Race Adventura

Looking at these photos reminds me of how much I loved those crazy sleepless days in NUS Sports Club!

I was doing some mass clearing of my emails when this particular mail caught my attention. Turns out that these are photos taken by one of the helpers at the bridge-jumping station. awww, i regret being too busy and stressed up and not trying out this station. It would have been my cup of tea. Well, it has to be since it was thought up by me. I'm glad I insisted on this station to be included in Race Adventura.

Makes me feel like joining an adventure race again!

lalala

testing

testing

Day 3 - Kobe (Arima Onsen, HarbourLand, Dotomburi in Osaka)

假强是罪

强就好，不要假强！

(>.<)"

God? not.

Show me what I wanna see next week if there's really a you up there!

坏人气我，我不气，我若生气，中他计！

Way tooooooo much angst! I must control!

忍一步，风平浪静。

退一步，海阔天空。

must...must...MUST...embrace this art.

I can do this!

Its not worth blowing my top over such an immature person.

*BREATHE*

*BREATHEEE*

*BREATHEEEEEEEE*

Of Eraser Wars n Ruler Fights

Indeed, its been a while. 13 years to be exact. Gosh! Time really slips us by, doesn't it? It was quite a feat to gather 10 pri school classmates, who haven't met in more than a decade, for an impromptu dinner. Effort to Zhexin, i must say. It was pretty heart warming to realise that we still remember one another after all these years and definitely amusing to reminisce about those childish days where we had eraser wars and ruler fights.

We even met up with Ms Quek for a late night drink (well, i guess we kinda forced her to meet us). She said we were her most obedient class. I would totally agree. *beams* Its quite a surprise she still remembers each and every one of us. Gosh, i really need to get my brain thoroughly checked. To think I dont have any recollections of that fateful incident which was definitely too traumatising for any 12 yr old kid.

We had a classmate who was apparently wound up too tightly. He broke, one fine day, and leaped to death. All of us were sent for counselling lest this morbidness feasts on us. I actually have no memories of this at all. Even now, after all that my classmates narrated, I still do not have a clear scene of it in my mind. Ting2 said that I was probably too traumatised and chose to shut off by erasing all memories of pri sch life. That sounds credible, especially when i cannot remember 90% of those pri sch memories. Selective amnesia, is this what they call it? Or maybe my brain simply reached its capacity. Who knows.

Anyway, here's some photos of now and then. We didnt really changed that much, did we? To prove it, Cedric did come photo-matching. Cute!

Aftershocked

I couldnt get the two particular scenes out of my head - when the mother chose to save the brother instead of the sister and then when the Step-father scolded the daughter who came home after disappearing for several years.

In the end, i cried my eyes into puffy bags.

To throw or not to throw

to Throw or not to throw.

that aint the question.

how Long can i tahan?

That is the Question.

6 months does seem like a freaking long time!

A Series of Unfortunate Events

i seem to be starring in A Series of Unfortunate Events...

what else? bring it on!

i need choc ice cream..

after all those action, i'm still feeling empty.

such an insatiable appetite irks me.

what is it that i'm searching for?

Daddy-Superman

Daddy's supposed to be invincible, he's afterall, my superman.

but now that he's sick, it all seems so surreal.

what i can hope is for nothing else to join in this absurd party,

for my fragile heart bears too much animosity against such distress.

oh please spare me some delightful news this saturday.

Should there be, i'll promise to be good.

Thanks for all the praise

No, nothing i do is worthy of praise. Everything is just not good enough for you. Worse, anything I'm interested in is not important to you at all. It's simply regarded as too much garbage to be left on even that remote corner of your mind. Not once, did you ask me about my netball games (oh yeah you did, many times, checked on whether i've quitted netball). Not once, did you ask me what it is I like to do. Its probably just not important to you at all. All I had to do is to follow the path you set out. I recalled, pretty vividly, the first time I did well at something. I called you immediately to share my joy. I regretted that decision. While everyone else basked in that joyous moment with their parents showering loads of concerns and praise, not only were you not there, not only did you not give a fucking damn abt it, you had to push me down that bottomless hole. How comforting...

I love my daddy!

I WUUURRVVVEEE MY DADDY!!!

After tonight, I finally realised that he might just be the only person willing to do anything for me. Its often him who appears before me when I needed comfort the most. I just know that I can most definitely count on him for every single thing that might come my way. Seeing him flare up when the sinseh attempted to close shop for the day and not treat my leg almost brought tears to my eyes. He's always there holding my hand and assuring me that everything's gonna be alright. Somehow, I feel safe the moment he holds my hand. Its as if, nothing else is able to bother me.

Excuse moi French

c'est fou!

dont I so love japanese?

Its the first day of French class and OMG! its tough man! To think I still brought sweets lest I doze off during the long 2hrs and 30min class. Duhhh! no chance of it! Damien totally blew us away with the tongue-tying pronounciation. Its alphabets yet I cant pronounce it! rahhh! I didnt even had the time to think of appropriate han yu pin yin for each sentence taught during class this morning. Sure need to do ALOT of homework this week.

Damien made us practise conversation speech and that kuku meimei had me sabo me infront of the whole class! zzzzzzz! Basically she asked me a question which is not covered in our practice script. Being totally clueless about what she just asked me, I narrated my portion of the script. In the end the whole class started laughing as Damien explained that my reply should not be used for meimei's qns. Oh well, I dont really care if the whole class laughs at my mistake. I'm here to learn. So now I will remember "Je vous presente mon copain Damien"

Open Mind

open mind...must..try..to..keep an...OPEN mind!

0_o

I am He as You are He as You are Me as We are All Together!

shall this be my new challenge for this boring stage of my life?!

Does my face shouts "EASY TARGET" to you?!

stupid pig!!!

Across the Universe

on Strawberry Fields

where nothing real gets hung about

Love this scene...wanna do uw photography like that..

*

Here's some short clips of this musical i adore..

- I've Just Seen a Face -

(when Jude realise he's falling for Lucy)

- With a Little Help from My Friends -
(when Max and Jude met for the 1st...well..technically it should be the 2nd time when Jude 'saved' Max by letting the latter into his room while Max was being chased after driving a golf ball into one of the dorms. After that, its all about drinks, marijuana, crazy fun and laughter)

- Revolution-

(Jude barged into Lucy and her group of anti-war radicals voicing his major dissent. In particular, Lucy's much extended time spent with the group and the imminent danger she's exposing herself to. I guess a part of Jude wants to join her in the protest too but his illegal immigrant status forbades him.)

- Strawberry Fields Forever -
(just love the tacking of strawberries on the board but thats besides the point. Can there be a place where nothing real gets hung about? Or does reality creep in all the time?)