Bits and pieces of MY LIFE

Haih… Have been too busy lately to blog. So some of my friends were wondering, is this blog dead? And they PM me or MSN me about it. Some of my better friends were even more creative, they were asking "Is Zixiang Dead?"

One of them took creativity to a whole new level, she sent me a fan mail… T.T I’m so touched. She said "What happened to your dead blog man? I miss it with your "half-nudity" and all… lol" Being away from blogs and msn for more than a month don’t make me dead, or half dead, or zombified (WTH?). It justs makes me MIATS (Missing In Action Technologically Speaking)

I know some of you are reading my blog from Ireland, some across the Straits of Tebrau, some from England, but haih… This sem I am in serious shit. Need to really work liao, with 2 USP modules and another Module with a Singh who keeps on blabbering about Singapore’s cross border relationship with Msia, I’m in serious trouble.

Up-coming concert planning, six modules, and finally with perpetual nagging from my boss to perform a good concert for the audience in September, Honestly, I dunno how long i can keep up. But there are some good things that happened for the few weeks that i’m away from the internet. Fua… Got this super hot junior chick who joined the ensemble, phew… I don’t mind giving her EXTRA SECTIONALS… LOL. And got a chick from nursing in my section… ^^ Man, this I dun mind giving extra lessons also ^^

And Thank God the Welcome Tea went GREAT, I have my committee members to thank for that.

I’ll try to update my blog la, but may not be that frequently. (No more fan mails pls Reborn =.=")

P.S I dun have time to properly thank GG so I have to say it here. GG made me win $13 on her Bday. She msg me to thank me for wishing her happy bday then straight away i win at Mahjong, with a 6 times "wu". Wahlao… Beat the crap outta the other members LOL… Thanks GG BTW overall won $16 Damn I’m good !!!!

Packing sux… and it begins that way, stays that way and ends that way. Especially when you need to pack for a place then is half-way across the globe from home. Weather considerations, Temperature considerations, and worse, Currency considerations.

And when the people dun speak the language you do, then you have to adapt to theirs. For example, Ach is pronounced wif the ch sounding like there’s some spit in your throat or something. That just plain sux, I can’t have spit in my throat half the time when I talk, heck, I dun even know if I have enuff spit to last me a week.

Some people say, ignore the spit and make a guttural sound. Like a toad? Not pretty… But hey, things aren’t all bad as it seems, in the worst case, we can simply use English, with a slight guttural accent at that… I’ll bet that their English is better than my German, but yeah… As long as they don’t point me elsewhere when I ask for the loo, we have reached mutual understanding

No, people… I’m not GAY !!!! But the weather is so blardy hot that I have to sleep at least half naked (Naughty Naughty…) And things ain’t any better when you are sharing your room with another guy (PRC mind you) who sleeps with nothing but his underwear, or at least that’s what I think he’s wearing under those blankets…

But heck, the room is stuffy, the guy is naked (his underwear has the colour of human flesh, no kidding), I’m half nude, and the fan is turning at the highest speed, you may ask so what?

Well this may all seem normal, but what if I add in that we were talking about the complicated philosophies of life in a stuffy room, both almost naked, and the fan turning at the highest speed…

Not good enuff? Well, what if we were crunching chips and it was slightly after midnite, 2 guys sitting on the bed, almost naked, talking about philosophies of life, with the fan adjusted to the highest speed…

And if I told you that we sat there for like 1 hour, doing nothing but talking and laughing like some asylum escapees, then the topic changed to whether prostitution is morally justifiable and so on… And the topic went on to Geylang prostitutes charging $40 for 35 mins…

Enter the twilight zone people… 0__0

Wee… It’s the end of the semester liao… I’ve got finals coming and also a half-cooked term paper =.=" Yay!!!!!

I can say that this semester was rather good. First I got the presidential post for the Guitar Ensemble. And now, I FINALLY GOT MY BRONZE MEDALLION BACK… HOHO, after 2 semesters of hardcore training *sobs*… Finally, I can go sit at the pool, do nothing and check out babes for free and yet not look like a pervert O.o!

The bloody examiner was damn farking strict, I almost thought that I can’t pass the lifeguard examination. (And Chua wud definitely be laughing his ass off if I fail =.=) KanCheong until CPR also do wrongly, accidently groped the mannikin’s err… u know… ^^

Being a president is not nice. My first week of presidential reign and there’s already loads of work to be done. I practically spent my week answering e-mails.
But, arrowing ppl to do stuff is rather nice though… Kinda Addictive… Muahahaha (Hope I don’t turn into a Tyrant) I need to keep my sanity in check once in a while.

Haih… Sien, need to finish my paper and mug… Zzzzzzzzzzzz

Wee… The Annual Concert is Over !!!!!!…. Was a Great Night !!! More photos to be uploaded later… And due to popular demand and requests… I’ve decided to not disappoint my fans and go to Germany !!!! ^^ I would like to thank Mei May for threatening me to a life and death situation so that I’m forced to go to Germany… I would also like to thank my Boss for forgiving me fong-ing his fei kei (Of course we can go in June, or July). I would also like to thank Grace… (Haih… I nvr see you wan, dunno where u sesat, I tot u nvr read my blog also) And last but not least, I must thank Yuan Lih for not missing me (T.T helps me to think less about you and think more about guitars)

Finally I must thank Chua for one hellava superb idea !!!! If I ever get laid by Nazi chicks I tell you ya…

Must switch to exam mode now. >.<

The ironies of life… Muahahaha… The night before the Germany audition was a Friday night, and I went to JB with a friend to have supper and came back at around 1.30 am. So, as a result, on the next day… I OVERSLEPT AND MISSED THE GODDAMN AUDITION !!!!!!!

OMFG,  How  on earth did that happen? =.=" Well i guessed i screwed up big time this time, but heck NO???? When I went for practice in the afternoon, the assistant conductor came to me and asked me whether I would still like to have my audition… I was like O.o!!! WTF… Heck, she must really like me ^^

And so I kept my hopes high and went to see her, before I managed to grab a guitar, she told me frankly that I was good enough to go to Germany with the rest of the super guitarists… And I went =.=" I HADN’T EVEN PLAYED NUTHIN… And she went on and said that she’s seen me play before during sectionals… Blah Blah Blah… And she thought I was kinda cool… (OK, I added this part myself…. Ignore it pls)

And so, all she needed was a confirmation whether I am willing to have one practice a week, and she meant every week all the way up till end of May…. Exams or no exams not withstanding…. Then I really wondered….
1) I cannot go back to Msia in May
2) How am I going to kill time during the weekdays in Spore(coz practice is on weekends)
3) It’s bloody expensive
4) I would fong my Boss’s fei kei (Actually can still go one, we go in June ^^)
5) Might screw my finals… (When I mentioned this to my seniors, they were in disbelief =.=" Once a week and you screw your finals ??!!!)

But then again, If I don’t go…
1) Mei May will slaughter me
2) I would kick myself
3) Thinking about it makes me wanna kick myself harder again
4) Since I’m deemed to be good, so I dun wanna disappoint my fans O.o"
5) Chances are I won’t have the chance to say Itch Lick Dick to a German (Ich Liebe Dich)
6) Again I dun wanna die, coz Mei May will make sure I die a horrible death

Shit… I did tell her that I can go… But I didn’t confirm with her… Anybody who reads my blog pls give me some advice… If you think Zixiang should go and make his fans go wild, vote yes pls… or if you think Zixiang should just die a horrible death then vote no… *sobs*

Only ONE MORE WEEK till the annual concert… Next Week is gonna be a very very busy week… If I’m not dead from exhaustion after next week, I would really be surprised…

ONE MORE DAY till the Germany Competition Audition !!!! There will be a Guitar Ensemble Competition and Festival in Germany from 1st to 3rd June. 

http://www.gitarrenensemble-rheine.de/wettbewerb2007.html

The ensemble has planned to leave on 30th May (Night Flight) probably from Changi. We would be coming back on 7th June. This audition is gonna be very tough, coz most of the members that are already confirmed a seat are from the EXPOSE (it’s the group name for all the best guitar players in our group… T.T) So if I am not half as good as them, or not having a quarter of their skills, then I’m screwed… =.= (With only 1 year of guitar experience, I doubt I’m gonna make it… T.T)

But if I were to get it… WOOHOO !!!! One week in Germany… That’s AWESOME… Almost like AWESOMELY EXCELLENT… This will be my 3rd Visit to Europe… Weee….

*Pulls myself back to reality* Of course, there’s always the big ‘IF’… Sigh…

Yesterday and today were the most horrible days I had ever felt in my life. I am surprised that I managed to survive 48 hours with barely 4 hours of sleep. It’s not that I chose not to sleep, but I just can’t, and it’s inexplicable. If there were nightmares, I could at least remember parts of it, but there were none, and hopefully tonight I will get some sweet slumber.

Going to classes and lectures with only half my brain functioning is not a nice experience. I remember myself sitting in class, and answering questions from the tutor, but it seems that I was switch into automatic mode T.T… I don’t recall any of the lessons taught today

And worse is that I actually manage to drag myself to sit for a test today. And it is a Quantum Computing & Information test, so the whole paper was basically a logic test. With less than half my brain in working order after strenuous morning classes, the test in the afternoon was disastrous Sienz…….. I hope I didn’t put 2+2 = 5 coz I barely remember what I wrote in the answer sheet (Though I still have the question paper with me, but the questions look strangely familiar yet the memory of the test seems to be fuzzy… Fuzzy logic????)

And then with only 10% of my brain still churning out impulses, I went for a whole night of guitar ensemble practice. My fingers were working more on reflex and impulse coz my eyes were so groggy that I didn’t even know what’s the difference between a C and a E note T.T

And now I’m here blogging with only 1% of my brain power left. Pls save me from this horror and let me have a good night’s sleep tonight…………………………………@#$%#%#$%^^@#$%

14th of February is here again, the Day where girls rejoice, and guys draw a big hole in their wallets (or what’s left of it anyway). While couples around the world celebrate this holy day, singleton do not get to join in the fun. Many people are often pestered by the dreaded Question "Do you have a date?" "Watcha doing for V-Day?". Here are some ways to shrug the questions off:

1. When asked by a guy whether you have a date for the umpteenth time, just shrug it and say "If you are so busy going around pestering others whether they have a date, why not get one yourself?" (Those pestering fleas should immediately shut up. Statistically proven that people who ask these questions usually do not have a date.)

2. If so happens that the flea has a date, then you say "Oh really? Then looks like you can’t join me clubbing where the best chicks in Singapore go to." And if he goes on calling you a loser, then go to step six.

3. Alternatively you can fake it and say that your gal is overseas, and then proceed to do the fretting "I’m so unlucky, we are separated such a long distance. I will probably be thinking about her tonight :-("

4. Another method is to do the guy-being-ditched syndrome. Which is not uncommon nowadays "I recently recovered from the trauma of being dumped. Please do not remind me of the horrors of V-day"

5. When you are really pissed off, just slap the guy and then shout out loud in public "Please don’t act like a loser for not having a date, going around asking people what they are doing for V-Day. Not everybody is free, YA KNOW !!!" Then rampage off leaving a stunned flea.

6. If all else fails, then grab the nearest person that you know and pretend to talk to him or her about your plans for V-Day. The Flea would probably @#$% off. And then the friend that you were talking to will bring you back to step one. Things are gonna be ugly.

Yessssss… People, after desperate pondering and doing some high level research cum critical thinking… I’ve found a perrrrfecto explanation as to why my Quantum Computing class has no gals watsoeva… (which caused me great annoyance and regrets T_T)

Well the story all began back in the 1930’s when some smarty pants named Paul Adrien Maurice Dirac (Lucasian Professorship at University of Cambridge… Woots??!) figured out a way to associate every single bloody thing in this world that is no bigger than the size of an atom by one theory which he quaintly named "QUANTUM MECHANICS" <- *Note: You must read this with ASSERTION to gain maximum Ooomph…

I digress, as I was saying, this guy made a lot of contributions to quantum mechanics, blah blah blah… And He made one major revolution in the naming of vectors. Ladies and Gentlemen, I proudly present the BRA-VECTOR…(The vector description of a bra???)

Do not ask me what a bra-vector is, but when u use it to do an inner-product wif a ket-vector, u get err… a baby??? @@" Nah, u just simply get a complex conjugate of sum shit that doesn’t mean anything unless u are a nerd… But the point is this. Legend has it that this guy had problem finishing a sentence when he was in school, not to mention finishing a word. If you put bra and ket together, u will slowly realise that bra-ket sounds like bracket, which is exactly what an inner-product is… <α|β> Coincidence?

Though another explanation is that Dirac was actually a pervert, who does try to improve the knitting technique of err… (censored) during leisure… (Note: He absolutely lurves knitting) Which have caused him to name his discovery of this form of vector and naming it after the garment which he knitted… Apparently this caused an uproar in anti-sexist movements during the 1940’s, which of course made women shun quantum mechanics as a deviant cult that worships the female undergarment as vectors and using them to do complicated calculations that is beyond comprehension. This in turn made them hate quantum mechanics, which of course caused me a great deal of annoyance and regrets as i say again… (These are just postulations…)

Although I may hate him as he is for causing me the great ordeal of not having any opposite sex in my class, I do find him interesting though. He was an electrical engineer ^^, brilliant ^^ (ahem…), considerably good-looking ^^, and also a pervert ^^… Hmm… sounds kinda familiar…