just another guy suffering from schizophrenia

Finally after a double-check (of semantic and syntatic) I pdf-ed it and double-backup (email and 2 harddrive sources) my word document.

Be printing it tomorrow.

Now I finally set my heart to studying.

Now relaxing a bit by watching some old video clips of pool. Can’t wait to go back to playing intensively come Saturday after exams. I got tournaments and points to catch up on… and I reckon a lot of solo practice to get back to my past standards.

Sigh. I wish I can play pool or snooker with worries again… been a long time I breathe without thinking about these 2 subjects.

Hopefully I don’t have to retake any more modules.

I not sure if it was the flu season going around, or that I just couldn’t take the stress and that affected my immune system, but I was sick yesterday. And still is as I am typing.

That is the problem with me–I just can’t spit. Perhaps I grow up despising those uncles spitting here and there that in my inner conscious I forbid myself to spit. What am I talking about? Values and Cultures? Freudian shite.

As usual I did not plan for my weekends. What is there to plan? I know I be trying to do homework and suddenly I will be out there playing pool or something. But this time is different. I am so sick now I wish I don’t need to go out…

But I have to, because I got a prize presentation to attend and worse of all I need to guide a photographer for this presentation. The whole thing starts at 1230 at some wulu area and I have to meet him at 1045 because you never know when CTE will jam the bus 857 big time.

I do not know what to do after the presentation. I wish I am healthy enuff to kick around and play some snooker with my mates but then given my current situation I better mind my body.

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Hoping for somemore of the above. Left:the runner up trophy after losing to Ben Zhang 7-3. Right: Another runner up trophy after losing upon reaching the hill 5-3… sigh.

Nowadays, homework and pool videos accompany me.

Really nice looking SW that my friend pass me to see. Hope to try one of these one day. Nice wood combos. The cost? 2000USD… and its second hand!

One of my goals this year … was to… tadaaa~ reduce my weight to 62kgs.

However, this is clearly failing.

Because everywhere I go, people told me

“YOU BECOMING LARGER!”

“你发福了!!!”

My hair-dresser that I see once every 2-3 weeks said that. The foot reflexologist that like to talk cock, says that. And I think the next auntie that never see me for 2-3 weeks will also say that.

Fiak lar.

I starting to doubt if I am ever going to regain the discipline I had as a youth. People always say that when you grow older, your discipline grows. I believe this is just the opposite for mine.

Brought some work home and the moment I finish it, its 9+ le. OMG. Feeling damn sleepy!

And I am quite pleased… beat some good players from there.

Eventually lost to Ben Zhang… one of the owners of the now defunct CNC… I didn’t play too well then and got helluva dry breaks and miss quite a few.

Along the way I was given 2 racks of handicap because I am a division 2 player… my aim this year is to get to div 1…
last 16 was given one and to be honest I should be out long time ago. My opponent jaw the last 8 and that was it… that is how cruel pool is.

Hopefully can do better next time, before I fly over to Mei Guo!

chill out with friends or go challenge some nuts at wcrc.

i think i take the latter.

I youtube-ed some YCS videos. He made a six-pack … and they are pretty scary to watch.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPMbrEMXTUk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F2tjm9EezKY&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nqU9gYCgfRI&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YNY0ToM_T6I&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WRLd9p_X0yw&feature=related

Go watch them now. Scary stuff.

I have about 3-4 days left before my American Embassy interview, and 20 days before the submission/examination of my Television Program: Scripting module. A week after that or so, I would be flying over to the “Land of Freedom and Dreams,” America.

I just finished top 16 again in Mr Ng tourney. My main target is to get promoted to Div 1 but I am getting exhausted with the way I am playing. I simply dunno what I was doing. I had a 5-3 lead over an opponent which I admire for his methodical ways of playing the game and somehow I never feel like I am going to win. This is crazy.

Like what I tell my mate Corey, sometimes I wonder if I need to find a coach or a psychiatrist. I leaning towards the latter.

I have got another few more days until Sunday to do a proper PAT matrix.

That means 7o racks of 9-ball.

I need some form of consistency in my game. At times I would be cueing this way, standing that way, stroking it hard, soft, different hand eye routines, different amt of feathering, attitude.

I think I would just need to practice hard enough so that I feel I deserve to win.

*writing in inverted pyramid format*

Team NTU Ruby snooker team would require two victories after to secure second place after SP-Club have drew on Monday, having played one more game than team NTU Ruby.

*ended*

After our 4-0 victory over HDB on Monday, we are 1 point behind SP club with 1 less game. Our remaining opponents are British Club and Seletar, while SP’s sole game left is against PSRC (Prison Sports).

Statistically, we have a very good chance to get 2nd place in Div 5. We will definitely need a convincing result against BC. This will put us 2 points ahead of SP club on equal games. The current frame difference is +18 (63-45) for SP, and +23 (63-40) for us. If we get a 8-0 victory, and provided that the competition prioritize difference over frames won, then we would require a draw at most at Seletar.

Lets look at some maths here. If SP were to win PSRC 8-0, that would mean that they are running on a +26 difference/71 total frames won. Either way, we are currently favorites to get 2nd, and more importantly, a trophy for everyone in the team playing the last time for NTU.

However, we need a good result against British Club (away) and a victory against Seletar (away game as well).

Cmon guys! Even though I can’t play, I am available everyday this week and weekend next week for training!!!

(table reproduced below for convenience sake, hope it show up well)

the HDB guys arrive very much earlier and we managed to end the whole thing really early. In short, I manage to win my first game after 2 seasons. I don’t know why. I just can’t seem to win at tournaments.

In the first frame I knock in a long red and have some chance in the blacks but can’t get a good angle to develop the pack. It ended up as a very negative game and there were not a single break more than 20 for all 3 frames. The first rack ended after he was still behind after the blue, and my cappy judged that he has mis hit the black. He wasn’t very pleased, and insist to me in the loos that given his 30-odd years of snooker, that couldn’t not be a foul. Quite honestly, I did not have a good look at the layout, but if the layout is exactly what my cappy said, its definitely a foul.

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The second frame was even more controversial in that he was bending down on a shot for one of the colors and my cappy asked, and even tapped his back, which color he is hitting. For the uninitiated, if the choice of color isn’t that obvious, the ref has the right to ask, just in case there is a mis hit.

He exclaimed rather loudly, “PINK BALL!” and hit the ball poorly. He was quite pissed off after that I managed to lose the frame on the black after playing a poor safety.

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The last frame, I was slightly more relaxed and I hit a couple of 16s and that was about it. He gave up after needing one snooker…. and I was… feeling quite emotional for being able to win at last. You always treasure things that never come easy.

I had a bit of rest on Tuesday, and yesterday… I went for my laser treatment after…. 7 months? Should be 9 months I guess. I wonder if I should continue treatment after my last session, which I am planning to go after my television and scripting class.

It will cost me $1500. My air tix are going cost me $2000. And many more for my school fees.
Crazy sia.

Blah. Tired.