mm...what?

Nothing new

2005-01-30T04:26:00.000-08:00

Yeah, nothing new. Just some stuff I thought I'd share(if anyone gives a shit). I tried out a Naruto personality test...and yeah, it's kinda true.

Which Naruto Character Are You?
Test by naruto - kun.com

My idea of the perfect girl

2004-12-30T06:10:00.000-08:00

-Fair(as in, fair skin)
-Gentle
-Strong, silent type
-Long hair(shoulder length to elbow length)
-Preferably not too tall
-Mysterious, reserved
-Has a face I'd consider pretty(I have weird/pretty high tastes sometimes)
-Street smart
-Shouldn't be a sadist
-Likes animals
-Should be able to engage in decent conversations with
-Matured
-Preferably slightly older
-Smells nice(this young lady I know has this unique, almost ethereal smell I can't quite describe...)
-If she likes gaming all the better

Sounds rather familiar for some reason...

Christmas: A festive season?

2004-12-24T09:26:00.000-08:00

Yeah, yeah, I know christmas is supposed to be a festive season with lots of gifts and shit and the like. To me christmas has been shit my whole life. Maybe because I don't really celebrate it. Maybe because these few years, christmas brings back memories I'd rather not have anymore.

So I asked my old man for money for christmas. Being the miser he has always been, of course he refused. Looks like that mp3 player will have to wait. Thanks for being such a miserly, stingy piece of shit who'd rather spend money on who-knows-what rather than making your son happy on christmas.

Last christmas eve at this time I was still slogging my ass of in the damn warehouse, dealing with screws, bolts, nuts and chemicals. Damn night shift put a strain on me like nothing I've ever experienced. The few things that kept me going were probably the 10 cents tea, 10 cents coffee, the money, and constant communication. Sad thing is, I've lost every single thing that's been mentioned. No more 10 cents tea, 10 cents coffee, money and communication. The 1st 3 I can understand, but whatever the hell happened with the last one? Will a simple letter or message take up so much time?

That was precisely why I said I don't really like christmas: it marks the day I'd lost contact, it brings unhappy memories, I don't get shit even if I asked for it.

Some scary shit

2004-11-30T03:56:00.001-08:00

For a change, I'll post something about my daily activity. If you've noticed, I've never really posted anything about my daily life, cuz I think no one needs to know what you've been doing. Anyway...this has some interesting stuff, so read on.

Yesterday I had a sec school class gathering at east coast beach, so me and my group of friends decided to cycle around east coast through the night after the barbecue. So we went around here and there, and about 2-3 am the 6 of us cycled towards Bedok Jetty. Then we noticed a floating light up in the sky. It was way too big to be a star, and it was way too high to have come from a building. And it wasn't a plane either; planes move. This was stationary. Anyway, it was there for a while, disappeared a while, appeared again. then disappeared for good.

So we kept quiet about it and continued our journey, passing a pond. There, 2 of my friends had a slight accident(bikes had a small collision). When we started again, we heard a really loud screech coming from the pond. Yes, from the center of the pond. It was a short screech, followed by a really long one.

"Sorry bird, nothing to feed you..." said one of my friends. So I thought nothing of it, continued and reached the jetty at about 4am.

"Anything we have to say, leave it for daybreak," said another friend.

And so we sat there, reminiscing about our secondary school days. Which were the best days of my life, really. Giving names to teachers, making a nuisance of ourselves, doing stupid things...those really were the days.

And so, it was daybreak. We then talked about the things that happened.

The malays believed in something called the "tuju tuju". According to them, it is something bomohs(medicine men) send after victims. It is usually an egg shaped, glowing object. It will smash itself into the victim, and the victim will be possessed by the demon egg. It will hover around, then give chase after the victim. Although, my friends said, the light probably wasn't a tuju tuju; it was too far away.

The source of the screech, we unanimously decided, was definitely no bird. It came from the center of the pond. And no bird would be in the center of the pond at 3 am in the morning. Much less make a screech like that. Now that I think about it, it was almost like...a laugh. Anyway, my malay friend said, they believed that if a ghostly noise was very loud, it was usually far away. If it was really soft, however, it was close. Real close. So close, in fact, my friend said it could be right above your head.

After we cleared some of the things we saw up, we went for a toilet break. My legs hurt like hell from all the cycling, and so I was quite far behind the rest. It was then that I thought I saw something among the trees, follwing me as I cycled along. And there was some noise like beside my ear. A soft noise. If you remember, soft noise=real close. I cycled like hell despite my aching legs after my friends.

And so it was finally bright, we walked to some hawker centre for food with my legs hurting like crazy, ate, and we went home.

Some changes

2004-11-16T08:34:00.000-08:00

Due to the sudden influx of posting by some faggot ACB who isn't smart enough to engage in intelligent discussion, I'm going to disallow anonymous comments on this blog from now on. Anyway, just to check out the previous post's comments for some of the ACB's comments. Oh, by the way, there appears to be several people leaving comments. They're all from the same IP address, which means either it's all the same ACB or a few ACBs using the same comm. Maybe it's a CHC com?

Sick of this world

2004-11-09T04:27:00.000-08:00

Man, I'm sick as hell of this world. No, no, I ain't getting suicidal or shit like that. I don't believe in the next world, remember? I'm sick of the society and its ridiculous nonsense, I'm sick of the way of life(study, grow up, get job, get spouse, pass on your genes, retire, die). Tell me this way of life isn't the same in every country in the world(of course, there are people who miss out on a few of the mentioned steps, but it's basically all the same).

Of course, I'm sick of seeing nothing but war, political shit, animal and human abuse, death and new diseases on the news.

I'm sick of our species continually seeking destruction for itself. We are killing our planet with all the deforestation and pollution, and we are making ourselves obsolete by making so many things automated.

Is monotony, destruction and death the only way, the only path for mankind to progress as a species?

Can mankind progress without any of the above mentioned things? Look at ancient civilisations. Did every child study the same thing? Did every child even study? Did the civilisations thrive without electricity, automation and destruction of the planet?

If I could, I'd much rather live in the past. A hell of a long time ago. Or perhaps, there is a world out there somewhere without all the destruction. I'll gladly abandon this one for it. No second thoughts.

2004-11-07T22:45:00.000-08:00

It seems I have been foolish. My dislike for a being that isn't proven to exist is most stupid. It's almost like having an invisible enemy. In fact, if you think about it, I guess people who worship and people who hate religion are fools. One party is praying to something they cannot see, hear or touch, and isn't proven to exist. One party hates that something for the same above reasons.

Ah well, I'll still be an atheist, just one that ain't gonna go all out to prove that god doesn't exist or shit like that. The concept of religion is too deeply embedded into people anyway. No way to remove it. Just like today there are still people who don't believe that man has landed on the moon, despite the interviews, the footage, the photos. No matter how you hard you try to convince them, their mindsets ain't gonna change.

Though the one thing I still detest is the group of goddamn christians that preach to non believers, telling them they'll go to hell if they don't convert, or whatever shit they're trying to preach. Bloody hell, I'm an atheist, I don't believe in heaven or hell, so no point in telling me I'll go to a place that I don't believe exist.

Speaking of which, I think that when one dies, you don't go anywhere. You do decompose. Your withering cells return to the earth. Your cells carry all your genetic information. In a way, once you die, you become a part of the planet. That is what I believe. No heaven, no hell, just good old planet Earth. Earth now, I guess, is made up of everything that has ever existed in it.

2004-11-06T08:33:00.000-08:00

For the past week or so I've been having the weirdest and most disturbing dreams.

1) I dreamt I could fly. I jumped outta my window and all.
2) I dreamt someone special to me gave me a kiss.
3) I dreamt I was in a relationship with someone in class.

If I could control my subconcious, I'd much rather not dream. Dreams give you a taste of something you can never have, leaving you yearning for the impossible. Sure, some may say that dreams give you a chance to experience something you can never experience. Let's look at this from another perspective.

Will you rather cage a bird up its whole life, or cage it up, let it fly free for a day, then cage it up again? It's been given a taste of something it'll never experience again.

Well, different people will look at this differently, but it's just my opinion.

2004-10-29T09:23:00.000-07:00

The Shadow Hearts series is the perhaps the best games I've ever played. Not to mention the most depressing. So, for a change this entry will be a review of the best role playing game on the PS2, yet unfortunately one of the more under publicised ones.

Name
Shadow Hearts: Covenant

Main Characters

Yuri Hyuga
Yuri is a Harmonixer. He has the unique ability to turn into demons. These demons reside in his soul, and are the results of all the hatred and malice of monsters he has defeated. He's 1/2 Japanese and 1/2 German.

Alice Elliot
Alice has unique powers which allow her to heal, and unknown powers which Albert Simon seems to know of.

Summary of the first Shadow Hearts

Our protaganist, Yuri Hyuga, is guided by a strange voice, telling him to board a train and meet a young woman, named Alice. On the train, Yuri discovers that the crew have been brutally slaughtered. A series of events follows, with Yuri meeting the antagonist, Albert Simon, and the rescuing of Alice ensues.

The pair travel the world, guided by the voice in Yuri''s head. Along the way they meet an old fortune teller(whose name escapes me), a 400 year old vampire (Keith Valentine), a Russian spy(Margarette), who join them on their journey. Fast forward, the demons in Yuri's soul threaten to take over and turn him insane and eventually kill him. Using her abilities, Alice pays a visit to his soul, and strikes a pact with the demons: Instead of taking Yuri's soul, they take her soul instead.

As the game progresses, Yuri and Alice gradually fall in even deeper in love. They save the world from Albert Simon and the God he summoned from beyond space.

Yuri promises to take Alice somewhere(I think it was his hometown). They ride off in a train, and Alice goes to sleep. A sleep which she never woke up from, for her pact with the demons have been fulfilled, and Yuri was saved at the expense of her life.

Shadow Hearts: Covenant
"As you buried her with your own hands, you cried till you could cry no more..."

Yuri, for having defeated the god Albert Simon summoned, earned the title Godslayer. He now lives in France in the village of Domremy, which he protects from the impending threat of the German army, which is trying to take control of it for political reasons.

While protecting the village, Yuri gets cursed by an object called the Mistletoe. It curses his soul, and gradually kills it, making him lose his memories, his identity.

Further on in the story, Yuri acquires the Emigre Manuscript; a book with powers to bring back the dead. With the desire to see Alice again, he asks his 700 year old magician friend, Roger Bacon, to help. Roger Bacon agrees, and the experiment is underway.

Roger succeeds in making a vessel for Alice's soul to return into(a body, basically), and begins to call her soul back. However, the experiment fails, and the vessel begins to disintegrate. However, before it totally wilted away...

"Yuri..." Alice called out.
"I love you..."
"I love you too..." Yuri replies in tears(OMFG...I can't believe I'm writing this melodramatic stuff. Anyway...I actually cried at this point. I could relate to Yuri's desire to see the one he loved once again.)

The vessel then disappears.

As the story progresses, Yuri gradually begins losing himself. He also discovers that Alice's soul was within himself. Fast forward, the world is in danger again, and Yuri and friends go all out to save it. At the scene of the final battle, as his friends begin to leave one by one to the place they most desired to be(the only way to leave was to concentrate on where you would like to be at the most), Yuri stayed on in the crumbling platform. Stalagmites are starting to form everywhere. The Mistletoe's Curse then really begins to kick in.

"I know why you stayed there alone. You were afraid to lose yourself. You knew the only way to protect your soul and your memories was to die...

At this point a stalagmite impales a smiling Yuri.

"...Now you don't have to suffer anymore. You don't have to be alone anymore. I'll always be by your side..."

Alice then appears in Yuri's soul and takes him away. End.

Anyway, I have a feeling this game will be condemned by those christians who are damn fucked up, with the demonic themes, the "god" slaying and all. Who gives a damn, I'm an atheist anyway. Well, that's the end of the review.

2004-10-24T01:42:00.000-07:00

When you need a good laugh, watch a Bollywood movie. Even those serious ones about murder and all that. Some of those are so damn ridiculous you'll laugh till you tear. Just finished watching one called "Parwana". Highlights from the movie include:

-The hero(Parawana, I'll call him P) shot a bad guy with an ASSAULT RIFLE in the chest. We're talking about a gun with penetration and perforation abilities. P then comes up to bad guy, exchanged punches with him. Bad guy fights back like Mohammed Ali, then runs off. Bad guy then meets up with his brother before dying.

-A bad guy commits suicide by shooting self in neck. He then talks to P a while before dying.

-P looks for the villain in a chopper. P sees villain in a building, jumps off chopper(without ropes and all)into the building, lands right behind villain and gives chase.

-Villain gets beat up real bad by P. He then stood up and started talking coherently and fluently.

-P needs to get a bomb to the sea in 8 minutes, before the bomb blows up and kills a whole lotta people in a parade. P grabs the bomb, casually slings it over his shoulder and walks off.

-P pushes a guy off his bike and rides towards the sea, with a few thousand ah nehs in his way. En route he slides under trucks, flies off his bike thru someone's windshield before getting on his bike again, rides thru a dance group with a faggot looking singer, before skiding and having the bike fall on his foot. P's foot is severely injured. The damn faggot slided under a truck on his bike, flew off his bike into someone's windshield, and only gets injured when his bike falls on his foot. Mm.

- P manages to get the bomb to the sea where it blows up. Suddenly people carry him up and everyone he knows is at the scene. How the hell did they know he had 8 minutes to get a bomb to the sea? And how the hell did they get from where they were to the sea in 8 minutes? The answer is simple: They are Indians in a Bollywood movie. Anything is possible.

2004-10-19T01:05:00.000-07:00

Vodka makes you get weird dreams. Yesterday was the first time I drank vodka(thanks to Sophia). That very night I dreamt that I kissed someone. I was just chatting with Sophia that night, telling her how the first kiss should be special. In the dream, it seemed that I liked this girl and she felt the same. In the dream, I was...happy. Happy that I was with this girl.
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I am anti City Harvest Church. They are more a cult than a church of god. To them, everything is linked back to their god and the church. You want a big house, money, good results, good health? No need to do anything else, pray to god. You GET good results, money, a big house, good health? None of it are results of your hard work or the miracle of medical science, it's the work of god. Then there's the thing about the tithing. What other church you know has members going out of their way just to donate money? Taking up part time jobs, donating 10% of their salaries, giving up money that could have been spent on more constructive things...

I am VERY anti City Harvest Church. All the money that people have donated to the church, where does it go? Is the church any different from last year? Why the hell won't they come up from underground?

I'll post up some pics of CHC.

Now, I must say I am not anti-Christianity. I am anti-CHC and their activities, and I find them to be a cult that should be banned and stopped. They brainwash you, and you turn into a mindless, money donating and "everything links back to god" person.

I am not looking to make enemies with any of my friends from CHC. Every one of us has opinion on things, and I am just giving my observations and feelings on this.

2004-10-07T08:26:00.000-07:00

What is it exactly I desire? There's this feeling of emptiness I feel that I cannot explain. Maybe I need to talk to someone about it? Tried talking to Slut, she mewed, I didn't understand.

I realise that I may come across to some as an arrogant, snobbish sonofabitch since I seldom talk in class. I don't like to talk around people I'm not familiar with. Hell, I sometimes don't talk around people I'm familiar with. I'm like everyone else; I have mood swings. Just a bit gloomier these days for some reason.

Amanda Righetti just appeared again on The OC! Goddammit I missed her.

Maybe I'm just old fashioned or a little abnormal, but I feel that if you really like someone you wouldn't care for any other. You're not going to look at other girls, you're not going to be thinking about other girls. Perhaps that is one reason I find it hard to let go. Mm. I'm not saying that I'll be the type that will spend all my free time with my girlfriend. That'll be overkill.

Looking at how Seth and Summer ended up(not the sex part, towards the end when they were dancing), I couldn't help but think if someday I would end up like that with her. Chances of that happening is as good as a turtle trying to mate with a hamster, but hey, one can always imagine and fantasize.

2004-10-05T05:43:00.000-07:00

I finally told her off, and man did it feel damn good. Like beating the CS world champion team alone with just a knife. We were supposed to discuss our speech at 9am today in school. I reached there ON THE DOT. She still wasn't there at 9.30, so i msged her. She then called me, and the damn bitch had just woken up. "Sorry, I overslept, my father didn't wake me up". What the FUCKING HELL?! I don't care if your turtle was supposed to be the one to wake you up from your doggy sleep?! Just what the hell were you thinking?! If you know you have something on the next day, in the morning especially, use a goddamn alarm clock you stupid bitch!And if you're late, you're late, don't push the blame to somebody else. No one else but you are responsible for yourself.

I went to the bus stop and took a bus home at 9.30. Got home at 10.30, played Shadow Hearts: Covenant(holy hell, this game is good). The Damn Bitch(I shall now refer to her as DB) msged me at 10.30 and asked if I was at the atrium, and that she will reach in 5 minutes.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!TIME FOR A MATHS LESSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

0930-0900= 30 minutes
1030-0900= 1 hour 30 minutes
1 hour 30 minutes- 30 minutes= 1 hour.

If i had waited till she had arrived, I would have wasted another hour of my precious youth waiting for a DB. Good thing I was smart.

Anyway, that was the last straw, with her always being late for all the projects we've done so far( let's see, 2 hours late for filming in proj. 1, 2 hours late for filming proj. 2, 1 1/2 hours late when we needed to see the locvid tr...). This is the original msg I sent her, uncut, unedited.

"I'm at home. I have better things to do than to wait like an idiot for 1 hour plus. You don't give a fuck, do you? How many times we supposed to meet up and how many times you were damn late? You cannot tell time? I will tell you later what you will speak about, and you go find info. I will do the rest."

The DB replied.(the bracketed words are my comments)

"can you please be reasonable. I called but you din answer. and if you're going home, you could have told me(AHAHA, bitch! if your father was going to forget to wake you up you could have told me first!). i took a cab down and it's like 13 bucks(what about the 1 and a half hours of my youth you wasted, DB?! You think it's worth just 13 bucks?). dis is like ze 2nd time we're meeting up for dis project only. and i was not even late for ze 1st meet up. i was already in school.(Uh huh. You were late by 30 minutes. So being in school but not meeting up with me on time is not considered as being late? Tell you what, for the coming Medisoc test, stand outside the lecture theatre for 1 1/2 hours then go in. You can then tell Suja, "I'm not late! I was already in school, I was just standing outside like the DB I am!"

Anyway, props to me making her waste the 13 dollars. Next time this DB asks anyone who is reading this for money, don't give her shit. She was just saying how broke she was 2 days ago, and she has 13 bucks! I don't know where the hell you're from Ms DB, but from where I come from 13 bucks can last me about a week.

2004-09-30T07:02:00.000-07:00

Turtles must die. The other day, I saw a huge turtle with a big cannon on his back. Then this old man in a lab coat appeared and injected a syringe into himself. He then kept drawing out his blood and spurting it onto the floor. Then all of a sudden, the blood became big big things! There was a woman with tattoos on her face, there was a big bird, there was a big snake, there was this guy in black with a weird looking sword, and this big, green panda thing wearing boxing gloves. The, one by one they began climbing into the turtle's cannon, and the turtle fired them at me! Then out of no where these 3 chicks in blue came out, pulled out my wallet and used it to block the things launched at me, saving me in the process! Then out of nowhere this ninja in black appeared, and began eating what seemed to be 2 spherical spaceships, and disappeared into thin air! Woot! Ah! Damn turtles! Die!

2004-09-29T04:31:00.000-07:00

Life is full of what ifs. What if I had told her earlier? What if I had stayed on for another hour? What if I had asked her? What if I had just opened my mouth and spoke? What ifs=the worst form of regret. Sometimes we shouldn't ponder over a certain matter too much, and just go ahead and do it...although for me, it is helluva lot easier said than done. Well, no use looking back at the past and thinking what if anymore. Every moment spent looking back could have been a moment spent looking forward.

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Sometimes I think I'm scared

Sometimes I know

I feel like making love

Sometimes I don't

I feel like letting go

Maybe not

I feel like giving up

Is all we got

Sometimes is all the time

And never means maybe

Sometimes is all the time

Maybe

And I'm moving on

And I'm moving on (Sometimes I feel alone)

And I'm moving on

Sometimes I make believe

When we're alone

Machines have taken hold

Can you get me to a telephone

It's just the little things

You used to see

Am I still that man who makes you who you want to be

I never noticed

How lovely were the aliens

Lovely were the aliens

I never noticed

Lovely were the aliens

-Velvet Revolver, "Loving the Alien"

2004-09-20T03:29:00.000-07:00

It's been a long year
Since you've been gone
I've been alone here
I've grown old
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling

Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces

I keep a journal of memories
I'm feeling lonely, I can't breathe
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling

All the years I've tried
With more to go
Will the memories die
I'm waiting
Will I find you
Can I find you
We're falling down
I'm falling
-Velvet Revolver, "Fall to Pieces"
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Meh, I'm screwed. I thought what the media critique meant by double spacing was double spacing between the words, not between the lines. I did the former and handed it in. Shit. One more thing, I was telling my friends about the primary school friend I was talking about before(the one whom I said got prettier every time I saw her). Man, they told me they thought the same thing as well. Heh heh, told ya I know a pretty girl when I see one(not to mention I was still a kid back then). Ahem. One more thing, if you ever have a fever, see a doctor immediately. I just came back from an ex-classmate's funeral. Apparently he had a high fever, collapsed and died that day or the next, I'm not sure. His cause of death is still unknown at the moment. At least, his death was a quick one and there was minimal suffering on his part. May he find happiness in the afterlife.

2004-09-13T08:54:00.000-07:00

Solitude is good. Loneliness seems to be the very thing that accompanies me whenever I need someone the most. It's been my companion since those days of outcast long ago. It's a friend that refuses to let go, however I try to escape. It's almost become a symbiotic relationship. I've been bound to it, and it's going to take an impossible key to unlock these chains. And the only person I can curse is myself, for not seizing the chance to break free. Choosing not to break free was a decision I regret sometimes. Attempts at releasing myself only made me look foolish, pathetic and sad. Maybe it is time to leave these chains where they are and leave them be; they might just break away by themselves someday.

2004-09-07T04:22:00.000-07:00

When a guy is all alone in his room at about 2am, extremely bored, his family is asleep, and he has his laptop with a connection, what will he usually do? That's right; he'll start asking his friends stupid questions.

"Hey, may I ask you a personal question?"
"Are you..."
"...a ninja?"

The me from my Secondary school days is coming back. A guy that most people would consider a moron. Talked to Shane on the bus about all the stupid things we did with our friends back then, and then I realised that there's probably a moronic side to everyone of us that will inevitably pop outta nowhere once in a while. That shit about using shirts as turbans and acting like the Taliban whilel playing football in the rain was some funny shit that I least expected outta someone like Shane. I think, me and my guys doing a Banghra dance at the back of class during Physics is probably the last thing people would expect of me as well. So next time, don't worry about talking thrash to people, because they'll most probably talk thrash back to you too. One more thing, Catalina Ponor is DAMN HOT. She's the gymnast from Romania that won the gold. Man, she's damn graceful in her moves as well. Wonder if she's actually a ninja.

2004-08-24T06:25:00.000-07:00

Some people should just shut the hell up sometimes. I cannot take it when I'm around people who whine about everything(okay, I'm whining here, but...). Just SHUT THE FUCK UP(stfu, remember it. It'll come in handy) and get on with whatever the hell you are supposed to do. And oh, some people should get out of their shithole and look at things from another perspective, and realise that the world does not revolve around you. That's right, nobody gives a damn that you slept for 3 hours, nobody cares that you were sick the day before, and certainly no one gives a donkey's ass if are broke, because MOST OF US ARE BROKE MOST OF THE TIME TOO. Then there's the issue of responsibility as well. If you are supposed to do something, put some effort into it and do it well. Don't give shit and cause others trouble, because if that's how your attitude is, you make people like me and many others like myself hate you like the piece of horse shit that you are. And do not always rely on others and think that they do not mind. It is because we are beating/cursing the shit out of you in our minds and when you're not around that we can manage to keep our levels of tolerance towards you up. Man, that felt good.

2004-08-22T07:31:00.000-07:00

Okay, I think it's time to stop referring to the cast of The OC by their screen names.

Marissa-Mischa Barton
Anna-Samaire Armstrong
Hailey-Amanda Righetti
the men-who gives a damn...

And surprise surprise, Samaire's the oldest of the 3. What the hell is the point of this post? Again, I have no idea. I should really start on the medisoc thing. After all, it's 2 days away.

2004-08-21T08:48:00.000-07:00

I think people are coming to realise what types of people the individuals in T103 are. Which is good. Like I always say, there's no need to say anything bad about anyone. It'll all show in time. I knew certain people were posers from day 1, and boy was I right. I knew certain people were the extremely clingy type, and damn, jackpot. A few I suspected were the damn bloody irresponsible type, and I was right again. Anyway, I've realised these few days that Slut might not have been a stray her whole life. She pisses only in drains, she's neutered, she's very comfortable around people, she was a stray when she started sleeping in my bike's basket...indications that some bastard probably abandoned her. Anyway, I'm glad she doesn't have to worry about food or a place to rest her tired paws anymore, with good people(namely me) taking good care of her.

2004-08-05T05:55:00.000-07:00

I've seen a certain primary school classmate of mine a few times on the bus on the way home. I used to like her way back when I was still a stupid fat kid in primary school, till early sec 2. She seems to get prettier every time I see her. Man, I really had foresight. She reminds me of Jacelyn Tay(whom I think is really pretty). They have that same air of classiness(is that a word?). Wanted to ask her out once, but finally decided against it due to certain unresolved issues with myself. Anyway, next time, don't question my tastes in women, because I know I have good tastes. Speaking of women, the OC is coming up later. Can't wait to see Hailey again. Man, she's hot.

2004-08-01T06:54:00.000-07:00

Just got my hair cut today. I know people think my hair's already pretty short, but I just got sick of it. Then again, maybe I've told the guy to cut it too short...I can visualise people asking me all kinda questions about it tomorrow. "You cut your hair?" being the most stupid one. I have no idea why people would ask such an obvious question. No, I'm actually wearing a wig, I didn't cut my hair at all. Talk about a bad hair day. Wait a minute...there's not enough hair to have a bad hair day. Ah shit...

Damn, she's hot

2004-07-30T07:41:00.000-07:00

Yesterday's episode of The O.C. was probably the best one yet, cuz Hailey was introduced. Damn, the show just keeps getting better and better. Marrisa's damn hot, Anna's damn fricking hot, and Hailey's fricking-flames-of-hell hot. Now, if only I could remember her real name...don't ask me why, but I think Marissa's mother is kinda hot too. Speaking of hot, Maria from year 2 of MCM is pretty darn hot as well. Nice tattoo you got there, heh heh. Now, what the hell is the purpose of this post? I really have no idea. I really should be doing the damn Graph comm thing due today. But man, Hailey's so damn hot...

2004-07-19T07:07:00.000-07:00

Today Slut did something which shocked the hell outta me: It tried to catch a lizard. The lizard was on the ceiling, I was feeding Slut, when suddenly the damned cat did a Jackie Chan and ran up my neighbor's door, jumped off it and went after the lizard. Luckily for the reptile, Slut missed. A little surprising how such a cute and affectionate animal can be such a cool and calculating hunter. A good example of how you can never judge a book by it's cover, eh. So those of you who have cats, remember; there's a little tiger in every one of them.

Yet another one of my rants

2004-07-18T02:14:00.000-07:00

Women I like always seem to walk out of my life. This girl I like when I was in Sec 2 graduated. My favorite teacher suddenly quit and went back to journalism. The very first woman I think I loved left and went back to her home country. Coincidence? Tough luck? Screw relationships. Why do some people continuously seek to be in relationships? For companionship? For popularity? For sex? For the sake of getting into one?

When we like someone, how many times out of ten does it start with physical attraction? I'd say about 9. Which is why you should never trust yourself. You think you like the person, but it's just your primal instincts telling you to get into their pants and procreate to keep the human race from going extinct. The next time you think you like someone, stay back and observe. You'd be surprised how many times you feel disgusted by that person's actions. A good example of looking before you leap. You'd be hurt a lot less, you'd waste a lot less time, you'd save a lotta effort trying to attract the person's attention. And you wouldn't make yourself look like a fool.

So the next time you find yourself looking at a guy/gal and you think, "Man, s/he's hot!", you'd know it's the primape in you talking.

Open up your mind

2004-07-14T00:45:00.000-07:00

Open Up Your Mind is a half jap/english song by Mirai. It's a damn nice song...even a metal lover like me likes it, so it'll probably appeal to a lotta others as well. It relates to me and my situation some time back so much, it was a bit freaky. Ah well, for those of you who know what I'm talking about, good for you. Those who don't, well, I'll say when I feel like it.

In this world when life can be so tough
You must be strong
Just believe in yourself and don't you fear
So open up your mind
And close your eyes
Take another look
From the other side

Just remember you are not alone
So don't you fear
Even though you're miles away
I'm by your side
So open up your mind
And close your eyes
I'll be there for you
No matter where you are

For the full lyrics, go to http://www.animelyrics.com/anime/gsaiyuki/openupyourmind.htm.

Another one of my rants

2004-07-12T07:23:00.000-07:00

I have no idea how some people can tell a blatant lie through their teeth just to make themselves look good. It's so pathetic. If you're gay, admit it. If you smoke, admit it. If you like to engage in certain activities with different species of rodents, admit it. No need to deny just so it will make you look cooler or better. It's becoming pretty clear to me what certain people are like. Well, if my observations are correct, time wil show everyone the truth, about what kinda persons people are. No need for me to mention names, like I always say...time will show. Oh, and just a thought, don't accept and believe things as they come. Always question and doubt. You'd be surprised how much more you'll find out if you do.

Simply pathetic...

2004-07-09T06:16:00.000-07:00

Just some stuff about what I've observed throughout the years, and what I'm still observing.

Some girls act cute around guys they like(which is disgusting and degrading in my opinion), while they can be total bitches around others. Some guys try to act cool by going out of their way to to things out of the norm, saying things which no one needs to know about, and frankly, no one wants to hear about, while at the same time, the very same guy can be a real asshole, disrespectful his parents, having ulterior motives for trying to get close a girl, etc.

To the women reading this, don't go acting cute/slutty/innocent around guys. We WILL know when you're not acting normal around us, and I think any decent guy will find it highly insulting that you think you can attract us using such degrading methods. If you do manage to get a guy this way, you'll know that his brain is in his dick.

For the guys, don't try to get a girl by trying to impress her. Don't reveal things that only you should know about just so that it'll make you look good compared to the rest. Doing so will make you look desperate, insecure and pathetic. If any girl falls for you because of what I've mentioned above, then she's probably shallow and just as desperate as you are.

Just my 2 cents' worth.

Home alone...and Slut

2004-07-08T01:46:00.000-07:00

It's boring to be home alone. There's nothing much to do, nothing nice on TV(unless you consider old folks singing nice), not a lot of people online to chat with. With nothing better to do, I set Sophia's mud caked shoes(which she requested I took home, since she was going out after class) out on my window ledge for some much needed airing. They look like they've been dug out of some closet of shoes that she's probably never worn for a hell of a long time. Anyway, having nothing better to do after that, I thought I'd get Slut to scare the caterer by enticing her with some food, but she just couldn't give a damn...stupid cat. After feeding you for 2 months and letting you sleep in the basket of my bicycle, this is the thanks I get? For those of you wondering, Slut's the name of the stray cat that always comes to my house for food and to sleep. My father gave her the name, because he said that she allowed anyone to touch her(as in, patting and stroking, you sickos). She's a nice cat though. She'd follow me into the lift when I take it, she's there at my door when I come home(to demand that I feed her). Took a lot of photos of the cat in my phone(some of you have probably seen it), so if you wanna see, tell me.

Sports and Wellness...wtf?

2004-07-06T19:31:00.000-07:00

Just came outta S&W class, now in canteen 2 with Sophia, Neng Hao and his friend Khien eating in front of me, while I'm sitting here drinking my Green Tea(no oolong tea here). Fitness and Conditioning was pretty much hell(for me, anyway). Six months of slacking off and too much gaming has taken its toll. Time to get in shape...come to think of it, I was never in shape anyway. Guess now's a good time, eh. High time to shut the hell up and get on with it.

Fade to Black

2004-07-06T06:43:00.000-07:00

Life it seems will fade away
Drifting further everyday
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else

I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

If this song were to be given a lotta publicity(sorta like how linkin park does it), I think a hell lot of teens will relate to it. It's just sad that all the music people listen to these days are the over publicised types that have no substance. Music will then be made to cater the people's likes/dislikes, and longer be made to express the artiste's thoughts and ideas(esp true for the rock/metal genre). A good example is Linkin Park. Yes, I think they suck. Their music is boring, and tunes are all the same. They have become no different from 5566 or Fag 4.

Let's see

2004-07-06T05:14:00.000-07:00

I have the most screwed up timetable in my class. No doubt about that. I'm the only one with a 2 hour break on Monday, a 5 hour break on Wednesday and a 3 hour break on Friday. Oh ya, the goddamn speech thing on Thursday...maybe I'll talk about the benefits of drinking. I don't actually drink, but I look like I drink, so perhaps Cordelia will be convinced. We'll see. Well, she already thinks I smoke anyway. Told ya my face gives people the impression of all that is bad.

I know, I know

2004-07-05T07:22:00.000-07:00

I know I look like I want to beat someone up. I know I look pissed. I know I look like I drink, smoke, gamble and fight a lot. And yes, I know I look like I'm in my 20s. So anyone reading this, there's no need for you to tell me...I know. So to whomever it may concern, I do not do any of the above. I know it's hard to believe, but it's the truth. Oh yeah, I AM 17. Anyway, a brief intro: If my blog add didn't tell you already, I hate posers. Posers=people who try to act like someone/something they're not, people who try to show off too much are all goddamn posers. Do not try to be a poser, for everyone's sake. You'll make people dislike you. For the MCM class T103, I think there are a few posers around, tho I'm not going to mention names here, cuz I'm not a gossiping bitch.

Let's try this

2004-07-05T07:12:00.000-07:00

I have no idea why people would want to post on a site like this and write a so called "diary". I know this post itself is a contradiction, but maybe I'll see what's so fun about this.