Jonk, Jonk, Jonk

When did you become such a coward?

You actually got the rare chance to see her today and all you could do was suan her to get her attention. You had 5 minutes to talk to her and you kept silent. When will be the next time you can see her? Hopefully tomorrow during mass dance. But if not, the chance of meeting will be equivalent to that of two random air molecules colliding.

Shit.

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I have a friend

Whom I feel is a lot like me.

The both of us are like giant boulders at the top of a steep slope. We need a great amount of strength to be pushed so we will move ahead. But once we start moving, we will be fast, we will be strong, we will be unstoppable.

But unlike me, he didn't have anyone to give him that one harsh push.

I want to be the boulder which pushes another.


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You have no idea how amusing I find this.

Nov. 20. 1905

J. H. Todd 
1212 Webster St.
San Francisco, Cal.

Dear Sir,

Your letter is an insoluble puzzle to me. The handwriting is good and exhibits considerable character, and there are even traces of intelligence in what you say, yet the letter and the accompanying advertisements profess to be the work of the same hand. The person who wrote the advertisements is without doubt the most ignorant person now alive on the planet; also without doubt he is an idiot, an idiot of the 33rd degree, and scion of an ancestral procession of idiots stretching back to the Missing Link. It puzzles me to make out how the same hand could have constructed your letter and your advertisements. Puzzles fret me, puzzles annoy me, puzzles exasperate me; and always, for a moment, they arouse in me an unkind state of mind toward the person who has puzzled me. A few moments from now my resentment will have faded and passed and I shall probably even be praying for you; but while there is yet time I hasten to wish that you may take a dose of your own poison by mistake, and enter swiftly into the damnation which you and all other patent medicine assassins have so remorselessly earned and do so richly deserve.

Adieu, adieu, adieu!

Mark Twain
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JC lightbulb joke!

Q: How many RJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: 4 whole faculties. One to design the new bulb, one to
manufacture and test it out, one to write a proposal on it and one to market it.

Q: How many HCJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: The whole school. To compete with RJC.

Q: How many VJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: The whole school. One student to screw it in and the rest to cheer and wave flags and banners to give him/her support.

Q: How many NJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None. They can study without light.

Q: How many AJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: They're too busy trying to be one of the top 5 JCs.

Q: How many ACJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None. They'll rather use all their money to employ YJC to do it for them.

Q: How many YJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None. Only one teacher to tell them what a light bulb is in the first place and to demonstrate how to change the light bulb.

Q: How many CJC students does it take to change a light bulb? (Hint: High abortion rate in the past)
A: They'll prefer it to be darker.

Q: How many JJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None. Their physics is so bad that they made their macho male physics teacher cry.

Q: How many TPJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None. Would they even bother?

Q: How many SAJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None. They believe in praying for it.

Q: How many NYJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None. They are still using oil lamps.

Q: How many SRJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Huh, what litebarb?

Q: How many PJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Heck the light bulb lah, the principal would do something about the rightbarbs. Let's do 300 jumping jacks for not wearing the proper school attire.

Q: How many MJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None. They are too busy trying to get promoted.

Q: How many IJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None. They are Innovians. They'll find ways out of the dark.

Q: Who wrote all this?
A: A TJCian.

Q: How many TJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None. They think they are already very bright.
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Spearca Day 02

I seriously don't know how to describe the VJC orientation anymore. If you asked me yesterday, my opinions would have been loaded with a million superlatives. But obviously, today, things only got more high. -.-

But it's damn obvious, with the deafening cheers of both the OGLs and the freshmen, that the entire event is a success. I can tell you that even though it's just halfway through orientation. The amount of work put into Spearca is incredible. It's damn obvious from everything they did and planned. I already heard accounts of the orientations from different JCs- HCJC, NJC, AJC, ACJC and RJC. The orientations either consisted of well planned events with dead people or fun people with events not well planned.

The preparation for Spearca impressed even me. The orientation is actually held in a story format with the entire level split into 8 OGs with a couple of sub OGs under it. The names of the OGs follow the names of fictional warriors who are on some sort of quest. There's really a storyline behind me and extremely surprisingly, it isn't lame. Interesting, in fact.

and the OGLs are just unbelievable. How can each and EVERY J2 student involved in Spearca be so into the event? These two days I needed a lot of help to do lots of stuff and I'd just ask any random J2 I see, whether he/she's involved in Spearca or not. And they were all damn freaking cool. I guarantee that I, AT LEAST, asked for help 10 times from 10 different people and they were all damn helpful. (LOL. I know I sound like some weirdo who keeps asking for help. But that's because I frequently have to be separated from my OG to attend to other stuff)

And my sub OG itself is also damn cool. It's obvious my OGL is enthusiastic about being an OGL. The first day, he could only bring us around for half the day before having to leave for a competition. And at night, he actually sent me a message saying that he was sorry about not being able to bring us around for the rest of the day and stuff.

I believe there are two kinds of leaders- the first are people who act enthusiastic because of the job given to them and the second are people who take the job because they are enthusiastic.

I know A LOT of student leaders who are in the first category. I can see through people like glass. (Caleb ought to know :D)

I don't really blame these people for doing so. I understand that these people think the job as something cool, and thus have to rev up their engines to meet their own expectations.

But obviously I, me being me, don't give a damn about these kind of people. They are EVERYWHERE. And until they realize they are going about this wrongly, they're only going to lead an artificial, made up, delusional life. I don't mind someone not being enthusiastic, I hate people acting enthusiastic; it's so stupid.

However, people like my OGL I respect. He's a really cool guy and if I weren't so sleepy throughout orientation I swear I'd talk to him more.

My other three OGLs apart from the one who was mentioned above are also cool people. (It helps that all three of them are pretty ladies) I'd also talk to them more if I didn't have to take a super long bus ride which makes my butt ache and saps my energy so much I feel sleepy throughout the event. It's a real torture doing extreme cheering when you're three quarters asleep. That's the reason why orientation's a partial torture.

But on the whole, just experiencing these two days, orientation in VJC has given me a very good idea of what the school and its students are like. And from what I see, I know I'll like it here. What defines school spirit isn't the amount of cheering done at school events, nor is it how many student councillors you have. It's the day-to-day experience you get on the normal school curriculum.

PS: Mass dancing is more dangerous than Muay Thai. I'm really going to get knee kicked right in the face (without any safety equipment) while mass dancing one of these days.

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DAY 01

Freak. i don't know how to describe VJC. How can over a thousand people be so high at the same time. I mean, I'm looking at crowd psychology in the face here. Hahaha. I've done the research on crowd psychology before so now comes the practical.

But yes, Veejay is a nice JC to be in. The teachers look friendly. Like, damn friendly. Super duper uber friendly. And so are ALL the Victorians. Now that's scary.

But anyway, much as I would like to, I can't describe the first day as horrendous. It was considered very ideal. I just don't like enthusiasm for no reason.

The subject briefings were the REALLY scary ones. Every briefing I went for, every teacher mentioned the word "fail" and 'drop" at least thrice. And it just so happens the subject briefing for today are for the subjects I want to do. I was really hoping that I could take subjects which didn't require studying and yet ace it. But if it's just the former without the latter, I still really don't mind.

Ah, Day II tomorrow. It's only going to be more high. Damn.

VeeJayCee '11

Yeah it's confirmed. Which kind of sucks. Cuz that means I have to return to school. Okay, that REALLY sucks. Like, precious time that can be spent on Borderlands and partying is wasted on EDUCATION. Where is the justice?!

I mean, if education is compulsory for stupid people and people who live to mug, I'd understand. But hellooooooo. It's me you're talking about here. I don't need an education. Laymen need education. I need enlightenment.

Anyway, I received the sms at about 6+ telling me that I got accepted into Veejay. HOWEVER, I was still sleeping soundly then, and was planning to CONTINUE sleeping till 11. BUT, a couple of idiots called me excitedly at 7+ and 8+, waking me up and causing me unrest.

What's the big deal, dood? -.-

Anyway, afterwards I went for lunch at Thai Express with Eileen. I ordered this Thai dish that James and I wanted to order the last time we went to Thai Express. But the waiter actually STOPPED us from ordering cuz it was too spicy. Which is dumb. Well, I THOUGHT that was dumb BEFORE I tried the dish today. I died. Thrice in a row. Point made.

Then I took a bus with my mom to Veejay to see how long it'd take. Very long. Very very long. Point made.

Afterwards I went to dinner with Kai at Hog's Breath Cafe. The steak was awesomeeeeeeee. I'm going to go back for a 400 gm steak next time. It's THE place you ought to go for good steak, not Jack's Place. Then we went to Novena for ice creammmmm. <3

Ah now I'm back at home. And I was told some guy from Veejay called to tell me about my Orientation Group and what I have to bring/do tomorrow. Ah whatever, when it's time it's time.

Got to go back to doing my "stuff".

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