East.Side.Back.Street

Recently, we've been busy. SQ,UE,ZB and I. Bout selling notebooks. No Shit. For me personally, this thing has exceeded the sheer meaning of just selling for charity. We have been designing, emailing, waiting for quotations, meeting up for disscusions and planning.

NO SHIT!

The Logo is designed by SQ, v CUTE.v SIMPLE. (sq u know I'm always saying these to spite you and get a bite at you, but I dun mean it in a bad way) In fact I'll put up some of the designs here for you guys to check it out.

P.S. Anyway all these are just the basic designs, if any queries for details or suggestions pls state. tkuVmuch. SQ UE if you guys would help me elaborate on our product to them tks.

Haha I guess its rather difficult for you guys to imagine that we backstreet are actually getting down into business, especially the east side who views us in their coloured prejudiced lenses. ' EH backstreet cannot get anything done la.' or like wad LUM says 'backstreet cannot plan for NUTS.'

Seriously as I'm typing this, though I would wan to justify the group's efforts, I'm beginning to feel skeptical bout the whole thing. I'm pretty sure SQ UE ZB feels the same way.

But really, what if this thing makes it? This is a pretty much the first project that we have actually come up with. I dunno how to say inspirational stuff, and I'm not bothered to say it,but I truely am standing by this project, whether it fails, or whether it makes it, I'm like totally with it.

STAND BY ME, NOBODY KNOWS,THE WAY IT'S GONNA BE! (oasis)

Anyway enough of project Coza. Recently I've been checking out the BLOG everyday, and its quite disheartening to see that not everyone is writing. Why is that so? Maybe you guys are really busy, but it'll be good to see more participation.

Back from my orientation camp, more fun then I expected. One of the more memorable issues was that when I dropped a girl I was piggybacking onto the floor. 'THUMP' Damn paiseh. I tink I've qualms bout piggybacking ppl next time. Tink I would try to lose some weight to be the one on the piggyback next time. Hope to meet up with you guys to talk more cock bout everything.

Recently I've also been looking through the past photos and these are what I found. GONE ARE THE BOTAH DAYS! On Sundays, when I see recruits booking in, my heart really goes out to them la! haha!

Still Rem we took this photo to catch the 'chiobu' at the right end.

Ok la not everyone is botah mainly the JAN enlisted kids ( a.k.a. eastsidespoilmarketeers). Where's Negroe Dude, SaobaXING,Dumbo and Terence? Curse of the clique where no FULL photo of everyone can be taken. Seto looks like a hot fat hippo here Dun u reckon? haha!

P.S. Anyone free to help us publicize our product this SUNDAY at SMU? Help will be very much needed and appreciated. TKS. ( It's SMU vivace day all the freshies will be around, GOT CHIO BU AND HUNKS AH (basically just us)).

This is a Poem written by one of my Faci, Magdelene. I LIKE! Its regarding our project COZA. Anyway our group name is also quite cheesy. Its COZAngel. hahaha!

Zarand, a place so dry and warm, is often hit by sandstorms
The rays are strong, and there's harsh winds too
Still each child is joyful
A class of students so intently studying
But in a room so soft, not sturdy
One day the earth rumbled beneath their feet
Sending all the children to flee
Each child so scared, yearning for comfort
So helpless and unprotected
The place that once had inquiring minds
Was destroyed in no time
Though the earth no longer shakes
The place they have is now in wreak
Give them a second chance to read and write
Be their angel, be their light.

All Rights Reserved

Yesterday i met my og for a movie. The film was not not advertised widely and no one knew what quite it was till only after the show. when we entered the theatre, you could still hear people asking what the movie was about. Very low profile indeed. In my opinion. it was a slow, disturbing and provocative movie about racism in the States. the acts of racism depicted in the show were exaggerated but no doubt racism still lingers around us. It spoke of a 2 white cops, a black detective, a persian household, a black director refusing to accept his skin colour and a maybe south american family whose lives were intertwined, having met one way or another. There was this particular scene that had me agitated.. you see the white cops were on patrol looking for this missing vehicle and they decided to pull over a similar looking vehicle driven by the black director and his wife. they were distinguished looking and soon it became apparent that the white cop was actually racist who wanted to vent his frustration on the blacks. in what that follwed up was the scene that had me irked. while checking the couple for possession of any fire power, the cop molested the lady. her husband was helpless.
RACISM STINKS. In the film, i realised that bad people are not always that bad. It's all about your actions and conduct. One wrong move and you are branded a sinner. No matter how much good you have done, it's still not going to change how people feel about you. you can never right the wrong. So it's important that we constantly check on ourselves. Never do anything that will inflict harm because the damages affect more than just the person. And friends come from all colours and cultures. It's what comes from inside that brings people together. prejudices should be set aside. Let the heart see and not the eyes.
After the movie we headed to ntu to look for the guys. to pay them a visit and to have dinner. they are fine and seemingly lam knows how to take care of himself. the guy's got an aircon man. we sat around talking the usual unimportant stuff and helped xin transport his fridge and stuff back to his room. when we said our goodbyes. what followed up was a 1hr15min arduous journey back home and that marked the end of my day.

ue

East.Side.Back.Street

Yo!!! Seems like some of you all already started with your uni life huh? How's it? Oh ya by the way try to make yourself free the week before 18th Aug ok? So that I can meet up with you all for a simple meal or gathering la.... Ok la I should put it as a farewell gathering instead..haha... Nonetheless, its the last chance I can meet up with you guys before I leave le so give me face ok? die die also must come ah.....

Gathering aside, let me share with you guys what I have being reading so far.... Have being reading alot of management books lately... Namely, "Winning" by Jack Welch, "success Principles" by (can't rember his name, he is the chicken soup for the soul author lor ) , then right now it's "Sun Tze is a sissy" by stanley bing.... Talking about this book, its damn crappy as it is written in a very light hearted manner. Constantly criticising Sun Tze's "Art Of war" and also the eastern managment strategies....No doubt it is funny but on the hindsight, it still carries a serious tone is a way that it tells us the ways to be successful in the society, workplace , relationships..... However, the method or strategies taught deeply saddens me because it made me realise that most successful people in the society are actually using very scheming methods. Moreover, after reading it, it really made me develop a sense of fright for the society.... Is everyone in the society like that? Constantly backstabbing one another to climb up the ladder? Is success such an important thing to the extent of manipulating one another inorder to achieve it? Haha.... Are all these facts of life or mere contents of a book written by a success hungry writer? We are indeed too young to find out but I guess all these will somehow prepare us for the society..... So guys, esp those about to graduate one, dont think that the society is like school/JC, watch out your back or you will regret...:P

Ok la....Guess I have written enough....How are each and everyone of you? Reply through comments leh.... Nonetheless, I really hope that the university life can be a transition for all of us to become what we want to be! Jia you and all the best for the rest of your uni life ok? Cheers!

" You will never find new shores, unless you have the courage to leave your current port....."

" Leave your comfort zone, only then you will learn...."

HulI

Let love be real, in giving and receiving,
without the need to manage and to own;
a haven, free from posing and pretending,
where every weakness may be safely known.
Give me your hand, along the desert pathway,
Give me your love wherever we may go.
Still be my friend, my critic and my lover.
Don't make me change,
don't let me strange,
But let me grow.

Let love be real, not gasping or confining,
the strange embrace that holds yet set us free;
that helps us face the risk of truly living,
and make us brave to be what we might be.
Give me your strength when all my words are weakness;
Give me your love in spite of all you know.
Still be my friend, my critic and my lover.
Don't make me change,
don't let me strange,
But let me grow.

Let love be real, with no manipulation,
no secret wish to harness or control;
let us accept each other's incompleteness,
and share the joy of learning to be whole.
Give me your hope through dreams and disappointments;
Give me your trust when all my failings show.
Still be my friend, my critic and my lover.
Don't make me change,
don't let me strange,
But let me grow.


Love between friends, between our family members and love between our partners.
Be inspired.

Hey, i can't think of a title, so i just decided to write that.

When was the last time your father really laughed? Laughed as in really laugh, not the kind where he's trying to make up a laugh, nor the kind he's trying to entertain you, nor the kind of sarcastic laugh, but the kind where he really laughed, till his eyes becomes a slit, where he cannot catch his breath, when he laughs the way we laugh when we see something realli realli funny: e.g. a Stephen Chow or Jacky Wu show?

Mine was half an hour ago, when my mother showed him a dirty joke in her handphone. The laughter was so contagious that i started laughing too, but not half as bad as my dad. OK, i forgot to ask ,' When was the last time your mother really laughed?' For my family its different, cos my mother is the one who always laughs a lot, and my dad is the more cool cool type. In fact, my father only frequently laughs at the jokes my mother says, or rather the way she says it, the monotonous, not v professional way, but it seems that my father really appreciates it. The joke is not really that funny, if got chance next time i will tell you all.

The other time my father really laughed was quite a long way back, around 2 months ago, where my father and I were at the driving range. My father told me to look at this dude practicing golf. That joker was DAMN funny i tell you, I still have his video clip in my handphone. I just had to take it down man. HE was DAMN funny la! When he's about to hit the ball, he would bend all the way down like he's going to smell his cock or look for something! DAMN FUNNY! In fact when my father told me to look at him, I laughed IMMEDIATELY and DAMN loudly without any inhibition at all, I really couldn't help it man. My father saw me laughing like mad, and he quickly said, " Ay Songjie, bu4 yao4 xiao4 zhe4 yang4 da4 shen1 la!" And then he started to laugh like mad too, and with every swing the man took, both of us would laugh like SIAO, like that was the funniest thing we saw in our lives.

I have to tell you this, that it really feels GOOD to have your father laugh like crazy with you, or when you see him laughing like that. You have that ' Tonight my dad is going to sleep well.' feeling, and you feel really good.

My point is, make them laugh, people around you, as in genuinely laugh. Laughter, to me, has always been the best medicine. I enjoy laughing too, and I'm glad I have a clique of friends who can really make me laugh, in their own UNIQUE and INDIVIDUAL way. My clique ppl are also ppl who can really laugh, and it seems that it is this UNIQUE quality of us that bonds us closer than what it does to others. So lets do it, lets make people around us laugh, LAUGH, and also, enjoy the process and start laughing too!

I regret lending my digi cam to my cousin. He's going to some overseas Navy training and that's going to be for around 2 months. I regret cos I cannot view my photos in my SD card without it, cos recently I had an idea about dedicating a BLOG to MR TERENCE LAM. Haha, ideas man, I tell ya. So lum, be prepared! For my Blog specially for you in months to come!

Recently, I am experiencing several new things in my life due to my school SMU, which is going to start soon. I am beginning to have many new perspectives, maybe like what BLACK said, I'm growing old too. Especially the topic on GIRLS. Girls nowadays, damn fierce, damn aggressive. I dun wan to go on about it, but maybe during talk cock sessions with the clique we might talk more about it. Going to my orientation camp tomorrow, hopefully its going to be fun.

Gotta sign out, thanks for your eye stamina in reading one of my longest blogs.

Ciaoz

SJ

P.S. Eh you all hoh, really no one intellectual enough to tell me the meaning of , " ... that's something i don't pretend to understand." ah, damn no class la you all.

As I was bathing after I came back from camp, my mum received a rather strange phone call from a nurse> she claimed to be from a clinic near esmond’s house and asked us to do her a favor by going to our neighbour living in unit 174 and ask a lady named Irene to call back. She said it was urgent and had tried calling her house and hp but couldn’t get through and coincidentally she knew my number as my mum had visited the clinic only recently…As it was rather a strange request, my dad suggest maybe we should ask them to continue calling her, but my occupational hazard kicks in and thought what IF it was really something big and as we are living in unit 172...It’s only a wall away from us…10 mins later the nurse called us me again as I was preparing to leave and plead with us to help her and sounded desperate…I arrived at my neighbour’s doorstep and saw the lights on so there should be someone in there and started pounding on the door. After 5 mins the maid answered, I asked if Irene is at home and she pointed to the corner of the living room…I stepped up and saw her slumped on the sofa, her hp and medication on the table. She was silent with a look as if her whole world had collapsed around her and seemingly trying to make out with what to do with the days ahead…and she did not even notice my presence…I told her what the nurse said and told her the clinic’s number…she picked up the hp and dialed and I just slipped away back to my house…Back home I just couldn’t stop thinking about it, my heart goes out to her hoping it is something curable…
and wondered how blessed me, my family and my friends are now. As im typing this she maybe just opposite this room thinking what is going to happen… We are lucky that our lives are still not derailed by catastrophic events that are out of our prediction and control and if it really does happen to us, do we have the courage to live on? It is this kind of event that makes me think what the fuck a big deal is with breakup…it hurts badly but it pales in comparison. But anything, im sure our family and especially eastsidebackstreet will always be there to pick up the pieces and provide the courage. We should be happy as we are lucky and we certainly do as our lives are blissful…and god bless always.
Signing off with a quote from Steve Jobs:” If u live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right. “
Cheers!

Dumbo

Just went to send my friend Roy off at the airport today. He's a fellow DSTA scholar going over to France for Masters.....Damn shiok la go to France to pursue his post grad education....The emotions filled final mins made me thought of the exact scene on the 18th of August sia.... The scene whereby I shake the hands of my family and friends ( know what I am hinting? wahahah. If its not obvious, my flight is 18th August 6 am in the morning =P ) will be likened to the scene today man.... Nonetheless, I told myself to control my emotions and be strong as what I have promised you guys man....haha.... I promise I will only cry inside when I am alone...wahaha....

Actually, I had quite a slack day today.... Stayed at home in the morning, chatted online, went for a usual morning run then played my DEVIL MAY CRY 3 man! It rocks! Play until sian liaoZ (coz kept losing) then went online again, never expecting to meet my friend peiying whom has went to Australia 3 days back.... Let me share some contents of our conversation for the benfit of blackie and es. She told me life there is great but things are damn ex there... Housing alone is 900 AUS, then net must pay 100 AUS per mth for a 2 gig usage...siao right? So blackie and esmond, I think 3 of us must really learn how to save money overseas man... The standard of living is going to be much higher over there..... She also said that it is damn cold there right now (ard 8-11) so I guess its going to be much worse for UK and US. In terms of winter wear, we must have the adequate amount.....Thats about all la (at least for the important stuff).

After that was dinner with aiwei's parents, which we ate alot of crab dishes. Altogether quite ex sia, ard 90 bucks for 4 of us at a kopitiam lor.... Then after the dinner, i went to the airport to send roy off.... thats abt it for my day lor....kinda affected by the sending off part...haha.... u guys leh? kinda quiet leh nowadays...come on leh...post more....more enthu mah....:P

I have never supported the idea of blogging, though I enjoyed reading other people's blog, but well, since it is set up by the wonderful SQ, i thought I should just support it.
Anyway, these days my life have been very busy yet fufilling indeed, whirling around school and tuition and in between trying to squeeze time training for the short Triathlon. And i think all these have started to get a toll on my body, falling sick again. So for those out there who think that blackie is neglecting them and not spending time with them, well I just seek for your understanding. If I am studying in Singapore, I wouldn't have work at all now, probably enjoying myself like some of u guys here. But the thought of my parents working so damn hard everyday just to save up a little bit more for me for my studies, I just can't bring myself to stop working. $2000 makes a difference, $200 makes a difference too...so guys, i just got to work man.
By the way, I am not here to air my grievances or to explain myself. Recently teaching has reached a new level for me, more emotionally attached to the students and I felt that I should be more responsible towards their studies, explaining all the over time after school. Suddenly it just dawned on me that we are all old already, all in our twenties. The people whom I have lunch with are all in their thirties, fourties and fifties. What the heck. Topics that I conversed with them about are what we read or hear from the newspaper and news. Life has changed drastically around us. Though it is still the usual meeting up every weekend, but i guess things are abit different now. The topics that we shared about now are different from the past, the places that we go are also more 'happening" now, haha and the best of the lot is that we are driving where ever we go now. It does not imply that that we are better transported around now, just simply signifies that we have grown OLD. New responisibilites at home and outside, financially u have gotta look after yourself; new perspective towards life, towards what you see in your friends and towards a boy girl relationship. Maturity and responsibilites have slowly creeped up on us. I don't know, but I am sure u guys will feel the same way as me in one way or another.
Recently a small hiccup happened in my family, and i got so damn bloody worried. I think if it is a few years back I wouldn't even know about it, yet alone be bothered about it. Many times i feel vexed and frustated about certain things and wanna just explode, I would if it was a few years back. I guessed all of us have matured tremendously over the last few years, credit to everyone man.
We are all gonna embark on another new chapter of our lives soon, and i really wished all of you well. Don't waste any more time man dudes, few years later you are not going to be like 18 or 20yrs old. Few years later you guys are gonna be in your mid-twenties, at the age where you choose your careers man. Aiya, anyway I know you guys will not waste your time anyway, just a friendly reminder. Blackie is always busy, but he cares too. And don't always think he spend watever time he has with Ivy, cos he did not.
That's all for now man folks.

East.Side.Back.Street

Time flies.... From the army days when I was telling myself "aiya, still got 1 year to go... dont care la!"..... to the UOB days " 6 months still very long.."...Next up is DSTA orientation " Must Cherish this 2 months..." to this date " less than 1 month liaoZ.... I am scared, I am feeling anxious...will I be able to cope there? Will I lose contacts with my friends? What will happen to me and aiwei? " Thousands and thousands of anxiety fills up my mind daily creating scenes of depression and also tension in my relationship..... God or any kind souls... please tell me what should I do to curb all these feelings? No doubt I am happy for myself for being able to further my studies in the states. Most importantly, put down the "past" and start everything afresh....
The "past" has always being a terrifying experience for me and I will never allow it to happen again... The hunger for success has cost me too much and I promise myself that I will not let it reenact again...Guys, just wanna let you know that ALL of you will always be the best pals that I have.... Although we have gone through rough patches and nowadays I haven't being turning up for alot of events, but no other friends can ever replace you all in my heart.... The bad experiences is the past shall never be taken as grudges in my life but shall be administered into my mind as invaluable lessons in life.... All the fun and laughter that we had shall be taken as the blessings of the Supreme Being up there and also as a form of energy for me to maintain all the friendships..... For the friendships that my actions or decisions have dealt a blow on, I really hope that I can have a chance of turning over a new leaf. The Liren that I am today is no longer the one that you guys picture 3-4 years back...... In my heart, I really really want to have the friendship back but the immense shame whenever I face those people resulted in the inability to express myself.... To the friends that have never gave up hope on me, I thank you with all my heartfelt sincerity.... To all of you, I will have to request for your understanding for not turning up on certain occasions or even turning down anyone of you all as I really have alot of external commitments....All I can promise is that, I will definitely turn up when I have the time ok?
The "future" is something that I hope can be a wonderful experience, both in the near future as well as the distant one.... Spare me a few more mins of your attention ok? ( I know this entry very long but alot of heartfelt thoughts so bear with me for a while more ok?) The near future that I envisioned is going to be constant communication bet all of us esp when I am in US. Most importantly, I hope I can meet up whenever I am back! The distant future shall be even more beautiful! All of us taking our kids to chalets/ gatherings, drinking beer, talking cock or complaining about our work stress..... So much of a talking.... Lets make words turn into action and I believe all of us can live our dreams ( each and everyone of you! ). Forget your results, 1 A, 2 As or results that are not that satisfactory, each and everyone of us has the potential to get what we want in life... We can make it happen ( Our friendship) and you can make it happen yourself ( your dreams, live it! )!!!! Lets take this step together!--- HuLi

Hey all,
Im at work now, just waiting for my boss to arrive. Since I'm free, thought I'll just drop a message and rant for a while. I'm getting very much proficient with typing . For those who are considering getting a job in a financial firm, be very prepared for the endless hours staring at the computer and sieving through streams of digits that average people would not make much sense of. Oh yes, not forgetting tonnes of paperwork! I am unsure of the pay-off but on the basis that they can afford a personal assistant, I presume it is a reasonable amount.
The people here are mostly graduates, ranging from different spheres of educational backgrounds. You will be very surprised. Engineers, Accountants, Chemical Engineers, Architects, Business Students, Life Sciences students etc. I do wonder if this is where they feel they belong or is the lucrative renumeration the chiding factor. Well, then again, Man needs to eat too right?
Yesterday I met Jeremiah in the morning for breakfast and in his car he played this MiniDisc which dated back to college times. That MiniDisc contained my favourite songs which he burnt from my CD 3years ago. Those songs brought back so many memories. Unimaginable, the memories just keep flooding in. I was awakened by how much my perspective on life has changed ever since. Do you guys feel this way? Briefly, the songs I listened too were 'C'est La Vie' by Be*itched, 'When will I see you again', Rod Stewarts' 'I don't wanna talk about it'. These songs were part of my daily dozage of songs I needed to get through the day when the studying got tough.
Back then, I was an idealistic person who believed that people don't change, that they usually remain the same person they were. I used to believe in that till it happened to both me and the close friends around me. Sometimes we don't want to change ( for the good or bad), but circumstances force you too or unconciously mould you to be the person you MUST be. The thoughts, dreams and worries of Esmond 2002 is a far cry from the Esmond 2005. It is a mere 2+ years which felt like a good 5-6 years. Certain prominent events have happened in quick succesion these two years, too fast that I never had the time to stop and think of the change in myself. Weddings a few, funerals a couple. The older you get the harsher life is to you. I have been blessed, very much so with a harmonious though quarellsome family, extremely supportive friends whom I believe is one of God's greatest gift to me, last but not least good health. Certain people I wished very much I could have them with me as i embark on this journey of life, to learn and to grow together but fate has it that it was not possible. Ignoring the big part it has played in shaping me to be the person I am today, I regret very much that my destiny with that person ended abruptly. Those words, those laughters, those wonderful promises have been taken away from me by the wind and time. I knew there would come this day where all these would fade away from my memory and they would all become unimportant. * did not believe in me, or maybe it wasn't important to *. This is the day I dread. Thy words that which spoken and thy words that hath done cannot be erased no matter how much I want them too. In this life this is only so much I would know * and the footprint I left in * life is merely this deep.Sadly.
Then again, I am constantly reminded of the need to cherish the people I have around me. Humans are humans, sometimes we take people closest to us for granted. I thank God for whatever events he let happen so our friendship turns out to be the way it is. It cannot be taken for granted and hard work, tolerance and unnerving patience is required to bring this friendship to another level. Thank you all, my friends who have helped me through the toughest times and being the most unhappening but supportive friends ill ever find. I could not have been the person I am without you.

Kinda got the feeling that i am again one of the last (probably the last person)... to find out of this blog.. Sighz...

Whatever.. Great idea by SQ, good way to update each other of our life for the next 4 yrs and maybe longer..

Eh, any objections from u guys that we incoporate Dumbo's idea into our blog? Can call it www.backside.blogspot.com mah... Interesting..

Anyway, going to sleep soon.. Tmrw got Orientation camp.. Wish me luck (u guys know what i mean, we can intro ard..)

PS : To either Youyi or Song : Dun make me sound so despo for the gal.. Nabei.. U guys also are.. Except that i'm more honest abt it =)



Terence Sim (N.K.A (not known as) Ah Kow (anymore))

So todae was our trip to Sentosa. Took a long time to get to harbourfront when the NAVIGATOR, Esmond, suddenly lost his sense of direction. Upon reaching there, the hawker centre was on renovation, so we had to head to harbourfront to have our lunch. The renovated harbourfront looked great, nice place to CHILL i guess.

While we were crossing the bridge to the other side, it suddenly started to rain. So UE the man decided to get to his BENZ to fetch us. Not unexpectedly, that cockhead forgot where he parked his car, and i saw him running around in the carpark in the rain to look for his car, DAMN funny i tell ya.

Upon entering sentosa, it was raining cats and dogs, and we managed to get a carpark at the costa sands resort area. And by then the sky took pity on us and it drizzled instead. The beach was crowded, people din seem to mind the rain. Not to mention a bunch of muscle dudes playing basketball. One bunch of hunks without any gers. The only thing they were lacking was a poster saying "We are a bunch of fagotty GAYS!" Come on, what fun is a bunch of hunks doing at Sentosa with no girls? So bloody obvious. Oh btw the clique is an exception if you were wondering since we are always intentionally going out on Bachelors' Outings. The weather was actually good, wasn't too hot, and it drizzled from time to time. We din finish the 6 bottles of water but yet still manage to maintain quite hydrated.

and then they stripped....


and weiqin's nipples got Pinched...

and not long later, a Negroe Dude was discovered flirting with a Filipino Babe but was promptly reported to the police.



At sentosa, we played volleyball with 4 bikini babes, not exactly babes, correction, 4 bikini ladies. We had fun. 1st time we actually played with outsiders at Sentosa. The gers were friendly and sporty but too bad we din take any photos with dem, or else u all may spot UE's prospective wife in there since they are quite BA CAI. And i accidentally served a ball and it hit one of the BA CAI's head, head on, DAMN paiseh. Weiqin was the Weak Link, always missing the ball. But actually all of us are not bad, so maybe we can consider taking part in the volleyball compeitition soon.

Oh ya did u guys know that F4 actually went to Sentosa? We managed to catch a photo of dem. U guys damn lucky, some eye candy for u all la.

and then, the Negroe Dude managed to escape from the police and joined us..

When we were about to leave, the clouds approached us looked super threatening. Just imagine those scenes in Perfect Storm or Twister, and you'll get the picture. Departure from Sentosa was marked by a super BIG rain, and everyone got drenched.

So next we proceeded to Fish & Co. at Borders. V nice. But i thought i saw a tear in Es's eyes when we entered that building. Anyway there were a lot of simple hardworking waitresses chicks down there, so Es quickly returned back to his cranky old self.

the hunk and babe took a photo too..

So did Mo Gui San Ren Zhu.. Weiqin look damn fierce la!



We had a great meal there. I overstuffed myself with prawns from Ceci and Ivy's share. At the end of the day, we went to Brown Box at Serangoon Gardens. Surprisingly Blackie was there first. There we saw 2 chiobu. In fact 1 of dem looked like Eugenia, a MUCH slimmer version though. We saw a Stacy lookalike too, and i thought i saw a tear drop in WQ's eyes too. Royston and Sabrina popped by too, and UE was super excited.

And that marked the end of the day, with 7 tired individuals waiting to get home and rest. Though some disappointments did happen, as someone din turn up, but the day was good!

eh anyone knows wads the meaning if someone says," ... that's something i don't pretend to understand."

Eastsidebackstreet's first defeat in our jersey.. Donning the maris colours of white and blue, we were slapped in the cheeks by 2 goals to nil. However, here's a little consolation we can draw from it. Firstly, we did not play too badly. the goals conceded were nothing near spectacular. they were mistakes which they fully capitalised on. secondly, the second half saw a better performance, which also saw the dramatic sending off of the yu brothers. now this is where the highlight of the game is. haha. a beautiful misunderstanding that exposed the true spirit of brotherhood. esmond thought alvin was pushed by an opponent and alvin thought the same of esmond. in retaliation, the brute strong alvin threw a few punches. this earned the duo two red cards. esmond's first ever card. i'm not that sure bout alvin though. a lendind hand in need. as i was typing this post, dumbo msged me. this is what it said' Hey nt time eastsidebackstreet combine, our new name will be called backside.' give it some thought yoh sq. hahaha. k back to what i was saying, the game ended the way i did not want it to. a defeat. don't be misteken, i'm not that much of a sore loser. i just felt that if you wanted to play, you should win. then it dawned on me that actually playing is not only for winning. it's bout the participation and how much you enjoyed the game. and the company you had. i enjoyed and though we lost, it was a good game.
it was smu after that. a briefing concerning community service. not just a briefing, but also an icebreaking session with our prospective teammates. the ideology grown into us from mshs shied us away from being interactive. so it was decided, another team of four marists.. then there we saw this babe, which we did not get to know her name. as usual. and so kow seemed quite serious bout getting to know her. so anyone with suggestions, help kow. haha.

After much trouble and planning, the match scheduled will be taking place as planned tomorrow.

Venue : TJC soccer field
Time : 9 - 11 a.m.
Telecast : Live on Channel 666
Seatings : Free seating, supporters may be
seated as early as 7 a.m.


Only this time, a few individuals, namely SZ and Jeremy, will be participating as well. Expect a game of high intensity and drama to explode.
Rumours have it that there may be past feuds between the players of both teams. Bone crunching tackling, metal studded boots and foul play are expected to occur by the officials. As such, a referee will be deployed throughout the game to ensure fair play. However, one might not be as optimistic and innocent to think that that is going to happen, especially during the last few dying minutes of the game.

Interested Pls call AliBaba at 9996669996.

P.S. eh just joking lah, haha, all of us are friendly individuals. Eastsidebackstreet, have a great game tom!

man i woke up on a wrong note. it all started with dumbo's msg about stevie g's imminent departure from anfield that took me out of bed. speaking about loyalty these days.. since it was so early in the morning with nothing to do, i decided to drop by our clique blog. unike most people who are working or schooling, i'm just bumming around till school starts. as such there really is'nt much highlight in the past week. probably with the exception of my first tuition and first marathon with part of the clique( i would choose to name those not on about it rather than those who ran. those who did not run are- sq as usual, lam, dumbo but he's on duty.) if you would consider 10km as one. the run took a toll on me. not so much of the run itself but the waiting. waiting for the run to begin and waiting for the heroic esmond to receive his award( by the way, esmond came in 9th. the rest of us were unnumbered), which incidentally became the longest wait. what i could not understand was there seemed to be an award for everyone who participated. voluntary, corporate, competitive..the run was not spared our usual thrashy, dirt kicking slapstick humour. from reminding X(to protect his identity. by the way he's the only diver in the clique) not to poo in his XX to song sprinting forward each time xin called from behind when they were supposed to be running together. this run happens to be our first competitive together and probably the last in quite awhile. since blackie and esmond will be leaving our sunny shores to further and broaden their sights in a land famed for producing beckham and maybe.. hesky? so with this i'll pen pff here. WAIT! i just realised the eastside has not registered anything. proving to be the dominant force on the pitch just is'nt enough. looks like we are the literary force too. haha. and so thrash talks start all over again with an undying dispute on the D.

Hi everyone, today was Milk Run Day! An event organised to raise funds for the disabled youth. Many thanks to the organisers, they did a great job. Although it was not as professional as, say, the Standard Chatered Marathon, I was very glad to see that they made do with as low a budget as possible. Eg, Water instead of 100plus, no cordoned off roads and bananas in place of expensive replacement fluids etc. This means that the kids would get the biggest share of the funds, which in fact is the main purpose for this run.
The past few days have been hectic and I had minimal sleep. Besides, I had an important soccer match the day before which means I went into the run with tired thighs and an ailing calf. I was yawning half the time whilst waiting for flag off. Both Nelson and I were thinking, how should we approach this 10km run in this quite bad shape we were in? We decided we were gonna push forward in the early laps, maintain and finish off with all that we've got. Well, the plan did not work as well as we wanted it too cause I guess we were simply too tired. I pushed forward in the early laps, had a good lead but found myself not quite the same person I thought I was! When I reached the halfway point, I felt my engine was failing me and I could not push myself any further. Seriously, I have never had this feeling of burning out quite as badly as today. A couple of things raced through my mind while strking a deal with my weak engines. Decision-making time. Do I push harder now and compromise on the last 2Km or should I try to maintain a reasonable speed till the finish line? Meanwhile, No. 5 runner is breathing down my neck, waiting for me to slip up any moment. I made the decision then, I must slow down and wait for the chance to overtake later, or the last 2Km would be very tough. From the 4th position I slipped to the 9th position.
Yu yee asked me how do I define 'GIVING YOUR BEST'? I told him : The moment you cross the finish line, if you feel like you can still run further, you most probably have not given your hundred percent. While I pushed myself throughout the race, I can not say every foot planted was the best foot forward. I can not say every step was the hundred percent Esmond. But does that equate not giving my best? I say no, it is the best with what I have then. Determination is one thing, preparation for the race is another. Determination takes you this far but preparation is likewise very important. I must then agree I have not prepared as well as the other runners ahead of me. Sport builds character, at least to me it does. It pushes you beyond your comforts and exhorts you to make uncomfortable yet neccessary decisions. You either push harder with gut spirit or you allow immediate gratifications tempt you to give up.
This should be my last race before I leave for the UK. Thank you Song, Weixin, Black and Yuyee for joining this race with me. I was not spared from the usual laughters once again. Weixin when he told me of all Song's cheap moves! Song, pls take note of your surroundings even though you are really tired, you might just bump into *ahem ahem*. Thanks for waiting so long for the prize presentation. That's all for now. It's back to work tmr!


Esmond

Why hasn't anyone started writing anything yet? Btw, sq, the layout is quite sucky. So pls take some effort and improve on it, as least make it as nice as ur own blog, if not better. If i weren't a computer idiot maybe i would have try to do it myself, but for now i will leave this task for you haha.

Anyway, this blog is specially set up for our frens who will be leaving us very soon, some time in aug-sept, for studies i mean. They are Assmond, Blackie and HuLiren, and we will be missing them. SQ, surprisingly, came up with this ingenious plan of setting up the blog, so that all of us are able to update one another about our daily lives.

SQ and UE, sorry but i cant load up the topics and formulas for our SMU statistics waiver test. To update you all, the topics stated are super alien to me, and the formulas are so complicated they look more like drawings. Maybe for u UE it is easier since u have taken F math b4, but for SQ, hahaha, i tink u have just donated 25 bucks to them.

I have 3 books to recommend. 3 very nice books which i think i was realli lucky to get dem. I dun realli know if they are all nice, i've only 3/4 way through 1, which is nice. The other 2 were on the "best seller" or something like that shelve in the library, so i presumed dem to be good too. 'Man and Wife' by tony parsons, 'To kill a mockingbird' by harper lee, and 'the curious incident of the dog in the night-time' by mark haddon.

This is a rather long entry for my first blog. Adios.

SJ

To whom it may concern,

I'm going to inaugurate this blog with my opening address, which basically is about bringing forward the idea of a blog to you; fusty and technologically-impaired young adults.

First I would answer the most pressing question: Why a blog?

Blogging is essentially a publishing tool. A phenomenon that, for the first time, truly empowered any individual on the planet to reach out to a global audience, a power that was previously restricted only to the mass media.

Ok, I know you guys are not interested in all that philosophical bullshit, so I'm going say it as it is. A blog is quite possibly the most convenient form of contact that we can maintain on a regular basis, in view of the flight of Blackie and Es for further studies. So like it or not, clique "democracy" declares this blog its officially sponsored communique tool.

How do I use this blog?

Now that I've answered the why, I'm ready to cut into the how. The login id and password will be sent to you shortly. To log in, in very layman steps:
-> Enter the URL www.blogger.com in your web browser.
-> Enter the user id and password in the appropriately named boxes.
-> Click on "create".
-> Type in the title or the subject of your blog.
-> The main box would obviously be the content that you will post.
-> Scroll to the bottom and click on the Orange button that says Publish Post.
-> Finished.

For those who don't understand the little symbols just above the main window, don't trouble yourself with it. You'll hardly need to use them, if ever at all. If you really want to play around with them, just hover your mouse over the symbols and a short quip will explain its function.

There's one I'd like to bring to your attention though. It's the add image icon, something which will spice up the post and is a preferred choice for providing visual update on the clique's ongoings. It's the icon on the extreme right, wedged between the "ABC" and the "Eraser" icon.

Now to clear the remaining doubts you might have, here's a FAQ that I compiled.


1) Why are we using blogging instead of more conventional forms of communication instead?

Because you are too lazy to write a letter and correspondence would take weeks. You are also too cheap to call abroad. Blogging resolves both issues.

2) I'm not used to this blogging thing...

Well too bad. This is how things are going to be for the next 4 years or so at least.

3) SQ you are full of shit.

Yes I am. Still, we shouldn't undermine the effectiveness and utility of this blog based on personal perception and bias of me as a person. Let's be objective. For once.