The External Agent
Saturday, June 17, 2006
  Oops, Sudden Realisation
Haha, I just realised that I haven't update this blog since... forever? Close.

Something to mention... I have another blog, where I mostly post my works of fiction and pseudo-fiction. The thing to be noted here is that I prefer (strangely enough) to write stories than to simply converse via blog posts. But I don't mind writing, if there were people listening. There isn't, usually, but I don't mind.

For courtesy's sake: www.livejournal.com/~Andropovka

Go read it. The stories are not really arranged, and some are actually fanfiction... But check out the pseudo-fiction. Partly real-life and partly fiction, my imagination runs wild...
 
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
  Also on the 27th... the Tragedy Never Ends
Also on the 27th...

Other misadventures on the first day of NJC enrichment week…

8:00am, Arts Education Programme B, East-West Gumbo!

Generally, a presentation of dances in early America, ranging from the Cakewalk, Lindy hop, early disco, tap-dancing and any number of Afro-Anglo variations through the ages. Two lady dance instructors came by from YMCA Singapore to demonstrate the Lindy hop.

I hope never to see such a sight again in my life. Or, more realistically, hope to have more mental preparation before seeing someone my mum’s age dancing so violently. I feared for the dancers, who might have popped a hip at the speed of those turns and jumps. A very remarkable demonstration, them being dressed in tasseled dresses, bob haircuts with glittering headbands, dancing jaw-droppingly spectacular and utterly embarrassing moves. The dresses were short. They had a slit allllll the way up here and they were doing split and jumps as if their mothers wouldn’t somersault in their graves. And… and … they were my mother’s age! That’s bloody old!

And so, to help them make the concept of dancing the violent Lindy Hop more acceptable to the rest of the sedentary NJCians, I volunteered to go onstage to learn a few of the more decent moves. Big, plucking mistake.

Upon standing on stage, I felt my knees quiver, despite vigour in my breast. I had neglected my past history of stage fright. To make things even worse, the sub-zero air conditioning, of which I had been grateful for, gave me cramp.

Not singular. Plural.

Cramps. Both legs. Cramped.

Bloody pshitting hell. And I was supposed to dance that?

And then we did some moves which involved leg lunges, leg crossing, jumping and splitting, leg movements...

I almost died.

I tottered offstage after the damage was done and didn’t manage to walk properly for the rest of the day. I think I strained both legs. And it doesn’t help the fact that I had a hip-hop lesson later that night, one run by a slave-driving, overly flexible commando. I’m not kidding. The dance instructor is really a commando. SAF-trained. You can even use him as an anatomical model to see all the muscles. ( interesting to look at, but not my type.) But we’ll get to that later.

At around 3:00 pm, there was a ‘How to Enhance Your Body Using Lingerie’ talk.

I seriously signed up for it because I wanted to see the discipline mistress talk about that. I’m not kidding. She is notorious in school for being a stickler for decent dress and school rules. I suppose you have to, being the discipline mistress and all that. She’s nice, but can give a hell of a scolding (and punishment) when the situation calls for it. And she used to be a body-builder/tracker or something like that? Gosh. Talk about a colourful history! Who would miss the discipline mistress giving a talk on lingerie?

But then, as fate would have it, she was just in charge of the talk. The actual presentation was given by this two ladies from Triumph International. The lecture theatre was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. And a nervous giggle. And the paranoid turning of neck to see if any guys were sneaking in. (Was thinking of trying to sneak a classmate in, but I wouldn’t risk the wrath of the D.M.) Turns out I didn’t pay so much attention to the talk as I did trying not to swallow loudly in the silence.

Seriously, the boating course was so much more interesting. But damn, I think I missed some useful tips there… Young girls like us must learn how to attract the opposite species. Seriously. If humans weren’t sexually inclined, there wouldn’t be a problem of overpopulation, what’s more us? And I am 18. And as crudely as I can put it, as horny as a hormone-charged female can possibly be, being absolutely obsessed with sex. But thankfully, logic stays my hand. I AM A REASONABLE CREATURE. But still a creature obsessed. (winks)

Tips (Which may embarrass guys, but that's their own fault if they want to read about Lingerie)

Beachwear

If your top is bigger than your bottom... Wear a padded top which covers the sides of your assets. Match top and bottom patterns or colours.
If your bottom is bigger than your top...Wear a padded patterned top with a plain bottom. Also, bottoms should preferably cover the hips, i.e. not low slung as this attracts attention to the lower regions.

Daily wear

Best colour for all clothes... Skin tone colouring. White is a mistake as it stands out more under a white shirt.
To avoid pantylines... Wear a g-string (o___O)
To wear halter-necks or various cuts... Ask the saleslady. They have cuts for no straps, single strap, halter neck and etc.




Arrrrgh. I can't remember. Nevermind.
 
  NJC Enrichment Week, An Ominous Start
27th March

Yesterday was the start of the NJC enrichment week, in which all the students get to sign up for courses that have absolutely no relevance to academia, for the mere fun of it.

I went for a Boat handling course, and thus now know how to tell the front from the back in daylight, and how to tell the front from the back in pitch darkness. And it’s not called the front and back. It’s called the bow and the stern. And at least I won’t run aground on coral/rocks, and if we ever capsize (through utterly no fault of my own) I would have been driving sensibly in a place in which we can be rescued or be swept to shore, notably not gallivanting around like some foolhardy idiot who fancies the thought of reenacting Lost, Survivor and all the other tragedies that involve a ship, sinking, handsome and beautiful survivors and probably cannibalism.

Note to self: Avoid entering the water at all cost when in the vicinity of known natural reserves of marlin (a whacking huge fish with a wickedly sharp, long snout), sharks ( also whacking big fish with a toothy grin) and barracuda ( surprise, surprise, speedy, big whacker with razor-sharp pearly whites). Why humans are constantly presented with a friendly nip, this is something my curiosity can remain unsatisfied about.

What I have learnt... (straight from the notes)

Glossary of Boating Terms

Bow: Front of vessel
Stern: Back of vessel
Aft: At or near the stern (back)
Forward: Towards/near the bow (front)
Ahead: In front of the vessel
Astern: Behind the vessel
Knot: A speed of 1 nautical mile (1.8 km) per hour
Underway: Not at anchor, not made fast to shore, not run aground (or in other words, still. Must satisfy all of above conditions)
Port: The left, when facing forward (or, the alcoholic beverage )
Starboard: The right, when facing forward
Wash: Waves created by the vessel’s passage when moving (also the command when in charge of the dishes, laundry and dog)

Vessel Parts

Bow: The front
Quarter: The part before the stern
Anchor: Weight
Anchor cable: Strong chain attached to both vessel and weight ( also, not attached to one idiot.)
Gunwale: The upper edge of the vessel’s sides
Hull: The body of the vessel
Freeboard: The height of the hull above the water
Draught: The depth of the hull in the water (or entire of ship when sunk)
Helm: The steering wheel
Wheelhouse: Enclosed structure containing the wheel, compass and controls
Flying bridge: Open area above the wheelhouse, usually fitted with a secondary wheel and other controls (unfortunately also the area, when faced with an abrupt stop, the launching point of flight. No misnomer.)

External Aids to Navigation

Buoys: Floating markers anchored with chains ( can also be said with a sigh and a roll of eyes)
Beacons: Conspicuous fixed markers
Lighthouse: House, with a particularly strong, er… light.

Types of Buoys and Beacons

Lateral: Port Hand Marks ( red, cylindrical can), Starboard Hand Marks (green, conical pillars)
Isolated danger: Black and red horizontal bands with a black double sphere topmark
Safe water: White and red vertical stripes with a single sphere topmark
Special: Yellow with a single yellow cross topmark (X) ( obviously notable for something but to find out without getting nasty surprises such as pufferfish affections, refer to a navigational map)

Important Lighthouses ( within Singapore waters)

Raffles Lighthouse: South of Pulau Senang ( White light, flashing 3 every 20 sec)
Sultan Shoal lighthouse: Western Anchorage ( White light, group flashing 2 every 15 sec)
Bedok Lighthouse: Laguna Park ( White light, flashing 1 every 5 sec)

*Flashing, not exposing nor streaking. Also no naked lighthouse keepers. Usually.

Important Restricted Islands

Pulau Senang, Pulau Pawai, Pulau Sudong: Southern Islands, SAF Live Firing Areas ( anything is a target, no kidding.)
Pulau Tekong: SAF Training Area. Largest offshore island. Restricted by SAF Regulations but not under Port Regulations
Pulau Brani: PROHIBITED. Naval Base. Shoot on sight.
Pulau Seraya: Part of Jurong Island, largest power station. Very prominent due to 3 towering chimneys with strobe lights (obviously not meant for disco.)

Unrestricted Islands

Pulau Sebarok: Fuel Storage Depot. Caution to be exercised when anchoring due to marine pipelines.
Pulau Tekukor: (nothing notable. Small. Don’t run aground.)
Pulau Serangoon: Designated mooring for barges and local fishing trawlers
Pulau Seletar: Designated area for water sports

Sound Signals

* = short blast of 1-2 sec
_ = long blast of 4-6 sec

Note: Intervals of not more than 2 min

* : Altering course to starboard
_ : Altering course to port
_ : Vessel making way
_ _ : Vessel underway
_ _ * : Overtaking on starboard side
_ _ * * : Overtaking on port side
_ * * : Dangerous vessel making way ( or dangerous driver making his own way)

Light Signals (on vessels)

2 white lights: Vessel at anchor
2 red lights: Vessel not under command (mechanical failure)
2 red, 2 white lights: Vessel run aground
1 red, 1 white lights: Vessel engaged in fishing

The More Important Rules for Avoiding Collisions at Sea

Rule 9:
A vessel proceeding along the course of a narrow channel or fairway shall keep near to the outer limit of the channel or fairway which lies on her starboard side as is safe and practicable.

Rule 13:
Any vessel overtaking another shall keep out of the way of the vessel being overtaken.

Rule 14:
When 2 vessels are meeting at reciprocal courses so as to incolves the risk of collision, shall each alter course to starboard (right) so that they pass each other on their port side.

Rule 15:
When 2 power-driven vessels are crossing so as to involve the risk of collision, the vessel which has the other on her starboard (right) side shall keep out of the way, and if possible, avoid crossing ahead of the other vessel.

Rule 16:
Every vessel shall take early and substantial action to keep well clear of another vessel

Rule 18:
A power-driven vessel shall keep clear of:
a) a vessel not under command (mechanical or human failure)
b) a vessel restricted in her ability to maneuver
c) a vessel engaged in fishing
d) a sailing vessel (wind-powered)


Traditional Wisdom Sparingly Dispensed

Do not make out in parks along the Singapore coastline, despite it being pitch black and deserted. The Singapore Coastguard patrols the coastline 24-7 with infrared detectors to spot objects in the water in pitch blackness, examples being buoys, illegal immigrants and other thingummies. More often than not, the detectors are turned towards the shore, where officers have the doubtful privilege of seeing enough action to make a Karma Sutra.

Pirates do not (usually) wear eye-patches, have parrots, wooden legs and go "Yarrr! Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of RUM!" Despite what Johnny Depp has to say about it. The normal ones come under the cover of night, wear women’s stockings over their heads and tote enough firepower to puncture you, the ship and other puncturable objects. Go figure. As long as they outnumber you, hey, it’s anybody’s game. Target are usually smaller (and hence, richer ) pleasure craft.

The Navy (not pointing fingers at any country in particular, really! I have full trust in the Republic of Singapore Navy. C’mon, my dad’s in the Navy. ) can be pirates, or at least, whacking bullies in their own right. Some military vessels, commandeered by corrupt naval officers may stop you from entering the territory even though you have every right to do so. Passage may be bought with (rubs fingers together). Safe passage with military escort against pirates may also be arranged. Worst case is that you pay to not be harassed by the navy. Hey, this is the real world.

There are sharks in Singapore waters, along with many unpleasant inhabitants. White-tip shark, which may grow up to 7 m in length, live in the waters around the islands. So when you’re down there, beware. Also present are stonefish (poisonous spines), pufferfish (also with spines, but with an inflatable option.), jellyfish and numerous other denizens of the under…water.

Watch out for the racers! Oops! Generally, young hotbloods like to line up their jetskis and have a street race on the open water. Usually spotted by their characteristic bottom-in-air positions, please refrain from sadistic impulses to run one over. Instead, have mercy and pity for their rashness, for they live such short, short lives.

Avoid having a argument with a more expensive craft. Larger pleasure crafts can reach US six, seven figures. Imagine losing that argument. Or even better, imagine losing that argument in court.

If interested in getting a Power/Pleasure Craft Driving License (PPCDL), contact CPT (NS) Jon, Singapore Powerboat Association at 9-6892857 ( as recommended by a Mr. Ducro)

 
Monday, March 06, 2006
 
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messy, tough, disorganized, fearless, not rule conscious, likes the unknown, rarely worries, rash, attracted to the counter culture, rarely irritated, positive, resilient, abstract, not a perfectionist, risk taker, strange, weird, self reliant, leisurely, dangerous, anti-authority, trusting, optimistic, positive, thrill seeker, likes bizarre things, sarcastic
 
  Trait Snapshot: as of 7th March 2006
( continuous from test)

secretive
reclusive
messy
disorganized
introverted
unassertive
rarely worries
dislikes large parties
does not like to fit in
does not need to control others
solitary
ambivalent about chaos
tough
leisurely
does not respect authority
not aggressive
observer
abstract
impractical
dislikes leadership
daydreamer
bizarre
does not make friends easily
not a perfectionist
suspicious
rarely irritated
strong physical instincts
unsympathetic at times
risk taker
submissive
weird
sarcastic
strange
 
 
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Stability (70%) high which suggests you are very relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic..
Orderliness (23%) low which suggests you are overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense too often of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.
Extraversion (33%) moderately low which suggests you are reclusive, quiet, unassertive, and secretive.
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Thursday, November 24, 2005
  In Retrospect
The year is ending.

Yet, it is not a complete failure.

How remarkable.

I expected worse.

You can't be a pessimist and set goals of glory at the same time. Your mind will resign and shut down.

Hip hooray.
 
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
  For mrere fun and no more
Your Brain's Pattern
Your mind is a firestorm - full of intensity and drama.Your thoughts may seem scattered to you most of the time...But they often seem strong and passionate to those around you.You are a natural influencer. The thoughts you share are very powerful and persuading.
What Pattern Is Your Brain?
 
Thursday, September 15, 2005
  Back from the Dead and into Reality
Sometimes I wonder whether being a dumb animal is better than being a human. When you're human, you hear all the news about the damn world being flooded by meltwater, some country far off getting bombed by terrorists who abhor their guts, the politicians in your country complaining about the dire state of the country's toilets...

To add on the wonderful list of benefits, there is still the unending and ultimately useless information glut that we have to practically memorise in order to be ensured as safe and secure job in the not so near future, for the mere reason that as job pretty much covers everything you need for your survival. AND even that may not be certain.

Yes, maybeing being a dumb animal is much better. But then, any pessimist may predictably quote the use of animal testing, the shrinking of natural reserves and the inhumane cruelties inflicted on poor dumb animals by the perfectly wonderful, intelligent, moralistic and higher (just higher) humans.

Maybe it is altogether better not to exist. But then religion dictates( or at least Christianity and Catholism) that there is no spiritual salvation if you were never born a human.

So where does that leave us?

In the unknown, back against a wall, facing the expanse of infinite darkness.
 
Monday, June 20, 2005
  I'm Lookin' at You, Girl
Parlez Vous Desire?

What is it that we all want?

After an action-filled disappearance, I am sad to say I have forgotten many of the particularly embarrassing things that have happened to me over the last three weeks of holiday.

Or have I?

Vaguely Interesting Fact #1
Held a class reunion on the first week, Italian pasta and dishes. About 6 people turned up. I am distraught. After all that effort trying to cajol the classmates, a poor response for a epic goal.
Thus, in revenge, I thoroughly enjoyed myself.

So there. We had fun without you. Pffbt.
Lol.

Vaguely Interesting Fact #2

Beixi tells me that she is more mature.

If your response is :

A: (Like my mum) "Eh? So what, she's more mature then." You are destined to become like your mother, out of touch and just SIMPLY NOT GETTING IT!

B: (Like dear old Shuhui ) " BEIXI tells YOU that SHE is more MATURE?! BEIXI?!" You are my soulmate, my old friend, my sworn sister, my countrywoman.

And so, friends, sisters and countrywomen; lend me your eyes.


Vaguely Interesting Fact #3

I harbour a deep disgust towards males who are:

a. Under twenty. Or in the case of the Singaporean male, under thirty. They have no maturity.

b. Are reliant on their parents. Such males have no shame.

c. Play computer games and extol its virtues.

d. Do not assist in housework.

And to all such males, I say to thee: FIE FIE, AWAY FROM ME!


Vaguely Interesting Fact #4

I have been interrogated by my dear old friends as to who resides in my highest ideal, who is this mysterious person who appears in the posts of my nearly-defunct blog.

Who is it, I wonder? Who, who?

I have described him to Jade, or in actual fact, she twisted the truth from my lips. I can't tell an outright lie and keep a straight face. It is my only failing. I can't lie all that well. Sigh.

Here is the gist of the conversation (or what I remember of it):

Is he tall?

Uh.... not really..... About 1.7m- ish

Is he a mugger?

Uh... no I don't believe so... just does his work constantly... I think.

Is he outspoken?

Yes. A definite yes. He can't sing though. It was rather horrible.

Is he active?

Uh... in what sense? School? Generally? I guess so.

Is he sporty?

OOooh yes. Yesyesyes.

So he's in a sports cca?

No. Can imagine so, though. Performing arts.

Choir?

No!

Drama?

No.

Dance?

Yes.

Chinese Dance?

NO. Argh. Western dance.

Western dance? Like as in ballet? Ballroom?

No. More like hip-hop, that sort of thing.

Is he tanned?

Yes. :D

Where does he live?

In the HCI hostel.

So he's the independant sort?

:) Yes.

So he live v. far from NJC?

Bet your boots.

Don't tell me he's a China PRC Scholar.

NO WAY IN HELL. Absolutely not. Those people have no lives. And I can't understand super-fast chinese.








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