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September 30, 2005

First, I have to thank Wei Tang. His blunder gave us the luxury of staying in his chalet without even paying.

Well, engin. maths really suck. But I forgot everything as soon as I stepped into what he called, a chalet. THIS CHALET IS REALLY GOOD STUFF! Damn it, 2 levels, 3 bedrooms and a whole lot of space to sleep. This is the kinda place we need for class and club chalets man, if you don't mind the boredom outside. See, there's nothing except Pasir Ris park outside there.

And so, I stepped into the kitchen, and can you imagine, a KITCHEN. Chef Bob was in there preparing a sumptuous feast for us. Maybe it wasn't as 'sumptuous' as you thought.





On a closer look at what he was cooking...




DONE. The Heavenly Fried Rice!




It didn't tasted as heavenly as we saw it to be. But nevertheless, some rubbish bin in the chalet still managed to finished the whole plate of rice.



We just continued to cook and cook and cook everything we liked.




Wished we had a girl in the chalet. Hmmmm...

After that, we had the Couch Potato Contest. Everyone tried their best to look like one...



While some failed to...



Blame it on Winning Eleven.




Yep, don't expect much more. Thats what we did throughout the night. Nothing else.



Posted by will at 12:36 AM


September 29, 2005

Feedback sessions, feedback boxes, voicing out displeasure. Bullshit and crap.

Just a few statments in your blog can get you into such deep shit. Its no wonder why some organisations cannot improve at all. At one moment, they're having this 'voicing out' session for employees to air their views, On another hand, they prevent employees washing dirty linen in public. So we're all stuck at the same spot, never finding out flaws and always afraid to point our mistakes.

Time to face the truth teachers. You're all humans and you all make mistakes. Call yourself teachers when you can't even take criticism. All this suing and involvement with the law is just an excuse for to take all the blame away from yourself for your failure as a teacher. Yes, and we do pay for our education. Is it justified that we're receiving lousy stuff for the amount we paid? NO.

If you only want to hear good things about yourself, start writing hordes of compliment letters and e-mail it to yourself. Otherwise, please blame it on yourself for not establishing a good rapport between the students and you yourself. Or you could prefer minding your own business and stop reading your students' blogs. You pea-brains.

Being a teacher is never easy. Take up this path and face up to the challenge. Make your students swallow their insults about you. Don't shirk responsibilities like a wimp.

If Marvin was typing this entry, it wouldn't be this short. LOL


Posted by will at 1:21 PM


September 26, 2005

Mr Jun Rong , this is the report you requested.

Chan Chin Weng is spotted to be using his computer at 12 plus noon. Not long after, he went offline and took a bath. He left for school to take his Engineering Maths paper at 2pm. The maths paper sucks. Chin Weng did not managed to finish the last question.

At 5pm, he was on his way home when he received an sms to remind him to go for his Orangees squashed orange chalet. Time zoomed at the speed of light and he's at the chalet now. Chin Weng is sighted to be watching soccer at a mega HUGE chalet at Pasir Ris with his Orangees orange juices. His phone rang and he answered the call with his entertaining Indian accent which he has been practising for the Indian Egg camp.

He is believed to leave the chalet tomorrow and might be going back if there's a BBQ. That's all for today, Mr Jun Rong. Please acknowledge and sign on the line which bears the name Wilson Chan Chin Weng.

THIS IS A
COMPUTER GENERATED
DOCUMENT AND THEREFORE
REQUIRES NO SIGNATURE
_________________
Wilson Chan Chin Weng


Jaded`
haha..I tried my best to type like u =P And Mr Chan, u're kindly reminded that u've a paper on Friday. Thanks and welcome =)


Posted by will at 10:48 PM


September 25, 2005

BBQs..

It was that little girl's birthday BBQ. It was dreadfully ill-prepared. But still, everything was put into order later. So little girl, who do you have to thank?

Well, since we were ill-prepared, we were, needless to say, late. Isn't it a shame to keep guests waiting? Luckily, all of them were almost as late, or rather later than us. Went to start the fire with Wick, while everyone went to play volleyball. Nice reception. But my dear AM started feeling bored and began taking pictures of us. So I cooperated with her. =X Pictures are available at her blog.

The BBQ pit was horrendously far away from the washrooms. The taxi uncle was right, our pit looked really deserted. And that little girl had forgotten all about ice, so we had to take care of it again. Walked a mile back to the pit. And everyone was dumbly trying to get ice for their drinks. Doesn't it seem obvious that the ice is supposed to be used as a coolant in the foam box? Do you ever see Pasar Malam people putting those ice in their foam box INTO YOUR DRINKS? Its so fucking dirty man. C'mon. Forget it, we enjoyed cleaner beverages that were cold. LOL.

After eating, they began too booze like hell. Didn't enjoy that childish sight. Everyone either got drunk or pretended to be (I don't know, maybe getting drunk was cool to them). And they were bugging Wick to get them alcohol. Nono, that wasn't why Wick went there for. We don't booze to that extent. So we just left, catching the last bus and the last train. Wick also left to cheong.

Then, we walked all the way to Grapevine. That place has a cool ambience. Perfect place to just hang around and chat. Too bad it closes at 2. But so what? We enjoyed ourselves anyway. This is the kind of bar that I want to start myself one day. Just love the place.





Our little teapots.





YF-jie named this picture 'Cheers to being free' I had no idea what we were freed of. The BBQ?





shiook~





It was tea we drank, so we're not drunk. We're spastic.





Cheers!






My My Melody tissue paper! (No, it isn't mine. Da Bian Gong Zhu left it with me.)





Happy family!



After that, walked all the way home, singing every song that we can think of. On the way, passed by Punggol Nasi Lemak and bought a chicken wing. Delicious~ ( the girls there as well, SLURPSS.) Then I walked a loop to reach my house just to accompany them! WTH~ Shagged when I've finally reached home. More shagged to know Man U lost at home to Blackburn. *@&$%!(#*$">*@$%!(#*$^


Posted by will at 2:50 PM


September 24, 2005

Why we wear socks.


Called: The soccer socks



Called: The smelly soccer socks



WHY?


Called: The hairy legs



Posted by will at 1:14 AM


September 23, 2005

没鱼的海 会很空白

没冰红茶 夏天不要来

我的世界因为有了你 没有风也摇摆

想要飞快 跟我来

What can I do? 我的爱碰到你坏不起来

What can I do? 你的人像泡面无所不在

What can I do? 装可爱还是要说个明白

What can I do? 我爱你可不可以你也很巧的爱上我

没车的路 会很奇怪

没人比赛 操场 say bye bye

我的世界因为有了你 没有风也摇摆

想要飞快跟我来

What can I do? 我的爱碰到你坏不起来

What can I do? 你的人像泡面无所不在

What can I do? 装可爱还是要说个明白

What can I do? 我爱你可不可以你也很巧的爱上我



Posted by will at 1:36 PM


September 22, 2005

Ans-tag this question:

My first kiss was as __________________

Its a competition to win Loewe Perfumes! No idea what is that, but that topic seems fun anyway. So let your creativity run wild!

__________________________________________________________________

Went supper-ing with Wei Ping yesterday. Both of us were still in awe and shock over how near we stayed to each other. So much so that we couldn't eat supper as our eyes were too big and we couldn't close our jaws. Imagine this scene: I'm cooking in my kitchen, and I discovered I've ran outta soya sauce, and I shout to her, 'HEY, THROW ME THAT FUCKING SAUCE'. And in a fit of anger, she uses all her strength to throw the soya sauce to me. And the soya sauce lands perfectly on my hand. Yep. that's how close she is to me. Besides, I wasn't at all used to eating with her. I sat there, thinking she would take ages to finish her rice. She proved me wrong. Yep. No more details. Just go eat with her and see how fast she eats. =)

Studied with Vic, Amanda and Clair today at Jurong. It wasn't a good place to study at all, especially after I travelled halfway round Singapore. We only managed 2 hours, then it started to became so noisy, that we just left lor. Then after arguing about where to go, we landed up in Clementi Arcade. Proceeded to spend the rest of the afternoon drumming in front of Drummania that I got myself addicted to it. NOW I WANNA LEARN DRUMS!

2 more papers to go. But who cares?


Posted by will at 10:12 PM


September 19, 2005

Good old Lantern Festival is back. Of course, for me, its only about mooncakes. Play fire during primary school until don't want to play already. My dad brought home lots of mooncake, and mum decided that she could scrimp a bit on meals since we had mooncakes. Now I hate mooncakes. But nevertheless, the mooncakes are so special these year. We've seen enough of roasted and snow-skinned ones. Now comes the bite-sized ones, rock type ones and even one that's made entirely out of durian. Talk about creativity.






Look carefully, the chinese word describes what it is.








Does this look like a mooncake to you?






My cousins had lotsa fun playing with lanterns though. They reminded me of my childhood days. I remembered that my brother and I nearly burnt the whole balcony playing with lanterns there. Seriously, the fun lies in the fire, not in the lanterns, RIGHT? So, aiyah, I decided to join in with the kids playing with candles anyway.

There're the old schoolboy style lanterns..







and the musical ones..






Spiderman looks obscene here.


they're totally annoying. Imagine a Nokia 3310 that rings for 3 hours non-stop. >_< Perhaps they should produce lanterns that play MP3 tones. They're more pleasant. =)

The kids..




and HE! the youngest of all..






Fuck, he ran into my dick after I took this picture.


and he was looking whether his mother was around..




no one around, and he decided to join in!




they left a mess..






Miss Candle got melted here.


Oh well, that's for all. Back to mooncakes. =X






Posted by will at 11:19 PM


September 17, 2005

Top 5 Reasons Why I Love European Football

5. Elite teams, top players, mesmerizing plays.
4. They're the only matches broadcasted on Channel 5. (I don't have SCV)
3. For Man U. Against Chelsea.
2. Quick bucks.
1. Van Persie's Kung Fu kick.



This is not WWE. But please do not try this at home anyway.


_____________________________________________________

Meeting for Indian Egg. Getting more interesting when everything is put together.

After that, went to play street soccer with buddies. (No, we don't do kung fu kicks here) Went home and discovered something lovely.



Things that look gross tastes nice.



Spaghetti! My mum must have been in a good mood. But anyway, who cares, as long as I have nice food. I reheated it. The sauce bubbled and fizzed as though I was brewing some concoction in a cauldron.



Effervescence observed. Oxygen gas evolved.


It goes onto my spaghetti.



Yummy yummy Spaghetti!



And the finished product..



My mum is a nurse. That explains the greens.


Dinner time!



Stop staring at my Alan Smith poster.



Burrps~


Posted by will at 1:19 AM


September 13, 2005

Time to dust the cobwebs on my blog..

WOW. Its been 1 whole month since I've seriously blogged. And of course, within 1 month, many things have happened. My every fucking module looks completed. CRS left on Thursday before I officially go on a break, to prepare for my exams, and PHEW, sem 1 is over (nightmares aren't over)

Hmm, I'll have to recall what happened..

TEACHERS DAY! Almost all the teachers who taught us were lost, left only one Mrs Lim and Mrs Lee. Those old hags are still teaching after so long. Amazing. Well, and we put up with some schoolkids performance before marching down to Jeremy's house to spend our whole afternoon mahjong-ing. Really nothing as exciting as I thought.

...

Connection camp in SP, my first camp in the campus. It gave me a preview of what was really going to happen in those shitty camps in October. Wasn't too bad, and had fun throughout with S-Club 8 and our special Concentration Game =P. Seniors did a great job. I'm wondering if Indian Egg will go half as smooth as this. But it must, so forget it.


Smoking big cigars.




Rohan with a mummy!



Spot S-Club 8.

...

Went to JJ's autograph session last Sat. Wasn't a nice experience though. Argued with that bastard security and seen an uglier side of Singaporeans. But who cares when I can get that signature from our local star? He looked cool, but I looked cooler. Perhaps I took the spotlight off him when I was on the stage for a while. =X Oh yeah, thanks to Wen Qian for her experience in star chasing. LOL. The CD is in safe hands now. =)


Ignore everything else on the table.

...

Thanks to that chaw kway tiao, I practically shit and vomit at the same time. I sat on the toilet bowl throwing up every fucking thing in my stomach. I was still talking to YF-jie when I suddenly went all weak. Thought I was just tired, then I had this ultimate stomachache. But when I went to the toilet, I vomitted instead. Then later, shit. Then both combine together.
Luckily I recovered almost immediately after that, drained of my energy in the process of course. I guess it takes more strength to vomit and shit at the same time than it takes to carry See Jun.

And our PEEE project is finally completed! Credit to Marvin and myself. He was of course delighted. Then we went for the interview to show our product. We were feeling so proud of ourselves. We did a great job presenting it though I didn't do anything to help him at all, crapping telling Tsui Ping how we managed to make the circuit so neat, how it works etc. I was told Tsui Ping was full of praises for us. So relieved that I managed to crap my way through without doing a single thing everything is put into place now.

The dots throughout this blog represent the boring PEEE. Without pool, movies and photohunt, we can never survive this damn module with the ugliest acronym. Do understand that we don't learn how to urinate in every session of PEEE.


Guess how we managed to top the tables of Photohunt?

Oh yeah..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO QI CAI and PETER!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

That's all I have for grabs for now. May Will be with you and leave Me alone until the next update.



Posted by will at 8:46 PM


September 10, 2005

I'll glady wait. =)


Posted by will at 12:50 AM


September 01, 2005

Camp Pack List for Will

Please remember to bring:

SLEEPING BAG
Lip Balm
Sweater
Xiang Xiang de Lavender shower foam
Tissue paper( in case u get nose bleeding..lol)
Rohan's Flag
Your very important underwear(wahahaha!)
Your very essential shoe spray
Sweets for me=Pp

Kbox one day??hehe

U're Jaded~*!


Posted by will at 11:49 PM