The Hell-gates are open...

Feel that chill up your spine? 'Seventh-month' is here!

(Author's Note: I wanted to post this yesterday, but I encountered problems accessing my blog. It seemed as if ghosts have taken over the internet... *o* "" )

Walk in...

It must be the smell of incense in the air. As the locals probably know, the 'seventh-month' on the Chinese Lunar Calendar is the Hungry Ghost's Festival, a custom followed by the chinese for many centuries.

Day 1
*Wah liao eh! I was walking home, when suddenly I saw a figure draped in a white cloth drifting pass me... Shit!!
(Just kidding... But those kids with 'heelys' (shoes with a rubber wheel at the heel) can emulate the 'floating' effect)

*Hokkien exclamation
:)

In reality, I was walking home - approaching my flat in the middle of the housing estate when - shit - a piece of burning incense came from nowhere, almost flew into my eye! I recovered from my initial shock and painfully, continued walking with increasing caution. When I left the common corridor, I saw a few traditional, tiny round biscuits (which I often indulged in as a child) being left out in the open, on the grass for the spirits. They were placed in a plastic wrapper beside the red, burning candles and the red wax. Thus I inferred that they must be offerings.

Unable to contain my amusement, I crossed over to the communal garden and fountain - smack - right in the centre of the housing estate. Birds (pigeons, mynas and crows) would often drink their fill there. I SAW a single DEAD FISH placed over the edge of the footpath, with nasty flies congregating around it. I was thinking that people have really gone too far with the economical upturn, treating our *good brothers, 'hao xiong di' so well this season.


Today is Day 2.

I had a (cold) choir today. I met April at the canteen. It feels great to have friends around to talk to, even once in a while. :)

How to?

Ever since I got into Polytechnic, I found out that MY time is not quite my own...

Instead, it is for sharing with the rest of your classmates - or you'll risk getting outcast.

Time is something - an entity - that I have to conquer... to win over, on my side...

Somewhere in between playing Alien Scum, an arcade flying-ship shooter, on my handphone (Sony Ericsson 230), and trying to read - spilling my eyes over - a textbook on a jerking bus; I wonder where did it all go. Perhaps I spent too MUCH time looking outside the window, or looking at girls...

Nah. It all comes down to the management of time.

* * *

I was wondering whether I might be spending too much money on transport. I live in '...', I tell my friends. I change from bus to MRT and back to bus again at the interchange - in a single trip.

"Then why did you come to TP?" came the crushing reply.

Self-Evaluation.

This is test week. :'(

Before AND after the paper, I DO feel an onslaught of stress.

Partially due to the Communication Skills Essay I rushed through in 5 hours. I also shut myself away from others since the last week for my self-study.

This self-study kills! Very reminiscent of my O'Levels. I should have got into a study group in the first place. I picture myself in the future, all-powerful but not happy, without a supporting backbone of friends...
What use is this?

This would mean a gradual adjustment to the way of doing things.

I must try to make more friends!

Drastic changes are way out.

today

ELF stands for Experiental Learning Facilitators.
 
Basic commands from belaying school are demonstrated below:
(Climber is denoted by 'C', Belayer is denoted by 'B')
 
C: Am I on belay?
B: Yes/No.
 
B: Belay On.
C: That's me. (Too tight?)
 
C: Ready to climb?
B: Climb On.
 
Go try out a CCA.
Got to know a new friend today.

Streetwise Run 2004 (Youth Day)

Last week I participated in the 2004 Streetwise Run.

I was silly enough to have participated alone. It cost me $10 and one valuable afternoon of revision.

I was all alone... No friends.

But, hmm... I saw a girl in a VJC P.E. T-Shirt, alone, doing stretching exercises faithfully. With the intention of making friends, I stayed near her. At the starting line, just before the Community Run started at 4.15 pm, I mustered just enough courage to say, "hi".

I felt stupid, but I got a reply. That was all I got.

After the initial sprint, the sun's rays piercing my skin after cool rainy weather, I felt faint and exhausted. I jogged backwards to see the distance between me and the next runner. I was also psychologically defeated - "Community run... No prizes! No competition! Why try so hard?" Instead, I could pace myself with that girl behind me... I started to take rests - e v e r y - now - and - then. Many younger runners overtook me, but I thought: "what's the point?" =)

At the midpoint, I remember an arm stretching out to hand me a rubber band tag (a piece of paper stapled onto it) to indicate 5km run.

I was walking 400 metres before the finishing line, when I heard a bystander call out, "slacker!" Hahaha... I was so happy he recognised me. I smiled and raised my hands in acknowledgement! I ran from there. I felt so bad about overtaking two young boys with ease, at the finishing line.

When I caught my breath, I found the drinks station (canned H-TWO O) and handed one to the glowing VJC girl. I tried to act-cool for half-an-hour, walking around, but I must have looked pretty dumb - haha. A little boy asked me for directions to get the drinks.

That girl found her friends - schoolmates (a group of them). I didn't get to know her name. I blew my chance.

Geesh. What a waste.

I've Got a Sister!!

no lah, not really... but as in god-sis! I'm so happy and proud of her... ^_^

Haha... I'm not saying who she is. (psst.. she's SHANYU-MEI)

How do I feel? Tommy in the Rugrats: "YOU'VE GOT SOME RESPONSIBILITY NOW..."

"sponsitility?" o.O

ok i know i'm lame...