Thursday, October 29, 2009



meeting thomas for dinner in about 45 mins. which means i should have left house by now.

oops.

hectic hectic lifestyle these few days, been reaching home at 11 and chionging pw/council.

but it's fun and all.

i want to stay 32.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

[Outside my house while Alyah and Cindy are heading for Orientation Meeting]
Wei Ren: Ahhhh, what am I going to do for 3 hours? I think I might as well go home and sleep haha. Linus, what are you going to be doing?
Lino: Uhh... I live here.
Wei Ren: Oh right. Crap.

Short update:

Jarvis' birthday celebration was great. awesome people, awesome time. would blog more but it's not really that important to blog about.

internal debate now ( and discussion with wet ) about the Bible. Are the lessons from the Bible to be taken as they are? Should we apply them to modern societal views? or should we use them to shape modern societal views? Which should fit which? Where do I draw the line between being overly-'conservative' and overly-'liberal'. Is there a line?

The last question sounds dumb. but it's something I've been considering for ages.

And Hadi asked an interesting question today. Do Christians believe in the Big Bang?

If we believe in the Big Bang, does that mean God doesn't exist?
If we believe in evolution, does that mean God doesn't exist?

I mean, couldn't God have just created the Big Bang and Evolution? I know this is open to being ripped apart by any half-decent (Non)KI student out there. But it's my way of thinking. If there's an argument about whether God created something or X created something: God created X.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Lino: Damn bees.
Zhen Qiang: Why only the bees? Why not the As.
Lino: [Facepalm]

Lino: We totally need to go Kboxing man.
Ian: How about Zboxing?
Hadi: We should go Sboxing. Somalian boxing. [To Zhen Qiang] Have you ever eaten Somalian food?
Zhen Qiang; Uhhh, no.
Hadi: Neither have they. No food over there lurh.

Quotes section resurrected. Hooray!

I got 2.7m today.
In pinball.

I think that officially means that my life has been validated, and that it's freaking awesome marshmallowy goodness that now fills my life. Or something along those lines.

today was the first day of OGL interviews. Like mr hon said, it's okay that on the first day, things didn't go perfectly. The interviewees today kinda startled me though; those that I expected to do well didn't do so hot, and those that I expected to "screw up" surprised me with elaborate and insightful answers. Just shows that I can't really judge people like that I guess.

the OGL interviews remind me of the upcoming R&E and with that, the eventual stepping down of our council in 4 months. it's sad to be leaving council work. Despite all the bitching we do about it, it's always worth it in the end; it's always with joy and pride that we look back on the sweat blood and tears. but more importantly, it's the council term that ends, not the council. we're 32. no matter what happens, we're 32.

you see, friendship isn't defined by how far we are physically apart from each other, or by whether we're J1 or J2, or whether we're in JC or we're in poly. it's defined by the people who put in the effort into the friendship.

I like that phrase.

It's the council term that ends, not the Council.

ahhhhhhh schoooooooool.

okay, i'm in school now and it's about 20 minutes to chinese, excuse me, mandarin lesson. and i hate sketchup.

Monday, October 19, 2009



tomorrow's ogl interview.

ooo
i like da powah.

real updates some other days. don't feel like writing about the past days' experiences right now.

Friday, October 16, 2009



today i learnt that it's really not just about me, it's about others. i'm sorry, so sorry =/ but i'm so glad that we're both united so strongly by Christ and that His love for us allows us to love each other ^^

just blogging before starting on wr and completely losing the urge to blog and to live.

and i'm off again.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009



sweetness springs from hardships.

though lit isn't out yet, i think that my results so far have pretty much taught me a really valuable lesson when it comes to work.

it's really not secondary school.
it's really not vs anymore

jc is different. jc is SO different. and it took me almost an entire year to realize this. what's scary is the thought that i'm going to write this blogpost about reflection, about self-realization. and then i'm going to go right back to being that same person. that's scary. that's very scary for me.

i feel really sad when i see my classmates. i feel so saddened because i see the effort they put in, all that hard honest sincere work. tutorials and assignments, they do it. they write out full worked-out solutions as i sit there twiddling my thumbs and hoping my teacher doesn't pick on me to answer. the day before the exam, they're revising their work as i play dota and wonder if i can pull off an Olevel-Midyears-Promo magic hat trick.

well i somehow did. yet for all their hard work, they didn't.

a conflicted mind rests within me now; logic and what i presume to be human sentiments are warmongers. from what i can hope is a logical point of view, hard work does not necessarily result in results. that is, amount of work isn't directly proportional to results produced. considerations such as hard working encompassing smart work aside, they didn't get the results they "should" have.

even considering that the hard work did not encompass smart work, surely the effort that they put in should have justified receiving some marks right?

that's what human sentiment tells me. it's not compassion, and certainly not pity. perhaps it's just that sense of human brotherly-sisterly love that lies actively dormant in all/most humans; a dim candle that only flickers briefly to let you know that it still lives, yet fills your heart with a warmness that can both comfort and constrict.

yet logic's case is clear. if they did not work smart, why should they get results? they are not entitled to the results. the exams demand certain answers and i feel that regardless of whether one thinks or feels that these answers are truly answers, attempting to circumvent is foolhardy. a change from the bottom up is difficult and sometimes, almost-impossible. i suppose this point could be expanded further, explained a lot better but it requires clarity of thoughts and a rigour that the fatigued mind and body of mine cannot and will not provide right now.

i'm torn, not confused. i have no doubts as to the circumstances, it is not a matter of 'why isn't it this instead of that'. rather to me, it is a simple question of 'where do i stand'. when reason and emotions wage war within me, no one else but God can ever understand the pain i feel inside. no words can ever express the turmoil. perhaps i'm being melodramatic. or perhaps i'm just being honest.

perhaps, just perhaps, melodrama is honest.

i want a prayer session with the councillors. i want to let them know that God's alive and well-within our lives. His holy spirit is within us, not without us and He's truly infused into every single aspect of our lives. we need to learn to trust in Him.

i need to learn to trust in Him.

and i'm off again.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009



yay, dinner with hadi/marshmallow + hannah/charizard + weiyeat/sulfur at BBQ chicken (it's BBQ not Barbeque!) was awesome. as always.

*edit*
I was just going to leave it as above but for some reason i feel like blogging more haha. Wuthering Heights by Kate Bush is wonderful; the vocal acrobatics are just orgasmic. Kinda prefer Hayley Westenra's version though; it's not as punchy as the original but she seems to contain more of Cathy's pathos and spirit and ultimately that's what counts yeah.

results haven't been too bad. it's not amazing, but it's decent, higher than what i expected for maths and chem, yet lower than expected for econs. very disappointed in chinese; although it's more because i dropped from 1st in class to 3rd with an abysmal 68. at this rate, that A for chinese seems to be so very far away!

Saturday, October 10, 2009



council dinner is the love. council people are the love.

okay so it wasn't really a council thing, just 5 awesome people eating dinner, playing SSM and 5 playing pool (1 owned, no prizes for guessing who) but it was a day made of sheer pwn.

oh, one downside. stupid me tripped on my earphones and kinda yanked out one part. it still works perfectly, just that one adjustable section is not working quite so well (read: frictionless). nevertheless i <3 style="font-weight: bold;">orgasmic joy experienced while playing music, it was already 45 minutes before i was going to be late. serangoon to bedok is not a short journey as anyone not living under a rock would know and EVERYONE knows Lino HATES to be late. i flew out of the house and to the bus stop where the bus was just pulling away. Calm and composed (as always), I flailed my arms wildly in a desperate attempt that paid off.

turns out i was 15 mins early. singapore must have shrunk, oh wells. now we're an even more insignificant dot on the map! hurrah and cheers for all. the skies opened as I reached bedok and stood inside the mrt station whilst it poured cats, dogs and several warking penguins outside. kenneth reached, then hannah and xinyi was late so we went around scouting for places. bedok is a trove of stations to be sure. once xinyi came, we journeyed to macs for breakfast/lunch and had uber conversations about the teachers and council. then it was another journey around bedok in 80 minutes. for some reason, most of our stations are around playgrounds cause playgrounds symbolize fun, laughter and cheer and that's what council is all about.

finally finished, came back home (I effing hate pokemon battle tower) and dota/soulcalibured my brain into non-existence planes of exuberance. soon it was time to go clarke quay CITY HALL for dinner. hadi was already there so rather than abandon a dear friend, i rushed over. this time i was delayed not by the piano (the mahjong 2 metres away from the piano terminated any hope anyways) but by my vanity. it did not work out well.

got crushed in the human traffic jam at dhobyghaut/city hall. the sheer amount of people there is horrible. a small defenseless youth like me can easily be smashed and trampled upon. oh well, survival of the fittest I guess. wish I had suven to protect me with her ahncient egypshun lashar beems

dinner at thaiexpress was epic because of the following:

ordering dishes in thai was epic thanks to hadi's gai thom gah krapow( we have videos )
shootshagmarry
apparently I married and shagged a dustbin (love knows no bounds)
Man cream (As reminded by Hadi)

pool was momentous (read: epic) win as well. weiyeat is imb4haxxor and needs to be nerfed

and i need to effing sleep now. kthxbai!

as stated by hadi and hannah, council is the love. and it's 2 months of council.

does life get any better?

going to suntec now for dinner with the councillors. life rocks.

Monday, October 05, 2009



iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit's not fair that lit has 1 extra paper while every other damn h2 subject ( and every other subject in general for that matter ) has got only 1 paper. and because of that i have a bestinking paper tomorrow afternoon while the rest of council is happily gallivanting around preparing for J1 bash *spluttergurglechoke* not fair not fair not fair.

and maths was kinda easy omigosh. and since lino finds it easy, anyone who actually studied is going to find the paper practically force-feeding you marks. it was -that- easy. okay, it wasn't like that that easy, but it was pretty easy. like i can sub-pass easy. and if i don't subpass, i shall seriously consider whether maths is part of my life (it's not).

and i'm off again

Saturday, October 03, 2009



Damn I really need to start blogging regularly again. then again, gah, it's just not that fun to blog anymore. seriously. i need to start blog-hopping to make life interested. eh councillors with blogs, leave your url on my tagboard lurhhhhh. i need my blogging social-circle thing back, i wanna be a beautiful social butterfly goshdarnit!

promos have been like a pseudo-suckfest. or maybe it's just cause i wanna think i'm going to do badly cause i probably will, and if i think i'll do well and do badly then it'll be like hadi's BAMCROTCHSHOT incident. which is like getting a punch to the chesticles and that is epic phail. but, damn, i think it went decently. that's what i thought for midyears, and hello 32.5/80. can you say phail? i can. m-y-r-e-s-u-l-t-s.

and we're supposed to be bowling on monday when exams end. that's awesome sauce, really. like majorwhoopass shizz hanging out with the councillors without having to worry about things like the charge of a Sodium Ion ( +1 btw ) and what Linton whined about to Catherine in Chapter 874125 of Wuthering Heights ( his complete lack of testosterone ) and other exam-related hallucinations.

drugs make you hallucinate about butterflies.
exams make you hallucinate about what makes butterflies fly (upward thrust?).
drugs make you do stupid things like pretending to be someone of another sex.
exams make you do stupid things like trying to find out a rabbit's sex based on the provided data of the three generations before it (hint: check if it has a vagina asswipe)
drugs make you sleep.
exams make you sleep.

If exams don't classify as biological warfare then clearly there's something very wrong going on in the world of today. perhaps it has something to do with the whole new fad of Ice Lemon Pee now being sold at every major conveniencestore/mini-mart/fastfoodoutlet/urinal that tastes exactly like what it sounds.

and i'm off again, my brain fluttering to do something else. like taking a damn bath cause i haven't bathed at all today. goshdarnit, hygiene at the expense of studies? never!