Tumblr Account!

I will be honest dear readers, the speed at which Blogger uploads my photos is just TOO BLOODY SLOW.

Thus I've created a Tumblr account in hope that that will serve my purpose a little better.

zyanglow.tumblr.com

Zyang.

Friendly Reminder.

Thanks for the reminder on why things ended the way they did.]

And why did I expect any different, even after it all?

Don't Disappear.

Felt great spending time with an old, great, great friend today. =)

I wish we could do this more often.

Zyang.

The Meltdown!

Yes, the nerd had a massive breakdown last night at around 10pm or so. The nerd put down his books, heaved a huge sigh of frustration and disbelief that he had only finished revising like 30% of his Chemistry, just 10 hours before his paper was due to begin. With his head pounding and his heart weighing heavy in his chest, the nerd stared blankly at his newly-cleaned wall of knowledge, which was now, somehow quite discouragingly empty. By discouraging I mean somehow mirroring the state of his brain - empty.

One could not imagine the agony and distraught the nerd was going through, as it was not Chemistry that was on his mind, but many other things that really could been pondered about at a more suitable time, maybe in the near future, namely AFTER SPM.

But yet, contrary my advice to many a disturbed friend, I DIDN'T slap myself and force myself to study, as I was already quite behind time.

Thus, the nerd did the most rational thing in the world.

And no, it did not involve kicking into high gear and studying at 3 pages per minute.

The nerd took a long walk around Seputeh in the dark of night!

Yes, I sound like an old man, who likes to roam the streets at night with the street lamps being the sole source of light. Yet, I found that that slow stroll had a somewhat calming effect on me. The sounds of crickets and muffled laughter echoing from random houses gave me a sense of peace and drove the anxiety away.

Therapeutic, I would describe it as. Kinda like a nice, long, hot shower.

Thanks to the butt who listened to my ranting throughout my walk. And to PTC and Sam who unintentionally added to my stress by making me feel stupid and inadequately prepared for Chem.

Bring on Biology!

Zyang.

Almost There!

Hello dear readers!

As most of you should know, us Form Fivers are currently in the midst of our SPM exams. So here's a fairly short update, to compensate my extreme negligence of this almost-dead blog.

1. I want to change my URL. Thinking of doing it soon.

2. I want a DSLR. Now.

3. My computer is hereby STUPID. It keeps switching off by itself without warning nor reason!

4. SPM WILL BE OVER SOON. I CAN TASTE MY FREEDOM.

5. Not going to prom is going to suck balls.

6. Not going to the party is going to suck balls.

7. Therefore, freedom after SPM may suck balls as well, unless the other stuff which I can attend, don't suck balls.

8. I like the phrase "suck balls". Very crude and suggestive!

Now here's a quick insight into my weirded studying habits, which I'm sure I share with many a stressed out Wesleyan.

1. An average of 2 hours of sleep a day.

2. Large amounts of caffiene via many mediums, ie. coffee, coke, tea...

3. Too much time wasted on social networking sites, ie. Facebook, and THIS BLOG.

4. Lots of ice-cream and chocolate. The man loves his Tim-Tams!

5. Exercise = Non-existent.

6. Nerd jokes = Increasingly existent.

7. Loss of appetite. (This may or may not be caused by the increased intake of ice cream and chocolate)

8. I WRITE SHIT ON MY CUPBOARD.

As you can see, Stan decided to conteng on my beloved wall.

See you soon, readers!

Zyang.

This One's For Us.

Hope you like it!

Interact.

Geez, I really have to find more appropriate times to be emo.

I'm also rather hungry at the moment.

Well here's the fourth open letter, this being addressed to the Interact Club of the fiscal year 2009/2010.

Truth be told, I didn't really have an overpowering urge to join Interact when I was in Form 3. I saw it as a rite of passage, something every Form 4 student should go through to supposedly "make high school life worthwhile and fun". Bluntly put, I was kinda forced into signing up. Not by my friends and peers, but by my own self-perceived image of the Zhi-Yang who was to be the following year. And I saw myself being in a club. I was actually deciding between joining Interact and Leo, and eventually chose the former, for a multitude of reasons, all of which I shan't mention here, for fear of being flamed!

Anyway, I'll never forget the very first meeting of our service as Interactors. Catherine, the President gave one HELL of a scolding, telling us to leave there and then should we not be willing to sacrifice time, money, sleep and energy for the Club and its many activities. Frankly, I was quite taken aback, until I was told that that lecture was something that was done at every first meeting, to weed out the unwilling and uncommitted. And well, I wasn't about to be categorized as a person of any of those two attributes! So my pride made me stay.

I had NO idea what I had gotten myself into.

It didn't help that I hadn't paid any attention to any of the events held by the Interact Club in previous years, nor did it help that I had NO CLUE as to what the functions of the Club were. But I learnt soon enough. We were soon bombarded with projects both in school and out.

It was a great experience working with others to organize projects and events. I remember my first role in an Interact event was as an organizer for ONE game during our Fellowship event. And I guess that's where it all started.

Being June's assistant (or rather more affectionately known as the ASS) for the Kids' Carnival was a REAL eye-opener. That was when I really realized how much work organizing an event involved, as well as all the details and formalities and procedures and what not that entailed. June just came across as a very cool-headed person who knew all that had to be done and seemed to be in control of the whole thing, so I didn't really do shit =) SORRY JUNE!

When our batch took over the reins, I was fortunate enough to be working with an EXTREMELY able and endearing Board of Directors, and of course Mdm Hayati and Ms Teng. Our board just immediately clicked, though we weren't very close before. Magic happened! I don't know. In my mind, we all felt like we'd known each other inside-out (not in a perverted way) for years. The cohesion (capillary action!) and sense of belonging that we all shared really only added to the awesome experience that was Interact.

The members were incredible as well, with so many able people, I can only imagine how hard it was for the previous Board to select their incoming successors. I could easily name a few people who could take over any post on the Board in a heart beat.

There were trying times, stressful and disappointing. Sometimes things would go wrong at the very last minute, and the given event would suddenly look extremely bleak and screwed up. And amid all the chaos of last minute preparations, that one small mistake can sometimes drive you insane.

But we've never failed to solve, (or at least sufficiently disguise) any given last-minute cock up. And I owe that to each and every member, especially the Board.

Thank you all for the support and guidance you provided for each other; for the shelter and consolation, the occasional shoulder to lean on. I truly loved, or rather love this family. I loved how there wasn't any internal quarrelling or squabbling, no backstabbing and mud-slinging. I love how we never failed to cover for each other, how we all paid for each other's mistakes. I love how we pulled through the thickest of the thick, and still managed to look back and laugh off our screw-ups. I love how every single event we held, always turned out to be a freakin' success! =D I love how all our hard work always paid off, and always with dividends. ;)

As Interactors, we've all sacrificed a lot. Believe me, I know. I let go of the game I love for it. I quit basketball.

It was a hard decision to make, but not one I'm likely to regret; not until this muffin top goes all crazy on me, that is!

So thank you, to Kenneth, Dhivya, Esther, Jon, Giselle, Anisha, QingWei, Karjin, Adrian and Peggy for being the awesome-est Board anyone could ever ask for. And an extra big thank you to June for being the best Vice I could wish for. You really were the person who kept me sane and kept me from crumbling during all the turmoil and chaos that ran rife during our tenures. Thank you. =)

Thanks to Ivan, Jen, DINGSHENG, Derrick, Deborah, Sinying, Stan, JianYi, Kaisin, Laura, Cait, Esther, Suettyng, Chris, Shikhai, Jeremy, Rowena (BIG THANK YOU!), Peiji, Khaiyuen, Calvin, Sekwai, Amir, Weishan.

Oh, and New Wee Cherng too.

One of these days, I'm going to look back and wonder why I was so mean to New. But for the time being, I'm just gonna enjoy doing that.

Forever yours in Interact,

Int. Low Zhi-Yang.

Ps. We were the best Interactors to walk the face of the Earth.

Just saying.

A Place in My Mind.

The third open letter in this series, and this one is addressed to all students of 5W.

Mr dear classmates,

As described in one of the many speeches during our graduation service, I'd like to recount on the very first day of Form Four.

Fresh-faced and anxious, we all sat in line, eagerly awaiting our fate - the class in which we would be for the next two years. It may not sound that significant, but these past two years have been utterly incredible and I think have been extremely important to many a Wesleyan.

I remember the delight of having Yu Ken, Xian Yang, Weijun, Dingsheng and New announced as classmates. I remember popping a seat next to Ken right away. I remember thinking to myself, "WA, THESE ARE THE ONLY PEOPLE I KNOW IN MY CLASS!"

But all that changed in a matter of weeks. And I'm damn glad it did.

I met so many new people in 4W, and hence 5W. Some great, some not so great. But heck, what's a bouquet roses without a couple of annoying thorns eh? (Yes, a weird analogy. SUE ME!) But the great ones, I will cherish as friends for years and years to come.

The Gossip Gang,

Deborah, Sinying, Shuenyin, Yonsheng, Ken and myself and the occasional extra gossipers (which are never in short supply). Haha! Endless gossiping and bitching! =D It's been so much fun! Zat here zat there. This group of people have never failed to make each other laugh, cry of joy or sheer amazement at scandals, gasp and gape in shock, and of course all the camwhoring. It's been a blast guys. GOSSIPS FOREVER! =D

Yam Mun Hon,

I have no idea how this guy does it, but he can laugh at practically nothing and his laughter is just SO DAMN INFECTIOUS, he can get the ENTIRE class to laugh with him, without knowing what the hell he's laughing at. Hahahaha love this fat cat =)

Today was a typical (well not THAT typical) day in 5W. It being our second last day in school, a few of us brought cameras so photo-taking was in no short supply. An abundance of food which mysteriously found its way into our class only added to the merriment. CHILLI BOMBS! HAHAH!

Sorry I was so hyper today guys. I have no idea what came over me. All I know is I went dead during Biology because I had expended ALL of my energy laughing and partaking in the stupid shit we were doing xD

I love this class, so much.

I'll miss Ken's nonsense, Weijun's tight-ass pants, Sheng's fat ass, Xyang's eternal naps, Yonsheng's sarcastic swipes, Deborah's embarrassing moments, SINYING'S MOLE, Stan's face when we insult her, Kevin's face all the time, Suan's weirded high pitched voice, New's dumbass antics, Sam's *are you retarded?* look, Jason's weirdness, Zhuchung's smartness, Jiajet's horniness, JiaJen's funniness, Jasveer's sexy hair, Ben's voice, Eewen's aunty-ness, and of course, the entire class as a single entity.

So thank you, 5W.

We is rock. And I'm gonna miss you guys.

Zyang.

Don't Be Too Far Away.

I suppose that now, a large majority of Form 5s are eagerly waiting to spread their wings and take off and "fly". They await college life with bated breath and with untold anxiety, but only to have their anxiety subdued by the dreaded SPM.

I'm not exactly one of those people. Yes, I'm looking forward to a new environment and to be honest I'm quite eager to get my first taste of college. But yet, I'm going to miss WMS really sorely. Its students, its teachers and staff, its half-assed facilities (some lah), and the memories that I now hope I will be able to remember. I guess getting some of the memories down onto this blog will serve as a memoir of some sort, something to jog my memory in later years so I never forget.

Hopefully, this will help you to do the same, dear reader.

This second open letter goes out to those who have left Wesley prematurely, but still will always be a part of this WMS Alumni of '10. (Buy the hoodie! =) )

Yes, you terminated your education at WMS prematurely, be it midway or ALMOST AT THE END; Yes, some of you left without even a word of goodbye; Yes, some of you left us, your friends, here in WMS. But believe you me when we say we've never blamed you or chided you for leaving.

Juin, Rae, Kharenee, NyeeKen, Prthiv, and others who "graduated early", I suppose you find your new school/college to be better or of better standards than WMS, and I sincerely hope you do. Because if you don't, MAN that must suck!

I guess I would like to recount some memorable events that I've shared with these people, since I'm not as likely to see them as often as the rest of you.

To Ah Mah,

Never will I, and hopefully nor you, forget the freaking crazy stupid asshole times we've shared. The manila card whacking, the sudden outbursts of weird-ed emotions, the NERDING of sejarah under the class tree, the cynical insults and of course the gossiping. =)

Thanks for lending an ear (your left one) whenever I had problems and complaints. Thanks for all the gossip! Haha! Be it in class or over the phone (IN THE CA....). HAHAHAHH! I shan't finish that. =P Thanks for keeping my secrets and YOU can thank me for keeping yours. =) Haven't talked to you in a while. We'll get down to that after SPM =)

You may now go stand in the rain and get struck by lightning. HAHA! I still can't forget that INSIDE JOKE. XD I'm so witty! Haha!

I'm slowly realizing how gay I'm sounding, so I'm going to keep these short!

To Rae,

It's a pity that I only got to know you in Form 3, the year before you left for Melbourne. We be science lab buds yo! Haha and for all the annoying things I've said or done to you, I don't feel apologetic at all. Really. I'm so glad I was as annoying as possible to you. I AM better than you at Maths. Period. Then, now and forever. Muahhahahahhahah!

Omg, this is annoying. It has served its purpose well! =D HAHAHAH EAT THAT RAE!

To Kharenee,

Now this is going to be heartfelt.

Dear BP of mine, I know I said that I would NEVER let us drift apart though you've left WMS, but yeah. I never made good on that promise. You said it was inevitable, and I stubbornly refused to believe that. And yeah, it sucks to be proven wrong, especially about something like this.

I wanna thank you, again, as I will do again and again over the course of many years, for being there for me.

I seriously don't know how you could just listen to me rant and rant and rant and complain about pretty much the same thing almost every single day. Haha I remember the times when we used to chat on MSN til the wee hours of the morning, and then go to school the next day. EYEBAGS. But they were worth it. Correction, they ARE worth it. I STILL have eyebags. =D

Thank you for all the advice, encouragement, and the occasional slap in the face that you've given me over the years. You were really someone I could lean on, someone I could tell anything to. And yes I told you absolutely everything. And I need to tell you something RIGHT NOW. But not here. HEHE. Too public =P We is be talking soon! =)

To NyeGen,

I loves you. Sorry for the wedgies ;) All in good fun eh? I doubt you read my blog, or any blog for that matter. So NYEH I keepeth this short.

To Prthiv,

South Park buddy! Haha I'll be seeing you an awful lot next year, if all goes to plan =) Still no band name yet I suppose? Man, 1M was fun =P If not for the Keith. But truth be told, being prejudiced against Keith kinda brought the whole class together eh? Haha how horrible we are. Still remember the good times with the ACC! Haha! You, me and Gabriel. And we got called to the office for that. Gee. Talk about uptight eh? One of the best drummers I know, one of the best friends I know. See you soon bro =)

YEEEE... THAT WAS GAY. Hahahaha it feels weird writing these open letters when you're not emo anymore. haha! I'm actually quite hyper at the moment, not to mention very hungry. Downstairs to the kitchen I go!

Ciao readers. Take care and happy studying.

Zyang.

Reminiscing Already, Zhi-Yang?

This is going to seem extremely early for most of you, but I miss Wesley.

Call this post premature, weird, unZyang-like, stupid, emo, what be you. But it really just hit me today. I'm gonna miss Wesley so much.

Yes, I complain about the stupid shit that we memorize and regurgitate out when we're told to do so. Yes, we all know that fact all too well.

Yes, there are some people in Wesley who I just can't stand, but really, there are gonna be people just like that everywhere you go. And well, I guess I should thank them for ensuring my high school life was never short on drama and heightened rage.

Yes, I complain about how incompetent certain members of staff may be, but they will always have this place in my brain. Embedded deep, though associated with complacency, but embedded deep nonetheless. I want to remember every small detail, the retarded, the bad, the cocky, and the great.

Let this be the first of a series of open letters to all those I hold dear.

To all friends, close and mere acquaintances,

Thank you for all the great times we've had. All the mischief (baseball/squash/Kevin-chasing/getting-chased-by-Kevin/just Kevin/camwhoring/unprovoked crying/constant teasing/GOSSIPING/drama/laughs/laughs/and more laughs/NERDING/forced shutdowns of computers/endless rounds of catching/POST EXAMS!/bitter rivalry/sweet rivalry/homework copying/Anti-Keith Organization-ing!/just plain, "honest", "clean" fun). And bullying New. hahahah! For the record, I love the guy. I just kacau him because it's too fun to resist.

Thank you for everything. For the support we've unconditionally provided each other, the consoling and lending of shoulders. The laughs and jeers, the jokes and insults. We all know we don't mean what we say, but say it anyway just for the heck of it. I love being a guy. Haha!

The trips and camps, where lots of stupid shit happens (in which I sometimes regret not being involved), where endless shitloads of fun happens. I'm gonna miss school camps and trips so much. All the freaking crazy and stupid bus rides, the crazier hotel rooms/dorms. All the nutty activities and (yes this is horribly cliche and there's a reason why it's cliche) team spirit! *Brrrrrr!*

The canteen, a place of food and merriment! Oh yes, much merriment. The one-two-juice-ing, jokes and insults that fly so naturally. The stealing of food, as well as the contamination of it, which the use of certain... fluids. Haha! The stupid dares we've forced upon each other, throughout breaks and lunches. I love the canteen! Sadly, I've had to miss out on some of the merriment, a year's worth of it to be exact.

But I found a different kind of merriment while absent from the chaos of the canteen. Yes, I'm a Prefect, a.k.a. a student's worst enemy, Public Enemies numbers 1 through 30. But through adversity and constant jeering and defamation, I found a very different kind of bond that bloomed from all that bullshit. Yes, it is not without its fair share of politics and mudslinging, of which I've been a victim, once upon a time, but it really opened my eyes to so many different things and to so many different people. Yes, much like an extremely dysfunctional family, but a family nonetheless.

Yup, I'm gonna miss being a Prefect. But there are two things I'm gonna miss more.

Being an Interactor, and being a Wesleyan.

Zyang.

Oh, And One More Thing.

You're not always right.

Neither am I nor any of us, for that matter. But at least we admit to that fact. Thanks to you, reader, for this invaluable input which I forgot to mention!

Zyang.

The Wild Ride.

We're all growing up.

We'll all soon have to face the fact that important decisions have to be made. There'll be no room for all that "follow your heart" nonsense. Sooner or later, we're all going to realize that the decisions we make are going to affect others, one way or another. Gone, will be the days where we made decisions with total regard to our whims and fancies, our wants and desires.

Reality is dawning upon us.

It's time to wake up, people.

Especially you.

Let's face facts; in the real world, nobody is going to give a shit about the brands you wear, nor your self-proclaimed "status". You'll only go as far as your people skills take you. Take a few steps back and realize how you treat others, and how the others are finally responding. Stop rotting in your denial, saying that people look up to you. That's disgusting.

I have no idea what to do anymore, so I give up.

Happy now?

On a lighter note, I'm more confused then ever. (I know, not very light for a lighter note, is it?)

For some reason, I'm actually looking forward to you retaliating to this post. I'm curious as to how you'd defend yourself. And to all readers, let's not be surprised when I'm sabotaged in some "mysterious" way.

Good luck to the rest of you for SPM! =)

Be nice.

Zyang.

I Need You Now.

I'm going crazy. Even my parents think so. And Mr Tan tells me to relax. I'm screwed lah.

Zyang.

The Kiss Good Night that Comes with Me.

Both wrong and right, our memories.

The whispering before we sleep.

Just one more thing that you can keep.

All the bullshit you've put me through,

All the lies that you assumed I told you.

All the fake reflections that run through your head.

Just you wait, they'll all leave you for dead.

This is the place we used to go,

It's lost its fleeting glimmer and glow.

To get here, we've walked so far.

But this is no longer where we are.

Zyang.

An Old Acquiantance Severed.

You'd think that I've cooled off by now. But the sight of you just pisses me off again.

Zyang.

Yet Again.

That was hard.

Gotten.

I've been saving,
These last words for,
One last miracle but,
Now I'm not sure.

My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room.

Once you want it to begin, no one really ever wins.

You will miss me when I'm gone, so this is the last song.

Not wrapping this in ribbons.

Doc, there's a hole where something was.

You took the breath right out of me, and left a hole where my heart should be.

Boycott love, detox just to retox.

Imperfect boys with their perfect ploys.

You had my heart, at least for the most part.

We fell apart, so let's make a new start.

That's what you get when you let your heart win.

I tried to be perfect, but nothing was worth it.

Set the fire to the third bar.

What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you?

Now I'd do anything to just feel better.

The sacrifice is never knowing why I never walked away.

The pieces don't fit here anymore.

Zyang.

Old People's Disease

OMG.

I am INFECTED.

Stay away from me!

No, scratch that. I'll stay away from you.

I'll see you guys in school Tuesday!

Zyang.

THANK YOU!!

A freakin' big "THANK YOU" to all those who wished me on my birthday/before my birthday/after my birthday! =D I MUCHO appreciate it! =D
But let's just say it ended like shit.
Zyang.