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Monday, June 26, 2006

Today.. it is school reopen day. The feeling around the school is very mutual. Very sad, very gloomy. Who wouldn't, after 1 month of holiday.(maybe some "weird" ppl)

Went down for assembly, realised that my hair is still, brownish. Then... teacher saw it..

Went to me, and asked me to go spray it tomorrow. I was thinking, God Bless. Then out of the PA system, I heard fatal words,"We're gonna check your hair today".

Of course, I got caught in the midst of it. Mr Tanah(his hair is fake, and dyed, what an irony) took our student passes, as an "insurance", to make sure we come back after dying. He told us to go out of school and find a way to dye back our hair. So I went along with 2 strangers, a sec 1 and a sec 3. Along the way I knew more about them. What a weird way to know more people.

Went to D&T block toilet to dye back hair. Really really dirty and smelly.

11am reported back duly to Tanah, only to find him missing. It's really difficult to find someone of his stature missing. He has such a large surface area *wink* . Then Madam Lau came, telling the sec 1 guy and me that we have to get a haircut A.S.A.P. I was thinking, wtf, I just dyed back my hair which was black, then I have to go for a haircut now? Luckily, she tells us to go back and cut our hair with who we wanted to, and report back to her the next day. Feels so much like a Police State School.

Then, went to hairdresser, found it not open. No other choice, went to the posher hairdresser. She cuts it very well. I like it much, not sure what criticism I will receive the next day though.

Fell asleep the moment I hit my bed. Called ZY stupid gal.


That's all folks

Good Night.

SiYuan at 11:11 PM

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Who is seriously disillusional.

Let's start at it. Since young, let's call that cousin Y^2. has given me plenty of trouble and beef. Everytime something wrong happened, regardless of who the criminal was, Y^2 would point the finger at me, and I would get spanked like crazy. Y^2 also has a certain penchant of crying the first moment something isnt going her way. And guess what, the outcome is the same as the first. This thing, I have tolerated for years, but sometimes the dam has to break.

Y^2 speaks of ambition that lasts 3 seconds, passion that lasts for 5, and dreams that lasts for 7(quite a record!) Y^2 must have a mirror that seems to show otherwise, because she is always speaking of things like being a model, or stuff like that. I wasn't gonna give her the wet blanket, so I always kept silent. How I wish I could shut her up one day. Thus, I always dread the moment she came. I guess Lady Luck must be really really really smirking at me. Because recently due to some internal strifes, she has moved in. Temporaily.(God bless)

Not surprisingly, she still talks about her DAP(dreamambitionpassion), which I had a way to shut her up, but shutting the door at her face, or playing my way to shit at the games. Else what can I do? Luckily she gets my message slightly, and doesnt bother me anymore. But.. having to live with her for time to come.., if Y^2 was only 1/2 like his brother.

For Y^2, her evolution cycle has gone a wrong way.

Anyway.

That's all folks

Good Night.

SiYuan at 10:38 PM

Friday, June 23, 2006

I am in a serious dilemna because of it.

Stupid thing to be in a dilemna.


My cousin has moved in temporaily because of some internal rifts in his family, which I shan't touch on as it is as grave as being racist.

School is reopening soon. I felt as if I hasn't had a holiday at all.



Played Battlefront, StarWars just now.

Got thrashed by the AI at mission 6. Darn.

Then found lotsa items at MapleSEA.

Tomorrow is 23rd June. The day where they would dish out the 12hr 2x stackable experince.

And I am going for training.

Darnit.


Anyway.

That's all folks

Good night

SiYuan at 12:29 AM

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Weirdly, I felt seemingly depressed the first moment I stepped out of bed. Asked if anyone wants to go to Davis Guitar, no one did. Thats' a first blow.

Feeling seemingly depressed^2, I headed to metacafe.com, hoping to find some comedy. In the end I found some Criss Angel freakish magic tricks, that got me shiver. Then I headed over to a site which explains stuff that should be left unexplained. Ghosts, horror stories, true horror stories, true ghost stories.
As someone who is really afraid of such things, it is really a blow again to my mind. I've been going on strong for a long time. I don't know if I'm overreacting to small things (oh my god, I'm turning into a girl).

In addition, we didn't have much of a conversation as well. Is she trying to avoid me?

Well, I dont' know.


I had some really satanic thoughts during 3:03 pm. Got myself looking bad. She left shortly. I think I'm right. Either I'm overreacting or.. Well, this stuff just drives people crazy.


Anyway, here's lyrics to a certain song. Shouldn't be hard to guess anyway.


My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I..
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..

1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background
2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

{Chorus: Dido}

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be together too

{Chorus: Dido}

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; {*screaming*} Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out?
{*car tires squeal*} {*CRASH*}
.. {*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*}

{Chorus: Dido}

[Eminem]
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
and here's an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn!


SiYuan at 3:14 PM

Monday, June 12, 2006

As title states, I have just hit lvl 60 in MapleSEA. Yes, a pretty lame game. But the sense of achievement is huge.


I have this neck injury, after going with BH to the St Wilfred Sports Complex for the second time, I was fouled so hard by this man, who obviously doesnt' know much about football. He pushed me so hard, I hit the ground so fast, my head riocheted. Obviously the neck muscles doesnt like that action much.


I'm still not sure whether to go to ISA training today. Pretty tiring leh.


Anyway, will update soon.

SiYuan at 9:18 AM

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Woke up at 11, due to the ever ringing phone, caused by Zhi Wei, who kept ringing me. Havent I already sent a sms saying I'm not going.. -.-

Then my phone went missing.


Anyway, 2pm, and she is still missing. Where's my lunch! 3pm. Im slightly worried, my training starts at 5pm, and it's far away. 3.50, she's not back yet!

Finally she had the sense to come back at 4, which by then I already had cup noodles and leaving.Saw Henry and Girlfriend. Both smiled at me, saying, " good player.. good player".

Had some shooting there, Bakheri scolded at me, for hitting the ball the wrong way. Yes, I know I suck at shooting, but he made me do 10 pushups(JD had the sense to mimick him, causing himself 10 pushups. Lol) and hit the ball to the other side of the field, and asked me to hit it back. DAMN Man. Another 10 pushups. Then he said something about going to teach me about shooting, but never did anyway.

Naplah made us run 3 rounds. Again I led all of them^^ At the last round Naplah said to run as fast as you can, JD made a sprint start over me, we were so into chasing each other, that the rest of the gang is like.. 100m behind us.

Then the torturing drills began. I know it's for my own good, but it's far too tiring. I nearly had the idea of giving up football, then I remembered the beautiful game and changed my mind.

A small game later on, I got to left winger first, that son of a german ass went there as well, and Ismail gave him the spot. He told me to play centre midfield! Damn! I was pratically chasing the ball, as I didnt know how to play well from Centre. Afraid to lose the ball all the time. I went back to Goupet, and changed with him. Then I became a Central Defender. Easier to play, less chances to screw up. But if you did, the consequences are big. I have to say, with Henry as a sweeper, there's nothing to do, really.

I had a really bad game. Now it's not hopeful that I can get a game this weekend.

Have to say, that high headed bastard hadn't given me back my money. He thinks he is the best footballer in the world and everyone else is just nothing. I'd give him a serious beating if Law allows.
That's all folks

Good night

SiYuan at 2:57 AM

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Honestly, I cannot remember which side of the bed I woke up to today.

Weirdly, my bed has only one side. Lol. Anyway, switched on the comp. Played an hour of Maple Story. Played another hour. Played another hour. My breakfast is not back yet. Played another hour. My lunchtime is here, but there's no lunch. I had to go on empty stomached for 4 hrs, then she came back.

Finally, Sirloin Steak! Though abit hard to chew, it contains 39g of protein. That's a hell lot. Then I just waited for time to die off. SMSed my cousin, ith reply that he's coming soon. Soon is 2 hrs later.

Went into his new car, a Honda Civic. Pretty nice, typical Singaporean Car. Frederick was his usual self, slightly crazy. Would not let me touch the remote when Mr Bean and Power Rangers were on TV. Well, he would go crazy when I touched the Soccer Ball. My Cousin, let him be BH.

BH and I waited for his neighbour, which was going to the "St. Wilfred" Complex to play soccer with us. For Hours. Until BH realized his neighbour went to Hong Kong -.-

We reached the complex quickly. At first I saw 2 groups of 11 men each warming up, wearing the same jerseys. I asked BH whether we are playing that. Luckily he said not. I would have died of excitement if we did. It was the smaller field, artifical grass. Hurts like fuck. Pardon the vulgarity.

Played my first time there. Wasnt very steady. BH is a good last man. I had much opportunities, but chose to pass. Then I decided to be selfish, as they kept calling me to score. I dribbled past 1, and shot the ball. I scored! Against the veterans! I was so glad, I kissed my finger and pointed to God.

The next game, we lost. As I had to stumble out, due to the fact that my studs were too high to play on Artificial Grass. The Indian guy went up to me and said, " Oi, you shouldn't have gone out. You go out we lose."

Then I went to the toilet and "shat". Came back my team played without me. Oh wells, I have to join another team.

I never performed well in the other team, often stumbling, and never tried to hold for too long. I guess Im just not good enough. The last game came, I was playing against BH.

It was a tight match, I ran the entire game. In the dying seconds, the floodlights were switched off. My dear new soccer pal, let's call him Guy in Pinky Blue, ran up, layed the ball for me, and I hit it straight home. Cheered of course, then I had to leave.

BH's friend came up to me and asked me to train my right leg, it is visible I have a problem with my right, as I always slanted my body to accodomate my left. The fucking traffic police came, I had to sit in the car for 1/2 hr, so that they wont give summons. Fuck the LTA.

Went home, no one messaged me. Damn! Zhi Wei has asked me to go Escape.. Hmm.. I dont really think so, I have soccer tomorrow. Darn. Unless.. of course.. you know.. Fill in the blanks yourself.

Anyway... stop reading now ....













PS:WN: Help me asked what you asked a week ago.


That's all folks.

Good night

SiYuan at 11:46 PM

Today has seriously registered a new low in my life.

A new boring low.

Registered in the patented Boredom Scale, I reached a 10.1.

There wasnt much to talk about today. Woke up at 8am. Wanted to go gym. Again my other mind tells me to put my lazy ass back to bed. I did. It is not until 11am that I decided to wake up. Weirdly, other than my RedCafe friends, my forever AFK classmates, Maple friends, and some outside friends, the only ones available for talking are, Pork, ZY, Wanni, Hui Ting, Feng Rong. All from 2e5. O.O

That article might be true. Coincedences happen daily, whether you like it or not.

Anyway, should anyone from 2e-2t read this blog, and happen to participate in the Be Yourself Day Competition, please leave a message to ZY.

Mid-afternoon was a crisis. I played 2 hours of Maple Story. Watched The Terminal

It is a fantastic show. Tom Hanks at his worst, still beats Tom Cruise at his best. Haha.

Then the boredom began. I had everyone to talk to. But it's really hard to start a conversation with anyone of them, without feeling deep in the brain that you are bothering them a lot. So, I just sat on my chair, and stared at the screen.

Juggled, played some maple, talked to people. In this repeating cycle.

One of the most interesting talk today, was made to Hui Ting(2e5). I finally obtained the rights to call her "Ronaldinho", much to her dismay. Though I tricked her (evil me :) ), and however, she has forgotten her side of the bargain. No doubt I wont be in a hurry to remind her.

I am currently wetting myself thinking about tomorrow. I'm playing with the veterans, a 8v8 match at a school, with my cousin. Time to show those old man, Speed is everything. Haha.

That's all folks. I hope to have a day more interesting tomorrow. Will I ever be able to reveal my true intentions??

Good Night.

SiYuan at 12:32 AM