deft dissonance.

hey.
i'll be preparing for my a levels in the coming weeks, so i prolly won't be updated this place much. Anyway which the copious dry stuff i'll be going through, u can be very sure my muse to muse will be very stifled.

i'll still be checking back here every now and then and maybe blog a ditty or two now and there. I'll pretty much be preoccupied with this "rite of passage" that every troubled teen in singapore will go through this tremulous period.

It's always good to be rooted to optimism, it tides u over the worst of stuff, brings the carrot a little nearer. Optimism like a half-full glass of water.
(but pls, hor. don't be optimistic at some places, the half-full glass of water costs a few thousand carrots)

I remember a certain someone (profho) once averred in his foretelling weathered tenor tone, but perhaps more as congenial encouragement: "you'll do well wan la, you'll do well."

anyway knowing profho's unpredictable memory and how young he is, i don't think he wouldn't remember even impressive me now anyway. haha.

Nonetheless, i believe we'd all do well to not only hope, but believe in the best outcomes.
(sheesh, i think i'm being dam boring today. drivel drivel drivel)

I shall leave you with a little something i hope u all will enjoy.



Lester
the mind is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised!
laser checkout systems

Posted by Lesterizer at 10:58 PM | Permalink

yunru has just alerted me to a most gross injustice.

apparently no one realised that we had been denied a particular public holiday for the past few hundred years.
cant believe no one pointed this one since the romans created the calender.

but we shall suffer no more
i declared the this day, the 22nd of July... Pi Day!
(why u ask? because 22/7= Pi)

Letters to the relevent authorities are in motion.
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anyway, for those of you who do not know, i'm an absolute fanboy of "LOST: (we are not sure where)," the tv series.
found this incredibly quirky spoof on the tube. Enjoy. :)




Lester
"and i'm the best lookin..."
"here comes a pregnant woman... and a hobbit..."

Posted by Lesterizer at 10:55 PM | Permalink

had a vocab quiz at school today.
and let me present a tidbit.

so, pls. freaking stop asking me "where's the cookie."
-
moving on, one of the words tested was "bellicose"; we were supposed to make a sentence with it.

For the uninitiated:
Bellicose: Warlike in manner or temperament; pugnacious. (syn. belligerent)

one of my class, averred most assertively:
"My mother cooked bellicose for dinner."

i really hope he was kidding.
i don't know whether to laugh or cry.

Lester
man.

Posted by Lesterizer at 5:37 PM | Permalink

testing. (love the part where she starts singing in spanish)

[edit: booyea the emb video thingy works]

Lester
hand me the world on a silver platter

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i believe we all look forward to those satiating weekends. for they are liberating times.
when we could see the sun rise from the afterglow of the night before,
but we choose not to.

for now, a new day can wait.

then, as surrendipitious as your blurry eyes saw that flint of a sunrise,
a saturday night will be gone before you know it.

Lester
this week, lester tells you to
cherish your weekends. or not.

Posted by Lesterizer at 7:48 PM | Permalink

drove down to cmpb today for my ns medical checkup.

well, mum drove actually...
had to go through the whole kit and caboodle of tests.
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ah, the inducing first step into national service.

and the bonding has already begun.

I guess one of the most infallible ways of gelling national servicemen, even before they step into the camp, is those seemingly degrading but physically innocuous tests that everyone goes through.

A particularly outstanding one is Test P.
or more endearingly known, Test "Pee".

Without sparing you the cruddy details, we were supposed, uh-huh, into this tiny red bottle, and then insert a strip (i think it's a acidity indicator) into the sample, throw away the bottle and wadeva's inside, then present the strip to an officer, who would assess the result.

There was abject doofus who, obviously was heard of hearing, who took his sample and then placed it snugly on the officer's desk.

After staring that the bottle in shock,
the officer gasped like a woman. then he went
"WHAT THE-"
"throw away throw away throw away"

needless to say, every one in section P tried to hold in thier giggles, trying to look like, well, mature young men.

except me, la.

i was the only one who saw the smirk on his face. (get it?)

you cannot control laughter. You can only seek to repress that indomitable sensational for just that switch in time. Humour has its champions.
Someone had to save section P.

that day, my steed was calling.

"hey look, the officer's pissed off."

and we all had a bladdy good time.

Lester
edit 14/7

Posted by Lesterizer at 6:07 PM | Permalink

njcsb, 8/7.

went to watch nj's band concert with david and samuel yesterday to give our ra-ras to-
who else but dear melvin.

It's delightful; how we hardly ever see each other, and yet on those blue moons when we do manage to take time out from our hell of a schedule, it's always a ball of fun. There's this abrosial charm that comes with the diatribes that we have and just that hint of adolescent poke (or indiginance of sorts)-at each other and yet that undeniable warmth- no, amore that comes with these get-togethers.

would like to say that it's an ac thing, but i think it's really just us.

Well, i hope, lofty or not, that this camaraderie lasts. I do hope even as we lose the run of the mill stuff that we talk about, or supermarkets to get kicked out of, we would still just simply, keep in touch.
but then i know we're better than that.

Mathew Pereira, in today's Life!!!!, sums it quite in entirety:
"The strongest and most valuable ones [friendships] are those that you had stuck with for a long time, even if there were distractions- family, career and hobbies- along the way"

... gosh. why couldn't we have been born as women... then we would never run of shoes/handbags to bloody talk about LOL

kidding, la. Ladies, please dun send me hate mail. (unless it's those leeeeeeestter i haate you kind of stuff)
heh heh.
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Concert was commendable. could really see the effort that goes into producing a quality performance. they made a conscious effort to make this one different. After all they should (it's the j2s' last performance). lol they had the ball room dancing and this hip-hop carwash dance thingy, all of em put up by the bandmembers themselves. nth spectacular though. but i would rate it as one of the better jc band concerts i've seen this year. they took the audience's attention and ran with it, that i'll give.

alas, Carwash dance was soooooo richard-simmons-exercise-video.

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guess who whipped out his chemistry ten-year-series DURING concert.
golden rasberry goes to: samuel lee shang ming.

david and i were of course, flabbergasted.
we couldn't believe that after incessant whining after how expensive the dam tickets were, he actually whipped out the TYS(!!) during the concert.

then he put it back into his bag after a few mins.
we thought he came to his sense. and how naive we were.

"erm... i ran out of mcqs to do..."

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sentosa'ed out with the class few days ago. well, half of em at least.

don't ask about the hair.

friendly stylist navee had better be in JB by now.
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Lastly, as u all might have known, blogger mr brown's (who's a fellow acs boy) column in TODAY has been suspended indefinitely. Even for those who do not know him personally, he has defintely had a much more than tenuous relationship with us all, sharing his innermost thoughts and feelings with admirable candour.

Please include Kin Mun and his wife ginny in your prayers before you rest tonight. he has been a friend to us all. let him not be forgotten.

Lester
so say we all.

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