reminded me of the time when momo was suppose to take care of my soft toys over the summer... and he started creating clips of them humping each other and posted it on postal -.- gh3y!!!
5/17/2005
funniest ad ever
found this on big boys
reminded me of the time when momo was suppose to take care of my soft toys over the summer... and he started creating clips of them humping each other and posted it on postal -.- gh3y!!!
reminded me of the time when momo was suppose to take care of my soft toys over the summer... and he started creating clips of them humping each other and posted it on postal -.- gh3y!!!
short log
er ok... someone asked to see the log of that very night when he sent the pict of his greying matter since i deleted that disgusting thing... prior to this we were talking ingame, during a siege that we lost (when ds lost giran to WAR), when he said after the siege he has a surprise for me.
31/10/2004 6:14:05 PM SiL3nT xD
31/10/2004 6:14:12 PM ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~ =)
31/10/2004 6:14:35 PM SiL3nT time for you suprise :P
31/10/2004 6:14:38 PM SiL3nT (L)
31/10/2004 6:14:53 PM SiL3nT sends Picture 010.jpg
31/10/2004 6:15:01 PM You have successfully received C:\Documents and Settings\Cheryl\My Documents\My Received Files\
Picture 010.jpg from SiL3nT.
31/10/2004 6:15:18 PM ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~ =/
31/10/2004 6:15:27 PM ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~ i am not into looking at other people's cock 31/10/2004 6:15:35 PM SiL3nT T_T
31/10/2004 6:15:50 PM ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~ anyways brb dvc time
nothing much to see really but o.o oh wells...
guess now we know why he wasn't so into that siege huh...
31/10/2004 6:14:05 PM SiL3nT xD
31/10/2004 6:14:12 PM ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~ =)
31/10/2004 6:14:35 PM SiL3nT time for you suprise :P
31/10/2004 6:14:38 PM SiL3nT (L)
31/10/2004 6:14:53 PM SiL3nT sends Picture 010.jpg
31/10/2004 6:15:01 PM You have successfully received C:\Documents and Settings\Cheryl\My Documents\My Received Files\
Picture 010.jpg from SiL3nT.
31/10/2004 6:15:18 PM ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~ =/
31/10/2004 6:15:27 PM ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~ i am not into looking at other people's cock 31/10/2004 6:15:35 PM SiL3nT T_T
31/10/2004 6:15:50 PM ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~ anyways brb dvc time
nothing much to see really but o.o oh wells...
guess now we know why he wasn't so into that siege huh...
5/16/2005
who let this tard out part 2
just so u guys know, just coz my blog is set such that you only see a few posts on the first page, does not mean that ur comments go un-noticed, or that that particular post is forgotten.
each and everyone of my post were made coz something happened and thus i post. it is not likely that i would forget them. and comments by the way, have been set such that i am alerted via email when i receive them. i am quite dedicated to my friends, i'm afraid.
commenting on a post that is no longer on first page does not mean that u can hide ur existence or the fact that u have actually read something and called me names or try and start some shit... all on my blog.
hey matt, butthurt about the truth? Just coz i don't tell you to shut it, doesn't mean i was "enjoying" it. just coz you get an erection, doesn't mean i do. the fact remains, u didn't even realise people don't like it, and it wasn't just me alone. letting u cyber to urself with no replies, u don't seem to get it. it took lobo and shmo to get u to not only get the idea but to finally stfu.
[14:55] §î£³ñ† - dinner: im sorry honey :(
[14:55] *** Auto-response sent to §î£³ñ† - dinner: I am currently away from the computer.[14:55] ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~: huh?
[14:55] §î£³ñ† - dinner: im sorry hun :'(
[14:56] ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~: o.o" wassup
[14:56] §î£³ñ† - dinner: your friend came and talked to me
[14:57] ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~: o.o oo
[14:57] ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~: ok
[14:57] §î£³ñ† - dinner: i understand if your mad at me and dont want to talk to me ever again, but im sorry sweetie :(
[14:57] ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~: heh
[14:57] §î£³ñ† - dinner: im a bad guy
[14:58] §î£³ñ† - dinner: and im sorry if i make you feel uncomfortable
[14:59] §î£³ñ† - dinner: i love you hun and im sorry
[14:59] §î£³ñ† - dinner: i really am :(
moments later... when people started pm-ing him to get a life and stop harassing me...
[15:03] §î£³ñ† - dinner: fine now im getting made fun of
[15:03] *** Auto-response sent to §î£³ñ† - dinner: I am currently away from the computer.[15:03] §î£³ñ† - dinner: this is great
as per norm... ignoring him doesn't seem to get it through to his head....
[15:07] *** Auto-response sent to §î£³ñ† - dinner: I am currently away from the computer.[15:14] §î£³ñ† - dinner: im sorry
Session Close (§î£³ñ† - dinner): Wed Jan 19 15:18:37 2005
Session Start (pigshitz@hotmail.com:§î£³ñ† - dinner): Wed Jan 19 15:20:18 2005
[15:20] §î£³ñ† - dinner: night honey im going to bed :(
[15:20] *** Auto-response sent to §î£³ñ† - dinner: I am currently away from the computer.[15:20] §î£³ñ† - dinner: sweet dreams and im sorry
Session Close (§î£³ñ† - dinner): Wed Jan 19 15:48:07 2005
Session Start (pigshitz@hotmail.com:§î£³ñ†): Thu Jan 20 00:59:11 2005
[00:59] §î£³ñ†: good morning honey
Session Close (§î£³ñ†): Thu Jan 20 03:23:17 2005
Session Start (pigshitz@hotmail.com:§î£³ñ†): Thu Jan 20 03:26:58 2005
[03:26] §î£³ñ†: you are my shining (*) star honey, i love you :)
Session Close (§î£³ñ†): Thu Jan 20 03:52:40 2005
just coz u can't get laid u real life doesn't mean u haunt girls in a pixelised environment. life don't work that way.
subsequently, he sent me an email, stating he was sorry, but i should have told him to stop or something along that line and that whatever was said was said in jest. i have since deleted that email dated jan 20th.
of coz, when he left the alliance coz he left his clan and etc etc, he first blocked me then took me off friendlist like it mattered to me. losers normally try and just restart their lives in game. this one, is not only a sore loser, he was also a retarded loser who thinks his actions matters to the very people who are disgusted by him.
and VT your wife stacey hasent only done it with me good luck in life.
well, who are u to say what she has or has not done? u seen her at work? u know her personally? wait a minute. aren't u the guy who claims to "love" someone and want to get laid with someone, OVER THE NET? people whom u haven't even seen nor talk much to? so how much does ur words weigh? nothing?
real life isn't kain, nor holds the type of drama like kain. u can hide behind ur monitor, u can't hide the fact that u have a greying penis or that u don't have the balls to admit that u tried to lay half the female population on kain that u know of.
or that when no clans want you, u go lick the balls of the very people u tried to pk and declare as faggots/zerg/no balls (oh the irony... got to love alliance chat.).
Quote "I have always respected you guys as enemies, and now i want to fight alongside you guys as allies" *puke* my ass, go lick more fa ass. it's a game ffs. ur making it sound like... the corporate world *shudders* which incidentally, if u have been found sexually harassing ur colleagues, ur likely to get the boot anyways, and rejected by others companies, because ur a shame and a pain in the ass.
incidentally, he left alliance and clan and attempted to join the "enemies" coz, obvious to everyone la, he tried to get the girls in alliance to cyber him...
profile of Sil3nt: big e-ego, small penis.
length of e-penis: 8=================================================D
actual length of penis:8D
according to him, he's so great he would die for his clan, he would pk for his clan. when he does pk though, he goes "omg my e-balls is so big" to himself while he announces to everyone what he did.
according to him, his clan didn't appreciate what he ever did for his clan and that people made his life miserable.
according to him, females who play pc games should be subjugated to his virtual fantasies, coz he's too poor to pay for more bandwidth to dl actual porn. and if they don't, they are "stupid bitch(es)".
grow some balls matt. get a real relationship, and actually feel something for her that's not from the pants. when stuff are being talked about that u know u did, face it like the man that u said u r, instead of running away coz ur embarassed.
i mean, man, everyone knows that u cyber girls ingame, not just coz i told them abt u. if u can do it, why be shy abt it? coz u can't get it up irl?
and why post a comment after it leaves the first page?
the truth, always hurts. u can hide all u want, but the truth is within u, not in the air around u.
finally realised why his name turned up as chinese on my screen... set mine to chinese traditional viewing. to see the way he tried to prettify his nick on msn, change ur western code or whatever code to unicode.. comes up some swishy thing...
each and everyone of my post were made coz something happened and thus i post. it is not likely that i would forget them. and comments by the way, have been set such that i am alerted via email when i receive them. i am quite dedicated to my friends, i'm afraid.
commenting on a post that is no longer on first page does not mean that u can hide ur existence or the fact that u have actually read something and called me names or try and start some shit... all on my blog.
hey matt, butthurt about the truth? Just coz i don't tell you to shut it, doesn't mean i was "enjoying" it. just coz you get an erection, doesn't mean i do. the fact remains, u didn't even realise people don't like it, and it wasn't just me alone. letting u cyber to urself with no replies, u don't seem to get it. it took lobo and shmo to get u to not only get the idea but to finally stfu.
[14:55] §î£³ñ† - dinner: im sorry honey :(
[14:55] *** Auto-response sent to §î£³ñ† - dinner: I am currently away from the computer.[14:55] ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~: huh?
[14:55] §î£³ñ† - dinner: im sorry hun :'(
[14:56] ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~: o.o" wassup
[14:56] §î£³ñ† - dinner: your friend came and talked to me
[14:57] ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~: o.o oo
[14:57] ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~: ok
[14:57] §î£³ñ† - dinner: i understand if your mad at me and dont want to talk to me ever again, but im sorry sweetie :(
[14:57] ~(*)aNg3 dReAmS(*)~: heh
[14:57] §î£³ñ† - dinner: im a bad guy
[14:58] §î£³ñ† - dinner: and im sorry if i make you feel uncomfortable
[14:59] §î£³ñ† - dinner: i love you hun and im sorry
[14:59] §î£³ñ† - dinner: i really am :(
moments later... when people started pm-ing him to get a life and stop harassing me...
[15:03] §î£³ñ† - dinner: fine now im getting made fun of
[15:03] *** Auto-response sent to §î£³ñ† - dinner: I am currently away from the computer.[15:03] §î£³ñ† - dinner: this is great
as per norm... ignoring him doesn't seem to get it through to his head....
[15:07] *** Auto-response sent to §î£³ñ† - dinner: I am currently away from the computer.[15:14] §î£³ñ† - dinner: im sorry
Session Close (§î£³ñ† - dinner): Wed Jan 19 15:18:37 2005
Session Start (pigshitz@hotmail.com:§î£³ñ† - dinner): Wed Jan 19 15:20:18 2005
[15:20] §î£³ñ† - dinner: night honey im going to bed :(
[15:20] *** Auto-response sent to §î£³ñ† - dinner: I am currently away from the computer.[15:20] §î£³ñ† - dinner: sweet dreams and im sorry
Session Close (§î£³ñ† - dinner): Wed Jan 19 15:48:07 2005
Session Start (pigshitz@hotmail.com:§î£³ñ†): Thu Jan 20 00:59:11 2005
[00:59] §î£³ñ†: good morning honey
Session Close (§î£³ñ†): Thu Jan 20 03:23:17 2005
Session Start (pigshitz@hotmail.com:§î£³ñ†): Thu Jan 20 03:26:58 2005
[03:26] §î£³ñ†: you are my shining (*) star honey, i love you :)
Session Close (§î£³ñ†): Thu Jan 20 03:52:40 2005
just coz u can't get laid u real life doesn't mean u haunt girls in a pixelised environment. life don't work that way.
subsequently, he sent me an email, stating he was sorry, but i should have told him to stop or something along that line and that whatever was said was said in jest. i have since deleted that email dated jan 20th.
of coz, when he left the alliance coz he left his clan and etc etc, he first blocked me then took me off friendlist like it mattered to me. losers normally try and just restart their lives in game. this one, is not only a sore loser, he was also a retarded loser who thinks his actions matters to the very people who are disgusted by him.
and VT your wife stacey hasent only done it with me good luck in life.
well, who are u to say what she has or has not done? u seen her at work? u know her personally? wait a minute. aren't u the guy who claims to "love" someone and want to get laid with someone, OVER THE NET? people whom u haven't even seen nor talk much to? so how much does ur words weigh? nothing?
real life isn't kain, nor holds the type of drama like kain. u can hide behind ur monitor, u can't hide the fact that u have a greying penis or that u don't have the balls to admit that u tried to lay half the female population on kain that u know of.
or that when no clans want you, u go lick the balls of the very people u tried to pk and declare as faggots/zerg/no balls (oh the irony... got to love alliance chat.).
Quote "I have always respected you guys as enemies, and now i want to fight alongside you guys as allies" *puke* my ass, go lick more fa ass. it's a game ffs. ur making it sound like... the corporate world *shudders* which incidentally, if u have been found sexually harassing ur colleagues, ur likely to get the boot anyways, and rejected by others companies, because ur a shame and a pain in the ass.
incidentally, he left alliance and clan and attempted to join the "enemies" coz, obvious to everyone la, he tried to get the girls in alliance to cyber him...
profile of Sil3nt: big e-ego, small penis.
length of e-penis: 8=================================================D
actual length of penis:8D
according to him, he's so great he would die for his clan, he would pk for his clan. when he does pk though, he goes "omg my e-balls is so big" to himself while he announces to everyone what he did.
according to him, his clan didn't appreciate what he ever did for his clan and that people made his life miserable.
according to him, females who play pc games should be subjugated to his virtual fantasies, coz he's too poor to pay for more bandwidth to dl actual porn. and if they don't, they are "stupid bitch(es)".
grow some balls matt. get a real relationship, and actually feel something for her that's not from the pants. when stuff are being talked about that u know u did, face it like the man that u said u r, instead of running away coz ur embarassed.
i mean, man, everyone knows that u cyber girls ingame, not just coz i told them abt u. if u can do it, why be shy abt it? coz u can't get it up irl?
and why post a comment after it leaves the first page?
the truth, always hurts. u can hide all u want, but the truth is within u, not in the air around u.
finally realised why his name turned up as chinese on my screen... set mine to chinese traditional viewing. to see the way he tried to prettify his nick on msn, change ur western code or whatever code to unicode.. comes up some swishy thing...
call the... testicular surgeon!!
ahaha i saw this on postal.... then went to search for a proper link... this is too funny...
Would-be rapist loses testicle
From correspondents in LimaMay 14, 2005
From: Reuters
A PERUVIAN woman sank her teeth into the testicles of a man who broke into her property to steal cattle and tried to rape her, leaving doctors no option but to lop one off, police and officials said today."It looked like a dog bite. The man arrived with his right testicle dead and hanging by a thread ... there was nothing to do but cut it off," said Hugo Jaime, a surgeon in the regional hospital in Huanuco, in the Andes, northeast of Lima.
The incident happened in a remote village when Hermogenes Meza and 10 men tried to steal Elizabeth Coz's cattle.
Ms Coz was not arrested because she acted out of self-defence, police said. The men ran away when Ms Coz and relatives started stoning them.
i remember, a long long long time ago, some woman in new york i think, was almost raped. she reached down and did the only thing she could, being on the floor, and "broke it".
i know i know, it cant be broken technically speaking. but it was "broken" as in the capillaries and such or something... the blood stuff. by the time the police came, that guy's cock was spluttering blood.
ok i know it's painful, and it didn't quite happen in the most exciting or comedic of times. rapists shud be screwed with an exhaust pipe, or made to hump them. but that isn't my point here.
it's "ouch" >.> (and after that, lotsa laughing ahahahaaha)
Would-be rapist loses testicle
From correspondents in LimaMay 14, 2005
From: Reuters
A PERUVIAN woman sank her teeth into the testicles of a man who broke into her property to steal cattle and tried to rape her, leaving doctors no option but to lop one off, police and officials said today."It looked like a dog bite. The man arrived with his right testicle dead and hanging by a thread ... there was nothing to do but cut it off," said Hugo Jaime, a surgeon in the regional hospital in Huanuco, in the Andes, northeast of Lima.
The incident happened in a remote village when Hermogenes Meza and 10 men tried to steal Elizabeth Coz's cattle.
Ms Coz was not arrested because she acted out of self-defence, police said. The men ran away when Ms Coz and relatives started stoning them.
i remember, a long long long time ago, some woman in new york i think, was almost raped. she reached down and did the only thing she could, being on the floor, and "broke it".
i know i know, it cant be broken technically speaking. but it was "broken" as in the capillaries and such or something... the blood stuff. by the time the police came, that guy's cock was spluttering blood.
ok i know it's painful, and it didn't quite happen in the most exciting or comedic of times. rapists shud be screwed with an exhaust pipe, or made to hump them. but that isn't my point here.
it's "ouch" >.> (and after that, lotsa laughing ahahahaaha)
5/15/2005
housemates and cranky cameras
sigh.
a while ago, i mention the pros and cons of living on campus vs off campus. today though, looking at the dishes left in the sink, and at the bin, i wish i was living on my own or back on campus or something anyways.
having house mates is in itself a sort of.. uncomfortable obligation to do certain things, like keeping ur volume down late at night keeping the area clean etc. but when ur house mate is also your friend u tend to keep quiet about some things more too, because u just don't see why u should make any noise about it.
but since the beginning of moving in till now, all linxy has ever did was carry out rubbish once. although he said he had carry it out a 2nd package, 4 days between saying he would do it till i eventually took it out coz it stank up the kitchen. the only way he avoided it was by closing the doors. but keeping it away from sight does not make it gone forever.
using the dishwasher does not mean that u have done the dishes. it merely means that there was a great load that u obviously helped piled on but didn't bother to help unpile till things started looking hefty. sure i don't have to wash for him. but dirty dishes takes up space. dirty dishes means less dishes that can be used and when they pile up eventually u still have to wash them so u can use them.
clothes rack are meant for drying clothes. not to hang clothes on them forever and ever and be forgotten till u need those clothes again. WARDROBES though are meant for that.
picking on when i will be washing the dishes or cleaning up stuff, clearing up rubbish when you have done nothing much yourself other than come home from work, l2, go sleep, l2, go work, l2, go sleep, l2, isn't fair to me.
what should i do? talk to him? i don't know. i tried talking once didn't quite work when he's like "panda, i did this and this and this ok..." and well. yer. u did only these. =/
so while i was whining at the unwashed dishes, i was also groaning over what i should do with my cranky camera. perhaps, i thought, it's time to change it. i mean, it's gone insipid on me, grainy pictures, retarded colour, isn't that a hint to change it? but no... i went out to the shops and had a look at the prices and it's dumb. most shops have very bare minimum of cameras on display. and most on display are just olympus, canon and sony. 3 brands, barely minimums of the more "choicer" kinds of cameras and that's it.
choicier in their pov coz they cost more.
i don't even know what camera i want anymore anyways. at the same time i am tempted to get canon, i have seen so much of it at work from my friends. on the other hand i want to get another sony, coz my dad bought this last memory stick and i kinda don't wana sell it away to get myself a sd card.
not that sony's cameras sux. they just no longer are worth the price tag.
i am also not a very big techie. just a simple camera with optical zoom so i can zoom in on that cute neighbour across.
anyone has any suggestions? or list down what camera you use? :D
a while ago, i mention the pros and cons of living on campus vs off campus. today though, looking at the dishes left in the sink, and at the bin, i wish i was living on my own or back on campus or something anyways.
having house mates is in itself a sort of.. uncomfortable obligation to do certain things, like keeping ur volume down late at night keeping the area clean etc. but when ur house mate is also your friend u tend to keep quiet about some things more too, because u just don't see why u should make any noise about it.
but since the beginning of moving in till now, all linxy has ever did was carry out rubbish once. although he said he had carry it out a 2nd package, 4 days between saying he would do it till i eventually took it out coz it stank up the kitchen. the only way he avoided it was by closing the doors. but keeping it away from sight does not make it gone forever.
using the dishwasher does not mean that u have done the dishes. it merely means that there was a great load that u obviously helped piled on but didn't bother to help unpile till things started looking hefty. sure i don't have to wash for him. but dirty dishes takes up space. dirty dishes means less dishes that can be used and when they pile up eventually u still have to wash them so u can use them.
clothes rack are meant for drying clothes. not to hang clothes on them forever and ever and be forgotten till u need those clothes again. WARDROBES though are meant for that.
picking on when i will be washing the dishes or cleaning up stuff, clearing up rubbish when you have done nothing much yourself other than come home from work, l2, go sleep, l2, go work, l2, go sleep, l2, isn't fair to me.
what should i do? talk to him? i don't know. i tried talking once didn't quite work when he's like "panda, i did this and this and this ok..." and well. yer. u did only these. =/
so while i was whining at the unwashed dishes, i was also groaning over what i should do with my cranky camera. perhaps, i thought, it's time to change it. i mean, it's gone insipid on me, grainy pictures, retarded colour, isn't that a hint to change it? but no... i went out to the shops and had a look at the prices and it's dumb. most shops have very bare minimum of cameras on display. and most on display are just olympus, canon and sony. 3 brands, barely minimums of the more "choicer" kinds of cameras and that's it.
choicier in their pov coz they cost more.
i don't even know what camera i want anymore anyways. at the same time i am tempted to get canon, i have seen so much of it at work from my friends. on the other hand i want to get another sony, coz my dad bought this last memory stick and i kinda don't wana sell it away to get myself a sd card.
not that sony's cameras sux. they just no longer are worth the price tag.
i am also not a very big techie. just a simple camera with optical zoom so i can zoom in on that cute neighbour across.
anyone has any suggestions? or list down what camera you use? :D
fight club
This morning at about 1.45 a.m, a fight started outside a club in Canberra City, known as Three Degrees.
Three Degrees was holding a theme night, with Banghra music as the theme music.
With approximately 100- 200 people at the maximum possible capacity, it looks like it was going to be a wild party. And it was.
A solid built white man, who was noticed to be outside the club since a while ago, was suddenly noticed to be arguing loudly with 2 of the club's patrons. Arguments soon lead to a scuffle, resulting in the aforesaid man being noticed to be kicking and pushing one of the 2 patrons, a young man of North Indian descent.
Soon, the scuffle turned into a full on brawl, with the club patrons all looking on from the inside, save a few who were still dancing to the music. by then, the gruffily built man was seen throwing a cafe style table at the young man and his friend, who were both struck on their faces as they were standing side by side. An eyewitness even handed a chair to the gruffy man, as if to aid him in throwing more chairs, but was ignored.
Further assault was performed on the young man, resulting with him bleeding profusely as he slid of the boot of a blue coloured car that was parked outside the club.
At this, an excited club throng ran towards the 3 people, resulting in a flurry running aways by various people.
It is not known if the man who assaulted the young Indian man returned with the rest of the club crowd.
The bleeding man was taken into the handicaps toilet to recuperate and later taken to the hospital.
His friend was taken by the police for questioning.
Investigations are still on-going.
Anyone with more info, do contact the police.
~Pandeurs (what u think? an actual news report? duh....)
I know club fights happen regularly in various parts of the world, it isn't something new. it's new to me that police were actually called in, that the entire club had to stop and everyone were filed out for questionning, otherwise, as threatened, we had be arrested for obstructing law's progress.
Check out the blood man... this guy seems to have his full 2 liters and a half all right.
it's under the table because people were ruining forensic evidence with their beer filled soles. glass were all over the floor too from the raving friend.
so the story goes. sheetle asked me out to go for this bhangra night thing 3 degrees was holding. i'm not sure why i agreed to go along, mind you, since you know i have got l2, homework, essays due still and so on. but i haven't seen her in abit, and i thought, hey, why not, and i get to dance too.
but by the time i met her, i was honestly tired from all the walking i did yesterday (aka, from the picture taking i did). but i thought it should be good to go along anyways.
to be honest, i felt out of place. the music feels all out of rhythm for me, or i just cant feel the beat, or both. like i said, i was tired. so it's like really bad that i couldn't feel the music like i usually do.
to top it off, the dj was pissing me a little coz considering it was bhangra night, at one point it was all just english music, and i think "yeah" was played like 4 times in a space of like 40 mins or something. his rhythm change was also too soon and too sudden. like say, yeah then he changes to some slower tempo, then a way faster tempo, all under 8 minutes.
what was good though is watching a large array of good dancers working it out. from pure out indian dancing, to indian/r&b, to indian/hip-hop, it was fairly interesting and i wana dance like that and so i did. with the result of a very very sore hip, thigh muscles and balls of my feet. heels isn't something to learn new stuff in.
but i kept spacing out between dancing and the music, and soon migraine settled in.
just when it really got good... the fight started. the aforesaid gruffy guy, whom i shall name fatty, had already been sitting out there for a while. i am not quite sure what happened and how the fight started.
there can only be 2 things i can think of.
racial issues: guy is indian. assaulter is white. in stupid places like clubs, people talk shit without thinking.
girl issues: right after the fight, a girl was noticeably crying into her friend's arms and then subsequently disappeared abt the same time the police arrived. then again, she could be freaked out due to the blood and fight involved.
if you're wondering if i could tell u how those people look like and so on, no i can't. the only thing i can tell u is this:
they like jeans.
Fatty was wearing a 3/4 one, like those skateboarder wannabes u know. the other 2 were wearing the same colour of jeans but normal straight cuts for guys.
and the guy who handed the chair to fatty is a retarded fuck.
anyways, i don't wana see wrong people arrested because i am not sure if fatty got away. on the other hand, i am certain they shud arrest the fuck who passed the chair to him. but with limited capabilities, i could only say they all wear jeans...
anyways i will attempt to say this story with paint :( i didn't realise that it was a fight going on. when i originally saw the pushing and stuff, i thought it was some drunkards filling each other up. so no picts were taken.
ok, this is my point of view in the club. not very accurate, but adequate enough to let u know i aint tall enough to be free of the frosted portions of the glass, nor short enough. so all i ever saw, were legs and more legs, other than the one time the 2 guys fell down from the table being thrown in their face, and that time when fatty was sitting and i saw his arm hair... (no arm pits duh)
this was where the fight first started as far as i could see, between a blue car and a silver car. fatty tried to kick indian 1 (the main guy who got hurt as far as i could see) 3 times, landing 2 times.
this was when fatty first grabbed the table. it's scary, u know, watching a guy grab a chair with 1 hand and swinging it right into someone's face. much less 2 persons' those words were my own, coz i can imagine them going wtf...
how indian 1 got pushed onto the boot, probably got punched or something before being released and dumped to the ground.
my conclusion? it's a guy thing. they can't communicate as well as girls could, thus the need to use physical violence to get their idea across. Sometimes, it's not uber violent, other times it's the NEED TO SEE IT HAPPENING that shits me.
tonight for example, according to the police, whom i left a statement with, i was also one of the more detailed ones. thing is, at least 60% of them rushed to the window and were staring... some went out and k-po. all of them ran after fatty at least, making it like some kind of wild wild west movie or bolly wood style where they run to the fields to dance as a group, except these ran back too.
but, everyone i saw filed out of the door were MOSTLY not leaving statements. i know they want less trouble, but u know, someone could be wrongly implicated. and the real bitch set free.
could u walk out on that with your conscience? i can't.
at any rate, the police were nice enough to let us go and brought us to the front of ali baba's so we could eat.
literally the front o.o. he drove up the pavement and parked right at door. wahaahaha!!! best service!!! probably coz of many stuff that made it so long as well. were there for like almost 2 hrs or something. because i had more details i guess, plus slight errors on his part, thus confusing me 2.
i must say though, the chinese/thai (me and sheetle can't decide) detective was so hot man. so cool. saunters in ala Chou Ren Fatt, black overcoat and so on.. waaaaaaa *drools*
ahem
unlike the movies though =X i was a little disappointed. i wasn't lead into this cell like thing with sound proof walls that has got holes in it and then u know, just me and so and so talking, and him taking notes or using type writer.
just a normal dell and word pad T_T so sad!!!! or at least more high class la!! use palm top!!! buuuttt noooooooo dell. -.- geez.
also, on a side note. when you go clubbing, please be considerate. SUN DANCES are meant to be performed out in the fields, thus the word SUN so u can entice SUN. there are little people around u too, who doesn't need to know which direction ur arm pit hair grows, nor how it smells.
further more, learn to say sorry then do the right thing. not say sorry once, and then sundance ur way to hell. i can not count the number of times i kena on the head by some retard's elbows and wildly flaying arms. they were doing the sun dance, the boob dance (u know where they shake the boobs while doing belly dancing, ya like that) and the "praying mantis dance".
first off. HE and his FRIEND has no boobs. so wtf at across the dance floor boob dance.
2nd, they aren't praying mantis, so wtf again at across the dance floor praying mantis dance, complete with squating on the floor and dancing towards each other, like mating season or something.
thirdly, the fucking dance floor is so small, they literally blocked people from being able to dance happily, with their flaying arms, arm pit smell, shouting on top of the already loud music, thereby making us efficiently deaf for 20 mins each time.
not to mention that bump on my head from constant knocking. no matter where i hide, they manage to come close enough to hit my head.
no i am not short.
and kicking people is not a form of dance, at least not in clubs. thx.
ok time to get the smoke, beer and armpit smell off of me. stinky shit early in the morning. damn!!!
damn camera actually got the blood, but wont take sunrise again T_T
ooo forgot to add, i move my entire ah... hrm... speakers and ah... my ipod into bath room... and u wonder why i stay so long in there
Three Degrees was holding a theme night, with Banghra music as the theme music.
With approximately 100- 200 people at the maximum possible capacity, it looks like it was going to be a wild party. And it was.
A solid built white man, who was noticed to be outside the club since a while ago, was suddenly noticed to be arguing loudly with 2 of the club's patrons. Arguments soon lead to a scuffle, resulting in the aforesaid man being noticed to be kicking and pushing one of the 2 patrons, a young man of North Indian descent.
Soon, the scuffle turned into a full on brawl, with the club patrons all looking on from the inside, save a few who were still dancing to the music. by then, the gruffily built man was seen throwing a cafe style table at the young man and his friend, who were both struck on their faces as they were standing side by side. An eyewitness even handed a chair to the gruffy man, as if to aid him in throwing more chairs, but was ignored.
Further assault was performed on the young man, resulting with him bleeding profusely as he slid of the boot of a blue coloured car that was parked outside the club.
At this, an excited club throng ran towards the 3 people, resulting in a flurry running aways by various people.
It is not known if the man who assaulted the young Indian man returned with the rest of the club crowd.
The bleeding man was taken into the handicaps toilet to recuperate and later taken to the hospital.
His friend was taken by the police for questioning.
Investigations are still on-going.
Anyone with more info, do contact the police.
~Pandeurs (what u think? an actual news report? duh....)
I know club fights happen regularly in various parts of the world, it isn't something new. it's new to me that police were actually called in, that the entire club had to stop and everyone were filed out for questionning, otherwise, as threatened, we had be arrested for obstructing law's progress.
Check out the blood man... this guy seems to have his full 2 liters and a half all right.
it's under the table because people were ruining forensic evidence with their beer filled soles. glass were all over the floor too from the raving friend.
so the story goes. sheetle asked me out to go for this bhangra night thing 3 degrees was holding. i'm not sure why i agreed to go along, mind you, since you know i have got l2, homework, essays due still and so on. but i haven't seen her in abit, and i thought, hey, why not, and i get to dance too.
but by the time i met her, i was honestly tired from all the walking i did yesterday (aka, from the picture taking i did). but i thought it should be good to go along anyways.
to be honest, i felt out of place. the music feels all out of rhythm for me, or i just cant feel the beat, or both. like i said, i was tired. so it's like really bad that i couldn't feel the music like i usually do.
to top it off, the dj was pissing me a little coz considering it was bhangra night, at one point it was all just english music, and i think "yeah" was played like 4 times in a space of like 40 mins or something. his rhythm change was also too soon and too sudden. like say, yeah then he changes to some slower tempo, then a way faster tempo, all under 8 minutes.
what was good though is watching a large array of good dancers working it out. from pure out indian dancing, to indian/r&b, to indian/hip-hop, it was fairly interesting and i wana dance like that and so i did. with the result of a very very sore hip, thigh muscles and balls of my feet. heels isn't something to learn new stuff in.
but i kept spacing out between dancing and the music, and soon migraine settled in.
just when it really got good... the fight started. the aforesaid gruffy guy, whom i shall name fatty, had already been sitting out there for a while. i am not quite sure what happened and how the fight started.
there can only be 2 things i can think of.
racial issues: guy is indian. assaulter is white. in stupid places like clubs, people talk shit without thinking.
girl issues: right after the fight, a girl was noticeably crying into her friend's arms and then subsequently disappeared abt the same time the police arrived. then again, she could be freaked out due to the blood and fight involved.
if you're wondering if i could tell u how those people look like and so on, no i can't. the only thing i can tell u is this:
they like jeans.
Fatty was wearing a 3/4 one, like those skateboarder wannabes u know. the other 2 were wearing the same colour of jeans but normal straight cuts for guys.
and the guy who handed the chair to fatty is a retarded fuck.
anyways, i don't wana see wrong people arrested because i am not sure if fatty got away. on the other hand, i am certain they shud arrest the fuck who passed the chair to him. but with limited capabilities, i could only say they all wear jeans...
anyways i will attempt to say this story with paint :( i didn't realise that it was a fight going on. when i originally saw the pushing and stuff, i thought it was some drunkards filling each other up. so no picts were taken.
ok, this is my point of view in the club. not very accurate, but adequate enough to let u know i aint tall enough to be free of the frosted portions of the glass, nor short enough. so all i ever saw, were legs and more legs, other than the one time the 2 guys fell down from the table being thrown in their face, and that time when fatty was sitting and i saw his arm hair... (no arm pits duh)
this was where the fight first started as far as i could see, between a blue car and a silver car. fatty tried to kick indian 1 (the main guy who got hurt as far as i could see) 3 times, landing 2 times.
this was when fatty first grabbed the table. it's scary, u know, watching a guy grab a chair with 1 hand and swinging it right into someone's face. much less 2 persons' those words were my own, coz i can imagine them going wtf...
how indian 1 got pushed onto the boot, probably got punched or something before being released and dumped to the ground.
my conclusion? it's a guy thing. they can't communicate as well as girls could, thus the need to use physical violence to get their idea across. Sometimes, it's not uber violent, other times it's the NEED TO SEE IT HAPPENING that shits me.
tonight for example, according to the police, whom i left a statement with, i was also one of the more detailed ones. thing is, at least 60% of them rushed to the window and were staring... some went out and k-po. all of them ran after fatty at least, making it like some kind of wild wild west movie or bolly wood style where they run to the fields to dance as a group, except these ran back too.
but, everyone i saw filed out of the door were MOSTLY not leaving statements. i know they want less trouble, but u know, someone could be wrongly implicated. and the real bitch set free.
could u walk out on that with your conscience? i can't.
at any rate, the police were nice enough to let us go and brought us to the front of ali baba's so we could eat.
literally the front o.o. he drove up the pavement and parked right at door. wahaahaha!!! best service!!! probably coz of many stuff that made it so long as well. were there for like almost 2 hrs or something. because i had more details i guess, plus slight errors on his part, thus confusing me 2.
i must say though, the chinese/thai (me and sheetle can't decide) detective was so hot man. so cool. saunters in ala Chou Ren Fatt, black overcoat and so on.. waaaaaaa *drools*
ahem
unlike the movies though =X i was a little disappointed. i wasn't lead into this cell like thing with sound proof walls that has got holes in it and then u know, just me and so and so talking, and him taking notes or using type writer.
just a normal dell and word pad T_T so sad!!!! or at least more high class la!! use palm top!!! buuuttt noooooooo dell. -.- geez.
also, on a side note. when you go clubbing, please be considerate. SUN DANCES are meant to be performed out in the fields, thus the word SUN so u can entice SUN. there are little people around u too, who doesn't need to know which direction ur arm pit hair grows, nor how it smells.
further more, learn to say sorry then do the right thing. not say sorry once, and then sundance ur way to hell. i can not count the number of times i kena on the head by some retard's elbows and wildly flaying arms. they were doing the sun dance, the boob dance (u know where they shake the boobs while doing belly dancing, ya like that) and the "praying mantis dance".
first off. HE and his FRIEND has no boobs. so wtf at across the dance floor boob dance.
2nd, they aren't praying mantis, so wtf again at across the dance floor praying mantis dance, complete with squating on the floor and dancing towards each other, like mating season or something.
thirdly, the fucking dance floor is so small, they literally blocked people from being able to dance happily, with their flaying arms, arm pit smell, shouting on top of the already loud music, thereby making us efficiently deaf for 20 mins each time.
not to mention that bump on my head from constant knocking. no matter where i hide, they manage to come close enough to hit my head.
no i am not short.
and kicking people is not a form of dance, at least not in clubs. thx.
ok time to get the smoke, beer and armpit smell off of me. stinky shit early in the morning. damn!!!
damn camera actually got the blood, but wont take sunrise again T_T
ooo forgot to add, i move my entire ah... hrm... speakers and ah... my ipod into bath room... and u wonder why i stay so long in there
5/14/2005
early morning walks
for the 2nd day in a row, i woke up at 5 am with nary an idea why am i up at such a retarded hour. so after washing up, brushing teeth and what not, as well as reading some bbc news and so on and so forth (whatever normal people do in the mornings, i am sure i don't need to tell you that i pee-ed and so on), i walked out of the house at about 6.30 am, perfectly happy and with camera in tow, hoping to capture some great sun rise effects.
sadly, my camera decided to be a bitch. so most of the photos turned out darker and grainier than ever, making it look more like a sunset than a sun rise, and that i have been abusing it with photoshop. for those who know me, i know shit about photoshop, thus i have to leave these picts as they are. :( but they are still beautiful and i have set them up for everyone :D
when i first started out there were so much mists around, that it was all so very fairy tale like. there were some cars out and about already, but wasn't enough to spoil everything for me. soon i started singing by myself to my songs (yer... well... it's music!!! what u think?) and here was where my camera started being a bitch telling me i have no batt and then gives me shitty quality photos, even though i have like brand new batt in it.
well i started heading towards the city to get batteries for it, thinking the batteries might have been faulty. then i came across the footie field. it was omg.. so awesome. some of the mists were barely settling in, so there was like this arc hanging in mid air worth of water droplets.
and some retarded ducks that i feel like frying. i never forgave them for chasing me all the way home from class one day in my first year. STUPID DUCKS!!!!
from the field though, the city looks so mysterious, surreal...
and of course, the usual "artistic flair" of some vandals. honestly, some of them can be so gorgeous, but yer, illegal according to the government. sydney has one of the best graffiti works i have ever seen.
and... the occassional air con buses!!! i still don't know why they like to have that version of green. then again, i don't know why their fire engines are yellow.
after that walk to town, to find my camera working again, i got mad at it and stopped for breakfast at Pancake Parlour. Nothing new about what i had, though i took pictures of my eggs benedict and hot chocolate that turned out so fuzzy it looks horrible, so i didn't load it :( but they were awesome!!! especially the marshmallows!!!
anyways, my destination for today was lake burley griffin anyways, not the woods near my home. so i started heading there after breakfast. now, most universities like to set up gardens and stuff on campus. but because my uni is just infront of the botanical gardens here plus various other factors, its virtually like going to school in a jungle. when i took these picts, i was like, damn, it looks like our classes are up in treehouses and not in cabins!!!
this apparently is the Australian Academy of Science.
on closer inspection, i wonder if they are secret romantics. look at the lay out, old architecture housing, flowers everywhere, looks more like a spot for proposal than for science =X. can you imagine, one of those geeky people going there with their girlfriend, talking about scientific stuff and then "erm, would u marry me? so i can make full use of our xx and xy chromosomes?" wwaaaaaaa...... (i also noticed its ian potter house, is he related to harry potter!?!?!?!)
when i first saw this sign after i first arrived, i wondered how many people actually drove the wrong way... scary....
and then i hit lake burley griffin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i took a lot of picts from various different angle, which u can see the old and new parliament house, abit of the museum and etc. it's soooo beautiful, but this damn camera made everything so much darker. stupid camera!! *stomps on camera* rarrrrr
i found some ugly looking birds, who had the audacity to look angrily at me and stopped bathing when i whipped out my camera. so, sadly, no picts of female birds taking a bath, just angry ugly buggers staring back at me...
city looks like a dream away from here... sigh... stay away u stupid buildings!!!!
got home and decided that the new skittles packaging is a little too modernistic...
i wonder how the packaging of skittles are any different the world over? can u imagine them in cans... in small snuff boxes.. mmm skittles... i love them sssoooo much muahhaaha....
but i rather have this if i could =X jake's cute cute doggie... T_T so sweettt
jake's been saying australia is really gorgeous. i must admit it is, quiet, laid back, and like a corner away from the rest of the world. but the main cities of aussie isn't much different from the other cities in the world. smokey, grimey, smelly, full of emotionless looking people and so on.
then again... when u have met someone like this for a waiter
i can't exactly call it an emotionless place =X
sadly, my camera decided to be a bitch. so most of the photos turned out darker and grainier than ever, making it look more like a sunset than a sun rise, and that i have been abusing it with photoshop. for those who know me, i know shit about photoshop, thus i have to leave these picts as they are. :( but they are still beautiful and i have set them up for everyone :D
when i first started out there were so much mists around, that it was all so very fairy tale like. there were some cars out and about already, but wasn't enough to spoil everything for me. soon i started singing by myself to my songs (yer... well... it's music!!! what u think?) and here was where my camera started being a bitch telling me i have no batt and then gives me shitty quality photos, even though i have like brand new batt in it.
well i started heading towards the city to get batteries for it, thinking the batteries might have been faulty. then i came across the footie field. it was omg.. so awesome. some of the mists were barely settling in, so there was like this arc hanging in mid air worth of water droplets.
and some retarded ducks that i feel like frying. i never forgave them for chasing me all the way home from class one day in my first year. STUPID DUCKS!!!!
from the field though, the city looks so mysterious, surreal...
and of course, the usual "artistic flair" of some vandals. honestly, some of them can be so gorgeous, but yer, illegal according to the government. sydney has one of the best graffiti works i have ever seen.
and... the occassional air con buses!!! i still don't know why they like to have that version of green. then again, i don't know why their fire engines are yellow.
after that walk to town, to find my camera working again, i got mad at it and stopped for breakfast at Pancake Parlour. Nothing new about what i had, though i took pictures of my eggs benedict and hot chocolate that turned out so fuzzy it looks horrible, so i didn't load it :( but they were awesome!!! especially the marshmallows!!!
anyways, my destination for today was lake burley griffin anyways, not the woods near my home. so i started heading there after breakfast. now, most universities like to set up gardens and stuff on campus. but because my uni is just infront of the botanical gardens here plus various other factors, its virtually like going to school in a jungle. when i took these picts, i was like, damn, it looks like our classes are up in treehouses and not in cabins!!!
this apparently is the Australian Academy of Science.
on closer inspection, i wonder if they are secret romantics. look at the lay out, old architecture housing, flowers everywhere, looks more like a spot for proposal than for science =X. can you imagine, one of those geeky people going there with their girlfriend, talking about scientific stuff and then "erm, would u marry me? so i can make full use of our xx and xy chromosomes?" wwaaaaaaa...... (i also noticed its ian potter house, is he related to harry potter!?!?!?!)
when i first saw this sign after i first arrived, i wondered how many people actually drove the wrong way... scary....
and then i hit lake burley griffin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i took a lot of picts from various different angle, which u can see the old and new parliament house, abit of the museum and etc. it's soooo beautiful, but this damn camera made everything so much darker. stupid camera!! *stomps on camera* rarrrrr
i found some ugly looking birds, who had the audacity to look angrily at me and stopped bathing when i whipped out my camera. so, sadly, no picts of female birds taking a bath, just angry ugly buggers staring back at me...
city looks like a dream away from here... sigh... stay away u stupid buildings!!!!
got home and decided that the new skittles packaging is a little too modernistic...
i wonder how the packaging of skittles are any different the world over? can u imagine them in cans... in small snuff boxes.. mmm skittles... i love them sssoooo much muahhaaha....
but i rather have this if i could =X jake's cute cute doggie... T_T so sweettt
jake's been saying australia is really gorgeous. i must admit it is, quiet, laid back, and like a corner away from the rest of the world. but the main cities of aussie isn't much different from the other cities in the world. smokey, grimey, smelly, full of emotionless looking people and so on.
then again... when u have met someone like this for a waiter
i can't exactly call it an emotionless place =X
5/13/2005
study period
every time, this time of the year, i would be packing my bag full of notes and texts, and then meeting up with my friends at random places in singapore, generally places with chairs and tables, to study for our upcoming exams.
most of the time, we would have some subjects in common, be it geography, maths, english, chinese, literature... just something. We had sit at various cafeterias, mac donald's (most memorably, the one at bukit timah), with our walkmen/discmen/md players out just studying, munching, studying, listening to music and studying studying studying. we had mini breaks between studies, just talking to each other, walking to shops to have a look, talk about everything else but study.
being the testiest time of the year, it is also when the tears come out, when feelings get in the way, when people are raging because they are so mentally stressed out.
me and Q often went to the airport to study, between studying and eating, we had be watching planes fly by, talk about what we want to do in the future, what we think we should be doing to get there.
i lost my entire bag worth of money, pager (back then, handphones were like :O expensive) and my precious precious notes, while waiting for q to turn up with her bf. i thought they had arrived, were playing a prank on me, and just sat and read while waiting for them to get over their childishness. but then, an hour passed, then 2. and then i realised, er, my stuff were stolen. on the one hand, i was upset. q was kind late, which meant i had no way to contact her, nor to call anyone, nor to buy food, coz i was hungry.
on the other hand, i was on the verge of tears coz those notes were months of hardwork put into it. you might ask, wtf did i even leave my bag alone in such a public place? i guess familiarity starts making u trust. it was such an open area, and i was just away to make a 10cts call, so i just carried 10cts to the phone booth and came back. the only thing that was left, was my other notes that werent in the bag. it was a short walk, it was an open area, i never thought someone had just steal and had easily get away.
Leaving an all girls' school was perhaps one of the scariest event of my life. for the first time, in all my years of proper education, i have to face with post puberty but still kiddo guys. with all the stories my friends filled me in with their boyfriends and so on, i must admit, i got really edgy. it was also the first time i moved outta my green polka dotted uniform that i have grown to love so much too. and right into the ugliest possible uniform, which is also tedious to take care of. i went from this
to a grey coloured 2 piece uniform, which in all stupidity had a PINK strip just below the shirt, to make it a faux tuck in of some sort. in all my possible ideas, i could not phantom why they made that pink strip amidst all that greyness. and because i was so comfortable in my 1 piece uniform, that 2 piece thing annoyed me so much, especially the ironing needed. most of the time, my old uniform just needed ironing around the collar and that's it. anything else could be just hung straight and they clear up.
at any rate, most of my friends went a different path from me, choosing to go vocational institutes rather than academic ones. i am kinda more of a reader and thinker than a worker at that point (not much has changed anyways :o) so off i went, back into higher lvlled versions of literature, and whatever other bullshit.
because of such a background, most of my friends, especially closer ones, are still girls. they are still the ones i run to when i have problems, when i need to cry and so on, because i just feel weird confiding in guys. like i do say some stuff, but i won't cry infront of them. tough bitch? nar.. just being.. ah.. well nvm.
3 whole years of jurong institute, which is now kinda defunct and formed millenia institute with outram institute, and all my studying were mostly done with a friend i found in my first year, called yj. oh she has a longer name than that, but i m just used to typing it as yj...
the same thing goes, studying, eating, shopping for snacks. we both have this chocolate tooth.. and we used to eat fries while studying (T_T i miss macdonald's @ bukit timah) and coke!!! oh yer.. those were the days.
when we study up too late, dad would sometimes pick me up and we had try and chat amidst the wind on his motorbike back home, about yj and her dad, about china, about studying and so on.
i miss all that. trying to do that again right here, feels weird, because i am all alone. nobody really goes maccas to study. people do in the library, but behind these cabo something tables, that shields u from the other person.
it's at times like these, i especially miss q and yj because there isn't someone to complain to, to discuss with and msn isnt the same as looking someone in the face and just gabbling away.
and as i munch away on my notes, in canberra there isnt a 24 hr place where i can run to to have midnight snacks with dad like roti prata or just a cuppa to talk and talk, because he isn't here and there's no 24 hr food stuff.
i miss home in a different way from some people. it's not just about familiarity or the people, it's the routines that i miss. and for once, i do wish i am back in singapore, escaping the humidity in the airport, studying with a chummy friend of mine.
sigh. stupid studying making me miss home.
most of the time, we would have some subjects in common, be it geography, maths, english, chinese, literature... just something. We had sit at various cafeterias, mac donald's (most memorably, the one at bukit timah), with our walkmen/discmen/md players out just studying, munching, studying, listening to music and studying studying studying. we had mini breaks between studies, just talking to each other, walking to shops to have a look, talk about everything else but study.
being the testiest time of the year, it is also when the tears come out, when feelings get in the way, when people are raging because they are so mentally stressed out.
me and Q often went to the airport to study, between studying and eating, we had be watching planes fly by, talk about what we want to do in the future, what we think we should be doing to get there.
i lost my entire bag worth of money, pager (back then, handphones were like :O expensive) and my precious precious notes, while waiting for q to turn up with her bf. i thought they had arrived, were playing a prank on me, and just sat and read while waiting for them to get over their childishness. but then, an hour passed, then 2. and then i realised, er, my stuff were stolen. on the one hand, i was upset. q was kind late, which meant i had no way to contact her, nor to call anyone, nor to buy food, coz i was hungry.
on the other hand, i was on the verge of tears coz those notes were months of hardwork put into it. you might ask, wtf did i even leave my bag alone in such a public place? i guess familiarity starts making u trust. it was such an open area, and i was just away to make a 10cts call, so i just carried 10cts to the phone booth and came back. the only thing that was left, was my other notes that werent in the bag. it was a short walk, it was an open area, i never thought someone had just steal and had easily get away.
Leaving an all girls' school was perhaps one of the scariest event of my life. for the first time, in all my years of proper education, i have to face with post puberty but still kiddo guys. with all the stories my friends filled me in with their boyfriends and so on, i must admit, i got really edgy. it was also the first time i moved outta my green polka dotted uniform that i have grown to love so much too. and right into the ugliest possible uniform, which is also tedious to take care of. i went from this
to a grey coloured 2 piece uniform, which in all stupidity had a PINK strip just below the shirt, to make it a faux tuck in of some sort. in all my possible ideas, i could not phantom why they made that pink strip amidst all that greyness. and because i was so comfortable in my 1 piece uniform, that 2 piece thing annoyed me so much, especially the ironing needed. most of the time, my old uniform just needed ironing around the collar and that's it. anything else could be just hung straight and they clear up.
at any rate, most of my friends went a different path from me, choosing to go vocational institutes rather than academic ones. i am kinda more of a reader and thinker than a worker at that point (not much has changed anyways :o) so off i went, back into higher lvlled versions of literature, and whatever other bullshit.
because of such a background, most of my friends, especially closer ones, are still girls. they are still the ones i run to when i have problems, when i need to cry and so on, because i just feel weird confiding in guys. like i do say some stuff, but i won't cry infront of them. tough bitch? nar.. just being.. ah.. well nvm.
3 whole years of jurong institute, which is now kinda defunct and formed millenia institute with outram institute, and all my studying were mostly done with a friend i found in my first year, called yj. oh she has a longer name than that, but i m just used to typing it as yj...
the same thing goes, studying, eating, shopping for snacks. we both have this chocolate tooth.. and we used to eat fries while studying (T_T i miss macdonald's @ bukit timah) and coke!!! oh yer.. those were the days.
when we study up too late, dad would sometimes pick me up and we had try and chat amidst the wind on his motorbike back home, about yj and her dad, about china, about studying and so on.
i miss all that. trying to do that again right here, feels weird, because i am all alone. nobody really goes maccas to study. people do in the library, but behind these cabo something tables, that shields u from the other person.
it's at times like these, i especially miss q and yj because there isn't someone to complain to, to discuss with and msn isnt the same as looking someone in the face and just gabbling away.
and as i munch away on my notes, in canberra there isnt a 24 hr place where i can run to to have midnight snacks with dad like roti prata or just a cuppa to talk and talk, because he isn't here and there's no 24 hr food stuff.
i miss home in a different way from some people. it's not just about familiarity or the people, it's the routines that i miss. and for once, i do wish i am back in singapore, escaping the humidity in the airport, studying with a chummy friend of mine.
sigh. stupid studying making me miss home.
5/12/2005
who let this tard out
after playing for a bit and getting ready to go to school, i was just checking through my msn msgs for anything important before leaving and going to school.
Remember about a month or more ago, i mention this idiot who tried to cyber me often in lineage 2, and who sent me a picture of his greying penis? since then, more people have started talking to other people about his penis picts and also various things had happened ingame.
He was part of the alliance under his old clan. but midway through, apparently he tried to cyber with an clan member's wife, or tried to send his penis pict, or both. of course the entire clan had a tiff and he left, probably assuming that like in the past, whenever he detag, they would want him back anyways, like he's so important.
so he was almost booted from the clan, he left the clan instead, but appealed to join a rival clan so that "he could take it out on his old clan". on his application page to that new clan, he says, "i have always respected you as enemies and now we should work as allies" or something along that line. read: butt licking.
up till then, i thought, oh, just another boy working through his raging pubescent hormones. no big deal. however, his actions proves more than that. he is so sick in the head he doesn't see what he had done as a PROBLEM, that he must take revenge on his ex clan, instead of feeling exactly like the ass that he is.
anyways, by then lotsa people have heard from me as to the type of ass he is, as well as from various sources. because he has done this to so many people, the source isn't necessarily me anymore. thing is, girls should not be exposed to such visual abuse just because they are a rare breed in gaming. thus i feel necessary to tell people about such a tool.
in case you also haven't notice, he is also fair entertainment at how much of a fool he is.
after the last post on him, he gave me a curt "thanks, see you around" and proceeded to remove me from his friendlist ingame and blocked me. not a bad loss...
then he joined a friend's alliance.
i told another friend who told another friend lalaalala.... and far as i know he probably got the boot from the clan. at any rate, he's now abit of the server's laughing stock.
when i opened my msn tab just now, this is what i saw from him...
[07:47] SiL3nT: thanks for ruining my fun in Lineage II
[07:47] SiL3nT: i really apreciate it
ahem. excuse me dear sir, when u first started talking to me, u never mentioned anything about confidentiality.
secondly, when u first breached the lines of normality, i could have reported you and got you banned for sexual harassment, but i didn't. don't tell me ncsoft don't care, because it has been done before.
thirdly, if your idea of fun in a game is trying to fuck someone thru cables and networks, i would suggest u get your head check over. see, i can get porn, because u can see the action happening, it stimulates ur head a little.
i dont get cyber nor sending ur picture off to neverland. because right on this side of the monitor, i can be a dribbling 90 years old with a balding pubic region for all you know. the pictures that i sent you could be googled online anywhere, randomly. if you guys didn't know by now, u can google stuff like dscn001 or something and then u had churn up someone's private picture.
so to go thru that point more accurately, your idea of fun is to fuck someone u can't see, who might be a 90 years old dribbling old man, with balding pubics trying to get a hardon with little boys, i.e YOU. good work matt.
on the other hand though, if that's also your idea of fun, u are also the idiot that turns girls off playing because instead of just having casual fun, they have to learn how to handle dorks like you amidst all the learning of the game. guys with no life who tries to fuck their electrical appliances.
and you wonder why no girl wana get in your pants.
last but not least,
dear matt. if anyone's at fault for feeling like an idiot in this game, it is but your own. i did not ask for the pict of ur greying penis that wasn't washed since the beginning of time. i did not asked to be grossed out while having my dinner, neither did i seek to tell people intentionally at first what u did.
but i had to let it out of my mind because u gross me out that bad. whenever you couldn't find anyone to cyber u had come to me, with ur *caresses* and *kisses* and *strokings* that irks me, because 1) i am busy healing in a party 2) i am not interested 3) ur disgusting.
if you quit the game, i would honestly not care, because you suck as a player, you suck as a person and u need help. let it be known ur also the FIRST person i can safely say that because you contributed absoutlutely nothing into the l2 world on kain, other than set female cautions up high. you have done absoutlutely nothing for anyone, other than giving people attention, pretending to be nice to them so that they could satisfy your needs when u need them.
this is not to say other people did not, but u extended that into the female boundaries of satisfying your penis, and that makes u the fucktard that you are.
for those reading this, i am sorry if i gross you out, but i feel that at some stage, i have to let this out. if anyone need to comment on how i shouldn't bring this here, remember, my blog, my space, my entirety to do whatever i want on my blog, and this include making fun of anyone's assets as i wish.
goodbye matt, remember to wash ur penis every now and then so that it stops greying.
Remember about a month or more ago, i mention this idiot who tried to cyber me often in lineage 2, and who sent me a picture of his greying penis? since then, more people have started talking to other people about his penis picts and also various things had happened ingame.
He was part of the alliance under his old clan. but midway through, apparently he tried to cyber with an clan member's wife, or tried to send his penis pict, or both. of course the entire clan had a tiff and he left, probably assuming that like in the past, whenever he detag, they would want him back anyways, like he's so important.
so he was almost booted from the clan, he left the clan instead, but appealed to join a rival clan so that "he could take it out on his old clan". on his application page to that new clan, he says, "i have always respected you as enemies and now we should work as allies" or something along that line. read: butt licking.
up till then, i thought, oh, just another boy working through his raging pubescent hormones. no big deal. however, his actions proves more than that. he is so sick in the head he doesn't see what he had done as a PROBLEM, that he must take revenge on his ex clan, instead of feeling exactly like the ass that he is.
anyways, by then lotsa people have heard from me as to the type of ass he is, as well as from various sources. because he has done this to so many people, the source isn't necessarily me anymore. thing is, girls should not be exposed to such visual abuse just because they are a rare breed in gaming. thus i feel necessary to tell people about such a tool.
in case you also haven't notice, he is also fair entertainment at how much of a fool he is.
after the last post on him, he gave me a curt "thanks, see you around" and proceeded to remove me from his friendlist ingame and blocked me. not a bad loss...
then he joined a friend's alliance.
i told another friend who told another friend lalaalala.... and far as i know he probably got the boot from the clan. at any rate, he's now abit of the server's laughing stock.
when i opened my msn tab just now, this is what i saw from him...
[07:47] SiL3nT: thanks for ruining my fun in Lineage II
[07:47] SiL3nT: i really apreciate it
ahem. excuse me dear sir, when u first started talking to me, u never mentioned anything about confidentiality.
secondly, when u first breached the lines of normality, i could have reported you and got you banned for sexual harassment, but i didn't. don't tell me ncsoft don't care, because it has been done before.
thirdly, if your idea of fun in a game is trying to fuck someone thru cables and networks, i would suggest u get your head check over. see, i can get porn, because u can see the action happening, it stimulates ur head a little.
i dont get cyber nor sending ur picture off to neverland. because right on this side of the monitor, i can be a dribbling 90 years old with a balding pubic region for all you know. the pictures that i sent you could be googled online anywhere, randomly. if you guys didn't know by now, u can google stuff like dscn001 or something and then u had churn up someone's private picture.
so to go thru that point more accurately, your idea of fun is to fuck someone u can't see, who might be a 90 years old dribbling old man, with balding pubics trying to get a hardon with little boys, i.e YOU. good work matt.
on the other hand though, if that's also your idea of fun, u are also the idiot that turns girls off playing because instead of just having casual fun, they have to learn how to handle dorks like you amidst all the learning of the game. guys with no life who tries to fuck their electrical appliances.
and you wonder why no girl wana get in your pants.
last but not least,
dear matt. if anyone's at fault for feeling like an idiot in this game, it is but your own. i did not ask for the pict of ur greying penis that wasn't washed since the beginning of time. i did not asked to be grossed out while having my dinner, neither did i seek to tell people intentionally at first what u did.
but i had to let it out of my mind because u gross me out that bad. whenever you couldn't find anyone to cyber u had come to me, with ur *caresses* and *kisses* and *strokings* that irks me, because 1) i am busy healing in a party 2) i am not interested 3) ur disgusting.
if you quit the game, i would honestly not care, because you suck as a player, you suck as a person and u need help. let it be known ur also the FIRST person i can safely say that because you contributed absoutlutely nothing into the l2 world on kain, other than set female cautions up high. you have done absoutlutely nothing for anyone, other than giving people attention, pretending to be nice to them so that they could satisfy your needs when u need them.
this is not to say other people did not, but u extended that into the female boundaries of satisfying your penis, and that makes u the fucktard that you are.
for those reading this, i am sorry if i gross you out, but i feel that at some stage, i have to let this out. if anyone need to comment on how i shouldn't bring this here, remember, my blog, my space, my entirety to do whatever i want on my blog, and this include making fun of anyone's assets as i wish.
goodbye matt, remember to wash ur penis every now and then so that it stops greying.
love and LOVE
my friend asked me this on her blog, so i decided maybe i should just reply here coz by the time i was ready to comment and tried to summarise it, it almost became essay length hehe....
Why romance stories are so boring to some of us?
Well, for one, more often than not it's a happy ending. if it's not happy ending, it's a super tragic ending where the living half would have learnt something but is unable to move on for the dead one. amidst all that, the middle of that is often terribly happy happenings, at least in the part in how they found each other, lalala, and then tada!! they are soul mates! wah so heng...
most of such books are predictable (then again, i have read like a grand total of 12 romance books so far or something, and more coz the cover's female has a huge bosom or they are pink in colour or something...) and while we had still cry at their predictability, we even desire to be like those main characters, they just don't hold our attention.
because we already know they won't happen and that imagining it happen just hurts our head and heart because you and i, one of us, at least 9 out of 10 have been hurt before in the name of love. these books hits us like a slap in our face that, hey, someone got it better out there, hah u suck!
yer it feels like that sometimes.
how does a person stay so cynical of love then?
coz, u know, despite ur subconscious knowing that books and tv arent real, that despite all that fiction, a part of u wish that u would have this gallant knight in shining armour come and sweep u off ur feet and then bring u in this circus of love and then u stay there happily ever after..
not likely to happen.
YES happily ever after happens, just not the way it happens in books and in movies, in series or in ur wildest dreams. every relationship have their own up and downs, ins and outs. no 2 person is going to be perfectly at ease with each other, not likely to argue, not likely to disappoint one another. hell, u even disappoint ur parents at some stage, who's to say about someone who's not related to u.
it's like this family thing but with someone else who's not in ur family, who's not familiar with u.
while no one expects the other half to totally aquiesce to them, or to be utterly romantic, there are still expectations, there are still differences and sometimes, it eats away at u.
i remember an ex colleague, she had a not so perfect marriage to a guy coz she was pregnant. they weren't exactly very madly in love before marriage, even she admitted that she only married coz of the kid, and to "try things out", in her own words.
in the end, the smallest thing pisses her off, even before her kid was born. the way he snores at night, how he turns in bed till he was "upside-down" while he's sleeping, how he can't sleep with music on while she needs to have some music on.
it's when the breakdowns occur, the break ups that happen, the tears that u shed for the men that walked out of ur life, for the un-reciprocrated love that u spent sleepless nights on, that u turn a cynic. rl never seems to run like the books u read, the movies u cry over, the lyrics u hear.
but rl, is also more than a day, more than a few hours, more than cameras, lights, ink and paper. it takes 2 hands to clap, 2 lives to bend so that they may compromise, that's what, in my opinion, love is.
of course don't be an idiot and compromise and change urself so utterly that u aren't yourself anymore. i mean, for fucks sake, he loves u then he gotta love all of u, isn't that what he fell in love with in the first place? if it isn't then he isn't worth a single bit of ur time just move on.
i know, i can be wrong. i am speaking from my own personal point of view, with my not so vast experience with guys. but i do know at least my mum, my friends all had their various expectations of what kind of guys they want. and everyone of them had their expectations fell short.
one had a boyfriend who had do anything for her, but has a temper the temperature of a volcano, with equal efficiency at erupting.
another married a man thinking she can be a rich bum, but never got round to being a rich bum...
another had a boyfriend who would even wipe her tears away that she may never be hurt again by anyone... to be the same person who abuses her.
and then the guys have their own bad share of girls too. one had a girl who went cheated on him.
another guy lost his gf to an online dude coz he wasn't as romantic as him, or as hard working as that guy to travel the distance to meet her (then again, singapore is only about 33km by 40 km or something like that, how far the hell u want him to travel anyways bitch?)
so tell me, is it wrong to be a cynic?
then again.. is it wrong to be a hopeful person?
both answers are.. not really.
then u hear songs like beautiful soul, i need you and i can't live a day without you blah blah blah...
you watch shows where the guys had die so that their girls can live... and then u wonder where's prince kermit....
he does exist.. somewhere out there. sorry to say, some of them are damn hum ji. if not most of them. they might never die for u, they might never give up their 837108313212 paying jobs so that they can move away with you to never never land.
BUT! some of them have balls!!!! remember Andrea D'Cruz and Pierre Png?!?!
ya! he donated his liver to her when her diet pills caused her to have a liver malfunction or something... so there's hope!! ^.^ it was a dire situation admittedly, not like its a show or something, but, everyone of us out there wanted to have a special someone who would do something for us like that. and few people, very handful few would actually do such a thing, despite whether they say they would or not.
i think their story actually made everyone's day and sigh hard and wish their boyfriends/girlfriends would do the same for them too. unlike shows, stories and other fictictious stuff, their's real.
they are real!
therefore...
have hope!! cynical is ok!! but don't let it bog u down!!!
Why romance stories are so boring to some of us?
Well, for one, more often than not it's a happy ending. if it's not happy ending, it's a super tragic ending where the living half would have learnt something but is unable to move on for the dead one. amidst all that, the middle of that is often terribly happy happenings, at least in the part in how they found each other, lalala, and then tada!! they are soul mates! wah so heng...
most of such books are predictable (then again, i have read like a grand total of 12 romance books so far or something, and more coz the cover's female has a huge bosom or they are pink in colour or something...) and while we had still cry at their predictability, we even desire to be like those main characters, they just don't hold our attention.
because we already know they won't happen and that imagining it happen just hurts our head and heart because you and i, one of us, at least 9 out of 10 have been hurt before in the name of love. these books hits us like a slap in our face that, hey, someone got it better out there, hah u suck!
yer it feels like that sometimes.
how does a person stay so cynical of love then?
coz, u know, despite ur subconscious knowing that books and tv arent real, that despite all that fiction, a part of u wish that u would have this gallant knight in shining armour come and sweep u off ur feet and then bring u in this circus of love and then u stay there happily ever after..
not likely to happen.
YES happily ever after happens, just not the way it happens in books and in movies, in series or in ur wildest dreams. every relationship have their own up and downs, ins and outs. no 2 person is going to be perfectly at ease with each other, not likely to argue, not likely to disappoint one another. hell, u even disappoint ur parents at some stage, who's to say about someone who's not related to u.
it's like this family thing but with someone else who's not in ur family, who's not familiar with u.
while no one expects the other half to totally aquiesce to them, or to be utterly romantic, there are still expectations, there are still differences and sometimes, it eats away at u.
i remember an ex colleague, she had a not so perfect marriage to a guy coz she was pregnant. they weren't exactly very madly in love before marriage, even she admitted that she only married coz of the kid, and to "try things out", in her own words.
in the end, the smallest thing pisses her off, even before her kid was born. the way he snores at night, how he turns in bed till he was "upside-down" while he's sleeping, how he can't sleep with music on while she needs to have some music on.
it's when the breakdowns occur, the break ups that happen, the tears that u shed for the men that walked out of ur life, for the un-reciprocrated love that u spent sleepless nights on, that u turn a cynic. rl never seems to run like the books u read, the movies u cry over, the lyrics u hear.
but rl, is also more than a day, more than a few hours, more than cameras, lights, ink and paper. it takes 2 hands to clap, 2 lives to bend so that they may compromise, that's what, in my opinion, love is.
of course don't be an idiot and compromise and change urself so utterly that u aren't yourself anymore. i mean, for fucks sake, he loves u then he gotta love all of u, isn't that what he fell in love with in the first place? if it isn't then he isn't worth a single bit of ur time just move on.
i know, i can be wrong. i am speaking from my own personal point of view, with my not so vast experience with guys. but i do know at least my mum, my friends all had their various expectations of what kind of guys they want. and everyone of them had their expectations fell short.
one had a boyfriend who had do anything for her, but has a temper the temperature of a volcano, with equal efficiency at erupting.
another married a man thinking she can be a rich bum, but never got round to being a rich bum...
another had a boyfriend who would even wipe her tears away that she may never be hurt again by anyone... to be the same person who abuses her.
and then the guys have their own bad share of girls too. one had a girl who went cheated on him.
another guy lost his gf to an online dude coz he wasn't as romantic as him, or as hard working as that guy to travel the distance to meet her (then again, singapore is only about 33km by 40 km or something like that, how far the hell u want him to travel anyways bitch?)
so tell me, is it wrong to be a cynic?
then again.. is it wrong to be a hopeful person?
both answers are.. not really.
then u hear songs like beautiful soul, i need you and i can't live a day without you blah blah blah...
you watch shows where the guys had die so that their girls can live... and then u wonder where's prince kermit....
he does exist.. somewhere out there. sorry to say, some of them are damn hum ji. if not most of them. they might never die for u, they might never give up their 837108313212 paying jobs so that they can move away with you to never never land.
BUT! some of them have balls!!!! remember Andrea D'Cruz and Pierre Png?!?!
ya! he donated his liver to her when her diet pills caused her to have a liver malfunction or something... so there's hope!! ^.^ it was a dire situation admittedly, not like its a show or something, but, everyone of us out there wanted to have a special someone who would do something for us like that. and few people, very handful few would actually do such a thing, despite whether they say they would or not.
i think their story actually made everyone's day and sigh hard and wish their boyfriends/girlfriends would do the same for them too. unlike shows, stories and other fictictious stuff, their's real.
they are real!
therefore...
have hope!! cynical is ok!! but don't let it bog u down!!!
my dad.. is strange
blah.
for the last one week now, my strange dad has been calling me leaving me more confused than my usual essays do.
he had call and go "harllo?"
"hi dad... wassup?"
"it's night now right?"
"er ya..??"
"ok bye!!"
ermmmm... ok.
then he had call again... and ask "hey... you still playing games?"
"ya, still l2.. why?"
"oh nothing.. BYES!!! :D"
....
YESTERDAY!!! amidst my readings and so on, he called "eh fatso, how are assignments going?"
"still doing some, exams coming up. why leh?"
"o nothing...!!!"
*click*
omg. SOMEONE STOP MY DAD!!!!!!!!!
then this morning ...
"hey fatso.. i think ur mum threw away ur soft toys... how?"
"... why???"
"iono... it's not there anymore"
"wtf!!! did she move it?"
"she won't say anything but ur sis said she threw them away.."
"she crazy or what?"
"i was kidding la..."
.............................................
my dad.. is damn free.
for the last one week now, my strange dad has been calling me leaving me more confused than my usual essays do.
he had call and go "harllo?"
"hi dad... wassup?"
"it's night now right?"
"er ya..??"
"ok bye!!"
ermmmm... ok.
then he had call again... and ask "hey... you still playing games?"
"ya, still l2.. why?"
"oh nothing.. BYES!!! :D"
....
YESTERDAY!!! amidst my readings and so on, he called "eh fatso, how are assignments going?"
"still doing some, exams coming up. why leh?"
"o nothing...!!!"
*click*
omg. SOMEONE STOP MY DAD!!!!!!!!!
then this morning ...
"hey fatso.. i think ur mum threw away ur soft toys... how?"
"... why???"
"iono... it's not there anymore"
"wtf!!! did she move it?"
"she won't say anything but ur sis said she threw them away.."
"she crazy or what?"
"i was kidding la..."
.............................................
my dad.. is damn free.
5/10/2005
walk
went for a short walk. wasn't too bad except my over active brain started making fun of everything i saw :o or started taking the wrong ideas.
like when i went past this truck
i started thinking, man, is this truck here to lift the house away? looks very much like it though, i mean, this damn truck is like the same size as the house!!
then i got home sick looking at this..
few things can aptly describe singapore in silence as roadworks. i mean, how many times do u have roadworks near ur house? i have lost count -.-"
what caught my eye though was this sign
cuddly... i feel like a bear... all squisshyy.... maybe if i lie down on the road now someone would take me home and care for me =X
i mean really, after all i live near this kindergarten, with bushes as fences
i might get picked up by a sweet kid who will hug me to sleep every night, amidst the drool, gurgling and chicken pox!! but as a cuddly bear, i wont be affected at all, and i get to be washed!! no more showering for myself by myself with myself... i get tumbled around with clothes!
but anyways...
it is autumn now, although the weather doesnt feel so at times. it's still fairly warm in the day, but at night i lose my toes to the cold. the trees have started changing colours, and even shedding.
they make a wonderful effect though as long as you're not thought to be a stalker/murderer/spy/strange just coz ur taking photos... as i discovered this person hurrying away from me with her dog...
strange people.
oh wells. incidentally, i suddenly realised how much canberrans love round-abouts. i mean, what's the deal with it. i have one in my "backyard" one before reaching my home, one after, and guess what?
i found one just right after it, along the road to belco! although this pict is ruined by the damn sun, it's... still a wow from me =X i tend to like praising myself :P
on my way back, i saw this thing towering over a house.. and the only thing i could think of was..
phallic symbols.
damn literature teachers.
like when i went past this truck
i started thinking, man, is this truck here to lift the house away? looks very much like it though, i mean, this damn truck is like the same size as the house!!
then i got home sick looking at this..
few things can aptly describe singapore in silence as roadworks. i mean, how many times do u have roadworks near ur house? i have lost count -.-"
what caught my eye though was this sign
cuddly... i feel like a bear... all squisshyy.... maybe if i lie down on the road now someone would take me home and care for me =X
i mean really, after all i live near this kindergarten, with bushes as fences
i might get picked up by a sweet kid who will hug me to sleep every night, amidst the drool, gurgling and chicken pox!! but as a cuddly bear, i wont be affected at all, and i get to be washed!! no more showering for myself by myself with myself... i get tumbled around with clothes!
but anyways...
it is autumn now, although the weather doesnt feel so at times. it's still fairly warm in the day, but at night i lose my toes to the cold. the trees have started changing colours, and even shedding.
they make a wonderful effect though as long as you're not thought to be a stalker/murderer/spy/strange just coz ur taking photos... as i discovered this person hurrying away from me with her dog...
strange people.
oh wells. incidentally, i suddenly realised how much canberrans love round-abouts. i mean, what's the deal with it. i have one in my "backyard" one before reaching my home, one after, and guess what?
i found one just right after it, along the road to belco! although this pict is ruined by the damn sun, it's... still a wow from me =X i tend to like praising myself :P
on my way back, i saw this thing towering over a house.. and the only thing i could think of was..
phallic symbols.
damn literature teachers.
school is stressing me out. i hate exams/assignments period because it makes me feel like i am forced to write something out 
. i like writing stuff out, churning them at an impossible speed with an impossible length.
but i also like to do it when my mind feels like it, not when someone wants me to do it. i have taken to sleeping even more abnormal hours now, because i feel i work better at night than when the sun does shine.
the sun distracts me, annoys me and eats at me. i wish classes are at night too, but if everything goes all the way different from what they are now, the silence of the night would be broken, and then it be the same as it is now: where i hear inane sounds at the quietest time of the day.
when i went to church yesterday, i approached the priest to do something i have been forgetting for a whole year now to do, every single sunday that i often forget: to bless my "new" rosaries. these rosaries aren't all that new now that it's been a year, but when i bought them (they were a pair, but i didn't bless the other, just the one i am going to use), i spent like 200 on them. both of them were bought with various meanings in mine, one for understanding of love and life, and the other for innocence and love (so i am a die-hard romantic, even in religion, so what?).
the first was bought for my then boyfriend, who had a pretty tough time with relationships. but with his possessive-ness, and scary approaches, i am not surprised. being his girlfriend was stressful, because he doesn't want me to do anything that i like, and he has all these insecurities that i stood thru with him. eventually, it was all his broken promises that drove me away. so thus the rosary remained with me, still un-blessed in case i do see anyone who quite rightly deserves it.
the unique thing about these rosaries though, is how they are made. they are actual miniature flowers (i have no picts of them atm because they wont show up well with my stupid camera taking skills) you can view some of them here http://www.ourroserosary.com/ and http://www.roserosary.com/index1.html, although there are really 2 main online shops that sell them. i just can't remember from which did i buy mine from =X but they have excellent services from both of them, willing to answer questions that u may have and form opinions in case u are in 2 minds about what to get.
anyways, yes, i got the priest to bless the ones i intend to use for myself then i offered to do readings once i am more settled into the church. being new and all, i am still pretty shy. hehehe... but, horrors of horrors, he told me to audition by standing at the reading corner and speak thru the mic, with the mic fully on and so on.
considering how the mass has just ended and everyone was flooding out, some stopped to wonder if i was some kind of crazed prankster reading another reading at that point. i hurried through the words like i normally wouldn't, a little scared from the attention.
yer i can read slowly, with short passages. full on presentations requiring me to stand there for more than 30 mins will drive me mad.
walking home though, i was fairly happy and relaxed. going to church is like going home i guess, just feel so happy and at ease. it was coming home and facing the assignments that thoroughly riled me up abit
.
you won't believe the amount of procrastinating that i did. from reading blogs, to reading news, i dug up so many things to read, that eventually my assignment was severely digressed and i had to backtrack and delete some stuff so that i could actually stay on the topic, because i was actually typing what i was reading (reading on the side and typing is not exactly what one should be doing but oh wells, i like it
).
one of the more interesting things that i found were people who did photo blogs on their road trips. while some put them up with good reasons (let my friend see la, my family needs them la... my mother will kill me if she didn't know where i am la... the works...) others are beyond comprehension. they weren't even exactly road trips.
i am not going to link them here, because i don't know them nor their purpose of putting them up on the www. they were basically pictures of children in compromising poses, bad taste of clothes, revealing or not, but definitely children.
if those were what a person considers as road trips, and u actually find some kind of pleasure in it, i would suggest u check out a psychologist.
all in all, i finished my assignment, managed to read like tonnes of stuff amidst it, AND PRODUCED SOMETHING NOT SO MANGLED BY MY THOUGHTS!!! wweeeeeee....
and i managed to watch naruto 133.. or was it 135
?? at any rate, it was awesome!! for those who don't know, it's an anime, and this last episode i was watching had the major fight between sasuke and naruto set in motion. there's 3 mini parts to this fight, mainly the parts when its just naruto and sasuke fighting without much special powers to them, then moving on to naruto getting serious a little... then almost dying, the kyuubi in him got round to starting up this huge bunch of chakra...
well go watch it, i am not about to say anything
for those who haven't watch anime before, it's like watching cartoons but better
and then there was bleach, which isn't much still at the moment in my opinion. the next episode of bleach might have more fighting scenes and tells more of the story, i hope. most of the more serious animes normally has some kind of story lines at least, that i am interested in.
wahahaha, so many things to distract me!!! and tsubasa chronicles seems to be getting better!!! so... ahem, will my anime provider please hurry up and send me more animes already!!!
and recently i have been having very very strange dreams. it's pretty much similar stuff, where there is a world war thing going on, and then i magically summon kittens out to save the world!! sadly though, these aren't the cartoony types i get in my game, but rather the real ones (which are twice as cute anyways!!), and they go pawing and scratching at people with guns and they win!!!
maybe.. just maybe.. we are going to be silently dominated by cats!!
the world, as according to panda
. i like writing stuff out, churning them at an impossible speed with an impossible length.
but i also like to do it when my mind feels like it, not when someone wants me to do it. i have taken to sleeping even more abnormal hours now, because i feel i work better at night than when the sun does shine.
the sun distracts me, annoys me and eats at me. i wish classes are at night too, but if everything goes all the way different from what they are now, the silence of the night would be broken, and then it be the same as it is now: where i hear inane sounds at the quietest time of the day.
when i went to church yesterday, i approached the priest to do something i have been forgetting for a whole year now to do, every single sunday that i often forget: to bless my "new" rosaries. these rosaries aren't all that new now that it's been a year, but when i bought them (they were a pair, but i didn't bless the other, just the one i am going to use), i spent like 200 on them. both of them were bought with various meanings in mine, one for understanding of love and life, and the other for innocence and love (so i am a die-hard romantic, even in religion, so what?).
the first was bought for my then boyfriend, who had a pretty tough time with relationships. but with his possessive-ness, and scary approaches, i am not surprised. being his girlfriend was stressful, because he doesn't want me to do anything that i like, and he has all these insecurities that i stood thru with him. eventually, it was all his broken promises that drove me away. so thus the rosary remained with me, still un-blessed in case i do see anyone who quite rightly deserves it.
the unique thing about these rosaries though, is how they are made. they are actual miniature flowers (i have no picts of them atm because they wont show up well with my stupid camera taking skills) you can view some of them here http://www.ourroserosary.com/ and http://www.roserosary.com/index1.html, although there are really 2 main online shops that sell them. i just can't remember from which did i buy mine from =X but they have excellent services from both of them, willing to answer questions that u may have and form opinions in case u are in 2 minds about what to get.
anyways, yes, i got the priest to bless the ones i intend to use for myself then i offered to do readings once i am more settled into the church. being new and all, i am still pretty shy. hehehe... but, horrors of horrors, he told me to audition by standing at the reading corner and speak thru the mic, with the mic fully on and so on.
considering how the mass has just ended and everyone was flooding out, some stopped to wonder if i was some kind of crazed prankster reading another reading at that point. i hurried through the words like i normally wouldn't, a little scared from the attention.
yer i can read slowly, with short passages. full on presentations requiring me to stand there for more than 30 mins will drive me mad.
walking home though, i was fairly happy and relaxed. going to church is like going home i guess, just feel so happy and at ease. it was coming home and facing the assignments that thoroughly riled me up abit
.you won't believe the amount of procrastinating that i did. from reading blogs, to reading news, i dug up so many things to read, that eventually my assignment was severely digressed and i had to backtrack and delete some stuff so that i could actually stay on the topic, because i was actually typing what i was reading (reading on the side and typing is not exactly what one should be doing but oh wells, i like it
).one of the more interesting things that i found were people who did photo blogs on their road trips. while some put them up with good reasons (let my friend see la, my family needs them la... my mother will kill me if she didn't know where i am la... the works...) others are beyond comprehension. they weren't even exactly road trips.
i am not going to link them here, because i don't know them nor their purpose of putting them up on the www. they were basically pictures of children in compromising poses, bad taste of clothes, revealing or not, but definitely children.
if those were what a person considers as road trips, and u actually find some kind of pleasure in it, i would suggest u check out a psychologist.
all in all, i finished my assignment, managed to read like tonnes of stuff amidst it, AND PRODUCED SOMETHING NOT SO MANGLED BY MY THOUGHTS!!! wweeeeeee....
and i managed to watch naruto 133.. or was it 135
?? at any rate, it was awesome!! for those who don't know, it's an anime, and this last episode i was watching had the major fight between sasuke and naruto set in motion. there's 3 mini parts to this fight, mainly the parts when its just naruto and sasuke fighting without much special powers to them, then moving on to naruto getting serious a little... then almost dying, the kyuubi in him got round to starting up this huge bunch of chakra...well go watch it, i am not about to say anything
for those who haven't watch anime before, it's like watching cartoons but better and then there was bleach, which isn't much still at the moment in my opinion. the next episode of bleach might have more fighting scenes and tells more of the story, i hope. most of the more serious animes normally has some kind of story lines at least, that i am interested in.
wahahaha, so many things to distract me!!! and tsubasa chronicles seems to be getting better!!! so... ahem, will my anime provider please hurry up and send me more animes already!!!
and recently i have been having very very strange dreams. it's pretty much similar stuff, where there is a world war thing going on, and then i magically summon kittens out to save the world!! sadly though, these aren't the cartoony types i get in my game, but rather the real ones (which are twice as cute anyways!!), and they go pawing and scratching at people with guns and they win!!!
maybe.. just maybe.. we are going to be silently dominated by cats!!
the world, as according to panda
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