Seriously i procrastinate way too much. Ha!
Anyway exams are over! But i’m feeling shaky about this. :S
I wanted to blog this a long time ago, but it’s not too late right? It’s still 2008!
Yes i led my team Carnage to victory on 12th October 2008. We played hard, fought hard, and emerged victorious!
Photos in my flickr set though, and i’m already lazy to blog. More tomorrow!
Cheers! 
Have you ever experienced this recurring haunting of your own incompetency? It’s almost like a nightmare that doesn’t go away. You know you are in trouble and you try hard to run away but your legs are glued to the ground and just won’t move no matter how hard you try. And in the end?
You die.
Or something like that.
I’ve never liked school; not because of studying and projects but more so for the fact that i have to live with what ‘allowance’ i get from my folks. It’s not a lot, it’s enough to get by and that’s it. There’s no margin for error.
I’ve never figured out the importance of saving because, simply, there wasn’t enough to begin with.
I think i’ve done myself in this time and it’s going to be a long route upwards.
What’s this to do with the nightmare? Cos’ i get this vicious cycle all the time and i have to bear with it for another year and half before i can do something about it.
I was really going to talk about the Nike 10km Human Race but i guess i’ll do it tomorrow or something.
Go to hell, projects.
Dream your own dreams, folks, because eventually you are going to fighting your own demons.
Cheers.
Just turned 23 on 23rd and just having some random thoughts.
Am i famous? No.
Am i successful? No.
Have i achieved anything? No.
Have i accomplished anything? No.
Pretty much still a bum, then. But in no way am i pessimistic or discouraged; i think of it as a longer route to success. I must achieve something! Whoever reads my blog must, and will, too.
School projects are breathing down my neck but it’s fun; not that the pressure is fun, but the people i’m hanging out with is fun.
Birthdays aren’t important anymore, at least that’s how i see it now. I remember going KTV with my bunch of friends who can’t speak mandarin to save themselves, i remember a Japanese dinner with my family, i remember a steamboat dinner, i remember a couple ang baos and 2 cakes(!), a Mont Blanc key fob and last but not least, a Hugo Boss perfume which i’ve been using intensively these days.
Thanks for the memories, everyone.
Baby Samantha! I seriously just want to squeeze her cheeks.
The Sis; my dearest little sister
Shaye and Joee
Aaron
Joee and Aaron
Grace the Atas
Anne
Nike 10km Human Race coming on Sunday! I’m doomed.
Time, to, sleep.
Wow, i realised i haven’t been typing for a while already. Thanks to MJ and Mingfu for the note.
School’s start all over again and it seems this semester is going to be tough, especially with all the projects; I’m taking a break from a mini essay assignment for this entry.
Haven’t been taking pictures too so i apologise for all the boring text. Forgive me! Well, life’s been good for me and i hope it’s just the same for you, my friends.
Inadequacy is this instance of feeling lacking, or insufficient. I don’t know why i’m feeling this now but it just happened after talking to someone; it seems like i don’t know enough, i don’t have enough, i don’t do enough, i don’t _ enough. Go fill the blanks.
Been sighing quite a few times today already and i can’t figure out why!
I promise pictures soon.
Have a good one, my friends. 
Briefly,
- SPNS Leg 2 is over! My team got 4th
- School’s about to start and i cannot wait
- Bad move, bad move
Oh well, it’s all good!
This week was rough, boy. I don’t even know where or how to start.
First i met an accident in Geylang and the whole family, or at least my mom, broke into rage. Having no chance to explain myself, i soaked up all the verbal abuses like a sponge. Just like growing up all over again.
I had someone who stood by me, but that’s what got me confused.
The entire Friday was spent at home thinking about nothing; all the thinking almost got me suicidal (actually, no la) but i kept thinking about things. And it just worsened after a chat with my sis.
I don’t feel like typing things out here.
For those concerned, you know where to get me.
Have a good day, you blessed reader.
Hot signals + cold signals = lukewarm response
Simple, eh? Not so.
Let me put this straight: By my previous post, some of my friends have called me anti-government. But truth be told, i’m not. I could be jailed for blogging anything more touchy than this so please spare me.
Anyway PBAS announced that the Singapore Sports Council is sponsoring the SPNS Leg 2!
Extracted from the forums:
SPNS Leg 2 has moved a step forward in terms of recognition and sponsorship. I am pleased to announce that the Singapore Sports Council has shown their support to the Series by agreeing to make a nominal financial sponsorship for SPNS Leg 2. Their support is appreciated by all paintballers in Singapore and we hope that SPNS Leg 2 will impress them further to provide larger support for paintball subsequently.
Here comes Singapore Sports Council into paintball…
Jane
President of Paintball Association (Singapore)
I might be an angry person and maybe a bit too sarcastic for my own good but i’m not ungrateful; so yes, a sincere ‘Thank you’, mighty Singapore Sports Council!
Now we’re talking!
What’s next? Ben “BC” Chen and Tom “Tanker” Lee are having some plans up their sleeves so watch out for the Paintball revolution!
Okay this is perfectly random, but i seldom take this off my wrist. (I know it sounds disgusting to some)
It took Casio almost a month to fix the battery and change the strap loop, and they gave a really ugly one. But anyway i’m glad it’s back already and i can finally rest my Guess timepiece.
I’ve got so many thoughts running in my head but i think i can summarise them in a line:
I’ve forgotten how to woo a girl already! 
Bumming is such a luxury.
Stay well, folks!
There are 101 ways to know you’re obsessed about something.
I had a nightmare couple nights ago; i bunkered someone but the paints refuse to burst, they just hit the guy like marshmallows crashing on him and the paints just roll off him.
I’m scared. 
I need sunshine.
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