Pixellated world.
I was at my mum's office just now, stoning as usual. OK I was supposed to be studying SS but apparently it didn't work out as fine as I thought it would. One of the reasons is the Song. Refer below.
I just didn't have the mood to. Don't know why. Then I felt like I was suffering from split personality, and I felt like blogging in the split-personality style.
You know my blog skin is white right? I was contemplating blogging in black and white, with black being happy and cheery and crappy and ego and normal and stuff, while blogging in white with an unfamiliar tone, you know, the depressed, ego-less, suicidal(no, I never contemplate suicide =.=), ranting, emotional, low self-esteem way.
Sounds like an impossible feat. Oh well, forget it. No need to check if you were intending to. I realized that my life's on a platter, and that if I need to use pixels to get my point across, I'm living a sad life.
Have you ever wondered how much technology has influenced lives? I mean, people are falling in love with other humans when they don't even know each other personally.
I find it disturbing that people actually have to use pixels to express their love and affection for somebody else.
I find it even more disturbing that that's the only way.
Technology in communications has influenced us in so many ways that we don't know how to write letters, how to tell someone in the face that he/she/it likes him/her/it. Why?
Because it's easier to tell someone something behind the walls of pixels. I think that living in this pixellated world is very painful. I mean, look at this, I'm typing in actual solid keyboard and omfg words actually appear on the screen, and everyone who is interested actually has the power to read this piece of crap that I just typed.
Now, no one cares about talking to their friends, because they don't have to.
Concerned person: Eh what happened to you?
Person receiving the concern: Refer to my blog.
In the pixellated world, there is no warmth. There is nothing substantial about a blob of shit projected by your computer screen. There is no personal touch to antyhing. There is no need to talk.
People argue that it breaks down all barriers, especially for the handicapped, but I think that it's getting to be too integral an aspect of our life.
Such is life in the 21st century. Uh. This is the 21st century, right?
There are 'virtual assets'.
I mean, I think that this blog is considered my 'asset', considering the amount of time I pump into this shit just to blog and shit like that.
I deem my Runescape account as an asset, because of the hours invested and electricity bill spammed on it.
But are these things actually substantial? Can I actually write them down as my resume? Do they have any practical use?
I don't know wor. But shit happens and I'm still wasting my time shitting here.
See? Another shit-dump technology bestowed upon us.
OK I had this Runescape girlfriend, who supposedly lives in Israel. I didn't appear online for a long time on Runescape because of the O's(heh it made me go submarine-like).
There's this clan chat function in Runescape, and I used to have a star in her clan chat because I was a general there.
Now, when I check, I don't have any fucking symbol. There's only a blank, which means that she deleted me.
Such is life in Runescape. I remember doing something effing romantic, like, popping her a diamond ring months back. I told her to meet me at the duel arena, and I'd be there in awhile. Then I went to mine a gold ore, smelt it into a bar, bought a ring mould, took a cut diamond from my bank, and made a diamond ring before meeting her.
She just went 'Omg!!'
Well, I can't say definitely that she's a female, but she sure sounded like one.
I think males do stupid stuff for the females they like all the time.
Look at peacocks. They strut their shitty feathers in front of the females they wish to mate. That's foreplay, but it's still a 'stupid stuff'.
Look at antelopes. I don't even know whether I spelt it correctly. See, what a stupid name. Anyway, the males wrestle to determine who gets to mate with who. Isn't that stupid?
Look at humans. They can do stupid stuff like this:
Of course, that's just an online comic series, but still, I'm sure a stupid guy out there is doing such a stupid thing.
I know of a stupid guy who stayed up before the E. maths O level paper because 'She was online'.
It's not that they were even talking. I mean, I understand if he was talking to her and waiting for her to go offline. I mean, at least that wait would be more worthwhile.
But no, they weren't even talking. I seriously doubt the sanity of that person in question here. I think he's being damn stupid. =.=
Why am I suaning myself?
Seriously very disappointed in humanity.
Oh yea, here's a song that has several effects on me:
1) It makes me stop everything I'm doing. Last time, when I still had to practise maths, I might listen to songs on my phone. When I hear this one, I'd put down my pen. I'd stop everything. Just to listen.
2) OK the point above isn't that rare, many songs has that effect on me. But I'd replay this song, simply because I love it. Or maybe I wanted to elongate the self-imposed 'rest-time', but that's not exactly the point. I won't replay the other songs.
3) It got beautiful lyrics. I blogged about this before, but efffff, I can't resist blogging about it again. =.=
4) Related.
Once again, I don't really see how the MV relates to the song, but who cares? It's the song that matters.
And here's another one, just because I'm random.
Not that I'm feeling sucky. =.=
Well, Campus Superstar coming. Who going? Who interested in going? Who can go? Who can actually get past their nerves and vocals and the audition?
It's daunting. I had this weird vision, many years back, of myself singing to thousands of people and achieving fame and shit like that. Reason behind the singing? For the special someone of that era.
How many eras has it been?
But now, no. I mean, I don't have the balls. BLP. Bleh.
It shure would be fun to go there see see. I mean, there would be cute girls and stuff like that.
Sounds tasty. I'm salivating already.
Heh. Erection in progress.
-- 11/01/2008 11:54:00 PM