L4D2 is too addictive.
Am I the only one who feels thoroughly slighted? I can't help but feel that way. I don't really give a shit about overseas programs, because I'm never really bothered about going overseas because I'm a lazy ass and I like to sleep at home instead of going to rural areas and slogging my guts off to build a library for less-privileged kids in less-developed countries.Yes, call me selfish, call me a Singaporean.
But that's not the point, I'm talking about how I'm feeling slighted. I don't remember such programs being limited to only people who are the 'elites'. I get this feeling that in other places they get to go to such overseas trips by class. Like, one entire class gets to go together.
There's no such concerted effort made.
I hate this feeling of being slighted, it's damaging to my pride. I may not look like it, being lazy and...lazy, but I do have a huge ego. I don't need to exercise the option, BUT I WANT IT TO BE THERE.
But I'm just being very biased here because I don't even know how it works--I never bothered to check because I couldn't be bothered.
It's just that seeing other people insanely happy, having nice, unforgettable memories, just makes me jealous and envy is a scary thing.
Talking about unforgettable memories reminds me of the Unforgettable date with Wang Shi Xian at Chinatown point at 2PM on Sunday. It's really refreshing to chase an 'idol' around thrice your age and when you have a huge age gap with most of his other fans. You never get to experience this often, because you don't normally chase after idols who are that old, or who are Hokkien singers.
You're probably busy catching concerts by classical people or by English rock bands/bands in general, because English pwns.
So yea. I even got a poster and his signature to prove that I 'been there done that'.
And now talking about 'been there done that' reminds me of status updates. OK, there's actually no link but I'm trying to fake one out, so let's take it as there's one. So, status updates on Facebook. It's really irritating, not to mention pointless though I just mentioned it, that 'X became a fan of Y'.
It's definitely OK to join groups, or become a fan of something, but there's no real point in doing that to state something right? Soon, you'd see that you're a fan of so many things that you get blur just trying to count the number of groups you're in.
Stop stating the obvious, we get it. Or at least I do, not sure about the general population since most people are dumb. But becoming a fan of 2012 before the movie is even released is dumb. Becoming a fan of it after it's released but you haven't watched it is also dumb. Becoming a fan of it after watching it is dumbest, BECAUSE WHAT'S THE POINT IN BECOMING A FAN OF A MOVIE AFTER YOU'VE WATCHED IT? Watch again? Or what, just trying to say 'I have good taste'?
Humans do not make sense.
Also, status updates are normally spammed by people. They start emo-ing: 'that girl I can never get', 'my dick is too small', 'my popped cherry'.
And then they expect people to talk to them about it because that's the whole point of having a status update anyway, it's, as its name suggests, updating people about their status. And their status has got to do with something that they just updated all their friends about, so in a way it's a silent(or loud, depending on how you look at it) call for help.
I've tried that several times, discreetly, but looking at the time, I guess I missed the peak hours of Facebook status update effectiveness(thus 'discreetly').
It's quite humiliating to put your life on a platter, or pixels, and hope that others pick up the message and act accordingly. Imagine a life like this:
I need a blowjob =\
Comments: Yea ok I'd give you one.
-date time blah blah blah blah blah-
Getting laid through Facebook spells epic phail.
Besides, why inform people of your status? No one gives a shit, you have no friends, no one has any. It's tiring to have friends. You don't need them anyway. Drop them.
And I was bloghopping when I came across a blog whose owner claimed to be 'unique'. I'd like to tell him/her straight in the face one big but pointless fact:
Unique--the moment you claim you are, you aren't.
I'm not unique.
What a random post. L4D2 is too addictive, I'm wasting too much money =\
-- 11/30/2009 03:04:00 AM
Slim Fit.
As any self-respecting TV-watcher(couch potato) would know, there are disturbing advertisements flying around, like Naughty G which I thought was some form of aphrodisiac(I had to check the dictionary to spell, don't laugh) until I came across one of those in 7-11 which carries the description of something along the lines of 'energy drink', though what type of energy it provides remains unclear.But whatever, that's not really the point there, because if you read post titles before the post itself you'd realize that I'm talking about a certain commercial from Slim Fit.
It features A receiving B as a guest to A's home, and both of them were wearing cleavage-revealing dresses. Quite understandable, seeing as women are always revealing their valleys when they are not at home, perhaps because they like the attention of men as the nature of men's eyes are chest-loving. It's even more understandable to cleavage-reveal at home because that makes their men happy. So the commercial makes sense up till now.
Then, A BRINGS A BOX OF BRA-S OUT. What the hell. I sure don't bring out my underwear when my friends visit, and say 'I grew out of them'. This really isn't a way to treat your guests, and as they say, never wash your dirty linens in public, so why put them on display in the first place? Slim Fit, is that what you're trying to teach the general public? To show off old brassieres just because you outgrew them?
Then the 2 of them start talking about how Slim Fit has helped them become more confident, more sexy, more feminine, etc etc. Understandable, but not necessary if you're with your friend right?
Humans and commercial advertisements are so weird.
There's another advertisement on what, Ion? It features 2 angmohs running around the whole place, with the guy chasing after the girl(duh, it's always for a blowjob) and the girl running away and teasing him and doing the Runescape raspberry emoticon. It's weird, because throughout the whole advertisement there are no other shoppers besides them. This doesn't happen in real life, because on average, there should be around at least 1k shoppers in just Plaza Singapura alone on an average day. So how could such a huge place(it's huge I suppose, never been there before) host only 2 angmohs? This is already one lapse in logic.
Then,
why are they allowed to run around the whole place?
Since young(in school), we've been taught not to run along corridors. Common sense then tells us that we shouldn't do that because of safety reasons--what if, WHAT IF we bump into someone?
Are angmohs that privileged as to be able to run around without giving a fuck about other peoples' safety? Just because most angmohs are foreign talents doesn't mean that their children are geniuses, and even if they are geniuses they are supposed to have common sense.
What kind of advertisement is this man, it's like telling people to run around as much as you want just because you are rich, influential, and have a big dick.
Eh wait this means I can run around. No wonder I always do that, because shopping malls allow big-dick people to run around, and I always feel empowered to run around because I HAVE A BIG DICK.
But what the hell man.
And why angmohs?! Why use angmohs for a shopping mall advertisement? Is it because they are richer than the average Singaporean? Is it because Singaporeans are a disgrace, so much that they should be put at the sidelines as shopkeepers and not as customers? Not that being a shopkeeper is disgraceful, but that shopkeepers are generally not the main focus of a shopping mall advertisement.
So why are angmohs the main focus of a shopping mall advertisement?
Oh wait, but just because they are angmohs doesn't mean that they are not Singaporeans right?
That's still not the main point. Why are they using such a small population to represent Singapore shoppers as a whole?
Does this constitute to inciting hate?
BAH. Advertisements.
-- 11/29/2009 01:12:00 AM
Happy birthday(:
I'm quite shure my teacher just came back from Mt. Ophir. Meaning Miss Chow. Saw her status update on Facebook and it just...reminded me of the times. And when juxtaposed to the current situation, the memories seem pretty faded and rather irrelevant because those were very happy times.
I don't remember much about climbing the mountain itself because it was rather monotonous, everyone doing their own stuff climbing, getting tired, nearly getting lost, lagging, etc. I remember a certain sinneD person sticking close to PN and BY, probably to suck up or something. I remember being labelled 'Ophir三个gay' because ZF, BW and I were wearing the same clothes and pants, namely Ophir shirt and Cat High PE pants.
I remember having to bathe in the cold river where we set up our camp, and being one of the first few people to freeze because of my balls to enter the water.
And I remember a fish biting my hand when I was refilling my water bottle.
And I remember having to run away from the summit shortly after getting there because there were thunderclouds or so they say.
And I remember getting back to civilization and raping everyone and buying Jolly Shandy and thinking that we're doing something rather 'crazy' because it was an 'alcoholic' drink, and making a lot of noise at the hotel so much that our then senior had to tell us to shut up, and...yea.
OK this is a very random post. It's just that I went to 7-11 just now and saw Jolly Shandy and was revisited by that status update and reminded of the stupid fucking email sent to me to remind me that I didn't go for the Lifeskills program and that parent's letter needs to be handed in.
I've never been so slighted before, probably because I've never missed a thing my ex-schools told me to do.
And yet when all is said and done everything remains only in your memories and you can't re-live them and relieving them does not fucking help you with your current life.
I really...BAH. Yet flaming is not a way out and doing nothing and everything would be the same, things won't change.
But on a lighter note I had quite some fun today, crashing 32/09's class outing to Compass Point and raping WS and fooling around -for around like what 4hours?- before having supper with a birthday girl, so
Happy birthday(:
-- 11/26/2009 01:30:00 AM
LEGALIZE LOANSHARKING.
Most people use Facebook, and because the users of Facebook do not have to undergo any proficiency or intelligent tests, creators of applications don't give a shit about what they create because there'd definitely be someone to lap up all that shit.Like all the weird random socialinterview questions or the like.
I mean, it's more 'OK'(note that it's not completely OK still) for a friend who knows you to ask random questions like 'If you were to give Alastair Zoey Lee an award, what would it be?' and have a reply that goes something like 'Most horny man', 'Hairy Chinese man', and 'Best Pokemon breeder', I mean I'd probably be a bit tickled (though I already know them myself because I know myself very well), rather than to have an answer that goes:
ummmmmmmmmmmmmm. don't know :D
Like wtf? If you don't know what to give then don't even bother? It really shows how trigger-happy kids of this generation are. Their thought process is this:
'oh wow i don't know how to answer but it seems like an interesting question so just ask lor never mind one make my presence known'
But of course, that's provided they have thought processes, and note the lack of punctuations and capitalizations because unique people always type like that.
There you have it. I hate it when people talk for the sake of talking. Come to think of it, I hate to talk. It's tiring, and I prefer to have the contents of my buccal cavity remain stationary. It's much easier to do things that way unless you're giving a blowjob. OK I'm sidetracking.
Trigger-happy kids always do random stuff like that without thinking of any further repercussions their actions(ie talking through socialinterview) has on their life. Imagine a Facebook wall page that's only spammed by random chatbots, how does that sound?
Speaking about trigger-happy and reckless people who don't bother about the consequences of their actions reminds me of the recent (attempts to) crackdown on loan sharks.
If I lend CX money, I'd want my money back + lunch or a meal. That's like returning me the favour I did to him when I lent him my money, because it's not always easy to get a loan. "When you gain a debtor you lose a friend" was what someone important in Singapore said before, but I forgot who was it. But anyway the point is there.
So what does one do normally? Return the money of course, and perhaps treat the loaner lunch.
It happens all the time in reel, so it makes sense that it really happens too.
But isn't 'favour' just an euphemism for 'interest'? Interest as in the interest rates that interest. SO basically it's like I loan CX money, CX returns me the money + interest.
Sounds like loan shark? Guess so. What's different about loan sharks is the interest rate, which is around what 20% or something.
Check it out with credit (card)companies. It's 20% too. Or 25%, I can't remember.
Does that make said companies 'loan sharks'?
No, so what's really wrong with loan sharks? They set up business, and people go to them.
If you cut off the demand the supply would just disappear. The ahlongs would just move on in life and earn money through other ways.
SO WHY ARE WE CATCHING LOAN SHARKS?
Seriously, you attempt to hunt down the 'kingpins', making yourselves look like some dumb fuck along the way because it'd take a long time and there's a rape happening but you couldn't stop it because you were busy hunting for thugs and runners that can't provide any shit information.
People flock to loan sharks because they need quick money. "Decisions are for you to make, consequences are not for you to decide" was what my uncle told me once, and it made sense. It still does. So if these people are reckless enough to ask for trouble by getting loans from loan sharks, why protect them?
I think that the people borrowing money from loan sharks should be prosecuted. They are perpetuating the business of loan sharks and threatening the safety of their neighbours. Is it fair? Just because you borrowed money from an illegal party doesn't mean that you don't have to pay.
We are doing it all wrong. So what if the people being hounded by loan sharks are left with nothing to fall back on? Like, the triads are after them and so are the police, what should they do? Death seems like the only option.
But they forced themselves there didn't they?
Which reminds me. When I was young, I visited Malaysia quite often. I'd have this random thought of earning quick bucks. How?
Step 1: Procure some form of IC, or steal or use parents.
Step 2: Visit a loan shark and borrow like 50K from him. Loan sharks don't work with collateral (I think).
Step 3: Flee the country, because the influence of the loan shark would theoretically be weaker in Singapore than in Malaysia.
Borrow money, AND RUN AWAY WITHOUT PAYING. That's what I thought was a a clever way to earn money, until I learn about morals. Even I as a 7year old kid knew that if I could somehow borrow money and not return it, I'd get richer.
So, IS IT FAIR FOR THE LOAN SHARKS? They are helping the people in need with money, but if the beneficiaries default on payment, the loan sharks which are also hounded by the police would lose their money.
But they are still citizens of Singapore right?
Why not legalize loan sharks? This way the government can keep tabs on them and they won't have to use extreme measures to get back THEIR OWN MONEY.
People who owe loan sharks money don't have a legal obligation to make payments to loan sharks, so loan sharks do what they want because they might be like insecure and zam first. But the moral obligation is still there.
Humans never fail to disappoint me. Hiding behind whatever can protect them (law) just because they can, to evade moral concerns.
-- 11/25/2009 01:34:00 AM
Bilingualism is possible.
I was rather pissed off by today's newspapers. After 3 months of letting it lie fallow in the hopes of getting less-bullshitty news, they had the nerve to put in 'Forums', or whatever it is they call the letter-discussion thingy.I cannot begin to understand how people can hate Chinese. Shure, it sounds hypocritical of me to say that since I'm typing in English most of the time but right now I'm listening to 他夏了夏天 by 蘇打綠 so I guess that says at least a bit of the language of songs I'm inclined to listen.
There was this letter which wrote about how PSLE and the emphasis on subjects ends up making students leave the country to source for better options because they can't do well with their languages. But really,
it's just PSLE. It determines what school you get into, so most people get into neighbourhood schools anyway so why bother? There's nothing wrong with neighbourhood schools you damned elitists, parents always go like 'Reputable school or nothing, I'm moving out of Singapore', but in reality hardly anyone can move at such whim or fancy because it's a hassle and probably sexpensive. No, that's not the point. The point is that what the person who wrote the letter was saying
is completely irrelevant.
Not many people can move at whim or fancy because their child didn't do well for Chinese/English FOR PSLE WTF. It's just PSLE and if you can't handle your languages how are you going to even communicated with your friends?
A: 'Hi'
B: 'Uh? Hi?'
A: 'I'm Alastair'
B: 'Hi?'
A: 'So what's your name?'
B: 'Hi?'
Scrap that, how do you even begin to make sense if you're only able to think thoughts? No one has a telekinetic link to your brain and living in your own microcosm of an existence doesn't benefit you in Life, so it's consperm + chop that for a well-rounded education, emphasis must be placed on language.
Imagine a Singapore of women wearing their office-things and pointing and grunting and not understanding that their boss wants a blowjob.
This must not happen(because I'm the boss).
So what's wrong with people these days?
Kids + protective parents = pampered + useless kids.
My father told me a few weeks back:
'In the past, when the teacher calls to meet parents, parents straightaway whack their children because teachers are always correct.
Now, parents argue with their child's teachers because their child is always correct in their eyes.'
or something along those lines.
Isn't that true? Because kids these days think that they have an opinion and a right to their opinions, they don't give a shit about others because once you have your own opinion you stick by it and think that other opinions and thus other people are less important than yours. That's why I'm such a prideful man, because I think many thoughts, am deep/profound/sophisticated, and thus have many opinions that I'd stick to.
OK that was off-topic.
So first, kids are given a right to their opinions. Then, kids are in English-speaking families. They are foreign to Chinese despite being Chinese themselves so they hate learning Chinese.
OK, Chinese is definitely much harder to write than English and I remember I didn't like writing my name that much because 毅 was damn tough a word for me at that time.
Then I realized that there were names much harder to write than that. Consider: 璘
But that still isn't an excuse to not learn Chinese. What about: Why can't you learn Chinese?
Bilingualism isn't that hard. I can't say that I've achieved it because I lack in the written form but I can say that I never hated Chinese when I was learning it.
It was just another subject, in a different language other than the English medium, and if others can do it why can't I?
Saying that your child is 'psychologically not suitable to learn Chinese' or something along those lines is just bullshit. It's an excuse for 'laziness' and again, the protectiveness of parents.
What's the education system coming to? I prefer rigid. Rigid means no exceptions. No exceptions means uniformity. Uniformity means education.
Consider this:
Chinese kid: My mother tongue is Chinese.
Failure Chinese kid: My mother tongue is -French/Portugese/German/Japanese/American.
Chinese kid: Wow.
Failure Chinese kid: I am so unique, I am better than you who have to take Chinese as your mother tongue.
Chinese kid: How did you change your mother tongue?
Failure Chinese kid: I went to take a psychology test and they allowed me to take a mother tongue other than Chinese.
Chinese kid: Wow. Ima do that too.
Then who would be left to take Chinese?
-- 11/24/2009 01:47:00 AM
L8D<--no that's not an emoticon.
This is pretty much what I'd be talking about in this post:
So we had Bio from 9-10.30 on Friday, before rushing to Raiders for a quick session of DotA(quickie).
While we were waiting for the slow cashier/person-who-collects-EZ-link-cards to collect our (as his namesake) EZ-link cards, we noticed the difference in graphics and unfamiliarity of the scenes of a zombie-busting game.
It must be it. But instead of drum-rolls, it created many ripples of sexcitement akin to minor orgasms. OK, it was minor orgasms. I was more than willing to cut the crap out of DotA because I'd much rather play L4D2, but heck I'm a social animal so I played with them.
Then all too soon we had to leave for a second round of Bio(quite loserish right?) and I was more or less zoned out because I wanted to try out the melee weapons and new characters and have more minor orgasms because such sensual and happy moments are getting rare in present society.
So during Bio I was fighting a tough battle. I watched a movie alone once, and I was thinking of doing the same--except that it'd be a LAN session with those overwhelming zombies. Alone.
And that I did. The itch was too overwhelming, I just had to try it out. It was a hassle getting here and there because I got lost quite a few times and it was damn retarded when the AI(I was the only human survivor, the other 3 were AIs and coincidentally all males) wouldn't help me throw the kerosene to the first floor so that I could refuel the car quickly and escape from that shitty shopping centre. I tried and failed many times. AI is retarded.
Compiled below is a list of things I've learnt from L4D2:
1) Women are able to wield axes and katanas and chainsaws as effectively and deadly as men are despite obvious physical disadvantages and lack of training in such weapons.
2) Chargers are quite overrated. You can kill them before they get to you. Alone. Provided you have ammo and are looking at the right direction.
3) You can kill zombies with frying pans and guitars. I haven't actually used them yet but they say it's possible so it is.
4) AI characters are retarded. I had to run out of a place with Cola to fuel up some stuff and I thought I could rely on the AI to do it for me but no, they couldn't even provide enough cover for me to run safely.
5) Chainsaws run out of batteries.
No joke, I was stoning there and using the chainsaw like free when I saw a bar on the chainsaw icon decreasing in length and I was wondering 'Wtf?' when it burnt out and I dropped the chainsaw. It was a 'Huh?' moment but then they gave the notification that 'Run out of batteries' or something.
Can't wait to try out 'Realism' mode with friends. That'd mean you won't respawn, you can only be revived with a defibrillator kit. You really see it around, it's a bit freaky, you can find stuff like that in the lift. Also, the blue outline of a friendly character would be removed, SO IF YOU GET LOST YOU'RE DEAD.
I got lost often.
OMG I WANT TO PLAY ARGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
AND I WANT MY ZOEY BACK I DON'T WANT ROCHELLE.
Here's a poll, would you prefer:
Or this? Look at the woman, duh:
Ctrl+wheel to zoom in for a more pixellated version of her face. Not complaining.
Here's a completely random picture, I think it might be a real human acting as her but still:
I want to sink my teeth into her soft flesh and remove that M16. And that characteristic red jacket. And that characteristic pair of jeans, which isn't that characteristic when you put into consideration how plain jeans are. And whatever lies beneath both apparels. ((((((((((((:
The itch is coming back again.
-- 11/21/2009 12:53:00 AM
AdultFriendFinder
So my friend was talking to me about his friend who got laid through Adultfriendfinder or something, and he told me to join him because it's damn fun. This is an extract from that conversation with him, starting with my refusal to join him in his sexcapades:李毅韦: Pokemon breeds fast. says:
don't want, later my cherry tio pop how =\
fai. Wohohohoho Smallville. says:
cherry tio popped ur ass
guys lose their virginity when they masturbate?
not like there's anything else left to unlock
李毅韦: Pokemon breeds fast. says:
lololol
sounds like game like that
unlock
So as things are, I'm very tempted to join and be a man to my manhood.
No..not really.
-- 11/17/2009 02:19:00 AM
Bluff one lah.
Been a rather eventful week, what with OP and skipping of school on Thursday because I thought it was OP day for others and thus no lessons.Ooops. Life.
And then there's the BBQs. First it was bowling BBQ at Grace's condo. Don't really know her well, but yea, it's a BBQ and I'm just attending because I'm not a sociopath.
I went swimming halfway through in my PE attire and it was damn cold seeing as it rained beforehand and I was cursing myself and stupidity and my tendency to do stupid things but thank the fire.
So..yea.
That was Friday.
Then on Saturday, we had class BBQ which wasn't that classy considering the fact that it wasn't the whole class but more or less so oh well. It was quite fun but I fell asleep on the function room table. I tend to sleep around a lot =\
So yea, and Chef Tan's cooking was good, so we gave him a birthday cake because he deserved it. OK it wasn't for him alone but oh well.
OK so random.
Sometimes I wonder if that relationship is true. I thought it weird that you liked one person for so long, but that's fine, I mean, yea. But then suddenly you're in love with another? It's weird, I really don't understand how you work. And why are you still so like that even though you already have one?
Is it because the relationship isn't real? Is it because you're just treating that person like a last resort out of your drought of love? I don't get how that match was clapped up so suddenly, and I can't see how the relationship would last, and I somehow don't see happiness in your eyes, not that I'm trying to observe them in the first place but the lack of happiness is staring right into me. I don't understand a lot, and I really think that you're just grabbing for the sake of grabbing, because that's your last resort.
Why not start by being honest with yourself? Don't waste your time and emotional efforts along with your victim.
Or maybe I'm just thinking too much. Bah.
The inactivity of holidays just gives me a lot of time to cool off, to think things through, and more often than not I don't come out of it as a better man or anything along those lines, I just...never mind.
To another you. You claimed to know the loneliness of the night, to enjoy it, to be consumed by it. But I've never seen you online when I am, and I'm sometimes online till 5. The birds start crowing and chirping and making noise at around 4.30am, and I'd always be left thinking: Are you experiencing this at your side of Singapore? Or are you just lying?
I like being online late. It gives you a chance to know other people better. Like, if I were online late and there's a friend of mine whom I don't really talk to who is also online late, and his/her personal message/nickname sounds a bit off, you have a topic to talk about and at night, all inhibitions are lowered. Seriously. You feel more at ease to talk about stuff because you're probably tired to think about the repercussions, so like I said, you get to know other people better.
That's probably the reason why I'm always online late, because I'm seeking a chance. But for tonight it's because I want to use my energy pack but I want to level up first.
So anyway, I always feel slighted, as if I was holding onto a promise that was not fulfilled. There was no promise from you to be online late anyway, but I've always thought that you would be. I'm normally mistaken of course, and I get used to it. But when the birds chirp for the morning I always get a bit disappointed as I prepare to go to bed--Where are you? Not that I need to talk to you, but that I need to feel the presence of someone else like me.
My posts are getting really substandard and I should do something to brush them up but I really have nothing better to blog about because my thoughts are getting really private(parts).
Travian's ending soon, and I'm quite glad this intrusion into my life is ending soon. I get my life back, I don't have to wake up at weird hours to send attacks, etc.
My life is coming back.
-- 11/16/2009 12:42:00 AM
Back of your mind.
There are times when you get very affected by inconsequential things, and it's embarrassing to tell people why you're affected in the first place because the 'inconsequential' thing happens to be really inconsequential in nature, like1) Finding out that there's no more toilet paper only after you're done in a public toilet.
2) Realizing that your friend has made you an April Fool joke.
You're not supposed to take either case seriously, because the nature of jokes isn't to be taken seriously, and although you're quite disturbed by the fact that you've been made a fool, you're not supposed to show it because they didn't mean for it to be that way and you don't want to be a spoilsport.
Or perhaps you don't show it because you're supposed to be a matured individual capable of brushing failed sexperiences aside and not bothering with them and moving on as time passes.
But there are times when these failed sexperiences comes back to haunt you in a variety of ways, and you realize that you're powerless to stop being highly-affected even though you're supposed to have moved on in life. You do not understand why you're behaving or feeling this way, and even if you do, you don't know what to do with your emotions and behaviour.
Then, because it's an embarrassing thing, you act like it's not affecting you although it would affect anyone else of a similar predicament, because you're supposed to be 'matured' and an open admission of being affected isn't too healthy for your matured image.
So you resort to going about life as usual, talking on MSN, playing Mafia Wars and Travian, and being as active as you are previously, but you know that there's no one out of the 95 people online on your MSN that you can share this secret with, because it's embarrassing and because secrets are not meant to be shared.
Then you try to move on and get over this sudden hounding of the past failed sexperience by doing other stuff because what you're doing, the normal stuff, doesn't work--acting normal doesn't make you normal.
But you really don't know what to do, so you make some noise about it and throw it to the back of your mind and hope it doesn't hound you. As long as you don't observe and don't visit, well, out of sight out of mind, but
it's still at the back of your mind.
-- 11/10/2009 11:27:00 PM
Hi.<--loser.
Hi.That's a very common way of starting conversations. But what's the significance of that simple greeting?
More importantly, is it really needed?
Looking back all my conversation histories, I've decided for myself that to the people I'm rather close to/am comfortable with talking to, I don't use 'Hi'. I jump straight to the topic.
Scenario 1: Facebook. If I read some emo-status, I don't write on that person's wall nor comment on the post. I go straight to that person on MSN and go
Why so emo?
There's no need to mince over words. I don't like to waste my time trying to be extra-tactful with my friends, because I'm normally quite tactful(self-proclaimed), so I think I'm quite blunt(self-proclaimed). I mean, why bother to go like
A: Hi
B: Hi
A: Um..wasuup?
B: Uhh what talking you?
A: Norh..your Facebook status
B: Huh? Which one?
A: Norh, that one lor. *copy pastes*
A: Aye, why so emo? =\
B: Aye, nothing much lah. =\
A+B: *A probes and B relents*
as opposed to
A: Eh why so emo?
B: Aye, nothing much lah. =\
A+B: *A probes and B relents*
Being direct saves pixels(and memory space because I keep my chat log). So why not? This is another way of saying 'Aiya everyone brother we don't beat about the bush get straight to the point tell me what happened.'
Otherwise known as: 开门见山.
So now I've cited 'Unfamiliarity' as a reason for why greetings such as 'Hi' are used. But there are a few more reasons why one would have to use such greetings, one of which is the broaching difficult topics.
Introduction of characters
A: Sucks at studies.
B: Great at studies.
A: Hi.
B: ?
A: Um, can you help me with something?
B: *cusses behind the computer screen* um..ok (:
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A: Teach me maths.
So in this case, A wasn't that comfortable with starting off the topic immediately, because of a lack of confidence. Perhaps A thinks that by greeting B, he can soften the immediacy of the impact A's request would be on B. Because when you go like 'can you help me with something?', B would be given the chance to brace himself for impact, as evident from the cussing.
So yea, greetings is a special form of warning.
Consider this, using the same characters in the same scenario.
A: Eh free tomorrow go study together?
B: Uh. Anything.
Which one's better? Not too sure.
And really, is there a need to say 'Hi' on MSN? I mean, when you sign in, you're telling everyone whose status is available that you're online, and ready for chat. That alert you give to people who are ready to chat is itself a 'Hi', like 'Hi I'm online now, (;' kind of 'Hi'. So if you login and initiate conversations, it's quite a loserish thing, that just means that you have said 'Hi' twice to the recipient. That's why I hate initiating conversations, other peoples' desire to seek an audience with me should be stronger than my crave for their attention.
When this tilts to the other persons' favour, meaning the person's desire to seek an audience with me is lower than my high cravings for attention of that person, I FEEL INSECURE. I don't like that crave for attention from anyone. Really >(
BAH. BAHHHHHHHHHH I shall evolve(or devolve) into a tank and kill all the survivors >(ok no link)
What other times do you greet for? I don't really know. It's quite a random post, I kinda came up with it while defecating in the toilet. It's kinda daily-life and thus struck a chord with me and I'd like to share with people what I feel when I shit rather than when I puke. So...yea.
Oh and to the person who blocked me, I think you should still be reading this so unblock me, it's getting boring.
And there are times when you keep checking a site hoping for a miracle, not knowing that the soul has moved on to greener pastures making visitors to that site look like an idiot. I keep looking like an idiot, I don't know why and I hope it doesn't run in the blood because I don't want my kids to have it in the future.
-- 11/07/2009 11:04:00 PM
Food waster.
I never liked puking. It's a waste of food and I hate wasting food because food is meant to be eaten and not wasted. I mean that's what food is for, like how life is meant to be lived and not wasted so I hate wasting life but I end up wasting it anyway so I'd like to save up and make useful what's meant to be made useful such as food.That's why I hate puking. <--sounds like Ikea right?
So it was a terrible night I don't know why but it was with a bloated stomach and I hate having my stomach bloated because that's not what stomachs should feel like so I didn't like it much but I didn't really have a choice because like my life which is being unintentionally wasted I don't have a choice to stop my stomach from being bloated. So I decided 'Fuck I'm gonna puke', and so I did. I'm glad I'm well-versed in the fine arts of puking, so after stoning at the basin for awhile, the short, not-so-melodious sound of chyme-hitting-the-basin resonated throughout the kitchen. The vile smell wasn't artistic and definitely not pleasurable so I washed everything down and went to sleep thinking that the worst was over because I did feel relieved.
But no, to my horror I woke up with some general aching throughout my body and culminated in a form of even-more-bloatedness on Friday morning, so I told Hui Ting that I CMI for school. Then I was reminded that it was Mrs Chng's last day of school, and how could she leave school without my best wishes? So I wrote a letter(in Chinese just to piss her off), went to the doctor to get an MC because I only wanted to get to school solely for her, and forged ahead on the bus.
Poor me on the bus alone sick and tired and wanting to waste even more food even though there's no more food left in me.
It was quite fun though, saying bye to her =\
Bye Mrs Chng.
Seeya around (:
And I kinda thought about why a blow to the balls hurt like hell. I remember Ms Saras(bio cher for the ignorant) talking about how the balls contract in the face of physical threat(but slowly), so it's not much of use. I mean a kick is so much faster than a slow, slight retraction of your gonads, so...yea. But the idea is there. Commendable balls. Moral of the story: lots of nerve cells there I guess. Just anyhow zam one.
And the balls are always hanging around below the abdomen because they can't create sperms due to abdominal heat or something right? They can only be produced at a temperature lower than that of abdominal heat or something, can't really remember, but yea, the idea is there. So there you have it, balls are always sensitive to heat changes and always hangs around ready for action. So the point is: a lot of nerves there.
Nerves + impact = not healthy --> fucking painful.
I haven't gotten to the main point yet.
Guys, when you're down with fever check your balls out. They'd probably be hanging lower than ever, a sure sign of high internal temperature. Notice how the body always keeps the sperm production going even when you're sick? Marvellous, that's why I'm always operationally-ready.
And check another thing out, when you're swimming in cold water, your balls contract. They get closer to your abdomen and keeps warm. Lovely gonads.
OK moral of the story? When your balls are hanging lowly you're probably sick.
Scrap that, when you have balls you're probably sick anyway.
On a completely different note, my cousin just added me on MSN, and the email address had her date of birth: 2001.
Wow. An after-millennium baby. I'M SO OLD.
-- 11/01/2009 01:08:00 PM