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Me, Me, Me…Me Too…
Jan 11th
*becomes conscious*
*gets up to pick up phone which ends up dead, open door for dad*
*goes back to the bed*
*contemplates the irrevocable nature of dream that will never happen in real life*
*gets up*
*says Good Morning to members I can see*
*goes on the computer to write a blog*
James: Have you brushed your teeth John?
Me: No
James: Go brush your teeth John!
Me: Later
James: Baba! John hasn’t brushed his teeth yet! *to me* Go brush your teeth John!
Me: Okay
*goes to bathroom and takes a piss*
*comes back to study*
James: Have you brushed your teeth?
Me: *sigh* No
*walks to bathroom again*
James: *at the same time* Go brush your teeth John!
*brushes teeth*
*comes back to write this blog*
Well I had a pretty good dream, though I’m sure it’ll NEVER happen despite the fact that it’s not one of those illogical dreams where there are fairies and dragons and what not going around (not that I’ve had any of those dreams) no but this dream could be a real life situation but I doubt it’ll happen. My theory is, if I’ve thought about it, it’ll never happen. Things like those grasp me in surprise. Oh and no I won’t be discussing the content of the dream, you guys can figure out the rest yourself.
One thing I dispise is how people enforces their influences on others. I mean sure it can be for a good thing when it’s for serious situations but its the little bits and pieces that annoys me. It’s also the contradictory nature of these that too frustrates me every time somebody says it.
Sneezing is a perfect example. If somebody sneezes, another will tell them to cover their mouth, though that would mean having all this crap on your hands (Alan Chow), so ergo another will suggest to hold your nose but there will always be that one person telling you it’s bad for you having no proof whatsoever (it is also suggested that if you hold your nose, a vein at the back of your neck might break causing you to DIE), so now sneezing is a life and death matter. So you comeback to your original situation, sneezing without covering nor holding until somebody else tells you if you sneeze too hard your ribs will break.
Okay, so what is the lesser evil? Sneezing naturally and have your ribs break, covering your nose to have crap all over your hands, holding your nose and possible die? I think I’ll take my chances with die.
Though sneezing is not it. Food is another. Constantly, people will tell me what’s good for me especially in China "Go eat that, that’s good for you" and I constantly go "Everything is good for you". It’s like when I said that I was drinking coffee and some dude just comes up and says "Coffee contains 20 chemicals which create cancer" and I think to myself yes and it also supposedly prevents arthritis or was it osteoperosis? But that’s the thing, having somebody tell you what’s bad for you is worse than somebody telling you something that’s good for you.
It’s like dude! Eating too much of anything is bad for you. You can actually die from drinking too much water! How screwed is that? Though I despise smokers in general, I feel for them in a way that they might be bombarded with people telling them that smoking is bad for them. Of course they know that smoking is bad for them! Nobody is dumb enough to think that smoking is good for them. Health is not that much of a concern to them if they bother to smoke! If they did concern about their health they would QUIT.
Okay, I’ll stop with the above rant.
The reason I haven’t blogged lately or been "Online" on msn lately is due to Kal. I do work in the mornings and sometimes play in the arvo and at night so yeah. Decided to quit.
Anyways, went to Jambaroo yesterday, started learning to drive two days before and also went to a family friend’s party. Going to Kev’s tomorrow. Have tutoring starting on the 16th. Got nothing else planed. Might watch Chicken Little some time in the holidays. It was suppose to be yesterday but Dad decided to go to Jamberoo along with his friend.
My bro has been watching The Matrix and The Matrix Reloaded for like the past week every day. On one occassion he watched both movies TWICE. No he is not lame enough to spend 12hours watching TV. Simply skipping ahead to the good bits etc. He’s has also taken the liberty to memorise the "purpose" bit in Reloaded. Well he hasn’t memorised it, it’s more like "Its purpose tha…*mumbles*…*catches the last syllable or so*. It’s pretty funny. My mum blames the Matrix watching on me. Too bad he still doesn’t have a sense of music huh? It doesn’t matter, not that I’ve shoving on these influences on him which many of you will beg to differ.
Well this isn’t one week of catching up, but yeah.
It’s something you’ll never understand…
Jan 1st
Well, you know the drilll, everybody goes to everybody going "Happy New Year", make New Years Resolutions and get all crazy just to forget all about it a week later. It’s all good.
Well, this New Year’s have been extremely interesting. I guess I went through two firsts this New Year. First time I spent New Year without my family and first time I actually went on a sleepover. I’ve "hosted" for a sleepover only once ever and that was like in Year 2 for one friend.
I’ve decided not to talk about every little detail that has happened but just the ones which have caught my attention.
We were playing table-tennis (and yeah Henry tries way too hard) and there were no specific "winner". Let’s see Henry beats everybody except Francis, I beat Francis (three times in a row might I add 
) and Dennis beats me (well during the first 2 games anyway ) and Tony beats Dennis (Jack and Angelo are somewhere in between). So in conclusion Tony is the best at table-tennis 
(ignoring the practice games I’ve had with him *whistles*).
) and Dennis beats me (well during the first 2 games anyway ) and Tony beats Dennis (Jack and Angelo are somewhere in between). So in conclusion Tony is the best at table-tennis (ignoring the practice games I’ve had with him *whistles*).I swear F.E.A.R. is definately one of the scariest games I’ve ever played. It’s not like Doom or Quake where a random monster jumps at you and you just mouse click like a homocidal maniac. Fear incorporates things which you can ever think of. It’s pretty insane, you have really creepy music, low lighting which requires you to use a torch (though that issue was gotten rid of by turning up the gamma) but seriously, imagine if you may, your in a room whose only light source ist that coming from the computer. The only sound you can hear is the sound from the speakers. There are eerie music and constant noises of whispers, people dying etc. Well it’s pretty hard to imagine but it’s definately something that must be played to fully understand. I wasn’t that scared, mainly cause I had Tony next to me 
The charge with shotgun strategy always works
The charge with shotgun strategy always works We also watched "World without theves" I’ve actually watched the first 10 minutes of the film and thought it was pretty lame thus not continuing to watch it, probably a mistake as it turned out to be an awesome film. I don’t think anybody had any problems with my calls every now and then, but if there’s someone to blame its Francis who said "Don’t get excited John" during the first scene. I mean that just got me started with a whole series of stuff which was said and those which weren’t (*sigh* I refrained in making some calls which may not be suitable for the younger audience )
)Francis: John’s getting excited
Me: Yeah of course (I’m playing along), who isn’t?
*silence with some scattered laughs*
I guess there really isn’t a response to that question, sorta a lose lose situation if you think about it
It was a pretty interesting film, pretty cynical in some sense but has a rather nice underlying meaning etc. There were several kinky moments which were pleasing to the eye but considering it’s an Asian film, you don’t get to see much of anything.
Remember kids, there were no air-con, merely a fan so only the upper half of the body was fine whilst the nether regions were becoming steadily more moist Luckily I brought a change of everything. Definately needed a change of underwear
Luckily I brought a change of everything. Definately needed a change of underwear Anyways, moving away from underwear, one can say that after playing 6 hours of monopoly one can find the game monotonous. Especially since I was on the losing end on both two games, it doesn’t get too interesting during the dangerous periods of the game. There seemed to be a constanst drone of "ogasmic" and "empty-shelled" dice rolls.
Table-tennis was hilarious. I mean Angelo beats Jack, Jack beats Tony, Henry beats Angelo, Francis beats Henry, I beat Francis (three times in a row might I add ), Dennis beats me and Tony beats Dennis. Well, it wasn’t always like this but just invision if you will, by this logic, Tony is the best at table-tennis!
), Dennis beats me and Tony beats Dennis. Well, it wasn’t always like this but just invision if you will, by this logic, Tony is the best at table-tennis!What happened aftwareds was pretty funny, my shorts were cuffing my thighs so I decided to change.
Me: I’m gonna change my shorts, don’t look
*Tony just sits backfaced not responding*
*I change and gets up to get drink from kitchen*
*I come back*
Tony: Did you change at all?!
*dumbfounded look*
~5 minutes later
*Francis walks in*
Francis: Did you change?!
Me: Yeah *stupefied*
I think Tony isn’t very observant
By this morning at around 7 or so I had completely changed my entire set of clothing, shorts, shirt, socks, underwear. We went to the park to checkout the "sunrise" and got a soccerball to play around. I began juggling as usual not caring about the wet grass. I also slide tackled next to the soccer ball in retrieving it just to I guess try it out. So in the end, my freshly changed shirt and shorts were all dirty 
So sad…
So sad…When we got back there was nothing to do, I wasn’t interested in doing anything which were available so simply started to listen to my mp3 player on the sofa and attempting to rest. Dennis conveninetly took 25 pictures of me, from various angles which included a upside down shot with Henry’s phone. I randomly sent 3 photos to my phone via infra-red, I’ll upload the pics later tonight or something amongst other random photos including Dennis’s puppy fat.
Dennis was sleeping on me! Well not on me, but on my leg. I was in the corner, leg sticking out, he puts a cushion on my leg and sleeps on the cushion but it wasn’t directly on my leg just resting against it I guess. I knew this but can’t be screwed moving as I was already in my nice position. After some time I just hear Dennis go something like "Whoa, what the f*ck, I’m sleeping on John’s leg!"
I’ve probably forgotten some other memorable moments but what the hell, I’ll add few later if I remember. Now I’m going to go into my AIR-CONNED living room and lie down I’ve probably slept for like 1 hour, though it’s a semisleep, the type where you’re conscious but "sleeping" at the same time if you know what I mean. I don’t feel all that tired at the moment, by eyes are becoming tired though. Catch you’s later.
I’ve probably slept for like 1 hour, though it’s a semisleep, the type where you’re conscious but "sleeping" at the same time if you know what I mean. I don’t feel all that tired at the moment, by eyes are becoming tired though. Catch you’s later.Edit ~ @ Kayla
Haha, which random may you be? I’ve had several randoms commenting no my blogs, all referring to themselves as "randoms" but your the first to refer to your name *thumbs up*
*thumbs up*Thanks for the cheesecake I like cakes. Would you like to know why I write so much? (The rest of you’s can read this as well ) The reason is that nobody tells me that I can’t. I do it cause I can and yeah, those who can’t don’t but I can so I guess that makes me unique It’s always easier to write something unforced than to write an essay or story in order to gain marks etc. These are merely MY thoughts so I guess I get full marks for it
I like cakes. Would you like to know why I write so much? (The rest of you’s can read this as well ) The reason is that nobody tells me that I can’t. I do it cause I can and yeah, those who can’t don’t but I can so I guess that makes me unique It’s always easier to write something unforced than to write an essay or story in order to gain marks etc. These are merely MY thoughts so I guess I get full marks for it Kayla, you must’ve either a) read A LOT of my blogs or b) pick up things really quickly
But then I guess who haven’t said "What’s with you and Matrix?" to me? I can’t think of anybody.
Anyways, I’ll just throw something crazy here, you seem cool, since your blog is set to private I can’t leave a comment or anything, but if you SOMEHOW is reading this…again…you can feel free to add me (johnjiang88@hotmail.com). Those else who want to can as well. New Year special
Edit
Here’s Francis’s weblog for a recap of the events before he had to go…
Ready for an emo moment?
Dec 30th
I did something either incredibly stupid or incredibly bold…
I got this junkmail from some chick (judging by the name) and I replied to the mail with two words "Fuck You". Two rather simple words is it not?
I’ve controlled myself pretty good these days but I just feel so helpless right now. It’s like generally when I see these junkmail, I simply "Report and Delete" but I just felt like having some sort of control if you know what I mean.
What is my ambition? I hope to create something splendid. Perhaps its a dream, perhaps its just a fantasy, but whatever it is, it seems so far away and impossible for me.
How can you get anywhere if you don’t know where to start, how to start it.
Go figure, I just got another email from the postmaster telling met that it was unable to send it to the recipient. I should’ve figured. *sigh* So again, I’ve made no difference.
Tell me. Are there people on your contact list whom you have 5 minute response times?
Seriously, sometimes I just give up talking to certain people, it takes them more than 5 minutes to reply and generally its a one liner, even worse if they reply with a simple "lol".
I can never tell how people use the word "lol" everybody has their own meaning when they use it. Some people use it to merely suggest that something funny has happened, others use it to merely pass time. Few actually use it to suggest actual laughter. I guess that’s where "rofl" or "lmao" comes in. Then theres also the capitalisation of "lol" does it add greater emphasis or what?
Argh, just got back on the comp after I let Dad use the comp.
I’m in no mood now, so here it goes. This will probably be my last blog…this year (yay!) as I won’t be able to blog tomorrow unless I hijack Jack’s computer
Let me try and insight you once more…/sarcasm
Dec 27th
I’m so high at the moment.
I was planning to go to sleep but what the hell might as well write a blog whilst I’m still high. Though I feel that for every second that’s passed, its wearing off. I need it to last that much longer for me to finish this blog. I was considering writing a blog tomorrow but chances are I won’t be as genuine as I am now. Well I’ll try to be as genuine as I can. Note: Mind my grammer, and stuff that might not make sense. I’m high.
I can be an asshole. I believe everybody can agree to that some more so than others but it doesn’t really matter who thinks that I’m a bigger asshole what matters is that we all agree on with that one single fact.
Though I have to say, I’m usually not an asshole but sometimes I can be. Tonight I’ve been waken up to a lot of stuff and got a lot off my chest. Though I still feel dissatisfied. I don’t know how to express it or who to express it to. There is nobody I can express it to, NOBODY, but I’ll try and get it indirectly out of my head.
Anyways, I said something today, which just came to my head, I didn’t think about it, I just said it and for once it’s not from a movie or book or song or whatever text type you can think of. I guess it was from my…
I said "its the negative aspects which makes up somebody". Word by word.
I mean we all dislike somebody. I hardly doubt that everybody is cool with everybody. I mean, I’ve found that sometimes, those who I disliked became somebody who I liked and vice versa. It’s rather simple if you think about it. Why didn’t I like them in the first place? Cause they were an ASSHOLE! But how did I grow to like them? It’s cause people tend to show different sides of them and sometimes you happen to be there when they show you their negative aspects and that causes the dislike. But when they do show your their more appealing side, your mind is able to change. Likewise the same can occur when you think that somebody is cool and then gradually turns into an asshole. I’ve come across this sometimes where I find that somebody is all nice and stuff and then one day you are met upon by this one little uninviting person which throws you off your feet (in a bad way). It makes you feel that they’re a phony and what lies on the surface is merely a shell containing the darker aspects which remains concealed waiting to be released.
If you can cope with somebody’s negative aspects you can enjoy their positive aspects even more and thus friendships grow stronger (so corny – somebody slap me). So that’s what I think. You might have a different view but that’s just your opinion so go express it in your own blog or perhaps in a comment, whatever floats your boat. I hate phonies.
Francis (little ) alerts me of many factors as well which I apprecitate. I mean it’s true most people do not portray ALL of themselves but rather present a portion of themselves. I become more open amongst friends like normal people but I become extremely closed amongsth strangers. There is a fear is all this. I don’t know what to do. Will they like me or hate me? What if I do something wrong? What should I ask? How should I ask it? Am I becoming too direct? Am I too quiet? Should I act more "cool"? The list goes on. Generally what I do is simply not talk at all and some can interpret it badly. I mean I always think its a good idea not to talk to prevent anything bad from happening but not talking in itself is bad as it discourages otehrs to talk with you, nobody wants to talk to a person who doesn’t want to talk. So I guess that’s my bad. I’m getting a bit offtopic, but here’s my main point. We should portray an aspect of us that is suitable for the occassion. I mean sure you can feel like shit one day and don’t want to do anything but be aware that giving others a bad attitude isn’t going to help the situation any better. I mean this is all body language. It’s just that I tend to give people the "silent treatment" when I don’t know what to do or when I’m in a situation where I wished I wasn’t in. I hate being alone, being alone is probably the worst thing that could happen so when I’m alone I just want somebody to make me not alone rather than doing it myself to be not alone. Make sense? Who cares. So anyways, don’t portray an aspect that is bad, just be yourself and pretend your with your friends or something. Though I’m aware its easier said than done. I can’t do it myself, and I probably never will. You can’t just treat strangers as your friends though if you want to get off anyhere apart from the usual boring "Hi, so what school do you go to?" and then followed by the usual boring "Oh really? So what subjects are you doing?". I usually use those. I just can’t think of anything else!
) alerts me of many factors as well which I apprecitate. I mean it’s true most people do not portray ALL of themselves but rather present a portion of themselves. I become more open amongst friends like normal people but I become extremely closed amongsth strangers. There is a fear is all this. I don’t know what to do. Will they like me or hate me? What if I do something wrong? What should I ask? How should I ask it? Am I becoming too direct? Am I too quiet? Should I act more "cool"? The list goes on. Generally what I do is simply not talk at all and some can interpret it badly. I mean I always think its a good idea not to talk to prevent anything bad from happening but not talking in itself is bad as it discourages otehrs to talk with you, nobody wants to talk to a person who doesn’t want to talk. So I guess that’s my bad. I’m getting a bit offtopic, but here’s my main point. We should portray an aspect of us that is suitable for the occassion. I mean sure you can feel like shit one day and don’t want to do anything but be aware that giving others a bad attitude isn’t going to help the situation any better. I mean this is all body language. It’s just that I tend to give people the "silent treatment" when I don’t know what to do or when I’m in a situation where I wished I wasn’t in. I hate being alone, being alone is probably the worst thing that could happen so when I’m alone I just want somebody to make me not alone rather than doing it myself to be not alone. Make sense? Who cares. So anyways, don’t portray an aspect that is bad, just be yourself and pretend your with your friends or something. Though I’m aware its easier said than done. I can’t do it myself, and I probably never will. You can’t just treat strangers as your friends though if you want to get off anyhere apart from the usual boring "Hi, so what school do you go to?" and then followed by the usual boring "Oh really? So what subjects are you doing?". I usually use those. I just can’t think of anything else!Pfft, this is turning into a what-I-do blog and a what-I-shoudln’t-do-blog.
Anyway’s I can’t say I’m upset or anything. It’s just that sometimes it feels that things just turn out fine for me like in general. I worry about something and then in the end it turns out fine. Though I can imagine one time when the opposite occured, and I bet if you scrambled through my blogs over the years you can probably find it. Some people know about it, though I’m sure they never got two sides to it. But I’m not going to talk about it…probably someday to someone, but not now.
Man, Siobhan has like the biggest effect on anybody. Evertime I write about something of this nature I get reminded of what she wrote. Though I’m still confused over whether it was suppose to be a something comforting or insulting. I never asked her. She probably will never read this and for those who know her and is reading this DO NOT SAY ANYTHING.
Anyways she wrote "John- my cliché of a friend. You are what you are, and that is all you can ever be."
I guess that applies to everybody and not just me. You are what you are, and that is all you can ever be. No use pretending to be someone your not. My mum recently told me something insightful. She was on about how if you need to pretend to be something your not in order to impress someone it will only create unhappiness. The general message was you can pretend all you want but how long can you keep it up for? There will always be someone who likes you for who you are so if you actually find that there is a need to pretend there is no point cause ultimately it’s not worth it.
*sigh*
I’ve talked way to much.
Please excuse me for the several profanities used in this blog.
Good night. Just look at the time. Jesus.
Christmas Morning Hilarities
Dec 25th
Here are some hilarities for you guys to enjoy that has occurred yesterday.
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[03:07:45 PM] kev: how’s your christmas eve?
[03:08:05 PM] John: isn’t tomorrow christmas eve?
[03:08:13 PM] kev: today
[03:08:17 PM] kev: 24th of december
[03:08:58 PM] kev: sure you want your christmas presents?
[03:09:05 PM] John: well
[03:09:08 PM] John: this is embarrassing
[03:09:16 PM] John: i thought tomorrow was christmas 
[03:09:22 PM] kev: it is
[03:09:23 PM] John: christmas eve***
[03:09:34 PM] kev: mate, you need some coffee or something
[03:09:41 PM] John: damn it
[03:09:50 PM] John: i never get the proper date for christmas
[03:09:58 PM] kev: 25th
[03:10:03 PM] kev: 25th is like one of the best numbers
[03:10:10 PM] John: i even put it down on my rainlender that the 26 was christmas day
[03:10:15 PM] John: and that was a month ago…
[03:10:20 PM] John: so it just shows
[03:11:02 PM] kev: my god
[06:16:29 PM] «ÀwØñg»: "I wish my lawn was emo so itd cut itself"
[06:16:29 PM] «ÀwØñg»: O.o
[06:18:26 PM] John: hahahahha
[06:18:40 PM] John: dennis can say the same about his hair
[06:18:58 PM] «ÀwØñg»: true
[06:16:29 PM] «ÀwØñg»: O.o
[06:18:26 PM] John: hahahahha
[06:18:40 PM] John: dennis can say the same about his hair
[06:18:58 PM] «ÀwØñg»: true
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[06:24:04 PM] John: when i type explosive into limewire
[06:24:08 PM] John: i get explosive orgasms
[06:24:16 PM] «ÀwØñg»: wtf
[06:24:26 PM] John: looking for the music video
[06:24:28 PM] «ÀwØñg»: i hopew you mean
[06:24:35 PM] «ÀwØñg»: ur limewire RETURNS "explosive orgasms"
[06:24:57 PM] John: hahahahhahahaha
[06:24:08 PM] John: i get explosive orgasms
[06:24:16 PM] «ÀwØñg»: wtf
[06:24:26 PM] John: looking for the music video
[06:24:28 PM] «ÀwØñg»: i hopew you mean
[06:24:35 PM] «ÀwØñg»: ur limewire RETURNS "explosive orgasms"
[06:24:57 PM] John: hahahahhahahaha
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[10:17:25 PM] kev: we should poker
[10:18:05 PM] John: but that would mean use of bandwidth
[10:18:13 PM] kev: ah, who cares
[10:18:20 PM] kev: we’ll be up for awhile anyway
[10:18:29 PM] kev: besides, I’m staying to welcome in christmas
[10:19:00 PM] John: hahaha
[10:19:08 PM] John: santa clause does not exist sally
[10:19:18 PM] kev: -_^
[10:19:23 PM] John: shit
[10:19:24 PM] John: shit
[10:19:24 PM] kev: I’m a girl now?
[10:19:24 PM] John: shit
[10:19:25 PM] John: shit
[10:19:26 PM] John: shit
[10:19:26 PM] John: shit
[10:19:27 PM] John: shit
[10:19:30 PM] John: kev
[10:19:31 PM] John: shit
[10:19:34 PM] kev: dude…this is quotable
[10:19:39 PM] kev: this is very quotable
[10:20:02 PM] kev: mate, I’m you’re gonna be beet red by the time I’m done with this
[10:20:25 PM] John: but it wasn’t wrong convo
[10:20:30 PM] kev: I know
[10:20:31 PM] John: i just accidentally put her name
[10:20:35 PM] John: damn
[10:18:05 PM] John: but that would mean use of bandwidth
[10:18:13 PM] kev: ah, who cares
[10:18:20 PM] kev: we’ll be up for awhile anyway
[10:18:29 PM] kev: besides, I’m staying to welcome in christmas
[10:19:00 PM] John: hahaha
[10:19:08 PM] John: santa clause does not exist sally
[10:19:18 PM] kev: -_^
[10:19:23 PM] John: shit
[10:19:24 PM] John: shit
[10:19:24 PM] kev: I’m a girl now?
[10:19:24 PM] John: shit
[10:19:25 PM] John: shit
[10:19:26 PM] John: shit
[10:19:26 PM] John: shit
[10:19:27 PM] John: shit
[10:19:30 PM] John: kev
[10:19:31 PM] John: shit
[10:19:34 PM] kev: dude…this is quotable
[10:19:39 PM] kev: this is very quotable
[10:20:02 PM] kev: mate, I’m you’re gonna be beet red by the time I’m done with this
[10:20:25 PM] John: but it wasn’t wrong convo
[10:20:30 PM] kev: I know
[10:20:31 PM] John: i just accidentally put her name
[10:20:35 PM] John: damn
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Edit: 26 December 12:57
I can’t be bothered writing up another blog and might as well add to this one. Currently helping my bro doing a unit of Year 1 basic skills.
If you haven’t realised I uploaded a new song onto my geocities account. D.H.T. – Listen to your heart. I heard this song and it has the like factor for me.
Also reading "Nineteen Eighty-Four" by George Orwell. Matrix has several references to this book and was planning to read it, who would’ve thought I’d be doing it for school
Killing two birds with one stone.
I understand now!
Dec 22nd
Jesse asked me a question today…it wasn’t a hard question to answer, pretty simple for most but I found it awkward. The question was "how many girls do you know well john?" I kid you not.
So I didn’t really answer him but rather attempted to take a stab at him for asking, it was "lucky" in a sense that he had to leave for reasons unknown.
I was about to take a shower, doing the usual stuff people do to take a shower…i.e. stripping down. So amidst this I was thinking about the question. So I began being asking dumb questions to myself like "what does it mean by ‘know well’?" The next thing that came into my mind was the scene in Matrix Reloaded where after the battle between Seraph and Neo the following conversation occurred:
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Seraph: The Oracle has many enemies, I had to be sure.
Neo: Of what?
Seraph: That you were The One.
Neo: You could’ve just asked.
Seraph: You do not truly know someone until you fight them.
Neo: Of what?
Seraph: That you were The One.
Neo: You could’ve just asked.
Seraph: You do not truly know someone until you fight them.
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It’s the last line that intrigues me. I’ve always taken that single line literally. Ah yes, you do not truly know someone until you fight them…of course. Though that’s always how I’ve taken it, assuming I knew what that single line meant where in fact I was just kidding myself.
So I was pretty much near butt naked when the thought hit me. It’s not literal, it’s metaphorical. Couples fight all the time and it occured to me that its all true, you don’t know anybody until you get into a "fight" with them. The "fight" is a test, a test to see whether a relationship can last under extreme circumstances.
The Matrix never ceases to amaze me, when you think you know it all, something comes along and hits you.
It’s easy to see the good side of people, but what about the bad? What’s the point of presenting your good side when everybody can’t stand your bad side? It’s the ability to cope with your bad side that is able to keep relationships going. I’m talking about relationships in a broader perspective though I really shouldn’t be talking about it at all. I’ve found that many of my closer friends and I have come across many difference and obstacles (and in the end it was ultimately rewarding…just taking a piss at you ) though that’s what made the friendship strong (I’m being so corny…). I mean that’s the thing isn’t it? Friendships and what not are delicate. One mistake and the whole thing collapses. That’s why I reckon, you overcome the obstacles in the beginning rather than stacking the deck until a single blow knocks the deck of cards down. You can be a phony and present a nice image but in the end, sooner or later, you will make a mistake and your true self is reviewed. It’s all pretty clear to me now. I’m glad for it.
) though that’s what made the friendship strong (I’m being so corny…). I mean that’s the thing isn’t it? Friendships and what not are delicate. One mistake and the whole thing collapses. That’s why I reckon, you overcome the obstacles in the beginning rather than stacking the deck until a single blow knocks the deck of cards down. You can be a phony and present a nice image but in the end, sooner or later, you will make a mistake and your true self is reviewed. It’s all pretty clear to me now. I’m glad for it.Not sure if any of this makes sense, nor does it help anybody in anywhere, but it sure makes me feel better.
Waiting – A Review
Dec 22nd
Watched a very interesting movie yesterday by the name of "Waiting". This would be the first time which I would enter a cinema without actually knowing what the film will be about. It was much like mystery box. You never know what’s in the box until you open it up.
The movie got off okay, was expecting what I would normally expect. Seemed like a teen flick, people getting drunk, guy wakes up to have his mother on the answering machine and realises that he’s girlfriend is sleeping next to him. Pretty normal I would say.
The breaking point for me would be when Monty turns to Mitch and says "How do you feel about frontal male nudity?" Imagine if you will, it’s your first day on the job and one of the first things your trainee asks you is that question. I was going "W-T-F" inside my head, but it was pretty funny, though inmature funny. I’m sure our row was the only row which laughed through majority of the "funny" scenes.
So how would you react to the film at this moment? Would you take the film seriously? Would you walk about the cinema screaming "What a waste of money"? or would you simply remain in your seat and attempt to find any point to further watch the film? Well, being Asian, I don’t think any one of us would walk out the cinema, we spent our money on it, might as well see how crap the film turns out right?
So what is the film about? Well I would say the film is centred around the character Dean, played by Justin Long who I remember as the guy from the show "Ed", who works in a diner known as Shenanigan’z. It shows the mischiefs that occur at the diner and the problematic issues each person faces.
The movie hits you in the face pretty strongly. It contains every restaraunt stereotype there is. The hot waitresses. The waiter who goes around having sex with the exployees. The socially deprived boss. The waiter who obviously does not belong. The homocidal chefs. The tied arse customers. The bitchy customers. The list goes on.
I actually enjoyed the film. It was funny (to some extent) and it wasn’t just purely stupid. I can’t classify it as a teen flick as it no way is close to American Pie, it’s not a chick flick, it’s pretty much just a comedy but it gets a bit deeper. It’s more of a satirical film which I would say criticises common misconceptions and stereotypes in regards to restaraunts though at the same time tells us to not be the bitchy customer or else get what we deserve. I found this line hilarious "I guess we should feel some sort of guilt, but she broke the cardinal rule; never fuck with people who handle your food".
Come on, the name of the Diner is called Shenanigan’z and for those who don’t know what Shenanigan’z means, it basically means a trick, a prank etc. I mean I probably guess most will walk about the cinema saying "Well, that was a stupid movie" well duh! I think that was what the directors, screenwriters, etc intended. Enjoy the damn movie already. In all I think there were deeper things to think about more simply than just "the-penis-showing-game".
It was a good film, but I guess you have to see it for yourself to really make a judgement for it yourself. I trully do believe most will think that it’s a pointless movie…fair enough. It’s ultimately their decision.
Mental Note 1
Dec 18th
Here’s a mental note for all.
When a girl says "Whatever" she means "Fucking die cunt. Now you’ve crossed the line."
Translation thanks to Siobhan.
Edit:
@ Jesse: At least I listen to what girls have to say
Dear oh dear, not again.
Dec 17th
Well, internet explorer crashed and so I lost my blog entry…again…this is probably the third time now. So stupid.
Argh well, it was meant to be I guess.
Anyways, click the below link.
I made the wallpaper, and yes I realise her left breast is bigger than the right, must be an illusion or something.
Anyways, went to Alan’s place today Had great fun. Like I said in my previous blog which got trashed, I didn’t get the opportunity to searched for buried porn inside Alan’s computer. Hehe, I’m sure I would have found some.
Had great fun. Like I said in my previous blog which got trashed, I didn’t get the opportunity to searched for buried porn inside Alan’s computer. Hehe, I’m sure I would have found some. I feel pretty happy, played AOEIII at City Hunter afterwards. In the end my score was six hundred something, nearly doubling second place’s score. I almost six timed second place’s score in resources. The one computer game I’m good at…for now. I’m sure others will end up overtaking, spending several hours a day training and what not.
I think I just underwent the slingshot effect as I travelled through egos which have been undergoing strong gravitational pull.
Hehe, yesterday was pretty interesting on the train. David Cao was complaining (bitching) about his Eco mark and I’m not the type to fake "sincere" emotions, either you mean it or you don’t, no use pretending. So anyways, he was going on about how he tried for the test and still got so bad. With that I began singing "In the End" by Linkin Park. It was a pretty good call, if there were other Linkin Park fans around but unfortunately I presume everybody around me simply thought I was being lame.
We then went on about how to get over bad test marks, with David saying how bitching helps, though it’s not helping him. I made the suggestion that he is able to exploit his prefect powers, with David deviously looking up to a junior. Haha. I then recommended to write a blog with David responding "But you never know who’s reading them."
That got me thinking. It’s so true! You can’t control who reads your blog. I mean sure I get the odd asshole here and there writing useless crap, the lurkers that often crawl around through my blog, taking pleasure in reading other people’s lives. It’s all okay I guess, I’m not that too concerned as to who reads my blog but there is something there that just goes to me "John, one day you might write something and somebody who you didn’t expect to read your blog reads your blog" and that’s what’s scary. You write something and then out of nowhere a particular person ends up reading it and yeah, stuff happens.
I’m feeling nostalgic every now and then. Saw some baby pictures of my bro yesterday and yeah man has he gotten big. Also, I also get images of people in my school back when they’re in year 7. The transformation that has undergone in these measly 5 years or so. Some things never change and some things do, though what I’ve found is that personality hardly ever changes in those 5 years. People may look different but their overall personality remains the same, this can be both good or bad.
Looks like Jesse is alive afterall, like sometime last week I just randomly sent him an SMS and surprising he replied. Apparently, he’s given up MSN. Anyways, hope to see you at SEC next term buddy. Jesse is such a girls name.
There’s nothing to worry about…because there’s nothing to fear.
Dec 16th
In this day and age, there is too much fear in the world.
Does the world seriously stop spinning as soon as terrorists attack a specific nation? The world keeps spinning, but in the minds of individuals certain aspects stops.
A plane crashes. People get the sudden idea that flying is now dangerous, unaware of the fact that transport by air is the safest form of transportation whilst cars are the most dangerous. That danger factor in cars do not stop people from buying expensive, high performance vehicles which is capable of being driven under the hands of a 17 year old. A machine that is capable of wrecking havoc to not on the driver itself, but also it’s passengers within the car, the people in other cars and the everyday pedestrians.
There is a bombing in Bali. People cease from visiting it. Shops close. It’s economy a wreck. People now deem Bali a place of mourning. What about the attacks in England? Fear has escalated to an extent where a shoot-to-kill policy has been enforced. Is that totally necessary? What use is a dead terrorist if an alive terrorist may be more useful?
Lately there’s the riots in NSW. Who’s right? Who’s wrong? Nobody. Neither are right nor wrong, yet both are idiot in their own way or form. Perhaps the riots are overated by the media as usual, given more attention than it should. How is it that the bashing of lifeguards infuriate a whole community whilst the uprising of the "One Nation" party generated less than remarkable demonstrators. Words mean nothing in today’s world, if ever. The power of language is only limited inside it’s one controlled environment. Language has the power to start wars yet does not have the power to end it. Force is necessary to end something. Winning by force is more satisfying.
There is nothing to fear.
