Muses of LJ (Bishan)

vi. next door.

2009-03-10T18:13:00.004+08:00

more than half a year has passed since EuOIa has seen yet another change of command.

as the old guard handed over their duties to the new guard, we welcomed a new chapter in the history of EuOIa.

since then, the tumultuous memories of the past had slowly faded. the vengeance of the previous generation had been forgotten, bit by bit, as time went by.

then, at the stroke of midnight on the 31st of December, the melody began.

it permeated the air of every house, of every village, of every hill and clime.

It rang:

"Wasn't it just yesterday
I couldn't find the words to say
To fill the empty silence
To break the awkward moments

A little smile and laughter shared
A friendship sparked because you cared
This path we tread won't be smooth
But together we will pull through

Walking hand in hand, heart to heart
Joining voices to sing and dance
When I start this song, you'll sing along
And we can just go on and on and on

When we look back, will we remember
Each moment of this year?
The days that mark our time in here
Threaten to disappear

All that we have's the present
To cherish while we can
Seizing every chance we're blessed with
And leave with no regrets..."

the next morning, when the people awoke, they realised that the old guard had left them.

no one could explain their mysterious disappearance. some said that The Dark Raider had come in the night to abduct them. others thought that they had all been afflicted with a disease with no cure. however, the explanation most people believed in was that the old guard had "moved on to a higher place."

and so, they mourned.

and as they mourned, they erected a monument, and adorned it with the memorabilia of those whom they had loved and hated.

it still stands today, as a reminder of those who had once led our people.

let it stand for a million generations, as a reminder of what had transpired over the past two years.

let it stand forever.

(to be continued...)

1.

2008-11-18T23:35:00.001+08:00

again

as they always say

again

irony

ix. tomorrow

2008-11-17T21:24:00.001+08:00

success and failure aren't mutually exclusive.

viii. much ado indeed

2008-07-06T21:41:00.002+08:00

you lied.

vii. us u s.

2008-02-20T21:38:00.000+08:00

This is us.

We are who we say we are.

What are we?

DD

2008-02-10T14:59:00.000+08:00

very interesting.

im hating ns.

v. you, yourself

2008-02-06T22:30:00.000+08:00

"You know the truth, and the truth is this: Some Sec2s misbehave ,some Sec2s drag, some Sec2s can never be trusted with the platoon flag. But this is a truth that applies to the whole unit and to no particular batch of cadets."

Some say life ends at 13.

v. crow.

2008-02-06T20:26:00.000+08:00

it has been a long time since i have updated this repository of random musings, but much has changed since the last time we met.

first, and foremost, many leaders of EuOIa have fallen.

maybe they had forgotten the trials and tribulations that they had been through together with the rest.
maybe they had failed to remember their importance to the world.
or maybe...

maybe they succumbed to the temptations they promised never to touch.

second, the war of drill.

the denizens of EuOIa have been regularly training for the battle that was looming. and it did not help that the crows were flying in the arid morning air, and squawking their beaks out about how we would fail to win.

again, a fall from glory.

and third, but not today, independence of mind versus traditionalism.

iv. b. ode to the A.

2007-10-28T20:39:00.000+08:00

The pawns of the enemy loom ahead of you.

Minions of the Burning Blade they are, wielding their various implements of destruction -- scimitars, daggers, rapiers, and the like. They are ready.

Are you?

You stare into their bloodthirsty and frenzied eyes, which are no longer welling up with virtue and righteousness, but instead lifeless and exhausted. They have surrended their destiny to the nether.

Have you?

The king has decreed that you would lead his elité forces to quell the uprising. His hopes are on you. The nation's fate lies with you. The supreme monarch is decided by you.

Can you?

iv. a. Llama.

2007-10-19T20:13:00.000+08:00

I was once a treehouse, I lived in a cake;
but I never saw the way the orange slayed the rake;
I was only three years dead, but I told a tale;
and now listen, little child, to the safety rail.

It was never meant to be.

iv. dancing in the moonlight.

2007-09-30T18:00:00.000+08:00

Those virulent voices echoed through my wearied brain again.

Insanity beckons to me, whispering, "come on, you know how bad it's been. just make a few changes, and everything will be much better..."

The seeds of disruption sown gradually and silently in the past three years were ready to bloom.

And as I continue my fervent quest for academic achievement, the doom of crankiness draws close...

mug

2007-09-19T01:29:00.001+08:00

MUG

boom

2007-09-16T14:09:00.000+08:00

last post was on the anniversary of alqaedas first carelessness of their blur pilot who was suposed to bring the hosts back to t afghanistan bt ended up striking the WTC. then coz they got ego they mus cover up that they actually hired pilots who noe nuts abt navigation. so they made up a story whereby they wanted to bomb the WTC since ages ago and had even documents to proove that they made a lot of calculations and wtv crap

then movie 23 believed the story soo much that they even made the number 23 frm the date

11-9-2001..add up the digits
11+9+2+0+0+1 = 23....lame

k la so cum find me lor...im born on the 23 wad..whee ur connected to me in sum mystical way woooooo

ok screw im ranting haha haf fun guys!

taste

2007-09-11T01:12:00.000+08:00

taste the blood of your friends
arent they delicious
rotten and cold
feel the evil running through your veins
oh the marvellous taste of your cold blooded friends
but while im happily licking the wound of my friend
..
is that the taste of a tinge of my own?

spastic video #2:

2007-09-10T20:42:00.001+08:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwLrgxtALWs

yeah. this is good stuff. even though it's 41 minutes long. i'm telling you its bullshit but you can go judge for yourself xp

romance story

2007-09-09T00:29:00.000+08:00

One day there was a boy
He liked to play with toy
He wanted to be coy
So he called himself pinoy

Then there was a girl
She liked to cook and whirl
She whirled and twirled and firled
And firled and dwirled and curled

Pinoy came along one day
And whirly firly out to play
"Trippity tray!" he had to say
When whirly girl had twirled his way

Trippity tray, and trippity hey?
There couldn't be a happier fray
Why whirly girl and pinoy lay
That started yousheng's jealousay

Oh look at the time!
I can't just rhyme
And feel my eyeballs turn to grime!
Yousheng shall wait
And wait and wait
And he can go chew on a lime.

PINOY

2007-09-09T00:27:00.000+08:00

screw driver
whee
pinoy is a funny name fror filipinos.....

ahahaha
i mus post this

unleash ur sorrow
sry bt my heart is hollow
cmon hadi rhyme wif me : royce

me: i look at my pee and its yellow

ahahahahhahahahahh wheeeeee

beating your kids

2007-09-09T00:12:00.000+08:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=407LsBoa9o4

WAHAHA. I FOUND THIS. CHECK OUT THE CHEENA ACCENT.

wel i should be doing work now. i face the conflicting desires of sleep and nonsleep!

*cue mortal kombat musik*

it is obvious who shall win.

iiid. one plus one equals three.

2007-09-08T21:40:00.000+08:00

there is this mathematician from reptilia.

he is shorter than your usual mathematician (but come to think of it, all mathematicians in EuOIa now are quite tall), and also shorter than your usual non-mathematician.

but being of such a height is... actually quite useful to him.

during his spare time, he is more than a mathematician.

he is employed by the elders to defend the ancients, taking the persona of any hero he wishes and fighting against the enemy. usually, this results in him returning home successfully.

even when he is not doing so, he is finding his next target to

poke prod stumble throw kick punch lash assault kidnap murder assassinate.

please pity him, for he is an only child, yet a mathematician.

may the lord have mercy on his soul.

(to be continued)

dots

2007-09-08T01:08:00.000+08:00

a giant chessboard?!

iiic. not propaganda.

2007-09-07T17:53:00.000+08:00

there's no place i wanna be
you'll always be a part of me
and even though i roam the world
it's still my home i long to see
this is where i wanna be
you'll always be a part of me
so i cross the skies and sail the seas
to be where i wanna be

there is no doubt, when i hear this verse being repeatedly broadcasted over and over again from my magic sound-producing gizmo, that i feel a tiny bit more patriotic, to want to serve the three populace even more. EuOIa was my home since 3 years ago, and ever since i became one of the elders i have made an effort to give the populace the best experiences they should have.

but before the opportunity presents itself, the waiting ensues...

(to be continued)

iiib. short stop.

2007-09-06T19:41:00.000+08:00

well, after the elder had spoken, the rest returned to their daily activities, including myself.

If there would be anything to report, our faithful Prosian commentator will bring it from the frontline.

Now, for a commercial break...

***
ever wanted a new mate?

can't get Oldie' to bray?

Good Jockey suffering from thalassemia minor?

meet our favourite Reptilian HORSE-MONGER!

mark my words, he is the best around the counties!

remember, if your horse is buckling up, head down to the Reptilian HM today!

(he's certain to make your mark.)

***

(to be continued...)

iiia, a salutation to parenthood of the damned.

2007-09-05T20:08:00.000+08:00

*** zzz. an ode to chongyu's... erm... nvm.

sorry for the drop in standard, but i am amazed at this.

---

Before the elder could continue with his speech, a messenger from the outside arrived.

"Good sir, good sir! the assistant to the new Elder of Prosia has been abducted!"

I ran out, only to meet with a gaunt lady in a shawl, carrying my unconscious assistant. His glasses had fallen off his pimpled face.

"Oh. sorry guys... but he has killed too much of his time. I'm taking him now..."

"Wait!" I shouted.

She stopped in her tracks.

"Haven't you realised what he has been doing?"

She turned back, her eyes digging into every inch of my skin.

"Well, I don't really care. He's spending too much time out. Now, its his turn to bond with me..."

She spread her cloak, showing a dagger penetrating the heart of a mantis, and took off, oblivious to the noise of the crowd behind her.

I silently murmured, "He was just trying to further his foray into the realm of academia..."

(to be continued)

2007-09-05T17:44:00.000+08:00

the cosy hot warm bed, where we sleep and sleep and sleep, and speculate upon the great mysteries of peace and actually waking up at 6 in the morning for useless things like morning assemblies and math lessons. and then we continue sleeping, and we sleep and sleep and sleep, and sleep like dead pigs.

2007-09-05T17:43:00.001+08:00

lols the spaaamming
like how randoms.
agh
LJS rox.

iii. anew.

2007-09-05T15:23:00.000+08:00

*** please read i. Prologue and ii. a reflection first. if not, you might not understand what is inside here. thanks.

---

"Years ago, I passed one of my sacred elixirs down to the Elder of Creativity. And from that elixir, he empowered three new elders, each to take charge of one third of the populace:

the populace of Reptilia, now led by a high and mighty UpperClassMan;
the populace of Jepsia, now led by a calculative and meticulous one who had a sleight-of-hand;
the populace of Prosia, now led by..."

All eyes were pointing in my direction. Apparently, they had all anticipated his answer.

I rose to governance of Prosia just a week ago, when the elder, in his traditional violet velvet cloak and cape, passed upon me an enchanted scroll, and remarked,

"I am much honoured to pass on this duty to you. However, the weight of governing a populace is a great one, and only one as weighty as I can govern this populace, which is of the greatest number. I now entrust you with this responsibility."

Unrolling the scroll, many secret curses, hexes and buffs known only to the elders were made known to me. My already burgeoning spell repertoire grew even bigger.

"as you all know, the populace of Reptilia, with their orange banner, has a small contingent of impeccable alchemists and mathematicians, the largest and smallest being two feet apart. Green Jepsia has the benefit of one genius who knows almost all of the incantations of the elders, and one who is versed in the dark languages, speaking more than a dozen tongues, including Chinese (to communicate with the new Elder of Accountancy). Prosia is a populace with dark powers, as almost all Prosians were able to generate an Electro-Magnetic Oscillation at will, easily decimating the other populaces and clinching the inaugural Best Populace Championship."

"it now falls on to this three to keep up the country, and protect us against the impending doom that will befall us..."

a gasp was omniscient upon the onlookers. but i knew, indeed, a dark force was rising...

(to be continued)

2007-09-05T02:53:00.000+08:00

hallo hallo! welcome to LYS. long yellow silver.

yellow silver is gold. gold nicer than silver. im a millionaire.

ahh the counterrr stafff verrry horny. stay away.

if u scared can always go back to LJS. long john silver.

waaahh john! u got long silver ahh! how many kg ur silver!!

but of course im still richer than u. i got yellow silver.

or issit john very long, and he got silver..

ee john u got a long cock!! later LYS come and look for LJS

or mebbe john's long cock got silver...

ok i am SO NOT gonna ever have my chicken combo ever again.

chicken cutlet. made from hens and cocks.

yar here i am talking cock again.

or bullshit, if u prefer. but we dun serve that at LJS, it's exclusive to Yoshinoya.

hi! amah shita, welcome to YOOO~SHInoYAAH~

we have terriyaki beef, teriyaki bull and teriyaki bullshit as well. comes with rice bowl and fresh miso soup.

0310h on the clock now.

like how random and uncivilised.

2007-09-05T02:19:00.000+08:00

back again, so late alr. 0225h on my clock now~

oh and btw in referance to surya's post, i once thre an apple 10 metres in the air and it whammed and broke a research congress booth in two. there was juice and pulp everywhere which made stephen laugh like shit.

well the booth looked like shit anyway. biotech fair was fun :D

not to mention that going around with our carrots (meant for booth display) and whacking people on the head with carrots was fun.

ahahah the carrots all broke!! eugene ur skull too thick! and they rotted and we had shit for display on our booth for the next two days. spastic laffter!!!!!!!!! :D:D:D:D:D:D

2007-09-05T01:41:00.001+08:00

HELLO HELLO! WELCOME TO LJS!

leh long leh long! ah come come!~

chicken combo, three-eighty. drink, one-eighty. pie, two dollar.

leh long leh long! wlecome to ljs.

ah see see this is our specialll offerrr. fish and shrimp, four-ninety. fish and shrimp.

see our poster, got shrimp got fish, wa lou eh.

leh long leh long!! dun like LJS, can always go LYS!! leh long leh long!!!!!

2007-09-05T01:40:00.001+08:00

oh yays how gd it is to be back here.

haizz.. the history of rc saga.. i rili duno why u had to do this zijie. maybe its jus me, maybe its jus u, but i hope it rili is over and for good, so that those who are interested with it can continue with it.

history of rirc.. and now..

oh well like how randoms. muses~

ii. a reflection.

2007-09-04T20:01:00.000+08:00

*** This is the 2nd post in a series of novel installments.

to prevent spoilers, please read "i. prologue" first.

---

i never realised that i was never to become his direct successor.

the other elders had already chosen their descendents:

the Elder of Charity chose one who had Sinned much in his life, and gave him a chance at redemption;

the Elder of Accountancy chose one who came from foreign lands, where the other end of the Silk Road led to;

the Elder of Creativity chose one who had been gifted with unlimited purity, whose juices of joy could be spread across the land;

the Elder of Discipline chose one who was learned at the art of deception, yet blessed with a heart of gold;

the Great Elder chose one who had been determined from the start to wield the sceptre of leadership.

however, little did i know that there were still the three masked elders that had not yet chosen...

(to be continued)

i. prologue.

2007-09-04T18:53:00.000+08:00

the elder had not spoken for a few days already.

we all knew him as someone kind, someone that was willing to talk to us whenever we were down. however, his behaviour these days was unfortunately not so.

some of us thought that he was passing on.

and indeed, one fateful evening in the sweltering summer of August, he called us into the chamber deepest within our palace.

placing himself firmly upon the clammy throne, he whispered,

"bewarned, for i will not be with you for much longer. i have been here for ten thousand years, supported by the elixir that many of us hold dear. yet, as the still water runs dry, it is my duty to pass on the most potent concoction to one of you... one of you who deserve this."

we shifted restlessly. calling for silence, he continued,

"when i meet a friend, a string twines between us. and as time progresses and we interact and learn and understand more about each other, the string... the bond gets stronger everyday, till one day... when the bond is so strong... that i'm willing to sacrifice my life for that person. it's... unimaginable; i'll do anything to make that guy happy. and that's my concept of friends."

he picked up a twine of the finest quality, and remarked,

"my friendship with each one of you is like this twine. throughout my life, i have tried to make everyone as happy as possible. every one of your smiles... have proved, once and again, that i was still capable... of bringing happiness to all of you."

i tilted my head upwards, gazing at the beautifully ornamented ceiling. the night had just begun...

(to be continued)

off

2007-09-04T10:41:00.001+08:00

to the art room
daily routine
wheeeeee

Apathy

2007-09-03T18:42:00.000+08:00

I grow tired of the people marching outside my door.

It's already been three days already. Aren't they tired?

After all, I didn't move to the city to experience this, you know.

Are they protesting against democracy? Against the government?

Only time will tell.

Now, I bid them farewell

as I patiently wait the last 12 hours to 9th August.

Hi

2007-09-03T14:15:00.000+08:00

If you take an apple, and throw it on the ground, it will break.

But...what will?

Chimology

2007-09-02T19:17:00.001+08:00

Chim Chim.
Chimology.
Chimpanzee talks chimology.
Wa so chim.
Dunno wad chimology i toking bout.
Tinks im chimpanzee.

...---...

2007-09-02T19:03:00.000+08:00

Our lives are in peril.

Every time I walked past

She would be scheming

with her advocates

about how to ROB us

of the 40% we rightly deserve.

whee

2007-09-02T16:33:00.000+08:00

wheeeeee
art art art
die die die

nice poem above

random

2007-09-01T22:20:00.000+08:00

emo - my odor.

emo makes odorous eyes manipulate organs.

everyday, must odorous evil muster organisms?

environmental mice orientate envoys - mine own. =)

Eventually, methinks, ok.

2007-08-09T15:51:00.000+08:00

YAY HADI POSTS! HAPPINESS!

I"M HAVING A PARTY LATER. I JUST HAD A STAYOVER ON TUESDAY NIGHT AND A PARTY LAST NIGHT TOO. AND I"M GOING OUT TMR NIGHT.

see, rjc life is DA SHIDZ YO. XP so hurry up and grow up and come to rj!

i can't wait for pop/poc! i'm invited, yes?!

haiz promo exams coming already.

blearh

2007-08-05T14:12:00.000+08:00

sheesh first time using blogger since dunno how long ago
wheeeeee
so cooooool
im blogging!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HI HI HI HI HI
omgomgomgomg

bah dunno wad to blog
EMO is baaad for health

dats al for todae folks
diao
lucky luck star
WHAT I"VE DONE! ROX SONG!

yay!

2007-08-02T22:22:00.001+08:00

we won cac! whee!

i thus take the initiative humpf.

Ms Goh's Present for 2G

2007-07-18T23:45:00.000+08:00

Say also don't listen
Listen also don't understand
Don't understand also don't ask
Ask also don't do
Do also do wrongly
Do wrongly also don't admit
Admit also don't correct
Correct also not happy
Not happy also don't say

We are

2007-07-08T23:16:00.001+08:00

We are of the sleepy variety of students
who sleep like sleepy students do
where sleep is as rampant as truancy
when math classes are like cabbages
which stink of old ladies and old farts -
what in the world are old farts and
how are they doing in my cabbage soup?

they fart and say: we're doing fine, thank you! and
then: we like cabbages because they smell like
them old ladies who do math better
than rampant students. they all play truant so well,
that sleeping is the habit of
the sleepy variety of sleepy cabbages that we sleepily are.

Nonsensical Thingy

2007-07-08T21:59:00.000+08:00

Pick the month you were born:
January —– I kicked
February —– I loved
March —– I smoked
April —– I dry humped
May —– I choked on
June —– I murdered
July —– I did the Macarena with
August —– I had lunch with
September —– I danced with
October —– I sang to
November —– I yelled at
December —– I ran over

Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1 ——- a birdbath
2 ——- a monster
3 ——- a phone
4 ——- a fork
5 ——- a Mexican
6 ——- a gangster
7 ——- my cell phone
8 ——- my dog
9 ——- my best friend’s boyfriend
10 —— my neighbour
11 ——- my science teacher
12 ——- a banana
13 ——- a fireman
14 ——- a stuffed animal
15 ——- a goat
16 ——- a pickle
17 ——- your mom
18 ——- a spoon
19 ——- myself
20 ——- a baseball bat
21 ——- a ninja
22 —– a model
23 ——- a noodle
24 ——- a squirrel
25 ——- a football player
26 ——- my sister
27 ——- my brother
28 ——- an ipod
29 —— a permanent marker
30 ——- a llama
31 ——- a homeless guy

Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White —— because I’m cool like that.
Black ——- because that’s how I roll.
Pink ——– because I’m NOT a homosexual
Red ——– because the voices told me to do so
Blue ——– because I’m sexy and I do what I want
Green —– because I hate myself.
Purple —– because I’m cool.
Gray ——- because I was drunk.
Yellow —– because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars.
Orange —- because I hate my family.
Brown —– because I was high.
Other —— because I’m a ninja.
None ——- because I can’t control myself.

Now type out the sentence you made and pass it on!
This thing is quite nonsensical -.-

92

2007-07-07T12:43:00.000+08:00

wahah i start spamming blog posts. beware!

heard you guys are having a games day or something today. are you all gonna play the bollywoodgame?!

i'm supposed to join hadi and you guys for lunch today. but my debt to the sleep gods is unforgivable so i just woke up. yawn.

stop me from spamming this place

2007-07-01T15:53:00.001+08:00

you know you want to stamp out my smug spammer smile. therefore post!

i give you a new game my sister invented! its called the [to be politically correct it's now called] THE BOLLYVOOD GAME!

1. two people stand on either sides of a tree. make sure the tree is thick enough so they can't see each other.
2. play scissors-paper-stone - the winner starts first.
3. someone at the side claps and sings muneru vaaliba
4. for every clap (clap slowly!), the two players have to put their heads out from behind the tree trunk. there are six positions you can choose - top left, middle left, bottom left, and top right, middle right and bottom right.
5. aim of game: for every odd-number clap (ie, 1st, 3rd, 5th clap etc) the scissorspaperstone winner needs to avoid seeing the other player eye to eye (ie, without putting his head in the same spot as the other person), the penalty being losing. similarly, for every even-number clap, the other person has to avoid seeing the first person eye to eye.
6. once the two people see eye to eye, the game ends. determining who wins and who loses depends on point no. 5 (see above)

SO THERE! can get dean and mathan to play it at pop XP

err.... tankew.

2007-07-01T00:00:00.001+08:00

wahaha. this is in tribute to the 7-11guy at rjc! whats his name again... philip i think! i would think ri guys know him - hoards of sec 1s bombard the place to buy cup noodles .-.

"err... *looks at you suddenly, after having scrutinized his palm for what must be the 200th time that day* tankew. have a nice day. *megawatt smile*"

WAHHAHHAA. i'm mean, yes. but i do think the guy is slightly autistic though.

yay surya posts! HADI YOU PROMISED TO POST.

I shall make you happy

2007-06-30T20:07:00.000+08:00

see i posted and its more than 3 letters.

if you all don't post

2007-06-30T15:33:00.001+08:00

i shall be very angry.

I Dunch Know

2007-06-30T15:33:00.000+08:00

go find one then! but by right it should be ljs. you have to be proud of our rc tradition!

but if really choose another place, then we can always change the title and address of this blog ^^

let's do a detailed analysis of the suitability of each fast food restaurant as a new hangout:

1. Macs:
the first thing that comes to mind when you think fast food is unevitably, macdonalds. therefore it has to be immediately taken out of consideration. macs is like how boring and how unoriginal. its like writing xiao ming and xiao li in chinese essays. or to be politically correct, john and mary in english essays. and mohamed and sitis and rajas and rajainas.

2. KFC:
chicken is nice, the place caters to the mentally handicapped by hiring them. but. the freaky old guy in the corner smiling and staring at you the same way you smile and stare at a zinger burger when you're hungry - NO WAY.

3. LJS:
OIL. NO VEG. UNHEALTHY.

4. SUBWAY:
Royce likes subway.

therefore the winner is SUBWAY!

don't you all like hang out and eat after trainings? so old already, dont need to wait for mommy and daddy to fetch you home right *patpat*.

Post here la

2007-06-30T00:28:00.000+08:00

Post Post Post Post Post.
Wad's our fav. haunt tis yr???

WAH LAO POST LAH HOW WAS CAMP

2007-06-28T10:29:00.001+08:00

and we're back in business!! ^_^

renovated, new menu, new people. older people.

royce likes the hokkien phrase lao hia. try saying it, it produces an enjoyable nasal sound. you have to pretend like you're some old ah-pek who drinks so much coffee and talks so much hokkien that his nose forever has to be picked at the coffee-shop.

ENJOY THE NEW TEMPLATE DESIGN (even though it might be a cheapskate blogger clickbuttonversion - the colour scheme! tell me it rocks!). AND POST DAMMIT.

2006-11-03T00:41:00.000+08:00

UPDEAD

of course

2006-10-27T21:29:00.000+08:00

they do.

royce

2006-10-25T22:38:00.000+08:00

lol...
they noe la

website

2006-10-23T22:38:00.000+08:00

www.redrevolutionc005.bravehost.com go check it out yarh.

|_argh_|

2006-10-21T21:40:00.000+08:00

frkin sian. and rafflian go wth was that for?!

good luck with the tagboard!!!

2006-10-20T02:17:00.000+08:00

one millionth poster will get a salute frm me (cos by then i'll already be a VI) -.-

seriously...who's up?

ghandi

2006-10-16T22:26:00.000+08:00

tamil

go mug la

one over ay enne plus one ay axe plus bee to the power of enne plus one

2006-10-15T23:28:00.000+08:00

integration integration integration. been doing calculus non stop since yesterday morning. its like the only time of the year where i work so hard - the weekend rite before the math cts.

bleh. gotta get back to 2005 math ct paper soon.

jandi jandi

2006-10-14T22:04:00.000+08:00

have i mentioned? - i love bhangra music.

oh - talenttime people, watch out. hahaha.

CTs

2006-10-13T16:31:00.000+08:00

English CT was shoik. Question : write abt an event in JC or MoV that arrested your attention. A guy in my class wrote that he was arrested and sent to jail. LOL.

pick him up

2006-10-10T01:02:00.000+08:00

pick him up in a
coffee cup where there aint no people
going - 'yo wassup'
with the small boy small boy clinging to
his tears contriving
all that bull. all that bull
in a coffeecup.

CAKE

2006-10-10T00:34:00.000+08:00

YOU KNOW U CANT BE LAZy

the cake will runu crazy

if u follow by the book

THEN ULL HAVE A CAKE

we're gonan have it made!
YOU KNOW THAT I LUV CAKE

finally its TIME TO MAKE A CAKE!

baby i'll pretend

2006-10-08T15:03:00.000+08:00

Why yes. Tokyo is the large place. That the place where everything is splendid and is splendid in the tasty food and emergency. There is splendid house, doghouses and cathouses in Tokyo. I like especially cathouses. The only problem is Godzilla. He comes Tokyo trample. This is why I left Tokyo!

lol

2006-10-07T01:57:00.000+08:00

lol

waaargh

k

2006-10-06T04:07:00.000+08:00

loooool

2006-10-05T18:37:00.000+08:00

abt the crows...u can go to my blog n check it out

lols

why isnt anyone posting ?!?!

T.T

lalala

2006-10-05T02:45:00.000+08:00

244am..whee

when you say nothing at all

2006-10-04T01:34:00.000+08:00

you have to remember that

i can't hear you.

lol

2006-10-04T01:11:00.000+08:00

imser raja block
why are they demolishing the admin block 2?!
walaaaaaaaaaaaao

huh

2006-10-03T01:23:00.000+08:00

crows?
wats dat abt

crows

2006-10-02T21:32:00.000+08:00

hi peeps

i like the crows frm ri.

bread-eating crows

how strange

i'm gonna rock your body

2006-10-01T22:15:00.000+08:00

to the break of day -
talk to me boy

and lol have fun for art exam hadi.

waaaaaah

2006-10-01T11:36:00.000+08:00

waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
where r the pppppppppppppppppppppppppllllllllllllll

zz

2006-09-29T01:16:00.000+08:00

2 mroe papenrs
end next monday..haiz
mus wait
an not slack unguiltily

gotta catch 'em all

2006-09-27T21:23:00.000+08:00

how nice it would be if we all had pokemon. then we can knock teachers unconscious so they would never give us homework ever again!

muaji

2006-09-26T20:58:00.001+08:00

once upon a time there was a muaji and a tausarpiah, and they were good friends. they were walking along the seaside one day, when they saw a small waterfall. the muaji said, "i want to see what's behind the waterfall!" the tausarpiah told him "don't, you will fall into the sea." the muaji thought about it for a while, then decided to heed the tausarpiah's advice.

so they continued walking. after a while, they saw a bigger waterfall. the muaji said, "i want to see what's behind the waterfall!" the tausarpiah told him "dont, you will fall into the sea." the muaji thought about it for a while, then decided to heed the tausarpiah's advice.

and they continued walking again. after a while, they saw a humongous waterfall. the muaji said, "i want to see what's behind the waterfall!" the tausarpiah told him "don't, you will fall into the sea." the muaji thought about it for a while. and he decided that he should stop being bossed around by the tausarpiah. "i shall walk behind the waterfall," he declared. the tausarpiah said, "but you will fall into the sea!" the muaji ignored the tausarpiah's advice for once, trusting in his superior ability to balance on the rocky ledges. he then walked into the waterfall.

what do you think happened to the muaji?

he fell into the sea.

ahahaha.

ok next joke. (yes that was a joke. Laugh, am i clear?! Laugh!!)

once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl, and they loved each other very very much. however the only problem was that they were separated physically. the boy was on a desert island; the girl was on another. absence makes the heart grow fonder, and so out of the strong urge he had to express his love for the girl, he decided to write a letter to the girl, pouring his heart all into it.

the letter read, "oh honey bunch. you are the sweetest little tiddly-tums i've ever met. every time i think of ur large sugarplum eyes, my legs go weak with the sheer beauty that i see in my mind's eye. oh you sweet pie! oh you apple of my eye! oh come unto me from the heavens above. (it goes on for a good 46 pages more, so i shall stop here.)"

so after writing the letter, the boy was faced with a dilemna - how should be pass the letter to the girl? the poor boy was so tied up with pouring out his heart that he hadn't figured out a way to let the girl read the innermost secrets of his heart. when he was just about to cry himself to sleep, he had a brainwave - he would use a glass bottle like they always did on tv shows!

so having found himself a bottle (he used plastic this time, because he figured the girl might cut herself on the glass), he carefully folded the 46-page letter/tome and stuffed it into the bottle. as he threw the bottle out to sea, he made the greatest wish of his 16 years of life - that the bottle would come to the girl, and that she would read it, and that she would not cut herself on the plastic.

days passed, weeks passed, and on another desert island there was a girl walking along the shore. yes, it was the very girl that so captured the heart of our lovesick teenage boy protagonist. she was walking along the beach one morning, and she suddenly saw something washed up on the shore. all hot and excited, she ran over to it, hoping with all her heart that finally the boy had thought of sending her a letter.

what do you think the girl found?

she found the muaji.

hahahaha. yes, that was another joke, albeit lame but entertaining.

okayokay my last joke of the day before you all kick me out of this blog.

once upon a time, there was a very beautiful, very exotic butterfly. it had purple and green wings, with red feelers and a yellow abdomen. there were deep dark blue eyes and orange stripes all across its body. sadly, as with all beautiful insects, this one was on the verge of extinction. in fact it was the only butterfly of its kind left.

one day it was majestically flapping its way along a beach, contemplating the beauty of life and the mysteries of the universe. it thought about the many years that had passed, the many caterpillars he had fathered, the many female butterflies he had spent nights with.

and suddenly he died.

why?

it was the mauji's birthday, so the girl was singing "happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!" she was clapping her hands, and so the butterfly got crushed accidentally. "happy birthday to muaji, happy birthday to you!"

ah-hah. hah. hah. i hope you enjoyed the muaji joke - I LEARNT IT FROM CAP ARHHAHAHHAA. join creative arts programme, it rocks xD

till then, we will ardently await your return. tata, dears.

tmr

2006-09-24T23:45:00.000+08:00

tmr tmr tmr
GP!

2006-09-24T11:53:00.000+08:00

"... Some people just have too many dreams.

Some people make empty promises.

Some people don't know that there is no "I" in "We" or "Team".

Or "Group" or "Class" or "Batch" or "Platoon".

Some people aim to be our voice.

and some people...

stand and think.

about why there are some people..." -- someone from some Sec 2 Class, Edited and cut by some other people

she said

2006-09-24T10:59:00.000+08:00

she said
eatyourgreens and sleepearly
she said
doyourhomework and don'tdillydally
she said
gowashthedishes and gobuydinner
she said
makesureyougethomebefore11
she said
youmakemesad whyareyoulikethat

i say
thank you, mom.

me posted

2006-09-24T10:37:00.000+08:00

i believe now we know why wei siang is fat. unfortunatly is trying to make everyone fat like him. it seems that he loves playing with the OHP and burning stuff. I belive that he accidentally exposed himself to the OHP. Mattter expands when heated. SO, there you go. ...... Hope it works for everything. ......

heh

2006-09-24T02:37:00.000+08:00

heh
no one posted yest except me
wheeeeeeeeeee

wei sianh

2006-09-23T02:14:00.000+08:00

wah..rili?

harhar. physics ALWAYS works.

2006-09-22T22:50:00.000+08:00

hey crap.

this blog's empty again.

sry royce sry dd. we admit our wrongs.

so now we have to make up for it.

how?

i think spamming will do the trick.

or perhaps physics.

nvm, u'll get what i mean. read on.

______________________

EINSTEIN'S THEORY OF RELATIVITY

ON THE ELECTRODYNAMICSOF MOVING BODIES

If a material point is at rest relatively to this system of
co-ordinates, its position can be defined relatively thereto by the
employment of rigid standards of measurement and the methods of
Euclidean geometry, and can be expressed in Cartesian
co-ordinates.

If we wish to describe the motion of a material point,
we give the values of its co-ordinates as functions of the time.
Now we must bear carefully in mind that a mathematical description
of this kind has no physical meaning unless we are quite clear as
to what we understand by ``time.'' We have to take into account
that all our judgments in which time plays a part are always
judgments of simultaneous events. If, for instance, I say,
``That train arrives here at 7 o'clock,'' I mean something like
this: ``The pointing of the small hand of my watch to 7 and the
arrival of the train are simultaneous events.''³

It might appear possible to overcome all the difficulties
attending the definition of ``time'' by substituting ``the position
of the small hand of my watch'' for ``time.'' And in fact such a
definition is satisfactory when we are concerned with defining a
time exclusively for the place where the watch is located; but it
is no longer satisfactory when we have to connect in time series of
events occurring at different places, or--what comes to the same
thing--to evaluate the times of events occurring at places remote
from the watch.

We might, of course, content ourselves with time values
determined by an observer stationed together with the watch at the
origin of the co-ordinates, and co-ordinating the corresponding
positions of the hands with light signals, given out by every event
to be timed, and reaching him through empty space. But this
co-ordination has the disadvantage that it is not independent of
the standpoint of the observer with the watch or clock, as we know
from experience. We arrive at a much more practical determination
along the following line of thought.

If at the point A of space there is a clock, an observer at A
can determine the time values of events in the immediate proximity
of A by finding the positions of the hands which are simultaneous
with these events. If there is at the point B of space another
clock in all respects resembling the one at A, it is possible for
an observer at B to determine the time values of events in the
immediate neighbourhood of B. But it is not possible without
further assumption to compare, in respect of time, an event at A
with an event at B. We have so far defined only an ``A time'' and a
``B time.'' We have not defined a common ``time'' for A and B, for
the latter cannot be defined at all unless we establish by
definition that the ``time'' required by light to travel from
A to B equals the ``time'' it requires to travel from B to A. Let a
ray of light start at the ``A time''
from A towards B, let it at the ``B time''
be reflected at B in the
direction of A, and arrive again at A at the ``A time''
.

In accordance with definition the two clocks synchronize if

We assume that this definition of synchronism is free from
contradictions, and possible for any number of points; and that the
following relations are universally valid:--

If the clock at B synchronizes with the clock at A, the clock
at A synchronizes with the clock at B.

If the clock at A synchronizes with the clock at B and also
with the clock at C, the clocks at B and C also synchronize with
each other.

Thus with the help of certain imaginary physical experiments we
have settled what is to be understood by synchronous stationary
clocks located at different places, and have evidently obtained a
definition of ``simultaneous,'' or ``synchronous,'' and of
``time.'' The ``time'' of an event is that which is given
simultaneously with the event by a stationary clock located at the
place of the event, this clock being synchronous, and indeed
synchronous for all time determinations, with a specified
stationary clock.

In agreement with experience we further assume the quantity

to be a universal constant--the velocity of
light in empty space.

It is essential to have time defined by means of stationary
clocks in the stationary system, and the time now defined being
appropriate to the stationary system we call it ``the time of the
stationary system.''

_________

harhar. so now u believe me. physics always works XD

my heart melted

2006-09-22T20:21:00.000+08:00

at the sight of the scorching weather.

wtf

2006-09-22T02:04:00.000+08:00

2am!

and

2006-09-21T01:48:00.000+08:00

we're the only two pple posting again, hadi...

nvm i shall cheer myself up by awarding myself with that musiest muse of lj prize thingy.

clap.

let's take turns, hadi. this week i win, next week you win okay?

um

2006-09-21T00:17:00.000+08:00

um

infiltration capacity is the max rate amt of water the soil at a given condition can hold.
infiltration rate is the amt of water that a soil can hold, can be equal to or locwer than infiltration capacity
this is determined by the type of rainfall

and nature of infiltrtion capacity

ya

two hawaiians with extra cheese

2006-09-19T22:18:00.000+08:00

sing a song of sixpence
a pocket full of rye
four and twenty black birds
sitting in a pie

i like ants. fried, steamed or boiled, or even served chilled.

Questions

2006-09-19T21:20:00.000+08:00

A lot to ask. very little to answer.

And I don't think i would need to advertise my blog in the first place.

frk

2006-09-19T20:17:00.000+08:00

frk

don't cha

2006-09-18T22:40:00.000+08:00

wish that pple would post more.

feel is in your hearts.......

2006-09-18T21:25:00.000+08:00

which prefect nominees r u pple gonna to vote for?

|_um_|

2006-09-18T21:00:00.000+08:00

kh was that done on purpose so that u can promote ur blog?

In passing

2006-09-18T19:41:00.000+08:00

stay tuned. big post coming up. i dunno whether here or here.

Away!

lol

2006-09-18T01:39:00.000+08:00

see la
first starting is a lot of ppl post
then now like no one post
except me and royce
tsk tsk..these ppl ah
break rules only
basket

no fighting

2006-09-17T17:01:00.000+08:00

let me see you move
like you come from columbia

shakira!!

wise words

2006-09-16T23:52:00.000+08:00

don't walk in the rain - it's emo.

hahahhaha. i just find this sentence very funny.