Eternal.Darkness

Thursday, April 28, 2005

ok so finally syf is over. after months of preparations. we got a gold. so did mgs, st nicks, and a few other schools as well. Ri got honours. Dunman High got honours. but NANYANG got honours as well. and CHINESE HIGH got gold. something's wrong here. it should be the other way around. omg. how can chinese high be on par with us. they are like way above us.

i'm not pissed that we didn't get honours. sure it would have been nice to have those two extra words behind our gold. but we got what we deserved. chinese high didn't. they deserved more. and nanyang didn't deserve the honours.

here's the thing. we managed to procure a copy of the grading sheet a few minutes before the results (don't ask how), and we saw that between a regular gold and an honours gold is a difference of five points. so just 5 more points to our score and we can get an honours already. so what is it about nanyang's performance that gave them the extra edge, and what is it about chinese high that pulled them down? no one knows except the judges.

so now i'm ponning school (legally i'm on mc) trying to catch up with homework. stupid la. so much work. and common test starts next week. omg.

speaking of which, for those who dion't already know, here's the difference between a common test and a mid year exam. it has nothing to do with percentages. it has very little to do with psychological destressing. it has everything to do with the fact that we have to be in school the whole day for common test. for example. i think on the tuesday. the first paper is history. second paper is core maths. which is at 12 50. however, those not taking history (and that's most of the ib cohort) have to be in school at 8. therefore we'll be stuck in school for about 5 hours and are supposed to spend it studying. how fun.

oh well. life sucks. what to do. better start on homework.

crap i want that deuter bag.
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"Green Day - Holiday"

Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame
The ones who died without a name

Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protestor has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side

Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)
A gag, A plastic bag on a monument

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

"The representative from California has the floor"
Zieg Heil to the president gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

This is our lives on holiday (feedback continues into boulevard of broken dreams)

Aizat looked up at 4:46 PM

Saturday, April 16, 2005

*note to kentay. ok i've linked acxis. happy now?*

ok so i haven't updated in about 5 days. nothing to report on anyway. basically i think this blog is gonna rot again. oh well. no. it must not rot. must be disciplined. must maintain this blog.... ok i'm losing my mind again

ok it's confirmed. i'm sick again. wth la. sick all the time. blardy hell

i'm pretty sure everyone knows by now that we lost the rugby finals to saints. haiz. to any ruggers that read this, i truly bow down to you. you had so much pressure on you to bring back the trophy this year. you played amazingly well. shannon. gordon. david. jj. abraham. ben koh. all the others that i didn't mention. you put up as good a fight as any. maybe you lost, but you went down fighting. no one can dispute that.

and of course, the saints were too busy celebrating to realise that one of their own team members had fractured his arm. typical

don't worry. there's still next year. especially the IB guys. you'll have your chance next year.

today was the inter scout troop soccer comp. ok so i came just in time to see the final match. but we won. that's all that matters. fahrul, ian, shane, and the other sec 3s whom i don't know your names. good job

damn i have so much homework to do. time to take panadol again. oh well. the story of my life.

i have to start taking protein i think. else i'm gonna be stuck with my puny self.

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can't think of a song to put here right now

Aizat looked up at 8:52 PM

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

haiz. another week has passed. at least school's becoming a bit more tolerable. especially core maths. thankfully i haven't seem to have had any core maths homework for some time. which is good. core maths homework is boring. a maths is fun. it's challenging. i actually need to think. core maths is a waste of time.

haha finally got the dumb romanian song. Dragostea Din Tei. which means... *checks translation* something to do with linden trees. whatever the heck they are. but it's a nice song. a happy happy joy joy song.

WOOHOO!!! New record for 2.4 km run!! i'm not sure of the exact timing (didn't stop my stopwatch in time). but jamal was at 9mins 40 secs, and i was ahead of him. doesn't matter. i'm below 9.40, so that means i broke my last year's timing. YAY!!! time to celebrate. too bad i can't get gold this year. screwed up my standing broad jump again. wah lau. dam wasted. everything else so far is an A except broad jump, which is like an E.

and finally the class forum has been set up. it's completely out of point. especially Bob the Pirate, and his adventures with Lawrence, his foot (seriously). it's one of those random neverending stories you find all over forums. but at least now we have a class forum.

k this post is yet another dumb wasted one. ah who cares. it's my blog. you looking for a fight, come find me.

*punch punch kick slap pinch punch headbutt punch kick roundhouse-kick*

ok forget it. i'm in no mood to fight right now.
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so my patience finally paid off. but it seems the joy was short lived. i was hoping something would change. it did, but it seems not in the way i wanted. oh well. there's always my personal motivational mantra.

i am alone. i am alone. i am alone. i am alone....

oh wait. that's not the motivational one. ah yes. here it is

patience....

Aizat looked up at 10:34 AM

Monday, April 04, 2005

today was monday. the most pointless day of the whole week. it's so damn slack i don't usually see the point of coming to school other than to waste time. and stupid rain. can't even play soccer. wah piang. so sian. the only reason i'm going to school now is cause of soccer.

quick recap.

friday: the main day was quite pointless. april fools' day. couldn't think of a prank to play. ah who cares. to lazy to play one anyway. scout meeting was fun. cause we played soccer the whole 3.5 hours plus. ok so it was wasted. who cares. it's worth it to play soccer.

saturday: thankfully no chamber. so i got to sleep in. spent the morning reliving my childhood by watching saturday morning cartoons. pokemon. gundam seed. gransazers. justice league. it's so fun to just separate from reality. to just forget all your worries for those three hours. and enjoy life as it was 6 years ago.

sunday: yet another wasted sunday. went for tuition in the morning. then came back home. was so damn sleepy. so i went to sleep after lunch. around 1. then got woken up at 3. cause ivan needed me to do some stuff for him. and i couldn't go back to sleep after that. grrr. oh well. so another wasted day.
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i've waited for so long. everyday i think of nothing else. but it seems i'm destined to wait longer. but for how much longer? how much longer can i wait? day in and day out. i dream. i think. i wait. and wait. for as long as it'll take, i'll wait. because i know that in the end, the waiting will pay off. or rather, i hope it will pay off. i want it to pay off. but it all goes back to waiting. i just have to wait. patience. maybe it's a test. a test of whether it's true. whether the bond is forged of steel or of copper. whether it will hold when put under pressure. or it will snap at the slightest tension. but again. the waiting. i'll just keep waiting. and waiting. and waiting.....for as long as it takes....

Aizat looked up at 8:59 PM

Friday, April 01, 2005

ok i'm bored now, and since i have some free time, i'll attempt to update. can't think of anything to type here though.

yesterday went for Muse concert, a combined concert between acs i, acs br and acjc bands. not too bad, but acjc was out of tune from the first note they played. three cheers for the acs i percussions!! marcus low and gang. they are amazing. too bad i had to sit along at the top gallery, where i couldn't see shit. even better, the lights directly above the stage were actually below our seating level, so it seemed as though the stage itself was glowing, since the lights themselves couldn't be seen.

think i'm gonna fall sick soon. again. dammit. here i was just beginning to fall into my routine again, and i have to fall sick. grrr. and my hair looks dam weird. like, it looks as though it's balding at the sides. oh well. at least i won't have to cut it for a while.

crap. i've sent a hell lot of messages this month. i'm like 2 messages from going over limit. thankfully today is the last day of the month, so i will refrain myself from sms-ing anyone tonight.

ok i'm tired. and i have nothing else to say. so i'll stop here.
to the quartet who's playing at masterclass right now, good luck, god bless. hope you get to the esplanade.

5-5. how could you. it's just wrong.

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No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies

[Chorus:]
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like i do, and i blame you!

No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

[Chorus]

Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4]

No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes

No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies

[Chorus]

No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.

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