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Jul 29th
Ladies and Gentleman, Bitches and Mongrel, welcome, welcome, step right up…Introducing the man of the show…*pause*…*silence*…
Now, now, if I actually had a better alias I would use it but I don’t so I will refuse to use PCBEEF. I still haven’t come up with a name (not that I tried) but I’m sure it will hit me sooner or later.
Thursday. That was the bludgiest day I’ve ever experienced where it wasn’t the last day of term. I had just one whole period. First up Physics, substitute, then we had the chemistry comp but since I don’t do chemistry I spent the next hour or so in the library. Third period was English, no teacher so we simply went to Moore Park West and sat down under the sunshine and had a general chit chat…the usual. Finally, fourth period, I actually had a teacher where we actually did work…it was maths. Now our Software Design teacher warned us that she wasn’t going to be here on Thursday and considering I had a free period at sixth I simply went to townhall with Kelvin and Jason to have lunch followed by a round of pool. Fuck me that was alotta chicken, 12 pieces of chicken, 3 LARGE potato gravy and a 1.25 litre Pepsi. This of course was divided evenly amongst us three. That was some oily shit. I couldn’t finish the potato and gravy as it was beginning to look like diarhhorea. Anyways we played one round of pool which was two on one and we still lost to Kelvin. I had a clear shot of the eight ball and I missed! *shrugs* It was only my fourth game but I’m beginning to catch on.
Yes, yes, I know, I know, this blog is going to be about my week or simply the past 2 days. No biggy, not that you care, I wouldn’t read this stuff so it’s okay. My mum found a 512 meg iRiver T30 Mp3 player. So now it’s mine! Haha, I can finally listen to some new music for a change. It was in pretty good condition and the Australian RRP on it was around $190. Not bad at all.
Also, guess what I found yesterday! My old pair of rollerblades. Okay imagine this, my feet can still fit in them (after struggling of course) and I had them since Year 2. Now imagine how big the rollerblades would of been for me in year 2. It was crazy. Anyways, after not rollerblading for 4 years, one would forget and forget I did. I was able to move around but my movements were rather nonfluent and disjointed. It’s exactly like iceskating or vice versa. I catch on fast especially since I’ve already knew how to do it before. The first time I went iceskating towards the end I was skating with no problems. *sigh* Whatever.
I uploaded some pics taken at lunch today. It’s under "SBHS photos". In the pictures are Richard, Kevin, Kelvin, half of Jason Lu, Jason Diep and me. Don’t think anybody would bring a digital cam to school. I wouldn’t mind capturing some memories. For now the camera phone will have to do.
What: Economics Test
When: Today, 2/4/5/6 Period
Who: People who do economics
Where: 609 (for my class anyways)
Where: 609 (for my class anyways)
How: With a pen and a brain
I did okay I guess, but the results will have to judge on how I went.
I fucking hate writing about my day. Seems so pointless. Another prick rambling about their pathetic life. Urgh!
There should seriously be a ban ip feature on MSN Spaces. Then I can track who’s been visiting my blog and ban whomever I want.
I’m coming! I’m coming!!!…
I’m appear offline…
Jul 26th
Okay I have about 30 minutes to write this blog before I work on my economics assessment task. I feel like discussing a topic in regards to tutoring. I haven’t done it for quiet some time but I have the tendancy to do so.
I’ve been going to tutoring since year 3. I went to North Shore beginning in Year 3 and ending in Year 6. I also went to James Ann in the last 2 terms before the Selective School test. *sigh* The things we Asians do in order to get into a better high school. I stopped then but caught back on at the beginning of Year 9. I’ve been going ever since. I find the whole system pathetic. Parents so desperate in wanting their child to get into a good school followed by a good university and a good job is a little too extreme. Though I’m sure everybody would like to have a job that provides a high income but little work. Keep dreaming guys.
I hate tutoring for what it stands for, ripping money out of parent’s pockets in order to "educate" students. It’s all make believe, money goes into a coaching college and out comes a smarter son or daughter. I doubt that any educational institution does it for the sake of providing a better future for students, it’s all about the money.
In a sense, it works, students may achieve better grades but that leads one to ask, did the they put more effort into it or was it merely, purely based on the fact that they went to a coaching college? Students may say that they provided an increase in effort however their parents may say so otherwise.
Though many of you’s may disagree, good, cause I’m not sure if I agree with what I just said either. It’s called a paradox. Knowing people as I do, few of yous if not most are beginning to think, "Wow, that must be what’s going on in John’s life". Sorry, I don’t like to base my ideas based on what happens to me individually if it occurs at all. I’m merely suggestion my point of view on the matter. Tutoring is also unfair to the less previledged where they cannot afford to "increase" their intelligence while they watch others exploiting the system.
"Irony" comes up every Term in SEC. The "teachers" discuss it every single time. I’m perfectly aware of the meaning how it was more deeply enhanced last term. Peter had actually provided a thought that had never occured to me if not the whole class. Irony is often confused with contradiction and coincidence. E.g. If you were discussing about somebody and they happen to walk through the door, that is not ironic, it’s coincidental. Also if somebody says "Isn’t it ironic that the dumbest person in our grade just called the other guy stupid?!" That is not ironic, it’s a contradiction. Knowing these two basic principles I begin to pick up people’s mistakes however I do not actually tell them considering a) they wouldn’t care and b) it’ll take too long and energising just to expalin it.
Lookie I got 14 minutes left. Now moving on to the good side about tutoring.
I enjoy tutoring…well the majority of my terms at a coaching college have been pleasant, it’s only recently that I’m less comfortable. I had enjoyed tutoring on the fact that I didn’t know anybody from school, if everybody from tutoring were from my school, it wouldn’t be tutoring would it? It would seem exactly like school. Now having 1 person isn’t bad, but when that number escalates to a ratio which seemed disproportional to the rest of the class, it makes me uncomfortable.
I like meeting new people. It’s a thrill to meet different and interesting people. It’s really amazing, I went to SEC without knowing anybody and I somehow managed myself to make friends with Jesse. It’s just a matter of first impression, though I may not be too good at it I definately know what sort of people that’s befriendable. I pretty much cancel out all the people that I believe are dickheads and *poof* there you have it people that you believe aren’t so bad.
Okay okay, enough of my life. Tutoring creates friendships. Oh my bloody god, I’m sounding so corny right now. So yeah, it does. Sometimes it heps to meet other people outside of school as it helps you to interact with different people and total strangers. Think of it as a social outing except that you pay 50 bucks for 3 hours in which you do work. Sounds pretty good to me.
This term who know’s what might happen. I’m gonna kill Jesse for not turning up last week. However, if he doesn’t turn up this term there’s nothing I can do about it. Hehe, you know what I’m thinking about now? I’m thinking that it may not be a wise move for Sally to come to Sundays. I don’t know, it’s just a hunch that things are going to go bad. I’m such a pessimist when it comes to these things. However, when bad things do happen I switch back into a optimist. Funny how my mind works. *addresses Sally* Anyways, your mum probably won’t appreciate catching the train with you on Saturdays and Sundays. Which leads me into thinking about something else. What would you say if she asks you for the reason to go to SEC on both Saturdays and Sundays? Haha…off goes my train of suss thoughts. Still the bestest best bear, followed by Kelvin 
Lookie, 10 oclock. Going to go do stuff now.
G’night
Just go with it…
Jul 22nd
I’m frustrated about alot of things but I really shouldn’t be complaining now should I? It’s just so typical, but I’m gonna do so anyways. First week of school is always the most interesting, its the period when I’m more hyped. Oh remind me to place a special message at the end of this blog for someone special. Someone special indeed.
Oh my god, my parents just called me over for a "chat" and now I feel all fucktarded. I’m not going to go into the details but yeah I feel all weired out. I don’t want to go into every miniscule detail as I too have my limitations. My dad wants to talk to me like a "friend" and yeah I want the same thing but you know how things are. They just never work the way you want it to so complications occur but I reckon my relationships with my parents are better than some if not most. *sigh*
Okay, Ben called me a "mini-Maddox". Is that an insult or a complement. Depends on how you look at it. Maddox is a prick and I will never be like him. His ego is constantly expanding at the speed of light and I seriously do not give a damn fuck about what he says. Jesus Christ it’s being so long since I last swore at this rate. I try to keep my foul mouth to the minimal due to the audience that visits this pathetic blog.
Nobody wants to be lonely, nobody. I often thought about how people tend to smile when they recieve a phone call. When you walk down a street and you see individuals by themselves, are they smiling? The majority aren’t. Often mostof them have a blank face, thinking about the events in their lives and how they can better themselves. However, when you compare that with a person who’s walking side by side with a friend or on the phone with a friend, there’s always a smile on their faces. Nobody wants to be alone, nobody. I guess the best thing that can happen to anyone is to find somewhere in which they belong and is wanted. I feel like collapsing and do nothing but I feel there’s an obligation to continue. There is always a time where everybody has felt left out, I know I have and though not everyone has told me I’m pretty certain they have felt it to. That emptiness in your soul that just doesn’t go away, that errie feeling when nothing feels right, that undeniable tension where you obviously don’t fit in and wish someone can lift you from your misery and take you to a place far far away. I’ve been thinking alot. There’s probably two professions I can get into, either pyschology of computing. To tell you the truth, I hate people. You may think that’s rather cynical of me, but its the truth, nobody is perfect so everybody has a fault, I despise that fault. Then again I wouldn’t like anybody to be perfect, it’s the flaw that propells us, it’s the flaw that attracts us. It is the flaw. I myself is flawed, in more than one ways and different people may judge me differently but as long as I recognise my own flaws, I am perfect.
I just set my MSN to appear offline. No I’m not locking you out, just locking myself in, at least for now.
Watson asked whether I was able to play for 5th Grade this Saturday. I said I would but I’m not going to go. I have lying. I hate it with the upmost intent. I didn’t want to go but Watson asked me if I was available to come. I was available to come so I replied yes. Urgh! I hate myself when I can’t even put myself up to something so small. It’s not like I don’t lie it’s just I feel so bad about lying. One thing I put myself through is to never to narc any of my friends. Never. I won’t lie but I won’t tell the truth either. Just say nothing. It happened to me once before though I just replied "I don’t know" where obviously everybody knew that I knew who it was, everybody else knew except for the teacher yet I simply replied "I don’t know". No, never narc a friend. One of my standing morals. So if I do get an ass whooping from Watson on Wednesday, FUCK it, I’m just going to go with it and see where it leads me. I made the suggestion that I might even get kicked out and somebody else (don’t know who) suggested that I could always go back to 7th Grade. I don’t think that’s going to happen anytime soon. Half the team probably don’t care if I’m gone or not, some may even feel relieved. I don’t think anybody is going to miss me though, nobody. I don’t seriously care, it’s not in their nature. If Watson does kick me out (which I highly doubt) Ima just gonna go to Cross Country. Last year was probably the best season of soccer. I miss Alan Chau, I had more fun with him as coach then all my previous experiences combined.
*sigh – number 2*
Raise your hand if you have a room. Now continue to raise your hand if you have to share that room. I see that the only person with their hand up right now is mine. Believe it or not, I’ve been sharing my room since year 4. Though there may be some on and off periods however, the point is, I don’t have a room to myself right now. It’s not that I hate sharing, it’s just gotten to a state where it’s abit ridiculous. I really shouldn’t complain.
PCBEEF is lame. Somebody PLEASE I beg of you think up of a short, simple alias for me that isn’t lame. I have not a trace of creativity inside me and thus it’s impossible to come up with a nickname that isn’t already taken.
You know what? My ego with computers is going to destroy me one day. I cannot hack anybody better than me. It’s the truth and I admit it. I enjoy helping others with computer related issues. It drives me. I know noone to be better. I believe out of the people that knows me, I am the best at system optimisation and error fixing. Though there are certain aspects which I lack the skill in such as programming where I admit not humbly that there may exist certain individuals who may be better at me at programming but I promise you I will surpass them. I fucking sound like Luke Skywalker. Fuck me and my ego. My knowledge of computers is the only thing that makes me stand out. I love it.
Note: I’m only good with software, I’m a complete failure at hardware though that’s why google comes in handy alot of times.
On the bus this morning I overheard a chick convo. Some SGHS girls were discussing how Juniors has no experience with guys and how they should grasp the fundamentals first and get some practice. I was just sitting there thinking "Are you for real?!" Is it just me or is there a fucktarded amount of Asian Bananawomen around? I mean it’s fine and stuff but shit, I don’t know, they were just spinning me out.
Richard was reading out my horoscope today I have no idea why. He read something about relationships becoming stronger or something. I simply laughed and replied "Sounds kinda kinky". I’ve been using kinky alot these days. It just sounds funny.
*sigh – number 3*
Here’s a final note.
Dear those who access my blog through ~HeppyMao…please don’t. It’s annoying the shits out of me so please I implore you to never come here again and tell all your friend’s not to visit. If I another person who has accessed my blog through ~HeppyMao in the following 7 days I will seriously scream.
*Collapses*
The End
edit2: I deleted edit 1
The End – Number 3
Eek!
Jul 19th
You know what? Nothing.
I’m sure there are heaps of blogs or websites out there, discussing Harry Potter, of which millions will be celebtrating its release as if it brought to them a piece of their soul. A few others however (in proportion to the praises) will probably be discussing its downsides and the patheticness of it all.
What you think about Harry Potter is up to you and I’ll leave you to make that decision for yourself.
13 Books a second…that’s the rate of which the books are being sold in the UK. I’m sure you yourself have bought one if not downloaded a Ebook off the net or rather know somebody who has. The eccentricity of people amazes me. However, I was shutdown by Alan when he used the topic of "The Matrix" against me. Fair enough. That’s the point, I’m the only fanatic that I know of, maybe its good, maybe its bad, but from whatever perspective you look at it from, nobody except me really cares. I’ll stop now. I feel like bagging the craze (not the book) people have for Harry Potter but today I’m feeling…how should I put it…optimistic? That’s not the word…no matter…you know what I mean.
Ellipsis, it was brought to my attention that it was an Asian characteristic. The fact that I was believed to be white surprises me, what would you call a White Guy wanting to be Asian? Who knows… There I go, I used it again. I find it quiet useful in creating silences and suggesting that there’s more to be said though I cannot be bothered to say it. Why am I writing in this tone? It feels restless.
Ladies and Gentleman, in the past 3 days I’ve done 280 pushups. I’ll do 20 more later on tonight to make it 300. My shoulders are sore but that doesn’t stop me, does it? The funny thing is, I have no way of training my situps considering there’s nobody to hold my feet. I really need to develop some kind of muscle in my abdomenal area. I have no idea why I care now…I think its cause I don’t want to end up as those people who have no atheletical abilities and is only good with their brains. My aim is to do 100 pushups non-stop. It’s not impossible. Just requires determination. Something that I lack.
First day of school, my ghetto friends. That sounds really lame, considering none of us are from the ghetto and the majority of my friends have no "spirit" or "soul". Whatever man, take it easy, take a step back and smell the daisies cause Ima lay it all down here for you. First day weren’t that bad. Caught up with friends, had a laugh here and there, it was all good.
Nothing much to say about the first day of school, nothing out of the ordinary.
Eminem is quiting. I’m not going to make a big deal out of it and I’m sure those who know me will bound to realise that I’m dissappointed. No need to get all pansy over it, it’s not like he’s dead.
My blogs are relatively shorter than before. The content is also more disjointed. I don’t know what to write anymore.
*Even Bigger Sigh*
"Revenge is a meal best served cold" – Creasy ~ Man On Fire
"I am not what I am but what I am not" – I just came up with it after reading Othello
"If you don’t know me who is you to pass some judgment on me?" – Grey
"This is my life, these are ways, these are the things I go through every day to day, this is my life, these are ways, then I don’t think this world will ever change, then feel me" – Thai
"You will never know the pain that I feel, you can never know what’s keeping me real, pray to God everytime that I need. A struggles seems to never end" – Slant Eyed Descendants
May not be the most insightful quotes or lyrics, but yeah it’s good enough for me.
Ignorance is bliss.
My Back’s Sore…
Jul 17th
I should seriously stop with the ellipsis at the end of my title shouldn’t I? If it’s bugging anybody just let me know.
Everyday now for the past 3-4 Days I have gotten up (feels like I’m retelling my life story) and if I got up before 10 I would have breakfast, brush teeth and play half hour of basketball. If I got up after 10 I would just brush my teeth and go out for some basketball.
For those who are lost, I have a basketball hoop in my backyard. So anyways, today I would up after 10 so I conveniently brushed my teeth and headed out for some basketball. Normally I only play for around 20-30 minutes but today it was more like 3040. I made up some pathetic policy that I would do 10 pushups for every airball…I made 9 airballs. For those mathematically challenged, that would be 90 pushups. Weren’t that hard.
What is pissing me off, is the fact that I have an aching back…for no bloody reason. It started like couple of days ago, but today it’s being a real bitch. Coincidentally, my mum was telling me about sleeping on my soft bed is giving her back aches as she was used to the hard mattress (don’t ask me why unless you’re really interested which I assume none of you’s are or interested in this blog for that matter) so yeah..I dunno.
I might play basketball each day after school except on Wednesdays since I have sport. It’ll at least stop my parents from complaining about my lack of exercise.
Moving away from my life, though I’m sure you’re extremely interested in every second of it, I might write about something else. There is nothing to write about!
I’ll just list the things I like (this is my personality…not my life )
)- Stars
- making people laugh
- my lil bro
- my friends
- not being a dickhead
That’s pretty much it…those are the only things I can think about right now that aren’t materialistic. I guess you can add my parents in there, but that just ruins the whole list doesn’t it?
School starts in 2 days. Fuck man, if I breathe at a different angle my back hearts.
I’m so bored, I want to go iceskating…who’s with me?
Here are some Matrix pics for your viewing please. Are you reading this or were you looking at the woman in red? Look again.
Here I am…at it again…
Jul 14th
Parents never seem to be happy do they? I finally for the first time got into the merit list for my school in academics. However, it didn’t seem much of a big deal to me considering 1/3 of the grade made it. My Dad just gave me the usual emotionless tick of approval however despite my above average report card he still managed to give me few seconds of guilt. He questioned me on my one unexplained and one partial absence. The unexplained was due to the fact that the roll call teacher marked me away as I was obviously there. The partial absence was purely due to the fact that I was late to school by two minutes. So yeah I guess I got off relatively easy this semester. But then again let’s hope it keep it this way. My mum just gave me her "Congratulations!" and attempting to sound encouraging. In a way it works but it doesn’t really make me feel any better. It’s just different hearing the same words from your parent than hearing it from a friend. Though didn’t get much of the latter, I was pretty satisfied.
This year has a been a year of firsts. First time I made it on the merit list, first time I played pool and DDR and I’m pretty sure there are many more first times just I can’t remember it. Today is another first. First time I got below average in my report from SEC. That is a fucking big first. You can say I’m pissed, maybe it’s the guilt floating inside me, knowing how my mum feels. I’ve pretty much memorised all the things she needs to say to me. I’m worried about the future too much, not knowing what’s there or what’s about to happen worries me. I don’t want to know, but the not knowingness frightens me. Let’s just say SEC is a rollercoaster ride. You get the ups and you get the downs. Last term has been hell, never have I gotten a B in my report card, it’s always A or A-. Do the people in my class have anything to do with it? I guess it does. I’ve never actually had a proper class. I hate the current room we’re in. Everything has to do with the fact that I failed miserably this term. I guess the best term was Term 4 2004. Now that was a good term. Though the teachers were average the people were great. The term where I had the best teachers had to be Term 2 2003. It’s amazing how I actually remember all this stuff. I remember…just the good and bad memories.
*sigh* The biggest argument my parents use against me is the fact that I talk too much on the computer. BULLSHIT. When they see me typing on the computer like I am now they assume I’m chatting to someone. I don’t want to explain that I’m simply writing a blog as they will ask questions such as "What is a blog?" followed by "Can I read it?". If my parents read this, I would seriously crawl into a hole and never see the light of day again.
I guess this is a motivation for me not to fuck up in the future. Jesus, why I can’t I ever be consistent. I often laugh at people due to their lack of will power but only to realise that I myself do not have as much as I imagined.
Life is a puzzle, sometimes you find the right pieces quickly, sometimes it takes forever, sometimes the pieces of the puzzle fall together, sometimes pieces of the puzzles fall apart. No matter what I tend to work from the outside and finishing in the middle. There’s my cliche of the week for ya. I don’t think I’ve copied it elsewhere, chances are I just made it up. Shit. I hate it when I get into my current mood.
So fucking useless.
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Yours Never
Mood Swings…
Jul 13th
I belive I have a unique mood that NOBODY can match up to. The funny thing is, I’ve been getting different responses from people. I wonder if it has something to do with the increasing responsibilities, pressures and committments. I’ve been pretty much doing 1 test each day from http://web.tickle.com/ and today I did a mood swing test. Yes you may call me somewhat obsessed but my friend I’m sorry to say, you are mistaken. I’m just merely doing it in order to seek enlightenment from a computer program made up of a series of 1′s and 0′s.
Here were my results:
John, your mood tends to swing between Calm & Happy.
Most of the time you feel calm. Your positive outlook on life is paired with a fairly low energy level. Although you might not realize it, your lower energy level is a positive attribute—it allows you to fully experience and appreciate your feelings of optimism. When you feel happy, you no doubt experience feelings of satisfaction and contentment as well as a positive outlook on life.
When you experience the ups and downs of mood swings, the most important thing to remember is that you’re not alone. Everyone—even the calmest individual—is liable to fly off the handle now and again.
The funny thing is, I tend to laugh alot. I guess I believe if some people see me happy they wouldn’t be as uptight and more relaxed. But generally I tend to laugh to pass time as most of the time I have nothing better to say. It’s funny, I often get people going "Why are you laughing?!" or "Why are you always so happy?!" or something along those lines.
Nowadays, I find certain things extremely pissy, I’ve become more critical about the stuff I’ve around me and I guess some people don’t like critical people. Thus certain individuals see me as "aggro". Ironically enough the people who call me "aggro" aren’t as innocent themselves. I find it lately, I’m most happy in the mornings and its all downhill from there on. I’m talking about school days, in the holidays it’s all different. Luckily enough, theres always somebody there to make everything seem better. Sometimes there isn’t but sleep always seem to do the job.
Tony is probably thinking "oh no, I’m climbing his fence again" if he is reading this crap. Fair enough. For those who don’t understand, you never will and don’t bother asking.
You know what? I think things are going to change. I’m probably be more calm in 6th Grade. I’ve found out that it’s mainly sport that pisses me off. As much as I enjoy it, it brings anguish, betrayal and what not. Considering I don’t know anybody in 6th Grade and I’ve probably gained some of their respect I will control myself alot better. *smiles*
I demand iceskating. No many lazy fuckers not wanting to go or can’t be bothered to go complaining about all kinds of shit. If they only put as much commitment into social outings as they do for gaming or education they won’t be as enclosed in their shell. A balanced lifestyle is a happy lifestyle. Another cliche! Bite me!
For those interested, I use Werd 2002 to write up my blogs.
If you don’t know me,who is you to pass some judgement on me?
You gonna need to get your people
go and sic ‘em on me,
Look in my eyes
And you can feel how strong my spirit homie,
I’ll never budge an inch,
There ain’t no way ya’ll control me,
See every day I’m pouring liquor out the bottle top,
To ease the pain that every day I struggle hard alot,
The pressure building on my shoulders,
while the world is turning,
My thought’s are cloudy I think my eternal soul is burning.
Kamikaze Grey – Power of a Dollar
I love the first line. Great beat. Great lyrics. Just Great.
Begin
Edit: I would like to congratulate whoever viewed my blog at 13/07/2005 10:42:12 PM as it was the 3000th page view. 3000 pageviews, not bad for a blog that noone reads, which noone cares huh?
Changing…
Jul 10th
Chinatown! Home of the notorious thugs! Doing notorious things, selling notorious drugs!Man I love that song! I’m beginning to listen to Asian Rap these days. Luckily it isn’t a big genre therefore its pretty easy to follow. I pretty much just go to www.aznraps.com and just simply download the songs there. The above song is called Notorious by LS. If you have the time go download it and give it a go. Most of you won’t like it so don’t even bother…yep…you’re perfectly aware what I’m talking about.
My favourite line in the song is "they’re begging to be me, begging to see me in the cemetary buried six feet".
Whatever bro, just to let you know, I’m not all mainstream. I’m still gonna download songs which I like and there’s nothing you can do about it. So kiss my yellow ass.
Did you guys have a good read of the above link? Think about it. He’s wrong and he’s right. Raise your hand if you’re pissed. Did you really raise your hand? You must be pretty stupid to actually raise your hand. You must be an idiot if you got angry considering people like Maddox has nothing else to do except piss people like you off.
Guess what? I got 425 hits last week. All thanks to you livejournal people. I literally cracked up when I read this "LiveJournal: Here’s a little trick you can use to find out whether a link someone sends you is worth checking. If it contains the words "live, journal," or any combination thereof, you can safely ignore the link without missing out on anything." Sorry guys, I’m just reiterating his point.
Now, now, what else was on my mind. Oh yes, why is it that everytime Sally says something it comes true? I got sick last Monday and still am a little right now. Yesterday she said "lets ur dreams haunt u tonite" although I didn’t get any nightmares, I couldn’t sleep until 1:45AM. I had to get up as my cough was killing me.
Went to a gym today, an actual proper gym. Just opened up three weeks ago and man was it sophisticated. I didn’t do much, just had a swim and man that was tiring. I never do anything apart from freestyle and I forgot to bring my goggle so I did breaststroke and backstroke. I’m so weak. Urgh! Can’t help it.
Anyways one thing that Maddox said I have to agree with. Writing a blog doesn’t really improve anyone’s writing skills. Unless they try, it’s not going to make much difference. I’ve realised how shocking my writing is and I seriously can’t help it. *sigh* I just suck at languages, my brain doesn’t click well with literature. I like logical things better. Things which fit together perfectly like a jigsaw puzzle.
You scored as Dirty Piercings. AH!!! You dirty person you! Put that away!!! Who did that for you!? Your the kinkiest of the kinkiest and probably think you’re hot stuff. Well, maybe you are but that’s kinda nasty. Ew. Weirdo.
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Since I did the test, I might as well put it up. No Biggy, though I don’t think the results are accurate it doesn’t make much difference cause it’s not gonna change your your views of me…or is it?
My bro just refused to go out with my parents to Hurstville. Farout, now I have to be stuck with him for the next 2 hours.
Hope you enjoyed reading this pathetic piece of shit.
There’s not much you could do or say to phase me
Also, MSN Plus is planning to have tabbed conversations in its next release. I cannot wait.
Laterz’
Edit: I added 2 images. The rabbit was created by the talented Sally Ngai and put together using Adobe ImageReady CS2 by me. The matrix of course is created by me. I had to scan the pics from the Matrix Booklet which came with the DVD box set. Click the images to see them animate. Enjoy.
My Two Cents
Jul 8th
Why does everybody get hyped up about some terrorist attack? They are happening each day in Iraq but nobody seems to care yet when it occurs in say London everybody gets all scared.
People are too insecure. After the Bali bombings nobody went to Bali. That is pretty stupid.
"Once bitten, twice shy"
It’s like robbing the same house twice, no thief would ever do it. If Bali already got Bombed what are the chances that they will bomb it again? Bali is probably safer after the bombings knowing that it’ll never happen again. I reckon it’s inevitable that Sydney gets attacked, after all that shit Howard has forced Australia to undergo, fighting side by side with America, wouldn’t you think terrorists would get a "little" pissed? Just a little?
Might as well get it done and over with rather than having people worrying about it. Cityrail definitely requires an overhaul.
Okay, okay, you guys are probably thinking "WTF, that is just stupid". Heck, I don’t even know if I believe what I’m saying, it’s just the logical thing to do. It’s like taking a shit before you shower, do you wipe your ass or do you just get up, flush the toilet and enter the shower and let the water cleanse you of your inpurities? Of course you wipe your ass! You must be pretty fucked if you don’t. But the logical thing to do is just get up and get into the shower. You save yourself couple toilet squares.
Is it just me or are all Eurasian girls hot? I mean everywhere I go, they’re just there, looking good and enticing. *sigh* I’m addicted to a song called "Concerto pour deux voix" by Clemence & Jean-Baptiste Maunier. The translation is pretty much "A concert for two voices" and yes there are two people singing, although there are no lyrics. It sounds heavenly, you must go and listen to it. Clemence is so damn fine. She looks so sweet and innocent. Just download it and listen to it. Sounds soooo heavenly. It’s extremely soothing and I wish there’s a longer version with only her voice. Guess it’ll never happen. Let my fantasies run wild.
Ever say something that you’re not really sure you believe in it?
Went to Kelv’s place today. It was da bomb, though I can imagine that it wasn’t nearly as good as Kev’s, it was still pretty damn good. So Kev’s place might be even better. We had great fun. Awesome time. Watched cable tv, played ESPN2k5, DDR, basketball and Finally King of Fighters. It was my first time playing DDR and I was pretty shit. I owned in King of Fighters, first time playing it and I beat Kelvin like 3 times! w00t! Haha, I miss playing Street Fighter with Johnny back in primary school. Those were the days. I literally owned everybody with Garuda. Not having played a fighting game in like several years, my left thumb feels like a developing blister. I prob would of owned even more if I actually knew the moves instead of guessing them. It was the usual down, right, punch/kick for a basic move and down, right, down, right punch/kick for combo. But the characters varied and some were pissy to use.
Today I have to say has been the smoothest of all the trips I’ve been to. Nothing went wrong, everything was fine and it ran like clockwork. Thanks Jason and his mum for giving me a ride to West Ryde station. Who knows what would of happened to a confused asian boy alone on the streets of Erminton. Haha, the name Erminton just throws the whole thing off. What a hilarious name!
Fuck, I missed the Eminem performance on the MTV Movie Awards. Since it was Movie Awards, I didn’t expect him to perform, so yeah. Fuck! I’ll try downloading the scene with Limewire or something. This is something I CANNOT miss.
Laterz’
Edit: Just found a video clip of the performance, downloading now. Yeah!
What I’ve realised
Jul 5th
You know what I’ve realised? The majority of Asians don’t use MSN Spaces. The only reason people actually use MSN SPACES is due to the fact that they installed MSN Messenger 7 thus discovering this new feature. I however, signed up in December therefore did not begin blogging due to MSN7.
To tell you the truth I never knew about this concept of web logs since Spaces. I had absolutely no idea. To my utter surprise, it wasn’t uncommon, it had existed for quiet some time just without my realisation.
*sigh*
Don’t worry this is just my pathetic attempt in moving my previous entries into archives. I’m digging a hole, chucking everything in it and hoping that people would never dig it back up.
Then again, knowing people, that will only entice them to dig. Haha here’s a interesting quotes for ya
"Your son has sunk so low that he has started to dig"
No, it was not one of my comments for my report.
Which makes me think, prostitutes, strippers, porn stars etc must have extremely low self-esteems. How can anybody put themselves in such a position in order to make money. "Whores" back in medieval times were considered the lowest of the low, even more so than beggars. I guess that hasn’t really changed. We feel sympathetic towards beggars but how often do we feel sympathetic for strippers?
*sigh* The gang is having fun at Kev’s place…without me. I feel so left out. Today I did absolutely nothing. I watched Alexander and that’s about it. It was a bloody two hours and 45 minutes! There were bits that were interesting but the majority was utter boredom. I did a bit of reasearch for my physics and that’s about it.
I guess no "Chick chat" huh Kelvin? That’s too bad, there’s always Kevin, Henry, Dennis, Jason, Jason, Robin, Peter and is Engle going as well?
Lookie, parents home, time for dinner.
Laterz’
Your whining bitch *wink*
