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Sunday, March 7
Friday, November 13
Saturday, September 5
Sunday, August 30
Tuesday, August 18
Sunday, August 16
| it's time |  |
last weekend before the start of another year of school. it's time to start thinking about packing. there's so much things that i have to do. and i have to do them right this time.
there are a few things that i want to accomplish next year, some are short terms goals. some are a bit more long term. and i will give it my best shot to not make my life miserable.
to a new start.
+listening to: your blues by yoshio kilmura
Tuesday, August 11
Tuesday, August 4
Thursday, July 30
| tidbit | |
did you know the L in JBL stands for Lancing as in Altec Lancing?
look under James B. Lancing on wikipedia.
yea time to stop nerding.
+listening to: mojo pin by jeff buckley
| oh so you think | |
i was told last night that a certain person thinks i am fat upon our first meeting.
well, the truth is i am. i may have love handles (note the plural) and i may have a slight beer belly that causes my body to lean forward a wee bit too much. but that doesn't imply that i am useless. it's like saying someone is short and therefore he must be rubbish at singing.
i can sneeze with my eyes wide open. i will also wrestle a horse to the ground in 10 seconds flat while reciting the entire english alphabet backwards, all 30 of them. would you still call that useless?
in fact, did you know that 35% of fat people are more intelligent than their skinny counterparts in the same age group? you didn't? well that's because it isn't true. but i bet the stats are even higher.
and all this because i read about getting involved today. and here is step one: stand up to an accusation and make right what isn't.
nah... i'm just kidding.
+listening to: nothing
Wednesday, July 29
| well well well | |
typing this post (the physical act) is a joy. i never thought i'd say that. it's like writing by telepathy. and here for example, this tilde that you see ~, i didn't touch the keyboard at all, i was simply using the power of suggestion.
i should explain myself. i was out at the downtown district where IT is the name of the game. there're just entire malls devoted to all kinds of gadgets. well i was actually looking for a laptop stand to prop my laptop up, my neck had been feeling a little wonky lately. anyways to cut a long story short, somewhere along the way i kind of got side-tracked, and i came home not just with the laptop stand, but also a 2gb ram chip for my laptop.
now imagine to my amazement everything just seemed to start happening at warp speed, on my computer that is. it's as if the thing has suddenly ingested some testes and decided to tear the internet apart. that's like saying i've got a jet-propelled elephant, a turbo-charged donkey. well maybe i do.
after a while the term "lag" simply wasn't in my vocabulary anymore, except maybe when accompanied by the prefix "jet" and then "-ged" at the rear to describe the feeling after about half an hour of surfing around the web. about time i say.
so boys and girls, why not give it a try. 3gb of ram in your computer might just spell lurv for your dusty old machines.
+listening to: get rhythm by johnny cash
Sunday, July 19
| american idol | |
i don't usually watch american idol. i find it... a bit uninteresting with all the hype and all. but somehow yesterday i came across a clip of the runner-up adam lambert's performance with kiss, and i was shell shocked.
if i had a mirror there i would have seen the shit-eating grin on my face, and simultaneously i was air-guitaring frantically in my room, at 2am in the morning. i haven't done that since i was 13.
and then i dug deeper, watched some more clips of him playing with slash, smokey robinson, queen and i was amazed. he looks like a emo kid on steroids but boy, he sounds like the most divine combination of axl rose plus steven tyler plus mick jagger, and all their good bits too. who the hell is this guy?
and he didn't win in the end? come on america. you're the dumbest lot i know.
+listening to: beth by kiss
Thursday, July 2
| urgh | |
this is kinda awkward, because i've never imagined that this would happen to me in my entire life, ever. sigh.
it's like 5 am in the morning, and... and i'm sitting here watching korean drama online. this particular one is called Autumn in My Heart (가을동화, 秋天的童话), which belongs in the same series as Winter Sonata (겨울연가, 冬季戀歌). and i suspect i might have shed a tear or two some time during the third episode. but it is only a niggling suspicion though, because i'm a man and thus i'm incapable of crying.
now do not be mistaken, i am no steve mcqueen either. for he is the type who possesses strong smoldering sexuality, the sort of man who could punch a horse to the ground while driving a mustang sideways through the streets of san francisco. i, on the other hand, much prefer to retain a healthy dose of sensitivity. i'd like to think that i'm the type who could get a lady's clothes off by playing chess.
it is hence in my firmest beliefs that all korean scriptwriters practice some form of dark arts, and that their sole purpose of existence is to harvest people's souls through the television screen. because as hard as i'd tried, some part of me knows that resistance is futile, because, to quote one of my favourite lines from the godfather, "just when i thought i was out... THEY PULLED ME BACK IN."
ok i gotta continue watching. someone's fate is hanging in the balance and if i don't watch this, i might have to resort to looking at clips of kittens coughing up hairballs on youtube for the rest of the week. and even that to me is only slightly more comforting than getting stabbed in the eye with a pencil. so for the sake of my health...
+listening to: nothing
Monday, June 29
| wth | |
the barbee doesn't smell too good when it's the smell of your own flesh burning. urgh. just came back from the hospital from having a small tumor removed from my thumb. now i'm just waiting for my thumb to fall off from the pain. it's gonna happen any minute now.
i never knew how important the thumb is. after this morning, i've been reduced to eating my dim sum with a spoon like a 5 year old because erm i don't have the ability to operate the chopsticks properly. and it's a thoroughly frustrating and embarrassing experience when you spend 10 minutes at the urinal trying to button your jeans because people give you that dirty look as though you're playing with yourself. but i refuse to give in to the temptation of zippers, for real men wear button-fly jeans. zippers are for 5 year olds. see the irony?
i guess i'll just have to live without it for a couple of weeks until the gaping hole in my thumb gets closed up. which means another 2 trips to the hospital this week to check on the progress. ah how i loathe hospitals: the nurse who applied the anesthesia told me it was going to hurt a little. so i thought, 'nah it's probably just a sting'. so she preceded to stick a giant needle in my thumb. up till this point i was still smiling, and that was until SHE EFFING PUSHED THE WHOLE EFFING NEEDLE INTO MY THUMB D: THE WHOLE THING! i could swear my thumb was falling off at that instant.
and the smell of burning flesh under a lazer. not pleasant at all. kinda smells like the stuff dentists use. meh. glad the ordeal is over. now off to fight that bitch of an infection that's just waiting to take my thumb away from me any one of these days now.
+listening to: nothing
Tuesday, June 23
| wrong place at the wrong time | |
image of the day:
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you know it's a rugby game when stadium security takes down pitch trespassers rugby-style.
dream theater's new album came out today: could not get my grubby meat hooks on one because erm wrong country.
transformers 2 is coming out tomorrow: not planning to watch it because it will be in chinese. again wrong country.
pfffttt...
+listening to: sweet home alabama by lynard skynard
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Thursday, June 11
| the cure for boredom is | |
island creamery... NOT
a couple of maniacs came up with the idea of going to island creamery for a spontaneous outing at roughly 9.20 pm. and 9.30 pm i was downstairs hitching a ride. and 9.45 we were all sitting down, chilling out and having scoops of lovely ice cream. the place closes at 10 btw.
it's kinda retarded, but fun too. all the hassle just for a couple scoops of ice cream. what an excuse to hang out. haha
all thanks to the enthusiasm of peiyi and yc, they inspired me to go. i wouldn't have gone otherwise. ha
+listening to: green thumb by tommy emmanuel
Monday, June 8
| carefree days | |
awesome text message from dad: "did you call me yesterday? because my phone shows you called but i didn't receive any calls from you."
erm... it's called a missed call for a reason -_-" it's just like the other time my dad sent me another awesome message right before a game: "good luck. i'll be proud of you if you win." does that mean if i lose the opposite is true?
i love my dad's unintentional sense of humor.
today would have been an awesome day if not for the building works going on BOTH upstairs and downstairs. we're in an economic recession for pete's sake, so stop wasting money on renovating and remodeling your houses! there are people out there starving!
i'm gonna need a pair of heavy duty ear muffs soon. i guess this is how an economic stimulus plan usually works: put a substantial sum of money in the hands of certain dumbass individuals so they can squander it away while the rest of us are forced to spend out of our own pockets to offset their stupidity.
+listening to: free fallin' by john mayer
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