Monday, January 30, 2006

Happy New Year Everybody.

This extra long CNY break reminds me of the holidays. Course, thats just me. Most of you should be celebrating and so on at the reunions dinners and stuff. If you arent... dude, your effing DECADENT! And a cultural retard.

***PLOT TWIST***

My slow decline into the life of a pirate is disturbing. Im leaving the comp on for 7 hours a day! omg. oh, em ,gee! This is a big deal for me since im from the old school of technology, which is to say "Turn it off goddammit! Your wasting electric-city!"

And yes,we do pronounce that way. From time to time.... when we're sure someone listening. Come on, i need to try and fake cultural growth whenever i can. Im like a cultural retard. No,no... Im cooler than that, right? Dont answer. Dont effing think about answering that. Im a cultural... nomad. Thats better. I wander from culture to culture with my herd of yaks and llamas.Riding a horse. A short muscular horse. A short muscular rabid horse. Thats as cool as i get until Maxwell lends me his demon.

Let me elaborate. I am an Indian... a Celyonese. I do not speak any of the languages of my ancestors, and i know little of their culture or traditions. I also dont care. What little i do know, i embelish with bullshit and more bullshit. .Sometimes i add in mumbo jumbo. As with many things, that works really well.

But i do pride myself with an interest in many other cultures. One of my goals in life is to know enough about everything to bullshit the world. The resulting sharp spike in CO2 will create something i have dubbed the 'greenhouse effect'. This in turn will cause the polar icecaps to melt. Muhahaahha.....Ha.

Anywho, i think being a cultural nomad is a great carrerr path in our new modern century. This isnt the second-hand century of yesteryear, now is the century of new stuff. Updates, patchs, mods, new models and 'great leaps forward'. So sticking to any single culture can be a bad thing, right? I mean who knows when something else is deemed politically incorrect, or uncool. Or both.

At this point, my struck by the need to tell you to go watch Pulp Fiction. I dont really know why, and to tell you the truth, its starting to scare me.

Now, im not emo. Not when im sober anyway.... What the hell am i saying, im never sober. I mean, when im un-sober, im rarely emo. Luckily, im rarely sober. In a sense, i suppose.

***PLOT TWIST***
I spent today watching Family Guy and reading Wilfred Owen analysis. Word of advice. Never,ever,ever, do that. I dont seem to remember much of either. I do however remember that i really should have incorporated the heavily anthropomorphized Brian into my ISO.

***PLOT TWIST***
Movies to get my hands on....

1) Pulp Fiction
2)Blade Runner
3) Akira
4)Spirited Away

Do you know any more cult classics?

The part of my brain that is supposed to kno



Friday, January 27, 2006

Points of View.



I realized that perhaps this might be considered weird. See i mentioned something about connections recently, didnt I? Oh here are some

When i see this



i automatically think of this...





Thursday, January 26, 2006

Will it ever end?

Interesting things have been happening in Limbo. For instance, im slowly beginning to master the art of modern pirating. Which is a lot more difficult than it looks. Like most things, the tension is physcological in nature. Questions like, Is it supposed to do that? Why doesnt it beep? And the old favourite, Am i going to get in trouble for this? Well, we may never have the answers to these questions, at least in this short dream of a life. Oh well. To be frank, i dont think people want to know anyway.

***PLOT TWIST***
Nights are fun. Esspecially late nights. Esspecially on weekends. Esspecially, esspecially on the giant holiday of the CNY weekend.

***INTERLUDE***

gong xi fa cai! Happy Chinese New Year!

Ha! bet you didnt see that coming..

***END OF INTERLUDE***

As i was saying... nights are fun... so many thoughts and images from the whole day bubbling around, just begging to be proccessed. Delicious. And me, ravenous for it all. Maybe it has something to do with missing POD... whoops... TOK.

I always wanted to do a post on this, but i could never really find the right words. But then, if im right, i never will.

What am i talking about?

You'd be suprised how often i hear that.

I got to stop typing in these damn one liners.

Stupid melodrama.

Oookay. As i was saying. I fear something happening, and i fear its been happening for a long time. Not just to us, whoever we are, but to everyone. The world in general. I dont really know what to call it, but i like the word "hyperinformation". I hope its not been kopped by some other theory.

See, we're constantly bombarded by information. The scary part is most of it is, for lack of a better word, drivel. So little really matters. We know stuff that we dont really need to. But we know it anyway and we hunger for more.

I mean, in this life, you live, you die. Its short and sweet and simple. And yet, the big mysteries we're wondering about are important too, right? So, why are so many people so afraid/apathetic about the big picture, but so focused on the meangingless bits. We connect them to our lives to make our little problems look big? To keep our sanity in a insane world. Just turn on the TV and you'll see what i mean. So much of it is... is... bullshit. Mumbo jumbo made up by the sponsors and big biz bosses so we buy into the lie. Dont get me wrong. I love stories with a passion. TV shows have stories too. I am intrigued by the fact that the stuff we're watching now is also gets broadcasted across the galaxy. Slowly, admittedly, but it does. I mean, someone on Alpha Centauri can be watching 'I Love Lucy' right now. Course, they need to know how to root out and purify, to distill the appropriate stuff... since it'll become quite muddled by the time it gets there.....

Anyway! I wonder whats happening to our minds. I dont think we were meant to live with so much nonsense crawling around in our memory banks. Whats happening to us? What are we becoming.

***PLOT TWIST***

I heard somewhere that multitasking leads to depresssion.

***PLOT TWIST***

Why, yes, i am on medication, why do you ask?



Monday, January 23, 2006

Yo.

If you notice the time, this post has been illegally posted. Im supposed to be in school. But im not. Yay. The reason seems to be because Im sick. More than usual apparently. That stupid flu strain is going around again.... Every year, without fail, just before CNY, three things will happen.

1) The Weather starts screwing up
2)All roads become remarkably similar to a highway during rushhour.
3)People cant annoying sicknesses.... Colds, sorethroats, etc.

I notice that these three things happen pratically everywhere during the major holiday of choice. In america, such things happen during Christmas, right?

Right.

*** PLOT TWIST***

Woo! Im so high i cant feel my fingers, so typing feels weird.

***PLOT TWIST***
I'd be the first person to say that Im not exactly tech-savvy, if i could get this damn mike to work. However, i would like to triumphantly dance around a hat in victory as i have finally mastered the art of stealing (downloading) things off the net. The problem , i realize now is that, most member of my family dont seem to grasp the economic miracle of piracy. Which is to say, they feel that leaving the comp on overnight is a waste of eletricity.

Nevertheless i have perservered and now, high on medication, i have abandon my caution and jumped right into the great polluted ocean of file sharing.

So now, listening to Tenacious D's Wonderboy, watching an episode of Family Guy, i am content in my illegal activities. (i wonder which of these three things is going to get the most hits on google.)

***PLOT TWIST***

I had a dream last night in a fever-induced delusion. I learned a great deal of things. And it worries me so. Firstly, im worried about whether doing The Vault is a good idea. I get the feeling that the essential nature has been conprimised. Its was birthed into reality too early so the true nature of it is not as clear as it should be. Sigh. I reminds me of things that i dont like to remember. And suddenly, like a flash i realize why i was so dead again scriptwriting a month ago.

***PLOT TWIST***

Listening to High and Dry by Radiohead....

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Mugging is hard. I gave up after reading throught the history notes. Oh well... Theres always the CNY weekend to catch up, right?

Sigh... Im beginning to worry that i use the word 'Sigh' to much.

***PLOT TWIST***

This article has errors, Kentay. The longest song title is

Several Species Of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together In A Cave & Grooving With A Pict -Pink Floyd

and

I'm A Cranky Old Yank In A Clanky Old Tank On The Streets Of Yokohama With My Honolulu Mama Doin' Those Beat-o, Beat-o, Flat On My Seat-o Hirohito Blues -Hoagy Carmichael

Admittedly, i dont have any proof, but dammit, i saw it somewhere, and it isnt something you forget.

But Everything2 is admittedly a freaking cool site. Just check out this article on Giant Robots.


ahhahahahahahahah....


A most fearful comedy indeed, sirrah



Friday, January 20, 2006

I watched one of them rain insect. it was spinning around in a circle. Perhaps it was breakdancing. And yes, i agree that the man who came up with that that is a sadistic freak(click on the link)

***PLOT TWIST***

Today was the first productive drama meeting in a long long time. We have developed script ideas that can work and a general timeframe. I wasnt expecting such productivity, honestly. I wonder what the difference was. Probably has something to do with the fact that our the number of planning minds tripled.

***PLOT TWIST***

Nice Dream
This idea isnt really that good, and im suprised it was let through... basically,a physiatrist is assigned to a patient who claims he believes that the world isn’t real, with the task of discovering whether the man is truly mad. However, the situation changes when an assassin attempts to murder the patient, confirming a number of his delusions. However, soon the body of the assassin disappears and the event is completely forgotten by everyone except for the doctor and his patient. What is real? Who’s lying? Is this the world? This play is meant to break the fourth wall.

The Vault
One of the ideas that struck me during one of the planning sessions. Basically, it concerns a team of bumbling bank robbers get trapped in a vault. Knowing that it is only a matter of time before they either run out of oxygen, they desperately seek an alternative. In despair, they call for help, the police. However, salvation comes from the most unusual of places. Namely, another team of robbers who attempted to break into the vault.

***PLOT TWIST***

I l;ike my times in limbo. They're very relaxing. Listening to Jeff Beck's Declan and reading No Other City and Watchmen... sigh happy times.. Except, Im going to have to start mugging soon. Not so happy times in limbo. Its not that i dont like my subjects. Mugging for hist, econs and ELA1 is still relatively fun. The problem is in maths, chem and the bahasa. And i have assignments for all three. And its not that i hate maths and chem. Some of it is quite fun too. Like that investigation. And cosin rules. haha. Sorry. (does that fist thing)



Thursday, January 19, 2006

I have been enlightened. I realize that there is no need for emoness. Pessimism has no real purpose. I was talking to kentay, and he has pointed out, quite logically, that im in a predominately 4.16 class. Plus, he and the others from around the level frequently converge there. Plus, there ACDC and the teh-ble ...


Basically, there is no reason for me to really be emo about any of the things that i am currently emo about.

So, i wont be.

***PLOT TWIST***

I think i lost the message that i was trying to get across too. I didnt intend to be emo, but i began to write it like that. Why, i wonder. Probably because of the unhealthy number of emo bloggers in existence. NO MORE. no more emoness. Its a waste of pixels.



Wednesday, January 18, 2006

absolutely need to tell someone this. See... For the past 4 years of my life, ive been constantly reminded that i cant talk. Not because im shy. Its because i simply cant. I sound like a ceylonese sesame street character. I mean, people asking me " are you from singpore?" and "Can you talk any deeper than that?" can really wear one out after the first hundred times. And the good people who make "Hooo!Hroo!" sounds when i appear help a lot also. All these things have led to long periods of silence.

***PLOT TWIST***
Of course, during my time with in 3.16/4.16 this changed. Thats why i always think of my sec 3-4 years as the best time in my schooling life, since i stopped being a shunned ridiculed laughingstock. EMONESS TO THE MAX!
***PLOT TWIST BACK***

And recently, long periods of trying to be funny in the vain hope that i can convince myself that people are laughing at the jokes. But.. I was worried about my voice in IB. I need to talk, to communicate. But so few people ever listen to me anymore, esspecially since i tried to impliment the "joking/denial plan". But i just got something. A verse.

There are, it may be, so many kinds of voices in the world, and none of them [is] without signification.
1 Corinthians 14:10

Im in 5.14 Corinthians... IB Year 1.... And my register number happens to be 10.

hahahahahahahahahaah!

You turn my mourning into dancing!

I havent blogged in a long time. Argh. Need tpo get back into the habit. Its strange that some bloggers blog more during the holidays while others blog more during the year. Hmm... possible EE topic?

***PLOT TWIST***

Hey, it looks like Ken Lim is blogging again too.

***PLOT TWIST***

Mornings nowadays are spent chilling with the gang at the teh-ble. The Breakfast Club?( No, thats only on Saturdays so it doesnt work.)

***PLOT TWIST***

IB seems fine so far. of course it quite noticebly... more fast paced, so to speak. I mean, in the first two days i've heard more things that i expected... And that maths investigation... woo... Ten percent in the first week! But its suprisingly simple when you actually start doing it. So, everything is okay.

***PLOT TWIST***
Drama! We're getting tons of new members in the club. problem is that were slowly being stopped from doing all the things we planned... Nevermind its not important.. We should be able to do at least two productions this year. Sigh. So much for blazing the trail.

***PLOT TWIST***

I wonder how people think. How do your thoughts find their way around in your head. I sometimes imagine us to be like blind men running through a madhouse full of gibbering lunatics, searching for the clearest voice in the dark. But thats probably just me.



Friday, January 13, 2006

Its finally stopped raining. Im not sure whether thats a good thing. I like the rain. It keep everything cool. Good for sleeping, if you can find a way to stay warm... I would why its easier to stay warm than to stay cool... Nevermind.

*** PLOT TWIST***

Yaargh. Paper Storm! Run! I've made up a new phrase. Paper Storm. It describes a situation in buerocracy that happen shortly after an overload in the system, when everything gets caught up in the red tape. Its happening everywhere.... Our classes are being shuffled like crazy, for one thing.

But no matter! 416 will stay alive. Everyone quick, just congregate at 5.14 when your feeling down.

***PLOT TWIST***

Speaking of 4.16 matters, i realized that we always have a theme song.


2005 - 'Numa Numa Dance','I Don't Want To Miss A Thing'
2006 -'Wish You Were Here' , 'The Ultimate Showdown'

Are there any more?

We need to classify some of this stuff.

I notice that one is always an internet phemnomenon.

People are bugging me to get of the net so ill finish this post later.



Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Huzzah. Its spring, and all the blogs are waking up from hibernation again. Huzzah!

This is great. Orientation was good. After the first day, it really picked up. Plus, i got into the 'Camera Crew'. I've always wondered how reality TV cameramen felt. Now i know.... Hmm..that sounds like an interesting idea. Their probably an article on it on the net. Searching... NOw...beep...beep... beep..

***PLOT TWIST***

Second week of school! Still mostly lectures and stuff but we're in the new building! Im a sucker for new stuff. When i get my hands on new tech, i just leave it there and spend the first day just taking in that 'New Tech Smell'... Righteous homies....Aahh... Ok... Anyway, Ive been moved to 5.14. And that's not all, the number of .16er has doubled here. Huzzah. Of course, its sad that there are still lots of brudders in other classes. But, no matter! As a cohort, we're much more together now, so i think that we'll stick together still! Or am i being just a bit too optimistic?

***PLOT TWIST***

Drama is picking up too. Lots of new members and lots of new ideas. The future looks bright folks.

***PLOT TWIST***

And finally, for my last trick, some link!

Family Guy Clips

Netizen's Guide to WWII

The Ultimate Showdown

The Llama Song

Zombo



Tuesday, January 03, 2006

School started today. I dont know what to say really. Today, the first day of orientation, was ... was,well... It was horrific. I dont mean to say that the Orientation Commitee did a bad job. Quite the contrary, they did a very very good job, in the face of certain doom. I mean, they tried but, you cant expect people to be happy and excited after 6 straight hours of talks. Talks that most of us have heard since sec 2. I mean, I GET IT, IB IS A GOOD COURSE! And i GET IT, ACS IS A GREAT SCHOOL! Now can you please shut the (expletive ) up! I mean, come on! We've heard this stuff too (expletive) often. Maybe you can say that its for the new students... But why the(expletive) are we there then?! Couldnt you have held all those introductory talks during the holidays or somethings?
I got a distinct image of it all today. Its like... you go buy a new car. Its an expensive car and you have a lot invested in it. So you want to drive it. But, after the salesman has closed the deal, he wont stop talking about the car. He just refuses to stop telling you how (expletive) good it is. Then, he starts dancing. He dances around the car with the keys in his hands. You ask him to stop, but he pays you no attention. He also starts singing. And he continues dancing and singing and jumping out of your way late into the night.

But anyway... If it wasnt for the wasted time, the orientation was really good. I mean, the people organizing it have no tradition or anything to call up on. Also, the ratio , 3: 1 is terrible for breaking the ice. People dont get to interact. I mean, they dont need to interact. But the OC somehow managed to make it work. I just hope they can keep it up. Esspecially with all the mindless talks we have tommorow.....

But i suppose its too late to worry now, isnt it? Oh well, i might as well be happy with what i got.

A shoe bag!