the contradiction

HEY HEY HEY

2010-08-03T21:05:00.001+08:00

I guess I've moved again. Technically, I moved.

But I was so lazy I did not publish it.

Tsk, http://michquek.wordpress.com

Malacca again!

2010-04-09T21:34:00.003+08:00

Dad says that he wants to go up to Malacca again. Despite his grumblings about the long distance he has to drive. He is convinced that he knows all the roads and can make it there in a shorter time.

Funny thing was, just right after he announced this, and his conclusion to ask my Aunt along this time round, the news came on with 2 people down with H1N1 in Malacca itself!

He groaned and wondered if Aunt would worry. She didn't! :D

And so, bye people, I am going off!

hey ho!

2010-04-06T17:07:00.001+08:00

I is haz got blog.

2010

2010-01-04T14:16:00.002+08:00

First post in here for 2010. Oh glorious 2010.

No new year resolutions because I'm happy where I am now.
I just hope that I would not become jaded as time goes by. It's getting harder and harder.

2009-12-22T22:10:00.002+08:00

Just dropping a note, so this won't seem too out of date. Dad drove us all the way up to Malacca. Without a map and things like that but still managed to find A'Famosa.

It was fun, but to me it's like JB. Only newer streets. And one big Jusco slated to open 2 days prior to our arrival exploded (gas leak). Never opened in time for our departure.

Dad says he'll never want to drive up there again. (It's tiring, he says)

But instead, he wants to go KL the next time. (Twice the distance!)

Hmm

2009-12-11T20:30:00.002+08:00

I'm considering to make this blog private and stuff, because I don't really blog much anymore and I doubt that people would've time to come and leave a tag, see how I'm doing and stuff.

I keep in touch with the people I want to besides blogging because its more effective and efficent that way.

Or maybe I should just leave it alone. (Easy way out.)

Busy as hell

2009-12-09T08:54:00.002+08:00

No time to think about what to blog, much less blog, freedom is a few submissions away, and unfortunately submissions are to be caded and photoshopped only. Oh bother.

HBD

2009-11-27T10:48:00.003+08:00

Happy Birthday Vin!

hope you have many happy

days ahead of you.

I'll be there

2009-11-25T08:30:00.002+08:00

I feel like saying, Babes, if you need someone, just let me know because I'll be there. BUT I CAN'T D:

I'm still hard to reach.

2009-11-23T20:57:00.002+08:00

My mum probably more or less succeeded in her aims. Since young, I am a book lover, books to me probably is how smokers are to nicotine.

Books interests me, and makes an addict out of me.

Never regretted continuing the addiction, and I have to thank my mum for it.

Like what the say. Mothers are the best.

KYR

2009-11-13T15:47:00.002+08:00

I slipped and fell on my way out of school today.

First thing I thought: DAMN THE ARCHITECT LAH. UTTER DAMNATION. CHOOSE THESE TILES FOR WHAT, AND WHY CAN RAINWATER GET IN?! DAMN YOU DAMN YOU.

Note to self- Tread lightly next time.

It just hurts

2009-11-12T11:31:00.002+08:00

I feel emo today. It doesn't help that I know emo-ers slit wrists and I've penknives lying around.

NAH!

I'm too afraid of my own blood.

Treasures

2009-11-11T16:25:00.002+08:00

It's always hard to notice the little cogs and gears that runs your life smoothly.

Only when they break down then we notice how much does that little cog affects the rest of your gears.

Nothing hurts me more to see a rusting cog going to give up, and yet nothing was done to maintain it and keep it going on.

&because I can't help mine until it's too late doesn't mean it's going to stop me from helping yours.

If I give up

2009-11-08T22:14:00.002+08:00

I don't think I'll ever make a great architect in my lifetime unless I have a radical change in my thinking and style. My habits and thinking is what affects my designs.

But one thing is for sure. I don't think I would live in my designs.

Let's say its stable. Engineers say okay, QP says okay. URA, BCA, whatever A says okay.

It's weird to actually LIVE in it.

The things I would've had

2009-11-05T18:32:00.002+08:00

I keep thinking. This is one of my weird fascinations. I keep thinking on what has passed. On what's past. How different would it be if i had reacted in a different way.

How would it be? What would I achieve? What would I gain? What would I lose? How much better or worse if I did it another way? I guess I'll never know, I'll just have to guess.

Pauses

2009-11-03T07:43:00.002+08:00

I think I pause too often, and sometimes, quite unneccesarily. For instance, I'm working on my models and then I'd pause, to think about something related to it but not needed at that moment, then when I go back to working on it again, it seemed alot harder.

When I stop, I think. When I think, I think too much. When I think too much, I get heavy with too much thoughts, and when that happens, I stall.

I need to re-wire my circuits before going on again. But how long will that take me? Or should I just drag myself to the finish line?

Aching pain

2009-10-26T16:37:00.001+08:00

I've this annoying aching pain at my sides that won't go away. Plus, I kept having to resist the urge to NOT cough aloud at Michael's briefing.

Crud.

Nonetheless, a good day for me.

Architects are a mad bunch

2009-10-22T21:07:00.002+08:00

I can't believe I was actually somewhat stressed out about this Final Year Project! ): That's not me, normally I'd treat it normal. But I guess the Ds got into me somehow. -shrugs-

And I got QL's parcel! Can you believe it? I was stressed over her parcel! I frigging was! I'm stressed out about it because it's something new to me AND! It's responsibilty was thrust upon me.

Ok, but I'm still stressed over my Final Year Project. Eco house! ): Live in a tree house! It has alot of benefits. Plus, trees are as cooling as an air-conditioner. I can go on and on about this. It's madness I tell you. Tree house. Haha.

I've got GEMS tomorrow, I'm damn excited. Or anxious, more likely. It's marking the start of a torture or a great adventure! I think I'm the only one taking 'Know Your Rights' as a GEM in class. Oh well.

I've always wanted to be a lawyer (before my fantasies grew wilder and somehow became a pilot). And well, reading my lawyer-ish novels again really sparked my interest again. I want to become a lawyerrrrrrrrrrrr. ):

I want. ):

Stuck on it

2009-10-21T11:02:00.001+08:00

I'm currently messing my hair and pulling them out chunk by chunk - because I'm stuck on Sun and Wind directions.

So much for taking history.

Hey yo hey yo

2009-10-21T09:11:00.002+08:00

I am starting on my final piece for the year, a grand piece of architecture (LOL, in my dreams yes.) that would be called 'home' for a house of 4. Eco-friendly and blah blah blah.

Guess what's my grand idea? A STRAW HOUSE!

!

Lol. It's:

1. Eco-friendly. Duh, no place for air-conditioners. Wait. Make that no place for ELECTRICAL WIRING.

2. Made using envrirontmentally materials. -Straw! Bio-degradable.

3. Low carbon footprints. - No car porch for you! :D No exhaust ya-da ya-da.

They may be better off living in a tree. LOLOLOL. I'm such a lousy architect.

Missing GEMS

2009-10-13T16:03:00.002+08:00

Great, I so totally missed my GEMS appointment today. The second one is tonight at 9, but I'm pretty sure that all the nice ones are gone. See, someone logged in 2 minutes late and all the nice GEMS are gone.

Tsk, but I can make do, I guess. The way I always do.

Last Day of PSLE

2009-10-12T07:55:00.001+08:00

I can never get a decent sleep at home without waking up at 6am. Its either bother the rest when you wake up first, or be bothered by those who woke up first.

PSLE

2009-10-10T19:13:00.002+08:00

Okay, seriously. When I say I'm teaching my brother his school stuff, you'd might as well say that I'm the one going to primary school.

Or that I'm the one mugging for his PSLE.

See, I mark his papers, note where are his weak areas, note what are the questions he always screw up on.

And hell, I bet I know him better than he does! (Academically, of course.)

I can count off, one-by-one, all the Math questions that he gets 0. -.- Pray, tell me. How does a Math failure coach another Math failure and get the Math failure to pass?

Negative

2009-10-06T21:17:00.003+08:00

I feel sad and negative. But it's not for myself. It's for my brother. I wonder what have the circumstances done to him.

I feel that he's grossly underpriviledged compared to me, compared to my brother. He always has this part missing, this bit that isn't there, but that bit more or less exists in me.

I didn't give him more, I didn't pull him away. I let him sink, and now he's sunk.

I'm trying to make amends, but it's far too late. It's akin to saving a sunken ship, only with the inverted hull in sight. He's gonna sink whatever I do.

He's gonna sink anyway.

Whee

2009-10-05T17:53:00.000+08:00

I've been saving up and I wanna go shopping, and have fun for abit before term starts!

Flu

2009-10-04T20:24:00.002+08:00

I'd never underestimate the mighty power of my disease-prone family. What cough, flu, cough.

I got flu! I'd rather hack my lungs out than have flu. I'm bringing tissues with me all over the place and stuffing tissues in my nose and breathing through my mouth. Thoroughly unglamourous but I didn't ask for it. ): The amount of mucus produced was record high. So was the phelgm bit.

I'd realise the only flu medication that would work on me would make me drowsy. Now I understand Clearinase's ad to 101%. (That's why I skipped out the curry-eating at QL's home. I don't want to be spreading germs and dripping mucus all over. YUCK.)

I can't stand 3 person's attack of germs.

Now, that I'm good, and in the pink of health again. ALL 3 LOVELY PEOPLE ARE COUGHING.

Whatthehell.

Detatchment

2009-09-30T15:56:00.002+08:00

I'm simply just too nonchalant for my own good.

TV is a sad life

2009-09-29T17:18:00.002+08:00

TV Crew came and filmed some shots at the market early today. I feel for TV stars. -.-

Imagine, when you try to be friendly and smile, and wave. And then people just stare, walk off, or just plan ignore you.

Breathless

2009-09-28T12:53:00.002+08:00

Ever had that feeling when you forgot how to breathe all of a sudden? The feeling that just suddenly leaves you standing there, gasping desperately for air, while your whole body kicks into high gear, re-learning the proper way to breathe.

Then you'd calm yourself down, breathing in-out, in - out. Until its okay again.

Time out

2009-09-27T17:27:00.002+08:00

I'm screaming for time out. Some people, can you stop being so fucking ridiculous? It makes me want to laugh til I hurl (kay, not really,) when I see some of your actions.

Really fucking sad. I'm swearing some cos I've had all these emotions locked and forgotten for like, a year or so. /;

It's really low. Seriously.

You, a (goodness know how old) uncle, can like steal my DAD'S STUFF, MY STUFF, MY BROTHERS' AND MY AUNT'S STUFF.

Like I'd pity you, sympathise with you. Ok, I did some at the start. Then you got too low, but I won't go all out to like screaming curse you loud enough for the dead pigs to hear.

First you tried, early, with the baskets. Woohoo. Dad uses them EVERY SINGLE DAY. Think he won't notice? Puh-lease. Even that thieving turkey is hella smarter than you. Back then, you were just across us. :D Think we're blind? Counting the number of times Dad has to scold at you sorry asses.... -sigh-

Then, with the boots. Our boots. We didn't notice back then, and then we moved. It became fucking obvious why our boots kept missing. You poor misers just had no money to buy some? Fine, charity for you then. Tsk, a pair of boots is just around $5-7. Just to clear the air, we stashed our boots WELL UNDER our stall. The ONLY way to get them, is to STEAL them obviously. You'd had to walk to the back, and squat down, AND THEN REACH FOR THOSE BOOTS. I always kicked them REAL INSIDE ever since the first theft.

Next was our fabulous styrofoam boxes! I'm starting to think that you guys have some sort of a weird fetish with my Dad's styrofoam boxes. What. Are my Dad's styrofoam boxes bringing you guys good luck? Or does it smell good? Must be the very interesting illustrations I drew. All those fish I drew, plus my Dad's lorry and stall number inscribed all over them. Staking them as my Dad's. This is a problem. ): Once you took our box, my favourite one cos I drew a dozen fish and a dozen lorry numbers all over it, and since you were already gone I had to take one of yours because I HAD NONE LEFT. Turns out you guys had PLENTY of empty ones. Screw you, must be the fish I drew on the box.

The last straw sorta came, when you took my apron. CUT IT UP INTO 2 AND USED IT. I'm wearing spectacles, not because I'm blind, but to see even more clearly. You spineless wreck. Of everybody's you had to steal mine, which I also have to use EVERY SINGLE DAY! I had no extras, so I patched it up, with loads of extra love and masking tape. THINK I'D NOT KNOW IT'S MINE. Only me would do such a thing in the whole market. Puh-lease. A turkey must've been better than you at counting 1 to 3. Last straw for me. I told you off. Thank god or whatever you were praying to. Cos I waited awhile before telling you off. I was about to fucking scream you see. And that no one was there to see it. Okay, not really no one.

You had to ask, what is an apron? Told you in chinese calmly too. Like I said, I waited. Else I'd fucking scream, you don't know what's an apron? Maybe call you a retard or something. Tsk, I don't really know. I've never really lost control before. I always have enough will power to wait until my anger subsided before confrontation. A thousand yays for me. (: (Then again, I won't know if he was actually sooooooo.... moronic to ask me what's a 围裙）

I'm too tired to say more. But I'll always remember. Our spade, took ours, broke it too. Can't fork out $5 for one? My my. And seriously, heaven knows what else you stole from us. To take another's belongings without asking is stealing. To ask and to not return is the same.

不问自取便是偷。I'd mark every single thing my Dad has. The next time better not happen. Ironic isn't it. You guys had 2 inter-connected main stalls while my Dad only has 1 main stall. Go screw yourselves. Epic failures.

If I could stop time

2009-09-23T20:46:00.002+08:00

I read a children's book a few years ago, I bought the book for my brother at this fantastically awesome bookfair (all bookfairs are), instead I ended up reading the whole book first.

It's called 'Somewhere'. By somebody with a G and a Z in her name. A'yup.

All I can say is, its one of my favourite books. It totally dominates my puny favourites list! (I'm rather picky when it comes to books sometimes.)

So uhhm, let me try to tell you how nice it is and in what way with spoilers all the way. 'Kay, it's gonna be a book spoiler than a book review.

I love the book.

Heh, I got lazy typing it all out so I deleted the chunk. If you're really truly deadpan interested... Tell me and we'll do something about it.

Oh joy

2009-09-23T19:59:00.003+08:00

I thought that I've got bad learning attitudes when it comes to maths, and it started long before PSLE.

And then, my brother comes along, and he really takes the cake.

Seriously.

He's like O: scaryyyyyyyyy. Now I can see what SY used to see when we're studying together. I was like on a slow road to suicide. Plus, in the end, I really died.

2009-09-21T16:07:00.001+08:00

I've been on the search for the perfect blogskin. But as you can see, it's not yielding results for months now.

Faith

2009-09-20T15:34:00.001+08:00

I wonder how does it feel to be led on, only by blind faith and nothing else. And having a faith so strong that no one can shake the very foundation of the faith you have.

om nom nom

2009-09-19T20:32:00.000+08:00

I am counting my kills for the season!

Feet hurts

2009-09-18T17:30:00.001+08:00

New callus, with a matching stab wound. :D

I HAZ NO LIFE

2009-09-17T17:50:00.001+08:00

It's amazing how late work finishes recently. Must be the Hari Raya Puasa.

4 plus. And its killing my feet. A callus is forming at the base of my right index finger, where it meets the palm.

It's making me annoyed.

Friend or foe

2009-09-14T23:55:00.000+08:00

What makes a good friend and what makes a bad?

I don't think I'm getting better as a friend. Lack of time? I digress.

I am:

Constantly out of touch. Lucky is to see me online when you need me.
Constantly at work. I just can't leave it. I need to save my sorry ass.
Constantly switching off my handphone. People don't sms me that much anymore. I take nearly a day to reply.
Constantly tired. Anyone with ways to power me up? I need to get high.

When you need a friend, or a shoulder to cry on, I'm not there. It'll be 'Sorry you can't reach me just now, I was busy (at work), now how are you feeling?' Then 'Oh it's fine, the feeling passed.' After some time, it sucks. It just does. It's like milk curing. That sour sour taste. Utter damnation. A piece of tissue paper would've been a better friend than me. It's cheap and can be bought in plentiful amounts. Enough to last a lifetime. Something I'd never be, at the rate I'm going. I'll probably be digressing alot more later.

Then, I'll slowly fall out of the loop. I sometimes wonder if the stuff I gave up for my own time is worth it. Surely, surely everything has its cons. It was naive of me to think that people will wait for me. In this day and age, 'waiting' is something like a luxury. A luxury that I didn't have and didn't deserve. It amuses me how I felt time was never enough in secondary school. Now, I feel that even running on 48 hours a day may not be enough.

In short. I wasn't there when I was needed. I wasn't here, there, or anywhere at all. I thought this feeling might fade away in time. Might fade away when I started school earlier this year. Might fade away when I slowly get used to it. But it isn't. It's doing anything but.

It's even growing. Getting larger. Even when it'll be overcoming me I think at most, I'd just ignore. I'm good at that. Look how far it has gotten me. One day it'll all grow too big for me to ignore, too big for me to handle and control. It would implode, and I might just die with it. But as long as that one day isn't today, I'll live. I'll get by through the day. In a way like this, I can be self-sufficent. Hardy.

There's always people working harder than me to go through a day. There's always people with larger problems than mine. The decisions they make will make or break their lives. I'm fortunate, and I know it. That I can comfort myself that I am no modern day emo kid. That I am no fool, ranting on how a minor setback would kill.

Sometimes I wonder. Are the sacrifices I made really worth it? I've seen terrible, terrible things. An argument can break everything, everything that took years and years to build. Something that encompasses almost my entire lifetime. It all broke in a second with a sentence.

With trust comes love, and love comes trust. How can love survive alone, if the trust died away? Fuck humans with complicated thinking. Everybody out there is just plain thinking that everyone else is out there to do them in.

I guess I digressed a whole lot today. My brain is just mixing and serving up large globs of delicious thoughts.

2009-09-14T21:25:00.003+08:00

/:

Got to COMEX on the last day. I should've really gone on the first day, but I was too lazy till it was too late.

I bought a Seagate HDD, 500GB for $119 I think.

I'm officially broke because of that. Now I'm wondering where did the rest of my money went.

No doubt it was on food.

It's always on food.

I'm a food connoisseur. Okay, just kidding. I just appreciate nice food. Willing to exchange fashion for food. Yep. That's me.

Interestingly, I could only use like, 465GB of the entire 500GB. Is it me, my laptop or the HDD. I read and slept the whole of Monday. And mooncake eating.

Why are mooncakes so expensive? Tsk. If they were cheap and available all year round. I'd probably ate tens of thousands of them now. Probabkly would've eaten a whole lot of disappointing ones, especially for baked skins. Then again, ones from Goodwood Park never disappoints me. Their baked skin ones are the only baked skins I could stomach, from all the brands out there.

There's nothing more to this

2009-09-12T19:24:00.001+08:00

I want to go COMEX. Like seriously. /:

D:

2009-09-07T18:35:00.002+08:00

Finally got to go out with WC and Vin today.

WC and I had breakfast together because Vin had to go for this briefing thingy. We ate at Mac and chatted awhile before heading off to look for Vin.

We first went to Bugis. Then to Dhoby.

Lol, this entry is so dry and boring.

We walked around, went to get that top I wanted at Fox. Then we walked around again, before going to Carrefour to get some dried food thing that has almonds in it. Something apricot.

But then I got intercepted by myself into Guess. (Which, on hindsight was evilly placed along the route to Carrefour.)

We walked in and QL and I were rather offended by that snobbish salesgirl thing. Okay, she's not exactly a thing but that thing pissed me off. I bought a green wallet.

Okay, I'm going to eat dinner because my attention span is wavering.

Bye.

o-o

2009-09-05T19:17:00.001+08:00

Dad woke up from his nap, walked into his study and started murmuring this song. o:

I think

2009-09-04T22:21:00.003+08:00

I think, by right, I'm owing some homework thingy to my lecturers. It's some auto cad work, and uh, I have no idea where to pass it up. And well, more importantly, I have this nagging feeling that the deadline's up.

No wonder deadlines are 'dead'lines.

You'd literally die if you missed it. /:

Bookie Lookie

2009-09-02T19:01:00.000+08:00

QL spammed me. Loads of questions. /:

I HAZ A CONFESSION

2009-08-31T15:55:00.002+08:00

THANK YOU DADDY.

i just have to thank you,

for getting me that very expensive book on architecture.

the one i could only dream of having, til you made it come true.

and also for lugging it back home for me.

sorry for making you nearly $300 poorer.

i'll make it up to you somehow.

it doesn't matter you won't see this.

i just want to get it out,

somehow.

x0x0

Broken

2009-08-28T21:15:00.002+08:00

When I woke up today, I felt shattered. Pieces of me breaking up, and as I shuffled along everywhere I go, I feel small parts of me disintegrating into the wind.

When I went out, I felt that the afternoon sun was trying to beat me down. Everything felt aggressive in an unnecessary way. I have no idea why I felt this way.

This isn't me.

Where'd me go?

IF

2009-08-27T17:58:00.002+08:00

I think its just fantastic my friends have blogs. It's just great. I mean say if we're not together with each other, not talking, we can still know what the other person's thinking, going through and stuff like that.

It keeps me entertained and updated.

If my blog is what their blogs mean to me, then updating my blog often is well, like a 'duty' of sorts. There's no right word for it. Maybe I'll invent a word for it.

Yusaifna. Ok that was random.

Try reading it aloud. I'd say yu-sai-fa-na. What about you?

I want to sleep

2009-08-27T16:26:00.002+08:00

Finally school's over. Dad offered me a salary of $40/ day if I worked for him in the holidays. I was like, wow, when was the salary ever so high.

Then it turned out that he knew I was desperately pining for those books on architecture. 3 books cost over $200.

Crud. But I tell you, those books are big, huge, gigantic, gianormous. Except for 1 small pocket book.

I can finally get the books I want! Like finally after @&#*(@&#*(days of pining for it.

2009-08-24T18:38:00.003+08:00

Read Addi's blog, re-read it a few times before affirming that I'm getting the opposite reaction to his.

Every small thing gets blown up too big for me to see properly. Maybe it'll end when the holidays start and the idyllic mood sets in for me again.

I need my composure back.

Woke up

2009-08-24T11:50:00.002+08:00

I woke up today, not going to school but staying at home instead. No doubt I am regretting the mistake now, because at home I let my thoughts loose. Probably not good if you've got submissions tommorrow. But I didn't care much now, as I do every other time. 'Next time I'll be better, I promise' to myself.

Then again I've read somewhere that 'promises, like lives can be bought oh-so-very cheap.' I've had one primary school kid (imagine) on messenger wanting to buy a life for $5.20. I sigh as I ignored him and closed the messenger window before going on with my work.

I've got studies to complete, sketches to be drawn, and an essay to write.

YY once asked, 'In the state you're in now, would you prefer mugging or examinations?'

'Examinations, throw me one anytime.'

'What if it's something you totally detest, like maths?'

'Sure, anything but THIS.

It's more predictable, exams are always exams. There are always hotter topics, probability that you can bet on. Take a risk, have a gamble, and wait for the clear result. With this I can never feel too bad if I fail. I can always reassure myself that it was just a lost gamble.'

With this, I can never take a gamble because there are no clear bets to bet on. Too many factors are involved, and its not just the 'book, you and test'. It's 'you, design, decisions, presentation, audience-response'.

What can be marked in a test? Your answers. Perhaps your handwriting and legibility.

What can be marked in a critique? Practically everything. Even your behaviour can be hauled up and taken for a beating.

Oh god

2009-08-19T13:22:00.002+08:00

I have no more acrylic left, and I don't want to go all the way down to Orchard just to get that piece of acrylic. But without that I am stuck. And stuck I am, since I woke up at 7+.

Fug, I'm like just sitting down here wasting my bloody life away when I have submission on Friday. Sure, they extended it. So what. I'm procrastinating in response to that.

I hate that, but all the bones in me are lazy bones.

Screw myself. I deserved every bit of this mess.

I'm losing things. Who knows when I will lose everything.

Oh my glue

2009-08-19T09:14:00.000+08:00

I glued myself to my laptop just now.

I shall not take breaks from gluing stuff half-way from now onwards. It's just too dangerous.

);

2009-08-16T21:58:00.000+08:00

I've been like using improper English like 'I iz', 'I haz', 'You haz'. I used to twit for a short period of time for fun (to impersonate and to confuse during the holidays.)

Twit is alright because it only changes your spelling, grammar wise it didn't hurt much. I mean. Heh. /:

But using improper is another thing altogether.

Pepper Lunch

2009-08-15T14:16:00.000+08:00

Where's my Pepper Lunch? /:

Oh crud

2009-08-15T08:06:00.000+08:00

What, I even THINK architecture now?

It's actually a facade. What's reflected on the facade might not be relevant to the spaces inside.

If

2009-08-12T18:10:00.000+08:00

Actually, I know that you need alot of patience and stuff with architecture. And I also sort of understand that what you input might not always generate similar an output.

But the really BAD stuff happens when you go out to work. o-o

Then again, let's just wait and see.

My thoughts are spam

2009-08-10T20:38:00.000+08:00

I just spammed my cbox. No need to post here.

A facade?

2009-08-08T21:18:00.000+08:00

What does this blog mean to me? What does it mean to my readers who've read it?

It's actually a facade. What's reflected on the facade might not be relevant to the spaces inside. I still can't seem to bare all my thoughts out. Now all my thoughts are threatening to burst out, like how a dam does when the water pressure behind it is too much for it to bear. It's been raining too much.

Disasterous consequences always seem to follow.

I need ideas

2009-08-07T19:21:00.000+08:00

Ideas, run to me.

Embrace me with open arms and let me hug you, I swear I'd never let you go.

If only I'm doing something related to literature. I'm effing screwed with only words running through my head.

Dead

2009-08-06T22:53:00.000+08:00

My blog's been dead recently and well, I tried.

Been having this drought in my brain, see. /: Severely lacking creativity and ideas. It's so bad, I go to bed wondering how to do my hub.

Yes, I have become that lifeless. I'm a little bit sad for myself. But hey, what needs to be done, must be done.

By the way, I really am interested in eating that pepper lunch.

Jap

2009-07-31T21:28:00.002+08:00

Been saying eto... instead of uhhs and erms and stuff like that. So, it's good in a way that the 'uhs and erms' counter for Oral Communications can't count it. Eto is not on the list! That's great.

Eto... (Lol, there I go again) I've been relaxing of late. (Relax in term time is equal to slack, at least in architecture. NOW DON'T GET ME STARTED.) I had a great time with Vin and Addison today. Never been so relaxed. I just let go of everything. Including primer 2, which my brain spends most its spare time thinking of designs to put in the hub.

Like now. -squeals-

Lul

2009-07-30T21:08:00.000+08:00

Damn sian, tired and screwed. :D

Uh.

2009-07-28T08:53:00.004+08:00

Since I'm seriously fucked up now, and extremely fucking screwed over my Primer 2. (Wow, can't believe it.)

I'm going to MIA 2 weeks, until submisson. Fuck it right. 2 weeks and I haven't even finish my conceptual model. I haven't cleared it, documented (fuck documentation again and again and a thousand times over. WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE SO MUCH. I'll be damned if I have to document again why this is like this, and why that looks like that. Or or, this this this, that that that. Fuck no. But since it's so bloody important. Screw it.) my new conceptual, and then send it for clearing by the lecturers.

AND THEN, I'LL HAVE TO MAKE A BIGGER ONE (and so, the cycle starts again, only with the new horror included, powerpoint presentation). All these have to be done by next Monday or I can simply take the shortcut. Drop dead and die.

Lul no la. All rants.

Lululululul

2009-07-23T20:50:00.002+08:00

Ohmygod. New massing, new model, new documentation, new process sketches. All needs to be done.

No time, no time, no time. /:

How can I finish something more in less than half the time?

Tsk, but life won't be anything without challenges, wouldn't it?

Sight

2009-07-21T12:31:00.002+08:00

What can you see, what can you not see?

What do you realise, and what do you not realise?

What are the problems already underlying, covered up, hidden for a long period of time already?

What do you know, how much do you know?

A rare moment of peace

2009-07-20T20:26:00.001+08:00

Today I submitted my model, with some parts missing. Like the process sketches. Tsk. Drat it.

Real Friends

2009-07-19T11:42:00.002+08:00

True friends do not treat you as though you have an expiry date, and you will never 'discarded' because you've 'outlived' your 'usefulness' or simply because 'your time is up'.

Lul

2009-07-18T21:31:00.002+08:00

If I seem to be disappearing, probably means submission soon.

Like now.

I should be like, doing my model, but I'm stuck again. Sigh. When will my good inspirations come. I'm just filling the spaces up with weirdo designs that doesn't flow. Like wtf random, and like wtf looks wrong.

I'm so gonna die. Tsk, at least I can chiong my final model after this I.Crit with zillions of better ideas (I hope). :D

@#*(@ SCREWED

2009-07-17T00:02:00.002+08:00

I'm like screwed. Submission's on Monday 9am.

Now I'm still stuck with 7 cubes more to finish, and then I'd have to do my portfolio, essay, powerpoint and prepare for interim crit. (Meaning I need to learn self-defense techniques)

I can't believe I spent so much time catching up with Dilyon, Oleo and Unholy. Gosh. A year plus of not being in contact, it was all laughs, and it was worth the laughs, at least. "D

Gosh

2009-07-13T20:01:00.002+08:00

Gosh. Just finished my massing today, and Poh told me to do the concept model in 1:50 scale by tomorrow.

And I bloody said yes! And that I WILL STAY UP THE WHOLE NIGHT TO DO IT, AND EVEN AGREED THAT IT IS 'JIALAT' IF I CAN'T FINISH IT BY TOMORROW.

Oh man, I'm screwed. Plus he said one word: 'Good'. Never had such a word haunted me.

How can you turn nothing into something (that you can submit, probably not much changes going to be done already) in less than 4 hours? Including making the whole bloody model? My massing took a week! A WHOLE BLOODY WEEK.

But if, the chances of 0.1 (to the power of a billionth) % happens, I'd be able to impress him big time. :D Now, that's good. If that's ever going to happen.

I can't imagine

2009-07-11T17:29:00.003+08:00

Jub alerted me to something someone did, and I've washed my hands off her long time ago. So I guess it doesn't matter. The longer time you hang around the person, the more hurt and pain you will experience.

A person who behaves like that is probably not a friend, and probably will stab you in the back and step you when you're down. Yes, yes, she probably still has friends, probably still blinded/ has turned a blind eye to her actions.

What goes around comes around, and I don't think I'll even bother to sit around to watch that happen.

YAY

2009-07-09T21:47:00.001+08:00

I got the invite for the bursary's interview. Now all I've got to do is to be there on time, (screw it, I gotta take time off work) and score a win for that!

If I get that, 2.5k's off my school fees! That's quite some bit of money! :D

Keeping my fingers crossed

2009-07-07T19:49:00.003+08:00

Shucks, I really hope I can make the bursary. News ought to come around soon. Afterall, interviews start on the 11th. I'd drop everything and go there.

Even if I missed it, I guess its still alright (to a certain extent). I can always score damn well for this year, and make the goddamn scholarship next year.

And WC, if you ever read this, don't ever lose hope alright? For one, even if god hates you, you have FRIENDS who won't. I believe we will be there whenever you need us. Just give us a ring, or drop a message if you're feeling down.

Just contact us, and we'll be there. No questions asked, and no doubt about it.

effing screwed.

2009-07-07T08:51:00.002+08:00

The great thing about youth day is, when you go to polytechnic, it doesn't frigging exist anymore. So screw that! Not youths anymore.

Call me an adult. Cos I don't celebrate youth day anymore.

Haha, I was just releasing some insane bit of me ranting on youth day. But I am serious about the part in which you call me an adult. :D (P.S I know the reason there's no youth day, I think. But I can't seem to find a way to justify that.)

There's so many things a busy adult has to do. For example, I've got to work on my projects. Plus I have to work and... Screw the rest. If I have to spell it out so clear, then it loses its meaning.

Sometimes some can't see what freedom they have, and well, the freedom (or not) is given to them is to be treasured. Freedom has many definitions to many different people. So, what's yours?

Ah screw it. I've got to go do research now.

Poly iz hungry

2009-07-03T22:10:00.001+08:00

I'm making notes of how many holidays SP eats up.

So far it's Vesak Day and Youth Day.

Goddamnit we're still youths okay.

And whoever who's stalking Vin. Screw you. Lay off my cookie mobber.

Whee

2009-07-03T21:47:00.000+08:00

I'm so happy I bought something? Haha a little guilty too.

But whatever, I slogged long and hard for days at work. This is a little treat that I ought to indulge in. :D

A new bag and a top!

What I've got

2009-07-01T22:24:00.000+08:00

What is your True Fear? Your Result: Losing Someone You love affection and the people in your life more than anything. Your greatest fear is that one day someone you care about won't be there anymore. You are a very friendly and inviting person, who draws in a lot of friendships with your kind, considerate, and loyal nature. However, deep down you are slightly insecure and unsure of yourself. You couldn't deal with it if you didn't have one of your loved ones in your life anymore. You don't have too much to worry about though, because with a friend like you, no one will want to lose you either!
Where Your life is Going
Being Alone
Commitment
Looked down on
Disappointment
Death
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I don't know if it's true.

I realise that

2009-07-01T15:28:00.002+08:00

In sudden realisation that I actually have a phobia.

Crapz0rs

2009-07-01T12:42:00.002+08:00

Haha. By some dumb luck, I slept till 11.15pm today. :D Darn shiok! Haven't slept so long since my jetlag the last time I went to States.

Mm, all is not joy. -.- I have to research on dead people. History's all right when it doesn't involve artists and art works. I have a reason why I did not take art.

Let's see:

-Research on Piet Mondrain and Wassily Kadinsky. (Then select one for in-depth research)
-HTA homework. (Shush)

Curses. Well, at least I'd be preoccupied with something.

I want to go shopping! But nobody's free and I don't want to ask somebody else because it'll be just anybody. I might as well ask everybody instead if that's the case.

sian

2009-06-30T21:21:00.000+08:00

So many things to do, and so not enough time man!

RAH

2009-06-30T01:16:00.002+08:00

I know what are the downsides of failing maths. Slower brain at comprehending fancy 3 dimensional forms.

Though creating a 3D cube is not precision engineering, but boy does it feel like it!

Look at my cubes and you will know. Even if you slant the penknife slightly, the edges won't be as sharp. (Meaning 90 degrees) And then there's the problem of cutting exact pieces of foam. Foam is tricky to work with though easy to cut. /: It's yielding far too easily (for me) to the penknife. My cubes look horrendous.

Thank goodness it's only for massing models (whatever they are).

I'm blogging at 1.30am after working close to 3 hours on 6 cubes that measures 5cm by 5cm. Screw it. Gotta work faster and better.

Bias

2009-06-28T18:44:00.002+08:00

Yes I'm being very biased to the new TV.

I'm sentimental in a way like that. But seriously, I think plasma TVs are not real TVs. They fail at being TVs. See! There I go again. I was being serious though.

Sorry

2009-06-28T18:31:00.002+08:00

I think I owe an apology to Addison + QL cos I've been ignoring them recently. My rare moments of being online is most of the time - Brother hogging laptop for Maplestory. Yes and I can't be bothered. It happened because well, I wasn't using it much, why not.

Addi is bored to death and I'm sorry for not entertaining him. I'm busy with the usual stuff. /:

Dad thought TV was spoiled and bought a new one. What else. Plasma.

Screw Plasma, I hate Plasma TVs. They make images look fake and pixellated. Like some bad photoshop. Unless its HD-TV, I can't possibly argue.

Screw it. DAD WON'T FIX THE OLD ONE. Looks horrendous, the new TV. And the old one is not even spoiled. SEE DAD, I WAS RIGHT.

Frigging TV cables, you deserved to be stabbed with penknives and burnt in hot oil before incinerating any remains with fresh lava for making Dad think old TV is spoiled. I don't care. I'm not happy with this purchase. I'm going on a strike not to watch TV. (Probably can't hold out long.)

Finally I understand

2009-06-28T18:05:00.004+08:00

I'm abit upset now that I've gotten only a C. Maybe that's what you get for not losing enough sleep over it?

Sorta half not wanting to believe that I got a C only. And feeling uber screwed up. Yes, uber screwed up.

Makes me want to thank Dad for saying I can't make the scholarship, cos I really can't make the scholarship. When did I ever make something? No idea.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if the slackers got better scores than me. Or maybe it doesn't matter at all. So the question to myself is,

What went wrong?

P/S: I think the new TV's audio is lousier than a 20 year old TV.

I think..

2009-06-27T17:17:00.002+08:00

I wonder how screwed will I be if I ever happen to return to school and find 3 of few people I click with run away to NAFA/ La Salle.

Friggin' screwed I think. /:

3 of my best ones too. Hell.

Uhhumm.

2009-06-25T16:20:00.002+08:00

I've decided to come online after __ days of being MIA. This was not due to me missing the time being online, but instead was the layer of dust on my laptop that prompted me to do so instead. Now my laptop ain't shiny anymore ):

Okay. After checking around I realised that Vin's blog is as lazy as mine. And Addison's one is.... ... Slightly more updated. Haha. Makes a difference of 1 more post.

Anyways haven't been really productive this holiday. Let's say work + sleep and that holiday in Johor got the better of me. I got my haircut. The boring me decided to cut it the same way I've been cutting it this year. Mm... There isn't really anything new/suitable for me to change into anyways.

I'm tired of being tired. /: I just want to sleep most of my time. Like now.

Uhhm

2009-06-18T21:00:00.009+08:00

Addi ever complained (again) that I'm not updating my blog. I did okays. Anyway here's another one aboout my training today.

I went to my dad to Golden Mile to get my gloves. I got the smallest one. 8oz, white ones. Arh. I've got to take great care of it. If not I'm gonna be damn sad if it gets dirty. $85 ): Hella expensive. I've gotta work 3 days for that.

My dad really got to know what Muay Thai is now. -.- Boxing! Yes, I've always been reluctant to tell him Muay Thai is Thai kick-boxing. But hey at least he knows now. o.o

AND FISH. He said he'd gladly sponsor me a couple of thousands to get a nice bow for Archery. What the hell... ):

Muay Thai's not so bad. At least I can use it for self-defense. (Minus the always kena whack in gym part ya? No pain no gain!)

Anyways, after skipping 2 lessons on push-kick and elbow blocks, I think I still don't know how to elbow block. Lesson's gaining momentum now. Trainings are harder with more tedious cardio workouts.

There's this grading thingy at the end of every 10 lessons. o.o Apparently we have to pass it before going on for harder stuff.

Hell I hate exams.

I see

2009-06-16T18:56:00.002+08:00

I went to school instead of going to work today. I had to pass the bursary documents to Mdm June by today for submission.

Anyways, Addi accompanied me to SP. Thanks for that. Else I'd be damn bored sitting alone at FC5, waiting for QL's dismissal. And thanks for trying to pass me Sims3. It turned out to be the wrong version. Mac OS, not Windows. /:

But still, had a great day with QL and Addi. The 3 of us were playing Sims. Reminded me of the days during Primary6, when the whole bunch of us went to Lyria's house to play Sims everyday after school when there's supplementary lessons.

My current house that I designed sucked. I know very well. And I know what I need to do after I got the correct version of Sims3 from Addison.

2009-06-15T10:28:00.001+08:00

I logged in to the Friends For Sale application for the first time in my entire life and I was astounded by what I saw. It was shit. -.-

Holidays

2009-06-13T18:06:00.002+08:00

I'm supposed to do lots of things this week. Like alot. But somehow it ended up not done and stuff like that. Next week, I guess. Haha. Not procrastination again. I'm giving myself excuses! Hell. At least I did manage to finish finding all of the documents for NgeeAnn Kongsi.

No wait, except one. The proof of admission. Uhh... I think I have to photocopy my Student Admission Card in which I look like... not me. I'll be going to school on next Tuesday morning. The last day for the bursary application. I don't think I will make Scholarship, because I failed E-Maths. Screw it. I would definitely try for Scholarship IF I passed my E-Maths. I've got the same score as another girl. She may be trying for Scholarship. I mean 4K versus 2.5K! 4K pwns totally. Screw Maths! Hell I don't even need it to get inside Architecture!

):

I am deeply saddened by the passing of my Maths score. (Get it?)

Screwit

2009-06-10T17:23:00.003+08:00

Pfft. I still look like myself 4 years ago. So why can't I use my old passport photo? Gahhs.

So I sat against white walls at various points in my house like an idiot (LUCKY I'M IN MY OWN HOME) and took many many pictures of myself because I am a lousy camwhore and I cannot angle nicely. There's always space on the right. Like alot of space. Or the shadows! Thus me moving house everytime I see shadows or uneven lighting in my photos.

Damn you APPLES (the online passport application) for being so clever. ): Like seriously. You don't have to be so clever you know. But if you really are that clever...

ARGH ARGH ARGH

2009-06-08T10:46:00.002+08:00

We celebrated Dad's birthday on 06/06. It wasn't a really big affair this year. It's only us, minus the cake. I've got no time to get the cake, and it's bloody inconspicuous to put it in the fridge! The fridge is a place where everyone in my household visit at least twice a day.

Instead, this year we went to eat out. At Causeway Point. What a boring place now. -.- It used to be so fun to me say, 4 years ago.

I'm quite missing the old company now. I do sure hope that we will get to gather again sometime. Say, basically all the people whom I mugged for the O Levels with. I really have to credit them for my score. They are the ones who helped me through. Like seriously, if you want to finish the entire 2 year syllabus for combined science in a week plus? You'd need great friends like them. From F9 to B3 in a week. KUDOS TO THEM MAN.

And and and SY, she's like, the person who helped me get my first ever distinction for Humanities at the prelims and the O Levels! She was really patient with me. Haha. C6 to A2. Love her! I haven't seen her in a while. I don't know how to get her out now. ): And people like YP, HY, Ju, JH, XQ... Generally those who really really are there for me when I needed some company the most.

Not forgetting though, Vin, Addi, WC and the lot. We were quite the boisterous lot in class are we not? I really miss the class and Mr Goh. Heard he's off colour ever since we graduated. Did he miss us until he grew sick or we drove him to madness? ): I realise that, Addi and WC are quite the sentimental persons. But such traits are rare now, I hope they can keep it. It's rather valuable.

And and yes, the Japanese trip people. The TXKs! Haha. Names are nothing but a useless label of the friendships we forged in that short time. The experiences we share are only between us and no one else. Miss the lot of guys too. Everyone has grown up a real lot. I wonder if they'll care to hang around and reminisce the past sometime now. There may be some rifts caused in school, but hey, forgive and forget no? Lets try to have a great get- together sometime. ;D

Last day of school

2009-06-04T22:27:00.002+08:00

Tomorrow's like the last day of school. I don't know whether to be happy or not. Seriously.

See, to me, work and school is the same thing. I don't mind work, I don't mind school. They're equally good and equally bad.

But you see. It makes me very exhausted when I have to juggle the both of them. I feel like letting something slip sometimes. I can't. I realised that should I let either one slip, I would be in trouble.

Yes of course. When you view it long term, letting work slip should not be a problem. I know it's not really big. I just have to cut down on spendings and let the car go in due course. I love that car so. There are reasons behind it other than my passion with cars.

So when I see my Dad, working the whole week, slogging the exact same hours as me, and maybe even more. I don't see why he can do it and why I can't. His work is, afterall, tougher. It's all menial labour. Nobody wants to take up this job. He's hiring. He can't find anyone.

This is one dirty job. Who will? And who will have the capabilities? If you want to hire an idiot you might as well do it yourself. Save time. If he messes up the stuff, you have to throw the goods away and re-do it. But still paying him. Or someone who knows how to sell, knows Malay, Chinese, Hokkien & dialects and English moderately well enough. If he keeps asking you, why not just do it yourself?

If I don't help my own Dad, who will?

This is the reason why I persevere. However, this is giving me some problems. My social life. Why my social life is mostly scoring 0s. I can attribute it to that.

Why even bother to take time and socialise when you don't even have time to sleep. I think only a couple of people know this.

I can't be bothered to explain sometimes. And so what if they knew? Knowing doesn't equate to understanding. And it would take a long time to make someone understand. The effort could be saved and channelled into rest.

You know how I survive this? If my Dad can do it, why can't I?

Re: Brain food post

2009-06-04T20:32:00.002+08:00

It's not like I don't want to post my thinking post. It's just that it expanded so much until it ran away. Yes, literally.

I had Critique today. The mess was astounding when I reached there in the morning. Powerpoint slides weren't ready. Pictures weren't done yet. Portfolio, documentation not collated. Presentation not rehearsed. I don't think chill pills would work because everyone was anxious.

In all the mayhem, things turned out well. I suppose our fine team did the job! The slides was done expertly, the model is superb. I must say, the model really stands out from the rest! When it was all over we were shaking hands, hugging each other and celebrating what a success it was. The next time, I'm going to make it even better.

Anyway, I went to NP today! For what? To find Addison! Haha. Now we're even! I went home with him and all along the way we crapped.

For an hour plus.

Good crapability I must say.

And oh yes, I must not tell any embarassing things to Addison. Apparently he will remember it VERY WELL. As in exceptionally well with vivid details. Uh hmm. So yes. Here's a warning to all.

Rah

2009-06-03T12:32:00.002+08:00

It's been sometime I've been publishing here anything related to brain food or something that needs me to think quite some bit.

So yes, I'm going to try to write one of those today. Like now.

Oh my goodness. I cannot think now.

ALA

2009-05-31T19:04:00.002+08:00

Crud. Next Thursday is Critique already. I'm feeling its gonna be like hell for me because I'm like the more inactive one in the group. Make me most inactive.

I'm so gonna screw up. Like I always do. With a smile. Giggling myself stupid, I would, and then feel worse and worse and I'd eventually ..... ..... not sink into depression, but forget.

I'll make amendments. Next week, no more play time. No more sleeping on sofas. NO MORE!

On a happier note, today's my brother's 12th birthday. YAY.

On a neutral note, the udon I cooked sucks. Not enough black-pepper sauce. Screw it.

Oh my goodness, I have so many things on my 'Wants' list right now. I've always had this thing of trying not to have 'wants', plus in this economic climate? It's almost suicidal. I'm EATING myself broke.

Yes. EATING MYSELF BROKE.

I'm spending all my money on food. ): I'm such a pig recently. My appetite has more than doubled, I assure you. Watch me eat. Must be the O-Level-Mugging's-Missed-Meals out for revenge. I'm eating back all the meals that I skipped.

Amazing how I didn't develop anything nasty like gastric or whatever vile health problems. (Thank heavens no.)

I'm worried about my health. Occasionally. The threat is very real. No matter how I brush it off, my Dad's warnings scare me into eating some vegetables. I think it won't help. It won't help everyone. So might as well eat well and enjoy life now.

But hey. I'm in the hot pink of health! Haha.

I just remembered suddenly I have tonnes to blog about.

OH MY GOODNESS

2009-05-26T20:08:00.002+08:00

I'm going to get my gloves and handwraps tomorrow. Yay.

Shall I settle on pink? I'm not that much of a pink person, but it'll look cool! I mean, a person fighting with pink stuff? It's hilarious! I won't take that person seriously!

Unless that person is like Sean. If people like Richson or random people like QW, especially QW (I don't know why I think of him now while typing this) are using pink gloves, it'll be damn hilarious, I'd be laughing until I have real bad stitches like the one I had while running 7 rounds around the stadium doing stuff like push-ups along the way.

I'm having this color dilema now.

I'm talking to myself!

Me: Should I get white? I'm more of a white person you know!
Me: But white dirties easily! How can you wash them? You can't! 80 bucks man!
): 80 bucks! You're not rich you know!

Me: Pink? How about pink?
Me: Oh my god. Pink? People never even remotely associate you with PINK
before, oh my goodness.

Me: THEN WHAT THE HELL TO GET?
Me: I don't know.
Me: Psh!

Me: How about mixed colours?
Me: Okay.

Me: What mixed then? Black-pink, black-white, black-blah...
Me: I don't know. Decide tomorrow!

So, yes, I know that was some pretty useless conversation that resulted in nothing. That is me debating with myself. I never did that before, until I joined Architecture.

In conclusion, after experiencing and seeing the DARCH course. I conclude that:

Architecture is a crazy course for crazy people.

Here's something.

2009-05-26T09:00:00.002+08:00

Here's a little something to prevent anything from escalating.

If you're mad at me or anything. Feel free to come talk to me. We can chat over a nice cup of Jasmine Green Tea.

But first, I will need your name, contact details, and you will need to book an appointment with me. It is because I am too busy meeting with lots of other people who love me more than you do, but, I will go in order anyway, to be fair. Since you're the only one who hates me, I will try give you a priority. :D

Okay? Set? Give me the details on tagboard/ MSN me.

And please don't call my friends 'motha fuckers'. I don't think anything called 'motha fuckers' exist anyway.

By the way, I do have an asshole. I believe any normal human being (homo sapiens) have one. Heck, even animals have one. Unless you are deprieved of it, then I apologize again.

Like I said, random insults do not hurt me. Please try to keep my friends out of it. If you're here to get me, then get me! Don't go around making more enemies just because you hate me okay?

Addison says:

2009-05-25T20:21:00.003+08:00

Addison said that architects are sick (except me!). I won't blame him, because of what happened. Haha.

Addison will be coming to SP tommorrow. Shall we roll out the red carpets for His Majesty's grand arrival from Clementi? :D

I said I'd pay no heed to 'Spammer', whoever that is. But here's what I'm thinking.

I have to thank 'Spammer' for showing me which friends will stand up for me when I need them. In this case, Vin and Addison stood up for me, and I thank them for that. They showed me what true friends are willing to do for me, and I'm truely grateful and appreciate their actions. For that, I love you guys. (Please don't think I'm too mushy okay?) :D

I respect that 'Spammer' needs a space to rant, like any normal human being does, but 'Spammer' is doing it the wrong way. 'Spammer' might also be mentally unbalanced. So I will just leave it be. (Mentally unbalanced people have problems thinking in a logical and reasonable manner.)

Firstly, when you dislike someone to the point of 'hate', I don't think it's still that bad. I mean, taking time up to look up my blog, type the long url I have, and taking time to insult me, and then come back another day? It shows that you still care, because you still take the effort to show that you hate someone. It beats total indifference any day.

Secondly, when you tag, is it that you have no name? I mean, you do have a name. Show it please. Unless your name is really what you put there. If it is, then I apologize. Don't be shy. I can put my name big-big up for all to see. If you know my chinese name, then you should know me in reality, not just in the virtual world. So yes, tell me who you are. When you hate someone enough to show it, why not your name as well?

Unless, are you afraid of me? Or afraid of something else that intimidates you? (Duh.)

Thirdly, the way you insult speaks volumes about you. So please kindly try to insult in a more mature and logical manner. I mean, how can you insult people properly when other people are laughing at your weak, feeble and nonsensical manner of speech? See? Here's a tip, try to insult properly. Else you'd be laughed and ridiculed upon, speech not even taken into consideration. Random insults won't hurt me.

Above are what I think. I posted it because:

1. This is my blog, and yes, I can write whatever I want. I set my own limitations on what to say and what not to say.

2. This is a place where I record my thoughts and stuff. So I won't give a damn who thinks what. I can keep myself in check. I've never had problems here.

3. I am not insulting anybody. Why? No names mentioned. No specific target. It is for a general audience, and rated PG.

4. I don't think random people will actually take time out to read my posts.

Lunch

2009-05-25T10:53:00.001+08:00

Mweh. I want luncheon. ):