my re is so screwed.
i proposed a project about finding the magnetic field in a coiled coil. then i told mr chandru(my mentor) abt it he said, "oh, its zero."
doh!!!
then i tot of another config. then he said, oh, theres such and such a formula for that, its in the textbooks.
dohh!!!
man. i can see tt he got the lky award for very good reasons.
Sunday, January 30, 2005
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Saturday, January 22, 2005
i had an hypothesis that if you listen to ff music you cannot fall asleep. music like liberi fatali and one winged angel(too exciting) and loss of me and sad piano tune and music box(too sad) and real emotion(too lively) prevent u from dozing off when u play a repetitive game.
i tested it. and i was wrong. i fell asleep all the same. but thats considering it was a wednesday, i took drowsy pills, had a good dinner, and was mugging calculus. i think if u do all that there is no way u carn sleep unless u tie your hair to the ceiling.
so i was wrong. i had really queer dreams though. i dreamt that there is an mrt line that cuts from the live firing area all the way to bugis. this means that the entire singapore is mrt linked. somehow, there never seemed to be bright daylight... at noon the ambience was like 7.30 in the morning, then other times it felt like dusk.
so in th dream i dunno why but i felt like some idiot in ff9, running around aimlessly trying to find something but to no avail. the dream lasted for a month, but o boy when i woke up only an hour has passed... i felt even more tired when i woke up, but couldn't sleep....
so one week later in real life... which was yesterday, i tried the experiment again. sure enough i got really long weird dreams this time and i remember it clearly.
i got back into the same scenario as before. but for strange reasons, i had to go to a place that only mrt can go to. so i took mrt with timo and richard. i changed train to go the western-most station in singapore (it had a much more exotic name than boon lay, i forgot what), there i met timo and richard who told me they were going to the same place as well. as usual, i fell asleep. then i fell asleep, then woke up to find that i was in a place called alaska(an mrt station, btw), which was kinda cold, and was strangely the terminal station on the different line. then i took a taxi back to the interchange and saw timo and richard there giggling. then i took the same train again, making sure i did not fall asleep, and was constantly chatting with them. then just before i reached the destination, they disappeared again and i found myself in alaska. brr. i froze and woke up.
then i found myself in a freezing cold classroom. the teacher was teaching a lesson thats b4 reccess. luckily she didn't notice me, and when we were dismissed she pulled me aside and told me to hand up my work. i said i'll hand up tomolo then i rushed to canteen. on the way i said hi to lois. then i met 2 basketballers who joined mr tan's club. one guy swept the other and he fell. then he haraied me on concrete ground and i flew, but when i landed i did not get injured. but when i woke up i found mrs chan sc staring at me. then we were sent to the office.
then i found myself in a queer luxurious place. i was told by lock hong quan that if i buy something for him he asks for i get access to the funky big place. so i told him about my predicament and he said, "if you wonder if you are in a dream, hold your breath. if you dun find urself getting breathless, you're dreaming. to get out of the dream, hold your breath longer." just like alice in wonderland, it sounded logical. then i asked, "wouldn't i die if i do that?" "true, but your brain will die, then you'll be unable to have dreams and thus u'll have escaped from it." coolio. so, he asked for something that can only be found in a place reachable by bus. but i had no money, so i asked him for some, and he gave.
then, i boarded a bus, and noticed the raffles judokas and primary school chiobus were also in it. it was a really long ride. somehow, i forgot the 'quest' and spent the money screwing around, late finding out that i had just enuff money to buy the stuff i needed to get. so without thinking, i bought the stuff and had no money to go back. so i had to walk back. when i found lock hong quan, he accepted the item and allowed me access to the place. then my roommate found out about my predicament, he said, "noob, you should have gone to the casino to gamble to get money to come back." huh? i asked, "what if i lose?" "then hold your breath, go back to the save point and gamble until you win. thats what i did." i was like WTF???
then i woke up.
to find myself in my bed. finally.
i checked the clock. 3 hours have passed. it was a 4 day long dream....
moral of the nonsense story is, if you want to wake up feeling fresh and energetic, turn off FF music before you sleep.
probably the only thing i gained was that i got to see what the primary school chiobus look like in my imagination.
it later occurred to me, my dreams reflect what i am thinking of. this time, my dreams tell me about my fears. in my train dream: fear of loneliness. in my school dream: fear of disciplinary actions. in my funny quest dream: fear of having no direction in life.
i notice that my fear of darkness, my fear of heights, my fear of pain etc. were not reflected in my dream, no matter how hard i try to recall.
indeed. i am lonely. i have deadlines to meet. and i have no ambition. and it is all within my control.
but i am still scared. too many a time i want to find someone to talk to...but they dun seem to want to. those who want to, it is either they put me up too high, or they put me down too low. i have much to say about my interest in electronics. i am hopeless in soccer and games. but people of my age dun seem to share this with me. huang lu seems to be more concerned with the pracitcal side of electronic, while i'm more theoritical. alwyn seems to be more concerned with the theoritical side(which i think is far too technical for me to derive) of universal physics, while i'm more concerned with the classical side. the jcs patronise me for my lack of understanding in their respective specialised fields, the teachers probably think i'm arrogant and show-off for querying the oversimplification i suspect of.
i fell lonely, even though there are people i'm talking to, playing with and chatting to all along. but somehow, i feel i have to falsify something in order to live. deep down, i'm a humble show-off, something that sounds contradicting, but its what describes me.
hah. passion for science. indeed. its just something for me to show off. its the only thing i can be good at, the only thing i can show off. i wouldn't want to let go that my only source of pride so easily. this is not easy in ri. everyone is smart. you give him a formula and 2 days to figure out, he will. there are 100+ geps. they are fucking clever. give him two formulae, 1 week to figure out, and he'll understand it better than you and tell you the practical significance them when combined.
i sound arrogant. thats because i am. maybe it's wrong, but thats me.
so people ask me, "so your ambition is to be a scientist, eh?" i really have no idea. i have no ambition. so why should i do my homework?
perhaps that sounds lame. i dunno. but thats what i think.
nobody would find it impressive if you get good marks for CA, seriously. people who copy dishearten me. perhaps i'm not honest, but i don't copy. i've never copy unless the subject rep force me to. i'll rather get zero than copy. copiers get gpa 3.4. they get gpa 3 if they sleep through their cts.
i'm not opressed.
but i'm not free either.
i'm lonely.
i tested it. and i was wrong. i fell asleep all the same. but thats considering it was a wednesday, i took drowsy pills, had a good dinner, and was mugging calculus. i think if u do all that there is no way u carn sleep unless u tie your hair to the ceiling.
so i was wrong. i had really queer dreams though. i dreamt that there is an mrt line that cuts from the live firing area all the way to bugis. this means that the entire singapore is mrt linked. somehow, there never seemed to be bright daylight... at noon the ambience was like 7.30 in the morning, then other times it felt like dusk.
so in th dream i dunno why but i felt like some idiot in ff9, running around aimlessly trying to find something but to no avail. the dream lasted for a month, but o boy when i woke up only an hour has passed... i felt even more tired when i woke up, but couldn't sleep....
so one week later in real life... which was yesterday, i tried the experiment again. sure enough i got really long weird dreams this time and i remember it clearly.
i got back into the same scenario as before. but for strange reasons, i had to go to a place that only mrt can go to. so i took mrt with timo and richard. i changed train to go the western-most station in singapore (it had a much more exotic name than boon lay, i forgot what), there i met timo and richard who told me they were going to the same place as well. as usual, i fell asleep. then i fell asleep, then woke up to find that i was in a place called alaska(an mrt station, btw), which was kinda cold, and was strangely the terminal station on the different line. then i took a taxi back to the interchange and saw timo and richard there giggling. then i took the same train again, making sure i did not fall asleep, and was constantly chatting with them. then just before i reached the destination, they disappeared again and i found myself in alaska. brr. i froze and woke up.
then i found myself in a freezing cold classroom. the teacher was teaching a lesson thats b4 reccess. luckily she didn't notice me, and when we were dismissed she pulled me aside and told me to hand up my work. i said i'll hand up tomolo then i rushed to canteen. on the way i said hi to lois. then i met 2 basketballers who joined mr tan's club. one guy swept the other and he fell. then he haraied me on concrete ground and i flew, but when i landed i did not get injured. but when i woke up i found mrs chan sc staring at me. then we were sent to the office.
then i found myself in a queer luxurious place. i was told by lock hong quan that if i buy something for him he asks for i get access to the funky big place. so i told him about my predicament and he said, "if you wonder if you are in a dream, hold your breath. if you dun find urself getting breathless, you're dreaming. to get out of the dream, hold your breath longer." just like alice in wonderland, it sounded logical. then i asked, "wouldn't i die if i do that?" "true, but your brain will die, then you'll be unable to have dreams and thus u'll have escaped from it." coolio. so, he asked for something that can only be found in a place reachable by bus. but i had no money, so i asked him for some, and he gave.
then, i boarded a bus, and noticed the raffles judokas and primary school chiobus were also in it. it was a really long ride. somehow, i forgot the 'quest' and spent the money screwing around, late finding out that i had just enuff money to buy the stuff i needed to get. so without thinking, i bought the stuff and had no money to go back. so i had to walk back. when i found lock hong quan, he accepted the item and allowed me access to the place. then my roommate found out about my predicament, he said, "noob, you should have gone to the casino to gamble to get money to come back." huh? i asked, "what if i lose?" "then hold your breath, go back to the save point and gamble until you win. thats what i did." i was like WTF???
then i woke up.
to find myself in my bed. finally.
i checked the clock. 3 hours have passed. it was a 4 day long dream....
moral of the nonsense story is, if you want to wake up feeling fresh and energetic, turn off FF music before you sleep.
probably the only thing i gained was that i got to see what the primary school chiobus look like in my imagination.
it later occurred to me, my dreams reflect what i am thinking of. this time, my dreams tell me about my fears. in my train dream: fear of loneliness. in my school dream: fear of disciplinary actions. in my funny quest dream: fear of having no direction in life.
i notice that my fear of darkness, my fear of heights, my fear of pain etc. were not reflected in my dream, no matter how hard i try to recall.
indeed. i am lonely. i have deadlines to meet. and i have no ambition. and it is all within my control.
but i am still scared. too many a time i want to find someone to talk to...but they dun seem to want to. those who want to, it is either they put me up too high, or they put me down too low. i have much to say about my interest in electronics. i am hopeless in soccer and games. but people of my age dun seem to share this with me. huang lu seems to be more concerned with the pracitcal side of electronic, while i'm more theoritical. alwyn seems to be more concerned with the theoritical side(which i think is far too technical for me to derive) of universal physics, while i'm more concerned with the classical side. the jcs patronise me for my lack of understanding in their respective specialised fields, the teachers probably think i'm arrogant and show-off for querying the oversimplification i suspect of.
i fell lonely, even though there are people i'm talking to, playing with and chatting to all along. but somehow, i feel i have to falsify something in order to live. deep down, i'm a humble show-off, something that sounds contradicting, but its what describes me.
hah. passion for science. indeed. its just something for me to show off. its the only thing i can be good at, the only thing i can show off. i wouldn't want to let go that my only source of pride so easily. this is not easy in ri. everyone is smart. you give him a formula and 2 days to figure out, he will. there are 100+ geps. they are fucking clever. give him two formulae, 1 week to figure out, and he'll understand it better than you and tell you the practical significance them when combined.
i sound arrogant. thats because i am. maybe it's wrong, but thats me.
so people ask me, "so your ambition is to be a scientist, eh?" i really have no idea. i have no ambition. so why should i do my homework?
perhaps that sounds lame. i dunno. but thats what i think.
nobody would find it impressive if you get good marks for CA, seriously. people who copy dishearten me. perhaps i'm not honest, but i don't copy. i've never copy unless the subject rep force me to. i'll rather get zero than copy. copiers get gpa 3.4. they get gpa 3 if they sleep through their cts.
i'm not opressed.
but i'm not free either.
i'm lonely.
Monday, January 10, 2005
"The greens would make us believe the world is small, that it is delicate and we are destroying it. I've watched their ranks swell to overflowing and heard their voices grow to a thunder. And still, there is something I know deep in my heart. They are wrong. The world is not delicate. It is strong. It is robust, it is alive, teeming with life and we are a part of it. We are not destroying the world. In fact, we are not affecting it in the smallest part."
quoted from 'http://mitosyfraudes.8k.com/Ozone.html'
i am seriously at a loss for words...
quoted from 'http://mitosyfraudes.8k.com/Ozone.html'
i am seriously at a loss for words...
Sunday, January 09, 2005
lessons i've learnt:
jimr's physics and scientific reasoning is good, but not good enough to risk a leg to confirm their validity.
if someone declines an offer then in a split second accepts it, he'll most likely screw it up on purpose.
sacarsm doesn't work well on lillian tan.
neither does humor. she probably thinks only people of equal or higher authority than her is funny.
sometimes using saracasm on authority yields good results, but thats when they don't know you are being sarcastic.
quotes: "bob....... can he fix it? ........ yes he can! "
if you do RE on the subject ppl dunno about, you won't get great grades, but u wun fail either.
birthday wishes do come true.
bleach makes the the lifespan of gis significantly shorter. esp when u soak them for 3 days continuous.
jimr's physics and scientific reasoning is good, but not good enough to risk a leg to confirm their validity.
if someone declines an offer then in a split second accepts it, he'll most likely screw it up on purpose.
sacarsm doesn't work well on lillian tan.
neither does humor. she probably thinks only people of equal or higher authority than her is funny.
sometimes using saracasm on authority yields good results, but thats when they don't know you are being sarcastic.
quotes: "bob....... can he fix it? ........ yes he can! "
if you do RE on the subject ppl dunno about, you won't get great grades, but u wun fail either.
birthday wishes do come true.
bleach makes the the lifespan of gis significantly shorter. esp when u soak them for 3 days continuous.
Saturday, January 01, 2005
hello i am back from china and malaysia.
day 1 in china:
travel. thats it. first time on aeroplane. wheeeeee. seat was small. food wasn't good. then had lunch in guangzhou airport. food wasn't good. and it was expensive. then took another airplane to wuhan. wuhan is a cool place. it has quite a large proportion of farms but it is strangely hazy and polluted. wuhan food is spicy. not as spicy as sg food though, but spicy enough to make one worried about the next training. especially since we know we're gonna get thrashed. ys and yanjun were making a fake china accent, and basically amused quite a lot of ppl.
in the bus 4 ppl at the back (me mitch, jimr and alwyn) were making so much noise tt eng was pissed. (alwyn shouted "chen shui bian wan4 sui4!")and when eng is pissed ppl get scared cos when he's pissed he's scary. makes sense?
okay, test time! how do you say "spoon" in madarin?
easy rite? tang1 shi2 rite?
wrong! china ppl call spoon "shao2 zi" or "tiao2 gen1".
then we din like veggie. so we played zhong ji mi ma(jugde think of number between 1-100. other people try not to say the number. judge will shrink the range accordingly)to make ppl eat them. (veggie isn't bad enuff to use cai quan...no funky sauce lah)
hotel was good. toilet cistern screwed up though. so in order to flush must take off cistern cover, pull the chain, put back cistern cover, then wash hands.
jimr passed me to train digimon. becos u have to shake the digimon back and forth 36 times in 10 seconds to train it, you need energy to accelerate and decclerate the digimon. so to save energy, i used my hip to deccelerate the digimon and my hand to accelerate it. it turned out that it looked kinda ...erm...queer.
day 2:
morning PT in cold weather. didn't do much, but hardly anybody knew what he jiao lian wanted us to do... so we ran a bit, sprinted a bit, jumped a bit, tts it. but then i didn't really want more cos my lungs felt weird because it was cold and dry.
after breakfast we trained ourselves under eng cos wuhan just disbanded their judo team.
after tt shopping. we went to see guns. i bought a nice pistol, but weixiang bought a nice big gun. this instigated everyone to buy a bigger gun. while ppl bought big guns, he bought bigger guns. and then it was set: weixiang had the biggest gun. the following night we have judo vs gym. judokas only showed them pistols, so they humchi only bought pistols. then on the day of judo vs gym, judokas thrashed gym.
then we trained with hubei team. those ppls' strength were crazy. its like they let u u might throw them, but if they want you to get thrown u confirm get thrown. pwnage man pwnage.
randori in chinese is called "shi2 zhan4". sounds damn cool cos if u directly translate it means "real combat". nagewazi randori is "tou2 ji4 shi2 zhan4" , newaza randori is "qing3 ji4 shi2 zhan4". cool yah?
armlocks: guan1 jie2 ji4 (d.t : joint technique)
kena armlock: pie3
chokes: jiao3 ji4 (d.t : entangling technique)
lapel: zhi2 men (d.t : straight door?)
collar: ling3
sleeve: xiu4 zi
seoi nage: bei4 fu4 tou2 (back carry throw?)
uchimata: nei4 gu3 (inner reap)
forgot the rest. there was harai goshi, osoto gari, tai otoshi, ouchi gari, but i 4got wad they're called.
oh and we learnt how to unhook. damn...why wasn't garry there?
in between there was a street with lots of shops. clothing shops, shoe shops, ornament shops, music cd shops. yuck. i HATE shopping for garments. especially since i'm given 1 and half hour to shop for garments. yuck.
can't follow ys/bryan/timo/martin cos they'll definitely be shopping for clothes. mitch/jimr/wx confirm shop for music cds. (mitch is obsessed with sun yan zi) so i followed lincoln... he's less extreme. so as we walked along the street their were ppl who would pull u into shops. here i'll translate what the people puller and lincoln said:
"hey do u want to buy some addidas/nike/rebok clothing and shoes?"
"erm, i dun really need them..."
"its okay, just come and look, it's okay if you don't buy them, just take a look!"
"erm..."
"they are going really cheap!"
"err...yah let's see."
"follow me!"
then the guy took us to a v small shop that sells nothing that can be sold: bathing scrubs, sponges, towels, socks, hair pins, then we walked further in, into something like their kitchen(inside was really dirty, with a few burly guys), then he opened the door to a hidden room full of branded clothing deep inside, and we went in, feeling kinda uneasy. then 3 big guys came in and closed the door(!).
lincoln bought 2 shirts for 170 yuan. he tried to bargain to 150, but not successful. then we walked out and when we walked far he said "DAMN CHEAP!!! oh my god..."
oh and there was this funny small shop that sold game pc and console cds, and had a small escalator upstairs...if u didn't pay attention you might not really notice it. then when we went up then we found ourselves in a bookstore 4 times the size of kino. (if u dunno what i'm tokking about, i mean that we landed ourselves in a rather...big bookstore) it has games cds, computer stuff, uni textbooks, guidebooks, art books, children books... lots of stuff. it really makes us wonder why such a big bookstore has to be hidden within a small shop.
now about the cruise.
i think it was pretty much a waste of time. the fog was really so thick that there wasn't much to see. and the rooms were small. toilets were stinky.
oh and there were magazines with suggestive looking covers on sale in the cruise ship. alwyn and yanjun wanted but didn't dare to buy them. i told alwyn that i'll buy one from the counter and sell to him at double price. he agreed. and i really bought it. and he bought it from me. earned 10 yuan. it was all words and few black white pics. and he was reading it out loud in my room, and i called ppl to come in and listen. so timo, jimr, me, yanjun, ys, timo, mitch, lincoln(not sure if he was inside), martin, junhan(for a v short while), were in my room listening to alwyn read yellow magazine. alwyn read out "my first time"(rather generic), "cybersex", "how i raped my university teacher"(slightly more descriptive, explained some 'stances').
then he bought 10 more... with a military magazine to cover the top. so he spent 130 yuan on mags in all. and he lent the best(according to him, i just thought it had the most suggestive looking cover but didn't probe further) to jimr. and jimr was reading with a blanket on.
after the cruise alwyn threw all his magazines away. aww... thats $26 wasted on mags.
then we came back to wuhan and i bought a machine gun... then lincoln got his first try on it. the sound was damn scary... but it's actually weaker than weixiang's mp5. but it fires at 8 shots per second! when it was fully loaded, lincoln went to ys' room and knocked the door. ys just finished shitting and opened the door b4 zipping up his pants and lincoln unloaded all the 32 bullets on ys. ys dropped his pants and ran and covered himself up in the blanket.
the scary sound atracted a lot of attention and soon lincoln's room was filled with people. lincoln lied tt it is 400 yuan and in a far away place so tt ppl wun try to buy it. i actually bought it for 130 yuan at the nearby mart.
more later.
day 1 in china:
travel. thats it. first time on aeroplane. wheeeeee. seat was small. food wasn't good. then had lunch in guangzhou airport. food wasn't good. and it was expensive. then took another airplane to wuhan. wuhan is a cool place. it has quite a large proportion of farms but it is strangely hazy and polluted. wuhan food is spicy. not as spicy as sg food though, but spicy enough to make one worried about the next training. especially since we know we're gonna get thrashed. ys and yanjun were making a fake china accent, and basically amused quite a lot of ppl.
in the bus 4 ppl at the back (me mitch, jimr and alwyn) were making so much noise tt eng was pissed. (alwyn shouted "chen shui bian wan4 sui4!")and when eng is pissed ppl get scared cos when he's pissed he's scary. makes sense?
okay, test time! how do you say "spoon" in madarin?
easy rite? tang1 shi2 rite?
wrong! china ppl call spoon "shao2 zi" or "tiao2 gen1".
then we din like veggie. so we played zhong ji mi ma(jugde think of number between 1-100. other people try not to say the number. judge will shrink the range accordingly)to make ppl eat them. (veggie isn't bad enuff to use cai quan...no funky sauce lah)
hotel was good. toilet cistern screwed up though. so in order to flush must take off cistern cover, pull the chain, put back cistern cover, then wash hands.
jimr passed me to train digimon. becos u have to shake the digimon back and forth 36 times in 10 seconds to train it, you need energy to accelerate and decclerate the digimon. so to save energy, i used my hip to deccelerate the digimon and my hand to accelerate it. it turned out that it looked kinda ...erm...queer.
day 2:
morning PT in cold weather. didn't do much, but hardly anybody knew what he jiao lian wanted us to do... so we ran a bit, sprinted a bit, jumped a bit, tts it. but then i didn't really want more cos my lungs felt weird because it was cold and dry.
after breakfast we trained ourselves under eng cos wuhan just disbanded their judo team.
after tt shopping. we went to see guns. i bought a nice pistol, but weixiang bought a nice big gun. this instigated everyone to buy a bigger gun. while ppl bought big guns, he bought bigger guns. and then it was set: weixiang had the biggest gun. the following night we have judo vs gym. judokas only showed them pistols, so they humchi only bought pistols. then on the day of judo vs gym, judokas thrashed gym.
then we trained with hubei team. those ppls' strength were crazy. its like they let u u might throw them, but if they want you to get thrown u confirm get thrown. pwnage man pwnage.
randori in chinese is called "shi2 zhan4". sounds damn cool cos if u directly translate it means "real combat". nagewazi randori is "tou2 ji4 shi2 zhan4" , newaza randori is "qing3 ji4 shi2 zhan4". cool yah?
armlocks: guan1 jie2 ji4 (d.t : joint technique)
kena armlock: pie3
chokes: jiao3 ji4 (d.t : entangling technique)
lapel: zhi2 men (d.t : straight door?)
collar: ling3
sleeve: xiu4 zi
seoi nage: bei4 fu4 tou2 (back carry throw?)
uchimata: nei4 gu3 (inner reap)
forgot the rest. there was harai goshi, osoto gari, tai otoshi, ouchi gari, but i 4got wad they're called.
oh and we learnt how to unhook. damn...why wasn't garry there?
in between there was a street with lots of shops. clothing shops, shoe shops, ornament shops, music cd shops. yuck. i HATE shopping for garments. especially since i'm given 1 and half hour to shop for garments. yuck.
can't follow ys/bryan/timo/martin cos they'll definitely be shopping for clothes. mitch/jimr/wx confirm shop for music cds. (mitch is obsessed with sun yan zi) so i followed lincoln... he's less extreme. so as we walked along the street their were ppl who would pull u into shops. here i'll translate what the people puller and lincoln said:
"hey do u want to buy some addidas/nike/rebok clothing and shoes?"
"erm, i dun really need them..."
"its okay, just come and look, it's okay if you don't buy them, just take a look!"
"erm..."
"they are going really cheap!"
"err...yah let's see."
"follow me!"
then the guy took us to a v small shop that sells nothing that can be sold: bathing scrubs, sponges, towels, socks, hair pins, then we walked further in, into something like their kitchen(inside was really dirty, with a few burly guys), then he opened the door to a hidden room full of branded clothing deep inside, and we went in, feeling kinda uneasy. then 3 big guys came in and closed the door(!).
lincoln bought 2 shirts for 170 yuan. he tried to bargain to 150, but not successful. then we walked out and when we walked far he said "DAMN CHEAP!!! oh my god..."
oh and there was this funny small shop that sold game pc and console cds, and had a small escalator upstairs...if u didn't pay attention you might not really notice it. then when we went up then we found ourselves in a bookstore 4 times the size of kino. (if u dunno what i'm tokking about, i mean that we landed ourselves in a rather...big bookstore) it has games cds, computer stuff, uni textbooks, guidebooks, art books, children books... lots of stuff. it really makes us wonder why such a big bookstore has to be hidden within a small shop.
now about the cruise.
i think it was pretty much a waste of time. the fog was really so thick that there wasn't much to see. and the rooms were small. toilets were stinky.
oh and there were magazines with suggestive looking covers on sale in the cruise ship. alwyn and yanjun wanted but didn't dare to buy them. i told alwyn that i'll buy one from the counter and sell to him at double price. he agreed. and i really bought it. and he bought it from me. earned 10 yuan. it was all words and few black white pics. and he was reading it out loud in my room, and i called ppl to come in and listen. so timo, jimr, me, yanjun, ys, timo, mitch, lincoln(not sure if he was inside), martin, junhan(for a v short while), were in my room listening to alwyn read yellow magazine. alwyn read out "my first time"(rather generic), "cybersex", "how i raped my university teacher"(slightly more descriptive, explained some 'stances').
then he bought 10 more... with a military magazine to cover the top. so he spent 130 yuan on mags in all. and he lent the best(according to him, i just thought it had the most suggestive looking cover but didn't probe further) to jimr. and jimr was reading with a blanket on.
after the cruise alwyn threw all his magazines away. aww... thats $26 wasted on mags.
then we came back to wuhan and i bought a machine gun... then lincoln got his first try on it. the sound was damn scary... but it's actually weaker than weixiang's mp5. but it fires at 8 shots per second! when it was fully loaded, lincoln went to ys' room and knocked the door. ys just finished shitting and opened the door b4 zipping up his pants and lincoln unloaded all the 32 bullets on ys. ys dropped his pants and ran and covered himself up in the blanket.
the scary sound atracted a lot of attention and soon lincoln's room was filled with people. lincoln lied tt it is 400 yuan and in a far away place so tt ppl wun try to buy it. i actually bought it for 130 yuan at the nearby mart.
more later.
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