Year: 2013

Memories

Published by

Remember the graduation video I was telling ya’ll about in the previous post? Yeap finally got everything exported proper and uploaded. It has always been my dream since Secondary 1 to have my work presented to my school mates. On the last official day of Secondary School, this wish of mine finally came true and I got to show the graduation video to about a strength of 900. It’s pretty darn special because film-making has been my passion for a really long time and it’s so surreal that my first short film (that’s not created for academic purposes) was received by such a big audience. I was kinda feeling a li’ll scared because the color projected on the screen in the hall was way different that what we’re seeing on our computers, so the intended feel and tone of the video was gone. The color contrasts and combinations were not as prominent anymore, making the video lose quite a fair bit of its aesthetic appeal. But as the video went out many people started laughing …

Friendships and Graduation

Published by

FRIENDSHIPS So after 4 years worth of memories it’s finally time to insert the period. It has been an exhilarating and scintillating ride of self-discovery, continuous learning and maturing throughout this third of a dozen years. But after all the “negative b plus or minus the square root of b square minus 4 ac over 2a”s, I realised something, that friends are so much more important than finding the roots of a stupid parabola, which doesn’t even exist sometimes. The friendships forged and bonded among our school community is something that I’ll treasure and never be able to forget. In these four years, people come and go, The people who you talk to everyday, share your worries, your sorrows, your happy experiences, they’ll just suddenly camouflage into the color of the air. However, there will also always be the people who will stick by your bloody side no matter how big of a grave you’ve dug or how deep of a shit you’re in. They’ll somehow be able to tell when something isn’t right in your …

See, The Thing About The Word Slut,

Published by

This article may make me sound like a female, but I’m a boy alright. There are a lot of changes in perspectives, so it might get slightly confusing. I’ll appreciate greatly if you can stay till the end. There are a few overlooked points that I’ve included, and looking through the whole piece will give you a better general gist of the topic at hand. Thank-you. The Oxford American Dictionary defines the word slut as “a slovenly and promiscuous woman”. The definition given is rather vague. Back in the Middle Ages, it was used to describe a sexually promiscuous woman in a negative way. It was an insult for woman who took initiative for their sexuality, who were more open and less conservative than what society deems as expected or acceptable back then. In present day, the meaning of the word slut has expanded and grown, similarly in comparison to the number of North Koreans dying due to overfeeding of non-existent food. Some girls call each other sluts because they’re interacting, and seemingly flirting with …

When The Haze Strikes

Published by

Most Singaporeans should know that in recent times, our lives have become a hell lot more exciting following the dramatic rise of our PSI levels. If the remarkable increase of citizens wearing masks that look like one side of a bra didn’t raise your eyebrows, and you’re still strolling along the beaches of East Coast Park, skipping and swinging your arms, singing The Beatles’ “Here Comes The Sun”, you might want to consider going for an eye checkup, although that really depends on whether you can make it to the ICU alive before that. McDonalds temporarily shut down its delivery service due to “safety concerns”, so I’m not sure if the paramedics and ambulances are allowed to leave the hospitals. Ah well, hopefully someone will see you gasping for air and attend to your distress call. Tough luck tho, knowing Singaporeans. They’ll probably take out their mobile phones first, and Instagram a theatrical image of you dying, with the caption, “Man suffocating. I think it’s because of the haze. Should I help… LOL. #park #sky …

5 Things I Dislike About Cinemas

Published by

1. Girls who squirm. We have annoying people, very annoying people, very, very annoying people, and then we have the girls who squirm when something deemed as “cute, cuddly and lovable pops up on the screen. These bunch of torturous brand of homosapiens just can’t keep their mouth shut. Does a gerbil with those “I’m innocent” puppy-dog eyes or a baby who makes weird pre-puberty sound effects motivate you to, well, act like a baby? And guess what, these species usually hang out in cliques of 4 to 5, so basically, if you’re looking to wind down after a long, hard day, leave after the trailers. Why do we need Guantanamo Bay and all the tacky interrogation techniques when you can put prisoners in a room with squealing teenage girls. They would be begging for mercy when a baby hamster appears. Obtaining sensitive information from a seasoned, hardened, bullheaded criminal? Oh, you mean counting from 1 to 3? 2. Crying babies. I do not have anything against babies believe me, but really, you expect me to behave …

How Unpunctual Teachers Screw Up My Life

Published by

With teachers gradually losing their grasp on the concept of punctuality and abilities to keep track of time, the painful sight of long queues that greet you after climbing down 10 blocks of stairs has become more prevalent as the year goes on. Recess was supposed to be a time of relaxation. It’s supposed to be a time when we catch up with our friends, find out what nonsense they were up to, and how screwed up their lives are etc. Nowadays, most students spend the majority of this rare period of freedom, queueing up for (in my case), excessively overpriced, immensely undersized food. It is extremely heartbreaking to see how our dear recesses are being eaten up (no pun intended) by various teachers whose “Let me finish this question” requires a severely underestimated 10 mins. A simple “What’s 1+1?” question can lead to this huge amazing miraculous life story on how Tom-worked-so-hard-and-finally-achieved-his dreams. I mean, don’t get me wrong I feel great for whoever Tom-guy this teacher’s talking about, but with all due repsect, you releasing the class on …