Fade away..
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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Okay, after the inertia to blog after such a long respite, its probably time to update again. After all, it ain't just about writing about emo stuff here, its better to celebrate the fun times rather than lament the bad ones.

I'm in deep shit.

This semester has started with a wonderful holiday during the 1 month break. I'd usually blog about all the happenings during the vacations I've had, but it seems that the impetus to write has been steadily dying down ever since the need for romance has waned. Nonetheless, I've been down to Shanghai for a family vacation, and organized a trip to KL for my beloved 31st MC this December.

Somehow, Shanghai was enjoyable only during the mountainous trekking; we carried our luggages and hiked up Huang Shan, and bunked in at the hotels at the mountain summit and bases. Throughout half the trip I was carrying the luggages of both my dad and my sister, so I probably lost a few cms of height there! Otherwise, Shanghai is a city of sinful food and oily cuisine, and I indulged in both eating and spending down there. The bargaining was fun and eye-opening, as I engaged in a battlefury of slashing prices and sulky faces while walking down the tourist trap streets.

So at the end of the trip to Shanghai, I managed to get myself a polo tee, a new belt, a new leather bag, and several beautiful art pieces which now adorn my walls. I feel accomplished!

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After the Shanghai trip, I came back to a huge mess of a trip which I had 1week to organize. Thankfully, I had the help of CheeHong, Lawrence and KS whom always came down to help out with both the planning and splitting of work for the MC trip. Without these fellas, I suppose the MC trip to KL would never have been possible, as I was floundering on thin air with no prior knowledge of the town and experience in organizing a trip to a foreign land.

So for this trip, I was in charge of air tickets to and fro, and thankfully, nothing horrible happened *if anything did, its the end of the trip!* I hope everyone had a good time out at KL, because it was a tremendous experience I had in both organizing, leading, and of course, having fun with the MC at such a level which we never had before.

In a sense..during this trip I had vested responsibilities in being the head honcho, and had to take care of the welfare of everyone. That was severely called into question when KS was pickpocketed on the first day, and boy did it put a damper on everyone's plans. I was especially frantic the night before, when everyone stayed over at my house as I was packing events and activities for the days in order for the trip to appear fun and organized. Hahaaa...in retrospect, it was really an eyeopener charging down to Ampang to lodge a police report in Malaysia! Also, I guess it was REALLY DAMN HENG that we purchased insurance on everyone's behalf, we really did put it to full use!

Anyways, MC trip ended on a happy note as everyone managed to buy stuff overthere, or at the very least, ate the omg wonderful cuisine there that's definitely unavailable here in Singapore. Tons of people got sick, but there's the insurance to cover up for them =]

And on a even happier note, I'm really really REALLY glad to see the clubroom so much more bustling and crowded with the MC members this semester, as opposed to the lonely cold room that KS and I mugged in last sem! =]

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And finally, the new semester arrives.

I'm in severe deep shit, because of the proud challenge I lain down for myself this semester. Some said that its crazy, and I don't deny that. 7 modules + Engin Club + 9 Labs for a semester seems hardly something Eddie can pull off, but I'll attempt that all the same. Its not something I'm proud of, but I'd really like to see how disciplined I can continue to be in light of such heavy tasks ahead of me.

Perhaps, its prudent to say that my agenda of taking these 7 modules ain't for everyone to look at me under a different light, or for people to put me up on a pedestal for either being the Top Sacrifical Lamb to the School or Most Garang Undergraduate with the least Breaks, but at the very least, it is a self-imposed obstacle that I wish to surpass in order to become even better at time management. That, I proudly proclaim.


And finally, work at Engin Club. FOP's coming up next semester, and theres a multitude of projects coming up this time. Somehow, I can never stop feeling that I'm actually letting Cheehong do most of the work a VP should do, as I've now offloaded Welfare to Weilei * couldn't find a nicer way to put it* I'm only working on Camp and Rag, and I really want these two projects to succeed, regardless of what happens. Perhaps we haven't really gotten to the execution stage, as per what Matthew mentioned earlier, but I'm not very close to either of the committee members yet. Should I be?

Hahaa. of course, there lies the inherent kink we're all familiar with in camp comm too. =P

learning through life's potholes

There's a Hole in my

Sidewalk
I
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost...I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

II
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place.
But, it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

III
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in. Its a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault. I get out immediately.

IV
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

V
I walk down another street.

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