boredom leads me to post 3rd post of the day.
football. it's a team game. noone is greater than the team.
Steven Gerrard did not win the 2005 Champions League Final/2006 FA Cup Final. Liverpool did.
Pele did not win the World Cup. Brazil did.
Maradonna did not win the World Cup. Argentina did.
Johan Cryuff did not win the World Cup. Neither did Holland. HAHA.
justin.
well well well, you just can't tell.
it still has been raining all day and i am still as bored as a bored person. EH?? i have been trying to play fm but the defeats to chelsea and spurs have made me extremely dulan. sky has cleared up but its darkening already so i wouldn't know if its evening dark or rain cloud dark. going to swim(by swim i mean sit down in the pool and slack). my mum didn't get the fake jerseys from thailand. thats bad.
justin.
oops?
skipped school with the intention of going back to cat high. however, i woke up to the sight and sound of heavy rain at 9am, thus decided to go back to sleep. in the end i didnt go also. didn't want to carry umbrella just to go cat high. anyway i slept until about 11.30 before i was woken by the sound of drills. someone was moving in i guess. it was still raining heavily. and it doesnt look like stopping anytime soon. oh well. shall just stay at home then. haha.
justin.
no idea what title.
today was almost a bad day. i was dreaming about being late for a plane when i was suddenly awoken by a voice telling me it was 7.10 already. it was like a dream come true. to a certain extent. i was going to be late. luckily my grandmother, who was thankfully awake by that time, woke me up and misread the time. it was only 7. which was early compared to 7.10. i rushed out of the house after changing into the uniform and didn't forget to bring anything, which i sometimes expect to when i am in a rush. lessons were also okay, and there was no lit extra lesson today. so what looked like turning into a disaster wasn't that bad after all. and lessons ended at 12, the bus came just as i stepped out of the school gate and i got home in time without shitting my pants from my stomachache. cool.
justin.
this is the other interesting thing i thught abt
this is me blogging fom my aunts laptop. i hope can work. liverpool just won. aggers goal is contender for goal of the season.
what i thought about during the butt killing teachers day thing was the concept of heaven, hell and religions. i used to think that if every religion says that non believers go to hell, then there would only be hell since a believer of one religion is not a believer of another. i thought of another theory. which is more out of point but nonetheless interesting enough for me.
heaven and hell would be divided into many different parts, with the respective gods sitting in the parts of their own religion. sort of like office cubicles. bigger religions will have bigger office. so that means prophet mohamad, god/jesus, buddha and the various hindu gods will have bigger offices like boss. smaller gods like nigerian gods will be the office boy or sth. so buddha sits in the buddhist heaven and welcomes buddhist believers and the nigerian god will welcome the followers to do heavenly errands and so on....
this is the same for hell. yan luo wang will have his own office and so will satan and the bad guys of the other religions. so they can punish the bad people of their religion. in a sense la.
the free thinkers. since they believe in anything and nothing, they will just experience nothing after death. to them, it will be like going into a long slumber at 90 one moment and being born the next moment. nothing in between. i would like to add a picture but its difficult to draw with a touchpad of a laptop. haha
ok i hope can post.
justin.
a day for teachers, teachers' day.
actually today i had thought of 3 things to blog about at 12 o'clock. but right now, i can only remember 2. since one of them requires extremely alot of explanation and abstract thinking, i shall blog about 1 here and the other in another post. i forgot the 3rd one.
so today was teachers day celebration in CJC. my class had 2 lessons then went for celebration which was in truth, not bad. there was a yoyo guy, some bands, people singing, dance, some guy doing grease, and 2 teachers day videos. it was overall not bad. however, the hall was so cramped that by the end of the 2 hours of sitting cross-legged in a limited space, i couldn't stand up on my own due to cramps in my legs and butt. i wouldn't say it was severe because i know what a really severe cramp feels like.
so after the celebrations, i went to the bus stop as quickly as possible to avoid the crowd. AVOID THE CROWD INDEED! the bus stop was filled with people like sardines in a can. it was at least 100000000000 times more crowded than the usual crowded. to make things worse, every fucking person there was going to town. which means that everyone was waiting for 105 or 132, which i had to take to go home. i didn't like the prospect of transferring myself from the bus stop sardine can to the bus sardine can. so i waited until it was less crowded before i boarded a bus. that was after two 132 and 105 had passed and shitloads of people had already squeezed themselves onto the bus. AND IT WAS STILL VERY CROWDED. i accepted my fate and pushed my way on board, or risk losing the chance ever being able to get home.
so once i got onboard, i went to the remotest back corner of the bus to avoid the bloody crowd of my fellow schoolmates going to town. firstly because i don't really like crowds. and secondly because i don't like sitting near cjc people unless i know them. why? because i see that
most of them don't know how to behave themselves. just because there are many cjc people on board a public bus does not mean the bus belongs to or is a part of cjc. it doesn't give you the right to talk in a fucking loud voice shouting at a guy who is at the opposite end of the bus. this was exactly what a guy 4 seats away from me was doing. he was screaming at the top of his voice to a friend of his, saying something like "INTRO LEH!" and pointing to people and saying their names. i think that he thinks that he is very cool, hot, funny or whatever. but eh's not. and i think he was really loud. i mean, i could hear him extremely clearly 4 seats away while i was listening to skid row at nearly top volume. no mean feat considering skid row isn't exactly soft music. well, i wish i could just stuff some shit into that guys mouth. but i didn't. because i couldn't be bothered already.
justin.
ok. hello. this is zixiang. justin's com is screwed up and so he got me to post his blog entry for him. while i'm at it, i decided to blog a bit here as well. ahaha! promos coming. we need to study. stupid teachers' day celebrations took up so much time. i was emcee for the concert and the preparations were so time-consuming. and on the topic of loud cjc people, i kinda agree. even some people in cj can talk at the top of their voices even though they are right next to each other. i don't think i need to give examples. just roam round cj and look for such people yourself. shouldnt be too hard to find.
anyways, hello justin! we need to study for promos soon! i dont wanna retain and im sure you dont wanna retain AGAIN! =P just chiong study, mai hum!
zixiang.
this is interesting.
Sometimes when you take a step back, it's to gain momentum.
justin.
bouncebackability.
it is a termed coined by iain dowie but mostly used to describe liverpools champions league victory over ac milan in 2005. as liverpool stumbled to a 1-1 draw to sheffield united yesterday, i hope this bouncebackability stays with them as they go on the season long marathon of the EPL. didn't like the way sheffield utd were playing but if liverpool are going to be champions then they should be able to cope with any style of play.
i think daniel agger is good. i will print his name on the back of my new liverpool jersey. when i get it haha.
justin.
hmm.
after the past few posts which i posted because my new internet connection had fucked up everything, i hope that i can post this without much problems. actually, i am appalled at myself right now. i know that promos are one month away, yet i cannot find any urgency to start studying. i think i can pass my subjects but i feel like i am getting complacent. because if i am confident of an E. but what if something goes wrong? if so-so midyear results are going to lead to complacency, i'd rather i had gotten all Fs for my midyears. if that can spur me on to study more. then again it might not help. that single F in maths hasnt driven me to study maths at all. in fact, i have been neglecting maths totally. i read up on econs and geog. but i never take a 2nd look at lit until right before exams. maths? i never touch it. i know its not right but right now, i don't seem too bothered about my exams. what i am bothered about is that i am not bothered. if you ppl know what i mean. i think i know all my problems. i like to procrastinate. in fact, procrastination is the only thing i like to do without procrastination. because i am lazy in nature. i know it. but its not that easy to change. and due to my nature, i don't try. haha. still, i am going to have to study to have any chance of passing promos. or i will just end up like in sec 3 year 1. aiming for the lowest pass and end up not passing anything. so i will probably read up on mor econs today. maths? maybe i will hang around johnson more since he is studying so much haha. it might spark off a sudden change in me and i might become the most hardworking person you have ever seen. but that is highly unlikely. i believe i can be hardworking if i want to. but i don't. sometimes i think my posts can cause blindness due to the black background the the long chunk of white words. i see lines on walls after reading my own posts sometimes. but oh well. thats the way its going to be. too lazy to change skin.
justin.
fuck
fuck. firefox has some fucking problem with the blogspot site. i cannot sign in to blogger in firefox now. if i do only a blank page pops out. it isn't much better blogging with internet explorer. its fucking laggy and blogspot is in chinese. FUCK!!!!!!!!!! AND I CANT UPLOAD ANYTHING TO MY EMAIL!
test
fucking internet connection. cannot update for fucking long. test. okay now i can blog with ie but not firefox. fucking internet browsers.
a difference in thinking.(delayed)
sometimes, i find myself having drastically different opinions with adults and wonder why. my friend ozy has found the perfect word for it. generation gap. i wouldn't say i am a very radical thinking guy. in fact, i'm very unradical. however, in being unradical, i also believe in being flexible. because i think that rules are mere guidelines for behaviour and not something that should be followed like the 10 commandments. in fact, the 10 commandments are probably just guidelines for human behaviour, albeit (some believe) somewhat more holy(?).
why am i so long-winded to bring up this topic again? because of our dear discipline master mr michael tan, who decided to instill discipline in indisciplined students. in doing so, he has made 2 assumptions. firstly, the students are actually indisciplined. secondly, that what he is doing will instill discipline in the students. the offence, being late for assembly. to be fair it wasn't just him. there were other teachers as well. in the teachers opinion, being late for assembly = being late for school. which in my opinion is really quite funny. because i simply cannot comprehend how they came up with the stupid concept. (if someone came to school at 6 and was late for assembly, he is considered late? where is the logic in that? HAHAHA) until it happened to me this morning. they applied the stupid concept on me. what happened was:
i was walking for assembly when i was suddenly told to stop. i wondered what was happening until the teacheress(female teacher) told me to hand over my ezlink card. being a naturally inquisitive person, i said "for what?". though that is not the nicest way to present a question, it was all i could come up with at the time. the teacheress told me i was late for assembly, along with my huge group of classmates. i looked at my watch. i was late for ONE BLOODY MINUTE!
i was appalled at the rigidity of the teacheress. she asked for my ezlink card again. since they wouldn't take no for an answer, the next thing to come out of my mouth was naturally a lie. a half truth anyway. i said my ezlink card was with mr michael tan when it was tucked away safely in my wallet. my LIBRARY CARD was with mr michael tan. oh well. i had to save my own skin somehow.
but i still had to see mr michael tan. within the 2 minutes from the back of the quadrangle to the time i saw him, my mind came up with a brilliant excuse. ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT! i told him i was in the toilet. so when the bell rang, i couldn't just stop and go. i had to finish my business. i thought it was brilliant in how simple it was. there was just no way of rebutting such a simple excuse. other than to say "NONSENSE! THAT'S JUST AN EXCUSE." which was exactly what he did. i had to get into the act of being really in the toilet, in which case my argument would be invincible. i told him that he couldn't possibly expect me to stop my pee halfway just to go to assembly. he told me to pee at home. what a logicless argument. in that case, what he means to say was pee before i come to school. what if i already did that and still needed to pee when i was already in school, RIGHT BEFORE ASSEMBLY? he wouldn't accept my argument. old teachers are too rigid to accept any new ideas into their brains. older brain got smaller capacity you see. just like computers.
anyway, i was telling him about how someone right in front of me got past and i was the one stopped. he came up with this crap analogy of how in a bali bomb blast, i could be killed while the guy sitting right next to me could emerge unscathed. i was seriously pissed off by that time and refused to listen to anymore of his rubbish after that. bad start to a school week i must say.
this little incident led me to think how people in authority usually win their arguments. with authority. this is because their age-old arguments are usually met with some retort emerging from someone with a quick brain and an even quicker mouth. to counter this, they firstly come up with something they call logic and analogy but makes no sense at all. the purpose is to confuse people so that they cannot argue back. if that fails, then the threat of detention and what not punishment comes to rise. its not just michael tan. in fact, kee yong in cat high was much worse. so i guess i have to be thankful to a certain extent.
HOWEVER, despite all this shit about stupid rules, i believe rules are definitely needed. this is to prevent everything from being cast into a state of anarchy. also, rules should be there. if anything just for the students to have a boundary to push against. because i feel that everyone, to a certain extent, needs to know how far the boundaries can be pushed. so i feel that the stupid rules[e.g. hair, the late for assembly rule] can be set as some form of deterrence. however, the boundaries should be flexible so that the rules will not be so stupid. sorry if it seems incoherent. didn't sort out my thoughts.
justin.
promos are in one month..
I WANT TO PROMOTE!!
update on national day eve.
on national day eve, we walked pointlessly from CJC to Macritchie Reservoir and sat there pointlessly for some time. then i went to j8 with douglas and some girls and guess who i met there. RONNIE AND SON SON who ponned school. AND GUESS WHO CAME AFTER THAT! MR KENNETH FANG! after having not seeing him for a long time, i sat there and chat with them. they were going to watch tokyo drift. however, since i have already watched it, i didn't join them. but since now i know johnson and kenneth and
RONALD want to watch again, i may watch it with them. after that, i went home and slept for about 13minutes 51.2 secs when a phone call woke me up. jaz and ben and them were at borders and coming to my house soon. so i asked them to call me when they were at great world. at 4.45 i got the phone call and the 1st sight that greeted me when i reach great world was ben. who did not wear the specified red colour other than a little red patch over his nipple on his polo shirt. we then proceeded to my house and did lots of childish things you would never imagine 17 and 18 year olds could do. until about 9. then we went to macs and ate some stuff until 9.56 when i shook a coke bottle without a cap and ended up with coke all over me. i then went home[so did the others] and showered and watched little britain and saw the fish finger thing which i have updated 2 posts ago. going to play football now bye.
justin.
fuck.
fucking football manager just quit itself just as fernando morientes scored his hat trick. this makes 2 game months of winning and goals and whatever was going on. damn that computer with low memory. another reason for me wanting my own computer. going to start again another day. i'll just get more dulan if i start again now. will feel damn deja vu.
anyways. happy national day everyone.
justin.
you know... i was just thinking...
about fish fingers. they are called fish fingers, but they aren't really fish fingers as in fingers of fish because fishes do not have fingers. oh well.
actually got many things to blog about today but i believe the fish finger deserved its own post. so i will update the other things i want to update about next time.
justin.
something fun to do from ronalds blog.
Put your music player on shuffle.
Press forward for each question.
Use the song title as the answer to the question
even if they don't make sense.
You'll be surprised though..
NO CHEATING!
How are you feeling today?
- kickstart my heart - motley crue(so i am going to get a heart attack soon)
Will you get far in life?
- ka chia(means sth like racing motorbikes in hokkien) - mayday(so i will go very fast. far or not i don't know)
How do your friends see you?
- in a darkened room- skid row(like a bangla?)
Will you get married?
- di yi tian - mayday/sun yan zi(so i will get married on the 1st day. wonder what that means.)
What is your best friend's theme song?
-chen mo de gao yang(silent lamb)- zhao chuan (hmm.. this rings true somehow for one of my friends)
What is the story of your life?
- deng dai - chen yi (waiting for what? the time when i finally strike toto jackpot?)
What was high school like?
- di ti ge qing chen- wang lee hom(i do have to wake up early in the morning)
How can you get ahead in life?
- fake tales of san francisco- artic monkeys (by lying then...)
What is the best thing about your friends?
- one more moment - ronin (so yea.. one more moment...)
What is today going to be like?
- happy birthday - ashin from mayday (hmm not my birthday...)
What is in store for this weekend?
- ya guan- mayday (boh link.. which means im going bowling)
What song describes you?
- ju zi qi shui(orange soda)- nan quan mama (hur?)
To describe your grandparents?
- bet you look good on the dance floor- arctic monkeys (maybe they were damn good. i wouldnt know)
How is your life going?
- civil war- guns n roses (so im fighting with myself... hmm..)
What song will they play at your funeral?
- youth gone wild- skid row (i was kinda hoping for You'll Never Walk Alone. then i realised i didn't put it in my mp3 player.)
How does the world see you?
- slither- velvet revolver (so im slithery like a snake)
Will you have a happy life?
- feng kuang shi jie(crazy world)- mayday (it will be mad.happy or not i dunno)
What do your friends really think of you?
- kiss goodbye-wang lee hom(they think i am going to die from my heart attack later then...)
Do people secretly lust after you?
- melody- david tao (does that mean a yes or a no?)
How can I make myself happy?
- ting bu dao- mayday (by being deaf then)
What should you do with your life?
- addicted to that rush- mr big (so i should be some racing speed freak? or a drug addict?)
Will you ever have children?
- devil's daughter- silvertide (so i will have the devil's daughter. i wonder which parent is the devil..)
justin.
3 Fast 3 Furious
after watching tokyo drift last night, i can't wait to get my driving license and start driving recklessly. it seems really fun to go on adrenaline pumping speeds, provided the road is empty enough. therefore, it is not likely to be doing this in singapore. i would also like to learn to drift on a real car. but that means i would have to be very rich. and i would need to get a driving license 1st.
or i could just go to escape theme park, get a day pass and try to drift on their go karts. which actually isn't very fun. i tried it once and got stuck in the corner because i "drifted"[actually its just skidding] too much. and the go karts do not have a very essential thing called reverse. oh well. i want to watch tokyo drift again. it is a good movie. good racing and not bad story. not to mention guai lan main character and cool supporting cast friend.
justin.
postview. another brick in the wall.
This is going to be pretty long rant. About something which i have long had opinions on. The school system. Why? Because Ben has been asked to withdraw from school. Apparently, he was asked to do so based on his conduct, which admittedly wasn't very good. His main problem, from the authorities point of view, was his antics is class. Mass Weapons of Distraction you could say. But authorities, being authorities, have minds so narrow you will find it extremely difficult to squeeze a water molecule through it. Judging from that, I can safely presume that Bro. Paul, Tan Jek Suan, Michael Tan and various other teachers have never seen Ben from the students point of view.
What is the students point of view? Probably that of a funny guy. Probably one of the most famous people you can find in school. In fact, when 1T01 is mentioned, it's always Ben's class. In class, most of us probably see him as a stress reliever, as well as the happy-go-lucky guy. In fact, Ben is 17 out of my 21 classmates[yes 21] during tutorials. Zixiang and Darren being 2 more and the last one being the rest of the class. The noise level that is. Which is why tutorials are usually fun. Because of the uninhibition which Ben always brings to the class. He never seems afraid to poke fun at the teachers and come up with ideas so stupid they are clever. Unfortunately, teachers, due to narrowmindedness fail to see the clever part. Because actually, the jokes can only be appreciated by a quick thinking mind and be invented by a quicker thinking mind. Ben is also my talking buddy in class because he somehow thinks of the same things as me. And he knows the retro songs I know. Maybe it's because we are both born on "liquid paper October 1988". Without Ben in class, I only have 3 classmates.
Authorities on the other hand, see Ben as a troublemaker for apparently obvious reasons. His work isn't that good, he tells jokes in class, he distracts his classmates etc. Which to me is actually bullshit. As I already mentioned, jokes are a form of stress relief in the pressure cooker classroom environment. And we actually want, in fact need to be distracted to un-tense the atmosphere. Take today. Our 1st day without Ben was 20 times quieter. Good for the teachers but the class somehow seems dead. Thus the distraction part is obviously not a good reason. Furthermore, he has been making efforts to change for the better. However, people are prone to neglect the effort put in and look only at the results, which I admit aren't that good. They also seem to believe that school rules are set in stone, steel, even diamond. Which means it isn't flexible at all. However, I believe rules are just guidelines and should be flexible. Furthermore, they have chosen a very "appropriate" time to choose to withdraw Ben. 7 weeks from promos. Which would distract the class even more than Ben himself. Which shows partly the lack of intelligence in authorities. As well as the rigidity of their minds. They think that Ben cannot pass the promos even if they give him a chance so it would be simpler to kick him out now. Why not give him a chance? If he fails, then they can kick him out without the major uproar that is happening in class right now. This isn't even rigidity. Just pure
STUPIDITY.
I also believe school in itself is a paradox. They encourage creative thinking, yet take all means possible to prevent it. I have mentioned it in a previous post. The project work one. If you could be bothered then take a look in the archives. Teachers who appear to encourage creative thinking and expression actually prefer students to have no backbone and conform mindlessly to school rules. As do principals, vps, and DMs. The problem here is that Ben is viewed as a defective brick in the wall. A defective part in a well-oiled machine. Their idea of a problem child is a kid with long hair, untidy uniform and with a slight lack of respect to authorities. However, these are the people who actually think. People who listen and follow school rules mindlessly probably go through life mindlessly, getting their things done in an efficient manner without actually questioning. WHY are they actually doing it? I don't mean to stereotype but if they can't think for themselves in school, what makes you think that they can actually think for themselves outside of it. Perhaps there are reasons to it and they actually CAN think for themselves but lets not go into that.
Another problem with the authorities have surfaced. They judge people according to the mould they set. The school is a factory. People who do not fit in are first attempted to be forced into that mould. Failing which they will be rejected as defects. In fact, Why don't we call schools people factories? This term seems quite appropriate. They want a perfect student. Good grades, fit in sports, great attitude towards teachers, good in CCAs, AS WELL AS a creative thinking mind, good self expression. These students are possible but rare. People who think usually do not conform. But if they like conformity so much, why don't they just campaign it in school. Put up posters saying things like "Mindless Conformity; It's Cool, It's Fun. Conform today". Have people telling their great experiences of conforming. I understand that school is supposed to be a place for learning and I actually do learn something in school. The environment however, needs a major change for the better. Seriously.
rant over.
justin.
preview?
i would really like to update. but i don't really have the mood now. i have things to say but i am too tired to say it right now. tommorow maybe. im quite tired now but i felt like typing something but not too much.
justin.
disgusting descriptions. it does not make for good reading after any form of food consumption.
WARNING: PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVE LOW TOLERANCE FOR EXPLICITLY DISGUSTING THINGS. FOR A MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY. TAKE THE TITLE SERIOUSLY.
today was a fairly normal day at school. other than the fact that i had diarrhoea. in school. now, i'm sure you guys know that diarrhoea is not something very nice. diarrhoea at school is something not very nicer. which means it feels worse than normal. why? because there is no comfort and privacy of your own toilet at home. before i go any further, im sure all of you have had diarrhoea at least once. you know how it feels. you feel the wicked concoction of gas and semi-liquid brewing in your stomach. you feel as if it would all be okay if you could just let out a gigantic fart. BUT. that gigantic fart could turn out to be a gigantic WET fart with stuff-you-don't-want-to-be-in-it in it. therefore, it is a good decision for you to raise your hand and ask for permission to use the toilet.
now, as you trudge to the toilet, you still feel the concoction brewing. thus you take small steps to ensure that it doesnt squirt out by some accident. this is a dillema for me. i dont know whether to take big steps and risk a spill or take small steps but take longer to reach the desired destination. not that it is very much desired anyway. when you reach the desire but actually not very desires place, it is the start of aanother problem. school toilets are okay for doing little business. big business, aka excretion of solid body waste, is another matter. the toilet cubicles are small and have the ability to cause claustrophobia. the toilet seats are not very clean but at least CJC provides toilet paper to clean it. my dear secondary school is such a blood sucker they put tissue paper dispensers where you have to PAY just to get some toilet paper to wipe your behind.
now let's leave the issue of toilet paper behind. once your behind is comfortably[as comfortably as you can get] nestled on the toilet bowl, getting to clear your bowels is not very easy. for me at least. i'm sure everyone knows what it feels like. you're in the cubicle shitting[or at least trying to] but you keep hearing people talking outside the cubicle. you reconsider letting out that whooping fart, though it isn't wrong to do so, and even though it was th best thing to do. when you finally unplug the gap stuffed up your behind and let the river of boiling semi-liquid faeces and noxious flow, the feeling is not nice. imagine a volcano eruption starting from your rectum, flowing through your anus and finally ending up in the toilet bowl, with the "lava" smelling like shit. well, it is shit. also, like a acidic volcano eruption, it bursts out, it burns your behind, and it erupts several times. so you might find yourself nestling on the toilet bowl for about 20 minutes. but it feels like forever. so after forever, you get to use the free toilet paper provided for you to clean up the mess. which isn't bad other than the fact that the toilet paper feels like sandpaper. but i wouldn't complain. its free and its not that bad. but sandpaper is the only rough paper i could think of. after cleaning up, you waddle back to class credit to your sore and burning behind, explaining this ordeal to your teacher[not as explicitly of course].
in this final concluding paragraph, i would like to tell everyone who is about to kill me for making them read this. I DID NOT! take the title and warnings seriously. it is not my fault that you vomited all over your keyboard because you read this. it is due to your own negligence. i accept no responsibility. =)
anyway, in this final final concluding paragraph, i would like to tell everyone something.
REMEMBER TO WASH YOUR HANDS
justin.
