just something i thought of for finding out if u are suffering from parkinson's: brilliant, i know. early detection does make a sizeable difference, you know. and its simple, all u need is some 'zui gui' or water cake. u know, those white wheat cakes with fried 'cai po' on top, ya. okok so u'll need some of that and a plastic spoon.

yea so firstly, use ur plastic spoon and cut 1 zui gui into 2, ya so if u are able to visualize it properly, u'll get a semi-circle. now impale the half-of-a-zui-gui with ur plastic spoon in one hand. and hold it by the spoon in ur right hand, with ur elbow resting on a plane surface. now observe if the zui gui wobbles.

if it doesn't, carry out the same procedures on ur other hand. if still no wobbling occurs, dun be too relieved, parkinson just has yet to inflict his wrath on u. BUT if the zui gui wobbles, u've joined the ranks of ppl carrying the parkinson's trademark zui gui wobble!

si-eh sian.. ytd my com just shut down for no apparent reason. it just turned off while i as toiling over the a math 5 year series. doing halfway then i heard a 'click', turned to my com then saw that the screen was blank with the words 'NO SIGNAL'. i'm like huh? wth. processor lost its trademark low pitched murmur emitted from the cooler fan.

anyway so i'm now computerless which is pissing me off, damn badly. cos now i'm forced to hop round from my brother's computer to my other brother's com to my dad's computer i'm using now to type out this post, depending on its vacancy. anyway ya, playing songs on my dad's com thru' my ipod.. and realise his sound system's horrible, sound card.. its all the sound card.

okay that's like contradictory to my earlier post, where i ruminated abt how such stuff is insignificant.. but ya. haha. seems so near, prelims in 6 wks and O's in 12. but what am i doing abt it? erm.. nothing.

have the official passing over ceremony this sat. have yet to draft my speech. and now i realised i have to do that without a com. -_-

just finished reading half-blood prince. masterful piece. anguish. couldn't concentrate on the last chapter, because my mind kept going in circles uncontrollably. revisiting the impactful scenes in the previous chapter. great read. sad though how ginny had to end. resigned to the fact that bk7 won't be until one or two good years, i hope i'll be able to chuck the emotions, to prevent thoughts from revolving through my head. now everytime i listen to james blunt, it'll remind me of harry potter. because i'd been listening to him throughout my read of the book.

the past week, especially during and after movie magixs, i'd been reflecting and thinking about a great deal of stuff. mostly on friendship, and how it is so unfortunately questionable. and also kinship, and the complications of it. priorities and how ppl know too well the importance of certain things, but yet allow other stuff to shroud himself. unable to distinguish that certain things that may seem to be 'not to be missed' are but actually really insignificant.

sometimes peering at life in macro form, would really allow one to judge effectively the importance of certain things.

what is it then, that last episode of drama serial, that made u bitch with ur sibling when he wanted to watch something else. or that momentary lost of internet connection, that made ur curse and swear at your service provider. or even the inability to join ur friends for supper simply because ur parents wanted u home by 9.30, that made u nurse a burning hatred for them. or even, or even, not being able to go for that christian concert because of major exams. WHAT are these when life is taken and examined the way a cheek cell is.

yes, we all experienced situations like those, we all felt that they meant so much at that point of time, too much to forgo. too much to sacrifice, too important in our perspective. that sometimes leads to hurt that was never ever worth it from the beginning. but then we look at them from a wider perspective of life, and realise they really are worthless.

i would continue to blabber on abt my reflections on kinship and friendships.. but that would bring my short post to a length readers won't fancy. the confusions and contradictions that muddle the line of friend and foe. the non-existent attempt to refute sin the ability to hurt, that often inteprets as a badmouth by a friend of another, in the context of friendship. and as much as we detest such actions, we then reflect and realise we ourselves at some point or another have done so or thought of doing so, becoming hypocrites ourselves.

this post was never meant to go anywhere, but provoking thought in others and straightening out my own - though ending the post here, the latter has yet to be so.

'And still i hold your hand in mine, in mine when i'm asleep'

next time remind me to never take caffeine.. i start feeling sick. nauseant even. alot of work to do.. prelims in 6 weeks or so. on one hand i'm feeling abit anxious, but yet the post-midyears syndrome's making me think i could step off the gas a little. weird.

the overnight cycling was incredible. left the house at 11.00, to meet dennis at bedok. managed to get there in 30+ minutes. then we set off for bishan. not surprisingly the traffic at that hour was still present. wasn't too bad we reached j8 at 12.45am.. rather quick, considering we were taking our time with it.

crashed j8, went to the 7-eleven to get supper: noodles. the original idea was to get to bishan park, which was further up from j8, and hang out there for awhile b4 we continued our journey. but then we decided to just continue from j8. Head south-west to west coast park.. by then there was close to no traffic. saw this transexual alone, along this rather dim stretch; rather suggestive situation. quite hot, but her man-shoulders simply gave her, or rather him, away. oh and the fact that he had to use that much make-up to conceal goodness knows what.

travelled down lornie rd, which led to a series of other roads. consulting the map again, we sort of realised we missed a turn and were heading east, moving further away from west coast. we then decided that we might as well head for sentosa and use the beach there. the thing we weren't too sure abt was how we were going to get through at this hour. so anyway we headed there. the pathway across was under-construction. so we simply sped pass the gantry, hoping not to be noticed, but dennis said te guard was staring at us.

anyhow, we raced through the causeway and entered sentosa. stashed a map and navigated our way to siloso beach. was quite a distance. crash shangri-la hotel. koped one of those nice big pool towels, showered and konked off on those deck chiairs around the pool.. lol, we then woke up to see ppl in their swimwear..

the thing abt cycling is that after all that fun.. u still have to ride all the way back, for me, pasir ris. slept int he afternoon, and i still feel limp. shall go slp now - again.

anyone kind enough to buy sincity tics for me.. you'll have to be 21 urself.. or anyone know any theatres that are damn lax on the age entry, pls do drop a note. jessica alba. must watch sin city.. must. oh of cos have to watch fantastic 4 too.. without a doubt.

oh times like this make me agree with pravind n dennis. we're legal to have sex at 18.. but only can watch r21 shows at the age of 21. lol? damn. how to be 3 years older in a week? impossible, maybe. hmm, can try theatre hopping, or paying some stranger to get tics for u. possibilities. countless.