Just recovered from a fever and flu. now feeling the "high" of it. It seems although one is reborn after he/she suffers from some really bad illness. Can feel the december wind blowing through the window beside me now. Chilling, but nonetheless soothing. The feeling is like the first time you had your head placed beside an air conditioning unit. Chilling, but nonetheless comfortable. Enjoy this period of Singapore most! Cool and comfortable, Holidays and all!

Lie wei came for a surprise visit just a while ago. We chatted like we'd never chatted before. On topics like how short the semester is for universities, how expensive it is for a uni education, how stressful exams are.. the stuffs. Maybe going to watch the Pixar show "Incredibles" with him next monday. Stay tune for the movie's review!

Sent my xbox for modification a few days ago. Then heard from chin kiat that some games can play even without modification. Come to think of it, the bill for $115 is a bit too steep. Heard from Paul one can get to pay only as low as 60 to 70 greens in sim lim and such. Maybe should research deeper next time i made an "investment" or something.

I feel that gaming had became part of my life. Just like what soccer did to my primary and secondary school life. Gaming is to what soccer was to me now. When I was younger, i dreamt of owning all the consoles on the market, so that i can play all the great games that are available. I wouldn't discriminate games because they are ps2 exclusive or xbox exlcusive. I play games because they are good games. not because they are hyped up or because they belongs to some genre.

Some of my friends who were game fanatics when they were younger are giving up gaming totally now. They said its time to grow up. Give up gaming = growing up? Going to pubs, drink alcohol= growing up? I guess when one reach that point of time when he/she began to think critically of problems of situations placed before them, then he/she had grown up. For example, one was given $10. how is he/she going to spend it? A child wouldn't do much planning but spurge it on candies and toys. A teenagers might buy movie tix and popcorns, or spend someway or the other. A stuck-in-between might decided that 10 bucks is too little, but decided to spend it anyway. A grown up thinks, process ideas on how this 10 bucks can be spent. 1) Buy candies. 2) Movies. 3) 10 bucks is too little. 4) Donate to charity. The end product is the same. But he thinks about how to go about it. It is this thought process that matters. Maybe you are thinking I'm talking rubbish, but that may be because you haven't really grown up yet. It is this independent thought process that makes you make decision for yourself. And that is part of growing up.

Favourite movie quotes of all time. Can you guess who said it in what movie?

" He better be worth it. He better go home and cure a disease, or invent a longer-lasting light bulb."

"I'd like to share a revelation that I've had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species. I realized that you're not actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment, but you humans do not. You move to an area, and you multiply, and multiply, until every natural resource is consumed. The only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet, you are a plague, and we are the cure."

"What I mean, sir, is if you was to put me with this here sniper rifle anywhere up to and including one mile from Adolf Hitler... with a clean line of sight... well, pack your bags, boys. War's over. "

"Man, I see in [this club] the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off. "

J: "Were you scared in Vietnam?"
F: "Yes. Well, I-I don't know. Sometimes it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out... and then it was nice. It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on the bayou. There was always a million sparkles on the water... like that mountain lake. It was so clear, Jenny, it looked like there were two skies one on top of the other. And then in the desert, when the sun comes up, I couldn't tell where heaven stopped and the earth began. It's so beautiful."
J: "I wish I could've been there with you."
F: "You were."

"I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floatin' around accidental-like on a breeze. But I, I think maybe it's both."

A: "I am the Architect. I created the matrix. I've been waiting for you. You have many questions, and although the process has altered your consciousness, you remain irrevocably human. Ergo, some of my answers you will understand, and some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first question may be the most pertinent, you may or may not realize it is also the most irrelevant."
N: "Why am I here?"
A: "Your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the matrix. You are the eventuality of an anomaly, which despite my sincerest efforts I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden assiduously avoided, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a measure of control. Which has led you, inexorably, here."

December 07 2004. That's some special date, cos I'm now officially a ORDed personnel! Wow. Talk about how times flies. When was the last post? 2003? that's like almost 2 years ago. And i can still remember vividly some of the things i typed. Re-reading those threads really brought back alot of memories. To tell the truth, i miss camp. I miss my buddies, my soccer days, those long distance jogs, those sai gangs, the sun, the food, the people. Everything. Joni Mitchell, "Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got Till it's gone". She's so damn right. And NUS wasn't the bed of roses my teachers always told me about. It was the most stressful period of time i had ever gone through. Never in my 21 years had i experienced stress from studying. Man, was i demoralised. Study till on the verge of crying. Was this the effect of having to stop 2 and a half years to serve the nation before i continue with my studies?

On how i rediscovered this blog: Was typing "CS1101C" in google, hoping to find comments from people on how they feel about the module. Then found this dude, Jian Ho or someone like that, who got this new blog, writing out his life with the most meticulous details. He tell of people like jia hui and edwin. Wonder they are the same people whom i knew. Anyway, his address was somethingsomething.blogspot.com. Then something struck me: I had a blog before! Trying out my luck, i tried the ubiquitos oddabe83 moniker, and ta-da, there i was, re-reading whatever i had typed on nights 2 years ago. This must be fate. Anyway reading the past post must have been the most enjoyable thing to do. I shan't had stopped posting. Could have missed out lotsa facts and stuff.

If I have the choice to go back in time to choose the period in which i would like to be for the rest of my life, maybe just maybe, army I choose you. The time when i with my buddies, with a purpose, with dreams to look forward to, with anticipation of outside life, when the days when i was so sheltered, with motivation towards ORD. Then again, might have been secondary school days. No stress from studies, many wrongs to correct, many friends. To anyone reading this post, the best friends of your life comes from your secondary classes. Find them and cherish them. Tie them to your body parts, make tatoos about how you and them going to stay together, burn the memories into your mind forever. They are the only true friends you'll need, and ever find. Friends afterwards were more or less acquaintances. That's especially true in NUS. People walked past you, people smile, maybe with a 'hi'. And that's it. Acquaintancios.

Hey hey, going to sleep now. Just recovered from some 38 degrees fever. Now feeling the high from taking those drugs. Until the next post, ciao!!