unkle grumps.

so here i am, at leon's trying to study for the shit module, Telecommunications Principles (TP)..

man, i don't really wanna study anymore, for now.. studying sucks.. i've been having thoughts about going to army first.. then probably continue right after army, so i won't be so "OLD" when i enter NS.. but others say i should just complete this damn bloody course with only 1 1/2 years to go, 1 year, hopefully..

right now, i'm having my 3rd can of redbull.. haha.. leon said that at this time of the year, 7/11 is making money from all the students "tonning" overnight to study for the paper the following morning, making money from RedBull..

sat night, ash's 21st birthday celebration.. got high on booze at his place already before heading out to zouk.. went to zouk and drank even more.. and thats when the booze start to attack one's mind.. not mine though, but some.. fights started, arguments emerged, and stupid acts were shown.. not gonna say who though.. overall, a good night out..

Wayne Williams, a.k.a. "Dump-Truck", committed suicide on thursday morning.. it was a very sad news, which came about only on ash's night.. all the scc ruggers there were shocked, lost for words.. he was a good man.. i still remembered the time once when he played, and we were about to score, andy douglas shouted from the spectator stands, "give it to the dump-truck".. he meant to give the ball to wayne so that he'd bash through the defensive lines and score.. i laughed at that comment.. haha.. funny.. but this incident hit us unexpectedly.. through all the games we played together, tours we went on together, he seemed a cheerful and untroubled guy.. even on wed night, he was out at a party with his colleagues, he seemed pretty cheerful.. but a few hours later on that fatefull thursday morning 4am, he decided to take his own life.. it was said he was suffering from depression, and plus the stress from work, he couldn't take it anymore.. thats what i heard.. anyway, there would be a memorial wake for him at the club on friday, though his body has been sent back to wales.. let's all drink to Wayne..

alright, enough said, i should get back to studying.. get this over and done with..

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i've declared, 2006 is a bad year for me.. for the first time, i've lost $200 just by gambling on CNY with small bets like $2.. and all in my mind, i'm just thinking about recouping my losses.. but in fact, i'm actually losing even more.. sigh..

singapore idol.. i started queueing since friday night 10pm, did not get any sleep at all.. the next morning, we had to wait for our turn under the hot sun.. it reached my turn at about 12pm.. then had to wait at a sheltered area after registering.. an hour later, had to go up for the auditions.. i was nervous.. when i went into the auditioning room,i was shaking a lil'.. then i started singing.. "fly me to the moon" by frank sinatra.. i swear i didn't make a single mistake in the song.. i was quite confident when i came out.. but when i got the results, i was shocked.. i didn't make it.. i was so damn upset.. my dreams about doing music, smashed.. i do not know what to do now.. sigh.. btw, i wasn't judged by the 4 judges.. i was judged by the producer.. i don't think the producer has the talent to even pick who's good and who's not.. as i know, a few people whom i didn't think will make it actually made it.. sigh i was damn sad.. maybe she just wasn't looking for my kind of voice.. oh well.. no use crying over spilled milk..

hmm.. so what am i gonna do now? pop said to try again next season.. my bro said he'll join with me next season.. maybe i should just practice my singing from now on.. become even better than now.. i just wanna make it somewhere.. sigh..

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