Saturday, August 25, 2007
WARNING : NOT FUNNY AGAIN
FORT MINOR LYRICS "Slip Out The Back"
Listen its like poker you can play your best
But you got to know when to fold your cards and take a rest
And know when to hold your cards and hold your breath
And hope that nobody else is stacking the deck because
I don't need to tell you that life isn't fair, it doesn't care
It arbitrarily cuts off your air, and like you I want someone to say its OKAY
Life is like Poker. ( school)
During a very boring lecture, I once thought of this. “If there was one thing you could learn and benefit most from in class, what would be it?”Straight away, my brain felt alive and kicking, Ninjitsu? To defend myself from enemies? Or weaponry, learning to kill with just a bullet, wouldn’t that just be exhilarating. Why not soccer, so I’ll be a famous star like David Beckham (who is so famous his name is even included in my Microsoft word dictionary. Wow) after much deliberation, I threw away my boyish childhood dreams and finally settled upon a logical choice. Poker. It’s a game full of flair and heart.
For the unknowing, it’s a card game ( which is banned in school) in which the players draw cards and try to use the betting of their stakes to impress, mislead or utterly crush his opponent. And yes, money, the ever exciting stimulant is involved. One can be a millionaire from just one nail-biting round, or a pauper who has his cash mercilessly torn from him. It’s a cruel game, I must admit.“
Gambling is a vice, you’ll be hooked on it and will keep losing money till you end up being hacked to death by a loan shark who wasted five pig heads on you, before he realised you didn’t get the message.” Very true indeed.
First, let me ask you a question. Isn’t life a gamble? Every day, you walk out on the streets, as you cross the road, don’t you weigh the risks that a truck is going to steamroll over you? Perhaps it’s because the chances of that is negligible, and that urges you to place your bet, which in this case, your life, on the action of crossing the road. Even a simple thing like crossing the road, can be broken up into a game of poker. What more life, in a macro view, it itself is a game of costly poker.In it, there can only be two outcomes.
You win, or you lose. When to buy a house, when to sell it; How to get promoted, how not to get demoted; When to spend and when to save. Aren’t all these choices with risks involved in the game of life? To succeed, one must make the best choices and have the heart to stomach the risks. From the above, it brings us back to our point. How do you train this skill? That’s when poker comes into play. It teaches you how to make do with what you have, and transform it into something better. When dealt with an ugly hand, one would know when to fold and take a rest. Analogize this to stop pursuing a lost cause. However when dealt with a trump card, you would know how to press on to maximize your wins. This is the essence of success.
Maybe you’ll lose, after all life is unpredictable. Yet, with this refined skill, success in anything would come much easier, and losses minimized. In conclusion, we can see that the skill of playing poker can be applied to life itself.
On a completely unrelated and random note, I am still wondering if choosing the risky option of submitting my blog on Saturday , one day past the deadline would be realised and punished by our fair English-teacher in-charge.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Debunking the myths and truths of Skipping Classes(Teenage Issues)
I love the thrill of skipping classes. Your heart beating in your chest like a blacksmith at work, as the teacher walks pass your hide-out unknowingly. Muscles clench and breathing quickens as pure adrenaline takes over, yet amidst these stages of ‘high’ you begin to smile uncontrollably and unexplainably. The sheer pleasure of evading yet another authority really releases the stress that has accumulated throughout the week.
Getting caught is feared. This is a risk, like everything else in life. When capture is imminent, any trace of pleasure or enjoyment evaporates like water on a frying pan. It fizzes out, bringing you back to the real world. Where you are no longer a spy on a mission, but a nerdy school kid who has to follow the strict regiments of the school. An onslaught of guilt rushes over the body like a tidal wave, simply put, this is the worst feeling, and you’d never want to feel this twice.
Yet, there is an unspoken rule among the fellow misbehaving students who have been hooked onto this ill practice. One for all, All for one. There are two sides of a coin when being AWOL. When caught, one can only swear that the unlucky fellow holds to this sacred unspoken rule. That’s just one scenario. Any scenario is when your friend is discovered, the guilt causes you to do irrational things. For some illogical reason, you mind forces your body out of your comfy hideaway to give yourself up. Personally, I’ve never understood why this is so. It has happened to be a few times in my life, although the most rational thing was to stay put and wait till the storm is over, your butt is just jolted by this bolt lightning that forces you to give yourself up. Funny isn’t it?
You may ask “Aren’t you being stupid by giving yourself away? Now your English teacher knows that you skip classes! Dimwit! “Well, I’m only writing this article because of an unfortunate incident today. To make a long story short, I got caught for well, skipping classes of course. That motivated me to write this article.
I’m not being proud of myself or showing off. I feel that a common way of reprimand by teacher is asking. “Do you know you are breaking school rules? Then why do you still do it? WHO DO YOU Think YOU ARE?!” Well, it’s obvious that students like me, are fully aware of the school rules. As recorded in Sun Tzi “Art of War”, to defeat an enemy, you must first understand him, with reference to the school rules and breaking of it. Why do I do it? Personally, I find that question hard to answer, with hundreds of reasons that seem to be floating around my head, yet none distinct enough. I did it frankly because of the stress, and the excitement it seems to give me. Lastly, in defence of my actions, I feel that I think I am still young, at least relatively, so in comparison to Singapore’s aging population. Let me quote a line from the blockbuster movie hit Transformers. The leading actor said “60 years down your life, would you regret not taking that chance and getting into the car ( autobot ). “ This is relevant to the situation now. How can one be a perpetual stick in the mud and rule abider? 50 years later what would you remember of your childhood? Going for assembly or skipping and having a good time? This is a bold statement and I had qualms typing it but I believe it needs to be said.
To conclude, I want to reiterate that I’m not blasting the teachers or being a smart alec, I’m just trying to present another viewpoint, my perception.
writer: " heres something more sombre from me. and a relief from chuanhongs ego-ness. i got caught for ponning 2day><>
I love the thrill of skipping classes. Your heart beating in your chest like a blacksmith at work, as the teacher walks pass your hide-out unknowingly. Muscles clench and breathing quickens as pure adrenaline takes over, yet amidst these stages of ‘high’ you begin to smile uncontrollably and unexplainably. The sheer pleasure of evading yet another authority really releases the stress that has accumulated throughout the week.
Getting caught is feared. This is a risk, like everything else in life. When capture is imminent, any trace of pleasure or enjoyment evaporates like water on a frying pan. It fizzes out, bringing you back to the real world. Where you are no longer a spy on a mission, but a nerdy school kid who has to follow the strict regiments of the school. An onslaught of guilt rushes over the body like a tidal wave, simply put, this is the worst feeling, and you’d never want to feel this twice.
Yet, there is an unspoken rule among the fellow misbehaving students who have been hooked onto this ill practice. One for all, All for one. There are two sides of a coin when being AWOL. When caught, one can only swear that the unlucky fellow holds to this sacred unspoken rule. That’s just one scenario. Any scenario is when your friend is discovered, the guilt causes you to do irrational things. For some illogical reason, you mind forces your body out of your comfy hideaway to give yourself up. Personally, I’ve never understood why this is so. It has happened to be a few times in my life, although the most rational thing was to stay put and wait till the storm is over, your butt is just jolted by this bolt lightning that forces you to give yourself up. Funny isn’t it?
You may ask “Aren’t you being stupid by giving yourself away? Now your English teacher knows that you skip classes! Dimwit! “Well, I’m only writing this article because of an unfortunate incident today. To make a long story short, I got caught for well, skipping classes of course. That motivated me to write this article.
I’m not being proud of myself or showing off. I feel that a common way of reprimand by teacher is asking. “Do you know you are breaking school rules? Then why do you still do it? WHO DO YOU Think YOU ARE?!” Well, it’s obvious that students like me, are fully aware of the school rules. As recorded in Sun Tzi “Art of War”, to defeat an enemy, you must first understand him, with reference to the school rules and breaking of it. Why do I do it? Personally, I find that question hard to answer, with hundreds of reasons that seem to be floating around my head, yet none distinct enough. I did it frankly because of the stress, and the excitement it seems to give me. Lastly, in defence of my actions, I feel that I think I am still young, at least relatively, so in comparison to Singapore’s aging population. Let me quote a line from the blockbuster movie hit Transformers. The leading actor said “60 years down your life, would you regret not taking that chance and getting into the car ( autobot ). “ This is relevant to the situation now. How can one be a perpetual stick in the mud and rule abider? 50 years later what would you remember of your childhood? Going for assembly or skipping and having a good time? This is a bold statement and I had qualms typing it but I believe it needs to be said.
To conclude, I want to reiterate that I’m not blasting the teachers or being a smart alec, I’m just trying to present another viewpoint, my perception.
writer: " heres something more sombre from me. and a relief from chuanhongs ego-ness. i got caught for ponning 2day><>
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Best of DickDiaries ( i forgot how lame i used to type ) :P Enjoy & remember - Jason
http://thedickdiaries.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html
(shirt tucking & wedgie guide )
http://thedickdiaries.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html
boomerang& lists of addiction to school & BGR list
spitting & rg dance concert & training omg what fun!!!!!!
http://thedickdiaries.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html
bowling& parkour + lennies fight with a half nude man :)
yanwei's post on me and elias burps+farts+ jingwens post on the attractive male.
Thanks guys for all your support :)
Love Jason,Lennie,Elias,Fatty ( Daniel )
http://thedickdiaries.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html
(shirt tucking & wedgie guide )
http://thedickdiaries.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html
boomerang& lists of addiction to school & BGR list
spitting & rg dance concert & training omg what fun!!!!!!
http://thedickdiaries.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html
bowling& parkour + lennies fight with a half nude man :)
yanwei's post on me and elias burps+farts+ jingwens post on the attractive male.
Thanks guys for all your support :)
Love Jason,Lennie,Elias,Fatty ( Daniel )
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
We're wondering whether we should come back.
It has been more than 3 months since our last actual update, and after that it was more or less random posts. We stopped posting as much as we did because the excitement grew off, and we started to see each other less often because of the separation in classes.
Nevertheless, we are doing our Research Education project together this year, and so, we will likely be restarting, if time permits, because we get to do crazy stupid things together again. Soon.
We should be quite loud if we do. So.
LOOK OUT FOR US.
For our visitors who have kept visiting since we stopped, thanks. Hopefully, you'll get what you come here for, soon, soon, soon.
Please indicate whether you want us to do so in the tagboard, such that we have a fair idea of our current audience outreach. (:
It has been more than 3 months since our last actual update, and after that it was more or less random posts. We stopped posting as much as we did because the excitement grew off, and we started to see each other less often because of the separation in classes.
Nevertheless, we are doing our Research Education project together this year, and so, we will likely be restarting, if time permits, because we get to do crazy stupid things together again. Soon.
We should be quite loud if we do. So.
LOOK OUT FOR US.
For our visitors who have kept visiting since we stopped, thanks. Hopefully, you'll get what you come here for, soon, soon, soon.
Please indicate whether you want us to do so in the tagboard, such that we have a fair idea of our current audience outreach. (:
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
wazzup. Posting this holiday special. xD
" Can everyone bring their own rugby balls tomorrow, if not it will be pt ( physical training ) ." Such were the words of my senior to instill fear into his young and innocent juniors/slaves.
Yesterday we training liked a 'babarian team'
no balls.
no coach
no spirit
nothing.
WE TRAINED OURSELVES XD
So there was leonard screaming : " GUY COULD YOU PLEASE LISTEN TO ME. PLEASE THEN I GIVE YOU WATER BREAK "
There was arif flashing middle finger at luwei for not passing him the ball.
There were 3 topless dudes taking the opputunity to show their 6 pacs and walking around the field.
So after so-called training. Leonard came up to me. grabbed me , and whispered like a old granny : " Jason, why have you not been listening to me. Can you focus or not "
" Can Can. But can u stop talking in your ang-moh accent. damn bloody irritating leh "
K AFTER TRAINING
WENT TO PLAY POOL WITH seniors and friends. I was stopped outside the damn pool hall by some security guard for not wearing covered shoes. i was wearing my sexy slippers.'
desperate times call for desperate measures. I took out my boots. wore them and trotted happily into the hall, beaming away at everyone.
turns out my boots were my lucky charm and i got a win-lost record of
6-2
x)
mind you there weren't noobs.
UPDATED-JASON GOH
" Can everyone bring their own rugby balls tomorrow, if not it will be pt ( physical training ) ." Such were the words of my senior to instill fear into his young and innocent juniors/slaves.
Yesterday we training liked a 'babarian team'
no balls.
no coach
no spirit
nothing.
WE TRAINED OURSELVES XD
So there was leonard screaming : " GUY COULD YOU PLEASE LISTEN TO ME. PLEASE THEN I GIVE YOU WATER BREAK "
There was arif flashing middle finger at luwei for not passing him the ball.
There were 3 topless dudes taking the opputunity to show their 6 pacs and walking around the field.
So after so-called training. Leonard came up to me. grabbed me , and whispered like a old granny : " Jason, why have you not been listening to me. Can you focus or not "
" Can Can. But can u stop talking in your ang-moh accent. damn bloody irritating leh "
K AFTER TRAINING
WENT TO PLAY POOL WITH seniors and friends. I was stopped outside the damn pool hall by some security guard for not wearing covered shoes. i was wearing my sexy slippers.'
desperate times call for desperate measures. I took out my boots. wore them and trotted happily into the hall, beaming away at everyone.
turns out my boots were my lucky charm and i got a win-lost record of
6-2
x)
mind you there weren't noobs.
UPDATED-JASON GOH
Monday, December 25, 2006
11 reasons why you should date a swimmer:
1. They only do it in the water.
2. They know all the strokes.
3. They love going fast.
4. They are use to wearing next to nothing in front a group of people.
5. Breastroke is favorite to many.
6. Others like it on their back.
7. They are experts at putting rubbers on their heads, and can cap it fast.
8. They are use to taking in large amounts of fluid.
9. They are firm believers that practice will make you better, and will do it at anytime: day or night
.10. They are use to doing things again and again, 'til we can't go on any longer'.
11. The entry is really important! ( plunge ) I THOUGHT OF THIS
Merry Christmas Everyone!'
ho ho ho
ho ho ho
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Alright, i finally found the time to post this. Not that i was very busy this holiday, but, well, i just couldn't find much time to blog.
So here we are. I've reposted the previous Guide to Greetings right below this, for easy reference. (:
Guide to Goodbyes!
There are a few categories of goodbyes, namely offensive, loving, friendly and can't-be-bothered.
bye
Rather can't-be-bothered style. Just a standard, normal bye. Not too special, not very unfriendly either.
rating: **
bb
Quite bad. Extremely can't-be-bothered, to a degree where one can't be bothered to even type out a goodbye in its fullest form. If you're getting this rather often, most likey your friends do not have a real keyboard, or you are not really popular.
rating: *
k
Holy shit. I would back off if i were you. People don't seem to like you much.
rating: *
screw off.
Hmmm. Big problem. I think i would recommend "How to Win Friends and Influence People" by Dale Carnegie. Once you get these sort of goodbyes, you're gonna need the stuff in the book definitely. The world ain't good for people who get told a 'screw off' to their faces man.
rating: NA
see you/cya
A rather positive reply. In most cases, the person means it and would like to see you again. Of course, if you've never met that person before, most likely he/she doesn't mean it to 'see you'.
rating: ***
miss you!
Come on, someone really misses you. If you see this. Usually if you don't miss someone, or if that someone is no one special, you won't say goodbye in this manner.
i found this is the drafts
So here we are. I've reposted the previous Guide to Greetings right below this, for easy reference. (:
Guide to Goodbyes!
There are a few categories of goodbyes, namely offensive, loving, friendly and can't-be-bothered.
bye
Rather can't-be-bothered style. Just a standard, normal bye. Not too special, not very unfriendly either.
rating: **
bb
Quite bad. Extremely can't-be-bothered, to a degree where one can't be bothered to even type out a goodbye in its fullest form. If you're getting this rather often, most likey your friends do not have a real keyboard, or you are not really popular.
rating: *
k
Holy shit. I would back off if i were you. People don't seem to like you much.
rating: *
screw off.
Hmmm. Big problem. I think i would recommend "How to Win Friends and Influence People" by Dale Carnegie. Once you get these sort of goodbyes, you're gonna need the stuff in the book definitely. The world ain't good for people who get told a 'screw off' to their faces man.
rating: NA
see you/cya
A rather positive reply. In most cases, the person means it and would like to see you again. Of course, if you've never met that person before, most likely he/she doesn't mean it to 'see you'.
rating: ***
miss you!
Come on, someone really misses you. If you see this. Usually if you don't miss someone, or if that someone is no one special, you won't say goodbye in this manner.
i found this is the drafts