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Someone ask me out or something, it's real frustrating to swat at maggots and flies when you're currently rotting at home. Basketball? Movies? Anyone? Shao Qiang?
Sigh.

All these extra time, I like to spend them on thinking when there seems to be nothing else to do. Do not underestimate thinking, it is the process where we make some of the most important decisions in directing our lives, and our principles.

Someone once pointed out to me, that my over-obsession with the importance of appearances is undesirable. I also often hear of elders speaking on these subject, their wise words included the persuation away from the path of Narcissism. Well, I agree to a certain fading extent. Because Milan Kundera once said,

"Philosophers can tell us that it doesn't matter what the world thinks of us, that nothing matters but what we really are. But philosophers don't understand anything. As long as we live with other people, we are only what other people consider us to be."

And may I add to that fact by saying, can we possibly imagine love in such a situation where one no longer cares about how one looks in front of the other? If such a perception truely exists in an individual, then we can say that the person is not capable of loving. For when we no longer cares about how we look to the ones we loves, it means we can no longer love. Ask any woman who just looks upon her looks with utmost adoration, why does she exaggerate upon her make-up so? Are they just plain vain? Or are they doing it in the desperation of hoping to find that special someone? You'll be surprised at the answer, or perhaps not. This is because it depends on your justification towards being attractive.

I would really like to post on more of the thoughts that raced through my mind today, but that would really be driving the word count over the edge. And so, with this cogitation, signing off. Have a good day. :)

EVG Road Run @ Bishan Park this morning. First off, I would like to congratulate Mrs Lee of 3 Achieve for achieving 7th in the teachers' round. Impressive.

The takeoff of the teachers!





Ugh. Hell knows no wrath like a woman scorned. Got smacked by Joan early in the morning with the class name placard. And that was at least 5 times. For goodness sake, FIVE.

Well, as for me, I promised my parents and myself not to push myself over the limits today as I'd just recovered from illness. Therefore, I deigned to walk the course together with my friends. And I did that successfully, for the first quarter of the run, that is. Wei Sheng then urged me to run along with him. I told him to lead me along, since I wasn't sure whether my stamina was up to mark for running yet or not. Turns out I had to abandon him halfway through the track, to erm... pursue a faster speed. Haha. Found out that I was just being paranoid, I was perfectly fine for running! However, by that time, I was already quite back in the rankings, so I might as well have some fun while I was at it. After leaving Wei Sheng, went to disturb Hui Xian and tried to make sure she wouldn't walk, but left her behind after realising that it seemed impossible (~_^). Met up with Belvina, who was my running buddy for the rest of the run. Like I said, I wanted to have fun! So when I spotted Daniel and Shakir running together, so I shouted over to them. Somehow, they treated my greeting call as a demand of challenge, they screamed back and speeded up. Devastated, I shouted again, "Hey guys! Don't run away from me! I'm bored and I wanna just chat!". And therefore I chased them for at least 400m screaming at them like an asylum escapee before dropping back to make sure I don't neglect my running buddy. Haha, crazy sounding, I know. As for the rest of that morning, it was just about half-jog, half-sprint, to the finish line. But of course, I was chided by my 'walking buddies' for failing to fulfil our agreement. But c'mon, you can't expect me to walk when I was so bursting with energy at that time, right? I couldn't even get myself to feel tired at the end of the whole run, so as to stop looking like a squirrel who lost his nuts. 0.o At least I fulfilled 1/4 of it...

Walked to AMK Hub after the whole event, enjoyed lunch and window shopping with some of my friends. Lunch was an enjoyable thing to experience, haha. "Ah Rong ar, your Japanese curry rice looks like dog food! Be a good dog now, finish it up." Wanted to buy some adorable-looking clothes for my 'sweetie' too, but somehow the size didn't quite fit. It's ok, Swee Hong will understand.

Came home, rested a while. Took one of my killer showers, 40 minutes. It's one of my personal achievements, thank you very much. Roared and snarled my way through NFS ProStreet, I would be more likely to consider it reckless driving then refined racing. Haha, just feel like releasing it all in-game. Opponents were mercilessly nudged out of their race line... Afterwards, I vacuumed the floor. YES, I DO housework. Please don't be surprised, when you have both your parents working, you'll realise that knowing basic household skills will have become a neccesity by then.

Left the house in the evening for a game of badminton with my brother and his friends. Yes, yes, I was the oldest guy there... Whatever. It's been such a long time since I played badminton, I totally sucked at it...for the first 15 minutes. One of the boys actually dropped his racket when I went in for the deciding smash. Am I really that scary while playing badminton? At least that's what some of my peers tell me.



Sigh, I'm really feeling tired. All these fatigue, piled up pressure, I refused to loosen my grip during the school term. Now that it's the holidays, I really feel like letting everything go. Just as there isn't any point in holding onto forgotten letters when it's really better for everyone to just burn them all up.

Ah yes, I'm suddenly reminded, I went to Nanyang Polytechnic this Wednesday for an Entrepreneurship Workshop. They're a business management institution. The graduates were even having their ceremony during the time we were there. In addition, the whole place is practically a simulated business environment. There was a Customers' Call Centre, and shops run by the students.






I've got nothing to do, and so I was just going through some old movies and easily laughed my head off at a scene in 'Bruce Almighty'. Bruce was trying to get back at a fellow colleague for snatching his news anchor position with his new-found powers. Saw it on video sharing site too. Hilarity is the love. ^^





It's good to fill our life with laughter, everyone wants that, who wouldn't? But we must also come to an understanding that it is not always that we get to have our cake and eat it too. Just keep the smile up always, though.

"I'm feeling so very, very tired. So very, very, tired..."

What comes to your mind when you say 'Substance'? Do we think Chemistry, with all its acids and bases? Or do we presume this word to signify the skills and interest a person displays which makes us like him/her so much? Perhaps this is what we simply refer to the times when we say to a person, "Wow, you're so good!" Henceforth, we can consummate the idealogy that a person of substance is someone who is able to garner the admiration and reverence of others. Or is it?

So how about those who may possess that hidden talent which rarely shows itself in daily situations? For example, I have seen an associate of mine make people apply love and hate upon him at the same time. For one, he can be downright annoying at times, but somehow he is still welcomed everywhere, no matter what others say. Another archetype would be one of my relatives. She is known among us as a delinquent, someone who does not excel in her studies, but is yet probably contains a likeable persona whom no one ever took the time to notice. All these seemingly insignificant boosts in our character may be forgone by many, but we never know, these interpersonal skills may come into much-appreciated use some day. That is why many often say, 'Looks can be deceiving', or, 'Do not judge a book by its cover', the idioms can continue in a profuse list, but the idea is already transmitted, I hope.

Now tell me, how many of you applied this 'Substance' idealogy on the music performers who graced our school's stage today? Who thinks Maia has an amazing voice? And who thought of her life as a perfect one, with a contentious family and all? YET, who, like me, noticed that not an inch of her body was exposed to the audience? Pay no mind to the thoughts screaming in your narrow head, "Wei Chuan watches out for these carnal sights!!!". I do not. Anyway, case in point, most of us have this misleading, overly-glorified visualisation of the lives' of celebrities being those of 'perfection'. Yes, they have money, and fame knocks on their doorstep every single day, but to err is human. Are their lives as picture-perfect as we think? Maia, probably one of the rare few who have stepped onto EVG's stage in the status of a celebrity, as most of us may not know, is actually a single mother of two. Turned into a school dropout at 15, and is Singapore's most tattooed female celebrity. I have no wish to tarnish her image, I state these facts with all due respect. I believe she was so fully clothed-up today because she still has the decency to not smear the minds of students. Still have that dreamy and psuedo image of a person of substance? Think twice before you pass judgement upon someone, as he or she might be near nothing to what personality you concocted to match him or her with, be it negative or positive.

Tomorrow's the Road Run @ Bishan '09. Haha, for me, more like Bishan Road Walk. "Hey, tomorrow you walk with us all. On ah?", "Sure, you're on." Lol. It must have been a stressful day for many, quietly anticipating the letter requesting for a Parent-Teacher 'High Tea' session to come to us via our form teacher. I can imagine the relieve of us all, including me, when we were dismissed without clutching that letter in our clammy palms with teary eyes. Mr Sam Soo said I did reasonably well among my class. Well, I'm happy, but I guess I'm just glad to have passed most of them. Especially the Mandarin Language Paper, I thought I would drop below the 50% mark for sure, but it proved otherwise. Enough about papers, what's gone is gone, and will never return, no matter the amount of tears dropped, or the moments lost.

I don't get it, this is a violation of human rights. Did I ever once said that I wanted to be involved in any good english programme or whatever? I didn't, yet I was nominated for it. What did I do to deserve this? Haha, perhaps I shouldn't be so pessimistic. From any downsides that you can find, there's bound to be an advantage. The audition interview was funny. When we came to topic of my job ambition, I rambled on about how I like thrills and would choose a job in that prospect, but Maia cut in and commented that I had the geologist look, would I like to be a geologist? David rudely cut in and screamed, "Yes of course! Eh, this guy top his Pure Geog class leh!" Sigh, that guy. But all in all, was I rude to reply, "I wouldn't exactly classify being a geologist being something thrilling, would you?"? What an ass I am. But hey, I'm just being candid. That's me.

This is one of my lengthiest posts in a long time, many thanks for reading about my thoughts. It's just that I've been penting up all these thoughts for a long time, didn't get that chance to literalise them into words. Signing off.

...

Just finished this, I'm posting it, so I'm continueing on with today's post.

雪落窗外
情绪飞散
不再拥有
但永担忧

冰冷雨点
惭愧而下
孤单下手
可真不守

Well, Chinese isn't my most proficient language so I do apologise if any mistakes are spotted. Got that feeling to use my Mother Tongue out of the blue. Off to sleep now, it's the EVG 'Big Walk' tomorrow.

"Your hair is blown into elegance by the wind. I innocently mistook that flowing black for that dark romance."

"你那乌黑的长发在春风里飘散， 而我把它当成了那段难忘的爱情。“

It's time to receive back our results of our exam... Mostly average, except A.Math, which was below average. Haha. Holding the only A1 in the entire level for English Paper II is stressful, especially when you know you're going to lose it. Because according to the kind and caring Ms Lynn, "It's unfortunate that my better speech writers from the previous class test didn't do too well for Paper I this time round."
"..."

Getting back the Chemistry and Pure Geography Papers tomorrow. The only thing I can do is cross my fingers and wait for the impending doom that is about to befall me then...

Oh gosh, this is the first time I'm so close to busting my SMS limit... Faris, this is all your fault! Stop messaging me to talk about women so often!

Today was an enjoyable day, mayhap it be due to the passing of exams, I suppose. Ugh, but why did Jared become so high and went as far as to molest me? My chastity! But this should as serve as a... deterrence. Don't ever touch me like that... or else Jared's fate of cowering in a corner screaming for help in the manner of a girl would repeat itself.

I should not think about such, asphyxiating stuff before my bedtime. Disrupts the flow of one's sleep. Especially when I can't sleep very well already, sigh.


Shakespeare language craze: "Thou shalt keepth the hands to theeself."

First and foremost, I sincerely wish Shahir a happy new chapter in his novel life! Attended Shahir's birthday party in the afternoon today, extremely entertaining. I also wish to thank those who made me a hot topic of discussion, NOT. T_T

After visiting Shahir's house, went to Min Min's house and discovered she doesn't have any coffee. I want my coffee! Grr. Anyway, that's not the point. The visit to her house made me realised how deprived I was of such family warmth. I come back to my home, the walls stare at me with icy eyes instead of the warm gaze of family members. The silence slowly settles, and dust motes scatter in the sifting light. An empty house is the least of my problems, even when there's people in the house, the magnitude loneliness impresses upon me does not decrease in degree in any way...
So yea, thank you Min Min, for inviting me to your home. Your parents and sister are wonderful people, just splendid. It's been a long time since I detected such a strong sense of family warmth. I do live in an ivory tower after all...

I wasn't sure if that really made me so happy or was it another incident, but I started singing while walking on my way home. Ugh.


Lock it up, throw away the keys.
The elation, let it stay in this phase.

Plug in the earphones,
Turn up that sappy song,
I sing but I see nothing wrong.

Being self-conscious is nothing to fear,
It will not stop my boat of affection from docking in the pier.

A soft gale whispers among my favourite stretch of trees,
Let the melody overpower your mind, the heavens decree.

The sun at dusk makes the puddles glimmer gloriously,
Passion is vocalised joyously.

Stares of annoyance from residents?
That shows the incomprehension of my feelings so I smile, 'Good riddance!'

~Wei Chuan.

Sometimes I can over-react though, so I do apologise. For example,

William: Seriously, what type shampoo do you use?
MM: You're going to laugh at me if I say it out.
William: It's ok, just say it.
MM: "Johnson Baby's"

William: *Halts abruptly in his steps and stares at the ground in an obvious state of shock*

... Haha. I'm laughing as I type this.

Ah, it's getting kinda late. So I should be getting offline soon. What a fruitful and tedious day, time to recharge.


"I feel like doing something unexpected today..."

It's over! Over! Oveeeeeeeeer!!!! HAHA! MYE is OVER! Yes! It-is-finally- FINISHED!!!

YEAH!!!



Haha, stumbled upon this .GIF picture back then during the Beijing Olympics when the atmosphere surrounding Michael Phelps was overwhelming. Using it to express my elation right now. It's also for the hilarity of it though. Lol, look at the exaggeration of that! I've still got a few more...:








And this one had me admiring the quality of sportsmanship...





Those people were cheering when the poor guy was drowning! They were like, "Yeah! Make him drink chlorinated water!". Although this was just the product of some clever computer editing, it's funny nonetheless.


Forgive me if I haven't been talking a lot in school lately, thus neglecting some of my friends. Can't really talk, every breath I take ignites flames in my throat, and every word spoken is to torture myself. Throat inflammation isn't something to trifle with... So, yea, don't mind me if you find me overly quiet. Not like I'm very noisy all the time anyway, so I don't think many will tell the difference. Haha.

Faris was just telling me how he was thinking of what after-exam activities he was going to have for himself. Turns out there's really nothing much to do for him. Same here. We slack, that's all. Or it's back to poem writing. There's really nothing much I can do with my current nasal situation.

And to all those that visit < http://thatfamiliarserenade.blogspot.com/ >, at least leave a tag to say hi or something, the blogger appreciates it. Hate tags are ok too- Um, well, not really. All these cos' Phil worries that I might be too lonely. Right, eh?

Had a nap this afternoon, heavenly. Cooked my own lunch yesterday, exhilarating. I think I'm sick, damnit. At this time?!? The time when focus and alertness are the essentials to putting that stroke of ink or graphite onto the paper?!? Gosh. I really need to relax after the exams, too much sleep-lacking. If I even get to live past 20th May, that is... Sigh, I should really stop ranting about this already, dedicated one whole paragraph for it.

I need to go sleep again, my body keeps turning itself off today...

Well, I finished a poem yesterday, just thought I'd post it up. It's not on love though, not really. I'm not someone who's that lovelorn, of course not.

Carriage Four, First seat from the left

What if you were to step onto a train at that timely hour,
Just in time to see life's fruits turning sour.
Eyes poring across the commuters,
You spot a man whose mood alters.
Wondering what had happened to make him downcast as such,
Beginning to realise the limits a man can endure, just how much?
Could it be love, money, dreams and ambitions?
Or have you been reading too deep and misunderstood his intentions?

No matter, because it is clearly seen,
The revelations of numbing pain,
Are things so heartless and inhumane.
The tracks grind under the wheels of the train,
As his dilemmas are pitted against.
Among the bustle of the morning crowd,
This one man with feelings slashed and hurt seems to stand out.

Perhaps he had unfortunately lost his job,
Never seen with such dejection a man sob.
To see him wince at every disturbance,
Do we dim since wrath carries abhorrence?

The intrigueing thing is, one begins to wonder,
Is why I realise I look just as down under.
When immersed in such a plight,
No one would know of which station to alight.

In Carriage Four, First seat from the left,
He looks just like myself, how deft.

Do you see yourself...
Too?

Penned-down thoughts of,
William.

The blowing wind brushes against my flowing fringe,
I closed my eyes and slept,
Deeply.

Yes. Finally got the HTML layout alive and kicking again. Got a new music player and tagboard. A partial makeover for this blog. Completed.

My hand is still hurting from the pain the S.S exam caused me, tsktsk... Wrote until the whole desk was trembling and I still produced a whole load of crap. Physics is tomorrow, and I doubt I fully understand the concepts yet. Better get to revising or whatever, not posting overly-lengthy today.


May all of you soar like eagles in the MYE!

Being numb to pain isn't normal.
Being numb to emotional hurt is way out.
Being numb and oblivious to life's numerous trials is a one-way ticket to failing at life.

None of us can safely say we are able to endure what fate hurls at us. Feelings are human's most valuable redeeming point, but it shall also be our tragedy. The years go by so fast, and it seems the binding ties don't matter anymore. The words that hurt, leaves their mark for eternity. The cold icy eyes which showed themselves, they are the ones that so often appear in this living nightmare. If it must come to this, the facade must be dropped, and fangs bared.


In recent news, Mas Selamat was reported to have been caught in Skudai, happy news for all, I suppose. However, it does bring forth some pondering points:

For all those days since Mas Selemat was caught in April,why is it reported only now?
As security was tight,he couldn't have possibly escaped through the land checkpoints.
Lax efforts at the shores meant he probably could have swum over to Malaysia.
Since it was in Skudai,it's strange that interviewed locals knew nothing about the arrest.
Especially with all these hype about one man,funny that no pictures of his capture are released.

However, I believe that the authorities might want to keep this a low profile incident, and will release necessary proof in time to come.


Why am I sitting at the desk blogging away when S.S exams are tomorrow? Just very impressed with the spiritless effect revision brings on me, I guess. However, giving this MYE my best shot will of course be on my list of priorities.

Studies aside, I have a pressing issue to speak of. I have noticed that the guys around me are becoming increasingly interested in wooing girls from the junior classes. Ooo, I think I see a Prey & Predator link here. Sigh.

Just a short one on my thougts,
Staring at the Four walls in Despair
The feeling of oppression comes in the form of a strong squall,
Getting crushed by the looming four walls.
No actions are needed, altercations are enough to make one fall.
Feigning ignorance may be the best way for all,
But it may not forfend that impending death call.


EDIT: I just screwed up my blog template. Must be tired, accidentally deleted a whole chunk of my HTML code and I don't have a backup. Great, just great. Bear with it for a while, I'll try to get it up and running by tomorrow.

I initially didn't want to post, since it's currently the exam period, but oh well...

Last Saturday's schedule was real packed and eventful. Although I would appreciate it if someone could stop laughing at me while I 'enjoy' my lunch. Haha. Jiao Min smells like cucumber! I have a friend who smells like cucumber! May I know what brand of shampoo you use? God, I hate cucumbers, Subway taught me that.

As a Pure Geography student, I take it in my duty that I should at least pay the Marina Barrage's exhibition gallery a visit once. And so, armed with the ignorance of an Elective Geography student's and my own's, we visited the place and were absolutely awed by the sights there. It's a cool thing to enjoy the outdoors sight, but indoors was where the modern generation might like it better.











Isn't Singapore's skyline just beautiful? I'm really sorry about the 'obstruction' though, couldn't find another picture of Singapore's skyline. *braces for whack*

Friendship is wonderful thing, it leaves out all other complications present in other relationships. ~Best friends with Jiao Min!~

I also took this picture when I stopped at City Hall for lunch, the disarray of reflections looks cool in City Hall MRT Station!



Anyway. Today marks the beginning of Mid-Year Examinations. English was a drag, Mother Tongue was a drag, why do examinations make people feel tired? They affect the general well-being of students by exerting too much pressure on us. Moreover, they do waste a lot of paper, killing more trees. Ban them! Haha, just kidding.

Gotta get my eyes away from the screen and towards my Chinese revision notes, or else I'm screwed for tomorrow, seriously. To end this off in a poetic way...
When you enter the room,
you send a wave of anticipation towards me.
I squint and see your shadow looms,
The glimmer of your eyes makes my head feels airy.
Carrying that gift I long expected,
Couldn't help but fainted.
God! It's Mrs Lee with the papers! (Didn't think I was writing a love poem again, did you?)

A late night post, yet again. It seems I like posting late into the night when silence overshadows disquietude in the dark, forboding night. Seems I think and write better that way.

Well, about yesterday's trip to- er-hem, the red light district... It just seems that... the food there is great! However, shady characters are everywhere, not like I bother with them anyway. But, I did make a few observations of my own regarding certain things though. For one, the rack with all the condoms on 'display' in the Shell Petrol Station's 7-11 is of a god-fearing '30cm x 100cm' size! Hey, I know this is the red-light district, but aren't they're over-exaggerating it? Pardon me, but the size of that rack was too big for me not to notice, not that I was looking for it anyway. Never you mind. Went there and spent most of my time sitting at a teahouse enjoying beancurd, fried dough fritters, wantons, and biscuits. Quite a heavy meal for supper, ain't it? And the fact that I just gorged myself at a buffet today doesn't really do good for my girth... Anyway, onwards. Henceforth, after careful examination of Singapore's night life, here's a few points I came up with:

1. Contrary to what some foreigners might say, Singapore's night life is often teeming, not just in the red-light districts but shopping districts too. Probably due to the government's extensive campaigns for improving tourism.

2. It isn't as sleazy as some of us might like to think. Just make sure you don't take a turn into the wrong streets though, or you might find yourself facing something (or someone) whom you would probably painstakingly avoid. It's full of people just trying to relax and talk over a cup of coffee. Sigh, the life of insomnia...

3. Hot damn! They do sell a lot of durains there!




Roads so busy it might well be the 7pm rush hour instead of one in the morning...





People relaxing at a cafe. And before you guys start thinking, the woman in the foreground is actually just a drinks hostess at the cafe. Nothing sinister.




Another instance of Singapore's hectic night life...



...
Anyway, that was yesterday night. Today is a new day, and there are new things to see (and eat).

Saw this beast early in the morning:



Anyone knows what that is?






Yea, it's the 2009 Nissan GTR-35. Fastest Japanese production sports car in the world's history. Just how fast? It has beaten the Porsche 911 Turbo at Germany's Nuurburbring race track. Remember not to smirk when you see 'Nissan' next time.



Look at the size of those wheels! 20-inch alloy rims!

Alright, enough of cars for now. Yesterday was my brother's birthday, but my parents were busy, so we only had time to celebrate it during today's public holiday. We went to Sakura Buffet at Clementi Woods Park for our dinner. And that was where the gorging began. Didn't know why I ate so much today, lol.

Happy birthday to my beloved brother!




For all cuisine lovers out there. I'm sure all of you will appreciate the diversity of delicacies available at Sakura Buffet. Lol, why am I doing advertisements for it?

Well, busy day today. An even busier day tomorrow. It just keeps getting better. Yea right, 'better'. Oh well, good night.