- on hiatus -

blog owner away fishing

(for approximately one month. she expects to catch a huge record-breaking whopper.)

I have learnt that memories are best left where they belong -- in the past and forgotten.

And when the past is forgotten, one cannot depend on hope to carry things through.

For the greater your hopes and the higher your aspirations, the harder you fall.

There is only the present to depend on.

No, I am not trying to appear manic-depressive.

Nor am i going to embark on a length preach.

Its just that for the very first time, i feel as though i have lost control of my life.

And i really need to regain that control.

Quick.

Cuz i'm starting to be unable to tolerate myself.

I guess I'll need time to whip my life back into shape.

So until that is done, I will largely refrain from blogging, save a few one-liners (or two).

Thank you all for being so supportive of my blog thus far.

I really appreciate it.

Aufwiedersehen for now.

victoria

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go away.

yes. vicky the linguistic neanderthal with two rungs short of a regular mental acuity is back.

and she is seriously considering to spend the rest of her pathetic life as a pathetic hermit (read: social recluse), in a pathetic hole in a pathetic mountain, far from any pathetic human life form.

oh and did i mention how pathetic the situation will be?

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i feel like c.r.a.p.

and no its not m.e.s.s.

damn.

excuse while i go cry my eyes out.

i really need to scream.

the previous two entries were supposed to be together, but somehow blogger kept rejecting them =/

Yes, so white people should be banned from wearing Asian prints unless they pass a comprehensive exam on Asian history and culture. also let's tear down the U.S. Capitol building because it exploits Greek and Roman arcitecture. while we're at this joyful purging, why not ban pizza because it isn`t authentic italian food but an exploitation of italian culture. Indeed, lets just do away with the infamous Caesar Salad because it has nothing to do with the great Roman ruler, and originated in a humble kitchen in Chicago, a result of leftover vegetables?

Ban Cinco de Mayo celebrations for anyone who isn`t Mexican. No celebrating St. Patricks Day unless your 100% Irish. In fact lets ban American beer: it's simply an exploitation of German culture and not at all authentic. Jazz music was formed by fusing African rhythms with European instruments, what a perversion. and since blues, rock, hip-hop and rap all derived from the same roots they should all be banned too as exploitations of pure african tribal music and pure european classical music.

Asian kids should be banned from wearing baggy pants and other black inspired clothing. Chinese woman should be required to bind their feet to pay homage to tradition.

*uh hum* that's enough now.

Wake up people! We're in an increasingly globalized environment. Everything here was borrowed piecemail from other cultures. And being oblivious to certain origins of certain cultures definitely does not make one ineligible to take part in the riches of that culture.

*pant pant*

NB: it seems to me that i have lost the focus of this entry. =S oh well. nevermind.

oh but yeah, i did felt indignant when in 'Molly' (i think) the only person playing a drooling, delirious mental patient repeatedly croaking out demented verses of 'Old MacDonald had a Farm' was a Chinese.

But OHHH they can't use blacks for that role anymore can they?

in line with the topic of ridiculous cultural sterotyping, i would like to bring up this point on the authenticity of cultures.

in the recent years, it appears that the mainstream americans (let's just keep it to one region, shall we?) have developed a certain fetish towards Asian art and culture. Stereotypical art and culture, that is. The exploitation of the chinese race in order to cash in on movie ticket sells being part of that national fetish. Buddha statuettes are taken as a trend, along with articles of clothing with loud colors and chinese characters.

Problem is, the characters are often not of chinese origin. Most of the time, they are Japanese, and for some, just mere random brushstrokes. Unfortunately, the consumers cannot tell the difference, due to their cultural ignorance.

I would consider the Asian trend to be one of cultural commodification, where cultures are exploited just so a cent can be made out of it. It is indeed disconcerting to see culture becoming an accessory for those who have no respect for the culture itself. Perhaps in a way, this trend is a good thing, for it increases visibility for the chinese.

Yet, before we start to wave around the signs proclaiming our immense indignation at the violation of cultural integrity, can we ask ourselves what indeed would be the authentic Chinese style?

In fact, come to think of it, is there anything that is 'pure'?

ahhhhhh....

richard clayderman (sp?) totally ruined 'Butterfly Lovers', or, to be politically correct, Liang Shan Bo.

He added the effects of a drum set and some very karaoke sounds into the classical song.. and turned it into a freak.

YUCK EEWWWW ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh

Call me an old-fashioned fruitcake, but some songs just aren't suited for modern mixing.

i cannot agree more with kaier's newest entry.

unfortunately, the sterotyping does not end there. just look at the way the chinese are portrayed in cartoons.

\_/

i rest my case.

ignore that photo link.

its just a painful reminder of my own html incompetency. (incidentally, if i spelt that word wrong, it is also another aching reminder of my inability to spell)

and i dont' deserve this showcase of my gauche self.

because blogger messed up. not me.

i just made it worse.

yeah well... kinda.

He perked up waggishly in remembrance of the salacious jokes he envisioned rolling from a bottomless cornucopia of lascivious humor, and smiled impishly at his arch-audience. Such an erudite fabricator he was.

*phew* what a mouthful.

HAH! Take that! =)

once again i apologize for the lack of articulation.

Once again we address the topic of Julius Caesar.

Brutus
I would reckon Brutus to be the one sending out all the mixed signals in this play. Although the object of affection of Cassius and Caesar, his heart belongs to Cassius. We can see that from the way the two made up after their argument in Act Four Scene Three.

Cassius: Do you confess so much? Give me your hand.

Brutus: And my heart too.

Cassius: O Brutus!

Brutus: What's the matter?

Cassius: Have not you enogh to bear with me, When that rash humor which my mother gave me makes me forgetful?

Brutus: Yes, Cassius, and from henceforth, When you are over-earnest with your Brutus, He'll thinik your mother chides, and leave you so.


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Cassius: I cannot drink too much of Brutus' love.

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Cassius: Never come such division 'tween our souls! Let it not, Brutus.


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And Brutus' marriage with Portia was merely a front. I say so because of the dismissive way Brutus speaks of Portia's death - 'She is dead'. Now, a man wouldn't speak that way of his wife would he????

Julius Caesar
He is the disillusioned one in this complicated love affair. Misreading Brutus' signals, he assumed that Brutus was his true love and hence trusted him with his heart and soul. Unfortunately for him, he had to pay for that mistake of his with his life. His eventual realization was evident in his cry of 'Et tu Brute? Then fall Caesar!'

However, Julius Caesar was not one that was in any way unloved. He had a loyal follower by the name of Mark Antony who indeed loved him greatly. His affection for Caesar is translated in his eager line of 'Caesar. my lord' (cross-refer this to the way Calphurnia addresses Caesar) and he is happy to oblige too when Caesar hands him a task. ('When Caesar says, 'Do this', it is performed) His love for Caesar is again consolidated when he sets on the path to revenge Caesar's death.

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Now with all that evidence, how can the Tragedy of Julius Caesar NOT be a gay play????????????????

Cheers. What a nice old show. Here's what happened...

Background information: Woody's girl writes him a letter telling him that she was getting married to this other guy (whom she met in the gardening section while buying sprinklers, go figure). Futhermore, they will be dropping by the bar that evening. Woody, being distraught, decides to pretend that he too had a girlfriend in order to escape the other girl's (his girl wuahah) pitying looks. Unfortunately now, due to some unforeseen circumstances, Woody is made to double date with the couple at 8 pm that night. (and remember, he does NOT have a girlfriend)

And so he decides to peeps into Wild Sam's Little Black Book....

**before i get started, it is kaier's suggestion that i add a disclaimer... so i will**

a disclaimer

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*flips through book*

Woody: Ahhh. She's the girl! Look at all the stars on the page!! (apparently Wild Sam rates his girls) Desiree... 'She's the Best'!

Patron: Mmm yes! Any more stars and we'd have to pledge allegiance to her!

*rings Desiree up*

Woody: Hey. My name is Woody, and i'm a friend of Sam's. He says you're the best so i want to find that out for myself. How about 7 pm at the bar?

Desiree: Sure, alrite!

***Seven rolls along***
Old fat lady comes strolling into the bar.

Desiree: Who's Woody?

Woody: (reluctantly) Uh hi, i'm Woody.

Desiree: Well, what are you waiting for? Let's get started!

Woody: What? Now?

Desiree: Yes! We can do it out here or *points* in the back, if you wish...

Woody: uhh....

Desiree: Do you have the equiptment? If not i can go to the car and get it for you...

Woody: What equipment???

Desiree: Well, first we need a bucket..

Woody: A BUCKET?

Desiree: *gives odd look* yes! and one of those long-handled brushes!

Woody: WHATEVER FOR????????????

Desire: so i can reach the hard-to-reach places!

Woody: Hoo boy I've underestimated Sam!!

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**meanwhile, a lady walks in**

Lady: What? Woody's dating Sam's CLEANING LADY?????

Patron: *look of realization* Yes... Sam says 'She's the best!'

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oh what oh what should my pen name be?

i don't want to be moo cow my entire life you know?

argh. chatbox has expired.

damn.

W$%$%^$^&%&&*^&*^%&&$^#%#$#@$$%#^$&^&

i change my mind. i don't love Morpheus anymore. I have decided to love winMX with my heart and soul. ... and you should too, cuz its like Napster reborn, only better.

and there is nothing wrong with my sexual orientation, so cut that thought.

why is the tragedy of Julius Caesar a gay play?

well firstly we have to examine the sexual orientation of the major characters.

Cassius
The major offender with crooked tendencies. Smitten with Brutus, he could not stand the thought of Brutus being Caesar's favorite and hence concocted the devious plan of assassinating Caesar. At the zenith of his anger, Cassius utters out the indignant cry of 'Stroke as thou didst at Caesar, for I know, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better Than even thou lovedst Cassius.'

*yawn*

ah. messing around with the template has made me very tired. .... ahhhh too tired to go on with the analysis.

its 1.05 am and its time for beddie byes!

nite.

you better appear, archives! i am not going to tolerate any more of that 'hide and seek' stuff.

my cross! oh if you manage to catch site of the lovely cross, count yourself blessed.

one should never attempt to mess around with the template. sigh.

oh. WOW. look at my blog. amazing.

hehe. just found this particularly interesting. look at the sheep's expression =)

i love morpheus!!!!!!!!

ysy! its like audiogalaxy reborn!!!!!! =D

hehe needless to say i have downloaded all the craig david songs hehehe =)

just in case morpheus disappears tomorrow... i'm going to do more downloading hehe

so much for morals...

the tragedy of julius caesar is a gay play masquerading as a serious tragedy.

... will expound on that theory later

take my imood literally =)

beaming.... *look of intense concentration*

1.00 =D

no... go away boy =)

i've spotted the beam!!!!!

here's elena zamolodchikova of russia doing HER handstand. ahhh look at her muscular physique!!!

click on the picture to visit her authorized site. =)

oh wow! i held a handstand for 30 seconds!!!!

dum tiddly dum dum.

tiddly pom.

*sproing*

heh. sorry, just bored.

you kno, i really wished that i have a shock-ray rite now, so that i can blast all those RETARDED SEX ACTIVISTS off their disgusting little bums.

ARGH my email account is INFESTED with those emails proudly proclaiming 'hi my name is dik'

right dik

enough of those inneudos

go bother some one else you pervert!!!!

i love surveys....

oh yeah i do. =)

>>>ONCE OPEN, PLEASE READ... YOU WON'T REGRET READING IT... Here's
>>>what to do... COPY (not forward) this entire e-mail and paste into
>>>a new e-mail that you will send. Change all of the answers so that
>>>they apply to you. Then, send this to a bunch of people you know,
>>>INCLUDING the person who sent it to you. The theory is that you
>>>will learn a lot of little known facts about your friends.
>>>Remember to send yours back to the person who sent it to you!

**yeah yeah yeah....yadda yadda yadda** hehe =)


>>>First name: Victoria
>>>Single or taken: taken?? TAkEN? that sounds so darn possessive! .. single.
>>>Sex: meow
>>>Birthday: january 27th 1986
>>>Astrological sign: aquarian the humanitarian
>>>Siblings: younger brother
>>>Hair colour: blaaccckk
>>>Eye colour: dark brown
>>>Shoe size: 5
>>>Height: 171.5 cms approx 5'10
>>>Are you popular?: popularity is very subjective.
>>>Where is your favourite place to shop?: oh god i just saw Guess' new line of clothes *Drool* but i'll probably not shop there. so hmph.
>>>What do you have pierced?: none.. i'm too much of a chicken
>>>What do you get labelled as?: US Agriculture Department -> PASSED

>>>*-;-* T h e E x t r a S t u f f *-;-*
>>>Do you do drugs?: no. unless if you consider caffeine as one.
>>>What kind of shampoo do you use?: j&j's strawberry shampoo. its supposedly carcinogenic but what isn't?
>>>What are you most scared of?: death
>>>Many TV's?: wut kinda qn is that? ... uhh one?
>>>What car do you wish to have?: BMW silver convertible
>>>Who is the last person you called?: serena =)
>>>Who is the last person you got a text from?: robbie
>>>Where do you want to get married?: in a nice quiet spot. =)
>>>How many messenger buddies do you have online right now?: ONLINE? oh dang... 1 wuahahaha pathetic.
>>>If you could change anything about yourself?: hm. ahhh no more bad hair days.. PUHLEASE!!!! but still, that's part of the fun isn't it? heheh =)

>>>*-;-* F a v o u r i t e s *-;-*
>>>Band: westlife. what can i say? i suddenly found them interesting ;)
>>>Smell: blueberry. berry nutty about berries. sorry, bad pun.
>>>Colour: black, royal purple, silver, and GLITTER!!! ahhhh ok so that's not a color but yeah, there you go.
>>>Number: 2
>>>Boy's name: Christian
>>>Girls name: Nicole
>>>Subjects in school: uh. gym?? =)
>>>CD or Tape?: CD. most definitely. tapes always die on me... ALWAYS.
>>>CD Games?: cd games? you do mean.. COMPUTER games rite? the Sims =)
>>>-;-* H a v e Y o u E v e r *-;-*
>>>Smoked?: oh eew. no.
>>>Bungee jumped before?: nope... *jumps ... ARGHHHHHHHHH* i wanna try that walking down the side of the building thing tho... looks like fun.
>>>Broke the laws?: yeah... hello, there are so many laws around that you must be a saint if you don't break at least one!
>>>Made yourself throw-up?: i have not puked since i was 2 wuahahahah
>>>Been in love?: i reckon? =)
>>>Made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: wuahahah that's funny... no.

>>>*-;-* F i r s t T h i n g T h a t C o m e s T o M i n d *-;-*
>>>Thread?: cat intestine
>>>CD?: burner
>>>School?: university of otago. FOR SOME REASON! wuahahaha
>>>Yellow?: bird.
>>>Red?: rose.
>>>Cow?: dung. wuahahahahhaha that's another weird one.
>>>Shit?: hole. oh mannnn... *screws brain*

**looks like i'm not too creative wuahahahahha =)**

>>>Greenland?: iceland


>>>*-;-* W h i c h I s W o r s e? *-;-*
>>>Cat shit or dog shit?: uh. can i opt out?
>>>Having your heart broken or knowing you've broken someone elses
>>>heart?: heheh OF COURSE having my heart broken's worse.. heh. wut can i say? i'm so self-serving hehehe =P

*-;-* F i n a l Q u e s t i o n s *-;-*
>>>Do you like filling these out?: hell yeahhhhh! hehehe =)
>>>If you could be someone else for a day who would it be?: andreea raducan
>>>If you were a tree, what type would you be?: maple (don't ask me why. that's just the first tree that came to mind)
>>>Gold or Silver?: Silver, but gold in the form of bars wouldn't be too bad hehehheheehe $_$
>>>What is the last film you saw at the cinema?: Minority Report. and it wasn't all that flash
>>>Favourite cartoon character?: aww.. barney the gay dinosaur. nah i'm just kidding... i can't remember.... wuahahahah ok eeyore then =)
>>>What do you have for breakfast in the morning?: 2 cracked oreos. not exactly very high on the nutrition list but anyways.

written on a collegiate application form are the words,

"Selection will not be affected in any way by gender, handicap, race or religion."

or something like that.

now, wouldn't emphasizing that one's institute isn't discriminating bring out the greatest form of discrimination?

what do you think??

ah yes.

christ on a popsicle stick.

a very interesting line of description indeed.

but why popsicle stick? is it a new marketing strategy, not unlike that of the 'phallic' candy?

**INTERRUPTION: the phallic candy, looks *very* innocent. honest!! all i can say is that the singaporean adults are seriously deprived maniacs with twisted minds and an over-active imagination. Shame on them.**

back to christ and his popsicle stick.

oh wait... or is it a very unethical thing to do, crossing religious boundaries?

YES. (so say some people)

so i am assuming that if i do make some comments, a pro-jesus activist would come after me with a bazooka threatening to blow my head off?

YES.

ok then. i won't talk about semantic popsicle sticks.

i will talk about, however, the freedom of speech... or lack thereoff.

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freedom of speech, as it is, is non-existent.

there are too many factors in the world that would make absolute freedom of speech the swiftest way of suicide. for speech is essentially a form of communication and communication takes place when an audience is present. and with the presence of people (or even the singular) brings upon different ideas and of course, WITH that comes disagreement.

and of course, like how it always turns out to be in the movies, with disagreement comes verbal attacks, followed by physical violence, personal assaults, terrorist attacks... you get the picture.

why, even talking about the freedom of speech can bring on violent disagreement.

=X

- writer's block -

*wheeze*

damn. there goes the inspiration.

i have not blogged since thursday!

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yes. that's a caricature of me. a very ironic one too, for in the caricature i am without a mouth ;)

i am completely and entirely deprived of all my articulation.

i speak with the rough vocabulary of a 10 year old, and write with the immature grammatical structure of a 7 year old.

"last night my Lord returned from the wars and pleasured me thrice with his boots on." - Duchess of Marlborough.

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Portrait of an Artist, as an Old Man

by Joseph Heller

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eugene pota is a despot writer in his waning years.

his perennial dream is to write a final book worthy of literary praise.

he also toys with divorce. his wife, a succulent lady of considerable age is timid and frail. she does have an endless supply of sensitive intuition, however.

his ideas revolve around Tom Sawyer and his Aunt Polly, Sawyer on an endless search for a way to prosper. God and his wife, and his many sheep. Hera and Zeus, Aphrodite (the cunt, so writes Pota) constantly vying for sex and influence. Gene, the mean one who feeds on spleen, and finally, Gregg, a newly-transformed city cockroach in an office.

he does settle down with an idea eventually...

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on the sleeve of the book is printed:

'A novelist of a kind that dos not occur more than once in a generation'. - THE TIMES

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meaning could be twofold...

it is 8:20 pm and i am tired.

i go on instant messenger, and everyone is awake. no one to talk to, but i don't feel like talking anyhow.

2 pieces of homework to be done. 4 years worth of revision to do.

i cannot be tired.

coffee anyone?

WRITE! doggone.. WRITE!

today was english oral examination - the first step towards this year's examinations.

i really do not want to write about it... but here i am.

oral went very very well.

huzzah. =)

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uh. i have nothing to say.

xxooxx

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tic tac toe anyone??

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hollywood squares

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that's enough!

okok less blogging then...

the 1000th visitor has sneaked by unnoticed.

darn.

and now we will have yet another go at the 2000th visitor.... sigh...

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25 days to preliminary examinations.

argh. no more blogging!!!

will the 1000th visitor to my blog please please please identify yourself in the shoutbox!!!!!!

ahh that felt good. heheh

hehe.

mom's calling all her taiwanese friends rite now, cuz dad's going to be on tv in about 10 minutes time.

the pride a woman has of her man. awwwww. hehehe =)

The Fluff: FREEDOM

The Truth: Its a farce.

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mackie d's is going to sue. i just KNOW it.

and it would be nice if you could insert some punctuation on the last line....

A lady was stabbed in town central yesterday.... within a 5 km radius from my house!

Argh... its no longer safe out here!!!

Not scanning C:\Program Files\ICQ\icqmutl.dll, because it caused a fatal error on the previous attempt. There exists a possibility that the file could be a threat, but there is no way to know for sure

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What? Do i detect a surge of wilfullness? Impudence?

I'll get you for that, Virus Defender!!!!!

hm.. i feel like doing one of those Word of the Day things.

mmmmmm.....

ho ho ho

=)

there's a leaflet at the lift lobby that proudly declares, "Replenish Your Vitality!".

I am very amused.

This Saturday, as the leaflet proclaims, shall see old croonies, dragging their ancient hackeneyed bodies down to the clubhouse, in the futile attempt to have their vitality replenished.

what splendor. hehehhehehehehe

do excuse me, i cannot help but laugh.

i know it is sardonic of me to laugh at those post-pillars-of-society, and i know that 50 years down the road i will probably be doing the same thing... (hopefully, the vitality-replenishment device will be more sophisticated this time round)

BUT

hehehehehheheheh

ah yes one's gotta laugh when one's gotta laugh.

muuahhahahahahahahah =)

heh.

HEY ALL

If you want more vertical scrolling action,

keep checking back.

I update in fits and flurries at odd intervals.

Groovy.

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ugh. how disgustingly bright. but there you go.

ARGH. i gotta stop this.

- sigh -

Has anyone wondered why we smile at 'Love' and frown at 'Hate'?

Is there a special importance assigned to L O V E, and a grave distaste for H A T E?

Why is L so desired while H is so despised?

Is the E in Hate inferior to that in Love?

Scramble them up and put them in line.

LHATVEE

and what have we?

Singular letters, all insignificant.

isn't it a scary thought that you only live once?

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every movement you make,

every breath you take...

will be alive

only

for that moment.

the words

that i type now...

will be

but a reminiscent

of that split second,

frozen

in time.

feeling incredibly nostalgic now... hm.

actually nostalgic isn't the word. blue is.

ok i am feeling blue rite now.

ho hum.

moodswings. ugh.

remember Brent's Blog?

yeah well i decided to leave him a little note yesterday, ... and guess what? he replied!! heheheh =D cooollll !!!

my post:
this has nothing to do with the post, but yeah, just wanna say that this is one great blog! keep up the good work!

his reply:
Thanks very much, Victoria. I truly appreciate it.

mmm talk about interaction =) ahh cool. hehehhe

i am speechless!

aww the cat's missing. but it was there yesterday! =S weird... perhaps asianavenue doesn't support outlinking. anyways.

do visit Asian Avenue. Its a nice place =)

so national day came and went.

my parents bought a flag and hung it along with the laundry in the balcony.

uh. mom... are you trying to HINT at something?

i am bored. and tired. and inarticulate.

not a particularly good time for blogging i must say.

yet i do feel like blogging.

go figure.

hehe cute.

FORUM POSTS

POST:
Hi, I`m new to this site...
Created by SoSexyAlmostEvi on Sat, Aug 03, 2002 @ 07:52 EST
this is a weird site.....

REPLY:

Buckaroo-Banzai (Sat, Aug 03, 2002 @ 07:54 EST) Reply
Yes it`s weird
So`s your username. ;-)

wuahahhahahaha mmm ok so you pple don't find it funny. =/

hehe i'm on the top 10 most recently updated blogs for the second time now!!! heheheh how wonderful!!!! =)

i have changed my mind, being unable to find good photos. heheh sorry robbie! ;) wuahaha i will put up nice ones if i do come across any, so hang in there!

mm since i'm at it, i mite as well post even MORE photos!! wuahahahaha

Dominique on the beam

i'm looking at the gymnast picture again.. and you kno i think Vanessa Atler is quite pretty. (atler's the one on the left) And Jaycie Phelps looks better than she did when she was still competing. She looks more mature now, tho a tad bit... oldish looking. Mmm and Dominique Moceanu looks like... an Indian. I have no idea why that is, but she used to look very Romanian and kinda exotic... and so hmm.. =/

You kno what? I will post up the competition pics of them =)

oh how nice.

imood has vanished.

mmm its a conspiracy i tell you!

My imood!

Indeed, to err is human.

Errrrr...

What happened to my purple line? Has anyone seen it?

Please contact me if you do find my purple line.

Rewards negotiable.

Astronomically speaking, all civilization will come to an end (why do they call it civilization anyway? some people out here are clearly barbaric) on 11:47 am, February 1st, 2019.

Before I go on, let me contemplate on the possibility of the 11:47 am being that of GMT +0800 hours. Mm. Not too possible. Time labels! I require time labels. It's always nice to know the exact hour of death if you kno what i mean.

Yes, civilization will come to an end on that particular day and hour. That is, IF asteroid 2002 NT7 hits earth. The 2km-wide piece of metamorphic formation, hurtling enthusiastically towards earth this very second, will have the pleasure of a 1 in 75000 chance of hitting earth right smack in the face. (or any part of the planetary anatomy for that matter) It did have a more impressive 1 in 60000 chance earlier on, but repeated calculations of its orbits by frenzied astronomers proved otherwise.

If that rock does hit, it will wipe out an entire continent, (leaving behind the 5 others) and throw up dustclouds that will create a smoggy layer blanketing out the sun for months ... and take humankind to the brink of extinction, if not extinction itself. (darn)

Well, news isn't all that bad. The impact of the asteroid could help us figure out two very elusive questions that have been a mystery all these years. Purists, like those at Landover Baptist, will obviously make preparations for the return of Jesus Christ. (one of which, most undoubtedly, would include clearing one's bowels the night before, so as not to be on the infamous bowl when judgement day arrives) Avid evolutionists would take down notes to the very last moment of their lives, and finally expire with the dying words, "This was what happened to the dinosaurs."

So, as TIME so thoughtfully put it, "plan accordingly".

mr slim has ceased blogging. perhaps he is now inventing a new nuclear prototype, ready to be unleashed at some ill-behaved nations.

hoo boy, nuclear physicists. you never kno what they are up to.

what has happened to these gymnasts??









oh my god. moceanu!!!!!

all the anger in me has subsided... i don't see the point in wasting time and energy or even blog space on the nasty woman that was SO yesterday.

yeah... let's just say that none of us will be patronizing her store ever again.

women are vindictive creatures, more ferocious and scheming than men.

why do i say that??

do you really want to know?

REALLY REALLY want to know?

***

i'm not telling... yet!

spending SG7.50 for an hour's stay in a bum-freezing zone with tattered and torn winter gear, with wellingtons falling off your feet at every second step, sliding down approximately 10 meters of rock-hard ice on a very deflated tyre, playing with pathetic scraps of salt-laced ice, and having your nose feel like it is falling off...

IS ACTUALLY KINDA FUN!!!!! oooh yeahhhhhh

hehehhe =)

its such a shame that we forgot the film tho... SuCH a shame. Still, that would give us the excuse to return to snow city once again. hehe. 7.50 for an hour's relief from the summer sun...

totally worth it.

do check out xiaomin's blog. It is pretty interesting hehe so enjoy =)

i am going to write about:

* snow city (otherwise known as freeze-burnt bum zone)
* four eyed-toad with ill manners working in a restaurant

... but i will do that tomorrow, cuz i am daunted by the tremendous writer's block rite now.... =D

mm i am back. still tired, but i think i should continue, since someone's ready to kill someone and that someone is already online. hehehhe oh well doesn't matter if that doesn't make sense. you'd understand this if it involves you ;)

anyhow, back to the topic.

Taking into consideration that the major market for the candy would probably be kids (those below the age of 12), i would not think it likely that the manufacturer would come out with something that is obviously suggestive. Furthermore, IF something would even BE partially suggestive, the government would clear it off the shelves, just like they do for shows containing lewd pornography and the likes. Well, ok they don't do that, but they sure would NOT place that offending article in the supermarkets for everyone to see!

Yet if we were to step back and think about the possibilities, it COULD be that the manufacturer made it to cause controversy and hence have people like me write about the candy and hence increase its popularity (be it good or bad). If that is the case then I say its a job well done, for i am seriously wanting a piece of that forbidden fruit, as it is.

now back to parents.

Parents in this case should be ashamed of themselves. They are the ones with the crooked thinkings, THEY are the one who skip along supermarkets with their imaginations running wild, filling their brains with sexual images and fantasies. THEY are the ones who go EEEW ARGGHHH DONT" LOOK! when they see those innocent candies. Now what will the children think? That their parents are openly directing importance to the specific item? YEAH DUH. Of course, the parents argue that they are protecting their children against explicit contents, but is it even necessary?

I dare say that the majority of children look at a sweet with a thought no more evil than wanting to devour it there and then. A fresh, colorful design and a potentially great taste would be all they are looking out for. Do parents seriously think that their kids would go to the supermarket and specially pick out that item for its resemblance to a certain reproductive organ? I should think not. And if they do? Well, then there are obviously other factors to this matter.

So what if the sweet reminds of prepubescent people about the reproductive organs? Why not just take the chance and educate them about their sexuality and other important related issues??? Wouldn't that be more effective than merely forbidding your kid to even LOOK at that kind of thing? That kind of multi-directional protection will only lead to naivety and ignorance that would cause more imminent danger to the kids than by looking at something that is only POSSIBLY suggestive (if at all).

Its that kind of overprotection that contributes greatly to teenage pregnancy (although i do not deny that other factors are equally important). At the very least, the purposeful avoidance of such 'phallic' objects would only lead to increased curiosity and hence lead the kids to the possible avenue of falsehood. Also, this kind of attitude in the parents would dissuade the children of going to their parents for help should they encounter problems in that area.

Now i am straying off course.

What i really wanted to talk about initially were the paranoic parents that we see so often these days.

Those parents.... *Sigh*

Look. Do anyone of you out there think that Harry Potter books encourage the practice of black magic? HELLO? And that Approximately 12 verses of monsters drinking hot tea and whatnots would REALLY result in witchcraft?

AND WHAT"S WRONG WITH ENID BLYTON? Is she a racist? Is she a pro-dominant-male? WAKE UP!!!

Those people write to communicate with children on THEIR level! HOw many of you actually looked at the drawings in Enid Blyton's books and pondered about racism? Children are innocent beings. They read just because the stories are interesting, that they do enjoy reading. ...

We are all reading too much and too deep into everything for our own good!

And you know what? This disgusts me so much that I absolutely refuse to write anymore.

UGH. Will people who agree with me PLEASE TAG MY GUESTMAP? IT IS A VERY NICE LITTLE PIECE OF TECHNOLOGY THAT IS SIMPLE AND PLEASANT.

Or, if you like, just leave your comments in the chatterbox!

Thanks a lot =)


p.s mmm i am all unarticulate today. but ARGH. i dont' care. I . dont. care.

Sleepy now. going...

Squeeze and Lick.

That was the topic for today's morning radio talk show. I had no idea what sparked the grave discussion, but i reckon it definitely had something to do with an overprotective, paranoid parent who insists on monitoring his/her child's every move. The sort of parents that would install spy cams all over their kids dorms and prevent their kids from taking public buses. Got my drift? Good.

Apparently, there is this sweet out there in the market that is advertised by the very honest and animated slogan of 'squeeze and lick'. Well, according to some people, it looks phallic. No, actually they think it IS phallic. And they don't take the trouble to hide their views either. In fact, they just LOVE to belt them out loud.

right. uh hum. i must not lose myself.

Before i go on, do check this out:





Ok this candy sells by the same 'squeeze and lick' slogan, but is anything even slightly phallic about it? I should think not.

As of the time of writing, i have no idea IF at all the sweet is suggestive, but chances are it probably isn't.

TO BE CONTINUED. I am sorry i have to do this, but I"M TIRED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and i don't want to put crappy, 2nd grade stuff over here =) hehe so i will continue this tomorrow *yawn*

i do hope my inspiration remains. i have ALOT to write on this.... but argh... but my attention span and consciousness would not allow for this .........................


*sigh* i want to be able to survive on oxygen alone and NOT be tired.

oh dear i am spoilt for choice!!

whether or not to add human click, guestbook, site monitor... decisions decisions...

WHAT? julius caesar was named so (highly likely) due to COMMERCIAL REASONS? oh man!

why does nothing online have anything about why the Tragedy of Julius Caesar is the way it is (and not the Tragedy of Marcus Brutus?) can anyone answer this question, or is everyone as deluded as i am?

oh man. i always feel sleepy after taking my shower. *yawns* and its hardly NINE YET!!!

*sigh*

its such a pity, because i always plan for such great things after my shower. now all my plans are CRUSHED... CRUSHED i tell you. CRUSHHHHHED... dang

caffeine i need caffeine. or maybe i just need sleep heheh. (to be pronounced as heh heh. you gotta be specific with your onomaetopoeia!)

and come to think of it, why is it PAUSE? i mean, its not like menopause is some temporary relief or something... its permanent deprivation of estrogen!!!! argh!!

mmm here we are talking about milk once again =)

milk... it really is a very subjective thing for me, cuz it depends highly on my mood when i think about it hehe.. but 90% of the time, ugh. can't tolerate it! so unless i happen to enjoy barfing, uh ... no milk for me. =)

however, milk is good. I cannot deny that! heheh milk... is good. what can i say? its healthy, its organic (besides being pasteurized.. i hope) plus it has calcium (which is why its healthy but anyways). Now CALCIUM is a wonderful thing. it prevents osteoporosis when you get old (so you don't run the risk of hip fractures ouch) and it strengthens your bones so you don't shrink when you're past menopause.

incidentally (though totally unrelated), hmm... the word menopause.. MEN NO PAUSE. bahahhaha... oh dear, is it some freaky coincidence or what???

THIS

IS

WEIRD!

Landover Baptist

WeiRD i tell you.. WEIRD

"Dont be caught sitting on the toilet when Jesus comes" ? what kind of #W#%$%^4 is that?

0_o (miffed)

my already-pathetic german vocabulary is dwindling at an alarming rate (not as quickly as the trees are being cut down, but close) I used to be able to play around with the past tense and the irregular verbs, and now all i can do is mutter incoherent sentences. =S eew. i need to brush up on my german vocabulary, grammar, technique... damn. i need to brush up on Deutsch.

superstition.

how many of you actually believe in that? it was commonplace in ancient Rome for people to be superstitious, and rightfully so - look at what happened to Julius Caesar when he did not abide by the soothsayer's warnings. (btw, he died)

its about to be the 7th month in the chinese lunar calender again - on National Day (august 9th) in fact. ooh. for those of you not familiar with the chinese culture, its the month where ghouls and spirits are let out for a breath of fresh air. =)

yeah. so... any how, are YOU superstitious?

hmm. how sweet... but guess what? i hate milk. absolutely detest it. ugh! i am lactose intolerant (or so i'd like to think)

on the other hand, soya milk is wonderful...

What kind of Drug Addict are you?

what movie symbolism are you? find out!

a good blog can be recognized by a good title.

because people with bad blogs have mysterious attractive tendencies to bad titles.

damn i hope my title's good =) heheheheh

"If there's any justice in the universe, she's shovelling shit in hell."

- A "bereaved" widower on Six Feet Under

mmm. what issue was i about to address?

ah yes. i remember. Feminism.

I would say that the state of Maryland started it all. What a coincidence =) Mary-land... just the right place for the birth of Feminism.

Maryland had a problem, for its state motto went like this, Fatti maschii, parole femine. Well, today that motto is known to all as 'Strong deeds, gentle words', yet, its actual meaning went like this - 'Manly deeds, womanly words'. That would be all fine, and the story would have ended here and now, happily ever after. But guess what??

Some nosey parker just had to notice that, that's what. Noticing aside, the person (whom i would reckon to be an indignant female) had to make furious comments about the unfortunate motto. And needless to say, that sparked off a whole chain of political rantings on Politically Correct Speech and what have you.

Certain more disturbed parties even suggested the neutralization of formerly separated words like Waiter and Waitress, into a particularly charmless and very repulsive Waitperson or Waitron. There were even suggestions to convert the innocent Menu into the unscrupulous Womenu.

I shall not dwelve further into these textual idiosyncracies.

What exactly IS feminism? I am all for it, however, at certain points, the line must be drawn. The dictionary states that it is the advocacy of equal rights for women. A pretty simple annotation, it appears, but once again, is equality? CAN there be equality? This is somewhat like the common childish complaint of 'This is unfair!' When technically, there is actually no absolute fairness.

Therefore, when particularly violent and over-enthusiastic feminists threaten to enlist all females into National Service JUST for the sake of feminist equality, and demand changes in the language to suit their endless course, it really makes us wonder if they are not unlike single-minded radicals who might someday form a Feminist version of the KKK. I shiver at that thought.

Indeed, the equality of the sexes is a marathon run in the history of debates, and through that marathon many mentionable advancements have been made possible, so ample credit should be given to the nutty Cordelias in huge sunhats riding in bumpy Chevolet. Seeing that I am getting nowhere with this entry, I will move on to my line of argument.

I personally do not believe in complete equality (if any) of the sexes, for the very simple reason that we are but equal. In the first place, the anatomical makeup of men and women are very different, and we are made that way so as to adapt to the different roles that are required of us. As much as certain people would like it to be, men and women, merely on this basis, can never be equal. Which just puts the feminist, 'men should get pregnant' kind of attitude to shame. However, I am all for discarding the very Asian male condescension towards females, for i do not believe that we are in any way inferior. In fact, genetically speaking, females are biologically superior to males! Yes we are, for we have XX chromosomes while guys have the XY makeup, the Y gene being half the size of the X-gene. (which explains for the slightly higher birthrate for males)

uh hum. let's move on...

Abraham Lincoln once said, in the infamous Gettysburg Address, that 'all men are created equal'. Are the feminists then, going to demand a censorship for that line? This is absurd i tell you. Even the meteorologists and geographists have succumbed to their insiduous whinings and have introduced (if a tad bit unwillingly) male names to destructive hurricanes and typhoons.

Instead of concentrating so much energy on this senseless and trivial disparity (like i am doing rite now), why don't all you radical feminists get together and put all your sensational creativity into improving the lives of impoverished people (females if you like) around the world?

And just before i sign off for today, try this on for size:

Asian males often push the blame to their wives for not being able to produce male infants. Oh but guess what? The fault lies wholly in you, my man. The Y chromosome is carried by the SPERM. So instead of beating your poor, under-nourished wife up, why don't just give yourself a little spanking huh?

Looks like something from you doesn't swim well.

Upon analyzing my signature, i am found to be:

*awarding importance to myself
(signature larger than recipient's name.. oops hehe)

*openly showing myself for all to view (NOT A FLASHER FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!!)
(longer signature as compared to words containing the same number of letters)

*demonstrating to the reader that i am to be the center of his/her attention
(signature in the center of the page) -> that is, given that i have sufficient space? cuz i sometimes end at the very right,
which would indicate instead, me having an impulse to rush headlong into the future. hmm. comments anyone? wut's my
style?

*ascribing importance to my status (as what may i ask?)
(underlining signature)

*desiring for increased stats and respect
(elaboration of signature)

.....

which pretty much makes me out to be a self-centered, Narcissus mushroom hehhe... oh dear =)

ok i take all of that back. activetopic has reappeared.

my technological superiority is effectively maintained.

god i love my blog

hehehhe =) yeah i am narcisstic (nothing to do with Narcissus canned mushrooms btw) ... okok so i can't use narcisstic because it doesn't imply SELF. but mmm i don't care!

and boy do i feel accomplished ;)

i am sad... the moment i finally step out of my Neanderthal-istic boundaries i am faced with an onslaught of internet breakdowns.

am i to spend my life in the gutters and slums of inferior technology?? how is one going to advance with all these crap in their way?

i hecka need a bulldozer.

that's enough.

the chatterbox has lived its time. i am going to remove it.

whoever caused this problem deserves to have his mind blown up.

you are telling me, that an ENTIRE site has vanished in the time span of 3 hours.

www.activetopic.com has VANISHED. this i cannot believe. and now because of that, my blog refuses to load.

likewise for those with the chatterboxes on their pages.

what kind of nasty prank is this????

i am going to disconnect and retry. you will hear from me soon.

LOAD blog LOAD!!!!

What Kind of AsianAvenue Member are you?

didn't get to watch the Commonwealth Games' gymnastics competition.

however, for the first time, i don't feel a thing.

and why?

because the best gymnast out there was Elizabeth Tweddle.

enough said.

i am absolutely dying for the chance to use the word mandolin.

oh yes i do.

ARGH. i must i must!

but i have nothing to slot it into.... *cries*

ah doesn't my cry have the cutest mandolin sound? wuahahahhaha oh dear... i sound like a string instrument now hehe.

i did it! i have successfully used (NOT utilize, mind you... its one of the very common errors) that wonderful wonderful word.

Das is sehr Spass.

i cannot believe it... i actually had a happy time doing math all the way from 3 to 5 and 8 to 10. that's FOUR entire hours of wholesome playing around with numbers. uh hum. and gameplay is crucial in a child's (ok, youth's) development.

anyways, i am utterly convinced that my brain had been taken over by over-zealous martians, whose sole joy in life is figuring out that particular sum on page 42 of the 2002 NYGH ultimate math manual. thank goodness they have left for another miserable soul.

yet, why do i have only 5 pieces of paper to show for it? granted that i did try to stay on the good side of Greenpeace.... but isn't that still a little.. pathetic?

anyway, just for interest's sake, i came out with that maxim MYSELF, with help from me and i only. =D heheh

now i wonder if it will make the school journal pages as yet another boring line??

he who has no recollections has not lived

YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have updated my sidebar, and moved my blog 2 rungs up the ladder of internet technology and interactivity!!!!!

you guys can now post your comments and whatever stuff you have to say! =) wonderful wonderful!!!!

25 %

My weblog owns 25 % of me.
Does your weblog own you?

I AM HUNGRY

rumble rumble toil and grumble

my stomach's twisted up in jumbles.

its 11 at night and i am lurking

waiting to finish off all them gherkins.

***

i creep into the kitchen and turn on the lights

lo and behold i got a massive fright

for there was my brother, mittens and all

eating cockroaches right off the wall

***

he chomped and chewed with obvious relish

with more joy than he did with mango radish

twirling a limp feeler round his finger

he wondered why flies didn't linger

***

gastric juices quickly subsiding,

i took my blankie back into hiding...

for never was there a story of more woe

than that of my brother and his slug roe.

***

and incidentally, i am no longer hungry.

*last two verses accredited to William Shakespeare (who never spelt his name as such)*

on the point of implants. (big thanks to robbie for bringing up this point in his column)

do you kno that having impressive frontal implants could actually ruin your marriage?

let's see now. for example, you went for a breast implant, and came out from surgery a few sizes larger, with your confidence pumped up. you feel proud of your assets for once and stride along the CBD ^^with wind... heheh i just couldn't resist! heheh remember the english error analysis?????? wuahahahaha Benjamin Franklin would have liked this^^. Anyhow, *steps back* I have side-tracked.

Ok so let's just assume that you have managed, by sheer size alone, to nab the guy of your dreams. (or so you think) Now, pause for a second please *pause*. Think. Why do you think he is marrying you? WHY?

Is it because of your wonderful, charming personality? Your integrity as a human being? The chances are ... HELL NO! And why again? Because all of your characteristics are overshadowed by the gleam of the huge piece of silicon inside your chest. I'm not saying that guys are materialistic, estrogen-hungry beings, I'm merely getting at the fact that hey, that meaty piece of you is getting too distracting for anyone to notice what else you have to offer.

And remember, taking into consideration the fact that the guy DID marry you for your beautiful alignment of the body (more like mutated, but anyways), that one day, those hefty pieces of silicon are going to degrade. Even without them degenerating, YOU are going get old, being devoid of all your life-giving estrogen. Menopause is going to come in, and you are going to wither under the age of time. Keeping in mind that your man did marry you for your wares, does it not make sense that he will leave you then?

He did NOT marry you for your sense of humor, your optimism. He merely bought you with a well-crafted diamond and chained you with a ring for his solitary enjoyment. Does that make you feel all proud and confident now? You are, unfortunately, but a toy. And when toys get old and ugly... they end up in the bin.

Look at Pamela Anderson. No one even looks at her acting skills anymore, because everyone looks at her gargantuan chest. And why did she remove her implants? (besides for being all leaky and life-threatening) Because she knows that she was but a woman with nothing but a very big chest.

And my mom knows a friend who went for a boob job, and before she even started plodding her way down the yellow brick road of super-sized undergarments, she kicked the bucket.*ka-plonk*

Actually she was allergic to the anesthetic, but that's another story altogether.

**
Just wondering, but did anyone ever think of getting implants for their ample bottoms? I mean, other than making you look like a real cow (TOTALLY coincidental use of terms by the way), it would really offer comfortable, durable forms of cushioning. Kinda like sitting on a fartee cushion i would expect, but without the fartee. wuuahahah oh dear i better stop this random musing, or else bum implants might really become the problem of the future.

hiddy...
serena writing in place of chyi uei here.
i never understood what it was like for so-called 'social outcasts' before i ended up in my class.Not that there's the presence of hatred in any of us but it's just the fact that everyone loves keeping to their own groups and they never make an attempt to reach out to others. Certain cliques are large and command most of the class and most of some other people's opinions are never heard or raised. How abvout the fact that some people never ever help others too?
I never realised the true evil of backstabbing until i came into this class. It's just great, how people appear such good friends and so supportive of each other when they gossip behind that person'd back and complain about what a bitch she is.
What kind of bitch are you?
And what kind of lousy class unity is there in a class that operates in groups?
You guys always say that we are well-rounded, we are unitied, probably the best class in the whole level but i think a whole lot of that's crap. Look at some of your freaking attitudes to other people and then try and say that again to them, face to face.

check out Brent's Blog

he is selling computers now. i have no idea why this is, but the very way he did his comp. graphic just cracks me up.

hehehehehehhehe Serena, are you interested in Brent's "wow, what a bargain' comp? US100! =D hehhehe

BRENT! you gotta pay me commission!!!!!!

ok, now, if we can slowly back out of the lunatic asylum and rejoin reality?

thanks alot.

!( - _ - )!

morphine morphine! i need morphine.

i require morphine.

can you please pass a shot of tequila?

oh yeah, i forgot.

*chokes*

morphine and tequila... kills.

damn.

*expires*

****

bahahahahaha how's that for anti-drug abuse?

no? heheheh oh well. had fun anyways. =D

Victoria Chern: An FAQ Primer


What is your full name?
Victoria Chyi-uei Chern


What is your age?
16 and a couple of months

What is your Social Security Number?
i have a social security number??? enlighten me please!


Um, wow. You really shouldn’t be posting that type of information on the Internet, you know.
what information? oh my social security number? dont worry, its non-existent anyways. ;) and anyway why did you ask huh huh?


Identity thieves and such.
Oh. Is my identity that lucrative?


Oh yes. You're the object of everyone's desire. Everyone wants to be Victoria.
how nice. absolutely flattered. am i a flim-flammer and a philanderer as well? =) thanx for that.


You’re welcome. What's your Personality Type??
I'm a situational extrovert. Furthermore, my situational extroversion is very theatrical, and so it appears that i'm more outgoing that i actually am.

I think I went to high school with you. Did I?
who are you freak?

Your boyfriend wouldn’t mind if I asked you out, would he?
are you sure you are talking to me?? who's my boyfriend?


You’re not even the type to go for the swimwear model, are you?
Nope. I go more for the intellectual, religious, innocent-looking type who dresses conservatively. bahahahha. good, this.


Hi. I am an intellectual, religious, innocent-looking type who dresses conservatively. Would XY mind if you went out with me?
*asks invisible man* Yeah sorry he says he would mind. sorry to crush your hopes. how devastating it must be.


When are you going to update your haiku contest? Did you ever write any more of your novel? Why aren’t you writing film reviews very often anymore? Who was your tenth grade crush? Where are those three Burger King stories? Isn’t this page self-absorbed? Do you even care about other people? Why would people even want to read this page?


This FAQ is over.

i'm absolutely, indubitably, completely, positively, DISGUSTED by the singapore radio station.

i have not been listening to the radio for a period of EIGHT months. today, out of compulsive petulance, i decide to turn the little black box (not the air plane one for goodness sake) on, and what do i hear?

IF ONLY I COULD TURN BACK TIME - aqua, 1999.

plus dozens of 2nd-grade songs. not that singapore radio is any good in the first place, but still, WHERE"S THE NEW MUSIC? has the entire singapore been marinating in the endless replays of cheesy pop tunes all the time?

its no wonder that they are making us do optically-harmful actions choreographed by a so-called choreographer blessed with both amazing ignorance and a remarkable tendency to master martian dance-steps.

please don't stop me if i were to lurch right over now and puke my heart out.

ok so i won't delete that lousy entry. argh its pollutive!!!!!! *shoots daggers*

bleh lousy blog that was. going to delete it ...