Mugiwara Pirates

I Don't Like Headings

2011-03-01T23:20:00.002+08:00

Today is Tuesday, it is do less work and rest more day. How can I do this when I study in a JC some may ask, but tomorrow is all lectures! Life has been boring and tiring recently, everyday I go home with heavy eyelids, only to sit in front of the tiny screen with notes in my hand to start burning my eyes again. Ironic, leave school early to rest, go home early to study for test.

As usual, music has been my utter companion, on those long (and short) journeys to and from school, during lunch break, study breaks, after school. Started to listen to more rock and punk songs, especially +44, Blink 182 and Linkin Park. They are awesome, yall know sometimes songs reflect your mood and what you feel like. During the more relaxing and nostalgic times where peace is needed, take some time for classics. When in need of energy, restore the mind with Rock's healthy beats. when on the bus wanting to sleep, chill to r&b and reflect. If feeling energetic, dance and groove to some hip-hop with heavy bass. There is a kind of music for almost any kind of mood, age and preference. This year is gonna be a great year for music (and movies).

Can't wait to spend some time at the movies, many awesome movies are coming out this year, just hope most arrive before August, before my A levels. Life is tiring sometimes, but it's worth living.

Peace people.

One More Time

2011-02-15T23:47:00.002+08:00

Time to blog again, before I sleep. Today was an awesome day, with my buddy Yuhan, who is celebrating his 18th today! Happy Birthday Dude! Take life easy, Peace. Apart from that, had an awesome time at the R and finally became a member...which means cheaper classes. Also made new friends. However, I injured my leg (AH DAMN), now I cannot run for 2.4 trial run and cannot jump or even walk properly. This part of life sucks. Anyways, still had a blast doing what I love. Hope my leg doesn't cause me to go foor 2 extra months in the Army for BMT, will surely die.

Nothing else to say, except I can't wait for March to come, to go out with friends, catch up, relax, sleep in and most importantly, prepare for Block Test. The joker who came up with the term Block Test must have been a sick minded one. Before students even take thier test, they have to deal with the name, which implies thier route to wherever they want to go is Blocked. Damn that fella. Nights World.

Peace.

HAH!

2011-02-14T22:28:00.002+08:00

happy Valentines Day ALL! I had forgotten about this little corner of the Internet called Mugiwara Pirates, until a timely reminder from a good friend! I shall update, erm... hmm... lets just talk about life. This year is my ''A'' Level year and I AM GOING to take A in 260 days. STRESS! Life is tougher now, but seems i have been able to adjust to it. AFTER A YEAR!

I feel boring now. Can't find nothing to talk about, probably except i break regularly now. Aight, gotta go, don't know when i'll be back.

Take it easy, Peace.

Whoa

2010-03-28T22:35:00.002+08:00

So much has happened lately man. I doubt anyone reads this anymore. In any case, il continue with my post. JC life is just like what they say, tough and you do not get enough sleep, but thenm, its exciting, being pressured by datelines, the projects, assignments, tests and friends have to be all juggled around equally. after spending quite some time in JC, ive got a feeling i will revert to my gamer ways quite soon, cos my laptop is so convenient and i can bring it anywhere to play. darn. I must make a mental note to limit my use of the computer and to do enough revision a day. hafta ace Tests to go UK UK UK UK UK! apart from that, im extremely tired and tired and exhausted and tired.

2010-02-18T21:14:00.002+08:00

I want to say it so much. To tell you straight, but i keep thinking how you react to others and i feel down. I feel so down whenever i think of the things i cant do.

Its Been A Long Time.

2009-12-23T21:20:00.003+08:00

Holidays Holidays Holidays. Sometimes its boring, sometimes its fun, sometimes its hard work, sometimes im relaxed, myriad weather patterns even tho its the monsoon season. I have so many things to say and i dont know where to begin.

Once upon a time, there was a boy who didnt really look forward to going overseas. When he finally went, he enjoyed everything there, from visiting a friends house, driving with the help of an annoying GPS to walking around in the windy fly-filled air. They say the pace of life is slow, even the flies are affected by it, easier to kill, moving like crippled snails. Different from the usual theme parks and fast paced schedule, it was a time of relaxation and to learn more about the way of life.

All good things must come to an end however and the boy reluctantly left for his motherland, complaining of the humid air and the heat upon arrival. From there, he resumed his mundane way of life, plenty of sleep, unhealthy amounts of computer games and best of all, the local food which he so dearly missed.

In no time, friends of his arrived from overseas and he excitedly brought them around, touring lesser known areas and giving them a peek at the locals way of life, eating the best food and ofcourse going to the various attractions dotting his island home. While bringing them around, he did some odd jobs here and there to finance his spending and enjoyed the work he did, learning something new everytime he picked up a parcel or a sheet of paper.

After a sleepless night and a tough day at work, the boy got home and faced the computer, contemplating many things, the daily activities, his gradual transition to other institutes, christmas day and even what he could do with the computer. Then he decided to blog. After a long long time.

Farewell Ang Mo Kio Secondary.

2009-10-16T00:13:00.003+08:00

Goodbye and thank you AMKSS. As a graduating student, there are many things to look forward to in the near future and yet i am leaving so many things behind me. 4 years of seeing the same people daily and living with them, mostly having plenty of fun (too much) and also the occasional studying done. Even those i do not know well but see daily are important, as their presence tells me im still in amkss. How much we have grown, changed, for better or for worse. No words can express my feelings for the past, as the human language is not 'deep' enough to express everything in the book as words. Thank you to the teachers too, because they have helped me, this extending to those i only acquainted myself with and yet had a big impression on me. The wacky times during the lower sec times, soccer crazy and bold.
The nastiest class on the block, totally a reflection of my primary school class. Its not everyday Fate puts you into the class you are so used to even on the first day. Noise, Noise, Noise and more Noise that tells me lets just have fun. As the year ended and the next began to unfold itself, and more surprises were in store as there was class dance and a slight feeling of an end began to surface, gradually cumulating in the year end and the end of lower secondary and as a class. In the year that followed, many more friends were made, and i discovered that the new class was in every way unique and awesome as the last, Individual characters that i had not paid heed to in the past made themselves known to me. Teachers that played along and well, more work. The part of secondary 4 though, is the most interesting and colourful. '' can't express in words part. '' then the end came. Ang Mo Kio Sec taught me many things as a whole, whether by the teachers or the student population, determination to work for what i want, courage to stand up to things, a voice to speak up and be heard, a place to grow up, learn and have fun, new friends, a new attitude and outlook on life, a place for me to open up, a place to test my punctuality(100%), new hobbies and a faint taste of what love truely is. Thank You.

New Beginnings Start with a Step Towards the End. Never Forgetting what Transpired and the People Met.

Hate Titles.

2009-10-15T02:09:00.004+08:00

Oh No! its the end of secondary school as i know it! unless i get retained. which is impossible because im sure il go to the JC i want. either way, its more sad than happy, firstly because i love school life,the partial freedom, the fun in class ( language classes aside) and the myriad characters present in my class, making it oh-so colourful and exciting. Everyday is a new taunt and every class a new game. Chronic Muggers, Imported Goods, Deadly Monsters, Rich Kids, Feral Animals, Ever present ''bullies'' (sorta)and Strawberry Smokers. The rich variety of people in my class could almost be called an eco-system and a self-sustaining one at that. When the study break's start, its a literal out of the frying pan and into the fire (or maw of death) Doomsday scenario. 'Holiday' and yet plenty of studying and revision must be done. I will miss secondary school life like how i missed primary school life. When i look back, im sure i can recount everything, just because it is all so memorable.

Today was a damned 'g@y' day. spent 10 hours at the town library and 7.5 of it studying. Fairly Well Done id say so myself, considering i covered papers of 4 subjects and still managed to do pretty Okay. The only thing was that i didn't have breakfast, and the TWO people supposed to meet us at 1.30pm arrived at 2.30pm. Therefore, i had to starve for an hour (most glistening hour, seemed to have some mental power that allows me to do work fasterly and accurately). Damned the rain too, wanted to eat outside but was forced to concede to the sky and have lunch at the Lib. Food was quite pleasing to the palate and prices resembled those of the hawker centres, only thing was the food was colourless and was not varied. After that, gleaned some information about schoolmates from the varied conversations shared and went home to a not bad dinner at 8.30. If anyone enjoys these kinda posts, please feel free to tell me.

Later today is the farewell assembly, expecting blood, sweat and a free flow of tears. of course i'm not going to cry, just feel sentimental and look around, feeling sorry for myself for growing up so quickly. Must thank the teachers and make some 'notes' for them to show my thanks. Look forward to the future but will always look back at the past. Will never have as much free time and relaxation ever again, unless i become a paikia or am very rich (in knowledge and have a very slack and carefree life). The latter which would obviously be what i want. They say, Friends in secondary school last a lifetime. Its true either if they are your neighbours, cousins, future school/work mates or just happen to be lucky (or unlucky) enough to marry them. Goodbye to some. Lets get on with life(...) to others.

Knowledge is Power. 'O's Will Cower.

2009-09-21T02:42:00.003+08:00

As i am doing this, my mind is swirling with thoughts about..well how to kill Additional Mathematics back, since it was killing me for the past many months in which i neglected it. Ahh troublesome when im in the midst of fully ingesting Physics. If you realised i keep repeating things about studying nowadays, it is because i am only thinking of studying, with the O's so close. Still theres much more to do, more chapters, more notes and exercises to complete. Mostly more holidays are needed, im a morning person, not a night one, anyday not a holiday is a bad day for studying thoroughly.

i always have this mindset to make my blogpost's as long as possible so that anyone reading would have to spend at least 5 minutes and not just hopping around madly trying to read (and sometimes decipher) the various things posted everywhere. There are, in my opinion too many artistes nowadays, so much that they all look the same and have similiar names...which gets me mixed up and mocked by my friends for not knowing who sings what song when. Not that i care because at least i remember all the artistes i listen to. Fair bit of oldies, love-songs, breakbeats and hippy songs all meshed together. (which also gives my friends another target to talk about, the sheer eccentricity of my playlists &$#%) Oh well thats life.

My bro went fishing today and i did not go, reason being i was doing work at home, some routine slaughtering of Additional Mathematics. I hope i get the chance to go fishing again once my dads wooden boat with additional comforts is completed. Then i can practice my super rusty fighting skills on some unfortunate fish. The sea, to me is a great place to relax and i am not talking about the sea and beaches in Singapore. Just pure unsightlyness, with litter left behind, even cooked crab shells. Nasty. If only the beaches here are like those in the maldives or even malaysian beaches with less sandflies would be a big attraction and improvement. If local beaches were like that, id go daily and just lax there (study too, if the noise is bearable). time to sleep. my bro is fidgeting, hope i dont wake him up with my noisy keyboarrd.

Knowledge is Power.Guard it Well and Take More of it From Others.

Its the Lazy that Bring this Society Forward.

2009-09-11T22:29:00.003+08:00

Long time since i blogged, though it has not been long since i touched the com. hope ive got something interesting to blog today, if not well... id be just another rant about whatever i feel like typing. i dont like to do typical things, but then i have to do this. This september break was the most fruitful break i ever had in my entire 16 years man, i spent 2 days at the library ( 8 hours PER DAY) studying, probably 6 hour study 2 hour rest in between, haha, PHYSICS is COOL and i LOVE it. damn u all non physics loverz!! Physics encompasses the world and everything around it, did u know that in the past, while indians build buildings, they have the wondrous ability to balance bricks on top of their heads while up a ladder 7 metres high, and they dont have to hold the rungs. i wish i had such good balance, like pure balance, and this is due to.. physics, centre of gravity. Even you being on the floor is due to physics, physics is inescapable, ineluctable and it is inevitable you encounter it daily. electricity is due to physics, not biology not chemistry, BUT PHYSICS!

damn it, this week One Piece didnt come out, they are having a break. how i wish doing a good and absolutely perfect manga would be easy and fast and his legions of fans can enjoy and praise him for his magnum opus. but seriously, keeping a manga of top grade and excitement for say, mroe than 10 years is exceedingly difficult, and i salute Eiichiro Oda for delivering this wonderful masterpiece, one of twists and turns, humour, action and adventure all weaved into one great story.

Memories

2009-08-16T00:22:00.000+08:00

I was doing this thing on facebook just now and i decided not to post it there but here, something more private and memories i hold dear to me hahaha. Here it is.

1) Which school did you go to?
Nanyang Primary School

2) What classes were you in?
1k,2k,-,-,5b,6b

3) What was/were your favourite lesson(s)?
Maths pwns!

4) If you could remember, what time was your recess?
Dont Know. Spent all my time playing basketball.

5) List down your favourite food/snacks.
Stingray.

Style
1) Did you have a nickname way back in primary school?
CC perhaps, the initials of my name.

2) How did you wear your socks?
Ankle forever

3) Have you been suspended due to the way you put on your uniform?
No, just warned daily.

4) Were you given plenty of reminders about your appearance?
Daily about me wearing PE shirt for the whole time i was in primary school.

5) Who did you look up to when you were in primary school?
Must be the principal, best principal.

Punishment
1) Name one memorable scene where you were punished in front of the whole class.
Never, whole school got, but my dad screwed up the Discipline Master.

3) Give one scene where you escaped from being caught/punished.
Never got caught when im guilty, only caught when im innocent.

4) Did you vandalize any school property
My school so beautiful vandalise for what.

5) Did you ever make any teacher cry?
Nah, mayb some did but they were so insignificant.

6) Who was your favourite teacher in primary school?
Mr Lum, Mr Lee and my grandaunt! plus Ms Hu

7) Describe your DM..
Mr ting had a pockmarked face, like fight wars battle scared. Tall man, pretty nasty character, got crushed by my dad and he never picked on me again.

8) Who was the funniest/weirdest/loudest teacher?
Mr Lee, would scold for no reason, often his scoldings would be like flicking a whip, quickly said, then he would apologise for scolding us.

Social Circle
1) Were you popular back then?
Not the centre of attention but i had enough.

2) Were you in a big group of boys/girls or small ones?
About 7 boys, The Yellow Banana Gang.

3) Who were your best friends?
Zhiming, Zhihan, Nick, Yujian, Herman, Piwei.

4) Did you and your friends have nicknames?
None, either initials or part of our names,respectively, Ming, Han, Nick, Jian, Herman, Piwei.

5) What were your favourite memories of you and your friends?
LAN daily since p5, trying to evade the police sometimes, basketball daily til 4, Very violent fights daily until p3 with many injuries.

Co-curricular Activities
1) What CCAs were you in?
Computer Club!

2) What did you have to bring to your CCA?
Nothing, go there use their applications.

3) What did your CCA require you to do?
Create websites, play games.

4) Got injured?
Never seriously, some scars on legs thats all.

Crushes/Lovers
1) Who was your first crush?
I dare say i had none.

2) Are you in good terms with your last crush?
None

3) Did you ever had a relationship with anyone in your primary school?
Nope

4) Have you ever made out in school?
made out? no.

Closing Ceremony
1) How did primary school change you?
Made me cherish youth and gave me a strong educational foundation which i probably wasted.

2) Sing one verse of your school song.
Its in chinese, but a more official version would be : Jing, Shen, Duan, Pu.

3) What was your favourite question?
"Wan go LAN?" or just "Basketball?"

4) Who/what will you remember from your primary school?
Everything, even the superstructure that was my school, rubber hall floors, different sections of the school, got lost in it once when i was pri 4. The people called my friends, almost everyone of them.

5) Any memories you will not forget.
redundant question. I will never forget anything.

Its a pretty long questionaire but doing it, i recalled many things.

Errr i shall skip the title.

2009-07-21T23:12:00.004+08:00

Aiya sian sia.. someone must drag me to go study daily..DAILY! And the only person who can do that is me, because only i can help myself. Im so stubborn that no1 can help me if i do not want to help myself first. This is pretty boring i know, but i have to type my resolutions somewhere so that i feel better and have done something to help myself in my studies. now it seems my only major worry is my mortal enemy, the vile, evil thing that defiles everything that sees it, Additional Mathematics. Its like whenever i see it i cant do it, cant make myself think, cant remember formulas, but these are all probably due to the lack of practice.

Another boring thing i want to touch upon is my English, i met this other guy in a game the other day, and its quite usual in that game, DotA to have arguments arising from little more than dust, trivial matters which are made into verbal jousts. Okay, back to the topic. Then this guy, his English was very very extremely good, so utterly good, it destroyed me totally, ok not totally, but all i could do was to use my perhaps more superior wits to outsmart him and win the silly argument.(which also counts for nothing)his vocabulary was awesome and til now, im wondering whether he has a major in English or Literature, and that event made me have an urge, like an animalistic urge to be better than my forefathers and improve my English until it reaches the apex of English language skills, so i can proudly say: Hey my English is better than YOURS! Douchebag."(silly me, so childish, but it makes life sweeter.lol.)

Oh yea tomorrow is listening comprehension, for the 'O' levels, hope i can do well, listen properly and make the correct, choices(not the best word in this case, choices..) and score, hopefully 20, if not 18.

Knowledge is Power. Seek It Out, Grab It and Guard It Well.

The Title

2009-07-09T22:44:00.002+08:00

Ages since i blogged, just remembered that i had a blog and thus after not blogging decided to add something. Im not a regular poster, only when i feel like it i do it, like the wind.

Im glad i improve in my subjects once again, bigger visible improvement, just that some things like chem, i do not have enough time to dedicate to study full scale chem. I feel very guilty, like im escaping frm reality, trying to escape frm practicing the harder amaths chapters, trying, but conscience catches up and yet i still try to run again. If i want to get into the school of my choice, i really need to upgrade, improve and reform myself, although the character is very hard to change.

Looking back, i feel that i regretted many things, in life, people say live it with no regrets, but that is a quote by white men for white men, singapore education is so stressful, it seems(we are all used to it) eventually when looking back, one will have regrets, especially for a lazy person like me. so many things were in my grasp and yet i let it all go, in one fell swoop, i let many important factors for my future perish, like flames without oxygen. i do not blame my laziness. i think it is my willpower and the many technological advancements that man has made that should be shouldering a part of the blame. individually i think that it, coupled with my lazy sort of hedonistic attitude has landed me where i do not wish to be, left with little choice but to study hard, mug as some say it here.

Knowledge Is Power. But Textbooks Seem To Be King.

Pretty Good

2009-05-30T21:18:00.002+08:00

Ooooh 'O' levels chinese is coming up soon, very soon, so soon that i dont even have time to go to the provision shop and get myself a beer(in 2 years). I guess im thinking of getting at least an A2 for that paper so i can forget about it already and get on with life and the other subjects. Its pretty hardcore man, the way i see people studying for chinese in class, up til now i have no clue how to study chinese from doing assessment books, all i know is just remembering those damned phrases that will surely bag me extra marks during the exams, which i have never used.

Somehow, im led to thinking about the typical singaporean behaviour when i think of chinese, either that or the weird and usually funny accents i hear all over. I cant blame them though. When i think of this, i can link it to people getting into a lift, there are a few irritating types when it comes to mind, like those people that stand so close to the lift door that their nose is almost touching the door, or those that just want to be the first and rush into the lift just for the kick of being the first in something. Even worse are those that charge in the lift, bang into someone (or scare someone if their nose is to big) and say "wah kao! paiseh paiseh. solli solli. if they already know that they have to say sorry, why bother to rush in? i still cant fathom what goes on in the minds of this people. Why do they have to do this? is it for the thrill of winning? because everyone else is beating them to other things, or whether it is too competitive in singapore that even a small battle like this can help them go on to achieve bigger things in life? the WCG(World Charging Games)? Neither you nor i will ever know, unless....

Knowledge Is Power. Sometimes Knowledge MUST Be Forgotten.

Brutally Shitty Day

2009-05-25T18:09:00.002+08:00

Firstly, i have a huge sorry i owe to faris, and i know that even a huge sorry may not be enough. I let my emotions get to my brain and ^%$^%*&^#$#$!!! you. so i am really sorry about that, i hope i never do that again or let my emotions get to me. soccer is a fearsome sport so i'll listen to you and go home to play my PSP cos soccer is such a dangerous sport...... im so sorry. i feel utterly guilty right now. Today is a fucked up day, too fucked up for me. I blew my top twice without even knowing why. I want to control my anger better and thus not blow my top anymore, it does not do anyone good. Once again. Sorry.

DONT READ THIS POST! JUST DONT! U WILL FIND IT A QASTE OF TIME!

2009-05-16T00:06:00.002+08:00

Damn It! Fuck It! Im so bloody pissed off and am almost at my limits. screwing computer speed, why the heck is it so unstable that i cant enjoy all the important games that i play and get to play shitty lag-less games. I am so utterly pissed off. (realised this is a ranting post) Damn it damn it why the heck is it so slow, even after i try to do everything i can to improve the speed of the computer. WHY. why is the world treating me this unfairly, or maybe its just that life is unfair and i have to get used to it. which i seem to have, having the optimistic attitude, apart from the issues of the computer internet speed. ITs not my computer speed. ITS my friggin' internet speed. goddamn it. for any that actually bothered to read this post,im sorry. SCREW IT! why is my com so good and my internet like some shitty pile of dung sitting, waiting to rot. I feel like destroying my com although i know its not its fault. WHY WHY WHY. life sure seems to have many mysteries and i wont rest in peace until i find out the truths of some of these mysteries.

This has been a pretty long and relentless, not to mention stupid post. I seem to be in a stupid mood after all. WHY!! thats another mystery altogether, hiding in my closet waiting to spring out and devour me. shitty thing. Damn it, i think i let games get to my head. and i am talking to myself. . . . . boring shit, although its the last day of exams, theoratically speaking, its not the last day, but then the 2 last day, which is over so the last day is coming soon but its not here that , so meaning that the last day is in fact coming soon and when i say soon it means next tuesday. !!!!!!!!!wtf was that? did i actually type such a stupid and totally useless piece of junk information? or was it that knowing that enlightened some people. And yet again that s another mystery waiting to reveal itself. Sorry once again for such a silly post. my fingers just keep typing when i type silly things like this, hope the next post would be more interesting than this lame thing. Oh Christxxorzzz.

Knowledge Is Power. Internet Is Shitty.

"Insert Title here"

2009-05-14T17:41:00.003+08:00

In the blink of an eye, the exams have almost come to a close, just 3 frigging subjects left, of the trio, one is an immortal enemy of mine, able to transcend time, living in the books as an immortal. Chemistry. Terrorizing future generations as long as Man exists. How to fight this mighty foe? Only tuition can help, i cant study things that need calculations myself, i just cant be bothered, so tuition is there to back me up and let me hope for the best. Its not that chemistry is hard, its just that i just cant seem to enjoy it more that i enjoy sitting down with an interesting storybook.

So far the exams have been pretty much better, i have a feeling i will fare better then i did in the past, its like the all the subjects improve as a whole, failing with higher marks, passing with higher marks, if u get my drift. but then still nowhere near how good i want my results to be, its like everyone is higher then me and i am pretty not that very quite good, or not good for that matter. I shall stop trying to type anymore, i seem to be typing stuff in a pretty weird way today so i shall stop.

Knowledge is Power.

Its Another Story Time!

2009-05-04T23:09:00.002+08:00

This story is um. pretty well quite, abit tough to understand for those with a lower IQ. so fret not if u do not understand much. its just a story, this is a virtual and imaginary world. Im a supporter of Doomsday so this story is pretty dark. Foreboding in a way. but whatever, here goes.

In the darkness of space, a large shimmering craft sped along the various constellations, silent except for the humming of the engines and the faintest whisper of a being. "Their ignorance will be their undoing, we are ready to cleanse the world."

It was on the news, the bulletins, headlines, everywhere. Reports of the various climatic changes around the world. Hurricanes, tornadoes, floods, droughts and earthquakes, all happening more frequently and with deadly results. Voracious winds whipped the lands, tremors shook the earth. More importantly, the temperature of the atmosphere has been rising by unprecedented amounts. Even the stratosphere is not entirely spared. This is all because of our ignorance for the environment around us, the failure to protect it, only doing things for our own gain.

Many geologists and conservationist have issued many calls and pleas for a change, but all were met with utter failure. The world leaders, care about something, but only for thier respective countries and possible self gain. Every step to counter climate change has beenput on hold, only to be discussed later and met with opposition due to financial reasons, or chucked aside in the face of more pressing issues like recession. compared to the money spent on useless and pointless things like war, militarty funding, the amount used to research on climate change pales in comparison. Even steps taken to combat climate change need decades to be implemented. Every step forward, every success achieved has a hundred thousand failures in the shadows behind it. Ignorance, man's basic principle, to ignore things that have no potential for self-benefit.

That is until one evening. A certain professor of an un-named university made a chilling discovery. Something at the Earth's core was moving, working its way, changing the structure of the crust and core, something that could cause a catastrophic chain of events. A catasclysm. Again, this was met with harsh criticism and then ignored, forgotten. World leaders refused to believe the professor, firmly believing that they are already doing enough to save the world, to help it. Even one of the most brilliant minds alive could not change the mindset of the world. The next day, he disappeared.

The Professor found himself a prisoner, a well treated one, in an unknowned and alien surrounding. Then suddenly, thoughts were forced into his head. "We will cleanse this filthy world. The planet will die. We are regretful, but we have to perform this planet-kill. Earthquakes will tear the ground asunder, volcanoes will devour the cities and fire will burn away the atmosphere. You cannot stop the judgement. When a planet becomes a danger to the galaxy, we must end it. However, you, one of the greatest minds of all time, must join us. Its a pity the other has gone, but we can ressurect him with his brain, make him a new body." Then the thoughts flashed out as fast as they appeared and the professor fell into the void of unconciousness.

A year later, super volcanoes erupted and turned the surface on the planet into little more than molten rock and ash. Great chasms appeared and consumed all signs of an inhabited planet, before firestorms wreaked the planet and burned the atmosphere away. On a floating disk, three figures observed, two devoid of feelings and one with horror. On that last day, the three figures and a preserved brain disappeared before the surface of the planet was devoured.

haha its pretty heavy even for me to write. It just a story and it is entirely fictional. hope all you enjoy it and can understand what i am trying to put across.

Why The Brilliance?

2009-05-03T21:49:00.005+08:00

Come to think of it. i really want to lead a relaxed and simple, carefree life. sounds easy, but its not. Its much better then the adventures i may have as a zoologist,psychologist or a geologist or some other logists. so much for english words, they all end the same. I guess i have to study hard now, get good grades, get a good job that i like and move to Japan to live there. its so high-tech and i always admire the ingenuity of the Japanese. the simple logic and ideas that they come up with while the rest of the world is scratching their heads, still trying desperately to come to terms with their own ideas and making them a reality, only when looking at what they do and asking themselves:"why didn't i think of this at 1st, it was in front of me." They make complex things look awfully simple and easy. I want to experience that life, thus i have to study hard now and have enough to support myself and still have some for enjoyment. Every time i tell myself to study hard, it wont work unless i pen it down somewhere, making that serve as a reminder everytime i see it.

Its a long time since i blogged. nearing the exams soon, but im not studying. how do you make a lazy person study when all he thinks of is a carefree and simple life, no problems (well, thats impossible) and no worries(again that s impossible). after i look back, time, being the 4th dimension passes so quickly and it leaves no time for me to slack at this time. the tempest of the storm. yet me slacking seems like, even though its the tempest, im still unwavering, stuck in the eye of the storm and not having much to worry about(apart from the occasional stress). This thinking is very stressful in itself and i dont really know anything anymore. On one hand, im wanting to study hard and lead a carefree life, on the other, more rebellious hand, i cant sit still and bring myself to do much work outside of curriculum and tuition time. even though i have that study now, carefree life later dream and mindset stuck with me.

Oh joy. this is so amazing, after so long not posting, i unknowingly wrote so much stuff down(up^)(typed). Its time to study, i will not falter, i will not feel pain, i will not succumb to the pressure, i will study hard from now!!

Oh well i can't. i still cant start. my brain is in the right place, but my body and heart says otherwise. once more its more prolonging. then again. i am studying, working harder to achieve slacking. and yet i tihnk its not enough, which is obvious that its not. i need someone to tie a permanent blindfold on my eyes and make me learn thru braille so i can successfully get out from all those things that are distracting me. thats all. i better get to studying now. cant(or not?)

Knowledge Is Power. I'm Too Lazy.

Vote Earth

2009-03-24T22:30:00.002+08:00

There is an event coming up, a huge event involving the world. Called Earthhour. Go to http://www.earthhour.org/home/ for more information and sign up to help save Earth from global warming. LOL im a budding environmentalist haha. though it seems most people dont see me as one, in fact i dont show that i am one either, burning so much electricity away day after day after day. killing trees by going to school, causing animals to go extinct when i eat my meals. Even while walking, im trampling on grass, which photosynthesize to give us oxygen, crushing insects under my heel accidently, killing the fauna (insects) that live near me, hoping for a peaceful life before being squashed out of existence by clumsy me. Oops. What a pity.

since school reopened 2 days ago, i didnt manage to sleep in class, perhaps its the crazy alarm clock banging against my skull that keeps me awake though im tired. nowadays i come home daily, tired and exhausted, only to plop myself onto the chair and happily type away. i have NO LIFE. how does one find a life, get a life when others tell you to. it is an enigma to me, a secret mystery discovery that i will not discover myself. this is my life so how to i get another one. is it good to be reincarnated, those people who have oh so much lives? Is it fun? i think my life is pretty fun...maybe.

I have just determined the course of my future. To lead a carefree life. I hope there is such a thing at all, if there isnt, il make one.

Knowledge Is Power.

The Start Of Time.

2009-03-17T00:01:00.003+08:00

Hooray for most, its the start of the holidays and so far ive been enjoying myself. i think this hols will suck alot of money from me. like a parasitic worm sucking life juices out from our intestines (tapeworms etc cetera). haha but perhaps the money is worth it, just so i can enjoy myself. but that brings me to another thought. Since im going to enjoy myself, where is the work that i have promised id do this holiday, afterall its only one week and without proper time management which i do not have how am i supposed to do or even start a little revision when my target is alot of revision, more specifically one subject per day. i am hoping that the guilt of not revising will get to my conscience and stop me from playing ( start me revising alternatively). what a dilemma, the harsh facts of a year and life itself, it is as if the only thing i feel is that the clock is ticking away and the momentum towards the O'levels is starting to grow(if i had said this before, pardon me). thats all folks, random thoughts must always be penned down.

Knowledge is Power.

Alright Another Post

2009-03-14T19:06:00.003+08:00

Its been a long time since i posted something here haha so now im going to post for ya'll. T'day was the AMKsian family day and most of us went to the east coast beach to build sandcastles, well as in huge sandcastles, those taller than you. Much taller, something like sculptures already ( sand sculpture) alot of people were milling around, not aimlessly, but most were building sandcastles, joining the events arranged for us to do there. It was pretty fun in some aspects but in others it was not. ended up having 3 people building the sandcastles only, in my group i mean, the others were nowhere to be seen, missing suddenly?haha.

Before that on the Friday, some of us went to Max's house, a hideout or something like that according to him. The area looked old from the outside, very empty and somewhat overgrown. But when i stepped inside, i realised that it was totally different, its a nice house rich fella. borrow some movies to watch and had an extremely good laugh out of it, half from watching my friends laugh though. it is fun to have something like this once in awhile, takes the mind off most things and gives the holiday a good start, a stressful holiday from studying. The momentum is building up, somewhat slowly but still building up and in the end it will snowball and crush you if you are not prepared for it, do or do not. die or dont die. fail or dont fail.

nearing the end of the school i was enjoying the lessons more and more, not sure whether it is from the end of the tests, getting better results or just the start of the holidays and the natural relax reflex that we probably all feel. For those who are rich and are going abroad this week (Its only a week, why must all go abroad-.-) good luck, hope no airsickness and land safely and reach your destination. (MUA-HA-HA-HA-HA) bye.

Knowledge Is Power. Use It Well.

The Troubles Of A New Life.

2009-02-27T23:22:00.004+08:00

Secondary school is a time of transition to most. Like some of us, we come from a school far away, away from our friends, our teachers but most of all, the environment in which we were brought up. of which the last point makes the most impact in the future. In the past, there was innocence in some school, while others were neglected and became delinquents.

Like in my primary school, the teachers inculcated a sense of justice in our minds, for that i thank them, but in secondary school, the hierarchy has changed, the air becomes more tense and everyone wanted to give a good impression to others, both to gain friends and to teach what they know, it is also to gain respect and become a "leader". What good is all these when one doesnt have ideals, or false ideals. Human nature is to always think they are right, but what ir right is what is gleamed from the insights of friends, what they think of you, thier comments, some of which may be bad, but are equally important to take heed. True friends are harder to make and find, until you have found a group that shares your interests and ideals and will CORRECT YOUR MISTAKES. it does not matter if one doesnt treat another like a friend, other people that have a good heart would naturally look out for you, whether you like it or not. they will try to correct your mistakes and teach you to do the right thing, no matter what you think of them after, what they did is good for you. Just like parents and children, while younger,we wondered why our parents punished us, nagged at us, it was all to teach us, to mould us into better persons, it is they who have experienced societies hardships. and they work hard for themselves and you, just like you should work hard for yourselves and them, not by showing results, but by showing that the morals have been taught succesfully. cheating for example is lying to oneself, to betray the trust that everyone has given, to give oneself false hopes that the test results is good and thier knowledge is great. Stop decieving yourself, wake up and start to strive for oneself. What is important is to be true to yourself, do not worry what others might think, but worry more about what you might become because of the fear of what others might think. Be yourself. Be honest to yourself.

Knowledge Is Power. Lying Is A Picture Of False Hopes And Power.

The Day It All Ends.

2009-02-26T17:25:00.004+08:00

Today is a more relaxing day, in fact recently it has been a spate of ultra relaxing days, due to the constant heavy rain. The weather has become so much coolerm which is both good and bad, as cooling weather makes it nicer to study, but its even nicer to spend an afternoon sleeping alternatively. The last maths test will happen tomorrow and i hope i can at least get a 20 so i will get a b3 or so for A maths.

It is also relxing cos the school term is ending on such a goodnote, to me. This year is a much better year for me, maybe due to the impending O levels and the mental clock in my brain screaming warnings and alerts and blasting its head off. . . in my head. It tells me to wake up and study, or rather pay attention in class and work harder. This day seems to be an ending.

Another thing is that i have never ever ever seen someone get 28/30 for compositions, even J.K.Rowling would only get 27 because the length of the story that compositions allow you to write is so limited. That is so godly. If i could get 28 id immediately jump around like a madman.

Class drama was more or less a success, i wont say extremely good, but it was a class effort all the same and it managed to extract a few laughs from the audience, which is more like a reward itself than actually winning first prize. Its good to make people laugh. Fare share of irritable moments but in the end all went well.

Last thing, scammed bloody hell thing cost 34 bucks wtf, i can do my maths and i was scammed! screw it screw it! darn it! If i ever buy from that shop again, the shop keepers or attendents or some person that sets the price please gladly suffer 10 years of slapping.

Knowledge Is Power. Guard It Well.

HOLY

2009-02-25T22:55:00.005+08:00

Weee WoooHooo! Finally a working chatbox! alas i know how to do something more "advanced" in my opinion. HAHAHHAH im just posting this post (its short) for the sake of congratulating myself for learning a lifeskill. Thanks to the friend that taught me step by step. OH yea! now i can spam my own chatbox. Yea its red, i love red, it stands for danger. thats why in the animal world, some plants are bright red, both to attract and to repel animals. attract to pollinate and repel to any would be herbivores.

A Day In Many Days.

2009-02-21T23:39:00.003+08:00

What a day. When i finally decided to update the blog on stuff not related to stories, so many things happen which leaves me hardly any time to update. My com brokedown again, i think its due to the auto-overclocking thing that has been affecting my computer and making it unable to switch on properly. So now im using the lsightly slower but more reliable "mah broz kom" its more, reliable. -.- and hasnt failed once since we bought it years ago. the new computer is such an irritating thingamagik.

I am finally able to play DotA with less lag after such a long time from abstaining from gaming, 2 months? its a record for a DotA gamer like me, and ofcos i won. hehe. such a relief that my skills havent lessened abit since the time i last played DotA. The next part is about the class barbeque. I would guess that it was more or less a success, even people i didnt expect to go went to the barbeque, those that claimed that they would stay home, its so nice. barbeque had plenty of food, but it was more of playing and entertaining than eating the food that is there. volleyball, basketball, cards and the like, even wanted to go LAN after the barbeque but didnt. Now im back home facing this white screen typing away on the keyboard my bro bought. The rubberized keys give me such pleasure to type, morever the keys are very shallow meaning just press a little and the letters come out, makes for an easier type. refer to www.xwintermute.blogspot.com for a picture of the keyboard.

Now that i think of it. the fagging beanie still hasnt arrived yet, and probably never will. Its such a pity, i had high hopes for that particular thing. Damn'em. I want Teh freaking thing.

alright, its been quite a long post. i shall stop here and add more stuff another day.

Knowledge Is Power. Guard It Well.

N-other story.

2009-02-19T18:33:00.002+08:00

Right here is another story. The title this time is called "Regret"

It was a lawless place, a place where the authorities had no power upon, a place filled with a thick haze of smoke. The occasional rat scuttled quickly from one hole to another, disappearing into the shadows. The acidic and pungent smell of a hundred sweaty bodies tightly packed in a tiny enclosed area, it was an awful place to be in, and yet it attracted many visitors daily. It was a gambling den, and i was part of it.

In order to find a quick solution to the monetary trouble at home, i walked a few kilometers daily to an illegal gambling den. Indeed it was illegal, but it was more like a gambling complex with its own private army, thus the lords of the land had no power to stop it, attempting which, they would have more trouble than they bargained for. Mostly i lost what i had brought, but when i won, the winnings were squandered away by the greed to earn more. Until the day when i ran out of money to squander. It was a hard decision to make. In order for me to win, i had to have a capital sum to bet with, of which now i had none. So in a moment of folly, when i was too desperate to win something to feed the hungry mouths of my family, I borrowed from the bandits who controlled the den.

I borrowed an enormous sum to bet with and i was sure i could strike a windfall and pay back what i owed plus interest. As if the gods were on my side, i won hundreds in the next few games/ Convinced that my luck was changing, i proceeded to the other tables. But it was not to be. Losing all the money, i was in an anxious state and instantly regretted the loan.

I spent the next few nights depressed and in a drunken stupor. I was greasy from the long hours i had spent at the tavern. when i finally decided to make my way home, i was barely even conscious, stumbling even on the smallest of obstacles. Then i became sober. I saw a fire consuming the farmhouse i called home. racing there with my mind in a mess, i tried to look fot traces of life, the humans which were my family that may have needed help. Searching i came to a slumped figure next to a cart. There was blood everywhere, his throat was cut and he had stab marks all over. I looked at the grisly scene and the spectacle of huge flames incinerating my house, and turning it to ash. A timber fell and a a half scorched piece of paper floated over. " payment accepted, it was nice doing business with you." The dark truth dawned upon me as i realised, in a moment of folly, i made a loan and failed to clear the debt, which resulted in such a dire consequence for my family. they must have taken them away, i thought. Sitting there beside the blazing inferno, I cried and cried, until the cinders were no more.

It was my fault, but the bandits had to pay for being so brutal. I looked up at the red sky, tears in my eyes and swore to the heavens that i will have revenge. I was only 17.

thats the end. but i may consider continuing this story. haha. nowadays i havent been posting much of my life compared to the stories that pop up. will try to put some stuff in the near future.

Knowledge Is Power. Hide It Well.

I Have No Talent For Post Titles.

2009-02-11T16:46:00.005+08:00

Here's another one of those stories i wrote. This one is called "Codename: Tau"

It was the most difficult mission i had ever undergone in my years of service as a Special Covert Forces squad leader. The times had got harder and missions were more and more challenging. More men were rebelling. This mission was to infiltrate the Bio-terrorists' stronghold of Fell Creek in the disease ridden bogs of the Central Behlarusian Peninsula river basin and bring it down to prevent further trouble from the heretics. The mission was codenamed: Tau.

As we landed on a patch of dirt in a small clearing in the densest jungle in the world, I heard Corax cursing about this horrendously difficult task that we were going to embark upon and how impossible it seemed. But he immediately took a defensive position as sudden bursts of light flashed through the foliage and headed straight for us. I quickly issued commands to the team and we returned fire in an orderly pattern, perfectly synchronized volleys of laser fire erupted from out position and together with liquid fire, the hidden assailants were quickly silenced.

After a moment of peace, the team proceeded to scout the area and soon we were en route to the Fell Creek fortress. The way was relatively peaceful but it was by no means easy. We were knee deep in the filthy stinking muck that covered the entire area, a by-product of the human race, our filters were working hard to keep out the toxins that the muck emitted. As the looming shape of the fortress came into view, the equipment officer Kraege sent a few reconnaiscance probes to map out the terrain and internal structure of the buildings. It was by far the largest and most heavily guarded human complex i had ever seen and it was reeking with the stench of vermin that wished to be annihilated.

After the probes returned and conveyed the information to Kraege, he explained that it would take a gargantuan effort to bring the fortress down, not to mention a large and well placed amount of detonation charges. Then we broke cover and stealthily entered the complex through a sewage tunnel. Inside, it was a labyrinth and it took forever to place the charges at the correct areas because of the complexity of the building. As the squad cautiously made their way into the last designated area, Corax opened his mouth to speak, but was riddled with armor piercing rounds before he could even utter a word.

Soon all hell broke lose. Limbs flailed, bodies were ripped apart by bursts of fire, charred bodies slumped to the ground and screams and shouts filled the whole chamber as the squad engaged the terrorists while Kraege struggled to set the last charge.

After what seemed like an eternity, I signalled to surviving squadmates to pull back, but we were almost surrounded and heavily outnumbered, altough we outclassed them in terms of technology, training and firepower. The group split and while one retreated, the other gave covering fire. I was proud of my team that in the face of such difficult opposition, they could accomplish what they set out to do.

Metre by bloody metre, we fought our way out of the hellish interior of the fortress, losing all but three sqaudmates as they were cut down by the sheer numbers of the fanatical human terrorists. As we approached the bogs, Kraege flicked the switch and the charges detonated, destroying most of the complex fortress and vapourising its occupants. In front of the crumbling structure, i recounted the day as the last of the humans were slaughtered. It was the most arduous and difficult mission I had ever completed. It cost us plenty, but operation Tau was a success and it was for the greater good. With a flick of our tails, we disappeared back into the stygian darkness of the Fell Creek bogs.

The End.
Hope you readers like this too. haha

Knowledge Is Power.

Story?

2009-02-09T19:13:00.005+08:00

Ok this here is a composition i wrote. Im going to post it and a few others on my blog, just to make it look more filled and not just a blank black wall with a small red patch at the top. This story is called"Ravenous"

There are many forms of hunger, hunger for power, hunger for fame and hunger for the riches the world has to offer, but the most primordial hunger is the hunger for food, for food that can fill the gullet and give strength.

It looked up from its meal and stared at the forest with cold piercing eyes. It raised its snout and sniffed the air around it. It was an almighty creature, but was cursed since birth, cursed with an insatiable hunger for food, its stomach a bottomless pit that could never be filled. It was once a very intelligent being, able to think clearly and rationally, but now, its mind was a blur, every feeling and emotion it once had was now covered by a thick and impenetrable fog, a haze. All except the longing for its next meal, which was left untainted and amplified by the absence of all other senses. It was a lonely entity, not cast out by nature, but cast out by its own hunger. Every creature he eventually befriended would inevitably be devoured by it. The only things it had for company was the forest, the trees and plants that covered the landscape, and yet even these silent observers would not be left untouched by the time it moved on.

It spotted a deer, a great deer, as great as a house and as beautiful as the setting sun, its fur a brilliant red dotted with brown. The deer was a majestic animal, even to a monster that only saw animals as food. After a second of admiring the great beast, it charged at the deer with fangs bared and claws outstretched, ready for the kill, to feast upon this unfortunate creature's flesh and to attempt to fill the void that was its stomach. The deer put up a fight, ramming it with the huge antlers on its head. A thunderous crack followed the attack, but it did not flinch, instead ripping at the deer with its lengthened claws ever more savagely.

After a short but fierce battle, it managed to bring down the great deer, and started to consume its flesh. Before long, it heard the slightest sound and its fur bristled, the sound was getting closer and it could make out the sound of cloth on dirt, the light thud on the earth and the cries of the plants. Soon more footsteps were heard approaching it, it seemed as if the footfalls were in no particular order.

A face appeared in the foliage and stared at it in shock and disbelief as much as fear and revulsion before the man was swiped away in a flurry of blood and fur, managing only a muffled scream. More men appeared and rush at it, surrounding it like a pack of wolves. They rushed at it, trying to inflict as many wounds as possible. In a flash, there were a hundred men around him, armed to the teeth and with killing intent. Then they all charged, everyone leaped towards him. It swung its mighty spiked tail and knocked a few away. Then he snapped its jaws, crushing another in its teeth. But before long, he was buried a tide of steel.

No wounds were mortal,but there were hundreds of individual wounds bleeding out its lifeblood. The haze in its mind had suddenly cleared and it could think again, for once it felt full, its hunger sated by death itself.

ok thats the end of it, hope you enjoy it, anyone that reads this. leave your comments if you wish.

Knowledge Is Power.

Unyielding

2009-02-07T15:12:00.004+08:00

The good world has gone bad, and upon further reflection, i think its perhaps, or most likely due to the influence of humans, killing and burning and changing and extracting things, all for their own greed, never once thinking about the environment and giving back what has been taken. Its a sad sad story. And im sitting here, not doing anything, which makes me an equally bad ecological monster. The weather is still veyr erratic and changes widely, a few days ago some mountain in the scorching middle east just had a coat of snow covering its top. I wonder what the next ecological disaster will be? To save the world, I think its now or never, or it may already be too late.

chinese new year was a good time to earn some money and i did, whether from red packets or a little small scale gambling. Im still playing, but less and less and less and..you get my point. All for the goal to stop gaming this year and do other more active and sociable sports like..i dont know what. breaking? basketball? the sort? but itting in front of the screen still seems to be the best.

Knowledge Is Power.

Mad I Am.

2009-01-30T22:21:00.005+08:00

So much has been done that cannot be undone. Like money spent $$$. The new year festivities were a flurry of activity, with me buzzing around my relatives houses like an irritating fly, awaiting only the red packets that were to come my way.

Thanks to all who gave me presents, the too small T-shirt, Gundams, Crocodilian backpacker, frosty the lego man and bag of foodssss. I didnt expect so much from you guys, thanks alot.

The stupid beanie still hasnt arrived, now im really gan chiong. KILL THE MESSENGERS! Its always them that become the scrapegoat. breaking has looked like it took a turn for the better, my friends showed some interest, im so excited and surprised that i can do some moves better than i expected. My friends also learn fast. The World Is Full Of Hidden Wonders.

Its not that i have no pictures, i just dont really bother to upload them, since my phone cant take pictures and i have no com right now. Its really a pity. Now my life is after school go home sleep, wake up, eat, sleep. such a mundane and monotonous, not to mention boring and degenerative lifestyle.

furthermore, it seems that my area has more rats and less cats than before and the rats are so thin. Some have been steam-rolled by cars and nothing seems to come out of thier bellies. Its weird that the recession has even reached the rats, since humans throw less food away, rats eat less.

Tomorrow is the barbeque for my brother and my birthday, but i found out it was another cheap scam to absorb presents from those that are coming. Its a good idea id say, just that the food is tad expensive and my fridge hardly has any space left. Nuff said, it has been a long post, like a story or a broken record player that keeps playing the same track over and over again. Bye.

No Fear. No Pity. No Remorse.

I Am Mad.

2009-01-22T17:28:00.005+08:00

Having realised that maths may be easier than i originally thought and that I was sleeping a whole year, missing everything from A to Z. Now the mammoth task to catch up on the chapters I missed is dawning upon me and yet I am optimistic that i can actually relearn everything. Now that i try, everything seems easy as long as I try and yet one must know how to counter that stress lest it make one overcome with pessimism, in the meantime, one also must put down the pride, lest it allows complacentness to cloud your mind and stop you from studying, thinking that one is too great and all knowing to revise.

Now that i have read what i type, i will answer the question that i have asked in previously. I am mad. never before have i felt the urge to study like now. When there is no other way, the perilous path is the only way to salvation.

Now for something less errr...chim. Have yet to do all my homework and am still asking myself why the heck i am sitting here attempting to make my blog more interesting.

No Fear. No Pity. No Remorse.

Am I Mad

2009-01-20T18:32:00.001+08:00

Such a long wait for a beanie, il look faggish, not to mention like an idiot and a darn shaven fool (ofcos im not going to wear that out, its for home use so my head wont be painful). Shitting slacking postmen are a pain in the ass, aint it easy to fly a plane to deliever something. Ofcos its not the postmens fault, but everyone blames the messenger dont they? Bad dressing > Bad hairstyles.

Its been 2 years since i had the interest and the strength(..) to blog and yet my blog (if u can call this one) has no more than the basic stuff still, no custom skins(where), no cool animations(can?), no links(how) and possibly no chatbox until i figure out how the hell i can add one. It sure is a shitty thing not knowing how to do all these and whats more dumb is im a geek that doesnt want to bother to learn because , afterall how long will my willingness to blog last?

One more thing, i seriously have to get better at breaking, swiping, six-stepping and basic freezes, headspins are another, and so are those prolonged handstands. Damn i need friends to practice with.

No Fear. No Pity. No Remorse.

now for the homework.