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Sunday, January 04, 2009

Born in 1977, Part 2: Smashing Buttons v2

Once again, we review the NINTENDO ENTERTAINMENT SYSTEM. Hailed as one of the most innovative gaming consoles, the NES never fails to entertain hearts till this day! [As evident from below :P, and here.] In any rate, let us proceed back in time!!!






Well, after a stint in Ice Hockey. I've gotten some kicks to achieve something higher, something in the skies...


And there was Ultimate Air Combat!


From jungles to the seas to the wasteland, you wreck havoc to stop terrorism. Such a novel idea that many believed it would never be a reality.


SHOOT IT DOWN ACE!


All will fall prey! Mwahahah!

With intuitive controls, accompanied with a simple storyline, Ultimate Air Combat has propelled the skies to more than just a limit. It is a battleground!!

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Born in 1977, Part 1: Smashing Buttons

Today, let's pray tribute to the all to famous Nintendo Entertainment System. It was the PS3, Xbox or even Wii for that time. Every kid wants it as it became a hot topic. The NES. Countless hours spent finishing Mario. Somehow, the game still doesn't bore me! And what about the moments of furiosity when the cartrige wasn't working. What to do? BLOW IT. Haha. Somehow, it worked!



Who says that we can't play ice hockey in sunny Singapore?!
















MAN! Let the Zambonis clear up the ice!

















GET THE PUCK!!!

















WE WON!!! By a goal. SIGH.


Friday, October 03, 2008

Fear Me, My Fears!

Judgement Day. A day that has long since been a threat. Never have I thought that the cogs of fate would turn this way. They say, nothing can stop it and that I say is true. All I can say right now is that I must not stay rooted in a matter. If I ever get bored of life, I will be overcoming them frequently. It's not an isolated task. It's a series of events that are stringed together so that we will remember that life is not a challenge. Overcoming it is one, but the effects hides a sharp dagger, ready to sink into your unprotected back. Before you know it, everything could turn back to the worst again.

It seems to be a blur as it happened about more than 2 years ago. During that time, I never heard a thing called 'feelings'. Emotionless. Heartless. I became Communism. My life became a play off a teenage novel that expressed life's difficulties in reality. Determining what's right was hard as the evil lurks every corner. A simple adoring with a twist of romance and a sizzle of life, it became a mountain with weak foundations. It was rarity for me to have someone smiling at you. She became my perfect half, outdoing me in every way. She became my imagination, fuelling my body to become the best. But, she became my reason to live. She smiled at me. : )

I wanted to be perfect for her, thinking that it would propel me into her heart. Haha. Just looking back brings me to a question: Why did I think of that? Haha. But as I tried to spread myself to become the best in all areas, I thinned and thinned. And the cloth that held me broke and i landed with a thud. Ever since that day, I was a just plague with constant failures. Never in my mind that she would accept me. Because I've done so much for her and to let her know that I've failed was a something I don't want to injure her. In a world of my own, I assumed.

And now, I've said my peace, settled the score and resolved my conflicts. She will be leaving the equation that has glued me into what I became in Sec 2. And with that equation, I will be on my way. But without her, how am I able to fit a term that suits her position? The answer is no. Nothing can replace her. So I plead today, for you to be my friend. For you to be my everything. You rock. x)

Your words purge my soul,
as I renewed in life.
Your touch heal my scars,
leaving the past and letting me move on.
Your smile makes my day,
even if the world betrayed me that day.
You are something so dear to me,
that I cannot lose.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Left A Part Of Me On The Toys

Share my plight of distinguishing between right and wrong. Something so easily decided but seems a challenge to debate it over. It's not taking part in something, or not even taking part. It's giving something up.

I took some time to sort out my ignored toys. I figured that they are better off with someone who cares about them instead of chucking them at a corner in a dust-prone cardboard box. Crammed like a can of sardines, I too will share their plight. And so, with Mdm Jaya launching 'Toys From The Heart' program [a spin off from the Food From The Heart], my counterparts will find better treatment. All is well until I sat down and ponder...

The only problem is that I left a part of me in every toy I saw. Everything sent me back to the days when I was 1.65 tall. Encapsulated in a world of my own where ordinary things come to life, these toys were my people. No. They ARE my people. They grew a part of me. The toys I felt giving away, cried for my reconsideration. They want to share this.

But it's for their own good. Someone out there, will learn this toy and treasure it just like I did. [Just adding some flower-ry language here] Or at least better than me. Don't want to see it in a dumpster and the dejavu Toy Story feeling to come up. I want to give what I can to society. A kid needs a companion, like everyone else. But I am old enough. I have been accompanied far long enough. I must stand by myself and let the young nurture with their new companions.

So far, I was only able to let go 10% of the toys I intended to give. So much memories are at stake here. Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue. A part of me will be yours young one. Show me how to live, Mother.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

For courage is the product of our fears

For courage is the fear of our fears, a fearless person is a no one. That no one has any courage for he has no fear to challenge.

Outward Bound Singapore (OBS) challenged us to serve, to strive and not to yield. So we accepted that challenge that contests our fear. Much hearsay we hear of which one will endure many pain and suffering. Much hearsay we hear that one will be pushed to the limit. However, there is no hearsay that we not fear but we still take that fear on.

We stand as a watch of Raleigh as one people. We set the tents, we cooked together, we kayaked together and we even peed together! Though each and every one of us are not perfect. As a group, we cover each other’s flaws and became perfect. No challenge is too big for us. Every undertaking is never incomplete. We are Raleigh. Our path has been chosen. Courage will seep into our blood and run into our hearts. As we defeat our fears just like light slaughtered darkness, we never let go of each other. Hop and hop we go. That is no problem. Trek and trek we go. That is no problem. Carry and carry we go. The heaviest burden is our bag but at the back of our minds, it’s a feather. And into the woods of no return for we always think that we are a step closer to the destination. Finally we met our sleep, beside a reservoir.

Have rice, sardines and curry under that night sky. Though it is nothing what Mom has cooked, it tasted like a feast after all that sweat. Accompanied with a map of stars over our heads, they became our chandeliers. We are not alone. 3 more watches came: Raffles, Tenzing and Shakleton.

Day 2. We see a tall man, over towering us at 25 metres tall. That man is strong for it can hold many men together as the climbed to his head. So, are we ready to climb that man? Strapped with the double-backed harness, we never stop climbing the heights, as that is the fear. I reached the top but many didn’t. I will support them so that they will plant their flags up high so that it could gather as much wind. Kayak is a small boat that resides 1 or more person. We will use that word forever more. It will be our life for that coming two days as we ravage the seas with our pedals to Sembawang. But, before we could even see Singapore. We must taste seawater. TX Training is where one will capsize to keep a float. For if we don’t learn, it’s hard to survive in the harsh seas. Shermit, my friend, the sea may be harsh but if you respect him, he will respect you. Tents are easy but with sand in your shoes, you feel like walking on knives. That night we sleep to gather as much strength to cut the 15KM of waves. Sembawang will be our next rest.

Morning came with a shiver. Even the thickest clothes will not kill that cold. No worries my Raleigh, for a cold will not defeat us. Only that sea is a fear, a challenge, which we must overcome. As we hear it taunts us with its waves crashing the rocks. It is nothing. We don our life jackets and head out for the gruelling 7 hour trip.

Enough, the seas we knew ravaged. People did their business in the sea. Some used it as their shower, as their bed but must of all as our medium. Alas, rain came and gave no mercy as water filled our boats. We couldn't see the distant land in front of us. All of a sudden, fear started to grip us as we held onto each other boats as tightly as possible. But that deter us never as it started to recede, our armada set our bearings once again onto Sembawang. Nonetheless, we made it as 4 watches combined as ECHO. One.

Oh yeah, I lost my undies in Sembawang! ARGH!

A dinner with curry chicken is all I need to replace the lost energy. Strange. Echo will be assigned to watch the boats over at the sea. With an hour and a half slots catered, RALEIGH took the second slot. Waking up to the task was really hard and SHIVER. With my other companions, four more, we patrolled the area. Like the police, they looked out for Mr Selamat. "I chatter, chatter." WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT BRYAN!? Morning came with evidence of sleep deprivation but give me an hour and all energy is restored. Ready, packed and courageous, the morning breeze send chills down my spine but I will stand undeterred! With a bag full of wet clothes, I pulled my RALEIGH together and readied ourselves for many waves. 

What was 7 hours we took, only 2 remained to kill us. WTF!!! Mr Gao did his erm, business, in the sea. Dang, it floated. There goes my lunch! Watched the boats, made a stand as SA boys. We peed, shit, and do things together. Sometimes we don't think for we are pure power! With much time shaved, we got a deserving 3 hours of rest. Dried my clothes, bathed and refreshed, this last night will be a blast! Last night in a tent. *Sniff, sniff*

Let's make it short for many hate a long post. I AM ALWAYS HIGH! Haekal flashed himself TWICE to Sonne and Gughan. Disturbed kid. We 'taopoked' Ashwin, Haekal and Gughan. Forgive my spelling my lads. HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAF! Thurs' was my instructor's birthday! Had a feast of food. A near close shave with Sonne almost in harm's way. But best of all, more space to sleep! 

On the last day, where we will say our goodbyes. Even after the wash of our equipment, we were a team. From Raleigh: Hairul, Hafiz, Dwi, Shikin, Shermit, Jia Ying, Lorenzo, Rahim, Bryan, Sonne, Edwin, Jerome, Jeremy, Haekal, Jian Beng. From Raffles: Afika, Ashwin, Alvin, Hue, Joe, Taufiq. From Shakleton: Venessa, Alastair. From Tenzing: Dax, Rajah.

Forgive me if I didn't include you. If I ever forget your  name, your face is imprinted in my head forever and that friendship I will keep forever. I am sorry that I didn't took enough time to know you better but someday we will meet again. These memories are safe inside me. 

Forever Fuchun. Forever St Andrew's. Forever Raleigh. And remember SA, stop putting Prickly Heat powder into our dicks!

Monday, December 17, 2007

The real Beautiful Day...

Here's my BRIGHT idea!

I just love these days. It's the kind that is filled with many things. So many that even after an hour from it, I CAN'T REMEMBER ALL THE GOOD THINGS I'VE DONE TODAY!!! It's just a good day. I don't know but when I see people laugh, it just makes me happy. I don't care if it's about me. I don't care if it's just for a while. As long as they laugh, I just feel... happy. :) So I'm SOOOOOOOO HAPPPPPPYYYYY NOW!!!!! Woohoo!!!

Today, it's a beautiful day. I had an A.Maths Test today which I SURELY BELIEVE WILL FAIL. Argh!!!! I spent my whole day yesterday mugging for it man! I mean I could do the questions but my lack of exposure just pulls me down. I know the method but the nervousness is just too much! Talk about pressure!

Badminton was after that! Yipee! Maybe Mr Ho should book the swimming pool! Then we could go swimming!!! Haha! But surely, today's badminton was indeed my best performance! ;) Oh crap! We should have a Teacher-Student face off today man! Oh gosh I missed it!!! Well not to worry! Maybe next week? Haha! Some of my 3SB Dudes came and played!
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And yes... THE MEETING!!! :)

Really, today is the real Beautiful Day.

Sunday, December 09, 2007

Stupid. Bodoh. Hmm...

Stupid and bodoh are some of the words that sink deep in our vocabulary of vulgarity. The reason it's there is because from young, we are exposed by these words. And so it is etched on our minds. These days, it's so common to hear them till we lost the real menace behind it. These simple words, which means lacking of intelligence, are minor. However, they do have their sting. Yes, the sting can't be compared to a bee's but if that sting is continuous, it will mount up to a mountain of pain that will crush one like a tsunami.  For example, today, my mom has called me STUPID and BODOH numerous times now; More than any normal day. Even though it's just minor, it does sting me. Sometimes I feel that I'm up to no use. I feel despised. Am I really stupid? If I am, how did I get to 3SB? The second class of the whole cohort? If I'm stupid, why am I here? Well like I have said earlier, it's a small sting mounting up to be a GIANT mountain. The good thing is, I DESTROYED the mountain!

; )
  

Friday, December 07, 2007

What's wrong?


The taskbar... it's not suppose to do that you know..



The dock.... Maybe it's a sign telling us that the CPU is running high..

WHO CARES! AS LONG AS I CAN WATCH ONE PIECE!

:)

Thursday, August 30, 2007

smiling again...

well it's not that she ignores me, it's just that i'm not willing to give the chance to smile at me. she smiled at me even though i did so many things that's bad. that's why she's my friend. i never thought such feeling exists. this feeling must be kept forever if i want to keep her. i can't stop smiling! :) :) :) :) :) :)

oh ya, she listens to dashboard confessionals.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

I still haven't found I'm looking for

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

I talked to a great friend of mine as I walked out of school earlier today. As we were walking, she asked me why I had wanted to meet her earlier. I was shocked at first as I wasn't expecting her to ask me that. Even though I was "slanted", it made me think that people still cared. So I asked her and she gave me the most awaited advice that I needed and that really made my head a whole lot lighter. So for that, I thanked her. : )

So maybe I should use post-it and say sorry to She. That way, I won't have to spill my guts out just to say a few words: I'm sorry. I really hope she understands me. I hope she understands why I liked her.

: ) Just keep it a secret ok?

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Don't Complain

I can't believe it. I'm complaining. This should never be of me. Well let's just face it, I AM A FAILURE.

Complaining aside, I just finished my run. I wasn't sure of the distance but I just ran around the school. I wasn't really pumped up even though the black parade was playing. [I was listening through one ear as the left earpiece slipped off continuously.] The timing wasn't good. It was under ten but the distance felt it should be done under eight. It'll be six it there weren't any slopes! Overall, it was a nice run. It'll be nicer if I saw her...

Mr Gene Yeo ran too! I was on my way back and I saw him jogging at the 2.4 area. I passed him as he saluted me. Haha! Salute to me! The flag bearer!

Saturday, June 16, 2007

This article reminds me....



'Superhero' takes on clampers

Angle-grinder Man - a self-proclaimed superhero - patrols by night looking for unhappy drivers who have been clamped and then sets their cars free.

He promises to take on clamping firms, speed cameras and the congestion charge on behalf of drivers.

An odd-job man by day, he claims to operate in Kent during the week and in London at weekends.

A hotline number on his website offers a free wheel clamp removal service.

I for one am prepared to fight for what is fair and am making myself available to the public
Angle-grinder Man

On calling, an answer phone message invites callers to "leave a message after the grinding sound".

The unnamed man, who wears a costume of gold boots and crotch-hugging pants over a blue leotard, said he was happy to take the risk.

"It's a public service," he says on his website.

"I for one am prepared to fight for what is fair and am making myself available to the public.

'Deeper malaise'

"I may not be able to single-handedly and totally cast off the repressive shackles of a corrupt government - but I can cut off your wheel-clamps for you."

He says he decided to go "full-time vigilante" in May this year.

"My obsession with wheel-clamping is actually a rebellion against a much deeper malaise," he said.

"Namely, the arrogant contempt that politicians hold for the people who put them into power, and whom they claim to represent."

A Kent Police spokeswoman said no complaint about wheel clamps being cut off had been made by either a clamping firm or a member of the public.

A spokeswoman for the Metropolitan Police said they could not investigate unless a crime was reported.