Zombie killers.

Second day of orientation today.

Had this "Amazing Race" thing around the NUS campus. We're epic, man. The story line was like this: Apparently some zombie infection thing has spread around the world and we've got to somehow run away from/hunt/get to some place free from zombies (braiinnns).

Pretty sure we had plenty of fun though, getting lost and walking and doing our really lame cheer and walking and completing the stations and walking and not taking buses and walking. Did I mention we walked a lot? Well we did.

Zombieees.

Didn't see any though.

Since I really need sleep, I'll just put this link to a Red Bull article on Kimi Raikkonen and an excerpt from said article here.

"Who’s going to win snowboarding Olympic gold in the half-pipe?

I’ll keep my fingers crossed for the Finns, but it’ll probably be hard to beat Shaun White.

Who’s going to be the next World Rally Champion?
Loeb or Hirvonen. Loeb.

And MotoGP?
Have the teams changed much? No. So – Rossi.

Formula One?
Hard to say. I don’t know what Ferrari’s plans are. Mercedes will probably have a good car, so will McLaren. Red Bull Racing probably will too. So I’m going to have to award the title based on who I like: Sebastian Vettel. He’s so down-to-earth. "

It's like most sports are dominated by one or two (sometimes three) guys nowadays, except from F1. Not very comfortable with Ferrari's lack of everything right now. Will elaborate sometime sooner.

Okay, going off now.

Night.

P.S. Briatore's lifetime ban from motorsport got lifted. Interesting.

P.P.S. Shaun White owns.

Munkehhs.

Okay, quick one for tonight, 'cause it's late and I want to get a few pages of LotR in before sleep. I love LotR.

It feels like I've been here for a week, although it's been what, three days?

School today felt like it dragged on for a week. Hadn't had such a long day since the holidays started. Usually just slept and lazed my day away (not really, but I didn't have to sit for hours on end listening to lectures then).

So today's the first day of school, and orientation's officially begun. And I think we can call it "Technical Error" day, 'cause the system during the assembly this morning seriously failed.

Basically all we did was sit around (till butt numbness or ass-aching) listening to talks and things like that. Then we had really messy breaks at our canteen with new vendors with apparently less satisfying food (I don't know myself 'cause I haven't tried anything yet) and new people to sit with. Keep wandering back to old classmates though.

Won't say much 'bout new classes yet though. Should be pretty all right, I guess (still quite lame).

Plenty of other changes though, like staff and the canteen. And that orange wall (the one at the hostel with "hidden mickey" circles on them).

Had Rania for company during the super long house meeting. Then we mass danced like idiots. It was pretty fun though, I admit. It's okay to be lame sometimes (those coloured visors are like, seriously cool, man).

All right, better go off now. Woke up really early today. Some form of semangat, I guess.

It'll definitely wear off after a few weeks.

Night.

P.S. It's Nazihah's birthday today. Happy birthday, man.

P.P.S. The lame joke that came into existence as a result of being high on birthday cake late at night in our room: "Why did the monkey cross the road? To commit suicide because it got dumped by bananas." Talk about monkey cruelty.

Unpacking.

All right, I'm back.

Back to blogging. Back to Singapore. Back to school. Whichever.

A lot of people are moving in today (definitely more than half of the entire hostel), 'cause school starts tomorrow and stuff like that.

We've got like, three days of orientation before school really starts to look forward to.

I personally think three full days is a lot for orientation (and for the entire school). But I dunno. Whatever postpones lessons gets my favour, I guess.

Anyway, I've got a box left to unpack, which is full of books and other random bits of things. Had the help of Woan Chyi who borrowed the trolley to remove our boxes from 8A. I'm gonna miss 8A, man. It feels really weird getting into one of the lifts and not pressing the number eight.

Some of us are in 5B (and get the level 5 TV room, lucky them) and some in 9A, and some really, really lucky people get to stay in 8A. No fun.

That means no more simply knocking on other people's doors for dinner. Now we've got to like, make phone calls and contact each other through MSN.

Met the juniors at noon. Was heading downstairs to meet up with Ly En for lunch (and to eat out of trays again) when they got here.

Went out with Woan Chyi and Nazihah (one of the juniors) after that, 'cause I needed to buy credit for my phone, Woan Chyi needed to buy food, and Nazihah needed school shoes.

It's pretty lonely here, 'cause half of the Bruneians aren't back yet, so it's just me and Woan Chyi (and we're in different clusters, so that sucks big time).

The internet connection is still suckish, by the way.

Going down for dinner now.

See you guys when school reopens.

The year two thousand and nine anno domini.

Hello, blogosphere, and guess what?

It's New Year's Eve.

Yeah, as if nobody's said a word about it all day.

Actually, to be honest with you guys, I feel kinda hyped about the new year. We survived an entire decade after Y2K, man. Now that's cool.

I think my brain just registered the fact that it was 2009 a few weeks ago, so I'm a tad reluctant to let that go. Heck, I feel more mentally prepared for 2010 than I did for 2009.

The new year is just another day, just another repeat of the sunrise-sunset that's been going on for thousands and thousands of years. Things still go on. People are still dying of thirst and starvation and simple, curable diseases they couldn't afford to buy a cure for and many of us are still selfish assholes. We're still at war all the time and argue with each other for highly ridiculous reasons, and global warming is still there.

People use it as an excuse for a "new start", and make "resolutions" of which half aren't kept well (if we really wanted to improve ourselves, we wouldn't wait for a new year, unless of course you happen to come up with something on the day itself without knowing it was New Year's).

So what's so great about it?

I'll tell you what's so great about it.

I find it quite amazing that we've managed to survive yet another three hundred and sixty-five days on Earth without somehow blowing it up or putting an end to the human race (and hence prove the Mayans wrong with their "2012" theory).

We look forward the New Year because for the optimistic among us, it brings hope that with the next three hundred and sixty-five days cycle, we will strive t0 bring us forward, towards advancement, towards improving ourselves for the better, towards becoming less selfish and asshole-ish each and every day.

Like that's going to happen, but the hope is still there, no matter what tries to convince me otherwise.

So despite knowing it could be a crappy year, we like to greet each other as the year ends and a new one starts, just to keep the hope alive.

My New Year's message is like so:

Have an extremely awesome 2010 ahead of you,

and make sure others do to.

Oh, and if people ask,

it's because I said so.

=D

P.S. The second line was a joke, by the way.

Let's have all the fun we can

before 2012 comes.

...Just kidding.

Ah, it feels good to be able to live to see the future.

See you next year, good people.

Racist chickens.

Hello, blogosphere. Long time no see. How are you, man?

Yeah, okay, I'll admit, five days has been too long.

And no, I haven't died or gone to a cave to hide from the onset of the end of the world when 2010 comes (just in case the Mayans miscalculated or something. Not that I don't have confidence in the Mayans though).

Been spending my nights watching House and not being on the internet, save to sound the horn.

I'm totally cool with 2010 coming, actually. I think this year was pretty well spent, so I'm kinda looking forward to see what 2010 will bring and how awesome it'll be compared to this year.

We probably won't realise it, but in (what will seem to us as) a short while I'll be typing out a post talking about 2011 and how we should all start hoping the Mayans screwed up their calculations, because if not, 2011 will be our penultimate year on earth.

Chances are I'll be using tomorrow's post for a typical recap of 2009. Who knows.

Watched 'Alvin and the Chipmunks 2' yesterday. Theodore is adorable.

I prefer blogging when school reopens, 'cause there are more things to talk about then. Speaking of which, I've got three days to Singapore and five till school starts.

Oh my chicken.

But I'm cool, I'm cool.

Adieu for now.

P.S. I put 'racist chickens' as my post title 'cause it's been one of those phrases lingering at the back of my mind for a few days now. Then I went to catch up with RWJ on Youtube and saw "Racist Chicken!! o.0". Interesting. Racist chickens seem to be all the rage nowadays.

So Christmas-y.

Since I love Christmas carols, here's a quick video of an exceedingly simple version of 'Silent Night' recorded with equipment not up to par because I don't really have anything interesting to write about today and I'm using it as a filler.

Merry Christmas, everybuddeh.

P.S. Oh, and I managed to get that trap I wanted. Thank you, Santa and SB.

Pink taxis.

Yeahp, photos today.

First up is this weird ram/prostrating person with funky ears thing made of towels in the hotel bathroom.

Then there are the elephants. You can like, buy bananas for some thirty baht to feed 'em. Was telling my dad that we could smuggle in our own bananas in some bag like Mary Poppin's (God knows where you can buy those) 'cause it's cheaper that way.

Listen up, kids. Big elephant:

Baby elephant:

You see the difference? So adorable. Just makes you want to keep one for yourself, then you realise how much dung they produce, and how many kilos of bananas you're going to have to buy till your bankruptcy (which is two hundred kilos a day according to the guy leading the elephant we rode on, not including the amount of grass and other things elephants consume in astoundingly large amounts).

Oh, and the pink taxis. Now I can totally prove to you that I wasn't joking around when I mentioned pink taxis.

Overexposed photo though. Doesn't matter, it's a cellphone pic.

Hey, with this, I've written as many posts as I did last year. Somebody congratulate me.

Adieu.