悲しい記憶く

Usually every year during September and October are my most lucky month of the year. Of course this year won't be excluded. It was disastrous since the beginning of the day. Allow me to tell about the tragic day I had.

The time was 7.30 am. I was hopping to my office in my high spirit. Things were going on smoothly until I had my 1st bite on my breakfast.... Gordon, my colleague, who is a relieve teacher in the school approached me with a giant bad news. "DUDE, THE ENTIRE WIRELESS NETWORK WENT DOWN! RED ALERT!" My eyes went wide open thinking, holy shit this is going to be the biggest test ever since I joined. I started spamming phone calls all around looking for vendor contacts and engineers. And it took me 2 hours to finally get through someone to solve the issue. "Good Job Hansel, you deserve a pat on the shoulder" I thought to myself. But this is not the end.....It was just the beginning....

Today is the submission date for our group's assignment together with the learning journals. So at the end of the day I printed out all the documents before I leave the office. The report was god damn thick, equivalent to 4 study guides stacking together. I thought I made a smart decision by saving $2.80 for document binding service. I headed to general office and punched 2 damn holes onto the document, and intended to go Bedok Central and look for files. This is probably the point where all hell broke loose...

I quickly packed my stuffs into my bag and left it on the table in order for me to reach the air-conditioner switch. The fucking bag slided off the table and slam onto the floor, together with my precious AOD 250 netbook. The sound of the crash shattered my crystal heart. Almost in an instant, I dived onto it to check for damage. Luckily there were 2 layers on cushion which absorbed quite a large impact. However minor damage was still unavoidable. The hard disk cover at the bottom came out, the feeling is almost similar to the cut in my heart....

- END OF SAD HANSEL ARC -

Carrying my heart injury, I stepped out of the school gate with heavy mood. The moment I reached a neighborhood flat, I noticed an old man (probably in his 70s) walking past me while I was lighting up my cigarette. As he was walking further away from me, I realized he was limping, with a thick bandage on his knee. I was thinking to myself why the fuck he wanna move about when he is still carrying a limping leg? But before I finish sorting my thoughts BAAM! THAT FUCKING AH PEK HAD HIS FACE KISSED THE FUCKING FLOOR! Without haste, I rushed towards him to help him up. He was heavy (but of course duh), I helped him to a nearby seat and he thanked me politely. I can feel that it was painful as he was still shivering. At this moment, a cute little angel popped out of my mind, advising me that since I'm already helping him, might as well do a full package? I offered him to ride a cab home. I hailed a cab and help him in, I kindly asked: "ah pek ah, where you live ah?" "Simei.." he answered. Deep inside my freshly wounded heart thought: "ah pek wtf you doing here in Bedok with a broken leg -_-?" Ok WHATEVER, I handed the cab driver $10.00 and ask the cab uncle to take care of him.

- END OF HELPFUL HANSEL ARC -

After a short bus journey, I finally reached the god damn Bedok Central, which gave me another shock. IT GOT OVER A DOZEN OF CELLPHONE SHOPS (FOR FARK?) AND NOT A SINGLE DECENT STATIONARY SHOP! It got me circulating for 2 rounds before I found this small and heavily "Under-Geared" book store by the name of 本の家. "Goodie Japanese wannabe shop" I told myself. To my astonishment, this shop sold all kinds of fanciful files, all BUT NONE WITH 2 HOLE CLIPPING FILES! I was desperate by then. I grabbed the largest file pack (Refer to picture below, I can't explain what the kind of mechanism is called) to the cashier. "Auntie ah I wan 1 of these." I requested. "eh we don't sell 1 by 1 de, you want you buy 1 pack all 3 files." *WTF* Alright, I'm running out of time, I paid the cashier auntie $2.50 for the files and hurried away from the Japanese wannabe store.

Immediately, I find myself a seat and started doing the filing. *FUCK* THE FUCKING FILE CAN'T FIT THE THICK-SKINNED DOCUMENTS. AHHHHHHHHHHH~ I nearly exploded my brain. After much torture, I finally gave up. I reluctantly went to the nearby Photo-Developing Shop. "Miss....please help me bind my documents"....."Ok Mister Idiot, that will be $2.80"

- END OF IDIOT HANSEL ARC -

Finally, after all these chain of torturous events, I reached Sommerset MRT Station. I told myself I had enough of these unlucky craps and I must brace myself to complete this holy task - TO SUBMIT ASSIGNMENT!(6 peoples' future were in my hands). Dramatically, right before I finish encouraging myself. I GOT FUCKING HIT BY AIR RAIDERS A.K.A BIRD CRAP! Up till this very moment, my mind completely let loose and exploded. In the amidst of crowd, a loud roaring was heard. "CHAO CHEE BYEEEEEEEEEE". I've completely gone berserk like my 96 year old grandfather who chased his maid with chopper.

- END OF CRAPPED HANSEL ARC -

This summarized the chain of super unlucky events that happened to me today. I apologized for the bad English and vulgarities used on this particular post. In fact, this post was not even meant for entertainment! This is purely a RAGE post, a ranting post which completely stained my reputation. BUT I DON'T CARE! I'M RAGGING! AT THIS VERY MOMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(These assignments better score well, or else I'm gonna burn down the school. It took me flesh and blood to successfully drop them into the submission box safely)

It is 2:40 am now, the sky is crying cats and dogs for me at this very moment. Yesterday was a great blow to me, I received my results for my previous exams and it turns out pretty far from my expectation. I always believe that as long as you work hard, your hard work will eventually pays off, but it seems that such honey-coated words no longer works in degree level of studies.

This reminds me of Neko_chan for some reason. I recalled her warning me how impossible it is to obtain an A back then. However, I never seriously take in her words because I have been doing well with my 'Grand Marshal' grinding style of studying. That is, until today, I realise how insignificant I really am.

Had a little chat with one of my cute classmate / group mate Venus earlier on. She too, was a victim of this ruthless onslaught. What shocks me most was perhaps when she told me Moe-chan_2 got double As. WTF? yes wtf. To my knowledge, Moe-chan_2 spent 60% of her time grinning and smiling to her cellphone, 20% whispering and chatting with Moe-chan_3 and 20% on the lesson. This is the task allocation of our dear scholar most of the school days, especially today being the penultimate to enter the class. Talent, you might think, Blasphemy! I thought. A total insult to Confucious, and a personal insult to the great Grand Marshal Hansel. But what can I say? She's cute, plus now that she got the brain, she probably won the entire KAPLAN Intranet.

Now that shit boils down to such pathetic level, it is better for me to reconsider my next move. Should I continue and work triple hard since double hard don't seems to work? Or should I give up before more money getting sunk into this ridiculous abyssal shit hole?

On the side note, Moe-chan_1 did not attend a single lesson for this entire module...has she foreseen this tragedy and gave up? Or has she fallen sick? I wonder....ありえない！感慨できない！！

A great man once said: "Playing UFO Catcher is like opening a savings account." Yesterday, I personally witnessed the true meaning behind the qoute. After a little Viwawa mahjong session with my "Friend" (whom do not wished to have his name published) at Suntec Star bucks, we decided to take a little tour to the nearby arcade center, carrying hopes of groping little girls. As we approaching, we noticed a little crowd at the UFO Catcher section. A group of middle-aged ladies were having fun inserting tokens, beaming with hope of grabbing the poor Elmo which has it's arse facing upward.

Initially, it seems pretty exciting because the poor Elmo is so near of being caught by the saliva dripping ladies. But each failure disgust me by an inch. Why? You would ask. After each failure, you will immediately hear 3 x *cling* sound of tokens inserting (For idiots and nerds - each *cling* you heard means 50 cents gone into the machine), the action caused me great disturbance. I don't understand why the fuck people would rather spent over 50 to 60 bucks worth of tokens to grab a poor Elmo that cost about 30?

I believe anyone with NORMAL eyes will notice the strength of the grabbing arms are definately too weak to hold poor Elmo up and travel all the way to the exit of "OMG DEAR YOU ARE SO COOL, YOU CAUGHT AN ELMO! MUACKS!" But why do they keep trying? Is it REALLY a fun way of spending money? If these bunch of people spend about 100 bucks a week on UFO Catchers, in less then 2 years will net them AT LEAST a LV bag. I can't comprehend the excitment within, in my eyes, they are just a bunch of retards happily getting their hard earned money milked off by a dumbarse machine which won't even say "Thank you very much for being scammed so happily".

My heart ached each time I heard the *cling* sound. I felt the pain of losing money for them. My heart cried and begged for them to stop. This sentence is definately a joke though, I am actually quite happy for them to be able to play such an important role in reviving Singapore's economy, in the nutshell.

My friend too, decided to have a try on his luck. He exchanged 4 dollars worth (I think, I don't bare to see) of tokens and talk towards the so-called "EASIEST" noob catcher. It was a small machine, much smaller compared to the rest. The grabbing arms are as tiny as the plushies but it does look kinda strong. Try no.1 started briefly. After a short examination on the grabbing arm's position, he hit onto the grab button. The arm drop exactly onto the position of the....I don't know what that monster's name but whatever. The arms closed up and lift the monster up, it was successful. However, it was nothing worth celebrating, the moment the arms hit the top bar, it immediately let go of that monster. We looked at each other, feeling retarded.

Now, is the point where the great man's word got proven on my friend himself. After strolling a few rounds at the UFO Catcher section, he once again stopped in front of the tiny machine. He paused a moment, beaming with a little smile on his face, he grabbed another token out of his pocket. Yes, you guessed it. Since he already opened a saving account, the next step is to put more money into it isn't it? I believe I do not need to explain further. We left empty handed.

After this little event, I came out with a conclusion:

He got SERVED!

Do you know the reason why I always choose to sit in the 1st row? My answer is typical, since there isn't much other reasons...is there? -to focus on what the lecturer is teaching; to be attentive and capture as much information as possible- But why the 1st row, why can't I be as focus as if I were to sit at the back of the class? Girls. Pretty classmates. If I were to sit right at the back of the class, chances were I get the full view of all the girls in the class, and of course, that's because my class do have a few really 'moe' girls. In order not to spend my time looking at pretty females, I delicated myself in the front row, so all I can see is my lecturer and the white board.

However, something unusual happened today. 'Moe-chan_1' decided to take the front seat too. By the norm, she always take on the seat at the very last row, but today for some reasons, she decide to take on the front seat too. =O Good news? Bad news? You judge.

For the 1st time, I noticed her expression when she is studying. She is just toooooo cute. I always think that she's the cutest girl in class but I never thought that she can be so cute when she's studying! *blush* Anyway, hope she's getting better by now since I heard she isn't feeling well these few days....

So! I guess you people now can understand why the picture of the post, which seems to be pointless in the beginning, start to make sense now right? *wink*

*cough* now back to serious business. Just completed another module known as Management of Organisation (MO), in another words, omg it's another Organisation Behaviour(OB). The only difference is my Lecturer for MO, Mr Colm Foster sounds more like an Inspirational Speaker rather than an Educator. He is generally a cool guy, and his lesson isn't REALLY that boring, just slightly dry but I'm cool with it. Now that the module ended, it's time to prepare for a new 'Group' Assignment and I'm gonna start preparing for my exams too! (Oct 24 iirc). Kiasu!, nope, I'm just bored, period.

Ok, 1st of all I would like to say hello to the people who hasn't been able to contact me for the past 2 weeks! Yup I'm back into real life world again after enjoying a full 2 weeks of tranquility. I spent my fruitful 2 weeks farming Diablo 2 LOD gears and I have finally beaten the game utterly, I really mean utterly, clearing all special Uber Tristram runs, max geared and botting like no tomorrow now.

Cough cough, now back to real life. I finally step out of my house yesterday! Met up with Delphine, or more commonly known to me as Evo's girlfriend. Clearing up the assignment for new school term, and doing some researches in preparation for the new modules. I had rarely talk to her since we are not very close friends initially, but she is very friendly and I got don't really feel bored talking to her. A good friend indeed.

Later in the afternoon I will be meeting her up for more study researches again, follow by having Aaron to join in for kopi and probably Danny too! Now I hope Kula will come too. Let's hope he is actually reading this. =D

Now listening to Kimi ni shiranai monogatari, the latest single by Supercell/Ryo, my current favourite ending song for the anime Bakemonogatari (Ghost Story). *Senjougahara kyuuunnn~~* Ok probably I should share the song too, will upload it into my jukebox in a moment, stay tuned.

新の人生始め！楽しみ！

Today I spent 5 hours to clean up my room and now it looks sparkling clean. Cheers me! At least I did something productive at home. XD
Attached is the sparkling new look of my room, no more cables running around no more dust and....wait....no more PS2 Slim?!

Following are some of the views taken through my windows, these are the views I see everyday.....

Today, allow me to tell a scandalous story. Behold humans, this is the ugly side of the world.

As usual, I was doing my revision at Leisure Park Starbucks, but today something different happened.....while I was totally engrossed in my studies, a figure appeared in front of me, a figure of a young girl. The glaring sunlight behind her blinded my eyes making it hard for me to take a good look at her features. It was only after she settled down beside me, I was able to see her face, the face of a PRC. She know I was looking at her and she turned to me and smile, I think that's the 1st time I ever see a PRC able to smile so naturally.

After she settled herself down, she took out her Macbook and started laughing by herself, assuming that she is having a very interesting chat topic with her other PRC friends. From time to time I will take a look at her lappy wondering what's so funny over the net, but almost everytime I got caught peeping and was treated with a warm smile from her.

About an hour or two later, out of the blue pops out an OJISAN in front of her with a drink, and then I realised, ''so none were spared....''. This old man treated her really well, get her drinks, crawl under the table to get things for her, you know obviously they aren't just friends... somehow.... anyway, their conversation lasted quite awhile until the girl decided to go toilet, leaving this Ojisan taking care of her things.

The moment she disappeared from our sight, this Ojisan started to behave strangely. He began to peep through her Macbook trying to read her chat logs. Till then, I am pretty sure, this old man got served. He screened through the logs pretty quickly and was able to return to his original seat which was oppositing the girl' seat, right before she returned. Their chat went on again (I will not disclose their chat log simply because I am lazy to do so) and after awhile, the old man decided to take a walk around the shopping centre, leaving the girl alone again.

As he disappears into the crowd, this girl turned to me and waved trying to catch my attention. She asked in Mandarin: ''Did my FRIEND peep onto my lappie?'' Being a honest young man like me, there is no reason for me to cover a dirty old man's shit right? ''yes, he took a very good look at your chat with your friend in the net'' I said. Following up I added: ''Is there anything you can't show your FRIEND anyway?'' She kept in silence and returned with her usual warm smile. I know the answer. *the story fast forwarded to the point that she waves good bye to me* because I don't think theres much to talk about beside that.

So why do so many Ojisans willing to get nice boated by PRCs? If he trust her, he won't be needing to peep onto her chat logs so sneakily; if he don't trust her, why bothers getting cheated? Why would they wanna torture themselves in such a painful way? Isn't it tiring monitoring a flower vase everyday when I seriously doubt that he had ever even laid a finger on her. Does he actually believed that a young and pretty girl in their 20s will love an Ojisan like him? Wake up dumbarse, your aged brain is starting to deteriorates.

To me, this is utter failure. If this Ojisan did not appear, I could've chatted with her and probably bring her somewhere to have fun for a day. In my opinion, this is how we should fully utilise a flower vase, and not simply having her by your side just to make you looks good. (As a matter of fact, that loser old man didn't even get to hold her hands rofl). The bottom line is, screw this Ojisan who spoilt a chance for me to keep my night busy.

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