Draw something.
I've had enough of those confession pages. I've been meaning to do a post on it for quite some time now, but laziness got the better of me. There are better things to do than writing a blog post after all. Like masturbating for example.
I don't get why people are such suckers for confession pages. It's not even remotely funny or juicy. Do you have to be a certified member/alumni of a certain school to make a "confession" of that school? I'm guessing the moderators don't ask for your credentials, and even if they do, who's to decide on the verity of your supposed confession?
Which is why I don't bother with such confession pages in the first place, because anyone can talk shit and have their words read and believed by you sheeple.
"Oh my friend was featured in a confession, time to disturb him about it because it must be true that someone really likes him woopwoop"
Meh.
Another infuriating thing about these pages is that in the off-chance that the confession is real, no one would ever know who is the one who did that confession. Let's say that I really like a girl, and I confessed over such a stupid page, and the girl read my confession to her over the website but she doesn't know who I am because duh, it's supposed to be anonymous. What then is the point in my confession since no one would know who is the perpetrator? I mean, she might feel freaked out that she's the target of someone's affections without knowing it herself. There's no difference between such a publicly anonymous confession and a pervert who goes around snapping pictures of unsuspecting people and then posting the pictures online.
If you really like someone that much, you'd have the balls to tell that person yourself. Keyboard warriors are lame. I try my best to be as fiery in person as I am on my blog, and let's be honest here, if a keyboard warrior were to confess over a confession page, he's not going to do that in real life (if not he'd just do it personally and never resort to confession pages).
These pages have to stop. They are disturbing my peace. I understand why everyone likes them, it's supposedly juicy, it brings back memories of their respective schools, they are reading it with the slight hope that they/their friends/someone they know will be featured because people on the Internet are normally people who have nothing better to do thus read confession pages.
Just stop. Go play Draw Something instead. It's addictive, I just tried it out. Instead of simply reading and accepting everything that is written by a random dude on a confession page, you could be guessing the word your friend is drawing out, thus exercising your brain. It trains your mental strength, this act of processing information rather than simply absorbing it. It also trains your common sense, something a lot of people on the Internet are lacking.
In other news, I cannot stand musicals. It might be due to the fact that I'm not the most artistic person around, but I cannot stand musicals made into films. I was really bored a few days back and I tried to watch Les Miserable (I have no idea how to type the shitty e with the apostrophe on top), but I gave up after 20 minutes. I mean, quite a few of my friends were raving about the movie being screened in Singapore, and I thought that that would mean it's really good, but 20 minutes into the fiasco my movie2k stopped buffering and I took it as a really welcome sign that I should cut my losses and end it there.
If I wanted to watch a production with actors who can only communicate by singing, I'd watch an actual musical at a fucking theatre. I wouldn't want to watch it on film. It's weird. I cannot reconcile these 2 very different methods of presentation, and I cannot stand the idea of fusing musicals with films. There are musical-films I can stomach though, like The Little Mermaid, or the other cartoon-musicals. Real humans walking around singing instead of talking? No thanks, and go away.
I was quite glad it stopped buffering. I don't like to give up on movies that I start watching because I'm like that, but I saw Anne Hathaway's prostitution scene so I guess I already got the movie highlights. Spoiler: She didn't show her tits. If you want her nude, go watch "Havoc". I was...surfing the net one day when I uhhhh came across a video of her more action-packed scenes on "Havoc". Mm..those beautiful globes.
-- 2/19/2013 08:34:00 PM
I know where your snake is going this lunar new year.
You don't feel the need to run for the bus because you don't feel that your time is important enough for you to make that dash. Your lethargy towards life causes you to saunter to the bus-stop without a care for your time, because you have a lot of that but nothing to do with it.
You switch on your computer the moment you get home--you want your computer to be updated fast, but you don't know what to do with your computer once it has completed the update. You leave the screen on and stone and wait and hope for someone to ask you out. In the meanwhile, no one would ask you out because you're forever late--you don't care enough about your time to care about others too. You're the centre of your universe, that much everyone is guilty of, but
And the cycle continues.
I'm breaking this cycle. I will run for my bus.
In other news, my father has gained greater mastery over his domain, and his expanding influence might encroach on mine. I am slightly worried, but I hope that the current infrastructure can withstand the additional pressure of him watching Youtube on his television.
I'm pretty sure I don't have fibre optic or whatever newfangled technology nonsense there is. Meh.
And I just passed my driving test. To be really honest I didn't expect myself to, I struck the kerb and the tester only made me do left turns all the way back to camp. It wasn't even a full test route. I was quite disheartened when he told me to go back, I thought I was a gone case for sure. He even made it sound really grave/serious when explaining my mistakes.
"So what do you think of your driving today?"
And after I listed out all my mistakes he was like "OK you're very humble I like that about you. You admit to your mistakes that's good."
And then "I passed you because you made all your safety checks and I don't want (I shit you not) to waste your talent."
I basically jizzed in my pants. My license costs 12 lessons of $42 each, coupled with 2 circuit lessons of $23 each. The test itself cost $200 or something. And enrollment with the instructor was $50, and add in the amount I have to pay to make my driving license, my whole learn-to-drive experience costs $850. Private instructor for the win.
I will drive my mum around more and make her trust me with her car <3 p="">
...then I won't have to chase buses anymore.
Happy Chinese New Year ! In other news, it's 6.30am. Once again I'm playing the see-who-sleeps-the-latest game, and my only competitor is myself.
无敌是寂寞的
I saw this on Facebook and I thought it's quite funny and definitely relevant to the current festive mood, so here it is ^^
Happy Chinese New Year to whoever is reading, hope you enjoy your boner (;
My snake went to my hands. Or rather, my hands went to my snake. I can't decide which order is less pathetic oops.
-- 2/10/2013 06:30:00 AM