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Friday, April 30


The Elephant Whisperer

A carnival, which included a huckster with an elephant, was traveling
through a small town. The huckster was offering people $100 if they
could make the elephant nod its head up and down. Many people tried,
but no one was successful. Finally, a small quiet individual appeared
and timidly asked if he could try.

He promptly walked around the elephant and gave it a good swift kick
in the backside. The elephant was so surprised, it jerked its head up
and down. The little man pocketed his $100 and walked away.

The following year, the same carnival returned, with the same huckster
and the same elephant. The huckster had decided to make sure he
wouldn't lose any more money in this town, so he offered $500 to
anyone who could make the elephant nod its head up and down, then
shake it from side to side.

Again, many people tried. They pulled the elephant's ears, pulled its
tail, tickled it, etc., but no one was successful. Finally, the same
little man appeared and asked if he could try. The huckster was so
sure the deed was impossible that he readily agreed.

The little man walked around to the front of the elephant and looked
it in the eye.

"Do you remember me?" he asked. The elephant vigorously nodded its
head up and down.

"Do you want me to do that again?" he asked. The elephant quickly
shook its head from side to side.

The little man pocketed his $500 and walked away, smiling.

4/30/2004 10:31:00 pm + + Kese + +

Wednesday, April 28


Rush of blood

The feel of the leather on my hands; the sound of the engine; the screeching of the tires. The rush of blood to my head..The feeling is just indescribable. Man, something inside me has awaken..

4/28/2004 01:30:00 pm + + Kese + +

Friday, April 23


If you know what i mean


Thinking how long it was since i last updated, i find that im kinda lost at what to write, or rather type. I guess i'm really bad at describing my day's events, or maybe there wasn't really much to start describing with. Hur

Sometimes i marvel at the meticulous way some of my friends can describe their day in such initmate detail, it's like being a worm in their stomach, if you know what i mean. I don't really remember all the details 'cos i'm such a 'living in the moment and forget everything later' type of person. So if someone goes, "Today, i met with monica at the fancy little gift store in front of the entrance of Taka, and she was wearing this sexy red tube top that shows her curves all at the right places. God i'm so horny!" I'll probably go, "Met monica today." OKay i wun forget the sexy red tube top but i prefer to keep it to myself, if you know what i mean. ;) (Ed's note: The above fore mentioned incident did not happened, it is only an example, so don't bug me)

Blogging really takes quite some effort, so i really do admire those that can blog day after day about their daily events. Sometimes they have so much stuff going on in their life, that you start to wonder what the hell are you doing with yours. If i was asked to write a post about my day, i would start to think real hard and go about writing like i would for my 'O' levels Egnglish compo. And then do a spell check followed by grammer. Guess either i'm a freak for english writing or i need to loosen up.

And then i'm reminded of a post made by a "soon you"(ack chinese) of mine which goes about how he can't really go into details what he thinks as he knows his blog are read by those of whom maybe he doesn't want them to. I can empathise with him as i had experienced it before with a post that was so expletive-filled that if it was censored, the sentences probably wun make sense. Well, i had this rage inside me that i didn't really cared what others think when they read my post, or even the person to whom it was directed to. It just felt fuck-ing good to let it all out, after that it was all cool. I felt relived and my anger subsided. wow this is a good therapy for anger management.

But the biggest reason why i tend to avoid going to a blogging style that includes my daily regime of eat shit and sleep is that i dun really think that people would care how many marks i got for my proteomics test or what was the colour of my shit today. Funny thing is the most blogs which i visited the most frequently were the ones that had this style, partly because i knew there's always something new to read. Even if people do express their interest in my life, frankly i would be too lazy to do it. Blogging just feels different for me now, just like a weekly soccer commentary for some fantasy soccer game i used to do. It was fun at first, but once the novelty wears off, it feels like a chore. Just like watching that girl in the red tube top. Hmm on second thoughts, it ain't a chore for me, if you know what i mean. ;)

4/23/2004 11:29:00 pm + + Kese + +

Tuesday, April 20


Blink182 - I Miss You

Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
We'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends

(I miss you I miss you)
(I miss you I miss you)

Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness
Comes creeping on so haunting every time
And as I stared I counted
Webs from all the spiders
Catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
and hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)

Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)

Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)

4/20/2004 12:33:00 am + + Kese + +


FUCK IT! FUCK SINGTEL! FUCK ALCATEL! FUCK ADSL!

4/20/2004 12:32:00 am + + Kese + +

Wednesday, April 14


Absolutely stoned.. i need a damn break

4/14/2004 04:37:00 am + + Kese + +


Saw this off henryk's site.. just to share some laughs

Q: What do you get when you breed a Bulldog and a Shitzu together?

A: Bullshit

4/14/2004 12:18:00 am + + Kese + +

Sunday, April 11


Today's training was, to say the least, unsatisfactory.
There was no fluidity in our strokes, every stroke was a forced movement of our limbs to comply with our mind's command. The mind is willing, but the flesh is weak.

Maybe Coach is right. Our fitness is not the same level as before.
Personally, i felt like shit. The first 2 sets were quite manageable, but after the rowers were shuffled, i just dunno why. Every stroke was not good. My body seem to shut down; my back ached for respite, my feet can't find their footing, and my arms trembled under the weight of the unusually heavy paddle.

I felt like the way i just joined dragon boating, i felt like a freshie.

I feel like giving up, i asked myself, "why am i here suffering?"
Flashbacks of glories from previous races ran through my mind, and with renewed determination, my body obeyed to its commands. Training ended, and everyone was quite shagged out, visibly seen from their faces.

I recalled the moment when i was telling michael, "It seems like i can't give my maximum to every stroke, something is holding me back." Is it fatigue? Hot weather? New boat? Less than 2 months to go to the race but we're still not race ready. After the break from exams, training is going to be doubly hard.

The june race is gonna be hard. Competition is gonna be tough. Waves are gonna be strong.
Spirits will be high. Hopes will be dashed. Winners will rejoice. Losers will regret.
Are you ready? I hope i will be.

4/11/2004 01:46:00 am + + Kese + +

Wednesday, April 7


Damn tired.. Hectic weekend.. deadlines tests deadlines tests.. don't the smart ass lecturers realise everything is jammed together?

From sunday, stayed up till 6.30am to finish up final year report, which should have 10k words but we didn't even reach half of that. slept for 3 hours and went to school to sit for test which i haven't study, so studied on the way there. Did okay suprisingly.. i'm a genius! =D~

Den on monday night, did a presentation till 3.30am. Sad to say, i did the most work as 1 member did not do any slides, 1 just copy and paste stuff, another gave me crap and the last one finally gave me his slides at 230am.. End result = 1 fuciking lousy presentation! Of all the groups, the lecturer gave us the most stick. Nvm, it's all over now. No more shit to take.

Enough whining and bitching for now. Nite

4/07/2004 12:16:00 am + + Kese + +