smack

I like golf sia....my swing's getting better, but its still rather erratic...i.e half the time my balls fly off to the right...but when it goes straight and true and high its a damn good feeling ha..thxs to miss lim for accompanying me to the driving range everytime..i'd thank my instructor but i don't think he reads my blog....never thought i'd say this in a million years but golf is fun...especially if ur like me and have oodles of natural talent i shit you not

UN conference is tomorrow...anyone who wants to see me make a fool of myself come along to the social science LT...9-4...yeah noones gonna go rite...who am i kidding


and i think i can summarise the whole P...pppblah...A...aanlaha....P (in case anyones surfing the net lookin for pple to catch but ya know which political party i'm talkin about don't u)..aniwae their whole campaign strategy boils down to
!)don't vote for me u don't get upgrading
2) don't vote for me no more progress packages
3)vote for the other side scarly s'pore economy gets screwed up then you know

whoo hoo what a concise manifesto

i'm not sayin i wouldn't vote for them (which i bluddy can't) but don't treat me like a fucking idiot i'm smart...was saying the other day.....if i ever become a PAP minister (my lifelong ambition)...all my statements have to be press releases cos i'm never gonna be able to hold a straight face in front of the media

to everyone else..

happy voting

vote wisely!!

ho hum

havin lecture jus now at 3...its 3 till 3.45....but the lecturer ended late bout 3.50 something
at 3.49, this guy came into the room and sat down took out his foolscap i was like looking at him thinking wtf is he here so late....then a few mins later when the lecturer says alrite see u next wk...the poor guy was dumbstruck...obviously got the time wrong

shit happens

a day in the life

Let me tell u whats a day in the life of jeremy lets say on the day before an assignment is due....say its due on mon.....

SUNDAY

3 plus pm: wake up..worry bout work...go back to sleep

4 plus: wake up brush teeth...worry bout work but need to destress so play game

6 plus: finish playin game...go see whats for dinner...steal abit of food...cook some food...dinner

7 plus: back to room..start panicking abit...but decide to chat on msn, surf a while first

9 plus: decide to play abit of game again to destress

11: realise its fucking 11 and i havn't done shit...start panicking...but go find smth to eat

12: ate...decide to take a short nap b4 starting

2 plus: wake up...look at the time and FUCK its almost 3!!....go to my com

3am: have no idea what to do....decide to go sleep abit more

9am: wake up...realise i'm well and truly fucked...sleep again

1pm: wake up...feel like an idiot for sleeping so much....decide to try and do the fucking assignment


wish me luck

overdue

boo...spurs got no sportmanship...bunch of fuckers

whenevr i have to do work...i'm hit by a narcopleptic urge to sleep...i jus sllepp..and when i wake up i sleep somemore...and b4 i know it the deadline has passed and i'm screwed...and i still sleep

Mr Representative

I'll be participating in an event organised by the United Nations Youth Association of Western Australia.....basically its sort of a mock simulation of a General Assembly meeting in the UN, the topic is nuclear proliferation....we're further subdivided into groups tackling specific issues....my grp is addressing the issue of Nuclear Terrorism and i'm representing the United Kingdom....

Its not an event organised by the school but apparently they'll send some tutors down to mark us for our participation...if it happens it'll be worth 10% of my unit

kinda interesting i think...but its on 29th april...not much time...hope i don't screw up

wish me luck

http://www.unya.asn.au/wa/




on another note

heres a joke i got from another blog i read



My wonderful girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and so we decided to get married. There was only one little thing bothering me. It was her beautiful younger sister. My prospective sister-in-law was twenty-two, wore very tight miniskirts, and generally was bra-less.One day "little" sister called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations.
She was alone when I arrived, and she whispered to me that she had feelings and desires for me that she couldn't overcome. She told me that she wanted to make love to me just once before I got married and committed my life to her sister.Well, I was in total shock, and couldn't say a word. She said, "I'm going upstairs to my bedroom, and if you want one last wild fling, just come up and get me."
I was stunned and frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs. When she reached the top she pulled off her panties and threw them down the stairs at me.I stood there for a moment, then turned and made a beeline straight to the front door.
I opened the door, and headed straight towards my car. Lo and behold, my entire future family was standing outside, all clapping! With tears in his eyes, my future father-in-law hugged me and said, we are very happy that you have passed our little test.....we couldn't ask for a better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family."

And the moral of this story is:
ALWAYS KEEP YOUR CONDOMS IN THE CAR

a little sanity

During World War I, in the winter of 1914, on the battlefields of Flanders, one of the most unusual events in all of human history took place.
German troops began to put small Christmas trees, lit with candles, outside of their trenches. Then, they began to sing songs. Across the way, in the "no man's land" between them, came songs from the British and French troops.
Incredibly, many of the Germans, who had worked in England before the war, were able to speak good enough English to propose a "Christmas" truce. The British and French troops, all along the miles of trenches, accepted.

In a few places, allied troops fired at the Germans as they climbed out of their trenches. But the Germans were persistent and Christmas would be celebrated even under the threat of impending death. According to Stanley Weintraub, who wrote about this event in his book, Silent Night, "signboards arose up and down the trenches in a variety of shapes.
They were usually in English, or - from the Germans - in fractured English. Rightly, the Germans assumed that the other side could not read traditional gothic lettering, and that few English understood spoken German. 'YOU NO FIGHT, WE NO FIGHT' was the most frequently employed German message. Some British units improvised 'MERRY CHRISTMAS' banners and waited for a response.
More placards on both sides popped up." A spontaneous truce resulted. Soldiers left their trenches, meeting in the middle to shake hands. The first order of business was to bury the dead who had been previously unreachable because of the conflict.

Then, they exchanged gifts. Chocolate cake, cognac, postcards, newspapers, tobacco. In a few places, along the trenches, soldiers exchanged rifles for soccer balls and began to play games. It didn't last forever. In fact, some of the generals didn't like it at all and commanded their troops to resume shooting at each other. After all, they were in a war.
Soldiers eventually did resume shooting at each other. But only after, in a number of cases, a few days of wasting rounds of ammunition shooting at stars in the sky instead of soldiers in the opposing army across the field.




This is a true story in case anyones wondering..i just think its a wonderful thing..a little sanity in a mad world

the last surviving guy of this thing died at the age of 109 in 2005....his name was Alfred Anderson


so is war a justified tool of statecraft? i don't know, politicians don't carry rifles onto the battlefield do they.. i don't see Osama Bin Laden blowing himself up for the cause. Movies glorify war. We think its cool.. all that shooting and violence...but why do u think so many soldiers so have been involved in action suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder...its cos war is a fucked up thing...13 yr olds in Africa are given drugs and carry AK47s around killing... but hey its a screwed world isn't it...
i always can't resist a chuckle when i read about Singapore's highly trained armed forces...we're not soldiers, we only play at being soldiers....whether ur an officer a spec or men...we're just kids in NS...
but thats a moot point. i digress

all we can do is carve out a little sanity in a mad world isn't it

i wanna be.......forever young

listening to radio just now and they played Alphaville's Forever Young and i just stopped for a moment..i've heard that song countless times but fuck i'm old.we all are....and yes i want to be forever young...

shit man this sucks

anwiae i've started golf lessons for anyone thats remotely interested...had 2 lessons so far and been back a couple more times to the driving range to practice...not too bad i think i'm progressing nicely considering i just started...golf is fun