Archive for November, 2003

I’m at McDonald’s KAP now,

Sunday, November 23rd, 2003

I’m at McDonald’s KAP now, waiting for a friend to come over to study together. Yeah, I brought my laptop here, because according to my other friend, it is possible to use the Wireless Internet here. It turns out that it doesn’t work, or maybe it’s just with my computer. But anyway, I didn’t come here to use the Internet, so I guess it’s quite alright. I brought my Computing stuff too, so I guess I’ll start studying after I’ve finished typing this.

Aaargh, I want to go to toilet! Where’s the guy? I can’t possibly leave my laptop here, since I’m currently alone. And darn, my handphone went out of battery! I really should’ve recharged it last night. I didn’t since I thought 2 bars would be enough to last me through the day. It turns pout that it’s not enough, since I sent and received a lot of messages earlier today.

I went to Clarke Quay and Spotlight at Plaza Singapure yesterday to buy stuff to create a teddy bear. My friend will teach me how to do one. Hmm… I think I’m quite interested in arts and crafts nowadays.. Well, it WAS my hobby when I was a kid. But ever since I entered Secondary School, I stopped doing so, since I didn’t have enough time to do it.

Oh anyway, it was dinner time at PS when we came, so my friend and I sat together with some people from another JC. They were talking about the Physics papers that had already past. There’s this guy whose logic is quite funny… They were talking in Chinese, so I didn’t understand what they were talking about. But my friend told me that they were talking about the question on op-amp. It was supposed to be non-inverting op-amp, right? Now this guy insisted that the op-amp was inverting!

And then they were talking about the question on the graph of pV against p. Another guy insisted that the answer is the one where the graph passes through the origin. He said, “It’s a graph of pV against p, right? So what happens to pV when p equals zero? It’s D, confirmed already!” Haha… Oh well…

So anyway, after that I decided to be evil to them and to my school (I was wearing the school T-shirt). So I started complaining to my friend about the A Levels. And I purposely said to him that “I still have so many papers.. Computing Paper 2 and Physics Papers 3 and 5, and also Physics S Paper”. I was also complaining that I actually don’t want to take S Paper, because I was too lazy to study for them. Well, although those were my actual complaints (yeah, I do regret taking Physics S Paper since it took up quite a lot of my time without any significant benefits), my friend was mentioning that I was very mean to them. They were already struggling with their Physics, and I was happily talking about S Paper in front of them. Oh well, as he said afterwards, it’s their fault not to be in AC for six years.. Hahah…

I finally got back my autograph book from CM, after she kept it throughout the exam period. (Hey, not really her fault, since it was exam period after all). She ended up writing on another piece of paper instead of inside my book.. (So she could have returned my book and let me ask others to write inside the book while she’s writing on that piece of paper… Hmmm..)

Ah, he comes finally… Just went to the toilet to release tension. Feels so much better now.

So yeah… And the thing about her entry is that, besides her usual decoration (which obviously looks so much better than my decoration on her autograph piece), I found the entry quite interesting too. Very touching, in fact. Now I know something which I never knew before. Well, provided that she wrote it honestly. (which I trust she did, otherwise she wouldn’t have written in the autograph book, right?)

I’m running out of battery now. In fact I’m turning my LCD brightness to very low. Actually I wanted to talk about Singapore, so I’ll do that the next time.

Till then!

do you know you can

Wednesday, November 19th, 2003

do you know you can lose your job for what you’ve posted on the net? this guy just got kicked out of microsoft’s print shop because he posted something on his blog:

http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/business/146115_blogger30.html
http://www.michaelhanscom.com/eclecticism/2003/10/of_blogging_and.html
http://www.michaelhanscom.com/eclecticism/2003/10/even_microsoft_.html

in case you happen to be reading someone’s blog when you’re working and suddenly your boss comes, here’s a tool that can save you: it’s called web fire escape. it looks something like this: . when a user clicks the image, he will be redirected to another place, or he can even choose to have a fake ms word or excel spreadsheet to be opened. more info is at http://weblog.garyturner.net/escape.html. to choose your escape root, you have to go to the website and edit it yourself. otherwise, you’ll be redirected to google instead.

update: archives and backmob templates

Wednesday, November 19th, 2003

update: archives and backmob templates have been updated. the new colour scheme looks fine on the library’s computer screen. but i don’t really trust library computers. how does it look like on yours?

whoops… forgot to edit the

Tuesday, November 18th, 2003

whoops… forgot to edit the template for backmob and archives.. so both sections still look horrible. i’ll do it the next time. all inconvenience is regretted.

ok, i’m kinda bored so

Tuesday, November 18th, 2003

ok, i’m kinda bored so i changed the template of my blog. enjoy.

by the way: it’s getting closer to first anniversary of my blog…

i had a weird dream

Tuesday, November 18th, 2003

i had a weird dream again last night. i was… stabbed by someone i wouldn’t have expected to do so.

it all started with me thinking: “everything that happens has a meaning”. and then i had a premonition, that someone that i cared so much stabbed me using a knife.

so after that, i went to school. upon entering lt1, i saw that particular person. and she called me. sensing something was amiss, i hastened my steps inside, in the midst of the flow of people into the lt. however, she managed to catch up with me, and all of a sudden, she just whipped out a penknife and stabbed me on my left arm. blood started gushing out and people started to become agitated. however, somehow i managed to walk to the right aisle of the lt. by then blood already soaked my left side of my uniform.

in front of the lt, the ‘teacher’ was somehow someone i recognised. it was cgl (the scone one). so i called him.. mr. chew! but he couldn’t hear me. and somehow it didn’t occur to me too to just walk down the aisle to talk to him.

but anyway, the next scene saw me in the carpark, with mr. p talking to me. somehow the knife is no longer there and blood on that part of my body had already dried. “sir, shouldn’t i go to the hospital?” “if you want to go to the hospital, just go by yourself!” he said. it was so different from the normal mr. p that we know in school!

but anyway, the next scene was non-existent as i woke up.

but then… “everything that happens has a meaning”. so what is it this time?

i read this advertisement about

Monday, November 17th, 2003

i read this advertisement about a course in some institute here in singapore. it’s a course to get you a diploma in airline transport. well, basically you’ll become an airline pilot in the end. frankly, i was very interested in becoming one. ok, i’m not interested in becoming one of those fighter pilots at all. but becoming an airline pilots is, well, one of my dreams. now you know why i have microsoft flight simulator in my laptop, eh?

however…. my mum seems to be too paranoid about it. when i talked to her last night on the phone, she told me, “you can become anything but a pilot.” why? because she saw on tv those idiots who flew too low and crashed into a tree in a plantation, killing everyone on board.

well, i think flying is as safe as driving, provided you have the necessary skills. just look at those idiots who drive too fast and crash into other cars or buildings or trees. aren’t they the same as what i said above? if you’ve applied enough caution, i’m pretty sure it’ll be alright.

of course, we also see cases where plane crashes because of foggy environment or bad weather. but isn’t it the same risk if we drive a car on the same conditions on a highway?

but anyway, it will take time to convince her, so for now, what i’ll probably do is getting my degree in engineering first, before going on to get a diploma in airline transport. if i were to get one at all.

my brother will be coming back to indonesia next week, and he may be coming to singapore to help me carry some of my stuff back. i’m so happy! it’s been quite a while since we’ve met each other. the last time we saw each other physically was probably during the december holiday after the o levels. the following december holiday, i flew back to singapore with my sister a couple of days before he flew back home, so we didn’t get a chance to see each other other than on the phone.

oh, does anyone have a tool to disable your dvd region limitation? i need one, because the dvds that i want to rent are always either region 1 or region 3. my dvd player can support only 5 times of change, and i’ve changed it twice already, leaving me with only three times of changing the dvd region code.

for those who don’t know, dvds are split into 5 regions. region 1 is for us, 3 is for south-east asia and the pacific region. the other region codes are for other regions. so if your dvd player can only play dvds from a certain region (say region 3), you won’t be able to play dvds designed for other regions (say region 1). this is good in a way, so that you won’t be able to pirate dvds so easily and export them to another country.

however, think about it this way: let’s say you’re on a holiday to the us. then you saw this very cool dvd starring keanu reeves, arnold schwar-whatever-whatever, and a couple other actors and actresses, with special limited-edition packaging and a bunch of bonus features. and it’s on sale at only USD 9.99. and it’s only available in the us. the catch: it’s for region 1 dvd players only. that means your singapore dvd player won’t be able to play the dvd, since your player is using region 3. so what can you do then?

Hello… I’m typing this on

Friday, November 14th, 2003

Hello… I’m typing this on Lua’s computer. And yeah, I’m at Lua’s place now. I know, I know, I’m quite crazy, staying over till so late after a devastating computing paper. Computing paper sucked, by the way. Well, I did crap my way through, as usual. Hopefully the Cambridge guys will accept my answers.

Hey! Lua’s asking me out! For supper at the Cheese Prata shop! Oh, whatever.

I wasn’t myself on Wednesday. Really. I just… didn’t really feel like myself. A short nap put me back to close-to-normalcy though…

Oh anyway… No mood to blog now. Maybe I’ll just post up this article which I just found on the net. It’s what happens when someone you don’t want to read your blog do so. The original is at http://www.theonion.com/3944/news3.html

A copy of the article is below


Mom Finds Out About Blog

MINNEAPOLIS, MN—In a turn of events the 30-year-old characterized as “horrifying,” Kevin Widmar announced Tuesday that his mother Lillian has discovered his weblog.

Above: Widmar, whose blog was recently discovered by his mother Lillian (inset).

“Apparently, Mom typed [Widmar’s employer] Dean Healthcare into Google along with my name and, lo and behold, PlanetKevin popped up,” Widmar said. “I’m so fucked.”

In an e-mail sent to Widmar Monday, Lillian reported in large purple letters that she was “VERY EXCITED :)!!!” to find his “computer diary,” but was perplexed that he hadn’t mentioned it to her.

Upon receipt of the e-mail, Widmar mentally raced through the contents of his blog. He immediately thought of several dozen posts in which he mentioned drinking, drug use, casual sex, and other behavior likely to alarm his mother.

“I don’t have one of those sites that’s a big tell-all about one-night stands and wild parties,” Widmar said. “I mostly write about the animation I like or little things that happen to me and my friends. But there are definitely things in there that I wouldn’t, well, write home to Mom about.”

Fortunately for Widmar, Lillian’s comments about the site indicate that she has not delved deeply into its contents.

“Mom’s main comment was that I look tired in the photos from my birthday party, so I’m guessing that she didn’t get past the first page yet,” Widmar said. “She will, though. She will.”

Widmar said he expects his site to provide Lillian with ample cause for worry.

“Even on that benign front page, she found something to freak out about,” Widmar said. “She read the entry for Monday, where I mentioned how much I hate my job, and e-mailed to say that she hoped I wasn’t thinking of quitting in this economy.”

“Mom had a fit when she found out that I put my television on my credit card,” Widmar added. “If she reads about how I was with my friend Jayson when he got pulled over for drunk driving, I’ll never hear the end of it.”

“Oh God,” Widmar said with a gasp. “Three days ago, I wrote something about buying pot!”

Widmar said that the idea of his mother immersing herself in the boring details of his life is just as frightening as the idea of her discovering his misconduct.

“Really, the blog is just a record of what I think about the world and how I spend my free time,” Widmar said. “In other words, exactly the sort of information that no 30-year-old wants his mom to have access to.”

Widmar said he imagines his inbox filling up with e-mails containing elaborate questions about an off-hand comment on Kill Bill—or, should he appear to have too much free time, requests for him to come and visit her.

“I know enough not to tell Mom that I’m seeing a girl until it’s serious,” Widmar said. “Now, she’s going to know exactly who I hang out with, where I go, and what I spend my time doing on a daily basis. I am so in hell right now.”

“God, my links alone contain unlimited fodder for Mom’s neuroses,” Widmar said. “She’ll have access to not only my life, but the lives of all my friends who have web sites. She’ll have the names of all the places in Minneapolis where we hang out, which she can—and will—look up. With the raw materials in my blog, she could actually construct an accurate picture of who I am. This is fucking serious.”

“To think that I was happy that Mom was e-mailing instead of calling ever since [Widmar’s sister] Karen got her online last year,” he added. “I didn’t see the danger.”

According to Widmar, there’s “no fucking chance” that Lillian will simply give the site a cursory look and never return.

“Mom loves hearing every boring detail of her kids’ lives,” he said. “She’d want to know what I’m eating for dinner every night, if she could. This blog is like porn for her.”

“Come to think of it, why do I sometimes write about what I ate for dinner?” Widmar asked.

Seeing his blog through his mother’s eyes, Widmar said he knows there’s no way the site can remain unchanged.

“I know Mom will instantly become the site’s most avid reader and most vocal fan,” Widmar said. “As I write it, I’ll think, ‘How would Mom feel about this?’ Even worse, I’m sure she’ll give the address to all our relatives.”

All of the tactics Widmar has considered to divert his mother seem unworkable.

“I could take it down for a few weeks, but I know she wouldn’t just forget about it,” Widmar said. “I could edit the site and send my other readers through a back door, to another blog just for them. But, I mean, that’s just ridiculous.”

If Widmar starts a blog at a new address, without his full name this time, he said he risks losing “close to 100″ regular readers.

As of press time, Widmar had not decided whether to shut PlanetKevin down.

“The clock is ticking,” Widmar said. “I’ve gotta act fast. At this very minute, she might be reading about the time I did Ecstasy last summer. If Mom finds that entry, I can pretty much count on our conversations for the next year being centered on the dangers of drug use.”

f maths was surprisingly simple.

Friday, November 14th, 2003

f maths was surprisingly simple. weird…

but now i’m very worried about computing. which starts in one-and-a-half hours time.

wish me luck… if you happen to read this before the time the paper starts.

somehow i’m feeling psychotic today.

Wednesday, November 12th, 2003

somehow i’m feeling psychotic today. although maths paper 2 went just fine. haiz… it was quite alright i guess.