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
Sunday, March 01, 2009
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.]
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
-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.]
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
-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
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Complacency, Nonchalance, Indifference
die.
About two days ago, I decided to amp up the "nothing to worry about, really. It doesn't matter in the end"-o-meter up a notch, to see if it would free me of this 'bummed-ness' that was lurking around me for a few days before.
I have no idea what caused this bummedness. It felt like a mental ice pack was being pressed on the width of my back. Cold. Exhale-causing. Sucked.
So, anyway.
Yeah, amped up the 'relak la'. And it feeels goooood. I feel better about things. Happier!
BUT
as I was walking to Orchard mrt today, slowly, with the mp3 on, reading a book, I remembered the one instance where Wei Qing helped me 'see'.
Around Sec two, cf and I were in the habit of bullying WQ. This happened almost every day. I think he was sitting in front of us, or sth. We would poke him, have a laugh at his expense, etc etc. It was all in good fun.
Or so I thought. (DUN DUN DUUUN)
One day, WQ said he wanted to talk to me. We got away from CF and he complained about all the shit we were giving him, very irritating, Can You Please Stop, bla bla bla. I humored him by listening, then told him "do you really think that telling me all this will do anything?"
and he said "Yes. I do." and continued on.
WQ, who I had of course been used to seeing as the pushover type, gave my brain a slight jump at this. He really did believe that his speaking up would help him, manz
And it did. I got looser on him completely, and eventually CF stopped teasing so much, and then it became uncommon.
And this flashback served as a lesson to me that "It'll always work out in the end" doesn't quite cut it sometimes. That I shouldn't always be looking at the 'in the end', because not everyone is gonna be around in the 'in the end' to look on and say "Wow, yeah. I guess it wasn't worth the worrying after all."
Lesson: Relaaaaak, but relak in moderation.
PS: You see those screenshots below? The internet links? Yeah. They're not bookmarks. They're my inturnet tabz, yo. Don't be misunderstandin.
-Zan
About two days ago, I decided to amp up the "nothing to worry about, really. It doesn't matter in the end"-o-meter up a notch, to see if it would free me of this 'bummed-ness' that was lurking around me for a few days before.
I have no idea what caused this bummedness. It felt like a mental ice pack was being pressed on the width of my back. Cold. Exhale-causing. Sucked.
So, anyway.
Yeah, amped up the 'relak la'. And it feeels goooood. I feel better about things. Happier!
BUT
as I was walking to Orchard mrt today, slowly, with the mp3 on, reading a book, I remembered the one instance where Wei Qing helped me 'see'.
Around Sec two, cf and I were in the habit of bullying WQ. This happened almost every day. I think he was sitting in front of us, or sth. We would poke him, have a laugh at his expense, etc etc. It was all in good fun.
Or so I thought. (DUN DUN DUUUN)
One day, WQ said he wanted to talk to me. We got away from CF and he complained about all the shit we were giving him, very irritating, Can You Please Stop, bla bla bla. I humored him by listening, then told him "do you really think that telling me all this will do anything?"
and he said "Yes. I do." and continued on.
WQ, who I had of course been used to seeing as the pushover type, gave my brain a slight jump at this. He really did believe that his speaking up would help him, manz
And it did. I got looser on him completely, and eventually CF stopped teasing so much, and then it became uncommon.
And this flashback served as a lesson to me that "It'll always work out in the end" doesn't quite cut it sometimes. That I shouldn't always be looking at the 'in the end', because not everyone is gonna be around in the 'in the end' to look on and say "Wow, yeah. I guess it wasn't worth the worrying after all."
Lesson: Relaaaaak, but relak in moderation.
PS: You see those screenshots below? The internet links? Yeah. They're not bookmarks. They're my inturnet tabz, yo. Don't be misunderstandin.
-Zan
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Journey to the West
Immune system, rest.
Rules:
-Jog or run for one hour.
-Head West.
-Do not stop or walk.
-Stay on the coast.
-Yeah, walk back if you want. Whatever.
ANYWAYS.
Yeah, I can barely walk at the moment. Feet ache. Legs kind of ache. Recovering from tiredness.
I left a little after 1.30pm, considered my 'Start' at 1.35pm.
After an hour, I found myself inbetween 711 Clementi West Street and Tien Wah Press (pte) Limited.
This is le route. Woot woot.
And my walking speed is slightly more than half my joggin speed. Took me almost 2hrs to walk back.
Consumption upon return:
-A bit of grapefruit juice (Ceres)
-A bit of cranberry&kiwi juice (Ceres)
-Some grapes
-Water
-A medium/small ish banana
-Eating Nasi Lemak now
-Drinking Heaven & Earth Chrysanthemum Green Tea now
Weehee! Morning well spent.
.. exercise-wise.
Feet, rest.
Shins, rest.
Breathe.
-Zan
Rules:
-Jog or run for one hour.
-Head West.
-Do not stop or walk.
-Stay on the coast.
-Yeah, walk back if you want. Whatever.
ANYWAYS.
Yeah, I can barely walk at the moment. Feet ache. Legs kind of ache. Recovering from tiredness.
I left a little after 1.30pm, considered my 'Start' at 1.35pm.
After an hour, I found myself inbetween 711 Clementi West Street and Tien Wah Press (pte) Limited.
This is le route. Woot woot.
And my walking speed is slightly more than half my joggin speed. Took me almost 2hrs to walk back.
Consumption upon return:
-A bit of grapefruit juice (Ceres)
-A bit of cranberry&kiwi juice (Ceres)
-Some grapes
-Water
-A medium/small ish banana
-Eating Nasi Lemak now
-Drinking Heaven & Earth Chrysanthemum Green Tea now
Weehee! Morning well spent.
.. exercise-wise.
Feet, rest.
Shins, rest.
Breathe.
-Zan
Friday, January 23, 2009
Random Report
Weird Engrish on Vietnamese coffee brochure thing.
MC Coffee helps to strongly excite the grow elopment of exchanging materials in the Body, arouse your hunger for much eating as well as reduce Cholesterol- fatlike materials, in order to make your body full of vitality.
Caffeine in any form can increase the grow development of exchanging materials in the Body.
et cetera et cetera,
-Zan
MC Coffee helps to strongly excite the grow elopment of exchanging materials in the Body, arouse your hunger for much eating as well as reduce Cholesterol- fatlike materials, in order to make your body full of vitality.
Caffeine in any form can increase the grow development of exchanging materials in the Body.
et cetera et cetera,
-Zan
All right! Early morning run!
From sevenish to eight-fortyish.
[I realize I've never been victim to falling bird excrement. COULD TODAY BE MY LUCKY DAY?]
[TUNE IN NEXT WEEK TO F-]
And it'd've (buh?It'd've?) been better if the horizon wasn't blocked by vegetation and buildings. Gah. Then can see sunset.
At least there were nifty-looking pink and reddish clouds, right?
Naw, it was a pretty clear morning sky.
Oh.
But at the bend of the hill, there was this great flowery smell that I would huff in every time I passed. It smelt great.
Wootz!
Yep.
..
..
Still early morning lah. Wan me type what thing
(HUNGRY MAAAAN)
-Zan
[I realize I've never been victim to falling bird excrement. COULD TODAY BE MY LUCKY DAY?]
[TUNE IN NEXT WEEK TO F-]
And it'd've (buh?It'd've?) been better if the horizon wasn't blocked by vegetation and buildings. Gah. Then can see sunset.
At least there were nifty-looking pink and reddish clouds, right?
Naw, it was a pretty clear morning sky.
Oh.
But at the bend of the hill, there was this great flowery smell that I would huff in every time I passed. It smelt great.
Wootz!
Yep.
..
..
Still early morning lah. Wan me type what thing
(HUNGRY MAAAAN)
-Zan
Thursday, January 22, 2009
To Magix.
For those old times.
Life is a Flower,
Smooth,
Mambo no. 5,
STICKIN' AROUND,
Ned's Newt.
(More nostalgia: Sweet Dreams [are made of these], Kiss The Rain, Spice girls, Lemon Tree)
-Zan
Life is a Flower,
Smooth,
Mambo no. 5,
STICKIN' AROUND,
Ned's Newt.
(More nostalgia: Sweet Dreams [are made of these], Kiss The Rain, Spice girls, Lemon Tree)
-Zan
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
If you understand, things are just as they are; if you do not understand, things are just as they are.
Was looking up Zen proverbs on Wiki, and there's one that would go well with the post I made earlier:
When you reach the top, keep climbing.
Squee!
Edit at 1920hrs: Make that two. "If you do not get it from yourself, Where will you go for it?"
-Zan
When you reach the top, keep climbing.
Squee!
Edit at 1920hrs: Make that two. "If you do not get it from yourself, Where will you go for it?"
-Zan
I think I found my answer!
How's this:
All the praise or negative criticism that you get from people doesn't mean anything, it's the way you feel about yourself that matters. People can shower praises upon you every day, and you can still feel like you're not good enough. Conversely, people may criticise everything you do, but if you feel like a winner inside, then what do the words of the other people matter?
And I think feeling like you're on the top can be a little counter-productive, anyway. When you think you're at the top of the hill, you enjoy the scenery there. You don't look higher, aspire to fly. But at the bottom or middle of the hill, there's still a hill to climb. There are two directions you can go if you want to move anyplace, and chances are you're going to want to keep going up.
Hm.
But this analogy doesn't seem to include the people that are encouraged by praise to climb higher. I'll be.
Maybe it's a certain kind of praise that is counter-productive.
"You're perfect just the way you are!/You're the best, man!/You're amazing!/ I wish I were like you/ Nobody can outdo you!/You're at the top of your game!"
vs
"You almost got him, man!/Just one more lap, you can do it!/You could do greater things, span wider horizons!/You've got the potential!/You've done all this, who knows what'll come next for you!"
Yeah, you probably see the difference. Once puts the praise-ee at the top of the hill, while the other puts the praise-ee in the middle of the hill, with a journey to continue.
Ah, you might say. But what if the hill has no peak? What if it is a hill that rises forever, past the cosmos and the heavens? What if the praise is just to tell the climber that they have travelled well up their path, and that they should feel good about it?
But what's the use in that? (and hey, what if the top of the hill happens when they think it's happened? A hallucination caused by giving in to all that praise)
Not sure... encouragement? Yeah, encouragement. To encourage them to go further, not to convince them that where they are is good enough.
In the hopes that what?
... dunno.
<_<
>_>
(I'm thinking of doing a banner. I thiiink I know how.)
-Zan
All the praise or negative criticism that you get from people doesn't mean anything, it's the way you feel about yourself that matters. People can shower praises upon you every day, and you can still feel like you're not good enough. Conversely, people may criticise everything you do, but if you feel like a winner inside, then what do the words of the other people matter?
And I think feeling like you're on the top can be a little counter-productive, anyway. When you think you're at the top of the hill, you enjoy the scenery there. You don't look higher, aspire to fly. But at the bottom or middle of the hill, there's still a hill to climb. There are two directions you can go if you want to move anyplace, and chances are you're going to want to keep going up.
Hm.
But this analogy doesn't seem to include the people that are encouraged by praise to climb higher. I'll be.
Maybe it's a certain kind of praise that is counter-productive.
"You're perfect just the way you are!/You're the best, man!/You're amazing!/ I wish I were like you/ Nobody can outdo you!/You're at the top of your game!"
vs
"You almost got him, man!/Just one more lap, you can do it!/You could do greater things, span wider horizons!/You've got the potential!/You've done all this, who knows what'll come next for you!"
Yeah, you probably see the difference. Once puts the praise-ee at the top of the hill, while the other puts the praise-ee in the middle of the hill, with a journey to continue.
Ah, you might say. But what if the hill has no peak? What if it is a hill that rises forever, past the cosmos and the heavens? What if the praise is just to tell the climber that they have travelled well up their path, and that they should feel good about it?
But what's the use in that? (and hey, what if the top of the hill happens when they think it's happened? A hallucination caused by giving in to all that praise)
Not sure... encouragement? Yeah, encouragement. To encourage them to go further, not to convince them that where they are is good enough.
In the hopes that what?
... dunno.
<_<
>_>
(I'm thinking of doing a banner. I thiiink I know how.)
-Zan
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Ah, yes.
Forgot to mention: Went and recoloured a bit of the blog. Woot!
I'd redesign the whole thing (borders, rectangles and all) if I knew how, but I like it the way it is at the moment.
Go recolouring!
-Zan
I'd redesign the whole thing (borders, rectangles and all) if I knew how, but I like it the way it is at the moment.
Go recolouring!
-Zan
:o
Oh, come on Zan! Noo! Nooooooo!
Don't! Not again!
But yes.
Whyyyy??!
I finally found it lah. Quit your whining.
But, you'll still be here, right? You'll still feed me?
Can't quite say.
Dunno.
NOOOOOOO!!! YOU'LL NEVER RETURN! PLEASE! I couldn't stand it the last time!
But the last time I still fed you what.
Oh.
Yah.
Kay.
Thanks, Borders. And Van.
-Zan
Don't! Not again!
But yes.
Whyyyy??!
I finally found it lah. Quit your whining.
But, you'll still be here, right? You'll still feed me?
Can't quite say.
Dunno.
NOOOOOOO!!! YOU'LL NEVER RETURN! PLEASE! I couldn't stand it the last time!
But the last time I still fed you what.
Oh.
Yah.
Kay.
Thanks, Borders. And Van.
-Zan
Monday, January 12, 2009
omg o lvls omgwaudfbef
Hope everyone has what they need to go where they want.
(too close to yours for comfort, van. Forgib mes)
If not: You'll find a way somewhere. Just know that where you go, do your best. Push your limits. You're in a new place now, you're a blank slate. Make your new history there.
Oh, I got pix btw. They'll come.
-Zan
(too close to yours for comfort, van. Forgib mes)
If not: You'll find a way somewhere. Just know that where you go, do your best. Push your limits. You're in a new place now, you're a blank slate. Make your new history there.
Oh, I got pix btw. They'll come.
-Zan
Sunday, January 11, 2009
FIVE HUNDRED?!?!/2/432TUI5DFJVBH
ASDJHAASJD500JBSFJHBSDF
SDJG500VDLF
SDF500JSDBFGJSDF
RESKNUF500TOAKLAKT
-Zan
SDJG500VDLF
SDF500JSDBFGJSDF
RESKNUF500TOAKLAKT
-Zan
Step Right Up!
Ladies and gentlemen...
... The Alphabet.
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N P Q R S T U V W X Y Z.
*applause*
What? W-what was that?
That's ridiculous! I'm not avoiding anything...
-Zan
... The Alphabet.
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N P Q R S T U V W X Y Z.
*applause*
What? W-what was that?
That's ridiculous! I'm not avoiding anything...
-Zan
Friday, January 09, 2009
yo yo wassup
Tired. Will update in a few minutes.
Edit (11.21pm): Make that some other time.
gahrgenflarben
What I will say at the moment, though, is that it was a pretty lazetastic day. CF and I attribute this to the boringness of one or two jcs (won't name names) and the hot sun. And the walking around with accumulating amounts of goodiebags.
All for now.
Edit II (11.44am, 11th Jan):
OPEN HOUSE TWO: Innova Junior College.
-Made it there from Woodlands MRT and a bus away. (Accolades to Gothere! Everyone!) School gate right at the busstop.
-Entered, got goodie bags, said Hello to entrance people.
-Almost immediately after the entrance, the gym appears to our side, facing the open field and very open to the wind. If there was one at the time.
-Canteen. Next to field too, cool tables.
-Walk along the belt where people tending cca stalls. We were there 30 minutes into the event, so there weren't many visitors yet. Hence, stallpersons not that active. Luckily they were music (Band, CO) and drama ccas, and I wouldn't have joined anyway. Being part of the first few, photography club members took the opportunity to take many pictures. Of us walking up the stairs.
-End of belt. Cheerleading going on beside the foyer (other entrance). We go to library.
-Not much at library.
-Oh yeah.
-Got Japanese Cultural Society. Woot.
-Top floor of library, we are shown the media ccas. Not bad la.
-Leaving the library, ODAC members are there to pull us to their booth. We were probably their first.
-Booth is in hall, lots of sports ccas there. ODAC members tell us how exciting, fun, enjoyable their cca is. We tell them not to worry, and to use us as 'practice' because we're just the first. We tell them they have to describe the cca without using 'exciting' or 'fun'.
-Failz
-Walk around hall, observe, observe.
-Go to gym. Great machines, nice and 'smooth' feeling. Instead of using cords for the pulley system in the machines, they use flat belts. Maybe that's why. Dunno.
-Halfway through gymming, girl says hi. Tells us to go to the canoeing booth. Skeptical, we ask her if all they're going to tell us is the same as ODAC. "No, it's not all fun." "It's hard, it's tough, but it's worth it" she says.
-Oooo. Good pitch.
-We say okay, she gives us the little canoeing paper. Leaves.
-...
-I really wish we didn't forget to go. Gah!
-Pull ups.
-Walking on edge of a turned-off treadmill. Fall off a few times.
-Go to Innov8 to rest for a while. It's sort've their cafe. Or relaxy place.
-We find out there's a shuttle bus to the other schools. omgwtflol.
-We catch the bus to our next intended destination, YJC.
OPEN HOUSE THREE: Yishun Junior College.
-On the bus there, cf says Xue Er may guide us around if we can find her. She's an ex-Outramian, cf knows her more than me.
-We get there, building not as awesome as ijc, but not bad. IJ is new anyway.
-Guided by guy from basketball. He's not bad. We get our bags and he says he does know XE
-Brings us to basketball booth. She's there, not too willing to bring us around but she points us to our next destination. Eventually these two students join us to show us around.
-Science blocks!
-Embarrassing moment where we sit in for a Bio class (the students liked bio.) and were distracting one or two students in the back. Tried to sign them to look at their teacher, but in vain.
-Went out, Physics next!
-There was a room where the students set up practical demonstrations to show.
-Interesting. I got to see something that I'd only read about, and wanted to see in reality.
-I believe math was next.
-We came in later than the little session started, and this man was describing how to use the new graphic calculator.
-After this there were magic tricks involving math principles. These were to interest us and show us that math is NOT BORING.
-Bleh.
-After the whole thing we asked a teacher qns. She showed us stuff. Cool.
-Sat and watched a bit of fencing practice, I believe?
-Wanted to leave. Didn't know what to do liao. Went to buses, next one to our next school leaving in 30mins.
-Hm.
-Aha.
-We saw the archery thing finally happening in the field a little far away.
-We went quickly.
-Stalling.
-Stalling.
-Finally got to shoot. Just 2 arrows though. We had to leave in like 2mins.
-Missed both. At least I got to use the bow.
-Dash back to the bus.
-Last two people before bus left. Woo.
OPEN HOUSE FOUR: Anderson Junior College.
Wait lah, I'll update in an hour.
-Zan
Edit (11.21pm): Make that some other time.
gahrgenflarben
What I will say at the moment, though, is that it was a pretty lazetastic day. CF and I attribute this to the boringness of one or two jcs (won't name names) and the hot sun. And the walking around with accumulating amounts of goodiebags.
All for now.
Edit II (11.44am, 11th Jan):
OPEN HOUSE TWO: Innova Junior College.
-Made it there from Woodlands MRT and a bus away. (Accolades to Gothere! Everyone!) School gate right at the busstop.
-Entered, got goodie bags, said Hello to entrance people.
-Almost immediately after the entrance, the gym appears to our side, facing the open field and very open to the wind. If there was one at the time.
-Canteen. Next to field too, cool tables.
-Walk along the belt where people tending cca stalls. We were there 30 minutes into the event, so there weren't many visitors yet. Hence, stallpersons not that active. Luckily they were music (Band, CO) and drama ccas, and I wouldn't have joined anyway. Being part of the first few, photography club members took the opportunity to take many pictures. Of us walking up the stairs.
-End of belt. Cheerleading going on beside the foyer (other entrance). We go to library.
-Not much at library.
-Oh yeah.
-Got Japanese Cultural Society. Woot.
-Top floor of library, we are shown the media ccas. Not bad la.
-Leaving the library, ODAC members are there to pull us to their booth. We were probably their first.
-Booth is in hall, lots of sports ccas there. ODAC members tell us how exciting, fun, enjoyable their cca is. We tell them not to worry, and to use us as 'practice' because we're just the first. We tell them they have to describe the cca without using 'exciting' or 'fun'.
-Failz
-Walk around hall, observe, observe.
-Go to gym. Great machines, nice and 'smooth' feeling. Instead of using cords for the pulley system in the machines, they use flat belts. Maybe that's why. Dunno.
-Halfway through gymming, girl says hi. Tells us to go to the canoeing booth. Skeptical, we ask her if all they're going to tell us is the same as ODAC. "No, it's not all fun." "It's hard, it's tough, but it's worth it" she says.
-Oooo. Good pitch.
-We say okay, she gives us the little canoeing paper. Leaves.
-...
-I really wish we didn't forget to go. Gah!
-Pull ups.
-Walking on edge of a turned-off treadmill. Fall off a few times.
-Go to Innov8 to rest for a while. It's sort've their cafe. Or relaxy place.
-We find out there's a shuttle bus to the other schools. omgwtflol.
-We catch the bus to our next intended destination, YJC.
OPEN HOUSE THREE: Yishun Junior College.
-On the bus there, cf says Xue Er may guide us around if we can find her. She's an ex-Outramian, cf knows her more than me.
-We get there, building not as awesome as ijc, but not bad. IJ is new anyway.
-Guided by guy from basketball. He's not bad. We get our bags and he says he does know XE
-Brings us to basketball booth. She's there, not too willing to bring us around but she points us to our next destination. Eventually these two students join us to show us around.
-Science blocks!
-Embarrassing moment where we sit in for a Bio class (the students liked bio.) and were distracting one or two students in the back. Tried to sign them to look at their teacher, but in vain.
-Went out, Physics next!
-There was a room where the students set up practical demonstrations to show.
-Interesting. I got to see something that I'd only read about, and wanted to see in reality.
-I believe math was next.
-We came in later than the little session started, and this man was describing how to use the new graphic calculator.
-After this there were magic tricks involving math principles. These were to interest us and show us that math is NOT BORING.
-Bleh.
-After the whole thing we asked a teacher qns. She showed us stuff. Cool.
-Sat and watched a bit of fencing practice, I believe?
-Wanted to leave. Didn't know what to do liao. Went to buses, next one to our next school leaving in 30mins.
-Hm.
-Aha.
-We saw the archery thing finally happening in the field a little far away.
-We went quickly.
-Stalling.
-Stalling.
-Finally got to shoot. Just 2 arrows though. We had to leave in like 2mins.
-Missed both. At least I got to use the bow.
-Dash back to the bus.
-Last two people before bus left. Woo.
OPEN HOUSE FOUR: Anderson Junior College.
Wait lah, I'll update in an hour.
-Zan
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Addedum. Yah, don't feel like editing the last one. long title wootz0rx
And I'm 17!
I'm past mid-teenager years!
NOOOO
I'm not 15 anymore?!
I'm 18 this year?!
But that's an NS away from 20s!
exclamation mark!
Must make most of it ar... boy...
!
-Zan!
I'm past mid-teenager years!
NOOOO
I'm not 15 anymore?!
I'm 18 this year?!
But that's an NS away from 20s!
exclamation mark!
Must make most of it ar... boy...
!
-Zan!
Bedthought From Wed Night.
This is the first classless January I've had in 11 years. (Maybe 13, but I can't remember which month I started kindergarten.)
Must make most of it, ar... boy...
-Zan
Must make most of it, ar... boy...
-Zan
Strike One!
Gothere how could you!
at least I got there, but you weren't being specific enough.
Luckily, the nice (makeup-masked) lady in the LRT provision shop nearby knew the way to Pioneer JC.
"You can go to Teck Whye."
"which busstop do I take to go there? Bus number?"
"Oh, there's a bus interchange just behind here, just take 975."
Big thankers!
..
I guess Gothere gets some credit for putting me in the right area.
Thanks, man.
So anyway.
Open House one: Pioneer JC.
Not bad. I came just in time for performances (mass dance, cheerleading), but tagged along one of the tours.
Benedict/Sebastian's cousin was on that tour. Leading it! Small world.
Country, rather.
And I got to ask students about:
Physics, Project Work
And teachers about:
Physics, Literature, General Paper, Economics
End open house report.
I made my way back with my very first LRT ride from Pheonix to Chua Chu Kang. Finally in the mrt system.
Then went home.
Woot. z.
Home, took vic's stuff, went to SRJC, collected her edusave cheque, back home.
I took the wrong train the way back, so ended up going from Kovan to Punggol.
Which has nice looking benches. That have armrests! Too bad they're a bit slanty, though. Have to sit upright in order to not slowly slip down.
Sengkang looked like it had the best seats. Armrests in every section, and it bends in so you'd stay in rather than out.
I'll try em one day.
Big trip through the NEL from Punggol to Harbourfront, but the trip fortunately gave me enough time to complete 52: The Companion.
Here comes the 8th.
Ahoy.
-Zan
at least I got there, but you weren't being specific enough.
Luckily, the nice (makeup-masked) lady in the LRT provision shop nearby knew the way to Pioneer JC.
"You can go to Teck Whye."
"which busstop do I take to go there? Bus number?"
"Oh, there's a bus interchange just behind here, just take 975."
Big thankers!
..
I guess Gothere gets some credit for putting me in the right area.
Thanks, man.
So anyway.
Open House one: Pioneer JC.
Not bad. I came just in time for performances (mass dance, cheerleading), but tagged along one of the tours.
Benedict/Sebastian's cousin was on that tour. Leading it! Small world.
Country, rather.
And I got to ask students about:
Physics, Project Work
And teachers about:
Physics, Literature, General Paper, Economics
End open house report.
I made my way back with my very first LRT ride from Pheonix to Chua Chu Kang. Finally in the mrt system.
Then went home.
Woot. z.
Home, took vic's stuff, went to SRJC, collected her edusave cheque, back home.
I took the wrong train the way back, so ended up going from Kovan to Punggol.
Which has nice looking benches. That have armrests! Too bad they're a bit slanty, though. Have to sit upright in order to not slowly slip down.
Sengkang looked like it had the best seats. Armrests in every section, and it bends in so you'd stay in rather than out.
I'll try em one day.
Big trip through the NEL from Punggol to Harbourfront, but the trip fortunately gave me enough time to complete 52: The Companion.
Here comes the 8th.
Ahoy.
-Zan
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
The 'ol factory
Flowers, and now some new baby smell? I mean, not that I don't love it, but what's going on nose? (Keep it up, though. It's pretty awesome.)
-Zan
-Zan
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Am I closer to the captain?
Eric Skywalker
Big translucent tadpole things with skeletons
with two, more opaque, froggish skeletons trying to grow
but one being blocked by the tadpole skeleton
in a ziplockish bag
Heck if I know
-Zan
Big translucent tadpole things with skeletons
with two, more opaque, froggish skeletons trying to grow
but one being blocked by the tadpole skeleton
in a ziplockish bag
Heck if I know
-Zan
Sunday, January 04, 2009
Of Tennisballs, Worms and Foreheads
Got my haircut! For the new year, of course.
On the way there, this popped into my head:
The animal that never falls: Earthworm.
Mm.
Oh, and the flash of sunlight from someone's shades made me want to draw a person with smoke seeping from their eyes really badly.
Mm.
Then I made it to the barber, after trying my best not to sweat in my shirt.
Waited for other patrons.
Done.
I sat down.
"Number one?" He said, smiling.
"Okay!" I said, smiling.
..
"You sure? Number one?" He said, smiling.
"mm..." sensing his doubt, I hmmed.
"Okay, number two first, then I see if I want 1."
..
"Number two ah... okay, I do 3 first, then you tell me..."
And so it commenced.
Seconds later, I opened my eyes and saw the front part of my head 'number 3'ed.
"Shorter." I said. Smiling.
And so it began, for real.
Tadaa. Finish.
On the way back, this popped into my head:
Is a really big forehead called a fivehead? And does the name change with each varying degree of frontal-upper-head length? eg. sixhead, sevenhead, eighthead...
I returned home. Of course mom goes "So shooort!". Smiling.
k done
-Zan
On the way there, this popped into my head:
The animal that never falls: Earthworm.
Mm.
Oh, and the flash of sunlight from someone's shades made me want to draw a person with smoke seeping from their eyes really badly.
Mm.
Then I made it to the barber, after trying my best not to sweat in my shirt.
Waited for other patrons.
Done.
I sat down.
"Number one?" He said, smiling.
"Okay!" I said, smiling.
..
"You sure? Number one?" He said, smiling.
"mm..." sensing his doubt, I hmmed.
"Okay, number two first, then I see if I want 1."
..
"Number two ah... okay, I do 3 first, then you tell me..."
And so it commenced.
Seconds later, I opened my eyes and saw the front part of my head 'number 3'ed.
"Shorter." I said. Smiling.
And so it began, for real.
Tadaa. Finish.
On the way back, this popped into my head:
Is a really big forehead called a fivehead? And does the name change with each varying degree of frontal-upper-head length? eg. sixhead, sevenhead, eighthead...
I returned home. Of course mom goes "So shooort!". Smiling.
k done
-Zan
Thursday, January 01, 2009
2009
Resolutions time!
What can we cook up this year...
1. Consume nothing but water for 4 days. In January.
2. Obtain at least two As somewhere. Anywhere.
Augh, terrible kink in the right side of ma neck.
Errrgh
3. Fluid ambidextrous writing.
4. Draw good circles and squares with left hand.
Oh, and I shaved too! Within the first hours of the new year. woot
Just my face, though. I doubt the barber's open today.
5. (and this is from resolutions 2007..) To print out a Multiplication table to
the 100s, and an Exponentiation table to
the 12s.
New Years party. Wongs, Mahafy(however it's spelt)s, Kongs, Kongfriendses
First thing I did in 2009: sat on chair on Marang Road roof, popping crackerpopper things, saying Happy New Year.
Wootz0rx.
6. More than 1000 in the bank by March. Need to save, man.
Last books borrowed from library in 2008.
So says the receipt:
1. 52. Volume one
2. 52. volume two
3. Spider-Man and the Black Cat: the evil that men (... do. I think. Lazy to check. I suppose the title was too long, it cut off from here. Tiny paper receipt.)
4. Kingdom come
5. 52. Volume three
=====================
You have outstanding library fines/fees of $2.10
Please pay at Transaction Kiosk/e-Kiosk, Thank yo
u
=====================
All comics. Bla.
4.48pm: Chloe's found the blog. Awesome.
-Zan
What can we cook up this year...
1. Consume nothing but water for 4 days. In January.
2. Obtain at least two As somewhere. Anywhere.
Augh, terrible kink in the right side of ma neck.
Errrgh
3. Fluid ambidextrous writing.
4. Draw good circles and squares with left hand.
Oh, and I shaved too! Within the first hours of the new year. woot
Just my face, though. I doubt the barber's open today.
5. (and this is from resolutions 2007..) To print out a Multiplication table to
the 100s, and an Exponentiation table to
the 12s.
New Years party. Wongs, Mahafy(however it's spelt)s, Kongs, Kongfriendses
First thing I did in 2009: sat on chair on Marang Road roof, popping crackerpopper things, saying Happy New Year.
Wootz0rx.
6. More than 1000 in the bank by March. Need to save, man.
Last books borrowed from library in 2008.
So says the receipt:
1. 52. Volume one
2. 52. volume two
3. Spider-Man and the Black Cat: the evil that men (... do. I think. Lazy to check. I suppose the title was too long, it cut off from here. Tiny paper receipt.)
4. Kingdom come
5. 52. Volume three
=====================
You have outstanding library fines/fees of $2.10
Please pay at Transaction Kiosk/e-Kiosk, Thank yo
u
=====================
All comics. Bla.
4.48pm: Chloe's found the blog. Awesome.
-Zan
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
gym!
Oh yar, forgot to mention
I went to the gym today! woo
with cf. Finally went after months of.. well, not going. Woots.
(Yeah, I'm actually writing this in 2009, jan 1, but edited the post options to 31st Dec 2008. Future writer, woo.)
Coming to you live from next year!
-Zan
I went to the gym today! woo
with cf. Finally went after months of.. well, not going. Woots.
(Yeah, I'm actually writing this in 2009, jan 1, but edited the post options to 31st Dec 2008. Future writer, woo.)
Coming to you live from next year!
-Zan
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Heh.
I just realised how difficult it is to look at a mirror, mouth words and think of the words out loud in your head (oxymoronic phrase!) with a slight delay.
Merry Exmuss!
-Zan
Merry Exmuss!
-Zan
Monday, December 22, 2008
mrmmrrrr
Some prefer to argue as if to win a chess game by throwing the board at the opponent halfway through the round and then shout that they have won so loudly that they hear only the sound of their own voice.
bonusqn: if people shouldn't critique people whose jobs/tasks they cannot perform better (if at all), how can anyone who has never been a president vote for a president?
-Zan
bonusqn: if people shouldn't critique people whose jobs/tasks they cannot perform better (if at all), how can anyone who has never been a president vote for a president?
-Zan
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Thpam
Rrr. Getting spam comments on friendster. Probably the people who get the message "Hey you look awesome at the party photos. Come see the pix at this link: blablabla"
Maybe if they click them, something causes them to spam their friends' profiles?
or maybe even viewing the message does that. Yikes. Am I spamming?
OR
Maybe it doesn't even stem from the messages. Maybe it's the comments.
The comments I'm spammed with contain a link to a youtube video.
Maybe clicking that link will cause the spam to be sent to other people.
Who knows.
-Zan
Maybe if they click them, something causes them to spam their friends' profiles?
or maybe even viewing the message does that. Yikes. Am I spamming?
OR
Maybe it doesn't even stem from the messages. Maybe it's the comments.
The comments I'm spammed with contain a link to a youtube video.
Maybe clicking that link will cause the spam to be sent to other people.
Who knows.
-Zan
Back
Back to evenly-aligned and clean sidewalks!
Back to no more converting Baht into Singapore dollars every time I see a number!
Back to fans instead of air-conditioning!
Back to (almost) no more limbless people begging on the street!
Back to music on my computer!
Back to youtube!
Minesweeper!
Cereal!
Back to 'Hello' and 'Thank you' instead of 'sawasdee kap' and 'kap kun kap'!
Back to not washing my crocs every two days!
Back to not washing my clothes in the shower!
Back to non-bargained purchases!
Back to non-bargained purchases. Urgh.
Back to thick toilet paper! Awesome!
Back to no more 'Hey, lets all go get another foot massage' every 3 hours!
Back to the jungle!
I can see groups of trees again!
Back to Marang Road!
I'm back to Singapore!
(Woots.)
-Zan
Back to no more converting Baht into Singapore dollars every time I see a number!
Back to fans instead of air-conditioning!
Back to (almost) no more limbless people begging on the street!
Back to music on my computer!
Back to youtube!
Minesweeper!
Cereal!
Back to 'Hello' and 'Thank you' instead of 'sawasdee kap' and 'kap kun kap'!
Back to not washing my crocs every two days!
Back to not washing my clothes in the shower!
Back to non-bargained purchases!
Back to non-bargained purchases. Urgh.
Back to thick toilet paper! Awesome!
Back to no more 'Hey, lets all go get another foot massage' every 3 hours!
Back to the jungle!
I can see groups of trees again!
Back to Marang Road!
I'm back to Singapore!
(Woots.)
-Zan
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Boing.
Contrairement à la croyance populaire.
^
"Contrary to popular belief" in French. Gotta remember that.
Here's what I managed to produce for "My Perfect Day" when Cynthia asked.
copypasted from msn:
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How aboout
I dont like when people describe a positive thing about me to another person
ahemahemnicole'smomahemahem
Perfect day?
I would wake up from a fantastic sleep from which a very interesting lucid dream was produced. I would remember every part of this dream long enough to go write it down. For some reason, on this day time has slowed down and it is still 7.30am. Yet I feel well-rested. I go running up mount faber and through the bridges and around the horticultural park and along that road beside the bus interchange that I only went once which had a great foresty smell I never smelled/smelt before and then back home. During the run, the sun would be beaming and really bright and it'd be a really hot day. And I would be wearing a thin sleeveless shirt so that I wouldnt have a bloody shirttan. I'd go home and use bags to do weight training exercises while still sweating from the run. I keep sweating until I decide to shower
When I am so very, very tired liao I go for a cold shower
after which I wear this nice loose shirt and track pants that arent so long they occassionally
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find themselves under my heels
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when I walk.
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I go to the living room, and it happens to suddenly rain
the weather is cool and there are winds about. There are no clothes hanging outside all of a sudden so I dont need to bring them in. Nobody else is at home, so I know that there is still fruit in the fridge
I get out juicy, red pomelo that has been pre-peeled
I get out prepeeled oranges
I get out a carton of grapefruit juice, no cup because I know I'll finish it all.
I sit under the livingroom fan and eat all this
I get out seedy cereal and pour it into a bowl with milk
I eat it
I look at the clock, it's only 8.30
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I get out all chapters of some comic I borrowed from the library and finish the whole thing until 10pm
I have my blue sketchbook beside me, and a mechanical pencil that does not smudge on paper or rub onto the skin upon contact. I draw animals, heads and characters. I draw hands that are really ugly and bony. It is now 11pm
Delighted that is still before 12nn, I go to Sentosa and find that the beach has been cleared of the muck and litter that is everpresent in the waters. Nobody is on the beach, so I change on the beach without having to use the crappy bathrooms. I lounge around in the water and feel the waves until I decide to swim to the tiny island that is about 200m away
on the little island, I make lots of sandcastles and figures. I find many interesting rocks and shells, which I keep
I swim back to shore, losing some of the shells on the way
I relax a little more, and walk back. It is really sunny now, and my skin is dried as I walk along the beach.
Nobody is at the open public shower, so I can use it without wearing swimming attire
I cycle back home, but not before cycling
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around the area
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and I shower again
it is 12.30pm
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I am, for some reason, not sleepy at all
despite all the exercise
nor am I hungry. I surf the internet and read pages and pages of wikipedia
I read webcomics
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All the while, I listen to music that I find suits my exact moods at the moment the music plays, and sing loudly to the music or songs that happen to play
Someone on msn asks me to help then make a graphic and I do it in 20 minutes. It is beautiful. He makes some comments about how it could be changes, and I completely agree with him and willingly make the amendments
I make a blog entry that makes me smile when I write it
I find a website that has sketches of mike mignola and simon bisley
some of this inspires me and I scribble stuff on the sketchbook that's right beside me
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it is 2pm
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..
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Trying to think of a perfect afternoon. Er.
BRIEF INTERLUDE
BRIEF INTERLUDE
BRIEF INTERLUDE
BREIF INTRELEDU
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I'm still at the computer, 2pm
I search up lots of photos of particular animals with google image search and make a collage of the animals in microsoft paint
using these collages, I master chimpanzees, goats, mandrills and octopi
It is 3.45
someone interesting appears on msn and I have a interesting talk with them lasting till 5pm
I realise I havent eaten in quite a while, and go to vivo
I go to an extremely crowded place and eat really good fish & chips that for some reason have fresh oysters as a side dish on a table that I somehow found amidst the thick crowd
I sit and look at all the people and ponder for a while. It is 6.15, but I dont realise it. I walk around vivo for what appears to me to be a long time, but only 15 minutes have passed. At the end of this journey, I chance upon a watch shop where I finally find a pocketwatch that I immediately buy. It is very well-designed and the colours go together perfectly.
I go to the lower floors and have oily chive-fritters as a snack as I walk around
I go home
someone I have a crush on is online, and we have a l
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ong conversation wherein we share lots of things
I am suddenly brilliant at being funny, yet dont appear too playful
we go offline
it is 8pm
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The afternoon is over, and I go down to the field to finally watch the sunset that I have been waiting for the time to watch for years
the sunset is beautiful, and the clouds accentuate its beauty instead of obstructing it
no trees or buildings are in the way
the sun is down
it is nighttime
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I lie in the grass
the bugs crawl around and on me, but they never go near worrying places
I close my eyes
VERY BRIEF INTERLUDE.
VERY BRIEF.
MOVING ON TO "PERFECT NIGHT".
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9.30, I awake
the night sky stares back at me, I stare back and ponder for hours. At least it seemed like hours; only 10 minutes have passed. I go home and have a banana. I go toilet. For some reason I knew that what came out was my breakfast. Only the fish and chips and bananas are in my system! I feel light and start pouncing around. I realise I am thirsty, and get a huge bottle of water. I go cycling, with bottle attached to bike. I dont know where I'm going, but the wind gusts through me wherever I ride
and the night is cool
no cars are on the roads, save the occassional bus or two.
It is now 10.40
I chance upon a huge garden-like forest that lies under great trees which create the illusion of a canopy-like ceiling. All shades of the colours green and brown are held within it, and every once in a while Pink, Blue, Red, Yellow and orange show themselves in many different shades
everything is lit perfectly by strategically placed lamps, and I remember that I have brought along a camera with me.
Every photograph taken appears to be taken as if mother nature herself posed for them, e
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each of them are almost completely different from the other, even though the objects depicted are neighbours in real life
such is the variety that lies within the forest
I decide to leave, and I find my way back home
I memorise the trip back to the forest/canopy as I cycle back
the thought of going back another day makes me feel happy
I go home, it is now 11.30
I have finished my bottle of water
I shut down the computer
I drink lots of cold, sweet fruit juice as I find a book to read
it is 11.50
A cup lies beside my bed, containing juice
I lie sideways on the bed, reading the book
without knowing it, the last sip I take from the cup before I sleep leaves no juice in the cup
meaning I had chosen the correct amount to fill the cup with. awesome
I stop reading and turn so that I now lie on my back
the blanket covers me to half of my stomach
all mosquitoes in my vicinity die
I close my eyes and lie flat
It is 12.00am
I sleep
And there ya have it.
Oh, hold on.
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i'd like to add that
whenever I shower on my perfect day
my towel smells like baby
Yep, that's it.
Now, here's a teeny list I typed out to show Cynthia I'm not THAT indicisive/wishy washy.
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I dont like the naggy feeling that I could be doing something else when I'm wasting time somewhere, I dont like unfair treatment/uneccessary bad treatment, I dont like deadlines (^_^), I dont like stage nervousness, I dont like tight shirts, I dont like broken pencials, I dont like pens that still have lots of ink inside but for some reason cant work, I like my desk, I like making things to serve a need, I dont like the fact that most of my childhood toys were given away without my permission, I like rings, I like stones, I sometimes like picking interesting-looking stuff off the ground in the hopes that I will make some use of it someday in the future, I like doing well in subjects except for English, I dont like the way mandarin is taught in class, I like smooth penx/pencils
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I like when I type unexpectedly fast (not now, but... when it DOES happen)
I dont like my unseemingly grubby keyboard
Chloe says:
ooooohhhh
Chloe says:
bravo
Chloe says:
zan zan lexi lex
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*applause*
Chloe says:
can like or not like things
Chloe says:
i like
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T__T
Okay, no more msn transcripts.
Gosh, my hand smells like mango. I peeled and ate one earlier. Ate it like an apple/tomato/pear. LIKE A REAL FRUIT. Not all diced and cube-ish. Nya.
6 more days.
Actually 5.
k lets see.
1: inside drawings, finish covers
2: finish inside drawings
3: poetry
k. k. Mus faster do
-Zan
^
"Contrary to popular belief" in French. Gotta remember that.
Here's what I managed to produce for "My Perfect Day" when Cynthia asked.
copypasted from msn:
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How aboout
I dont like when people describe a positive thing about me to another person
ahemahemnicole'smomahemahem
Perfect day?
I would wake up from a fantastic sleep from which a very interesting lucid dream was produced. I would remember every part of this dream long enough to go write it down. For some reason, on this day time has slowed down and it is still 7.30am. Yet I feel well-rested. I go running up mount faber and through the bridges and around the horticultural park and along that road beside the bus interchange that I only went once which had a great foresty smell I never smelled/smelt before and then back home. During the run, the sun would be beaming and really bright and it'd be a really hot day. And I would be wearing a thin sleeveless shirt so that I wouldnt have a bloody shirttan. I'd go home and use bags to do weight training exercises while still sweating from the run. I keep sweating until I decide to shower
When I am so very, very tired liao I go for a cold shower
after which I wear this nice loose shirt and track pants that arent so long they occassionally
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find themselves under my heels
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when I walk.
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I go to the living room, and it happens to suddenly rain
the weather is cool and there are winds about. There are no clothes hanging outside all of a sudden so I dont need to bring them in. Nobody else is at home, so I know that there is still fruit in the fridge
I get out juicy, red pomelo that has been pre-peeled
I get out prepeeled oranges
I get out a carton of grapefruit juice, no cup because I know I'll finish it all.
I sit under the livingroom fan and eat all this
I get out seedy cereal and pour it into a bowl with milk
I eat it
I look at the clock, it's only 8.30
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I get out all chapters of some comic I borrowed from the library and finish the whole thing until 10pm
I have my blue sketchbook beside me, and a mechanical pencil that does not smudge on paper or rub onto the skin upon contact. I draw animals, heads and characters. I draw hands that are really ugly and bony. It is now 11pm
Delighted that is still before 12nn, I go to Sentosa and find that the beach has been cleared of the muck and litter that is everpresent in the waters. Nobody is on the beach, so I change on the beach without having to use the crappy bathrooms. I lounge around in the water and feel the waves until I decide to swim to the tiny island that is about 200m away
on the little island, I make lots of sandcastles and figures. I find many interesting rocks and shells, which I keep
I swim back to shore, losing some of the shells on the way
I relax a little more, and walk back. It is really sunny now, and my skin is dried as I walk along the beach.
Nobody is at the open public shower, so I can use it without wearing swimming attire
I cycle back home, but not before cycling
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around the area
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and I shower again
it is 12.30pm
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I am, for some reason, not sleepy at all
despite all the exercise
nor am I hungry. I surf the internet and read pages and pages of wikipedia
I read webcomics
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All the while, I listen to music that I find suits my exact moods at the moment the music plays, and sing loudly to the music or songs that happen to play
Someone on msn asks me to help then make a graphic and I do it in 20 minutes. It is beautiful. He makes some comments about how it could be changes, and I completely agree with him and willingly make the amendments
I make a blog entry that makes me smile when I write it
I find a website that has sketches of mike mignola and simon bisley
some of this inspires me and I scribble stuff on the sketchbook that's right beside me
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it is 2pm
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..
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Trying to think of a perfect afternoon. Er.
BRIEF INTERLUDE
BRIEF INTERLUDE
BRIEF INTERLUDE
BREIF INTRELEDU
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I'm still at the computer, 2pm
I search up lots of photos of particular animals with google image search and make a collage of the animals in microsoft paint
using these collages, I master chimpanzees, goats, mandrills and octopi
It is 3.45
someone interesting appears on msn and I have a interesting talk with them lasting till 5pm
I realise I havent eaten in quite a while, and go to vivo
I go to an extremely crowded place and eat really good fish & chips that for some reason have fresh oysters as a side dish on a table that I somehow found amidst the thick crowd
I sit and look at all the people and ponder for a while. It is 6.15, but I dont realise it. I walk around vivo for what appears to me to be a long time, but only 15 minutes have passed. At the end of this journey, I chance upon a watch shop where I finally find a pocketwatch that I immediately buy. It is very well-designed and the colours go together perfectly.
I go to the lower floors and have oily chive-fritters as a snack as I walk around
I go home
someone I have a crush on is online, and we have a l
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ong conversation wherein we share lots of things
I am suddenly brilliant at being funny, yet dont appear too playful
we go offline
it is 8pm
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The afternoon is over, and I go down to the field to finally watch the sunset that I have been waiting for the time to watch for years
the sunset is beautiful, and the clouds accentuate its beauty instead of obstructing it
no trees or buildings are in the way
the sun is down
it is nighttime
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I lie in the grass
the bugs crawl around and on me, but they never go near worrying places
I close my eyes
VERY BRIEF INTERLUDE.
VERY BRIEF.
MOVING ON TO "PERFECT NIGHT".
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9.30, I awake
the night sky stares back at me, I stare back and ponder for hours. At least it seemed like hours; only 10 minutes have passed. I go home and have a banana. I go toilet. For some reason I knew that what came out was my breakfast. Only the fish and chips and bananas are in my system! I feel light and start pouncing around. I realise I am thirsty, and get a huge bottle of water. I go cycling, with bottle attached to bike. I dont know where I'm going, but the wind gusts through me wherever I ride
and the night is cool
no cars are on the roads, save the occassional bus or two.
It is now 10.40
I chance upon a huge garden-like forest that lies under great trees which create the illusion of a canopy-like ceiling. All shades of the colours green and brown are held within it, and every once in a while Pink, Blue, Red, Yellow and orange show themselves in many different shades
everything is lit perfectly by strategically placed lamps, and I remember that I have brought along a camera with me.
Every photograph taken appears to be taken as if mother nature herself posed for them, e
X - toot toooot tooooooooooot says:
each of them are almost completely different from the other, even though the objects depicted are neighbours in real life
such is the variety that lies within the forest
I decide to leave, and I find my way back home
I memorise the trip back to the forest/canopy as I cycle back
the thought of going back another day makes me feel happy
I go home, it is now 11.30
I have finished my bottle of water
I shut down the computer
I drink lots of cold, sweet fruit juice as I find a book to read
it is 11.50
A cup lies beside my bed, containing juice
I lie sideways on the bed, reading the book
without knowing it, the last sip I take from the cup before I sleep leaves no juice in the cup
meaning I had chosen the correct amount to fill the cup with. awesome
I stop reading and turn so that I now lie on my back
the blanket covers me to half of my stomach
all mosquitoes in my vicinity die
I close my eyes and lie flat
It is 12.00am
I sleep
And there ya have it.
Oh, hold on.
X - toot toooot tooooooooooot says:
i'd like to add that
whenever I shower on my perfect day
my towel smells like baby
Yep, that's it.
Now, here's a teeny list I typed out to show Cynthia I'm not THAT indicisive/wishy washy.
X - toot toooot tooooooooooot says:
I dont like the naggy feeling that I could be doing something else when I'm wasting time somewhere, I dont like unfair treatment/uneccessary bad treatment, I dont like deadlines (^_^), I dont like stage nervousness, I dont like tight shirts, I dont like broken pencials, I dont like pens that still have lots of ink inside but for some reason cant work, I like my desk, I like making things to serve a need, I dont like the fact that most of my childhood toys were given away without my permission, I like rings, I like stones, I sometimes like picking interesting-looking stuff off the ground in the hopes that I will make some use of it someday in the future, I like doing well in subjects except for English, I dont like the way mandarin is taught in class, I like smooth penx/pencils
X - toot toooot tooooooooooot says:
I like when I type unexpectedly fast (not now, but... when it DOES happen)
I dont like my unseemingly grubby keyboard
Chloe says:
ooooohhhh
Chloe says:
bravo
Chloe says:
zan zan lexi lex
X - toot toooot tooooooooooot says:
*applause*
Chloe says:
can like or not like things
Chloe says:
i like
X - toot toooot tooooooooooot says:
T__T
Okay, no more msn transcripts.
Gosh, my hand smells like mango. I peeled and ate one earlier. Ate it like an apple/tomato/pear. LIKE A REAL FRUIT. Not all diced and cube-ish. Nya.
6 more days.
Actually 5.
k lets see.
1: inside drawings, finish covers
2: finish inside drawings
3: poetry
k. k. Mus faster do
-Zan
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Over!
Woot.z.
My CLB composition felt real good, I wrote about two girls that encountered this person whose grandfather fell in a longkang. Girl calls her father, who is a doctor, etc.
CLB paper 2 wasnt that nice. Quite a lot of tikams. At least I had a moderate amount of answers that were same as Van's.
Van brought me to the mrt via cab, and thus she was the last student I saw in school.
Last outram uniform other than mine that I saw today belonged to David Gammon (he was in Harbourfront mrt.)
It's finally over!
And now I gotsta get started on stuff. I feel free, fresh. And the rain helped this feeling too.
Got myself organic oaten biscuits again. And organic milk, too. For the organic cereal. ^^
The milk tastes creamy.
Yah, not an organised post.
Time to exercise and study physics!
-Zan
Friday, November 07, 2008
Haireye
Eurgh, woke up to an eyelash stuck on the surface of my left eye.
AGAIN.
(This is like the 4th time)
But today's was special. Oh yes. Today I had the luck of actually prying it out of the bottom lid with a fingernail.
(Usually it slips through the edge of my eye)
LOVELY.
grumblegrumblegrumble
>: c
Okay, now to continue the day.
<: )
-Zan
AGAIN.
(This is like the 4th time)
But today's was special. Oh yes. Today I had the luck of actually prying it out of the bottom lid with a fingernail.
(Usually it slips through the edge of my eye)
LOVELY.
grumblegrumblegrumble
>: c
Okay, now to continue the day.
<: )
-Zan
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Vulgarity
****
I need somebody to explain to me why they consider certain words offensive, even when used without context. Why the very sound of the word provokes disapproval, though there is no difference between hearing it in your ears and hearing it in your head. Censor if you want, but the word is still in there. And I think it is the message that should provoke offense, not the individual words used to compose that message.
****
-Zan
I need somebody to explain to me why they consider certain words offensive, even when used without context. Why the very sound of the word provokes disapproval, though there is no difference between hearing it in your ears and hearing it in your head. Censor if you want, but the word is still in there. And I think it is the message that should provoke offense, not the individual words used to compose that message.
****
-Zan
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Chain chain chain.
I'd like to type about the chain letters that depict the dramatic and very, very sad deaths/sufferings of children and people.
In particular, the ones that end with "The X corporation has agreed to donate $1 to help Lucy get her leg back for every email address this is forwarded to. Please keep the message going!
"
Where is the morality in donating money on a condition? "I will only donate if I see a list of emails".
It just sounds a little unbelievable to me. And how does the starter of the email expect to get the huge list of emails back? Is she/he / he/she waiting for the email to weave its way through all of the worlds population to get back to that person?
I mean, by the time that happens, the cause is probably lost. Little Charlie who needed the operation money from that email would have been gone by then.
And that is why I don't believe that particular class of chain email.
-Zan
In particular, the ones that end with "The X corporation has agreed to donate $1 to help Lucy get her leg back for every email address this is forwarded to. Please keep the message going!
"
Where is the morality in donating money on a condition? "I will only donate if I see a list of emails".
It just sounds a little unbelievable to me. And how does the starter of the email expect to get the huge list of emails back? Is she/he / he/she waiting for the email to weave its way through all of the worlds population to get back to that person?
I mean, by the time that happens, the cause is probably lost. Little Charlie who needed the operation money from that email would have been gone by then.
And that is why I don't believe that particular class of chain email.
-Zan
Friday, June 20, 2008
AAAAAAAAhhhhh. Shaet
I just saw this whilst blogsurfing (going to link pages on blogs and going to the link pages of the blogs on those link pages, etc):
its so unpredictable! i mean like, everthing's based on results here. students hardly have a life here -.- books, books, books, tests, exams. screw it lah!
Some may recognise this. If so, then.. you good lor. (idunno)
Anyways. That last line left a bit of an impact on meh. especially since I'm just realising that school is coming back reeeally soon, and it's time to make that last-minute rush for homework. The last minute rush, of course, brought me the 'being a student' feeling back. This, combined with 'screw it lah!' got me dreaming..
.. is it really necessary to do all this studying to get a good job to sustain meself and then work and work and work till retirement?
Should I join the ranks of the majority, and leave times of freedom to 1: Childhood and 2: post-retirement?
Why are these periods 'free'? Because both of them are times where, I suppose, money is not an issue. All is provided for.
1: Childhood
-Parents supply money for our life's needs (if they can). Food is paid for. Clothes are paid for. Toys.
2: Retirement
-Same thing, only instead of Parents we have the retirement fund. The only difference is that the amount of money is not an undetermined number (if you ignore loans and borrowing money); it's not a number that the parents constantly add to; it has a limit. And what you allow yourself to do all comes from the amount you make when working. In a way, you now parent yourself.
So where am I RIGHT NOW?
Parents still are supplying, so freephase 1 isn't completely over yet but school is preparing me for that working 'period' of my life. I am preparing me. Meaning that... what I'm doing now is all working up to the day when freephase 2 starts, and how well I work now will determine how much I get to do in phase 2.
Life: Work done = Opportunity + Freedom
BUT
This is a little closed-minded.
In that working mid-phase between 1 & 2, there is bound to be a little fun had, a little time not spent on work.
Here, a great tip lies: Do work that you love doing.
This way, you are not just working for money, but working to work. You love it, and rest is merely rest away from enjoyment. Life in the mid-phase is no longer work + rest/leisure. Now it is enjoyment + rest/leisure. A great cheat to own. And I want it. So..
I must first find what job I'd love.
Because I have no chance at knowing what being in the jobs out there are like (HINT HINT, MOE) I must go by assumption and guessing. Maybe this happens in the job, maybe that happens, etc.
But I don't feel like rambling about that at the mo.
So... complaints!
Sigh. Sigh sigh sigh.
Sai.
How did Life come to this? From days of no technology and no civilisation, all we did was get food, eat, bring up kids. Intelligence was expended on hunting methods.
And then came economy and civilisation. Technology.
With this came jobs and money.
(MONEY.)
And with jobs and money came a different means of living.
No longer were things made just to be made. Systems kept for the good of the people. We all sold out.
I mean look at the 'ole aboriginal peoples of the world! The indigenous peoples! The way they live really exhibits that they're all 'one big family'. They work together for the community as a whole. Not just for themselves and their spouses. They went to get food for everyone in the hunting groups! Just because! And this kept them healthy too. Kept them moving. Fun was had!
Sigh sigh sigh.
But I am born here, where this is no such way of life.
Respectable work requires more of the brain (and technology) and less of the body around these parts.
But there's no way any country like this would want to go back to such times. Reputation and all. Need to be seen as a high tech country.
Sheeeeeyit.
Aiyah, nothing more oredy.
-Zan
its so unpredictable! i mean like, everthing's based on results here. students hardly have a life here -.- books, books, books, tests, exams. screw it lah!
Some may recognise this. If so, then.. you good lor. (idunno)
Anyways. That last line left a bit of an impact on meh. especially since I'm just realising that school is coming back reeeally soon, and it's time to make that last-minute rush for homework. The last minute rush, of course, brought me the 'being a student' feeling back. This, combined with 'screw it lah!' got me dreaming..
.. is it really necessary to do all this studying to get a good job to sustain meself and then work and work and work till retirement?
Should I join the ranks of the majority, and leave times of freedom to 1: Childhood and 2: post-retirement?
Why are these periods 'free'? Because both of them are times where, I suppose, money is not an issue. All is provided for.
1: Childhood
-Parents supply money for our life's needs (if they can). Food is paid for. Clothes are paid for. Toys.
2: Retirement
-Same thing, only instead of Parents we have the retirement fund. The only difference is that the amount of money is not an undetermined number (if you ignore loans and borrowing money); it's not a number that the parents constantly add to; it has a limit. And what you allow yourself to do all comes from the amount you make when working. In a way, you now parent yourself.
So where am I RIGHT NOW?
Parents still are supplying, so freephase 1 isn't completely over yet but school is preparing me for that working 'period' of my life. I am preparing me. Meaning that... what I'm doing now is all working up to the day when freephase 2 starts, and how well I work now will determine how much I get to do in phase 2.
Life: Work done = Opportunity + Freedom
BUT
This is a little closed-minded.
In that working mid-phase between 1 & 2, there is bound to be a little fun had, a little time not spent on work.
Here, a great tip lies: Do work that you love doing.
This way, you are not just working for money, but working to work. You love it, and rest is merely rest away from enjoyment. Life in the mid-phase is no longer work + rest/leisure. Now it is enjoyment + rest/leisure. A great cheat to own. And I want it. So..
I must first find what job I'd love.
Because I have no chance at knowing what being in the jobs out there are like (HINT HINT, MOE) I must go by assumption and guessing. Maybe this happens in the job, maybe that happens, etc.
But I don't feel like rambling about that at the mo.
So... complaints!
Sigh. Sigh sigh sigh.
Sai.
How did Life come to this? From days of no technology and no civilisation, all we did was get food, eat, bring up kids. Intelligence was expended on hunting methods.
And then came economy and civilisation. Technology.
With this came jobs and money.
(MONEY.)
And with jobs and money came a different means of living.
No longer were things made just to be made. Systems kept for the good of the people. We all sold out.
I mean look at the 'ole aboriginal peoples of the world! The indigenous peoples! The way they live really exhibits that they're all 'one big family'. They work together for the community as a whole. Not just for themselves and their spouses. They went to get food for everyone in the hunting groups! Just because! And this kept them healthy too. Kept them moving. Fun was had!
Sigh sigh sigh.
But I am born here, where this is no such way of life.
Respectable work requires more of the brain (and technology) and less of the body around these parts.
But there's no way any country like this would want to go back to such times. Reputation and all. Need to be seen as a high tech country.
Sheeeeeyit.
Aiyah, nothing more oredy.
-Zan
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