I'm not really a champion just for not doing a section in an exam. But call me so anyways =)

i studied 17 minutes for the econs exam



17 minutes because that's how long the MRT ride is from bukit batok to woodlands



Then i brought 3 econs notes to school to read, ended up reading just 1, which made me go "WHAT THE FUCK SO HEAVY ARGH STUPID MOTHERFUCKER"



And then i went on to sit for the exam



and i left out one case study cos it was effed up with globalisation and all that never seen before crap



and after the paper when the scripts had been collected the invigilator called out



"who never do section 2?"



so i raised my hand



and all these douchebags started laughing



okay maybe it was a bit dumb



but still




so i wrote my name on a blank sheet of paper and handed it up




perfect




and then as i left the LT along with many others




there were other nutjobs talking about the "dumbass who didnt do section 2"




which was me




perfect

=To do list=



Movie date with MS



Start working out again



Hang out with HER



Buy aaron a drink



Start church-ing again



Soccer with SH



Read up my TIME magazines



Meet up with the bkr gang sometime soon



Check out jonny's band



Movie date with JS

Butcher Hands-up, Butcher Hands-up

Teenage angst? Kinda too old for that now.




I like to call this sheer obstinance.




Now you know I know that you know something about me knowing that you know that I know it. Whuuut?

The most beautifulest thing in the world, the most precious thing in the universe my love

I want to write a post about this girl I knew since time immemorial.




It's impossible for me to recall when I first met her. Maybe it's because it's such a long time ago, or maybe because I just have really bad memory. Or that she never really did give me that much of an impression then.




But recently I chanced upon a few photographs of her during the times when I first met her and I realised how beautiful she was back then. And how I'm such a fool to know it only now.




Love. I'm too young to fully understand that word, or claim that I feel that way about someone. But what I do know is that I treasure her more than anything in the world, let alone myself. If I had a choice between cutting off my arm and letting her suffer from a cold, I'd gladly cut off all my arms and legs, just to make sure she skips the next few colds as well. When I was youngER, I used to have a hope that I'd die before her so I don't have to bear the agony of sending her up. Selfish of me yes, but back then I thought it'd be impossible for me to bear that pain. And that hasn't change a bit since.




I also definitely know one thing for sure. She loves me, just as much, but not much more because that's practically impossible. She gives me strength, hope and happiness.




Because I've known her for so long, it's hard to make out how much of a beauty she is. "Too used to it", that's what I'd say. But still, in my eyes she is the most beautiful woman on Earth. Was always, will ever be.




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JNcloTmvTeA




Click to see who I'm talking about, if you haven't realised yet.




At the same time, enjoy the song.

Megan Hotness Fox

Megan Fox wants to date Rain.














Lucky bastard...

Defence of The Ancients

Anyone up for a little DotA?




Call me @ 90107593

The Great Escape

The best news I've ever heard in, God, I don't even remember...




A ticket, or at least a glimpse of it, was given to me a few days ago. A ticket to escape.



Escape from all these nonsense. All these crap.



A damn wasteland. That's what it is.



And finally I have a reason to work my ass off now.

Governments (Post might be deleted anytime)

Compare the current Korean government under President Lee Myung Bak, and Singapore's PAP government, and I'd definitely give my vote to the latter. Because both of them constructed a totalitarian/dictatorial regime, but it took me longer to find out the latter did so.




Definitely much more elaboration is needed, but I don't want to sound like a left wing hardliner, neither do I want a knock on my door from the office.

Words of Wisdom Yet Again

Humans are like fruits. Just give 'em time, and sooner or later, they'll all turn bad.

Snakebite

Speaking poniards. Yes, Shakespeare was indeed a genius.



Because that's exactly what she does.




Her every word stabs. Oh yes they do.




But I won't call them daggers. I much rather prefer the word




Snakebite.




Because at first it only hurts.




But then as time passes, the pain gets worse. Until a point whereby the pain gets fucking excruciating. Insufferable agony.




Until you cannot take it anymore and just shrivel up and die.




Just like that.




Another innocent die in your careless endeavour to rant out your own frustration.




Fun isn't it?

Dream

I have a dream, to quote the late African Americans activist Martin Luther King Jr. in his famous speech of the same title.



Haven't had one of those in an extremely long while.



Now that I have one, let's get it started eh?



Time to kick some asses.



Time to start being me.

English Language

Oh, God, my English.



My English is practically garbage.



I saw a video of an interview of a convict currently incarcerated somewhere in the states, and he was a repeated offender for traffiking and consuming drugs. And this brother spoke better English than I did.



For pete's sake, I can't even out-talk a drug dealer? WHAT THE FUCK!



If I knew this was going to happen, I would have smoked weed instead of attending grammar classes, seriously. It's as if my whole acedemic career was all in vain. Like it meant nothing. No value. ZERO.



*Edited*



Erm, no offence to any drug dealers/convicts/ex-convicts out there reading this post, I think you guys are really nice people please don't kill me.

The Human Brain

The word "yawn" can actually cause people to yawn. It induces the human brain to actually start yawning. They say that yawning, although can be caused by weariness or lack of brain stimulation, it can also be caused by simply thinking about yawning. I just got reminded of this fact while reading the papers about the economy, where they mentioned something about a "yawning gap". So have you yawned yet after seeing so many yawns?



No?



Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn Yawn



Now you might not have yawned still, if you forced yourself not to (I think, because I yawned a numerous times just writing them), but now is the word yawn starting to look strange and foreign? I honestly do not know what causes that, but I know it has something to do with the human eye and brain being too damn inapt. Yes apparently they are so incapable that when a person reads a word, you are actually picking up the front letter and the back letter, and sort of "guessing" the words in between. For example, given the word, let's say umbrella.



UMBRELLA, the eyes sort of captures something like:



UM____LLA



Now, any douchebag can see that word is going to be umbrella. Nothing wheel of fortune about that. Then, the brain, being a brain and all, fills in the missing words, to make it:



UMBRELLA



Tadah. Well, before another example, how many Fs can you find in the following sentence?



FINISHED FLIES ARE THE RESULT OF YEARS OF SCIENTIFIC STUDY COMBINED WITH THE EXPERIENCE OF YEARS








2? 3?



Count again.



The answer is 6. What the brain does is it actually omits the word OF, since it's not that significant to it for some reason, and "assumes" its presence instead. Which sort of brings me back to the point a made few days ago. The human brain thinks it's so smart. No, HUMANS think that their so smart. When in fact, a subtle test like the above optical illusion can fool them all.




Stop overestimating yourselves you ape-descendant imbeciles.

Knowledge Is Power

Giacomo Casanova, more widely known as simply Casanova, is a Venetian (that's what people in Venice are called I think) writer/adventurer from the 18th century. But of course he was not exactly J. K. Rowling of the 1700s, and was pretty well known for something else other than his literature. Or should I say infamous. After all, the only book he wrote was a semi-autobiography of his life.


Yes, Casanova the great womanizer. The greatEST. But he was not exactly the hunkiest guy in town, which is actually quite a common misconception amongst many. Yeah, apparently he was one of those short, average looking guys (Short people rule, baby! I mean literally. Just look at Napoleon). Why women always fell for him was due to his great charm and charisma. Apparently he was quite witty and intellectual as well (being a writer and all).



And then there's Don Juan. Although fictional, he was also one of the great womanizers, or in a more contemporary term, playboys. However, he is always constantly overshadowed by Casanova in terms of their "ability". Afterall, not many know Don Juan as much as they know Casanova. Why? I don't think it has anything to do with the issue about fictional vs non-fictional character. Afterall, batman never fails to be preferred over the neighbourhood police (unless you're being mugged then yeah better pray one of them police passes by).



They say that it's because, although Casanova and Don Juan both have had countless women in their lives, Casanova loved each and every woman he was with, despite the rather short-termed relationships, unlike Don Juan.



Maybe that's why so many people relate Casanova to PASSION, instead of YOU-THINK-YOU'RE-SO-GOOD-WITH-WOMEN-WHY-DON'T-YOU-GO-FUCK-YOURSELF, which might have been a more probable scenario. Especially for the countless women he was with. On the contrary, he is actually called THE WORLD'S GREATEST LOVER.




I thought there were few things worthy of learning from Casanova. No, not on how to be a manwhore, but how he actually acted out of passion and sincerity, despite being a philanderer. Being a Christian myself, I guess it's natural for me to put in much importance on LOVE. Since they always say that "God is love".




Also, quoting from the very famous Youtube slut Hotforwords, Knowledge is beauty (or some shit like that, I can't even believe I'm actually quoting her). There's also a Harvard saying that goes: Study an extra hour, and your future wife's face will change. The point being, knowledge is truly power, and to know more I need to start studying.




Beating around the bush for so long but once again it ends up like this - me helplessly trying to urge myself to study.

Heesang's words of wisdom

Expect the worst, and it wouldn't be as bad.

L-L-Lil W-W-Wayne

Eminem



Mozart



the Beatles



Lil Wayne







Which one's the odd one out?




Lil Wayne, because the rest of them are musicians.

World Peace

No, I have not been studying for the past few weeks.



Yes, I am regretting it dreadfully.



No, I don't plan to do anything about it.



Yes, I know its implications/consequences.



No, I do not give a rat's ass.








What's interesting is I realised how much I love the mundane, routined, cognitive lifestyle. I wake up, brew myself some coffee, open up the newspaper to see some news about some crap being bombed, or some nuclear-crazed North Koreans making entitled threats... whatever.


And then I move on to have my breakfast, maybe some bread or authentic Korean food. Most of the time the latter.


And then the usual dim-dee-dee-da-dee-dee-dums happen, and that's pretty much how my day has been for the past week.



AND I LOVE IT!



Because it keeps me away from... thinking. Yeah, I think that's everybody's problem. We think too much. Humans, think too much. Although we proudly claim that it's something that segregates us "mighty" human beings from mere low-life animals.... really? Is that really true?



I don't know. If people didn't think so much, there wouldn't be so much damn problems to think about in the first place. There won't be no more economic problems and plummets in the stock market. Hell, there won't even be an economy, let alone a stock market. Think about it. Think about it!



No more economy equates to no more rich people. Yeah, boohoo. But it also means no more bankrupcy, no more getting-shit-from-whoever-that-is-no-better-than-you-just-because-he-got-more-money. No more Bill gates, no more Warren Buffet, but at the same time no more hungry children in Africa.



No more politics means no more Obama, no more PM Lee, no more great presidents (IF there would be anymore of those people in the first place). But also means no more war, no more terrorism, no more FUCKING NUCLEAR RESEARCH. Imagine that.



Yes, it sounds really hippy-ish, and very much like the lyrics from the John Lennon song "Imagine". But no I am not currently listening to the song nor did I do so anytime in the past months. But as communist-ish as it sounds, it's really the sad sad truth. People are killing themselves. Ourselves.



How did a simple description about my morning turn into a insipid talk about world peace, I don't know.



Today's a nice day. Not too hot. Maybe I'll get my fat ass off my chair and enjoy the breeze for a while.

Education = Money?

If someone jabs up a mike under my nose and asks me this following question in the typical BBC news reporter tone: "Why do you put up with your studies?" I'd be taken aback. Not in aghast, not in hesitation to answer, and most definitely not because I hate the cocky british accent they all have, but because I honestly do not know the answer to that simple question.


And the more I look around to find companions to board this sinking boat of mine (from the commonly used phrase "we're on the same boat"), I end up in a state of self-contempt and despair. Because everyone else seem to know their goals, their purpose, their reason for clocking in regular excruciating hours everyday to invest in their studies.


I actually had a conversation with my friend about this, and he gave me an idea of his which got me thinking...


HS: Why do you study?

DT: For my future. It's quite obvious aint it.

HS: Well, you'd be surprised.

DT: To me right, there are many reasons why people study. Some study for their parents, some for their future, some to just get along with life, some to fulfill society's norm. But if you're wondering "why study?" Then I'd say if you're confident enough to make money even without educational qualifications, then go ahead.

HS: Mmm, yeah but I disagree with that last bit. Because studying is not all about making money, its about self-enrichment too.

DT: Yeh, but to me, studies is just a passport to get something. And that something is money. For you it might be of actual value, which I can't contend with, but in general, everyone does it for money. I mean it's only logical to say education = money. ONLY LOGICAL.

HS: That's a rather harsh remark. Not to me but... on the educaton system.

DT: It's the truth. The market demands for a certain role, you study to be that thing that fits that certain role.

HS: Hmm, so let's say you already have all your certificates/qualifications/documentations... whatever. Let's say you have a graduation cert of Harvard University. BUT knowledge level equivalent to a kindergarten student.

DT: You'd still be able to achieve wonders. Because of network. Because you have a harvard cert.

HS: Yeah, but everyone knows you didn't earn it.

DT: So? You still have it. It's like, people who go into MIT by material means, they still have their MIT cert, no different from anyone else. They still get treated the same way, no different from other MIT grads. When they WORK, that's a whole different story.

HS: Well, I think there's a reason why Shaq took up MBA. When he was already so damn fucking rich.

DT: Maybe he wants to experience something new?

HS: No, I think it's more about self-pride. Self-enrichment.

DT: That's when you already have lotsa CASH and you got practically nothing to do. WE students don't have lotsa CASH.

HS: I'm just saying... maybe education ain't always equivalent to money and money only.

DT: Yes, but at our level son, I'm afraid it is.

HS: HAHA, good one. In that case, fuck school, Ima go sell weed.




Maybe I'm being too idealistic. Just felt like sharing.

Headlines

Don't know how many Innovians saw it, but if you read the papers today, and are those type that pay close attention to the photographs (like me, yeah for some reason I do), you would have seen a very familiar face in the headlines (unless you're one of those that have a severe detachment from physical education)


Yes, it was Mr Lee, our very own PE teacher/national olympian. He is seen holding up the Singapore flag, looking rather delirious with his usual charismatic and photogenic smile. Didn't really read the article though.

New start

So, I've decided to start this blogging thing again.


It's the June holidays and I'm supposed to be spending time studying, but since when things ever work out the way you want it to be?


And I'm not just talking about my failed holiday schedule here.


But guess that's life huh?


To me life's very much like my first experience with roller skates. I never did get any control over how I moved about, and occasionally, no quite frequently, fell and hurt myself.


Except in life, unlike skating, there's no such thing as getting the hang of it. I'll never seize control. I'll always fall, always hurt myself, always bleed.


But I can't fault the skates, I can't fault the slippery ground. I only have myself to blame for being such a klutz that I am.


But I really don't want to hurt anymore. I want to stop falling down, stop scraping my damn knee, and standing back up just to repeat the vicious cycle all over again.


So I'm officially giving up. Throwing in the towel - well in this case since the metaphor - the skates. That way, I won't be able to learn how to skate no more for the rest of my life, but at least I'm not gonna get anymore bumps and bruises.


A new start, without those goddamn skates.


That's right.


Like how reptiles shed their skin. Or how caterpillars undergo metamorphosis to become butterflies. Lots of metaphors today; must be feeling "LIT" again. Or emo. Whichever.


Very personal blogpost. Hope'ts gonna be different the next time round.