HIYAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
HOOOOOHAAAAHOOOOAAAAAA
我是李小龙！
截拳道是我创造的！
哈哈！
BEWARE
FISTS OF FURY INTERESTING PARTS (Fighting)
PART 1 - Bruce Lee VS Japanese School
PART 2 - Bruce Lee VS FAT Teacher
After that VS Ang Moh AND Japanese "Karate Master"
WAY OF THE DRAGON INTERESTING PART
Bruce Lee VS Chuck Norris(the actor's name)
In fact, Chuck Norris is Bruce Lee's kung fu disciple (in reality).
That's all folks.
I think I am hooked onto Bruce Lee's movies cause of the 'Legend Of Crube Lee" documentary.
The fake Bruce Lee really looked a lot like the real one - similar looks, similar bodies, similar kung fu.
haha, almost like a reincarnation.
Here's a view of the FAKE Bruce Lee -
FAKE Bruce Lee VS Noob person who dreams of defeating Bruce Lee (Bruce Lee's final match before his death)
Sorry, THIS is all.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
MY GRADE 8 EXAM PIECE
Played by a pro, Maria Joao Pires, one of the world's leading translators of Mozart's music:
She's playing my GRADE 8 EXAM PIECE
The piece - Mozart K332, 3rd movement, was played to unbelievable perfection.
The standard between her playing and mine is obviously different, especially when I falter under stress. You have to be calm while playing this piece, for there's a lot of fingerwork and running notes. Otherwise, the whole piece will be screwed. Mozart's pieces are typically easy to learn, but difficult to master.
AND MY GRADE 8 PRACTICAL EXAMINATION IS ON 15/9/09!!!!!!
Tension...tension...tension...
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
She's playing my GRADE 8 EXAM PIECE
The piece - Mozart K332, 3rd movement, was played to unbelievable perfection.
The standard between her playing and mine is obviously different, especially when I falter under stress. You have to be calm while playing this piece, for there's a lot of fingerwork and running notes. Otherwise, the whole piece will be screwed. Mozart's pieces are typically easy to learn, but difficult to master.
AND MY GRADE 8 PRACTICAL EXAMINATION IS ON 15/9/09!!!!!!
Tension...tension...tension...
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Tiger Woods
Tiger Woods' signature shots. Super pro. Unbelievable.
For your information, I got hooked onto golf after the FIRST DAY of my sabbaticals. Golf is too fun.
SIGNATURE SHOTS
YOUNG TIGER WINS BRITISH OPEN (This kid is just talented. His father was probably a pro.)
For your information, I got hooked onto golf after the FIRST DAY of my sabbaticals. Golf is too fun.
SIGNATURE SHOTS
YOUNG TIGER WINS BRITISH OPEN (This kid is just talented. His father was probably a pro.)
Monday, August 10, 2009
CIP
Hi all,
The CIP was really fun.
We went to Tahman Jurong !. I couldn't really hide my "sadness' cause I screwed up pretty badly for the ndp.
Anyway, here were our respective I/Cs for the individual blocks:
1) Ling - 154
2) Cheng Yao - 157
3) CJ - 156
4) Darrel - 155
5) Oh (including me) - 158
Oh's block, 158, was the ultimate BIGGEST and MOST NUMBER OF UNITS block.
But Ling and Darrel finished around the same time, followed by Oh (surprise, surprise), CJ and finally Cheng Yao. Cheng Yao's group was initially suffering from really really slow progress syndrome (I suspect its because the "Yi Pin and Small Boy" duo were unduly obsessed with POKEMON. MUHAHAHAHAHA.)
Our group, consisting of Oh, Adrian, Poh, Xu Yi and ME, with much help from our advisor, Kang Ming, made really good progress. More than 50% of the households willingly contributed huge stacks of magazines and newspapers. Our collection nearly filled the entire corner. Someone threw a stack of newspapers/magazines from above while we were stacking everything up. I know that none of us was the culprit. Must be one of the residents there.
Anyway, Poh found a HUGE stack of FHM magazines. Wewere contemplating about using them for STRICTLY COMMERCIAL purposes (mass distribution to a concentrated population), but decided that our plans may be inadequate. ;D
i had to run around the blocks to check the progress of the CMC members, which was quite fun and healthy, though I got a little lost in the process.
Immediately after the collection, we moved all the paper and stuff to block 157 /156 (I forgot). That was terribly tiring. There was a lot of perspiration involved here. The magazines were especially heavy (approx.10kg per stack). Adrian displayed his exceptional prowess by carrying a stack of newspapers which piled up to more than half his height.
Tha next step was to throw EVERY piece of paper into this colossal container which I believed was very smelly. Phew. This was the absolute 'funnest' part. We liked to thrust the newspapers and magazines sky-high , though a lot of them missed. In the end, there was more picking up of papers from the ground than throwing. In the process, I discovered a Malay woman who was a fan of Man United (her car had a Man U sticker on it) That was terrific.
Finally, our well-earned break. We spent loads of time at the nearby coffee shop, where I had my Hainanese chicken rice, which was not as nice and sumptuous as the one I had at the Tiong Bahru Food Centre. That one was absolutely AMBROSIA.A lot of us had fun at the public playground. A few of us did chin-ups on the supposed monkey-bars (Jinyang managed one with the 'cycling in the air' method.) Weiyang, CJ, and etc. were photographing for the CREATIVE CHINESE ESSAY we were supposed to complete over the weekends.
After that, we went home.
Maybe the cmc can organize another round of cip after the EOYs. Or maybe a trip to sentosa or somethins.
ZZZZ......
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
The CIP was really fun.
We went to Tahman Jurong !. I couldn't really hide my "sadness' cause I screwed up pretty badly for the ndp.
Anyway, here were our respective I/Cs for the individual blocks:
1) Ling - 154
2) Cheng Yao - 157
3) CJ - 156
4) Darrel - 155
5) Oh (including me) - 158
Oh's block, 158, was the ultimate BIGGEST and MOST NUMBER OF UNITS block.
But Ling and Darrel finished around the same time, followed by Oh (surprise, surprise), CJ and finally Cheng Yao. Cheng Yao's group was initially suffering from really really slow progress syndrome (I suspect its because the "Yi Pin and Small Boy" duo were unduly obsessed with POKEMON. MUHAHAHAHAHA.)
Our group, consisting of Oh, Adrian, Poh, Xu Yi and ME, with much help from our advisor, Kang Ming, made really good progress. More than 50% of the households willingly contributed huge stacks of magazines and newspapers. Our collection nearly filled the entire corner. Someone threw a stack of newspapers/magazines from above while we were stacking everything up. I know that none of us was the culprit. Must be one of the residents there.
Anyway, Poh found a HUGE stack of FHM magazines. Wewere contemplating about using them for STRICTLY COMMERCIAL purposes (mass distribution to a concentrated population), but decided that our plans may be inadequate. ;D
i had to run around the blocks to check the progress of the CMC members, which was quite fun and healthy, though I got a little lost in the process.
Immediately after the collection, we moved all the paper and stuff to block 157 /156 (I forgot). That was terribly tiring. There was a lot of perspiration involved here. The magazines were especially heavy (approx.10kg per stack). Adrian displayed his exceptional prowess by carrying a stack of newspapers which piled up to more than half his height.
Tha next step was to throw EVERY piece of paper into this colossal container which I believed was very smelly. Phew. This was the absolute 'funnest' part. We liked to thrust the newspapers and magazines sky-high , though a lot of them missed. In the end, there was more picking up of papers from the ground than throwing. In the process, I discovered a Malay woman who was a fan of Man United (her car had a Man U sticker on it) That was terrific.
Finally, our well-earned break. We spent loads of time at the nearby coffee shop, where I had my Hainanese chicken rice, which was not as nice and sumptuous as the one I had at the Tiong Bahru Food Centre. That one was absolutely AMBROSIA.A lot of us had fun at the public playground. A few of us did chin-ups on the supposed monkey-bars (Jinyang managed one with the 'cycling in the air' method.) Weiyang, CJ, and etc. were photographing for the CREATIVE CHINESE ESSAY we were supposed to complete over the weekends.
After that, we went home.
Maybe the cmc can organize another round of cip after the EOYs. Or maybe a trip to sentosa or somethins.
ZZZZ......
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Naional Day Parade - the real thing
Hi all,
The National Day Parade.
A total screw-up.
Here's the video for your "reference":
March-in:
I felt a little nervous at the start, felt a slight stomachache. The march-in was acceptable, though our arm-swing, etc. wasn't really what you'd call synchronize.
Anyway, our sedia and our dressing turned out to be quite fine - better than our previous rehearsals. That was comforting. Our baton drills, however, weren't very well finished - they weren't swift enough. There were stumbles in our contingent, but overall, it turned out to be average.
However, my fellow squadmate standing beside me - Chiran, felt unwell, and squatted down, as some of you might have observed. He later told me that he had felt a little 'giddy'. Dun know why the medics from St. John's, who were supposed to attend to Chiran, didn't do so.
We had to stand still for a long long long time while listening to the National Day Message. Fortunately, I hadn't had any flies or insects coming to me. The consequences would have been disastrous. The exact same thing happened during my earlier rehearsals.
Finally, the really screw-up part - the march-past:
March-past:
The starting of the march-past was ok. But I THOUGHT I heard the band playing at a different pace. Then I began to screw-up. I desperately tried to adjust to the pace, with my arms bent (I'm not supposed to bend my arms) I screwed up totally, causing the people behind me to screw-up too.
I remembered hearing the laughter and jeering from the rest of the school. Sigh. I felt really really bad.
Just hope that I won't screw up for future parades. It's a really bad experience. But it teaches me to remain steady in criticial situations, and to PRACTICE, PRACTICE, AND PRACTICE.
Cheers (ironic)
Zhu Cheng
The National Day Parade.
A total screw-up.
Here's the video for your "reference":
March-in:
I felt a little nervous at the start, felt a slight stomachache. The march-in was acceptable, though our arm-swing, etc. wasn't really what you'd call synchronize.
Anyway, our sedia and our dressing turned out to be quite fine - better than our previous rehearsals. That was comforting. Our baton drills, however, weren't very well finished - they weren't swift enough. There were stumbles in our contingent, but overall, it turned out to be average.
However, my fellow squadmate standing beside me - Chiran, felt unwell, and squatted down, as some of you might have observed. He later told me that he had felt a little 'giddy'. Dun know why the medics from St. John's, who were supposed to attend to Chiran, didn't do so.
We had to stand still for a long long long time while listening to the National Day Message. Fortunately, I hadn't had any flies or insects coming to me. The consequences would have been disastrous. The exact same thing happened during my earlier rehearsals.
Finally, the really screw-up part - the march-past:
March-past:
The starting of the march-past was ok. But I THOUGHT I heard the band playing at a different pace. Then I began to screw-up. I desperately tried to adjust to the pace, with my arms bent (I'm not supposed to bend my arms) I screwed up totally, causing the people behind me to screw-up too.
I remembered hearing the laughter and jeering from the rest of the school. Sigh. I felt really really bad.
Just hope that I won't screw up for future parades. It's a really bad experience. But it teaches me to remain steady in criticial situations, and to PRACTICE, PRACTICE, AND PRACTICE.
Cheers (ironic)
Zhu Cheng
NDP Rehearsal 3 - Wednesday 2
Hi all,
Finally,
Our final rehearsal.
PHEW.
THE SAME THING. LOLOLOLOL.
Our first two rounds were better than our last two rounds, as commented by Mr. Tan Chee Wee.
Our arm swing was getting worst and worst. We were really unsynchronized. However, our baton drills, turning, etc. I think, were significantly better.
Somehow I began to feel a measure of pride and honour during the reharsal, standing there and experiencing the full glamour of it all. The previous two rehearsals were 'screw-ups' (not really), but now, I sort of began to look forward to every round of the rehearsal. I felt really great when you face the terraces, the clock tower and the statue of Mr. Tan Kah Kee. The clock tower really looked resplendent under the shower of sunlight. Really wonderful. One of the first times I had such a splendid view of the school.
I sort of have a habit - a bad one during the parade rehearsals. I always fidget my facial features unknowningly, though very little noticed. I am trying to get this habit under control, to maximize and perfect my performance on the day itself.
The overall parade was ok, as Mr. Tan Chee Wee put it. I don't feel the anxiety now, and I certainly hope I don't on the day itself. I hope I don't screw up my armswing during the march-past, which was exactly what happened during our last rehearsals. We still haven't eradicated this problem entirely as a contingent, and hopefully,we will succeed in doing so on the day itself.
I'm wishing myself good luck. I really want to make the school proud (though I am still a cadet, not a lance corporal, sergeant, or sorts.)
Thanks.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Finally,
Our final rehearsal.
PHEW.
THE SAME THING. LOLOLOLOL.
Our first two rounds were better than our last two rounds, as commented by Mr. Tan Chee Wee.
Our arm swing was getting worst and worst. We were really unsynchronized. However, our baton drills, turning, etc. I think, were significantly better.
Somehow I began to feel a measure of pride and honour during the reharsal, standing there and experiencing the full glamour of it all. The previous two rehearsals were 'screw-ups' (not really), but now, I sort of began to look forward to every round of the rehearsal. I felt really great when you face the terraces, the clock tower and the statue of Mr. Tan Kah Kee. The clock tower really looked resplendent under the shower of sunlight. Really wonderful. One of the first times I had such a splendid view of the school.
I sort of have a habit - a bad one during the parade rehearsals. I always fidget my facial features unknowningly, though very little noticed. I am trying to get this habit under control, to maximize and perfect my performance on the day itself.
The overall parade was ok, as Mr. Tan Chee Wee put it. I don't feel the anxiety now, and I certainly hope I don't on the day itself. I hope I don't screw up my armswing during the march-past, which was exactly what happened during our last rehearsals. We still haven't eradicated this problem entirely as a contingent, and hopefully,we will succeed in doing so on the day itself.
I'm wishing myself good luck. I really want to make the school proud (though I am still a cadet, not a lance corporal, sergeant, or sorts.)
Thanks.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
NDP Rehearsal 2 - Friday
Hi all,
Our second rehearsal - Friday.
Surprisingly, this training was lesstaxing than the Wednesday one.
We were comparatively more well-versed with our drills and the parade procedures. I remembered that Wednesday was an utter mess.
There is less to talk about. We were in our full school uniform. Ah yes! We needed to have our formation signs on for the training. Aware that I didn't have any, due to earlier screw-ups, delays, procrastinations, and utter ignorance, I had to buy them on the day itself during lunch-time, and had already prepared my sewing 'apparatus' - the needle and the thread. I then started sowing the signs on. They were supposed tobe three fingers down our chevron. I sewed the formation sign up quickly, fortunately with the help of Cheng Yao and Darrel. They helped me to pack my stuff, hold my uniform, tie the thread onto the needle, etc. Anyway, I managed to get them up before training. My seniors were surprised. But it turned out that one of my formation signs came loose and I had to do some patchwork upon return, with the professional, experienced aid of my mum, of course.
The drills were the same as those of Wednesday, obviously, but at least we performed them with considerably better synchronization and 'smoothness'. We marched better, we did everything better.
In the end, I didn't feel as tired as I did on Wednesday. I was entirely, wholly mobile the next day.
That's all(there's really not much to write about) for the training on Friday.
Thanks. And thanks especially to Cheng Yao and Darrel for their help with the formation sign.
Anyway, my officers commended that my beret was too big, and I had to buy a new one at Beach Road (the area around Kampong Glam CC), store 02-68. The new beret was size 7 1/4. As it was new, I had to bring it to school everyday to season it (by sitting on it during lessons. Luckily I didn't fart) Here's a picture of me 'drowning in my beret':
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Our second rehearsal - Friday.
Surprisingly, this training was lesstaxing than the Wednesday one.
We were comparatively more well-versed with our drills and the parade procedures. I remembered that Wednesday was an utter mess.
There is less to talk about. We were in our full school uniform. Ah yes! We needed to have our formation signs on for the training. Aware that I didn't have any, due to earlier screw-ups, delays, procrastinations, and utter ignorance, I had to buy them on the day itself during lunch-time, and had already prepared my sewing 'apparatus' - the needle and the thread. I then started sowing the signs on. They were supposed tobe three fingers down our chevron. I sewed the formation sign up quickly, fortunately with the help of Cheng Yao and Darrel. They helped me to pack my stuff, hold my uniform, tie the thread onto the needle, etc. Anyway, I managed to get them up before training. My seniors were surprised. But it turned out that one of my formation signs came loose and I had to do some patchwork upon return, with the professional, experienced aid of my mum, of course.
The drills were the same as those of Wednesday, obviously, but at least we performed them with considerably better synchronization and 'smoothness'. We marched better, we did everything better.
In the end, I didn't feel as tired as I did on Wednesday. I was entirely, wholly mobile the next day.
That's all(there's really not much to write about) for the training on Friday.
Thanks. And thanks especially to Cheng Yao and Darrel for their help with the formation sign.
Anyway, my officers commended that my beret was too big, and I had to buy a new one at Beach Road (the area around Kampong Glam CC), store 02-68. The new beret was size 7 1/4. As it was new, I had to bring it to school everyday to season it (by sitting on it during lessons. Luckily I didn't fart) Here's a picture of me 'drowning in my beret':
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Friday, August 7, 2009
NDP Rehearsal 1 - Wednesday
Hi all,
This is my first post for term 3.
The Parade Rehearsal.
Anyway, 6 of us, out of I think 42 people in our squad are supposed to come:
1) Aloy Oh
2) Zhu Hua Ying 1A1
3) Leon (1P2 I think)
4) Foo Guo Wei 1P2
5) Boptiyah Chiran (I think his name is spelt like that)
6) MMMMMMEEEEEE
Anyway, we learnt this new thing - the baton drill.
These were the commands:
1) police salute - Hormat Polis, HOR...MAT
2) Turun Senja... Ta
3) Rusok Senja... Ta
Anyway, we were supposed to place the 'front end' of the baton in our armpit while grasping the baton handle when in SEDIA position.
We learnt the basic procedures of the parade - The march in of the right marker, the formal march-in, the saluting, etc. the march-in for the flag bearers, the-flag-raising, the inspection, the reading of the national day message, and the march-pass.
We then started practicing. There were a lot of delays, as we tried to master (though not possible) the individual drills. The march-in was especially terrible. We had to do the marching again and again and again. Phew.
I remembered making a lot of mistakes, especially in my baton saluting. My cadet inspector remarked that my drills were 'too messy', for our drills were supposed to be SHARP AND SWIFT, and we should be taking 'the shortest route' when we move our arms from one position to another. I almost got replaced.
Anyway, saluting while trying to get the baton intact in my armpit was quite difficult initially. At least I managed to in the end.
I think I had marched well. My armswing and leg movement were both rather insinct with the rest of the contingent. Weirdly, I somehow feel out of rhythm at times, when I will start to confuse myself (neurotics)and screw up the marching. I wasn't alone though.
Drills, and drills, and drills. We finally got over with the training, with sore armpits, sore arms, sore shoulders, sore legs, a sore neck, and sore feet. The next day was terrible. The 'aftermath' or 'aftershock' or 'tremors' left behind by the training were vitally impacting. I was partially immobile with my sore body. Sigh. Fortunately, I was able to get over with the pain fast enough.
I hope that I will do better for the next training.
At least I learnt something.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
This is my first post for term 3.
The Parade Rehearsal.
Anyway, 6 of us, out of I think 42 people in our squad are supposed to come:
1) Aloy Oh
2) Zhu Hua Ying 1A1
3) Leon (1P2 I think)
4) Foo Guo Wei 1P2
5) Boptiyah Chiran (I think his name is spelt like that)
6) MMMMMMEEEEEE
Anyway, we learnt this new thing - the baton drill.
These were the commands:
1) police salute - Hormat Polis, HOR...MAT
2) Turun Senja... Ta
3) Rusok Senja... Ta
Anyway, we were supposed to place the 'front end' of the baton in our armpit while grasping the baton handle when in SEDIA position.
We learnt the basic procedures of the parade - The march in of the right marker, the formal march-in, the saluting, etc. the march-in for the flag bearers, the-flag-raising, the inspection, the reading of the national day message, and the march-pass.
We then started practicing. There were a lot of delays, as we tried to master (though not possible) the individual drills. The march-in was especially terrible. We had to do the marching again and again and again. Phew.
I remembered making a lot of mistakes, especially in my baton saluting. My cadet inspector remarked that my drills were 'too messy', for our drills were supposed to be SHARP AND SWIFT, and we should be taking 'the shortest route' when we move our arms from one position to another. I almost got replaced.
Anyway, saluting while trying to get the baton intact in my armpit was quite difficult initially. At least I managed to in the end.
I think I had marched well. My armswing and leg movement were both rather insinct with the rest of the contingent. Weirdly, I somehow feel out of rhythm at times, when I will start to confuse myself (neurotics)and screw up the marching. I wasn't alone though.
Drills, and drills, and drills. We finally got over with the training, with sore armpits, sore arms, sore shoulders, sore legs, a sore neck, and sore feet. The next day was terrible. The 'aftermath' or 'aftershock' or 'tremors' left behind by the training were vitally impacting. I was partially immobile with my sore body. Sigh. Fortunately, I was able to get over with the pain fast enough.
I hope that I will do better for the next training.
At least I learnt something.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
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