Lau Seng Teck Avester
VS 2B 2007
VJC 08V14, 10S31
21st September 1993
Arrow Scout '06-'09
VJC 27th Students Council
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Hmm, my webfolio is "sort of" okay. Apparently it's themed "Art and Technology". If you really want to know the hidden meaning behind that seemingly random theme, well it's just because I like the Flyer, I like the Biennale, and I *would* like to take a break. *shifty eyes*
Okay but besides all that I think I'm doing ok. Lol. I've been seeing so many flyer images that my eyes are probably spinning. And I'm not adding background music, T.T, because Rotterdam Nation Remix sounds so unserious and funny, which a webfolio SHOULDN'T be. (fyi, that's the name of the bgm on my blog now) Oh well, my personality is at stake.















| Podcast 19 |
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| Trouble By The Riverfront |
Approx. 4.29min This is the podcast about the river (and whats inside it...). Okay, for all of you who STILL cannot get over F1, this podcast will feature a silly spin-off of F1, with your favourite teams and mess-ups last Sunday. How is that possible? Feeling like a fish out of the water? Haha. Anyway, for a more detailed explanation and a handy list and guide of the earlier podcasts, click here. |
The third book in the Hitchhiker series, which Avester is currently reading. Its genre is sci-fi and it is 199 pages long written by Douglas Adams in the 1980s. This edition is published by Picador and can be bought cheaply at Borders Parkway.
MacDonalds Chicken.Similarities with Avester, as illustrated by the next image:
Potential Conflict with Avester, as presented in the figure below:
Motive for Crime of Making Avester blog a lot of unnecessary stuff: He does not like cheese as much as Avester does.
The above information has been reviewed by Avester, after which, without him saying a single word, I have phoned the suspect and informed him of the development of this issue. After highlighting the motive and various other facts, he had this to say:
I plead not guilty
What happened next was entirely stupid. His plea was granted.
I am now out of suspects once again. Negotiating with Avester was not easy, particularly because it was short and he was MOST PROBABLY speaking in some weird metaphor which I was unable to comprehend. He said: "You're fired." After which the door slammed, making my nose very uncomfortable.
/end transmission
Oh great. Now I'm probably so confused that I'm talking and slamming doors at imaginary people. The above scenario, save for a phone call and involvement with fast foods, were purely fictitious. I would also like to thank Jacky for allowing me to use his picture and some weird and completely random information for this post. And just some more random information, nothing disastrous, catastrophic or stupid happened this weekend or any of the few days before it.

"You can be scared of everything but yourself."
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I feel like not doing anything. Which could account for this useless paragraph(s) here. And you reading this and wondering what it is doing here and why it would seem to be completely useless. Well, the truth is, if you ask me,"Stop beating around the bush! Just say what you want to say," I have nothing to say. I don't have anything I want to say. All I have is a useless paragraph explaining why I don't have anything better to do. It's because there is nothing to do, there is nothing left for ME to do. That's it, isn't it? Everything just comes crashing down and the credits roll and its the end. But you always hope there IS something more, something different. There is no "better" ending, just a bunch of different routes you take in which other people decide the most in shaping these routes. So what am I not doing anything? Why do I stay here, refusing to budge, refusing to take even the slightest bit of action besides drinking a cup of water and reading a book, neither of which would have a direct / indirect impact on the current situation right now? It's because there is nothing left for me to do. You would have thought that, after everything that has happened in today, dubbed 'by far The Second Worse Day in Semester 2 for Avester', I would have done something. I would lose control, pick up my phone and start furiously making calls, screaming around and doing stupid stuff on impulse. No. Not now. Not ever. The night before Biology EOY, I lost control. I remembered it so clearly. I knew I had to study, but all I did was just play, watch TV, walk around, and worry. Worry about everything, worried that I'm going to get hit hard by the paper, worried about every single thing that ever existed in and out of context. I promised myself that will never EVER happen again. That's why it's like that. Under the terribly wrong assumption that there is nothing left for me to do, I shall not do anything.
All of you out there. Chances are, you all would have no idea, like me, what must happen next. It's a bad generalisation, but it's only fair to say that almost all of you have an equal chance of doing something that will somehow impact my life for the next three days (I hope my prediction for this timeframe is an overestimation) At the time of typing this, October 4 2008, 12.21am, I also hope that I did not make a big mistake by typing all this.
That's all. I'm sorry if I scared you into thinking that I'm emoing, I'm sorry if the above two paragraphs have negatively impacted your life for the next three days as you try to stand aside and wonder WHAT WILL HAPPEN and you realise that you should have done something. And I'm sorry if I wasted a few minutes of your time reading this passage which you would find and realise is entirely about itself and you should have, instead, spent that time wondering why Avester ate MacDelivery for Dinner and its lack of significance to this entire thing.
And I probably should say some things. Again, I'm not scaring you into thinking I'm emoing, and neither am I scaring you into thinking that MacDonalds has added something into their chicken wings that made me so self reflective today. I shall not deny either of the above, by the way. Sometimes, you ask yourself before you sleep, "What have I done today?" I'm not really even sleeping yet, but I might as well just think about it right? What happened today? I went to school for JC2 farewell assembly and found it mildly interesting. I went to collect drainwater and test it for oxygen levels for Ms Ngerng's Geog Project. I went to parkway Borders to buy a book to keep me occupied this weekend. I tried to relax with a few rounds of Shenkuu Warrior. I ate suspiciously tasty chicken wings. And then I stopped. I asked myself a different question of higher importance. "What did I not do today?" And I realised I couldn't answer that question. No, there was nothing I wanted to do today that I didn't do. I realised that finally, the most important question, had to be "What was I expected to do today?"
There was no proper, logical answer to that question besides Eat and Sleep. Oh sure. Guess what I had for dinner. But then, above all that, what else? I know there's something else. There has to be. It is a question that won't go unanswered. It wants to be answered because a proper, logical and rational answer would be linked to it each day. But today, once again you recall "'by far The Second Worse Day in Semester 2 for Avester', I realised something. I'm not supposed to answer that question myself.
I may have ate fried chicken wings for dinner, but my goose isn't cooked yet. I will wait, and thanks for enduring this long post.

"And don't leave your self-confidence at home this time."

| Podcast 18 |
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| Kamikaze |
Approx. 4.27min This is the 18th Podcast. Now, this one is a bit different. There actually is something you can learn inside this podcast. It's funny, lame and helpful (now where did that sound familliar?) Follow the story of the wind, who is feeling sad because of what other people call him and how he manages to find confidence in himself (yes, for some reason this podcast, like the previous one is so... philosophical...) Anyway, for a more detailed explanation and a handy list and guide of the earlier podcasts, click here. |
