Friday, November 02, 2007 -

Hi Folks.......another quick update from me........I just finished going through my Market Research notes for like the 4-5th time in preparation for my MR exam on monday so I thought I'll blog since I finished earlier then expected today..........that and I'm bloody irritated staying in my living room because of that moaning pair of cats under my block that are deep in the throes of their passion.......goddamn man......4-5 times a week I can hear the cats making the loudest moans I have ever heard.....I live on the bloody top floor in my block and I can still bloody hear them.......MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOWWWWWREEEEEOOOOoooow.......REEEEEEEEEEoooooow I swear these two cats probably has a better sex life then my whole block put together or the entire Bukit Panjang for that matter.......hahaha.....I think I'm gonna hire Germaine or someone to blow at them during their lovemaking and piss them off.....hahahaha.....Germaine if you're out there can you help me take care of these two cats....don't kill them.....just make sure their eyes can't open and they don't move at all.....you know....put them in one of those "hovering between life and death" comas all your hamsters end up in....hahaha


Alright..........enough talk about...puss.....err...cats......this whole month has been studying,studying and more studying...........I think one whole month of studying is probably a bit too long for me.....the 2-3 weeks in ploy was just nice........well anyway I think I got my groove back.......I think that I'm almost back to my oldself again as far as memorising is concerned.......


If you're my neighbors or my family members you can hear me shouting nonsensical words throughout the month of october......that's how I memorise my stuff......if there are 12 atrributes or points in the slide, I just take the first alphabet and make my own nonsensical words....

Knowlege
Ideas
Perceptions
Order of presentation
Lifestyle
Attitude
Norms
Interests
Likes/dislikes
Activities

AHA!! .....KIPOLANILA!!.........you can hear me exclaim make-believe shit like that all the time at home...........COBLANIGA!! WWEFUABITO!!!! CABKIPME!!!..........I sound like some tribal chief doing an ancient war chant all day long or something.....freaks my parents out.....The worst is when the words don't sound good when its read out loud like CRBLLNRR.........those don't have a nice ring to them so for those kinda words that don't sound good I make low growls and animal noises like......CRBLLNRR will be broken into a series of growls like CR-BLL-N-RR..........that's even worse because instead of sounding like a African tribesmen.....I sound like some down-syndrome patient with speech impediments who can only communicate through a series of blinks and noises........hahahaa


Only one subject proved quite a handful, buyer behavior.......the notes are one ring-file worth and it would be practically impossible for a normal human being to memorise everything..........but I did manage to memorise everything once through, line for line.......that was the first week of studying.......fast forward to the 4th week, I found that because of the sheer amount of info...I could'nt hang on to what I've learnt.......Anyway I only had 4 days before the test and if I had it my way I will just plough through the notes learning everything.......but then this time was too much so i wised up.....I started highlighting important stuff and internalizing stuff.......not memorising but internalizing stuff............so anyway I think this new, "smarter" way of studying worked out pretty well in the end..........I was so frustrated using my old way........so I guess old dogs can learn new tricks too.....hahaha


I'm looking forward to having a short break after the exams...........its been really tiring, after two years of army I jumped straight into University without any break or rest.........I think I'm going to relax and train up for the last two weeks of November.....rest and detoxify myself....do whatever recreational stuff I wanna do....and starting December, I'll either work part-time and start taking driving lessons...........after army....I just need to be on the go.......I can't burn 2 months at home enjoying life and reading comics and watching DVDs like I used to............I think my lifestyle habits have had some major changes since then.............I could afford to burn a week procrastinating back in my poly days.......now I think its better to maximize my time........make something out of it....Not like I'm getting any younger.....hahaha



Speaking of that.................after my BB exam on tuesday, I went with Felix to Bukit Panjang Plaza for some food and to chat a while.......and I met my old english teacher, Mrs Maddhu..................so damn nice to meet her again.....the last time I saw her was 7 years ago when I got my o'levels results.......I absolutely adore meeting old faces....y'know people you were on good terms with but haven't though about them much at all for many years......its always a pleasant surprise......


I know I'm infamous for mocking teachers......in fact its one of my major in U...ahahaha.....but I've never mocked this particular teacher, Mrs Maddhu..............she was an awesome teacher man.......patient,nice, soft-spoken and well-tempered.............you'see me and those secondary school friends that I was closest with....we were a bunch of slackers and kinda rogue-ish but we kinda had our own code of "Ethics and principles" as well..........hahaha....unbelievable but true.....the nicer and more patient the teacher is, the more we respect them and don't mock them......the fiercer they are, the more intolerant they are about our antics.....the more we'll hound them.......hahaha....my class drove 2 teachers mad in our 4 years there so when I mean hound...I REALLY mean hound...hahaha.....one went to IMH and never returned to class the other took a long leave of absense...like 2 mths...haha


Anyway I remember her getting pissed with the class only once, and it was a funny incident.......haha......she assigned us some homework or assignment that was difficult to do and If I remembered correctly....like 90% of us went to school without doing the English assignment so hwen Mrs Maddhu got to to class.....she told us without any hysterics that If We're not bothered to do our work then She would'nt be bothered to teached us....so with that she took her bag and stormed out of the classroom's front door.......BUT immediately after walking out of the class she came back in through the back door of the class..........so everyone was wondering what the hell was going on? Why did she walk out from the front door and walk in straight again from the backdoor?!...........hahaha.....turns out that when she stormed out, My Principal, old black boy Gopal Saminathan was doing his rounds around the school and walked passed the corridor so she was taken aback and went straight back in to the class.....hahaha.....EVERYBODY burst out laughing at her....hahaha........and then well she decided it was better to stay ...hahaha


Anyway it was great to see her again.............she looked exactly the same as 7 years ago....whenever my sec school friends and I meet, we always talk about her when we discuss about our old teachers......we don't go back on teacher's day anymore because my school is just so radically different now.....everything is so proper and all the students are meek as mice compared to the kind of havoc we wreaked.....hahaha......but she was very nice to us and we'll always remember that.......and treat her in kind..........well she said that she can't believe its been 7 years since we last met......and that its been a long time and I spent 10-15 minutes with her....updating her on how some of the guys are doing now.........where I'm studying now.....blah,blah...


She can't believe that my friend Sakthi, who was once this laidback,smart-mouth slacker who would tease and mock every teacher he could get his hands on would end up being a teacher himself now................how time flies and things change.......we had a good laugh about that.....and I wished her well and thanked her and told her it was a pleasure meeting her again after all this time......


Its strange how things have turned out isnce secondary school...........my entire concept of time between secondary 3-4 and now is just kind of a blur........it wasn't all that long ago to me in my mind......but goddamn, the facts says otherwise.........its been a solid 7 years........holy hell thats long......I don't even know whether I have changed much since then.........or Am I a completely different person now? I'm still full of crap and laid back but on the other hand I am much more responsible and disciplined now..........I don't have the kind of energy now though............when I look at some of my old friends, they kinda behave and talk the same but there's something different about all of us........our eyes, they look more tired and weary...........I don't see that same mischievous spark and wild abandon in any of us anymore....even the most playful and wilder ones have all been kind of tamed.......some of them are even married with kids.......hahaha....its mind-boggling.....


I remember going to Ngee Ann poly with Felix for lunch a few months ago........and there was this Singh guy sitting in front of us and I recognized him..........its was the little Singh Boy who lived behind my father's bicycle shop........we used to cycle and play together from 4 to 6pm everyday......I was primary 5 or 6 and I think he was in Primary 3.........that small kid with his two front teeth missing and his hair in a ball was now a 1.8m-ish tall full-grown Singh with a full turban a completely bearded face...........there's no mistake, I remembered his face......it was surreal man..........haha


At this age, its weird.........you're not too old neither are you that young.....you're kind of making the transition from teenager/young adult to a full fledged adult..........there's a bit of childish-ness mixed with cynicism and weariness..........all sort of existential questions are popping up.......you can no longer let your hair down as freely as you used too, there always some kind of weight or issue you're carrying around..............but on the other hand you realise all this is a necessary progression everybody goes through...........either adapt or die....either shape up or be left behind in life.......and you start wondering what can you do to succeed and stand out from the others....to prevent yourself from becoming some wage slave......chances are only 10% or less are those that really attain some level of notable achievement in life.....the rest are all the same.... just studying for the first 1/4 of their life, working for the next 1/2 and succumbing to the ravages of old age and disease in the last 1/4..........if that's all there is to it....then its all just kinda bizarre....hahaha...... wow.......really optimist and go-getter I am eh?hahaha


All the exams stress plus all these heavy contemplation is making me a certified grouch....hahaha....I've been watching seasons of seinfeld and comedies like Hitch, As Good as it gets, the Wedding Singer and About Schmidt to perk me up........haha......Hitch was quite touching and funny and As Good as it gets is one of the most well-written romance comedies ever......Jack Nicholson and Helent Hunt are awesome in it.......its about her this single mum/waitress makes a eccentric, sarcastic old grouch with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder want to be a better man in life....nice stuff.....


Well..........enough of the heavy stuff,......speaking of bizarre.......yesterday was bizarre, I went down to town to pick up my comics and I reached home around 7.30pm and then there was this old indian lady who called my house, demanded to know who call her, screamed at me and kupped my phone.....damn man.....it was insane and I did'nt even know that Bangla beeyotch..... this is a rough script of how the conversation went:

Unknown Indian woman:" Hello.....who called me??"

Me: "Hello who is this?"

Unknown Indian woman:" I want to know who called me, your house number is on my ID......who called me?"

Me:" I don't know who called you, I did'nt call you and there's nobody home now so I don't know who called you.....who're you?

Unknown Indian woman: Your number is on my ID.......where do you live, go ask your housekeeper and other family members.....somebody called me...tell me your parent's name....."

Me:" I'm not going to tell you anything.....there's nobody home now except me so I can't ask them anything....who're you?"

Unknown Indian woman : "I'm Nelly....I'm sure somebody called me from your phone ,its in my ID!!"

Me:" I don't know any Nelly, there's nobody here and I'm the only one so I don't see how anybody here could have called you."

Unknown Indian Woman: " THEN WHO CALLED ME....DID THE DEVIL PUT YOUR NUMBER IN MY ID???wWHAT IS YOUR NAME, GOT GET YOUR HOUSEKEEPER!"

Me:"...............maybe he did......I don't have any housekeeper and I'm not going to tell some unknown person ANYTHING."

Unknown Indian Woman: "OK DEN THE DEVIL PUT YOUR NUMBER ON MY ID LAR......YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE EDUCATED......YOU'RE A REAL RASCAL YOU!!!!

and she hung up on me.

OOOOOooooooooooooooo.....I'm a weal wascal.....I'm a weal wascally wabbit.........If She's Nelly then I'm Lil' Bow wow......Bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yay get off my phone BEEYOTCH!!!.........Nelly sia..... Well If your second name ain't Furtado...I don't know you and I don't wanna know you fool!!!! Nelly Nelly bo belly banana fanna fo Nelly, Fi far fo smelly,Nelly!!!!


Damn man.......crazy indian lady............I just hope she's not one of my mum's senior citizen friends that go for the same handi-craft course as her......hahaha.......otherwise its going to be awkward......haha....oh well maybe she forgot to take her medication....I recommend 2 tablets of cyanide a day after meals, drink lots of battery acid and two spoons of patented nitro-glycerine..........lucky I like indians and old people......otherwise I would have let fly the tamil expletives......"You pundak......cannot locate who called you ar??....den call woonberde-woonberde-woonberde and ask the police for directions you kunji munji para chee sunni!!!hahahaa


Well folks...........that's about it for this update...........exams are finishing next week.....den I get to rest for a while then its my birthday...........another year older......whoop-dee-freaking do.......hahaha.........well maybe it'll be fun.....haha......

The last and final time I was excited about my birthday was probably when my mum got me a Ice-age build it yourself T-Rex skeleton toy with miniature caveman plus an action figure of Krang, the pink brain from Teenage mutant Ninja Turtles.................I could'nt sleep a week before my birthday......hahaha......and when my parents bought me the Thundercats mini-race set with hand-controlled vehicles and tracks....I knew I was honor-bound to provide for them for the rest of their lives ....hahahaha....

Back then anything makes me happy....50 cents magic tricks like x-ray glasses, fake blood, fart gas capsules and dinosaurs that grow in water made me gleeful as a pig in mud....Now? You could invite me on stage with david blaine,david copperfield and the re-animated corpse of harry houdini and I'll be like " Ok....thats nice......tell you what why don't you just saw me in half and let's call it a day?"........hahha.....well alright enough crap......that's about it, Till next time then......

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