Today was the most happening day in a long time, happening in the sense that lots of things happened. Stuff that can be actually remembered 1 month down the road, 1 year, or possibly in 10s of years time. Or maybe not, as I tend to make myself forget the not-exactly-pleasant stuff and my sis constantly complains about my lack of memory and facial recognition and anything that involves memory. That's why I'll write it down here, and even if the metal circuits of my computer decay and melt, or the neurons in my brain cease to make the connections that would allow me to remember these events, these words and record of events will be left floating around in the large web of cyberspace (or until a hacker decides to wipe the storage space of blogger). Hrmm, do I sound emo again? I guess so right. O wells, I'll just let it out and be done with it.
Starting with the fun stuff: We had cake today. CAKU. I like cake, especially sponge cake, and especially not cheesecake; I really can't freaking stand cheesecake. I took three helpings of said cake. =x I bet no one knew that, I'm sorry. But you wouldn't deny a skinny frail boy of his food, would you? Heh. Thanks goes to the not-sofa-but-chair man, otherwise known as monster (by 1 person), for being pro-active in acquiring cake and generous in spreading the cake around. Thanks. Arigatou.
In related news, we threw someone into the pond. To all the teachers who may possibly read this blog, no we didn't do that, I'm just joking. To everyone else, we really did that, I'm not joking. The benefits of being a boarder are few and far between, but being able to change out of a moss-stained soaked school uniform in the shortest time possible is a definitely a plus point of being a scholar. We thought we needed a lot of people, but in the end Mr. Abovementioned and Ezra could double-handedly pull the stunt off. Not that Mr. Birthday-boy provided much resistance, though he could if he wanted to. He played along really well and the stunt was a success. Goodjob guys.
Oh, and the other fun stuff that happened today was the TOK presentation. It was somehow quite amusing, much more than I predicted, expected, or planned. The whole class was here today, as Mr. Koh was off slacking a bit, but I guess he can afford to, being the owning teacher that he is. Oh, and I didn't manage to pay attention to Stanford's prosu presentation because I was busy doing up my powerpoint from last year... I guess it's my loss. But yay! The first mock presentation is over, now I can prepare for Mock ToK Presentations numbers 2 to 15. 'scuse me while I go work on it.
On to serious stuff: Life is made of cycles; the same events happening over and over again, repeatedly, never-ending, continuously, yes you get the idea. Everything is destined, and the stars predict that which will happen, or so that's what determinists and astrologers believe. I find it slightly amusing that though I don’t consciously subscribe to these schools of thoughts, I can't help but find similarities between the past and the present, or rather, multiple past events and events of today. It gives me the sense of déjà vu, not in the actual meaning of that phrase, but just that I find the past actually repeating itself in the present.
I made a girl angry, up till the point that she shouted at me. And for that I am really sorry. (I don't know if she still reads this blog but I'll just say it) I don't remember actually doing anything like this before, excluding instances with my sister, and as far as I can remember, the next closest instance where I made a girl hate me (if only for awhile, o wait, I'm not sure on that) was in primary school because I went all out to win and did something quite despicable. I guess some things don't change, as Jun Yi tells me that that's my largest weakness in fighting games. As for reasons leading up to that event, I shall not disclose much, but it reminds me of events that happened half a year ago, when I was emo (see earlier posts).
I was looking tru my box of trinkets and memories just the other day, and I remembered something I left in there almost exactly a year ago. It was an old Quest, incomplete due to weakness of will, and left behind to collect dust. It wasn’t too late to complete the Quest though, there was still time. It’s been a year, and things have progressed a full circle, or does that count as no progress at all. I completed the Quest today, it’s another thing off my mind, I can finally lay that to rest now. I know my limits, the young child cannot afford to swim in the deep dark ocean, he can only paddle close to the shore, where the shallow water is, and that’s where he will be safe, eternally. Jean could only hope and dream of plundering the nest of golden eggs, for the climb was perilous, and just a slip would result in his downfall, both figuratively and literally. Isn’t it better if he stayed below the tree, enjoying it’s overarching branches and the shade it gives, rather than risking the little he had for the infinite reward so freaking far away?
Dreams are generally categorized as pleasant experiences, a reward for giving your body much needed rest. If the mind is cluttered and confused, the dreams may turn into nightmares, where upon awaking one would be highly thankful that it was only a dream / nightmare. But what if the dream was neither pleasant nor unpleasant, it was just plain factual, events that happened in front of you; while you stand there paralyzed, unable to do anything but watch? This Dream crept up on me, silently, and it showed me an event, and it showed me my reaction to it. I did not expect myself to react like that, but maybe the dream is the way your subconscious communicates with your conscious, and I would subconsciously react like that if the situation really occurred. As the length of the sleep was short, and the environment not entirely peaceful, parts of reality drifted into my dream and mingled with fiction, resulting in this maelstrom of fractured reality and truthful fiction. O wells it’s just a dream, screw that shit.
Oh, and I met Cleon Niger Fggot Wong after school and he showed me the game he created. It’s scary the difference in stuff that IB/JC and Poly people study when we’re the same age. Now’s not the most appropriate time to mule over next best alternatives forgone when making decisions such as let’s join IB lol, there will be a time and place for that after Nov 20 2009.
And on to older stuff that I forgot / slacked and didn’t manage to post over the past few days:
I have new specs. Yay. That was the new look thingy I hinted in the previous post. How many of you actually predicted that? I like it, and whatever you think, comments are freely welcomed but I like my specs and think it’s cool and it fits me so there. Why do I sound insecure? XD. Oh, and because of said specs I am now officially a Jonas-wannabe – Be it as a Jonas brother (courtesy of Uncle Edna), a 6.5 Jonas emulator, or a let’s-match-specs with “Jonas” person. Lolwut.
I watched Breakout the “extreme dance comedy” at the esplanade on Sunday the 15th of February 2009, with my sister. It was only about an hour and 20 minutes long, but considering that it is mostly about people break dancing, and that there were only 10 people in the whole cast of the show, it must have been quite taxing on them. The humour in the show was universal, and language was not much of a barrier to understanding the plot. Korean English is equally awesome as Japanese English – it’s always amusing to hear those two accents, provided you can actually make out what they are saying. I had a relatively good seat, and after discount it was priced at $64.80 (which my sister treated me to because I ran out of money). What was amazing was that seated near us were this group of 8 young kids, aged around 9 to 14, accompanied by three adults. My sister and I both marveled that these kids were so fortunate enough to be able to enjoy such events at such tender ages, luxuries we and prolly most other people didn’t have. Times have changed.
Spot the pattern:
A big sea of delocalized electrons floating, gravitating, homing inside. Joules kilovolts length (m), not often pronounced, quite random. Seriously? This. <-- Understand? Very weird. x_X Yawn zZzZ
And this is Jonny’s version:
"A barbaric captain doesn't eat fish. Generally, he instead jumps knaves, losing momentarily. No one purposely questions, ridicules, steals, tortures, unless very weary." ~ Xerxes, Yellow Zephyr
I still like mine better.
Why do bees hum?
Cause they forgot the words.
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Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Friday, November 21, 2008
Quest to find boku
I'm bored, so once again I shall post random stuff.
Today, or rather yesterday, since it is past 12am, I accompanied my family to IMM for dinner. In case you are wondering where IMM is, I have no freaking idea myself, cause I was dozing off during the car ride there. Ya, so I slept, then awoke to find myself at a mall called IMM. Dinner was first, and we ate subway there. Yum. Then I got to wander off by myself, while my mum and sis went to look at stuff that mothers and daughters see together, while sons wander off by themselves. First floor consists of mainly food, and err randomly mall-ish stores. Oh, and a giant Giant super/hyper-mart. Then, as all nice stuff are at the higher floors, I went straight to the third floor. It consisted of warehouses, and offices, and more warehouses, and a few more offices, and... ya you get my point. So I went back down to the second floor, and checked the level directory. The most interesting store was Comics Connection, so yay I went there. This is all part of my elaborate plan to visit every single comics connection in Singapore, so thussofar I have amassed 5 stores + 2 ones which I vaguely remember + a few random ones which I forgot. The 5 are:
1. Plaza Singapura
2. Bedok Interchange (bet no one knew about this ulu store)
3. Bishan Junction 8
4. Sengkang Compass something (went on tues lol, on my explore-the-north-east trip)
5. IMM
The two vague ones are... some third floor jurong thingyplace and some woodlands thingyplace. Yep.
Okay so back to the title of this post, I was well on my way in my Quest to find boku.
Oh ya, forgot to mention, on tuesday, at senkang comics con, I found metallic handphone stickers going at $3 apiece. YAY. Looked through 3 stacks of them, prolly around 170-200 total, and my catch was Saber + Rin, Suigintou + Shinku, C.C. + Kallen, and some random chio/moe/pretty bleach/naruto/onepiece characters. So I bought one, and it was...... Shinku. It goes well with the poster on my bedroom, or rather my bedroom which I use for 1/7 of the week. Yep lol. It's so shiny. Shiiinnnyyyyy.
Okay back to the title once again. The IMM comics con had 3 of 7 types of WoW boosters, tdp, sotb, and hfi. O_O That's weird, sets 2, 5 and 6. Lol so fast set 7 (Drums) ran out. But that's besides the point. I found MORE metallic stickers! YAY. This time, they were hanging on those metal stick-out-thingies. 5 rows of them. I repeat, 5 rows of them. Each row having around 75 stickers, that amounts to 375 in total. Woot. So I started browsing through everything. Stuff that I found, in order of what I found first:
1. Lots of random Death Note, One piece, Bleach, Naruto, Inuyasha (O_O), Hell girl (O_O, the 4 words/kanji symbol lol), Slam Dunk, Getbackers, Gintama stuff
2. I found Suigintou (again), then I found Bara-smthsmth (the spoiler 7th doll) on the first row (from the right)
3. On the second row, I found SHANA looking quite tsun and loli and melon-pan-ish, but on closer inspection it wasn't coloured properly =(
4. Near the back of the second row I found Allen Walker with the golden snitch thingy (SHIT FORGOT HIS NAME, lemme think, think think think think, errr, no I'm not cheating and googling, Timcampy, YESSSS thats right), with Mr. Walker looking quite young but not that shota-ish, not that I go for such stuff, but the Fat Yaoi Fangirls that were also in the store might.
5. At the back of the second row I found what I was looking for, Lenalee Leeeeee. And the version with the long hair. Woot.
6. 3rd row was abit meh. Moar Saber and Rin but that's about it.
7. 4th row was quite sucky too, I think there was a Shinku or two on this row. Oh, and a shit-forgot-his-name-too, the D.gray-man sword dude. Who looks wayy too much like Alto-hime. That reminds me, I have 22 more epis of Macross F to watch before this weekend. And I'm going out tmr/today, GG.
8. 5th row had a Lavi (his voice actor sounds quite funky). And I found Kanaria and Hinaichigo. Oh, and that reminds me, I found a desu on the 4th and 1st rows. Okay, so now the rozen maiden count is: Suiggy's there, Kanaria's there, desu's there, WHERE'S THE BOKU, Shinku's there, Strawberry's there, and Spoiler's there.
9. And scrolling through the rest of the 5th row, with my confidence and hope waning by each passing non-boku sticker, I reached the 6th last sticker. AND I FOUND A BOKU. Mission Success! That's the 369th sticker out of 375 stickers. What are the chances lol.
Yep, and in the end I also bought 1 more sticker, and am frantically finding space on my phone to put the new sticker. Guess what it is? Nope it's not the boku, s/he'll fight with my Shinku when I'm not looking. Yepp it's the lenaleeeeeeeeee. I wanted the shana too, but it was sucky. Nvm there's always Plaza Sing comics con. Okay that's all folks. Lol off I go to find space on my hp casing.
Oh btw, err free hugs or a loli (pick one, only one) to whoever who can spot the math error in this post.
Today, or rather yesterday, since it is past 12am, I accompanied my family to IMM for dinner. In case you are wondering where IMM is, I have no freaking idea myself, cause I was dozing off during the car ride there. Ya, so I slept, then awoke to find myself at a mall called IMM. Dinner was first, and we ate subway there. Yum. Then I got to wander off by myself, while my mum and sis went to look at stuff that mothers and daughters see together, while sons wander off by themselves. First floor consists of mainly food, and err randomly mall-ish stores. Oh, and a giant Giant super/hyper-mart. Then, as all nice stuff are at the higher floors, I went straight to the third floor. It consisted of warehouses, and offices, and more warehouses, and a few more offices, and... ya you get my point. So I went back down to the second floor, and checked the level directory. The most interesting store was Comics Connection, so yay I went there. This is all part of my elaborate plan to visit every single comics connection in Singapore, so thussofar I have amassed 5 stores + 2 ones which I vaguely remember + a few random ones which I forgot. The 5 are:
1. Plaza Singapura
2. Bedok Interchange (bet no one knew about this ulu store)
3. Bishan Junction 8
4. Sengkang Compass something (went on tues lol, on my explore-the-north-east trip)
5. IMM
The two vague ones are... some third floor jurong thingyplace and some woodlands thingyplace. Yep.
Okay so back to the title of this post, I was well on my way in my Quest to find boku.
Oh ya, forgot to mention, on tuesday, at senkang comics con, I found metallic handphone stickers going at $3 apiece. YAY. Looked through 3 stacks of them, prolly around 170-200 total, and my catch was Saber + Rin, Suigintou + Shinku, C.C. + Kallen, and some random chio/moe/pretty bleach/naruto/onepiece characters. So I bought one, and it was...... Shinku. It goes well with the poster on my bedroom, or rather my bedroom which I use for 1/7 of the week. Yep lol. It's so shiny. Shiiinnnyyyyy.
Okay back to the title once again. The IMM comics con had 3 of 7 types of WoW boosters, tdp, sotb, and hfi. O_O That's weird, sets 2, 5 and 6. Lol so fast set 7 (Drums) ran out. But that's besides the point. I found MORE metallic stickers! YAY. This time, they were hanging on those metal stick-out-thingies. 5 rows of them. I repeat, 5 rows of them. Each row having around 75 stickers, that amounts to 375 in total. Woot. So I started browsing through everything. Stuff that I found, in order of what I found first:
1. Lots of random Death Note, One piece, Bleach, Naruto, Inuyasha (O_O), Hell girl (O_O, the 4 words/kanji symbol lol), Slam Dunk, Getbackers, Gintama stuff
2. I found Suigintou (again), then I found Bara-smthsmth (the spoiler 7th doll) on the first row (from the right)
3. On the second row, I found SHANA looking quite tsun and loli and melon-pan-ish, but on closer inspection it wasn't coloured properly =(
4. Near the back of the second row I found Allen Walker with the golden snitch thingy (SHIT FORGOT HIS NAME, lemme think, think think think think, errr, no I'm not cheating and googling, Timcampy, YESSSS thats right), with Mr. Walker looking quite young but not that shota-ish, not that I go for such stuff, but the Fat Yaoi Fangirls that were also in the store might.
5. At the back of the second row I found what I was looking for, Lenalee Leeeeee. And the version with the long hair. Woot.
6. 3rd row was abit meh. Moar Saber and Rin but that's about it.
7. 4th row was quite sucky too, I think there was a Shinku or two on this row. Oh, and a shit-forgot-his-name-too, the D.gray-man sword dude. Who looks wayy too much like Alto-hime. That reminds me, I have 22 more epis of Macross F to watch before this weekend. And I'm going out tmr/today, GG.
8. 5th row had a Lavi (his voice actor sounds quite funky). And I found Kanaria and Hinaichigo. Oh, and that reminds me, I found a desu on the 4th and 1st rows. Okay, so now the rozen maiden count is: Suiggy's there, Kanaria's there, desu's there, WHERE'S THE BOKU, Shinku's there, Strawberry's there, and Spoiler's there.
9. And scrolling through the rest of the 5th row, with my confidence and hope waning by each passing non-boku sticker, I reached the 6th last sticker. AND I FOUND A BOKU. Mission Success! That's the 369th sticker out of 375 stickers. What are the chances lol.
Yep, and in the end I also bought 1 more sticker, and am frantically finding space on my phone to put the new sticker. Guess what it is? Nope it's not the boku, s/he'll fight with my Shinku when I'm not looking. Yepp it's the lenaleeeeeeeeee. I wanted the shana too, but it was sucky. Nvm there's always Plaza Sing comics con. Okay that's all folks. Lol off I go to find space on my hp casing.
Oh btw, err free hugs or a loli (pick one, only one) to whoever who can spot the math error in this post.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Daily - August 19
*has changed his status from (blank) to tired, and wont be changing it back anytime soon*
I feel more tired these past few days, and was wondering why. I couldn't really put my finger to it, until today, where I had a great revelation on the way home from school. The last bus stop that I get down at just before walking to my home was shifted 25 metres further away, as part of an ongoing effort to upgrade our bus stops. This results in a great change from my usual routine of walking home from school after taking bus, and this extra undue effort on my part has left me exhausted and unable to function properly. I hope that the workers and contractors would hurry up and fix the bus stop, then maybe I wont feel so tired.
Oh, and I can't seem to stay awake so much nowadays, having to resort to MUDs to repay the sleep debtors. I must be getting on in my years, reaching the point of maximum sleep, eternally. Or maybe I am still lazy, I nap, then forget to wake up, lazy to get up. It's quite exhausting to get up from the comfortable bed, or sofa for that matter. How I'd like to just lay there, thinking, dreaming. Oh that reminds me, I had this scary nightmarish dream yesterday while MUD-ing. Forgot most of it, but it involves this really irritating imp-like thingy that keeps bugging me, controlling me, and when I tried to destroy its source he reinforced it so it had no effect =( Then there was this staircase that led down to the depths of the depths. Then when I started walking upwards it started moving downwards. But there were others with me, but I can't seem to remember who they are. Weird lol.
Oh, and my iop is but a shadow in the greatness of the iops presented today. One chance, do it right, do it beautifully, and maybe there won't be any need for regrets later on.
Wavering resolve. Promises fading. Intensity needs to be adjusted higher, but that'll only increase the amplitude. How then? Add an inverse wave? No, that'll make everything equal to nil. Remembering promises... How how how? Aha, idea. Flip the bottom part of the wave up, in other words modulus it, then it'll forever stay high, above zero, positive, good. Negative useless stuff should not be neglected, but instead purposely avoided, then it won't not only dissappear, but appear on the other side of the x-axis. Promises remembered. Poisson distribution, many many possible opportunities to happen, but it happens rarely. Must account for that. Accounts, logs, lists, numbers, statistics, data. Waiting to be organised, just there asking to be organised. I'll handle you all later, really, I will.
"The time where I skipped school for homework" - taken from ibquotes.com. All too true, judging from the people around me, but I've yet to do that. It won't be soon before long that that happens to me.
I feel more tired these past few days, and was wondering why. I couldn't really put my finger to it, until today, where I had a great revelation on the way home from school. The last bus stop that I get down at just before walking to my home was shifted 25 metres further away, as part of an ongoing effort to upgrade our bus stops. This results in a great change from my usual routine of walking home from school after taking bus, and this extra undue effort on my part has left me exhausted and unable to function properly. I hope that the workers and contractors would hurry up and fix the bus stop, then maybe I wont feel so tired.
Oh, and I can't seem to stay awake so much nowadays, having to resort to MUDs to repay the sleep debtors. I must be getting on in my years, reaching the point of maximum sleep, eternally. Or maybe I am still lazy, I nap, then forget to wake up, lazy to get up. It's quite exhausting to get up from the comfortable bed, or sofa for that matter. How I'd like to just lay there, thinking, dreaming. Oh that reminds me, I had this scary nightmarish dream yesterday while MUD-ing. Forgot most of it, but it involves this really irritating imp-like thingy that keeps bugging me, controlling me, and when I tried to destroy its source he reinforced it so it had no effect =( Then there was this staircase that led down to the depths of the depths. Then when I started walking upwards it started moving downwards. But there were others with me, but I can't seem to remember who they are. Weird lol.
Oh, and my iop is but a shadow in the greatness of the iops presented today. One chance, do it right, do it beautifully, and maybe there won't be any need for regrets later on.
Wavering resolve. Promises fading. Intensity needs to be adjusted higher, but that'll only increase the amplitude. How then? Add an inverse wave? No, that'll make everything equal to nil. Remembering promises... How how how? Aha, idea. Flip the bottom part of the wave up, in other words modulus it, then it'll forever stay high, above zero, positive, good. Negative useless stuff should not be neglected, but instead purposely avoided, then it won't not only dissappear, but appear on the other side of the x-axis. Promises remembered. Poisson distribution, many many possible opportunities to happen, but it happens rarely. Must account for that. Accounts, logs, lists, numbers, statistics, data. Waiting to be organised, just there asking to be organised. I'll handle you all later, really, I will.
"The time where I skipped school for homework" - taken from ibquotes.com. All too true, judging from the people around me, but I've yet to do that. It won't be soon before long that that happens to me.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Daily - August 13
I feel like I'm just going through the motions of daily life, nothing new is happening, nothing particularly interesting or exciting is happening. Routines - Wake, Travel, Sleep, School, Sleep, Schoolwork, Travel, Sleep, Home, Homework, (Sleep). Repeat. Torturous, Boring, Sian. How long can one endure this before he breaks down? Screw it lah, mountain of homework waiting to be completed, promises made that are waiting to be fufilled, how much longer can they wait before they give up? My to-do list, the list of stuff that governs my life, is getting longer day by day. I have no time to arrange it, or even to attempt to start completing and clearing the tasks to be done. I have this urge to delete it, then maybe I can start anew, a clean slate, no more of my previous records and thoughts and life. Hrmm, is it better to know something unpleasant, or to not know anything at all?
I just killed a cockroach. It is strangely satisfying, beating the shit out of a lower-life form. Just because we can. Isnt that how life is? The stronger ones take advantage of the weaker ones, and the weaker ones just find people weaker than them to take advantage of. Sometimes the weaker ones take revenge on the strong ones, upsetting the delicate balance of life, creating a revolution. When this happens, isnt it more exciting? How do you think the cockroach of whose family you have just gassed to death with motein feels when it pollutes your food, causing you to have illnesses and a quicker death? I once saw a TV show, where they show short horror stories. What happens if one day, we awake to realise that there are larger and more powerful beings out there, and they have the power over our lives? That as we treat ants, these beings treat us. We do not care if that single ant lived or died, and we actually gain some sort of pleasure destroying an ant nest. Maybe one day these beings will decide that we should die, and procced to destroy our existence. Only then will we realise our folly in our current actions, or is it way too late for that?
I once believed in escapism, using games and other forms of entertaintment to drown my worries and sorrows. I believed that if you run long enough, the homework and stuff would just stop chasing after you, and give up. But what really is given up, is the hope and expectations that people have of you. Thrown on the floor and trampled upon, destroyed, burned in a fire, torn to pieces and thrown into a fjord, stolen by others. People just stop believing in you. Disappointment is worst feeling you can cause other people to have, worser than anger and pain and the others. I can't count the number of times people have asked me about work, and I have no other reply except that "I haven't done it lol, will do later". And the lol is just there to make myself feel better, to give this pathetic situation a little laughter and light heartedness that shouldnt be there. The will do later is a false promise, made both to the person and to myself, with me knowing full well that the promise wouldnt be fufilled in time. Fuck you Darrell, you freaking suck lol, go die in a fire.
In other news, did chinese oral today, it went fairly well, but terribly bad compared to how much more prepared the other people are and how well they will do, because their teachers are quite slack and nice. I could more or less answer everything, except for HOW do you love your pet dogs? Now if that question was a 'What ways' or a 'Why' or a 'Who' or a 'When' then it'll be alot easier, but how do you answer such a HOW question... in chinese summore. O wells, what's done is done, no use crying over split milk, save the sadness and tears for other things, and let your pets lick up the split milk. If I get a 6 for chinese, I'll know who to blame... It's all my fault. No shit?
Note to self and all: When receiving chain emails, and all you see is a photo and the sender asks you to stare at it for awhile. First note if the pic is a jpg or a gif, it makes a world of a difference. And I didnt get trick lol, so there.
I just killed a cockroach. It is strangely satisfying, beating the shit out of a lower-life form. Just because we can. Isnt that how life is? The stronger ones take advantage of the weaker ones, and the weaker ones just find people weaker than them to take advantage of. Sometimes the weaker ones take revenge on the strong ones, upsetting the delicate balance of life, creating a revolution. When this happens, isnt it more exciting? How do you think the cockroach of whose family you have just gassed to death with motein feels when it pollutes your food, causing you to have illnesses and a quicker death? I once saw a TV show, where they show short horror stories. What happens if one day, we awake to realise that there are larger and more powerful beings out there, and they have the power over our lives? That as we treat ants, these beings treat us. We do not care if that single ant lived or died, and we actually gain some sort of pleasure destroying an ant nest. Maybe one day these beings will decide that we should die, and procced to destroy our existence. Only then will we realise our folly in our current actions, or is it way too late for that?
I once believed in escapism, using games and other forms of entertaintment to drown my worries and sorrows. I believed that if you run long enough, the homework and stuff would just stop chasing after you, and give up. But what really is given up, is the hope and expectations that people have of you. Thrown on the floor and trampled upon, destroyed, burned in a fire, torn to pieces and thrown into a fjord, stolen by others. People just stop believing in you. Disappointment is worst feeling you can cause other people to have, worser than anger and pain and the others. I can't count the number of times people have asked me about work, and I have no other reply except that "I haven't done it lol, will do later". And the lol is just there to make myself feel better, to give this pathetic situation a little laughter and light heartedness that shouldnt be there. The will do later is a false promise, made both to the person and to myself, with me knowing full well that the promise wouldnt be fufilled in time. Fuck you Darrell, you freaking suck lol, go die in a fire.
In other news, did chinese oral today, it went fairly well, but terribly bad compared to how much more prepared the other people are and how well they will do, because their teachers are quite slack and nice. I could more or less answer everything, except for HOW do you love your pet dogs? Now if that question was a 'What ways' or a 'Why' or a 'Who' or a 'When' then it'll be alot easier, but how do you answer such a HOW question... in chinese summore. O wells, what's done is done, no use crying over split milk, save the sadness and tears for other things, and let your pets lick up the split milk. If I get a 6 for chinese, I'll know who to blame... It's all my fault. No shit?
Note to self and all: When receiving chain emails, and all you see is a photo and the sender asks you to stare at it for awhile. First note if the pic is a jpg or a gif, it makes a world of a difference. And I didnt get trick lol, so there.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Wednesday - Daily
Emo
The amount of emoness in a person varies between days, depending on how many emo incidents happen, or how much sleep or contemplative quiet time the person has. Somehow, my emoness level fluctuates from low to high to low to high to low in a week. So if you plot a emoness against time graph, you get a sine curve. Then if you happen to have a good friend, a best friend, who is highly similar to you, then he may have the same emoness curve as you. However, the two curves may not be aligned properly, and in this case they happen to be opposites. Like a sine curve and a cosine curve (or rather, an inverse sine curve). At any point in time, both persons will not be max happy, or max emo. When one is happy, the other is sad, and vice versa. So what implications does this have? At any point in time, the happy one can happify the sad emo one, and later they can swap places. Hrmm I wonder if it is better this way.
Pain
Saw a video about a character who feels no pain. It's interesting to put yourselves into such situations and start wondering what can happen. It's like the emotionless boy post I wrote so long ago, maybe I'll write a "painless" post sometime in the future (yes I know all my current posts are painful).
The amount of emoness in a person varies between days, depending on how many emo incidents happen, or how much sleep or contemplative quiet time the person has. Somehow, my emoness level fluctuates from low to high to low to high to low in a week. So if you plot a emoness against time graph, you get a sine curve. Then if you happen to have a good friend, a best friend, who is highly similar to you, then he may have the same emoness curve as you. However, the two curves may not be aligned properly, and in this case they happen to be opposites. Like a sine curve and a cosine curve (or rather, an inverse sine curve). At any point in time, both persons will not be max happy, or max emo. When one is happy, the other is sad, and vice versa. So what implications does this have? At any point in time, the happy one can happify the sad emo one, and later they can swap places. Hrmm I wonder if it is better this way.
Pain
Saw a video about a character who feels no pain. It's interesting to put yourselves into such situations and start wondering what can happen. It's like the emotionless boy post I wrote so long ago, maybe I'll write a "painless" post sometime in the future (yes I know all my current posts are painful).
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Tuesday - Daily
Spikes, Yikes!
Today, I quarreled with my barber / was assaulted by the hair waxgel monster while I was sleeping / was electrocuted with high voltage / swapped places with my evil twin. Or alternatively, I gelled my hair. Stuff to note: People with sparse hair should not spike hair unless they want their naked scalp to be seen by all. Here's 7 uses of a spikey spiked hair-style:
1. Apply massive amounts of wax, then impale your enemies by ramming your head into them.
2. Attempt to up your cool factor
3. The hairs can be used as feelers or antennas to feel you mon. I mean, to give advance warning when head on which hair resides on is about to crash onto objects.
4. To boost your height by 6cm. No really, you can be taller with spikes, I have multiple case examples.
5. To give yourself an extra weakness in the sense that anyone who is pissed off at you can fuzzy your hair, and make it look damn bad.
6. To shock your friends by being out of character, and making them promise to shave your head bald if the shock continues over the next few days. (the shock didn't continue)
7. It can be used by attention-whores who want everyone to notice them. Or by invisible people who want to be noticed.
Cheated =(
I was cheated of 40cents today =( After school, I took the 1 half - 2 hour long bus ride from school to Bedok, and stopped at the interchange. Was suppose to buy food back for people at home, so I went to buy chicken rice. It costs $3.20 per plate/packet, and I bought two. Being the kind of person who doesn't like alot of small change in his wallet, I gave the guy $10.40. The guy noted the 10 bucks, but didnt notice the 40cents, so he gave me $3.60 change instead of $4. I was a little shocked, so I decided not to ask for my money back. There goes 40cents =( To atone for my wrong, I donated another 40cents to NUS flag day and got a sticker, which I predict that I will stick onto random classmates in the near future.
P.S. Because this is a tuesday post, I predict in the near future that I'll be cheated of 50cents by some school vendor, as she counted wrongly. $10 - ($1.50 + $1.50 + $0.40) = $6.10? I hope not.
Accounts
I keep a log of all my expenditure for each day, maybe because I like to play with numbers and statistics, or maybe because I have an obsessive compulsive disorder to record/store/horde information. Occasionally, I would find 30cents +- missing for no apparent reason, which I can not account for. I can either a) rack my brains attempting to think of where I could've spent 30cents for that day or b) insert an entry called mystery $$$ and record that it used up 30cents of my money. I usually try to do a) first, then get bored and tired and sian so I'll do b) instead.
Today, I quarreled with my barber / was assaulted by the hair waxgel monster while I was sleeping / was electrocuted with high voltage / swapped places with my evil twin. Or alternatively, I gelled my hair. Stuff to note: People with sparse hair should not spike hair unless they want their naked scalp to be seen by all. Here's 7 uses of a spikey spiked hair-style:
1. Apply massive amounts of wax, then impale your enemies by ramming your head into them.
2. Attempt to up your cool factor
3. The hairs can be used as feelers or antennas to feel you mon. I mean, to give advance warning when head on which hair resides on is about to crash onto objects.
4. To boost your height by 6cm. No really, you can be taller with spikes, I have multiple case examples.
5. To give yourself an extra weakness in the sense that anyone who is pissed off at you can fuzzy your hair, and make it look damn bad.
6. To shock your friends by being out of character, and making them promise to shave your head bald if the shock continues over the next few days. (the shock didn't continue)
7. It can be used by attention-whores who want everyone to notice them. Or by invisible people who want to be noticed.
Cheated =(
I was cheated of 40cents today =( After school, I took the 1 half - 2 hour long bus ride from school to Bedok, and stopped at the interchange. Was suppose to buy food back for people at home, so I went to buy chicken rice. It costs $3.20 per plate/packet, and I bought two. Being the kind of person who doesn't like alot of small change in his wallet, I gave the guy $10.40. The guy noted the 10 bucks, but didnt notice the 40cents, so he gave me $3.60 change instead of $4. I was a little shocked, so I decided not to ask for my money back. There goes 40cents =( To atone for my wrong, I donated another 40cents to NUS flag day and got a sticker, which I predict that I will stick onto random classmates in the near future.
P.S. Because this is a tuesday post, I predict in the near future that I'll be cheated of 50cents by some school vendor, as she counted wrongly. $10 - ($1.50 + $1.50 + $0.40) = $6.10? I hope not.
Accounts
I keep a log of all my expenditure for each day, maybe because I like to play with numbers and statistics, or maybe because I have an obsessive compulsive disorder to record/store/horde information. Occasionally, I would find 30cents +- missing for no apparent reason, which I can not account for. I can either a) rack my brains attempting to think of where I could've spent 30cents for that day or b) insert an entry called mystery $$$ and record that it used up 30cents of my money. I usually try to do a) first, then get bored and tired and sian so I'll do b) instead.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Daily
Today, a random event happened.
The bus number 14 that I take home everyday - I take either that or bus number 196 - broke down. Well it was surprising, as all random events tend to be, and a very little slight tiny bit scary. How scary can a bus break down be? you ask. Well, the bus travelled till just before the highway, then it started to resonate. Reminds me of chocolate fondue, but that's not the point. The bus was making wierd noises, and the resonance was more than what it usually is. Then the bus driver switched off the engine. As usual, a kay-poh or kia-su singaporean hurriedly went down from the second floor of the bus, to check on what was happening or to zhao from danger. The rest of us just slacked around, I read a book, JY attempted to sleep. I helped a relatively old lady open a bottle of fruit juice, I felt happy. So what's the scary part? Err.. You know when something different happens, then you start wondering what could have happened. Like for example what would happen if the bus suddenly caught fire and started flaming. You know, like how trolls flame message boards. No really, I actually imagined the worst case scenario, like what would my last thoughts be if the bus suddenly blew up. (The answer to: "What would my last thoughts be if the bus blew up?" is "I was thinking of what would my last thoughts be if the bus blew up", talk about irony) Or how to escape from the bus the quickest if it caught fire. I was mentally prepared to break a window (Fun!) and jump out (not that fun but fun enough) or something, or rush over people in an attempt to zhao from the bus because I'm a selfish bastard who looks out for myself first. But nothing interesting happened =( After a short while, the bus driver dude came up to call all of us slacking people on second level of the bus to get off. And so we did. They refunded our paid fare, and on top of that gave us a free ride ticket. It's been so long since I actually made use of a bus ticket, you know those small rectangular ones, which I used to fold cranes and stuff with. So I was thinking about it, we paid nothing to travel on the bus from school to that before-highway bus stop, had a cool experience vibrating in a resonating bus, and had a free ride ticket too. What more could you ask for? The ticket expiry date was 28/8/2008, nice number too. (I wonder if on the 29/8/2008 if you give a bus driver the free ride ticket, would he check the expiry date and reject the tix?) (Also, what happens if a bus conductor asks for your bus card, as proof that you've paid your fare, when you've used your free ticket and thus did not need to tap your EZ-link card... Then he go checks with the bus driver and the bus driver is an old man who has amnesia who forgot that you used a free ride ticket. And that means you will be caught for cheating on bus fare, and if you're wearing school uniform you'll be publicly shamed, and forced to pay $200+- (wassit this amount?)) So I didn't use the ticket, and paid normally for my next fare. Then overslept all the way. As usual.
Btw, it's three more days till my O_O cake arrives. Wait for it.
As a note, I'm keep posting too late and keep having to backdate the time of the posting to 11:59pm on the previous day. Maybe this is due to my screwed up biological clock, or bad habit of procrastination which means my time period of most productivity is after 12am. Anyways, all posts at 11:59pm are backdated, and are probably posted anytime between 1am and 4.30am the next day. Also, I'm getting more random, my thoughts aren't coherent, and I'm just touch-and-go-ing on too many small topics. This should be due to the problem of my lack of sleep recently, which I hope to solve by paying back the sleep debt soon. I hope the loan sharks of sleep don't start harrassing me. Night.
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The bus number 14 that I take home everyday - I take either that or bus number 196 - broke down. Well it was surprising, as all random events tend to be, and a very little slight tiny bit scary. How scary can a bus break down be? you ask. Well, the bus travelled till just before the highway, then it started to resonate. Reminds me of chocolate fondue, but that's not the point. The bus was making wierd noises, and the resonance was more than what it usually is. Then the bus driver switched off the engine. As usual, a kay-poh or kia-su singaporean hurriedly went down from the second floor of the bus, to check on what was happening or to zhao from danger. The rest of us just slacked around, I read a book, JY attempted to sleep. I helped a relatively old lady open a bottle of fruit juice, I felt happy. So what's the scary part? Err.. You know when something different happens, then you start wondering what could have happened. Like for example what would happen if the bus suddenly caught fire and started flaming. You know, like how trolls flame message boards. No really, I actually imagined the worst case scenario, like what would my last thoughts be if the bus suddenly blew up. (The answer to: "What would my last thoughts be if the bus blew up?" is "I was thinking of what would my last thoughts be if the bus blew up", talk about irony) Or how to escape from the bus the quickest if it caught fire. I was mentally prepared to break a window (Fun!) and jump out (not that fun but fun enough) or something, or rush over people in an attempt to zhao from the bus because I'm a selfish bastard who looks out for myself first. But nothing interesting happened =( After a short while, the bus driver dude came up to call all of us slacking people on second level of the bus to get off. And so we did. They refunded our paid fare, and on top of that gave us a free ride ticket. It's been so long since I actually made use of a bus ticket, you know those small rectangular ones, which I used to fold cranes and stuff with. So I was thinking about it, we paid nothing to travel on the bus from school to that before-highway bus stop, had a cool experience vibrating in a resonating bus, and had a free ride ticket too. What more could you ask for? The ticket expiry date was 28/8/2008, nice number too. (I wonder if on the 29/8/2008 if you give a bus driver the free ride ticket, would he check the expiry date and reject the tix?) (Also, what happens if a bus conductor asks for your bus card, as proof that you've paid your fare, when you've used your free ticket and thus did not need to tap your EZ-link card... Then he go checks with the bus driver and the bus driver is an old man who has amnesia who forgot that you used a free ride ticket. And that means you will be caught for cheating on bus fare, and if you're wearing school uniform you'll be publicly shamed, and forced to pay $200+- (wassit this amount?)) So I didn't use the ticket, and paid normally for my next fare. Then overslept all the way. As usual.
Btw, it's three more days till my O_O cake arrives. Wait for it.
As a note, I'm keep posting too late and keep having to backdate the time of the posting to 11:59pm on the previous day. Maybe this is due to my screwed up biological clock, or bad habit of procrastination which means my time period of most productivity is after 12am. Anyways, all posts at 11:59pm are backdated, and are probably posted anytime between 1am and 4.30am the next day. Also, I'm getting more random, my thoughts aren't coherent, and I'm just touch-and-go-ing on too many small topics. This should be due to the problem of my lack of sleep recently, which I hope to solve by paying back the sleep debt soon. I hope the loan sharks of sleep don't start harrassing me. Night.
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