Homework, competitions, training, counter-strike. They just cannot take enough of your time. Everyday I go home (usually late) loaded either with homework or the desire to slack. Late from after trainings, afternoon lessons and intensive chapteh sessions, homework just makes my life worse.
When I reach home, what do I think of?? Homework. What homework do I have? Most commonly maths. Occasional waves of chem physics and bio worksheets. Sometimes even compositions and essay types, not to mention humanities' stuff.
Damn I'm getting too busy. Lets justify that.
Monday: School till 4pm. No training, SAFRA closed. Usually there's maths homework.
Tuesday: School till 4pm. Training if there's a competition coming soon. Usually I will be too tired to train. Usually there's maths homework.
Wednesday: School till 1.30pm. Training till around 6.30 during non-competitive times. Train till 9.30 if there's a competition. Usually maths homework.
Thursday: School till 3.20pm. Training if there's a competition coming soon. Usually there's maths homework.
Friday: School till 1.30pm. Most probably stay back after school for soccer, if not go to SAFRA for training. Usually maths homework.
Saturday: Usually no school. Training sometimes.
Sunday: No school. Training sometimes + once per month monthly shoot.
On top of all these, I still have to do my almost daily supplement of maths homework. I'm not saying that these worksheets don't make a difference to how I understand the topic. They are usually rather useful. But isn't this a bit too much??? Sometimes I just get fustrated doing similar maths problems over and over again. And tests are all over the place. Don't know about the non-IP days but I feel that there are still too many tests.
Well this blogging session has become a complain session. And I would like to add, thanks for putting this term's Chinese common test on a Wednesday, I SO NEEDED TO HAVE ANOTHER DAY WHICH I HAVE TO STAY BACK AND MISS ANOTHER DAY OF TRAINING.
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Saturday, March 19, 2005
Training. Poll.
Poll: Before I continue with my post, I just want to ask how many people usually click on the advertisements on websites and stuff. And I would also like to know what you guys think about advertisements. I am thinking of placing some ads here through the AdSense thing from Google. They are not pop-ups, and will just take up a little space on the corner of this site. So, who is willing to click a couple of links to help me?? Please post your comments on the comments thingy. Ok lets continue!
I went for training as usual. But just before I could put on my boots (which are worn after wearing pants), I accidentally cut my left index finger. How? No idea. It just started bleeding and 1 drop of blood dripped on the floor.
I became fustrated because I was stuck in my pants with my left index finger rendered useless (I couldn't stain my stuff with blood could I??). So I pushed out of my shooting pants and walked to the toilet without shoes to wash my bleeding finger and get some tissue paper to stop the blood and clean up the blood on the floor.
After applying some pressure, the bleeding continued. So I went to take more tissue paper, and just sat there, pressing on my finger. And finally the bleeding stopped. So I continued wearing my equipment, and accidentally, I sort of pierced it while wearing the boots. It started bleeding AGAIN. Asked Qiao ge to take tissue for me this time. Stopped the blood. Trained.
I went for training as usual. But just before I could put on my boots (which are worn after wearing pants), I accidentally cut my left index finger. How? No idea. It just started bleeding and 1 drop of blood dripped on the floor.
I became fustrated because I was stuck in my pants with my left index finger rendered useless (I couldn't stain my stuff with blood could I??). So I pushed out of my shooting pants and walked to the toilet without shoes to wash my bleeding finger and get some tissue paper to stop the blood and clean up the blood on the floor.
After applying some pressure, the bleeding continued. So I went to take more tissue paper, and just sat there, pressing on my finger. And finally the bleeding stopped. So I continued wearing my equipment, and accidentally, I sort of pierced it while wearing the boots. It started bleeding AGAIN. Asked Qiao ge to take tissue for me this time. Stopped the blood. Trained.
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
Health and Reduced Choices!
Wow I have heart murmurs! Cool! Ok not so cool actually. In fact, it's totally bad. Ok I'll give everyone the "algorithm" for discovering your very own heart murmurs!
Step 1: Get heart murmurs somehow.
Step 2: Get enrolled in OBS (Outward Bound School) when you are sec three and forget to click "A" in the EMB (Electronic Message Board) message asking for those who want to have their medical check up in school.
Step 3: Suddenly realise that you have to hand in your OBS form and also suddenly realise that you didn't click "A".
Step 4: Plan like hell to do a quick medical check up with the nearest clinic. Carry out that plan, BUT have the doctor to find out your heart murmurs.
Step 5: Get a referral to Singapore General Hospital Nation Heart Centre for a detailed check up.
Step 6: Go for your check up, making sure it's your first time there so you have to pay $70, and also make sure it's your first time having an ECG (Electrocardiogram) so you can pay $26 more.
Step 7: Go get your ECG. To get it, take a queue number, wait for damn long, go into the room, unbutton ur shirt, let them stick pads all over your freakin chest and hands, lie there and stone, and TAADAA! you get your ECG! And mine had an exceptionally high pulse rate! Why you ask? DUH first timer don't know what's happening!
Step 8: Time to get our "diagnosis". Get your second queue number, wait like hell, go into the room to meet this nice doctor with a always-ringing-phone. Afterwards, get him to say "Your ECG looks OK, please unbutton your shirt and lie down over there." Then you walk over there while unbuttoning your shirt, let him listen to your beating a bit, and get him to say, "Yes there are heart murmurs, I would require a ultrasound scan". Then get him to invite your parent in, say the exact same thing again.
Step 9: Go outside, pay $96, get your appointment date and stuff for your ultrasound scan and final diagnosis. After that, get pissed because the ultrasound scan is $330 and your final diagnosis is the day before the deadline of your OBS form.
Step 10: Go for your ultrasound scan, and wait for your final diagnosis, for me, IT'S THE NEXT DAMN WEEK!
So those were the 10 easy steps to finding your very own heart murmurs!
So next, Reduced Choices!
My previous post stated that I couldn't choose between certain parts. So ATI finally is coming out with some cool shit dual graphics cards solution! It's going to be released in 2 months and it will rival Nvidia like hell! YEA! And AMD also came out with dual cpu systems and stuff! But goddam the dual ATI graphics card and dual AMD cpus DON'T COME TOGETHER IN ONE MOTHERBOARD! OMG! HOW??
Step 1: Get heart murmurs somehow.
Step 2: Get enrolled in OBS (Outward Bound School) when you are sec three and forget to click "A" in the EMB (Electronic Message Board) message asking for those who want to have their medical check up in school.
Step 3: Suddenly realise that you have to hand in your OBS form and also suddenly realise that you didn't click "A".
Step 4: Plan like hell to do a quick medical check up with the nearest clinic. Carry out that plan, BUT have the doctor to find out your heart murmurs.
Step 5: Get a referral to Singapore General Hospital Nation Heart Centre for a detailed check up.
Step 6: Go for your check up, making sure it's your first time there so you have to pay $70, and also make sure it's your first time having an ECG (Electrocardiogram) so you can pay $26 more.
Step 7: Go get your ECG. To get it, take a queue number, wait for damn long, go into the room, unbutton ur shirt, let them stick pads all over your freakin chest and hands, lie there and stone, and TAADAA! you get your ECG! And mine had an exceptionally high pulse rate! Why you ask? DUH first timer don't know what's happening!
Step 8: Time to get our "diagnosis". Get your second queue number, wait like hell, go into the room to meet this nice doctor with a always-ringing-phone. Afterwards, get him to say "Your ECG looks OK, please unbutton your shirt and lie down over there." Then you walk over there while unbuttoning your shirt, let him listen to your beating a bit, and get him to say, "Yes there are heart murmurs, I would require a ultrasound scan". Then get him to invite your parent in, say the exact same thing again.
Step 9: Go outside, pay $96, get your appointment date and stuff for your ultrasound scan and final diagnosis. After that, get pissed because the ultrasound scan is $330 and your final diagnosis is the day before the deadline of your OBS form.
Step 10: Go for your ultrasound scan, and wait for your final diagnosis, for me, IT'S THE NEXT DAMN WEEK!
So those were the 10 easy steps to finding your very own heart murmurs!
So next, Reduced Choices!
My previous post stated that I couldn't choose between certain parts. So ATI finally is coming out with some cool shit dual graphics cards solution! It's going to be released in 2 months and it will rival Nvidia like hell! YEA! And AMD also came out with dual cpu systems and stuff! But goddam the dual ATI graphics card and dual AMD cpus DON'T COME TOGETHER IN ONE MOTHERBOARD! OMG! HOW??
Health and Reduced Choices!
Wow I have heart murmurs! Cool! Ok not so cool actually. In fact, it's totally bad. Ok I'll give everyone the "algorithm" for discovering your very own heart murmurs!
Step 1: Get heart murmurs somehow.
Step 2: Get enrolled in OBS (Outward Bound School) when you are sec three and forget to click "A" in the EMB (Electronic Message Board) message asking for those who want to have their medical check up in school.
Step 3: Suddenly realise that you have to hand in your OBS form and also suddenly realise that you didn't click "A".
Step 4: Plan like hell to do a quick medical check up with the nearest clinic. Carry out that plan, BUT have the doctor to find out your heart murmurs.
Step 5: Get a referral to Singapore General Hospital Nation Heart Centre for a detailed check up.
Step 6: Go for your check up, making sure it's your first time there so you have to pay $70, and also make sure it's your first time having an ECG (Electrocardiogram) so you can pay $26 more.
Step 7: Go get your ECG. To get it, take a queue number, wait for damn long, go into the room, unbutton ur shirt, let them stick pads all over your freakin chest and hands, lie there and stone, and TAADAA! you get your ECG! And mine had an exceptionally high pulse rate! Why you ask? DUH first timer don't know what's happening!
Step 8: Time to get our "diagnosis". Get your second queue number, wait like hell, go into the room to meet this nice doctor with a always-ringing-phone. Afterwards, get him to say "Your ECG looks OK, please unbutton your shirt and lie down over there." Then you walk over there while unbuttoning your shirt, let him listen to your beating a bit, and get him to say, "Yes there are heart murmurs, I would require a ultrasound scan". Then get him to invite your parent in, say the exact same thing again.
Step 9: Go outside, pay $96, get your appointment date and stuff for your ultrasound scan and final diagnosis. After that, get pissed because the ultrasound scan is $330 and your final diagnosis is the day before the deadline of your OBS form.
Step 10: Go for your ultrasound scan, and wait for your final diagnosis, for me, IT'S THE NEXT DAMN WEEK!
So those were the 10 easy steps to finding your very own heart murmurs!
So next, Reduced Choices!
My previous post stated that I couldn't choose between certain parts. So ATI finally is coming out with some cool shit dual graphics cards solution! It's going to be released in 2 months and it will rival Nvidia like hell! YEA! And AMD also came out with dual cpu systems and stuff! But goddam the dual ATI graphics card and dual AMD cpus DON'T COME TOGETHER IN ONE MOTHERBOARD! OMG! HOW??
Step 1: Get heart murmurs somehow.
Step 2: Get enrolled in OBS (Outward Bound School) when you are sec three and forget to click "A" in the EMB (Electronic Message Board) message asking for those who want to have their medical check up in school.
Step 3: Suddenly realise that you have to hand in your OBS form and also suddenly realise that you didn't click "A".
Step 4: Plan like hell to do a quick medical check up with the nearest clinic. Carry out that plan, BUT have the doctor to find out your heart murmurs.
Step 5: Get a referral to Singapore General Hospital Nation Heart Centre for a detailed check up.
Step 6: Go for your check up, making sure it's your first time there so you have to pay $70, and also make sure it's your first time having an ECG (Electrocardiogram) so you can pay $26 more.
Step 7: Go get your ECG. To get it, take a queue number, wait for damn long, go into the room, unbutton ur shirt, let them stick pads all over your freakin chest and hands, lie there and stone, and TAADAA! you get your ECG! And mine had an exceptionally high pulse rate! Why you ask? DUH first timer don't know what's happening!
Step 8: Time to get our "diagnosis". Get your second queue number, wait like hell, go into the room to meet this nice doctor with a always-ringing-phone. Afterwards, get him to say "Your ECG looks OK, please unbutton your shirt and lie down over there." Then you walk over there while unbuttoning your shirt, let him listen to your beating a bit, and get him to say, "Yes there are heart murmurs, I would require a ultrasound scan". Then get him to invite your parent in, say the exact same thing again.
Step 9: Go outside, pay $96, get your appointment date and stuff for your ultrasound scan and final diagnosis. After that, get pissed because the ultrasound scan is $330 and your final diagnosis is the day before the deadline of your OBS form.
Step 10: Go for your ultrasound scan, and wait for your final diagnosis, for me, IT'S THE NEXT DAMN WEEK!
So those were the 10 easy steps to finding your very own heart murmurs!
So next, Reduced Choices!
My previous post stated that I couldn't choose between certain parts. So ATI finally is coming out with some cool shit dual graphics cards solution! It's going to be released in 2 months and it will rival Nvidia like hell! YEA! And AMD also came out with dual cpu systems and stuff! But goddam the dual ATI graphics card and dual AMD cpus DON'T COME TOGETHER IN ONE MOTHERBOARD! OMG! HOW??
Monday, March 07, 2005
Choices!
I'm going to build a new pc, that's what I think anyway. But after doing some homework and research before selecting parts, I have bumped into two great dilemmas. Let's list the required parts first:
1)ATX/Extended ATX case
2)PSU (power supply unit)
3)Motherboard
4)CPU (central processing unit)
5)RAM (random access memory)
6)Graphics Card
7)Hard Disks
8)DVD-RAM/DVD-RW burner combo*
9)CD-R/CD-RW burner combo*
10)Floppy disk drive**
11)Cooling Setup**
Others:
12)Monitor
13)Keyboard
14)Mouse**
15)Speakers**
Notes:
*Means combined usuage.
** Means optional or already have.
That's about all I can remember currently. So now, the dilemmas are about the CPU and graphics card. Let's start with the CPU because it's damn important. As many of us might know, there are 2 leading companies manufactoring CPUS. These two are AMD (Advanced Micro Devices (I think)) and Intel. Obviously, Intel was the manufactorer of choice until quite recently (1 year?) when AMD came out with their 64 bit processors. These two compete very well in the processor market and here comes the dilemma. Though many laymen (or n00bs or newbs) might decide solely on the clock speeds, it isn't the case now.
AMD Athlon 64 FX-55 is said and reviewed to be the best processor available currently, trashing Intel's processors such as Pentium 4 Extreme Edition. Although I haven't had the cold hard cash to test the difference, I believe this IS the case. Intel hasn't really been releasing REAL new processors recently, except for releasing differently architectured CPUs. An example is the Prescott, which actually doesn't really make a difference in performance, except more heat, and higher prices. I used to support Intel, but now, I can't help but say I might be changing my mind.
I have searched widely and read extensively on different viewpoints of both Intel and AMD. If I went with AMD, I would choose the AMD Athlon 64 FX-55 processor, and if I went with Intel, I would opt to have dual Intel Xeons or Intel Pentium 4 Extreme Edition. In terms of durability, Intel has the upper hand. AMD processors release quite a lot of heat. In terms of price, AMD wins. So, we come back to the main question. WHICH ONE DO I CHOOSE???
Ok. Now the graphics card problem. I support ATI obviously. I bought the X800 Pro for my desktop and it worked wonderfully. At that time, Nvidia's cards were definitely too large, and simultenously, they lost in terms of performance. Now, ATI has spit out the new 512MB ATI Radeon X850 XT Platinum Edition. It's about 300 dollars more expensive than the X800, but not worthwhile if we consider the minimal performance increase. And Nvidia unleashed it's new SLI "technology". SLI stands for "Scalable Link Interface" which allows the user (must have SLI chipset motherboard) to link 2 of their graphics cards together. The graphics cards hence combine the two GPUs' powers and use it to render as 1. Hence, there should be a theoretical increase of 100%. This is damn costly, requiring like 2 of their best graphics cards.
I cannot afford to have SLI. I don't want to waste money buying the X850 XT PE. WHAT SHOULD I DO?
After considering all the above mentioned factors, I have concluded that I should wait for a while more, allowing these companies to release better products before I start buying parts (unless there's a super large sack of cash that suddenly drops into my room).
1)ATX/Extended ATX case
2)PSU (power supply unit)
3)Motherboard
4)CPU (central processing unit)
5)RAM (random access memory)
6)Graphics Card
7)Hard Disks
8)DVD-RAM/DVD-RW burner combo*
9)CD-R/CD-RW burner combo*
10)Floppy disk drive**
11)Cooling Setup**
Others:
12)Monitor
13)Keyboard
14)Mouse**
15)Speakers**
Notes:
*Means combined usuage.
** Means optional or already have.
That's about all I can remember currently. So now, the dilemmas are about the CPU and graphics card. Let's start with the CPU because it's damn important. As many of us might know, there are 2 leading companies manufactoring CPUS. These two are AMD (Advanced Micro Devices (I think)) and Intel. Obviously, Intel was the manufactorer of choice until quite recently (1 year?) when AMD came out with their 64 bit processors. These two compete very well in the processor market and here comes the dilemma. Though many laymen (or n00bs or newbs) might decide solely on the clock speeds, it isn't the case now.
AMD Athlon 64 FX-55 is said and reviewed to be the best processor available currently, trashing Intel's processors such as Pentium 4 Extreme Edition. Although I haven't had the cold hard cash to test the difference, I believe this IS the case. Intel hasn't really been releasing REAL new processors recently, except for releasing differently architectured CPUs. An example is the Prescott, which actually doesn't really make a difference in performance, except more heat, and higher prices. I used to support Intel, but now, I can't help but say I might be changing my mind.
I have searched widely and read extensively on different viewpoints of both Intel and AMD. If I went with AMD, I would choose the AMD Athlon 64 FX-55 processor, and if I went with Intel, I would opt to have dual Intel Xeons or Intel Pentium 4 Extreme Edition. In terms of durability, Intel has the upper hand. AMD processors release quite a lot of heat. In terms of price, AMD wins. So, we come back to the main question. WHICH ONE DO I CHOOSE???
Ok. Now the graphics card problem. I support ATI obviously. I bought the X800 Pro for my desktop and it worked wonderfully. At that time, Nvidia's cards were definitely too large, and simultenously, they lost in terms of performance. Now, ATI has spit out the new 512MB ATI Radeon X850 XT Platinum Edition. It's about 300 dollars more expensive than the X800, but not worthwhile if we consider the minimal performance increase. And Nvidia unleashed it's new SLI "technology". SLI stands for "Scalable Link Interface" which allows the user (must have SLI chipset motherboard) to link 2 of their graphics cards together. The graphics cards hence combine the two GPUs' powers and use it to render as 1. Hence, there should be a theoretical increase of 100%. This is damn costly, requiring like 2 of their best graphics cards.
I cannot afford to have SLI. I don't want to waste money buying the X850 XT PE. WHAT SHOULD I DO?
After considering all the above mentioned factors, I have concluded that I should wait for a while more, allowing these companies to release better products before I start buying parts (unless there's a super large sack of cash that suddenly drops into my room).
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Sian.
Wah went to archery on Friday.. Quite a short session.. Not very nice facilities so a bit sian diao.. I found a nice picture of someone and wanted to post.. But I deleted it after a while. Haha.. Guess the victim is rather relieved...
Friday, February 25, 2005
Foresight. Surprises.
Foresight is extremely important. I predicted the screwing up of this NTU Invitational Shoot, therefore, as a precaution, I signed up for Monthly Shoot. For the NTU Invitational Shoot, I hit 574, 2 points below my personal best. Kelvin won me with the same score as before, 575. Super consistant. Tomorrow, I will go and get our medals (team silver), and also my tripod. After having a nice training session with it, I will be all prepared for monthly shoot!
Although I do not believe I will be able to break my personal best after just a single training session with a new piece of equipment, I hope I can at least match it. That's damn important.
And in the previous post I displayed my results. Today, I had the confirmation from both subjects. Surprisingly, I achieved an A1 for my second Mathematics test! That just so Ub3r 1337! So now what I am lacking is the result for my English. Here are the updated results:
English: Dunno.
Chinese: A1, 81%
Mathematics: A2, Dunno how many %
Biology: A1, 75%
Physics: A1, 86%
Chemistry: A2, dunno how many %
Integrated Humanities Elective aka Geog: E8, 40% (no change)
Integrated Humanities Core: C6, 50%
Computer Studies: No test!
So my MSG becomes (1+1+1+2+2+7)/6 = 2.33333333333333333333333333, approx. 2.3, which is still damn good. Let's say I get A2 for my English, then it becomes (1+1+1+2+2+2+7)/7 = 2.2857142857142857142857142857143, approx. 2.28, which is also damn good, so lets all hope I get an A for my English!
Although I do not believe I will be able to break my personal best after just a single training session with a new piece of equipment, I hope I can at least match it. That's damn important.
And in the previous post I displayed my results. Today, I had the confirmation from both subjects. Surprisingly, I achieved an A1 for my second Mathematics test! That just so Ub3r 1337! So now what I am lacking is the result for my English. Here are the updated results:
English: Dunno.
Chinese: A1, 81%
Mathematics: A2, Dunno how many %
Biology: A1, 75%
Physics: A1, 86%
Chemistry: A2, dunno how many %
Integrated Humanities Elective aka Geog: E8, 40% (no change)
Integrated Humanities Core: C6, 50%
Computer Studies: No test!
So my MSG becomes (1+1+1+2+2+7)/6 = 2.33333333333333333333333333, approx. 2.3, which is still damn good. Let's say I get A2 for my English, then it becomes (1+1+1+2+2+2+7)/7 = 2.2857142857142857142857142857143, approx. 2.28, which is also damn good, so lets all hope I get an A for my English!
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Expectations.
After what seemed to be an ever-lasting period of tests, I, along with most of my classmates, emerged from the classroom, alive, surprisingly. So here are the results for the term:
English: Dunno.
Chinese: A1, 81%
Mathematics: C6*, 50%
Biology: A1, 75%
Physics: A1, 86%
Chemistry: A2, dunno how many %
Integrated Humanities Elective aka Geog: E8*, 40%
Integrated Humanities Core: C6, 50%
Computer Studies: No test!
* means unconfirmed, second test result unrevealed.
Counting the known results, including the current Maths and Geog results, my MSG is a grand 3.0! Note - humanities are counted under one subject. As we all can see, I am really screwed, as expected. For Geog, I have a chance of going up to a maximum of C5. For Maths, a maximum of A1. So let's calculate the best MSG I can get:
(1+1+1+1+1+2+5)/7 = 1.71428571428571428571428571, approx. 1.7, which is damn good for the first term in sec three! But it's impossible anyway.
Tomorrow, I will compete in NTU Invitational Shoot. I do not expect anything much from it, at least not when I have not trained for the past three weeks, not counting today and yesterday. Obviously I had to train like hell. I bruised my knuckles, and now they have this perpetually raw, red colour. Damn it hurts. Even when I just put on the glove.
Losing is not a sweet experience for most of us. However, it's inevitable in cases like this. I am going to fall behind my personal best set previously during the SAFRA Invitational Shoot. Do not expect much, for expectations are nothing but imaginations. Two days after NTU Invitational Shoot, however, I aim to rise again, and defeat my personal best of 576 during the Monthly Shoot!
Expectations.
Bullshit.
English: Dunno.
Chinese: A1, 81%
Mathematics: C6*, 50%
Biology: A1, 75%
Physics: A1, 86%
Chemistry: A2, dunno how many %
Integrated Humanities Elective aka Geog: E8*, 40%
Integrated Humanities Core: C6, 50%
Computer Studies: No test!
* means unconfirmed, second test result unrevealed.
Counting the known results, including the current Maths and Geog results, my MSG is a grand 3.0! Note - humanities are counted under one subject. As we all can see, I am really screwed, as expected. For Geog, I have a chance of going up to a maximum of C5. For Maths, a maximum of A1. So let's calculate the best MSG I can get:
(1+1+1+1+1+2+5)/7 = 1.71428571428571428571428571, approx. 1.7, which is damn good for the first term in sec three! But it's impossible anyway.
Tomorrow, I will compete in NTU Invitational Shoot. I do not expect anything much from it, at least not when I have not trained for the past three weeks, not counting today and yesterday. Obviously I had to train like hell. I bruised my knuckles, and now they have this perpetually raw, red colour. Damn it hurts. Even when I just put on the glove.
Losing is not a sweet experience for most of us. However, it's inevitable in cases like this. I am going to fall behind my personal best set previously during the SAFRA Invitational Shoot. Do not expect much, for expectations are nothing but imaginations. Two days after NTU Invitational Shoot, however, I aim to rise again, and defeat my personal best of 576 during the Monthly Shoot!
Expectations.
Bullshit.
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Nails.
Slept till 3. Planned to train today but obviously it was too late. So training on Sunday instead. Unless I oversleep again. I woke up so late I acually did nothing much.
I used the computer a bit, then we went out for dinner with my grandmother as usual. Ate dinner at Bali Thai in IMM, then went to buy my mother's new handphone, which was rather cheap. Sony Ericsson phone, so I didn't really support the buy. But anyway we tried the camera and all, and the quality obviously loses to my phone, the Nokia 6670, which incidentally has a 1 megapixel camera.
My father and I went to pick up my sister at Hwa Chong Institution, college side, before returning to IMM. My sister and I went to pick my mother and grandmother up, and I went to buy the better version of Kung Fu Hustle DVD. Luckily it had Cantonese, which sounded much better and more natural. That's out of point. So we loaded the groceries and stuff into the car boot, when a good passer-by came out and said, "Your tyre is flattened," while pointing at the left rear tyre. I was like, "What the?", but when I looked down, the damn thing really was flattened.
I showed it to my father, and we were like "Shit!". Therefore, we unloaded all the things from the boot, placed them in the car, sent my grandmother into the building with my sister to take a sit, and tried to recall how to change a tyre. I never saw someone changing a tyre before, and neither has my mother. My mother has the theory while my father had both the theory and experience, 20 years ago. So we took out the tools, my father made me take the spare tyre out, and we looked all the place for the damn jack. Finally, I found it hiding inside a compartment, which was covered by a unscrewable cap. The whole damn thing was camouflaged. So I opened the thing, to find the jack, mounted onto some kind of bracket. We tried to take it out, finally giving up and calling the car selling agent. He told us were aupposed to turn the black knob and so we did. Magically, the damn thing came lose and I took it out.
Next, we, or rather, I, was supposed to jack the car up. But, HOW THE HELL DO I DO THAT? So my father told me, "See the gap here?" while pointing at the gap on the jack, and continued by saying "there's a groove at around that area, this goes there." So I kneeled down, and mounted the jack on the grooves. Then I turned the damn knob using an assortment of tools to jack it up. Before jacking it completely, we, or rather, I, had a hard time unscrewing the bolts. I then jacked the whole car up, took the tyre out, and put the new one in. I lowered the car, tightened the bolts, replaced the cap, kept the tools and jack, and threw the screwed up tyre in boot, and went to wash my entirely black hands.
We realised that there was a small little nail with a diameter not wider than 0.25cm stuck in the tyre. Damn that nail!
Went home to watch Kung Fu Hustle, cut my nails, as in those growing on my fingers, blogged!
I used the computer a bit, then we went out for dinner with my grandmother as usual. Ate dinner at Bali Thai in IMM, then went to buy my mother's new handphone, which was rather cheap. Sony Ericsson phone, so I didn't really support the buy. But anyway we tried the camera and all, and the quality obviously loses to my phone, the Nokia 6670, which incidentally has a 1 megapixel camera.
My father and I went to pick up my sister at Hwa Chong Institution, college side, before returning to IMM. My sister and I went to pick my mother and grandmother up, and I went to buy the better version of Kung Fu Hustle DVD. Luckily it had Cantonese, which sounded much better and more natural. That's out of point. So we loaded the groceries and stuff into the car boot, when a good passer-by came out and said, "Your tyre is flattened," while pointing at the left rear tyre. I was like, "What the?", but when I looked down, the damn thing really was flattened.
I showed it to my father, and we were like "Shit!". Therefore, we unloaded all the things from the boot, placed them in the car, sent my grandmother into the building with my sister to take a sit, and tried to recall how to change a tyre. I never saw someone changing a tyre before, and neither has my mother. My mother has the theory while my father had both the theory and experience, 20 years ago. So we took out the tools, my father made me take the spare tyre out, and we looked all the place for the damn jack. Finally, I found it hiding inside a compartment, which was covered by a unscrewable cap. The whole damn thing was camouflaged. So I opened the thing, to find the jack, mounted onto some kind of bracket. We tried to take it out, finally giving up and calling the car selling agent. He told us were aupposed to turn the black knob and so we did. Magically, the damn thing came lose and I took it out.
Next, we, or rather, I, was supposed to jack the car up. But, HOW THE HELL DO I DO THAT? So my father told me, "See the gap here?" while pointing at the gap on the jack, and continued by saying "there's a groove at around that area, this goes there." So I kneeled down, and mounted the jack on the grooves. Then I turned the damn knob using an assortment of tools to jack it up. Before jacking it completely, we, or rather, I, had a hard time unscrewing the bolts. I then jacked the whole car up, took the tyre out, and put the new one in. I lowered the car, tightened the bolts, replaced the cap, kept the tools and jack, and threw the screwed up tyre in boot, and went to wash my entirely black hands.
We realised that there was a small little nail with a diameter not wider than 0.25cm stuck in the tyre. Damn that nail!
Went home to watch Kung Fu Hustle, cut my nails, as in those growing on my fingers, blogged!
Friday, February 18, 2005
Soccer and IHC
IHC is gay. Tested on "the rise of nationalism in Indonesia and Thailand". Like WTF! Study for like 4 hours for that 40 minutes test. WTF! Must remember all those guai lan names like Chulalongkorn, Vajiravudh, Prajadhipok for Thailand, and for Indonesia even worse. Not only that. Must also remember what they did that led to the rise of nationalism. There are like 10 points for Indonesia and for Thailand it is the rule of 2 kings + a prime minister. Happy New Year. F9.
After the test, I slacked, and inhaled a whole lot of aqueous ammonia fumes. We also had fun touching the aqueous sodium hydroxide and trying to wash the soapy feeling off. For training, we ran up 6 levels of steps and down twice. Finished in 1 minute and 45 seconds isit? Then this little sec one had to pull us down so the whole group pump 7. 7 is damn little but I just finished punishing the C Div' captain, did 30 standard pumping with him + ran the damn steps like xiao. After that, we were supposed to be panting like hell, shooting 10 shots. But the timing was wrong, and we could rest while waiting for the previous detail to end. When they ended, we had to pump 10 more to increase our pulse rate. Sadistic. Shot like 65! Wth. No suit, no golve, no shoes, no shooting glasses, and no proper rifle. I could hardly see the target or keep my relationship correct. Simultenously, I was shaking like shit, the cheek piece wasn't high enough and the rear sight was too close my eye.
After "30" more pumping, we went to play soccer. Then it started raining like hell. It was about 5pm. So we decided to wait. We juggled the ball in the shelter, and did lame stuff like volleying at sec 1s and air trapping. When the rain finally stopped, only 6 people were left. We we played 3 on 3. Glenn and I changed into our boots to scare the shit out of the sec 1s. I realised that my Predator Pulse's outsole cannot be used effectively when it is wet, so no banana kick. It just slips off my Roteiro. So we played, and it started to rain, but we continued playing until we were all soaked. The people in the bus probably didn't like seeing us all wet and grassy.
After the test, I slacked, and inhaled a whole lot of aqueous ammonia fumes. We also had fun touching the aqueous sodium hydroxide and trying to wash the soapy feeling off. For training, we ran up 6 levels of steps and down twice. Finished in 1 minute and 45 seconds isit? Then this little sec one had to pull us down so the whole group pump 7. 7 is damn little but I just finished punishing the C Div' captain, did 30 standard pumping with him + ran the damn steps like xiao. After that, we were supposed to be panting like hell, shooting 10 shots. But the timing was wrong, and we could rest while waiting for the previous detail to end. When they ended, we had to pump 10 more to increase our pulse rate. Sadistic. Shot like 65! Wth. No suit, no golve, no shoes, no shooting glasses, and no proper rifle. I could hardly see the target or keep my relationship correct. Simultenously, I was shaking like shit, the cheek piece wasn't high enough and the rear sight was too close my eye.
After "30" more pumping, we went to play soccer. Then it started raining like hell. It was about 5pm. So we decided to wait. We juggled the ball in the shelter, and did lame stuff like volleying at sec 1s and air trapping. When the rain finally stopped, only 6 people were left. We we played 3 on 3. Glenn and I changed into our boots to scare the shit out of the sec 1s. I realised that my Predator Pulse's outsole cannot be used effectively when it is wet, so no banana kick. It just slips off my Roteiro. So we played, and it started to rain, but we continued playing until we were all soaked. The people in the bus probably didn't like seeing us all wet and grassy.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
First Blog Since ???
While chatting with Keef, I suddenly remembered that I haven't blogged for like 1 and a half weeks. With guilt weighing me down, I tried to give myself excuses. They sounded quite reasonable fortunately...
Went to Malaysia for "CNY Celebration" with my relatives. It was more like "CNY Castration". Whoa.. A bit exaggerated. The four hour ride to Kota Tinggi was almost living hell. Who wants to watch Constantine on Friday? Ok. Out of point. Back to the livcar ride. Since the nearest airport was at KL, duh we had to drive. My father drove as usual and my mother, my sister and I just stoned, slept and talked. Mostly sleeping. As most of us might know, Malaysia is an extremely temperature friendly country, giving shockingly high points (degrees Celsius). With an extremely comforting array of concrete, brick and stone (and various other materials) buildings, the temperature is amplified (is it approiate to use this term?) to the maximum temperature potential. So I will stop being sacarstic here. It was damn frickin hot there. Almost shit boiling. Like Nanyang Primary School (new building) as I realised a few years ago and remembered yesterday. For a more detailed explanation or elaboration, please proceed to the next paragraph.
Nanyang Primary School. One of the most sought after primary school. I graduated from this school. Old building. They started using the new campus immediately after my batch of students left. Many of us felt deprived. We contributed quite a lot for that building but we didn't get to use it. But I moved on to The Chinese High School with little reluctance. I always wanted to be in TCHS since I knew my father was working there, which was probably the day I knew anything. TCHS is always decribed as a heaven of the secondary schools, with the largest secondary school campus and all. Back to the NYPS thing. During CNY when I was sec 1, I returned to NYPS, once more proving many of my teachers wrong. Many (or most) of them probably thought I would never make it to TCHS. There is one specific teacher, which I will not name here, who even released his/her (not even the gender should be revealed) thoughts to the world around her. I knew, and I remembered. And I shall continue to. Time passed like a speeding pellet. PSLE had arrived. That was the time I should go against all odds, and bust that "confirmed" prediction.
A little background before I go on to the PSLE stage. I achieved a remarkable (bleh) 220 for my prelims. Results reflect the time spent studying. 220 was not at all desirable. The month before PSLE, my father aided me. I studied like bloody hell, not even looking at the computer. I knew I had to concentrate to get pass this barrier. I did not even think about playing. That month, it was pure studying. I revised everything, even my maths and science, which I always aced easily (not now). PSLE came, and went. As usual, time passed quickly. Results were going to be released. I had no confidence on myself. I dreaded that day more than any day ever. But I had to face the reality. It had to come.
I was mentally prepared for the worst. I sat in class, with my head facing the hard, tiled floor. My ex-form teacher told us that there was a tie between two students for the top position (in class). First was Valerie (now in MGS). Since girls' results were announced first, Valerie's results were quickly publicised. I looked up and saw my ex-form teacher give me a smile. I was like, "Huh? Like that also can smile?". I can bet at that moment everyone who hadn't gotten their results hoped they were the one who tied. My turn came, the teacher started off the sentence with these words (in Chinese) "The second person who tied". So anyway I was shocked. Only could say "Walao!" over and over again. I glanced at the laminated result sheet. English: A; Chinese: A*; Mathematics: A*; Science: A*. Aggregate: 266. At least I confirmed a place in TCHS. At that time I was too happy to remember the specific teacher and her prophecy.
So back to the NYPS thing. Quite an extreme sidetrack there.. When I returned as an ex-student, I realised immediately that NYPS was not at all a place that I desired to study in. The trees were not much taller than 2m and the entire place was built of concrete, having only occasional patches of grass. The hard stone floor and walls radiated heat and reflected the glaring sun light. Even the space between the small track was hard stone, as it was replaced, instead of grass, with a basketball court. Can you imagine how bloody hot it was? TCHS is a total paradise compared that that concrete jungle. How the hell did they live there???
Back to my first point. Malaysia. It was sometime like that. Hardly any greenery. So it was frickin hot. I reached my uncle's house and stoned quite a bit there. Then we went to check in to the hotel. Stoned a bit more. Went back to uncle's house, stone a lot more, went back to hotel. Watched fireworks. Slept...
To be continued...
Went to Malaysia for "CNY Celebration" with my relatives. It was more like "CNY Castration". Whoa.. A bit exaggerated. The four hour ride to Kota Tinggi was almost living hell. Who wants to watch Constantine on Friday? Ok. Out of point. Back to the livcar ride. Since the nearest airport was at KL, duh we had to drive. My father drove as usual and my mother, my sister and I just stoned, slept and talked. Mostly sleeping. As most of us might know, Malaysia is an extremely temperature friendly country, giving shockingly high points (degrees Celsius). With an extremely comforting array of concrete, brick and stone (and various other materials) buildings, the temperature is amplified (is it approiate to use this term?) to the maximum temperature potential. So I will stop being sacarstic here. It was damn frickin hot there. Almost shit boiling. Like Nanyang Primary School (new building) as I realised a few years ago and remembered yesterday. For a more detailed explanation or elaboration, please proceed to the next paragraph.
Nanyang Primary School. One of the most sought after primary school. I graduated from this school. Old building. They started using the new campus immediately after my batch of students left. Many of us felt deprived. We contributed quite a lot for that building but we didn't get to use it. But I moved on to The Chinese High School with little reluctance. I always wanted to be in TCHS since I knew my father was working there, which was probably the day I knew anything. TCHS is always decribed as a heaven of the secondary schools, with the largest secondary school campus and all. Back to the NYPS thing. During CNY when I was sec 1, I returned to NYPS, once more proving many of my teachers wrong. Many (or most) of them probably thought I would never make it to TCHS. There is one specific teacher, which I will not name here, who even released his/her (not even the gender should be revealed) thoughts to the world around her. I knew, and I remembered. And I shall continue to. Time passed like a speeding pellet. PSLE had arrived. That was the time I should go against all odds, and bust that "confirmed" prediction.
A little background before I go on to the PSLE stage. I achieved a remarkable (bleh) 220 for my prelims. Results reflect the time spent studying. 220 was not at all desirable. The month before PSLE, my father aided me. I studied like bloody hell, not even looking at the computer. I knew I had to concentrate to get pass this barrier. I did not even think about playing. That month, it was pure studying. I revised everything, even my maths and science, which I always aced easily (not now). PSLE came, and went. As usual, time passed quickly. Results were going to be released. I had no confidence on myself. I dreaded that day more than any day ever. But I had to face the reality. It had to come.
I was mentally prepared for the worst. I sat in class, with my head facing the hard, tiled floor. My ex-form teacher told us that there was a tie between two students for the top position (in class). First was Valerie (now in MGS). Since girls' results were announced first, Valerie's results were quickly publicised. I looked up and saw my ex-form teacher give me a smile. I was like, "Huh? Like that also can smile?". I can bet at that moment everyone who hadn't gotten their results hoped they were the one who tied. My turn came, the teacher started off the sentence with these words (in Chinese) "The second person who tied". So anyway I was shocked. Only could say "Walao!" over and over again. I glanced at the laminated result sheet. English: A; Chinese: A*; Mathematics: A*; Science: A*. Aggregate: 266. At least I confirmed a place in TCHS. At that time I was too happy to remember the specific teacher and her prophecy.
So back to the NYPS thing. Quite an extreme sidetrack there.. When I returned as an ex-student, I realised immediately that NYPS was not at all a place that I desired to study in. The trees were not much taller than 2m and the entire place was built of concrete, having only occasional patches of grass. The hard stone floor and walls radiated heat and reflected the glaring sun light. Even the space between the small track was hard stone, as it was replaced, instead of grass, with a basketball court. Can you imagine how bloody hot it was? TCHS is a total paradise compared that that concrete jungle. How the hell did they live there???
Back to my first point. Malaysia. It was sometime like that. Hardly any greenery. So it was frickin hot. I reached my uncle's house and stoned quite a bit there. Then we went to check in to the hotel. Stoned a bit more. Went back to uncle's house, stone a lot more, went back to hotel. Watched fireworks. Slept...
To be continued...
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Safra Regional Shoot and The DBI
DBI stands for "Day Before It". Yes, the day before today = yesterday. Yesterday I went to SAFRA from school after the slack lessons to some non-slack training. The whole range was freaking full and since Jianghao and Kelvin got there before us (Boxian and me), they got the 2 allocated lanes for HCI (Hwa Chong Institution). Boxian used a lane close to his competition bay, risking having to move out anytime while I just trained at the coach's bays. I had to endure the extreme heat of the room and worse the noise from the freaking noisy sec twos, namely DANIEL <-- If you are reading this I just want you to know you are going to pump like hell one day.
Anyway I trained pretty well and since I already made an agreement with Jianghao to let me use his lane after a while, I just beared with the FREAKING NOISE. Finally, at about 4.30, sweating and irritated, I moved out. I continued to train at lane no-idea-what-number-it-is for a while until they came to test the finals machines thing. So I packed everything ready to go home. Then I saw Qiao-ge at the coach's bays area asking me to train inside. So I just went and re-filled my gas cylinder, went inside and released about 5 air shots and started to train, AGAIN. Anyway hard work pays off a little.
So it reached today, SAFRA Regional Shoot. First time using my P700 in a competition and all. So I just went there, stressed to the core, sandwiched between a XMSS shooter and a TSS shooter. The TSS shooter shot damn fast and ended with a score of 480+ or 380+ (Can't remember la. And I didn't know the scores at that time by the way). So anyway I just continued shooting slowly. Then there was this fateful shot. I aimed, I pulled the trigger to the first pressure, I concentrated on the relationship and aiming picture, then I pulled to second pressure (or so I thought), then I shifted the rifle, then BAM! SHIT! 8!! Anyway that was my only 8. Damn sad. So I finished before the XMSS guy behind me. Estimated about 570+.
Packed all my stuff knowing I can definitely not get into the finals. Went to eat wif LJH and OBX. Came back and saw the scores, 576! Not really good considering my target was 580+. But I was satisfied with the 12 position, losing only to the pros. Best of all I beat Kelvin and Ronald!! Haha.. Exact same score with Junyang but I had a higher seconds last series (last series was the same) so I won him!! No tripod and all.. Haha...
Wah not bad right? 576. But I am still going to train and finally achieve my goal! To be continued..
Anyway I trained pretty well and since I already made an agreement with Jianghao to let me use his lane after a while, I just beared with the FREAKING NOISE. Finally, at about 4.30, sweating and irritated, I moved out. I continued to train at lane no-idea-what-number-it-is for a while until they came to test the finals machines thing. So I packed everything ready to go home. Then I saw Qiao-ge at the coach's bays area asking me to train inside. So I just went and re-filled my gas cylinder, went inside and released about 5 air shots and started to train, AGAIN. Anyway hard work pays off a little.
So it reached today, SAFRA Regional Shoot. First time using my P700 in a competition and all. So I just went there, stressed to the core, sandwiched between a XMSS shooter and a TSS shooter. The TSS shooter shot damn fast and ended with a score of 480+ or 380+ (Can't remember la. And I didn't know the scores at that time by the way). So anyway I just continued shooting slowly. Then there was this fateful shot. I aimed, I pulled the trigger to the first pressure, I concentrated on the relationship and aiming picture, then I pulled to second pressure (or so I thought), then I shifted the rifle, then BAM! SHIT! 8!! Anyway that was my only 8. Damn sad. So I finished before the XMSS guy behind me. Estimated about 570+.
Packed all my stuff knowing I can definitely not get into the finals. Went to eat wif LJH and OBX. Came back and saw the scores, 576! Not really good considering my target was 580+. But I was satisfied with the 12 position, losing only to the pros. Best of all I beat Kelvin and Ronald!! Haha.. Exact same score with Junyang but I had a higher seconds last series (last series was the same) so I won him!! No tripod and all.. Haha...
Wah not bad right? 576. But I am still going to train and finally achieve my goal! To be continued..
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Training (again) and Coach's Mini Competition
Woke up about 9 and left for safra at 9:45. Took a cab as usual and reached there at about 10. Nothing special was happening except maybe the whole gang of sec twos crowding around the counter. After I finally drew my weapon and equipment, I started training.
Still felt a bit sleepy. I realised that my butt plate was too high and cheek piece was too low. So I just adjusted and continued training. Sat down after 20 mins (too sleepy). Adjusted my cheek piece's angle and position while sitting. After that the cheek piece was puuurfect! Shot quite well but after about 2 hours coach started the Mini Competition (MC).
Wth I did not have enough cards so coach gave me a stack anyway. I was like "Wah. So many cards". But as usual I counted the number of cards and the counting returned 6 sets of 10s and a extra 5 cards (65). So I shot 5 sighters and went on to speed shoot (trying to ignore the pain and finish quickly at the same time). I shot uber fast unlike my normal self. After what seemed to be 50 shots (I didn't count), I was thinking "Wah kao.. 60 shots so many meh??". Anyway I finished shooting asap.
When I was counting the score, I realised that I SHOT 10 EXTRA FREAKIN SHOTS! Anyway I got 573 for the first 6 series. END!!! Playing CS!!
Still felt a bit sleepy. I realised that my butt plate was too high and cheek piece was too low. So I just adjusted and continued training. Sat down after 20 mins (too sleepy). Adjusted my cheek piece's angle and position while sitting. After that the cheek piece was puuurfect! Shot quite well but after about 2 hours coach started the Mini Competition (MC).
Wth I did not have enough cards so coach gave me a stack anyway. I was like "Wah. So many cards". But as usual I counted the number of cards and the counting returned 6 sets of 10s and a extra 5 cards (65). So I shot 5 sighters and went on to speed shoot (trying to ignore the pain and finish quickly at the same time). I shot uber fast unlike my normal self. After what seemed to be 50 shots (I didn't count), I was thinking "Wah kao.. 60 shots so many meh??". Anyway I finished shooting asap.
When I was counting the score, I realised that I SHOT 10 EXTRA FREAKIN SHOTS! Anyway I got 573 for the first 6 series. END!!! Playing CS!!
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Camps and Miracles.
Nanyang Primary School's P5 camp today. I led 27 people to facilitate the camp. However, the instructors thought we were supposed to help the teachers, who actually do nothing, as in really nothing.
We met in NYPS at abt 8. Then I sorted them into groups with Ceyong screwing most stuff up by not following instuctions. Anyway I finally managed after quite a long time. Then I started learning the Elf Dance... (Learning.. learning..)
Anyway the camp started off really boring as the pairs led their classes and the VIP (Keef, Yu Xuan and I) just did the random work. We did stuff like preventing the blind lamers from tripping over tent pegs (DOH!). Like quite a few people fell. Thought the pegs were like damn obvious (DOUBLE DOH!). Anyway some of them served lunch and stuff.
By the way, I was able to do the Elf Dance after about 1 1/2 hours. Back to the camp thing. Since we were really bored and pissed, the VIPs decided to discuss this with the dua pai guy aka "Wax". Anyway, after a long discussion, he decided we could change the camp organisation a bit so we could do more stuff. Anyway, we (the VIPs) ran around informing everyone about the new plans. (My HP connected to the damn Malaysian line!!)
Anyway we did lame stuff like that basically. We also saw Bert and Jayliang kenna drenched. I also developed the taught the VIP cheer to the other 2 VIPs. It was a real morale booster.
Anyway, this is a real short miracle. No idea how it happened but... MY SOCIAL STUDIES HW WAS POSTPONED!!!
We met in NYPS at abt 8. Then I sorted them into groups with Ceyong screwing most stuff up by not following instuctions. Anyway I finally managed after quite a long time. Then I started learning the Elf Dance... (Learning.. learning..)
Anyway the camp started off really boring as the pairs led their classes and the VIP (Keef, Yu Xuan and I) just did the random work. We did stuff like preventing the blind lamers from tripping over tent pegs (DOH!). Like quite a few people fell. Thought the pegs were like damn obvious (DOUBLE DOH!). Anyway some of them served lunch and stuff.
By the way, I was able to do the Elf Dance after about 1 1/2 hours. Back to the camp thing. Since we were really bored and pissed, the VIPs decided to discuss this with the dua pai guy aka "Wax". Anyway, after a long discussion, he decided we could change the camp organisation a bit so we could do more stuff. Anyway, we (the VIPs) ran around informing everyone about the new plans. (My HP connected to the damn Malaysian line!!)
Anyway we did lame stuff like that basically. We also saw Bert and Jayliang kenna drenched. I also developed the taught the VIP cheer to the other 2 VIPs. It was a real morale booster.
Anyway, this is a real short miracle. No idea how it happened but... MY SOCIAL STUDIES HW WAS POSTPONED!!!
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Meetings. Training. Homework.
So basically I went to school. So it's pretty straight forward. Dismissed with Mathematics (super sadistically difficult so I can't even do 1 out if 7 questions) and Biology. Went to try and deposit the Class Funds but the damn room wasn't open. So anyway I went to throw my stuff into my father's car, then went to look for NanZG (wasn't there) to return the class funds for safe-keeping. Anyway when I finally could go to the canteen for lunch there wasn't enough time to eat. So I bought a sandwich and went outside LT3 to play chapteh while eating and waiting for the junior instructors meeting(talk about multi-tasking). So we went to the meeting and discussed the usual stuff. Dismissed with me and Clement each leading a group of 14 boys and 14 girls to facilitate the NYPS camp. After that I had to rush to Yishun SAFRA for some sec 2 c div' selection shit. I reached there and started doing my maths (still stuck at first question). I wrote 18 steps of some super complicated algebra+SURDS+quadratic equations+all other kinds of shit. 3 times. And I still couldn't do it. Anyway we were damn happy when we found out that the new rifles finally arrived. We unpacked them and packed them. One of the rifles were assigned to Ronald (sadly) and the other was supposed to be used by Kelvin, Boxian and I. So we realised that that was too stupid and troublesome we decided to "chee-ko-pa" it out. And I won so the rifle is mine :) Anyway I trained a little and realised that my rifle (Feinwerkbau Model 603) was still spoilt. So anyway I got kind of pissed so I stopped at abot 6:30P.M. Packed up my stuff and went home. So when I reached home (8P.M) I ate my dinner hungarily (I didn't eat lunch). Then I re-visted my seven maths questions and realised that there was no point since nobody was able to do either of the questions and my JC1 sister couldn't do it either (expected). Anyway I finished my IHC homework and continued to be pissed with my maths. So here I am blogging and yes this is a pretty long paragraph. Nothing else to say. EOS (End of Story)
Monday, January 10, 2005
Shit.
PE tommorrow. Can't log in to IVLE. No luck with FTP. Afternoon lessons tomorrow. <--in order or shittiness.
Sunday, January 09, 2005
Pwnage.
The title's crap. This has got nothing to do with pwnage.
Anyway let's blog away. Here I am sitting in front of my dual monitor laptop that's connected to a 200 watt sound system and my wireless network (including printer and 3000kbps internet connection), thinking of what to type really. With Boxian's blog on my right monitor, I am simultenously (spelling?) writing and reading. It's a test for my multi-tasking ability [otherwise known as Hyper-Threading Technology (click here for more details)].
Anyway, that's more than enough for computer jargon. Testing out my other language in preparation for my first computer studies (C++) lesson tomorrow. Anyway, I was searching for a more suitable GameBoy Color emulator for my handphone running Symbian OS. It's said that my handphone has a 100megahertz central processing unit (CPU) capable of emulating the GameBoy Color environment. So I went on a full scale search, and it ended with 3 results. vBoy, GoBoy and some other lame useless thing I didn't even consider. vBoy is said to be the best by many, and GoBoy is also said to be the best by many. So I tried GoBoy (it's free, unlike vBoy) and realised it didn't have colour (so much for a GBC emulator). Yes anyway I uninstalled it (didn't like it).
And back to the file transfer protocol (ftp) problem. No idea what happened.
Mmmm.. I am thinking about something to say..
Oh maybe my Biology lessons (endosymbiotic theory related jargon) or my recent experiences pwning people in CS (hmm.. seems a bit related to the title...)? Nothing much to say. And I have to go to school tomorrow.
Anyway let's all play Pokemon on our phones. We pwn (some relation here)! Anyway I will try to speak in more complicated computer terms from now on.
Anyway let's blog away. Here I am sitting in front of my dual monitor laptop that's connected to a 200 watt sound system and my wireless network (including printer and 3000kbps internet connection), thinking of what to type really. With Boxian's blog on my right monitor, I am simultenously (spelling?) writing and reading. It's a test for my multi-tasking ability [otherwise known as Hyper-Threading Technology (click here for more details)].
Anyway, that's more than enough for computer jargon. Testing out my other language in preparation for my first computer studies (C++) lesson tomorrow. Anyway, I was searching for a more suitable GameBoy Color emulator for my handphone running Symbian OS. It's said that my handphone has a 100megahertz central processing unit (CPU) capable of emulating the GameBoy Color environment. So I went on a full scale search, and it ended with 3 results. vBoy, GoBoy and some other lame useless thing I didn't even consider. vBoy is said to be the best by many, and GoBoy is also said to be the best by many. So I tried GoBoy (it's free, unlike vBoy) and realised it didn't have colour (so much for a GBC emulator). Yes anyway I uninstalled it (didn't like it).
And back to the file transfer protocol (ftp) problem. No idea what happened.
Mmmm.. I am thinking about something to say..
Oh maybe my Biology lessons (endosymbiotic theory related jargon) or my recent experiences pwning people in CS (hmm.. seems a bit related to the title...)? Nothing much to say. And I have to go to school tomorrow.
Anyway let's all play Pokemon on our phones. We pwn (some relation here)! Anyway I will try to speak in more complicated computer terms from now on.
Saturday, January 08, 2005
super training
Weekends finally. Trained from about 3:30 to 8:30. 1 hour for fixing rifle though. Haha. One of the cards after the fix.
I can't ftp. Some error. I will throw the pic in some other day. Those who carn wait can ask me for it :)
It's a 10.9 for those who don't know. Shot quite a few though I only wanted to keep one. And note the spastic name error. Was like damn tired but still continued training anyway. Since I have afternoon lessons on Monday (SAFRA closed), Tuesday and Thursday, I can only go to SAFRA on Wednesday and Friday. Sad.
I can't ftp. Some error. I will throw the pic in some other day. Those who carn wait can ask me for it :)
It's a 10.9 for those who don't know. Shot quite a few though I only wanted to keep one. And note the spastic name error. Was like damn tired but still continued training anyway. Since I have afternoon lessons on Monday (SAFRA closed), Tuesday and Thursday, I can only go to SAFRA on Wednesday and Friday. Sad.
Monday, January 03, 2005
Time Table Blues
Damn. Look at my time table.. It's the reason why this post will be short. I am going to rest as much as I can in preparation for tomorrow... I hope I survive the first few weeks before I get used to the super time table..
Saturday, January 01, 2005
Nothing Much and a Personal Recount
Nothing much done today.. Except re-re-re-reading Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire.. Dunno why every time i read it I will skip the first 3 chapters.. Haha...
Anyway I found out that my wireless internet connection isn't super stable.. It disconnects me from time to time. Anyway that's not very important :) I tried out my phone's features today.. Everythings cool except the last row of keys on the keypad. They are rather small and difficult to press.. And I still have to get used to the new keypad layout. And especially the new menu button and clear button (I keep pressing "Close"). I transfered some mp3 files and they sounded pretty good to me (for a phone). I also made my own Hitman: Contracts theme even though I don't use it (will cause lag - and I hate lag).
Time passes so quickly goddamnit. School is going to re-open in 2 days and I haven't even bought my new PE- t-shirt. I also need to buy new pants (damn I am getting fat!). I still remember how I felt just before taking my PSLE results. It was something like this...
End of Year 2002 (after PSLE but 2 days before release of results): I was bathing one day and at the same time I was dreading about the release of my PSLE results. I had 220 (exactly) for my prelims and I was expecting around 230 for my actual PSLE results. I studied like hell for PSLE (1 month) but anyway I still had little confidence in myself. So anyway I was dreading it.. And (surprise, surprise!) the day came (duh 2 days later). I was thinking "shit, shit" when I was sitting in the classroom. Anyway the teacher announced the highest scorer (Valerie) and she (the form teacher) said there was a tie for the highest scoring place. Anyway all I can say I was tied to that place. *END*
Anyway I found out that my wireless internet connection isn't super stable.. It disconnects me from time to time. Anyway that's not very important :) I tried out my phone's features today.. Everythings cool except the last row of keys on the keypad. They are rather small and difficult to press.. And I still have to get used to the new keypad layout. And especially the new menu button and clear button (I keep pressing "Close"). I transfered some mp3 files and they sounded pretty good to me (for a phone). I also made my own Hitman: Contracts theme even though I don't use it (will cause lag - and I hate lag).
Time passes so quickly goddamnit. School is going to re-open in 2 days and I haven't even bought my new PE- t-shirt. I also need to buy new pants (damn I am getting fat!). I still remember how I felt just before taking my PSLE results. It was something like this...
End of Year 2002 (after PSLE but 2 days before release of results): I was bathing one day and at the same time I was dreading about the release of my PSLE results. I had 220 (exactly) for my prelims and I was expecting around 230 for my actual PSLE results. I studied like hell for PSLE (1 month) but anyway I still had little confidence in myself. So anyway I was dreading it.. And (surprise, surprise!) the day came (duh 2 days later). I was thinking "shit, shit" when I was sitting in the classroom. Anyway the teacher announced the highest scorer (Valerie) and she (the form teacher) said there was a tie for the highest scoring place. Anyway all I can say I was tied to that place. *END*
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