Telltales that transcend the train of thought.

Survey.

Posted in blahblahblahs, friends, musings by rowlandanthony on May 31, 2008

LIKE WOW I’M REALLY BORED.
well not really it’s just that carmen asked me to do this hahaha

Rules:
1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.

Starting time: 10.15pm
Name: Rowland
Sisters: 0
Brothers: 2
Shoe size: US 9.5/10
Height: I don’t know, 171.5cm i think

Where do you live: The Philippines, but studying in Singapore
Favourite drinks: apple cranberry juice!, coca-cola, coffee, water
Favourite breakfast: pan de sal with hot coffee

Have you ever been on a plane?: Yes, most recently on 30 May 2008
Swam in the ocean: Yes, if the water on the shoreline is considered part of the ocean
Fallen asleep at school: yes, during lessons, at school camps, and morning assemblies
Broken someone’s heart: yes, yes!
Fell off your chair: Yes
Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Yes. And she never called back. Ever.
Saved e-mails: No. What for?

What is your room like: Clean for a boy’s room.
What’s right beside you: An antique furniture set made of bamboo bought by my mother a decade ago.
What is the last thing you ate: Philippine bananas!!

Ever had chicken pox: Yes, it’s my mother’s fault. I still have some chicken pox memories imprinted on my back.
Sore throat: Yes, NOW.
Stitches: not yet, i presume
Broken nose: won’t be having any till I start courting a girl.

Do you believe in love at first sight: before, yes. Now, NO.
Like picnics: yes, i love eating food outside the house
Who was/were the last person/people you danced with: I can’t remember.
Last made you smile: Brad, my two year-old cousin.
You last yelled at: At my computer, when i lost a minesweeper game for 60 consecutive rounds.

Today did you:
Talk to someone you like: yes.
Kissed anyone: my mum and dad.
Get sick: YES!!!
Talk to an ex:
Miss someone: yes.
Eat: Yes. Of course. I don’t look like I’m the person who eats three times a day, but yes, i did eat three times today.

Best feeling in the world: success, after a large dose of hard work
Do you sleep with stuffed animals: yes whenever I feel like it
What’s under your bed: cobwebs
Who do you really hate: I have no room in my heart for hatred
What time is it now?: 10:12pm

Random:
Is there a person who is on your mind now: YES
Do you have any siblings: Yes.
Do you want children: YES! five healthy children would suffice
Do you smile often: i think i do
Do you like your hand-writing: A LOT
Are your toe nails painted: NO (wtf?)
Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: haha. interesting question. probably Amanda’s bed.
What color shirt are you wearing now: White. SJII PE shirt
What were you doing at 7:00 p.m. yesterday: Packing my stuff.
I can’t wait till: I graduate from IB and go to a prestigious university under a generous scholarship, graduate, become successful and happy, find my future wife, get married, have kids, live happy and contented, never fail to praise God throughout my life.
When did you cry last: O level results (same as you, carmen)

Are you a friendly person: I love to smile and laugh with people, but honestly, I prefer being alone most of the time.
Do you have any pets: yes. two bitches and one fish.
Where is the person you have feelings for right now?: at home.
Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?: NO.
Do you sleep with the TV on?: NO. save electricity, save the world.
What are you doing right now?: doing this survey.
Have you ever crawled through a window?: quite a lot of times for the past month.
Can you handle the truth?: I can handle the truth but it scares me.
Are you too forgiving?: I think I am.
Are you closer to your mother or father?: Mother.
Who was the last person you cried in front of?: I can’t remember.
How many people can you say you’ve really loved?: approximately 5-10.
Do you eat healthy?: Who does?
Do you still have pictures of you and your ex?: Yes.
Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?: Yes.
If you’re having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?: Toilet.
Are you loud or quiet most of the time?: It depends on which group of people I am with.
Are you confident?: Whenever I feel like it

5 things I was doing 10 years ago:
1. getting an average of 98% for all subjects
2. collecting pokemon cards
3. getting bruises and scratches once every month
4. singing, singing, singing
5. watching cartoon network the whole day as if it was a religious ordeal

5 things on my to-do list today:
1. get away with this survey
2. sleep
3. dream about wonderful things
4. get worried about the english texts I failed to collect from Mrs. Hammond
5. pray for my great-grandmother

5 snacks I enjoy:
1. junk food
2. different types of kakanin
3. banana-q and camote-q
4. pistachios, peanuts
5. toasted sandwich with nutella spread

5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:
1. save people from poverty
2. promote environmental awareness
3. SHOP
4. help my family and my relatives
5. buy lots and lots of food and get fat! hahaha

5 of my bad habits:
1. the ultimate procrastinator
2. kiasu! -.-
3. lazy
4. lack of self-control
5.

5 places I have lived in:
1. davao city
2. cebu city
3. manila
4. general santos city
5. singapore

5 jobs I’ve had:
1. student
2. -
3. -
4. -
5. -

5 people I tag:

joey
bo er
matthew yee
candice
rheyza

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Trente-quatre.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 29, 2008

Trente-quatre.

Something must be done. This can’t be happening.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 29, 2008

It took me quite a long time to figure out
that I’m actually going back home tonight.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 28, 2008

I SERIOUSLY HATE STATISTICS AND PROBABILITY.
FUCKstatisticsFUCKprobability.

a tornado divided by two.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 27, 2008
Before Friday last week, I only had one purple stamp in my passport.
It was a straight line of curvaceous Arabic wordings. Perhaps the sentence that formed out of those curvatures was a direct translation of that utterly mind-boggling sentence hanging on top of the Arabic words: NOT VALID FOR TRAVEL TO IRAQ.
It has been imprinted on the very second page of my Philippine passport since I got it three years ago, in Davao City, and for three years I have been wondering why in the world would I be banned from traveling to Iraq. But it didn’t matter, actually, because I wouldn’t want to go to Iraq anyway.

…and because I have a new purple stamp.

It was the first time I rode a bus from one country to another, and it was quite a nice experience, although I did not really get to enjoy the bus ride because number one, Ah Long Pte Ltd was playing on the TV in front, the movie being immaculately annoying, disturbing, and lame, not to mention durian fruits as balls for a soccer game (I wonder how in the world Ricardo and Brother Mike found the movie funny), plunged me into a horrific situation of having to hide my eyes behind my eyelids for two hours;

and because number two, it was at night and the view outside was encapsulated in pitch darkness.

I found Ipoh very clean. It was a nice, small city, a silent town with a busy St. Michael’s Institution located at its heart; boys and girls running around in scouts attire, shouting and merry-making in the wee hours of a beautiful Saturday morning, disturbing me from my sleep. I woke up.

Nevertheless, despite all that unfortunate and unprecendented ‘natural’ alarm clocks, Ipoh gave me a wonderful culinary awakening, which I owe to Ricardo’s and Jonas’ lack of breakfast-decision-making-power. Paper Thosai rocks.
I’m starting to love Indian food.

Thiara was the only girl student throughout the whole of the Lasallian Encounter. She must’ve been proud of it.

The sessions were enlightening and spirit-revivifying (I made up this word). I hope to use what I’ve learned in every moment of my life. The brothers are so inspiring (and persuasive). Talk about having no new, young, fresh brothers for 30 years after Bro. Michael Kum became a brother. It makes you want to raise your hand and say, Brother, do you think I have the qualities of a brother? Do you think it would be nice for me if I join the brotherhood. But of course, with that 40 students in that session room, I’m sure that anyone who thought of the same thing as me at that certain moment in time would soon forget about it anyway. Never mind.

And for the first time, I finally had a proper St. John Baptist de la Salle history lesson from Bro. Mike.

Brother Mike, thank you so much for giving that single last slot for me.

I hope my newfound friends will keep in touch. I’m always online. Just an MSN nudge or an SMS away.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 20, 2008

I dreamt about you last night.

You gave me a gift.

I left.

And I never opened it.

I woke up without ever knowing what that gift was.

AD space for rent

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 19, 2008

Two favors from two friends. So it means that one of my friends asked for one favor, and the other friend asked for a favor.

*coffee overdose*

#1: Promotion

#2: Promotion too

leg.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 19, 2008

. – someone
! – rowland

. says:
how is johns leg?

! says:
lol

! says:
u dont care about john. u only care about his leg

! says:
what kind of friend are u?!?!

. says:
but isnt the leg part of john?

. says:
u smart boy :P

! says:
hahaha

! says:
well. u should’ve said “how’s john? is his leg ok?”

! says:
(:

. says:
ok lah fine…ur english pro ok…i got only B3 for my O’s

. says:
fine okay!!

! says:
HAHA

Food crisis.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 17, 2008

They say it’s called homesickness.
Well, I think it’s called a gastronomic catastrophe.
Curse the catered ‘food’:

My muscles are retrograding, slackening, like a melting jelly tongue ice drop. My brain has been maimed, and as a result my academic performance has transformed from nice gourmet food to undigested shit. My bones are on the brink of becoming osteopor-ized. My eyes are reddening, my eye bags are blackening, my skin is becoming cadaverous and my hair is transforming into dry haystack.

I need real food.

I need to go back home.

Whining.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 13, 2008

I have never felt this lethargic and troubled for the year 2008.

First thing that comes into my mind in the morning when I wake up: did I finish all my homework?

Second thing that comes into my mind: Quelle heure est-il?
If it’s late, first thing I say: SHIT.

I hurry up as if I have been chased by a tyrannosaurus rex, tout le matin . It’s been a daily routine to move at lightning speed.

Third thing: sleep in the bus. Making full use of it. Sleeping with an open mouth while my sound-isolation earphones are plugged into my ears. It’s a terrible thing to do, but it’s utterly necessary. I seriously hate the bus driver. He gets into my nerves. STOP that effing Chinese radio station. It SUCKS.

Fourth thing: Staying in school seems like forever. I hate it when the wall clock is behind you. You never fail to get a stiff neck during lessons.

Fifth thing: CCA. It’s such an unproductive life. Plus no more badminton. My ultimate favourite CCA has been scrapped off its Wednesday schedule. How brutal.

Sixth thing: Lessons. I am seriously dozing off into nothingness and nowhere-ness. The teachers are astounding and impressive. But, there’s just too little stuff handed out in lessons that internal assessments become humongous boulders that I can’t carry from the classroom to the house and back to classroom again.

Seventh thing: Sleep. Sleep has become the most expensive thing in the world. I can’t afford it with my microscopic $55 weekly allowance.

Eighth thing: Distance. Why does Singapore make traveling so arduous and painstaking and time-consuming? I feel like every part of Singapore is merely a walking distance from any point of reference but they make it in such a way that I have to cross the Andromeda galaxy first, swim the Sahara desert, blast a tunnel from one end of the sun to another, and hitch a ride with a humpback whale migrating from the Arctic to the Indian ocean before I get back to the condo. And it’s an expensive ride.

My future refrigerator.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 10, 2008

I’ve been thinking about it.

-17 to 33 degrees celsius may not be a bad idea at all.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 4, 2008

What’s difficult about it is that no matter how much you know about the earth’s core, if you have never witnessed the core itself, been there to touch, to taste, to see, to hear, to smell, to perceive its existence; it’s hard to believe that what you know is what is true.

And if you have felt something that makes you doubt about life and everything that it encompasses, it’s hard to erase the doubt within yourself.

You are not a human eraser. You can’t simply forget what you want to forget.

You are not a mirror. You can’t simply do the exact same thing that others do.

You are not a computer. You have feelings, you see.

You are human. You have the right to reason whatever you think is acceptably reasonable.

But, you are not alone.

He is always there. You don’t need to see Him to believe him.


Can you see love? Why do you believe in love?

Once upon a time,

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 4, 2008
Robin Hood liked Catwoman. But Catwoman really really likes Bugs Bunny.
Bugs Bunny likes Catwoman too.
So Robin Hood now likes Wonderwoman, who in turn fell for Robin Hood for quite some time.
Wonderwoman suddenly met a guy named Batman, and the two of them now feel that they like each other. Batman and Wonderman are falling deeper in love day by day.
Batman was in love with Mary Jane. Mary Jane loved Batman too.
But Yogi Bear suddenly comes to picture, and eventually Mary Jan forgets about Batman.
Yogi Bear liked Penelope Pitstop for quite a long time, until Yogi Bear finally gave up hope because Penelope Pitstop just cant be bothered. Now Mary Jane and Yogi Bear are getting closer and closer.

If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say? And why are you waiting? ~Stephen Levine

(Work)^infinity = 45 points.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 3, 2008

I just realized how much work I will have to do.

SJI INTERNATIONAL GRADE 11 AND 12 IB CALENDAR 2008

MONTH

GRADE 11

GRADE 12

Jan

DONE

Extended Essay first draft to supervisors

World Lit Essay 1 first draft due first English lesson

Feb

DONE

World Lit Essay 2 first draft due first English lesson after CNY

March

DONE

Extended Essay final draft by the end of the month

TOK seminar

First Group 4 internal assessment day

Extended Essay complete by the time we return from the March holidays

April

DONE


Third Economics Portfolio due

May

Arts Week (week of 26th)

First submission of CAS Journal and consultation with CAS advisor

Third submission of CAS Journal and consultation with CAS advisor by end of the month

Second TOK presentations

June

School holidays

All World Lit Essays final drafts due by the time we break up for June holidays

July

Maths coursework finished

Mock Examinations?

Second Group 4 Internal Assessment day

University application process starts for February entry

August

Parent-Teacher meeting (Week of 11th)

First TOK presentations

First Economics Portfolio due

English Individual Oral Commentaries

Science practical work complete by National Day (teacher managed)

Draft TOK essays in by first week of August

Language Oral Examinations begin

Complete Art works for exhibition

September

School holiday (1-5 Sept)

Challenge Week (30 Aug – 5 Sept)

Extended Essay preparation and planning

Biology field work expedition 30 Sept – 4 Oct

Art Exhibition

Fourth Economics portfolio due

Final submission of CAS Journal (with Summative Reflection) and Final consultation with CAS advisor by the end of the month

Oral Examinations continue

TOK essays in by end of first week

All coursework finished by the beginning of September

University application process starts for July entry

October

Extended Essay draft title drawn up and supervisors confirmed

School holiday (13-17 Oct)

Examinations (Week of Oct 20th)

Second submission of CAS Journal and consultation with CAS advisor by the end of the month

Preparatory sessions for university applications (After October holidays

November

Reports (Week of Nov 10th)

Extended Essay plan given to supervisors

Second Economics portfolio due

Group 4 project, week of the 17th

School musical (week of 24th)

IB examinations

December

School holiday (1 Dec – 2 Jan)

Bulk of extended Essay writing can go on

Issue of results

Sequels are not good for the wallet.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 2, 2008

I am still seriously in doubt about Hollywood’s level of knowledge of chemistry.

I can’t seem to figure out how can an iron metal be the same as a complex titanium alloy.

Nevertheless, it was a great movie.

Hopefully there will be no sequels. They ruin the whole thing, you see.

It’s better to leave things as they were when we left them.

Right, Peter Parker 3? Peter Parker 1 was much much better. I don’t like emo superheroes.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 1, 2008

Kids these days.
Testosterone and Oestrogen levels at all-time highs.
They have nothing else to do.
It’s becoming a bawdy-house.

déchiré entre ceci et celui.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 1, 2008

No buttercup.

**********

We realize our dilemma goes deeper than shortage of time; it is basically a problem of priorities. We confess, we have left undone those things ought to have done; and we have done those things which we ought not to have done.

**********

It takes a lot of effort to be laborious on Labor day. Today is Labor day, if you did not realize. A day where everyone is either

stoning and watching the vast expanse of nothingness, like me,

listening to Tamil (mind you, Tamil) Sri Lankan music, like Nalaka,

watching The Other Boleyn Girl and getting enjoyably pissed after watching it, like Amanda,

fleeing away from their homes, like Ian and Danusha who are here in Lor N Telok Kurau,

or lying down on a minuscule couch reading This Earth of Mankind with eyes closed, like Savy.

Such a boring and useless day. Seriously.
I’d rather have lessons in school.

*********

Yesterday, I saw you before the sun shone its last. You unrelentingly made my day.

You left me with a smile.

I looked for you throughout the night. Glanced to the left, to the right. You were nowhere to be found. Still, I kept on singing. I wished you were there.

I miss you today.

*********

I woke up today. The dream engraved itself inside my mind, a memory that will never be erased. It was the second longest conversation I’ve had with you ever since I met you. Still, it was only in a dream.

I know that you know when we had our longest talk.
I miss that day. That night. That day. Whatever.

*********

Happy eighteenth.

Posted in Uncategorized by rowlandanthony on May 1, 2008

I know this is too late to do it, but I just feel that obligatory sense running through my head, as if this was some unfinished homework in its epitomic miserableness in dire need of attention and dedication. Just kidding, John. :D

Well, I was just busy these past few days, doing homework, projects, those sorts of activities that require mental and emotional mutilation. School has been a concoction of happy and depressing moments, which makes it kind of ‘not boring’. At one time, you feel so delighted, and then suddenly after a while you go on an emotional rampage. Which is kind of cool, ’cause it’s not a monotonous, monochromatic life I usually encounter during my holidays. There are ups and downs, gauches and droites, bitch talks and praises, fallacies and rhetorical ploys, whatever.

And so, I just feel that it is my obligation to post this photo on my blog, although Joey has the same photo on hers.


It was fun guys. I enjoyed it.
See Joey’s blog for a recount of what happened. I’m too lazy to do it.
It’s so good to be 18, John, isn’t it?

And it’s Eskor’s Labour Day Birthday today. :D
happy eighteenth as well.

*********

September seems to be so far away.