01
Oct 08

kang the villian

Kang is an expert in travel through and manipulation of time, and has mastered his future’s advanced technology. He is an expert strategist, a veteran of armed and unarmed combat, and has an indomitable will to succeed through struggle.

Kang’s full-body armor (composed of an unidentified future metal) enables him to lift 5 tons; it can project a force field around him that is extendable up to twenty feet and can shield him from even a direct nuclear strike. The suit has its own self-contained atmosphere, food supply and waste disposal system. Its weapons include anti-graviton particle projectors in his gauntlets, concussive force blasters, circuitry accessing his ship’s time machine, allowing him an “automatic recall” of a few seconds, and various other weapons. Kang formerly used technology which transferred his mind into an alternate body upon the point of death.

Courtesy of http://www.marvel.com/universe/Kang


28
Sep 08

the new addict.

been haemorrhaging cash ever since i came back from the states.

major expenses include:
1) a laptop upgrade (yes, acer again)
2) dave, the laptop table
3) last but not least, my latest love, the blackberry bold!

behold! the beauty of da blackberry bold!

okay iphone folks will definitely beg to differ, but i did carry out a substantial amount of research and playing around between the iphone, omnia, and the bbb before i finally came to the decision.

several reasons why i love my bbb:
1) organizer / calendar.
2) qwerty keypad. (prefer that over touch screens)
3) rss reader.
4) i write documents with it.
5) i use it to remember things because i have lousy memory.
6) i feel like a da lao ban with it.

say, blackberry addicts have this tendency to name their blackberries.

mine has one too!

his name is..

大老板


09
Sep 08

the same ole debate

when li jia wei, feng tian wei, and yue gu were fighting korea with their lives, the rest of the nus population was cheering them on via the big screen tv at yusof ishak house. 

aspiring engineers like us were watching the live telecast of the match with our laptops during lecture.
and yes, i was one of those standing behind mumbling “china vs korea”.
in the finals, when the whole of singapore was excited at the prospect of a chance at gold, i was also of the “china vs china” sentiment.
am i not patriotic?
am i just a stupid and ungracious singaporean who knows not to be proud of his country’s achievements?
quite the contrary.
i love my country. 
i’m proud of singapore’s achievements and of our current standing in the world.
but i was absolutely appalled when some important person actually chided people like me by saying something like, “we should be more gracious and accepting. what, then do you propose we do? if you do not stand for the situation, give us a solution! if you can’t come up with a solution, don’t say anything!”
i was like wtf?
a solution?
for what?

my couuntry has achieved alot. 
it’s cool. 
so chill.
we are not yet established as world-class in the realm of sports. 
i do not think that is an opinion; that is cold hard truth.
and there is no so-called solution to that.
not yet then not yet lah!
whaddaya mean, “solution”??
so you mean, the “solution” to exceling at something, is to get somebody else to do it for you?
if i cannot pass my exam, can i get someone to take the exam for me?
look, these sportspeople have my utmost respect. 
always have.
and no, this does not have anything to do with whether they love singapore, how much they love singapore, and emo stuff like that.
the point is not that they are not “born” in singapore.
nor that they were “born” somewhere else.
the point is that they are right here right now being singaporeans, for one reason only; that they are good at their sport.
two of them only came to singapore in recent years, to play table tennis.

jia wei has been here much longer; but she was brought here also only to play table tennis for singapore.
do i “despise” them? 
do i doubt their intentions?
do i doubt their love for our country?
their sportsmanship?
do i not “like” them?
four years ago, when jia wei was playing against the korean in the final deciding match, i wasn’t able to watch it live. 
so i was there walking around town listening to the fm radio, wishing from the bottom of my heart that jia wei will beat her opponent.
i flinched everytime her opponent shouted that ugly roar.
when she lost eventually, my heart sank just like all other jia wei fans in singapore and the world.
i really, really liked jia wei. (before all the weird news of her personal life, anyway)
i deeply respect world-class athletes.
they’ve exchanged their lives for the moment to show the world their talents.
they are the epitomy of near-perfection.
every executed move has hundred upon hundreds of hours of pain and sweat and agony and disappointment and forgone play-time and movies and psps and wiis and games behind them.
sportspeople make humongous sacrifices.
only that handful get to become the michael jordans and michael phelps and michael schumachers of the world. 
the rest of them bury their dreams after falling through the team selections by a quarter of a second.
damn, damn good, but not good enough. the world is full of these.
still, they work hard, they try to make it the next time round.
sportsmanship is a noble thing.
if i could live life all over again, i would probably be more of a sportsman.
but since i do not wish to live life all over again, i will make my kids become sportspeople!
and that’s besides the point, as usual.
anyway, li jia wei was my idol.
after i watched them play, i really had nothing but best wishes for yue gu (so cute!) and feng tian wei (so shuai!).
yes, as li jia wei, as yue gu, as feng tian wei.
not as pawns.
not as instruments to make singapore an “even better country”.
not as a “solution” to a non-existent problem.
so now, who is the one being ungracious?
who is the one treating three sportspeople as gods, for the sole reason that they could help bring their own country pride and glory?
i’m sure the very important person who uttered those incredible words has never been a sportsperson for one second in his entire life.
because he clearly does not understand.

30
Aug 08

succumbing.

i’m an old stubborn fool, but i have just decided to give in to the devils and start playing with facebook.

i’m probably like the last person in the world to do that.

sheesh.

can someone just explain to me what’s so great about it?

i setup my account long long ago but didn’t know what to do with it, so i haven’t logged in in a looooon time.

i just checked and found out that i have 26 friends, 103 friend requests, 1 mousehunt invitation and 54 other requests?

what in the world is a mousehunt?

die liao lah, and prata was amazed that i didn’t know what kungfu panda is all about.

and to think i used to be at the fore-front of technology and all this bo liao stuff!

i don’t even turn on msn anymore.

the effects of aging..

so hopefully facebook makes me feel young again so i can come back to my dear lorlilorsor in a spurt of magnificent inspiration.


03
Aug 08

back.

touched down last night.

maybe it’s jet lag, but i feel wide awake at 4.58 am.

yellowstone was absolutely awesome.

some pics are already up at http://littlegetaway.multiply.com/

it has a grand total of ONE post, but quite afew pictures.

rav4 will upload all (or most) of the pics in due time i believe, simply because she is more disciplined than i am. (sometimes)

how nice that i’m back in time for national day.

you feel really patriotic when you come back to your own country after being away for 3 months.

and no, i’ve not really grown fat.

and i don’t think i’ve shed weight either.

i think what’s suffered the most in these past 3 months is my bank account.

i am now the proud owner of several (and i mean SEVERAL) branded consumer products that i have been simply too savvy to own prior to arriving at factory outlets in u.s.

this just goes to mean that i will have to work alot harder at earning moolah when the semester starts.


08
May 08

bye folks.

legend has it that once you stop the momentum in writing, it’s kinda hard to get it back.

so true.

however, seems like folks still visit this humble little house of thoughts every once in awhile, (evident from the occasional war cries of “wtf why your blog always not updated one?!”) so i guess it’s good to come up here to say alot of things before i bid farewell and leave for america come tomorrow.

5 hours later, to be precise.

it’s my first time on an aeroplane, and as mother says, “first time sit aeroplane sit all the way to america?!”

anyway ya, being away for extended periods of time has unexpected perks too.

going away for a long time makes you emo; it makes you say goodbye to alot of things you never ever get a chance to say goodbye to, and makes you see them for what they are.

things like, your 2 folks. your rowdy siblings.

your messy-like-a-pig-sty but ever-lovable disaster of a room.

your bed.

and for me, i have this place i affectionately call “plaza”, where i go to slack when i have nothing better to do. i went again today.

of course, cblc.

sometimes, you just grow so natural and in-one with the place and faces in it that sometimes you don’t even bother to say “hi” when you see folks inside; you just like, nod.

and then you get mortified when you realize that suddenly you’re saying goodbye to each other probably forever. kk this is not because i’m leaving for the states, but because they’re graduating, but the sentiments are the same.

and sure, there will be gatherings once in awhile definitely, but things won’t feel the same anymore.

[yea i will post pics, but i don't have them with me now so i'll post them later.]

pragmatic folks like me join cblc for pragmatic reasons, but end up realizing that knowing the amazing cblc folks here is probably one of the, if not the most beneficial thing i’ve got from nus.

okay this post was started last night and i was planning to write one hell of a long grandfather’s story, but i was still packing and doing last minute stuff and it’s now 10 a.m. in the morning meaning i’ll be leaving home in 1 hour, so i better say my farewell here.

before leaving, i have..

1) met up with the engineers in the semesterly-bbq.
2) met up with the cblc folks at the agm dinner.
3) failed to meet up with the world’s saddest team for the last bball session in a long time.
4) gone to plaza to slack around.
5) gone to borders.
6) had my last teh peng in a long time.
6) had my last chicken rice in a long time.
7) my last kfc in a long time.

i guess that’s about it.

time to check out what last minute stuff i have failed to do before i screw up.

goodbye folks.

i’ll miss y’all.

and i’ll (try to) post alot. and i realized i’ll probably reach 500 posts in lorlilorsor there.

take care okay folks?!

good bye!!

*waves like a maniac*


04
Apr 08

engin and fashion.

was waiting for 151 with 2 girls. (strangers)

guy walks past.

happens to be friend of one of the girls, so they talk.

guy leaves. 2 girls start conversing.

girl 1: who’s that?

girl 2: friend. *mumbles about some jap class thing*

girl 1: oh.

girl 2: why?

girl 1: what fac’s he from?

girl 2: arts.

girl 1: whoa.

girl 2: why?

girl 1: from his clothing, i thought he’s from engin or science.

*dagger stabs into kang kang’s heart*

*kang kang turns*

oooohhhh…

stylo milo.

has fashion sense i suppose.

mini-skirt.

funky cape.

expose here expose there.

but.

not very pretty. (understatement)

moral of the story:

fashion sense.

so what? :D


09
Mar 08

hello.

wah man, why i so long never post?

must be a matter of momentum.

to test out my logic, here’s one post.

maybe one will come again soon.

i’ve grown really lazy to type.


23
Jan 08

kang kang posts.

why does every post of recent times seem to reek of this “i’m back!!!” theme?

i’m getting really lazy with posting these days; probably got used to not posting last sem.

last sem was killer.

aww my dear lorlilorsor…

do you know your master kang kang nearly died last sem?!

7 bloody modules, almost all of which i hate.. 6 core bloody engin modules!!

all because of that shit-ass dapao-ded fluid mechanics.

and i even had to go and see my mentor to appeal to take 7 modules.

“yeah well, i’d approve your application.. never really done this before though. so do come back to me after the semester and let me know how you do alright?”

yeah well, this pathetic guinea pig conveniently forgot to report back to his mentor.

in stark contrast..

i am very happy to announce that..

this sem…

limpeh has a freeeeee day!!!! friday!!!!!!!

guard until flower open, see the moon bright bright….

*kang kang falls onto the ground and weeps at the kindness of the heavens*

according to our common engin code of definitions, i actually had an additional module last sem, commonly known as gf1101.

fortunately, i kena-ed a super easy to appease “tutor” for this “module”, who just has this unwanted side-effect of making me fat and lazy and waste time slacking around with her whole day long doing nothing in particular.

incidentally, both of us had our best sems ever.

i was telling her the results i got for the “best sem” ever could potentially drive a normal nus undergraduate to immediately commit suicide, which she strongly agreed to.

it was very amusing to have her beside me when i was checking my results.

imagine how she would have reacted when she saw my results the previous previous sem.. got one “a-” and one “frickin’ f”. (hey! now i know why the “f” word starts with “f”)

she was so amazed at the diverse range of results that can possibly be generated that it wasn’t funny at all.

my kind folks suggested that i stay on in nus longer if need to, to my utter vehement rejection, because while i like nus, i absolutely detest taking engineering modules!!!!

and so yes, i will take my leave from the wretched place as soon as possible, thank you very much my kind folks.

speaking of disgraceful grades, it sometimes appals me how people judge others based on results alone..

sometimes it’s quite saddening to feel that in projects, my opinions are not taken as highly simply because i have lousy cap.

understandable for sure, but does having lousy cap equate to being stupid?

i’m definitely no uber smart aleck, but i also am pretty damn sure that my cap isn’t an accurate reflection of my actual intellectual capacity.

ah well, the workings of the world.

lan lan suck thumb.

anyway, in addition to the academic motherlode of disaster, i was also arrow-ed to be project director of cyberia camp, which i believe warrants another post of its own.

actually, the sole objective of this post is to awaken me from my slumber so i will post again.

blogging is healthy!

it leaves a tangible piece of your life on the web to look back on whenever you’d like to.

limpeh was blogging even before the word “blogging” was coined!

last time limpeh blogged on this thing called “opendiary”.

last time damn stupid, whole day want to be anonymous, don’t let real life people visit.. once real life people know le, then will delete the blog, say goodbye to each of your newfound od friends, like very sad like that.

nowadays, you can’t even stop people from coming even if you wanted to. the world is simply too connected, man.

oh yes, cyberia.

preparation was an uber time-sucker; i’m just glad the thing went well, except for some unhappiness on the first night.

amitabha.

anyways, yes, last sem was quite horrible, and on one fine day nearing exams, i even had to see the doctor and was told that i kena “fatigue”.

amitabha…

on a slightly melancholy note, last sem was hugely different.. hung out with new people, and have been seeing much much less of people whom i’ve seen alot previously.

the attitude towards each other has changed 180 degree too, and i don’t even know why.

is it me, is it the other party, or is it just the circumstances?

it’s kinda sad to have a relationship sour to this state, but i really have no idea what in the world is wrong, so again, amitabha…………………………………

okay!

now that i’ve gotten this off my chest, i shall probably never mention it ever again!

everybody happy jiu hao ba!

amitabha!

a belated happy new year to all the cool folks seeing this!


27
Oct 07

bedtime story.

those stories you hear about mooncakes and chang e and hou yi, are but myths!

let me tell you the real story behind the origin of mooncakes!

once upon a time…

in the faraway land of cblc…

the evil overlord mr beanz…

shot out a poisonous arrow to his minions! those who kena, must make mooncakes for mooncake festival!

alas, good doesn’t always prevail over evil, and we all kena…

with rav4 leading us all, we step forth in tackling the disaster!

first of all, we had to get the ingredients ready. lucky we had boonz. all he had to do was go into the toilet…

and the ingredients are born!

cool balls. but of course, we must not present such an unsightly end-product to the evil overlord, or else we will surely be slain!

so i tried to cast a spell on it.

unfortunately, the ingredient is alive! it becomes pissed off at me for trying to cast a spell on it, so it became very upset.

i felt bad..

so i sayanged it…

still, it refused to budge…

so i had to resort to force.

and it worked! we now have a happy piece of ingredient.

after a long hard day at work, we finally overcame all odds! famished, we decided to go for supper! after katong laksa, we went to eat famous chicken rice..

the chefs took such a long time that we all became very…

sofero started going crazy and creating words on the plates using black soy sauce.

hoi!

unfortunately, we really waited super long for the chicken rice! so sofero choot more power, and created another work of masterpiece.

just too bad that the title was pirated from me and rav4.