i was thinking.
and sometimes your mind somehow poses a question you can't answer.
not the sort of question in the "what is the meaning of life" category,
but one a little like my previous hummingbird(oct 18,2004) question.

[question]
assuming time travel was possible in first person.
you did something wrong, and you go back in time to rectify it.
this would change the course of the future and indirectly affecting your memory of what happened in the past, causing a "new" memory to replace that of the "old" because the old memory is not supposed to exist anymore.

right?

so that would mean that the "new" memory would be the whole truth, and thus the mind would not know anything about the rectification of an "old" memory right?

and so.

even if time travel were possible in first person, and somebody goes into the past to do something, nobody would know about it. right?
so people could be time travelling around the place and not know it.

true or false?
or just confused.
like me.

okay. bleah. i'm getting a headache.
i must be getting rusty at thinking.


link here >
for a cool theory on time travel.
prepare for major headache.
do not read after lots of homework thinking that it'll be a good relaxer.
you'll die.

yay!~ no work! x)
work screw up. no work. so happy. wahahahha.

okay. no money, but i'm fine with that. :)

back to work.
...dragging my seemingly lead-filled legs off to work with great reluctance, towards the on-going battle, the fight for liberal spending.

blearrrgh!. work. i don't want to work! :(
suddenly the appeal of doing nothing seems so much more... enticing.

mummy just wants to get me out of the house.
...she found me a job.
most people would be like...
"yippeee. i finally got a job! money money money!"

me?
far from it. :(

its a weekend job, which means i'll be ending up working the whole day on saturday, and after church on sunday.
come onnnn! sunday is a rest day! REST day!. gahhhhh

i'm gonna lose it.
oh well. at least got more money.
although i'd wonder why i need it at the moment.
sigh.

its sad to think that everything that you experience fades into just a memory with time.
or even worse, you end up not remembering it, but that's besides the point.

countless number of songs wish the hands of time could be turned back, or hope that something would last forever, inevitably walk you down memory lane with a leash around your neck.
some stuff you don't want to think back upon for various reasons.

be it because they were uber fantastic that you'd just not want to think about it again, hence invoking a sense of extreme pity about the state of your life is in at the moment,
or maybe because you'd just want to forget.

memories....ahhh.

you know what? i have no idea what i'm talking about.
i was never really into all that serious, thought-invoking posts.
(cue in sweatdrop in response to that ultra-anticlimatic moment.)

anyways, i was thinking why we remember so much stupid, useless stuff (not talking about what they teach you in school. that's called 'education', usless stuff made to sound nicer). like i remember eating ban mian(handmade noodles) before my mom gave birth to my younger brother. pointless.

okay. whatever i said above was just a thought. nothing much. just a passing thought.
speaking of remembering.

it's funny how your aspirations change so much.
to think i wanted to be something like a policeman in primary school.
thoughts stemming from after i beat up this guy two times bigger than me after he tore the teacher's copy of some worksheet. in the name or so-called justice, but in the process getting us both knee-deep in munkaecrap.

then i wanted to be a school teacher.
real amusing.
i wanted to be a school teacher so i could whack all the little kiddies who pissed me off with that one metre wooden ruler.
sick.
i guess what teachers did to you did have some sort of impact.

and then i wanted to become a artist.
and my parents told me artists were known as "wee tor ka" people. or er....
draw the floor or something?
o_O what a cool reputation.

i seem to be drifting towards 'aspirations' instead of memories. ah well.
i'm not really thinking.
this post is sooo li ti(off point).
anyways.
it is pretty cool to see how perspective changes.

hahah. random thought post. bleahhh.

i'm tired.
slacking is hard work. bleargh!

okay. i'm kidding.
slacking is like the most slack thing around.

i think school starts on the 27th of may. only a few more weeks to go.
i'm filled with anticipation deep inside. yea.
think positive.
at least i won't be doing nothing.

blogger's block.
can't think of anything.
another time.

creature feature on temporality.
the new members in dc's fish tank...

presenting the...



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okay. i have 3 eels.
but i found it rather hard to take all 3 eels at the same time.


and it took me a while to realise that taking individual pics of them would be hard too coz they all look the same. -___-
equate to a problem.

so i decided heck care. just take. x) i mean. its not like YOU be able to tell the difference either riiiight? ;)

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like the resident ah peks at void decks like to do in public, and what we'd normally do in private,

dig.
the eels enjoy digging. i'd think for food coz they're perpetually hungry.


dig some more.


they dig a lot(thankfully less than my shlobs) and eat a lot. pigs.

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normally ground-dwelling instead of swimming around much, they sometimes choose the alternative.
a term magic: the gathering players sould be familiar with, ...
forestwalk.
well. without the need of any forest cards. water veggies should suffice.



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okay. i've actually got a partition for my tank, so may get more fish.
update when i do. :)

i wonder whether i'm going to the right school.
i went over to sp today to do my enrolment.

guess what. i didn't see many cute chicks.
surprisingly not surprising.

what i found rather apalling was some poly students comparing their results which fell in the category of 16-20 L1B4, with total disregard of whoever was in earshot, as if they'd just won a gold medal in the olympics.

boasting about mediocrity.
disgusting.
maybe it's just me.

then there was the part where everyone wanted you to join some of the many camps available for freshmen.


one guy introducing his sports camp thing actually said something like this:

"this camp is all about fun. its not like other camps where they might have
tekan-ing. this is just about three things : eat, play, sleep. this camps also
gives you some time to relax after studying so hard for the o'levels, which i
know you all did because you all managed to get into sp.... "

whoa. study hard.
yea. get into sp. yea.
me studied hard.

and the other thing is that more than half of the people look like the sort of people that i sincerely hoped i didn't end up being like.
not discriminating about looks or anything(which is why i'm trying to make it seem unsuggestive and vague).
just opinion.


okay. enough complaining about poly.

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went for medical checkup for enrolment too.
i've learnt a few things.

peeing into a vial is a lot harder than it looks.
they wanted half of the vial.

and it was this big! *stretches arms*

... okay. i'm exaggerating. it was 10cm in height. and 4cm in diameter.
it's still hard when you don't feel like pissing.

drinking water until i got bloated didn't seem to work.
and spening 10minutes flushing the toilet bowl was not stimulating at all.

i think i've shrunk too. i am NOT 177cm! :(

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okay. i miss going to secondary school, to jc.
poly life just doesn't seem that fun.

maybe i'm being too skeptical about poly due to the common conceptions of what it's supposed to be like.

maybe i just haven't started school.
i shall try to be a little more optimistic. (:

thank goodness before the stench gets too bad, normally shit would be flushed down.

found my forms. phew.
still got so much to settle for tomorrow's enrolment.
sigh.
for the first time in a few months, i feel busy.
well... a little.

i just upgraded my tank.
my shlobs have just moved from they're little hdb flat to a bungalow about 3 and a half times bigger.
and with 3 new friends.
3 eeeels.
yesh eeels.
i think they're eels anyway.

i went to buy.. the auntie was like...


"fei chang nan pei leh!"
"you put with small fish, everyday you look get less fish"

i point to fish BIGGER than the eels. and ask if they can coexist.

"if you have very big tank for them to chase around then can."
"all the big fish sure kena injured"

i ask for a few other fish.

"if smaller tank, only can but them alone."



at that point, i knew i had to get em. :)
violent gangster fish. funkae.


i have this strange affinity for strange things. i'd prefer a weird fish tank over a normal one with tetra swimming around. x)
but i may still get some when i get around to partitioning the tank. (to prevent unwanted casualties which cost money.)

damn cute. look a little like dragons. (maybe i shall post a few pics when i take some)
but i've given up lifting my fishtank after i realised it takes 4.5 pails of water to fill the tank. bleahhh.
wish i had gotten a smaller one.

but yea, so much time on my hands these few days, while everyone else is busy mugging in jc.
bleah.
this sucks. big time.

shit happens.

i can't find my enrolment forms and my enrolment is tomorrow. fantastic.
and i've already left no turn unstoned, searched every crook and nanny. honestly going nucking futs.

crappy nappies.
i'm sounding like that space ghost guy from some strange cartoon network cd i heard at borders.
yea.
...'something that rhymes with bones'

okay.
i've already had two posts featuring my messenger conversations.
15minutes of fame?

...or was it infamy.
okay. i ate too much today. gotta go play badminton again tomorrow. x)
at least i get to meet up with tin man. it's been a real long while.
let's see if i've lost my touch. ;)

for now? play guitar more.

sometimes, a little miracle does happen.
but it normally stops there. :)

okay.

church. had the privilege to be grouped with van and my cousin during YF.
it's for some like what we learnt, and put up something about it for 1/2 an hour, focusing on a certain topic and leading for 30minutes. should be somewhere in july.
decided the topic today.
on a side note, to think so many groups were fighting over daryl's membership is appalling. ;)

well. were supposed to.
okay. maybe i should edit the last paragraph.

i went to church and had the privilege misfortune to be grouped with van and my cousin for YF.
wahhaha. it was....
entertaining.
so full of rubbish.
and as expected, we didn't manage to come up with a good topic.
"is rock music evil" ;)

i guess nothing much goes on between the two ears. x)

badminton was pretty fun.
lem's friend joined in. i forgot his name though. x)
gosh. i fail man...

i shall stop blogging. something's wrong with me.
this post seems rather.... ....
girlified, talking about what i did today. x)

hahhahah.
<3 HUGS AND KISSES. <3


kidding. ;) i have got to stop scaring the sheet outta everyone. ^^

happy birthday to me.
my birthday ends in 40 minutes. hahha better cherish every moment of the once-a-year, although boring, occasion.

i went with my family to tony romas for ribs.
it's been a while since i last went.
the ribs are still good though ;)

we didn't take any pictures tonight, i'm not complaining because i don't really like pictures.
looking at a older picture, i realised how much i've changed despite the plack virtually not changing.

take a look, but try not to laugh. ;)



i think i was like maybe... primary five?
ewww...
me and my brother look as if we came out from dumb and dumber.
as if having a ricebowl hairdo wasn't bad enough, i was round.
ballllish. ewww... still dare to eat tony romas ribs!.
bleahhhH!

...and i thought having all the colours of giodano tees was cool. bleahh...
you know i normally hate change,
...but sometimes change is a good thing.


... a VERY good thing.

fashion screwup,
hair screwup,
EVERYTHING screwup.

happy you know the present day dc? ;)

wishfulthinkin'

you know sometimes you just hope that that miracle might just come through,
or by some stroke of pure luck something that you've wished for just somehow occurs, even though you know the chances of that happening are virtually zero, despite the fact that its just a really small, insignificant thing?

gah. what am i rambling about.
ambiguity?

i'll give to the end of today.

okay. its my birthday.

i don't know. birthday's were pretty fun in the past, with many many people coming, acting stupid, and celebrating another year survived.

but noww... seems like i kinda outgrew it.

its like now birthdays are excuses to eat good food, and get some presents, and the occasional unexpected birthday wish from some people you've never heard from in weeks (probably just noticing your msn nick, but i digress ;).

not like anything really really fantastic gonna happen.
maybe get out with the family, some friends.
but okay. i guess it is nice. :)

it's all the little things that matter.
self-contentment?
check.

i'm pretty happy with the way things are at present.
maybe with a something to do it'll be better though, but i'm adapting. ;)

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just remembering the arrogant worms me and ben had a strange affinity for last year...

The Arrogant Worms - Happy Birthday

Once a year we celebrate
With stupid hats and plastic plates
The fact that you were able to make
Another trip around the sun
And the whole clan gathers round
And gifts and laughter do abound
And we let out a joyful sound
And sing that stupid song

Happy birthday!Now you're one year older!
Happy birthday!Your life still isn't over!
Happy birthday!You did not accomplish much
But you didn't die this yearI guess that's good enough

So let's drink to your fading health
And hope you don't remind yourself
The chance of finding fame and wealth
Decrease with every year
Does it feel like you're doing laps
And eating food and taking naps
And hoping that someday perhaps
Your life will hold some cheer

Happy birthday!What have you done that matters?
Happy birthday!You're starting to get fatter
Happy birthday!It's downhill from now on
Try not to remind yourself
Your best years are all gone

If cryogenics were all free
Then you could live like walt disney
And live for all eternityInside a block of ice
But instead your time is set
This is the only life you get
And though it hasn't ended yet
Sometimes you wish it might

Happy birthday!You wish you had more money
Happy birthday!Your life's so sad it's funny
Happy birthday!How much more can you take?
But your friends are hungry
So just cut the stupid cake

Happy birthday!
Happy birthday!
Happy birthday, dear...(random calling out of names, including ralph, bill, ralph kramden,Skippy, the bush kangaroo, and the b-b-b-b-b-bu-bu-bu- that leads into"dangerous")


happy birthday to me anyway. :)

happeee birthdaeee tooOo meeeee....
sigh.

rugby news : sas vs acs(i), 6 - 0

score one for the saints. :) congrats.
i heared the soccer match between sajc vs hcjc ended in a 1-0 victory too.
sa rocks.

when i went last year, i didn't know where to stand.
so i spent half my time with my sas people, the other half with the ac people catching up with old friends.

going back a little further, i DID choose acs(i) as first choice.
i wonder what would have happened if i did get into ac sometimes.
but still, the ac principal is a faggot. never let me in! ;)

i still feel a very much sa and ac boy. mixed blood.
ah well.

divided loyalties? nah.
i just compromise.

and anyway. i'm currently nowhere, so i guess all that doesn't really matter to me that much.
although i would prefer it the former way.

i've given up the countdown. not like anyone's gonna remember anyway. sigh.

its been a while since my last post.
probably because i don't really have much to blog about.

a sedate lifestyle isn't really my type.
hung out at daryl's house yesterday and the day before.
didn't do much. hahha. swim, eat, play ps, pool.

i'm really getting bored of doing nothing.
i wish school would start a little sooner, but there's still a month and a half to go.
sigh.

oh. i'm so bored i started reading books.
something i've not done since the da vinci code, and prior to that
sOoo many books you could count em with the fingers on you hands.

bought "tuesdays with morrie"(i bought it because i bought the five people you meet in heaven, and decided, why not?)
something that i never really got the read even though it remained on my secondary school desk courtesy of ben er.
he said it was boring.
i seem to like it. maybe its me.

i think it gives really changes your perspective on life and stuff.

...makes you want to make amendments.

5 more days!...

okay. pictures of my guitar by request.
oh. dan ng wanted to know how the vinyls went too. so i guess that saves a little trouble.



tadaa.
i think its beautiful. hmmm...
like
er...
... hourglass figure?^^

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the vinyls i got done at bras basah.
this is what my brother calls "decals-improve-my-horsepower-mentality"
yea.
"vinyls improve my guitar playing skills!"



...riiiight.
but you've gotta admit. give's it a nice feel. :)
plus, i think it should raise my street cred. ;)

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okay. didn't bother to take any more pictures.
better not to act cool before playing like a pro.

and i need a guitar bag, so i don't think it'll get out of the house anytime soon.
practice on the mountain begins!

MY BIRTHDAY IS IN 6 DAYS!
but yea, i've kinda already got what i wanted.

anyway... i doubt anyone would remember my birthday.
sigh. i'm not having a party or anything. outgrew that.
probably go for dinner with some of my friends, and my family.
crap.
my birthday is in 6 whole days time and i'm already in anticipation.

checking back on my blog, last year on my birthday i ended up falling prey to a birthday song in the macdonalds kiddy party corner.
hmmm... i guess my secondary school classmates were really spastic.
.... i likeee. :)

this year i realise that i'll not be in any school when my birthday comes.
only now i realise how much i miss everyone.

er hem.
"you don't miss your water till the well runnnn dryyy!!"

back to the point.
oh wait. what point.

anyways...
i got my guitar! yipeeee yipeee!. feeeeels soOo... good. :)

time to start my 2 year electric guitar training in the mountains.

another brainless, plotless, with no sign of organization post. sigh.
when life gets boring, i guess posts follow suite.

i was thinking of playing raycrash just now.

but i ended up watching a korean movie on dvd, "my little bride", with mom because my brother was burning a helluva lotta cds to the point he could pass off as a pirate.

korean movies are soOo... unrealistic.
but the simplicity is something so impossible that it's almost desirable.

a nice change to watch something like that once in a while...
allows a break from reality for a short 2 hours.

but yea...
dreams are for wimps. real men take double shots of reality.

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on a separate note, i just completed the online pre-enrolment for the to-be poly students.
i have no idea how i'm gonna fit it.
guess what it said on the form.

secret question (the ones which allows you to recover your password)
one of them went a like this:

when was your first dating?

not saying that my english is perfect, but i'm sure it ain't half as bad. (posts don't count. typos are inevitable)
okay. i shall not "use a plank to flip the entire boat"(trans. from chinese idiom. i can't remember what it was though x) by saying that all poly students are as such because i'm about to be one.

hence it is impossible that all the poly students are lousy in english because i'm in poly! :)

whee. self-consolation.

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finally purchased my ibanez!
will collect tomorrow or monday.
can't wait.
but i really hope i'd be able to sleep tonight.

crap. i blogged twice today.
blogger's diarrhoea.

MY BIRTHDAY IS IN 7 DAYS!
... haha :)

i couldn't sleep last night.
been thinking too much(yes, contrary to popular belief, i do think.)

the thing is that i was thinking things i don't really think i need to be thinking about.
get it? sigh.

last night, i was overly thinking about some people.
and i couldn't get a song out of my head.

"...There's a light in your eyes Did you leave that light burning for me?"
blessed union of souls - light in your eyes.

really nice song.
but yea, i wasn't thinking that when it keeps playing in my head for like a whole 2 and a half freakin' hours.

it went something like this...

go to sleep.

"...There's a light in my eyes but it's too bright to see..."

go to sleep...

"...And a pain in my heart where you used to be..."

go to sleep!

"FUzZy PiNk piGgIeS eAtiNg GrAsS!" (those are not lines from the song. just a figment of dc's overworking imagination at 2am in the morning.)

ARGHHH!

i could easily pass off as someone on crack.
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and so i rolled over and took out my mp3 player.
plugs ears, with the song still resonating in the empty space between my two ears.

...then i had to be listening to the calling's album.
cue in 02 - our lives.

blearrgh! i don't want to think about first intake...

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quickly switched to yellowcard's album.
(being cautious not to click on "only one"
and listens to "empty apartment" and "believe"

okay. i shall stop with the nitty gritty details.

player runs out of battery.
best mannn. 16hours of playtime and it decides to run out now.

unplugs earpieces.
cue in light in your eyes again.

NoOOo....

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then i finally fell asleep after finally stopping thinking, finally replacing "light in your eyes" with a more drowsy "silent night". don't ask me why.
then i had a dream.
best timing.

i dreamt i got framed for stealing some diamond bracelet from a shopping mall.
why in *^$%&*#%%%* would i steal a diamond bracelet in the first place?!

bleah. another stupid insignificant, totally useless, primary one storyline dream.
the worst part is that i remembered it.
4.00am in the morning. -___-"

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gets back to sleep in record time of 15minutes.
wakes up at 7am.

go. back. to. sleep.
please?

request failed.
wakes up, walks out of room, wash up, blog.

no more song in my head, no more thinking about unecessary things.

peace.

MY BIRTHDAY IS IN 8 DAYS!
... the countdown.

it has just come to my attention that most blogs around the place are just sooo.... shallow.
as if they were made with the sole purpose of entertaining everyone.
maybe its just me, but i think many blogs normally contain things witty(not always), stupid(always) and unconnected posts to the blogger himself.

this blog is one of them.

hence today i shall be different and post some things about the dear blogger of this blog, before reverting to the blog-about-virtually-anything-for-the-sake-of-entertainment routine.

i'm only gonna do this once, so don't blink. (these facts are by the way, are mostly useless. however, may give you insight into the character of dc)

dc...

1. has 5 stuffed toys residing next to his bed, and each all of them have names. halo, herald, snip, neon, and gloomy. gloomy is his favourite gloomy bear (in case you don't know, my gloomy is nice, pink, and has blood coming out of it's mouth, and blood stained claws. by a jap designer mori chax. how cute.)
2. would read tony parsons over JRR tolkien
3. prefers comedy and feel-good movies over action and horror.
4. enjoys shopping tons.. surprisingly, but normally puts in too much consideration into buying anything. (not that that's a bad thing.^^)
5. acrophobic/altophobic, nyctophobic (heights, dark respectively.)
6. designing and games over almost everything
7. loves rugby(contact) but quit in sec 2 due to ligament injuries and studies. now i love badminton x)
8. unable to mantain eye contact with girls unaquainted with. (friends are fine :)... i think. haven't really noticed.)
9. extremely lame when you get to know him. so try not to. ;)
10. eats 3 tablespoons of rice for dinner every night because he dislikes rice. (3 tbsp rice = 1 bowl of noodles by dc standards)
11. unable to finish a can of soft drink by himself unless you give him 20minutes.
12. has a habit of being retarded, hence this stupid post.

-list discontinued-

come to think of it. this post has become just entertainment for the readers, thus defeating the purpose. haha. i guess its inevitable that open blogs are shallow.

so i shall get back to normal blogging commencing tomorrow. x)

tune in next post!

MY BIRTHDAY IS IN 9 DAYS!
hahaha. nooo. you couldn't have missed that. x)

should be getting my ibanez this saturday. can't wait.
life's been rather boring these couple of days.

go out.
walk walk.
eat.
play com.

rather monotonous. waiting for something cool to happen.
like maybe get knocked down by a car.
(yes, for some background information, i've always wanted to get knocked down by a car, and survive it with something like a broken arm or something. don't ask me why.)

the 3Ds went to chill today. walk around, go coffeeclub then pool. standard hang out session.
the ambience at paragon is kinda nice. serene.
far cry from the noise at other malls.

oh yea. saw clarissa todayyyy.
she's so pretty in the new uniform.

...or maybe its just the uniform.
does she read this blog? *looks around*

haha. dc out_

i've got my eyes on that ibanez. :)
no money, no fenders.
a ibanez is fine for a beginner i guess.

the cpf problem is solved! :)
i'm gonna get my cash liao.
not cheated that much anymore. technically.
50bucks is still a bit.
must work again soon. need to keep the cash coming in. still pretty much short.

blog again tomorrow. can't really think of much. haha

gah. got cheated of my paycheck again.
not in any condition for treats at the moment. sigh.

well...
to think cheating my overtime hours from 10.5 hours to 2 hours wasn't enough.
okay. here's the lowdown.

[1]
company policy is that overtime hours are given when you work more than 44hours a week.
i started work on a wednesday.
and they counted 1 week at wednesday to sunday, and so on.
so they technically cheated my out of 2 weeks overtime, and only gave me one week's.
50bucks gone down the drain.
goooood excuse. lamers.

[2]
they take 20% off my total pay to put into cpf.
that's not too bad, considering that most jobs do that.
but the only difference is that they actually STATE that they're putting 20% into your cpf.
and the thing is that i don't have a cpf account.

they said they'd make one for me.
they really wanna contribute to, as ben er said "one brick to my future home"

and i asked them. what did they say?
"you COULD have opted out"

)&(*&*(%$^$^( how in blue heck would i opt out if i don't even know you were (&*^)%&% gonna do that?!

150bucks down the drain. wellll... technically. until after i'm 50. i think that's how cpf is supposed to work. x). social studies all forgotten.
let's just say its a long time, and by then i wouldn't want an electric guitar and a pair of levis.

still gonna get my electric nonetheless.
conclusion : work stinks, and is totally not worth it.

finally watched "in good company" today.
went with dan ng and pat.
not a really nice show to go watching with guys.
still a nice show, albeit a little slow moving.

i don't know. i just like these sorts of shows in comparison to those brainless shows with lotsa action and stuff.
for goodness sake, i'm a guy. somebody tell me whats wrong with me.
but yes, to set things straight (geddit? straight? x) goshhh).
scarlet johansson ish reallllll hotttt.
*pinches himself*

then we met up with van after her work.
ate yami yougurt for the first time.
was okay i guess. still miss the frozen yogurt from australia though.
and the stooopid rasins we rock hard.!. )(&^%^%$*$.
daryl spat one on the floor and it sounded like a pebble.
i think some people are out to get me.

another one of those post about virtually nothing. :/
must be boring the hell outta all the readers.
welll... my birthday is in 11days!
not like anyone is gonna care though. sigh.

insignificant other.

the pope is dead.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A22742-2005Apr3.html

mourn.
*sniff* he. wasss... a good man. *sob*

i think. i mean, if he wasn't how could he have become the pope?
honestly speaking, since i'm christian, not catholic, so i never really noticed much about the pope. the only things i remember were the articles about him being increasing unwell, and the not-so-common in the recent days, speaches.
but i could say he did make a big impact on me.
tell me 'pope' and i'd think a short old little guy, a round face and white hair, and a face resembling, in my opinion, anthony hopkins (or most old caucasians look like that?), in pope's clothes. either i've he's done so much as pope that i take him to be the definition of a generic pope, orrr....

maybe he's so old that i've never really seen very many popes in my short life of 16 years.

welll, he died. everybody is mourning.
and guess what they do.

they display his body.

yes. read the article above. hmmmm.
no comments on that one.


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that aside,
i'm tired. i slept twice in sunday school. yes. even to the point where it came to me to read some verses. hence the noticable lag. but i made it look sooo good. almost as if i just didn't know it was my turn.
*zap*
know you know how in secondary/primary school, teachers always wrote "daniel is a well-behaved boy" in my report book, and yet i still scored like crap. x)

lets just say i slept so many times in church i lost count.
i'm not proud of it though. just emphasizing the weariness.

i'm just awfully tired.
maybe i'll go get some sleep.

oh yea, pay comes in this tuesday!~
and i'm now officially JOBLESS! freeeedom!~

i have yet to hear from the interview person, so i think that's a good thing. maintaining being uncontactable is good thing sometimes.
left sentosa at 1pm this morning, got home to pick up the chicken wings for the bbq later on.

the bbq was sort of a failure.

over-bought food. (especially the 24 potatoes. forgive me x)
under-invited people.
forgot to buy tons of stuff.

but i guess the company was pretty okay.
nice to see some people after two weeks of non-stop work.

never thought choosing poly would give a sense of inferiority when talking amongst jc people at times. ah well...
i still miss my jc friends.
many thanks to the people who came, making the outing less of a failure, i'll try harder!
...if there's a next time.

i'm just totally exhausted. must be the lack of sleep.
zoning off already just sitting in front of this screen.

this has got to be the first interview i've ever done, not hoping to get the job.
got to the place, exchanged my identity card for a visitor pass(and yes, the word printed on the card said 'visitor pass' boldly, invoking thoughts of that malaysian idol advert.).
went up, slacked.
the office was really empty. bleak, desolate, deserted. with only like 10 miserable cretins roaming the area.
maybe that's why my aunt said i'd probably have to work overtime. hmmm.
okay. the interview person came only like half an hour later. thank goodness for the newspapers.

in the interview room
the interview person was indian. boooo. (okay. stone the selectively racist bugger.)
her thick indian accent prevented much comprehension of what she was trying to convey, but my superior deciphering skills came in handy, but it was still a tedious process, involving quite a few 'pardons'.
"say something about yourself. "
gahh... stupid open ended questions. talk a lotta rubbish, confusing her in the process.
i mean. she's like soooo outta touch with the academic world she didn't even know what the grades meant. she didn't even know about the o'levels.
ancient mutant mountain tortoise.
oh well. then she asked me a few excel questions. and me, being the irritating person i am, deliberately answered the questions the easiest way possible.

[person] okay, i want you to put everything in this row in squence.
[dc] oh. kay. *clicks sort in sequence*
[person] okay, now i want to put it back into the original arrangement.
[dc] what was the original arrangement?
[person] NOT-in sequence.
[dc] okaaaayyy.... -_-" *ctr+Z* -cheap shit-
[person] sighhh....

whee. i hope i screwed up.

she probably was muttering inder her breath 'qian zhou'.
but wait...
she wouldn't know chinese. ^^