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At the first cutting light of August, many years ago, the world got the first glimpse of the entity known henceforth as Leon Yip. It decided to douse the aforesaid with sunshine, sweets, and loads of love. Legend has it, so convicting were his words, that upon his request, the world agreed to revolve around him, forever, and ever, and ever.

well, yarp.

congrats to mg for winning.

the trophy was humongous. about 1/2 my height or somethin'.

i just noticed how comlicated our class is. everybody knows something they weren't supposed to somehow. gosh, there reeeeally are eyes and furikin' ears on the wall.

not that its bad,but our class is so united, till the point that it becomes unstable.

heres my 2 cents. if one person snaps, which i think could reeeally be anybody, except paul ooi. we all know he just wants to "have fun" or learn fun. if anybody snaps, our class unity will be shattered, the very foundation decimated, words will come flying like bullets. it will hugely affect class morale.

why am i saying this? i have no idea. probably i'm just re-hinting to people to keep their discretion. coincidences, though not welcomed, are inevitable at times.

anyway..

yesterday was a mad rush for me.

chronologically..

woke up earlier, so i wouldn't be late for school..

was late for almost every lesson during school though..

at chinese, i had to maneouvre past the teacher waiting outside to find mr. ng. which me and gabriel did. had to reach a compromise with him so that he would bring us into the stadium.we did.

then,i had to run to the far entrance, and supposedly supposed to climb through a series of drains and holes in fences to get out of school.luckily for me, both gates were not lock.so i just ran out.

couldn't find a cab from the ITE bus-stop, so i took a bus down to queensway where i found one.

during the cab ride, i spoke in rather fake, articulated english, told the driver i only had 5.50. which was true. further on, he noted that i wasn't a pure singaporean. i said i lived in canada for 2 years and returned last year.i also said i was going to be late for piano leson, thus having to take an expensive taxi.

the driver called alot of people jay-walking "idiots" and "bastards" i was like. okayy.

the cab fare was $8.30.i paid $5.50.

piano lesson was fine. i released myself 10 mnutes earlier to withdraw a certain amount of money from my savings. took a taxi back to school for chinese oral just in time.

reached school right on the dot ,2.15, the reporting time. heaved a sigh of relieve and as the pace of the day slowed,i became more confident of myself.

chinese oral-i was, and still am confident i didn't screw up. i only mispronounced one word. a word which i at first knew the corrct pronounciation, but upon deliberation, decided it was another.so yeahh...

later, met up with gab,nate,and 'jin.ate 2 pratas.

about to leave for kallang via mrt when we saw busses at the bus bay. an idea struck gabriel and i ran after the bus. they were going to where we were going.we hitched a ride all the way there.

at kallang, we waited for mr.ng. he kindly conjure a ploy to get us in. little did any of us know at that point,what retardedly great seats we had later.

after walking around the stadium a couple of times, we somehow ended up sitting at the vip area. had the clearest view amongst nearly 3000 other people.

enjoyed the breakdancing, beat boxing and the band. was awestruck by the main event.

later on, we decided to leave. somehow, jin' and nate got separated from me and gab.

me and gab met mr. danny yeo. a most beloved teacher from my glorious days as a prefect councillor during primary school. he re-kindled my passion for good things. he subconsciously convinced me to stay for the results.

sat at a far end the second time, by now, the minister had occupied the vip seats we had previously occupied. prize presentation. i saw 3 figures sweeping through the the grounds. i stood up, and something inside me hatched. i threw everything, including gabriel down, and i positioned myself pole-ly.

the rest is still fuzzy and woozy to me. rather surreal. like we just qualified for top 3 in BoB all over again.

gosh have i bored people with details too many times.

but thanks nathan, e-jin, gabriel, for being so like. uhm. instigating?but reeally sorry for making you guys wait so long. i swear that once i could, i ran out of the darn place at my fastest running speed so far, to INTERCEPT gabriel who was carrying my bag. we had to jump over several fences higher than me to get to you guys.

thanks for those uhm. thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great, guys, haha. joking.

whoever wins internally, i feel that we have already won in our own hearts. nothing will change, we will just get better and better.

reeeeeeeeally long post.
the day, the music died.


bye, bye miss american pie,
i drove my chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry..
and good ol' boys were drinkin' whisky n' rye,
singin'

this will be the day that i die,
this will be the day that i die.

dammit ejin, dammit nathan, dammit conrad, dammit everybody who has stuff on on sunday.
this lack of motivation has left me no choice but to make this seemingly drastic decision. i'm gonna move into my grandmother's place. which means no comupters, no cable t.v, no dog, no guitars, basically, nothing that i would indulge myself in except for books.

of course, i'd have to pop by home everyday for a couple of hours to practice my piano and cello...

so yeah. basically, from now, my only mode of communication is my phone.

moving to my grandmother's place is a win-win situation. my brother won't complain that i mess up the room anymore, my mom won't complain that i mess up the house anymore, my dad won't complain i mess up his mind anymore and i get to spend quality time with my own self and my thoughts.

sad thing is, i'm not 18, so i can't pop by 7-11 for a couple of breezers which would be extremely fitting when i stare out at the full moon listening to the wind gently caressing my cheeks. also, my grandmother kicks ass in cooking.

so this would, hopefully, be the last blog post for a while. let us all hope, for my sake, that this hiatus would actually last.

so i'll have to move my clothes, books, and other miscellaneous necessary items over... and hope that there is still that mattress for me.. if not i'd have to move the spare mattress from my place over. which would mean alot of complaining on my dad's part. geez. -.-

cheers with beers to all.


looking forward to sunday.
Here i go, so dishonestly, leave a note.

yesterday was rather weird.the events of yesterday brought me through a kalaidescope of emotions.in the morning,i helped my dad for 3 1/2 hours so that i could get some cash to recoup my losses in hong kong.i felt real tired.after that, at home, i was back to doing maths.i felt inspired.i did about 15 questions in 1 1/2 hours.

afterthat,i took all the cash i had and headed out to city hall.i wanted to bank in the money.when e-jin first called me,i was slightly nervous, as i was late as usual.but we met up nonetheless (nathan,nick,e-jin,joshua tan HY and MY-self)and we made our way to the singapore arts museum to get our tickets.when ejin was getting the tickets, there was a slight, a very very slight feeling of deja-vu, than, when we entered the concert hall, it was shock.it was puny.there were barely 150 seats and it did not even draw a near-full crowd. -.- whoops. and i thought it was gonna be some damn grand occasion.sigh. so much for inference.

after the concert,the first feeling that hit me was hunger. at this point, joshua had already splinter-celled away from us to do DON'T-KNOW WHAT. and the 4 of us remaining LHC members (i'm not sure if nate is still part of the hallowed LHC though) went to CINE to eat burger king. after eating, there was some confusion. we wanted to watch a movie,but nathan had to go.we had a dilema.watch rise of the silver surfer or ocean's thirteen. the dilema was resolved and all confusion cleared by the showtimes. so we watched rise of the silver surfer.

when i went to withdraw some money, fear was instilled in me. i was alone, and queuing behind me were 3 malays. they were talking very loudly in their mother tongue, and i couldn't help but turn back. mistake. they continued talking even louder, and once again, i couldn't help but turn back. bigger mistake. there stared me down. i was also pretty cheesed out. so i withdrew my money, turned back and walked in between them. i smiled to myself when i heard one of them say "f*ck off lah".

during the movie, nick was giving me warnings about funny parts or jessica-alba-is-too-cute-to-be-true parts. haha. she's pretty damn fine. but i've seen finer.

the movie was aight.. quite sweet. the silver surfer is reeeally cool. and the human torch is also cool, and jessica alba is hot and the air-con was at the perfect temperature for watching a movie and i was wearing the right clothes and i had a mohawk at the back of my head, hahahahha!! nice!!!
i am selling my desktop as i am in a need for money. i am ALSO selling my electric guitar + amplifier. the guitar came to me as a second-hand, and the amp was brand new when i first got it.i'm looking to off-load BOTH the amp and the guitar for slightly more than $150 dollars(inclusive of guitar bag and cable connecting guitar to amp), but prices will always be negotiable.


also selling, is my desktop, a COMPAQ PRESARIO SR1228AP.slightly less than 2 years old,it had rarely given me problems.the biggest problem i had was with internet, which in the end turned out to be the router's problem. its exterior condition is 9/10. waiting for offers. for more details and specifications please click on the second "X" from the left of my navigates which is at the top left side of the black box.

of course, personal friends or relatives which may be interested in the items for sale will have a slight but fair discount.




dammit.if the cello wasn't the school's, i'd have sold it by now.
bah.why-ever do aunties and uncles always ask the same question.and i have to give some crap remark to wiggle out of a spot.luckily my brothers are kind enough not to make my position anymore difficult than it should be.they've "been there,done that" i guess.

this night,we pray,our lives,will show,this dream,we have,each child,still loves..

on this night,on this night,on this merry christmas night...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wXdR-uC9YKY

be-ee-eh-eautiful.

maybe i should hold back the sensitive side of me just a lil.just a lil.sigh.

i was reading through some people's old posts cause of boredom.about slightly a year ago.and it struck me.it struck me that everybody changed drastically.me inclusive of course,while most people have matured alot, some people have become more effed up than they used to.eg.if you like that girl, furikin' do something about it lah,just don't instigate shit.
of course, that was just an example,any resemblence to anybody dead OR alive is mere coincidence.

on this merry christmas night..
my birthday is on the 1st of august.i wanna hold a small gathering at KAP.since its central.hopefully, more than 3 people will come.and hopefully,i get presents which i can actually use.well, not that i didn't read the book or use the pencils, well actually i haven't used the pencils.i don't dare to.its still in the original cases.

i picked up this quote from the simpsons.its an advertisement to go to a sci-fi convention -"be there, AND be square." witty.


80 more days.
The sudden realisation that our holiday time is slowly dwindling by the second really hit me hard, although not as hard as how the ball hit joseph's face, but still very hard nonetheless.people, we really need to start studying.or start studying harder for that matter.

after my breather,although i wasn't relaxed due to the presence of my dad in hong kong,i'm slowly getting my groove back.40 maths questions in 2 days is some sort of accomplishment for me and i would appreciate it if no one shoots and burst my bubble with their bragging of how much more they had accomplished in the same time frame.

crunchyroll is a great website.thanks to it, i watched "my sassy girl" again.that movie,besides having an extremely hot actress truely with cherubic eyes, has great meaning to it.i could just cry while watching it over and over again.its all the same.the sudden surge of emotion i get while watching it is overwhelming,slightly leaning towards the brim of shock.i am sensitive.although i think many people might me skeptical of it. i also tend to be willing to go through a great deal of trouble to do a small favour for a friend, as some people can vouch.i am a great guy. i am also very much influenced by mdm dal-winther's seeming excess of self-importance.but she is one of my favourite teachers, so i shall not complain.

please click on the second X from the left of the navigates and do the test too please.

heres a quote to end with.(not from the song i'm addicted to right now though)


Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you.
Both are convinced
That a sudden surge of emotions bound them together
Beautiful is such a certainty
But uncertainty is more beautiful
Because they did not know each other earlier
They supposed that nothing was happening between them
What of the streets, stairways and corridors
Where they could have passed each other long ago?
I'd like to ask them if they remember
Perhaps in a revolving door ever being face to face?
An 'excuse me' in a crowd
Or a 'wrong number' in the receiver.
But i know their answer.
No,they don't remember.
They'd be greatly astonished
To learn that for a long time
Chance had been playing with them.
Not yet wholly ready
To transform into fate for them,
It approached them, then backed off,
Stood in their way,
And,
Suppressing a giggle,
jumped to the side.




Life is full of coincidences,even parrallel lines might meet one day...




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meh.
i'm back.

hong kong is very similar to singapore, so there was nothing new or extraordinary to brag about coming upon. i hate the layout of the shops in hong kong though.

like singapore, hongkong is very closely connected by a series of rails.therefore, it was relatively simple to get around, even for a first-timer. i spent a couple of days roaming around hong kong island alone. free and easy. sometimes i met up with my cousin who really knew how to find great places to shop.than again. he had the advantage cause he has hongkongese (hong kong geese) friends.staying together with the group consisting 3 aunties, my grandma, my uncle, a maid and my dad would really have killed my mood for anything. lets just say.. in a dinner, we would eat for 45 minutes, and they would talk for another 1 hr 20 mins after eating.my cousin had foresight, and he skipped all the dinners except the important wedding dinner, which was also the cause of the visit.

had a great shopping haul. 6 shirts (3 polos and 3 normal shirts). one pair of bermudas. 2 jackets (one hoodie and one liverpool one!),a watch.and some body shop stuff for my mom and other what not that i bought for people in singapore.

i spent at least 3000 hongkong dollars. thats at least 600 singapore dollars. i never felt so poor and so rich at the same time in my life.

i don't really like hongkong. theres a foul smell to the air, and there is an extremely massively bad lack of teenage (14-18) girls around anywhere,so the mtr rides, tram rides and kcr rides were mostly boring.i did spot this damn pretty girl at the wedding dinner.probably about 20.super pretty face and has the damn cold type of look.at the reception, i was only a sit away from her.i glanced quite a few times, i could've sworn she looked back at least twice.mere coincidence.she had a boyfriend.meh.she deserves one.the only other highlight of that sort was when the flight attendant at my cabin on the return trip bore an uncanny resemblance to a girl i know.the mannerisms were almost exactly the same.it was interesting to observe. and when i reached singapore, the person doing the announcements said "welcome to singapore" with the accent similar to that of sao feng in pirates.the mere fact that that kind of small event was notable really speaks loads for hongkong.


i hate the temporary hongkongese sim cards.according to reliable feedback, my messages were often unreceived.that made me anxious for nothing.

my father is blur.

this post has been long but to the point. but thats because i'm so furikin' tired.might elaborate more tommorow or something.meh.

nightey people.
I wonder if it even makes a difference, it even makes a difference to try .

I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry.

cause i still don't have a reason.



7 months down, and this video could still bring a tear to my eye.
as a lit student, and furthermore as a lit student who would over-read to the extent of thinking that seyton is shakespear's reference to satan in macbeth.. i really analysed this movie alot.there were so many premonitions in this video. watch closely. but this is the sweetest video i've seen in my life. and the music is superb to.i guess i like it so much as it is sung in korean, and i don't understand the words.if i understood the words, it'd lose its appeal to me.the video is seriously about true love. something none of us can actually comprehend with at this tender age.


stepping out of the LHC and flying off to hong kong on friday morning. will be back by midnight on sunday. anyone else wants anything from hong kong?
had a wicked shopping spree this early afternoon. shopped for clothes with my parents at OG at chinatown.my parents rock.they actually took turns to buy me clothes.so heres what i got.i got one new pair of jeans.. dark blue ones. like finally i have another pair of jeans.one italia singlet, one argentina singlet, italia boxers, brazil boxers,one white belt and one awesome dark gray billabong shirt.

wow.i haven't shopped like this since i was primary 6 i think. baha. thats a long time ago.

anyway.. with this new pair of jeans, i can actually permutate and combine my way to about well over 40 sets of different kinds of combinations of clothes and pants. gone are the days where i would have to not wash a certain shirt for weeks cause i had to go out. plus, i'm going to hong kong to shop even more.

i swear, my dad cracks me up. the stuff he says. sometimes i really wonder if he should be saying those kinda stuff to me. like yesterday at the stall, he asked about my bio. i said everything was fine.. than he said stuff about him being very good in the reproductive systems in humans. i'm like. okayy dad. shh. than he started naming some parts.. and like.he ended up telling me about the menstuation cycle.i was really wth now. what was funny was that my mom actually told me :"he doestn't know anything". i was really laughing. he ended that weird conversation trying to explain to me the difference between a urethra and a ureter.

that conversation goes into the top 5 unorthodox topics my dad shares with his family. number one of course would be the time he actually waved around and asked me and my brothers to try on his hernia guard. we were laughing so hard and it was hard to keep up with the match we were watching.

my dads the sweetest guy ever. and although we really piss the living shit outta each other, hes the only guy i would ever want to call dad.

:) moooooo.
after slacking for 1 week, its time to kick into full gear starting tomorrow.

my comp's usb ports are spoilt.which means i can't go online.i also can't load pictures here cause my brother's comp does not have the program. gay.

i had my hair cut yesterday, as my mom requested. and i got a mohawk at the back. and the front actually. my mom loves it. my dad doesn't. he's trying to cancel my ticket to hongkong haha. too bad for him, it cant be cancelled. ok.i made that up.but he wasn't that enthusiastic about a mohawk at the back.

its quite cool actually. its only drastic if i put wax on.meh.

dirty dancing 2 is quite cool.i rented it some months back, and it showed yesterday.

anyway.. i'm feelin' quite empty now. meh.

"Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now He's gone" -metallica (fade to black)

i want some new songs. and also fade to black, a song i've been looking for- for ever. bah.

metallica is quite depressing. luckily i only like 3 of their songs. and for the music. not really the words. nothing else matters is a really cool song though.. just got to love the fade to black solos too.
life doesn't go the way we want it to go most of the time,luckily for me, my life has gone the way i wanted it to go in almost every turn. therefore, i'm not complaining anymore.

of course, as me and conrad had discussed..a day in the near future COULD bring forth the seriously worst-case-scenario for me so far. of course, this could be prevented by the right amount of warning and prompting. so i'm not worried at all.

the holidays SUCK!

i'm damn bored and rotting at home with no inspiration to do work. crap. heck, i'm actually looking forward to the coming hong kong trip with my dad.

basically, on other occasions,i would really hate this trip.

1. he

bah forget it.

contrary to what i believed, my mom told me that right now is the change-of-season sale in hong kong, so it'd be a good time to do some serious shopping. i need this shopping, because, well, lets just say i have 4 shirts to go out in. and thats sad. my second brother's clothes are too nice to be soiled by me. seriously. i'm sure you guys remember my white shirt with the red collar border? just on thursday, i spilt starbucks coffee on it. so yeah. it'd take awhile to be white again, and to smell good again. gosh i'm such a klutz.

i really need to get to a gym. although i can do pull-ups, 10, actually, i still feel that its because of my light bodyweight.i just hit 50 kg. end of last year, i was like 46kg. its good to put on weight. jamin jeow told me to do so.its funny. i don't take his subject (physics), yet i feel that he's my favourite teacher this year.when we meet in school we can chat like old friends. nicely.anyway, back to gym-ing, it wouldn't be practical for me to crash conrad's house, much that i'd like to... and although my brother does have safra membership and the furikin safra club is a 10 minute walk from my place, my brother's are just too busy to bring me. this is sad. this is the price of being the youngest in the family with 2 working brothers. and.. its just plain retarded for a 15+ kid to walk into the gym and ask where the bench press machines are. furthermore, i don't look 15+. especially when i wear short pants to school, i look much younger than i am. shut up.

closet overhaul.thats what i need. to make it seem that i actually deserve this, and to make it seem like a real holiday, i'm gonna spend my own money throughout.since my uncle paid for the 2-way tickets already. that means, another 300 dollars off my account. which means that in less than a month, i'd have 375 dollars cut from my account. shit. thats bad. of the surplus 75 spent, 30 is from buying a bus-pass. i have to kurb my spending. the rest of the money may not seem like a big sum when it comes to spending. but i've only been out once in the past 3 weeks.

but still, life is going my way. i like. peace out.

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