Polaris: MSN

Hello.

I'm here to promote my MSN. Mugging Society of Njc.

Visit http://muggingsociety-njc.blogspot.com/ for more details.

You can contact me anytime if you want to join, I'm in the process of creating application forms.

This is serious business, nationals are coming up.

ambivert: a sunday afternoon

j1 life is so sickening. lectures lectures tutorials tutorials homework homework tests tests exams exams. basically that sums up everything we do. and what's the point of doing all these? so that we get a good foundation for our future careers and stuff. not being too pessimistic, but i still have to say, Le Sux (ernest's awesome tagline).

anyway, here's something that has been bothering me whenever i have nothing important to think about. its pretty pointless-philosophy, but nonetheless it keeps you sound as an intelligent human. its about the present.

we always think that we're living in the present, but the moment of present is so infinitely short-lived and non-existent that it seems that its not the present anytime. what does that mean? for example, you are now reading THIS WORD. but a fleeting instant later you realise that the "present moment" you spent reading "THIS WORD" is gone. it just went into the past.

we've all been experiencing this transition infinitely since birth. looking at the big picture, you realise that life is just something of your memory, and the present moment is just an illusion. and then there comes unanswerable questions, like "if the present moment is infitely short and non-existent, why are we here at 16/17 years of age instead of 70 years of age?" and "are we real at all, because when the "me" of the last moment disappeared into the past, he ceased to exist and got replaced by "me" of this present moment. and soon the "present me" will cease to exist too."

these questions make no sense, because they arent questions at all. for questions to exist, there must be a way to answer them. but the only answer that you can find is "its just liddat lah."

i dont understand what im bothered about too. so at the end of the day i get bothered about something that... is not anything at all.

[end of nonsensical part]

here's an interesting (but hideously unfortunate) article brought to my attention by my mom.

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http://news.yahoo.com/s/cpress/20070120/
ca_pr_on_od/oddity_cellphone_lightning

Malaysian student killed by lightning while using cellphone
KUALA LUMPUR, Malaysia (AP) - A Malaysian student was killed by lightning as she answered her cellphone in Malaysia's Borneo island state Sarawak, a news report said Saturday.

Chai Ming Hui, 23, was taking refuge under an umbrella with two others when her phone rang during a thunderstorm Thursday, the New Straits Times newspaper reported. She answered it and was struck by lightning, causing severe burns, the paper added.

She died minutes later after being taken to the main hospital in Kuching, Sarawak's state capital, the report said.

Her friends were only slightly hurt, it said.

Officials at the Sarawak Hospital were not immediately available for comment.

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... and i thought i was suay enough. she was sharing the umbrella with TWO friends, and the lightning hit her so accurately that both of them were only slightly injured. can you get any more suay than that? she died just because she used a handphone.

monsoon season these few days. so people, never answer your phones when its raining. dont even sms. you might just be the next suay person.

PS: dota players might think of it as thundergod's wrath. get linken le la.

orientation boredlela: abu grahib torture caught on camera

DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING IMAGES AND TEXT CONTAIN REVOLTING CONTENT WHICH YOU MIGHT NOT WANNA SEE OR READ. VIEWER DISCRETION STRONGLY ADVISED. ALSO, BOREDLELA, BEING A RANDOM ORGINISATION OCCASIONALLY COMING UP WITH SARDONIC POSTS, SHOULD NOT BE BLAMED IF YOU FEEL THAT THIS POST OFFENDS YOU GREATLY (either if youre the councillor who came up with the gruesome torture, or youre simply a retard,) BECAUSE DOING SO IS JUST PURE POINTLESS.

first of all, this post aims to expose a gruesome torture method used in njc orientation the abu grahib prison. this is how the torture works. a prisoner is dragged out of his cell and blindfolded with a piece of plastic. the warden torturer then spreads blue hair gel mixed with another green hair gel semen on his face. next, numerous other prisoners are called upon, and they are forced take turns to use a straw to suck up peanuts shitballs and shoot them at the blindfolded prisoner's face. usually, to create more excitement, 2 such groups are arranged, and the group which has the most shitballs stuck on the blindfolded prisoner's face wins. the losing group will be sent to the next game station will all be hanged. (of course they'll all be taunted before that.)



the prisoner. observe his horrified expression after learning that he's been blindfolded and some... undesirable stuff has been applied onto his face. oh, and those are the torturer's fingers.



prisoner 2. forced to shoot shitballs at prisoner 1's face. the torturer is thrilled.



prisoners line up to shoot shitballs. one of them is actually excited! probably because she loves spitting shit (maybe in some other way too.)



the... stuff.



the shitballs.

mrs virginia cheng president george bush please take special note.

and let's all observe a minute of silence for those involved in this gruesome torture.

ambivert: EMO ISN'T COOL.

dance party. everyone was having fun. what was i doing? pretending to be emo. for what? for no reason whatsoever. cool? no. i just got myself into unnecessary unhappiness.

for the whole evening i was being rather drained of spirits because of the weather. and when i walked into the club-like hall i saw colin, folding his arms, staring at me with those cold expressionless eyes. when everyone else was dancing excitedly.

thought that was kinda like awesome, because it really looked hilariously ironic. so i tried to be emo. i pretended to be emo at first (as in seriously PRETENDING.)

but that was PRETENSE OF THE GG.

because after that i couldnt shake the emo off. so i became real EMO. it CORRUPTED THE SOUL. and i didnt even know what i was doing. rationality switched off. its like getting high. just that you lose control... in a sad way.

damn sad la!

EMO FOR NOTHING!

ha/jay/tse mei/etc, if youre reading this, please know that i wasnt even justified to be emo! i was just being stupid. real dumb.

note to self: EMO ISN'T COOL.

such an assclown.

=/

ambivert: "我是SUAY的LOR."

first day of school. was. great.

(no further comment)

second day of school. was. equally. great. completely awesome when i found out how tough jc1 will be.

third day of school. TRAGEDY STRUCK.

the first 2/3 or so of the day was uneventful. boring lectures (Beanbag called them "fillers") by sharon phua and counsellors from... wherever they come from. this was followed by a period of monotony in the range (not interesting, no point recounting,) and finally the CCA carnival.

(boring boring boring.)

after school ended Beanbag and i headed for waffle town to join some cool people (shihui, meltee, gha, terence, gimlim) for dinner. had some great fun, and i witnessed how Beanbag became HIGH for the first time (he started spamming abnormally lame comments and laughed his head off.)

when we finished and started heading back home, we (except gha) took a crowded 170.

... and i never saw what came next.

okay, here's what happened. shihui, followed by gimlim, went on the bus, and because it was crowded, they took their postions at the middle of the cabin. i was next, and i took a position right next to gimlim. (terence, meltee and kaisheng were behind)

just when i was settling, i felt a force from behind. i turned around in confusion, and i saw AN OLD INDIAN WITH WHITE HAIR pushing at me furiously.

"move in lah, yes, move back," he said to me.

BUT THERE WAS NO MORE SPACE ALREADY! THE CABIN WAS FULL!

but he still pushed at me anyway. AND that's when i realised that he was DERANGED.

S-H-I-T.

the next moments were climatic. he started running his hand up to my chest, and started touching my NJ LOGO on my TEAM NJ SHIRT. you know which part of the body that is on.

"oh, i know where this is (pointing to the nj logo)... it's in bukit timah..."

I FREAKED OUT.

HE WAS FREAKING MOLESTING ME.

terrified, i started saying rubbish. "yeah, and i'm from air rifle. you know, air rifle. im from shooting." ANYTHING TO MAKE HIM STOP!

meanwhile i forced my way to behind gimlim and shihui. it took some time to squeeze through, and i hit some guy on the seat in the process. but i couldnt be bothered. the situation was pretty DESPARATE.

...and all the time, he was touching random parts of my upper body.

OMG CAN YOU LIKE STOP TOUCHING ME???

OMG WHY IS HE EVEN TOUCHING ME???

OMG CAN YOU LIKE TOUCH SOMEONE ELSE (like terence, who's so damn hot)?!!

when i finally squeezed my way behind, i was pretty relieved.

BUT TRAUMATISED.

that's when i blurted out something that described the situation perfectly.

"我是SUAY的LOR. 跟你讲, 我真的是SUAY的LOR."

the tragedy pretty much ended, but for the next 10-15 minutes or so, i was so bloody traumatised that i kinda lost control of myself. AFTERSHOCK. shihui, terence and gimlim were still with me, and they were apparently thrilled by what just happened. in retrospect, its kinda funny though.

it was just so unexpected. great time hanging out with friends, what could go wrong? its like,

waffles,

talking,

laughing,

getting high,

and then, with sheer randomness...

...getting groped by a deranged indian. WHAT??!

I SWEAR: I'M GONNA MAIM THE NEXT DERANGED INDIAN WHO TOUCHES ME.

Polaris: Orientation

Whee.

So here's how my orientation went, or what I recall about it...

I spent principal's talk trying to convince everyone to play the animal game. Ooh you people should learn how to play it. I killed my phone battery playing the racing game on bluetooth with Weiliang

Break was... I can't really remember.

PE talk I don't know what happened

KM talk... Er.... I was doing the bear sign for animal game, trying to teach people how to play... Then GG, the speaker (Can't remember his name) thought I raised my hand. So I just asked on the spot "will this be on KM?"

That didn't go so bad I guess...

Oh yes, Mrs Cheng 'blessed me'.

Yes, the two sneezes were mine.

Happy orientation, people.


I'm still in a stalemate, if I get inspired, I'll post something up one of these days.

Sorry people!

Beanbag: Bush & Blair - Endless Love

It's quite old, but if you haven't already seen it,