::I attended my first election rally today! and ouch...my calf hurts like after wearing high heels.. o.O *massage massage* ahem..
You know Potong Pasir SMC? One of the most hotly contested constituency alongside hougong, Potong Pasir is being contested by the leader of the opposition, a 'no stamina, day-dreaming, lao a-bei' and a baby face cutie pie, Chiam See Tong and Sitoh Yih Pin respectively. hehe..yah..they're both male btw. and they're both over 40.
They held the rally at the open area outside Potong Pasir MRT. I lived nearby so i went to see. It took me a while to get there though..o.o I should bring up the issue of bad bus routing around potong pasir and see who solves it first.. So I had to walk abt 5mins to get to the place.. Followed by hours of standing as we listened to the PAP candidate and members to air their views on the opposition and the coming election.
So the opposition..Chiam..was put as unrealistic, lacking in stamina, a man full of empty promises. Rather cruel eh, to attack a 71 old uncle this way eh? hem..so the baby face eh u ask. He was put in a much better light. Firstly, the tamil, malay, and chinese grassroots leaders all gave him a good testimonial, even his childhood gal fren came to his support. o.O and of course, his 'kao shang', Mr.Goh Chok Tong, also gave him his full support and called on the people to give Sitoh his chance. Sitoh for Potong Pasir they say. Sitoh, the kind-hearted, determined, caring boy who is full of drive and concrete ideas will revitalize Potong Pasir! Just to give you a peek at what could happen is that a new Kallang 'Coast Park' which is going to take advantage of the kallang river that flows through potong pasir to create a similar East Cost Park right there in Potong Pasir. The kids that were standing beside me practically screamed their heads off once they heard that proposal...
So the whole event ended at 10+pm.. A worthwhile event I would say. It was definitely better than whatever report you can get from the news. It was like watching a soccer match at the stadium and watching a match in front of the tv. You'll get tired legs..you'll get squeezed between sweaty armpits..but the atmosphere and the wholesome view you get from being at the rally in person is well worth it.::

.:firestarter blogged on 10:38 PM:.
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::Whoa...how time flies.. I put my head into my books for a while and when I pulled it out again, I saw May. o.o We have past a third of the year and are nearing the halfway mark guys.
Anyways, one of the most beautiful things happend a few weeks back and I just did not have the time to blog about it. It was the story of the underdogs. The seemingly David versus Goliath story. The culturally diverse and refined gentlemen beating the savage beasts =p at athletics~~ hehe.. It was actually called the 12x200 event of the Combined Sports Meet.
Probably one of the most meaningful and relevant event at the sports meet is the 12x200m. 12 people from the same class must compete with other classes in what is a marathon battle of spirit, physical ability as well as team camaraderie. Sadly, so many people see it as a hopeless event to contest with the rewards not worth the troubles. Only four teams appeared representing the whole population of sec3 and sec4. If anyone feel getting 12 classmates together is troublesome, I can assure you the rewards you may reap is much greater.
Despite achieving a less-than-impressive result the year before, our class came together to draw up a list of runners 3 weeks before the actual race itself. Many volunteered for the race, it was a pity we had to turn some away. Still chaos erupted on competition day itself. Scheduled at 4pm despite dismissal at 1.30pm, a significant chunk of the team was awol on that afternoon itself. We had to have 12 people to register as acceptable team, everyone was frantic to locate the orignial runners. Even when we could not find the last few runners, those that came to support did not hesitate to pull on a pe attire in case they were needed. A wonderful show of class spirit eh? =d Our continuous effort to locate the runners paid off: two were dragged from their beds to the school track, another took leave from his AEP teacher.
So the race was on! Of the four teams, our team and last year B div champion were the favourites for the gold. Outside our team, the defending Bdiv champ were the clear favourites. They were the sports class of Ortus afterall, with numerous members of TnF and other sports ep3. Expectedly, a huge gap of near 50m were established from the start by the defending champ, who put in a string of strong sprinters from the start. Although it was accepted that they would lead, our runners were visibly stressed after seeing them have such a significant lead. Then the cracks in their team began to show. After pushing so many sprinters in front, they were roughly out of strong runners as the race proceeded to its midpoint. Our runners started to see hope and fought even harder as they continued chasing the frontrunner.
Soon it was down to the 10th runner. Our last four runners were our strongest. And it was a pleasure to watch us catch up bit by bit on the leading runner, which was from the defending champ. I was the 12th and last runner. As I watched my team mate intensely as he inched himself ever closer towards the leading runner, I pep talked myself up for a run that can mean so much for so many people. The distance between us and them was not nearly as big as before, probably only a few strides length. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the lead runner run past and pass the baton to their final runner. I strained my eye on the outstreched baton from my incoming teammate and grabbed it out of his hand.
I turned and locked my eyes on their runner who was still a few meters in front of me. Besides him, nothing mattered. For the class I had to catch him. Forget that I have not trained for nearly a month due to my sickness. Forget that I was out of the hospital for only two weeks. This 200m race is one that I cannot afford to lose. And soon I was upon him and it was still on the curve, a full 150m awaits me and him. I started feeling the strain on my body. I was not running smoothly and at that speed I could not maintain for the 200m. I decided to just follow him out of the curve and to run past him only on the straight. Meanwhile, I tried to calm my nerves to avoid exhaustion. Once we were on the straight 100m to the finishing line however, all sense has gone out of the window. A rapid few strides and I was past the first runner. The race was won, and I could not have been happier.
What followed was exuberant celebration among our teammates and a forlorn past champion who trodded around the finishing line, as if looking for some lost jewel. Congratulations all around, regardless of former animosity, the whole team was complimentary of each other. And who says boys cant hug o.O we had plenty of hugs that were going around that day. The sprinter from the other team showed good sportsmanship to come congratulate us as well. A 4L cheer followed, then a deserved 4K cheer, and finally a half-jest, half-unifying Ortus cheer. 'Star Runner' for a day, our victory also strengthened our lasting class spirit in our final year together in high school. If we were going our separate ways after high school, the scene that day would have been a good way to sign off in style.::

.:firestarter blogged on 5:12 PM:.
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::"I am not a feminist, but..why do a guy only get interested in a girl after the girl is interested in him?" - from the book "I am not a feminist, but..."::

.:firestarter blogged on 11:01 PM:.
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::Hai..I feel fine..just that all the fuel for my muscles seem to be lost..I am still feeling weak from dengue. -.- Han told me why... When he met me today, he asked me how I feel. After I told him I was fine, although I had been advised to rest, he dropped the bomb on me. He told me actually that I would not reach top condition in 3 month, although even then I do not need to worry about qualifying time for nationals.
Translation: "Lin Chen you are screwed by this dengue so badly that you will not be near your peak condition for proper training in months. So forget about any high hopes you had, although you would still be able to compete by the time nationls start in July. You take care of yourself."
Gee...depressing..::

.:firestarter blogged on 10:13 PM:.
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::wAhaaaa... I am discharged le~ T.T *sniff *sniff* trackers hao nice orh....9people! 9 came le...
*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*
if I were to hug all of them, it would be like that..=/ hehe.. but of course I didn hug all of them.. I hugged none~! basically cause it was all still raining and I was really weak. Had I been stronger, I would still hugged none..-.O
anyway..to name those that came..not that they'll visit mi blog anyways.
*WeiHao!*ShaoJie!*Thomas!*YuanChang!*Lawrence!*TzeSiong!*YueTing!*Vivien!*Denise* =]*
I did not expect so many people lor..you all made such a scene also, haha, so paiseh for me. I also very guilty for making you all find my ulu ward..which I myself also did not know how to find. It was raining so heavily still. Actually when I saw it was raining, I was rather worried whoever that came would just disperse.. T.T In the end so many people came, I was very happy le. Although my still weak facial muscles cant muster a gigantic grin on the spot there, I shall make up for it next time ok? If my schedule allows for it lah..like D's gig...haiz..I guess I cannot make it in the end... make it up to you nxt tym ok? =< and V's flowers hahaha..buy one for you next time. promise. you just wait ba. tHankyou YueTing especially, for helping to get so many people to come...aye...dn noe how to express my gratitude, especially when so many people came. waaa...urgh..those nine people! no matter what your motivations to visit me, I am very grateful okay. Wo Ji Zai Xin Li, gai tian wo zai shuo chu lai hao me? heehee...=)

[YingZhi just called me and said they are right now at the hospital..to surprise visit me..hahaha..aaa..-.O what to say..SORRY! they ended up giving everything to my mother..who is the only one left at the hospital..haha..lucky mum..=p JiaWei, DingYi, WangLin, YingZhi. XieXie le! I am just really sorry that I didn get to see you all lo. Today morning I got news I will be discharged, then I was also not sure if you all are coming so I left with the trackers at noon la. Sorry Sorry! I am very grateful also! GratefulGrateful!]::

.:firestarter blogged on 5:58 PM:.
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::my platelets count is 114,000!
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that means it is still normal. =) I'd be allowed inside the hospital if it drops to below 80,000 and I'd be at risk of losing my painful life if it drops to 10,000.. =/ a long way to go..
The doc did assure me that although it is normal today, it doesn't mean it would not drop tmrw or the day after. So I am going back for another blood test this wednsday!
whoa...the blood test was damn scary lo. After letting the nice nice doctor ;) check me up for any danger signs, I slowly made my way to the laboratory to do my blood test on her order. [actually i didn even rmb which room number the lab had..luckily the rooms all got names.) whoa...inside then I sui ar. a grumpy auntie complained that I should have taken a queue number, but ming ming no queue mah, I take for what, waste paper? so i went out to take. then she shouted for me to come back, say no need liao, just do it next time..-.= shua wo ar.. so i sat down and she put a strap on my arm to block the artery first. then for no good reason my mother called! I fumble there, rummage here, until BiA...my fone drop onto the floor. =.= drop then drop ba...it slide across the floor leh. wakao...right in the middle of the passageway.. thank god some good hearted nurse returned it to me. I quickly answered my lao bu's call, but when I turned back to the grumpy auntie ar..aH! she already had a damn big needle in her hand la.. ZHAP.. she jabbed the needle into my artery. the needle almost as big as my artery lah.. waaaaa....T.T then she still connected a tube to the needle in order suck all the blood out...walao....^$ $!@ la..::

.:firestarter blogged on 7:53 PM:.
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::Bitterness.. right now everything that I taste reflects bitterness. Funny enough that a cup of instant noodle and a cup of sweet corn can actually taste similarly bitter. I just hope this taste bud malfunction is not permanent. o.o imagine tasting ice-cream and they are bitter to you! oh the horror...::

.:firestarter blogged on 6:20 PM:.

::What does Nicol, Stanley and I have in common? the unfortunate experience of having Dengue fever... -.-
The sudden high fever and the splitting headache is excruciating. I had my longest night yesterday..everytime I closed my eyes I would feel my head splitting. Even when I fell asleep..I would wake up 20minutes later with my head hurting once again. I found it better to just sit on my chair...at least the headache does not feel so bad that way.
I saw the doc just yesterday. Actually I have not been officially diagnosed as having dengue yet because the doc only told me to come back on monday for the blood test. However, from all the corresponding characteristics I found on the internet, the blood test would simply be affirmation to compound my sufferings. Worse still, nothing on the web suggests any dengue treatment. Apparently it's untreatable, with symptoms lasting for a period of 2 to 7 days while complete recovery can take a month.
haiz...I am still suffering from the intense headache, but I thought I might as well do something since I can do nothing else but to wait for the symptoms to subside. From the WHO website, I will develop rashes by monday and if I am terribly unlucky I can have dengue haemorrige fever. That is when I bleed from my nose, gum...yah. you get the picture...::

.:firestarter blogged on 8:08 AM:.
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::--taken from my service-learning project reflections--
As the second term of the school year kicks in, school life is busy already without trying to coordinate this massive project. Whenever meeting time comes around, we always find that some of us will be distracted or even away at other commitments mentally, if not physically. I myself have been guilty of this habit on a few occasions.
Academically, secondary four is simply much more taxing than any previous years. Despite the voiding of the O’levels, getting the best results possible this year is still instrumental to our future. Some people will be struggling for promotion to JC, the others will be fighting for awards, and no body is spared the backbreaking stress of senior year life. Faced with the prospect of being barred from taking our preferred subjects or even losing out in JC This year is simply make-or-break for most of us.The importance of the year itself often lures naïve students like myself into over-committing, overlooking quality for quantity. Multiple projects added onto the already taxing schedule of past years make for a horrific schedule with multiple clashing events. 24hours is simply not enough for work, play, and rest. In the past week, I have already dropped one project and relegated EP3 commitment just to make it through. The long-term effect it would cause me had I not done so is at best depressing.
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.:firestarter blogged on 3:23 PM:.
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