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Sunday, November 30, 2003

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Saturday, November 29, 2003

Friendship Day 

Sometimes, spending a day for a blooming friendship can be worthwhile. It helps when one who's having a broken heart, a puzzled mind and a groggy body to sit down and have a long small-talk with a friend. Heart healed, mind cleared, body invigorated after that. But it ain't easy thinking how to thank and repay, as nothing should be taken for granted without showing gratitude.

Well, friend, thank you.

Friday, November 28, 2003

Test of commitment 

Dawn training tomorrow. 6.45 - 8.15 am, RJC.

Man, I'ld be complaining my head out if I'm not the captain. =P Think the 5 of them are really great guys, didn't at all grumble about the purported aburdity. Kai, Chiam, Zhaf, Ray and Don, you guys rock.

Was really upset yesterday, when Gabriel Pang and Hong Yi refused to join RJC after so much that we've done for them. 2 appeal places wasted. Sigh. What's more, even Derrick Guo says that he might not be coming to RJ after all due to HCJC's attraction as one of the basketball schools. Thought that I was gonna be disillusioned for quite a while, but Sarah's encouragement was really the antidote. Thanks Sarah.

Oh well. I don't really know where's the light for us at the moment, but at least, we've secured one RI basketballer. Haha. Someone help us.

Wednesday, November 26, 2003

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Discovery channel 

Yesterday was well spent outside. The brotherhood as ex-classmates could still be felt when Eugene pulled me along with him to town, goofing our time away after training. Wenta have Sakae Sushi buffet and had a very enjoyable talk we’ve both been missing since after the RI days. Talked about almost every other thing, and reckon he totally took pleasure from my stories and so did I. Oh well. That was the nostalgia of an old friendship. By the way, Sakae Sushi buffet was way out of the moments of joy, as it was actually pretty crap when I realized that they’ve took away lots of sushi that were in the buffet the last time.

Got to know the famous Dalena after that. (hahaha) And caught Le Papillon with them. Short interesting French drama, which was pretty enlightening about life. Reckon it was one of the best low-cost movies I’ve watched, having its settings in the picturesque country sceneries in central France. Well, it was quite something to do when one tries to match translations from Française to Anglais in his mind to the English subtitles. That reminded me that I hafta galvanize my French some time, soon. =P

Think at least a third of the RJ Arts Fac was down at Cineleisure yesterday. Chee Cheong and classmates, Eugene and classmates, etc. This made me think of the good, old RI days when one’s close with almost every other batch-mate. This is really one of the cons being in S05A I thought, when we share lectures with all other faculties but not really close to any, even our own CPS Fac. The warmth of being an Arts student could be felt immensely (made me wanna be a part of them though, frankly). Arts Fac, I reckon, is incontrovertibly the closest-tied faculty around. Oh well.

Saturday, November 22, 2003

Don't know what to say 

Zero appeal successful for both boy and girl basketball teams. Sadness. But on the brighter side, we've been training really hard these days, 5 trainings in 4 days every week. The improvement is rather encouraging, but not enough. Oh well. In other words, think we really some good new j1s.

For quite a few days I've been dreaming about the same thing. (This really corresponds to Sigmund Frued's "The Interpretation of Dreams" which I've been reading lately.) Feel like calling instead of sending phone messages, but don't know where to start and what to say. Sigh. After all these years, I've realised I'm still the way I was.

Wednesday, November 19, 2003

Bad hair day? 

Didn't know my hair had been really that annoying to people, seriously. Thought it was pretty nice, till I heard loads of comments on it. Haha.

Before:

Chiam's class: "VS hair"
Wing Yee: "You know my friend said your hair looks like curtains"
Ray: "Any other hairstyle's better than that"
Terence: "Your hair's just... Whatever"
Someone: "Jack has a bad hair day everyday" =(

After:

Netballers: "Your hair's nice, very nice"
Kai: "Not bad, not bad"
Ray: "Better"
Junming: "Not bad what"
Ziming: "Quite nice"
Benedict: "Jack! Your hair sucks!" (Erpx..)

Anyway, I'm pretty happy for myself, for having at least the courage to pull myself to the hair salon and before knowing it got my hair cut short. Yay. By the way, I'm gonna spike my hair tomorrow (first time in my life okay). =)

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

Smitten with the verisimilitude 

A wonderful afternoon spent with Mengxin. I lost 4 games to her in pool to make her day, while her encouragement to me, in spiking my hair up at Pointer’s when I was in the ambivalence with zero confidence, made mine. It was totally enjoyable being with her immersing in her inadvertent friendliness. Reckon it was surprising to the both of us that we did have a lot of stuff to talk about, out of nothing.

Anyways, had a groundbreaking haircut, which was totally astonishing to myself as I’ve always been too concerned about image and didn’t have the guts to have my hair cut short. It totally spiked up my life! It was even more so when the netballers at Paragon gave their commendations. Hahaha. Thank you Mengxin. (This was what the hairdresser told me to do as she herself was rather impressed of her oeuvre. =P)

Think tomorrow will be the first training without the Chinese scholars and also the last training with solely J1s. Many of the prospected Sec 4 players will most probably be joining our training from Friday, if not next Monday, onwards. Here we go. Here come the new challengers! =) I’m really psyched up.

Sunday, November 16, 2003

None of your business 

Jack the loser. Jack the irritant. Jack the extra.

I didn't comment. I have no comments. I shall not comment, on all these, crap, which were tactlessly told.

Anyway, think I'm moving soon, most probably towards the west, away from insensitive "friend(s)". But reckon I'm gonna be rather sad too, as this will also leave me alone in the west. Don't really know anyone who lives in the west well but hope new friends will be made gradually while old buddies won't be lost either.

Oh well. Everything can be a blessing in disguise, which awaits to be discovered.

Saturday, November 15, 2003

Talk basketball 

Had a talk with Kai and Ray (also know as Rene now) this evening after basketball at RI and pool at Ang Mo Kio, about basketball of course. Reckon I'm back at the starting point of a full circle again, not to talk about where's the starting point. I have to play centre/power-forward, again. This is getting frustrating as I've tried to play as the small-forward throughout this year but the team failed me somehow. Too many guys are asking me to play back my role as no one purportedly has the jumping ability, skills or height to be the centre, even Kai and Bo are reluctant to go under the basket. And talking about height, think I'll be the shortest centre ever in the tornament next season. 'Tis sad. =(

Everyone thinks we are a team of novices. That's great. That's what we need to become the underdogs. Like CJ's said, we just wanna thrash all those people someday. You wait.

Thursday, November 13, 2003

Jack the Loser 

If you wanna have a taste of mixed vodka, never try Hooper's Hooch Blackcurrent. It's just Ribena plus Tiger Beer. But I was lousy enough to get a little high just because of that. =P

Metro CIP was dreadful, really. 5 hours made my stomach turn thrice, at least. Hah. Luckily there were the constant entertainment from Karen and Clara. "Bund is fun!" That's lame, and obviously came from me. I'm feeling quite guilty for signing up to this torturous programme for my team now. Don't know how will they feel but hopefully I won't get many complaints from the guys.

Wednesday, November 12, 2003

Do you use an Erickson phone? 

Mr Dave Erickson's great. His coaching philosophy's pretty much similar to mine, less of monotonously plain physical drills but more of a set of technique-based ones which at the same time builds up our fitness. Perhaps this was the first training, I was amazingly not tired at all after the 3 hours. First time in 6 years feeling that I could still move a mountain after training. Yay.

The championship dream has been revived. His gonna teach us the American style of play and perhaps counter the conventional Singaporean ones. We have a chance, again, to be the underdogs! I'm just overjoyed with that thought now. Hehe.

By the way, Ray was mad just now, referring to himself as The One, Zhaf as The Two and me as The Three. Tonnes of lame jokes blurted out from him for the whole evening, and what was the most humorous moment was when he dared Zhaf to lie on the road for 10 seconds and guess what, clever Zhafri really lay on the road and got honked at for quite a while! Haha. Reckoned I was accompanied by two madmen homewards.

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

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After the rain 

Walked along Orchard Road alone yet again today, searching for myself. Still couldn't find anything inside me nor even calm down to think. Reckon I should learn from Jem in To Kill A Mockingbird and only think in absolute quietness sometime someday.

Visited Opera Gallery. And met Wing Yee, surprisingly, alone, too. Think this is the first girl whom I know seen in a gallery. That tells quite a bit. Anyway, did a little bit of catching-up with the Sales Manager Mr Stephens. Reckon it's been such a long time since my dad or I have seen him that it took him a while to believe that my name's not David. He's become older, as I found few strands of grey hair on his head, But his English has improved, and he no longer calls my dad "Hhhhen" instead of "Ren". Haha. Reckon he's some man, gotta learn lots of stuff from him in the years to come.

By the way, just watched Minority Report on VCD. Pretty cool but there isn't that much action as I'd expected from a Cruise movie. Thank you Yeo Feng for the VCDs.

Monday, November 10, 2003

Puppet Workshop 

PW is harshly rigid. Forcing us to follow the exact "formula" to do a project simply can never inspire creativity. Don't know what the Ministry is thinking about and what the geppies in there are doing, most probably getting sick of all the unappealing administrative work and slacking their heads off, but we here are swearing even with our toes at this absurdity everyday. Hah.

Sunday, November 09, 2003

After a while 

Think it was just me. I've been too concerned about the team and stuff like committment. After some reflection, reckon I should just let things be and stop being constantly afflicted and perturbed by basketball like a dying man grasping for breath seconds before his death.

On the other hand, PW oral presentation is on Tuesday! Yay. Reckon it'll be another fun hour entertaining the MOE examiners, not the last though, because my group has been picked to be recorded on video after the exam for future reference by the Ministry. =P Going Yeo Feng's house and then Carol's restaurant tomorrow. Gonna enjoy some tastebud savour with her seafood delights again. I'm drooling already, at the right things this time. Haha.

Saturday, November 08, 2003

A Mess 

It all sparked off by some purportedly committed basketballers who did not at all show enthusiasm in the weekly RI basketball old boys' reunion. When basketball is in concern, to a true-hearted Raffles basketballer, what PW and what violin lessons? Unlike core sports like rugby and softball, we've got no money, no sponsorship, no resources. All we've got is ourselves and committement. When the committement disappears, so does Raffles Basketball. I have no idea why one still does not receive well the fact that every Saturday is basketball day with "double trainings" and come out with various absurd reasons to slack. If you want to slack, quit Raffles basketball, immediately.

Other than that, problems surface after weeks of abbeyance. Don't want to disclose all our secrets but the thought of the team of previously hard-core committed guys shattering into pieces and going back to square one due to the foreign sex just makes me mad. The truth can be acerbic but this is gonna be an unsolvable problem if we are gonna be stuck here forever. Fate help us.

I'm just feeling Blurry right now, like this,

Everything’s so blurry
and everyone's so fake
everybody’s empty
and everything is so messed up
preoccupied without you
I cannot live at all
my whole world surrounds you
I stumble and I crawl
and you could be my someone
you can be my scene
you know that I’ll protect you
from all of the obscene
I wonder what your doing
imagine where you are
there's oceans in between us
but that’s not very far

(Puddle of Mudd)

We hafta help ourselves after all, I reckon.

Thursday, November 06, 2003

Face? 

Didn't know my team's been at the centre of arguments and even my name was briefly mentioned at Raffles Basketball egroup until CJ told me just now. Those old boys are funny, going off-track debating among themselves about loyalty between RI and RJ instead of discussing about whom to employ as the new Raffles coach. Haha.

Nah told Kai and I that we're probably hiring an American who's teaching at the SAS as the new RJ coach because the RI coach refused with the reason that he's got no time. Mr Franks. Perhaps he can be our saviour. And also the contact with the SAS (you know what I mean, guys). Hahaha. Can't really imagine what it'll be like having an American accent on the court instead of the usual Singaoporean Mandarin. Think it'll be pretty cool. Or at least, hope so.

Wednesday, November 05, 2003

Last Night's Game 

PJC vs RJC
59 - 26

It wasn't depressing surprisingly. Reckon at our current level the 10 of us have done a pretty satisfactory job against the 20 of them (including lots of familiar faces) last night. Scored 8 points yesterday, didn't meet the target of 10 points. 0 out of 5 3-pointers was like a bash on my face as for 3 times I thought I had buried the shot. Hah.

Loads to learn. Hafta begin now.

Monday, November 03, 2003

People 

No idea why Sarah became suddenly depressed this afternoon. Perhaps she's just like me, turning depressed at wierd times with lightning speed. Hope she'll be alright soon.

Sometimes, people just change moods too quickly that it's difficult for friends to comprehend. Guessings are stupid, as that often end up leading to enormous troubles, like those painful lessons I've really gone through with ugly scars. Well, think when one's emotional, it must be due to some of one's own reasons that we do not know of. And we should be accomodating. Always.

Sunday, November 02, 2003

Shore to shore 

Came back from Art Retreat just now. Wu Guanzhong's oeuvre was amazingly interesting. I've finally realized why he's one of the most distinguished Chinese artist in the Western history of art. Elements of the Western oil can be found in his Oriental ink and color. Simplified broad strokes of ink comparable to that of Claude Monet's taches of unmixed pigment, are meaningful and exotic, presenting mesmerizing Eastern themes of suburban life and landscape with awesome visual effects. He's the man. I just love some of his paintings like "Li River", "Jade Pond", "Courtyard" and "A Pair of Swallows". They simply cause immense pleasure upon experiencing the deja vus and familiarities of the Sino countryside.

Oh, besides the point, this man's also my parents' teacher in the university. No wonder my dad rocks too. =P

Saturday, November 01, 2003

Moment of Anguish 

Coach Kuang Ngee came at noon to bid goodbye to us today. And telling us his "reason" of resignation he tried. It was RI's fault. He was cut by the school without a clear reason, just like a player being cut from his team every time. we felt sorry for him, for such a great coach is jobless other than coaching a girls' team which is i suppose extremely degrading, and very frustrated by the RI and RJ administration. They suck big time.

Nah is totally irresponsible. Told me that I shouldn't be over-reliant on coaches and suggested why not just read basketball books! What a statement there. Quote Ray, "why does Lakers still hire Phil Jackson if they can just win by reading books?" This is sad, unacceptably. The final answer given was that if the new nerdy looking RI coach doesn't wanna coach us, we'll be left rotting next season without a coach at all. I don't wanna be the player-coach, seriously, because not only I'm not qualified and experienced enough to be one, it'll definitely affect my performance on the court by at least a quarter. Considering the fact that I can't even be 40 percent psyched up during games nowadays, I'm just gonna die man. Hate this school. Career ruined.

Don't know what to do really but reckon we'll see what'll happen next tuesday. An away friendly against PJC. We're gonna kick butt.

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