Fortissimo

Today saw a new addition to about 8 people's board game playing repertoires. Sining brought I'm the Boss! and we all went bonkers over it. This is one game where you bankai early, you die the ouchiest death ever. The following illustrates why:

Sining: Right let's make a deal. [opens DEAL card] $20million. So let's see... I get 10... Jon you get 5, and Ben 5.
Ben: Fine with me...
Jon: Well... ok.
KY: But I'm the Boss! [puts down card] Ok Renhao you get 5 Ben (Chua... Chua and Chen were playing) 5... I 10. Ok set? set? Deal.
Jon: Um um... Kaiyan... hang on... [puts down card] I stop you.
KY: 0.0
[Ben Chua and Renhao sacrifices their deck to try to save KY...]

But we all soon got the hang of it. It's real easy to master. The fun is the politics.

Sining: $24million. Well you can choose between me and Renhao for this deal. But why do you have to choose him when you have me? :D
Ben Chua: Ya I like Sining better.
KY: [as usual] But I'm the Boss!
Ben Chua: WHAT?!
Renhao: Hold it. [puts down card] I stop you.
Ben: Oooo Renhao's in the deal. How much you want? :D
Renhao: $20million.
Ben: 0.0 Asswipe!

So that's that... Today's Autism talk was interesting... The speaker was like super graphic, describing incidents until we'd be laughing damn hard. Glad I stayed for it.

orchestrated by Renhao at 11:48:00 pm
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The Free Day That We Didn't Want
Wednesday, March 29, 2006

We got pangseh-ed super big time by Hocking today... If not for the fact that I had UGC later I would have cried on the spot.

Gave the others a treat by loading and playing two Whose Line shows back to back. The whole darn class was laughing so hard.

UGC next... It was Shelwyn, Hema, Weiyang and Jane's presentation today on Germany after World War I. Something like that anyway. I gave a 7 because, pardonnez-moi, I couldn't stand the incorrect pronounciations. Could I pronounce them correctly and flawlessly? Mmmm pretty much, yeah.

After that though, they opened the floor for questions, and I raised my hand on Graham's suggestion.

Uh, yes, what exactly caused Hitler's hatred for the Jews?

After which I whispered to G, bankai...

Okay, when Hitler was young he lived in a part of Austria where there were many Jews (wrong). And Hitler's family was quite poor (not really). And the Jews being rich didn't like them (wrong) and made fun of them (wrong) and despised them (wrong). Sooo... Yeah that's how Hitler got his hate (wrong).

Isn't it so exciting?

After which Graham said that that was the art of smoking... And to which I replied 'Not when you know that the person knows the answer o.0'. And then he said yeah I bet I could smoke Saddam Hussein all I want and no one would know... Why did Saddam Hussein want to invade Iran... well actually his mother was raped while carrying him by Iranian men......

Well yeah no one would know. Almost no one anyway. I however, am getting my facts right before I answer questions. Smoking belongs to people like my O level Lit teacher who did not care to see anything except quotes quotes quotes quotes quotes...

After that G and I went for one-on-one at Mambo, where he learnt the terrible price for agreeing to play the 15-ball Number Sequence game I always like to play when I'm alone. I won because my jumps were quite on form today. I had to jump like two times in a row, for Ball 2 and 3, and holy cow, I didn't foul.

Hey. Rhymes.

So after that we went to KFC for lunch. I swear, the thought of chicken always makes my mouth water. And by the time I had finished everything else except for the second piece of chicken (one mash potato, one cheesy fries, one piece of chicken), I was totally wasted. It was like as if I had two rounds of buffet without rest, no kidding... sianz I think I'll stick to Mac's next time.

By the time I got back to Tampines I saw that it wouldn't be long before my mother knocked off from work, so I hung around, shuttling between TM and Century Square, looking for 1) my bro's birthday present and 2) rings for Maria and Lirong... the NuCre Duo. Long story... Oh we took photos today too, during COM time. I have only the ones from my own phone so far, and by the way my MMS and phone call bills are going to go through the fucking roof again and I will have to pay my mother back this month... sigh.

But ain't this photo cool? Sad that I look best in small photos though. :(

My Two Angels (^.^)v -- Maria, Me, Eunice

My Two Angels (^.^)v -- Maria, Me, Eunice

orchestrated by Renhao at 6:15:00 pm
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Penultimate Schizophrenic Legacy
Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Ok that was a random title. Hans... this would be a good album name no? Haha.

Nearly didn't go for psychology today, but well. Obviously I did. I still cannot imagine how I left my house at 12+, went to the interchange area to eat KFC which made me motherfricking full, stroll to the MRT station, and still manage to get to class at 1.35pm. Madness I tell you.

Oh and, class was quite as usual a waste of time. Should have just copied notes from G. But then heaven's reward for being a good boy was G returning my thumbdrive with Bleach and Scrubs. Yayyy... And I watched both already. When my mother said, 'I'm going to street 81 there...' (we live in 82) I was like yesssss. Scrubs was ok. Bleach... ok also la. Hitsygaya's bankai failed him and like a million other Bleach fans for the second time, not even stratching the enemy. Ichigo as usual got nearly pwned then he somehow summoned the strength to jump into the air and bankai... And well, that was that obviously. I still haven't touched a single episode of Top Gear yet :'(. No life sia. Oh but I got from my usual source the full version of Bejeweled 2 Deluxe. At first it was in 800x600 resolution and full screen, so it was rather crappy and grainy, but then I decided to take a chance and enable hardware acceleration and high resolution.

For the first time in a million years my computer handled it flawlessly. I was stunned at the quality of the graphics. Try it sometime. Excellent for killing boredom and generally just wasting time. Especially if like me you select the endless version of the game to play... Buhahaha.

orchestrated by Renhao at 8:01:00 pm
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Poem Impromptu
Sunday, March 26, 2006

The effects of late night IM... hereby presented as is.

Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
not sleeping yet
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
fe fie fo fum
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
who sat on my rump
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
And caused a real big bump
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
what a painful lump
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
which was thankfully going numb
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
till i had to take a dump
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
and they had to clear it with a pump
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
i needed badly some rum
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
to fill the emptiness in my tum
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(alcohol does anything but fill your emptiness.. it will make your stomach roll)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
i called for my girlfriend to come
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(darn, well the times I have taken alcohol I had already been filled so I wouldn't really know)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
alas, I realised that a girlfriend I had none
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
wonder where i had all my previous fun
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(you take alcohol? when?)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(not that much, well my father has a wine cellar and I used to drink some champagne ((darn spelling)) at reunion dinners last time...but stopped after pretending I was drunk but didn't really know whether I was pretending or not )
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(LOL)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
must be when I was being a nun
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(:S)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
during the annual marathon run
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(never had a chance to get high... darned parents)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(It's not as good as people say it is..."what goes up must go down...at a high speed too forgive the pun")
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
where I acted like a bum
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(oh yes i think it is... had quite alot at sabrina's birthday party... what's with the stuff in inverted comma... -.-)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
looking right into the barrel of a gun
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(I see...but doesn't alcohol make you grow fat faster? no offence inteded)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(oh that's only the beer belly... even thin drinkers have huge bellies)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
that strangely looked like a bun
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(oh so having a beer belly is better than being fat...)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(er... whoever said so... i dont want a beer belly either i'm just a social drinker... well soon to be)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
suddenly someone who looked like attila the hun
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(how MANY words rhyme with "fum"???)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(what IS fum??)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(my dad's a social drinker I think...)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(fee fie fo fum)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(well at his level, i suppose so)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(oh alot, as you can see)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(now hurry with the next line lol)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(you are gonna get a beer belly ==")
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(i so am not!!!!!)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(this is like speaking OOC lol)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(the Prophet has spoken!)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(this is OOC o.0)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
whose name is Mr Crump
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(:S)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(why you....)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
alas alas i bore the brunt
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
I guess that accounted for the pain in my rump
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
HEY
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
oops
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(HEY)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(you cant use rump again)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(I can't?)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(darn I wanted him to be shot in the ass)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(well no what would be the point of this game!)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(there is a point? :S)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(obviously)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(ok Ok I will re-do)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
( my lines are getting worse :( )
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
of a lump of bricks that weighed a ton
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(ton doesnt rhyme with crump...........................)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(oh nvm)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
i tried my best to put up a brave front
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
to no avail I collapsed on my...hump
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(.....................................................................................................)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(hahahaha)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
the frightened grasshopper did a great jump
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(wth?)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(now my brain's going numb)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(you asked for it young man)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(it's 2!)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(my ehad!)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(uhh head)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(lol... ehad)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(my head!)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
(write... WRITE WRITE WRITE BUHAHAHA)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(no!)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
( I concede!)
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
lol
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
ow my head
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
(wallbanging emote)
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
WAHAHAHA
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
I RULLLLLLLLLE
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
...
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
go and sleep
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
lol
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
-crowd goes wild, starts chanting 'renhao! renhao! renhao!'-
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
freak
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
what hw
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
do we have to pass up
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
on monday
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
...
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
-shakes fist at renhao-
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
-we shall meet again!-
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
-crowd boos and throws eggs and tomatoes at sore loser ryan cheong!-
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
only ugc what...
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
-disappears in a puff of violet smoke smelling faintly of onions-
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
onions? wth is with that?
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
-renhao smiles triumphantly. he has won-
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
ugc is on monday???
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
I thought on cons?
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
-for now-
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
heh that's ben's class
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
-forever-
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
you better get sth done by monday
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
and sth presentable too
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
-rh gestures to his minions, who start distributing free french fries to the elated crowd-
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
-'let's see that cheongster beat that', rh thinks smugly-
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
-the french fries smell like onions strangely enough-
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
-the crowd is even more delighted... seems that ryan can never win-
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
-ryan looks dejectedly from the top of the stadium-
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
-the crowd starts to turn green-
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
-a single tear escapes..-
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
shut up lemme finish
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
-after ingeesting the french fries-
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
No!
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
-the crowd topples as one from their seats...dead-
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
MUAHHAHAHA
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
-a single tear escapes his eye, before he fades into violet dust, the wind blowing him away-
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
you can't control my character =="
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
i
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
that's bad gaming
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
have the violet font
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
:(
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
booya
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
lol
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
this is going to my blog
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
oh man
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
not again
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
lol
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
this is the 2nd time
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
why not
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
its ONLY the 2nd time
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
lol
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
lol
Put God First; Going for the next SNOW :) says:
ahhh
Cogito, ergo sum - Email me at lois must die (all one word) at yahoo.com. says:
theyre gonna laugh more at our OOCs than the poem i think

And there you have it. Two bored people disillusioned with the world.

******************************************************************************

AFTERNOON UPDATE - 3:38pm

Interesting as the topic is, it is such a draaaaaag to do my UGC RP. Stayed up till 4 yesterday doing work and talking cock with Hans and Ben and yes... Ryan Cheong. Had interesting discussions with Hans and Ben. Good job and thanks respectively. But then after that we all started getting tired and delusional... The result is displayed above for examination at your convenience.

And now I'm playing Bejewlled with Ian. My God what a life.

orchestrated by Renhao at 2:21:00 am
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MJ's Choco Factory
Saturday, March 25, 2006

Ok I know I told you that the Darth Vader video would be up next, but I saw this and I couldn't resist putting Vader off. This is so much better. Have your headphones on if you have them, listen to dialogue carefully. Sorry I couldn't turn off the Autoplay.

This, by the way, is one of many examples of why my UGC Research Paper is progressing so slowly.

Enjoy.

orchestrated by Renhao at 10:03:00 pm
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Big Two and Dead Puppies
Friday, March 24, 2006

Dead Puppies from Olde English.org

Start the video yourself. I turned AUTOPLAY off. Prefably, start it then pause it to let the video load before playing it uninterrupted.

While loading... have a read of my first part.

Today in COM225, we had a secret ballot to vote whether or not to conduct Midterm II. Guess the result.

But after that we still had pieces of paper left from unused voting slips. So Graham shredded it into tiny pieces, and with my help, made a full 52-card deck.

We were bored, dammit.

That done, Graham shuffled the cards, somehow... I dunno how he did it. The papers were the size of the top section of your index finger. Then he distributed the cards to me himself and Hans.

And we played Taiti. With mini cards.

We were bored, dammit.

First half, we pwned Hans by battling with houses. 3 house, 8 house, 9 house, 10 house... Then after that it was Hans's turn to pwn us with pairs. It looked like he would whoop our ass. But then Graham came out with two dis at the last minute and bankai-ed. After that, we threw the cards away. No heartpain. We were just bored after all.

Alright now watch the video. And finish it before you come back here.

Ryan and I discussed the implications of this video. They say its a sketch, but I think it's anything but.

Firstly, the most obvious one. Strangling a puppy for 50cents. And almost rushing towards the puppy when they brought it back a month later. She ought to be pierced with butcher hooks and hung to die.

And Ryan made a point about the one who said she could imagine strangling a baby, but not a puppy. To which I said, certainly, because there are no implications for puppies from nowhere. Accident? Sure just give them away. No one will narrow their eyes or talk behind your backs because your bitch got pregnant. But oh you bet they will if you get a baby from nowhere. Try giving it away without going through adoption. See what people will say.

Ryan also made a point that strangely, with of course the couple of exceptions, the males generally seemed more hesitant to take the job more than females. Never mind the price, the fact that they are about to do it is the key here.

Another observation is how they slowly change their minds with the thought of money. From a flat no I won't do it, to maybe for 250 grand. That is how we have changed haven't we? Pathetic...

orchestrated by Renhao at 10:15:00 pm
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Fuzzy Logic
Wednesday, March 22, 2006

All ye pussies and gentlemen, be glad I take time out of mine backlogged schedule to entertain thee... Thou dost not deserve it; yet by Jove I do.

Alright I dunno what I'm saying. Shakespeare probably didn't too. Weee.

Watched two out of the three discs of Hitler - The Rise of Evil. My brother bought it cheap at a fair (it was second hand), still in mint condition, and I'm thanking God he bought it because hot damn it solves all my problems. So much for my faith in books. I was though worried that the film would present a lopsided view in consideration of drawing viewership, and well yes it did - it portrays Hitler as a mentally unbalanced sexually starved asshole who uses his niece to satisfy his lust. What the hell is with that? You don't need that shit to turn people on dude, in fact it turns me off. But according to one review I read on IMDB.com, it's essentially correct save for the mad horny bastard part. I'm too lazy to check it out, but I really don't think people would go to that extent to fake his view anyway. I really don't see the point in wasting your time like that.

Apart from the constant worries about assignment deadlines, these few days are essentially fine. Gaylene graciously extended my journals deadline to Friday, because I work in the newsletter. And yes I thought I had been bothering myself with that unnecessarily at times, but oh what the heck, anything to take some trouble off my mind. So guess what I did with the extra time? Watch Hitler. I must shoot my toe one of these days.

Comms assignment, took and modified Rocky's marketing group's idea, which is spectacles which can show TV and radio, into movie glasses, which are attached to headphones for maximal movie experience. In some ways, I don't know how much I'm in line with their conception, I fleshed it out rather well. Or maybe less than that, I only gave three pages while Graham gave six. For Paper I alone! If I see an A- cancelled and a B+ beside it, I know who to snipe... Anyway I could give Rocky and co. my description and all as a sort of thanks for giving me the idea, if they want it.

Well actually, Rocky told me about it. But ahh trivial, trivial...

Watching Hitler was a sort of shortcut to the UGC group presentation, which we're doing on Dictators, but more importantly quite a great help in my research paper, which incidentally is due next Monday ohhh my God I'm screwed. I don't care how little time I have, I'm not going to base my research on one mini-series. I doubt Gaylene will be too amused either. Oh and great, my library books are due. Gonna incur overdue fines again over the weekend... Sigh never mind it'll be over by Monday anyway.

Anyway moving on... Hans finally burnt a CD of black metal (symphonic black, black/death, pagan black) for me. And he filled it up and was about to slot in one more album when he checked the space used.

666MB.

He wrapped it up. Too cool to pass up. Can you imagine when I pass it to my friends who might just be interested in mad guitars, madder drumming, crazy demonic vocals, and positively dark lyrics?

Here... My friend burnt this CD of mp3s... Thought it would be useful to get you started.

OMG that's so cool... Thanks Renhao you da man. Hey how many MBs' worth of mp3s are in there?

666MB.

o.0 ...

Wicked sick.

Alright I'm gonna panic about journals now.

orchestrated by Renhao at 9:26:00 pm
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Woe be thine
Saturday, March 18, 2006

I actually wanted to post about the Bernard-Elton incident, but since all I know came from other people's mouths (and these people didn't even witness the whole thing), I fear inaccuracy and shall not talk about it.

I plugged my Audio Technica earphones into my computer for the first time today, and I had to adjust the iTunes equalizer settings because of the trebility of it all.

Ok there's no such word as trebility. Sue me.

And sound mixing is a hell of a bitch. Or a bitch of a hell. Either way is an apt description. I was drained after I had finished setting it to metal. Then I realised it was too powerful for classical =_="" so I had to drop the mids abit... Sigh so tiring.

Still, it's fun. I'll probably try that next time.

orchestrated by Renhao at 8:27:00 pm
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Wussball
Thursday, March 16, 2006

That should be foozball's new name.

I always take defender when I pair with Ben. And today I wussed Team Kai's red asses two times in a row. Just a light angled diagonal, and a soft tap from my defender sent it walking into the other goal. You should have seen the look on Kaijie's face. Booya you tall dark handsome 9-pointer.

I think I should train up the right time to swing my midfielder down in time for the pass from the defender/keeper. It's no accident that I have invisible ball follow ups, I've been trying to do this for sometime. But I either miss the ball, or I backspin it, and we all know Kaiyan is hopeless at surprises from me.

orchestrated by Renhao at 9:29:00 pm
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Of Running and Barley and Broadway Stars
Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Today, I had only one class at 1.45pm.

I woke up at 6.30am.

To run.

(^.^)v

Alright I dunno what came over me... It's certainly not the insults, because I've ignored them for the past 10 years and see no problem continuing to do so. But there's this sudden surplus of energy. Hmm.

My dad kept making noise and saying 'Oolala... take it from an experienced runner... don't run the first time... your heart cannot take it...'

Well on my mom's continual advice, I briskwalked the first round, setting my Zen Micro up for listening, adjusting the earphones, volume, song.... Once I hit the start/finish line, I restarted my song, sort of skipped three times, and off I went.

Considering my past experience, and the fact that I haven't run for, well, an eternity, give or take a few years, I was surprised I didn't get a heart attack in my first round. I jogged all the way man. So six rounds, walking, running, walking, running... I think I lapped my mom in the final round. Couldn't be sure, I was either running or trying to catch my breath while walking.

When I came back and toppled into my chair, I felt great.

Then I realised that all the energy I had recharged during my sleep, I poured down the drain.

But good start, good start. Probably can do that on Friday too. Probably.

At lunch, Ben, under his usual far-fetched illusion that his minions were waiting upon him to do his will, asked KJ to buy him a drink. When KJ came back with barley, Ben opened the lid, sort of sniffed into it, and said, 'This looks vaguely familiar...'

Surprisingly, Kaiyan got the joke immediately and started laughing his ass off... KJ and I stared at each other for awhile, and then KJ suddenly snapped indignantly, 'Hey mine is thicker.'

To which I didn't really feel like finishing my chicken anymore. Disgusting freaks.

It was so boring during psychology, so darned boring we decided to play Three Headed Broadway Star, from Whose Line, and Ryan ought to be murdered because he always screws up the line.

Ben: I
Ryan: am
Me: a
Ryan: duck

And we started laughing non stop for like 5 minutes before okok, we try again...

B: Recall
R: all
M: the
B: things
R: that
M: make
B: us
R: furry!

And we both nearly bitchslapped him for that... that was just low...

After that he promised to be nice, and here's what we came up with...

Bad ducks eat up what they squirt, and squirt what they eat. That is retribution from God almighty and me.

As usual Ryan was the one who randomised the last 'me'.

The things we do to keep ourselves out of boredom. rar

orchestrated by Renhao at 6:25:00 pm
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Fat
Monday, March 13, 2006

I might be too sensitive.

Well as long as it's settled.

Today on the train, there were too many people waiting at the last door. I couldn't compete with them. However, this large lady took the 'other' seat, and left the one which I wanted empty.

So I go over, and I move myself into the seat.

I couldn't.

I seriously underestimated her. You know how some people like to chill out and take more space purposely...

She isn't one of this. She was taking only as much as needed. And I couldn't squeeze in.

I didn't straighten up again though, that would have embarrassed her. But she squeezed herself abit, then I slipped in, and we we're just two pieces of sponge, nicely buffering each other.

Don't you find that depressing?

I'm getting better at foozball. I remember when I was at this stage in pool. It was an on-off thing... one day I would clear tables, next day I would miss direct shots.

I'm almost past that stage for foozball I think. Yay. I managed to get 4-5 with the China/Vietnam/odd-looking-Singaporean crazy ass defender with the ouchiest ikorose, so if I could just master my surprise attack...

Lovely talk today with Dr Hocking... We went from CATS, to Phantom of the Opera, to My Fair Lady, to black-and-white movies, to color classics, to theme parks. I live for this sort of thing.

orchestrated by Renhao at 8:46:00 am
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Karma
Sunday, March 12, 2006

I have a theory.

About 5 months ago, I grouped up with a few people to poke cruel fun at someone. This someone's only crime was to be a little imposing, a little talkative, a little insistent. Things which developed because of certain events in her life. And we greedily ate up everything she did and said, chewing it and spitting it back out viciously in the form of insults. Cruel inhumane insults.

Someone else spoke to me about all this. Someone else said stop it please, because it will come back to you. And I said ha what... I'll be the butt of the joke next time? And he said yes. You will. Now stop it.

But the hell with him, I said. Fucking preacher. There is no such thing as retribution. It's just silly talk.

Then the someone found out about us poking her behind her back. And when I heard her response, I was moved to apologising to her. Much to the chagrin of the people whom I had grouped with. I made an effort to stop poking fun at her, but when the group did, I laughed along, and I said nothing, and I didn't try to stop them from doing so. Well, not much anyway.

Back to the present. My life couldn't be going any better. And whoops. From nowhere, the arrow I fired so long ago at this someone, came from the back, and struck me through my heart before I could even yell ouch.

See, the same group of people I teamed with, the ones I had come to know as genuine friends, turned against me.

And I can only think now, that the hurt I am experiencing, is peas compared to what that someone suffered.

So conclusion number one:
What goes around comes around, what goes up must come down.

Now here's something interesting as well. This isn't the first time, or second, or even third time, that I've gotten this sort of shit. I've gotten it all my life, friends turning on me.

Logically, by the principle of Pavlov's classical conditioning, I would change to expect all 'friends' to be like that. I would be wary and absurdly defensive to everyone. I would become reclusive. I might become violent. I may bully people, make fun of them, pick on people to make them scared of me, so that the fear I create will prevent me from ever being made fun of again.

So why don't I do that? Why do I cry, and then forgive people the next day? Why do I tell them it's alright, when it's not?

Is it a blessing or a curse that I don't hold grudges?

orchestrated by Renhao at 10:39:00 am
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Et tu
Saturday, March 11, 2006

For doing nothing to you, for just trying to be your friend, this is what I get isn't it?

Everywhere I go it's the same. People treat me like a rag doll. You can play with me when you are happy, and when you're bored, hell, let's do something stupid and laugh our fucking asses off. Is it something I do? What, do I have to be violent just to make sure people don't take me for granted?

This is what I get for being nice, isn't it? Well I hope you're happy now.

Mein Kampf
Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Today, after class, bravely resisting fatigue, I went to collect Mein Kampf from SAN Bookshop at Suntec. I doubt I have to tell you what a bitch the walk from Citylink is.

For many, the mention of this book marks the start of a colourful tirade about madmen coming to power. For an equal number of others, this represents a first hand look into the causes of one of the darkest times for Jews and Germany. I sincerely hope that my friends belong to the latter group. Also because it cost $41.50 for me to make this statement.

Kidding. My dad paid for it buhahaha.

Today, we had the privilege of Mr Tan Kin Lian, CEO of NTUC Income (read Insurance) giving a talk about customer service. It was obviously one talk he'd given quite a number of times, and it was interesting. Especially when he said that:

Out of 200 customers everyday, 20 are surveyed. 20 a day, 1000 a week. 20 X 5 = 1000. And this way we will know where customers are happy, where customers are not.

And I was hoping to win the Sudoku booklet they were giving away for my mom. It should have been mentioned somewhere on the page that she stares the ones on Today out for hours till she gets it done.

On the way to Suntec the escalator leading up the bridge connecting the One Raffles building and Suntec was spoilt. The sign there said SORRY ESCALATOR UNDER REPAIR.

Someone had struck UNDER out with a highlighter (for whatever fuck reason... I don't know of many whose grand total of stationary consists of one orange Stabilo Boss highlighter. Yes I can see its a Stabilo. Boss.) and above that, written BEYOND.

ESCALATOR BEYOND REPAIR.

Sounds more apt. That thing's not been moving since I saw it on Sunday, and probably before that too, because there were other penned complaints like STUPID! and FOR HOW LONG??? and all that shit.

And before that, when I alighted at City Hall and made my way to the escalator, I noticed something suddenly lift off from the ground and take flight. It had the biggest wings I'd seen in awhile, so huge you could actually make out the up-and-down movements. It flew halfway up the escalator and landed at the side. As I was going up I saw it was an elegant grasshopper the size of my palm.

Although, of course, it would have been a different matter if it had flown to me. If it was stupid enough to land on me, I would have murdered an insect as well as stained my shirt. Big time.

Whew.

Minor, Diminished
Monday, March 06, 2006

No sex until 18.

No oral, anal, temporal, naval, occipital, nasal sex.

Just missionary sex.

Why like that? You tell me why like that?

Now the government is telling us not to do things only the two (or three, or six :P) of us will know about? What, do they have spying mics that can detect a significant increase in slurping sounds?

I am not criticizing the government. I just find the whole notion darned ridiculous.

If you were talking about a-marital sex, yeah sure. Prostitutes, pre-marital... to prevent the spread of AIDS. Ok. Why not? But then again why so? There are already clear obvious laws against prostitution and premarital sex. Well no... probably not prostitution.

Actually, I just realised that AIDS can be spread through vaginal sex. Which is supposed to be the whole point of condoms. Or a 35% point. 65% to prevent babies.

Even more so, what is the point? If people like to suck spitting lollies, or if they like semen up their nose or in their ears, that's their own fucking problem man, let them drown and die.

Now I wonder if anyone would send a letter of this nature to Today, or Straits Times, or New Paper... New Paper would probably publish it hahaha. Dunno bout the others.

And no under 18 sex. I do wonder if that makes it 'minors below 18'. Because if so (and I could be just ill-informed because I only read Life!), does that mean that guys don't get caned till 18? Guys go to Boys' Home till 18? Because no shit man that makes a lot of difference. I should think crime rates will rise, if not freaking shoot.

Obviously, for those who know me, I wouldn't really be breaking the law anytime soon. Not unless, as I told Ben, some really screwed stroke of luck casts me my first other half really soon. But like I said, I can't quite help feeling incredulous when I think about it all.

Deferment. No more deferring from the '89 batch onwards. Doesn't concern me, so actually I can't be bothered to give a shit, but in all fairness, the government has to start somewhere. If they are going to accept complaints about not fair for '89 batch, well, they'll never get it started would they? Same for thru-train (or however you spell it... Integrated Programme la). They have to start it somewhere, and we're just unlucky not to be part of it. They decided to stop deferment, and we're just really really blessed to be the last batch to be allowed to do so. Its really sian to see people making noise over these things. There are certain things that are unreasonable, and certain things that will become clear if you'd just sit for awhile and think it through. And gosh, an awful lot of people don't quite care to do that do they?

Freak
Saturday, March 04, 2006

This is freaky.

I was peeing, and from nowhere I hear this hissing sound. I look down and I see the pool of water bubbling.

Bubbling for fuck's sake.

I think I'm going to freak out reeeeeally soon.

On the other hand, I did spill some Eno powder, so it might have fallen off my shirt and into the toilet bowl.

Still.... eurgh...

*****************************************************************************

I've been running around Jokaroo's video archives searching for videos for you people, and I was right to re-do it into Video of the Week. My IE crashed several times before I learnt my lesson not to open too many windows with players in it, even if the rest are stopped. You do not want ten videos in this window, my friend. Not at all.

Hola. Come estan?
Friday, March 03, 2006

After a few drinks a man manages to bring what he thought was a dumb blonde back to his apartment. She seems in a daze, and quite phased out. He casually pops the question and says, 'So. How 'bout a blowjob for me, sweet?'

The girl looks at him, and slurred, 'Can't. I'm allergic to pea nuts.'

Courtesy of Ian Koh, modified by me. Talk about dumb blonde.

Brother's off to Melbourne. Freedom for 8 days.

Hadou no San-jiu-san: Sokatsui!
Thursday, March 02, 2006

Wah super the tired man. Abit about the changes to my layout. I'm just gonna say everything in case you just read my latest post and close. My previous idea of sticking in a video every post won't work for obvious reasons. Well maybe not that obvious. Readers will have to stop like 15 videos from playing before they can either read my latest post or watch the latest video. Not smart. So instead of video-per-post I have changed it to Video of the Week, and set up a Video Archive section all the way down the sidebar, after the tagboard, where I will post links to previous videos. May I just say, I figured out the HTML changes myself. Cheap thrill right? Eh it's my first time for this sort of change la. Just put on a fake smile and say good job can?

Tiring, as I say. We have to start on our UGC presentations, and BizAd have their marketing projects while Comms have our proposals to write. Kinda ironic. My friend whom I was supposed to meet for dinner was late, and I decided to go to the library to get books on Hitler, and Mao for Rocky. I had a damned dilemma between two super huge books, and two smaller ones. In the end I decided that I wasn't doing a PhD on Rightist Communication, and borrowed the two smaller books. One discusses the possibility of Hitler as a revolutionary, and the other talks of Nazism. Should be good. Stats today, no one listened. Well no one in our clique anyway. Ben Chen Jr., Rocky, William, Alex, John were playing foozball. Ben Kaiyan and me went to eat, then joined them. Then Ryan came in with the PSP. Then Kaijie came in, surprise surprise. Then Hans and Eko came in. Then Ben Yap came in with a couple of bags.

Take offense I also losing my ball slam technique. Take defense also I not confident. Haiyah see I happy take what la. Lol.

PSP is fun, and sorry to Ben for deleting. I really didn't know la!!! But yes the Bleach game is fun, not because it gets really hard as the levels progress, because it doesn't really, but because I can use Kuchiki taicho and chire people to death left right centre.

On the train, Ben let me play the vs. CPU mode, and I was going against my own adopted sis - Kuchiki Rukia! Oh this woman has no Zanpakutou but bloody hell she is one fast woman. I fall down only she hadougen me 5 times before she jump off and let me pawn her back. I was already on my second life and losing it fast. When I managed to get up, I knew one kick from her would kill the great Byakuya. So what I do?

Miseteyaru, Senbonzakura.

Miseteyaru, Senbonzakura.

Miseteyaru, Senbonzakura.

Owned her stupid ass buhahaha. Ben was like in disbelief, shaking his head and going, 'Nonsense... nonsense...' Thank you, thank you very much.

Man if I was like that, no one would bully me. No. One.