Tuesday, June 27, 2006
hallo! so we's finally gots backs to school todays. not so bad lah haha actually was quite excited at meeting new teachers.
tot today can meet at least two but knn lah new timetable only meet physics teacher today. but not bad sia haha mr soon quite nice. and hes damn joker also haha. not bad not bad...
n he draw penguin also damn good haha.
hmm...dowan to talk so much lah nabeh today supposed to go national training one KNN lah...
hmm wat else...
oh yah.
my english damn lan already ))):
sad lah couldnt even find the right word to describe my abbs
non existent too simple alr.
negligible? not sure it its the right word to use anot.
wah lao ey...
must start reading already.
and stop talking to people who introduce words like kuku into my language -.-
- wah-slau-eh!
wah lao today quite mixed day haha. woke up almost late XD den my uncle was screaming at me haha. den had to go ri to pick up fence balls from the library toilet for training and it wasnt there! and i was like OMG WTF??
den i went back to the car and started ranting haha...so scary man i tot i lost it. den i went there and chew told me that the c div took already -.- wah lao damn heng sia haha. today the braddell field was like SHIT! hear me anot...
IT WAS LIKE SHIT!
my white boots became MUD BOOTS! wah lao.
oh yah.
i had to walk to caltex two times in less than an hour to go toilet. seriously lah kns damn lousy ok there has like no freaking toilets at all lah wtf.
oh yah...sidetrack abit if you know who you are its seriously damn scary to get this kind of sms lah. haha den i feel damn bad cos i wasnt there to cheer you up when you needed to be cheered up den i feel like some damn lousy friend wah lao must leave my phone on and hope it doesnt die on me man sorry lah.. ))):
anyway training today not bad lah haha but i got thrown out by sec 1 XD haha...so embarassing. and the stupid fat guy...tmd knnbccb...hate him sia.
kern and i were throwing the flag around ala javelin style den we put down alr den after 10 minutes we hear some crazy idiot shouting at us. den knn he come confisticate our ezlink...haha den kern kept insulting him XD...
kern was like haha this guy stupid one lah cannot write down our ic number cos he dunno how to write english hahaha!
den after dat before we went back to collect from him he was like aiyah that guy damn idiot lah somemore so fat i mean if he look good then not so bad lah XD...
i think kern wants to be gay lor haha...
chionged finished chinese alr!
and im damn happy cos im going back for national training! yay!
wah lao stupid i dowan to be so malu anymore lah everytime hang around damn pro people like you-know-who...den i like amount to nothing liddat kns lah next yea ri going sea games man i dun care.
coach was like oh you need to start going for nats trng cos they got not enough catchers. den i was like YAY! haha good!
:D
see me at sea games man.
then this year they going japan somemore! if can make it SHIOK arh pon school sia. den can laugh at ______ cos I ALSO CAN PON SCHOOL HAHA U PON IN AUGUST I GET IN PON SOME OTHER TIME NYEH :D
dun even noe whether the person comes here to read anot XD...
hmm wat else...
OH YA!
MEWWILL! LINA GOT SEC 2 BOYFRIEND ALREADY LAH HAHA! XD
- wah-slau-eh!
Sunday, June 25, 2006
absolutely NOTHING to do now, so i shall entertain myself with some boring old poetry. well if you have me on msn you'd have known that my personal message is (interestingly and maybe somewhat disturbingly):
no matter how much you dao me on MSN,
i'll still love you to the very end
(-insert a random stab at a famous poet, or compliments to myself-)
well that has to be the best shot i've ever had at poetry.
well what is poetry anyway? ever since secondary school i've had a whole new point of view on it. gone were the days where i used to sit down, pull out a book on poetry (by some random children's author, no less) and read about how a circle met a triangle. random yes, but at least it rhymed, and that was all i thought there was to poetry.
rhyming.
i included a few self-styled pieces in my primary school cap portfolio (yes the one merrill, jia hong, moose, gabriel and DAVID CRAWSHAW YUCK! went to), thinking that HEY maybe i could make it on the big stage one day.
then came secondary school. then came deep, inner meanings. then came imagery, the complication of language...the stuff that can be HIDDEN behind a wall of words that APPARENTLY mean something but when you write it down you find that it's total and utter RUBBISH! (the big fat zero and the hurting comments by a certain teacher about how you were able to make it past sec 1 with this kind of work stabs and tears at the piece of flesh you call your heart.)
now, i toil and pull my hair whenever i see a piece of work with the word 'poetry' in any part of its title. i groan and moan, proceed to analyse, attempt to dig my way through the outermost layer, and get a peek into what the author is really trying to say (or to put it simply, what the answer key states is the correct answer). yes i know my view may be somewhat warped and a little directed more towards the issue of marks and gpas but isnt that all that matters here in ri?
gpas, 4.0, samuel lim, paul tern, daniel chew...the list goes on (and maybe i should even have included a member of the human anatomy in it. hint: his name rhymes with scrotum). sometimes i doubt the actual intelligence of these people, whether it's just becuase they actually know all this stuff through reading, or whether it comes across naturally for them. i'm not trying to say that im smart, just posing the question: what would you do if you had a poem put it front of you?
would they go about the same process that i have chosen? will they take the same steps as i take? or will they follow in the footsteps of that guy at one itinery in the cap camp (whose name i have so nonchalently chosen to forget), and find a picture hidden in the poem's grammar?
poetry never fails to stun me. pour example, take a look at this poem by wordsworth:
DEAR native regions, I foretell,
From what I feel at this farewell,
That, wheresoe'er my steps may tend,
And whensoe'er my course shall end,
If in that hour a single tie
Survive of local sympathy,
My soul will cast the backward view,
The longing look alone on you.
Thus, while the Sun sinks down to rest
Far in the regions of the west,
Though to the vale no parting beam
Be given, not one memorial gleam,
A lingering light he fondly throws
On the dear hills where first he rose.
so this is a poem?
and what about this one:
“ARE YOU DARK? OR VERY LIGHT?” Revelation came.
“You mean – like plain or milk chocolate?”
Her assent was clinical, crushing in its light
Impersonality. Rapidly, wave-length adjusted,
I chose. “West African sepia” – and as afterthought,
“Down in my passport.” [...]
(From: Soyinka, Telephone Conversation)
O_O run-on lines now?? so what's the difference? just rhythm? just to speed up the reading? come on man you might as well just take one of the stories i've written and cut them up. or how about this?
why not i
type like this then? will
this make this
paragraph a poem
because i type and
present it like this?
-.- poetry is seriously complicated.
and dun tell me that's the beaty of poetry. ive had enough of peotry thankyewverymuch. even though i know that there will be more to come.
gawd is secondary poetry taking my love for writing away from me. DAMN oedipus. DAMN king lear. DAMN shakespeare. couldn't he have spoken more NORMALLY? instead of having us...WRING our hands and CRUMPLE up SHEET AFTER SHEET of FOOLSCAP PAPER TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT HE MEANS WHEN HE SAYS
SHALL I COMPARE THEE TO A SUMMER'S DAY?????poetry...it is the bane of my existence.
- wah-slau-eh!
Saturday, June 24, 2006
watched rv today (finally!) haha robbie williams is teh pro. and there was this linday lohan lookalike. abit fatter and not as many freckles (actually none at all lol!) wait i go check her name...
some joanna 'jojo' person haha.
NOT BAD lah the storyline haha. perfect 10 recommended it but i didnt really trust it then? like its PERFECT TEN? not really the station that you want to look to for movie recommendations haha!
joanna's like MOM somebody just parked a hideous rv infront of our house!...OMG it's your HUSBAND!
lol...and SOMEBODY wanted to sneak into scary movie instead -.- haha!
- wah-slau-eh!
| Your French Name is: |
Léon Leger |
just call me leyon lagger man!:D
- wah-slau-eh!
wah lao HOW can i be a barritone! i will NEVER EVER be a barritone ok! i shall always be a tenor you hear? ALWAYS AND FOREVER!!!
n i wan to play my drums )))): waaaaaaaaahhhhh )':
- wah-slau-eh!
Thursday, June 22, 2006
haha overslept today : P...so much for sleeping late and waking up early. anyway went to the gym at the community centre near my house and thankfully it was almost exactly the same as the bishan one haha!
sheesh but doing gym yourself can be quite scary cos you're like some wimpy guy in the middle of all those muscle-bound tough guys ready to rough you up or something liddat. sheesh.
im really losing my touch on yougotpenged. everyone's telling me that the posts are getting more stupid by the day (hey its supposed to be liddat isnt it?), and that sooner or later it will die, whether we like it or not. hey man i dun like it, especially since wewank and talkcocksummit can survive for so long then why not us?
and dun tell me wewank's posts are very intellectual either -.- its just a bunch of camwhoring retards who go around stripping down to their panties. haha i say that even though shouyee's like one of them and will obviously come bash me up if he ever finds his way here (stupid kern better not tell him). maybe it was the porn comic...
anyhoo i remember my obs post from earlier this year XD haha dug it out in all its heffalump glory....damn i wish i could still remember the heffalump song.
aiyah stupid post. damn random. im going to sleep now. byebeye!
- wah-slau-eh!
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
wah lao ytd was the cramps. and today? my foot is bruised -.- yes seriously totally completely bruised. nabeh whack on the bed so hard i almost cried wth.
den go training cannot run properly cannot walk properly...walk so guai until coach ask me whether my butt hurts -.- haha wah lao i limp also so funny meh?
and my batting is damn fu(king screwed up already. throws fielding NOT SO BAD lah but i need to get back the mentality to drive it down toward the ground! damn weird lah wth all the years i not leading divisions as a senior i all drive downwards den cannot lift to outfield. den when i not leading as senior i got problem already keep popping but never pop far enough. nabeh cannot make same mistake as last year.
today played friendly against c div. cb they fking piss me off okay. losing by so much still can talk like some ah beng liddat. not like their king of the world also right. den we talk is just to motivate to other team members only. at most we say (or i say) 'easy out' or wat...i dun use names i dun insult them i dun make fun of them. kns pooi i got damn pissed lah wtf. just as well tagged two people out at home and threw the most *diao* sec 1 out at two (Y) yea my throws coming along good sia.
really need to work on the psychological front for softball already. how to push each other to the limit, how to move spontaneously when a ball is hit in my direction, how to get rid of the fear of getting hit by the ball. see its weird man when i siam from the ball during warming up batting its cos i dun wear shin guards (wear for wat field in game also dun need wat got all dat armour). budden in the game in like oh fk pitch ball gna bounce better siam also. and im like there with all the bodyguard n wat shit n i try to do a lotus stop. can pull off its damn nice lah but most of the time cannot XD. haha. brian neh better improve lah dun pitch grounders to me -.-
thats why sometimes i wish i had a keefe as a pitcher XD. but not as showoff -.-
jibai den my baserunning today was bloody torture sia. run until almost limping. lucky i never get on base when i angry otherwise i slide the freaking balls out of the sec 2s. den game or no game on friday also got nobody to turn up haha.
dunno why my post today so informal o_O. haha later scared i freak out some people who come here like WAH slau suddenly type like some ah beng. well i got no more energy to mind my language lah fk. damn angsty.
i wanna win b div next year cb.
- wah-slau-eh!
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
wah lao my fking leg is just killing me. realised if it werent for all the stuff i had to do during the hols i'd probably have died of boredom or something. seriously no gym on gym day almost sucked all the breath out of me.
exactly how do people stone? according to whatever memory cells my brain possesses, i recall a newspaper article about a woman who died on the airplane cos she sat (stoning) for too long. HOW DO YOU STONE?
its like so many people answer with 'oh im stoning' when i ask them what they're doing. like yay? is it seriously that fun. i think maybe the teachers were really trying to do us some good by giving us holiday homework. but no, that's seriously not the way to do things. especially making us do filing during the hols. yea mr education minister. if you do google my name and find my blog, please freaking tell your bloody education minions to keep off our backs during the hols. we can find our own way to un-stone thankyewverymuch.
so after enduring three hours of pain while lying motionless in bed, i finally managed to get up at around 11 (i guess id have almost finished gym by then). going down the stairs took me 5 bleeding minutes. after which i entertained the question: what am i going to do now?
see, if i had gone for gym i would have been out shopping. but no...now i was stuck in home, motion-impaired, and on the verge of resorting to stoning. or surfing porn. but the second option, as discussed previously, would surely have taken my entire day away so...no out of the question.
well then it was homework time-.-
up til now.
and i'm glad to say i havent done anything yet.
why?
cos i was stoning :D.
and its seriously not bad time really flies while you stone. no wonder i dont complain when others say school is too long.
neways, im damn tired already. and my leg still feels weird. heck man...im going to sleep.
- wah-slau-eh!
who's the smart guy who created cramps? and why did he make them all come about so unexpectedly.
sorry guys couldn't go gym tdae. woke up screaming and after that my entire leg was numb. dunno why. hope i can make it 2moro.
- wah-slau-eh!
Sunday, June 18, 2006
oh yes, and to clarify about the post before the previous post, the rj team that participated in the nus open wasn't its strongest (of course, or they would have totally thrashed the combined schools team. or what's left of it). the rj team was made up of the j1s who didn't make the team, as well as a few sec 4s and 3s. so...
RJ HASN'T LOST IT MAN AND DUN FOR A MOMENT THNK THEY EVER WILL!
wish i could say the same thing for ri...
- wah-slau-eh!
funny how some things just don't turn out the way they should be. people borrow my comics for a laugh. well, not comics exactly. more like graphic novels. well they are truly a source of inspiration, and why not? stan lee is really the creative oldie that everybody should think he is (but most don't though. sad.)
well, this is an extract from the pages of 'batman: the greatest stories ever told'.
the story is 'death strikes at midnight and three' (seriously, i can't get over the terribly constructed titles), by dennis o'neil and w.m. rogers. and may i say that the colouring by bill wray is just fantastic. well, anyway here goes:
it is a monster sprawled along 25 miles of eastern seaboard, stirring and seething and ever-restless. eight million human beings live on streets that, if laid end-to-end, would stretch all the way to tokyo, crammed into thousands of neighbourhoods from the fire-gutted tenements of chancreville, where rats nestle in babies' bedclothes and grandmothers forage in garbage cans, to the penthouses of manor row, where the cost of a single meal served by liveried servants would support an immigrant family for a year. it is countless chambers and crannies and corners in bars, boats, houses, hotels, elevators, offices, theaters, shacks, tunnels, depots, shops, factories, restaurants, newsstands, hospitals, junkyards, cemeteries, buses, cars, trains, trams, bridges, docks, sewers, parks, jails, mortuaries - the shelters of living and dead, millionaries and bums, fiends and saints.
napoleaon's army would search for a lifetime and leave places unseen.
an exceptionally energetic investigator could visit the likely ones in months.brilliant. i'd be the happiest man on earth if i could write like that.
- wah-slau-eh!
Saturday, June 17, 2006
haha today nus open was pretty funny haha!
results (as they stand)
rj lost to combined schools 6-5
rj beat ngee ann poly 13-3 (or smething liddat)
rj beat ac alumni 9-4 (according to alvin)
the combined schools game was sooooo damn close man. wah lao could really have gone either way. and ken toh had to put kuang how in as a last minute resort to stop the rot XD. haha...but aston's throw is sick man. the dialoge during their warm-up fielding went something like this:
ken toh: throw home and come in! *hits the ball to centrefield*
aston: MINE!*catches ball and throw home. overthrows*
ken toh: ASTON! keep the ball down!
*muttered approval. ken toh hits the ball back in the same direction*
aston: MINE!*catches the ball and throws home*
andre's glove: PIAK!
sweet man...should have videod it ))):
haha the ngee ann match was...not bad lah. haha brian's pitches were all not reaching the plate XD. but there were a few good ones haha. and james' double play was damn sweet man, though i thought maybe the guy would have been able to get back to two faster.
haha and a typical conversation while we were having lunch:
merrill: aiyah slau's built-in food detector will lead us to the canteen lah.
okay wait...i dun think i'll post it here cos its...too sick haha.
*yawn* portugal v iran was damn boring sia but deco's goal was brilliant haha.
- wah-slau-eh!
Friday, June 16, 2006
well, a boring old post about what i did today.
friday now is like the only day when i can wake up late. mondays, wednesdays and saturdays are training days. tuesdays and thursdays are gym days, and sundays are church days. so...friday it is, and friday it was today. or still is at the moment. but how fast it will past. only...5 hrs left.
anyway i woke up at 10 (boring!) which was a really welcome change after waking up at 6+ the previous days and slping at 2 stoning at the com.
AND wat else could i have done except hit the xbox? or 360 to be mor specific. well realistically it was more of a combination of both, cos i got tired of getting owned at perfect dark zero by the special agents (yes fine i suck) and changed over to fifa 06. and podolski is srsly a cb. after chasing his signature for weeks he finally decides to sign for seville. COME ON man, how can a mediocre la liga team be more prestigious than arsenal? germans...you can never understand them.
project runway is getting real cool. but as someone on msn told me ytd (whose name i have nonchalently forgotten) it's really a bummer that we already know chloe's gonna win. though im interested to see how the heck she ousted daniel v and santino.
and im so happy to see both diana and marla ousted TOGETHER. how's that for killing two birds with one stone XD. even though i didnt really follow their challange that closely it was obvious their design was the lousiest. come on man how can they be better than santino and nick put together? (was it nick? i dunno i always confuse his name)
den i hit the libraries to find some books to read. or stuff to research on for re. its really getting on my nerves this year. though the three periods are quite a good idea. i could use a few free periods once in awhile :D.
borrowed a few more bone comics. but now they're all scattered all over the place in the order of which ive read them. (oh and btw if my sentences are getting really haphazard im listening to il divo now...so yea...) bone's like some really cool adventure thing mixed with loads of really rubbish funny stuff haha...
and marvel's really getting me confused...so jean grey's daughter becomes the new marvel girl? and scott falls in love with emma frost? wth i so totally forgot the name of the comic but i srsly need to go back to check it out. complicated man. that's why dc rocks cos they keep things simple. and i quite like the way they keep all the jsa issues in order chronologically. good thinking.
hmm...so now im blogging and uh...there's nus open 2moro! haha weirded out man go watch it at the nus field!
- wah-slau-eh!
Thursday, June 15, 2006
oh does etrigan DIG poetry or WHAT?
totally cool man this is like the one and only time poetry speaks to me XD...in an informal sort of way. who needs wordsworth when you gotta RHYMING DEMON right in your comic book?
quoted from
the obsidian age book 2"unleashed again the demon born!!burned with hatred, bile and scorn!what touble Blood, have ye now foundto justify ETRIGAN, lurking around?"*well some pointers to take note of: Blood is etrigan's human host. i could've gone one whole round telling you about how that happened but...i suppose it'd be easier for you (and me) if you just went to check out whateve there is on wikipedia. whether its correct or not...thats not my problem.
ANYWAY, shall we continue?
"could be, yon maiden of flaxon hair? there be foul powers at work in there!"*well here he's speaking to a naughty naughty evil sorceress called gamemnae who TOTALLY wants to like, conquer the earth. harsh man...then he fires this like mouth of acid-thingy at her which totally chards her skin. and they say the sun nowadays is dangerous...
"a quagmire? aye one fit to burst!with magic like that, i could do my worst!ironic, yes? the word on your lips?turning jason blood's ruse to an apocalypse?give o'er your secrets, to one your masterand i'll bring hell to earth that much faster."*at this point Faith cuts in and somehow uses her assets to convince the demon that'd he'd better off hiding in blood than facing off with the justice league just after kicking gamemnae's a**. women...what would we be without them...
"young lady fair, with my sould i hate thee...but your power and hist'ry do abate me."*aww...how cioote!
- wah-slau-eh!
oh heck since im thinking about it i might as well just get it over and done with...
WHAT is so good about manga??
people clamour for places in classes that teach them how to draw big-eyed characters with a nose that resembles a stroke in chinese characters! and the mouths...whats with that man they dont even have any lips!
and almost all of them would fail their hairchecks in their respective schools.
i dunno about them...but i feel that comics should be a realistic representation at least of the human anatomy. otherwise, its probably cheap art more for humour.
but look at the manga business! people actually splurge on that kind of thing! they turn it into collections...preposterous!
yes and i know many would beg to differ, and one of them is right there on the links page. and obviously they'd ask what's so good about western art anyway.
WELL if you would just take a look at the comics that marvel and dc churn out with such ease, and even crossovers like amalgam, they at least have everything in proportion. yeah gamemnae's mouth may look too big in obsidian age, and lobo may appear a little lidless in some episodes...but at least its not as DISTORTED as manga!
yeah there may be a few exceptions. there are a few dc artists that seriously get on my nerves by making their drawings too elaborate...sometimes as complicated as the storylines itself. but manga? there arent many exceptions seriously...in fact almost NO exceptions...all of them have similiar drawing styles and there is just no way to appreciate the diversity of the human minds that reside within these great...almost LEGENDARY artists!
grrrr...i dunno wat else to say but i dont think ive said enough...sheesh just OPEN your eyes and read a PROPER graphic novel wouldn't you?
- wah-slau-eh!
went on my first (and probably only one in a long long time) shopping spree today. and got so excited that i forgot to save twenty bucks for you-know-what-if-you're-the-person-who's-supposed-to-know. so sorry about that...
ANYWAY, it all started out with that trip to the gym. we had some time to kill so i suggested shopping! and daniel was like OKAY...and anyway -
ok cut to the crap what did i get...
see i took about 75 bucks there and spent all of it. seriously.
well my lunch was $4.50. and you so do not want to know what i ate...
den i crossed over to popular to humour myself with their pathetic collection of graphic novels. and omg they were going for just two dollars! like who'd be stupid enough to pass off on a deal THAT good? so yeah...another four bucks on two graphic novels and 5 on jack kirby's fourth world.
THEN it was over to converse where after some discussion and deliberation, i purchased a black deutsch-WHATEVER it is...shirt that was going for 33.90 with a 20% discount. and yes i know germany sucks but i felt the argentina was too...gawdy, shall we say?
that was where daniel and the rest except brain departed, and he suggested making our way over to city link, where we could check out the mph there and OMG i found part two of obsidian age! like WTF ive been looking for that for ages! so...got it for 20.
THEN i realised that i didnt have enough money for you-know-what...
sheesh..typical me.
- wah-slau-eh!
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
WELL, here i am FINALLY to say my piece about the cap camp. (yes i know it is kind of a continuation of the previous post but that one wasnt counted cos i watching spongebob. you know how idiotic yellow thingies have a way with me ;P) in a way that can be seen as some sort of an advantage because you (as in anyone who would even have an inkling about cap camp) would have read what other people have said about this camp, and now, you can hear MY version (which you would obviously take as the less formal one. everyone does that).
SO, (and if this seems rather disjointed from the previous paragraph it's because nothing from there was registered in my brain) it started out with me yelling at my mother as she drove through nus aimlessly trying to find eusoff hall (:. well we weren't late at all, but the place was so freaking big i certainly thought we would end up late. the only time i've been there was for the nus open and that was at the field, which is quite a distance from eusoff. yawn...see still thinking of softball even when i type this.
so uh, yeah i reached the hall on time and i uh...slacked around until we were told by pak to go register. so i uh...registered! (oh crap tell me i'm not spouting utter trash now...not this early into the post!) i went to my room, which seriously wasn't bad. i mean, it wasn't like...you know those stereotyped dorms that you see in thai horror movies (yes i know there's only one that comes to your mind but that one is more than enough for me thankyewverymuch).
uh...dumped our stuff...went back to the canteen (?) for orientation. uh...brandon...clarise...counsellors of grps 7 and 8. moi was in group 7 (you know i just realised that the number 7 keeps recurring in my life. like how my register number was 7 for the past two years and now its been replaced, no less, by gan. my jersey number is 7 x 2! XD) so after getting chased off by chu ting (who's the nygh catcher...i really should pay more attention during combined schools games...) we finally settled down where we started...and played games yay!
uh...games...im not really into games. and we almost got to play the yes no game too! ))):
let's see...what happened after that...OH opening ceremony! haha sebi really looked out of place...dress tres bien until the...shoes. haha and his fringe is still too long...oh and my prose has a long long way to go to be as good as his. come on...i dun even know the definition of schizophrenia offhand, much less the way it's spelt!
i just realised i spent hell of alot of time on the first half day. so we shall fast forward...to the plenary!
monsieur larry e smith (funy how french keeps forcing its way back into my language, even though i quit 6 months ago. screw off man stupid frenchies)...to put things simply, i slept through his talk on how he thought his office was his house or something liddat, and how i can one day call my dog my walking torture device (or something liddat. dun kill me). so yea...that's a plenary for you :)
uhm...hold on i'll get my schedule XD.
ok so accord(ian)ing to my schedule, after dinner came the performance workshop. poetry slam...(pour moi, that is)
I
HATE
POETRY
and nothing else on this earth is going to make me like it. so SOD OFF MAN POETRY SUCKS!!! i got FORCED INTO IT.
so when i got asked to write a stanza on the parent's perspective of their son spending too much money on his sms-es (ok my english is getting screwed), i churned out this:
whole day spend my own money
still think it's very funny
only know how to take my cash
my savings getting less and less.
HEY i cant help it right! im a PROSE person!
den was supper...and we went to sleep!
and oh man did i get freaked out. i got woken up by crickets, by creaks and groans in the night, my the rustling of the leaves, by the scraping sound that the watever material my blinds are made of make when they scratch against the walls...in short, i got woken up by everything and anything.
well...what else did i have to do other than go and disturb other people? well..yeah i went to wake zhi hao and choon hiang up XD...den when they refused to come out well...i went to shower. but not before making sure there were other people in the toilet of course XD. first time i was thankful for the existance of hwachong guys. (and NO i am NOT GAY. just SCARED of the freaking DARK DAMN YOU!)
-phew...glad the first day's over. just four more to go! or so it seems. my maths might be failing me now, but 5-1=4 doesnt it?
breakfast...then plenary number 2.
poetry analysis..oh HO HUM...
try telling your teacher that the star of david is hidden within your test poetry. she'll either call you a freak or a genius. nothing against jews here, i'm a christian myself and i'd say the same thing if you told me that the cross was hidden in this blog post that you're reading now.
i tried to think of a question man i seriously did!
okay, up til then i probably hadnt interacted much with anybody, except probably like gerald and kia wee (who i called hwachong cos i thought his name was kind of retarded). yea...first time for me, as my previous post has already illustrated.
den came WRITING WORKSHOP! YAY!
mon favourite movie: the creep!
mon least favourite movie: shutter.
really! well based on the fact that the creep did keep me up for 4 nights in a row (albeit for entirely the wrong reasons) it should be my favourite movie right! and shutter is totally forgettable trust me. and from what i hear the omen isnt that good either. but wth i won't be able to watch it anyways.
i srsly think mr woon totally owns man. yeah hes just damn freaking cool. hmm den we were like split into groups to brainstorm a number of ideas? and I WASNT THE ONE WHO THOUGHT OF THE INCEST-WITH-SURROGATE BABIES IDEA OKAY? just in case davina/yong hui EVER comes here...it WASNT ME! XP...
den was cap excursion...and it sucked so much i darent talk about it. i spent the whole time smsing and talking to gerald.
dinner...performance workshop.
quite a sucky day lah if you ask me...except for screenwriting with mr woon.
sleep...(this time with the lights on XD)
well that seemed shorter compared to the first day! does that mean i'm getting better at summary? well i couldnt get much worse anyway, judging from my 14/25 for ct...please man cut out the summaries!
plenary trois, on day trois, avec profesuer peter nazareth. BORING. lucky i didnt take prose...haha! den came screenwriting! yay!
srsly lah that's like the only thing i looked forward to for the entire duration of the camp? well today davina et yong hui et moi had to come up with a storyline for a play. well given that i had just read american dreams the day before, the idea of angels coming to earth and falling in love with earthly women was kinda stuck in my head...so yea my idea was about an angel coming to earth and uh...falling in love.
which then allows the devil a passage into heaven but not without the help of a treacherous angel who wishes to succeed where lucifer failed. cool huh? NOT man too cliched. and you wanna know davina's idea?
haha its damn damn pro for an idea thought up while they were going to the toilet XD...well according to my memory, yong hui saw the men's urinals in the mirror (poor positioning tsktsktsk) and they thought about what would happen when a girl saw a guy
and got forced to marry him?
haha so yea...typical boy meets girl girl falls in love with boy idea but HEY better than mine! (and no im not jealous...)
haha and you should have seen how the w00ner set it up man! fantastic! all the talk about patricia mok and the fei ji chang XD...and the negroe who believes in tradition! omg i have a loooooooong way to go hahaha!!!
well in the end we settle for louise's and retarded river vally boy's idea...about pandora's box sucking up all the evil in the world. haha really nice idea i mean...its quite cool if you ask me. (again justice league comes into play here cos of the seven sins...if you've read virtue and vice of course). THEN came the fun part!
we had to choose one of the seven sins and brainstorm about a world without it! and guess which one my group chose?
or rather I chose?
LUST
of course. XD...
and once again DAVINA came up with a BRILLIANT idea!
while i was busy thinking about how the porn industry would go bust...she said to herself (but loud enough for me to hear)
"then people would all go naked?
which is TRUE! XD...and you think im perverted-.- seetow would get OWNED man XD...
hmm...den was visual arts...batik painting...not much to say about that except that i suddenly turned super helpful then. wahahaha...
den performance workshop...poetry slam...reciting poetry...BORING...
oh yah. my poetry slam group...consisting of *drum roll*
2 hwachong boys: yiyonh ang nicholas. yiyong later became the mc so we kicked him out. (or I kicked him out)
kexin...some rg sec2 sftballer...(ed: due to unforseen circumstances, i have been asked to remove this piece of information. we at slauinsurance apologise for any inconveniances caused to the parties concerned and would gladly compensate in cash.)
kenneth...some ri sec 2 guy with thick specs.
yea and our poem was about handphones. no comment.
den we went to sleep...and ZHI HAO AND CHOON HIANG WOKE ME UP AT 530 AM ON THE ONLY DAY OF THE CAMP THAT I ACTUALLY MANAGED TO SLEEP PROPERLY!!! (*@(#*@!(*#)$@!!!
wah lao...but i wont hold grudges :D
den came SCREENWRITING AGAIN! yay! i love screenwriting. den we had to think of a storyline to go with the concept of the pandorra's box idea. and YES we should not play cards while we are supposed to do our work right madame ng? -.-
anyway my grp's story was smething like this...
there are two twins whose parents are famous explorers and one day they come back after having gone on a long long expedition and they've found pandorra's box! so one day one of the twins walks in on the parents arguing about how to use hte box, and the dad's all WE SHOULD GET RID OF THE SINS IN THE WORLD (swears) and the mother's like NOO BE SENSIBLE! (again stereotypes haha! but what would the world be without them...)
yea so anyway the parents get murdered and the twins are put under the care of foster parents who beat them and abuse them. and one day they get locked in the cellar where they chance upon a disguised pandorra's box and they use it against their foster parents.
so there's one twin who doesnt want to use it, and another one who wants to. but the one who wants to use it was hte one who walked in on his parents so its like mirroring the conflict that their parents had before (deep eh? WE thought of that ok?) ahah so...the inpulsive twin opens it against the wishes of the other sensible twin and yea theyre not affected by the box.
den in the end the impulsive twin goes around getting abck at all teh people who screwed up his life and the good twin finds out and tries to stop him and in the end he dies (tragic eh?) and yea...in the end what i (we) wanted to achieve was to show the difference between a world where there are no sins and the world we live in now. so stop complaining when your teacher gives you extra homework you naughty naughty person!
so yea in the end we heared all the ideas and the artist sat in for awhile.
den plenary4! with diana ferrus...boring. ok fine all plenaries are boring but can i help it? they should get w00ner to do a plenary!
den was the rehearsal of poetry which i cant tell you about cos u wont geddit. den was the get-together dinner!
HA you missed the chance of seeing me dress in long-sleeves black collared shirt with jeans man SUCKER. haha really posh and the food was nice haha...i challanged a hwachong guy to drinking pepsi. big mistake.
cos one, you'll need to pee after that.
and two, you get chest contractions. seriously!
haha and oh did i mention that someone mistook me for gerald cos we were wearing the exact same thing XD...
and yes, my dinner table!
kia wee(hwachong, another hwachong guy frm another grp, alina (some rg bballer), michelle (or gwen? i srsly have no idea), khairool (sme malay guy), yong hui (nygh girl frm screenwriting), some river vally girl and uh...no more i think.
and oh was our conversation enlightening :D
topic?
raffles scandals. think seng heng and you get the idea.
porn habits? how long it takes to efectively start and end your porn surfing time period. from turning on the com to making sure your pants (and you) don't smell of...milk, shall we say?
and many, many more XD.
den there was a really super cool performance by the hwachong guys XD...dots alina has it on her blog...
http://tinkerbell--.diaryland.com
dun kill me if i got it wrong.
den awwwwwwww dinner was over ))): went back for more poetry slam rehearsals den went to sleep.
pack bag...mentorship briefing...poetry slam...rehearsals...then closing ceremony.
my opinion on the acts are more or less the same, except for choon hiangs statement about dance.
either ALL the guys were gaping or NONE of them were. seriously.
if you didnt, den all of us didnt. if you didnt and all of us did, you're a freaking cross dresser. which means you're a girl. NYEH.
den blahblah went home sleep goodnight...
tomorrow got scrimage game against the sec 2s! hhaha!
and wah lao today i really got zonked at j8 man. i went there wanting to buy pants for myself...and ended up buying a bithday present for someone else instead. well whoever you are LUCKY YOU -.-
long post for today,in view of the inevitable death of this blog that will come sooner rather than later.
- wah-slau-eh!
doesn't anyone come here anymore? well no i guess. but wth why do i care. at least people are reading yougotpenged and that's good RIGHT?
been visiting a few blogs (what else do i have to do during the hols?) and like almost all the people who went for cap this year blogged about it. so what, am i supposed to follow the trend?
uh right...anyway can't really concentrate while watching spongebob. WELL i shall try my best!
i...frankly...stoned during the entire cap camp. unless you count dinner. and the screenwriting workshop. srsly...i havent stoned that long for so...long.
okay this is srsly going nowhere. it's all spongebob's fault!
*switches tv off*
argh...im going crazy. f-off and go read yougotpenged.
in short cap was fun but freaky okay?
period.
- wah-slau-eh!
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
why do i have this feeling that it was kern who tagged as reader?
ack anyway, today i went gym with some of the other softballers...and im like wth this is damn heavy. seriously. i got suanned by neo and (of course) merrill. but i can take it. i can take it. i can live it down. like i always have.
terribly unfit. or as certain people would say never fit at all anyway. cant believe ive deproved so much since the nationals. from getting two out against cat high to like...nothing now.
(and yes, i do hold that as my highest achievement so...yeah you can tell how pathetic its been so far for me)
i wonder why i'm so emotional now. why do i keep...thinking and blogging about things that never did cross my mind at all before?
izit because of you?
izit becuase...i have to wait for a postivie response from you everyday?
sometimes you say "ok, coming back soon."
but instead the only time i next see you is at night the next day.
do i dare declare the thoughts that race through my mind each time i think of the possibilities? what could have been if i had only -
nevermind.
nothing's changed.
probably nothing will.
but...obviously i'll try.
even if it may mean failing terribly in the process.
like i've done all the time before.
- wah-slau-eh!
Monday, June 05, 2006
yes, finally coming back to blog. doubt anybody actually comes here anymore anyway, so i can blog about whatever i want can't i?
well cap did open my eyes to alot of stuff. like, i'm a super big loser who can't converse with people who apparently appear more attractive physically. hell, during the camp i was a virtual nobody. i was like sitting there stoning and talking to gerald and laughing boy. haha was quite fun anyways but...back to the topic:
i seriously felt like slapping myself whenever i passed off the chance to talk to someone new. like when greg first turned to me and laughed at the notice he had stuck on his door, i could have chosen to reply with one of the super duper lame responses i come up with (in my head most of the time) instead of choosing to stone there at the door to my room until hee came to enjoy the atmosphere of cheap but engaging humour.
and wth! even people i already know were beyond me. it actually took like one day for ___ and me to...converse. pathetic seriously. and even then it was her who went like *points at handphone*. ok you dont geddit do you?
im a super loser freak who keeps to himself all the time. period.
and im bordering on hating myself.
well, considering that random person might just decide to search slauinsurance on google and come to this blog in like a one out of 100 chance, i shall choose to stop here, and well continue the rest in my mind which is at the moment chocked full to the brim with stuff that i was supposed to have cleared out months ago.
declarations? confessions? yes they make up a large part of that. relationships? commitments? goals? dreams? very very large part of that too.
and today, or yesterday, i went for the global day of prayer, and the pastor asked...what would YOU find if you digged down deep right into the very centre of your being?
me? i think it'd be rather screwed up at the very core.
- wah-slau-eh!
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
hallo! so we's finally gots backs to school todays. not so bad lah haha actually was quite excited at meeting new teachers.
tot today can meet at least two but knn lah new timetable only meet physics teacher today. but not bad sia haha mr soon quite nice. and hes damn joker also haha. not bad not bad...
n he draw penguin also damn good haha.
hmm...dowan to talk so much lah nabeh today supposed to go national training one KNN lah...
hmm wat else...
oh yah.
my english damn lan already ))):
sad lah couldnt even find the right word to describe my abbs
non existent too simple alr.
negligible? not sure it its the right word to use anot.
wah lao ey...
must start reading already.
and stop talking to people who introduce words like kuku into my language -.-
- wah-slau-eh!
wah lao today quite mixed day haha. woke up almost late XD den my uncle was screaming at me haha. den had to go ri to pick up fence balls from the library toilet for training and it wasnt there! and i was like OMG WTF??
den i went back to the car and started ranting haha...so scary man i tot i lost it. den i went there and chew told me that the c div took already -.- wah lao damn heng sia haha. today the braddell field was like SHIT! hear me anot...
IT WAS LIKE SHIT!
my white boots became MUD BOOTS! wah lao.
oh yah.
i had to walk to caltex two times in less than an hour to go toilet. seriously lah kns damn lousy ok there has like no freaking toilets at all lah wtf.
oh yah...sidetrack abit if you know who you are its seriously damn scary to get this kind of sms lah. haha den i feel damn bad cos i wasnt there to cheer you up when you needed to be cheered up den i feel like some damn lousy friend wah lao must leave my phone on and hope it doesnt die on me man sorry lah.. ))):
anyway training today not bad lah haha but i got thrown out by sec 1 XD haha...so embarassing. and the stupid fat guy...tmd knnbccb...hate him sia.
kern and i were throwing the flag around ala javelin style den we put down alr den after 10 minutes we hear some crazy idiot shouting at us. den knn he come confisticate our ezlink...haha den kern kept insulting him XD...
kern was like haha this guy stupid one lah cannot write down our ic number cos he dunno how to write english hahaha!
den after dat before we went back to collect from him he was like aiyah that guy damn idiot lah somemore so fat i mean if he look good then not so bad lah XD...
i think kern wants to be gay lor haha...
chionged finished chinese alr!
and im damn happy cos im going back for national training! yay!
wah lao stupid i dowan to be so malu anymore lah everytime hang around damn pro people like you-know-who...den i like amount to nothing liddat kns lah next yea ri going sea games man i dun care.
coach was like oh you need to start going for nats trng cos they got not enough catchers. den i was like YAY! haha good!
:D
see me at sea games man.
then this year they going japan somemore! if can make it SHIOK arh pon school sia. den can laugh at ______ cos I ALSO CAN PON SCHOOL HAHA U PON IN AUGUST I GET IN PON SOME OTHER TIME NYEH :D
dun even noe whether the person comes here to read anot XD...
hmm wat else...
OH YA!
MEWWILL! LINA GOT SEC 2 BOYFRIEND ALREADY LAH HAHA! XD
- wah-slau-eh!
Sunday, June 25, 2006
absolutely NOTHING to do now, so i shall entertain myself with some boring old poetry. well if you have me on msn you'd have known that my personal message is (interestingly and maybe somewhat disturbingly):
no matter how much you dao me on MSN,
i'll still love you to the very end
(-insert a random stab at a famous poet, or compliments to myself-)
well that has to be the best shot i've ever had at poetry.
well what is poetry anyway? ever since secondary school i've had a whole new point of view on it. gone were the days where i used to sit down, pull out a book on poetry (by some random children's author, no less) and read about how a circle met a triangle. random yes, but at least it rhymed, and that was all i thought there was to poetry.
rhyming.
i included a few self-styled pieces in my primary school cap portfolio (yes the one merrill, jia hong, moose, gabriel and DAVID CRAWSHAW YUCK! went to), thinking that HEY maybe i could make it on the big stage one day.
then came secondary school. then came deep, inner meanings. then came imagery, the complication of language...the stuff that can be HIDDEN behind a wall of words that APPARENTLY mean something but when you write it down you find that it's total and utter RUBBISH! (the big fat zero and the hurting comments by a certain teacher about how you were able to make it past sec 1 with this kind of work stabs and tears at the piece of flesh you call your heart.)
now, i toil and pull my hair whenever i see a piece of work with the word 'poetry' in any part of its title. i groan and moan, proceed to analyse, attempt to dig my way through the outermost layer, and get a peek into what the author is really trying to say (or to put it simply, what the answer key states is the correct answer). yes i know my view may be somewhat warped and a little directed more towards the issue of marks and gpas but isnt that all that matters here in ri?
gpas, 4.0, samuel lim, paul tern, daniel chew...the list goes on (and maybe i should even have included a member of the human anatomy in it. hint: his name rhymes with scrotum). sometimes i doubt the actual intelligence of these people, whether it's just becuase they actually know all this stuff through reading, or whether it comes across naturally for them. i'm not trying to say that im smart, just posing the question: what would you do if you had a poem put it front of you?
would they go about the same process that i have chosen? will they take the same steps as i take? or will they follow in the footsteps of that guy at one itinery in the cap camp (whose name i have so nonchalently chosen to forget), and find a picture hidden in the poem's grammar?
poetry never fails to stun me. pour example, take a look at this poem by wordsworth:
DEAR native regions, I foretell,
From what I feel at this farewell,
That, wheresoe'er my steps may tend,
And whensoe'er my course shall end,
If in that hour a single tie
Survive of local sympathy,
My soul will cast the backward view,
The longing look alone on you.
Thus, while the Sun sinks down to rest
Far in the regions of the west,
Though to the vale no parting beam
Be given, not one memorial gleam,
A lingering light he fondly throws
On the dear hills where first he rose.
so this is a poem?
and what about this one:
“ARE YOU DARK? OR VERY LIGHT?” Revelation came.
“You mean – like plain or milk chocolate?”
Her assent was clinical, crushing in its light
Impersonality. Rapidly, wave-length adjusted,
I chose. “West African sepia” – and as afterthought,
“Down in my passport.” [...]
(From: Soyinka, Telephone Conversation)
O_O run-on lines now?? so what's the difference? just rhythm? just to speed up the reading? come on man you might as well just take one of the stories i've written and cut them up. or how about this?
why not i
type like this then? will
this make this
paragraph a poem
because i type and
present it like this?
-.- poetry is seriously complicated.
and dun tell me that's the beaty of poetry. ive had enough of peotry thankyewverymuch. even though i know that there will be more to come.
gawd is secondary poetry taking my love for writing away from me. DAMN oedipus. DAMN king lear. DAMN shakespeare. couldn't he have spoken more NORMALLY? instead of having us...WRING our hands and CRUMPLE up SHEET AFTER SHEET of FOOLSCAP PAPER TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT HE MEANS WHEN HE SAYS
SHALL I COMPARE THEE TO A SUMMER'S DAY?????poetry...it is the bane of my existence.
- wah-slau-eh!
Saturday, June 24, 2006
watched rv today (finally!) haha robbie williams is teh pro. and there was this linday lohan lookalike. abit fatter and not as many freckles (actually none at all lol!) wait i go check her name...
some joanna 'jojo' person haha.
NOT BAD lah the storyline haha. perfect 10 recommended it but i didnt really trust it then? like its PERFECT TEN? not really the station that you want to look to for movie recommendations haha!
joanna's like MOM somebody just parked a hideous rv infront of our house!...OMG it's your HUSBAND!
lol...and SOMEBODY wanted to sneak into scary movie instead -.- haha!
- wah-slau-eh!
| Your French Name is: |
Léon Leger |
just call me leyon lagger man!:D
- wah-slau-eh!
wah lao HOW can i be a barritone! i will NEVER EVER be a barritone ok! i shall always be a tenor you hear? ALWAYS AND FOREVER!!!
n i wan to play my drums )))): waaaaaaaaahhhhh )':
- wah-slau-eh!
Thursday, June 22, 2006
haha overslept today : P...so much for sleeping late and waking up early. anyway went to the gym at the community centre near my house and thankfully it was almost exactly the same as the bishan one haha!
sheesh but doing gym yourself can be quite scary cos you're like some wimpy guy in the middle of all those muscle-bound tough guys ready to rough you up or something liddat. sheesh.
im really losing my touch on yougotpenged. everyone's telling me that the posts are getting more stupid by the day (hey its supposed to be liddat isnt it?), and that sooner or later it will die, whether we like it or not. hey man i dun like it, especially since wewank and talkcocksummit can survive for so long then why not us?
and dun tell me wewank's posts are very intellectual either -.- its just a bunch of camwhoring retards who go around stripping down to their panties. haha i say that even though shouyee's like one of them and will obviously come bash me up if he ever finds his way here (stupid kern better not tell him). maybe it was the porn comic...
anyhoo i remember my obs post from earlier this year XD haha dug it out in all its heffalump glory....damn i wish i could still remember the heffalump song.
aiyah stupid post. damn random. im going to sleep now. byebeye!
- wah-slau-eh!
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
wah lao ytd was the cramps. and today? my foot is bruised -.- yes seriously totally completely bruised. nabeh whack on the bed so hard i almost cried wth.
den go training cannot run properly cannot walk properly...walk so guai until coach ask me whether my butt hurts -.- haha wah lao i limp also so funny meh?
and my batting is damn fu(king screwed up already. throws fielding NOT SO BAD lah but i need to get back the mentality to drive it down toward the ground! damn weird lah wth all the years i not leading divisions as a senior i all drive downwards den cannot lift to outfield. den when i not leading as senior i got problem already keep popping but never pop far enough. nabeh cannot make same mistake as last year.
today played friendly against c div. cb they fking piss me off okay. losing by so much still can talk like some ah beng liddat. not like their king of the world also right. den we talk is just to motivate to other team members only. at most we say (or i say) 'easy out' or wat...i dun use names i dun insult them i dun make fun of them. kns pooi i got damn pissed lah wtf. just as well tagged two people out at home and threw the most *diao* sec 1 out at two (Y) yea my throws coming along good sia.
really need to work on the psychological front for softball already. how to push each other to the limit, how to move spontaneously when a ball is hit in my direction, how to get rid of the fear of getting hit by the ball. see its weird man when i siam from the ball during warming up batting its cos i dun wear shin guards (wear for wat field in game also dun need wat got all dat armour). budden in the game in like oh fk pitch ball gna bounce better siam also. and im like there with all the bodyguard n wat shit n i try to do a lotus stop. can pull off its damn nice lah but most of the time cannot XD. haha. brian neh better improve lah dun pitch grounders to me -.-
thats why sometimes i wish i had a keefe as a pitcher XD. but not as showoff -.-
jibai den my baserunning today was bloody torture sia. run until almost limping. lucky i never get on base when i angry otherwise i slide the freaking balls out of the sec 2s. den game or no game on friday also got nobody to turn up haha.
dunno why my post today so informal o_O. haha later scared i freak out some people who come here like WAH slau suddenly type like some ah beng. well i got no more energy to mind my language lah fk. damn angsty.
i wanna win b div next year cb.
- wah-slau-eh!
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
wah lao my fking leg is just killing me. realised if it werent for all the stuff i had to do during the hols i'd probably have died of boredom or something. seriously no gym on gym day almost sucked all the breath out of me.
exactly how do people stone? according to whatever memory cells my brain possesses, i recall a newspaper article about a woman who died on the airplane cos she sat (stoning) for too long. HOW DO YOU STONE?
its like so many people answer with 'oh im stoning' when i ask them what they're doing. like yay? is it seriously that fun. i think maybe the teachers were really trying to do us some good by giving us holiday homework. but no, that's seriously not the way to do things. especially making us do filing during the hols. yea mr education minister. if you do google my name and find my blog, please freaking tell your bloody education minions to keep off our backs during the hols. we can find our own way to un-stone thankyewverymuch.
so after enduring three hours of pain while lying motionless in bed, i finally managed to get up at around 11 (i guess id have almost finished gym by then). going down the stairs took me 5 bleeding minutes. after which i entertained the question: what am i going to do now?
see, if i had gone for gym i would have been out shopping. but no...now i was stuck in home, motion-impaired, and on the verge of resorting to stoning. or surfing porn. but the second option, as discussed previously, would surely have taken my entire day away so...no out of the question.
well then it was homework time-.-
up til now.
and i'm glad to say i havent done anything yet.
why?
cos i was stoning :D.
and its seriously not bad time really flies while you stone. no wonder i dont complain when others say school is too long.
neways, im damn tired already. and my leg still feels weird. heck man...im going to sleep.
- wah-slau-eh!
who's the smart guy who created cramps? and why did he make them all come about so unexpectedly.
sorry guys couldn't go gym tdae. woke up screaming and after that my entire leg was numb. dunno why. hope i can make it 2moro.
- wah-slau-eh!
Sunday, June 18, 2006
oh yes, and to clarify about the post before the previous post, the rj team that participated in the nus open wasn't its strongest (of course, or they would have totally thrashed the combined schools team. or what's left of it). the rj team was made up of the j1s who didn't make the team, as well as a few sec 4s and 3s. so...
RJ HASN'T LOST IT MAN AND DUN FOR A MOMENT THNK THEY EVER WILL!
wish i could say the same thing for ri...
- wah-slau-eh!
funny how some things just don't turn out the way they should be. people borrow my comics for a laugh. well, not comics exactly. more like graphic novels. well they are truly a source of inspiration, and why not? stan lee is really the creative oldie that everybody should think he is (but most don't though. sad.)
well, this is an extract from the pages of 'batman: the greatest stories ever told'.
the story is 'death strikes at midnight and three' (seriously, i can't get over the terribly constructed titles), by dennis o'neil and w.m. rogers. and may i say that the colouring by bill wray is just fantastic. well, anyway here goes:
it is a monster sprawled along 25 miles of eastern seaboard, stirring and seething and ever-restless. eight million human beings live on streets that, if laid end-to-end, would stretch all the way to tokyo, crammed into thousands of neighbourhoods from the fire-gutted tenements of chancreville, where rats nestle in babies' bedclothes and grandmothers forage in garbage cans, to the penthouses of manor row, where the cost of a single meal served by liveried servants would support an immigrant family for a year. it is countless chambers and crannies and corners in bars, boats, houses, hotels, elevators, offices, theaters, shacks, tunnels, depots, shops, factories, restaurants, newsstands, hospitals, junkyards, cemeteries, buses, cars, trains, trams, bridges, docks, sewers, parks, jails, mortuaries - the shelters of living and dead, millionaries and bums, fiends and saints.
napoleaon's army would search for a lifetime and leave places unseen.
an exceptionally energetic investigator could visit the likely ones in months.brilliant. i'd be the happiest man on earth if i could write like that.
- wah-slau-eh!
Saturday, June 17, 2006
haha today nus open was pretty funny haha!
results (as they stand)
rj lost to combined schools 6-5
rj beat ngee ann poly 13-3 (or smething liddat)
rj beat ac alumni 9-4 (according to alvin)
the combined schools game was sooooo damn close man. wah lao could really have gone either way. and ken toh had to put kuang how in as a last minute resort to stop the rot XD. haha...but aston's throw is sick man. the dialoge during their warm-up fielding went something like this:
ken toh: throw home and come in! *hits the ball to centrefield*
aston: MINE!*catches ball and throw home. overthrows*
ken toh: ASTON! keep the ball down!
*muttered approval. ken toh hits the ball back in the same direction*
aston: MINE!*catches the ball and throws home*
andre's glove: PIAK!
sweet man...should have videod it ))):
haha the ngee ann match was...not bad lah. haha brian's pitches were all not reaching the plate XD. but there were a few good ones haha. and james' double play was damn sweet man, though i thought maybe the guy would have been able to get back to two faster.
haha and a typical conversation while we were having lunch:
merrill: aiyah slau's built-in food detector will lead us to the canteen lah.
okay wait...i dun think i'll post it here cos its...too sick haha.
*yawn* portugal v iran was damn boring sia but deco's goal was brilliant haha.
- wah-slau-eh!
Friday, June 16, 2006
well, a boring old post about what i did today.
friday now is like the only day when i can wake up late. mondays, wednesdays and saturdays are training days. tuesdays and thursdays are gym days, and sundays are church days. so...friday it is, and friday it was today. or still is at the moment. but how fast it will past. only...5 hrs left.
anyway i woke up at 10 (boring!) which was a really welcome change after waking up at 6+ the previous days and slping at 2 stoning at the com.
AND wat else could i have done except hit the xbox? or 360 to be mor specific. well realistically it was more of a combination of both, cos i got tired of getting owned at perfect dark zero by the special agents (yes fine i suck) and changed over to fifa 06. and podolski is srsly a cb. after chasing his signature for weeks he finally decides to sign for seville. COME ON man, how can a mediocre la liga team be more prestigious than arsenal? germans...you can never understand them.
project runway is getting real cool. but as someone on msn told me ytd (whose name i have nonchalently forgotten) it's really a bummer that we already know chloe's gonna win. though im interested to see how the heck she ousted daniel v and santino.
and im so happy to see both diana and marla ousted TOGETHER. how's that for killing two birds with one stone XD. even though i didnt really follow their challange that closely it was obvious their design was the lousiest. come on man how can they be better than santino and nick put together? (was it nick? i dunno i always confuse his name)
den i hit the libraries to find some books to read. or stuff to research on for re. its really getting on my nerves this year. though the three periods are quite a good idea. i could use a few free periods once in awhile :D.
borrowed a few more bone comics. but now they're all scattered all over the place in the order of which ive read them. (oh and btw if my sentences are getting really haphazard im listening to il divo now...so yea...) bone's like some really cool adventure thing mixed with loads of really rubbish funny stuff haha...
and marvel's really getting me confused...so jean grey's daughter becomes the new marvel girl? and scott falls in love with emma frost? wth i so totally forgot the name of the comic but i srsly need to go back to check it out. complicated man. that's why dc rocks cos they keep things simple. and i quite like the way they keep all the jsa issues in order chronologically. good thinking.
hmm...so now im blogging and uh...there's nus open 2moro! haha weirded out man go watch it at the nus field!
- wah-slau-eh!
Thursday, June 15, 2006
oh does etrigan DIG poetry or WHAT?
totally cool man this is like the one and only time poetry speaks to me XD...in an informal sort of way. who needs wordsworth when you gotta RHYMING DEMON right in your comic book?
quoted from
the obsidian age book 2"unleashed again the demon born!!burned with hatred, bile and scorn!what touble Blood, have ye now foundto justify ETRIGAN, lurking around?"*well some pointers to take note of: Blood is etrigan's human host. i could've gone one whole round telling you about how that happened but...i suppose it'd be easier for you (and me) if you just went to check out whateve there is on wikipedia. whether its correct or not...thats not my problem.
ANYWAY, shall we continue?
"could be, yon maiden of flaxon hair? there be foul powers at work in there!"*well here he's speaking to a naughty naughty evil sorceress called gamemnae who TOTALLY wants to like, conquer the earth. harsh man...then he fires this like mouth of acid-thingy at her which totally chards her skin. and they say the sun nowadays is dangerous...
"a quagmire? aye one fit to burst!with magic like that, i could do my worst!ironic, yes? the word on your lips?turning jason blood's ruse to an apocalypse?give o'er your secrets, to one your masterand i'll bring hell to earth that much faster."*at this point Faith cuts in and somehow uses her assets to convince the demon that'd he'd better off hiding in blood than facing off with the justice league just after kicking gamemnae's a**. women...what would we be without them...
"young lady fair, with my sould i hate thee...but your power and hist'ry do abate me."*aww...how cioote!
- wah-slau-eh!
oh heck since im thinking about it i might as well just get it over and done with...
WHAT is so good about manga??
people clamour for places in classes that teach them how to draw big-eyed characters with a nose that resembles a stroke in chinese characters! and the mouths...whats with that man they dont even have any lips!
and almost all of them would fail their hairchecks in their respective schools.
i dunno about them...but i feel that comics should be a realistic representation at least of the human anatomy. otherwise, its probably cheap art more for humour.
but look at the manga business! people actually splurge on that kind of thing! they turn it into collections...preposterous!
yes and i know many would beg to differ, and one of them is right there on the links page. and obviously they'd ask what's so good about western art anyway.
WELL if you would just take a look at the comics that marvel and dc churn out with such ease, and even crossovers like amalgam, they at least have everything in proportion. yeah gamemnae's mouth may look too big in obsidian age, and lobo may appear a little lidless in some episodes...but at least its not as DISTORTED as manga!
yeah there may be a few exceptions. there are a few dc artists that seriously get on my nerves by making their drawings too elaborate...sometimes as complicated as the storylines itself. but manga? there arent many exceptions seriously...in fact almost NO exceptions...all of them have similiar drawing styles and there is just no way to appreciate the diversity of the human minds that reside within these great...almost LEGENDARY artists!
grrrr...i dunno wat else to say but i dont think ive said enough...sheesh just OPEN your eyes and read a PROPER graphic novel wouldn't you?
- wah-slau-eh!
went on my first (and probably only one in a long long time) shopping spree today. and got so excited that i forgot to save twenty bucks for you-know-what-if-you're-the-person-who's-supposed-to-know. so sorry about that...
ANYWAY, it all started out with that trip to the gym. we had some time to kill so i suggested shopping! and daniel was like OKAY...and anyway -
ok cut to the crap what did i get...
see i took about 75 bucks there and spent all of it. seriously.
well my lunch was $4.50. and you so do not want to know what i ate...
den i crossed over to popular to humour myself with their pathetic collection of graphic novels. and omg they were going for just two dollars! like who'd be stupid enough to pass off on a deal THAT good? so yeah...another four bucks on two graphic novels and 5 on jack kirby's fourth world.
THEN it was over to converse where after some discussion and deliberation, i purchased a black deutsch-WHATEVER it is...shirt that was going for 33.90 with a 20% discount. and yes i know germany sucks but i felt the argentina was too...gawdy, shall we say?
that was where daniel and the rest except brain departed, and he suggested making our way over to city link, where we could check out the mph there and OMG i found part two of obsidian age! like WTF ive been looking for that for ages! so...got it for 20.
THEN i realised that i didnt have enough money for you-know-what...
sheesh..typical me.
- wah-slau-eh!
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
WELL, here i am FINALLY to say my piece about the cap camp. (yes i know it is kind of a continuation of the previous post but that one wasnt counted cos i watching spongebob. you know how idiotic yellow thingies have a way with me ;P) in a way that can be seen as some sort of an advantage because you (as in anyone who would even have an inkling about cap camp) would have read what other people have said about this camp, and now, you can hear MY version (which you would obviously take as the less formal one. everyone does that).
SO, (and if this seems rather disjointed from the previous paragraph it's because nothing from there was registered in my brain) it started out with me yelling at my mother as she drove through nus aimlessly trying to find eusoff hall (:. well we weren't late at all, but the place was so freaking big i certainly thought we would end up late. the only time i've been there was for the nus open and that was at the field, which is quite a distance from eusoff. yawn...see still thinking of softball even when i type this.
so uh, yeah i reached the hall on time and i uh...slacked around until we were told by pak to go register. so i uh...registered! (oh crap tell me i'm not spouting utter trash now...not this early into the post!) i went to my room, which seriously wasn't bad. i mean, it wasn't like...you know those stereotyped dorms that you see in thai horror movies (yes i know there's only one that comes to your mind but that one is more than enough for me thankyewverymuch).
uh...dumped our stuff...went back to the canteen (?) for orientation. uh...brandon...clarise...counsellors of grps 7 and 8. moi was in group 7 (you know i just realised that the number 7 keeps recurring in my life. like how my register number was 7 for the past two years and now its been replaced, no less, by gan. my jersey number is 7 x 2! XD) so after getting chased off by chu ting (who's the nygh catcher...i really should pay more attention during combined schools games...) we finally settled down where we started...and played games yay!
uh...games...im not really into games. and we almost got to play the yes no game too! ))):
let's see...what happened after that...OH opening ceremony! haha sebi really looked out of place...dress tres bien until the...shoes. haha and his fringe is still too long...oh and my prose has a long long way to go to be as good as his. come on...i dun even know the definition of schizophrenia offhand, much less the way it's spelt!
i just realised i spent hell of alot of time on the first half day. so we shall fast forward...to the plenary!
monsieur larry e smith (funy how french keeps forcing its way back into my language, even though i quit 6 months ago. screw off man stupid frenchies)...to put things simply, i slept through his talk on how he thought his office was his house or something liddat, and how i can one day call my dog my walking torture device (or something liddat. dun kill me). so yea...that's a plenary for you :)
uhm...hold on i'll get my schedule XD.
ok so accord(ian)ing to my schedule, after dinner came the performance workshop. poetry slam...(pour moi, that is)
I
HATE
POETRY
and nothing else on this earth is going to make me like it. so SOD OFF MAN POETRY SUCKS!!! i got FORCED INTO IT.
so when i got asked to write a stanza on the parent's perspective of their son spending too much money on his sms-es (ok my english is getting screwed), i churned out this:
whole day spend my own money
still think it's very funny
only know how to take my cash
my savings getting less and less.
HEY i cant help it right! im a PROSE person!
den was supper...and we went to sleep!
and oh man did i get freaked out. i got woken up by crickets, by creaks and groans in the night, my the rustling of the leaves, by the scraping sound that the watever material my blinds are made of make when they scratch against the walls...in short, i got woken up by everything and anything.
well...what else did i have to do other than go and disturb other people? well..yeah i went to wake zhi hao and choon hiang up XD...den when they refused to come out well...i went to shower. but not before making sure there were other people in the toilet of course XD. first time i was thankful for the existance of hwachong guys. (and NO i am NOT GAY. just SCARED of the freaking DARK DAMN YOU!)
-phew...glad the first day's over. just four more to go! or so it seems. my maths might be failing me now, but 5-1=4 doesnt it?
breakfast...then plenary number 2.
poetry analysis..oh HO HUM...
try telling your teacher that the star of david is hidden within your test poetry. she'll either call you a freak or a genius. nothing against jews here, i'm a christian myself and i'd say the same thing if you told me that the cross was hidden in this blog post that you're reading now.
i tried to think of a question man i seriously did!
okay, up til then i probably hadnt interacted much with anybody, except probably like gerald and kia wee (who i called hwachong cos i thought his name was kind of retarded). yea...first time for me, as my previous post has already illustrated.
den came WRITING WORKSHOP! YAY!
mon favourite movie: the creep!
mon least favourite movie: shutter.
really! well based on the fact that the creep did keep me up for 4 nights in a row (albeit for entirely the wrong reasons) it should be my favourite movie right! and shutter is totally forgettable trust me. and from what i hear the omen isnt that good either. but wth i won't be able to watch it anyways.
i srsly think mr woon totally owns man. yeah hes just damn freaking cool. hmm den we were like split into groups to brainstorm a number of ideas? and I WASNT THE ONE WHO THOUGHT OF THE INCEST-WITH-SURROGATE BABIES IDEA OKAY? just in case davina/yong hui EVER comes here...it WASNT ME! XP...
den was cap excursion...and it sucked so much i darent talk about it. i spent the whole time smsing and talking to gerald.
dinner...performance workshop.
quite a sucky day lah if you ask me...except for screenwriting with mr woon.
sleep...(this time with the lights on XD)
well that seemed shorter compared to the first day! does that mean i'm getting better at summary? well i couldnt get much worse anyway, judging from my 14/25 for ct...please man cut out the summaries!
plenary trois, on day trois, avec profesuer peter nazareth. BORING. lucky i didnt take prose...haha! den came screenwriting! yay!
srsly lah that's like the only thing i looked forward to for the entire duration of the camp? well today davina et yong hui et moi had to come up with a storyline for a play. well given that i had just read american dreams the day before, the idea of angels coming to earth and falling in love with earthly women was kinda stuck in my head...so yea my idea was about an angel coming to earth and uh...falling in love.
which then allows the devil a passage into heaven but not without the help of a treacherous angel who wishes to succeed where lucifer failed. cool huh? NOT man too cliched. and you wanna know davina's idea?
haha its damn damn pro for an idea thought up while they were going to the toilet XD...well according to my memory, yong hui saw the men's urinals in the mirror (poor positioning tsktsktsk) and they thought about what would happen when a girl saw a guy
and got forced to marry him?
haha so yea...typical boy meets girl girl falls in love with boy idea but HEY better than mine! (and no im not jealous...)
haha and you should have seen how the w00ner set it up man! fantastic! all the talk about patricia mok and the fei ji chang XD...and the negroe who believes in tradition! omg i have a loooooooong way to go hahaha!!!
well in the end we settle for louise's and retarded river vally boy's idea...about pandora's box sucking up all the evil in the world. haha really nice idea i mean...its quite cool if you ask me. (again justice league comes into play here cos of the seven sins...if you've read virtue and vice of course). THEN came the fun part!
we had to choose one of the seven sins and brainstorm about a world without it! and guess which one my group chose?
or rather I chose?
LUST
of course. XD...
and once again DAVINA came up with a BRILLIANT idea!
while i was busy thinking about how the porn industry would go bust...she said to herself (but loud enough for me to hear)
"then people would all go naked?
which is TRUE! XD...and you think im perverted-.- seetow would get OWNED man XD...
hmm...den was visual arts...batik painting...not much to say about that except that i suddenly turned super helpful then. wahahaha...
den performance workshop...poetry slam...reciting poetry...BORING...
oh yah. my poetry slam group...consisting of *drum roll*
2 hwachong boys: yiyonh ang nicholas. yiyong later became the mc so we kicked him out. (or I kicked him out)
kexin...some rg sec2 sftballer...(ed: due to unforseen circumstances, i have been asked to remove this piece of information. we at slauinsurance apologise for any inconveniances caused to the parties concerned and would gladly compensate in cash.)
kenneth...some ri sec 2 guy with thick specs.
yea and our poem was about handphones. no comment.
den we went to sleep...and ZHI HAO AND CHOON HIANG WOKE ME UP AT 530 AM ON THE ONLY DAY OF THE CAMP THAT I ACTUALLY MANAGED TO SLEEP PROPERLY!!! (*@(#*@!(*#)$@!!!
wah lao...but i wont hold grudges :D
den came SCREENWRITING AGAIN! yay! i love screenwriting. den we had to think of a storyline to go with the concept of the pandorra's box idea. and YES we should not play cards while we are supposed to do our work right madame ng? -.-
anyway my grp's story was smething like this...
there are two twins whose parents are famous explorers and one day they come back after having gone on a long long expedition and they've found pandorra's box! so one day one of the twins walks in on the parents arguing about how to use hte box, and the dad's all WE SHOULD GET RID OF THE SINS IN THE WORLD (swears) and the mother's like NOO BE SENSIBLE! (again stereotypes haha! but what would the world be without them...)
yea so anyway the parents get murdered and the twins are put under the care of foster parents who beat them and abuse them. and one day they get locked in the cellar where they chance upon a disguised pandorra's box and they use it against their foster parents.
so there's one twin who doesnt want to use it, and another one who wants to. but the one who wants to use it was hte one who walked in on his parents so its like mirroring the conflict that their parents had before (deep eh? WE thought of that ok?) ahah so...the inpulsive twin opens it against the wishes of the other sensible twin and yea theyre not affected by the box.
den in the end the impulsive twin goes around getting abck at all teh people who screwed up his life and the good twin finds out and tries to stop him and in the end he dies (tragic eh?) and yea...in the end what i (we) wanted to achieve was to show the difference between a world where there are no sins and the world we live in now. so stop complaining when your teacher gives you extra homework you naughty naughty person!
so yea in the end we heared all the ideas and the artist sat in for awhile.
den plenary4! with diana ferrus...boring. ok fine all plenaries are boring but can i help it? they should get w00ner to do a plenary!
den was the rehearsal of poetry which i cant tell you about cos u wont geddit. den was the get-together dinner!
HA you missed the chance of seeing me dress in long-sleeves black collared shirt with jeans man SUCKER. haha really posh and the food was nice haha...i challanged a hwachong guy to drinking pepsi. big mistake.
cos one, you'll need to pee after that.
and two, you get chest contractions. seriously!
haha and oh did i mention that someone mistook me for gerald cos we were wearing the exact same thing XD...
and yes, my dinner table!
kia wee(hwachong, another hwachong guy frm another grp, alina (some rg bballer), michelle (or gwen? i srsly have no idea), khairool (sme malay guy), yong hui (nygh girl frm screenwriting), some river vally girl and uh...no more i think.
and oh was our conversation enlightening :D
topic?
raffles scandals. think seng heng and you get the idea.
porn habits? how long it takes to efectively start and end your porn surfing time period. from turning on the com to making sure your pants (and you) don't smell of...milk, shall we say?
and many, many more XD.
den there was a really super cool performance by the hwachong guys XD...dots alina has it on her blog...
http://tinkerbell--.diaryland.com
dun kill me if i got it wrong.
den awwwwwwww dinner was over ))): went back for more poetry slam rehearsals den went to sleep.
pack bag...mentorship briefing...poetry slam...rehearsals...then closing ceremony.
my opinion on the acts are more or less the same, except for choon hiangs statement about dance.
either ALL the guys were gaping or NONE of them were. seriously.
if you didnt, den all of us didnt. if you didnt and all of us did, you're a freaking cross dresser. which means you're a girl. NYEH.
den blahblah went home sleep goodnight...
tomorrow got scrimage game against the sec 2s! hhaha!
and wah lao today i really got zonked at j8 man. i went there wanting to buy pants for myself...and ended up buying a bithday present for someone else instead. well whoever you are LUCKY YOU -.-
long post for today,in view of the inevitable death of this blog that will come sooner rather than later.
- wah-slau-eh!
doesn't anyone come here anymore? well no i guess. but wth why do i care. at least people are reading yougotpenged and that's good RIGHT?
been visiting a few blogs (what else do i have to do during the hols?) and like almost all the people who went for cap this year blogged about it. so what, am i supposed to follow the trend?
uh right...anyway can't really concentrate while watching spongebob. WELL i shall try my best!
i...frankly...stoned during the entire cap camp. unless you count dinner. and the screenwriting workshop. srsly...i havent stoned that long for so...long.
okay this is srsly going nowhere. it's all spongebob's fault!
*switches tv off*
argh...im going crazy. f-off and go read yougotpenged.
in short cap was fun but freaky okay?
period.
- wah-slau-eh!
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
why do i have this feeling that it was kern who tagged as reader?
ack anyway, today i went gym with some of the other softballers...and im like wth this is damn heavy. seriously. i got suanned by neo and (of course) merrill. but i can take it. i can take it. i can live it down. like i always have.
terribly unfit. or as certain people would say never fit at all anyway. cant believe ive deproved so much since the nationals. from getting two out against cat high to like...nothing now.
(and yes, i do hold that as my highest achievement so...yeah you can tell how pathetic its been so far for me)
i wonder why i'm so emotional now. why do i keep...thinking and blogging about things that never did cross my mind at all before?
izit because of you?
izit becuase...i have to wait for a postivie response from you everyday?
sometimes you say "ok, coming back soon."
but instead the only time i next see you is at night the next day.
do i dare declare the thoughts that race through my mind each time i think of the possibilities? what could have been if i had only -
nevermind.
nothing's changed.
probably nothing will.
but...obviously i'll try.
even if it may mean failing terribly in the process.
like i've done all the time before.
- wah-slau-eh!
Monday, June 05, 2006
yes, finally coming back to blog. doubt anybody actually comes here anymore anyway, so i can blog about whatever i want can't i?
well cap did open my eyes to alot of stuff. like, i'm a super big loser who can't converse with people who apparently appear more attractive physically. hell, during the camp i was a virtual nobody. i was like sitting there stoning and talking to gerald and laughing boy. haha was quite fun anyways but...back to the topic:
i seriously felt like slapping myself whenever i passed off the chance to talk to someone new. like when greg first turned to me and laughed at the notice he had stuck on his door, i could have chosen to reply with one of the super duper lame responses i come up with (in my head most of the time) instead of choosing to stone there at the door to my room until hee came to enjoy the atmosphere of cheap but engaging humour.
and wth! even people i already know were beyond me. it actually took like one day for ___ and me to...converse. pathetic seriously. and even then it was her who went like *points at handphone*. ok you dont geddit do you?
im a super loser freak who keeps to himself all the time. period.
and im bordering on hating myself.
well, considering that random person might just decide to search slauinsurance on google and come to this blog in like a one out of 100 chance, i shall choose to stop here, and well continue the rest in my mind which is at the moment chocked full to the brim with stuff that i was supposed to have cleared out months ago.
declarations? confessions? yes they make up a large part of that. relationships? commitments? goals? dreams? very very large part of that too.
and today, or yesterday, i went for the global day of prayer, and the pastor asked...what would YOU find if you digged down deep right into the very centre of your being?
me? i think it'd be rather screwed up at the very core.
- wah-slau-eh!
spent $135 on dc classics. am i pro or what?
