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2006-07-03T10:38:00.000+08:00

2006-03-01T18:36:00.000+08:00

Dating Strengths	Dating Weaknesses
1. Financial Situation - 76.9% 2. Adventurousness - 75% 3. Sense of Humor - 71.4% 4. Flirtiness - 62.5% 5. Varied Interests - 57.1%	1. Appearance - 77.8% 2. Selfishness - 63.6%

Dating Strengths Explained
Financial Situation - You've got your financial situation under control, which is a very desirable quality. Be careful to avoid girls who are only interested in your money. Adventurousness - You are willing to try new things and be spontaneous. You want to get out there and really live, and you will attract people with a similar love of life. Sense of Humor - Girls are attracted to people with a good sense of humor. Be sure to put yours on display! Flirtiness - Flirting is a good way to break the ice, and you are a pro at it. Being flirtatious will open up many dating opportunities. Varied Interests - You don't limit yourself, and that's a dating asset. Your varied interests make you available and interesting to a wider range of girls.
Dating Weaknesses Explained
Appearance - Devoting a greater effort at making good first impressions is a must. Try to be fit and develop a style if you want to catch a girl's attention. Selfishness - You think too much of yourself and your needs. You must learn to put your partner first and tend to her needs.
What Are Your Dating Strengths and Weaknesses?

2006-03-01T18:29:00.000+08:00

Ten Top Trivia Tips about David Lim!

David Lim can pollinate up to six times more efficiently than the honeybee.
Over 46,000 pieces of David Lim float on every square mile of ocean.
India tested its first nuclear David Lim in 1974.
If you drop David Lim from more than three metres above ground level, he will always land feet-first.
To check whether David Lim is safe to eat, drop him in a bowl of water; rotten David Lim will sink, and fresh David Lim will float.
If you blow out all the candles on David Lim with one breath, your wish will come true!
It takes a lobster approximately 7 years to grow to be David Lim.
In Japan, David Lim can only be prepared by chefs specially trained and certified by the government!
Baby swans are called David Lim!
If you break David Lim, you will get seven years of bad luck!

look. see what's behind

2006-01-21T21:24:00.000+08:00

sometimes i get scared when i look back and see all the good that has happened in my life. i shudder when i remember the close shaves with injury, wrongdoing, temptation, even death.

i wonder what my life would be like now if all those years, weeks, days ago, i hadn't chosen the paths that i did then. i wonder if i had to choose again, would i have done the same? it all seems so random, so coincidental that i am here, that i am who i am now.
if all those years ago had i not chosen to switch primary schools, would i still be an accountancy student? would i have even made it to university?
and what of my friends? i imagine i would be hanging out with a vastly different crowd from the bunch i'm with now.
if the anesthiesiologist had been an ass and prevented my operation from going ahead because of my cold, would i have recovered in time to start school?
would i be taking off my braces come february?
if i hadn't gone to meet u at the JE library, would we be together now? and what would my life be like without you?

questions, questions, with not a chance on earth of answering them. all these thoughts make me feel really small, like nothing is in my control, but somehow i am comforted, since things really haven't turned out that bad.
and yet, there is so much more that could have been, and so much that has to be done. many say that it is what u make of a decision that you made that determines if the outcome is for good or bad. perhaps so, but it seems to be getting harder and harder. many tests lie ahead, and i am weary. it seems so easy to trust and be taken wherever life is meant to take you, yet i am still skeptical, still fighting against it, wanting to believe but holding back. i'm like a skeptical young child who hasn't seen the simplicty and reliability of a machine that adults take for granted. for many seeing is believing, yet it seems that it is those who trust their feelings who are at peace.

2006-01-21T21:22:00.000+08:00

soccer tommorrow! i can't wait.

cinderella

2006-01-14T16:33:00.000+08:00

actually, its cinderella MAN. just watched this particularly touching and inspiring movie abt james j braddock, a boxer who's down, out and struggling to make ends meet during the great depression, before he's given a second chance to come back to the ring and goes on to become the world champion. the story's inspiring not so much in the way ROCKY was, abt underdogs and odds beating performances-sure this show has all that, but this show's really abt a man fighting for his family and the way he strives to keep his children warm and fed. somehow u just dont see that going on anymore in today's world. i wonder if 50 years down the road, there'll be inspirational movies of this sort shown abt people living today? i doubt it, but maybe im too cynical.

yr1 sem2

2006-01-10T16:21:00.000+08:00

wah.. second semester's into its 2nd week already. all the excitement, all the rush of arranging nice timetables, getting interesting(and convenient electives) are just so new to me. i'm glad it's finally over though, and i'm relatively happy with what i've got. so there, another journey begins.

the last semester was a nice start, it brought many surprises, many pleasant memories, and there are many things to be thankful for that happened, but along with the good came many disappointments as well. hopefully i can minimize that this sem, but perhaps these things can't be helped.

lets take a walk.

2005-08-20T13:57:00.000+08:00

i don't know you well enough yet, but we'll get there. i hope the paths we take will always be as straight as they are now, but one never can tell.

pain of separation

2005-08-13T03:43:00.000+08:00

how do i miss thee? let me list the ways. i miss the closeness we once shared. i miss your voice when you surround me with your warmth. i miss the persuasiveness of your touch, and i can never forget the joy that you have given me. you have been there for me forever. you take away my pain and share in my elation and defeat. living is torture when i see that i am no longer a part of your life. i stare listlessly while you give others your time. i see u entertaining others with the wildest abandon. have i lost a place in your heart? am i so far gone that i have been forgotten? i will come back to you soon. i will fight to be worthy of you. you won't have to wait very long before i return.

in case you're wondering, im talking about soccer.

school 2

2005-08-13T03:35:00.000+08:00

another tiring week. what a ride this is becoming! i wonder, will i look back at all this 3 years down the road and sigh with contentment or with regret? probably both. hopefully with more of the former.

school

2005-08-10T16:09:00.000+08:00

damn am i tired. sitting in the free access lab in ntu, the urge to revisit this relic of a blog suddenly hits me. now do i finally start to appreciate the intellectual freedom that being out of school once afforded me. suddenly there's so much to do, so much to learn, so much to get used to.

in a sense, we're always looking for freedom, and freedom is always lacking in one aspect or the other. so much for the american dream. why are humans always bound by such restrictions? or are these restrictions simply imposed subconsciously on us by ourselves? questions, questions. for another time and place perhaps, but there is never a proper time for that. or maybe any time is a proper time. i'll muse over that as i trot over to the mlt(main lect theatre) for my next lecture.

till then..

what? we're ord-ing next week? really?

2005-03-16T20:14:00.000+08:00

wow. i remember the eve of enlistment. i was watching gangs of new york with my friend, and we didn't stay to watch the ending because it was late and we wanted to rush and catch the last train home. said bye at the toa payoh interchange and i trudged home. did i feel excited? a little. did i feel scared? maybe. what would greet me the next morning when i awake, i wondered? seems like it's been such a long day. and as the twighlight of our time in the nation's servitude finally engulfs us. still it is hard to believe when everything u have been pining for so long finally comes to fruition, and it culminates in one day, indeed in that sweet moment we have all been waiting for. yes. we ord next week my brothers, my friends. we've been through so much together, but when we look back and think about it, won't we find it all a blur?

i hope the life's lessons of these two years and what we've shared together in hardship, through tears, sweat and laughter will stay with us for the rest of our lives. we don't have to recall the details, we just have to know it happened.

cheers. men of ajax battery 21sa, 2005

p.s. for the ptp guys, just hang in there a teeny weeny bit longer. =)

boulevard of broken dreams

2005-02-09T02:15:00.000+08:00

i walk a lonely road
the only one i that have ever known
don't know were it goes
but its home to me and i walk alone

i walk this empty street
on the boulevard of broken dreams
where the city sleeps
and i'm the only one and i walk alone
i walk alone i walk alone
i walk alone i walk a-

my shadow's the only one that walks beside me
my shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
sometimes i wish someone out there will find me
till then i walk alone

i'm walking down the line
that divides me somewhere in my mind
on the border line of the edge
and where i walk alone

read between the lines of what's
fucked up and every things all right
check my vital signs to know i'm still alive
and i walk alone
i walk alone i walk alone
i walk alone i walk a-

my shadow's the only one that walks beside me
my shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
sometimes i wish someone out there will find me
till then i walk alone

i walk alone i walk a-

i walk this empty street
on the boulevard of broken dreams
where the city sleeps
and i'm the only one and i walk a-

my shadows the only one that walks beside me
my shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
sometimes i wish someone out there will find me
till then i walk alone

-GreenDay

beat.

2005-01-22T16:01:00.000+08:00

i'm like, so tired right now. it's the weather. the pain in my foot. the stuffy air in my room that somehow threatens to overwhelm me. most of all it's the 2+ hours i spent in the sun just now. sometimes, in the comfort and coolness of my living room, watching as the sun beats down on the rooftops of the cityscape that defines the view from my window, i really am amazed that i even bother to get out there in the noon sun to run around kicking a ball around a concrete court(read: giant heat sink). all this in the name of soccer. all for the passion of the beautiful game. utter madness.

but then, mad people don't know they're mad.

first one this year, it's all out there.

2005-01-20T21:56:00.000+08:00

alright, i haven't posted anything since i first started this page in october and this is already the 3rd week of 2005. truth is, i lost interest in this whole blogging affair for a while. but i'm back, so i'll see if i can keep this up.

i've always had this attention deficit so i can't keep myself interested in something for too long, unless i've been forced to do so. apparently it's grown worse since i've entered the army. hopefully i'm not the only one who feels like this.

well i gotta say this has been quite an exciting year so far. finally, it's beginning to feel like we might actually live to see the our pink ic's again. yes, i ord this year, in just 2 months in fact. and for all u sorry bastards out there who can't even smell your ord date, all i can say is, your time will come. really my heart goes out to those in 21SA who have to watch enviously as i and the rest of my peers ord while they linger on in the thankless place that our commanders proudly proclaim to be the technological cutting edge of artillery.

we haven't ordeed yet but now we rest, clearing leave and bidding time, planning for the future and reflecting upon our lives, trying to get the rusty cogs and gears in our brains running again, playing games like maplestory and going back to camp for R&R once in awhile. for we are about to shake free from the shackles that have bound us in watchful weariness and reduced our aspirations to idle flights of fancies these long months. and once we do, there'll be a whole new rat race waiting for us.

saf - a view from the bottom.

2004-10-16T21:34:00.000+08:00

this is for those who ain't serving NS and just don't understand why we complain so much about it.

the saf is a unique government organisation.
just look at it. people of all races, of both genders, working in apparently blissful harmony, under superiors assigned to command them to achieve whatever end that is best for the defence and security of the nation.

there are 3 tiers in the heirachy of this organisation.

at the top there are the creme of the crop. the study awardees, the safos and president scholars. destined for the highest posts in the army, with the assurance of the continuance of their service in the public sector even after they've left the force. when we meet them they're our commanding officers, or newly promoted captains who're going through their pc or 2ic tours. these people rise extremely quickly through the ranks, become very rich in the process and are on the fast track to becoming singapore's ministers, whether u like them or not.

the second tier is vastly different from the first. these are the regulars. they sign on to make a living. to them it's a job like any other. they come to work at 8am and leave at 5pm, having lunch and two tea breaks before and after it. because this is their ricebowl, performance counts. promotions are fought for and raises eagerly anticipated. many of them earn much more than they're worth and most of them do less than they should.

lying at the bottom are the workers. the slaves of the nation. the nsf soldiers. from the day we enlist till the day we ord we are chained, bound to the drudgery of being at the beck and call of lazy, incompetent and insensitive losers who through unhappy chance happen to be our commanders. people who are: 1. too uneducated and too stupid to do anything about it so can only survive in the army or 2. too idle to fight for a living in the private sector. it doesn't matter if you're a specialist or an officer or just a drone. the same principle applies for all.

so you'd think everyone's happily working together don't you? dead wrong. the system of regulars taking care of nsfs during thier short 2 year stint is flawed. why? because the mentalities of the two groups of soldiers could not differ more. for one, nsf's aren't here by choice. regulars are. and, as i mentioned above, regulars need to perform well to get that promotion. nsf's could not care less. their ranks are decided for them based on their performance during bmt. and the rank will stay with them throughout the duration of their ns life as well. on top of that, whatever they do in the army will have little or no impact in their long term future, unless they commit a wrong so serious that it warrants a charge and a stay in db. therefore nsf's get by most of the time by saying serve and f*** off. to nsf's army is just a time of our life we are obligated to sacrifice. nsf's might just be the most unpatriotic of all singaporeans.

all shall fade.

2004-10-16T21:31:00.000+08:00

home is behind.
the world ahead.
and there are many paths to tread.
through shadow.
to the edge of night.
until the stars are all alight.
mist and shadow.
cloud and shame.
all shall fade.
all shall fade.

first one.

2004-10-09T21:47:00.000+08:00

so.
this is my blog, where i dish out details of my life and pieces of my mind to the people who care enough to want to know about me. it is also:

1. an outlet where i can vent my frustrations.

2. a good way to make known to everyone how bad the standard of my written english is.

3. a place where i can pretend to be damn sophisticated by posting seemingly deep, thoughtful or cryptic entries.

4. just the tip of a very big iceberg.

start.

2004-10-09T21:45:00.000+08:00

hi.