rock on.

wow 100th post.

yeah so much for niu year
it was over in a flash.
and it IS getting increasingly boring
i realised that i just go to my relatives house, sit down and stone while they blabber away in hokkien.
hardly see any cousins or what that are same aged, and even if they are, they're frequencies are way off.

yeah so im back in sg worrying about my homework status
argh.
when this A levels is over i'll be fucking happy.

i realised that i blog pretty little

its like i havent even touched the 100 post mark and my blog's nearly 3 years old.

hahaha. ok well school kick started better than i anticipated.

i managed to delay slaughter, and do enough hw in between to scrape through lessons

im also perhaps getting not so slacky about math anymore

the onli subject i've let hang loose is chem

sorry yip but too bad chem is content based

i'll cram it over the weekend.

a few days ago lennon told me that 'we have no lives' in nj

true enough on a normal training day i stay in school from dusk to dawn

more than 12 freaking hours lah.

i find that all those nice clothes i have chucked in my wardrobe, simply remain chucked there except for sundays(church) and outing days.

true enough i dun hang out and go play around like i did in secondary school anymore

i dun stick around orchard road/cityhall/queensway/friend's houses till 2am anymore

it seems my life revolves around studying, training, studying and training.

but think about it ppl.

while i do not advice ppl to go home and mug right after school(that is hardcore)

is going out with friends and doing the same stuff really considered as having a life?

does walking around window shopping, hitting the lanshop, eating at posh places, going to the arcade, watching every movie that hits the big screens, qualify as an exciting take to life?

does dispensing your parents hard earned money so you can enjoy for the moment, from which you gain nothing except perhaps better friendship, qualify as a LIFE?

ultimately, we all do the same thing everytime we go out

we hit town, we go to sentosa, we spend and eat and shop and we stay out late, accumulating oil on our skin, going home feeling sticky and tired.

dun you get sick of it?

i mean, i have nothing against go out-ers(lol), i was once a go out-er.

but life is all about balance.

going out to see my friends and catch up and all is sth i would definitely do.

and then comes the complex problem of ppl with too many friends, which i do not wish to discuss.

but going out for the sake of going out, becos its having a life?

thats dumb.

its what bengs do u know

they go out

they dun study

they dun train

look at them. either skinny or fat. its a joke.

i believe that having a life, is a personally defined.

based entirely on individual happiness

perhaps some ppl feel happy with wasting their lives away enjoying for the moment

they feel happy spending the day and copious amounts of money without gaining anyth, without improving their personal skills.

perhaps some ppl feel that being surrounded with friends is all that matters, and ensuring that these friendship remain strong, is what defines their life.

and then they turn around and say that some ppl have no lives.

well hey, i thought i would never say this, but what if some ppl feel that getting a proper education is actually something which defines their happiness?
what if some ppl feel that excelling physically, the intensity and aftermath of sports and exercise, is what makes them feel good?

haha what if some ppl actually are planning our their future happiness and LIFE?

ones which can be sustained and which will ultimately pawn the ones which are for the moment?

what if some ppl actually feel that music defines their life?

well. the thing about having a girlfriend/boyfriend is a trump card that doesnt apply here.

if u get what i mean.

so

as far as im concerned

going out is something i can dispense with currently(JC)

thrs stuff more important

studies, training, jamming and the occasional going out?

i think thats enough LIFE for me to handle at the moment actually

eating into my sleep.

school is coming in 2 days.
official feeling? stressed up beyond any recognition.
so far i've only managed to complete my GP homework.
my chem and physics have remained untouched
though i have been wanting to start on physics, i dun know what the hell to do
i think i will be screwed by teachers on the start on school
any attempts to do math have been foiled by the incredibly hard questions
its like trying to knock down the great wall of china
its possible, but u'd need to be superman
in which case im not.
math is a monster.
for the past week i've sat at my table scratching my head at math questions
so far i've done half of the first of four papers.

i've got ALL comers tomorrow
basically i'm going to get owned by the ppl thr who are bigger and older than me
but nevertheless, i will do my best
whether my best is enough, is another story.

and today i had lunch with 3:45
everyone seems pretty demoralised
but i do urge u guys to get back on track
we wanna leave a legacy
surely you dun wanna end up telling ur kids next time
'i had a band once... didnt work out so great.'

after lunch we hit the arcade
whr our good ol drummer tried his luck on drummania
i dun quite remember laughing so hard in a long time when i saw the STAGE FAIL
and he was playing BEGINNER
its pure irony.
but well im sure thrs reasons lol
and we played somemore games to do with music, and that was it
ithink we all had a taste of fun
we should do this more often
as 3:45

meanwhile my ankle is healing nicely
except that when i rotate it it goes crack crack CRACK
well.
i guess it needs some time
but im gg back to running
i dun have the luxury of time.

should i swim tml?

a week before the new year i told myself
'i feel like staying at home for new year's eve and new year'
and on 30th December tuesday, i sprained my ankle super badly while jumping stupid hurdles.
nice one right.
so i lay at home waiting for my ankle to heal for the past two days
i din exercise
well today i did try to get out of the house to swim, onli to angered outbursts by my dad and mom, complaining that i cant even lie still for two days.
WHO CAN?!!
its outrageous.
i feel so sickly.
i need to get active.

and so passes my new year-.-
well i did play some games on the com, watch a hell lot of tv, read, do some gp, sleep and eat.
i feel du lan with myself for spraining my ankle.

meantime, i guess i really need to do something about my math
which is abysmal.
like. i cant even figure out how to switch on the GC now.
many thanks to god that 1+1=2 is a universally known fact.

i felt i've slept so much that im on OVERCHARGE.

oh yeah new years resolutions.
well i dun believe in making resolutions once a year
i make resolutions everyday
i resolve myself to be better than i was yesterday, everyday.

and what the hell.
go advertise ur bloody shop somewhere else dude.
im not interested in bras.
dun u have sth better to do than to pollute my tagboard?
go home and wank asshole.
screw the bloody hell off.