The Eclectic

I didn’t have the time to complete the other 3 days of posts because there was no time. We had alot of activities planned for us.

Asian Film Festival

My group got to watch a movie, Joni’s Promise (Janji Joni) which was a very good movie from an Indonesian director. A notch above all the other Indonesian movies, this movie didn’t have ridiculous story-lines filled with drama and monkey love between high school students, rather it was filled with a perspective of Jakarta never seen before; a Jakarta rich in culture, both western and eastern, with a modern population of diverse identities. Of course, it had a love story to tell but in a more mature way. Besides that, one of the prominent features of the movie was its free use of the word “sex” and gay behaviours – a trait unexpected coming from a supposedly conservative society.

Digital Chase

An “amazing race”, ’nuff said. However, we made use of technology in the course of the race including cameras and decoders to capture clues contained in 2d bar-codes. I am sure my SG had their fun in it. Otherwise, an ex-OGL and House V.Captn plus one who already went for all sorts of camps including OBS would just go along in the ever cliche. But, it was nevertheless a good experience.

Sandcastle Building

East Coast. Sandcastle building. Dinner by the beach. What a way to end off the range of activities we had.

Other activities include team building activities, panel discussions, parallel presentations.

An inspirational course I would say… gives hope to Your Average Youth’s establishment. May social entrepreneurs like us be successful in the future. Oh, and I have to get alot of approvals for Y.A.Y. I did not know I have to =p

There were lots of fun stuff done throughout the nights, but its best that I keep them in my heart. However, there is one I would like to share, but once I get the video. hahaha.

Cheerio =)

Woke up too early. Got back to sleep.

5.40 AM

Woke up too late. Good thing my roommate turned on the light less I will not wake up till afternoon. I caught a cold the day before. The group bonding activities definitely were fun and served their purpose. New friends made, same story.  Went to wash up.

6.15 AM

Ready in shirt and tie. So is my roommate from PJC who checks himself out in the mirror. I blew my nose. 15 mins more and we will have to assemble for breakfast before we proceed to the opening ceremony. Till Then, Cheerio!

Still packing. I chose an olive green luggage bag to go to school with together with my ever kental haversack (whatever it is called. I for sure, am not sure the species of this ‘outdoor’ bag). Surprisingly, I was able to stuff everything snugly. At least I don’t have to bring so many bags! Then, I realised going to school with a luggage bag isn’t so normal either. Reminds me of the primary school bags with wheels kids use to adore.

2.19 AM

Time flies. I feel excited yet unprepared for what lies ahead. I have Ionic Equilibrium in my mind, along with Restu, Statistics, Darwin’s Theory and strangely, Umberto Eco. Apparently, you wouldn’t know him unless you study literature in Europe. I didn’t. Wiki him if you wan’t to know who he is.

Which brings me to the point that Wikipedia is quite useful. I have been answering many physics questions (from neighbours) with answers derived from reading and understanding searches in Wikipedia. Ranging from Extensive Properties of Matter to Heizenburg’s Uncertainty Principle, my neighbours never fail to feed my thirst of questions. If only mathematics were available in prose would I be able to understand it better.

Yes, Pre-U Seminar; I digressed for awhile. Apparently, my school’s assigned bloggers were not ‘activated’. They forgot the unassigned bloggers like me are already activated since before I even got to know about pre-u seminar. Do not fret, ye organizing committee… this self would probably not have the time to write much.

2.30 AM

I do not think I will be sleeping. My mind still wonders how I would make my embarrassing entrance to the school. Or should I take the bus? Then again, I would look wierd taking the bus with my luggage bag… Sigh, what is it with my sudden worry about image?

2.33 AM

I check whether my pills are in the bag. They are. I have meniere’s disease. An inner ear problem that tampers with my sense of balance when the inner ear liquid exerts a high pressure. I am banned from coffee. Caffeine will worsen it. Despite that, I still drink tea. I feel strange without caffeine. This disease came from a viral attack when I was young. I suspect it was my exposure to the lack of sleep that triggered it. It does happen when I sleep for only an hour or so, the vertigo i mean. Side effects i would love to blame on PW last year. Should I bring my soccer ball?

2.38 AM

I should really go to sleep less I behave rather like Captain Jack Sparrow with my vertigo and sudden mastery of the british slang and accent whenever I lack sleep, do not drink coffee and take a-triazide, anti-drowsiness and anti-neurosensory disorder pills. You should see me when I get into character… my neighbour loves it. Already, I am tirelessly typing in semi-grammatically-correct sentences. I wonder if I can write good lyrics with that unearthly behaviour… but I am not planning to find that out.

2.42 AM

Block Tests are coming again. I find this announcement rather redundant, ain’t it? Godspeed, my struggling neurones…

Orritey, that is all I could spit out right now. Can’t sleep actually…

Cheerio!

I found a potential place for the ChillStationRestrictedEntry.

All I need is 10-friggin-thousand bucks (no check!), a business partner (check!), support from loh cal banditos like Peepshow (no check!), a chef(no check!), a no-alchohol bartender(no check!), a music engineer(no check!) and a fashion designer (no check!).

YourAverageYouths stepping stone set up by yours truly! Future major contributer to Nothing But Nets.

Will UNYAS accept Y.A.Y?

Will this career kick off well?

Will I ever get to Meds? Be an MO?

Couple’s playing in KL this 7th June for those who are on holiday! The Times is a spunky shizzy indie band from Malaysia worth checking out. I lurrveee Couple’s powerpop flavour if I can ever put it that way.

Anyho, if one gets bored with the Singaporish similarity in local bands, look abroad for a different feel. I am not saying we can EVER get bored with local bands though =p

Also, for those who thought Brit was NEVER for the ‘mats’ (true  britty shuzzies im referring to here) check out Bittersweet’s gig-wear! Although, Bittersweet’s vocalist still has the Mat-ty Farty Whiney when they play live ( you can detect it if you listen VERY closely), they have good stuff under those guitar-smeared armpits.

Couple rocks!

I wanna Meet Uncle Hussain!

Kudos to Malaysian Indie bands. (Indie is NO GENRE!)

GGRRRRAAAAWWWWWWWWWRRRRRRRR!

donut monster seeks a feast!

   1st lieutenant Winters looks around hopeful as he sits in the bunker. He scans the ditches. Nope. The captain wasn’t around again. He breathes a sigh. Word is that Captain Spears is head of the ad hoc stationed at Carlisle. Spears left the platoons unattended to Winters last year. It was a good thing Charlie was a bunch of disciplined, although unenthusiastic, soldiers. Guilt crept up around Winters as he looks towards Sergeant Richie. Richie had alot to do with Charlie’s success in the battle front especially at Normandy. He signals for Dick.

   “Give me the radio. I need to know what’s going on. Hook up with Roswell. Their lieutenants will offer information. Then hook me up with Alpha. I need to ask for a joint op with the captain. I can’t handle this alone again; especially with 2nd lieutenants and Captain Spears missing. Goddammit!” Winters spoke in one breath.

   Dick did as he was told with speed. He wouldnt want to get on Winter’s nerves. Winters leaned back on the ice cold forest floor. Soon, artillery fired from the enemy’s stronghold in the main town. He dived for the foxhole. As he did he soon pondered where this was going to take him. Half of the lieutenants and captains are rarely seen. Without proper leadership, the allies wouldn’t stand a chance. He sorely wishes his and Richie’s efforts would not go unnoticed. A shell lends nearby. A dud. A smokey dud. Dead. Dick crept over.

   “Cigar sir?” he offers one to relieve Winters’ tension. Winters was lucky.

   “No. Not yet. Not till the fat lady sings.” A hint of hope in his tone.

I Know How To Return A Favour.

I’ll Make An Offer You Can’t Refuse. HAHAHAHA

Orritey! My ever jolly pe teacher stresses that everyone else can give up on you but the biggest sin one can ever do is if one gives up on oneself. HAHA. That is one reason for me to shoulder the 4h2 burden until the end!

I have also learnt that there’s no such thing as THE big break (not rest but break, as in break out into the world) from my experience planning the never-happening Musicfest and despite the dissapointment I have come to terms with the fact that even though the ambition and opportunity was there, sometimes things just don’t work out and that TWO people is a SMALL group of people that cannot make a SIGNIFICANT change realistically. At least we tried. Anyway, its getting to be a bit of a cliche. uncool, people, uncool.. (talk about trying to calm down ego)

More importantly, The Antique has pleaded openly for a guitarist so they can continue making good music.. anyone interested in a career in Sydney, please visit their Myspace. AND OMGosh, can some friggin sponsor come up and let them perform hereeee…. something different from local sounds…

Lastly, for the umpteenth time my fooled J1s and other similarly befuddled friends… I AM NOT IN GUITAR CLUB! and yes, although I can sing and play now, thank you very much, my 2 wierd j1s… I AM NOT A FRIGGIN GUITARIST.. so don’t some to me and ask me “eh wad is f#”!! hahaha.. although i would be very happy to show you the ‘cheat’ version.. hmm.. maybe i can make money out of this.. anyone up for the first lesson?