"Stop it CLASS! Now this is UNBECOMING of a CHEMISTRY LAB!" the Chemistry teacher raised her voice...
;) Seriously, this was where I was - in Millenia Institute - a few months ago. I was taking Physics, Chemistry and C Maths as part of my subject combination. I had a tendency to daydream in class. You know that look in the eyes of a person who is somewhere else, far away...
In another scenario, it happened to be a rainy afternoon in another part of the building. The whole class was longing to go home. The relief physics teacher was a short man - which I am afraid to call - a hobbit. But he was good, the best of the shirefolk, may I say! He was exceptionally cute and made jokes out of ikan bilis...
"Now class, listen... LISTEN..." he said, above the noise of the raindrops. He was trying to explain the concept of Relative Velocity to us, I couldn't remember, and couldn't care less. I was looking out of the window at the running track. It was such a cool afternoon and I feel sleep beckoning me on...
You know after school, we hung out as a class... Sort of missed my ol' class...
(so ends the positive part.)
* * *
You know when you feel the loneliness creeping in on you. It ain't the coolest feeling and you feel powerless. You start speaking out aloud - uncontrollably - into the silence. For goodness sake, get a grip! Maybe. You are thinking of someone all the time and you're playing a waiting game. (Maybe I'll see you again in the next life?) Staying very alert... Somehow everything seems to be going on in the world at large. So you turn on the news. People talking, talking... It's nice to get engrossed in the fantasy world behind the box.
You turn up the volume to get it into your head. People talking... A ceaseless chatter...
Friday, May 28, 2004
Friday, May 21, 2004
Environmental Factors
... leading to my distress.
During night-time, my 19 year-old brother keeps forcing me to hear the J-Pop I DON'T WANT TO HEAR. It is only toleration now, anyway, since my brother is out working (NS) in the day. Arrgh. I'm GONE! I'm getting out OF THIS ROOM.
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Haix... being the younger brother always causes me to give way... *sigh!* It can't be helped. Have you ever wanted an INSENSITIVE BROTHER in YOUR LIFE? I wonder at all the things I've done for him that have gone unappreciated. His infectious poor attitude towards his family... Bad manners... He's a person you want out of your house.
I'll just say it once - he's a damn bully!! I DON'T LIKE HIS WAY OF RUNNING THINGS!
For once, I am not holding back... (in my blog)
You know - the way I am - can be likened to a bomb ready to explode. Unstable. There's just so much pent-up frustration that I want to release!
Ok, maybe not a lot. I've been having a lot of bad dreams lately... I dreamt that I was running away from terrible things.
There's a reason why I stay away from the computer at night. My brother has HIS computer in the same room, air-conditioned. I'm just... IT'S SUCH A TORMENT!
and I'm not whining now... I'm so submissive You know earplugs won't help. I don't know - I'm not sure... :(
During night-time, my 19 year-old brother keeps forcing me to hear the J-Pop I DON'T WANT TO HEAR. It is only toleration now, anyway, since my brother is out working (NS) in the day. Arrgh. I'm GONE! I'm getting out OF THIS ROOM.
---#####23/5#########---MINDLESS-DRIVEL---
Haix... being the younger brother always causes me to give way... *sigh!* It can't be helped. Have you ever wanted an INSENSITIVE BROTHER in YOUR LIFE? I wonder at all the things I've done for him that have gone unappreciated. His infectious poor attitude towards his family... Bad manners... He's a person you want out of your house.
I'll just say it once - he's a damn bully!! I DON'T LIKE HIS WAY OF RUNNING THINGS!
For once, I am not holding back... (in my blog)
You know - the way I am - can be likened to a bomb ready to explode. Unstable. There's just so much pent-up frustration that I want to release!
Ok, maybe not a lot. I've been having a lot of bad dreams lately... I dreamt that I was running away from terrible things.
There's a reason why I stay away from the computer at night. My brother has HIS computer in the same room, air-conditioned. I'm just... IT'S SUCH A TORMENT!
and I'm not whining now... I'm so submissive You know earplugs won't help. I don't know - I'm not sure... :(
Saturday, May 15, 2004
Hong Kong
... just some brief facts...
is a big congested city.
We stayed for 4 days in Kowloon Island. This was from April 30 - May 3.
The 3 star hotel (Dorsett Seaview) room was small. It did not live up to its name as I could not view anything such as a sea?
The new Hong Kong International Airport was marvellous. It brings Changi Airport to shame :) The toilets have automated-taps and soap-dispensers...
I had a great time shopping there. It wouldn't be good if you did not understand Cantonese.
is a big congested city.
We stayed for 4 days in Kowloon Island. This was from April 30 - May 3.
The 3 star hotel (Dorsett Seaview) room was small. It did not live up to its name as I could not view anything such as a sea?
The new Hong Kong International Airport was marvellous. It brings Changi Airport to shame :) The toilets have automated-taps and soap-dispensers...
I had a great time shopping there. It wouldn't be good if you did not understand Cantonese.
Thursday, May 13, 2004
Master and Commander (the Far Side of the World)
I have been an avid VCD watcher.
I have also bought "E.T. 20th Anniversary Enchanced Edition" VCD. In fact, my father's newly bought DVD player has given rise to this. He has bought some Chinese Drama Serials before me. One of this was: "Eloquent Ji Xiao Lan." It is about a court official - Ji Xiao Lan - in the Qing Dynasty. Unlike other aides, he is not a sycophant. He is the best scholar of his time and the Emperor appoints him to fight corruption... This show is blatantly humorous. If you doubt me, here's a BETTER REVIEW instead...
Master and Commander is an adventure story about a British Captain and how he got around the Far Side of the World (South America). The plot is simple. When Napoleon conquered Europe, H.M.S. (Her Majesty's Ship) 'Surprise' has to search and capture the French ship 'Acheron' on the Atlantic Ocean. This is a great thrill ride!
I have also bought "E.T. 20th Anniversary Enchanced Edition" VCD. In fact, my father's newly bought DVD player has given rise to this. He has bought some Chinese Drama Serials before me. One of this was: "Eloquent Ji Xiao Lan." It is about a court official - Ji Xiao Lan - in the Qing Dynasty. Unlike other aides, he is not a sycophant. He is the best scholar of his time and the Emperor appoints him to fight corruption... This show is blatantly humorous. If you doubt me, here's a BETTER REVIEW instead...
Master and Commander is an adventure story about a British Captain and how he got around the Far Side of the World (South America). The plot is simple. When Napoleon conquered Europe, H.M.S. (Her Majesty's Ship) 'Surprise' has to search and capture the French ship 'Acheron' on the Atlantic Ocean. This is a great thrill ride!
Saturday, May 08, 2004
I killed a COCKROACH
... today, with insect spray. I'm fearful of cockroaches. These are nasty black things with a hard shell. They have survived on earth for over 340 Million Years... (see article: Cockroach Info From Y2K Commission)
It crept out in the open - on the kitchen floor - as if mocking me. After spraying a cockroach, it might not die instantly. In fact, it's almost bulletproof. I suggest spraying it spot on, or the tricksy little creatures will escape!
After the initial spray, the cockroach had crawled back slowly into the nearby hole in the kitchen wall. I sat around and waited. Anxious not to let the cockroach escape, I fired a lethal dose into the hole. I retreated to watch.
It crawled out again! The lethal dose got him. This was a victory and I left the scene of my crime. I revisited it a minute later to gloat over my success. The cockroach had crawled away! This was more than 2 metres from where I last saw it. It was upturned. Probably it was going crazy with the drug.
It struggled with vengeance as it saw me coming close. I recoiled when I saw it. I'm no less sympathetic. I tried to get away from the cockroach in the event that it might be playing dead and will take off, flying after me. It is after all, capable of such wicked deeds! I've seen such things before! I left the area to breathe some fresh air.
When I got back after a while, the cockroach had moved again - I blinked in disbelief - about one metre from it's previous position! A dose of fear crept up my shoulder. It was not dead yet - only upturned. I summoned the courage to finish it. I took up the spray can where I left it. I approached the struggling insect cautiously with a malicious intent. The first time around, I missed. There was a number of times - until I'm sure it took direct hit. Even then you must allow time for it to die. The sight of the legs clawing into air filled me with immeasurable guilt. (I supressed an evil laugh.) It was difficult to confront.
Yes, this is a confession! I admit that killing a cockroach isn't easy to me. It ain't anything to be proud of - it's a weakness! (Why am I even noting down these things?) My policy of confrontation! o.O I'm done for.
It crept out in the open - on the kitchen floor - as if mocking me. After spraying a cockroach, it might not die instantly. In fact, it's almost bulletproof. I suggest spraying it spot on, or the tricksy little creatures will escape!
After the initial spray, the cockroach had crawled back slowly into the nearby hole in the kitchen wall. I sat around and waited. Anxious not to let the cockroach escape, I fired a lethal dose into the hole. I retreated to watch.
It crawled out again! The lethal dose got him. This was a victory and I left the scene of my crime. I revisited it a minute later to gloat over my success. The cockroach had crawled away! This was more than 2 metres from where I last saw it. It was upturned. Probably it was going crazy with the drug.
It struggled with vengeance as it saw me coming close. I recoiled when I saw it. I'm no less sympathetic. I tried to get away from the cockroach in the event that it might be playing dead and will take off, flying after me. It is after all, capable of such wicked deeds! I've seen such things before! I left the area to breathe some fresh air.
When I got back after a while, the cockroach had moved again - I blinked in disbelief - about one metre from it's previous position! A dose of fear crept up my shoulder. It was not dead yet - only upturned. I summoned the courage to finish it. I took up the spray can where I left it. I approached the struggling insect cautiously with a malicious intent. The first time around, I missed. There was a number of times - until I'm sure it took direct hit. Even then you must allow time for it to die. The sight of the legs clawing into air filled me with immeasurable guilt. (I supressed an evil laugh.) It was difficult to confront.
Yes, this is a confession! I admit that killing a cockroach isn't easy to me. It ain't anything to be proud of - it's a weakness! (Why am I even noting down these things?) My policy of confrontation! o.O I'm done for.
Thursday, May 06, 2004
Hong Kong was fun! Shopping and eating! I do not intend to write a detailed tour guide here. There's too much ground to cover. :P
Expect a proper post by Saturday. ^o^'''
---#####7/5#########---FROM-THE-TOME-OF-NIGHTMARES---
CONFRONTATION
How is it when you can't write something - you say it's too boring - but in actual sense you're avoiding from it. When it seems as if "why bother?" the thing lingers on in your mind... You can't erase the experience... Not as serious as the trauma of alien abduction... but it's something you're trying to escape from, experiences you're trying to forget... they re-enact in your mind. They steal your sleep, bringing you to the edge of your sanity... I look over the edge into darkness and see images appear, voices emanating from within. Can I really forget? @_@
| Radiohead - Knives Out. | "Look into my eyes... I'm not coming back."
Expect a proper post by Saturday. ^o^'''
---#####7/5#########---FROM-THE-TOME-OF-NIGHTMARES---
CONFRONTATION
How is it when you can't write something - you say it's too boring - but in actual sense you're avoiding from it. When it seems as if "why bother?" the thing lingers on in your mind... You can't erase the experience... Not as serious as the trauma of alien abduction... but it's something you're trying to escape from, experiences you're trying to forget... they re-enact in your mind. They steal your sleep, bringing you to the edge of your sanity... I look over the edge into darkness and see images appear, voices emanating from within. Can I really forget? @_@
| Radiohead - Knives Out. | "Look into my eyes... I'm not coming back."
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