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The Author
Yuujin
21

Something Nice
Music:


MusicPlaylist
MySpace Music Playlist at MixPod.com



Books:
->For One More Day
->Who Moved My Cheese
->The Five People You Meet in Heaven
->Tuesdays with Morrie
->The Alchemist
->11 Minutes (a dark book)
->Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman
->Yakuza Moon
->The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari

Food:
->Maggi Goreng @ Simpang Bedok
->Beef Hor Fun @ Changi Airport Terminal 1 Staff Canteen
->Chinese Style Curry @ Coffeeshop at Bedok Interchange
->Vegetarian Bee Hoon @ Bedok Avenue 4 Food centre
->Ice Milk Tea @ Quick Bite Japanese Fast Food outlets

Other Stories

05S01
Abigail Prawnie
Ana NemeSis
Bryan Chastity
Carlene
Darren Virginity
Desiree
Dickson
Edwin ET
Emilyn
Fenglin
Fizah
Isabelle
Izzulwan
James - Sispec
Janice J.Pop
Jemima Monkey
Jeremy
JingHuang
Johnston - Sispec
Joshua - Sispec
Jun Ying
Jun Ying's Photoblog
Kenneth
Lydia Pooty Tan-Tan
Lynette Pauster
Nadia
RongTeng
Shaun
SiewLing
SiHua
Vanessa Goh
Vera
WeeKeat Hongster
WeeMeng
WeiShun Bestiality
WeiTian
Wesley
YanQing
YiTian
YiWei
YueZhi
ZhunEn
Zuwei

Side Notes



Past Stories

April 2005
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November 2005
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January 2006
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January 2007
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January 2008
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November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
March 2009
April 2009
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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

拝啓私は今どう感じっている?
厄をたった始まったよ。
何時が終わる知らない。
拝啓私は強いですか?
怖いんですか?
未来どうだ知らない。
拝啓私は光を見られる?
希望があるんですか?
大丈夫ってしらない。
拝啓私、如何な未来へ
命がたった一つ。
僕、絶対ちゃんと生きする!
and the Story Continues


Thursday, June 25, 2009

Dar: "why u nvr update ur blog alr"
Me: "lol"
"wanted to"
"but forget + lazy."

Adapted from 'Words of a procrastinator' by Yuujin.

*****

Ok, so here's the entry that was supposedly due quite some time ago. But you know... at times, people set datelines for themselves e.g. "I'll do it at 4pm", and when 4pm comes, and something more important/interesting/fun pops up, they'll go, "Oh, maybe 5, or 6, or 7, or when I'm free". And thus that was how my entry mysteriously disappeared from blogger.

Well then, time to seriously hit some keys on the keyboard.

It wasn't too long ago (in fact just some tens of hours ago) that I realised I was running a major wardrobe malfunction, or crisis i should say. I kinda like got this mysterious phone call from my mysterious OGL from a particular camp, telling me that i'm in Blue house, and that all my tops had to be blue. Ok, at that point of time, i thought i was in the safe zone, recalling from my memories that i've got several blue tops which might actually fulfil the criteria. So off to my wardrobe i go, and at one glance, "Eh? No blue tops?"

Yes, despite having tops of any other colour; red, green, brown, yellow, white, black, PURPLE, me ain't got no blue top. And then, i remembered... I've got this special mum who just loves discarding "useless" stuff away. By her definition of "useless", it means "something which is rarely used" rather than "not useful". Hence, there goes my BLUE OCIP tee, my BLUE Sea Sports Orientation tee, and a couple more other BLUE tees like class tee and stuff. Thank goodness those tees were donated to some valuable cause than thrown away in the rubbish bin. They were all donated during some disaster relief. The Szechuan one if I ain't wrong. And oh yes, I forgot to mention that somehow, she's programmed to only scrutinised my wardrobe and auto filter my "useless" clothes. That is why, i could identify my wardrobe crisis immediately at one glance into my wardrobe (it goes to show how little clothes i have).

But well, on my part, I've always thought of my collection of clothes as "self-sufficient". I mean, sure enough you'll see me wear the same shirt quite often, but still, I've got enough clothes to last me say 12 days or more w/o washing. That is enough of a reason for me to not go shopping for clothes. In fact, i'm so a non-clothes shopper. Unless I'm in need (like now), I won't actually shop for clothes. Much of my hard-earned money is allocated to some personal investment (which in this period of time draws in crappy returns but o well...), and well, perhaps the greater part of it on other stuff like my Lasik surgery + post surgery check-ups, my driving lessons (to my greatest euphoria i passed on my first try), my good'ld laptop, my several self-paid overseas exposures (also known as vacations), and other neat electronic gadgets like my PSP, my N5800XM, my harddisks, Mp3 player, earphones, and soon to come, perhaps a PS3 (unless the prices are still ridiculously high AND my favourite games are ported to other consoles like the Xbox360, then i'll consider getting the 360 instead. Otherwise, i'm a sony fan.), an electric keyboard (not the typing ones), and a guitar. And oh, throw in an LCD/LED monitor for my laptop.

That kinda breaks down my financial chart. The rest of my $$ is just thrown into my bank, amassing this bulk for the day that I travel to Japan for either a vacation or Exchange.

*****

Wardrobe crisis aside, today's officially my last day at work.

Mixed feelings though. On my part, i'm kinda glad that i can finally have more free time to myself, but then again, i usually waste my time at home rotting. Might as well be out earning $$ ya? Not to mention, my working hours are so short. Also, i'm pretty sure I'll miss the kiddies over at the tuition centre. They're just so loveable. Watching them struggle with the process of growing up, learning new stuff, and finally being able to get it. Joys of a parent? Maybe.

So, despite having so many strings still attached (pulling me back to work), reasons for my resignation would be: 2 camps followed by a short vacation (again) overseas. All three activities are almost back-to-back, with little rest between them. And by the time i'm done with all 3, it'll be the 19th July already. That said, from the 19th to the 28th, i can have at least 5 more work days. So why ain't I working?

1) I want some pre-Uni time for myself to just rot away.
2) I plan to watch myself for some days after my trip (especially now that H1N1 is rampant), and it'd be quite inconsiderate to start work right after my trip, considering the fact that my workplace has so many kids. Its a risk I'd rather avoid.
3) I might be taking my IPPT then (I hope).

Well then, missing the kiddies is something I won't dispute over. Its a definite.

A friend/colleague once told me, "Alot of people also say will miss the kids, but after they leave, also nothing much." Implying that the people who left are but empty talk. But well, maybe she just didn't understand that missing and getting on are 2 different lines which should never cross. Someone who allows the feeling of "missing something/someone" to affect his "getting on with life" line would only be holding on to an imaginary past, some pseudo-illusion. Those lines can compliment, but should never estrangle. If not, people who'd lost a love one/kin would never be able to stand up again, not to mention move on. To hold on to those precious memories but still move on. That's how humans should live, I believe...

With that, またね!
and the Story Continues


Tuesday, May 05, 2009

やった!したんだよ!
In 2 days, i had like 2 of the greatest shocks in my life! Or surprises.

Firstly, while watching anime on my laptop last night, my house apparently went into a "black-out", one in which my laptop and the TV was still standing. Not at all did i ever doubted that the black-out was a scheme; only found it weird, that the only equipments that got switched off were the lights. Sitting on my chair and staring at the hall, all of a sudden, 3 guys popped out from behind the darkened wall; in their arms was a birthday cake and 21 lit candles, plus a camera recording a video of the whole event.

I was thrown into shock, or surprise, or which ever it is i could no longer differentiate. Then the birthday song was being sung alongside the whole chain of events. Worst of all, I was SHIRTLESS the entire time!

Thanks man... thanks to Darren for conceiving the plan (otherwise known as the schemer), to bakaBra and Ws for executing the plan, to Mloc and Fulin for being part of the plan, and to my Bro for liasing with Dar to make the plan a success! To my parents for having me born 21 years ago so that i could have experienced the bitter, sweet, sour and spiciness of the world. Thanks once again to all who were lying to me to ensure that the surprise really came as a surprise. And for the presents as well. Thanks to my driving test being on the 5th. As such my mind over the past couple of days were fixed intently on my worries over the test, thus i failed to notice the plot. It attributed to my uber surprise too!

*****

Next, I received my best birthday present today! It came in the form of a piece of paper! On it was the word "PASSED". OMG! I can still remember how i thought that i'd failed when my tester told me to head back to Ubi Driving Center after going for a short spin! How he had initially told me to turn right at the junction, only to scold me later claiming that he said "turn left" and i had failed to listen to his instructions (and thereafter heading straight back to Ubi). How his face had displayed such a stern and disappointed look, as if i had an immediate failure. How he asked me up into the room, only to print out the result slip and have me seated, then explained to me where i had made my mistakes. How he sounded so serious only to say that "you passed" after all those mentioned above! Argh argh argh~ My heart was totally demoralised and crying deep down when he told me to head straight back. "Failure" was already etched into my heart. This isn't dramatising the facts. Imagine, straight after the supposed "failure to comply with instructions", the tester unplugged the test board, and asked me to head straight back to Ubi. First impression: failure! Dragging that heavy thought along... with zero faith and hopes at all... Such is called "despair".

But I guess miracles do happen! And they take the form of the word "Passed".

Such isn't my effort alone. I must thank my driving instructor Richard (he has a high pass rate for his students. Anyone who wants his no. can contact me) for his constant guidance, and scoldings, and showing of attitude. It was all out of good-will. So no bad feelings. Then i must thank T4+Mloc for the pre-birthday birthday surprise, thus allowing me to make my 21st birthday wish right before the test itself. I must thank "He who granted me my birthday wish" for granting my birthday wish. Then i must thank my tester for showing such great lineacy and magnanimity towards me who is incapable. And all those who wished me well/prayed for me for the test as well! Ahhhh! What a day!

Birthday surprise, License, Gifts, everything!

Give thanks.
and the Story Continues


Thursday, April 23, 2009

Dear beloved,
Who are you thinking of?
This “letter” is still within my heart,
suddenly, it touched the fragments of your memories
pierced in my heart…

I hope you take notice…no don’t notice!
The thing making me act cold…is it love?
I want to say “Stay with me!” but…I can’t say it…

I met you in this defiled world,
showering my heart with a miracle, please play for me
“Zuellni of Love”.

Rebirth has begun, leading us to our destiny.
The wandering you is just a mirage,
when I get closer, you get further away…
swaying in this haze…are my ideal plans.

I hope you’ll let me listen…no, I don’t want to hear,
The thing making me gentle…is it the rain?
I don’t know what I want to believe yet…I can’t say it…

Glittering in that future, is you with a smile,
if I can be by your side, then I’ll become strong,
Even if I use a suspicious lie, even if we disagree,
in order to not forget my true words…gently I write then down
in this “Letter” of Love

I met you in this defiled world,
looking at sadness with those strong eyes,
hurt from fighting, you sleep into your dreams.
I wonder if my feelings will reach you, please tell me
“Zuellni of Love”.


credit to:
http://sziur18.wordpress.com/2009/04/06/chrome-shelled-ai-no-zuellni-lyrics-translation/
and the Story Continues


Saturday, April 11, 2009

Great movie. The comedy, the actors and actresses, the plot. And of course, it'd be an added bonus if you understand a little bit of Japanese yourself, for the subtitles aren't exactly very accurate at certain parts, with jokes like "yorochiku-bi" instead of your standard "yoroshiku", with "chikubi" meaning "nipples" in Japanese.

All in all, this is a film which holds a lot of underlying meaning to it. About how societal values have degraded so much, to such a shallow extent, where looks are prioritized over everything else (it was greatly exaggerated in the movie). Cliche as it may sound, it is a real problem. Discrimination over looks and all.

Well, apart from that cheesy bit, this show also showcases a different moral. Happiness, that is. Maybe that is why i enjoy working with kids so much. As a soon to be adult, at times, due to greater expectations, greater ambitions, bigger goals and motives, we as people, tend to neglect the smaller bits in life. The smaller happiness we can find in en route to our search for "Happiness". Happiness is happiness. Big or small. But, sometimes, we turn a blind eye to it, or even become oblivious to such tiny, insignificant forms of joy when all we see are our lofty ambitions to be fulfilled. Chasing after them, we soon find ourselves forgetting how simple it is to be happy actually. Eating a popsicle? Winning a small gift at a simple lottery/lucky draw? Getting a phone call from a long-lost friend?

All these little bits of joy are usually only exhibited by kids. Them in their simple and fulfilled world.

I guess it's time i take a closer peek at the world, from a simpler point of view. Like how eating Mee-pok or Ferrero Rondnoir would make me smile. Maybe if everyone in the world starts looking at things from a smaller view (at times), may we end up being a nicer, happier bunch.
and the Story Continues


Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Sometimes, life is about eating Mee-pok.
When you're happy, you enjoy a bowl of Mee-pok dry w/ chilli.
When you're sad, you share your heavy feelings with a bowl of Mee-pok dry w/ chilli.
When you're angry, you chomp down a bowl of Mee-pok dry w/ chilli.
When you're ill, you slurp down a bowl of Mee-pok soup.
When you're hungry, you gobble down a bowl of Mee-pok dry w/ chilli and it makes your tummy all warm and fuzzy.
When you're full, you take a bite from a small bowl of Mee-pok knowing that it isn't as filling as rice.
When you're in pain, your Mee-pok takes it all away as it gently slides down your throat.
To be both thick and thin.
A true art and masterpiece.
Flat and wavy.
Soft and springy.
O Mee-pok! Why art thou so delicious?
and the Story Continues


Tuesday, March 24, 2009

"I want to be the best, there ever was... to beat all the rest... Yeah that's my cause... ... ... Gotta catch'em all, Gotta catch'em all! Gotta catch'em all, Gotta catch'em all! Gotta catch'em all Pokemon!" and... my favourite part in the Pokerap... "Charmeleon! Wartortle..." the super "emphasized" tone that the rapper used for that part is just hilarious!

2 hours of indulging in somewhat a 'history' for me and many more of my generation... Pokemon! Listening to the ever so nostalgic Pokerap, watching clips on Youtube about Pokemon openings done in 24 languages and the original of them all, the Japanese version! Even after a decade, that tune never fails to make me feel like a kid again.

Its amazing, seeing how influential Pokemon became during the start of the 21st century. Almost 'every country' worldwide had a broadcast of Pokemon. The creator must have earned tonnes of bucks from merchandises and copyrights. Talk about cultural supremacy.

Man... time flies. 私もう古いだ。

It wasn't too long ago that i had to listen to a kid read out a list of english words for his english "supplementary" classes, and when he fumbled at the word "sailor", i thought i could give him a clue by saying... "you know... Popeye? Popeye the ? " and then, it only brought me back to reality. Times have changed. Handphones are commonplace now. Kids nolonger know who popeye is anymore. That saying, one can forget about trying to ask who "Captain Planet", "Earthworm Jim" and the "Might Morphine Power Rangers" are from these kids. LOL... How about that "Ghost Busters" giant marshmellow piece of thing which closely resembles the "Michellin" mascot?

O well... here're some presents to enjoy!





でわ、またね!
and the Story Continues