Saturday, May 31, 2003
Another test from Emode
Lionel, your sexual personality is Omega-PLDN-10.
Your sexual personality is determined by your sexual persona (Omega), 4 sexual scales (Emotional/Physical, Look/Touch, Daring/Modest, Verbal/Non-verbal), and your libido score (10).
As an Omega, you are someone who feels sexy, looks sexy, and really knows the ropes when it comes to lovemaking. Your sex appeal is more overt than others and your sexual confidence and awareness are particularly high.
Whahahaahhaah!!!
that's the most off description of my sexual prowess (or lack thereof) ive ever heard. What a dubious website.
Did you know that i'm about 158,648 hours old? wow!
he rocked the party at 9:50 AM |
Taken from Emode:
Lionel, your destiny is to be a Provider
Whether you know it or not, this is the role that is most in tune with who you are at your core. As a Provider, you have a genuine nurturing concern for the welfare of others and you're eager to serve them. You can recognize exactly what people need and your friendly, helpful, social nature makes them feel comforted. With your kind and generous heart, you are personable, talkative, and outward with your emotions, and your openness and sensitivity makes you concerned about the way others view you. Along these lines, be careful not to blame yourself when things go wrong. You cannot prevent bad things from happening, even though your tendency to be orderly with a strong sense of right and wrong may lead you to believe you can. Accept that you do what you can to take care of things and that this will get you far in the world.
Blame myself when things go wrong... geez it was my bloody fault 26th scored a goal today because i let a guy get past me. Ok granted im really bad at soccer.. but that was unforgivable. Shall vow to play with balls more (no.. you sicko. as in soccer balls, basketballs, etc) Shall make it a goal to have better ball sense by the end of the year.
Other than that.. i received a little piece of good news yesterday, but im not allowed to reveal it yet. But it is a happy piece of news. (Hooray)
he rocked the party at 9:38 AM |
Thursday, May 29, 2003
Oh and btw, just to report on the SA vs HCJC match.. it was really irritating. Imagine having at least a 10 point lead to HC, only to lose it in the 4th quarter and fall behind by 5 points by the final whistle. Still, i could see our Saints fought bravely and the cheering was fantastic.
A salute to the Saints basketball team.
Other than that, i actually asked someone i didnt know for her number today. Hooray! she's from AJ, pretty nice and not too bad looking. After some shameless flirting and exchanges, i asked for her number after the match, and wow, she gave it to me. Looks like things are starting to look good. oo yea
he rocked the party at 10:28 AM |
the three insipid companions have journeyed far into Middle Earth.. and now is time for them to rest. They spy a wee cottage in Serenade Walk and wearily, they proceed towards it. They are weary, but still wary. Knock on the door three times.. but no one answers. Knock again and kick the door in frustration. No one answers.
The three companions are perturbed by this strange occurance. Why is the house deserted? Could this be part of a plot by evil Sauron to kill them once and for all?
They ponder for a little while. Finally.. Lionel realises why the house is deserted. (no not because it just ate some desert) Its deserted because.. -gasp- its his house! He takes out his key and unlocks the door. Together with 2 bottles of alcohol and a vcd, the three companions make themselves comfortable and iskandar gets cosy with his special someone on the telephone. Everything seems well.. until, Lionel senses something behind him. He whips around...
And realises its only nolan taking his foolscap paper.
What exciting deeds will the three companions encounter next? Stay tuned to find out.
(Yes they are here now, just decided to stay over on a whim) I do hope we can wake up for school tomorrow.
he rocked the party at 10:20 AM |
Tuesday, May 27, 2003
Yes folks, its your friendly neighbourhood mood-swinger lionel yeo!
"I woke up today with this feeling, that better things are coming my way
and if the sun is shining it has a meaning
telling me nothing's gonna get in my way"
---- Keep on Moving by Five
Yes ineedy do... blogs shouldnt be the outlet for depression and burst of angst (like my previous entry..a tad bit vulgar too!)
Well, i cant stay pissed for long. Been reading a couple of blogs here and there and seems everyone's getting depressed nowadays. Dont blame them.. the weather sucks, there's tons of homework, everyone's pissing everyone off..
But well, i guess writing too much of those kinda stuff CAN get pretty, as i often say, bleargh-y after awhile no?
So here i am, back to the cheery little mr sunshine today.. at the school's balcony with a gentle breeze blowing into my face (i said blowing into my FACE, not anywhere else you sicko) and one period left to the end of the day. Life is good.
Thank God for friends.
Yes, friends like Nolan, Iskandar, Hui, Denise, Kim, Lauren, Roxanne and lots of other people who made me feel much better by the end of yesterday. Thank you for letting me complain and mutter all the expletives i could think of. Thank you for giving me advice on how i should complete that impossible mountain of work last night. Thanks for msging me words of encouragement. Thanks for making me laugh. Thank you thank you thank you.
(oh btw a couple of guys are playing Qing Fei De Yi on guitar behind me now... yes, corny song but adding to the cheery easygoing mood.. Nice atmosphere! Heh)
Anyway, yeah. Nolan always complains i never mention him on this blog. So here it is... (shit i really cant think of a poetic chimified sounding way to put this cause there's only 5 minutes left of this break)
So just wanna say that im really grateful. Thank you =)
Parents are out of town this weekend. (YES!!!!) If only i had a girlfriend. (damn..) Anyone wanna crash at my house this weekend?
he rocked the party at 10:30 PM |
Monday, May 26, 2003
F**ked up.. the only expression i can use to describe today. I feel like crawling into a crevice and staying there till the aliens come and take me home. F**k. i dont know what it is with tuesdays but i hate them i hate hate hate hate hate hate them. Now now let's let out a full blown whining session on this bloody diseaseknown as tuesday which exists to destory me.
Well the main peeve of it all is that i have a hell lot of work to do. Yeah. What the heck is it with the bloody college anyway. I spend all my bloody free time swamped in work i dont know how to do (except of course the few minutes i take out to do this lurvely blog) and im rewarded with another pile of juicy homework. Oh goody! More problems! More essays! More reminders that im horrible at solving anything logical or coming up with something creative! More jackhammers on my pulverized brain! Screw. Why the f*** did i bother to take 4 bloody subs when i can feel my head sinking slowly under the stinking mass of crawling pernicious tutorials assignments and council work? Dammit.. if there were 23 hours in a day i'd probably commit suicide because i dont have enough time to sift through all the bloody shit i get, let alone work on them. (gee thank goodness there're 24 hours a day.. now i have time to sift through all the bloody shit AND have time to do this blog! oh happy day)
Here's what i have to do in the short span of 7pm to
Compile all my GP notes into a file for checking by tomorrow
2 Econs essays
1 chinese essay (which i did just now but too ashamed to hand it up)
Chem notes and tutorial
Physics notes and tutorial
Maths...oh screw maths.
Edit the song for the boys' item for dance by tomorrow
Brief those going for PJC and OI investitures tmr on the details.
Oh screw it. and i just realised i got 1410 for my SAT (i got 1440 the last time) so i sort of wasted 70 bloody dollars and my bloody time on this lame shit known as SAT. What the f***.
My my my... lionel sounds like he's so full of angst doesn't he? -sigh- As jason would put in, "I need anti-psychotics"
(but i DO feel better after letting it all out) I really hope tomorrow will be better.
he rocked the party at 11:50 PM |
One of the most amazing things about Hui, which i just discovered today, is her incredible creativity. I knew she was good at punning and rhyming before, from our senseless rap-cum-make the last pun contests, but what she did today really blew my mind. (No you sicko, blew my mind, not anything else.) The aforemention Lim Hui can churn out a poem, where the first letters of each line spell out a phrase or a word, and it actually rhymes. If there was an Olympic event for fastest-composed-totally-pointless-yet-totally-hilarious-poem, Hui would be the world champion, no question about it. In the span of 5 minutes while i was finishing up my econs essay, she churned out 4 poems about everything under the sun. Here's one of them.. its about.. (who else) me:
Lustfully he mouths the words
I'm really sexy, haven't you heard?
Oh my gosh, i can hear the chicks say,
Not Lionel? Lionel Yeo again?
Endlessly he eggs them on,
Lustfully with his sexy song
You thought that that was the end of it all?
Excuse me people? Y'all? Y'all?
Over my dead body will i shut up and fall.
Isn't she amazing? I shall write a tribute to her soon.
he rocked the party at 8:45 AM |
Sunday, May 25, 2003
Oh yes debbie.. this is for YOU
he rocked the party at 4:04 AM |
my oh my.. its a wonderful day. Im mentioned on TWO blogs! (hooray)
Yes im that pathetic and sadly attention-seeking. But dont you think its such a nice feeling to read about yourself in another blog? Its one of the best feelings in the world.
Anyway, was supposed to post this last night but was way too tired.
Went out with sacchrine-sweet, yet hopelessly broke shopping addict debbie yesterday after finding out she was in town while LTC comm was having a meeting.
(just a side comment.. ltc meeting was at Out of the Pan next to the fountain at raffles city. Fabously expensive yet giving you a sense of sophisticated simplicity.. figure that one out yourself)
Anyway, li'll (and i mean li'll) ol deb has been my oldest and dearest friend (but, as she mentioned, "totally platonic all you noseyparkers") and probably the best company in the world. She has a huge ego despite her size, almost as big as mine, so mentioning her now wont make much of a difference, will it? heh. Its amazing how two people can be friends for so long and still have the same good ol fun after 6 years or so. I used to have this fear in primary school that you shouldnt talk to your friends too much because you'd probably run out of things to say after a few years. Well, its not the case with deb. :)
Anyway, after a heart stopping experience at kino, where we narrowly escaped the embarrassment of having not enough money to buy a book, (yes yes of course she was saved by the gallant knight, no?), it was the same good ol fun trading council experiences, how to improve your blog advice, so how's your love life updates and all the rubbish under the sun, what was supposed to be a short dinner and a rushed trip back home to change and go for a zouk party, turned out to be a lovely relaxed evening with great company.
So thank you deb :)
he rocked the party at 3:44 AM |
Thursday, May 22, 2003
Oh yes, our insipid adventurers have just finished the impossible quest of braving the perils of council elections, or rather, sitting through them for 2 periods. Bleargh. *Kim says hello!*
OK gotta go. Update later.
"Life is like a plate of char kueh diao. Sometimes its oily sometimes its oilier."
he rocked the party at 8:15 PM |
Sons of a Better Age. Rjc's motto. Admittedly, yes i AM impressed by the Rafflesian spirit. Was absolutely wonderful. You go through life thinking that you are part of the best and ONLY family with spirit in the world. Then suddenly, as you nonchalently gaze at another college's activities, cheers, wit, banter, laughter, and pride, and you get that fiery feeling in your heart, achievable only in the highest points of a council term.
No wait, before you start shouting bloody treason and crucify the bughedil, dont get me wrong. I love the Saints spirit. Everytime i experience it, im reminded once again why i chose SAJC over RJ or any other college, and how, in the end, it's all worth the sacrifice. SA's my life, my family, my all, and ive never regretted the decision. (aw dat sounds really mushy and icky-poo. ah what the heck) Yes i do love SAJC, but i sometimes forget that there are other families out there, other institutions with a cameraderie as strong as ours, and there's definitely alot we can learn from them. RJC's one of them.
Took a little trip down to RJC this morning with 2 fellow councillors to watch the investiture of the 23rd students council as well as the stepping down of the 22nd.(and of course, to give debbie a surprise and return the favour by popping by. But she spotted me before the thing started. Damn.) And i must say, it was quite an experience. It wasnt the usual council ceremony where you sit and clap politely because you're afriad the principal may be looking at you and wondering what a prick you are if you dont clap. The whole process of it: The grand entrance of the two councils, Principal William Hodge's meaningful speech, the exchange of blazers, 22nd council's heartwarming song item, 23rd council's hilarious song and dance item, and not to forget our 2 tour guides' warm reception. (hello Gek! wait is that how you spell your name?)
For the first time in a long while, i clapped because i meant it.
I suppose if there was one problem in my college, it'd be that we sometimes follow traditions so ferverntly that we forget: its not how we do it, but why we do it. Often, our ceremonies are wrapped up in formalities and social niceties that there's no room for the whole meaning of why the ceremony's being held in the first place. Now again, dont get me wrong, i think SA's ceremonies are still meaningful nontheless (that tingly warm mushy feeling still comes to my heart when i think of Commendation) but we can always learn from other people, and i think RJ would be one of them.
If any of the councillors in RJ happen to stumble upon this blog, thank you so much for inviting us again, it was truely an experience.
(actually, this entry was supposed to be much longer. But i accidentally pressed something and deleted everything. So i typed what i could remember all over again. How dumb can you get? and its 12.45am i suppose i have better things to do than type everything for a third time. Like sleeping.)
Oh yeah. I just watched American Idol. i dont see what the big deal is. So Ruben won. Whoopeedoo. And American hosts really know how to keep you hooked on a show even though you dont give a damn about it. You only realise it after the show when you sit and wonder "now why did i go through 8 commercial breaks for anyway?"
he rocked the party at 9:47 AM |
Tuesday, May 20, 2003
No im kidding about the corn campaign part. I just needed a proper title. Looks like adri was right after all.
Whoopeedoo! Here i am back during my 2nd free period of the day. Its actually quite significant for me because this is the first time i'm spending most of my free time in the -hushed tones- LIBRARY! oh yes lovely lovely. I feel all scholarly and reflective etc etc already. This time, at STATION NO 21 "You may use this station for an hour" Ah yes, the yummy bits of poetry scattered around the SAJC compound.
Check out this piece of literature taken from a campaign by a council nominee named Eng Tee:
"Its not English Tea, but Eng Tee"
and another by a childhood friend named Mark.
"74-one mark to distinction. 64-one mark to a B. 54-one mark to a C. Sometimes one MARK can make a difference."
and another by Nathanael (i hope i spelt it correctly)
"1,2,3,4,5
Once i caught a fish alive
6.7.8.9.10
then i let it go again
why did you let it go
because it bit my finger so..."
Moral of the Story? Should have used a NAT."
hahahah!! I guess there's hope that SAJC actually does have a sense of humour after all.
Speaking of which, i wish i could come up with these witty (yes i DO consider them witty) anecdotes like that. Perhaps i should be eating more wheat. (geddit geddit? Witty...wheat? oh never mind)
I'll stick with corniness... here's a little conversation in maths class among Kun Lin, Chin An and Ms Seet which i thought was hilarious but nobody else did..
-Kun Lin is flipping through Ms Seet's maths file and gazing at her answers-
Ms Seet: (in typical Ms Seet fashion) Whey!! Is this my file or your file? Or are we sharing this file ah?
Chin An: Ya... but only if you use kazaa FILE sharing!!
funny right? yes yes? no? what's WRONG with you people?
he rocked the party at 10:33 PM |
Yes indeed, as the lovely Lim Hui fellow dance society member aptly reminded me yesterday.. "YOU HAVEN'T UPDATED YOUR BLOG YET!" Haha.. yes my trustworthy cutting edge modem has once again broken down and renewed my faith in Singapore's up and coming technology. It has also renewed my faith in Singapore's social welfare system: If you were deaf, dumb, blind and had all the free time in the world, you could always get a job as a modem/telephone line repairman, because he obviously couldnt be bothered to come help repair my sick modem for more than a week already. (Better yet, if you were deaf, dumb, blind, biased and know how to blow a whistle, you could always get a job as a rugby referee, cause that was what the referee at the RJC vs SAJC rugby game was)
Shit. Free period's up. I shall delve into the wonders of Economics the next time i update. Yup im in school now. Resorted to updating here since i cant do it at home.
This is Lionel signing from "STATION NO 29. You may use this Station for an hour." Just love the poetry.
he rocked the party at 7:02 PM |
Monday, May 12, 2003
"La danse, c'est le mouvement, et le mouvement, c'est la vie."
("Dance is movement, and movement is life.")
--Ludmilla Chiriaeff
(Founder, Les Grands Ballets Canadiens)
Yes, yes yes i have decided there is no greater ecstacy than to look upon a beautifully crafted dance which you know you have performed in and be a part of the fluidness and flurry, the blossoming of movements, the spirit of a dance. (except of course, the extacy of the little wriggly feeling of excitment building up in your stomach when that special someone snuggles up beside you. But of course i dont see that happening very soon. Stop it lionel you love deprived ass)
Yes, back to the thing about dance. I was given the pleasure to watch the esteemed SAJC Dance Society (which im part of) perform our SYF item during practice at ACS barker today and yes the only thing more awesome than watching them is the fact that knowing you're actually part of the whole fluid organism of the dance. (yes im talking rubbish) Assuming we dont screw it up on 26th july, i think itll be safe to say thatt we'll do pretty well in SYF.. its very exciting indeed.
Dance concert RAPTURE is coming up on the 31st of july where we'll showcase our talents at MediaCorp Theatre (which has a really lousy changing room: we had to share it with the girls last year. Imagine trying to change your costume, pull up your pants in front of girls while having that wriggly feeling in your stomach you always get before performances.)
Yes anyway. Rapture. Mark it on your calanders cause its not to be missed. (am i saying this because im performing? Shameless? yes. Am i going to apologize? no. what the heck.)
he rocked the party at 9:30 AM |
Oh yes... i love modems.
especially those that work... mine isnt working very well now but at least its able to bring me right here to blog. Hooray!
Today is a significant day ladies and gentlemen.. from today onwards i have decided to place intellectual titles above all entries to enable easier reading and more hits on this pathetic website. Yes! And since i cant think of any other title for this entry, here it is.
he rocked the party at 9:08 AM |
Friday, May 09, 2003
I feel pretty embarrassed about writing all those stuff about BGRs and life and depression and all the rest of it. Especially since my class surfed into this blog during ME today... oops.. wasnt intending for everyone to read those personal stuff. I suppose that kinda rubbish should be limited to writing it on paper, putting it in a jar and throwing it down the mud-choked Kallang River. Yes yes, so as you can see, ive edited that particular entry to exclude the less embarrasssing bits. For those that DID read it, please understand that I'm not really like that, was just feeling really shitty that day and needed something to blab it all out to. No, i dont desperately NEED a girlfriend (tho yes, granted it would be nice to meet someone special, but no, i wont die if i didnt) im not depressed or lonely or need help or anything. (yes yes i am crazy sometimes but not THAT bad) But yes, i am stressed... and loving it =)
Its little ol Lionel ...the cheery happy-go-lucky marakatham first-word-sex Lionel. As you know him =)
SO! lets talk about today... just came back from conducting the last day of Council interviews.. Sheesh i never knew deciding and picking people could be so tramatic.. the feeling that you and a few others have the power to create immense joy or great sadness in dozens (well 100+ to be exact) is quite breathtaking. No, i shan't reveal any of the results here, but i've never known how the pleasure of being sadistic psychologically feels like.. and yes, admittedly, i feels GOOD. Damn, I'm already considered nice compared to some of my collegues on the panel.. One almost made a candidate burst into tears. I shan't go through the horrors of what a council interview is like (lest you go back to thinking how warped i am) but i really wouldnt have wanted to be in the shoes of the candidates.
Also, missed out a golden opportunity to meet up with sugary-sweet-cuter-than-cute-cheery-smiled-really-nice-to-talk-to-for-hours-on-end Debbie from RJ. Turns out her school had their dance night tonight (which many Saints really wanted to go for) and she had one more ticket. Jumped at the opportunity, was about to leave council interviews to go for it when Miss "i can make you feel guilty" Loong asked me, "If you had to choose between leisure and council, which would you choose?" Crap. That did it. No more dance night, no more Debbie. Went out, called Debbie to tell her, felt like crap for standing her up, went in and concentrated on interviewing candidates. -sigh- Now you see why i have no life. But hey, council's a duty, no matter how much i'd love to check out the RJ dancers (and spy on them for SYF) and im gonna do my duty as a councillor the best i can. (wah model answer, can use for interview next time)
Chose to spend the evening with the Exco and Council teachers deciding who should be included in the Nominees list. Tough decisions. Can't say i agree with all the choices made, but people may have sides i haven't seen yet. Never mind.. LTC is approaching.. and we shall see what the 26th Council's truely made of. Had a lovely pizza dinner, with 100 plus which is giving me a stomachache.
Yes tomorrow im off to spend the night at Sentosa!! For undisclosed council reasons. With 5 of my bestest council buddies too.
So exciting!
"I like big butts and i cannot lie
you other brothers can't deny
and when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
with a round thing in your face
you get sprung
when you pull up tough
cause you notice that butt was stuffed.
Deep in the jeans she's wearin, im hooked and i cant stop starin,
Oh baby, i wanna get wit ya, and take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you've got made me -oh- so horny!"
-------------------------------------- Baby Got Back by Sir Mix A Lot.
Really funny stuff. Trying to memorize it for Candace my sistah.
he rocked the party at 8:40 AM |
Thursday, May 08, 2003
im in class now... our ME period just got cancelled cause the website cant work. Oh well.
SO! old happy lionel is back
Had council interviews last night... was pretty fun
Zhan wei's strangling me in class now..
i had sex last night....with a dog.. or so i think.. yummy!! ooo!
Denise just typed the last night... the big pervert.
I love my class. check out their website in the link in the column to your left (the red section)
02S71!!!!!
whoohooooooooooo smart, sporty, on, xialan, carrom frantics, funny...what more could a guy ask for?
he rocked the party at 7:38 PM |
Wednesday, May 07, 2003
My modem's still not up yet. Im dying from havent-downloaded-nice-hiphop-songs-for-a-really-long-time-avitis.
I HATE COMPUTERS. Yes. They're stupid. Or at least modems. There's probably nothing wrong with mine. I probably forgot to click some thingamajig or connect some marakathog so the whole bloody thing cant work.
And yup, dad's way too busy to get a repairman down to take a look at it. -sigh-
I dunno why, but i feel like shit.
I think i should start talking in a more profound, arts-fac-like manner from now on. It seems its the only way to go when you're writing online journals. But ah what the heck. It makes reading boring. Everyone should be like me and actually have entertaining stuff to read on their blogs. La de dah. Im doing it myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy waaaaaaayyyyyy.
Started getting the pages of friends' blogs. Very exciting really. I shall soon actually have a couple of links to other sites and maybe even get more people to come visit me! Oh yes that'll be nice.
Ive decided that living life to the fullest is bloody tiring. Yes, in case you didnt know, My personal philosophy/motto is Carpe Diem, or sieze the day. Which is a pretty good motto if you're a slacker who doesnt want to achieve anything in life and laze around making fun of extra idiots like me. Heh. =But= Lionel's juggling way too many balls at the moment. It isnt only balls, but a microwave, a handphone, a cat, several live frogs and a whole brass band. What am i talking about? I have no idea. Which is precisely the point. I'm starting to hate my lifestyle. Let's take a reflection into Lionel's life in SAJC.
Academics
I take four A level subs, 1 S paper (econs), GP and CHINESE (bloody chinese). The only reason why im taking chinese is because i was too proud to admit C6 isnt that bad a grade after all. Maybe it is, but can i pull it up to a 4? I certainly hope so or i'd be wasting 30 hours of my life this term. Im taking four subjects. Totally unecessarily, but wonderful for the ego when people gasp in awe at the mere mention of it.
CCAs
Executive committee member, Public Relations Officer of the 25th Student Council SAJC. Yes sounds grand doesn't it. Stay back almost daily to do some form of council work or activity. Somehow i always get roped in to do some extra shit like think of council intro or sell ugly T shirts or come up with council dances or write a billion thank you cards which will probably get thrown away. Not that i mind, council's the one thing i feel im actually contributing something to, and helping others and all that. (with all the time it takes, it had better feel good) Still, cant seem to shake off the feeling that some people arent doing as much as they should.
Dance Society member. Dance is getting pretty stressanathan son of bainkimama because of the upcome SYF and dance concert. Still, its a passion and i love it. Not very close to fellow dancers save for a select few though, esp wonderful little Hui i get to "fish" a few times a day. (no it has no sexual connotation. Its a dance move)
My point is, what's the point of achieving the world when at the end of the day, you've got no one to share your joy with? I've Carpe Diem-ed for 1.5 years, but somehow seizing the day didnt bring me happiness like how its supposed to.
he rocked the party at 9:22 AM |
