Heya all!
First time this year I'm posting twice a month. How sad.
But I'm pretty sure this is cheating, cos I'm just gonna share some Youtube videos!
Of myself and the guys at work doing silly stuff, nonetheless.
Enjoy!
CC+J Bowling!
CC+J The Musical!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Old School
Note: I recently received feedback that my blog is too colourless, pictureless and updateless. So how does one solve this problem? Easy peasy! By posting a colourful and pictureful update!
Here we go!
Because nothing says old school like these.
Last Thursday, I somehow dug out my old school magazines for a quick re-read.
WHAT A BLAST!
Back in my day, I had this embarrassing habit of constantly writing stories no one wanted to read and make them read. These days, I just write stories no one wants to read, and no one reads them.
So anyway, I contributed to the school magazine yearly without fail - except for Form 3 when hormones took over. Form 4 saw the collaboration with a certain Boy-Who-Was-Too-Smart to pen the ill-advised Dark Destiny trilogy. Title sounds cool huh? Trust me, that was the only thing cool about it. It was so awful that I couldn't bring myself to read it again in detail. Serious! I was just skimming through words and sentences, the way one quickly glances at and away from a dead cat by the roadside.
The story - remarkably schoolboy-ish (but then again...). About some super-computer trying to take over the world, only to be thwarted by a hero out of the blue. Then parts 2 & 3, with the hero's son continuing the battle. Or something like that. Sheer horror.
And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, then came the Form 5 edition.
BWAHAHAHAHA.
I was in the Editorial Team that year, the way all gifted students should. And the Sub-Editor, no less.
2-pages-plus for a BM story. (Since when could I write in Malay?!)
4 pages for The Boy Who Was Too Smart.
3 pages for A Tale Of Two 'Poultries'.
4 more pages for Insanity.
1 paragraph for an excerpt in my classmate's article 'Life'.
All perpetrated by YOURS TRULY!
*hides head in shame*
I must have had a really difficult childhood.
No, seriously. Any Form 5 kid who submits 13-over pages to the school magazine without remorse should be sent for psychiatric counselling and spanked for good measure.
I even remember fantasising at that time of teachers crowding around the magazine in the Bilik Guru going: "Oooooh, look at him! Sooooo clever! Write sooooo much!"
Just like how I once imagined that my blog would get featured in the papers, simply because it contained stories.
And of course, none ever happened.
I guess one of the most important lessons of growing up is to take yourself less seriously.
So... WULIGAGA ANGKUKU~!
P.S. All the writings highlighted in orange can be found in the 'Desserts, Anyone?' section of my blog. Along with Bobo, these constitute some of my proudest life's work. Maybe I just haven't lived enough yet. =p
Here we go!
Because nothing says old school like these.Last Thursday, I somehow dug out my old school magazines for a quick re-read.
WHAT A BLAST!
Back in my day, I had this embarrassing habit of constantly writing stories no one wanted to read and make them read. These days, I just write stories no one wants to read, and no one reads them.
So anyway, I contributed to the school magazine yearly without fail - except for Form 3 when hormones took over. Form 4 saw the collaboration with a certain Boy-Who-Was-Too-Smart to pen the ill-advised Dark Destiny trilogy. Title sounds cool huh? Trust me, that was the only thing cool about it. It was so awful that I couldn't bring myself to read it again in detail. Serious! I was just skimming through words and sentences, the way one quickly glances at and away from a dead cat by the roadside.
The story - remarkably schoolboy-ish (but then again...). About some super-computer trying to take over the world, only to be thwarted by a hero out of the blue. Then parts 2 & 3, with the hero's son continuing the battle. Or something like that. Sheer horror.
And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, then came the Form 5 edition.
BWAHAHAHAHA.
I was in the Editorial Team that year, the way all gifted students should. And the Sub-Editor, no less.
2-pages-plus for a BM story. (Since when could I write in Malay?!)
4 pages for The Boy Who Was Too Smart.
3 pages for A Tale Of Two 'Poultries'.
4 more pages for Insanity.
1 paragraph for an excerpt in my classmate's article 'Life'.
All perpetrated by YOURS TRULY!
*hides head in shame*
I must have had a really difficult childhood.
No, seriously. Any Form 5 kid who submits 13-over pages to the school magazine without remorse should be sent for psychiatric counselling and spanked for good measure.
I even remember fantasising at that time of teachers crowding around the magazine in the Bilik Guru going: "Oooooh, look at him! Sooooo clever! Write sooooo much!"
Just like how I once imagined that my blog would get featured in the papers, simply because it contained stories.
And of course, none ever happened.
I guess one of the most important lessons of growing up is to take yourself less seriously.
So... WULIGAGA ANGKUKU~!
P.S. All the writings highlighted in orange can be found in the 'Desserts, Anyone?' section of my blog. Along with Bobo, these constitute some of my proudest life's work. Maybe I just haven't lived enough yet. =p
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