Vengenre Generation

Moved to Cracked Wings

2006-12-29T01:54:00.000+08:00

Alright it's been quite a long time since I moved to my new blog-

crackedwings.blogspot.com

Do check it out, it's more of a "my daily life" kinda blog so you wouldn't find my usual satirical stuff in there, haha, anyway, this would most probably be my last post here, been great fun at Vengenre Generation, but most of this things don't last forever. Vengenre Generation had been with me from the first half of this year till now, so I'm greatful it became this succesful, it's even on Yahoo! Just need to search Vengenre Generation, and you're there, haha. Anyway my new blog has a password and only people who really know me would be able to guess the right code, haha, the best way to get it is to ask me and get to know me first, but if you want to try the hard way, here is a clue:

Got the answer?? Well if you didn't here is another clue, CRacKeDwinGs

UPDATE: THE PASSWORD THINGY HAS BEEN REMOVED!!! COS I FIND IT TOO MAA FAAN TO KEEP HAVING TO TYPE IN THE DAMN THING HAHA!!!!!

Mini 4wd

2006-11-14T21:38:00.000+08:00

Nice idea, putting a camera on a Mini 4wd. Now I wonder what it would be like if you put one of those on those china made super cars...hmm...

Well if you don't believe china people have build insanely fast super min 4wd check it, by clicking on the video, should be in the 'related' links.

Tios News - 10 ways to b'come a political kid genius

2006-11-13T13:21:00.000+08:00

Now adays the government is looking for young, smart, talented and elite children to become the leading people in Singapore. But many find themselves no where near, young, smart, talented and elite. Not many Singaporean children can meet that expectation, well now you can! By following these 10 easy steps :)

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1. Wake up early and punctually, remember an elite doesn't need an alarm clock, and elite must be able to wake up instinctively.

2. Get to school on time, even if it means hijacking the bus, because the bus driver is sleeping on the wheel. Remember being punctual will build up good rept with the teachers.

3. Be the first to report problems in the class, so that you can become the teacher's best pupil, in fact, report the problems before they happen!

4. Make sure you do all your homework, and help your friends do their homework with a service charge! That way, you can earn lots of rept from your fellow classmates.

5. Always have a set of the teacher's textbook, so that you can answer all the questions of which the teacher asks. That way, the teacher would think you are a genius!

6. When you get a CCA, remember to vote to become the president of that CCA or some one of high position, so that all you have to do is give out orders and others will serve your CCA for you.

7. Wear spectacles, if you already are, wear spectacles that are large and round or rectangular.

8. Paint some of your hair white so that people may think you study alot.

9. Grow leg hair so that you look manly and commanding.

10. Last of all, self-proclaim yourself as a political kid genius, chances are people may laugh at you and call you names, but you know that in their heart, they know you ARE a political kid genius.

Tios News - Mega Santa sleigh..er..ship

2006-11-05T22:54:00.000+08:00

LONDON - Groaning with gifts and larger than any sleigh, the world's biggest container ship docked in Britain Saturday on a maiden voyage to deliver thousands of tons of Christmas presents, decorations and food across the globe.

The MS Emma Maersk, which weighs 190,400 tons, set sail from Gothenburg, Sweden, in September, collecting and delivering festive supplies in Yantian, China, Hong Kong and Tanjung Pelepas, Malaysia.

Operated by a crew of 13, the vessel is the largest at sea — a quarter-mile long, 200 feet high and powered by the biggest diesel engine ever built.

Among goods packed into 11,000 containers are 2 million Christmas decorations, 12,800 MP3 players, 33,000 cocktail shakers, 168 tons of New Zealand lamb, thousands of frozen chickens and 138,000 cans of cat food, said the owner, Danish shipping company Maersk Line.

Around 50,400 tons of goods were due to be unloaded Saturday at Felixstowe port, in southern England, before the ship sails to mainland Europe to deliver 8,000 containers of cargo.

The voyage is the ship's first from China to Europe and was specifically planned to deliver Christmas stocks to shopkeepers — including a haul of electronic dinosaurs, radio-controlled cars, pinball machines and computers.

Maersk Line said the ship could travel about 200,000 miles every year — the equivalent of seven and a half trips around the world.

Most of the goods have been produced in China, which last year exported $30.5 billion worth of goods to Britain, said Caroline Lucas, a European Parliament legislator with Britain's environmentalist Green Party.

That should make Britons think twice, Lucas said. "People should see the ship as a little microcosm of all the major problems with world trade."

"The thousands of tons of goods being delivered are items which once would have been produced in Britain and Europe, but which are now made in China, where exploitation of the labor market means we cannot compete on price," Lucas told The Associated Press.

The ship's two-month voyage also highlighted concerns about the environmental impact of transporting goods and food long distances, she said.

The above was taken from no where else but, Yahoo!

Tios News - Run, run! The emos are coming!!

2006-11-03T23:06:00.000+08:00

Finally the end of the school term, the beginning of another new beginning. Actually, it was only the beginning of the last term which i said it was the beginning of a new beginning... er.... but nvm lar, this time is really really the new beginning, haha.

Anyway, what should I talk about today... I had recently found out I had ran out of interesting things to blog about the moment the holidays begin, I mean, there is no teachers to make fun of, no students to hate, no baldness to shine light to blind us. Well I did say this blog is meant for youth and all, probably a whole lot of stuff which goes against the so called 'proper morals of life' with the 'real morals of life' of which the 'proper morals of life' is formed by mainly adults and 'real morals' are formed by...hmm... guess who, us obviously! Except... erm... if you are a parent, or above 30.

Yes, I had just recently found out that 30 was the cut off age of being a 'youth' even though you are still youth at heart, sorry! No can do...haha... you can just 'F' off, no seriously, adults over 30 seem to have a world of their own, at least those people between 25 to 30 still understands us, but those who are really 30 and above... they just, don't understand us (Any objections, comments are appreciated!)

I'm not talking about those who are 70 to 80 plus, in fact, those who are extremely old seems to understand us better. Or maybe they just act like they understand us but what I'm trying to get to is that once you are between 30 to 70, you are either:

- A father who is working hard to keep the money flowing
- A father who is working hard to get laid (By an outsider woman)
- A mother who is working hard in the same company as the father to make sure he doesn't cheat on her
- A mother who is working hard in another company to act like she is working hard to keep the money flowing where as actually she is working hard to get laid
- A mother working hard at home to act like she is looking after the family in order to get money and jewelery from her husband
- A mother working hard at home to act like she is looking after the family where as actually all she does is play mahjong

What I'm trying to say is that people in that range are working hard, but not working hard for those people who need their work but working for themselves. Heck, if you want to work so hard you shouldn't have made any babies at all right??

I'm not saying all parents are like that, there are a handful of parents who are real parents. Who really love their children more than anything else, sometimes even more than their own spouses. But sadly almost half of that handful of parents work hard, but they can't just do anything about their children, cause... they just don't know how to do it right...

Now about the title, erm, this is kinda an emotional thing (duh, it has the word 'emo') but, yeah, I'm not gonna talk about it....

Well...

Do you know if you close your eyes and count to 10 at 4 in the morning you will see a ghost, well, that depends if you can wake up that early, it is a school holiday you know!!

Tios News - The Importance Of Being Elite

2006-10-31T13:23:00.000+08:00

Well I dont have to say much the video speaks for itself, but this is very true I may say, very meaningful. Anyway for each his own, enjoy!

OWNED, haha...

Whoever made this video was simply fantastic... all done with Sims 2

Tios News - Gone be the haze

2006-10-27T12:32:00.000+08:00

I've seen many blogs pop up, talking about haze, since so many of them had written about the haze, I shall write about the end of the haze, haha (It's funny so laugh). Anyay, the PSI finally dropped yesterday and the night before I think, due to the rain. The news said PSI level wouldn't go up for a while so lets hope it stays that way. For a long time (A few weeks) I couldn't see Bedok Resevoir which is suppose to be opposite my house and Tampinese seem to have disappeared (Yes, that's how far my horizon is, wish you can stay here right?), anyway the news said we couldn't see 1 km away because of the thickening of the haze or something like that? Well I couldn't see the lift lobby from my house! So now you know how much worse the haze is here in Bedok than other places (Excluding Downtown, that place really kana teh worse).

The haze also made lots of people sick, both my mum and brother fell ill and lots of students found a great excuse to be sick (yeah!). Last week, friday I think, a record number of 3/4 of the class didn't come to school, so now you know how many people were sick on that day...

Well lets move on, away from the haze. Yesterday marked the end of the school term again, and also the beginning of the year end holidays. There was this termometer check in school that day. Actually there was suppose to be one the day before but almost 3/4 of the entire school did not bring their termometers, so Lak (Principal) said, "fine, tommorow you don't bring your termometers you all have to pay 2 dollars."

Guess what?

The very next day which was yesterday, the school made 1 thousand dollars. Guess how many people didn't bring their termometers? 500 STUDENTS

500 students didn't bring their termometers, you should have seen the looks on lak's face, like he going to kana stroke.

And it's not just 500 students, the school stocked up only 500 termometers to sell and they were sold out and still there were plenty of others who did not have termometers.

Amazing eh?

Tios News - Phone Calls...

2006-10-23T14:17:00.000+08:00

I've been getting lots of phone calls from unknown people, like fathers, mothers, managers, interest people, people who call to sell stuff... er.... telemarketing?? Well I had been thinking of coming up with podcast, but what the heck, no one visits this site anyway so why bother?

But!!!

If my site meter gets 100 hits in any one week, I will be glad to do so :)

Anyway here are some conversations I had been having with unkown people from unknown places at the most unusual time of the day, enjoy...

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[Phone Call 1]

Me: Hello, who's this?

Caller: Huh?

Me: Huh?

Caller: Hu-h?

Me: Huhhh?

Caller: Huh? Hello?

Me: Hello? Hello?

Caller: Huh

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[Phone Call 2]

Caller: Jiak Ba Buey?

Me: What?

Caller: Jiak Ba Buey? Jiak Ba Buey? Jiak Ba Buey?

Me: Excuse me I think you got the wrong number...

Caller: Kao.....

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[Phone Call 3]

Caller: Halloh kan ey speeek to Rajam Ali (spelling may be wrong)?

Me: Er.

Caller: Halloh? Halloh? Ali, pick up the vhone var

Me: You got the wrong number

Caller: Oh, beri sorri...

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[Phone Call 4]

Caller: Hello may I speak to Mr. Lim please? I am Thomas' teacher?

Me: Er I think you got the wrong number

Caller: Are you sure, I know you are Mr. Lim

Me: No, really I'm not him

Caller: Don't lie sir, I'm here to talk about Thomas' attendance in class

Me: ...

Caller: Hello, hello? Hellooo?............. You sure this is the correct number?

Voice from far away: Yah...

Caller: Hello? Mr. Lim, are you Thomas Lim's father? Hello??

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Alright now for a Trivia, guess who the callers are!!! Happy... thinking!

Tios News - Me <3 Jap Songs

2006-10-19T20:06:00.000+08:00

I don't know why but the rythm for every song seems to sync nicely with my header (swee right?) Anyway, I love Jap Songs, or not exactly love lah but it's just a whole different spectrum from ordinary english AND chinese songs. Other than the fact that they add some english to it like how CHINESE songs usually are. Well I can't think of what to write and I felt that it's about time I should seriously consider not writing political crap against teachers and parents especially TEACHERS (F'k ALL OF YOU, except for the good ones, you know who you are :) No, not you Yeo Lan.... definately not you........).

But, *sigh* I just can't control myself.....

Today our principle just released this royal message to us written on the royal manuscript provided by the royal used printing papers company. All approximately one thousand of us stared at this shinning gold piece of paper, at the mavelous underside where ink residue had been left behind. Staring at the folded corner and the spilt coffee mark in the morning sun.

He read, "From next year on wards, you all will have to buy a pair of school shoes. No one is allowed to where the white shoes of which you are wearing now, this is to ensure that no one comes in bright yellow addidas or maroon colored shoes."

The point is...........

No one is seriously gonna where those freaking school shoes.

Well enough about that, time for random stuff shall we??

1. I discovered that I just love the "enter" button on my key board, as it helps provide a longer post. Just keep pressing and you will soon find out your post will go on forever! Try it!!

2. I'm deciding between and Xbox 360 and a PlayStation 2 or 3 if I could hold my urge to buy one till next year. But after staring a couple of minutes at my result, I'm beginning to feel guilty about wanting to buy it, wouldn't you?

3. Haze-makers = Indonesians (laugh)

4. That I could bot in robot rage, the multiplayer flash games on miniclip! Try it! All you need to do is click on the little "e" sign at the bottom of your desktop bar TWICE, not ONCE but TWICE!!!

5. That taking photos with a memory card in your phone is much better than without one, why?? Because you can take more pictures of course!

6. I realized that the more I write completely pointless stuff, the more you will feel bored and angry and wouldn't want to come back any more, but too bad, if you don't come back to this blog every day at this current time, you will be cursed with bad relationship and you will be plauge with SARS, bird flu, stomach flu, AIDS, HIV, Syphillis and every other disease you can think of.

PLUS

Your grandma will be knocked down by a five tuner along Tenah Merah (Provided you have a grandma, if not the next oldest living person of which is related to you), your mum will sleep with three other man and one of those three other man will be your dads boss of which case his boss is a woman ACTUALLY, and her husband conincidently will have sexual intercourse with your form teacher who in turn will give you three slaps for absolutely nothing, then you will come back to this blog, begging for mercy, WELL TOO BAD, piss off!!!

ONE MORE THING

You have five minutes to tell 5 people about this blog :) Happy suffering!!!

Tios News - Blogging Now

2006-10-14T18:39:00.000+08:00

I've been thinking about this:

What is blogging?

And many a times I have been searching all around the web to search on the correct defination of blogging and the main reason why people want to blog. Well the main reason and the still existing reason is that people want to express themselves, their daily lives. In an alternate universe where they can get the pain and suffering of daily life off their chest. Or a place where they can store unforgetable memories in pictures, videos and words. Weblogs originally started off as an online journal, an electronic diary of which you can access from any internet connection all over the world. Something of which cannot be destroyed unless the web administrator decides to close down the web. If not, web diaries are indestructable.

To me blogging is more than that.

Blogging is an expanding new world just as how the universe is perpetually expanding. Streching out far and wide into areas never thought off. Blogging started off as an online journal but now it can be use for home businesses, coporate administration, mind me if some words are spelled wrongly, but this are only the tip of the ice berg. Blog is a new pathway, a whole new opening which could lead us to more than just a large some of money.

Blogs are like websites, but better. When you create one there is not much you can loose. Since all blogs are free, like I said before, what's the point of paying money to get your website hosted and not have your site viewed? Why not make a free blog and not have your site viewed? The difference is in the money spent to me. Blogspot is virtually free, and it will remain free, I hope.

One fact about blogs which had never been really discussed before is the design you put in the blog. Think of this, uploading stuff onto the blog is free, the blog domain is free and codes for all the other funny stuff you put on the blog is free and so is your design!! Blogs are the one thing young designers can use as a canvas, and a really good canvas in deed.

Blogs give you this canvas, a header, footer, sidebar, background and lastly the words, pictures or videos you want to put in. All you have to do is customize. And the greatest thing is that customizing is so easy now adays you can make anything your masterpiece.

Blogs can be for art, blogs can be for buisness, blogs can be for families, blogs can be for communication, blogs can make you famous, blogs can get you on TV, blogs can tell your love ones what you really feel...

...so what are you doing now??

Get blogging!!!

Tios News - Innovationation

2006-10-14T17:47:00.000+08:00

Today is one of those days where I have more than one thing on my mind, therefore, as always, I shall seperate two subjects into two post. So it's like, kill two birds, but with two stones...

I had been wanting to go to this, Innovationation (Pronounced as: Innovation Nation) ever since I got that square piece of cardboard with nice looking designs on it which says "Innovationation". Get it?? Well, the exhibition was about the past, present, and future of Infocomm (Dunno whether spell correct or anot). Like how phones used to be those "twist, twist thing" than got the operator on the other end. And now phone is got the 3G and than phones that will be powered by "fuel cell" in the future.

I was thinking the exhibition was going to be all about designing and artistic stuff which you can do with "New Mechanism" but sadly I was proofed wrong. The exhibition was more about... I dunno, just nothing that is innovative. I'm not saying the exhibition was bad, but all this stuff we could easily find on the net (Internet).

Last but not least, Me... Flying Dutchman... My Bro

All photos were taken by my brother, all credits to him for this one!!! Thanks to him I wouldn't need to embarrass myself with lousy phototaking skills, oh the last one was by my mum.

To all the peeps who didn't go to the exhibition... you've been OWNED!!!

Arctica Muzix!

2006-10-13T00:15:00.000+08:00

It's been a long time since I posted an Artica Muzix! post, so here's one! I can't find nice music vids lately so from now on Arctica Muzix! would just mean any kind of media which has to do with YouTube.

And did you know?

... that Google have bought over Youtube?

... that almost 63% of Youtube members post copyrighted stuff?

... that Vengenre Generation just rock your socks??

~mAkInG wEbLiFe ViBrAnT, always.................

Tios News - Thank God For Marking Day

2006-10-12T20:18:00.000+08:00

Hmm, well, I can't think of how to begin as most of the pressure on me has been lifted off by the mere fact that the exams are over. I'm weightless, so to say. Well I figured I wouldn't anything to do as I usually.... don't have anything to do, so I went back to Habbo. I had a long history there, if you do not know what is habbo you can get there through here :)

http://www.habbo.com.sg/

Anyway, I had a long history of a lot of different rooms, of which I demolished and rebuild alot and after all those years of building I found out that the game isn't as interesting anymore and it cost lots of money too. Well, being all grown up that I am now (hehe) I figured I can put the game to good use. So I created Haro Club, another spin off from the Vengenre Series. Well Haro Club only uses the names of places like Jileenis and characters like Cleft and Karnis but saving the world is up to the player himself.

YES! The Player himself! Haro Club is a whole new idea I thought up in thirty-two seconds on how I could use Habbo and all the furni I had in the game to promote Vengenre Generation and how Vengenre Generation can promote my habbo too, haha!

Well, if you want to know more about Haro Club search for "Unexplainable" which is my username of simply search "Haro Club"

More Info on Haro Club will be posted here soon, if Haro Club is succesful I might be making a label just for Haro Club!

PS: Haro Club has nothing to do with the Haro Crusaders

Other things which had been going on the last thirty-two hours were, I build a website in four hours for a friend of mine who I shall refer to as "The Re-ennacment" pretty cool name, go check his site out http://reenactment-markyc.blogspot.com/

I also figured that blogs are around three to five times more easier than making a web and no I don't intend to make a website anytime soon. Blog has sure help alot and so have blogspot, especially blogspot, thanks to you guys I have learned a new language, html!

Mohammad Abdooh

2006-10-10T21:29:00.000+08:00

Mohammad Abdooh is a lung cancer patient and in the last moments of his life he as dedicated to us. In hope that people will notice Life Before Death and what it really is like. This is a bold step for a simple Singaporean in something which prompts our heart often but we often set aside. Death is an inevitable thing, this man, shows us what it is like.

Well, I don't really know if he had passed away yet, but I found this site and it really speaks to me, how meaningful it is to share the last few days of your life with the world. If I could, I would do the same, death is something which could come anytime, at any place in anyway.

To Mohammad, God bless!

Below will be the original introduction taken from the website www.lifebeforedeath.org.sg

For the most part of our lives, we do not care to think much about death. We are protected by the busyness of our lives, and the idea that we are somehow exempt from death until we reach an advanced age, contact a terminal illness, meet with an accident… or until we face the demise of a loved one. Death points us to the unpredictability and fragility of life - the physical and emotional suffering one undergoes when one faces death can be daunting and despairing. Yet one must not lose hope. No one should have to face the end of life alone, without any support. A dignified and pain-free death is possible, in more ways than one.

A project commissioned by the Singapore Hospice Council and the Lien Foundation, “Last days of Mohammad Abdooh” aims to provoke us into thinking about end of life issues, and to raise awareness and understanding of the needs of people living with terminal diagnosis and their families. Filmed mostly in Mohammad’s home, this documentary consists of bi-monthly episodes that chronicles Mohammad’s final journey towards death, and reveals the amazing psyche of the resilient patient fighting his cancer, the tender love that underpins his life, and most of all, it shows us the other side of hospice we are oft times unaware of – the unconditional love and care that has been extended to Mohammad’s family during those trying times.

Mohammad has dedicated his last days to us, in the hope that his story will not only transcend all divide among humanity, but it is a story that will inspire us when life delivers a punch too many. Mohammad is an evangelist for the living, the grieving, and the dying. From Mohammad, we learn that we may never know how our story ends, but we know that love endures all the way to the end.

Hora Crusaders - Picture Mystery

2006-10-10T20:14:00.001+08:00

Christine looked closer at the picture and was sure something had caught her eye for a moment but it seem to have disappeared the moment she shifted the focus of her eyes like as if she was trapped in an illusion. She looked deeper into the painting. The earth crushed between three scale-covered claws, how the shattering earth was painted in so much detail, than she finally saw it, the glimps of light. Beneath the shadow of the claw. The little bit of gold paint which was darkened by the shadow of the claw seemed to have purposefully misguided her trail of sight. But there it was. A golden ring round the center of the three fingers, and on it was imprinted with the mark "G".

"There..." Christine pointed, her index finger almost touching the painting.

"Grandevour," Ven said, "This picture represents evil. Each of these claws must symbolize someone like Grandevour."

But the more they looked at it, the more they felt there was nothing left to the picture. The other two claws had rings too, but they did not bear any sign. Only the corners of the letters which were embedded on them.

"Hold on, isn't it wierd?" Drake spoke.

"What is it?" Eve asked.

"This claw only has three fingers. By right if you would want to crush something you would require a fourth finger considering this claw to belong to a dragon."

"Well, we will just have to defeat the other two to find out the last one." Eve answered.

"But wait," Christine said, "You mean Grandevour is not the only one?"

"I'm afraid so." Ven said as he moved on to the picture across the room. There it was a different sight, the painting was still bore the image of Draearth but four rings intersecting each other wore themselves around the planet, emitting light.

"Four rings of light. Four guardians." Eve explained.

"How could I not have seen this, it represents us." Drake said.

"Four of which guards the earth and four of which destroys the earth." Ven thought, "By right our initials should be the ones on the claws and Traudaures' team on the guardian rings. But it doesn't seem so."

"Ven, it is not our fault darkness is still around." Drake explained.

"But it's up to us to end it!" Ven shouted angrily as he jabbed his fist into the painting.

The impact made the mansion shake and the dust collected on all the paintings to fall off all at the same time causing a slight mist in the room. But Ven saw something different. Right before him the rings in the painting moved and not only that the rings had blocked Ven's fist from hitting Draearth.

"There's no way." Ven said as he stared at the rings. The painting had come alive and it was standing out of the picture, blocking Ven's fist.

He raised his other hand, and touched the surface of the painting. It was smooth, the rest of the picture other than the rings was just a painting but the moment he tried to touch Draearth, the rings begun to move again.

"I get it!" Ven said, he stepped away from the picture and short a beam of energy towards the picture opposite of the one he was standing next to. Immediately the painting reacted as if it was really Draearth. A thick smoke of sand and debree covered the painting.

He looked back at the painting he was facing and there too was debree. Christine, Drake and Eve looked in shock at what had happen. Ven held out his hand towards the painting and tried to grab earth. The rings sheilded his hand from the planet. He looked back at the planet on the other side and to his amazement the rings emerged on the otherside and was doing the same to the claw.

Christine looked at the painting with utter amazement. The two pictures were connected and whatever Ven did to one picture it will happen in the other.

The paintings are connected... one protects and the other destroys. Christine thought, she looked deeper into the painting once more and realized what it meant.

"Ven push as hard as you can!" Christine shouted.

"Drake, Eve, there's something beneath this claw which the rings wants to protect." Christine explained.

"You mean this is like some safe?" Drake asked.

Christine nodded and grabbed hold of the claw. Drake and Eve did the same. As Ven tried hard to grab hold of the rings, the others tried to pull the claw off, pulling Ven's hand along with it.

"It's not working!" Ven shouted as the ring started to spin quickly, not letting him grab on to it at all.

"Don't tell me..." Eve said, she suddenly let go of the claw and ran out of the mansion. She saw what she had expected but did not believe it would be happening. She looked into the sky and there it was, the guardian rings and the claw.

"How in the world?" Eve said to herself in amazement. But she noticed that there were only two rings protecting Draearth.

She ran back into the mansion.

"Eve, what happened? What did you see?" Drake asked.

"The rings. You and Christine, there are only two rings protecting Draearth." Eve explained.

"You mean these things are really happening?" Ven shouted across the room.

"Yes! It will take four rings in order to pull away the ring." Eve explained.

"But we can't, if Ven looses contact with the Rings the rings would have no reason to protect and it will transform back into a painting. Same as the claw." Christine said.

"I know what to do." Ven said, "Shibhayon!"

Suddenly the huge quake rocked the mansion and even more dust fell from the walls and the ceiling.

"I get it! Shibhayon is the dragon." Eve explained.

The dragon flew through the front door and evaporated into Ven's body, suddenly a great aura came over the house and suddenly another Ven appeared.

"Don't worry, Shibhayon has to take human form in order to grab hold of the rings." Ven explained, "Shibhayon is part of me and the painting only reacts to one of us. Only I have the power to do this. So I guess, it's one of those clues set up by Karnis again."

Together, Ven, Christine, Eve and Drake grabbed hold of the claw and finally they pulled it off, together with the rings. Suddenly a great light shone through the house revealling something even more miraculous.

Hora Crusaders - Picture Mystery

2006-10-10T20:14:00.000+08:00

Hora Crusaders - Intro

2006-10-09T22:01:00.000+08:00

After the defeat of Grandevour, new darkness started to rise all over Draearth. How can this be? Is probably the only question the four had been asking themselves. The world had become so dark that the sky did not let in any light.

"The legend... It's suppose to end... what happened?" Christine asked as the four stood at the front gates of the Spheres Residence.

Through the dark sky only the silver lining of the distorted sun could be seen. They knew it was morning but the darkness would just not go away. The four were terribly confused and all they could do was wait.

"What ever it may be, we should go inside." Drake suggested as the four of them entered the gates to the Spheres Residence once more, after years of battle.

The mansion was just as how Ven, Christine and Drake had left it. The four marble pillars stood at the four corners of the room as they had left it, ringed with gold and gems. Countless pictures hung on the walls and the floor covered with a red carpet which laid across the room. The only thing which had changed was the layer of dust which had covered everything ever since they had left.

There was no more war, no more army. Grandevour was defeated and all the province were a whole once again after fifteen years of seperation under the rule of Cleft. Hersiladis had already passed away during the war and so did Normolm. The only ones left were Sofia, Nafale, Henry, Adrian, Andrew and Marie of which had become royals when Cleft took over as ruler over all of Tios. Everything was settled and Tios had been delivered from war and so has the rest of Draearth been delivered from war but the world was still covered in darkness.

The four had decided to return back to the mansion as it was the first place they had met, thinking that they could find a clue there. They were sent by the orders of Cleft.

Christine found her way to the set of chairs in the middle of the room and she sat, "There must be something here, there must be something missing from the prophecy."

"Yeah, we know, but just what is it?" Drake said as he walked along the walls inspecting every picture for something out of the ordinary.

"The pictures... you know every single one of them right?" Ven asked Drake as he searched along the other end of the hallway his voice echoing.

"Well all these pictures were here even before I was born, I have no way of explaining them but I could tell whether one is out of place." Drake answered.

"You could try looking for something which gives off a certain meaning." Eve said as she sat down with Christine.

"A meaning?" Drake thought for a while, "What type of meaning?"

"Every picture tells a meaning, a painting can speak a thousand more words than a book." Christine explained, "What we should be looking for should do with Darkness, like the dark sky or something..."

"I've found it!" Ven yelled.

Ven pointed to a picture. The one picture which was out of place most of all. Amongst all the paintings of nature and famous people was a painting of death, not only death but Draearth crushed by the claws of darkness.

"This is it, but what does it mean?" Eve thought to herself.

"Wait... I get it now." Drake said, he pointed to the picture and with his index finger he pointed upwards to the ceiling and without changing the position of his finger he pointed to a picture behind him, right opposite the picture which was before him.

"This picture.... it was put amongst all the good picture, but obviously you could see this picture is rather disturbing." Drake explained, "But all those pictures on the other side, they are all disturbing pictures..."

"Someone switched the pictures?" Ven asked.

"I didn't know when, it must have been switched before we left." Drake said. He stared at the painting, it somehow gave off an awful aura, a feeling that a greater evil had come upon them. That they were once again fitted into another tight situation.

"But what does this mean?" Christine asked.

"This simply means, when there is good there is evil, when there is evil there is good. The darkness which surrounds us isn't going to give up a fight so easily." Eve explained.

Vengenre : The 2nd Generation

2006-10-08T17:17:00.000+08:00

Welcome to the all new Second Generation, the new generation brings you a new style and a whole new look. The second generation is much darker than the first and it tells a story about the Hora Crusaders, short stories which continues the life of Ven, Drake, Christine and Eve after the battle of tios. ("Vengenre & The Hora Crusaders" are not part of the "Vengenre" Series)

A new dark age takes over all of Draearth, after Grandevour the king of The Land, is finally defeated. Greater evil begun to rise as darklords all over Draearth realize the legend of the cursed four. Just when everyone thought the war was over, the larger war had just begun. Now the four have to travel northwards where they could finally flee from not only Tios, but from Draearth itself.

The legend continues...

Vengenre: The Second Generation is also made to commemorate the finishing of my first book thus the second generation.

So read on and enjoy the new generation,
mAkInG wEbLiFe ViBrAnT~

Blog Maintanence

2006-10-08T17:07:00.000+08:00

This blog will be going under maintanence for a while as drastic changes will take place, you may experience slowness in internet speed for a while, please check in as soon as possible to see the changes :)

Sorry for the inconvinence caused!

Tios News - Famous School

2006-10-03T20:12:00.000+08:00

It's been quite a while since I last posted something, about one week. Well, nothing exciting had been taking place, since everyone is gearing up for the exams. Packing up all our courage before we make the "roller-coaster" fall into an exam paper we can never really be prepared for.

Well, what I'm gonna talk about today happened last wednesday, a day before my last post, I kinda forgot to write this down, but what the heck, enjoy!

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Me: Er.... Uncle, St Patrick's School please..

Taxi Driver: Ok..ok, you want to go by Frankel or wat?

Me: Ar... Frankel lah..

Taxi Driver: Waah boy you veri rich ar, take taxi to school...

Me: No lah uncle, I late for school

Taxi Driver: Oh... I see.... I see...

(silence for a moment)

Taxi Driver: Boy ar, you from de, de sain paterik skool, de boi pok the fok in de other boi eye wan ar??

Me: No! No! No! Uncle, not the eye la, the head only

Taxi Driver: Oh... I see.... I see...

***

So one thing I learn from this is that taxi drivers are like mosqitoes (dunno spell correct anot) spreading dengue. The second thing I learn is that if a mercedes cab and a normal cab comes at the same time, just dont raise your hand, it will safe you 30 cents.

I had learned my lesson well, dont be late for school, especially if some one from your school kana pok in the head with a fork.

But, for the people (mosqitoes) spreading the news around about my school. Get this clear, the situation had been long solved and because those two boys' parents were good friends, they rather just leave the matter to rest. So, stop being mosqitoes, because your bacteria doesn't work anymore :)

And for the stupider ones, please don't go around asking any tom, dick and harry, wether they kana poke in the head with a fork before, because chances are they never kana before...

.... unless... you want to kana?

Tios News - Whose Side?

2006-09-29T13:20:00.000+08:00

Lately I'd been asked whose side was I on between parents verses teenager and in some cases kids too. Though my side shows alot of bad things about parents, I would say I am neutral. What I write are just random thoughts and I'm just beginning to understand the relationship between parents and their kids.

But if you would ask me whose side am I on, not based on this blog, I would say I am on the kids' side. I'm not saying all parents are evil and deserve to die or anything. But I could say that almost all parents are corrupted and most of them don't even know they are. Why? Very simple, because just like kids, parents believe everything on the TV.

Parents are forced to believe they can't handle their own children, thus, they start over-burdening them. And when their children start to fight back, all they can say is, "How dare you speak to me like that, I am your mother/father!" or they will use another standard line, "I gave birth to you/I am your father, I know what is best for you!"

I don't believe if you scold your children, give them tuition and assesments will qualify parents as parents. In fact, I believe that if parents can't teach their own children, their not qualified as parents at all.

But that would mean 3/4 of all parents in the world are not qualified as a parent right??

Well, it is not that hard to be a parent really. It's just that because of media, parents miss the point of being a parent.

Now, I know I had explained this before, but it doesn't hurt to explain it again. Because parents just can't get it into their thick skull how easy it is to be a qualified parent.

The answer is simple....

The answer is

LOVE

Tios News - Most viewed

2006-09-28T14:52:00.000+08:00

Well, well, well, I submitted my blog to SGblog directory two weeks ago and it seems like I had been making progress. My blog was at No. 6 for the "Most Viewed" blog and it jumped 2 places over night to No. 4. I hope it will stay that way or maybe better ;) who knows.
Anyway I would like to say a big thank you to the people who had visited my blog and who are still visiting, a very big thank you to you!!!

Do rate my blog too, I was in number 9 position for a while but I had since been kicked out of the top 15 list for the "Most rated" so please rate my blog too! And continue to spread the word of Vengenre Generation!

mAkInG wEbLiFe Vibrant~

100 Years

2006-09-27T17:45:00.000+08:00

Another one of my selfmade videos, enjoy!

Hugs

2006-09-27T16:28:00.000+08:00

An Inspiring story really, I mean, everyone needs a hug once in a while especially during this time of war, misunderstanding and power struggle. Let everyone of us, every human in the world do our part to bring peace!

Tios News - Art

2006-09-26T20:27:00.000+08:00

This should probably be the second time I post a Youtube video as my Tios News post. Well this short video is created by me and it features my very own creation, "Alot Of Pictures In One Canvas"

I did this during school hours today, it took around six periods so it should be approximately 3 hours. Well, I had nothing to do didn't I? And the teacher told us to revise, so what better thing to revise on than art?

See if you can spot them all! Let your imagination run wild!!

Below are pictures of the art piece with descrpition on every interesting thing that is on it!

This is the full picture of the "Alot Of Pictures In One Canvas"
Basically this picture, or this set of pictures actually symblozies what I feel about Singapore the Island home of which 4 million people live in

The Dice And The Esplanade
This picture represents our current achievement and what we will be having in the future. The Dice represents the Casino which we will soon be having in Singapore, siting on a cloud which held up by the many pillars of dreams of Singaporeans. The Esplanade is represented as 2 easter eggs as the Esplanade is where new dreams are born.

Closed Doors
The closed doors roughly represents how some Singaporeans are feeling right now. They feel that the government is "closing" their doors on locals and opening up our doors to foreigners. But the recent national day rally had displaced all that. Prime Minster Mr Lee Hsien Loong had already told us that locals are much needed too and will never be overtaken by foreigners. Because without locals Singapore wouldn't be Singapore!

The Lightning Coconut Tree
The lightning clearly shows the dark times of Singapore, but it also shows that light will always shine through the darkness. Lightning as in PAP. It also resembles a coconut tree which can be found all over the east coast.

Waterfall
Well, this is one of the few unclear pictures, if you look closely you should see a waterfall as the sideburn of the face. There isn't any specific symbolism for this one but it would be nice to believe it is the waterfall of dreams, countless dreams falling from the clouds and turning into reality here on earth.

4D
For many Singaporean adults, 4D is known as the one true happiness and a God given shortcut to life.

Love
Ah, the sunset, the dream of every Singaporean teenager, as we do not have winter, autumm or spring in Singapore and teenagers are not allowed in clubs and pubs, the sunset is as romantic as it can get. The best places are usally East Coast or Bedok Resevior

Welcome To Mad Town
Last but not least, welcome to mad town. To me, Singapore really is a mad town. A mad town full of people with mad dreams. This is Singapore in its reality, everyone is dreaming big, you have no idea how crazy it is to dream big in such a small island.

Well that's all the pictures I have, there is definately more than these pictures in the art piece which I made, all you need to do is open your eyes and imagine!

New feature

2006-09-26T15:35:00.000+08:00

This is a new feature which I recently thought of, after playing around with PhotoShop and other Adobe Products I thought of this great and extremely useful idea if you have been reading my blog long enough!

Gone are the days where you have to scroll all the way up to see the latest blog post or to get to a link. With this "Back To Top" feature, you will definately safe a hell lot of time! So no more scrolling up and down that miserable bar at the side of the blog, just click it and you are done!

Tios News - An Eventful Day

2006-09-25T21:35:00.000+08:00

Today as the title implies, was an eventful day. Starting with the first examination paper of the year. I can never stress how much fear there was in me when the teacher started passing around the paper, the hair on my skin was literally standing up just as Gurmit's and Daniel's hair stand during the result show today which had just finished three minutes ago.

If I type fast enough I might be the first person to blog about the Singapore Idol :)

Well, the show wasn't as eventful as I thought, since I am a fan of Jonathan. But... not those siao gao, crazy cheena fans in the crowd but the laid back and seating on the couch in front of the TV eating Mee-siam (Mai Hum) type of fan. Well, as ABSOLUTELY NO ONE expected, Hady Mirza won...

Amazing huh??

Well, many Singaporeans feel that Jonathan should win, on the streets all I hear is Jonathan, Jonathan, Jonathan, but why didn't he win?? Was it a conspiracy?? Was Gurmit forced to say Hady won by the forces of darkness.

Could it be that some laksa sauce got into his eye while he was eating back stage??

Could some one have liquid paper Jonathan's name off the million dollar paper he was holding when he got laksa in his eye and changed the name to Hady with a pillot pen?

Well to me, this round of Singapore Idol is just another battle of numbers. On one side we have Hady fans who are usually malay who would definately stick to their idol as die-hard fans. But on the otherside we have a bunch of chinese fans, of which only knows how to complain about the pricing for the phone calls and SMSes. I'm not talking bad about my own race or anything, but that is what we are.

Jonathan was from SJI (Saint Joseph Institution), which meant that most of chinese fans had already left disappointed since all pure chinese idols had left the idol stage. So all that is left is the few chinese-christian minority VS the die-hard malay fans.

Though Jonathan could obviously sing much better than Hady, many Singaporeans feel that, "Just because they sing so well means must pay money lah??? You think we got alot of money ar?? Think we like de ang-moh so siao ar??"

Well apart from Singapore Idol, today marks the start of the dawn of the end of year exam. Which means darkness and rainy weather have begun to shower over us as witnessed this morning.

It's pretty creepy how always on the first day of exam it would rain.

So to Hady Mirza, you're lucky this time, but no one else in the world is gonna vote for you...

Tios News - Dawn Of The End Of Year Exams

2006-09-24T22:29:00.000+08:00

My first exam starts tomorrow and it's exactly one and a half hour till it's officially exam day. Don't be fooled by the time which may appear at the bottom of the post. I didn't set it to singapore time which I had reasonly discovered was GMT+8.

8 = luck?? I wonder....

I had set my heart today to study for the first time in my life for an actual exam. Or first time in my secondary school life, but I guess I'm gonna leave that till my 'N' and 'O' levels. But I know, greatly well, this exam is extremely important and there is this guilty feeling within me for not studying hard enough. All I have left is god to help me, seriously, without him, I wouldn't be blogging right now. I wouldn't have such a HIGH standard of english (depending on how high YOUR own standard is, which is probably mediorce, jking. All Singaporean england veri de powderful wan...)

Anyway, there is no way I could express my fear of failing for my exams just as much as Hady Mirza couldn't express his love for his fans which he repeatedly kept saying over and over today at the Indoor Stadium.

It's like damn it, I didn't study, sh*t, how now??

It's like how much I want to revise, I just can't pull myself to do it and I keep living god to do the rest. I'm by my word he DEFINATELY did his job when I asked him to. The number of times I didn't study was the number of times I passed (Not that when I studied I failed... but wait... I never really studied at all).

You know, it is always the exams which draws me closer to god. Because taking an exam is like going through a caning session in prison. Because if you fail again, it just means a few more strokes added on to the years before which you failed too. Exams are like an ever lasting caning session which not only whip up your ("arse" for those traditional parents or your "palm" either left of right, the other hand if you are left or right handed) but also whip you up mentally which in some cases leads to suicide.

Exams together with the pressure given by parents and teachers are like experiments done on a blind man/woman. Where the scientist will pretend to cut the man's/woman's arm and explain to the person vividly and in detail what was going on and in most cases over exaggerated that may lead to a heart attack because of what the person was beliving in.

Could you imagine? You didn't need to cut the person or slash his throat or drug him. All you need is to blind fold him and make him believe he was being slashed to death. A man's believe is his most powerful weapon because with believe (faith) you can move mountains. But a man's believe can also be his greatest weakness, which could kill....sadly...

But that is how exams work. We are literally blind to the questions that might be given to us. And this same questions takes us to where we want to go in life. Just one mark lost may mean a dream dashed off from the list of reality. Everything in life is based on those few pieces of paper of different subjects...

If you parents are reading this, I urge you, please stop killing your kids, stop putting them through a mental prison, or another words, a living hell...

To all the people taking exams tomorrow and the week after, good luck!

Wall Papers!

2006-09-23T22:21:00.000+08:00

Hey guys!!! I just came up with my own Vengenre Generation Wallpaper, and guess what, it moves!!!

Please use my wallpaper and tag me or comment so that I know how many people have used my wallpaper.

If you would like to know where I got my background from, it's my electric guitar.... well that's it for today, byes! Remember use my wallpaper, it's cool!

Note: It takes a long time to load but once you apply it as your wallpaper it should work right away, if it doesn't work, please tag or comment me too!

Tios News - The Blog Buisness

2006-09-22T17:19:00.000+08:00

Lately or actually today I had been wondering, what sells on blogs. Or how can you make a blog popular so much that you can sell stuff on it. I read from a book in my school library today on design, or actually how to sell products.

It somewhat read, "Follow trends and think out of the box." I wondered to myself. If I'm following trends how can I think out of the box?? This two points trend and originality are like counter parts of each other. This led me to thinking however that if we follow trends, wouldn't the market grow smaller if everyone is following the same trend?? Thinking this way would mean thinking original would open up new markets.

But I think it really depends on the customer. If a certain product calls for more than one shop, than of course it would be good to follow the trend. But if there is little room to fit in another shop, I suggest making something new. But then again, no one might want the product, or they may not even know the product for instance.

I had been trying really hard lately to gain more people to read my blog. And I found the only blogs which really stands out, are those which sells. Blogs as Singaporeans were told during the national day speech is a "hip and young trend amongst today's youth", and that the internet industry is opening up as people are crossing barriers to reach new height in the still unexplored infinite net that we call the "internet".

Other blogs which had became popular are xiaxue and mr brown and of course talkingcock.com. But how did they get so famous?

I guess close contacts are the only way to get around. Having lots of people close to you to spread the word, close and loyal people, who at least have an internet connect and understands that you have to type "www." before every web address and not "wwww" or "www=" or anything like that.

I'm dumbfounded by the fact that, an average of 0 people visit my blog per day. Or maybe 0.0000000000000000000005 people visit my blog per day. I had asked before, on suggestions to make this blog better, but if no one visits who is going to give the suggestions?

Well, I read on other blogs that adding site feeds is the way to go. Feeds like Feedburner, Technorati and adding blog directories like SGBlogs, Blogexplosion and all that. But, my numbers are still down at 0.

Why is that?

People don't even click on the links, which I had wasted time to put on all this different websites. Sometimes all this really makes me feel that the blog industry isn't opening up at all, or even closing up its doors. Because people only want to see good sites, sites that people visit day after day, hour after hour, hoping that something interesting will appear on that same site.

People are still pretty mono to the blog world. They haven't fully opened up to the internet world, they only stick to what they know. Thus the industry IS opening up, but 50000000000000000000000 times slower than the rest of the world.

Demon trapped in Elmo

2006-09-21T21:31:00.000+08:00

Believe it or not, it's freaking freaky!! Can you imagine if that elmo just suddenly starts laughing in the middle of the night? Like how the hell could it roll on the floor and laugh and then stand up again?!?!

Tios News - Project failure

2006-09-21T17:14:00.000+08:00

Reasonly two british people/teachers had visited our school in a joined hand project to better Singapore's english in the young and those teaching the young. Though I had not met this two visitors I shall call them, I had noticed their visitation hasn't changed much of our english and I came up with a whole vocabulary of words I learn from my teacher the whole of this year and the last!

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(Words not in alphabetical order)

1. Bedder - A word which means much more pleasing all something close to the norm which is good for the majority. Original word is "Better" of which the "tt" is pronounced as "dd".

2. dun - Meaning not to do or not wanting to do something, the orginal word is "don't" but Singaporeans are too lazy to pronounce the "t" and the "o" to a "u". Not to be mixed with the word dune which means desert hill.

3. lrong - Usually used witht he sentence, "Ur dam lrong lor!". Pronounced as "lerong" which means... wrong lah hai yo, lyk that also must explain.

4. lamol - The original word is "lame-o" a american term of a person who is lame usually said in a sarcastic tone. It is pronounced with the "l" after the "o" because of Singaporean's inability to be sarcastic.

5. OK - This is a very common term in Singapore and it's other half "alright" just doesn't seem to exist.

6. Told - Common replacement of the word "tell" because of Singaporean's inability to differentiate past and present tense.

7. But/And/Because - Words that are not to be used as the starting word in composition writing but amazingly is allowed in thesis, mauscripts, blogs, newspaper, advertisments, movies, subtitles, american books, british books, american & british compositions (compositions all over the world except singapore) and even in the bible!

8. Mai Cha la - A dilect commonly used amongst the chinese Singaporeans to tell others to shut up.

9. Ex - A short form of the word "expensive".

10. Buay Sai - Hokkien for ‘cannot’ or ‘incapable’. Can be used in many forms.

11. Nah - Yet another short Singlish tag, used when something is given out; similar in sense to, "Here you are". Possibly derived from Mandarin, where it means "take".

12. Correck - A term commonly used amongst teachers to tell their students to pass up their home work which they will never do anyway.

13. Affirm - Commonly used in catholic schools especially the school I am in to affirm or to say something good about someone. Teachers think it's more chim to say affirm then to just say what's so good about the student who actually is just a dam suck up.

14. Busted - Usually confused with the word bastard, busted is derived from the show "Rocket Power" which showed on cable TV and once on Kidscentral which meant "sabo-ed", or "found out"

15. Sabo - Derived from the word "sabotage". Singaporean's think it's more appropriate to say sabo than sabotage because they just can't pronounce the "tage".

(i) sabo - tonight we shall sabo him! He bedder watch out!
(ii) sabo-ed - haha, you kana sabo-ed last night!
(iii) sabo-ing - Oie don't talk, I sabo-ing now!

16. 29125 - pronounced as "tonight want to fight".

17. Nigh - derived from "29125". Singaporeans has used this term so much that they had lost the ability to pronounce "night" but instead pronounce it as "nigh" or "nine"

18. Wan - another word of which Singaporeans had lost the ability to pronounce the "t"

19. Very The - phrase meaning, inexplicably, 'very'.

20. Very What One - A phrase used to describe a quality so inexplicably irritating about something or someone.

21. Mah-Cham - Malay term of comparison, equivalent to "like" in English.

23. Siao - Which means crazy

24. Shuddap - A singlish equivalent to "Shut Up" in English

25. Frus - The Singlish abbreviation of "frustrated".

26. Mats - Not to be confused with "mut" which means dog. It is pronounced as "maths" with a missing "h" a short-form of "mathematics".

27. England - A replacement of the world "english" to irritate teachers and pupils who do not know how to speak english

28. Cheena - Meaning person from china or china man can also be used as Cheenaman.

29. Mungen - A malay word meaning "yellow" commonly used in racial name callings. But not one really cares :)

30. Drama - Meaning sarcastic or good at acting. A little bit already cry, so drama....

31. Si beh - Commonly used amongst chinese singaporeans which means "very" usually used in a a negative tone.

32. Lim pei - Which means father

33. Load Dull - Singlish for the famous author "Roald Dahl" (spelling may be wrong)

34. Airlopane - "Aeroplane"

35. Jecpane - "Jet Plane"

36. Give Chance - Singlish expression for "to be fair, generous, or to give a fighting chance".

Some words and meaning were taken from talkingcock.com

Vengenre Forum

2006-09-20T21:24:00.000+08:00

Visit my new forum! http://vengenre.proboards83.com

Tios News - SGBlog.com

2006-09-20T19:40:00.000+08:00

Well, I just got invited to join SGBlog.com the singapore's blog directory. I asked to join quite a few months back but I didn't get entry because of the site's closer. Well the site had since been revived back and they are calling in new members to join.

It's a pretty need site, as its name stands, it's a directory, much like Technorati, but it's just for Singapore. It's better than Technorati, I feel, is because they had put everything in easy to read labels. Everything had been catergorized and if at the last point of time you can't find the site, there is always the search button.

I put my blog under Art > Literature but I had transferred it to Kids and Teens. Now all I need to do is wait and see whether the webmaster would aprove the transfer. I had decided to transfer it to the Kids and Teens section because I feel the Art section is just too adult for me and my blog is to reach to the younger generation.

Not saying that older people can't read this blog is just that you might get pissed off if you do :)

So far there are less than a hundred members but I'm pretty sure it will grow cause, well, Singaporean's will be a member of anything they can get their hands on. It's like a home grown habit.

Alright now for the features on SGBlog.com. Other than having a really cool and user-friendly interface, SGBlog.com also has the top viewed blog list. My blog was in the runner-ups the first time the site was open to viewers, cause, there were only twelve users. But since then my blog had been no where near there. So I greatly wish you people out there to view my blog more, kay??

Another feature is that you could rate the blog. Yes!! Rate the blog!! There is this thing on XileRO (A free Ragnarok Private Server) and other RO (Ragnarok Online) private server going on where they get players to vote for the best private server. I feel because, the Game Masters of the various servers had nothing better to do and what better to gain popularity than to make a voting scheme. I wish blogging would one day be like that so that it would become much more of a challenge and a enjoyment to make the best blog.

I feel it can start with SGBlog.com. Starting with the rating scheme where blog authors will try their best to gain the most ratings and visits and tags.

Arctica Muzix!

2006-09-18T21:50:00.000+08:00

This is my favorite song from a long long time ago, well, it's still my favorite song!!
Artist: Lost Prophets
Song Title: Last Summer

Tios News - HDB parody

2006-09-18T16:29:00.000+08:00

I don't really know the meaning of parody but it sounds nice..hehe.. and it rhymes with HDB, okay not funny. Anyway, in history I'm starting to learn about how HDB was formed and how HDB made a record number of flats in over fifteen years I think. Well, I learned that houses in the kampong area was burned down by accident thus leaving the HDB lots of work to be done. But this left lots of us in the class thinking if HDB were the ones who set the fire and that the reason why they worked for free is so as not to get caught by the government. Enjoy!

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Father: Honey, wat's that smell?

Mother: I dunno?

Son: Mommy your food chao ta (burned)!!

Mother: How can? I never cook...

Father: Wah biang, why you burn my house, oie!

Mother: Stop burning our house!!!!

HDB man: Haha, now you got no where to live... now you have to go stay in our HDB flat where people anyhow urine at your door step, muahahaha!!!

Son: No!!! I dun wan to stay at HDB, I report you!!

HDB man: Diam lah, you small boy don't talk, after I burn you also, I burn you backside then you know, muhahaha!!

Father: Quickly! We must get out of here and move in with other people!

HDB man: Too late! Their house also alreadi kana burn down liao, you got no where to go, haha!

Mother: Honey let's go supreme court complain...

HDB man: Muhahaha, muahaha, you cannot complain because I work for free... muahahaha

Father: Lyke dat how?

Son: Dun burn our house!!!

HDB man: Muahahaha, I am the HDB man, you all shall live at my flat....

Father & Mother: Noooooo!

***

Or maybe, what if they were given a choice if they wanted to stay in HDB?

HDB man: harlow! I am the HDB man... please open your door

Father: Hallo.... what you want? Don't come and burn my house

HDB man: Uncle, you see this stick? The one got flame come out wan? U see, u see...

Father: Wat you want?

HDB man: Okay, now I give you a choice, you move into HDB, we don't disturb you. You stay here we will burn down your house, but both way, we will still burn down your house

Father: Wa lau, what kind of choice is this, can dun go HDB? Can stay in condo?

HDB man: Are you the foreigner?

Father: er... no....

HDB man: You got earn more then 20 dollar?

Father: no....

HDB man: And then? Still want to talk somemore? You think I very the free is it? I got alot of house to burn down you know?

Father: Wa lau how can like that?

HDB man: You should be very happy we provide you with the HDB, now adays building very ex you know, still want to complain...

Mother: Honey wat happen?

Father: This guy want to burn down our house

HDB: Of course I am the HDB man

Mother: Wa lau how can like that?

HDB man: Wa lau eh? You all got nothing better to say ar? Cannot smile ar?

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We hope you enjoy reading this post, please comment on this if you can, bye!

Tios News - Ah Leng & Ah Hock

2006-09-15T18:34:00.000+08:00

I was in a taxi yesterday on the way home after watching Singapore Dreaming and the taxi driver started talking about how a china woman gave him a one hundred dollar note, american currency in exchange for eight dollars SG. He immediately drove her to the police station. This situation inspired me to write what you are going to read, enjoy!

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Imagine two Loan Sharks having a conversation at a kopitiam, one is name Ah Leng and the other is named Ah Hock, they are discussing on how economy is turning the tables for Loan Sharking.

Ah Leng: Ah Hock, hello, hello, sit down

Ah Hock: Ah, thank you, you ar? How is business now a days?

Ah Leng: Haiyoh, si bei suay ar now adays?

Ah Hock: How come leh?

Ah Leng: Aiyah you know lah, all Singaporeans so kiasu, want borrow money, money never pay back straight away call police, now a days be Loan Shark worst then selling insurance

Ah Hock: Yah lor, I got one friend hor, he murder people lah

Ah Leng: Ooo why? What happen?

Ah Hock: He say, come Singapore no business one, all the people all let foreigner kill liao, want to kill people should go overseas

Ah Leng: Hah, I bet all the foreigner also go their country kill all the people liao that’s why they come here

Ah Hock: Na beh, kill people also no fun

Ah Leng: No leh, you see all the terrorist, they earning lots of money wat

Ah Hock: Aiyoh, terrorist earn high pay you know, you must have degree than can become terrorist, or else they dun hire you

Ah Leng: Siao, all they do is run here run there, drive here drive there than explode themselves only wat, like that also must have degree ar

Ah Hock: Oie use your brain lah, make bomb must learn right? I ask you fix car you know anot?

Ah Leng: No…

Ah Hock: Then?? Want to become terrorist also must learn how to fix car, or else how to make car bomb? Also must learn how to fly airplane, how to speak foreign language, must learn geography in order to know where to bomb, you think damn easy ar?

Ah Leng: Wah, sure anot?

Ah Hock: I tell you, want become terrorist also must have good command of England, you dun go Angh-moh-li-ka wan bomb the place then only know how to speak dialect, people think you some siao gao

Ah Leng: Huh?? I thought become terrorist those people are already considered siao?

Ah Hock: No those siao gao is call the “serious threat ar, and must be stop at all cause”

Ah Leng: You also call them siao wat

Ah Hock: Ya lah then! They really siao right?! If not siao then wat? Smart ar? You think we Singaporeans got a lot of time to go bomb ourselves ar huh? Huh?

Ah Leng: Kk sorry lah wa lau…

Ah Hock: I tell you, dun underes…under…un…underesti….

Ah Leng: Under estimate?

Ah Hock: Yah lah, your England si bei ho lah, dun under estimate us Singaporean okay. I tell you, wan to earn big must go overseas, so that when we familiar with the place we can bomb there

Ah Leng: Huh? You also wan to become the suicide bomber ar?

Ah Hock: You stupid or wat! Dun under estimate the Ah Hock! You think me so stupid like those dun like ang-moh type of people?

Ah Leng: Err…no…

Ah Hock: Ang-moh si bei stupid one, like the Singapore ah pei, see gur mouth come out water, very easy to cheat money. Anyway, I not so stupid as to bomb myself, I put the bomb then I run away

Ah Leng: Waaa… so smart, no wonder you are called the legendary Ah Hock.

Ah Hock: Of course, I am the genius…

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I hope you enjoy reading this newscast on Vengenre Generation from vengenre-generation.blogspot.com, brought to you by Vengenre Generation Solutions....and Imaginary Brands studios

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We Can Learn Too!

2006-09-14T21:36:00.000+08:00

I had actually wanted to write a Singapore story earlier in my blogging days, or you can still find it in my archieves not too long ago. It was named...umm... Singapore story, well I ran out of ideas for that one because it had to relate alot to politics and the side of Singapore the government is trying to hide (Not saying there is anything to hide....is there??). Well this story is very down to earth.

I wouldn't say it's a true story, or that it's about my life (I don't like the feeling of writing a story about myself and having my family members read it, gives me the chills to have them read about themselves). It's just a story that has to do with teenagers, or how I think life feels like for most teenagers, though I might be wrong. This is a little something by me, to voice out for people my age all around Singapore. I wouldn't say for people older than me cause they make come beat me up :)

One last thing is that, Singapore Story has been removed from labels and have been put under Others. We Can Learn Too! has replaced singapore story. This story should go on a daily basis, except for holidays and weekends, enjoy!

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WE CAN LEARN TOO!

Episode 1 - The Introduction

"I was asked to write a little something which changed my life. About an event which will stay in my memories for a long time to come. Something not too personal which I can share with someone. Well, what has started off as my composition has developed into something else. A story that I must share. A story that could change life...

I live in Singapore, in a flat like most Singaporeans do. I wake up at six in the morning and leave home at half pass six. I reach school by seven-fifteen and finish school by one-forty in the afternoon. I reach home, I get the remote...

And that's pretty much my life....

I learned in history that HDB was headed by Mr. Lim Kim San in the 60s, when everyone still rather life in a kampong. Over about fifteen years, and not paid a cent, he made homes enough and affordable for everyone. I also learned in history that HDBs were made in a way that it bonds the different races of Singaporeans together and it gave Singaporeans the feeling of being "at home". But all that was after I started paying attention during school hours.

I grew up in a medium-income family, not too poor, not too rich. Just enough to survive and keep our needs and wants in check. From young I had always been praised with my ability for art, though I do not see much difference between my art and the drawings and paintings by students around my age. Later I was praised for my writings, my compositions which could “wow” teachers because of the ideas I give which the teachers had never thought of.

Imagination was my key to my achievement as well as perseverance.

To be able to imagine what is a head and to be able to withstand all shortcomings to reach our dreams, I think that is all we need to succeed in life. Though in Singapore that isn’t the case, or at least, it is now…" read my croaking-voiced English teacher, "Another one of your mind boggling stories I see. ”

I looked at my own two feet as I stand in the cold, air-conditioned staff room, wondering why I was asked to be there when that was all she was going to say. “Erm, ma’m I need to go lah.” I said, reluctant to stay.

“You can write good stuff, and your command of your language is extremely well. But you should know that if you continue to write like this… it’s not going to get you anywhere.’ She said.

“Huh?! What are you trying to say?” I asked, it was the first time I ever heard something like that. Is my composition too good? Did I write wrongly?? Is my grammar getting worst??

“Your stories…. They will make the examiner feel like you’re over confident in what you write. And I have that feeling right now.” She tried to explain, but the expression on my face clearly showed that I didn’t understand a thing she was saying.

“I’m just trying to say, you are crossing into unknown boundaries, boundaries which examiners had never foresaw. They wouldn’t know how to mark this, or what to expect.” She elaborated more but failed to give me a ground of understanding. All that couch come out from my mouth was..

“Huh???”

“Just try to write in a safer way, a way where teachers could understand.’ She said.

“But…but, are you trying to say that just because the rest aren’t as good as me, I have to pull myself down?? That’s not the way.” I said angrily, I had a tendency to flare up in front of people whenever they wrong me, including teachers, “That’s not what MOE is trying to do! Aren’t they supposed to make students dream a reality by coaching our talents? What the hell?”

I didn’t want to listen to her explanation, though she was a teacher, she was still human, she had no rights to neglect a talent. How could anyone write so well that it couldn’t be marked. I walked out of the staff room angrily, unable to come to terms with what was wrong.

***

“Mdm Yeo again?” asked Amir, a classmate of mine. He was well in English too, actually the best in our class if I were to compare his grammatic capabilities to mine.

“Yah lah, then?? Wa lau, she say my English too good, teachers cannot mark, where got such thing one??” I answered as we walked to the back gate of our school.

“Aiyah, she’s always like that lah, she’s not even fit to be an English teacher. Whatever class she teach, sure fail one.” Amir said

“Hai, in Singapore, si bei hard life ar….” I muted under my breath.

Tios News - Imagination

2006-09-14T21:08:00.000+08:00

I was asked this question today.

"What challenges do you face in the english language?"

Well, I wouldn't write down everything I wrote for the teacher, because she asked for a foolscap paper long essay. While thinking about what I find challenging in the langauge came today's Tios News topic.

The one big thing which challenges me is my imagination.

There is always this fear in me, a sub-conscience always asking me what if I ever run out of imagination. What if, half way during an exam I'm stuck and I can't move on. What if everything I imagine would suddenly just dissapear. Lost of imagination is really true and I think for many writers around the world lost of imagination is what they fear the most. The inability to write a good essay. I mean c'mon, everything in the world begins with imagination.

Without imagination and the skill of using rocks to scratch on walls, we wouldn't have our language. Without imagination, we wouldn't have such amazing looking handphones, designer clothes, jewellery, condominiums, movies, comics. Without imagination, will would have nothing, nothing that can please us, because it is only what we imagine that keeps us happy. But for me, this fear is constant, what if it all just suddenly dissapear. What would I do?? Without imagination it would be extremely hard for journalist to write good stuff, it would be hard for artists to draw or paint. How can we earn, then, if everyone in the world suddenly runs out of imagination??

What's worst is what will our life be like if we can't imagine?? What will life be like when at the moment we think of something it will appear, just like how Chris Angel could duplicate stuff out of mirrors? Sure, with magic you can let your imagination run wild. But what if you reach a point where there is nothing else you can want. Absolutely nothing, not even money, or friends, or love.

Without imagination the world will stop for sure.

Well I'm not here to spill my cup of fear, I'm here for comments and for what people feel about this subject. What will happen if the world ran out of imagination.

Singapore Dreaming - Trailer

2006-09-10T22:14:00.000+08:00

If you all had been waiting intensely for it...... Singapore Dreaming is now open!!!!!!!

ETERN-III-TY

2006-09-10T22:04:00.000+08:00

On a road far away from the village and the lake, was a black horse waiting for us. At once I knew it was his, for it motioned towards its owner immediately upon sight. He walked up to his horse and pattered on its long nose and combed its long strict of mane on its neck.

He mounted the horse and stared down at me, as if expecting me to do something. There was complete silence for a moment, and then he sighed and told me to get onto the horse.
I didn’t intent to speak; I didn’t know where the man was taking me to, but I had absolutely no idea where to go. I did as he said and mounted the horse; I had plenty of other things in mind at that time. Full of lost and confusion. He pulled on the strap around his horse’s nose and we were on the road to somewhere. Two holders hung from the side of the horse, one on each side. He shoved his double-barreled shotgun into the empty holder and pulled the gun in the other holder half way out. What I saw was just the handle and the trigger and about an inch of the barrel. It was a double-barreled shotgun too, but it looked much more sophisticated and majestic. The barrel seemed as if it was made of silver and on one barrel was a little inscription which at that time I couldn’t tell what it was.

He seemed to be starring at his gun with content, and then suddenly his eyes were drawn to me. He made another sigh and told me that I was to be by his side from then on, to live by him till he was old and lost in insanity. He looked at the gun and looked at me again. He told me that the gun he was holding would be mine. I asked why, never have I intended to hold a gun in my hands ever. I was so much against violence that I swore before it I had to hold a gun in my hand I would blow my fingers off. But at that time I was completely lost, and I did not know what to do but to accept what he was giving to me. He said sarcastically that I had no where to go, then turned into a more serious tone, and told me that the world was full of hatred, jealousy, insanity, pain and suffering and that he could see it in me, in those eyes I had. I mumbled, wanting to ask what he meant.

He told that I knew the world was ending and that he could see it. That I resembled him in everyway. That we wanted to die very much, but we still clung on to the filthy world for absolutely no reason. That we were searching for something, one small little thing which could bring light to our lives. He pulled on the strap again; the horse lifted its two front legs and ran faster. Soon we were going over plains at speeds I never ever been before. He told me there was something that was hurtful, but I had to see as he got his horse to go faster again, He told me that it wasn’t only my village that was in the midst of disaster, he pointed over the cliff and told me to look. The horse stopped suddenly it skidded as we reached close to falling of a cliff. Beneath was a horrific sight. From where I was, I was looking at the whole world or the whole of Uex at least. The whole entire country was destroyed by the storm. He told me with the utmost seriousness in his voice that the plague was devouring the entire world. I asked myself what could stop it as I was completely astonished by the horrible sight.

He then explained to me that only the light which I was searching for could stop it as a powerful wind blew upon us. It seemed as if the storm was coming back.

What…am I searching for…I asked myself, lost deep in thoughts as I looked far away, as a huge dark cloud devoured other cities. What I am looking for is a question, till now still left unsolved. There is no light for me to find. But there is something which I truly wanted to find, love. Something that I’ve lost only for three years, but three years has already done so much to hurt me. He pulled on the strap again and the horse begun to move, galloping back down the cliff.

Tios News - New beginning...

2006-09-10T21:51:00.000+08:00

Right now I'm wondering if I had ever used this title before? But as I draw, 2 more hours to the beginning of the new school term, I wish this "new beginning" would never happen. I slept around 4 last night I think and I slept right through the afternoon till around 2pm. Today was somewhat a hazy day, I didn't know what was going on and I could remember when I woke up, I couldn't move a muscle at all. That just shows how much I hate the new school term.

But I guess that's life.....

It's not the first time I ever woken up and felt my body too heavy to get up. Like as if my soul was alive but the rest of myself was still asleep. This feeling is something Singaporeans call 'sian'. And obviously I feel very sian. Well I played Ragnarok, the whole day (I know it's freaking childish and I can't earn money from it but what the heck, life is just too boring).

I'm a lvl 70++ Lord Knight my character name is "Vengenre" I'm sure you would have guessed that right? And I play on a free server, exilero. So if you are paying, don't bother finding me. What is so good about this server is that, it's free. AND you can't jump to level 30 once you kill ONE spore muchroom, yup, just ONE. It somewhat cheating yet it isn't cheating. I mean, the only difference is the numbers, the toughness of the monsters and the MVPs are still the same.

Well, games, movies, stories, music and art are places where I get ideas for my story. Lately I hadn't been getting any ideas (so if you find my posts alittle dry, I'm sorry) but seriously, I've been thinking for a while. If becoming a journalist or an artist uses ideas so frequently, I don't think I maybe able to make it.

Heck, I can't even get my blog to be liquid! It's dry, or at least too dry for me. If I can't even get a blog to become popular, would I be able to write stuff for the rest of my life??

Anyway, back to school is a new beginning, hopefully when I'm back to school, I will get more ideas to make this blog for fluid. Till then, chao

Tios News - End of "so called holidays"

2006-09-10T02:43:00.000+08:00

Well it's saturday, by right it's sunday, but I ain't sleeping yet. End of the so called holidays is here...... why?? Well when you are given one week of rest and not doing anything with nothing in mind other than....

me: hmm.... exams....
conscience: hmmm.... yah.... exams
me: hai.... exams....
conscience: oh well..... exams.....
me: so what you want to do today??
conscience: How I know exams aroud the corner wat...
me: hai........ exams.....

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Well that is what life basically is, for most of us, other than DOTA, maplestory, gunbound, gunzonline, ragnarok. Or else there is soccer or basketball or tenis. But the point is there is always something to do (may be only for people in boy school) and the only reason why we do something else other than think of exams is gaming, to challenge ourselves in other ways other than through a piece of paper with a set of MCQs and source base questions.

So far what I have learned this week~

1. That sticking to the point is possible.

When you have something on your mind and you want to talk about it. Somehow the person would make a point to direct you to a different subject and somehow you can't get to the subject you started with. One way to stick to the point or the subject s to repeatedly remind the person of the original subject.

2. That the cough is definately a pandemic (whatever pandemic means)

The cough is seriously spreading to everyone. But it just doesn't seem like anyone died yet (Not saying that I want people to die but I am stating fact that it is spreading though no one matti (die) yet.

3. That cough spreads like how you get red eyes

You know when someone else rubs their eyes and then you feel like rubbing your eyes too?? Sometimes cough works like that. Or at least for me. To my thinking is that, when you hear someone else cough, your mind will receive it, and sometimes the mind thinks that you are the one coughing and it will cause you to cough too. Our mind could actually make errors, cool eh?? I bet teachers has lots of errors in their minds too.

4. I can't be bothered to leveling up in games

As I said, I can't be botherd to leveling up in games. I know you guys may say I'm too money minded but, what is the point of working so hard and you can't get anything out from it. Base on the troubling times we are facing in singapore now. We can't really base ourselves just on games. Even though some of us may say the gaming industry is on the rise but not everyone in Singapore can base ourselves on games right?

5. That there is someone on my MSN list that is trying to impersonate me

Well, if someone wants to impersonate me, it's alright, it means people are visiting but as I said before, as I said long ago, this site is for the book and will remain for the book and not a place where people start calling names and start IMPERSONATING. This is not a gaming site nor a blog where you can heck care stuff. I made this blog in hope that people could read my book and learn something from this blog. Treat it like your home. Actually.... I bet whoever messed with my tagboard treats his home like a dump (I do not wish to use much harsher tones).

Well that's all for today, tonight or.... tomorrow.... bye.

Tios News - Do not be afraid

2006-09-07T19:23:00.000+08:00

That smell..... the smell of burning flesh as it rises into the night. The lilt ash, it's redish fibre evaporating into dust, floating about in the lifeless wind.

Truely lifeless, the streets filled with nothing but emptiness and blood stained walls.

Diseases rendered the people stay in their homes. The horizon was cloudy, and only the crows of darkness could survive in such dark times, in the open where the clouds could rain death at any time it wished too.

Life meant fear.... death meant extinction is drawing closer...

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Now after reading all that, could you imagine that as the fate of the world we live in? A world where life outside the shade of our homes is not possible, where clouds could rain death, poison made by ourselves. A world where blood stains the walls of our life, caused by us and our selfish want for power??

Could you imagine such a world?

As long as the world we live in continues as it is, that would most possibly be our future and there will be no other excuse to give, what our lives will be in the future is because of what we are now. There would be no need for reasoning, people will be living in fear.

Do not be afraid is my title, but after really thinking hard, I can't find a way not to be afraid. Who wouldn't be? Who wouldn't be afraid if the moment we step out of the four walls we would immediately evaporate into dust? Who wouldn't be afraid if the moment we are free we are burn by rain?

A world where the very air we breath could kill us exist in our near future if we don't do something to change. A world where we will constantly live in fear exist...

Tios News - Updates!

2006-09-07T12:40:00.000+08:00

Background song-
I've added a new background song, well you wouldn't need to use radio.blog anymore. I'm still trying to find a way to stop the song in case you still want to listen to radio.blog.

Categories-
There are new categories (labels) at the side bar, there are two types of categories, labels, which goes according to the title fo the post and, arcive, which goes according to the month of the post, I reccomend using labels

MySpace Games-
Games from myspace has been added into the side bar, Snakes and Tic Tac Toe!

Feeds-
Do subscribe to my feed through the new feed links at the sidebar, you can also sign up for the e-mail feed, where updates will be sent straight to your inbox!! (E-mail Subscribing coming soon)

Update: E-mail subscribing has been added!

Tios News - Holidays

2006-09-06T20:24:00.000+08:00

Hai...(Hai AKA sighing)... holidays suck. Especially this holiday. It's wednesday and only half a week more till I am back to jail (school). I've got absolutely nothing to do other than stone (stare blankly into space, sometimes in front of the computer or any other places that is room temperature and away from direct sunlight). My mum just came back from the hospital not too long ago. Thank god for that. But.... she seems worst again, sigh.

I'm left having to contemplate (spelling may be wrong) between my mum and "mimi" my cat.

You can get his photo through the Tios News label. The picture is edited through photoshop so it's not really....him. Anyway, my mum got some lung infection which may lead to asthma (may be wrong too). This just sucks... what's more, my exams are coming and there is alot more I have to learn before I could pass.

So as you can see my holidays are kinda.... still. I've been thinking of watching Singapore Dreaming tomorrow, but I think my mum would be too sick to go.

So on my list of worries there are, passing my exams, my mum, my cat, my own health, my boredom.... mainly my exams. Heck, what good is a holiday when all you could think about is exams!!!!

Back to the subject of the cat. I think it is pretty important that I should er.... talk about it with my other self (AKA you guys, who read my blog, which is probably, no one).

Well a little history on the cat is that it's kind of an accidental present for my mum on her birthday. I found him a few days before her birthday as I was walking hom from school. A kid and his maid (Pilpino maid) were busy terrifying the little thing. So I decided to take it home.

I thought it would be pretty cool, to have an extra member to the family. He was toilet-trained so it suggestered he had a previous owner which abandonned him. It's kinda funny cause for the first three months we had him, we thought it was a she that's why it bears the name "mimi".

On Chinese New Year, the next year, disaster struck. Me, my bro and my dad were out to send the car back to my aunt (we borrow the car every chinese new year cause we dun have our own). My mum suddenly called and she said that the cat disappeared. Anyway we rushed home and in deed, he was gone.

My mum then had this six sense feeling that the cat was down the rubbish chute (I live in an old flat which has the rubbish chute in the kitchen). My brother went down and miraculously he really was in the rubbish chute! Alive!

Well, when my dad called home, for a moment approximately 5 mins, but I can't be sure cause it felt like forever, we thought he was dead. My mum just suddenly fell to the floor crying and shouting that he was dead.

My dad put down the phone to let her cool down and later my brother called. He sounded furious, cause...well....the cat didn't die and my mum made a big fuss about it (woman ar, always jump to conclusions, haha, jking jking). Anyway, we finally got the news that the cat was alive.

Well, from then till now. Less then a year, I am left to choose between my cat and my mum. From the above I think you would have guessed this cat is one very special cat to me and my family, a very important little thing which burns brightly in our memory. How could we let him go?? I hope, if anyone out there, reads this, may you comment on this, and pray for the right decision...

SINGAPORE DREAMING - 7th September

2006-09-06T17:57:00.000+08:00

Singapore Dreaming, brought to you by www.talkingcock.com. Singapore Dreaming is directored by Colin Goh and Woo Yen Yen.

Synopsis - from www.singaporedreaming.com

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Singapore Dreaming” ( 美满人生 ) is a story about a family with big dreams, living on a small island.

Heavily in debt, patriarch Loh Poh Huat can’t help but feel bitter irony whenever he has to perform his job as a lawyer’s clerk – seizing goods from the homes of credit card debtors. At the end of his career and frustrated by the gulf between his middle class dreams and his working class reality, he takes his feelings of failure and envy out on his family .

So when Poh Huat suddenly wins two million dollars in the lottery, the Lohs start believing that maybe this windfall will deliver them from their struggles. But something happens which pitches the family into a battle where the stakes are the very meaning of life itself…

“ Singapore Dreaming” is a poignant, yet darkly humorous story about a typical Singaporean family coming to grips with their aspirations. It weaves a layered and moving tale about a family dealing with loss, ambition and the search for what really matters in life.

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“It is life in its reality.” – President S.R. Nathan, President of the Republic of Singapore, in the Straits Times, 14 April 2006

“One solid movie. I can tell you now… go and watch it.”- Mr. Brown, www.mrbrown.com, Singapore’s most influential blogger and columnist for Today newspaper

Tios News - Basic Template Codes

2006-09-05T21:44:00.000+08:00

I just came up with my own list of basic template codes.

Why is it basic?

Well, some codes aren't really that basic but the codes can be used in the basic version of blogger. I'm using the new beta version of blogger, so template management is abit harder and if you would have guessed it, all this code came from my blog. So yeah, this is a list of the not so basic, basic template codes!

Just click on the link!

LINK: BASIC TEMPLATE CODES

Steve Irwin - Now only in our memories

2006-09-05T18:19:00.000+08:00

I've been getting lots of "put a turtle or a heart' in your msn as a sign of respect to Australia's favorite 'Crocodile Hunter'. Well as my own sign of respect, I'll put this picture here and I encourage other blog owners to have this picture in your blog too.

Tios News - Maintenance

2006-09-04T22:08:00.000+08:00

The blog will be undergoing serve maintenance for awhile, I won't say when but the blog would probably look like the plain old template it used to be for awhile as I sort out the "Previous Post" problem, till it is solved, all side bar items may disappear for awhile.

Sorry for the incovinence... or however you spell it :)

update: Maintenance over! Many changes in sidebar, including labels, Previous Post has been removed!

MySpace Games

2006-09-04T16:42:00.000+08:00

MySpace Games and Vengenre-Generation collaborates for the first time!

I got these games from Myspace.com, they can be found at the sidebar, play them when you're bored!!

Don't forget to pay a visit to:
Myspace Games

Tios News - So Poor Thing....

2006-09-04T11:53:00.000+08:00

This is especially true for fast-living Singapore, where our ministers talk about defense and how to carry on living when there is a disaster almost 24/7. Though we have practices on how to deal with this, though we are trained emotionally in churches and in talks. Would we really be able to deal with such tragedy when the time comes?

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NICHOLASVILLE, Ky. - Shaken by tragedy, people packed Kentucky churches on Sunday, a week after the crash of Comair Flight 5191 killed 49 people in Lexington.

Despite the Labor Day holiday weekend, nearly 6,000 people attended services at Southland Christian Church outside Nicholasville, just south of Lexington. Volunteers had to direct traffic.

"It's been a very painful experience for everybody," said the Rev. Jon Weece, senior pastor of Southland. "I think the emotions range from everything from anger, confusion, obviously pain. I think people have a ton of questions that go well beyond the whys of the crash, beyond the details of whose fault it was."

The commuter jet turned onto runway that was too short, struggled to get airborne and crashed in a field on Aug. 27. The sole survivor, first officer James Polehinke, remained hospitalized Sunday in serious condition.
Southland was especially hard hit because parishioners knew seven of the victims as relatives or close friends, Weece said.

At the tiny Liberty Baptist Church outside the eastern Kentucky town of Paintsville, 30 people gathered to pray for the victims' families.

Liberty Baptist member June Rice, a retired teacher, said the husband of one of her former students died in the crash.

"This just emphasizes the fact that everybody needs to be ready to go at any time," she said.

The victims included two parishioners of the Cathedral of Christ the King Catholic Church in Lexington, where the Rev. Paul Trabell said people had turned to God to deal with their emotions.

"How profound grief is. How overwhelming the sense of loss is. It just permeates throughout our community," Trabell said.

The priest said people have been left with a realization that "the flaws of life and the randomness with which the flaws of life catch up with us are beyond our control and beyond our comprehension."

As part of the service at Southland, tearful parishioners wrote notes to relatives of the crash victims on tables set up throughout the sanctuary. Weece said the notes would be presented to the families.

"I am so sorry," wrote Hannah Nee, one of hundreds of names on the letters. "There are no words."

Weece agreed, saying: "I think this tragedy shook up the whole community. We talk about life and death all the time, but a situation like this really focuses our attention."

The above was taken from Yahoo!

Standard of English

2006-09-03T21:10:00.000+08:00

Can you spot what is wrong about this picture? This clearly shows the standard of english in Singapore, well, some people may start saying it's a china brand and it's made in china that's why the english is so poorly done.

But here is a note to you, it was packaged and made in Singapore.

"ULTRA-fine HIGH BROKEN Lingzhi Spore Pollen Capsules"

Tios News - Beta Blogger

2006-09-03T14:22:00.000+08:00

Well, I transfered my blog to the new beta blogger and here is what's up and what... just sucks about it.

The good thing about the new blogger is that the dashboard is much, much more neat than it used to be and I can clearly see how many comments I have (Comments are one of the many ways to find out if there are any hits. Altogether there are about 2,180 ways to find hits). The posting system is still the same and the pictures... well the problem of the inability to load a bigger picture is still there.

Now the extremely sucky part is this, I had been looking forward to a day where blogger could catergorize my posts like:

Catergories
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Tios News (43)
Arctica Muzix (21)
Chapters (5)
Eternity (2)
Singapore Story (1)
Others (3)
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It just didn't happen. At one time I almost wanted to transfer my blog to wordpress which has the feature but I figured I was too lazy to transfer everything there (If you did not know Mr Brown had moved his blog to wordpress too). When beta blogger came along my hopes when sky high because categories are really an extremely good feature, makes the blog alot easier to use. But when I transferred my blog to beta blogger I got this:

Archives
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July 2006 (3)
August (59)
September (4)
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With little arrows at the side which can open up to a list of post tittles during that month. I thought, this isn't what I wanted, but it's ok I guess... but then the big thing hit me! I can't edit my template using HTML! I got the categories, my dream blog was about to be forfilled but now this! Given a choice between sacrificing my already beautiful blog for what I want to keeping my beautiful blog and give up on what I want. I will definately take the latter.

Why the hell did they change the template system?? Why must make life hard for bloggers all around the world which were getting used to the template?? Haiz.... I guess I will just have to wait a little longer till my dream is forfilled.

What's so hard about putting categorise using the old template system?? What the hell is XML???

Tios News - Corrupting The News

2006-09-02T23:52:00.000+08:00

I was bored and had nothing to do, actually I set my home page to Yahoo! and an idea hit me (Yahooooo!), well what you will read down bellow is not the news, don't worry, you want the real news you go to Yahoo! this is just a joke, nothing serious... I'm not going to be another Mr Brown... anyway, it's pretty funny, when you corrupt the news, enjoy!

One thing to note, whatever is in ( ), is by me :)

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OLVESTON, Montserrat - Montserrat's Soufriere Hills volcano blasted ash and steam (volcano = steaming, in some cases ashes can also come out) into the air on Thursday, and authorities warned the Caribbean island could see heightened activity (the volcano very horny) in coming days.

The eruption did not affect the northern side of the island (also the northern testical), where all of Montserrat's 5,000 residents live (the north testical where 5,000 sperms live), but the Montserrat Volcano Observatory raised the alert status.

"The volcano is extremely active, (the volcano is extremely horny)" observatory director Sue Loughlin.

Thurday's blasts sounded like jets flying over the tiny British territory (the volcano steam so loud, even ang moh in britan can hear, wah piang eh), much of which was buried by an eruption in 1997 that killed 19 people (a long, long time ago, in a far away land, 19 sperms were killed).

The volcano's dome collapsed partially on June 30 (when the volcano not horny anymore). It wasn't clear what would result from the latest activity, which included rock falls (genital hair loss).

"It's really the uncertainty that causes us to put the alert level up, (wa lao just because got hair loss must make such a fuss lah, you think we veri de free ar?)" Loughlin said. "We expect something to happen but we don't know exactly what it might be. (Just because you say might happen doesn't mean will happen right?? You know couple must have the chemistry then can let go??)"

More than half of Montserrat's 12,000 (haha, 12,000 sperm dun wan to come out so swim up stream, also known as low sperm count)inhabitants have moved away since the volcano sprang to life in 1995.
Access to the deserted southern zone was closed Thursday (also known as using contraceptive).

non-( ) information was taken from Yahoo!

Tios News - Adobe Photoshop

2006-09-02T21:55:00.000+08:00

This isn't the first time I ever used photoshop, I actually used to make lots of websites (which eventually failed) using photoshop. Since this blog is pretty successful, I decided to make this pictures just for you! Hehe, you can use them in.... wherever you want, but please ask me first :)

Remember this blog is copyright reserved.

Update:

I have no idea why it can't be opened in another page in its full size and I'm sure it happened for other pictures posted on this blog as well. So sorry.

Tios News - F.A.Q

2006-09-01T14:55:00.000+08:00

I have been getting alot of questions lately on what 'Tios News' really mean so I thought of coming up with this list, to explain to you words that you may not know or are actually made up by myself :)

F.A.Q as of 1/09/06

1) What is the meaning of Tios??

Ans: Acording to Wikipedia, Tios or actually TiO2(B) is is the monoclinic allotrope of titanium dioxide. The mineral is found in weathering rims on tektites and perovskite and as lamellae in anatase from hydrothermal veins and has a density lower than that of the other three allotropes.

But acording to Vengenre-generation, Tios is actually a group of Islands, The Land, The Plant, The Wind and The Islands makes up Tios. So Tios can also be considered as a union state (A union of states) or in 'Tios' term, a union of provinces merge as one.

2) What is Arctica Muzix?

Ans: Arctica is actually a pigeon like bird which is of ice type and can form any kind of things which is could and... ice. Arctica isn't shown in Chapter 1 - 5 of 'Vengenre & The Battle Of Tios' though but, much later. Arctica can also be found in 'ETERNITY' as just a normal pet bird.

3) What is Draearth?

Ans: Draearth, as I earlier said, Tios is just a group of islands. Draearth is a whole different senario. Draearth is the whole complete planet, together with Priston which will be mentioned much later, in later chapters. Draearth consist of many continents which the four will be visiting.

4) What does Vengenre really mean?

Ans: Vengenre is not the main character of the story actually but it symbolizes the whole story. In actual fact, Vengenre is a beast-consciences stored deep within the mind of the real main character, Ven.

5) Why Vengenre-generation??

Ans: Hmm, I know vengenre-generation as the blog address is pretty long, but I can't think of anything else which suits as the blog address that is better. Why generation?? Well because I plan on writing a whole set of 'Vengenre' books, or that's my dream. Generation is a place where all the books will meet, that means this site is the HQ for all the books.

If you have any other question do send me an e-mail, or just place a comment or tag me!!! Keep the questions coming!!

Tios News - Season 2

2006-09-01T11:35:00.000+08:00

Hello everybody!! Tios News is going into season 2 today. Actually it's season 3 but the first month was done on the last week of that month and Tios News really kicked off last month, so, welcome to Season 2. We had, actually I had, quite a good lot of comments and there was one comment which asked for more of Tios News! Even though it's only one comment, its good!

Ok now for some updates on the site, the radio.blog columm on the sidebar has been shifted up the side bar, so that the momment you log on you could choose your favorite song to play as you read the stuff on my blog :) secondly and also sadly, Pamela and God923 are not part of this blog anymore, one reason is that they have stopped posting for a long time and secondly team blogs can't be transferred to the new blogger beta version so, no hard feelings, ok?

The third update, or actually just a notice is that I have stopped 'Vengenre & The Battle Of Tios' at chapter 5 because absolutely no one have attempted to read it, so if you want chapter 6 and the rest of the chapters go buy the book (if it ever gets published). Anyway all other stories are still running, 'ETERNITY' just reasonly got it's chapter 2, do go read it, chapter 3 is underway! And also my very own 'Singapore story' has been introduced, though I don't really have any plans for Chapter 2....

Fourthly, well, my dream of a book blog is long lost, but that isn't stopping me from blogging. I've figured out that blogging by itself shows people and even shows myself how capable I am of journaling about... well just journaling, writing down thoughts, I already have plans to become a journalist when I grow up (cause it's the only job I will be safe in).

Well, now for a list of things that I had noticed last month

1) Modesty isn't really needed in the working world. If you are too modest you wouldn't go far, people will walk over you. What you really need is the ability to act modest, but not completely be modest. Fake your modesty and your boss will give you higher pay or more work leave.

2) Teachers are even more suck-up to parents than even their own children just to get recommendation from the parents to the principal

3) Teachers have 2 faces. One is the 'suck-up because I want to get higher pay' face and the other is the 'hitler' face.

4) That somehow I passed history, but failed maths and chinese, of which I had been putting lots of effort in.

5) Mr Ho Chee ....er y (I dunno how to spell) and Mr Wong Bun Pi...ao (dunno how to spell also) are gays and they self proclaimed each other as the hottest male teacher in the school. Eeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

6) That making the whole bible story out of lego is possible, thanks to creatsia.blogspot.com

7) That my art teacher finally appreciates my art and that I should choose art next year.

8) There is no way I am going to take DNT next year, even though I am talented in it, cause Mr Chia SUCKS!!!

9) That Christian rock songs are pretty good, compared to the meaningless punk songs of today, keeps you in the mood for reading

10) That I have freaking alot to write on this blog but little money to pay for the electrical bills, if only the damn school allows us to use the computers without limited timing...

Well, that's the end of this months Season 2 special!! Every month there will be a new season coming your way, let's hope it will last to...maybe.... season 10?? Anyway, please tell all your friends about this blog!!! Message them, call them, e-mail them!!!! More people are needed to view this blog in order to forfill its motto:

MAKING WEBLIFE VIBRANT!

Tios News - Flood!!

2006-08-30T14:39:00.000+08:00

Haha, well, this is the first time I post something from school. Er... dunno what to write lah but well, there was like, a great flood in my school field. Ok, to the point now. Seems like this rain is the best thing which happen this month. I feel much better when it rained. That beats the old saying of being warm is good. That probably came from China where it's much colder there. But for the pass two weeks of my cough, seems better to be cooler than warm.

This shows that my last post was true! Climate change have changed the way our weak Singaporean body suits to the weather. Our bodies really aren't used to the warmness of the weather.

So erm, when I go home I will blog something more useful and informative, for now, I can't think in school, haha, bye...

Tios News - Standard Of Efficiancy

2006-08-29T21:14:00.000+08:00

Efficiancy, a big word coming from a small guy who has no standing in anything that has to do with efficiancy other than, handing up homework, taking vitamin pills on time, going to bed on time, going to school on time, coming home from school on time, going for tuition on time, finishing the exam paper on time, revise on time and etc. Yes, alot of what kids do today have to do with efficiancy and of course, high quality work.

Expectations are meant to be met on time and some times, expectations are not good enough for some teachers and parents, getting above expectations seem so normal for smart kids that parents, especially parents seems to be put to the challenge to push their own kids. Well, now it becomes a battle of the parents and not the battle between the child and the damn piece of paper he has to finish in time and correctly to move on to the next step in life.

But, expectations is not the main topic for today. Efficiancy, you would have guessed, IS the main topic. Expectations always comes together with efficiancy, because you expect your expectations to be surpassed ON TIME. Well, if you take a look at the older generation (If you are the younger generation) or if you are THE older generation look at yourself, are you as efficiant as what you expect your child or your student to be?? The answer is, no where near as efficiant. Because of expectations you drive your children and your students to the wall without thinking of their limits, proudness and the "will" to be better than other parents seem to take control of the adult.

Efficiancy, well, for me I was thought that the root to all problems comes from the source. For this case, I think it is very true. I think, in order for the children and the younger generation of today to be efficiant, it will have to begin with the older generation. What's the point of bringing the younger generation to great hieghts when there is no older generation to support us?? We have the idea, we have the knowledge, we have the courage to bring ourselves to the next level, yes, all the things Lee Hsien Loong "AKA Sian Long, boring dragon" has been saying is true! But we don't have the support to do it. How can the next generation succeed when the generation which is suppose to be succeeding now, isn't??

Parents and teachers this days are pushing their children to be more efficiant, because THEY (The Parents and teachers) have the mindset that they can never be efficiant. If that is the kind of mindset all the people of the older generation have, then I think all the work put into taking the younger generation to new levels are wasted. I really do wish I was wrong about this but seeing how adults work this days, I can't help but know that it is true. Adults always use this words when they are too lazy to succeed, "Inevitable". If this word doesn't extinct itself then I think the golden age of Singapore will never come true, it will really be an inevitable thing. Singapore WILL NOT rise no matter how much effort is put in.

Because is inevitable wat?? Wat you expect me to do, huh??

If the older generation is pushing us to do our best, I think we have to do the same for the older generation, starting from this blog, if anybody reads it. The reason why I know this very well and why I can say that this is true without breaking a sweat is because I live in the different kind of family, which I once again say I am very lucky to have. I have no tuition, no canning, no worries, I am as free as I want to be. But I have a great mother, who never ever use the word inevitable, or the more kampong type of parent would say, "fate". If my mum told herself "inevitable" I wouldn't be writing my own story right now, I wouldn't be writing good english right now, heck, I wouldn't even be speaking english, or even any other language, I would have been a looser for life.

I don't need tuition, I don't need the scolding nor the punishment. I just needed the support of the older generation, just someone that I could believe in, someone I could trust. Not a tuition teacher who only cares about the money or a tuition teacher who gives up and calls it "inevitable" that I would fail. Sure, I may be in normal acadamic and my marks aren't that great but at least I'm living a happy life.

Tios News - A coughing Dilemma

2006-08-29T21:01:00.000+08:00

Apart from not really knowing the real meaning of Dilemma, I do know that alot of people have started coughing these days. To me it's due to the weather. The cough has been spreading and everywhere I go at least one person will be coughing for one reason or another, but it doesn't seem to end. I guess it's not a big deal since the media haven't caused a big hooha over it yet. But my cough isn't curing at all. I had finished my medincine and now deciding whether to go to the doctor again or not, but with this kind of weather, I doubt I will be cured.

For my case, I can consider it quite a serious case, I have been coughing non-stop and everytime I try to hold it in, I would feel like vomitting, in fact for the pass few nights I have been vomitting. I think it's because of the change in temperature, from blazing hot to the cool of the night. Singapore's climate has changed so much that people with bodies like mine can't adapt to the climate, thus my sickness can't be cured. I really hope it goes away though, please pray for me, and my mum too, she's in the hospital because of her cough, hope it won't be anything serious....

Because of my cough, I think I wouldn't be blogging as often, I really need some rest, so till next time!

Save The Lebanese Civillans

2006-08-27T22:44:00.000+08:00

Singapore Story

2006-08-27T17:59:00.000+08:00

Here is a little something I wrote last year, just after national day I think. I had this strong feeling to write something for singapore, a singapore story, on how much a struggle a singaporean life can be. Sure, Jack Neo and alot of other producers have come up with films and authors have come up with books about life in Singapore. But, this is just my point of view, and it's a story apart from my ancient fantasy of war in some far of place. It's something real and down to earth, I have only written one chapter though, hope you enjoy reading it!

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SINGAPORE – A place everyone knows as the garden city or a tech city, a place of beauty mixed with modern day technology. A wonderful mix which makes Singapore, Singapore. With the Singapore river, ever flowing and the Merlion to top it off. A vibrant world which is ever moving, moving to greater heights and expanding in wealth. Beating all competition in all areas. In education, in economic, in society, in everything anybody could have ever dreamt off. A place other people call the city of paradise. We are a happy people, I should say, I am a Singaporean too. Born in 1982, with a simple family living in an everyday flat. To me what really makes Singapore what it is, it has to be the people, we all share one way of living, no matter how many generations away from the original way of living, from deep within our hearts we all have that kampong spirit.

A spirit of living in harmony. Something we are all proud of doing, though most of it has been long gone from the face of the earth. I was born in 1982, and I have had totally no idea about what kampong life was like, other than the feeling I get the moment I hang out with my friends and doing what’s right as a community.

Only my parents and grandparents may have lived that kind of life, but they had been long gone.

In Singapore, we usually have somewhat a tradition told by our parents to us, then later to our children and so on. Some may not be real, but at least these traditions keep us away from harm as long as we follow them. I had a friend, Samantha. She and I were like siblings, our parents were all the same. They even told us the same tradition once, a tradition which they most strongly believed in.

My mother told me once, while I was eating my dinner in the kitchen, “Ah boy, when you fall in love, poor boy must love poor girl. Poor boy cannot like rich girl but poor girl can like rich boy because if you like rich girl it shows that you are not good enough to support yourself.”

Yes – Having ‘face’ is one thing a modern day Singaporean must have, it may have came from the old days, at least that is what I think. Or maybe it was because of that great turn Singapore had made, to suddenly bounce into one of the best countries in the world. Whether in trade, society, education and what not. Singaporeans had turned proud because of what they had made of themselves. Even though most of us never really did anything.

As a Singaporean, somehow I felt that Singapore was just some old boring place, which was turning into a multi-million dollar project ran by foreigners. I was probably influence by those many taxi drivers whom thought themselves to be visionaries or something. Talking about how the government was going down and Singapore soil being taken over by people from all over the world. That Singaporeans were all money minded and of course selfish and proud. We are all also good complainers, even myself. Even those taxi drivers, they never noticed that they were actually complaining instead of telling me about their vision. Somehow every time I open my eyes wide, it seems that every single person in Singapore is complaining and that brings me to wonder, why would we be complaining if we were the best there ever was? I don’t know how people in other countries are, I never traveled anywhere other than Malaysia, where almost all Singaporeans go if they had not enough money to travel abroad.

My story doesn’t end like this, don’t get the wrong idea, it has nothing to do about the complaints about Singapore and how much I thought it to be worthless. It’s in fact about how much I found it to be worth. For once in my life, something in Singapore which had actually more worth than money. It’s more likely about how much Singapore meant to me after what I had discovered a truth which rid me off everything I thought about Singapore, everything, all in just one book.

It had no title, no author, no publisher, nothing, it only had a lot of words. An introduction, a story, and an end. It had no date of when it was written, it was just a book a journal perhaps. I never took time to read it, only until somehow I was reminded about it. It was a black book with a hard-cover. It didn’t have any page number but I’m guessing it was around eight hundred pages long, a really big book. It wasn’t printed, it was most probably written in ink like a journal but with a very neat and systematical handwriting.

It was a gift from a dieing grandfather. He gave it to me with ice cold hands in that hospital bed. The night outside, had sure felt much better than the stale and chili air of the Singapore General Hospital. A full moon shone over the land where the hospital stood with many stars portraying a picture of hope. But sadly at those dying moments, no one even gave a thing for hope. It was a sure death. Everyone was present on that day, my uncles and aunties, my cousins and two baby nephews. They all stood around the bed starring at my grandfather. Only my parents and I were left behind them. In a Singaporean community somehow or another, or maybe in communities somewhere else in the world, there must always be someone willing enough to stand in the back ground. And in this little community with someone ready to pass, we were the people in the back. Someone came up with a rule, I do not know who, but it was said that everybody needed a back bone. If there was no bone in the back how could anybody survive the back-breaking work of today? Our backbones are our stronghold. The elite and the most important part of our body, second to the heart. So the people who were left to stay in the back would be the most important and no one should fee left out.

But what about us? What about our family? At that time I was only twelve, unknowing and innocent. But I looked towards life like any other adult in such a Singaporean world where nothing is perfect and bound to be complaint about. My family was none the less, the poorest of all. At least that was what we felt. We were humble, but yes, we were poor. Like I said in the beginning, we were a simple family, fairly poor but still good enough to support ourselves.

My mother used to have this theory, about how to different-shade between a family that is rich and another that is poor, “You want to know who is rich? Very easy, rich people got maid and got car. Poor people don’t have anything. Even if rich people only got maid they are still considered rich, if only got car they are still considered rich, that is the way of life.”

I guessed I was poor; I didn’t have any of the above. No maid, no car. Not even proper education or medication to keep us healthy. But I considered myself to be truly lucky. To be a poor citizen in Singapore. I always told myself if I was a poor citizen in Africa, I surely ‘mati’ (die). But still whenever I think of it, I always wonder what poor living would be like there. I’ve heard of so many stories, but never once have I seen it all for myself. For my eyes to feast on what true poverty is. When I was young, my mother always told me, I used to ask lots of questions, everything I say always have a ‘why’ in it. I was amazingly curious about life and somehow it all summed up to what I am today. Making use of all my knowledge, looking at the world differently.

I grew up with many friends, from every school I been to. From everywhere I go. But here is the darker side of my life. To gain knowledge was for the good of man. Knowledge of everything from everyone’s opinions and facts about life. But for having such knowledge we must always be returned with something bitter, that was something I learned from the taxi driver along the way to Singapore General Hospital while my grandfather waited patiently for his breath to run out, his heart to stop beating and his mind to stop thinking. That knowledge and technology would always bring harm. For when there is good there is always evil. From then after my grandfather’s death, I looked at the world differently. It was as if the world begun to fall the moment he died. The world was dieing. In my eyes everything was dark, there was no light in the world, everyone was bitter, fierce, brutal, violent, cheating, and stealing, killing they were all completely filthy. No matter how hard I tried I could not see the light I once saw in my life. I was only thirteen then and my brother was still in my mother’s womb. How lucky was he to not be able to see such a thing.

It was during his final few minutes of his grand life, a life well lived for such a man who had been able to live till such a ripe old age. He called for me softly, weak and breathless. His calling almost went unheard if not for my mother’s sister, Aunt Venice who had been standing right beside him. ‘Ah Cheng, lai! Ni de ah gong jiao ni ah.’ She said in Chinese, gesturing for me to come forward. My other relatives moved aside to let me through to stand beside my dieing grandfather. They closed the gap once again putting my parents out of the picture. I looked for them behind my relatives but I couldn’t see them. My attention was quickly drawn to my grandfather when his ice cold hand touched mine.

‘Ah Cheng… you are very talented… don’t let down your dreams.’ He looked into my palm one more time before he passed away. Everyone in that room was silent; pondering on what Ah gong was trying to say. I looked at my hands and saw nothing there. I had no talent; neither did I have the ‘hands of the talented’ a phrase passed down from generations of which, if you have a straight line across both your hands, you are of royalty. I did not have that. I did not have the lines across my palm which my grandfather had always been looking for. For the pass thirteen years of my life, every time I visited ah gong, it was his usual routine to check my hands in hope that the lines would appear, but even until his death, the lines just did not come to be. I had no talent… what could he mean?

Tios News - Being Singaporean

2006-08-27T10:26:00.000+08:00

It's amazing how, just by adding one more person into my hotmail list, I could get all the interesting forwarded e-mails. Usually I always get invites to join stuff like~ erm, actually I just delete them without reading them. And also I would get those annoying spam where you have to send stuff to __ no. of people, by __ no. of time, or else you will be ______ type of situation for __ no. of years. I think it's much more better if you send other type of stuff, spam is just getting old.

Well, what I'm going to show you guys is not old at all! I got this e-mail and it was sent by www.talkingcock.com, on national day I think. It's a list which we can use to keep us in check whether we are Singaporean anot. Well, sending out spam and invites is one of them, enjoy!

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It's not enough if you pay taxes or carry a pink IC. To commemorate National Day, TalkingCock.com brings you a checklist to see how Singaporean you really are.

1. Thanks to SMS, you have an extra large thumb.

2. Tks 2 SMS, u oso dun no how 2 spel n e mor.

3. You pat MRT and bus seats to cool them before
you sit down.

4. At lunch, you start discussing what to eat for
dinner.

5. Your wedding photos include shots of you
dressed up like Louis XIV, Michael Jackson, or
Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet in Titanic.

6. When speaking to foreigners, you somehow feel a
need to adopt an accent. (If you're a DJ, this
happens even when you're not speaking to
foreigners.)

7. You won't raise your voice to protest policies,
but you'll raise your fists to whack someone over
Hello Kitty.

8. You're forever talking about businesses you
want to set up but will probably never get around
to starting.

9. You don't know ¾ of the people attending your
wedding.

10. You separate food into 2 basic groups: 'heaty'
and 'cooling'.

11. You're never completely sure how many times
you've sung the second verse of the National
Anthem.

12. You think that what makes you 'married' is not
the legal registration but whether you've thrown a
12 course dinner.

13. You marry for the real estate breaks.

14. You have kids for the tax advantages.

15. You move to where you want your child to go to
school.

16. You feel you can't walk around naked in your
own flat.

17. You force your children to take Speech & Drama
classes, but pray they won't wind up in Arts later
on.

18. You suddenly realize you're very interested in
biotech - just like you suddenly realized three
years ago that you were very interested in
e-commerce, and before that, engineering, and
before that, medicine and law.

19. You think being an entrepreneur is setting up
a bubble tea/Portuguese egg tart/gao luck/porridge
shop right next to an existing bubble
tea/Portuguese egg tart/gao luck/porridge shop.

20. You think people are inconsiderate when they
don't leave their table immediately after eating
at the food court but think you have every right
to take 25 bites to finish the last red bean in
your ice kachang.

21. You find it impossible to make suggestions
without drawing a fishbone chart first.

22. If you're a guy, whenever you get together
with your guy friends, you invariably trade army
stories.

23. If you're a girl, whenever you get together
with your girl friends, you invariably trade
stories about how your stupid guy friends are
forever trading army stories.

24. You think the most important sporting event in
Singapore this year was David Beckham switching
from Manchester United to Real Madrid.

25. You somehow feel that food tastes better when
eaten by a longkang.

26. It actually makes a difference to you being
called an 'NSMan' rather than a 'Reservist'.

27. You've eaten more times at the Esplanade than
you've actually seen shows there.

28. You need campaigns to tell you how to be
courteous, to flush toilets, have sex, etc.

29. When you visit the Zoo, you wonder what the
animals taste like.

30. You feel the urge to add the suffix '-polis'
to everything, viz. Biopolis, Airtropolis,
Fusionopolis, Entrepolis, etc.

31. You always feel oddly hungry at 11 pm, and are
willing to drive to far away places for supper.
32. You meet in hotels a lot.

33. Your children have a rudimentary knowledge of
Tagalog or Bahasa Indonesia.

34. You work at McDonald's when you're old rather
than young.

35. You'll gladly spend $50,000 on a car, but will
go to great lengths to save a few bucks on ERP
charges or even a few cents on a parking coupon.

36. Pork floss and mayonnaise on bread is a
completely natural combination to you.

37. If you're pregnant, you have the strange
ability to make people on the MRT fall asleep
instantly.

38. You ask for the bill by miming a signing
movement.

39. You've started referring to foreign employees
as 'talent' instead of 'expatriates'.

40. At the dinner table, you're always discussing
which other food places serve better versions of
what you're eating.

41. You copy down licence plate numbers of cars
involved in accidents.

42. You think your boyfriend doesn't really love
you unless he gives you part of his liver.

43. During sales, you book hotel rooms near malls
to enable you to shop more efficiently.

44. You pronounce the letter 'R' as 'ah-rer' and
the letter 'H' as 'haytch'.

45. No matter how old you are, you keep
associating people with their secondary schools.
(alternative: No matter how old you are, you
secretly need to know what other people got for
their PSLE, O levels and A levels.)

46. You're always on a quest for the definitive
version of your favourite local dish.

47. When you explain things to people, you keep
(a) using alphabets, and (b) speaking in point
form.

48. You believe that you can generate 'creativity'
through rules and committees.

49. You 'chope' a seat by placing a packet of
tissues on the chair.

50. You're very forthright with your criticisms of
the Gahmen, unless there's a chance they might
actually hear you.

51. You diligently track the whereabouts of your
favourite hawkers, i.e..you know that the famous
Tiong Bahru Bao is now in Jurong, the famous
Outram Char Kuay Teow is now in Hong Lim Centre
and the famous Lau Hock Kien Hokkien mee from the
old Lau Pa Sat is now at Beach Road.

52. Your mother probably can't speak your 'mother
tongue'.

53. You'd rather drink your own pee than pay
someone more for water.

54. You secretly find that the best part of the
Speak Good English Movement is hearing the
Singlish bits in their ads.

55. You have an automatic sensor in your head
which categorizes people you meet into stayer/
quitter, cosmopolitan/heartlander, normal/
express/ gifted, etc.

56. You think we're living in a modern,
sophisticated country even when our leaders still
insist on wearing their school uniforms.

57. You wish your constituency is in a walkover,
because otherwise it's damn 'leceh'.

58. During elections, you decide that there is no
credible opposition even though you don't know the
name of the opposition candidate in your
constituency.

59. You think having a constitution is like the
condition you get when you don't eat enough fibre.

60. You can never quite remember what "the core
values" of Singaporeans are.

Tios News - Secret Code!!!

2006-08-26T23:41:00.000+08:00

Here is a competition for you Da Vinci Code wanna-be(s) out there!!! by obtaining the answer you will get a reward from me, do know the task is not easy and you may never EVER be able to solve the code, so while you are at it, quit, cause when you start there will be no return

Here is a clue, use something to read it!

Tios News - Testing

2006-08-26T14:14:00.000+08:00

This is just a test...

Well, if it works I got my blog back!!!!

Tios News - Beautiful Artwork

2006-08-26T12:29:00.000+08:00

Well, I got this through an e-mail, and I find it pretty cool, how people can spread the word of the lord even through sand! Next thing you know, people will be sending out gospel messages through wine bottles or tiger beer bottles. Maybe even in Coca-cola cans! But wait wouldn't that be littering?? Haha, anyway, this art works are marvelous, enjoy looking at them!

This one is about the last supper, and surprisingly, part from the Da Vinci version, there is only one chalice

This one is depicts Jesus being Crucified on the cross and on the sides it says, "Thank You Jesus"

And last but not least, the face of God!!!

JESUS!

2006-08-25T22:15:00.000+08:00

This is one of those great spirit filled blogs which you don't find everyday. Well the author (I would say author because he writes good stuff) of this blog lives just the opposite block from me and we go to the same church. I don't know whether he knows me though, but hey, if you are looking at this right now, chances are, I was the one who did the lights for your presentation during this year's Ester Vigil ;)

Well I got to know the author through his brother and somehow they both knew my brother and all along I did not know there were catholics in my neighborhood, cool right?

So anyways, this blog is definately a spirit filling blog, and will enrich your spiritual hunger, definately, do visit it! If clicking on the picture doesn't work the blog address is: http://creatsia.blogspot.com/

Arctica Muzix!

2006-08-25T18:23:00.000+08:00

I just found out it's been a long time since I posted Arctica Muzix! so here's one for you guys!

This video was taken during the Live8 concert, song title is "Somewhere only we know" by Keane

Tios News - Bye bye Pluto :(

2006-08-25T12:33:00.000+08:00

Wa lau, how can?? Pluto not planet anymore liao, so sad. At first I thought, waah, how nice, will have extra 3 more plantets. 9 + 3 = 12. 12 planets with 12 apostles. Then suddenly got 8 planet only, wa lau eh, Pluto and the other 3 planet become 'dwarf planet'.... read and you will know why...

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PRAGUE, Czech Republic - Pluto, beloved by some as a cosmic underdog but scorned by astronomers who considered it too dinky and distant, was unceremoniously stripped of its status as a planet Thursday.

The International Astronomical Union, dramatically reversing course just a week after floating the idea of reaffirming Pluto's planethood and adding three new planets to Earth's neighborhood, downgraded the ninth rock from the sun in historic new galactic guidelines.

The shift will have the world's teachers scrambling to alter lesson plans just as schools open for the fall term.

"It will all take some explanation, but it is really just a reclassification and I can't see that it will cause any problems," said Neil Crumpton, who teaches science at a high school north of London. "Science is an evolving subject and always will be."

Powerful new telescopes, experts said, are changing the way they size up the mysteries of the solar system and beyond. But the scientists at the conference showed a soft side, waving plush toys of the Walt Disney character Pluto the dog — and insisting that Pluto's spirit will live on in the exciting discoveries yet to come.

The word 'planet' and the idea of planets can be emotional because they're something we learn as children," said Richard Binzel, a professor of planetary science at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, who helped hammer out the new definition.

"This is really all about science, which is all about getting new facts," he said. "Science has marched on. ... Many more Plutos wait to be discovered."

Pluto, a planet since 1930, got the boot because it didn't meet the new rules, which say a planet not only must orbit the sun and be large enough to assume a nearly round shape, but must "clear the neighborhood around its orbit." That disqualifies Pluto, whose oblong orbit overlaps Neptune's, downsizing the solar system to eight planets from the traditional nine.

Astronomers have labored without a universal definition of a planet since well before the time of Copernicus, who proved that the Earth revolves around the sun, and the experts gathered in Prague burst into applause when the guidelines were passed.

Predictably, Pluto's demotion provoked plenty of wistful nostalgia.

"It's disappointing in a way, and confusing," said Patricia Tombaugh, the 93-year-old widow of Pluto discoverer Clyde Tombaugh.

"I don't know just how you handle it. It kind of sounds like I just lost my job," she said from Las Cruces, N.M. "But I understand science is not something that just sits there. It goes on. Clyde finally said before he died, 'It's there. Whatever it is. It is there.'"

The decision by the IAU, the official arbiter of heavenly objects, restricts membership in the elite cosmic club to the eight classical planets: Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus and Neptune.

Pluto and objects like it will be known as "dwarf planets," which raised some thorny questions about semantics: If a raincoat is still a coat, and a cell phone is still a phone, why isn't a dwarf planet still a planet?

NASA said Pluto's downgrade would not affect its $700 million New Horizons spacecraft mission, which this year began a 9 1/2-year journey to the oddball object to unearth more of its secrets.

But mission head Alan Stern said he was "embarrassed" by Pluto's undoing and predicted that Thursday's vote would not end the debate. Although 2,500 astronomers from 75 nations attended the conference, only about 300 showed up to vote.

"It's a sloppy definition. It's bad science," he said. "It ain't over."

Under the new rules, two of the three objects that came tantalizingly close to planethood will join Pluto as dwarfs: the asteroid Ceres, which was a planet in the 1800s before it got demoted, and 2003 UB313, an icy object slightly larger than Pluto whose discoverer, Michael Brown of the California Institute of Technology, has nicknamed "Xena." The third object, Pluto's largest moon, Charon, isn't in line for any special designation.

Brown, whose Xena find rekindled calls for Pluto's demise because it showed it isn't nearly as unique as it once seemed, waxed philosophical.

"Eight is enough," he said, jokingly adding: "I may go down in history as the guy who killed Pluto."

Demoting the icy orb named for the Roman god of the underworld isn't personal — it's just business — said Jack Horkheimer, director of the Miami Space Transit Planetarium and host of the PBS show "Star Gazer."

"It's like an amicable divorce," he said. "The legal status has changed but the person really hasn't. It's just single again."

The above was taken from Yahoo!

Tios News - Top 15 ways to kill Mickey

2006-08-24T21:01:00.000+08:00

Well, this was a compilation made by alot of people. Michael was the one who created it and WAS the succesor of the 50 class room lingos. Well the main people who compiled this are Michael and myself, but mostly Michael. I kinda don't have the whole set myself, so if you want it go ask him for the orignal, what I write here shall be the compilation of my own, enjoy!

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Don't you just hate how that little Mickey could get so famous, in his stupid little red pants? How boastful he is when he does smart stuff. And how he always finds away to get, what's that girl mouse name again?? Well, if you hate Mickey this is probably 15 of the best ways to kill him :)

1. Let Pluto try some Chilli Padi and let go of his leash imediately before he bites Mickey

2. Pluck out his ears, piece by piece

3. Get Mickey to loose his job by any means possible then tempt him to commit suicide

4. Kidnap Pluto and ask for 5 million dollars, then kill both the dog and Mickey and keep the 5 million

5. Tie Mickey to a railway track, but make sure you tie a dead knot and that the train arrives on time

6. Create a hate blog which will eventually make him loose his job and commit suicide

7. Make ransom notes on 15 ways of how he could be killed, he should become so scared that he would commit suicide to end it all

8. Turn Mickey into one of the Pokemon characters and use flame thrower on him

9. Make Voodoo dolls of Mickey and give them away to all the poor children, who would eventually cook it in hot soup or use the material as their under-garment

10. Trick Mickey into swollowing a small and powerful magnet and then hold an open box of sharp metal needles close to his stomach

11. Blindfold Mickey and pluck out all his limbs including his tail

12. Let the big bad wolf in "Three Little Pigs" run wild in Disney Land

13. Say you are Osama and you think Bush is tryng to disguise as Mickey and stab him a couple of times

14. Encourage Mickey to eat more food

15. Let Pluto eat Mouse meat

Protect Free Speech It's Endangered!

2006-08-24T18:49:00.000+08:00

.ETERN-II-TY.

2006-08-24T16:14:00.000+08:00

It's been a long long time since I had last post eternity, so this is chapter 2. I've found out that Singaporeans rather read short stories to long stories. For me personally, I don't like short story because if you could make a good long story than it shows what the story is capable of. But that is what it is to me. If you viewers like short stories than I would just have to make short stories :)

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At that instant I wanted to leave, I had completely no intention of getting the wallet back, but my legs were rooted to the rubble beneath it. I could not move at all as the cold wind blew between us. Between the sharp piece of metal and my body.

He took another shot at threatening me but before he could finish his sentence, a gunshot rang in the air. Loud, deadly and echoing. I watched with my eyes wide open, the man’s head blasted apart as a golden bullet rushed right through it and out the other side. The sound of the gun as loud as thunder. Blood poured from the side of his head as he fell to his knees. The wallet dropped from his weak hand. Even then I had no intention of getting it back. I rather it lay there with him for all eternity.

But it did not end there, the man said with the last of his voice, he told me I was a brave kid, and that I was god’s blessing. He started choking on his blood and he finally fell into a deep sleep never to awaken amongst the rubble.

A man standing beside the rubble of Cheryl’s fallen house shouted out to me, asking me what my name was. And I answered jerkily my name. He was a grown man, muscular and tall. In his hand was a shot gun with two barrels. He wore a dark brown coat and he had gloves around his hands. I asked him what his name was as the chill of a dead body rose from the rubble. He answered me clearly, Richard Elexos was his name and it was nice to have met me. He then asked me if I was somehow related to the Andersons, who were Cheryl’s family. He walked up the pile of rubble towards me, as if he knew that I could not move at all. I answered him with a no but before I could finish he told me he should be going. He warned me to go some where to hide or to go find my parents especially after a tragedy like this. He turned around and walked down again, away from me.

I made an effort to speak, I told him that I had no one to turn to for help and he answered me coldly, to find somebody or to just wait and die. Suddenly out of nowhere three men much like the man he had just shot jumped at him, each holding a weapon. He immediately loaded his gun and in a flash all three of them fell to the ground. The sound of the gun echoing in the air.

I gasped in shock and asked him what in the world he was. A person fighting like that was something I had never seen before. His movements were so fast that it seemed as if he did not even make a move at all.

He told me he was a Crusader and became silent for awhile, thinking of something; he turned to me and asked me to go along with him as the place was too dangerous even if I hid. I asked him why, as I remembered that he wanted me to die. My attention was immediately drawn back to the thought that Cheryl was under all the rubble, dead. There was no reason why I had to live. He roared at me shockingly, calling me a fool. He turned back, his furious eyes staring straight at me. His coat lifted into the air. He faced the gun right at me and fired. My eyes widened and I thought for a moment it would have been the end, but I felt the bullet passed by. Right under my left ear. The heat from the fired bullet passing by me. He continued, asking me if he had told me to kill everyone alive in the village would I have done it.

I staggered, that was nothing like what I had meant. I wanted to say I didn’t mean it, but he immediately cut shot my sentence again. Shouting at me, asking me to answer him. I answered with a no. He told me to go along with him or he would really shoot me as he turned around and begun walking again. He was really something of a mystery. Being able to change his mood as quickly as he could have shot three bullets.

The only thing I brought along with me was the diary, which till now I still hold close by me. I followed him, down the darkened street, passing by the once grand and majestic lake. We stopped there, to see what had happened. It seemed as if he too was shocked by the sight of the torn lake. Before the plague there once stood a tree in the middle of the lake. Where the depths of the lake was too deep to ever reach, but a tree grew there. It was unnatural but our village didn’t think much of it. It was a beautiful sight to see, a single tree standing in the middle of the lake with hills and four tall mountains as its backdrop. I remember long before the plague, I was by the lake. It was the time where one of my most important memories ever took place. It was the night before the first day of winter. I sat by the lake enjoying the splendor of the firefly show over the lake. Their light twinkling in the night as if looking at the universe before my eyes. I sat there, thinking about my life, deep in thoughts about the happenings between Cheryl and I. How far apart we were. I watched as a little pain grew in my chest, watching the sun slowly setting behind the hills as if it would just take forever, but it was setting and it did show that it was moving and the only thing I wished then was for love to start moving also, before it was too late.

But I guess the part where it’s too late, has long passed and now, I’m filled with nothing but emptiness, nothing could ever satisfy me unless I see her again. Just as the sun shone its last beam of light before turning itself in for a starless night, it seemed as if the lake was glowing. Illuminating in the last rays of the sun before it was truly night. I looked straight up into the sky, the leaves of the trees rustling in the many shades of the night sky. From the warmest and brightest of colours to the coolest and darkest. Everything seemed to be so perfect, and I barely noticed Cheryl had came to sit beside me. It was only when the warmness of her hand touching mine, did I ever return to reality. But that reality she had showed be was different, a reality which I actually wanted to live in. No suffering nor pain nor loneliness. Just her warmness and that sweet smile which at that time seemed almost as if it would have lasted for all eternity. But now again as I look back, it seem as if the smile which I once thought could last an eternity…couldn’t even last three years. But I had found something though; it was the only thing that bounded me to the world, holding me tight fighting against my constant wanting to kill myself. And what I had found, everything was from the diary.

Tios News - 50th Post Special

2006-08-23T21:43:00.000+08:00

Alright it's been a long time since I had written something which had alot of moral within a post. But here is something, for the 50th post!! Yup, the 50th post from the birth of the blog till now. Sure, no one reads this blog, but what the heck, if brown, xiaxue and all the other star bloggers could do it so can I. And well, this is my own personal acheivement. Never had I posted so many post before, haha. Okay well since this is the 50th post, I will share with you something personal...

Well for the past... 5 mins... I've been wondering about what my future will be. As I have said before, I have potential in art, music and literature. But when I grow up I will have to choose one of them to be my main foundation. This wasn't the first time I thought this over though, everytime I think of this I am always left confused.

Art... Music... Literature...

Each one of them depends on whether the people who are engaging it, likes it or not. The talent is not mine, but rather, what people like about my talent. I can't say, just because I like my art means it's nice. Or that I play good music means it is good. The only problem with my three-way talent is that all of them are a 50/50 chance of success. When it doesn't appeal, it will definately not work.

From my blog you could already see my literature is no where near a success though I had been getting praises sometimes. It is not enough to sell or to live off. If you think of it art, music and literature all are meant to entertain. And the only way to earn money is to either entertain or you are just a looser in the society. I have talked about it with my peers, most of the time my mum. Well art has the most potential to be my basis. Cause art has a wide array of topics I could choose from and both music and literature are main branches from art. Even for "Vengenre & The Battle Of Tios" and "Eternity" and all the songs I create on my guitar all came from art, one way or another.

The characters and the settings all started out as my doodlings and from there, I could describe my characters, the different types of fighting and from there I imagine out the story and how this drawings could, grow up and mature. And from the lifes of this characters and the beautiful settings I imagined out I could come up with wonderful lyrics for my guitar.

Art has a wide array of topics. Home-design, Clothes-design, buiding-design, dances, paper-dances, dolls, photography, design and technology, you name it, everything's got to do with art! The one topic which I had chosen was interior-designing. That is the only part of art which will give me a job.

Well if I choose art to be my foundation it will be like this:

1) I can choose interior-design and have myself a safe and sound job
2) I can become an art teacher and teach everyone my genius in art, but not a high paying job
3) I can go become like da vinci, but chances of dieing without being popular is like 90% especially in Singapore, cause everyone is more interested in seeing the president's face on the small little pieces of paper than seeing true art.

If I choose literature it will be like this:

1) I can write a book, but chances of not selling is like 98% cause no one seems to be interested in novels this days.
2) I can become a literature teacher but my students will think I am gay, cause I teach literature. Like... my literature teacher is freaking gay!!!
3) I can become a journalist and have myself a nice handsome pay

If I choose music... well, actually that is just a past time :) hehe

So it's between art of literature actually, interior-design vs jourlism. Both to me, takes lots of learning. Jourlism could be my trump card because interior-design has to do with maths. Yet, Interior-design can be my trump card cause jourlism depends on whether people read anot. So they both stand on equal ground. At least that is what I think, if you think this is not so, please comments!!! I need your suggestions! Thanks

Tios News - Comics!!!

2006-08-22T19:13:00.000+08:00

Woohoo, I have just made my first set of comics, that are extremely short and done like in 5 mins per page?? Anyway, I used my excersise book again and, yes, it is during Maths lesson. You can see a mindmap of my maths teacher in "Tios News - Cartoons!!!". The picture is named Lee.Map.

Well, I'm sorry I haven't been putting up posts lately. I had the thought of closing the down the blog though but I was too lazy to delete it :). Anyway, another reason is that I had many big events going on now a days. Church stuff actually. I was the event manager, anyway, after that I fell ill and I still am.... so, todays topic is Comics! When you see it, it's kind of a bit racist so to prevent the same thing as what happened to the ang moh who make fun of the malays, I'm going to state it clearly:

ALL THESE WERE DONE IN THE NAME OF FUN!!!!!

Hope you could read it!

Well I came up with 2 comics, one was named, "Happy Bush Friends", something like the "Happy Tree Friends" but alot less violence. Another one was "Obi-fat VS Bald-kanobi" which is actually the discipline master of my school and my principle who is balding. You can see a mind map of them at "Tios News - Cartoons!!!" too. Well, enjoy...

Episode 1

Episode 2

Episode 3

Episode 4

Obi-Fat VS Bald-Kanobi

Tios News - IMPORTANT

2006-08-17T23:34:00.000+08:00

I've noticed lately that, no one has been reading the story. Well, if you didn't know, this side was built FOR the story and mainly the story but it seems that people are more interested in the other stuff, rather than the story so sadly I will have to say if no one reads the story (Vengenre & The Battle Of Tios) than I will have to stop "Tios News" columm.

People, please read the story, I really need comments on it. If everyone in the world visits this blog and gets turn away by the length of a story than what is a book blog for?? I say it now and I will not say it again, that this site is for the story and not some other blog where we talk politics, justice and all the other politically based crap. I'm not in to politics and I don't care whether people think it is right or wrong. I started Tios News only to make the site more interesting but if the main attraction could not attract anybody I don't see the point for this site. So please, I say again do read the book.

Now for the other *IMPORTANT* thing. Since no one has been reading the stories and the chapters which I had gone through a long hard time trying to put it in the sidebar, I may end it at Chapter 5, until someone ask for an encore, or for more chapters. But if the story doesn't show its ability to appeal, then I'm ending here and the next time you would ever see this story is when it is published, hopefully.

One more thing to note. I will be taking like may be a week of break every month and I will be writing less. I have noticed I have been writing alot and readers are not able to digest everything in such a short period of time. So when the break will be I can't say now but probably when I am not free. I will be writing, maybe about 1 post per day except for days when I am posting Chapters, IF I will be posting chapters. If not I may be posting Arctica Muzix!

Tios News - CCA points vs DREAM

2006-08-16T16:14:00.000+08:00

One of my classmates came upon this situation where, he is not allowed to change CCA. Well, the reason was that his teacher or actually, our teacher... our dear friend mr chia is too strict and does not allow him to change CCA. Here is what happened, or an example of what happened... we shall call this classmate of mine A

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During CCA~

A: Erm... sir... ar.... can I get the transfer form??

Chia: How many times must I tell you!!! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO CHANGE CCA!!!!!!

A: But...I..I..

Chia: No means no!!! You don't complain if you got no CCA points at the end of the 4 years!

A: But...

Chia: You go away now, I don't want to see your face

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If I tell you this, "You don't complain if you got no CCA points at the end of the 4 years" would you rather stay in a CCA which gives you CCA points or a CCA which you enjoy and which you feel comfortable to learn, grow and explore?

From my point of view, I would heck the CCA points. The education system including the mind set of teachers is that, marks, points, attendance and grades are everything. But they have forgotten the reality that great things can only come about if you have the passion for something.

Why waste 4 years of your after school life doing something so miserable like, marching, doing push-ups, getting screamed at every minute, when you could spend 4 years of your after school life to learn something interesting and do things which you have the passion for. Unless you are the type who likes rough training than that is another case.

But the real moral behind it all is that, points aren't everything. Isn't that what CCAs were created for?? For us to learn something new and to actually enjoy learning?? Then why is it that so many are suffering in their CCA because their teacher-in-charge are big headed people who wants to win gold every year?

CCAs are meant to release us from the cage which we had been placed in ever since our parents brought us to school. A chance to touch the sky and feel the goodness of being alive, rather than being stuck in a classroom all day. I really oppose to teachers who are big headed like that. Causing others to suffer just for his own selfish reasons. That's even worst than jail, because you know the reason why you are made to suffer and that it is not your fault.

Tios News - Cartoons!!!

2006-08-15T23:23:00.000+08:00

Well, today I accidentally brought an empty excersise book to school. And what better way to spend boring lessons where the teacher is busy yelling at us than to draw and make cartoons. I came up with this idea of a teacher-map from one of my project which I am suppose to hand in but have not been done. I was suppose to do 10 mindmaps on geography but I had not enough..."inspiration" to come up with geographic mindmaps so I came up with a... futuristic mindmap, haha.

*Note* All the pictures drawn here were made in the name of fun, the original images have already been disposed off, if you want this images removed from the internet please kindly contact me, the blog administrator, thanks

To view what is written, you might have to zoom in, by clicking on the picture. Sorry for the blurness, as you know, handphones are not allowed in class so I had to do this secretly and quickly...

MOLE.Map (Above)

CHIA.Map (Above)

FAT.Map (Above)

LEE.Map (Above)

LAK.Map (Above)

Tios News - SBS Slacking off

2006-08-15T22:03:00.000+08:00

Ok, I never really wanted to do this, but now I feel that I must. I've been through this situation too many a time to just let it slip pass me like Osama from the thousands of soldiers deployed to assasinate him. No, the kind of people like Osama must never live in peace, nor even die in peace!

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This is the situation:

On the bus~

myself: Shit sia, that Chia gonna scold me again...

bus driver: lalalalala...*driving si bei slowly*

myself (Thinking): Wa lau eh, hurry up lah, _____ ______!!!

Bus door open~

myself (Thinking): Let's see, should I point the index, ring, pinky or the MIDDLE finger at the bus driver??

bus driver (Thinking): Muahahaha~~ They shall ALL go to school late and be scolded, especially that boy *darts eyes at me*

After singing national anthem~

Chia: Why were you late??

myself: The bus driver came lat....

Chia: Don't blame other people, the bus driver is never late, it is you who are late

myself: But really, the bus driver...

Chia: I don't care, you are late means you are late

myself: But the bus driver...(F_____ Y______ Lah Bloody F_________ing C________ B____, the F_________ing Bus Driver was really late right, you F________ing C________ B___ Bas_____d!!!!!!)

***

Haven't you ever experienced this before?? Not only for school but for things which you are rushing off for. For me, I wasn't even rushing, in fact I was early! Though what was mentioned above was exaggerated the underlining story is still the truth, the bus drivers this days are slacking off. I'm sure you've definately seen long lines at bus interchange or even been in one of those long lines. And what is the reason for the long line?? The bus drivers are taking their own sweet time!!! I have proof of that.

*Take note of this one* Bus number 225 (White Plate) at Bedok Interchange.

There will always be one bus with the bus driver, driving slower than a baby could crawl and could even take his own sweet time to JUST open up the door and even LONGER to get the EZ-link card machine WORKING.

All my life bus number 225 had never had a line as long as I had seen yesterday. The most it had ever streched on to my naked eye was at least approximately 40 people from the end of the railings. What I saw yesterday was a line which streched all the way to the number 17 bus stop, approximately 80 people who were unable to have the comfortable metal railing to lean on.

Speaking on railings to lean on. Have you ever been in a situation like this??

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Lining up for bus~

myself (Thinking): Wa lau how come the line so long ar?? *Looks around*

myself (Thinking) : Wa na beh, got so much space don't want to move, see ghost ar?? The ghost must be damn fat sia, one big lo bang down there...

***

If the time is somewhere in the afternoon when the sun is high in the sky, I can excuse this people. I myself know that due to global warming the afternoon sun have become alot more hotter this days, therefore people rather stay in the shady parts of the queue. But if the time is night and all you want to do is get home quick and sleep, I don't see the reason why there must be a big lo bang lor. Unless what?? Your reason is because at night got ghost ar?? The moon very hot ar?? Or the star too bright?? Singaporeans this days....hai....I dunno what to say lah.

Here is a list of good buses with good drivers and bad buses with bad drivers at Bedok Interchange:

Good Buses: 25, 33, 26, 197, 854, 196, 608, 14
Bad Buses: 225 (White & Green plate), 32, 40

Well I never really sit on the rest of the buses at the interchange so I don't know, but 225, 32 and 40 bus drivers really pisses me off, don't ride their bus!!!

Chapter 5 - Sphere's Residence Part 2

2006-08-14T14:45:00.000+08:00

Normolm and Ven waited outside the giant gates. The wind lifting the many dried leaves off the brick road, the hot sun seemed to have disappeared from the clear blue sky, strange, that something like the sun could hide itself behind nothing. The tweeting of invisible birds in the trees rang in their ears as they wait.

‘Do you think anyone’s home?’ Ven asked getting impatient.

‘I think so.’ Normolm replied, keeping his eyes on the door.
Sure enough, someone emerge from behind the door of the house, and then later another person emerged. They were both man, one in his old age, and another in his middle age.

‘May you be…a someone known as Hersiladis?’ The older man asked.

‘Hersiladis!’ Ven gasped.

They know Hersiladis, Ven thought. Utterly surprised by the use of that name. All along he had been wondering where Hersiladis was, and now this two man many know where he is.

Not quite so, but if Karnis is right, you must be Henry-‘ Normolm said, pointing to the older man, and you, Adrian, pointing to the middle aged man.

‘Yes-yes, we both know of this woman.’ Henry said.

Could Karnis be wrong? Who is this man who seems to know Karnis?

‘Come, come in-please.’ He said with much caution, starting to look suspicious of Normolm.

The situation had turned into something pretty much out of hand, and unexpected. Karnis had never mentioned any of this to Henry or Adrian. But so they went, together with Ven. Adrian unlocked the steel chains which bonded both sides of the giant gate together and let Normolm and Ven in, Then the four went into the house.

It was a gigantic hall which they stepped into. Four marble pillars stood at the four corners of the room, ringed with gold and gems. The walls stood tall and uncountable numbers of pictures hung on them, the flooring were of marble as well and a red carpet of Montreal style laid across the room up the grand stairs that was split in two. The stairs bared with dark wood, carved with many patterns. It was the most expensive of its kind. Six tall windows stood at each side of the front door, framed with gold, silver and steel. In the centre of this great hall stood a statue of a man on a horse, holding a titan sword, atop a pure gold pedestal. On it was a gold plate which stated what the statue was, on it the inscription wrote “Allan Spheroain”.

‘Who is this…Allan Spheroain?’ asked out of innocent curiosity.

‘It’s my master’s father.’ Henry answered.

Being reminded by Drake, tears started growing at the lid of his eye, trying his best to hold back.

‘Master’s father? Wouldn’t that make you the servant of the house?’ Ven asked.

‘Yes’

Ven had never liked the rich; the rich were always the haughtiest, proud and dishonest people. He especially disliked the idea of master and servant, putting it as demoralizing a person, making him seem like the scum of the earth. Reducing a person to something lifeless which keeps the place clean for all eternity and do whatever the master wishes him to do, regardless of anything. He had never expected the other of the chosen four to be so different from him. He thought, probably it would be someone under the same condition as him, parentless, homeless, friendless, penniless, nothing at all, leaving those little things that were left for him by Karnis to go on an adventure like no other. But ere was a missing boy, who had the riches of the world. He had plentiful.

‘So where is the boy-Drake?’ Normolm asked.

‘Eh…the boy had ran away, a few weeks ago.’ Adrian answered for Henry; it was obvious the remembrance off his lost so called son was too unbearable for him.

‘Oh Karnis never told me of this.’ Normolm said plainly.

‘So to think of it. From the boy’s expression at the gate just now, I suspect you may know of Hersiladis’ whereabouts?’ Adrian asked, it seemed that he had finally taken the situation into his own hands, so as to let Henry rest for awhile.

‘I know him, but not where he is.’ Normolm answered.
Henry gave a soft sigh, the hope of finding Drake seemed to be meaningless at this point. The world was such a large place, he could have been anywhere by now.

‘Tell me, Adrian. Tell me everything you know, everything Karnis has said to you, and maybe I could help. I suspect you were expecting Hersiladis to arrive with the boy?’ Normolm asked.

‘Good guess, and yes-we would be delighted to share everything we know with someone who at least knows Karnis.’ Adrian said, ‘this way please.’

Both Ven and Normolm followed them. A door stood directly opposite the front door, on the other side of the room.

Aboard Rageneruos, in one of its many rooms, somewhat about the same time Normolm and Ven` had entered the sphere’s residence, Drake had finally awaken. Hersiladis was in a deep sleep at this time, slumped in a chair next to Drake’s bed. Drake sat up, looking around the room. He had completely no idea how he got into such a place, and it certainly didn’t look like home. He examined everything that was part of the room, a single circular window, a wooden table, a picture hung up on a wall behind him and lastly an old man sleeping in a chair beside him. He looked out the window and saw that he was still in the province of The Wind.

Where am I…where am I…where am I…this words repeated in his mind, starring at the man who was sleeping, readying himself incase the man suddenly wakes up and attack him. The body seemed to be lifeless and he was starting to wonder if the man was still alive. Drake was about to wake the man up when the man suddenly made a small shift. His out stretched hand quickly retracted as the man opened his eyes. They looked at each other blankly for a moment. The man broke the silence by moving into an up right position in the chair.

‘Sorry, I must have dozed off.’ Hersiladis said.
Drake just starred blankly, in fear that what wanted to say may aggravate Hersiladis.

‘Eh…let me introduce myself, my name is Hersiladis…and you are?’ Hersiladis said.

‘D…Drake.’

‘Very well, Drake. I see we are getting along well.’ Hersiladis grinned.

‘Where am I? What am I doing here?’ Drake asked.

‘We are still in The Land, and you are on a ship.’ Hersiladis said with a certain assurance in his voice, ‘We don’t have much time to explain. Time is off the essences.’

‘What do you mean?’ muttered Drake.

‘I’ll have to take you home.’ Hersiladis said.

‘Home!’

He quickly jumped out of bed and bursts open the door, he ran across the deck and jumped off the ship. He sprinted as fast as he could along the squeaky bridge and quickly reached the brick road. There he turned right, away from his home. All of a sudden Hersiladis appeared before him, he couldn’t stop running and so he collided into Hersiladis. He fell to the ground, holding his dizzy head. He got up, shaking all over.

‘I’m not going back!’ roared Drake, ‘Not until he takes me back as a son! I am with no one now, no one can command me!’

His eyes burnt fiery red, like a ruby gem. His curly-blonde hair covering one of his eyes, a frown emerged from his childlike forehead and his eyes narrowed like an arrow cursing and swearing at Hersiladis. All this turned his childlike expression of an innocent boy into a grown man with lots of hatred.

‘I am truly sorry, but I have to.’ Hersiladis said with a smile on his face.

Drake merely blinked and the world went black, the last thing he saw before he fell unconscious was Hersiladis raising a single finger. When he woke up he was back in his bed in the house which he left a few weeks ago.

What am I doing back here in this place, he thought. He tried sitting up but to his horror, he could not move a muscle. The door to his room creaked open and Hersiladis came in. Remembering what Hersiladis did to him before he fell unconscious, he had a certain hunch that he had something to do with his body being unable to move.

‘What did you do to me!’ Shouted Drake angrily, he was glad that he could at least talk or shout.

‘Nothing much, I just stopped the flow of the energy in your body. Or at least your physical flow of energy.’ Hersiladis explained.

‘Well, undo it!’

‘That is not for me to do, you can do it yourself if you want to.’ Hersiladis said, if he could do it then he must be the right one.

‘How do I do that?’ Drake said, his fearsome anger soothing down, as he really needed badly to move again.

‘That’s for me to know, and for you to find out.’ Hersiladis said, with that grin on his face again, ‘goodbye Drake!’

He tipped the pointy hat he was wearing and walked out of the room. How in the world am I suppose to get out of here, surely he knew, if I could move I would run away. This is ridiculous! There is no way to get out of this one! Drake started loosing his temper as he pondered on how he could undo what Hersiladis had done.

Chapter 5 - Sphere's Residence Part 1

2006-08-14T14:37:00.000+08:00

Standing before the door, touching and feeling its wooden surface, taking in everything that was going on at that moment. The icy-cold feeling of the night.

‘May I?’ Ven asked.

‘Sure. Sure.’ Normolm answered.

Ven laid his hand on the handle, and slowly, inch by inch pushed open the door. Behind it was a carpeted floor, a table and a bed. Atop the table was a single candle, lighting up the room. He stepped into the room from behind the half-open door and looked a round. He cautiously walked towards one of the five circular windows which lined the wall, opposite the door. Out side was a spectacular view. The crashing of the waves and the starry night. The moon and the eight other worlds far away.

‘Sit down boy, and I’ll explain to you what is going on.’ Normolm said, he laid his cloak on the table and led Ven to the bed.

Ven did as he was told to and sat on the bed. For a moment the room was quiet, no one spoke, no one knew what to say. Then Normolm broke the silence.

‘By now, I think you must be terribly confused, with uncountable questions running through your mind.’ Normolm said, his worried expression turned into a grin once again.

‘Yes.’ Ven answered.

‘Let me tell you a story Ven,’ Normolm said, ‘a story about you. Long before you were born, a prophecy was made.’

‘About me’

‘Yes, about you.’ Normolm continued, ‘A prophecy about four people. Vengenre, Black
Christe, Sphereign and Evagelion. People of unbelievable power, gifted so as to lead the world to the end of the days. You, Ven, you are one of them. Marked with the name of “Vengenre”, love also it’s called, you will safe us all.’

‘Me? How could I?’ Ven said, dumbfounded, knowingly that Normolm’s explanation was getting far from understandable.

‘Remember the time, when you jumped off the ledge of your window?’ Normolm asked.

‘Yes.’

‘Do you remember what happened at the exact moment before you hit the ground?’ Normolm asked.

Ven thought for awhile, though it had only been a day, his memory of what happened seemed to be erased or something. He closed his eyes and thought back hard, wondering if the crash was actually a dream he couldn’t remember. He thought back before he came onto the ship, before he sat at the fireplace, before he met Justin, before he dreamt of the funeral. And suddenly in his mind, the scene of what happened before he was knocked out.

‘It…it felt as though I was floating. Something caught hold of me. Something was pushing against me from my front and my back.’ Ven said.

Suddenly his eyes widened, ‘There was a big explosion, buildings were falling down for no reason…the thing that was pushing against me went away…and…something was being sucked out of me instead. The ground was breaking up.’ He said as he tried his best to remember what happened.

‘Good. Can you remember what you felt before you jumped?’ Normolm asked.

‘I…it felt…awkward, like…something dangerous was near…it seemed…so clear…me…I could feel it…like a dark spot before my eyes. It…drew me closer…and closer to it. Till I saw Hersiladis with some Dellmound soldiers.’ Ven said.

‘Very, very good. Haven’t you noticed just what you were doing?’ Normolm asked, his expression showing great delight.

‘What?’

‘Before you woke, I gave you some medicine that makes you forget everything that happened. Which means your memory should have been lost.’ Normolm said.

‘But, but, I just remembered everything.’ Ven said in a somewhat shock state.

‘Precisely. No one in this world could ever break off the effect of the medicine. Only you, and the other three.’ Normolm said even more excitedly.

‘You mean, Black Christe, Sphereign and Evagelion?’ Ven asked.

‘Yes! Yes, you do know Karnis right?’ Normolm ask and Ven nodded.

‘She told me, this was the only way I could find out if you were truly the one. Only you and the others could break it!’ Normolm said.

‘Alright, back to business, the job of a chosen one is tough, yet adventures. Fighting monsters and all that. It’s a life time mission to the end of the days!’

‘So where are we to now?’ Ven asked.

‘On our way to The Land of course!’ Normolm answered as he got up and walked towards the door.

‘But what happened to Hersiladis?’

‘Eh…I’ll tell you in due time, patience my dear boy, I have a feeling Hersiladis told you that before.’ Normolm said, as he walk to the door he grabbed his cloak and went out of the room.

‘Sleep, boy! It’s a long journey ahead.’ Normolm said as he walked up the hallway, his voice muffled by the walls.

Upon waking up the next morning, they had already reached the province of The Land. The great shimmering of the blinding sun, reflected across the ocean. It was the salty smell of the sea and that very warm sunlight shinning through his window that woke him up that very morning. He gazed out of the same circular window that he looked out the night before. His eyes, squinted to the sun, as he peered through his half awaken eyes. He stretched for a while reviving his senses and making sure all that had happen the other day wasn’t a dream. It seems like only yesterday I was still at home. After stretching he sat on the bed and thought back on what Normolm said before he slept. Fighting monsters…that would be scary, Ven thought. There was a knock on the door and Ven quickly turned to the door. It slowly creaked open and in came Normolm with the same great smile on his face.

‘Good morning, Ven! We have reached land.’ Normolm said excitedly.

‘What are we to do now?’ Ven asked, still dazed from the sunlight.

‘Find the second of the four of course, here in The Land.’ Normolm answered.

‘Second? It’s…Sphereign, right?’ Ven said.

‘Actually it’s Drake, but…yes it is Sphereign.’ Normolm answered.

The two walked down the corridor, up the squeaking wooden stairs, and into the open space. Up there, the smell of the sea was much stronger than inside the room. The wind carried most of it as it blew into the two. The sails of the ship flapped in the wind as the ship rocked in the waves of the sea.

‘Nice view, eh?’ Normolm asked.

‘Yeah’ Ven answered.

The Land was a spectacular view. Hills stood tall in the background and a clear blue sky stood behind them. The coast was of the shape of a crescent moon, with the two points half way out at sea. The whole place was widely littered with shops and houses. Birds of many kinds flew above them in the sky through the few fluffy clouds in the sky. The road weren’t anything like that of The Plant. It had brick roads instead of the once Ven had always walked upon.

‘It is a rich city if you might notice.’ Normolm said to Ven.

They got off the ship and onto the bay. The bay was laid in the sea like a giant maze, wooden bridges crossing one another. As they walked, the wooden planks seemed to squeak, much light the stairs on the ship. It was rocking as slightly rough waves knocked into its support. The morning sun beat down on the two, as the wind tried to knocked them into the water. They passed ship after ship, from the largest to the smallest, to the little fishing boats. Suddenly Normolm froze, looking to his right, with his mouth open. Right before him was his second ship, Rageneruos. Normolm thought and wondered how his ship got there.

‘What is it Normolm?’ Ven asked, looking at the ship that Normolm was facing.

‘Eh…nothing, let’s move on.’ Normolm said.

The two started to walk again. They reached the brick road which separated the beach from the village in a few minutes.

‘Where are we?’ Ven asked, looking around the quiet street.

‘Assyria, the city of the birds, also the only port city of The Land.’ Normolm explained.

‘Port city? If so, isn’t it suppose to be crowded around here?’ Ven asked.

‘Yeah, I’m quite surprised too.’ Normolm said as they walked straight along the brick road.

On Normolm’s mind, frequently was Rageneruos being docked at The Land. Could Hersiladis be here, he thought. He knew, if anyone were to take Rageneruos and challenge Herjisilias, Rageneruos would definitely reach the destination half the time Herjisilias would take. Hersiladis must have thought I was here already, if I’m fast enough I can’t leave with the two of them without him knowing.

‘Normolm?’

‘What-oh-yes-erm what is it you want Ven?’ Normolm said as he woke up to reality with a shocked expression.

‘Eh…so where is this, Drake?’ Ven asked.

‘You’d know soon enough. Turn here, Ven.’ Normolm said.

They turned left after the third lane, before them was like a forest. Trees lined the road which led to a hill, blurred by it’s distance. And atop the hill the two could make out a house. Around the hill were many houses, those which showed off it’s richness.

‘Normolm, haven’t you said you’d never sat foot on The Land before? How is it you know so much?’ Ven asked.

Normolm started to sense that Ven was getting suspicious of him and staggered at his words, ‘Well…er…Karnis filled me in on the city.

Ven remembered vividly how Karnis told such amazing stories of the four chosen children, the adventure they been through. And at the moment before her death in her old wooden bed, the window letting in the chilly wind, she had told him the truth that the stories of the children really was about him. And now remembering what Normolm had said, clearly karnis was telling the truth.

The road got steeper and steeper as they walked up the zigzagging road. Atop the hill, the blurred shape of the house became clearer and clearer. Soon they had reached the place, and Ven gasped at what a majestic place it really was. A house made of dark wood, gold and marble. Fencing of iron rods went around the house, and a giant gate stood before them. On it was a metal bent into words which said “Sphere’s residence”.

‘This is the place, Sphere’s residence it is.’ Normolm said with a slight grin on his face.

‘Wow…’ Ven couldn’t help but let out this three-lettered word.

‘Henry it seems that we have company.’ Adrian said, as he noticed an old man and a boy, standing in front of the giant gate.

Henry was too carried away in his new found despair to realize that. His tears seemed to flow forever, showing only his fatherly love for the boy that he had lost. He sniffed an dried his tears with his hand as e looked out the window, true enough an old man and a boy was there.

‘Bring me to them, Adrian-please.’ Henry requested.

‘Sure’

Tios News - 1 Laptop per child

2006-08-14T14:26:00.000+08:00

Wa lau eh, I so wish I was in Thailand right now. Read on and you will know why! Each elementary school kid will be getting a laptop each! If I'm not wrong wasn't Singapore about to try that too??

I feel that we need the laptops more than them. It's not that we have little resource or information on the world that we need laptops is just that there is TOO MUCH information. We have so much information that our bags could break because of the information (Not mentioning the verri expensive bags), this is so not fair!! And it is not like Singapore government don't have the money to buy us each a laptop the least pentium 3. Sure the kids in Thailand are suffering because they know little about the world. But we children/teens in Singapore are suffering because of over burden of information.

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BANGKOK, Thailand - Prime Minister Thaksin Shinawatra has announced that an ambitious project to provide low-cost laptop computers to all of Thailand's millions of elementary school students will begin in October.

The U.S.-based "One Laptop per Child" project aims to deliver up to 30 computers to Thailand in October and 500 more in November, Thaksin said in a nationwide radio broadcast on Saturday.

"If this project is completed, each elementary school child will receive a computer to learn on at school," Thaksin said.

"Each elementary school child will receive a computer that the government will buy for them, free of charge, instead of books, because books will be found and can be read on computers," he said.

He said the first batch of laptops — costing around US$100 (euro79) each — will be distributed to children in rural areas where access to technology is limited. Those children will test the computers before the government proceeds with the project nationwide. The laptops are not yet in production.

The Thai government adopted the project a year ago after Thaksin met the "One Laptop Per Child" project's founder, Nicholas Negroponte, the state Thai News Agency reported Sunday.

Some critics say the project misallocates resources and that governments in developing countries would do better to invest in providing for more basic needs. Other countries that have shown interest in the project — which has been endorsed by the United Nations — include China and Brazil, Thaksin said.

The machines are being designed to be cheap and sturdy, and have minimum running costs. They will use the free Linux operating system, flash memory instead of a hard drive, and according to Thaksin will be able to run on an outboard electricity generator that is pumped by hand.

Thaksin entered business as an agent for IBM computer systems, and later built a telecommunications empire that made him one of Thailand's richest men.

The prime minister last week launched his campaign for re-election at polls scheduled for Oct. 15.

The above was taken from Yahoo!

Arctica Muzix! - Pirates Of The Caribbean

2006-08-13T12:46:00.000+08:00

This is the original trailer to Pirates Of The Caribbean - The Deadman's Chest.

This video is made by POTC fans, the song tittle is "He's A Pirate" composed and directed by Klaus Badelt.

This Video is made by "Unkown", it's a teaser to POTC- DMC. It's pretty cool!

Tios News - Song request accepted here!

2006-08-12T22:19:00.000+08:00

Erm, I dunno whether this should be posted as Tios News or Arctica Muzix!, but since there ain't no videos, I think I shall post here. Well, if any of you out there know of a good song and would like to request. You can tag us! And we will try to put the video up from YouTube. So it's like killing three birds with one stone, haha:

My very own, layman's explaination-

1) Get to hear your favourite song
2) Get to watch the video of your favourite song (If the song got video lah)
3) Get your message across, to your friends by our blog!

My explaination verri good right?? Haha, so yeah, that's about it. Make book blogging less silent! Pump up the music!

Tios News - Early Never say (Ang Moh Version)

2006-08-12T22:07:00.000+08:00

Haha, I came across this on Yahoo!, and I figured that this is somewhat like the "early never say" case on the TV license in Singapore. I wouldn't say it's a funny thing, until Mr. Brown starts making fun of it, but I would never expect such a case to happen in some ang moh country. I can't say is it in america cause ar.... I dunno ang moh city lah. But this is about a kid who started selling worms to fisherman during the summer time and he was told to close down because he was not allowed to start buisness at home unless with certification (license). And no one knew that there actually was a need for certification! And remember, lemonade stands near homes have always been a tradition in ang-moh-li-ka (America)! Why can't worms??

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CROMWELL, Conn. - For the last three summers, 13-year-old Joey Cadieux has headed outside with his flashlight on rainy nights to collect nightcrawlers from his yard.

But when a town official recently objected to his stenciled black-and-white "nite crawlers" yard sign, Joey's business got the hook.

The move has set off a flurry of protests from residents of this suburban central Connecticut town who have been calling and e-mailing officials to stick up for the budding entrepreneur.

Joey, a quiet teen who starts high school in a few weeks, is uncomfortable with the controversy and just wants to start earning some pizza money again.

"It's so weird," he said. "I only make a few bucks a month if I'm lucky. I don't know why it's a big deal."

The brouhaha started in July when Al Diaz, a town Planning and Zoning Commission member, mentioned during a meeting that the sign did not conform with Cromwell's rules and should come down. A town zoning officer sent a letter last month ordering Joey's stepfather, August Reil, to take down the sign and stop selling nightcrawlers.

"I actually laughed when I opened it. I couldn't believe they were serious," Reil said.

But they are. If Joey's sign, now hidden from passing motorists, goes back up, the family could face penalties for violating town zoning rules.

"In a residential zone, if you want to put up a business and work out of your home you really need a special permit," Diaz told The Hartford Courant in a story published Friday. "You come before the commission and state your case ... and then a decision is made. Chiropractors do that, lawyers do that, doctors do that, and then you're allowed to put up a sign."

However, in an interview with The Associated Press on Friday, Diaz said that other town officials overreacted to his inquiry and that he will ask the board to rescind the order when it meets again in September.

That would let Joey sell the worms again, but if the sign is illegal, he might have to find other ways to reach his audience.

"I had no idea there was a 13-year-old kid there," Diaz said. "I certainly don't want to put a kid out of business. I never intended that at all."

Meanwhile, however, the ban remains in effect.

Reil could plead his case to the Zoning Board of Appeals, but would have to pay a $130 filing fee — something he refuses to do, both on cost and principle.

"I pay thousands and thousands of dollars in taxes, so why should we have to pay to appeal something we didn't even know we were doing wrong?" he asked Friday.

Cromwell First Selectman Paul Beaulieu, who has fielded dozens of complaints from residents about the issue, is among those who support Joey's right to sell worms.

"I would hope that reason would prevail, and that both lemonade stands and nightcrawler signs are seen as part of summertime traditions here in central Connecticut," Beaulieu said. "I don't consider nightcrawler sales to be a major operation. We're not talking General Motors here."
Town Planner Craig Minor said he would argue on Joey's behalf if the issue comes before the town's zoning appeals board.

He believes the boy's endeavor is similar to a farm stand, which doesn't require regulation, or activities like holding barbecues or building tree houses that are "customary and incidental to homeownership," he said.

While the issue is hashed out, the only clear winners — Joey's inventory — are wriggling through rich dirt in the family's basement, in a wooden box labeled "Joe Worms."

The above was taken from Yahoo!

Tios News - End of holiday

2006-08-10T19:59:00.000+08:00

Well, NDP (National Day) is over, and so is the holidays. Didn't get to do much. I learned that the bomb which fell on Nagasaki during world war II was dropped on national day, cool right?? Anyway, saw the whole celebration on TV, seems like there were some technical glitches. Quite dissapointing since it was the last year at the kallang stadium. Wonder what the new stadium would be like.

Along with the national day celebration if any of you readers have noticed, God923 and Pamela had just made their recent posts. They will be with us whenever they are free. So my "type of post problems" have been settled. There are now 5 types of post (categories).

1) Chapters (The original posts. Vengenre & The Battle Of Tios)
2) Tios News (My very own daily news)
3) Arctica Muzix! (Review on music videos)
4) News Buzz (News by God923)
5) lamechop newsline (By Pamela)

As for the number 6 (category)... well, we'll see. Leon (Primary school friend) is pretty busy these days, so we can't expect much from him, maybe he will post once a month? I'm still looking for people who are good at english and are creative to join my blog! So if you're interested please tag your e-mail!

By the way, "Eternity" is not concidered as a category cause it will end over a span of eight chapters or so. May be I will write more whenever I am free, please comment on the story!

lamechop newsline. --ndp2006.

2006-08-09T23:25:00.000+08:00

hmm.. not much comments.. just that this year's ndp have some corkups on the technical problems.. haha.. hmm.. if no technical problems hor, then will be very nice le.. but then u know right the person hosting keep talking leh.. then i want listen to the songs they sing also very hard lehs.. haiyoh.. maybe they should on louder.. HAHAH.. bleahs.. k. aprox. 27 minutes to midnight.. and then, national day will be over. so once again. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!! and HAPPY NATIONAL DAY TO ALL!! hahaa.. tc. =)

Arctica Muzix! - My Island Home

2006-08-09T15:40:00.000+08:00

This is the theme song for this years national day, we celebrate 41 years of history this year, happy birthday Singapore!!!!

"My Island Home" by Kaira Gong

This was last years theme song, "Reach out for the sky" by Taufik Batisah, Singapore first Singapore Idol and Rui En.

This is one of my favourite NDP song, I can remember every single word of it cause it was sung during my batch (Pri 5 batch) NE show. Sing until got soar-throat haha. "One United People" by Stephanie Sun.

lamechop newsline. --intro.

2006-08-08T22:06:00.000+08:00

here's a post from PAMELA. this is PAMELA from bnss.. going 14 this year. hate my sch. it sucks.. whatever.. dun like giving names, if its for a joke i can still take it.. i am sick of what's around. sometimes ppl just think they are so great when they are nth but bullies.. ok whatever... erm.. i dunno what to post here as i'm not really experience in team blog or sth.. anyways. one more hour to SINGAPORE's birthday..no sch tmr.. and thursday.. its gonna be great but boring if i never go out.. well, i guess most youngsters are like that...

Tios News - Taste the passion

2006-08-08T21:55:00.000+08:00

Hmm, I've been thinking for a while, actually I have always been thinking, lol. I'm a kind of person who thinks alot, that's how laziness comes into my life basically. You know there is always this saying, "talk but no action". Well, I can even be too lazy to talk sometimes, that's why I write! Haha (Boo - not funny!)!!! Well, I used to be a pretty sporty person ever since I discovered I could actually fail running because I was over weight. I started doing more sports like, biking, rollerblading, skateboarding... I remember that I had once again stopped being sporty and if I don't return to the sporty way of life I may just turn... (drum roll) overweight!!! :o

Well, the reason why I had stopped skateboarding and everything else for that matter was that I could not perform special tricks which other kids my age can. That's not really the point. The point is that, all my life I've always been using my talents well only because I had the passion. Not because I wanted to become someone great and that is very important for myself. I'm not boasting or anything but I am a guy with lots of talent (e.g. art, literature, music, english, drama etc.) I can pick up anything if I want to.

The reason why I could make people like my drawings and my stories last time was because I had the passion to do it. There wasn't this great murderous strive to be victorious. But as I grow up, all these things seem so inevitable. Because if I want to use my talents for work then there wouldn't be any more passion. It will always be, "I will strive to do the best I can!" in the working world it's hard to stay passionate for the things we work for because of the great demand from the people around us.

If you were to think of it properly. Teachers in the old age, always had the passion to teach because they loved being around children. But teachers these days are trying so hard to earn and get promoted that they put other people in harms way. Especially their students and sometimes their co-teachers. I believe teachers have the passion to teach, it's the pressure that people put around them which makes them so stressed up. Most of the stress probably come from the parents and secondly the MOE.

I do not wish to elaborate but if you were to think of it deeply the blame is just an endless loop. Who was the one who made studying in school a pain in the arse and who was the one who really made the teachers so angry as to shout like a "mad dog". Surely not the parents, surely not the principal, definately not MOE. The children?? The only reason why adults could come up with the answer that children are to blame is because they have no one else to blame. But I can safely say the kids are the ones with the passion.

We are the future and we do have the passion to study. It's just that all adults around the world don't think so and we have come to a time where being passionate about learning is like being gay. We are not allowed to show our passion in learning because adults had made us this way. How could it ever be our fault, when we are the victim of this whole problem?

So as you can see, just simply thinking about loosing weight has thought us an important lesson. And all in all, I think I have the passion for thinking. With thinking and a whole lot of talents, life will suck a little less. Don't be afraid about the people around you, just make sure you have the passion for what you are working towards!

News Buzz - About Me

2006-08-08T21:52:00.000+08:00

I am a girl which is like other normal kids :P I love playing volleyball and computer games. My nickname is Sx. People call me Sx because it is also my initial xP . I came across this blog by navigating the blogs made by bloggers. Thats all ^^

Happy and Sorrow

2006-08-08T17:58:00.000+08:00

Finally, Prelim 1 was over ! But, there is still 2 more major exams coming up. Which is the Prelim 2 and PSLE.
I must really concentrate on studies and not on the computer. But I can't keep my promise. My mind is concentrating on the computer. Parent just don't understand this. Got to go study !

Tios News - Random stuff!

2006-08-08T10:34:00.000+08:00

If you would have noticed now adays, there are the top headlines at the end of each news session. I don't remember that last year and I did stop watching TV for quite sometime. But after the long wait away from the remote I have noticed quite a number of things have changed in the news. Well, this is my version of the headlines, enjoy!

***

Now, on today's random headlines... (*tut tut tut*) ...wait, there is some new information coming in...

Alright, on today's random headlines-

1) School teacher lashes at pupil because of work stress, principals and teachers all around the island are holding a meeting, planning on going against MOE's rule on learn more, teach less, this is because the teachers aren't getting paid as much.

2) Oil and Gas prices has once again gone up together with bus and taxi fare, many Singaporean citizens are angry and refuses to pay for their cab or bus fare. A main cause for the oil and gas price rise is because of excessive use of cooking oil in food.

3) A new cause of global warming have been discovered, over farting by some of the many unconsidered Singaporean's have contributed to the global warming, a fine will be in place on anyone who is found farting on purpose.

4) The monsoon rain has begun early this year, due to climate change, expect heavy rains on Mondays, Wednessdays, Saturdays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, Sundays and Fridays. Floods will most probably occur in Orchard Road, East Coast Road and every other road you think may flood in Singapore

5) Mince Meat Noodle stores all around the island are soluting Mr Brown for advertising for them on their noodles. They have gained 50% more customers.

Now for the latest, latest headlines...

6) Pupils have begun going against their teachers and parents, they say they are fed up of being caged up, the phrase has become a popular lingo amongst teenagers.

7) One of the national day's jet plane had fallen from the sky, the singapore arms force are trying their best to hush information about this, but news media (like us) always like to 'disturb them, hehe', expect to see one less jet airplane this year.

8) Peter Lam, a 3 year chess champion has been found guilty of dopping, no one knows what drugs has to do with chess, but more information is under way.

That's all for random headlines, back to you thomas~

***

Hope you have enjoyed reading this!

Arctica Muzix! - Superman

2006-08-07T16:18:00.000+08:00

This is also one of my favourite song, "Superman" by five for fighting, it's full of heart and feeling

Tios News - Early Never Say!!

2006-08-07T15:14:00.000+08:00

Haha, this is my class version of early never say by Mr. Brown nad Mr. Miyagi from the Mr Brown Show, the event really did happen though some of the facts may not be true. But...well... it did happen!! If you're wondering what this is about, it's about a teacher scolding the class because no one handed in the form which they were suppose to hand up. Apparently the teacher thought that he had told the boys to hand up which he did not. And so.... this is what happen, enjoy!

Chia (Teacher): I want all of you to stay back in class now!

Class: Grunt~

Chia: You bunch of idiots are getting worse you know, YOU BUNCH OF IDIOTS!!

Class: (Wondering what is going on)

Chia: IS IT BERRI HARD TO HAND IN A FORM?!?! ANSWER ME!!!

Class: Huh... what form??

Chia: BLOODY BUNCH OF IDIOTS!!! IS IT SO HARD TO HAND IN ONE BLOODY FORM ANOT?!??!!

Class: (Start giggling)

Chia: DO YOU THINK I'M FUNNY??? YOU THINK I'M FUNNY RIGHT??!! LAUGH LA!!!

Class: (Class can't help but laugh)

Chia: LAUGH SOME MORE!! YOU THINK I'M FUNNY RIGHT!!! TODAY I WANT ALL OF YOU TO STAY BACK!

Jan (Pronounced as John): BUT I GOT FRENCH!

Chia: I DON'T CARE YOU STAY BACK!!!

Jan: I GOT FRENCH!!!

Chia: I DON'T CARE

Jan: I GOT FRENCH!!!!

Chia: YOU SHUDDAP!!!! THE REST OF YOU, DO YOU THINK IT'S FUNNY??!

Class: (silence)

Chia: YOU (Point to Daniel)!!!! WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING, HUH, WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING, FUNNY ISIT???

Class: (Start laughing)

Chia: THE REST OF YOU SHUDDAP!!!

Class: (silence)

Chia: I AM VERRI FEDDAP WITH THE WHOLE LOT OF YOU!!! YOU IDIOTS ARE REALLY GETTING WORSE!!! EARLY MORNING ASSEMBLY, WHEN THE REST OF THE CLASSES ARE IN THE CORT YARD WHERE ARE YOU!?!!

Class: .........................

Chia: FROM TOMOLO ONWARDS I WANT TO SEE YOU ALL DOWN THERE AT 7.15

Class: ...................

Chia: Zabir (Our monitor), MAKE SURE THE CLASS IS IN ORDER BY 7 O'CLOCK OR I WILL HOLD YOU RESPONSIBLE

Zabir: Ok....

Chia: I WANT ALL OF YOU TO REPORT AT 7.30 UNDERSTAND?!!!!!??!?!?!

Class: Yes..................

Chia: All of you who never bring the forms I want to see you at the DNT block after school

Jan: BUT I GOT FRENCH!!!

Chia: I DON'T BLOODY HELL CARE!!!

Jan: French!

Chia: I DON'T CARE!!!

Jan: French!!

Chia: I DON'T CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE REST OF YOU DO YOU THINK IT'S FUNNY?!!

Class: Giggling again

Chia: YOU THINK I'M A JOKE??? YOU THINK I'M A JOKE RIGHT?!?! LAUGH LAH!!!!

Class: ..................

THE END

***

Well that's not all of it, being through it I could say... you just can't not laugh. Almost half of the time you can't understand the words that are coming out of his mouth. But the serious part now, as you can see, we students can't really respect our teachers well, or we just don't see eye to eye. For this case, I believe the teacher has lots of stress, not from students but from work. And on that day, he decided to lash it out on us. The reason why I can safely say this is that he said the other classes were well-behaved. That proofed that only our class were causing him stress, but not enough stress to blow his head off. The next reason is that whilst shouting at us he had said that most of the teachers are missing from his (DNT) department. That means that he is definately under work stress. And for the form... well, it just slipped out of everyones mind, but it was only for a few days. I mean, it's not like he had been waiting for at least 2 weeks for the forms. He only waited for 2 days and he became so angry just over one form which didn't even really need to be handed up. In the end he is definately under work stress and we students don't deserve to be lashed at just because MOE sucks and treat teachers as slaves (including students).

.ETERNITY.

2006-08-06T12:12:00.000+08:00

This is a short story of just about eight chapters which I had written last year which coincide with Christmas last year, I send it to qutie alot of people, but I guess no one read it... so erm, I'm posting it here, do comment on it. Just to let you know, 'ETERNITY' has nothing to do with 'Vengenre & The Battle Of Tios'. Do enjoy reading :P

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When I thought about it, it was eternity; something which I wished would never have ended. Something I wished so much would have lasted forever. It’s been three years now, the image of her, which I loved so much, slowly eroding away. But now when I think about it, I have no idea why I had chosen that path. I now live alone in a house far away from where I used to live. The only path which led me to the rest of the world was one straight path. With dieing trees alongside it. And where that one road led to, beyond the hills which stood in a straight line on the horizon, beyond the night sky where the sun could not reach, beyond the tall mountains which stood behind everything, beyond the many shades of the sky could ever have, is the place which used to be my home.

Galload was a peaceful village, on the outskirts of Uex. It was this little town which I once lived in. I lived by the lake. There, the water was as clear as that in the air. Though if you had touched it you could see the shimmers of its ripples in the sun. The lake was the place most of my memories were made of. It was something our village was very proud of. The village people were amazingly kind and friendly people, they were always looking out for one another and enjoying every single day of their lives as if each day was their last. But sadly, none of them noticed the last day was a reality which could never be passed by. Only one knew, only one other, Cheryl. As our years passed and as my childhood years grew further. We went along different paths. Though we had met before by chance everything was always different from the days before. Slowly hiding ourselves from each other, shying away from each other. Into what it is now. How everything ended between us was so quick that even now I sometimes still feel the effects. The pain and the longing to see her again. It seemed during the last few days of our time ever being together was plagued by horrible winds and lightning. Rain pounded the city and thunder caused many fires to break out. Quickly in the midst of the storm the once happy village turned into nothing.

When the rain had stopped, the lightning had finally had a thought of holding back and the wind had stopped its horrible roaring every single building in the village was taken down. There were little people who had survived. My house was taken away by the wind too. I stood amongst the rubble looking for what remaining was still in good use. I could say luckily for me I had no family. As I watched others, mourning and crying for their loved once. The only one I had was the girl I had loved ever since my earliest days and the little white dove I had sitting in a dented cage beside me. Without a family I did not know what pain felt, the pain which people felt when they had lost their loved once. But even I wasn’t left out of the pain soon after. The pain seemed to be the only bit left of the plague which taunted the village.

I watched, as I sat upon my fallen house as people went on by searching. During those moment I looked into the sky, it was clear, the clearest I had ever seen for days and even long before the great plague. It was blue, pure blue not a single cloud in sight. But somehow the rumbling of thunder still sounded occasionally. Then I remembered the only person which mattered to me, the only person whom I would cry for if I were to find dead. My heart thumped uncontrollably and the urge to find that special someone which everyone else in the village was feeling came to me. The thought of how lonely I would have been without that person. I picked up, Rita by the handle of her birdcage and ran down the street, anxious that I might loose Cheryl. Running pass the crowds of mourning people, the thought of her still being alive quickly fading away. But when I reached it felt as though my heart would never beat again. I stood motionless, as a soft cold wind blew by.

Only one person stood atop all the rubble, and he wasn’t what I longed to find. It was one of the wretched men, beggars. A grown man whom I did not know. With dirty hair and a long beard, tattered shirt and a pants beyond usable. In his hands was the one thing I had always seen Cheryl with. Something which she always kept by her side. Her diary. In his hands it was covered with muck and blood and the horrific thought of her being crushed under the building whilst holding the diary was unbearable. But seeing this man upon noticing me, indecisive of whether to run or not was unbearable too. Filled with pain, my body was trembling, wanting to hold back. But getting back the diary was the only last thing I could have done for her. I was in fear. But I did it. I ran up to him and grabbed the diary. He quickly made a move and grabbed my wallet. I turned around and wanted to get it back but before me was a knife. I stared into his eyes, my teeth gritting in fear. In those eyes I could see fear too, his hands were shaking fiercely. I could see how badly he needed it and he needed it much more than I ever needed. He growled at me saying that the wallet had now belonged to him. He swung his arms at me, threatening to hit me and telling me to get lost with the diary.

Arctica Muzix! - Bleach OST

2006-08-05T16:07:00.000+08:00

Well if you never heard of Bleach before, it's a japanese anime which is done extremely nicely and to my opinion is much more interesting than the popular Naruto most japanese anime lovers talk about.

*spoiler alert*
Bleach is about a boy name Ichigo who just so happens to be able to see ghost ever since a very young age. One day he was attacked by a hollow (Meaning an evil monster which eats wandering souls) because he helped a ghost. A Shinigami (A soul slayer) came to his rescue, the Shinigami got injured and she had no choice but to pass the power on to Ichigo. Later in the story they would learn that Ichigo had extraordinary power and an unlimited supply of spiritual energy.

I've decided that Arctica Muzix! will go down as number 3 in the types of posts which I have. It is very useful, cause I can post music files in it and that is what I would usually do from now on! It's cool to have some sound in a blog you know :) The videos shown below will be the songs from the OST of Bleach. Enjoy!

This is the starter song for the first few episodes of Bleach "Asterisk:" by ORANGE RANGE

This is one of the nicer songs in the OST, "Going home" by Shiro Sagisu. The person in the video is not the original composer.

This is also one of the nicer songs in the OST, 'Will of the heart" also by Shiro Sagisu. The video was created by one of the Bleach Fans.

This is the ending song for the first few episodes of Bleach, "Thank You!!" by Home Made Kazoku

Arctica Muzix! - Blink 182

2006-08-05T12:50:00.000+08:00

Another music video! This one was my favourite song when I was in Primary 5 or 6, it still speaks to me now~ "I miss you" by Blink 182

Tios News - P.A.E.F the last stand

2006-08-04T23:35:00.000+08:00

Oh well, today is the last day of P.A.E.F, to tell you the truth this year's P.A.E.F wasn't as good as last year. Or may be it's just because of the difference between sec 1 and sec 2. Well, on the last day this year which is today, we had two folks from a disabled home I think. Well, they were both blind and they played songs and sang for us. I'm here to thank them for playing for us this year as well as last year, their songs were honestly spectacular, not what you would usually expect from disabled people. This shows that even though we have many disabilities we are still given our talents. The two of them proofed to us that we should never give up and that if we try hard enough we would be able to make a difference in other people's life. Now more about buskering or buskers festival as they had called it last year. Buskering in layman's term means showcasing your talent in public. I think buskering is one of the few good things the government have ever came up with. To be able to show case talent, disregarding the person's inability to study or excercise. Talent which range from art to magic shows to band gigs to speaker's corner where us students are allowed to talk about political stuff or at least "act political".

This is the buskering video I took!!! The first song I think it's "break away" by Kelly Clarkson I think, and the second song in this video is "Tears in heaven" by Eric Clapton!!!

This is a video taken during the guitar ensemble on Thursday, I didn't have enough time to post this in my earlier post, the song is "Wake me up when september ends" by greenday.

Tios News - Probably where Jack Neo got his idea...

2006-08-04T14:40:00.000+08:00

I have received this e-mail countless of times before I had this blog, but ever since I got the blog, I decided to post it here :)
It's very meaningful if you read it and not delete it when you receive the e-mail

F A M I L Y

I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.

But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed,
God's still small voice came to me and said,

"While dealing with a stranger,
common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse.

Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.

He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted
today;
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I love you anyway."

I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."

FAMILY

Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.

And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family, an unwise investment indeed, don't you think? So what is behind the story?

Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU God will bless you

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