That thing on your wrist kills you silently

It was a case of the power of the wrist working hand in hand with the power of the mind to defeat Time today. Two does not necessary mean more powerful than one. Looking at the clock placed high up at the ceiling, it was 8:55. How could this be? I was only at the 3rd factor when i am supposedly doing the relative importance. Is the clock cheating me or am I just too slow. I peservered and pressed one. It saw my wrist doing the impossible, writting words at an average rate of 5.27 words/s( 3 sig ) with my handwritting almost looking like da vinci's, only that mine make more sense and could cause in a gain of more red ink ticks. In the end, Time was too good for me.Too good.It was one of those defeat that i accept with pride. However, the next occasion i face the Time, i'll promise that i will defeat it. Bring it on.


So the question here is, who is Time? Time is the precious thing that you are wasting without realizing it while reading my entry. Fight against time, hit the textbook. Dont let it defeat you too. The principle of a perfectionist says that Time is neither wasted in hours nor in minutes but in seconds. BEWARE.

i have not complete the never ending SWEATSHOP.

INCOMPLETE

art art art art. you either hate it or lothe it. yep. I always have the time of my life whenever i step inside the art room. THAT WAS A YEAR AGO. however, today, 1 year later, steping into that L shaped classroom would be one that i seldom look forward to. art is time consuming. well, not really. its super time consuming. haha. anyway, the dead line for the completion for the 'course work is like on the 1st week of october' and the prelims today. BUT I have yet to complete it. haha. The face havent even been drawn. pathethic i know. thats zaki for you.

The "message" behind a work of art is really left up to the interpretation and appreciation of each individual who sees/hears/reads it.A work of art can be like a walk down a wooded path. For each person who walks that path, the experience will be different. For some it is relaxing and enjoyable. For others it is physically strenuous and challenging. For still others, it can even be creepy and unpleasant. Likewise, a work of art is interpreted in a thousand different ways by a thousand different people. yep. since its 25 august, let me share with you the message behind the canvas that you just seen.

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The above piece that you have seen is my final master piece that i have came out with after going through a number of process and ideas. Well, first and foremost, i used mainly warm colours such as red, yellow, orange and the different tones of those couloyrs. I want to sow my anger and displeasure towards the 'child prostitution. To me, red and the shades of it represent anger, rage and hatred. In this painting, i have been inspired by the movement of cubism especially by Braques and Picasson work's. Besides being inspired by the artists, i also use cubism to show the 'censorship' effects. Since child prostituition involves children whom are still juvenile, cubism is used to disfigured the victim( the prominent girl fingure) so that her identity is protected. Besides that, I want to show that just like the dismented planes in the background , the dreams of the victim is shattred. If you take a look at the canvas at a distance, you will the realized that the girl-figure seems very crammed and have little space to move. This is to sho that the victims does not have freedom as they are control by the brothel. At the heart of the figure, there is a teenage girl's face poping out ans showing her emotions of displeasure in a surreal manner. The face is actually mine when i potrayed myself as a victime. I am trying to voice out my disliking to the 'child prostitution business' . But can anyonme hear me?

Children are not sex objects, they are the future of mankind.

Just when we feel like we're being treated like 'Pochenehs', all we need is a Hafiz

IM A BURGER KING. AND YOU CAN BE THE QUEEN.

the day wasnt good considering that the art room was locked the whole afternoon which means no touching up of canvas. well, now we know why " It just taste better" for burger king burgers. haha. anyway, i love their whopper. the onions inside is like totally wow. when the onions meet the beef it just taste better. haha. when it meets the mosquito? yumm.

anway, had a haircut at dexter's place. i found out that the scissors that they use is around 200-600$. serious. i asked him why and he told me its due to the ball bearing and quality of the scissors. furthermore, this scissors can go re-service. which means oiling the ball bearing and sharpening the scissors. cool eh? as he was cutting my hair, we had this talk about singapore idol! haha. he told me on how he likes hady and johnathan. hahahah. and also how unlucky mathilda was. ahh . i think yesterday result show was stupid. !!#@$!#@%$#@%. not that i like mathilda butt . haha. anyway, i had a crew cut! hahaahhahaah. maybe a little bit longer than crew cut cause he insist that crew cut is ugly.

english oral was a couple of days back and let just hope it goes well. Allright. lets get back where we had started. later. do study smart.

A birthday gallery for FIFA FAT.

HAPPY birthday to the fatt onee, fifa. haha. okay la. since its her birthday, we shall say, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE SKINNY ONE, FIFA. haha. sounds fake. anyway, i think she got pretty much of a memorable sixteen birthday. haha. not forgetting the boobs mug, the 'horrible sungger cd', the boxers, diaries, photo and candle gallery and all. yes.

all in all, the surprise didnt work well but it was nice. yes. birthdays are nice. they are like oh-so-happy-days for whover who is celebrating that special day. sounds stupid,

anyway, i like the photo gallery that we did for fifa. right jy? yestersday was indeed a happy day. the mother tongue o result was out. it feels good to get what you want and sucks if you never get what u always wanted. the dinner was good. good food + good company = good time. we ate BEEF all the way. maybe I ate it all the way. SO, lets all hope zaki could grOOOOOOOOOOOOW.

IM 165 54 BUT I WANNA BE 169 65 AT THE END OF THE YEAR. help me grow people. buy me MILK and beef. i love them.

TC.

THE GOODBYE- a good read

CLT CHEE YONG SPEECH

POP Speech for Outgoing Specs
Outgoing Specialistsi.e. Current Part Ds and Part D1s of 2006

Good afternoon to everyone present. It has reached the time of the year again when I’m going to see the departure of yet another batch of specialists. It leaves me with great pleasure being the CLT of Bowen NCC. And I’m very sure that being your platoon CLT is one of my most memorable moments in life. Yes, I am very proud of you guys.

I have seen the progress of everyone here back from the days when you all were in Part A. And if you guys remember hard enough, I have told you all before: “I was once a bloody recruit, and now I’m a fcuking CLT”. Yes, to bring you all back to reality, you guys are going to end your service in NCC in your secondary school life in a matter of an hour’s time.

I’m truly impressed back in the time when you guys were in Part Cs. The indescribable bonding and unity that you guys possessed after Specialist Course often leave me in awe. Even till now, somehow, the bonding hasn’t faded off totally. In recollection, I won’t forget the many dinners we had after trainings, the numerous meals we shared after HQ camps, the endless gossiping sessions, and the everlasting laughter. And of course, the chatters, the photos, the scoldings, the games, and the great fond memories. Somehow or another, before you all actually realize it, you guys have traveled miles and went through a long journey all the way to this special day. Well done.

I have seen the transition of NCC from a military organization to a student development CCA per say. Of course, I cannot deny the fact that NCC has became soft over the years. I was struggling with the change during Shafiq’s batch when they were in Part C, refusing to blend in with the new 21st NCC Master plan. But it is only after Shafiq’s batch, which is your batch, that I see another perspective of the NCC. Through each and every one of you all, it finally dawned on me that NCC has re-defined leadership.

Leadership to me in the past is leadership through fear. Eventually, from the unique individuals of Part C 2005, I have learnt a new spectrum of leadership which never occurred to me before. One of which is that I understood how one got to be an autocratic leader, and a servant leader at the same time. I also realize that there are so much deeper meanings of being a CLT, and so much difference a CLT has got to make. Life as a Bowen CLT wouldn’t be different for me if it hadn’t been the existence of you guys.

A leader is someone who leads by example, with actions not just words.
A leader is someone who can truly lead people to their destiny, not to have followers following just for the sake of doing so, for then what's the point of having that authority.
A leader is someone who can connect and communicate well with people, not someone who appears so hard-hearted and cold, not showing fake concerns and love.
A leader is someone who is not prideful and self-centered, but one who is humble and have a serving heart. That's true leadership

You guys made history – 7 awards from Specialist Course, 2 awards from Senior Spec Course, and 1 garang guy who dared to shoot a S/CLT in HQ down with the words “gold unit is just a matter of time, just you wait”. And I’m very sure your batch is the first batch I have taken without many internal conflicts. I wonder how many more years will it come for this history to repeat itself again, and I seriously hope that Bowen NCC will not become a fallen legacy in the distant future.

I’m sure when you look back in time, you would realize that Bowen NCC has already become a part of you, because you guys have sweat it out for the past 4 years. Bowen NCC wasn’t just a CCA to me; it’s definitely more than that. Inevitably, I cannot deny the fact that Bowen NCC has shaped me to who I am today. Not anyone, or anybody, it’s just Bowen NCC. And somehow or another, I’m sure it has changed the lives of some of you guys here. You guys came in as individuals, today; you guys will leave the service as brothers, and as comrades.

Before I end this message, I want to thank you guys again for spontaneously helping the unit despite your busy schedules at times. If you guys remember, before you all took over, I said something about “all the little things you going to do for the next one year will form a big picture”, and I’m proud again to announce that all of you here have painted a wonderful and beautiful picture, making a huge and significant impact on the cadets.

I was never good at saying good bye. But when one has got to go, you have really got to go. As both you and me leave the service this evening, I would like to thank you all once again for the services rendered in the past one year, and for the wonderful and fond memories induced which will be carved deeply in my heart. The many sessions we spent together will never be forgotten. In my ending words, I would like to wish all of you guys the very best in your life, and best of luck for the upcoming examinations. As cliché as it may sound, always remember, “tough days don ‘t last, only tough man does”


Yours Sincerely,


S/CLT Tan Chee Yong
Service from 03/01/00 – 21/07/06

thanks.