Right now it’s me, in front of my brand new mac which (or who actually) has just turned 24 hours old if it were said to be born the moment I laid my grimy hands onto its luscious lusty white exterior. Sometimes I wonder if things had feeling too, and wondered if the mac was happy for me to be its owner (it’s quite terrible you know, you are known as “Big Fat Smiles”, not a very nice name to be called. But my iPod and thumbelina is also called that, too bad for them *oops*). But if things had feelings, I would never wanted to be a toilet bowl brush (think of your head being dipped into detoxifying excrete from like over who-knows-how-many-individuals) or the sole of a trekking shoe (imagine being in the heart of Bukit Timah and it just rained, everything being muddy and all).
So yup, I’m first typing this entry now on Pages with the 30 Day Trial. I already ordered the software (plus the mighty mouse) online and they told me it would arrive on 1st June. (I ordered on Sunday) Then, when I was at school on Monday Afternoon, they came. Wow, so much for 1st June.
So I didn’t manage to get my mighty mouse plus iWork. I don’t mind not having iWork (since I have 30 more days) but I can’t not have a mouse! A mouse is essential! A netizen and graphic artist of my calibre cannot work with a trackpad (although the MacBook trackpad is pretty good, haha)
Still getting adjusted to Pages though- hope I can pull it off without having to troupe to the Apple Store getting the office:MAC in the end. The very reasons why I wanted to use iWork because it was faster on an Intel Mac and I kinda always fascinated the idea of doing away with Office. I can’t however, the ghost is always haunting me. I still have various Microsoft softwares on my com.
So yea, it’s really very fast- took me only 26 sec to start up- that’s only to the user page though, to your desktop will probably take another 10 plus seconds, not bad for a 13” lapmate. The music play really good on inboard speakers- or maybe its my own lack on speaker judgment to to judge the quality of sound but I think its quite good already. All Mac OS X and iLife Apps work blazingly fast- running Firefox (Universal), MSN, iTunes, Downloading 3 programes, iPhoto and Photo Booth didn’t cause one bit of lagging. Haven’t done ay intensive Photoshop an InDesign yet so that is yet to be seen. Not very optimistic about that though- still silently awaiting my CS3.
So yup, my review is damn mainstream, very cliche. Basically, I think the MacBook is a pretty good buy- except for the graphics card- that the only barrier to many avid Creative Suite People (with the intel chips too!)
Bye for now!
*entry was written on 30th may, was delayed till TODAY.

So yup, I’m first typing this entry now on Pages with the 30 Day Trial. I already ordered the software (plus the mighty mouse) online and they told me it would arrive on 1st June. (I ordered on Sunday) Then, when I was at school on Monday Afternoon, they came. Wow, so much for 1st June.
So I didn’t manage to get my mighty mouse plus iWork. I don’t mind not having iWork (since I have 30 more days) but I can’t not have a mouse! A mouse is essential! A netizen and graphic artist of my calibre cannot work with a trackpad (although the MacBook trackpad is pretty good, haha)
Still getting adjusted to Pages though- hope I can pull it off without having to troupe to the Apple Store getting the office:MAC in the end. The very reasons why I wanted to use iWork because it was faster on an Intel Mac and I kinda always fascinated the idea of doing away with Office. I can’t however, the ghost is always haunting me. I still have various Microsoft softwares on my com.
So yea, it’s really very fast- took me only 26 sec to start up- that’s only to the user page though, to your desktop will probably take another 10 plus seconds, not bad for a 13” lapmate. The music play really good on inboard speakers- or maybe its my own lack on speaker judgment to to judge the quality of sound but I think its quite good already. All Mac OS X and iLife Apps work blazingly fast- running Firefox (Universal), MSN, iTunes, Downloading 3 programes, iPhoto and Photo Booth didn’t cause one bit of lagging. Haven’t done ay intensive Photoshop an InDesign yet so that is yet to be seen. Not very optimistic about that though- still silently awaiting my CS3.
So yup, my review is damn mainstream, very cliche. Basically, I think the MacBook is a pretty good buy- except for the graphics card- that the only barrier to many avid Creative Suite People (with the intel chips too!)
Bye for now!
*entry was written on 30th may, was delayed till TODAY.

There's this weird sensuos feeling inside me. Somehow I want to write something very arty farty, literature-ish, meaningful, solemn in this entry but I kinda don't know what to write. Even the title field is not filled.
But this shall be a timeless piece, and should be one of those entries which should succeed all others should even Big Fat Smiles fail to get updated one day. This entry shall be (almost) eternal, sticking onto readers' subconcious minds even if they choose to forget this beautifully written mighty work of literature.
Of course that would be quite a decent thing to happen. I'll try, but theres only a less then 1per cent chance.
This entry is significant because it could be the last entry that I will type majorly on a PC. I have been writing Big Fat Smiles mostly on PCs since March 2005 and it has been more than a year. Apart from 1 to 2 entries, the rest are PC Made.
Which brings me to the point where I might start to place a Made on a Mac icon on my blog. All these is happening because the MacBook 2.0GHz 1GB RAM 60GB HDD will be arriving in my trembling hands tomorrow.
Await I tell myself, but the anxiousness is really growing out of hand.
Currently reading: The Portrait by Iain Pears
Was pretty costly but I was hooked onto it in my first read.
But this shall be a timeless piece, and should be one of those entries which should succeed all others should even Big Fat Smiles fail to get updated one day. This entry shall be (almost) eternal, sticking onto readers' subconcious minds even if they choose to forget this beautifully written mighty work of literature.
Of course that would be quite a decent thing to happen. I'll try, but theres only a less then 1per cent chance.
This entry is significant because it could be the last entry that I will type majorly on a PC. I have been writing Big Fat Smiles mostly on PCs since March 2005 and it has been more than a year. Apart from 1 to 2 entries, the rest are PC Made.
Which brings me to the point where I might start to place a Made on a Mac icon on my blog. All these is happening because the MacBook 2.0GHz 1GB RAM 60GB HDD will be arriving in my trembling hands tomorrow.
Await I tell myself, but the anxiousness is really growing out of hand.
Currently reading: The Portrait by Iain Pears
Was pretty costly but I was hooked onto it in my first read.
At 12 plus, I was staring at the TV screen. Sweating. Profusely. My palms- wet. Goosebumps- alive. Hair- standing. Each time, disappointment overcame my senses, as that man walked up to the podium, reciting the number of votes for each constituency.
I was feeling the same amount of nervousness (thought not sweating that hard *ahem*) each time the teachers, like gods, walked into the classroom, deciding our fates. Giving mercy marks, marks that were due to mistakes not given, more or worst, takes away *echo away away away echo* marks.
I survived, just like how 12 survivors for the past 12 Seasons survived 39 days of crazy island life, just like how Destiny's Child and Clay Aiken sang songs and somehow survived.
I was like them... and enought of this emokrap. I shall announce, like that secretary, deciding the fate of the various parties...
Shouts: Where's my podium?!
*Brings podium*
The tweaked Subject names are courtesy of My-Resonance.BlogSpot.Com who has moved on to The-BildungsRoman.BlogSpot.Com.
The Business Language A1
Elementary Counting B4
Scientific Studies A2
Our Native Tongue B3
Historical Studies A1
Fancy English Literature A1
Fine Arts A1
Quite suprised at the outcome of my Science and History. Now in a dilemma on whether to take Geog or Hist next year. Planning on taking Lit tho...
SMILES!
I was feeling the same amount of nervousness (thought not sweating that hard *ahem*) each time the teachers, like gods, walked into the classroom, deciding our fates. Giving mercy marks, marks that were due to mistakes not given, more or worst, takes away *echo away away away echo* marks.
I survived, just like how 12 survivors for the past 12 Seasons survived 39 days of crazy island life, just like how Destiny's Child and Clay Aiken sang songs and somehow survived.
I was like them... and enought of this emokrap. I shall announce, like that secretary, deciding the fate of the various parties...
Shouts: Where's my podium?!
*Brings podium*
The tweaked Subject names are courtesy of My-Resonance.BlogSpot.Com who has moved on to The-BildungsRoman.BlogSpot.Com.
The Business Language A1
Elementary Counting B4
Scientific Studies A2
Our Native Tongue B3
Historical Studies A1
Fine Arts A1
Quite suprised at the outcome of my Science and History. Now in a dilemma on whether to take Geog or Hist next year. Planning on taking Lit tho...
SMILES!
Its yet another holiday. Time to stay home and just slackingly place your legs on that oh so comfy footstool, sit down and watch StarWorld while eating home-deliveried MacDonalds (6777 3777). All of a sudden, a gory operation scene pops out from Grey's Anatomy and you spit your drowned-in-saliva peppery chicken wing on to the cardboard box and the liquid just seeps through the flimsy material onto your fingers which is supporting them.
Okay, that's all for my krappy nonsensical MaryPoopins Poppins paragraph which pretty much sums up my glorious "much needed" (hope you got your PhD in Sar-ca-sm) break AKA TO-day =)
I'm really enjoying church life now, somehow I seem to be able to connect with these people, unlike the past where everything was just a painting in a gallery. Light shining and so fantabulously beautiful but still, just, a painting.
Tomorrow is results day. Everything will be revealed, the nakedness, ugliness, desolateness, hopelessness- like an old woman, crying for her death of her precious son who fought bravely in the Santa Cruz massacre against the Indonesians Militias.
In short: I don't want to see my results *snaps fingers*
I know myself okay, I will fail Maths and Science. I will pass Chinese by a mark. And the rest of them will just receive a B3 (AKA BASTARDIC 3).
How to hell am I supposed to face reality? I might even get kicked out of dear old Victoria.
Okay, maybe that's too much on the melacholic melodrama side, but still! I don't expect beautiful papayas after not watering them for who knows how long. I bet my papayas will turn saggy and ugly. And I will just be a mainstream hoi poilloi, living my senseless life. Without exhilaration, excitement and the mac. I will be pathetic, probably working as the worst insurance agent who cannot even sell a single policy.
All because of my poor old woman like SA results.
*falls and cries*
Our YFC project just met with another obstacle. I think I'm gonna end my life.
As John Cheo says, "Teen ANGST".
ARG.
And my beautiful, volumptous, fantabulous, incredulous, glossy screened MacBook won't arrive in Singapore till 3-4 weeks later! So said AppleCentre@Orchard. *toot* Why? Because they need approval from the local wadever agency. Can I say *toot* again? Ok. *toot*
I'm ending here. After writing everything out. I realise out sad my life is. I really should stop blogging and "always look on the bright side of life" then whistle some silly whistle although I really can't whistle.
*tries to whistle but fails* *toot*
Oprah does seem encouraging... Grey's Anatomy has cheered me up...
I think my life is sunny again. TV is now my drug=)
P/s If you're swayed about the Da Vinci Code which opens nationwide today, please drop me an email about your pathetic predicament. Because the Bible is a reliable source of doucments written down by eye-witnesses during the lifetime of other eye-witnesses reporting supernatural events which took place in fulfillment of specific prophecies which proved to be divine rather than human in origin.
Betcha can't say anything now can you?
Ha!
Okay, that's all for my krappy nonsensical Mary
I'm really enjoying church life now, somehow I seem to be able to connect with these people, unlike the past where everything was just a painting in a gallery. Light shining and so fantabulously beautiful but still, just, a painting.
Tomorrow is results day. Everything will be revealed, the nakedness, ugliness, desolateness, hopelessness- like an old woman, crying for her death of her precious son who fought bravely in the Santa Cruz massacre against the Indonesians Militias.
In short: I don't want to see my results *snaps fingers*
I know myself okay, I will fail Maths and Science. I will pass Chinese by a mark. And the rest of them will just receive a B3 (AKA BASTARDIC 3).
How to hell am I supposed to face reality? I might even get kicked out of dear old Victoria.
Okay, maybe that's too much on the melacholic melodrama side, but still! I don't expect beautiful papayas after not watering them for who knows how long. I bet my papayas will turn saggy and ugly. And I will just be a mainstream hoi poilloi, living my senseless life. Without exhilaration, excitement and the mac. I will be pathetic, probably working as the worst insurance agent who cannot even sell a single policy.
All because of my poor old woman like SA results.
*falls and cries*
Our YFC project just met with another obstacle. I think I'm gonna end my life.
As John Cheo says, "Teen ANGST".
ARG.
And my beautiful, volumptous, fantabulous, incredulous, glossy screened MacBook won't arrive in Singapore till 3-4 weeks later! So said AppleCentre@Orchard. *toot* Why? Because they need approval from the local wadever agency. Can I say *toot* again? Ok. *toot*
I'm ending here. After writing everything out. I realise out sad my life is. I really should stop blogging and "always look on the bright side of life" then whistle some silly whistle although I really can't whistle.
*tries to whistle but fails* *toot*
Oprah does seem encouraging... Grey's Anatomy has cheered me up...
I think my life is sunny again. TV is now my drug=)
P/s If you're swayed about the Da Vinci Code which opens nationwide today, please drop me an email about your pathetic predicament. Because the Bible is a reliable source of doucments written down by eye-witnesses during the lifetime of other eye-witnesses reporting supernatural events which took place in fulfillment of specific prophecies which proved to be divine rather than human in origin.
Betcha can't say anything now can you?
Ha!
This post might sound emo and very blurred. Like as if you're in a haze and can't see where you're going- like the memory of that Potions teacher in Harry's 6th year. Oh yarh, it's Slughorn. This is because I enjoy protecting the privacy of individualistic individuals in a different way and not putting a fake name in.
Ahem, this post is not suppose to be funny.
It has dawned on me that I have cooped out a lot of stuff in me. I had never had the channel to blurt all this blardy shit out and apparently (APPARENTLY?!) forgot that I had a B-L-O-G blog. And that I could express my individualistic self (though hopefully not hurting anyone's feelings) on my blog. So here are my RANTS.
I feel tired. I feel like I don't belong. I really thank god that sometimes friends that didn't really know that well in the past have come to know me better and that I can rely on them. It's almost like a planned timeline, that when another friend (or group of friends) fail on me, I have a backup- in a more positive sense though. It's like I am the centre of a flower, if one petal falls, I still have more.
So, right, I really thank god for them.
I'm still frustrated about the fallen petal though. Really, I really am. It seems like sometimes I'm doing everything that I can do. And when someone else is doing another thing that I'm suppose to be helping with, and then chidding that person that we're not up to task, I am looked in a different eye- like Mad Eye Moody.
And it's like, YES, I admit I am overbearing at times and the chidding above mentioned can become more than just a chidding, but still. I'm concerned. I really am.
I don't know what has brought us to this.
It's like a lady breaks her pearl necklace. And these 2 guys are picking them up. Then, A picks all that he can, but B just can't find more to pick and B's hands are only half full. Therefore, A spots more in another corner and tells B to pick them up but B gives A the "you're not doing anything" look and kinda like backstabs A.
I'm a clear minded person, I don't judge people that easily, especially people whom I have known for very long.
This is from my point of view, and this is what it SEEMS like. Please, if you're reading this, tell me YOUR story. After all, we're always the heros in our points of views.
I'm tired, I really am.
I NEED HELP. Fast.
Ahem, this post is not suppose to be funny.
It has dawned on me that I have cooped out a lot of stuff in me. I had never had the channel to blurt all this blardy shit out and apparently (APPARENTLY?!) forgot that I had a B-L-O-G blog. And that I could express my individualistic self (though hopefully not hurting anyone's feelings) on my blog. So here are my RANTS.
I feel tired. I feel like I don't belong. I really thank god that sometimes friends that didn't really know that well in the past have come to know me better and that I can rely on them. It's almost like a planned timeline, that when another friend (or group of friends) fail on me, I have a backup- in a more positive sense though. It's like I am the centre of a flower, if one petal falls, I still have more.
So, right, I really thank god for them.
I'm still frustrated about the fallen petal though. Really, I really am. It seems like sometimes I'm doing everything that I can do. And when someone else is doing another thing that I'm suppose to be helping with, and then chidding that person that we're not up to task, I am looked in a different eye- like Mad Eye Moody.
And it's like, YES, I admit I am overbearing at times and the chidding above mentioned can become more than just a chidding, but still. I'm concerned. I really am.
I don't know what has brought us to this.
It's like a lady breaks her pearl necklace. And these 2 guys are picking them up. Then, A picks all that he can, but B just can't find more to pick and B's hands are only half full. Therefore, A spots more in another corner and tells B to pick them up but B gives A the "you're not doing anything" look and kinda like backstabs A.
I'm a clear minded person, I don't judge people that easily, especially people whom I have known for very long.
This is from my point of view, and this is what it SEEMS like. Please, if you're reading this, tell me YOUR story. After all, we're always the heros in our points of views.
I'm tired, I really am.
I NEED HELP. Fast.
What will people think,
When they hear that I’m a jesus freak?
What will people do when they find that it’s true?
I don’t really care if they label me a jesus freak,
There ain’t no disguising the truth.
When they hear that I’m a jesus freak?
What will people do when they find that it’s true?
I don’t really care if they label me a jesus freak,
There ain’t no disguising the truth.
-DC TALK
I'm a Jesus Freak!
Crazy frog music kinda entry (AKA CRAP)
0 Comments Published by wengkeong on Tuesday, May 09, 2006 at 8:20 AM.
Lots of things to say over the pass few days but my fingers seem to be disconnected from my brain- dancing in their happy little world. Like lost children, unknowing, unable.
So yeps, pretty sad with the General Elections 2006 results. Thought Singaporeans would know better- only 2 seats belonged to the Opposition. Guess I can say bye bye to not paying GST for my rice and lower bus fares now! Humph!
Chiam and Low still in their respective places- where their suppose to be. Really admire them sometimes, like crazy bulls charging to this big humongous and kinda ugly ship. And what do we Singaporeans do? Vote against them. Lalalala...
PAP is still in charge of my constituency (which in case you don't know is the BIGGEST constituency in Singapore). Well, at least we're going to have a new hospital, and "a new park that's gonna be bigger than Sembawang park"- wouldn't count on that. And hopefully lift upgrading though our lifts our stop on all floors.
My block's lift is the DONG YANG brand. And it has been vandalised into DONKEY YANG because of its idiotness (when you're on the 5th floor, the the lift on the 13th floor comes to pick you up instead of the one on the ground floor) and lao tai po speed.
Sigh, and I am a really bad student. I procastinate like seow. In fact, every time I procastinate I fell the same on what Sian Ying said about procastination (its kinda interesting- go to quarternote.blogspot.com and browse through her archives to find out what she said. No time for me to find out for you larh! I'm busy procastinating). However, the next day, I still procastinate.
I'm a slacker king man.
Sorry that I'm not linking you people up. I'm procastinating =)
Oh, and Mac Rumors, AppleInsider and ThinkSecret each claim that the 13" Macbook is to be released TOMORROW. Please Steve Jobs, I cannot take another heart attack.
So yeps, pretty sad with the General Elections 2006 results. Thought Singaporeans would know better- only 2 seats belonged to the Opposition. Guess I can say bye bye to not paying GST for my rice and lower bus fares now! Humph!
Chiam and Low still in their respective places- where their suppose to be. Really admire them sometimes, like crazy bulls charging to this big humongous and kinda ugly ship. And what do we Singaporeans do? Vote against them. Lalalala...
PAP is still in charge of my constituency (which in case you don't know is the BIGGEST constituency in Singapore). Well, at least we're going to have a new hospital, and "a new park that's gonna be bigger than Sembawang park"- wouldn't count on that. And hopefully lift upgrading though our lifts our stop on all floors.
My block's lift is the DONG YANG brand. And it has been vandalised into DONKEY YANG because of its idiotness (when you're on the 5th floor, the the lift on the 13th floor comes to pick you up instead of the one on the ground floor) and lao tai po speed.
Sigh, and I am a really bad student. I procastinate like seow. In fact, every time I procastinate I fell the same on what Sian Ying said about procastination (its kinda interesting- go to quarternote.blogspot.com and browse through her archives to find out what she said. No time for me to find out for you larh! I'm busy procastinating). However, the next day, I still procastinate.
I'm a slacker king man.
Sorry that I'm not linking you people up. I'm procastinating =)
Oh, and Mac Rumors, AppleInsider and ThinkSecret each claim that the 13" Macbook is to be released TOMORROW. Please Steve Jobs, I cannot take another heart attack.
I have found my twin! Well, probably not my twin but more of someone you will see in WhoLivesNearYou.Com. Haha, yeps, ran into a Sec1 Victorian at Bishan MRT today and he stays in Khatib. That is just 3 stops nearer to VS than me. WOW.
Oswin had just swanned me today that I have not been updating my blog recently. I swanned him back by saying he had not to his too. Guess what? He confessed that he had quitted blogging. Let me tell you folks: you can NEVER quit blogging. It is like Cancer, even after operation, the cells still live in you. In a more positive sense of course=)
So one daymy prince will come Oswin will start blogging again!
How much you wanna bet?
One million? Crazy arh, Oswin is not worth that much.
Oops. Sorry.
So the world is in social life hibernation now- since the Mid Years are here and Victoria being a "premiere" school and such. But NO! I still see Victorians happily chatting, eating, drinking as per norm! I hear people going LAN and such! What a suprise!
Actually all these are the results of our Stress Management videos and programs larh. Nothing to worry about!
End.
(LOL, If you notice this post is a little cheesy and hyper and stupid and not-suppose-to-read-but-you-read and lame and gross and waste-of-time, I am trying to relieve my stress you gundu! Why am I living in such a CRUEL society?Hail Mary God save us!)
Oswin had just swanned me today that I have not been updating my blog recently. I swanned him back by saying he had not to his too. Guess what? He confessed that he had quitted blogging. Let me tell you folks: you can NEVER quit blogging. It is like Cancer, even after operation, the cells still live in you. In a more positive sense of course=)
So one day
How much you wanna bet?
One million? Crazy arh, Oswin is not worth that much.
Oops. Sorry.
So the world is in social life hibernation now- since the Mid Years are here and Victoria being a "premiere" school and such. But NO! I still see Victorians happily chatting, eating, drinking as per norm! I hear people going LAN and such! What a suprise!
Actually all these are the results of our Stress Management videos and programs larh. Nothing to worry about!
End.
(LOL, If you notice this post is a little cheesy and hyper and stupid and not-suppose-to-read-but-you-read and lame and gross and waste-of-time, I am trying to relieve my stress you gundu! Why am I living in such a CRUEL society?
