MEANINGLESS RAMBLINGS....

Havent really been updating this blog for a while now. Apologies to all loyal readers. No time eh. 5 projects is simply no joke. hmm. what's new on my side.... sent 3 friends off to UK and Germany the pst couple of days... wish its gonna be my turn soon. i need to get out of NUS and be away from all these unhappy things for a while. Be alone. That's what i do best.

My bowel movement has been especially erratic these days as well.... i feel like taking a dump all the time, but somehow only puny pieces of crap comes out. And i feel bloated. (note to self: eat more bananas)

And i realised that it is very difficult to live with my bitch when i see him everyday single minute of my life in hall. i see him every morning i wake up, i take 5 out of 6 modules with him, i eat together with him, he is the last person i see when i sleep... and somehow, i am getting sick of seeing him. And yet i cant live without him.... as in, yeah. Cosmic forces like to play wierd shit one people sometimes. And the fact that i always quarrel with him during project meetings doesnt help at all.

Jumped into the pool today wearing only my shorts and underwear... completely retarded i know. But someone was drowning you see. yes. instant good karma points (kaching!) after all the psychotic bad things i have done thus far. Actually i was contemplating not jumping in cos

1. the drown-ee was like in lane 1
2. I didnt bring extra pair of undies
3. i didnt feel like getting wet... tat time of the month, ya know?

But that bitch of mine pushed me in... so i guess i didnt really have a choice eh. In the end i had to go back underwear-less (eek) and zip up my pants with uber care if i didnt wanna rip my ball sac in two and have a Ben Stiller moment in There's Something about Mary.

Yeah. That's whats happening in life. Cant wait for what's gonna happen tomorrow. Peace out y'all

Il y a longtemps.... mais je suis occupé.

Hier soir, Jingpeng, Chazz et moi sont allés à Paulaner Brauhaus German pour le dîner parce que Jingpeng ira à Bath, Grande-Bretagne pour une semestre d’échange. Nous avons mangé comme les cochons… au-dessous est l’addition pour notre petit soirée:

Le Poulet Cordon Bleu $24.50
La Jambe L‘agneau $29
Le Plat de la Saucisse $24
Margarita $16.50
Verre du Vin Blanc (Shiraz) $11
Verre du Vin Rouge (Riesling) $11
Verre de la Bière $14.50
Verre de Hefe-Weibbier $13.50

Total $167.83 (GST compris)

Maintenant, ma poche est vide et je ne obtiens pas le bourse de NUS SEP... très triste. Je pense que j’ai vendre mes fesses afin de pouvoir acheter mon billet á Lyon. Vous voulez mes fesses? Ce n’est pas cher. $50 par heure…. Argent rendre garantir!

It has been a long time, but i am busy.

Last night, Jingpeng, Chazz and me went to Paulaner Brauhaus German for dinner because Jingpeng will be going to Bath, Great Britain for a semester of exchange. We ate like pigs… below is the bill for our little party:

Chickent Cordon Bleu $24
Lamb Shank $29
Sausage Sampler $24
Margarita $16.50
White Wine (Shiraz) $11
Red Wine (Riesling) $11
Dark Malt Beer $14.50
Hefe-Weibbier $13.50

Total $167.83 (including GST)

Now, my pocket is empty and I did not get the NUS SEP award. I think I have to sell my backside to be able to buy my ticket to Lyon. You want to buy my backside? It is not expensive. $50 per hour. … Money back guarantee!!

People say a child's drawing can say a lot about how he of she is felt at that particular time.... so HORRORS of HORRORS, imagine how shocked for words i was when my mum showed me pictures that she dug out from some old stuff i drew, back when i was in nursery.... goodness. notice the ridiculous abundance of hearts... heart shaped apples, heart shaped beings.... rabbits.... female rabbits. WHAT THE EFFFFF??

OH.MY.WORD. I dun think it takes a rocket scientist to decipher what a deprived child i was.... in need of lurrrrve and attention.... and that pretty much explains why i grew up to be such a warped up, twisted, attention seeking and psychotic individual.

but this, ladies and gentlemen, is proof of what a talented young boy i was/am. NINJA TURTLESSS!! Woot! NICE RIGHT?? i am so impressed with myself i think i am about to tear. I dunno what drawing turtles mean but dang... i may be a this close to seeing a shrink but This, is a work of genius.

Someone: eh Cheong Chye, are you from arts?

Me: oh.my.god.... not again. NoooOO i am not from artsssss. i am from engineeee!!

Someone: Huh? You got arts face eh.... you dun look like engineer.

For probably the, oh, say 143rd time, someone asked me if i was in arts fac. Please, for the love of god, let me get this straight once and for all.... just because i take some effort in coordinating my wardrobe, wear funky specs, dun exactly look very smart (hehe, offending hell a lot of pple now), and dun fit into the stereotype of the berms-cum-tshirt-cum-trail slippers, doesn't mean i am from arts fac. i am a true blue engine student who is totally in love with solving trigonometric equations, drawing free body diagrams and playing with soil.

No seriously. i hate doing all those things... who am i kidding.... which makes me wonder... exactly why aren't i in arts in the first place. ta ma de.

sigh anw.... things havent been going well these few days.... flung my first transport quiz... that much further from my 2nd upper. personal life not very good also... hiyah. maybe because my ruling planet Pluto has recently been banished into solar system hell. maybe.... damn u astrologers!!

Dhalsim has the power to suspend himself in midair, stretch his extremities in ways beyond the average human, read minds, and sense evil, the latter abilities he uses to locate the sinister M. Bison, and doing his part to aid those who can destroy the villain. He retired from fighting after the second World Warrior tournament, and continued to roam the world helping those in need.

Yeap, that's who i am supposed to be for D&D this year.... and god knows what other extremities i can stretch beyond the average human.... hahaha. COOL RIGHT? haha actually i think i looked more like one of the Shaolin 18 Golden Monks.... oh but everyone said i rocked, so i guess it wasn't that bad. And for a super last minute job, i think my table did fantastically well!! We looked cohesive as a table and we were perhaps the most colourful of the lot! Kudos to the blk for the amazing cosplay and wat not.

Dhalsim vs Akuma..... Round 1.... FIGHT!!

Morrigan the slut.... hahaha

STREET FIGHTERSssss!

Lord of the Rings.... with a very flop Aragon

Flintstones

the villians

B Blk Cosplay!! Woot!

Since i am no longer taking any french modules, and since i am going to France for SEP, i have decided to practice my french, on a weekly basis, or whenever i feel like it. And what better way to kill my brain cells than to write!! In FRENCH!! All my French amis, help me correct any mistake eh, s’il vous plaît?? (Disclaimer: Portions of the text you are about to read have been altered to achieve comic effect) Here goes:

Ma lèvre est blessée pendant un jeu de frisbee. La blessure est très dégoûtante parce qu'il y a du pus. C’est absolument douloureux et mes amis pensent j’ai le STD…. mais NON!!! Je suis un puceau!! Je n’ai pas les rapports avant… Je suis un bon garçon. Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? Non? Je ne le pense pas aussi.

which basically translates to:

My lip is injured during a game of frisbee. It is very disgusting because there is pus. It is absolutely painful and my friends think i have STD.... But NO!!! I am a virgin!! I have never had sex before....i am a good boy. You want to sleep with me tonight? No? Didn't think so too.

funny right??? I think it's damn farnie!! Kenneth, xiaowen, Ah Ding, please help me correct k? Merci beaucoup!!

Just finished day 1 of dance audtions and i must say the turnout was INCREDIBLE... almost 50 pple flooded the dance room! Happy to see familiar faces from rag and my block!!

What was shocking thou was how stressed most of them were.... to some of them, getting into dance is like do or die. While i admire their passion, i do think there is something wrong somewhere, when one gets so stressed to the point where one has to walk out of the dance room halfway thru the auditions (trying very very hard not to be name names). I mean... need to be so stressed or not? Take a chill pill people!! Dance is supposed to be fun wat, not like its exams or wat.... when i auditioned 2 years back, i was really having a great time... dunno la. haha

I was just thinking, if i wasnt going for SEP, would i be running for Dance Comm.... but in the end, i decided that i better not. After attempting to cultivate some leadership potential in me during my term as Blk comm back in year 1, i finally realised that i suck at leading people. I hate leading and i am really really bad at it. Dance IS my passion, but i just dun wan it to self destruct under my leadership, or lack thereof. I would kill myself if it ever happens... so i better not take the chance eh? Sometimes wanting just aint enuff eh? Maybe when i come back in year 4 la.... but then again, maybe not.

On a totally unrelated note, i have a disfigured lip. No, i did not get it from intense french kissing and love making. Althou i hope that was the case. Yes, that's dried blood you are seeing, not food stain. No, it doesnt hurt.... its just swollen. And yes, i did indeed get it from playing frisbee. Someone bumped into me. Argh. So much for wanting to be active eh? ta ma de. NO MORE FRISBEE MAN.