Chaos Controlled

Flee!

2007-01-02T19:01:00.000+08:00

I've had it with blogger. Everyone seems to have moved to Wordpress or something similar.
Plus, I've lost control of my skin and my tag board.

They say that you should finish what you start. But I disagree. Someone once said - Everyone reaps what they sow, except the amateur gardener.

And friends, I'm that gardener!

So...

So.

For the New Year, I make a new blog. As usual. It is a tradition. Only this time, on Wordpress! I'm leaving the old country for the land of opportunity, where the streets are paved with I-pods.
You heard me. I'm moving away. Far far away. To Wordpress.

Look me up at Omnimorph, if you can be bothered.

Adios Amigos.

2006-12-05T16:40:00.000+08:00

During the Holidays, people should blog more. I mean, this will be our second last true school holiday. Right?

Right?

But we're all still slacking around. Stagnating.

2006-12-05T16:38:00.000+08:00

Blogger keeps deleting posts.

Annoying, much.

2006-12-03T13:01:00.000+08:00

I seem to have stopped blogging. Fortunately, I'm a skilled Netcromancer, which is to say, i reanimate dead forum topics with ease. Since blogs work on the same principles as forums (rants from people with too much time) , I think I can fix this.

Unfortunately, nothing much happens to me during the holidays. I mean, I've been amusing myself watching Robot Chicken on milkandcookies which means that I'VE ALREADY EXHAUSTED YOUTUBE.

Fortunately, while nothing as actually happened to me yet, that can't stop me from pretending that it does. So for the next few weeks I'm going to pretend that interesting things are happening. Starting with a trip to Albuquerque.

2006-11-10T00:01:00.000+08:00

GONE FISHING

2006-11-07T23:19:00.000+08:00

Egads! A great change has occurred - one that shall shake the foundations of our blogging world. Ken Tay has transplanted Acxis across the net, from Blogger to Wordpress!

2006-11-03T01:08:00.000+08:00

Writing, i feel, is a science that should only be practiced in the dead of the night. In that tiny window of time, just before exhaustion takes you.When the world as you know it sleeps, and existence takes on a surreal demeanor - this be the time of dreams and visions, when fantasy and reality being to fuse together in the white-hot furnace of your soul, hammered into shape by your mind.

Tonight feels like a good night for dreaming.

2006-11-02T17:16:00.000+08:00

hol·i·day (hŏl'ĭ-dā') pronunciation

1. A day free from work that one may spend at leisure, especially a day on which custom or the law dictates a halting of general business activity to commemorate or celebrate a particular event.
2. A religious feast day; a holy day.
3. Chiefly British. A vacation. Often used in the phrase on holiday.

Ha. I laugh. Holidays this year are just as hectic as the school term, what with EE, TOK , IAs and CAS due. Oh Well.. To the ~~Bat-Cave~~ National Library Robin!

Hmm.. thats not a bad idea actually. Singaporean Libraries are awesome places. I wouldn't be surprised if you see men in tights prancing around surreptitiously... gah.. not making enough.. sense..

In other news, i had the pleasure today of going to school to listen to hordes of Chinese people gloat about the end of CLB in their lives - while the rest of us minorities are have to keep doing it for another year. Laff it up, Laff it up.

Sigh. MT has been a headache for so many of us for so long.. I mean, I'm not saying anything, but I'm to closest you can get to being a cultural bastard. Wait, scratch that -- this dude is the closest you can get to being a cultural bastard.

2006-11-01T12:12:00.000+08:00

BLT's latest work is out - available at various internet places.

Countdown it's called, if you didn't know already, which would be surprising, since you were probably involved in its production.

Well, ~~BLT has forced me to review it on pain of death,~~ since I feel this strange urge to review the movie, i shall.

Since he started in this business, BLT's films have always been improving, in terms of quality. Countdown is no exception, definitely his best work so far. It combines both intriguing storyline and mindless violence, the hallmarks of a truly great hollywood blockbuster. In addition to this, there's a surprising new element - actors who can actually act! Egads! Its a bold new concept, but i daresay it may just take off! But seriously folks -- Kiat, Elsa and Shawn really did a good job in this film. Especially Kiat, who is to the best of my knowledge new to this sort of stuff.

Their talents added to the superb filming that comes from 3-4 good cameramen(with no professional training!), and BLT's obsessive drive for perfection while editing. I heard that some parts of the film were rushed due to time constraints in the filming process, but honestly, I don't really see it. It was well filmed and definitely well-edited. It even has a bit of humor,with various in-jokes scattered here and there. More importantly,it still keeps BLT's trademark SWAT scenes - which are particularly interesting when you consider this would be the last time they would ever be seen - since all the vests have went their separate ways.

The script - another classic BLT vendetta-ish affair had sufficient twists and turns - at least i think it did. A bit hard being objective about something when you are involved in it.

Moving right along now..

All in all, Countdown was a pretty good little short film, uniquely original, since it had all the features of a 120 minute long action-block-buster, except for the actual time, and the million dollar budget.

2006-10-31T00:12:00.000+08:00

Aaaah.

Confused a November 1st deadline for a December 1st one.

Tis an Omen.

better sleep soon.

2006-10-31T00:02:00.000+08:00

Watched Prestige today. It was a surprisingly good movie -- don't get me wrong, i expected a good movie - But this was beyond even my unfairly high expectations.

2006-10-25T23:55:00.000+08:00

Exams are over, and i feel compelled to do something with this little corner of cyberspace, that i have shunned and tried desperately to ignore for so long. But the lure of personal blogging snares me once again. Its a strange sort of feeling, it gives one the impression of social interaction and openess.. while still keeping us distant and detached from reality....

Wait..

Am i making sense?

bah.

*plot twist*

I don't like the way I've been blogging recently. A bit too dark for my tastes. Not enough funny.

Blogs these days come in three forms. Emo-Angst-Journal, Humour and Pseudo-Intellectual-Musings(or full intellectual)

Humour/Pseudo-intellectualism is where the money is at.

Gah. Again i question the logic of my statements. Must take chemicals.

2006-10-25T23:50:00.000+08:00

Exams are over, and tommorow is the last day of school. Various interesting things have happened. So it goes.

2006-10-03T22:36:00.000+08:00

We're two days into exams, in case you haven't noticed. The key features of these few days was the strange lack of mugging, on my part. But then, i never really mug, anyway (before you accuse me of being a no-good-dirty-lying-b*stard, remember that, I'm my opinion, mugging is to memorize textbooks.)

Fortunately, I've justified my position by saying that the papers we do have on now, ie, MATHS AND LANGUAGE, are mainly about being fresh, confident and energetic. Woohoo! Who needs reason when you have excuses.

Now.

I've been thinking. About a lot of things.

Have you ever noticed how wonderfully, amazingly, insanely fair Life is?
Causality,Karma, Divine Design.Whatever man. God's universe is a brilliant machine.
But then, I'm just stating the obvious. So maybe I'm not really thinking at all.

Need to start thinking.

2006-09-25T17:22:00.000+08:00

There's something unique about the time just before exams. There's an odd mixture of resignation and denial in the air. It doesn't feel like the exams are coming. It feels more like they're never going to happen. Self-defense mechanism, maybe?

It's too late to do anything anymore. Sure, we can mug our brains out in these last seven days, but it won't really accomplish much. Sad, really.

2006-09-08T15:39:00.000+08:00

I'm going to start regular blogging, even if it kills me.

Ok. Think.

Hmm.. Ok.

First, complaints.

DAMN AND BLAST WHY AM I NOT MUGGING LIKE A GOOD LITTLE IB STUDENT.

I could go on and on about this. I understand I need to mug, but still, I just don't do it. Which is disturbing. Verily

Ahem.Moving on.

*plot twist*
Thursday night was interesting. After attending the first part of the Cambodia OEP gathering, i skedaddled to DBS Arts Centre with fellow drama member Becca, to fullfill our duty to the CCA. Met up with Jordan,Roobs and Kia Hua. We were there for the ACJC drama event, Inventio, of which i know nothing about, before the night, save it was a drama event and was related to ACJC, which means that it would be naturally good. It was, to an extent. The plays put up were decidedly abstract and post-modern. They dealed with themes. I don't trust themes, esspecially if you can get them at first glance, because that generally means that the theme was thought up before the story. Which is against most of my principles. No offence to anyone, thouugh. The the first play, concerning loneliness, was good, so was Box, and A Very Serious Play, which was at the end. They've got some damn good actors over there. Not to mention lights crew. Mad props to them.

I'm sorry i couldn't provide a better review of the cocern, but my usual tools of recording have been stripped from me. And my memory sucks badily. Like.... So badly i can't.. hmm.. what was i talking- DOH!!

*plot twist*

Sigh. I'm cheap thrills these days in terms of humor.

So Long Steve

2006-09-05T00:18:00.000+08:00

Today,the man we know and love as the highly caffeined crocodile hunter, AKA Steve Irwin died. The internet tells me he died doing what he loved, and that was the way he would have wanted to go, which is probably true. Its such a pity that he had to die so young. 44! Its ridiculous! He's wrestled crocodiles into submission. He could have run for office, and he would have won. With his passing, the world is a slightly less interesting place. He will be missed, even by those who barely know him.

See you later, alligator.

2006-09-02T13:38:00.000+08:00

Once of the best things in the world is the sweet,sweet smell of a good book. Its something in the wood, I think. The smell of the paper. Mmmm..Paper.

I just managed to pick up a delightful little piece called The Once Future King, by good old TH White. Its a book that I've wanted to get my hands on for ages. Well, since i saw it in X-men (observe how shamelessly i reveal my source of good literature).

Its a good book, but i won't tell you the story. THE INTERNET SHALL PROVIDE.

Unfortunately, whatever ground my intellegence gained reading the book was swiftly lost when I erroneously logged back onto mIRC after so many, many years of freedom. I swear to you, i actually felt my mind blanking out. I cant even pun well anymore.

Oh well. Somethings must be sacrificed for the greater good.

Also, i draw your attention to something at has piqued my interest in recent times. I dont know much about the Explorers' Club, but in recent times, I'm been feeling the urge to get out on the open road, so to speak. Travelling and all that shit. I'm not sure whether its escapism, or me being influenced by the media. THANK YOU MEDIA, FOR MAKING ME QUESTION MY SANITY!

In, perhaps more serious matters, I think God is finally drawing me closer to him. Huzzah.

2006-08-30T21:48:00.000+08:00

People are too emo. humorous reference)

But seriously,
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I don't blog anymore. I give the gist.

2006-08-26T12:51:00.000+08:00

Woo!

Last night's farwell dinner for BLT was freaky. People we're higher than... than... something really high. I think it was something in the water. Or maybe we get so tense/sian over the school week, (IOP ARGH ARGH ARGH!), that retard sounds are comedic gold. Needless to say, i took the opportunity to make a killin'. I mean, when you figure out that you only need to say 'woo' at regular intervals to keep people in stitches, you tend to take advantage of it as much as possible.

Woo!

But seriously.

Woo.

Of course, the sad part of the whole thing was that it was a BLT farewell dinner. Which is kinda sad, especially since we've known him for so long. First Jeff, now BLT. Film in ACS is ~~left in the competent hands of MPAC~~ dead. No more warehouse. No more smoke machine. No more SWAT. Its a dark day indeed my friends.

But then of course, I suppose its for the best in a way. In all the years I've known BLT, I've always known that he's destined to go to the land of the freedom fries, and the 192 million firearms.We'll all miss you though,BLT. Singapore will be significantly more boring without you.Adieu, old friend, and Godspeed.

Woo!

2006-08-18T23:10:00.000+08:00

I think its true what they say, you do out grow personal blogging in time. Especially when you put your blog up on the public domain. I mean, remember all the people that used to blog once, with their fancy blogskins and themetoons. Where are they now? Where are those dubious little, so called thoughtful posts and things. Don't know what I'm talking about? Look around, i do it too. I can barely keep a straight face when i look over some of this bullshit again. But its supposedly the 'way' to blog and who am i to argue with the masses?

Hmm.. Therefore, i imagine the only way I'm going to be able to keep updating is to actually evolve this blog to the a higher state of existance. Which i used to use it for once.

Oh, so that's what they mean by situational irony.

But i am a depressive little cynic aren't I?

So keeping in line with my character traits, i have already postulated that any attempt with revival would be a staggering failure.

Therefore I won't even attempt it.

Success!

2006-08-06T21:58:00.000+08:00

It seems that I've fallen out of the habit of regular updating. Quite annoying. But then, it implies that I have a life! (The operative word being implies)

Damn and blast.

It's almost surreal how fast time is passing nowadays. We have 6-7 weeks left till the finals, and I haven't even started studying yet.Oh well, tommorow is a new day. And with the big national day break coming up, who can complain?

Well, me since i have a helluva lotta work to do. IOP and IAs. I could justify them as studying, buts its not the same if your forced to do it.

In other news, Kani has changed his blog address to this new one. Its the only reason I logged into my account again. Hmm.. maybe its time for a change for me too.

2006-07-17T20:53:00.000+08:00

Why I find it impossible to keep up regular updating is beyond me.

Some people say you stop blogging when you reach an important stage in your development, no longer needing a blog to record down your thoughts, to share your innermost self with the world.

HA!

You stop blogging because your a lazy bugger.

I don't need to record myself. I don't have a good memory. I can't remember all sorts of shit.For a while I thought this was a bad thing. But then i realized that, it doesnt really matter. I mean,the past is as irrelevant to the future. Everyday, every moment,we constantly reinvent ourselves. We just pretend that we stay the same because we're afraid of losing ourselves. Or some shit like that. But in the end, we just end up trapped in our linnear lives. So short and fleeting.

'Nuff Said.

Pirates and Ninjas

2006-07-13T22:16:00.000+08:00

For ~~the better part of twelve days~~ an eternity, I have left this place to stagnate. ho hum. Exams and general net-prowling have kept me busy. Fortunately, my searches have been rewarded with some pretty awesome shit.

HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONKHONK HONK HONK

I swear I'm going to find a way to make that my new blogskin.

And finally, cause I always save the best for last, I proudly present to you the find of the year, AskaNinja.com

Also, yes, I know Maddox has been around for a while, but you'd be surprised how many people don't know about him. Same for the ninja site (both of them). The first one was pretty underground, but it sparked off one of the greatest debates in the history of the internet.

The age old question... Who would win in a fight, a pirate, or a ninja?

Since that time, netizens have been dividing themselves into the two rival factions. The Great War. There are of course other sides, the robots and the zombie, the Vikings and samurai, the monkeys... And err... Other monkeys.

But the Pirate-Ninja debate is still the greatest.

So what are you, a pirate or a ninja?

Ninjas, masters of stealth and the innumerable killing arts. Silent, deadly, but not much else.

Pirates, the scurvy dogs of the sea, rowdy, greedy and generally drunk, but above all else, free.

Personally, im a pirate... And its not just because of movies like Pirates of the Caribbean. We were pirates looong before that...

I mean, ninjas are cool and all, but what kind of lifestyle is that?! Train for years, kill a few hundred chaps without em knowing and eventually committing suicide when you screw up. Sure, flipping out and killing people sounds cool, but is it really?

On the other hand, pirates just do what they want. You don't need to train, practice or do any of that shit. Plus you can get loot. And rum. Hurray for rum.

In addition, pirates are everywhere. There are space pirates, cyber pirates, CD pirates, time pirates, music pirates. In fantasy and the real world, pirates are an integral part of society.

And finally, above all else, pirates embody freedom. No matter what else, a pirate is someone who is free. Ninjas on the other hand are bound by honor and their silly code of being sneaky bastards. Who the hell would want to live like that.

Plus pirates have cool hats.

AND GUNS.

2006-07-02T22:21:00.000+08:00

Not studying enough

Over two days i have done a grand total of 8 hours of work. 4 hours of chem, 2 hours of maths and 2 hours of the bahasa. I occassionally glanced through econs and history notes.

Im so screwed.

Tempus Fugit

2006-06-25T21:07:00.000+08:00

One year older, none the wiser. All I've really learned is how much I lack true wisdom, how truly and magnificently inept I really am. I suppose that's wisdom... In a way. A fool's wisdom, perhaps, the kind that keeps you awake at night, and asleep during the day.

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School starts tomorrow ( ha-ha-ha.the best birthday gift of all..), and I can proudly say that I haven't done anything of true, meaningful value. What a waste. But, well, you know how it goes... tempus fugit.

The first week arrives late, as usual, utterly incomprehensible. Just as you get something out of it, boom, the second week barges in. Louder, wilder and a bit deranged, it stays up all night and sleeps all day, introducing you to a world you thought you thought you swore off forever. And suddenly, its gone, as mysteriously as it came. The third week arrives early in the morning, buzzing your doorbell rattling on the door. You shake of you weariness and let it in. Its annoying, nagging and it lectures you the whole of its stay. Nothing really gets done and it leaves in disgust. Slamming the door on its way. So now you wait patiently for the last week. You think your prepared now, you know what to expect. You barricade the doors and board up the windows. You think your safe, but your not. It there with you all along, handing you the nails. Its quiet , yet rushed. Its all so vague. It says nothing, it gives nothing. And suddenly, its gone in the wind,in the middle of the night, with but a whisper of what you lost. And you wonder, sitting in the dark, haunted by that whisper, where all the weeks went.

Listening to that horrible sound, the new term, rattling your walls.

2006-06-20T20:23:00.000+08:00

5 MORE DAYS!!!!!!

DAMNATION!!!1

2006-06-20T10:40:00.000+08:00

Its not that i've given up on blogging, i just have better things to do with my time. Ok, i lie. But then with nothing interesting happening there's nothing to blog about,and my secretive paranoid self is rearing its foilwrapped skull. Im drifting aimlessly in a sea of...things.Is this what they call peace? Nothing to really worry about, i cant lose sleep over anything because i dont have to wake up early and im at a loss for the words/large piece of cardboard on a stick to appropriately scream my doomsday warnings at the world.I'm freaking discombobulated.

2006-06-15T21:51:00.000+08:00

I'm back... after the longest of breaks I'm finally overcome my ammensia and realized i had a blog. Its not that i had much to do really, its just that i dont have anything interesting to say during the holidays. Most of my rants come from sleep deprivation, and since i wake up at ten, my sleep is considerable less deprived. This problem has recently been solved thanks to my old lobotomy scars flaring up again, through the aid of insane amounts of gaming, deadlines and daytime television.Though i am i happily and truthfully technologically inept, the internet calls to me, seeking to once again drain my lifeblood in its dark and sinister methods. Happy days, happy days. For this reason i have retreated back to my old haunts meeting my all my old friends in the forums. For the first time in months i have been flamed, threatened , banned almost simultaneously. Happy days. Happy days.

In my weary wanderings, i have stumbled across these comics, Byrobot.net and Team Special Olympics, the latter of which occassionally stars clowns, a winning formula in any medium of literature.Podcasts are also great sources of hilarity. IPR(Irrational Public Radio), my new number-one news source.And Holmes does it again, in record time too!

2006-05-23T15:34:00.000+08:00

Last week of school. Three more days till holiday time. Huzzah. Yet, somehow, we've got more work due now than ever before, but lack the energy to do any of it. I notice that we burn out fast now. Im stoned by week 8. i need a week of peace to finish up my work and catch up on my sleep.

You know, there's nothing quite so sad in the world of essay writing as a staring at a title on top of a blank page for 20 minutes straight. That's whats happening to me now. Im staring blankly at my group 4 reflection which has 200 more words to go. Im staring blankly at my IOP essay, which i dont even have a proper title for anyway. And just as im typing this, i remember that i still have to draw some bonus diagrams into my maths investigation, which i seem to have misplaced.

Why cant we stop lying?

2006-05-21T20:32:00.000+08:00

EE!

As in, EEEE!!, the sound made when a kettle starts to boil. As in the scream of some irritating bad actress in a B movie. As in the name of our mini-thesis, of which the first draft in due next term. Which many of us, well... some of us... havent really started on yet. Its getting... worrying.

Personally, i dont really have an idea of what to do. Originally, i planned to do something in the general vicinity of the Israeli-Palestinian Conflict. Then i remembered that i dont know shit about the israeli-palestinian conflict... Which is ok, since thats what the essay is for, but still.
Now, im not even sure whether i should do that. Plan B is Cambodia and Pol Pot, and Plan C is Celyon. Woot. Plan E is switching to English and doing either Dylan or Watchmen. Or both of them together in a Cold War extravaganza.

*plot twist*

Funny shit right here.

I dont know what i'd do without webcomics.

*plot twist*

I am noticing a trend.

2006-05-20T22:31:00.000+08:00

I wish i could write deep shit. The thought provoking stuff. Then i get bored and surf the net.

Link.

*plot twist*

A good story is one that makes you ask questions. Theres a problem is society that everyone wants to talk about, but no one can find the right words for. But we keep going back to it. The question we need to ask is why. Everything i will do will be irrelevent until i can write something that can ask that question.

2006-05-20T21:34:00.000+08:00

Havent blogged in a long time..

RPol is back... but now i cant be bothered to play anymore..

*plot twist*

intriguing development...

Couple of days back i ventured into an old haunt of mine, where a suprised awaited...So, now im currently in the midst of negiotiations with my suppliers for a slightly second hand Star-Munchkins game deck.

Muahahaha.

2006-05-13T22:55:00.000+08:00

Have'nt done much work yet, as usual. I was hoping to at least finish my econs by today, but... oh well... There's always tommorow. Hurray for procrastination.

*plot twist*

Interesting little film.

*plot twist*

Robot Chicken is hilarious. Well... maybe not hilarious, but definitely worth watching. . Seth Green does a hell of a lot better in his 'cartoons' (Family Guy, Robot Chicken) , methinks.

*plot twist*

Aaah! RPol is down! Nooo!

*plot twist*

Couple of noights back i had a pretty interesting dream experience. For some obscure reason, i found myself eating something which i presume was a hallocinogen of some kind, because it caused me to go into some sort of high. Anywho, the majority of the dream revovled around me stumbling around 'high'. Eventually i just fell over and watched the sky.

Let me tell you something. When you dream, always,always,always remember to look at the sky. Its amazing.

*plot twist*

Desperate times call for desperate measures. I havent had time recently to go to Border or the Library, and im hungry for some reading material. The net can only do so much, but i miss the feeling of a good book in my hands. So, in desperation, im turning to some of my old ISO reading material on Postmodernism... and im actually finding it a whole lot more interesting than i once did. If anyone has knows any good book/site on it, drop me a line... or whatever it is you do to a tagboard...

2006-05-12T13:58:00.000+08:00

Yaaargh!

2006-05-10T21:23:00.000+08:00

I'ven screwed up so many tests....

Lit...

Econs....

History...

This is a wakeup-call.

2006-05-07T23:20:00.000+08:00

Funny things happen all the time. I didn’t know ol’ Dubya had it in him.

I realize something about this school year. For the first time in a long time, it no longer seems as if I’m over-committed. For the first time in years, the work seems manageable again. Everything seems to fall neatly into place now. However, I still can’t keep up, mainly because I’m a slacker of the highest order. I don’t do work, and yet I still feel tired. It’s getting ridiculous. Everyday, I wake up telling myself that I’m going to finish a shit-load of work by nightfall. In the end, I just end up wandering the oddly beautiful ever-changing wastelands of the net. And playing DotA.

Recent events have really inspired me to start writing frequently again. I haven’t really written anything in months. And there are so many ideas now. Cambodia really inspired me. The sights, the people and the history. Plus, I just finished Warren Ellis’s Transmetropolitan. Amazing comic.
Writing comics seems like great fun. You don’t need to bother with superfluous words and paragraph long descriptions. The readers don’t mind most of the time. Hell, you barely need to describe anything… Just leave it to the artist.

I dislike the fact that I have to watch what I say online. But I do it anyway because… well you know why.

Something disturbed me some days ago. What really freaked me out was that it happened thrice. I mentioned the large number of reports of violent activities and terrorist threats bubbling around on news channels and three times, three times, people just stared at me and told me that it was business as usual. Which, of course it is. But still! The gravity of this never really struck me until that day. We live in a world on the brink of disaster. And yet, we’re not worried. That’s pretty scary when you think about it. Surely, these are the end times.

2006-05-05T20:15:00.000+08:00

My Bookmarks are all mixed up.. Have to find the time to sort through them all again....

Radiohead is such a great band.

2006-05-02T18:28:00.000+08:00

I was wrong before.

Only one day left for TOK.

Im screwed.

2006-05-01T20:06:00.000+08:00

TOK NOT DONE YET!!!

4 DAYS LEFT!!!!

WOOOOOHOOOOO!!!!

2006-04-30T17:24:00.000+08:00

One more thing... I accordance to the rules of ACS OEP, im as sick as a dog for the 4 year running.

Woo-cough-hoo!

2006-04-29T18:45:00.000+08:00

Im back!

Woohoo.

Cambodia was great, but im a born city-dweller and i miss my city.

But going to to Cambodia was an experience, esspecially my time in COSI.

The world was quiet there, and peaceful. The kids were contented with what little they had and led God-centred lives. I was really suprised. Us Singaporeans really have it lucky, yet , we still whine and grumble. Those kids barely have anything, yet they're still willing to give. Some were even our age, and they act like adults.

It really puts things in perspective. We've spent so long comparing ourselves to americans and decadent 1st-worlders... but now, in comparision to these kids, we're the slobs.

....

So much to reflect about, so little time...

More detail later....

Oh, and for pics, go to Hans' Blog.

2006-04-16T23:30:00.000+08:00

HAPPY EASTER!
Christ is Alive!
On this day, some 2 thousand years ago, Jesus Christ rose from the dead, three days after he was crucified on the cross. It is only through his death and resurrection that we are saved.

Hallelujah!

2006-04-16T22:43:00.000+08:00

900 words for TOK. Woot. Not much of an accomplishment, but its a step in the left direction.

*plot twist*

Ill be in Cambodia in about 5 days. WOW. Havent really done much to prepare for the trip. I better go to a group meeting to see what the hell is going on. What language do they speak there anyway?

*plot twist*

Since this term started, i've been slacking off. Quite badly, in fact. The correct thing to do is blame myself. I should be working harder, working longer, working smarter, etc. The wrong thing to do is to blame the ungodly hours, insane amount of information and ridiculous activities Notice how i cunningly leave the details ambiguous (For all you know, Im talking about DotA). Because if i didnt, I might have to testify at my own show trial( I am talking about DotA...).

DotA is a great game. But the fact of the matter is it takes up a lot of the players time.Waaaay to much time.This problem could easily be resolved by the programmers and hosts. They can make shorter games. Still addictive, but in small doses, so as not to drain us too badly. But they choose not to. Why? Because they believe its better this way. And that they have a duty to the gaming commision... or whatever it is they answer to, ( Icefrog? Blizzard? Or-something-else-entirely?)to keep it this way. And their are the forums and discussions and everything that happens after the games to give yourself a more well-rounded experience.Despite the fact that its still all meaningless.I wonder if they ip ban those complain or try to change the system.They dont have to.Not a lot of people complain anymore. Since players cant do anything about it, they dont. And eventually, they're going to convince themselves thats its the way things are supposed to go. Wasting half your day on something that wont mean anything after your gone is what human life is all about? Right?

But Im talking nonsense. In all honesty, DotA is a great game. The people who made it are geniuses, almost humanitarians. I apologize to them. I dont think that DotA is time wasting. Far from it, i think DotA is one of the best this to spend your time on. Its a beautiful game. Its addictive, but in a good way.Its one of the easiest ways to relax i know. Its really helped me through some tense times. Im actually starting to feel bad for all this. I might as well hand myself over to the Analogy Police.

*plot twist*

i hate the feeling you get when you latch onto a really great big idea.. then it dissapears when your not looking. I hate not making sense anymore. I hate knowing that i dont make any sense anymore. I hate forgetfulness. I hate the way there arent enough words anymore. I hate reruns. I hate prequels, sequels and spinnoffs.

I wonder whether it makes any sense anymore. I know im different now. Still as patchwork as ever, but maybe a bit more zen about it? Philosophy and comics help a lot more than one thinks. Especially things like the Invisibles.... or maybe ,things like Seaguy. Once i remember thinking in great big concepts. Ideas and dreams and bullshit like that.When i look back at some of my earlier ...posts, esspecially the ones over a couple of months old, i realize how much one can change in short period of time. I seem to bounce between two extremities of idiocy.I still do. I still like a daydreaming idealist. But different now of course. Different in the same way as before?Im retracing my steps back down whole news paths. Weird innit.

2006-04-09T19:53:00.000+08:00

Hooo.. Havent blogged in a 10 days. I even missed an April Fools prank post. Darn.

Well lots of interesting things are a'happening. First off, im picking up DoTA again after a 4 month sabatical from internet gaming in general. Hurray for decadence. Its cutting into my work/sleep time alot so im thinking of going cold turkey.

Ha.

Who needs sleep anyway?

In other news Sam Chan has started up a pen and paper RPG group, great news for RPG/gaming-deprived nuts like Ali, Ken Tay and me. The game is called Shadowrun, a cyberpunk/fantasy hybrid. Think William Gibson + RA Salvatore. Im especially interested in getting invovled in more and more of pen and paper gaming ever since i saw a few comics of it on PvP. Plus, its cheaper than regular com gaming and much, much cheaper than Magic. Plus it invovles a lot of the imagination part of your brain, which is infinitely better than any graphics card, even the ATI Radeon 9800. Or whatever.

But in pen and paper RPG the spectre of Dungeons and Dragons always looms close by. I hear its a really good game from a lot of people, but i also here many bad things about it. Many, many bad things. Some of the stuff is of course borders on the absurd, like the bit about people commiting suicide over the game. But some of the arguements are logical. Which is really worrying.

But staying out of D&D wont really be to hard for me, because in case you dont know, i really,really,really hate magic. Its something i picked up from Batman.

Ill post more after i get ganked in DoTA.

Centrestage 06

2006-04-02T10:36:00.000+08:00

Centrestage is finally over! I love the feeling of absolute slackness one gets just after a production. I have three essays due on Mon, but im not starting on any of 'em. And i have a lot to talk about. First, The Vault. As you all know, i've been with the Vault since day 1, and i've had the pleasure of seeing the play change and evolve into something quite incredible. It is easily the best Centrestage production i have ever seen. I don't think anyone was really suprised when we cleaned out the awards cabinet. Best Actress for Elsa, Best Actor for Yiyang and finally, Best Play of the night. Wow. This has truly been a memorable experience, and i would like to thank you all for letting me be a part of it.

But.

There's always a 'but' isnt there. Always, always,always. See, the Vault wasnt the only play I was invovled in. About a month or so ago, Reuben asked me to guest-act for him. At first, i declined. But we've been friends for a long time, and I didnt want to leave him hanging now. When i first read the Reuben's script, it struck me as an a very interesting play. It could have been great... Not as good as the Vault maybe, but great , nonetheless. But then something happened. I dont really know why. For the last week of rehearsals, i was mainly with the Vault. I heard whisperering of changes to nuts and bolts, but it never really registered. I didnt think it would be so.... I only realized the extent of the changes when i watched them on the night itself from backstage. I wonder how Reuben must have felt in the Control Room. I dont know why Andrew did what he did, but i know how it feels like to get caught up and go overboard, and i pray that God will help him through this dark time.

2006-03-25T23:46:00.000+08:00

I havent really blogged in a long while. Which is to say, i havent made any long thoughtful posts. I should do that again.

2006-03-23T20:12:00.000+08:00

Well its official.... Im going to Cambodia for WOW.

yayz.

2006-03-22T15:30:00.000+08:00

Sometimes i wish i was born a decade ago, instead of now. The eighties was a grade era. But then so were the seventies and sixties and fifties and forties and thirties.... Hell, every decade was a great decade, for different reason... Its so difficult to decide. I wish i could watch Hendrix play live. I wish i could watch the lunar landing. I wish i could go down to the comic shop and pick up Neil Gaiman's the Sandman weekly. I wish i could read Watchmen when the Cold War was still a big thing.But i like this era too. I like talking to people across the globe in seconds. I like being able to download nearly anything to my computer. I like revelling in the glory of a million broadcasts invisbly flying across the world. I love the tech which we have access to, and the fact that we're jumping forward so fast.

I wouldnt mind living in the future, either. Provided it doesnt go all Orwellian on me. I wouldnnt mind zombies though.

*plot twist*

Im reading Grant Morrision's The Invisibles now, and let me tell you, that is the dopest shit ever. Far out, man.

Graphic novels are amazing. I mean the bad ones and even the average ones are god-awful, but the good ones are superb and the great ones are incredible. I mean, take Watchmen for example. Thats better than any book I've read.

Alan Moore, Warren Ellis, Grant Morrision, Neil Gaiman... and now even Brian Bendis and Brian Wood... these people have put out some great books.

2006-03-19T18:15:00.000+08:00

Damnation.

This TOK Essay is giving me a lot of worry. I just cant think of what to write. Nothing is surfacing in the black lagoon of my mind. Rargh. Its the tea. I thought i was joking earlier, but now, to my horror i realize the truth. I cant think without tea anymore! Nooo!!! Curssses upon cursses.

Im praying for an extention. Somehow, some long long extention. Until April. Thats four days of weekend to work on it.... Still not enough though.... Argh!

2006-03-19T12:30:00.000+08:00

Aaaah...

Haha.

Today is the last day of the holidays and all I've really accomplished is... well nothing, really. I just managed to finish a draft of my LWT last night, and today I'm starting on my TOK Essay. Hmm, so much for using the holidays to catch up on my work. Well at least Im not alone... well i hope so.

I cant believe its term two already. Time flies like an arrow, straight into the eye-socket of man. Ugh.. sorry for that... I cant think properly without at least three cups of tea these days. Argh. I wonder if theres a twelve step program.

*plot twist*

Couple of days back i made the mistake of watching the last bit of Back to the Future. Now Im addicted again. I need to watch all three movies in succession or my tormented spirit shall wander the Earth for eternity.

Ronin!

2006-03-17T23:59:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, on the 16 of March, some of us of the 416 gang when down to the esplande for the Mosaic Music Festival (Its still on for anyone who wants to go...), mainly partially because we heard that Ronin would be playing, but mainly because it was free. Huzzah for free stuff!

In popular music, indie music (from independent) is any of a number of genres, scenes, subcultures and stylistic and cultural attributes, characterised by (real or perceived) independence from commercial pop music and mainstream culture and an autonomous, do-it-yourself (DIY) approach. -Wikipedia

Yup, t'was yesteday was Indie Night. And judging by the crowd, it was Indi-mand. Everyone was Indi-mood for rock. And we were Indi-middle of it all. Please, dont blame me for the puns... Cause most of them were thought up by the MCs( the entire thing even was labeled 'Indi-mand'). And after listening to someone rattle on like that for five minutes, most people would be willing to punch said individual Indi-mouth. Indi-ed, all those puns were tiresome. The MCs really had their work cut out for em. But then, i suppose it comes with the whole Indie thing. I mean, the people who listen to Indie rock arent the type who take kindly to someone interupting the show from time to time to try and promote the Nokia N-series.

The night kicked off with a band composed of Republic Polytechnic students called Pulse. Now, Im not one to judge, but personally I felt that they were good, but not great... Ali says they remind him vaguely of No Doubt and i share his suspicions. One thing i can definitely say was that the band was definitely "Indie". For one thing, they havent even released their first album yet. For their first song, the lead singer started off by saying it was going to be a quite slow one to start off... and for the first 30 seconds it was. Then she suddenly started spasming and it song metamorphed into some sort of heavy-head-banging-horror. Course, i mean this in the best possible way.I like Indie music because it can never really be pinned down to any particular genre.

Awi Rafael from Rafe, was next up. But he was playing with a completely different band... something called The Ride( I think... not really sure tho... :P) . They were much heavier that Pulse, but then, at this point we were nearer the speakers so i dont know... In any case, i cant find i link so i dont really know what to say about them... sigh... Sometime really sad about this guy and the Pulse was that the crowd didnt really appreciate them... Most people there were either photographers or stoners. And i mean stoners. When i looked back at the people behind me, they looked like they were watching some blardy IMAX documentary. Maybe it was the photographers fault or something. People were afraid to stand up and get in the way of some guy's shot. And trust me, you didnt want to get into the way of their shots. Some of the cameras had lenses that looked like small tree-trunks. They looked like they could give you a black eye if they focused on you.

Up next was Ronin! Woot. The crowd really livened up at this point. I believe all the photographers were busy reviewing shots... Or maybe they got scared away by the BBC film crew that was taping the whole thing.... For some reason, people who work behind cameras absolutely hate to be caught on film..... In any case, by the third song was partically a small mosh pit forming. Which was suprisingly interesting because there was no space for a mosh pit five minutes prior.

The night rounded of with a rousing chorus of 'Crazy Son', which as you all probably know, is the 416 themesong. This of course led to a us, and a few other groups of like-minded people singing most of the thing louder than the band. Im not sure how the band felt about this...

In any case, that was the evening... After that it was a mad dash home, because a) no one wanted to miss the last bus home, and b) theres a 11 pm curfew for us decadent yoofs.

I wonder whether this will become a yearly tradition?

2006-03-16T17:26:00.000+08:00

I hate it when a file gets accidentally deleted. Has that ever happened to you? You know what Im talking about. You just do the finishing touches on an essay and then you close the file... But, when it prompts you to save, you click 'no'. In essence you have just deleted all your work, and you only realize this when its too late. I remember tthis exact thing happened to me when i was finishing up my ISO. Grr... Had to type the whole conclusion again from scratch. Damnation! See, i was working on a post that i was going to make, condemning the American media, when suddenly, accidently close the window without posting. I dont know why the heck i did that, but i just did. Hence, i just lost my post for yesterday. Or today. Argh. And it was a really good arguement too. Sigh. Oh well.

I remember saying in my last post that i'd be dreaming some dreams. Hmm... normally when i say something like that, i dont dream anything... and i wont be able to get to sleep either. This time was different. I remember actually dreaming a couple of really good ones.

I wonder if i should post them here.

Hmm... maybe after i finish my LWT.

*plot twist*

In other news... RONIN CONCERT TONIGHT. Huzzah!

2006-03-14T22:05:00.000+08:00

Ok.

Ill admit it.

That last one wasnt so funny.

Mr T has failed me.... Or maybe... I have failed Mr T! Noooooooooooo!!

No matter. The past is of little consequence, it much like soylite and icepicks.

But icepicks..... KILLED TROTSKY!

MEIN GOTT!

time for some serious soul searching. Im going to dream some dreams tonight.

2006-03-14T17:26:00.000+08:00

Mr T is hilarious.

I want to be a hippie....

2006-03-13T17:30:00.000+08:00

I think i just made one of the biggest mistakes of my IB Year 1 life... well, biggest mistake as of march 2006 (Im pretty sure im going to make bigger ones)

See. A month or so back i signed on to do a centrestage play called The Vault with Ben Soh, Mel and BLT. Its grown since then. Grown alot. But of course that was expected. Plus it means that everyone does a little less work...

BUT.

But then i had to go and sign on to Nuts and Bolts... i dont really know why. I mean, that was a bloody stupid decision, cause now i have to go for double the rehearsals. I really wonder what motivated me when i agreed to contribute to two plays.

My March Holiday calendar now has roughly 4 days of concentrated rehearsals. Which if you didnt know, kinda sucks. What makes it worse is that i dont really have a big role in either plays. I mean, for The Vault, im an 'advisor' and funy-voice-over-voice-person. And for Nuts and Bolts, im a Indian stereotypical newspaperman (who gets killed 5 mins into the damn thing).

Well, at least im not in Haven... those poor sods have mon and tues for rehearsals... if they're in centrestage, it adds up to a five-day rehearsal week of doom. Ha. Hmm... other peoples misery always seem to cheer me up. Maybe i should take some mental-health days off to clear that up..

Realizations

2006-03-13T16:50:00.000+08:00

Today was full of realizations for me.

Mondays are usually like that.

I hate Mondays.

I also hate these damn one-line paragraphs..
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GRRAAA!
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I realize that this new skin looks quite retar--, ahem.. i mean odd from some angles... And the titles dont show up. Plus, people can’t comment on posts... Oh well, the only people who can be bothered to comment are usually bots anyway…. I kind of miss em.. Those bots always brightened up my day with their kind words and Keerrrazy Deals! That was always something to rant about. Sigh… These days there isn’t much left to rant about, except maybe emoness and suchlike. But my hearts arent in it anymore. Sigh. Hmm.. ooh i know. I notice that whenever i need too rant, i immediately go to the one place im sure ill be able to find a lot of stupid problems. A world news website!

***PLOT TWIST***

WOMAN KILLED BY FALLING HOUSE!
Police searching for ruby red slippers.

Ha. A bit morbid, i know, but this is the only way i know how to get peoples attention.

Arent you noticing the unusual amount of natural disasters that are plaguing the world these days. The biggest ones were Tsunami and Hurricane Katerina. But Im remember that there were many smaller disasters like the one about. Landsides, Earthquakes, monsoons....

Something is happening in the world. Is it the end as we know it? Or have i watched The Day After Tommorow too many times?

"You boast of man's triumph over nature. Fools, if nature were to shrug, or raise an eyebrow, then you would all be gone."

-Swamp Thing

Worry

2006-03-11T15:05:00.000+08:00

Doh. I think i missed my friday deadline. I hate deadlines.Always gettiing in the way of the creative process. Ever notice how their always either ages away or.... OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT HISTORY ESSAY DUE TONIGHT!

But then again, without deadlines, i would never get anything done. I still done get anything done, but at least now i get to worry about it.

Worrying is becoming one of my favourite pastimes, as i have recently realized that, deep down, i dont really give a hoot about the stuff Im worrying about... and honestly, i dont really need to either. So now im worrying in a purely recreational setting.

Anti-climatic next update.

2006-03-08T20:15:00.000+08:00

It occurs to me now that it was a bloody stupid idea to say that i would update three times a week, since my life isnt that interesting.

OEP! We've been hearing bout it for a while, but now we finally get the details. I would like to say Im a bit suprised, but that would be lying. The destinations are painfully... classic? clinched? You know what i mean. I feel like heading for Beijing, but i gather that so does everyone else. Bintan then, i suppose. Once again a popular destination. I bet I'll be Shanghaied again(i wonder if the link will turn up on the new skin...).

***PLOT TWIST***

Maybe I should take up photography. People seem to think its a lot of fun.

Ah screw that. Im to lazy to use photoshop and to fidgety to stay still long enough.

***PLOT TWIST***

Hahahaha. Downloading Monty Python Seasons 2-4. Still cant find one though. Oh well. When i finish downloading/watching Ill do a proper Monty Python Tribute Post.

*** PLOT TWIST***

Does Amazon ship to Singapore, i wonder?

Weirdness(Part 3) - Hundredth Post!

2006-03-07T19:27:00.000+08:00

And I won’t find my way back till morning.

Hey, what luck, this seems to be my hundredth post. Huzzah. I can’t believe I made it this far. I’m the first to admit that I’ve got a bit of a short attention span. I always thought I would stop by my fourteenth post of something. But here I am anyway. I wonder how many hours of stoning I sacrificed to do this.

***PLOT TWIST***

Hmm, I’m thinking of getting a new skin or something. I everyone seems to be doing it. If I do get one, please give me some form of feedback so I know what I did wrong. Throw a brick through my window, or something.

***PLOT TWIST***
So now that I’ve reached the hundred post mark, what should I do? Ok, hence forth, I’ll blog on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays only. With meaningful posts and interesting links and political commentary. And so on. Blogging with a purpose! A drive! An inner fire! AI-AI-AI-AI-AI-AI-AI…

Stay tuned!

Weirdness (Part 2)

2006-03-05T23:00:00.000+08:00

Deep in the dark places.

I am not the type of man who has the audacity to claim that I am anything other than I am, or that I even know what that is. Neither am I the type to talk in coherent, well-structured sentences.

Wakka Wakka Woo.

At very best, I could claim to be a fool. I do not have great understanding of the nature of reality and inner-workings of the world, nor the cunning to hide this. I am simply and inexorably a clown and a charlatan. Perhaps even a liar, indubitably not a very good one. But at least I know enough about myself to admit it. Which it itself is both a good thing and a bad thing. Self-knowledge is a wonderful thing, but ignorance is bliss, or so they say. But so many people are so… emo… so exasperatingly stupid these days… Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed it. I see it on blogs, on forums and god-knows-where-else. What’s causing it? Modern society? The internet? Television? I don’t know. I do know that it’s really terrible in America. North America. But this… disease is seeping out. It’s everywhere now, even here, in good ole Asia. Maybe it was here all along, just in remission. Is awake now, and infecting and spreading and poisoning the hearts and minds of everyone that matters. Twisting the way we think, the way we speak the way we are. Its quite horrible. And the only problem is that only the people who get infected notice.

Ker-bang-ka! Ker-zoing-zoing-POW!

I don’t know what any of us can do about it. This poison in the veins and arteries of our society. People have been noticing it, worrying about it for ages… Will it ever get fatal? Will it ever get cured? Or is it just another paranoid delusion that haunts us hairless psychotic apes. But that’s the proof that’s its there, isn’t it. It exists because we worry about it.

UAI-AI-UAI-AI-aargghhhh...

Don't you just love the clichés (is that a cliché I wonder)? They're the perfect for saying everything and nothing at the same time, which is, as we all know, the purpose of language. The only thing you really need to get a point across is a big rock and a good throwing arm. I’m a patchwork man, made of over-used clichés and cable reruns. I know I’ve told you before.

But this patchwork cretin is getting close to his hundredth post and is wondering what to do to commerate the event.

Weirdness

2006-03-02T20:38:00.000+08:00

I've been a wandering. wondering.

Its really strange these days. Everything i mean. I'm pretty sure im getting worse/better in terms of my random retardness. Or whatever you call it. I mean i have a clown nose, now, and i just drew on a mustache for a history presentation. Plus im really trying to start acting more. Which is really weird. Couple of years back i was as quiet as the dead. Now, im living, if you know what i mean. Probably, you don't. Am i wrong, or are you? Its all in terms of perspective. See, i figured it out. We live, we die, we live for eternity in heaven(as I hope and pray). And when you think about it, even we we live for a century, thats nowhere near eternity. So whats the point of being so, so... boring. Was talking to kentay 'bout this. He tells me (in disbelief) that people think us 416ers are weird, i.e., not normal. I share his opinion that people who think like that are... well... not really very aware of things anymore. I mean, normal, here'n'now? Are you kidding. Just look at the net(got some wicked links at the bottom of the page). We are living in a weird-ass world. And there is nothing we can do about it, except embrace it. I dont mean we should start living a life of decadence. Far from it. We need to start living a life that actually means something. I live for two things, for laughter and dreams. To share this with the world will let me die a happy man. Does that make me weird? Maybe. Definitely,perhaps. But its a nice thing to live for. See im also looking for something. Im not going to die one day, perhaps sooner then i would like to believe, without anything to show for it. I want to die, and go to meet my maker, tell a joke funny enough to justify my existence. Something good enough for God, if you know what i mean. I know that's kind of difficult, impossible perhaps, but I can dream, can't I?

***PLOT TWIST***

This is like, the funniest shit ever. People like Jay Pinkerton make the world a slightly funnier place, no matter how short it is.

This is the weirdest shit ever. 'Nuff Said. People like David Firth make the world a slightly stranger place.

And I am a man who lives for the bizzare and the humorous moments in this life.

What Kind of Pirate Am I?

2006-02-27T19:13:00.000+08:00

What kind of pirate am I? You decide!
You can also view a breakdown of results or put one of these on your own page!
Brought to you by Rum and Monkey

2006-02-25T22:01:00.000+08:00

People are like... so retarded.

Where's that from... hmm.. i think its Napoleon Dynamite, one of the knew movies I've heard so much about but never seen anywhere, at all. It seems almost perpetually sold out. Weird.. '

***PLOT TWIST***

Argh.. i notice that, in IB we move through periods of hell-lot-of-work and slackness. Im in a hell-lot-of-work period. Thankfully, I've forgotten most of it . Is that like a defence mechanism.

Not another post - FREE CRUISE TRIPS! YOU MAY HAVE ALREADY WON!

2006-02-23T21:12:00.000+08:00

Damn you Kentay! You've made me addicted to ramlee burgers. I never thought i could get addicted to fast food.. i mean, eating a ramlee burger is like...like... mein gott, its indescribable. Im half contemptating moving to malaysia just for the burgers.

***PLOT TWIST***

I dont know what we're going to do for the Vault. We seem to be moving in two directions at once. Which is both a good and bad thing at the same time... cause we always have a back-up plan. But we're not really getting anywhere... i hope we can sort it all out soon.

***PLOT TWIST***

This Zeitgeist readership-boosting strategy is really working.

Zeitgeist This Week
Gaining Search Queries: Week Ending February 20, 2006
1. richard bright
2. eva green
3. karima adebibe
4. curling
5. date movie
6. tanith belbin
7. johnny weir
8. maria sharapova

9. daytona 500
10. lisa rinna
11. saw 2
12. sophie monk
13. westminster dog show
14. abu ghraib
15. lindsey jacobellis

Damn Blogs - FREE MONEY NOW!

2006-02-20T22:37:00.000+08:00

Ahhhh!!!

How do you people keep updating and mug at the same time. I mean, i dont mug and i dont update and what scares me is that i still dont have enough time. I mean, for non-alcoholic sake, i just put up a fricking 'survey' and some window thing. The next thing you know, im going to be putting up shit like this. ahh.. dammit.

Ok. mebbe i can still salvage this situation. How? Well, first i need to blog about some random deep shit, then swear, then blog about something sensitive, then swear some more. After that i add more links to.... questionable websites (whilst swearing)... and to top it all of i give a list of random keywords from good ol' Zeitgeist. Yay. okay, that solves a lot of problems. Maybe i should update me blogskin too. Ah screw it.

***PLOT TWIST***

So... what else is there to blog about? Hmm.. I dont really know. I mean, i gather that blogs are for our innermost thoughts and emotions, but if you honestly expect me to be remotely honest, you dont know me well... or maybe you know me too well... i mean, these probably arent my thoughts, i think. They're just what i want you to think im thinking. Or is it what i want to think that you think when you read what i think you think i think...hmmm... getting dangerously close to emoness. Argh.

***INTERLUDE****
Which reminds me, we need to resurrect a certain blue-skinned cyborg pirate..
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Now does this all scare you a bit? No, probably not, because i havent wrote anything down yet.. Or many i did write it down then i deleted it or something. Quantum shit there right? Too much swearing, yes i know..

***PLOT TWIST***

And what are you doing here? Clicked the next link button right? Hmm... you probably closed the window already cause my blog-skin isnt cool, right? hahaha.

***PLOT TWIST***

Oh, and to anyone i know it person, esspecially if you like/ want to read comics, i happen to have the dcp versions of New Avengers , Invincible and Runaways, . Dont ask me how i got em. BUT TO THE GOVERNMENT AGENTS WATCHING THIS, IT WAS NOT ILLEGAL. DO NOT ARREST ME AND LOCK ME UP FOR A DECADE...... (as an afterthought) HA!

socially insensitive enough for you?

***PLOT TWIST***

Infinity moments? wrong wording perhaps. What souls are, maybe, what i think souls are at least.. maybe? The smallest possible division of infinity, which is still infinity, or something? We have the capacity to create wholes worlds in our heads. Perception is all that limits up, surely? Or is there more to it? I need to think more on this matter. Maybe i can like make it something important? Itll make a conversation starter/ender depending on the crowd though.... hahaha.

hahahhahahahhahahjahahahahahhahahah....

Zeitgeist This Week
Gaining Search Queries: Week Ending February 13, 2006
1. torino games
2. janet jones
3. grammys
4. vanity fair
5. superbowl commercials
6. michelle kwan
7. teri hatcher
8. zillow
9. sasha cohen
10. haiti
11. face transplant
12. sly stone
13. bode miller
14. arrested development
15. valentines day

We're a weird people, arent we.

Johari Windows

2006-02-18T23:08:00.000+08:00

Still feeling conformist.

ah.. here's something... saw it on acxis, then a couple of random blogs. Its one of them net phenomenononns. or something. hmm...ok, here's My Johari Window.

and because i like to take things to the next level. Here's My Nohari Window.

Go wild.

Damn Quizzes

2006-02-17T22:08:00.000+08:00

Everywhere i look these days, i see a quiz. Its getting ridiculous. So, since im feeling particularly conformist today...

Seven random songs at the moment:
1. Stairway to Heaven - Led Zeppelin
2. High and Dry - Radiohead
3. Wonderboy- Tenacious D.
4. Crazy Son - Ronin
5. Creep - Radiohead
6. Declan - Jeff Beck
7. Stream of Conciousness - Dream Theatre

Seven things that scare me:
1.demonic/satanic/hell-related entities .
2. myself.
3. angry mobs .
4. Dark truths.

Seven things I like the most:
1. Stories.
2. Laughter.
3. Clouds.
4. 416 spirit/principle.
5. Peace.
6. Dreams
7. Music

Seven qualities I want in a potential girlfriend
1.Sense of humour like mine?
2. goes to the same place in head.

Seven things I plan to do before I die:
1. Learn to be a better Christian.
2. Write a bestselling book/comic book.
3. See the nothern lights
3. Travel the length and breadth of the known world.
4. Dream dreams.
5. Do a show on MTV.
6. Learn how to fly.
7. Find the internet.

Seven celebrity crushes:
1. Well, once someone dropped a television on my foot. Does that count?

Seven things I say the most
1. hello
2. ic.
3. vhat teh hell?!
4. den den den
5. plot twist!
6. doh
7. Argh!

Seven people I want to do this too
1. I think im the last one to catch on to the quiz phase of blogging... doh!

Seven random facts about me:
1. I am random.
2. I dream alot.
3. I can do a mean cookie monster impression
4. I spend alot of time in front of the com these days.
5. I think in different directions.
6. I write.
7. I left.

and i dont think i know the way back.

Ritual Greetings

2006-02-14T22:05:00.000+08:00

I've noticed that, whenever people meet me, they ussually say the same thing. If their really polite (well,slightly polite. The really polite people just stone), they ask if i was an "only child"(Im not dammit, and yes, my sister is like me too, so there!...Ha!). If they're not so polite(or if im really getting into it) they ask "Is he always like this?" (no, sometimes, i get stoned too... by angry mobs). But the people who are either not really polite, or those who know me a bit better always say something along the lines of "Shut the (expletive) up,Luke" (I've heard some really colorful expletives too...Like indigo. Dammit,thats harsh.)

But this is actually quite good. I get the feeling that I'm not doing my job right unless someone tells me to just stop, from time to time.

***PLOT TWIST**

So on the the topic of the day. Ritual Greetings.
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Yes.
...
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Doh. Thats always a problem here isnt it? Staying on topic.
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Ahem
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(cricket sounds)
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Ah screw it. If i get inspiration(get high), ill edit/post on Acxis.

2006-02-12T22:51:00.000+08:00

Hmm... writing style for us AC(or is it just 416 alumni) bloggers is changing rapidly. More seriousness now, i imagine. Course, there are some exceptions. But from my last walkabout, most of us are pretty sober. I wonder whats causing this change. I mean, yes, its good to be serious from time to time, God help me, i've been there too(am i there now?) But i always, always,always,always, come back to where i started. Is that my failling or am i the sanest person around.(NOTE: ABOUT TO GO WAY WAYWAY OF TOPIC...ill pick this train of thought again tommorow, perhaps...)

Ha.

Funny thing about sanity. When you think you lost it, you still have it. When you know you have found it, you just lost it. And the rest of the time... your just another crazy hairless ape ,my friend (ever noticed how when people end a setence like this, they mean it in another way? Dammit, im not home anymore.. early late nights indeed.)

Haha.

After all that's happened(and it wasnt much), why am i still here(which isnt here anymore). What happened, i wonder. and when. That's important too... or it is. What an optimistic concept, Time, for dead men in denial (not the river... not just the river).Soapbox opera for the worms.

HahaHA.

What they say, anyway... just another patchwork man, full of patchwork plans. A soul of saturday morning and the sin of late sunday night? Ironic? Perhaps,perhaps not.(AC/DC altar indeed.Lies,lies,lies on Channel pi.) Book for a spine, shattered records for teeth?(If you gaze for long into an Abyss, The Ábyss gazes also into you?)Commercials in the life-blood. Reruns are the memories? A Sown together with floss and used nooses (which is a funny word, mind you, cause of the 'oo' sound.)

HahaHAhe

Can't remember what i wanted to say. Lost it again. Itll come back one day, ill wager. But now its gone. For now, i suppose.

hahaHAhehahAHhahHAHHehEHAHEAHHAHAhaahhahehaheahAhaehahehAHAAagarhahehshHHahHAHahahHAHhahAHAHAAHHAHahhhahahaH
Rememberrememberrememberememberemember.
What?
I forget.

Cynically Shakespeare, deadly danish pastry?(the vikings all dead though)

Quest for Funny Part 1

2006-02-12T20:42:00.000+08:00

Hello,hello,hello.

i say it thrice because we all know the humorous nature of threes (threes,threes?). Nevermind. Recently, ive become rather set on finding out some of the rules of humour(Just, because, y'know..).

What I've figured out so far is that .... 'K's ARE FUNNY (ok fine, i just heard this somewhere)... and that.... "double-letter-sounds" are funny(you know what im talking about. Balloons. Ducks.And so on.).. Also the occassion adding of profanities are also funny. Esspecially if they're not (expletive) expected. Dammit. I could have gotten a laugh right there. Just put in a appropriate word, K)

Scott Adams, the guy who writes Dilbert has even worked out some rubrics(?) . They're here, at his blog. But since i know people cant be bothered to go to all me links, here they are.

---QUOTE---
Cute (as in kids and animals)

Naughty

Bizarre

Clever

Recognizable (You’ve been there)

Cruel
---QUOTE---

Genius! Or perhaps obvious after years of dilbert strips. But if there's anything reading Dilbert taught me, its that one should never ,ever, ever, trust a consultant. So.. I imagine we're right back where we started, eh?

doomed

2006-02-04T23:26:00.000+08:00

Yay for bittorrent. The best way to pirate. Or so they say. Im too impatient to use the damn thing so i've given up piracy(...or so i will have you believe).

I apologise for the potential emoness.

I just realized how screwed i really am. Everyone else is mugging and they all now do one less subject than me (Trillingualism!). So i have one change. Mug like hell. My life of decadence must end!Course, i dont really know where to start. I dont know how to mug, since im so damn easily distracted. So im in, as they say deep shit now. Or is it profound merde? Probably not... in desperation I've tried downloading the lastest Google toolbar, just because it comes with a free translator.

Stonage!

2006-02-02T19:29:00.000+08:00

Today i felt uber stoned. The fact that i dont do drugs... well, at least not illegal drugs didnt really seem to matter. I dont know why. I feel like i can suddenly laspe into unconciousness. My soul cries out for an afternoon of kite-flying and cloud watching. Or something to get the stonage out of my system. Yes, a lot of my links don't make sense. (This other soul one is freaky.)

***PLOT TWIST***

Guess what? I'm going to be trilligual. Apparently, the IBO says we dont have enough students for Malay B, so we have to take an ab initio. And... MOE says we need to be billingual... and only in one of our national languages. Yay! So its Malay AO exams for me too!

So many choices, so little time? Should i do french, so i can call a ambulance in France? Or Spanish, to become a drugdealer?

****PLOT TWIST***

More Links!

Dream Analyzer
Random Fact Generator
Bullshit Generator
How to Build A Generator
Clinches!
Addictive Game!

Ooh... and Xombie 7 is out.

Cultural Nomads

2006-01-30T23:37:00.000+08:00

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.

***INTERLUDE***

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.

***END OF INTERLUDE***

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

My Happy Time is Limbo 4 (The pictorial edition)

2006-01-27T11:09:00.000+08:00

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...

My Happy Times in Limbo 3

2006-01-26T23:14:00.000+08:00

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?

My Happy Times in Limbo 2

2006-01-23T16:08:00.000+08:00

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....

***PLOT TWIST***
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

My Happy Times in Limbo

2006-01-20T20:16:00.000+08:00

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)

2006-01-19T22:12:00.000+08:00

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.

A Message that I Received

2006-01-18T23:18:00.000+08:00

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!

By the Way

2006-01-18T21:05:00.000+08:00

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.

Paper Storms and Theme Songs

2006-01-13T19:12:00.000+08:00

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.

Spring... The Hills are Alive!!!

2006-01-10T14:14:00.000+08:00

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

Happy Oblivion

2006-01-03T20:18:00.000+08:00

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!

Don’t Worry Be Happy

2005-12-31T19:28:00.000+08:00

You know, I really hate being serious. I hate drama and tragedy and emoness in general. But I suppose that that’s the way the world works. With silly little people complaining about their silly little problems, and with all the big problems being ignored because the people who should be complaining about them are already dead. Dead. Death is taken to lightly now. I blame people like me. I also blame television and the media in general. Sometimes, I begin to really wonder when exactly we started falling.

But anyway.

2005. Reminds me of James Bond for some reason. A year of intrigue and mystery. Or whatever. (Change it like you change one in the Matrix and you get his codename. So sue me, I’ve spent my holidays on conspiracy websites.)When I look back I realized that I made a lot a lot a lot a lot of mistakes. But I also realized I sure as hell enjoyed the ride. While other people were growing and learning important stuff, all I’ve done is awoken from a sleep. But I’m still dreaming. It seems unfair to everyone else that I’m the only one who got this deal. Because I also realized that we’re living on borrowed time. Only, you can’t borrow time, so we’re living on nothing at all (Time doesn’t exist by the way). I mean, I could die in twenty seconds from a lightning strike. Or I could go out with a bang in seventy years time when the earth implodes (That’s right the earth implodes in seventy years time exactly. Course, since time doesn’t exist…)

I’ve thought about a lot of things. I’ve spent my fair share of sleepless nights well. I’ve spent my days on forums and on graphic novels. I’ve learnt stuff and I’ve forgotten stuff. I’ve forgotten more stuff than I’ve learnt. But most of all, I wasted time. I wasted a lot of time which I should have spent mugging. I should have been studying for the hell that is IB life. Lots of people have warned me. But I didn’t listen. Mainly because I’m still dreaming and I’m lazy. Are they the same thing?

Okay. What was I saying?

Nothing.

BACK TO THE POINT.

I was trying to break down ol’ 2005 in this post. I couldn’t. There are just too many memories and too many dreams. Or possibilities. Or whatever. Basically, all I know is that 2005 rocked out loud. Yeah. Jammin’. Peace. Also, I need to say, more to reassure myself than anything else, that 2006 has ‘nothing on me’, as they say. I shouldn’t worry. I remember a verse that speaks of birds in the fields. Or something along those lines. AH GOT IT NOW. If God took me this far, he isn’t going to abandon me now. He got me into ACS. Both ACS. The IB program. So I don’t have anything to worry about. Really, I don’t. Wait that doesn’t sound to convincing. Need to work on that. But I know that 2006 is going to be okay for me. That’s a good thing.

Yaargh.

Really beginning to get emo isn’t I? That’s a bad thing, because as I have illustrated, I have always hated that characteristic.

But today isn’t the time to talk about it , is it? Today is a time to celebrate the New Year and stop worrying. Take it away Bob…

Don't Worry, Be Happy Lyrics

(whistling)
Here's a little song i wrote,
you might want to sing it note for note,
don't worry, be happy

in every life we have some trouble,
when you worry you make it double
don't worry, be happy

dont worry be happy now
dont worry be happy
dont worry be happy
dont worry be happy
dont worry be happy
aint got no place to lay your head,
somebody came and took your bed,
don't worry, be happy

the landlord say your rent is late,
he may have to litagate,
dont worry (small laugh) be happy,

look at me im happy,
don't worry, be happy

i give you my phone number,
when your worried, call me,
i make you happy

don't worry, be happy

aint got no cash, aint got no style,
aint got no gal to make you smile
but don't worry, be happy

cos when you worry, your face will frown,
and that will bring everybody down,
so don't worry, be happy

don't worry, be happy now...

don't worry, be happy
don't worry, be happy
don't worry, be happy
don't worry, be happy

now there this song i wrote
i hope you you learned it note for note
like good little children

dont worry be happy

listen to what i say
in your life expect some trouble
when you worry you make it double
dont worry be happy
be happy now

dont worry, be happy
dont worry, be happy
dont worry, be happy
dont worry, be happy
dont worry
dont worry be happy
don't worry, don't worry, don't do it,
be happy,put a smile on your face,
don't bring everybody down like this

don't worry, it will soon pass whatever it is,
don't worry, be happy,
i'm not worried

im not worried.

Great Emo Post of 2005

2005-12-29T18:15:00.000+08:00

Well, it’s been a long year. And now that its about to end, I better follow the legions of my blogging brethren and post a ‘end-of-year’ emo post. However, I just don’t do emo. At least, not unintentionally. Wait. Does that make sense? The only time I’ll be emo is when I want people to think that I’m emo. Is this one of those times?

Sorry, mind wandering for a while there.

Okay. Let’s start this thing. First of all, I would really like to thank the brotherhood of 4.16 Enoch, formerly known as 3.16 Habakkuk.

Ah 2005… what a year. So many mistakes on my part. Most unnoticed I hope. But then, so many dreams, so many stories. So many good things. So many memories, good and bad. Well mostly good… Mdm Dharma once said that these years are the best years of our lives. That it’s never going to get any better and it’s only going to get a whole lot worse. She was right.

From OEP 2004 in Shanghai to this year’s LDP (both which turned out a lot better than they sounded).

To the brave new concepts of LA movies and FAG with its incredible possibilities and its desperate need for a better acronym.

From the idyllic bliss of ISO Year 1…to the hectic hell of ISO Year 2.

And from the simple pleasures of a POD lesson in which no real work is done.

To CASL and the beauty of planning… and never getting around to the real work ‘

To all our teachers, who do a lot more than they’re paid to.

To Acxis, and all the other 416 blogs, not to mention the recently reanimated forum, The only thing that will keep us together. (Aside from the whole, 'we go to the same school thing')

To movies marathons and soccer in Sentosa

To ACS in general, where it can only get better, no matter how good it already is.

My time with you guys has really changed me, and in a good way. From my point of view at least. HAAHahHAhahahahahAHhA. But seriously, you guys (classmates and teachers) have taught me to become more like what I really am. I’m (relatively) loud, (dangerously) random and no longer (randomly) dangerous. Also, I’ve found my way much closer to God and general peace of mind.

Plus I know how to play soccer and DotA, now, achievements that cannot be dismissed.

Another group I’d like to thank is the Drama Club. Of course, the chances that you guys are reading this are minimal, so I can’t really go into details. Besides, we still have a couple more years as a club and I’ll do a more emo post then, provided I haven’t died of IB.

Also, I would like to thank God, who has helped me through good times and bad, and who has shown me the light in the darkness.

Of course there are a lot of individuals I would like thank too this year, but I’m really bad at gratitude and goodbyes, especially when they come hand in hand. Besides, surely, this is not truly the end and surely we shall meet again. Besides, I really hate typing one line paragraphs.

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I've Been Dreaming of a White Christmas...

2005-12-24T09:15:00.000+08:00

Just like the ones i used to know...

Hey! Christmas is finally here! Huzzah! But that also means that the holidays are almost over... Not so huzzah. But nevermind. Its Christmas we should all be happy right?

Now thats an interesting thing. See, i just read somewhere that, during Christmas, the number of family breakdowns and suicides spike. Why? Because the media tells us that we're supposed to be happy. Thats right, people are sad because their happy. It makes sense when you think about it. Throughout the year, we put up with crap and get more and more depressed. However, since thats not really unsual (a sad fact in itself), we just trugde on by. But during Christmas, we're pressured into being happy.
Buy Gifts!
Christmas Trees!
Santa Claus!
Snow!

I dont want to sound corny, but that isnt even the meaning of Christmas. Focusing on it as such only begins to break people down. We're forced by companies that tell us to be happy so we buy their goods.

The true meaning of Christmas has something to do with a very important guy who was born on that day a little over 2 thousand years ago.

But its strange. Santa seems so much more photogenic or something. I remember that back in the day, there were more Christ-related christmas shows. Now, everything is about Santa. One of the scarier things is that ol' Mister Claus only started looking like he does now (red suit and all) because of a Coca Cola advertising campagin. (Note : He was not invented by Coke, he was just advertised by them)

Im not saying that Santa Claus is a bad guy. Im just saying that what he represents has been twisted by the insanity of production placement, and we're all worst of because of it..

But seriously now, Merry Christmas!

2005-12-19T22:54:00.000+08:00

My original plan to post a post everyday is beginning to backfire. Oh well, there only one thing to do now. That's right, just trudge along stubbornly refusing to admit my mistakes and trying desperately to force the formation of democracy that likes me.

Ahem

Well, I'm screwed. I just took a peek in the new Economics Textbook and realized that i dont understand Diddly-Dum-Doodily.

Time Flies

2005-12-18T18:30:00.000+08:00

The holidays really are passing fast. Actually they are mostly gone already. And i havent dont shit. I think its a new record. The only thing i really learned is that the internet is full of crazy lunatics who have developed pages and pages of research on idiotic topics. Just look at this. Based on a single day's strip at Penny Arcade.

Not that i feel that there's anything wrong with making up large unreal fantasy's just for the hell of it. I'm just pissed that i didnt find out about it earlier so i could add my crap to it.

And another thing. Everyone has stopped blogging. Well, they're not blogging as frequently as they should. Next year, we wont be able to blog at all, so we might as well make the most of this freedom.

King Kong, Akira, and Halo Zero

2005-12-17T16:27:00.000+08:00

I dont really have much to post on now. Besides, i dont think anything i post really interests you guuys n the first place. I mean, 75% of my visitors here leave within the first five seconds. That a real self esteem booster. So instead Im going to capitalize of the sucess of three thing. Namely, KING KONG, AKIRA AND HALO ZERO.

King Kong was, despite what ethan says, a good movie. It wasnt a great movie, but it was worth going down to the theaters. Peter Jackson has lived up to his name, and the LOTR fame. As well as the three our minimum. Also, its quite clearly a tribute to the olds days more than anything else. Some of the lines and shots look like they come straight out of some ancient black and white film.

Also, the cast is unique. I mean, come on Jack Black trying to be serious?! Thats something worth seeing.

***PLOT TWIST***

Couple of days back i watched Akira.A secret military project endangers Neo-Tokyo when it turns a biker gang member into a rampaging psionic psychopath that only two kids and a group of psionics can stop. Thats the story, straight off IMDB. But its really a lot better than it sounds. First off, the characters are really well developed for a animated flick. Plus the theory behind it is pretty unique. Nowadays, everything is either nanotech or genetic mutation.

If anything, i think that its a bit too violent. But then again, i suppose they call it realism.

***PLOT TWIST***

Oooh! look at this uber cool game. Halo Zero . Its a fan made. Halo prequel. Wicked right. Plus, based on the number of people searching for this game, its going to push up my viewership... Muahahah.

*** PLOT TWIST****

Oh yeah, and Howard Stern has retired.

2005-12-16T18:11:00.000+08:00

I would like to post today, but instead i'll wait until i see king kong tommorow, so i can also give you a review of that.

Symphonies of Light

2005-12-14T20:05:00.000+08:00

I heard this interesting argument a couple of days back. Basically, it was about whether one could live in a world which music or a world without sports. Personally, I feel that such an argument isn’t really possible. Difference parts of the brain are simulated by sports and music. Any and every animal takes part in sports in one form or another. Don’t say that handicapped people don’t play sports. I’m not saying in a world where there are sports and yet people can’t play. I’m talking about a world where the very concept of sports in alien. Where simply trying to explain the very concept of sports will cause their brains to explode. Of course, such a world is beyond imagining.

Likewise with music.

Of course, let us simplify this matter. Image a world where there are no sports, only music. Of course, not as rigid as the world described above. Eventually, people will start dancing to the music. Some dancers will be better than other dancers. Eventually the best dancers will become so good that the lesser dancers will occasionally spend time just watching them pirouette around and around. At this point the good dancers will begin to meet up, and start dancing together, in a club. However, eventually they’re fame and fortune will set them apart. It will make them proud, perhaps even over-zealous. They will notice that some of their numbers are better than others. But among the best, who will know who the best is. At this point the dancing will become competitive and, well, what do you know, you have a sport!

A world without music will be slightly difference. Imagine a world populated only by deaf people. They will learn to live without music. Well, music as we know it. But, they will find alternatives. Symphonies of Lights. Or just deep, deep vibrations that you can feel through your feet. Or really high ones you can feel in your teeth. It doesn’t really matter. All that matters is that a form of music will always, always exist.

And so will a form of sports.

We play sports because we’re living. A sport is just a form of natural selection for civilized people. Actually that’s not really true. Games are just a form of natural selection. Long long ago, people used to run very fast from things with rather large teeth. The fastest runner would be the most popular, the life of the party. If only because all his fellows were eaten, while he was just severely out of breath. Nowadays, even if people down run around as much, there are other games. Video games, board games, even the really subtle ones like convincing someone to buy a car. These ‘games’ are needed. They are ingrained into our bodies. We are driven to strive to achieve something that no one has ever achieved before, so that we can survive. This drive cannot be denied, but it can be contorted and twisted. This is why NASCAR exists. And figure skating.

C is for Cookie

2005-12-14T12:13:00.000+08:00

I just watched this very interesting video that appeared on my desktop this morning. I don’t know how it got there, or what the heck it was. Which was good because I like surprises. When I played it I was confronted by perhaps the most incredible realization of that day. SESAME STREET IS GREAT! The video was called ‘C is for Cookie’ and the premise was that on of those anime characters from either Satanic Vampire 666 or 666 Vampirism Satan, you know, the one they show at daycare centers? Anyhow, the guy (or vampire) was waving his sword around and singing that classic Cookie Monster song. It was one of that cut-appropriate-and-dub-them-in-a-humorous-fashion.

But it got me thinking. Damn, that song is catchy. I mean, any kid who listens to that song is definitely going to remember what ‘C’ is. I mean, when I was trying to remember ‘C’, I remember I used to compare it to Sea. Then I would realize that another word for Sea is Ocean. And then…. O (h)! C (eeee)! As you can see, I liked to over complicate things.

But guess what? They changed it! Just look at this article by the similarly enraged Jonah Goldberg. I mean, WTF? That was a freaking classic! It was what ol' CM was! Its just like the way Kenny isnt dying anymore.

***PLOT TWIST***
Oh yeah…. Did you notice where anime and manga videos are located at a shop? I know that they’re not really as popular as ‘real people’ movies, but I doubt that’s a reason to put them in the children’s section, right in-between ‘Bambi’ and the ‘Barney and Friends’. I mean its okay for some of the more, shall we say, moronic, soulless product placement series…. I can even understand if they put Spirited Awaythere, even though its a terrible crime in itself to compare the genius that is Hayao Miyazaki to the latest direct-to-video Disney movie.I mean, Spirited Away is good enough to 'fit in' in the foreign films section! But the problem lies with movies like the NC-16 Akira and the M-18 Ghosts in the Shell. Yes, its difficult for kids to borrow said videos, and if parents are to blame if they’re stupid enough to pick out Hellsing for the weekend. But what about us! I mean, I don’t want to be seen digging through the seasons of Tellitubbies just to get at ‘Cowboy Bebop: The Movie’.

*** PLOT TWIST***

I know that there are people who get offended very easily and prowl blogs because they like to find people who offend them, and complain. Fortunately, I’m not popular enough to attract that sort of attention. Yay! Three cheers or mediocrity!

Lack of Time, Personality Woes

2005-12-12T16:47:00.000+08:00

Lack of time. In my last post, I remember quite distinctly of complaining of a couple of things. I do that a lot, as do most bloggers. I have come to believe that blogging is a glorified form of a drunken ramble, only without the alcohol. That is to say, that alcohol is optional. But back to the point. I realized quite suddenly today that I had way too many things to do. I need to meet with Roobs and the new sec 4s to discuss the drama club’s future, you know, prospective script readings … and trying to convince them that I’m not writing anymore. I also had to meet with BLT and Co. to help him ‘flesh out’ the script, but time constraints kept me in drama the whole time. ‘Shades of Grey’ seems like a step in the right direction for us, its deep, meaningful and it has a female lead that doesn’t spend most of her screen time as a cadaver. But the underlying, and yet staggeringly obvious theme is worrisome though. I really wonder what’s going to happen when our benefactors find out. And our parents. Shudder.
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Hey, I just realized something. Everyone can read this! And the people I’m talking about can definitely read this!

***PLOT TWIST***

Web comics are really a booming industry. Check this article out. Look at Penny Arcade’s profits. I mean, they can actually hire a guy to do just their charitable work. And all they do really is play games and make comic strips. No disrespect to the people at PA though.

There are loads of other comics out there on the net too. I mentioned a few in an earlier post, but I’ve found that PA and PVP are like the top two. We need to look into this business. I mean, all we need is someone who can draw, right? Well technically we need a penciller, an inker and a colorist. And a writer, but those are a dime-a-dozen.

***PLOT TWIST***

Speaking of writing, I’m really in a situation here. I mean, I thought that since it’s the holidays, I’d be able to sit back and just write. Turns out, I’m just as busy. Even when I’m doing nothing. It’s not that I can’t write at all, exactly. I’m just not writing enough. I should have finished two plays and a dozen short stories by now, but they all seem to get stuck in the works. Damn writers block. Maybe its because I’m spending to much time blogging…. Or maybe I’m just a hack.

***PLOT TWIST***

Long hours at home on the net are making me emo, just like the warning at the back of my modem says.

Sigh.

Wait! No! NO SIGHS! NO SIGH!

ACK! I’m even spreading everything out!

For yhe process to be complete, I just need to buy more balck clothes and eyeliner.

Or is that gothic?

Ah heck. I getting all my stereotypes and labels confused. Plus, recent surveys show that I’m losing whatever social skills I once had. I’m mumbling and looking at the floor again. Except when I’m looking at the screen. Damn, I’m not even doing that. I’m looking at my keyboard! My keyboard! I’ve begun to question my touch typing skills. Ack!

This can’t be a good thing. By term time, I’ll be some kind of animal freak! Wait… Oh yeah, I’m that already.

Ahem.

By term time, I’ll be a certified wrist-slashing eye-shadow wearing, counselor-seeing ‘My Chemical Romance’ fan. The future is grim indeed. I used to be so happy. Why am I so screwed up now? I know! When I was in school, I could always see other people’s problems, and that cheered me up. I know, I’ll just go to CNN.com.

Wait, surely that cant be right. Or is it. I bet that it’s the same for most people too. I mean, you cant appreciate your own life without appreciating the suffering of others, right. Otherwise, you’ll have no gauge to tell you when your life…. Is….. good. …or ….bad.

ARGH!!!

This is even worst. I’m not just becoming emo, I’m reverting to my Eeeevil, psychopathically inclined self.

Curses!

The Holiday Time Syndrome

2005-12-11T15:26:00.000+08:00

Havent posted in roughly six days! Argh! Well, thats not entirely true. I'm posting again on Acxis, so maybe that counts.

In any case, I'm experiencing the classic Holiday Syndrome. You know what I'm talking about. Time seems to slow to a crawl in the short run, but in the long run, the days seem to just flyby. I mean, it seems like just yesterday that we ran screaming bloody murder from the school building, with the sole intent of destroying all that live. Breakfast on the other hand seems centuries away. Sigh.. I wonder whether there's a way to capitalize off all this. A time machine powered by the energies unleashed by this temporal anomaly. If there is, once i discover it, I WILL COME BACK AND MEET MYSELF AT THE TIME OF THIS POST AND TELL ME OFF IT.
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Ah well, cant blame a guy for trying.

***PLOT TWIST***

Hey! Ali tells me that CAP is back with a vengeance. Couldnt be bothered to do anything last time. This time, on the other hand I feel like doing some actual work and writing. Or editing old schoolwork into a frankensteinian portfolio of sorts. Speaking of ol' frank, here's something interesting about him. The publishers are the Wachowskis Brothers.... so i think i can bet that the first volume will be a ground breaking thought provoking spectacular achievement. After that, it will all be crap. Of course,I'm not looking down on the writers behind the series, but tells face it, they arent exactly Alan Moore, you know, the guy behin the League of Extra-ordinary Gentlemen.

***PLOT TWIST***

Speaking of great writers, i just started reading this book 'Dork Geek Jew' by a guy called Danny Katz. He quite good and i recommend it to anyone who is actually reading this.

***PLOT TWIST***
Sigh.... i get the feeling that no one is really reading this. I mean, the last keyword search that led to this blog was apparently for a Grom Hellscream Pic. I dont know how that happened. But it does open up an interesting line of study. Maybe if i put completely random and possibly deeply stupid keywords, people will come here more often.

Hmmm....

More on that in my next post....

Post-post depression

2005-12-06T18:55:00.000+08:00

I'm worried that someone is doing to use my previous post to throw me in jail.

***PLOT TWIST***

Last night, i had a dream, and in that dream i had come up with a startling argument that could not be denied. It was about suicide and depression or something. I forgot it all. Its interesting. When I'm alone, ideas start forming that stop me from concentrating or sleeping.I feel strangely invigorated, yet depressed. Maybe depressed is a bad word. I don't get depressed, just mildly annoyed at unrealistic things... I believe the wording is 'ANGST'! Not 'angst'. 'ANGST!'. You pronounce it 'ANG-SSSSTEH', then bow your head and cover your eyes. You can sob, too. But 'ANGST!' as i have found, only works if your an American living in surburbian, like Orange County. See, there, you really have times to pratice. In most other places, you'll be to busy trying to figure out 'how-the-heck-am-i-going-to-get-out-of-this-mess'. But, as i said there are some places where you can just contort and lament to your hearts content.

Putfile Controversy

2005-12-05T18:09:00.000+08:00

Putfile have banned the Republic of Singapore. What happened was something like this. Some australian drug trafficker was arrested and convicted in 2002. He was hanged a couple of days back 2 Dec 2005, despite a plea for clemency from the United Nations.

Whoa, i can really see how that makes sense. I can just the thought forming in the head of the Putfile Admin. It must go something like this.

"Damn those Singaporeans! How dare they impose their own laws in their own country! I know! We'll ban all the Singaporean users! Surely without our incredible web service they will be thrown back into the stone age! People will be driven to insanity without a place to download our mindlessly stupid attention-seeking, mildly illegal videos, and upload their own!"

I mean WTH? Why do these people care?! Singapore is our country and we have the right to have our own laws. The man was a (expletive) drug traffcker. They say the reason for this is that he was trying to clear his brother's debt. You know, maybe you havent heard of this, but there are legal ways of doing that! Dont get me wrong, i'm prolife, and i think its really sad that this guy had to die, but come on! He broke the law! Besides,Banning us wont bring him back!

And personally, how dare anyone say that the laws of Singapore are barbaric. I mean, i'm quite liberal, and i don't agree with somethings that are going on in Singapore, but I've never once thought such a ridiculous thing. Strict laws are the only thing keeping Singapore from turning into a branch office of Heck!(Swearing is bad,kids. )

But the stupidest partof the whole thing happened when they set up a forum topic to discuss the issue and loads of people, Sporean or otherwise, condemned the admin. So, they've destroyed that forum topic. Haha. Can't you just smell the Freedom.

Of course, the real joke is that i dont know what the heck putfile is anyway. I've never been there. But, like scores of other Singaporeans, attracted by this outright display of unfairness against us, i dropped by to complain. But, after going through 13 pages of angry replies, when i was about to drop in my own two cents, they just deleted the entire thing. Now, without a proper vent, Im blogging about it, only now I'm toning down my rant a bit because of the who never know who is reading these things. But, if you really want tot know the original arguement, just go down to your neighbourhood coffeeshop, preferably one full of dangerous-looking gangsters and stop blinking.(think about it).

I'll probably send this post to Acxis too, since Ken Tay isnt here to say anything.

haAHAHAHAHHAHAhhahhahahhAHhhHHhahahaha.

Desperate Measures

2005-12-05T18:04:00.000+08:00

Check out the Acxis site for the reason behind Ken Tay disappearance.

Lucid Dreaming

2005-12-03T12:12:00.000+08:00

To past the long, long,long monotonotononess, im trying to pick up lucid dreaming. Theres a wikibook on it and even a whole website. I just hope its not some sort of satanic cult.

Its apparently quite simple. The steps are.... REMEMBER, WRITE, RECOGNIZE, AND REALITY CHECKS. These help you remember your dreams and realized that a dream is a dream. The actual entering the dream techniques are called...MILD, WILD, WBTB.

I cant think of a title.

2005-12-02T22:11:00.000+08:00

Nitrous oxide, also known as dinitrogen oxide or dinitrogen monoxide, is a chemical compound with chemical formula N2O. Under room conditions it is a colourless non-flammable gas, with a pleasant, slightly sweet odor. It is commonly known as laughing gas due to the exhilarating effects of inhaling it, and because it can cause spontaneous laughter in some users.

***PLOTWIST****
Havent laughed in a while. HAHAHHAhahhahaHAHAHhahahahhahahaHAHhahHahhahHAHahahahHAAHHAhhahahaHAHahaHHAhaaHHhahHHAHAHAAAahhahahah...

***PLOTWIST***
Havent done a lot of things in a while. Like actual conversation with living people. 17 days and counting...God, i need to get out more. But I'm under house arrest, so im stuck here. Damn.

***PLOTWIST***
We're wasting our holidays! Arggggh! Arggh! I feel my life-force being drained away! Eeee!AAAH! The sad thing is that there is nothing we can do about it. But then, there nothing we can do about anythig. We dont really have any choice in anything. Our opinion is less important than that of a dead rat. Mmmm... dead rat.... reminds me of something, but i dont know what. Oh well, in this day and age, we cant hope to remember anything more than a month old because it would be obselete and a waste of RAM.

***PLOTWIST***

I realize that there are only three reasons for people to own weapons. I can it the RAZ. That stands for robots, aliens and zombies. For instance, if we destroy all our weapons, and suddenly the recent deceased rise again, intent on devouring living flesh, we're screwed. Like wise for the robots and aliens. Although, perhaps in the case of the aliens, we're probed, not screwed. Nevermind.

***PLOTWIST***

During this entire post, i wrote the 'plot twists' with only one 'T'. If it looks worse please feel free tell me. If you didnt notice.... Well now you do.

***PLOTWIST***
Would you believe i wrote this first?