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A Time for Everything

a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.”

- Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

A friend pointed out this verse to me the other day. Thought I liked it.

i thought it’s all already decided. just when i thought i would end up in nus, taking electrical engineering, another option pops up. that is, the option of going to australia. which i used to think about the last time when i was taking my o levels. well, this time, it’s the same thing all over again. furthermore, the teacher-in-charge of spectra confronted me that time for me being unadventurous.

i’ve never thought much about what i’m gonna do after jc. until the mid-year of this year. then i thought of going to nus, without much thought about which course i’m going to take. and then i decided to take electrical engineering. and now, after much thinking, going to australia is an option. no, no, it’s not just because of the comment of the teacher. yes, i did think about it, it’s just that i’ve never brought it up until this time. the way i see it, if i go to australia, i would have a lot more experience compared to if i were to stay in singapore.

you see, i don’t like the idea of leaving what i’ve been used to. i’m having difficulties even talking about this, because everytime i start talking about this, i’ll be on the verge of crying. yes, it’s the thought that i would have to leave everything, everyone that i’ve grown to love throughout my stay in singapore behind me. pretty much the same feeling as i had when i had to move to singapore after my indonesian junior high school. but that time i was not so close to my friends in school, which was why i adjusted to singapore pretty quickly. and now… after that period of time in which i grew closer to my friends, it becomes hard for me to leave it all.

so, it’s not everytime that i ask for opinion from you, readers of my blog. but i need it now. so if you have anything to say about this, please say it. now, i know that there aren’t that many readers of my blog, so please don’t comment just to be the first or just to make sure i’m not heartbroken because there’s no comment at all. please comment sincerely. for a friend of yours. well, that is, if you think of me as your friend. thanks.

meanwhile, my plan is that if i really go to australia, i would come back to take my PhD here in singapore. that is, if they allow it. if not, then i would continue in australia. otherwise, if the plan doesn’t work out, i would be continuing my studies in singapore. in either case, i’m going to miss you all. very much.

Update: According to my friends, six-pointed stars are not satanic. Rather, they’re sacred to the Jews. In fact, Israel’s flag has a six-pointed flag on it.

Here are two song clips for today:
Aselin Debison’s To Say Goodbye To You
Mocca’s Secret Admirer

To be safe, I lower the quality of the songs even further. Enjoy!

Mission 2 Accomplished.

The object (code-named SiaJ) was successfully deployed to the target. And while contemplating on the thought of whether I would die, the target called in to say one of the parts of the object is satanic. Bummer.

Cryptic? It’s for me to know, and for you not to find out.

But still, the best part is that she (hopefully) didn’t misunderstand the intention of me giving the thing. at least, that’s the impression that i got later on, while talking about the satanic part of the object. and as always, i said the wrong things, and…. blah. maybe it’s not a good idea to talk about it now.

Anyway…

today (or rather yesterday) was one of the most retarded day for my friend and i. fine, it’s not really the day. but rather, it’s the way we deployed the objects (his was a BiaPB). so this is a narrative of what happened:

it was a rainy and humid afternoon. so i went to this food court at Tiong Bahru Plaza to have dinner with some of my friends. dinner was a kimchi noodle, which looked much like indomie in spicy soup.

so after checking for any price tags and polishing our BiaPB and SiaJ in front of yoshinoya, we went to send a message to L in order to obtain their location. L told us they were back at taka, at a restaurant opposite yoshinoya. retarded…

so we walked back, and then messaged L to tell her to pretend to go to the washroom so that their location can be pin-pointed. But L told us that the target wanted to go too. retarded…

and while looking at the stuff at the stadium, the beacon was received. they were pin-pointed again to be at m1 shop. which is just next door. retarded…

so we walked out, and coolly walked towards the location of the shop. and then there it was. our target. talking to L and someone else. and then realising the risk of being seen by our target, we pretended not to see the target. so we walked into the shop instead and pretended to take a look at some new communications device, something that people call a handphone. and we did this right in front of them. with us pretending not to see them. retarded…

and when we turned around, we saw the target walking away, out from the shop. but we were not fast enough. the target was gone within seconds, and we received a message from L that the target saw us and decided to move off as we ‘looked scary’. whatever it meant. retarded…

so we decided to just be aggressive and put on a search mode for the target. meanwhile, we sent a message to once again pin-point the location of the target. L finally told us they were near konica. so we turned around, since we were walking away from konica then. retarded…

before we finally officially accidentally met them, we attempted a last try to pretend not to see them, although i realised that it was too stupid and decided to just walk up to them instead. so there it was, the two objects, deployed to the target successfully.

but it was fun. and kinda retarded too.

so after that i went to clementi with the friend i was walking with, and had supper with him. and talked a lot about stuff. and boy, we realised that we have a lot in common! things like our interests, our problems… and finally, he’s one of the newest people in the list who actually know who the target is. and yes, we shared a lot during supper. pity that he’s going to us next year.

and gosh… whoever’s idea was that to include a six-pointed star together with the others in the jar… haiz…

Hello… To someone:

It has been…
58 weeks since the e-mail was sent.
57 weeks since you asked.
55 weeks since I started being burnt out.
53 weeks since you asked again.
52 weeks since I told you.

Happy birthday… someone… My best wishes for you in the coming year.

Mission accomplished.

So… ~200 stars. Instead of the 150 that I estimated earlier. More detailed statistics will come later on.

I was in my not-so-happy mood last week. And here’s a song that I liked:

“Say Goodbye to You”
written by Stephan Moccio and Murray MacLauchlan

Wish I could whistle down the Northern Lights
And send them dancing all across the night
Maybe then in my memories for saving
One last time you’re on the hill waving from afar
One last glance or two and I’ll say goodbye to you
It breaks my heart in two, to say goodbye to you

http://www.memixdirect.com/acatalog/Basic_Productswatches.html

Quite useful watches….

How-kay…. Let’s see what kind of Bulk Mail I have today…

Guaranteed Investment for your future. Bah.
Get your new car. Yeah sure, I can drive.
Get your complimentary Matrix Reloaded DVD. Watched already. too bad.
Beautiful Greetings. Not interested.
Breast enlargement cream. Wtf?
$50 gift card from so-and-so. Yeah sure, but first, give me your credit card number so I can withdraw a $1000 transaction fee.
Someone has a crush on you! They always do.

and the list goes on and on.

After so many days of not checking my e-mail. i’m left with something like 140 new e-mails, 96 of which are spam. i’ve always hated those spam mail. furthermore, they don’t even check the gender of their victim! ok, so i have a 10% chance of me being interested in e-card greetings, but never in my wildest dreams would i need a breast enlargement cream! oh, please….. can’t they just leave us non-interested people alone?

but anyway, i went to watch budak pantai concert yesterday at the esplanade. it was free admission, which was one of the reasons why i didn’t mind going. of course, other than the fact that they’re quite good. if you don’t know, budak pantai is a local a capella music group, who sings, in my opinion, light-hearted songs such as ‘modified’ my heart will go on, and some boyzone songs. they’re very funny… the way they carry on with their performance was hilarious! example: due to the number of people coming to watch the show, some of the people had to sit behind the performers, i.e. the choir seats. so halfway, they turned around and introduced “for the first time ever in esplanade history, the budak pantai choir!”. dots. after that the lights were rotated so they shone on the ‘unlucky’ group of people.

and yeah, maybe i should also tell you that i went there with two of my friends. one from acjc, one from sajc. both are indonesians. don’t worry if i had asked you and you said that you couldn’t make it. i’m not gonna be angry with you. promise!
the night before that, i watched final destination 2 on dvd. but the stupid censors were damn irritating! they cut off all the gory stuff! wasted my $2.50, man…. and furthermore, they made the cuts very obvious, like for example suddenly the music skips. anyway so i decided that i have to get the uncut version, and managed to borrow one from my laotian friend. and yes, that’s more enjoyable, despite me watching it like the third time in 2 days.

anyway, the story itself is quite scary. imagine death stalking you. imagine that you can just die by some freak accident because you were meant to die by some ‘more proper’ accident but somehow you managed to cheat death. imagine that you were saved from a car which almost hit you, only to come home and find yourself killed because some brick dislodged from the roof and hit you. in fact, all the deaths in the movie are quite tragic.

and the premonition thing is quite freaky too. imagine knowing that you will die in two hours’ time. isn’t that more scary than not knowing that you will die?

Oh, it turns out that Mocca is actually an Indonesian music group. No wonder it was so hard to find the song… Info at http://www.mocca.songsfrom.us/

- Hey, do you talk to [some girl’s name] often?
+ Of course.
- You call her, do you?
+ Yeah. You see, sometimes if I’m bored, I go and flirt with girls.
- Oh.

A short conversation between me and a friend. Guess which one I am.

By the way, I just found out the name of a very cute song that I listened to long time ago. It’s called Secret Admirer, by Mocca. I think. The lyrics are quite cute too. I’ll upload the song the next time.

My silly admirer
[’cause I do miss you so…]
My handsome admirer
[’cause I do miss you so…]
Dear secret admirer
[’cause I do miss you so…]
‘Cause I do miss you so
[’cause I do miss you so…]