lowellleow

lowellleow @ 2004-09-27T21:15:00

2004-09-27T13:17:21Z

My Prelims are over. Yay. Shant comment on it. Leave it to later when i get my results back. Then can complain.

After the prelims all the JCs came to market their school but thats not news.
MY PHONE WAS STOLEN. DO NOT CALL OR SMS ME.
Now thats news.
Obviously some hardcore 2P guy stole my phone cos of various reasons.

1: The last sighting of my phone was by some 2P guy who put it under the table == everyone in 2P noes that there's phone
2: The phone is OFF. It was ON.
3: There have been 3 phone thefts from 2P before.

yea...go figure lar. But seriously, if the phone thief is reading this. Pls return my phone cos i still havent completed the game on it. yea. thx. Oh yar, did i mention, he's quite stupid, he didnt take the charger. you need charger to trade in phones =(

so in order to make myself TRY to forget my phone. i went to kenny's house.
Kenny's house is an example of what causes Singapore to sink. Stacked like Hongkong Cage houses, the tiny condo units pile on top of each other to make a towering majestic condominium jutting out from the ultra rundown super shag need-of-repainting HDBs in Opposition-run Hougang. now you know why PAP good yar? Anyway its tiny but there's alot of rooms.

When you first enter, you see a towel rack. BUT on closer inspection, its actually all his furniture covered in white towels. He has a humongous alot-inch Flat screen TV and a very comfy sofa. In front of the white lace sofa is a low glass coffee table for him to pile his newspapers on. There is a huge window that shines light in causing there to be reflection on the TV. To the right of his TV is a stack of Vcd players and on top of it is a mysterious box covered yet again in white towel. Lift it up and you'll see kevin's (kenny's no teeth older brudder) officer sword with his name engraved on it. FunkY. Turn left after you enter and walk through the corrider, passing the kitchen on ur left and the dining table on your right and you'll reach another junction. Continue straight and you'll find kenny's room which has a southpark kenny on his table and loads of white towels hanging everywhere. On his chair, on his bed, on his table, dunno why need so many. Anyway rewind back to the junction in the corridor and turn right. The storeroom is on the left and the toilet is on the right. Walk alittle bit more and his parents room in on the left. Unfortunately all i could catch before kenny slammed the door was an ironing board.(yes, with white towel over it.) Continue straight and you'll end up in his brother's room. Insert: Kenny's brudder is super rich. There is a TV there (yes once again covered with white towel) and a bed with a bomberman softie on it. His table looks just like kenny's, WAIT, does it? What's that white towel doing there? Lift it up! OH! THERE'S AN XBOX!

So you guessed, we had a quick tour of his unfriendly neighbourhood, then proceeded to play Xbox. Kenny showed us his original games and we had quite a fun time playing them. UNTIL, i pulled out a manga of "love hina" from the shelf. Then i settled down and stopped watching them play. Love hina is funny. Go read it. seriously! But there were definitely moments to take away. For example, when lammo and kenny were playing DeadorAlive (its a fighting game like streetfighter), they kept choosing female fighters and they chose the most revealing costumes so that they could peek at their panties when they did highkicks. Also, everytime one won and she was doing those "attitude" actions (You are no match for me!) Kenny would shout out to everyone that the woman's *censored* were bouncing. Then being the innocent boys we were, me and SONS would bury our faces in the japanese comics to block out such undesirable sights. Ok maybe SONS wasnt doing it to block out the TV. >=) (SONS was reading book 1)
Also, once the two of them were busy going through the girls on the selection page and they were arguing over which one was Chioer. Then suddenly, lammo with another burst of enlightenment said "The chioest is Bass!" and he selected a burly ebony pro wrestler who looks like the hulk in sunglasses. don't ask me how he comes up with these jokes, they are GOOD.

D-O-T-A
Everybody let's D-O-T-A
You know you want it
You got to play it
Cos you need to dota today!
Everybody let's D-O-T-A
Come on everybody D-O-T-A
You know you love it
You gotta play it
How can you not live with it today?
Everybody let's D-O-T-A
Come on everybody D-O-T-A!

This song is dedicated to DotA. The game i spent my whole after prelim rest break playing.
Dota is a drug. When you play it, it makes you high. When you stop, you suffer from redrawal symptoms. Here are some symptoms to tell you that you are a DotA addict.

1) Instead of saying "back" you say "b".
2) When something goes missing you start looking for your gem of true sight to find it.
3) You signal at every skeleton archer you see in a real game.
4) You like to solo on your lane.
5) You use "rigged heros" as a conversation starter.
6) The phrases "HOLY SHIT" "GODLIKE" "TUMBLEWHORE" "DOUBLEKILL" "TRIPLEKILL" "ULTRAKILL" "OWNAGE" keep pounding in your ear.
7) You understand what "dota sg host no leavers only pros leavers=fags" means.
8) You know how much a Demon Edge costs.
9) You classify heros under 2 categories: "rigged" and "sucks".
10) You hate noobs.

lala. check back soon for my prelim results. ARGH.

taoPOK

2004-08-28T08:54:34Z

okok, i shall write a little here.

just yesterdae aka the official last day of school for us, after our SILENT (deathday) PARTY, our class had this mass taopokking session.
first it started with this brilliant plan of taopokking lammo while using SONS as bait, but afterawhile, pple started shouting names randomly and the taopokking started. no one was spared at the end of it.
heres a quick recap of memorable taopoks for those who missed the fun.

lammo:
the most extensively planned taopok. used sons as bait, waited patiently until lammo got tired of taking photos and pass his camera to G. when he bent down to tickle yanshuo, everyone immediately piled on top of lammo. unfortunately, sweaty kenny slid off and end up being taopokked too. exciting, with terrible consequences for the plotters. naturally lammo never put down his camera after that incident.

zenger aka the BEAST:
put up a valiant battle as we tried to bring him down twice. ended up having to use zhiwei as bait. 8 people grabbing his four thrashing limbs and suspending him in air, finally putting him down face down. massive taopokked with jason as 2nd man. once-in-a-lifetime experience, not to be missed and not happening soon in the near future. zenger sustained badge damage.

G:
went down easily and piled on heavily. claims to ER--hm AFTER the taopok. credibility of source cannot be confirmed.

don aka the BEAST2:
short, thus hard to bring down. when down, everyone too tired to get on.

chicky:
too big to bring down. had to resort to a horizontal taopok. yongjin had to be 2nd man due to pungent choking odour.

huanna:
guest victim from mugger class 4R.

me:
i had 2 secs to decide and made the terrible mistake of lying on my side. naturally suffered extreme pain for 15secs. 2nd man was kenny and left me dripping wet.

and now to recognize some valiant taopokkers...

kenny aka SWEATBOMB:
provided most of the moisture in all the taopoks. due to same reason was very slippery and caused many manslides. itchy fingers that grab and tickle around in piles. often last to get up from pile. poor stamina. suggested usage: on top

SONS really SONS:
overly enthusiastic taopokker who cannot aim. when joining a present pile, usually bounces off sides without doing much damage. when acting as 2nd or 3rd man ends up being a victim due to poor placement. suggested usage: DONT

jason aka 2nd man:
the most consistent 2nd man who often started the pin.

zenger aka STRONGman:
good on ur side, bad on other side. enuff said.

lammo, cheehow, darren, G:
photographers who risked life and limb and camera to take photos.

though seriously painful, taopoks are actally really beneficial. not only they provide good exercise, everyone was sweating, it was really a good time for class bonding, good for class spirit and everyone was really having fun. ok mebbe besides the guy getting taopokked.

here are some tips on taopokking:

-take off all body accessories (specs, watches, handphones, wadeva) so that they dont get damaged
-dont fight if u're getting it. the harder to fight, the higher the desire to taopok you.
-be 2nd man only if u've gotten it before. people can easily turn on u if u're at the bottom of the pile.
-wiggle as much as u can under a taopok. hopefully someone will slide off and u wont be getting the pain.
-hold your breath, anaerobic respiration in this case is better.
-go FLAT, dont EVER lean on ur side. it hurts more.
-jump when going for it, gives more FORCE.
-cover properly, often injuries occur due to poor placement. (ie. bottom at person's face, armpit at nose, etc.)

remember these tips and excite ur classmates, and enjoy a merry taopokking session. remember to taopok EVERYONE!

english o level oral

2004-08-24T09:41:15Z

I DIED
SCREWED
GONE
COCKED UP
DEAD

i died for picture, but everybody did.

worse still, i died for conversation. question was "tell me abt an injury u sustained."
i owned that subject. i had it. it was as good as saying "here's ur A1" all i had to do was tell a simple story abt my FINGER which was SO EASY.
BUT
i cocked up. i started jabbering, gibberish, rubbish, incoherent unorganized sentences. then it suddenly ended, my finger injury which was suppose to be long enuff to fill 10minutes ended abruptly and left me with nothing to say. DEAD. then she went on to ask abt alternative medicine which i then proceeded to cock up even more. at the end, i wasnt speaking fluently in long sentences, more like coughing up words one or two at a time. totally gone. screwed. dead. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
i lost total control, i was just babbling, i didnt even know what i was saying. totally lost. gone. freaked out.

ive compiled a list of ten things not to do so u wont end up like me.

1) dont get a nose bleed
2) dont fart or burp or yawn
3) dont drop your IC
4) dont swagger
5) dont stammer
6) dont speak chinese
7) dont dont come
8) dont stop talking
9) dont rush it
10) dont look at one examiner only because she is so chio

remember these and maybe u'll pass.

argh it just started raining, how apt, now i can go drown myself......

2

2004-08-13T13:51:14Z

2days. 2houses. 2visits. 2trips to swensens. 2topless five. 2bottles of hard liquor. 2dollar-per-slice snack. 2days of rest. 2weeks to prelim.
that just abt sums up everything.

thursdae we went to kT's designer house. due to circumstances i am unable to reveal the luxuriousness of his glass house and my meeting with one of singapore's top flyers aka mr Tan.

fridae we went to lammo's house. got to see his 2 comps, hear his mom calling from her room, see his sister and see the legendary lam rabbit. but that wasnt the best, the best is that lammo being the gracious host he was, decided to entertain us with some special alcoholic delights. it was those HARD liquor like XO and martini. lammo took out soda water, even ice, like some professional bar. stupid kenny thought it was very manly and macho to drink so he went to have a few sips. then later we shared a few more others. turns out, the nuthead who drank so little actually got drunk. his face turned red and he started carrying out some morally and sanity questionable activities. ah well, thats kenny for you. if you are looking for someone who has good alcohol potential thou, you could try kT who has had enough of the high life to be able to stomach a good portion of hard liquor on the rock only. or mebbe CUTE qingxiang ur typical guy-nxt-door who prefers to be known as sexy.

oh yea, advertisement for Swensens. Topless 5 going at 1.39++(1.60) only until 5pm everyday! good stuff, MUST buy.

REV ZENG SERMON

2004-08-10T14:38:22Z

SPECIAL SURPRISE SUPER SERMON:

"
lemme tell u....i try to live by this verse in the bible....though of course i fail mostly
i learnt tt we shld fear god and not fear man
u noe wad i mean by fear of man?
as in ur dont fear wad ppl think abt u
when u fear wad ppl think abt u ..u become insecure...and concentrate on urself
u change wad u r to fit wad u want ppl to think...and not wad god wants u to be
like u see all those posers
like u see ppl pose to make ppl think well of them
like u noe this guy is handsome or wad....cool to hangout with
they want ppl's acceptance
its becomes like pandering to other ppl [means suck up]
theres this verse romans 12:2 == "do not be conformed to this world"
u fear tt ppl's opinion of u wld turn bad
im not saying it wldnt happen
so wad if u noe ppl screw u? u noe tt god noes the truth
yah tts hard lah....
its like denying urself all the pleasures of the flesh and the world
"

*all words here are direct quotes of reverend's zeng's sermon to me, believe it! hes good.*

hope it ministers to u =)

singapore

2004-08-09T18:15:45Z

its 2am in the morning. i should be sleeping in bed now having dreams of ndp and fireworks but im stuck doing geog drawings. shhhhh. im not even supposed to be blogging.

but 2dae sure was exciting, considering the fact that i didnt even step out of the house...
there was ndp and from the goodview of my 8 storey flat, i could see the planes, the chinooks, the fireworks display...it was fantastic. really makes me proud to be a singaporean. of course cant beat those big-shot-daddys who get to go to the grandstands... nvm mebbe oneday SONS will remember his distant cousin when he becomes prime minister and gives me an invitation to go.

after the heartwarming national day parade, where i was sure my brother shouted so loudly at the beauty of the fireworks out thru the windows that everyone had better known it was national day, there was great comic relief in Singapore Idol.

seriously, i didnt noe singaporeans were SOOOOO thick skin. like that stripper? or that lemon tree guy? or that soft guy who just wouldnt take a hint?
but really, didnt so singapore had so little talent... nowonder we need foreign ones. but foreign one also so lauya, like that shanghai wayang singer...

speaking of politics, ahtong's leaving (btw his license plate number is S8). thats sad, i really liked him. but of course we must pledge our fool support to the new prime minister mr lee(H.L.).

ahhh geog calls! bye

where can u eat breakfast lunch and dinner at one time?

2004-08-06T11:33:43Z

if memory serves me right, i spent the last 2 days doing fun things...

thurs was fun, we went to visit private SONS house! his house is SUPER SUPER SUPER SUPER SUPER SUPER SUPER SUPER SUPER SUPER SUPER BIG! the address is 110E Arthur Road Kallang. Its also very well furnished with asian furniture and bodylength mirrors(guess who uses them most?) but he has crazy neighbours. we fooled around, ate noodles which we thought were instant noodles, then played comp until his sister came home. and then Keith started buayaing his sis so we had to close our eyes.

but that wasnt the fun part
the fun part was TODAY.

first was the national day celebration. of course no one payed much attention during the celebration thing but it was able to get our attention when the "band" made such a bad noise. but that wasnt the highlight. the best part was that SONS and Kenny decided to follow in the footsteps of disoriented people and wore NYGH and RGS uniform respectively. of course they were lectured at some point by some teacher but after we were dismissed, all hell broke loose. SONS changed into the FULL suit with a SKIRT. then both of them started a photoshoot with Lammo as the P*** director, telling them what to do and stuff. really hilarious. look around for photos.

later, as can be infered from the title, we went to SEOUL GARDEN. wahhhhh....eat until you drop. cook all our original iron chef recipes, despite the abscence of foiegras and truffles, but we still made incredible fried rice and fishball mee. We made a total mess of the table, plates, bowls, cutleries lying everywhere, spilt stuff all over, heaps and heaps of prawn shells, clam shells, burnt food, raw meat. All the food had traces of carbon from it cos the wok was like totally black all the time. ohyea, special mention must go to SONS' durian icecream and egg omelette, i mean, what on earth was he thinking?? hanyi ate like dunno how many billion gazillion prawns and ahjin just kept dumping clams into the steamboat for us to eat. oh there was this funny incident when ahjin wanted to witness the opening up of a clam so he tried to heat it while its at the surface. when it didnt work, he proceeded to use the primitive method of hammering it open with a spoon. but when it didnt work, he heat it sumore and dumped into an ice pile, claiming he was trying SHOCK treatment he learnt from BIO prac, tok abt misapplication. of course it didnt work so he threw the clam back in and went on to making local delights like fishball noodles and yong tau foo noodles and corn icecream and chocolate ice kachang. oh yar, news flash:"reverend zeng sold his morales for $2.50" in short, it was fun but disgusting. as we were leaving, there was this group of girls who just came in and were about to take the seat nxt to ours BUT from the expression of their faces, i dont think they had any appetite after looking at our artistic mess. well, i guess thats how SG makes money...

also, on the way back between lavender and bugis, the train suddenly stopped. and the lights flickered on and off. and although the aircon broke down it got really cold. really cold and clammy and then there was this hooded thing that came in thru the doors. then suddenly i dun seem to remember but the train was going along again just fine =X

ahh the teachers are murdering us with their pile of hmwk using the LONG weekend excuse. HELP!!!

reverend by day, superhero by night

2004-07-28T12:50:08Z

"Ding dong!" The doorbell sounded. I looked up from my . Mom's home, i thought as i instinctly grabbed my keys dangling with my wallet and headed to unlock the door. I peeped through the keyhole, ?!, it wasnt mom! It was a pizza delivery guy! But i hadn't ordered pizza! Befuddled, i opened the door and started unlocking the gate. i then came to the conclusion that my mom must have ordered pizza on the way home cos she didnt want to cook.
"How much?" i asked.
"twenty six dollars and four cents" the malay delivery boy replied flatly. i ripped open my wallet. oh no! only $15!
"Hold on," i said hastily and swept off into the house to find more money. i looked up and down and far and wide but there was none anywhere! uhoh, i thought as i made my way for the only place in the house which had enough money, the shell container. ok its this sea shell shaped thingy where u put all the loose change u have and like full of tiny coins. hopefully i'd be able to find 11 dollars in this! Slowly, i picked up coins, counting meticulously.
"one...two...three...four...five. thats 1 dollar...." "ratatat"the pizza delivery boy was tapping his fingers against the door.
"one...two...ok 3 dollars..." i heard the delivery boy shifting uneasily outside.
"one more dollar..." oh no i was out of 1 dollar and 50 cent coins. "ratatat" the sound came again, perhaps more impatiently then before. i started picking up coins, counting as i picked up each 10 and 20 cent coins.
"70...80...90...100...105. done!" i gingerly cupped the money and carried it to the front door. the delivery boy's eyes widened as he stared shell-shocked at the pile of loose change.
"How much?" he asked, surprise and fear in his voice.
"err... twenty six dollars and five cents."
"urm...you want your 1 cent?"
"nono, no thanks."
Eyeing the pile of coins in his hands, he handed over the brown boxes and walked off towards the lift. i was about to suggest that he count the money and make sure it was 11 dollars but he walked away with a numb expression on his face.

i cant belive i paid that guy 11 dollars in coins... try it out, esp when repaying ur friends.

in other news, zeng has official become a reverend today. to quote some of his famous sermons thus far:

"are you gonna sacrifice your morals for 50cents?" -on the subject of stealing testtubes

"eat less, exercise more, do chinups, and u'll pass ur 2.4" -on the subject of NAPFA

"ZZzzzZzzzZZzzzZZzzZZzzzZZzzZZzzZZzzzZZZZzzzzzZZzZzzzZzzzZZzz" -happy hour sleepstrike
(translated to cartoon language: GGgggGGGggGGGgggGGGggGGggGGggGGggggG)

sightseeing tours

2004-07-26T10:00:45Z

2dae i joined tanya and learnt valuable insights on the refine art of sightseeing. let me share with you some insights.

As Zeng puts it, the motive of sightseeing is to notice the person and make the person notice you, thus one must execute the intricate operation called posing. Here are some simple tips shared by the grandmaster tanya himself.

1: wear your pants as low as possible. Thou i do not see the rationale behind this, but I believe it has some connection to the awkwardness of wearing ones pants so low it attracts attention.

2: dress to kill. dont carry obscene plastic bags but instead use the preferred branded shoebags to gain attention. also attempt to lower one's bag as low as possible. i believe that this tactic is employed to cover up the prominent bulging gluteus maximus of people.

3: one must learn to move the rudder when the wind changes. one cannot follow rigid rules of placement and location but must work seamlessly to move up and down to obtain the best and optimum results.

I couldnt understand anymore given the poor knowledge i have about such subjects but i will be pleased to redirect you to the master's site: whysoshy.diaryland.com

also common test results came back. as expected, i performed badly.
got a c6 for geog and b3 for halfhist. terrible results.
but its good that i whooped kenny's ass with 8 pnts. whoooo!

ah well, its 6, time for iron chef. bye!

keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer.

2004-07-17T16:35:31Z

2dae we had career forum thingy which is supp to help you decide on what you want to do when you leave school. well, besides getting a nice notepad freebie for answering a qn from DJ JA, it was relatively boring. BUT i did decide on a career path: basically, im gonna be a Godfather next time, using the extensive network i make in secondary school e.g. have politicians like darren, journalists like tanya, army personnel like kenny, and i can employ tough looking thugs like ahyong and chicky. then ill just be a Godfather, help people, let people kiss my hand and talk alot. After i've earned enough, i'll go set up and iron chef singapore show, and can pit my ironchef against famous food stall hawkers. eat white truffles with foie gras everyday and comment on the texture and acentuated taste without even knowing what im tokking abt. cool yea?

webcam fever is streaking across class, now so many people getting webcam, ahyong, chicky. i bet SONS will get one soon, seeing that he is SO after all. ahyong has some hundred bucks comp and its so super clear and much better than mine, but im not complaining cos mine is FREE. and if you're lucky, you may even get to see chicky in sexy singlets thru his webcam.

well i guess thats all, really motivated by the movie the Godfather now so im gonna start getting contacts and preparing the way for a bright mafia future. bye.

-Don Leow

sailing

2004-07-11T11:50:11Z

"clack clack clack" The ratchet block croaked as I sheeted in. I took a deep breath and looked over my left shoulder. dang, weiming had caught up and mel was dropping further behind. last thing i needed was an ACSi to beat mel. I turned back round and held the mainsheet extremely still. Despite the ominous looking black clouds overhead, there was no wind, the typical pre-storm-no-wind conditions. I checked over my right shoulder, the dark mass drawing steadily closer. It felt as if night had come early. Any moment now, the gust was going to hit. Any moment now I would be at full stretch from my boat hiking my finger out and crossing that line. But for now, at these no wind conditions, I had to keep still... with my heart beating like it was going to pop out of my chest any moment. This was it, my first ever career 1st. The first time I got 1st for a race. The incompetent OD had shortened the course and this had increased my chances of securing the first place which I took from DavidLi when I somehow managed to beat him on the 2nd upwind.(mel says later its cos i played the windshifts. did I? I was just going towards the black clouds...) The smooth water surface rippled. This was it. The ripples grew steadily larger, the gust was coming. I turned back and weiming was already starting to hike. Before I knew it, I was at full stretch, hiking out from my boat, battling to keep my boat flat as the storm gust hit. I sped towards the finishing line, throwing weiming further and further behind. This was it, the moment I have been waiting for. What a picture perfect moment, me hiking at full stretch and the horn going as I crossed the line first. (usually when u finish first they blow the horn to tell everyone) 5 more metres...2 more. Finally, I smiled as I confidently crossed the line, waiting for the horn to sound in my ears. I waited, and waited. Why was there no horn? I turned back to look at the OD, they looked as if nothing was out of place. Why didnt they blow the horn for me? I let go of everything and stopped to look back. Where was MY horn? Just then weiming crossed the line and "PPOOOORRRRHHH!!!"the horn sounded. WHAT? My stomach gave a jolt and a sinking feeling swept through my body. This could only mean one thing: I had OCSed.(started above the starting line--therefore disqualified) I had did my perfect race and crossed the finishing line 1st to get an OCS. But it couldnt be could it? How could it be? A rancid blue motorboat sped towards me, Uncle Tony, coach of ACSi. A tiny boy,timothy seet, on his boat wore a sadistic grin. Once in earshot, he shouted at me,"AHAHAHA! LOWELL OCS! AHAHAHAHH!" The boat then turned around and zoomed off towards weiming, probably to congratulate him i suppose. I sat there dazed and shocked. "LOWELL! LOWELL!" A voice shook me out of my daze, it was mel,"LOWELL YOU OCS?" I didnt move my head, I just stared at him, too shell-shocked to say anything. I had OCS, and there was no discard. This meant that I will do very badly, this meant that RI was going down! Apparently, mel knew and he shook his head and looked down into his boat. I sat there, in a total daze. Then i remembered the incoming storm and picked up my mainsheet, held my rudder and sailed towards shore. I was in numb shock all the way to shore. My best chance, my dreams, all shattered, all gone. I had clearly crossed the line in full view and the OD didnt blow the horn. My picture perfect moment, gone. Worse still, RI may even lose now that I got an OCS. Instinct took over, I decided I had to redress. Afterall I was pretty sure my start was bad. I racked my brains but I couldnt remember! I was so caught up and focused in the race, I forgot ALL about my start! I didnt even remember who was near me! The fact that I had no hope sunk into me. I was so dazed and exhausted I didnt even think when I was pulling my boat up to shore. Then I saw UncleKoh posing on shore. I ran up to him and asked him,"UncleKoh if I kena OCS and I redress, what are my chances?" UncleKoh leapt into a long explanation of how useless it is to redress for OCS unless you round the pinend and enforced the fact that it was a waste of time to actually bother to redress. So, half dazed and sad, I went to wash my boat, fold my sail, see fawn cry, bath, walk past ACSi boys taunting me in the face. but Thank God i still got my 1st in the end. (note as mentioned above, INCOMPETENT od)

so RI bDiv got 2nd losing by a mere 5pnts to an inconsistent ACSi
and I got my career first 1st =)
and I got 3rd oso =) not bad considering I had less one finger than everyone else.
AND WE GOT CELEBRATION DINNER ANYWAY

guess where we went. you noe in Raffles City, there's lift lobby A. Then in the basement there are alot of eating areas. And when you take the escalator down you stare at the restaurent next to the fountain and you can look at what people are eating and people eating can upskirt you? yar, THERE. its called outOFthePAN. speciality are the CREPES. its like a sorta pancake and they just stuff stuff inside. really healthy and I took Smoked Ham cos it was on offer. Delicious! BUT dont ever order ANY drinks there. A can of coke costs $4.10. in other words, they make 600% profit. Just hop over the barricade, go to subway/BK/anyothershop and buy a drink from there. MUCH MUCH cheaper. and I went to the Raffles City toilet. Its not bad, really, quite clean and the toilet bowl is big too!
Anyway, after our sumptuous meal (thank you mrLee) we went to watch SPIDERMAN2!
No spoilers here, I think the movie was really very good. Right amount of action, right amount of romance, right amount of soppiness, right amount of scifi, right amount of everything! it was a really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really GOOD. pity docOCK died thou, I kinda liked him. Anyway, anyone who hasnt watch it MUST go watch it or buy a VCD or even better a DVD. a GREAT show for family and friends. go. run along now. go watch it!

so much, over just 3 days. unbelievable.

up to the big boys

2004-07-07T13:29:18Z

ri cdiv sailing got SILVER instead of the promised gold.
cos of someone who is overly enthusiastic
so its up to the big boys...goner....

i took out stitches on tues. it was like very pain and they cut out all the blue string. also my fake nail was removed so i dont have a nail now and its like a lobster shell liddat, red red one. really cool. only my nailbed.

doctor:"you dont have a grip power and sailing needs alot of grip. it will also hurt when u try to grip. i suggest u rest 2 more weeks"

nurse:"keep the wound dry and clean ok. dont submerge in water."

me:"im going sailing."

wish me well.

ive got a new crush.

2004-06-25T15:09:42Z

thanks to all the sailors who came to my hse to visit me 2dae and eat KFC (FINGER licking good!) thanx to all for that fake finger set, but i wonder how to activate them, their in these golden balls. do you press the button that says "ferrero rocher"?

my finger still hurts but thank God for painkillers, i thought they killed you thru pain...

aniwae dont worry, its nobdy's fault, its just that she had a crush on me and just wanted to translate it into more practical terms...yea probabaly a bad misunderstanding, so dont worry.

wormtail for an hour.

2004-06-24T08:43:04Z

It was a windy day 3:10pm. Race 3 first upwind leg. I was leebowing an ACJC laser, in my super shag byte. We reached the layline and we tacked. I reached over to grab the other side of the gunwhale. She tacked and her back corner of the laser made contact with my byte and my finger was in between. I lifted up my finger and saw it was bloody red and almost dropping off! I shouted and washed my finger in the seawater. It's still bleeding! Then i felt the pain coming in and it hurt, bad. Blood was spilling all over the boat, i let go of everything and used my left hand to squeeze my right hand. Blood was still oozing. I started crying and shouting (ok maybe it was screaming) for jiaolian. But he was no where in sight. I used the F word multiple times and shouted more for jiaolian, holding my bloody hand up. I remembered my mom always said must elevate and compress any injury so i just squeezed it hard and held it up real high. Peiyun stopped and seeing the blood she immediately sailed off to find jiaolian. Kevin and Daniel doubled back. Must thank them, if not for them, Hu would be just too bz with those opti kids. I sat there in my boat wailing and screaming like a baby watching Hu's red and yellow boat draw near. It took like forever. Then when Hu came, i was shouting in chinese "i have to go to the hospital! i have to go to the hospital!" Hu was taken aback when i just jumped into his boat clutching my bloody hand. Thank God there was a sailor on the powerboat who Hu asked to jump into my boat. Hu drove me all the way back to shore, staring helplessly at my bloody hand and not knowing what to do. I kept shouting and telling him that he had to accompany me to the hospital. Thank God there was an optikid mom who was sitting on the beach! Mr Lee was also there, which meant that Hu did not need to follow me to the hospital. I ran onto shore, soaking wet and clutching my bleeding hand. Thank God HongXiu was on shore cos Hu asked him not to launch out for no good reason! Mr Lee asked HongXiu to run and get ice from the worker's fridge and he used the bandage in the first aid box to wrap up my dangling finger. HongXiu arrived seconds later with one of the staff and a packet of ice. I pressed the icepacket around my bandaged finger and we followed the optikid mom, Mrs Chew to her car. I had already stopped crying but was still panting and grimacing in the pain. We drove to Changi General Hospital and went into the AnE ward. The nurses there rebandaged my finger and then i had to make a report before i went for an Xray. Basically it was so slow and inefficient. Had to wait like 1 hour b4 the Xray was done and i could check with a doctor. By this time my mom arrived and Mr Lee had left. I raised the possibility that they might haf to chop my finger off and she freaked out. Amazingly, i was rather clam throughout it, kept consoling myself with the fact that God would protect me and if God willed it to happen, cant make a time-turner and repair my finger. The doctor examined it and explained rather calmly that my finger looked dusky, was circumferentially lacerated and the distal phalanx was crushed. He recommended immediate surgery. but FIRST, i had to be admitted. here's the stupid part, i waited 1/2 an hour b4 i could get a ward, and noooo i couldnt go to the ward immediately cos i had to wait for a "porter" to push me on a wheelchair there. Thank God my mom made noise and the old woman pushed me to my ward first. So i sat there on my bed in a b2 ward (i chose it cos i remembered miss tang showing us the outrageous bills), dripping wet in salt water, with sandy feet and still wearing my sailing long sleeve clothes. I just sat there in pain and no one attended to me. Thank God, Aunty Luan, G's mom, called HM who called Prof B.S.Low and as he strut in to find me, the interns immediately followed him and i was finally treated. So i sat there all wired up and in the blue pajams waiting for my "immediate" surgery to happen. Also, they kept asking the same qns over and over, the nurses and doctors. What time u ate, what is ur weight, what is ur name, what is ur ic number, what did the previous doctor say, where was i injured, anywhere else injured. Like mebbe they shud haf a better information decimination process... My parents started asking them why i wasnt getting my surgery now and they came up with this excuse that cos i recently ate at 11am so i need to fast for 6 hrs b4 i can go for surgery. terrible excuse cos the surgeon came later to tell me I didnt need General Anesthesia and could go ahead with the surgery using Local Anesthesia. I was quite excited! I thought I could see the surgery going on and actually watch a real-life surgery! like in those shows..."foresceps. heartbeat? good? ok scissors. string" so i went onto the transporting bed and i was pushed along from 6th floor to 3rd floor Operating Theatre. I was changed into a dark blue operation dress which was like an apron and didnt cover my behind. I was wheeled along all the way, watching the lights above me go past, i was wondering why there wasnt anyone chasing after me, screaming at the nurses and why there wasnt any drip...hmmmmm...
anyways i was wheeled into this frosty cold room and i saw all the nurses cleaning up, getting ready. My finger started to smart more and throb painfully but cos the surgeon wasnt here yet i had to wait. It was about 7:45 when I ENTERED into the OT. so much for an "immediate" surgery yea? 15mins later, i was pushed into the OT. really cool place, unfortunately i didnt have my specs on so i couldnt see clearly. In the centre there were like 2 HUGE lamps, like really really HUGE. One as big as a bicycle wheel and one as big as a lorry wheel. Then there were many funny gadgets and gizmos. The Orthopedic surgeon came in and started preparing all these sterile stuff. He also asked for a radio (unfortunately only play oldies)! and i thought that only happened in shows! So he took this super huge needle and said, "This is the only painful part, im gonna numb your finger, only need 3 jabs. Relax ok. Relax." He proceeded to jab that humongous needle into my little finger, and i swear, i felt it coming out the other side. the marks are still there tho, red tiny ones. Anyway, after i finished whining and wimping, he said, "very good lowell, you're a brave boy." (...) and he shouted READY! A heartbeat monitoring thing was attached to my finger and the machine kept making an irritating beep sound thruout the surgery while some other thing was wrapped around my right arm. My hand was shifted over to a metal table and the nurse proceeded to drape lots of canvas over so i couldnt see my hand! how disappointing right... So all i could do was feel, and it doesnt help when the anasthesia makes it feel like you've lost your last finger. Like peter pettigrew. Basically he washed it, took a photo (i could hear the nurses running around calling for a digicam), stitch it back and put on a fake nail (the nurses also went running around looking for one) They bandaged it up so i couldnt see it until this morning. So I was wheeled out of the OT before i knew it and plopped back on my sandy and wet bed. I was treated to a picture of my clean wounded finger, which made my whole family lose their appeitite. So I spent the rest of my time there, eating chocolates, reading my bio txtbook and sleeping (while having nightmares abt that scene out at sea) until this morning when i was rudely awoken and had to unwrap my bandage. My finger was stil bloody, but at least it looked more like a finger than it had before. I was told that the hand therapist was coming SOON and so i didnt rebandage my finger. Guess how long was "soon"? Soon was 2 hrs. 2 hrs of pain and eating breakfast with one hand. So i got thru the paperwork, the 5 pills and now i'm discharged. Gotta take antibiotics later at 5pm, big white pill. Hmmmm...

Anyway, Thx to all for your care and concern and sorry i discharged early and messed up your visitation plans. Don't worry, i STILL have to take common tests.

scolding

2004-06-22T11:32:29Z

i just gave my brother a long lecture, or mebbe it was a sermon, but there were many pertinent points raised. basically, it was about choice.

we all have choice, God gave it to man, it is the most powerful thing on earth. with it, we decide, we choose, we live. God didnt make us into mindless beings, he made us in his image, and he gave us choice. does that mean that God also has choice? yes, he does, and he chose to made us, he chose to love us, he chose to die for us.
and speaking of choosing to love, love and hate, our emotions are all in our control. we choose to love or choose to hate, no one holds a gun to our head and says, "if you dont hate your school, i'll kill you." no one does that. we choose to hate stuff and love stuff. of course, sometimes, in the course of people's actions, our choice is facilitated and we love someone or hate someone more readily. but have you everwondered, how can the person who the world whole hates and despises, still get love from his parents and from God? because to love is a choice. we are not forced to love or to hate, you CANNOT say, "you make me hate you" or "i hate my life because of my parents" thoes statements are invalid and totally ridiculous.
there's this story many of us heard b4, its abt this old and BLIND woman who was being sent to her old folk's home. as she was on the way there, she told the nurse, "i love my room." and the nurse asked, "how can u say you love your room? you havnt even seen it!" to which se replied, "whether i like my room or not does not matter on the outward appearance, its up to me." we choose to love stuff, or hate stuff. how ugly or disgusting a thing is, or how pretty and perfect something seems to be, its still up to us to choose whether to love it or hate it.
just like our lives, love your life, lead a happy one, hate your life, you'll end up crying for most of it.
why then are so many people searching for happiness? is it that hard to find?
no.
happiness is already in us, its in how we want to feel. our emotions are controlled by the central brain, how we want to feel is totally in our control. a pauper in the street may only have a bowl of rice and he can feel absolutely happy, while bill gates may have everything in the world and still feel sad. why? its all up to us. we choose whether we want to be happy or sad. its our choice. no one stops you from being happy or sad, only you stop yourself.
we live in a world ruled by choice, we choose how to live how to feel and what to be. we are in control of our lives.

hopefully, some lost and depressed soul sees this and actually comes to realize that he can make a difference and change his life.
i'll like to share another story, its abt this grl and one day her mother challenged her to hammer a nail into the fence everytime she lost her anger. and so she did, and because she was
concious of the times she lost her anger, as she had to hammer a nail in, she slowly began to control her temper. her mother then told her that for everyday she did not lose her temper she could take out one nail. soon, all the nails were out. but her mother pointed to her that although there were no nails left, the fence was still full of holes. life's like that, you fail and u drive a nail into your fence. u may get up and pull the nail out, but there's still a hole. you have to do something about it. by ignoring it, it won't go away, it still exists. in fact, by ignoring it, you're specifically acknowledging that it exists. geddit?
life is choice. we were made because God chose to made us, he need not do it, he chose to. and in his likeness, we were given choice, we can choose how to live our life and how to feel.
Choice, use it wisely.

burnt

2004-06-19T13:51:26Z

im soo burnt, im peeeling
well at least im getting NEW skin for FREE

did very badly in the sailing comp cos of a stupid OCS which i got 4th!
ok shudnt blame the oD, i didnt do well cos of my INAPTITUDE
arghhh

aniwae i just read harrypotter and theorderofthepheonix AGAIN
dont ask why
but i found this part, where harry and emma just ditched umbridge to the centaurs and they PRESUMABLY lost their wands, but they continued immediately to ride testhrals to MoM and their wands MAGICALLY appeared in their hands....
i noe many pple say harrypotter sux but i like it cos i actually can feel it, i get transported into this wORLD of magic and fantasy, where its so supernatural. i get THAT feeling when i stop reading to go to the loo which i'll never get from any other book, not even LOTR. rowling manages to invite u into the book, into her world, and feel it for yourself. thats why i like it.
btw, umbridge reminds me of (chio)nH duzzen she?

gah must go mug or may end up in SSS with kenny =P

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it burnnnsssss

2004-06-17T12:35:40Z

ouch.

well at least im not
AUDITIONING FOR MODELLING
or
PLAYING GOLF AT MALAYSIA
or
DATING A GIRL
or
FILMING

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.......

ding

2004-06-15T13:57:14Z

im burning, sizzling, cooking!

no im not HOT, bowen's HOT, not me
im just really really cooking and burning in the sun...

anyone up for salted lowell?

4 days left, argh...

hArRy pOtTy

2004-06-11T13:51:37Z

wheeee... havnt got down to this for so long.

i watched hermione granger and the prisoner of azkaban on wednsdae!
oh sorry, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.
supposed to be some gosu director but the magical feeling just didnt rub off.
didnt feel amazement n awe at the end.
BUT still very nice
liked the way the directoid used the whomping willow to show time passing the diff seasons
but he kept doing that focus following a small object thingy to set scenes, get quite repettive after awhile
but there was ALOT of content change
ok...mebbe the reason i didnt really watched the movie was cos of emma watson, but in the words of huanna "i'm just a boy!"
aniwae the actors look so different now since they started. daniel radcliffe looks like he's older than me (wait everyone does) rupert grint still cant get his shit out from his stomach, emma....welll nuff said. Draco hair split, but NEVILLE! no more round and chubby! so GROWN up! looked like some BOXER! ~EYE OF THE TIGGEERRRR~
still liked the story cos they did the ending time overlap part well, yes very well.

anyway, been fooling arnd as harry potter since(with my sexy potter glasses), quite fun, shouting "EXPECTO PATRONUM" to kenny and seeing his KINKY reaction. and playing quidditch with dLam, seeking kenny's SNITCH(es) ^O^

so, now im gonna save money to go with huanna and benny to england to watch THEM assasinate daniel radcliffe who reportedly "took their girl" and also kill tom felton and rupert grint. mebbe then i can shout EXPECTO PATRONUM and not have kenny gimme that stupid look =) maybe, one day, maybe =D
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sai! LJ cant do this
try copying and addin spaces in between until u get the picture treat it as puzzle.........

testiS

2004-06-07T13:44:54Z

i think writing yourself a testimonial is the most egoistical thing anyone can do.
its so sick, so revolting. obviously pple like me cant do a good one... unlike some rather SELF-CONSCIOUS pple...who haf rather accomplished and long lists

how typical.

-term 2.5-
im hating it

4T SONgS

2004-05-28T16:02:25Z

[What if]~dedicated to chicky

What if, I couldnt solve a rubrix cube...
What if, I wasnt a total mugger...
What if, I didnt score ninety nine for physics...
What if, i didnt play uuutopiaa...

Would you keep on loving me? my baby, my cubey?
Would you keep on letting me solve you...
Would you keep on loving me? Let me show how much i love you...
My baby, my cubey, keep on loving me...

If I solve you under one minute
I will get alot of applause
No matter what may happen
In my arms you'll never get lost...

Would you keep on loving me? my baby, my cubey?
Would you keep on letting me solve you...
Would you keep on loving me? Let me show how much i love you...
My baby, my cubey, keep on loving me
keep on loving me...
keeeeep on loving meeeeeeee..............goreng

[G's d***]~for everyone

G's d*** is so BIG! so STRONG and so MIGHTY!
There's nothing G's d*** cannot do! FOR YOU!

G's d*** is so SMALL! shaped like a FOOTBALL!
There's nothing G's d*** can do! AT ALL!

G's d*** is so SMELLY! it smells like rotten jelly!
but i bet someone wants to taste it, WONT YOU!

[KAW song]~for kernie

I am KAW, hear me moo
I talk twice as much as you
And I look much better than you...
I dont care if you are happy
I'll just do it cos im happy
I am KAW, I am KAW
hear me mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

~cliffy is my sInGaPorE iDoL~
=D

TROY.

2004-05-20T13:41:29Z

i just watched troy. magnificent. heroic. brutal.

its really cool, with all the sword fighting and all the action.
and all the sex scenes.

well there were some lessons to be learnt from the movie.

1) Always listen to pple, even thou they may be younger. ignore the fact that ahpehs haf eaten more grains of salt than u haf eaten rice. just cos u see alot of eagles with snakes in their talons doesnt mean u noe everything. sometimes its better to listen to ur own sons. look at the king of troy, he didnt listen to hector and went to attack the spartans. he didnt listen to paris and didnt burn the wooden horse. instead he listened to some fatty who calls himself a general and to some ahpeh who acts so godly.

2) Dont be rash young pple. look at achilles cuzzin. fake and rush into battle, that's why he kena from hector. this also a warning to all children, dont play with adult things. dont take u mommy make up and clothes to wear. or else...

3) Having sex during war is not good. Often you are unprepared. this was clearly illustrated in the start where he was not with the army and also caused the death of his cuzzin cos he was too busy fondling the grl when trojans attacked.

4) God is real. dont ever incur the wrath of god. he will get you back. seriously, dont.

5) Never underestimate fat people. Look at Melanor, the fatty who almost killed paris. And Ajax, he smashed quite alot of people.

6) Heros die young, Kings die sooner or later. Best be a demi-hero (ie Odysseus)[wadeva]

7) The chinese saying running is the best strategy holds true. Look, Paris lived til the end.

8) War was bloody AND messy.

But there are some bad parts abt the movie.
Firstly the stupid censorship board cut 2 battle scenes during the DDAY landing. One of Ajax and one of Achilles. Super unfair lar. They let so much flesh through and they cut the fight scenes.
Also, Orlando Bloom cheated. Halfway thru the show he magically transformed into Legolas. what rubbish. totally unfair. i mean Legolas contract expired liao rite.
then that Orlando suddenly turn into Legolas. Cheater. If liddat might as well get Eric Bana to turn into the HULK or Brad pitt get his hordes of females fans to stampede the scene.
The war scene was quite a let down too. Ok i must say the prewar ritual and all those were really epic. But once they engage. It was SO MESSY, i dunno what they are doing. Some people were fooling around. Abusing their $5 airtime. Really a letdown. Only the hero-focused scenes were good, exciting and you could see him actually killing people. But the portrayal was also quite true. Often kings treat their soldiers like fleas, dont even care who dies. Just burn at the end of the day. All they do is try to psycho the opp. The fat king Agameddon was quite useless also(but he got 1 frag). He wanted to press on when they were dying...

But the props were nice. I think pple like George Bush shud go and watch. Teach them what is morale and honour. Not shooting missles from god-knows-where places. Also they shud not sit on their chair in white houes, shud at least go down to the battle field and give speeches.
Those iraqis and american soldiers shud also watch, see how u shud PROPERLY treat a prisoner of war. See how to respect pple and learn the meaning of "lives". Cos they better watch out, aft Achilles come after them.
Oh yea, and now SAF can use Achilles tactic. WE ARE LIONS! GET THEM! YAAAARRRRR!!!!!!!

Anyway the war showed that love is so mahfarn, so complex, so taxing. Cos of love, pple fight. Thousands of people die for Helen. (who is not even chio) Hector, Achilles, so many had to die cos of HER. LUST IS BAD. dont ever leave ur husbands(not neccessarily bFs) and if u dont like that fatty, dont marry him in the first place.
-orlando bloom is not that handsome-

G! bye!

WOLS

2004-05-16T12:15:09Z

i'm very slow. very very slow.

i miss good oppurtunities and dont realise their values until they've passed. its like something happens and then aft it i look back and realise how i could have handled the situation better or taken a much better course. its really quite frustrating cos oppurtunities knocks once but not twice. Yes, some may argue that its good i actually think abt what has happened and learn from the past. but things seldom happen again, and sometimes i even miss it.

haiz. must be quicker, think faster, think better.

aniwae, this is an announcement for all yet-to-watch-TROY pple, tell me then we organize go watch 2gether soon.

fishy business

2004-05-14T10:05:13Z

enough is enough.

i've had enough getting all this crap from all you stupid people. u want a proper fish tank, take part in it. its not my JOB. i didnt VOLUNTEER to be the fish rep, you pple SABOed me. i dont have any experience with fish, i dont even have a fish tank at home, i am not qualified for the job. u guys CHOSE to put me there. if i were given the full responsibility, i dont think you guys would even have a say in the amount of money i use.

its not my job to change the water and do everything alone. mebbe the fish tank was a CLASS thing. we decided on it as a WHOLE class. i did not suggest it. but just cos i'm the fish rep means i have to stay back and wash the tank everyday? stay back and do everything? while you just sit there and do NOTHING? so far, only a FEW people have helped in clearing the tank...yongjin, kenny, zeger, cheehow, tanya. mebbe the rest of you shud just shutup and help.

2dae we kena scolding abt the tank but ask yourself, how many of u wish deep down in ur hearts we don't need to spend a single cent on the fish tank?
"only 5 more month wad, let the fish die lar!"
and worse still, those idiots who started babbling "EXCITEDLY" abt how to solve the bacteria problem. SURE, we can use ethanol and chlorine and panadol, but will you do it? will you go and source for these materials and do it? ASK YOURSELF. dont gimme the shit that i'm the fish rep. does that mean i have the time and resources to go get everything and do everything? its one thing to suggest, its anudder thing to actually get down to doing it. mebbe you people should stop yakking and talking as if you know so much and just think about what contribution you've made to the tank? you didnt even PAY for it. i'm really pissed with all you beeg mouths. So fast to comment, so fast to speak, but do you EVER even think abt doing? how often do i get shit like "eh lowo! clean the fish tank leh! its so dirty!" so? its my fault its dirty? i have to clean it? i VOLUNTEERED to be the fish rep? i've had enuff of you jerks who dont do anything, dont even THINK abt doing anything and just criticize all day. i wont do anything you guys ask me to do. shutup and do it yourself.

passion

2004-05-13T14:02:28Z

last nite i was watching a borrowed suvivor tape from cheuk kai when i commented to my mom that cheuk kai is a reality tv junkie and he tapes ALL the episodes of survivor. my mom responded, "well, at least people have a passion, and they go all out to live it, not like you, no interest one."
i was really taken aback. but it was true. i do not have any passion, life is so routine for me. of course, i've made plans. study hard, get my 10A1s get a good job get a good grl get rich live life happily...but, these are so general and meaningless. i don't have any passion, i've already lost sailing, i live a life without much goals. i just cross a bridge when it comes. if there's a test, mug hard for it, try to do well, be happy. if there's a game, play it til i get bored and switch to another game. no aim, no goal, no achievement. EVEN pple like daniel lam haf goals (he wants to be a GOSU gamer), kenny wants to get his gal, G wants to take photos, vman wants to ER-HM, bowank wants to build up his muscles, X wants to marry jinghong, etc. i don't. sadly. seriously. badly. i mean what passion? what passion can i have in my present condition? i HAVE to study, i HAVE to go for training. sure, i would like to be a superstar and tour the world, i don't mind being an astronaut either. but are these goals achievable? i don't blame any system or any thing for my emptiness. i just don't know. caught up in this fast-paced, u-better-meet-the-deadline-or-be-really-dead world, i hafnt thought abt it. i don't have anything i can go for. what is there to go for? what are my options? what can i do?
what is passion anyway? u live ur life for it, then u die, hopefully go up to heaven, and? "i lived a fulfillng life." is that all you say?
i don't noe... its bad not having any passion. i just realised today that i have no goals in life, no dreams, no aims. my life, esp over this past month is so routine. i do my duty, i do what i need to do. i TRY to have fun. have fun? is that considered a passion?
if a person wants to reach the top of the mountain he has to want to, yearn for it, be passionate about it. if not, no matter what prize lies on top of it, nothing will happen. he wuldnt take a step, he wuldnt budge an inch. What for? he asks. What for?
i feel so lost. so lost in a crowd. lost in a swarm of people.
no passion, no aim, no life.
what should i do?