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Wednesday, December 31, 2008 @ 2:34 AM
[ BS ] I think most of us have the ability to detect bullshit from a mile away. It's just a matter of whether we decide to take action upon detection, point it out, and blatantly say, "Hey fucker, I know you're bullshitting me, in my face, about this. So tell me what's really going on." Most of us don't ever do that. Social civilities, and all that jazz. How tiresome it is. So rather than have to deal with such nonsense I try and ensure that I don't even have to come into contact with such bullshitty people who are just full of it.. it being bullshit.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008 @ 2:51 AM
[ We're all still 12! ] I met up with my primary 6C classmates today at Shokudo. To be honest, I wasn't sure what to expect. Gotta admit, I was a tad apprehensive. Would everyone be completely different? Would we still click? Would there be awkward silences? When I arrived (late because I was running errands earlier), everyone was milling around thinking of food to order, ordering their food, or waiting for their food. When we sat, I plonked myself down and ended up in between Denys and Lucas.  That's everyone above squeezing into the shot. Denys, behind me, is NOT that tall. So in order for him not be blocked by my big head and my big hair (read: the fro), he raised himself up using sheer butt and back power in order to be in the photo.And so it all began. The bunch of us 20 folks were seated at an uber long table, and naturally one end of the table couldn't hear the other end of the table for shit. Neither could we have, because we were wrapped up in conversation at our own respective sides of the table, too. Some people left early, and the rest of us scooted closer together. The bunch of us took so many photos and talked so much shit it was amazing! All of us were still the same, albeit a tad more mature. (Well we'd have to be, considering we were all last together at age 12) Most were still studying, and a very few were already working. They were mostly fresh grads. Afterwards, when Shokudo was about to close, we moved over to Hyatt's lounge. A few more people split the scene, leaving us with a smaller group. And so we just chatted and joked and talked more shit.. I seriously had so much fun tonight. As much as I love old friends, meeting REALLY old friends like these is comparable to meeting new friends, just rehashed. It's like.. rehashed new friends. Or rehashed old friends. Whatever it is. I hope to see the bunch of them again. It was really really lovely seeing everyone. And considering how I don't use the word 'lovely' EVER, it must REALLY truly have been lovely seeing everyone again after ten million donkey ass years. On the bright side, I'll be seeing Lucas and Denys really soon - at least in the first few weeks of January, because Lucas will be flying over to Holland ("hey man, get me some weed and milk!") for a job exchange in late January. Yay more hangin' outs! The boys below look so dashing it's like a studio shot. I'm just a proud mama bear! As.. you can.. tell.. in the photo..  Love friends! :)
Sunday, December 28, 2008 @ 2:55 PM
[ Cards and such ] I opened my christmas cards and got crayon and glitter on my fingers. But such is the crayon and glitter of christmas love. Lol. To be honest, the only person I've actually told this blog about is Kum and Avis. There's no reason except that I haven't been 'actively' promoting it and hollering to everyone with a loudhailer: CHECK OUT MY BLOGGGGGG!! As such, I find it peculiar - even to myself - that I blog as if I am addressing an audience. I suppose the days of yore when I used to blog for others' entertainment have stuck a little with me. Now I just write. And most times it's not even interesting or really very humorous, either. I'm just writing what I'm thinking. Exactly. This is it. Absolutely thrilling, isn't it. Christmas is over, and so are the food and presents. Avis got me a Bulgari wallet for Christmas! I've been wanting a proper wallet since about, oh I don't know, FUCKING FOREVER. And I really, really cannot imagine how much it must have cost him, even though he seemed rather flippant about it. Lol. Hmmmmmm. I was seriously amazed when he brought out the gift cos I did NOT expect something like that (read: crazy ass expensive). No way I could have gotten him anything even remotely close to that price range because I'm a broke ass so I bought him a Zegna tie.. which of course isn't as expensive as Bulgari wallet but it isn't a Raoul belt either. (yes, weird price comparisons.) Now I'm just waiting for New Year's Eve so that I can spend some time with people that I care about (read: give a shit about). Not very many people are worth the time these days, I find. There're the Acquaintances, Casual Friends, and then the very few Super Good Friends. There isn't really an in-between the Super Good Friends and Casual Friends for me, as I've slowly discovered. I suppose you either cut it or you don't. It might seem harsh, but there's less cognitive dissonance and personal conflict that way. I'd rather cut you off than have the both of us trying to deal with our irreconcilable differences. It just isn't worth the effort or time once you've sorted someone that you KNOW for SURE belongs in another category other than the SGFs. Now we've both got the time to do our own things, be it shopping, sleeping, scratching your bum, or playing WoW. (Okay so maybe the last one's just me. And Song. But Song isn't involved in this.)
Saturday, December 27, 2008 @ 2:00 AM
[ Merry christmas, fat ass ] So I've totally been gorging myself on food and stuff the past few days. Baked rice with oodles of mozarella. Grilled salmon. Salsa and nachos. Cereal prawns. Mashed potatoes. Ngoh hiang. Turkey. Ham. Chocolate fondue. Mini peach tarts. Green and black olives. Meatballs. Potatoes. Cheng teng. Ben & Jerry's Cherry Garcia ice cream. Green curry with chicken. Thai beef noodles with soup. Thai laksa. Watermelon and lime juice. Mango smoothie. Chocolates. Bananas. I feel fat. Deliciously fat. God I love cheese. LOVE IT!!!!!! But. I will be guilty tomorrow. The house is out of food. Kind of.. there is still junk food lying around. And I am falling sick. Again. This is disgusting.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008 @ 8:02 PM
[ Merry Christmas ] Kids are so annoying. Not all kids, just most of them. Especially bossy, little know-it-alls. "Can't you do this?" "Why can't I do that?" "I know how to do it OKAY." Ugh. Merry christmas, everyone.
Monday, December 22, 2008 @ 6:14 PM
[ Let's get white! ] So let's say I was super tanned. And then I decided one day that I wanted to be super fair. So I start using lots of whitening products on my face religiously - products that actually work. I succeed, and my face gets really white. As fair as an angel's bottom. But I didn't apply those products to my ears. So won't that mean that I'll have a really fair, white, gloriously white face, but really dark, tanned and dirty-looking ears? Things I think about in the shower as I scrub my ears out. Looking forward to tomorrow! Maybe I'll manage to dig up enough motivation to snap some pictures.
Saturday, December 20, 2008 @ 5:12 AM
[ Monkeys ] Do monkeys have hard lives? Do they get bored? I think I would get bored alot. I'd be a monkey with ADD man. I mean, shit, give a monkey crack already to cure the boredom. I think I would slap my other monkey friends and then run away for fun. Ook ook tee hee. Conclusion: I would be an entertained yet lonely monkey.
@ 4:58 AM
[ Stories to tell ] Butter earlier tonight. Too many stories. Lol. Stories which I will probably forget upon sleep and its consequent awakening. Is butter moving to Fullerton soon? I think this is Butter's last weekend at Robertson. Thanks to Sean that we got to spend Butter's last weekend here :) Butter will never die.. or so Butter bravely declares now. Fullerton is bloody jinxed la. Ten million clubs have opened and and died there. The longest one was Centro, but it died a miserable death, and it laid a curse for every club that dared opened its doors after Centro closed down. Things that will go on my tombstone: "Did you take your receipt?" "Remember to lock the door ah." "Remember to close the windows ah." As 'silly' as it may sound, I care dearly for my friends, and I want them to be happy. All of them. Single or attached. Soaring careers or jobless. Good families or not. The odds can be beaten and happiness can be found, if you can find it within yourself to be content instead of seeking external sources of happiness.. those external sources are temporary. Contentment lies within yourself. (I say this to myself as well, and I'd like to think that I believe in it.) When you're happy, many things don't actually matter. I guess that's why they say that love is enough to keep you happy and warm. I won't be foolish enough to endorse that. Try saying that to an eskimo who's sitting outside his igloo. He'll tell you to fuck yourself. But with enough contentment and happiness, many material things cease to matter. You will still need your house and car and a comfortable life.. who doesn't want that? But what I mean is that you will stop searching for happiness in inanimate items and objectifying your happiness, thinking that it can be found in things instead of yourself or people. Don't worray, be happay. *thumps my bongo drums*
Friday, December 19, 2008 @ 8:40 PM
[ Wow ] I am unable to free up enough space on my laptop to install all the patches for WoW. It's a laptop, so I'm not expecting it to have oodles of memory anyway. My home PC is down, which is why I'm relying on my lappie for this in the first place. I need a new PC. So that I can cruise through WoW like a butterfly on the winds of perdition. On a sidenote, I wish that things were cheaper. And I am eating KoKo Krunch now and feeling somewhat content, if not somewhat sleepy. Had a good day out with Kum today just bitching and chilling.. do we subscribe to any other activity really? Quote of the day: "IS IT FREEEEEE???" followed by subconscious wandering of the feet towards representative of random charity organization with tiny santa hats for sale.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008 @ 4:10 PM
[ Bloody nonsense ] Went to Pudong on tuesday for dinner. I was too lazy to even think about whipping out the camera. Has the shutterbug (read: camwhore) bug within me perished a miserable death by jumping in front of a train? But it was a good dinner. I don't think I've ever had a bad one there, really. Oh and Larry said that I've lost weight! Happiness! I didn't take any photos when I was out (again) but I did take one photo when I was home. Took it when I was on the phone with Kum. I look so happy. I think Kum and I were laughing about murukku.  These past 2 days have been stupid and ridiculous. (Note: It has nothing to do with the people I know personally.) I am forced to reconstruct and alter my views of people and society in general. Conclusion: They People constantly bitch about the society we live in.. we're so unhelpful, so discourteous, so apathetic, etc. But for those of us who were born and bred here like obedient multiplying microbes on a petri dish, we've simply grown numb and accustomed to it all, such that we've chosen to either disregard it all or reluctantly shrug, accept it and say, "Aiyah, Singapore is like that one lor. What to do?" And so we all continue on with our lives. How joyful. At times like this, the Angry Person in me comes out and says, fuck you all. I sound so disgustingly angsty and emo but really, for every one of you truly uncivilised creeps out there who don't know how to have some basic human morals and principles and be a person, fuck you, and fuck your mother. If your mother's dead, well, then double-fuck you. Aren't you just merry being scum? I would punch you and stab you in the eye if I could, I am infuriated at all of your existence(s). Anyways. Sean's back. Woot! Good prata. Woot woot! And it's 6am now.. time for no-more-ranting and instead it's time for sleeps.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008 @ 2:37 AM
[ Thanks for the life back ] It's awesome. I haven't slept all of last night and I'm still awake. This feels just like Zoukout, only I'm not high and I'm sitting on my ass instead of getting sand IN my ass. I've been talking to friends since I've been home.. it's fucking amazing. Suddenly, I've got all this free time on my hands to scratch my bum or stare at the sun anytime I want. No. More. Projects. The projects got to me more than the exams, really. I don't have a problem staying up all night and then going for my exam the next day without any sleep and looking like a cancer patient who's on chemotherapy. But when I am required to eat, shit and breathe projects like there's no tomorrow, it can get a little hard to breathe. *wheeze* This week will be a busy week. Busy busy busy with friends. And next week, I anticipate, will be rather busy too. Can't wait! Thanks for giving me my life back, December!
Monday, December 15, 2008 @ 2:12 AM
[ I really need to study ] Oh my god I can't get my ass down to studying. T-12 hours to the exams and I am still. Bloody. Here. And my brain is completely empty and devoid of the knowledge required for the exam. Get your groove on Maddie! Study! Network Management is fun! Cables! Convergence! Routing! NETWORKING!! It's like facebook, only more technical! Groannnn. I am so sosososososo clubbing after my exams. I have never disliked all my 3 years of getting this degree until about a week ago. Next semester will be better.. mainly because it will be my last. Please you may suck it, school. (Fancy the engrish?) Plus, Sean will be back 4 days after the exams! And I'll be free to hang out with all the friends that I have neglected for awhile. That means more good times. Will I take photos? Will the phototaking laziness persist? Only time will tell.
@ 12:48 AM
[ Hello again! ] The ten millionth blog commences. I get too bored with blogging WAY too easily, honestly. Maybe it’s a committment problem. “It’s not you, it’s me, baby. That’s why I keep quitting you but coming back soon afterwards. You’re a drug I cant quit. Why must this go on, Blog?” So.On to blogging matters. I went to Zoukout on saturday night. I was sick of constantly working on projects but by the time projects were done with, my exams had started. Thanks for the breathing space, assholes who plan the school schedule. I just really needed a break. Hence: Zoukout. Not the wisest thing to do in the midst of exams, I admit, but it's my exams, so you can shut up about it. (SHADDDDUUPPPPP!!) So I had my first exam on Saturday morning, which meant that I crammed all night on Friday for my exam and went for it without any sleep. As usual. Then I went home, intending to sleep for at at most 5 hours before going for Zoukout, but I couldn't sleep because I'd accidentally OD'ed on ritalin. Like, what the fuck, right? I was all twitchy and jittery afterwards, tossing and turning and buzzing away in bed, and thinking to myself, "so this is what it must feel like to be on fucking crack". There was a literally a buzzing in my head. Like bees. Bees in my head. Smoked-up cracked-up bees in my head. So I didn't sleep at all, and I went to meet Avis and co at around 6.30pm. Without going into too much details, because it's tiresome, there were alot of people with us there. We were with a huge ass group, and drinking alot, and playing drinking games at the Sentosa carpark before going in. To be honest, this year's sets weren't super fabulous. The only one truly worth the money and time was Above & Beyond. They were pretty good. Not incredibly excellent, but I had a good time. Because I hadn't slept at all the night before, I started feeling incredibly weird and exhausted and stoned out at around 2am. We were in the Mambo Jambo arena, which didn't really help either. Crappy music and you want me to waste more energy shaking my booty? Well, I'll try, but if my booty doesn't wanna cooperate you can't blame me, you gotta blame the moooozik. The bunch of us headed back to the car around 2.15am, they all drank but I sat in the car and just rested. Jansen came in to chill too so we just hung out abit til Sasha's gig started at 3am.. And I actually felt rested and ready to party again! WOOT! Sasha was extremely mediocre, really.. it was like, "well, I guess I'll dance since I'm already here, and the car's too far away to walk back to." We ended up leaving Zoukout at about 7am. The initial group of about 20 people that we were drinking with got whittled down to just the 4 of us (or 5, if you count Jansen who'd been sleeping in the car since about 4am) at Above & Beyond: Avis, Roy, Weiliang, and myself. I swear that I've got greatly developed thigh muscles by now, dancing for so many hours. Since Above & Beyond was the only thing I felt justified paying $38 for, I concluded that the rest of the money was for a good time drinking, meeting new fabulous people, hanging out with fabulous friends, and dancing - which I counted as exercise to work off all that alcohol I'd drunk earlier and chips and hot dogs that I'd eaten. Yeah, Avis and Jansen had gone to Ikea beforehand to buy 20 hotdogs so that none of us would go hungry. There were leftovers. And so before we left, we were hungry, and we just ate the sausages and threw the buns into the drain. I took not a single photo with the camera I bought. Too lazy. The only photo I was supposed to be in was the one Damian took using Jansen's Blackberry of Jansen and me.. but I wasn't in the photo because Jansen was too tall (or as Damian said, I was too short.. sniff). This is the only photo of me that someone else took.. and I didn't even know it was being taken lol. (And the photo wasn't even of me.. I just happened to saunter into the background with Avis)  And another one of my back..  Oh, by the way, I have another exam in 13 hours. And I haven't started studying. God I cannot wait for all this to be over. One more semester next year and I will be DONE with all this.. I really can't wait. I can taste the freeeeeeeeeedom! |