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hrm hrm

2009-03-20T04:32:00.004+08:00

OVER HERE!

Ya rly, Bourdie!

新年快乐！

2009-01-26T03:14:00.003+08:00

守岁闷死了，写了一首“高利贷／大尔窿版”的新年歌解闷！

正月初一头一天，
有人欠钱不还钱，
把猪头砍下来，
挂在你家门前！
七个隆咚锵咚锵，
挂在你家门前！

正月初二第二天，
还没拿到红包钱！
买了喷漆，把对联
写在你大门前！
七个隆咚锵咚锵，
写在你大门前！

正月初三第三天，
拿个day off去拜年，
红包通通收齐了，
只差你那一点⋯
七个隆咚锵咚锵，
只差你那一点⋯

接下来的那三天，
给你时间去拜年！
红包钱都凑好了，
要记得来电！
七个隆咚锵咚锵，
要记得来电！

咱们跳到第七天，
老板请我捞鱼生，
听说现在他缺钱，
请你自动点！
七个隆咚锵咚锵，
请你自动点！

今天已经第八天，
你还敢要多三天！
请你还债快一点，
时间是金钱！
七个隆咚锵咚锵，
时间是金钱！

我们已经忍九天，
忍到大家都发癜！
拿你家人当出气筒，
每人赏几拳！
七个隆咚锵咚锵，
每人赏几拳！

有没搞错，第十天，
你还真的不要脸！
你欠我讨咱不累，
作词人也都累！
七个隆咚锵咚锵，
作词人也都累！

第十一到十四天，
你都一直没还钱！
钱欠过年还不够，
还欠到吃汤圆！
七个隆咚锵咚锵，
还欠到吃汤圆！

怎么搞到元宵节，
我的钱还不出现？
原来早在除夕夜，
你已经还了钱…
七个隆咚锵咚锵，
你已经还了钱…

已经还了钱！！！

No pigs or family members were harmed in the writing of this parody.

2009-01-15T01:50:00.002+08:00

[From my Tumblr]

I'm very sorry to say that our little Vondy has passed away peacefully on 14th January 2009.

She left us in her peaceful sleep this afternoon, only being the irresponsible owner I am thought she truly was sleeping.

I'm sorry for not being truthful - to myself and to everyone who knows and loves her - that she's been losing some weight despite eating well, and has been losing a bit of fur.

However even right up to her last days, she was active and well, enthusiastic to greet anyone who stops by her cage to say hi.

Vondy now sleeps in a nice wooden box I found on my shelf, with soft bedding, her favourite sunflower seeds, and biscuit treats. Tomorrow we will find a nice shady spot under the tree in our backyard, and lay her to rest.

Bye bye, Vondybaby.

Bye bye Sweet Seventeen, Hello Euphoric Eighteen!

2009-01-14T23:32:00.004+08:00

Yes, I'm Euphorically, Ecstatically, Excitedly and Erotically (: O) EIGHTEEN!

WHOO!!!

Okay. On with the business.

Actually today isn't such a marvellous day. I had the worst cramps in my life and spent the whole day after school aching, puking and sleeping it off...

But much thanks to everyone who's wished me a happy birthday today! In no particular order - or maybe, some order after all...

- Wei Ning
- Sherilyn
- Clarice
- Kuari
- Beatrice (thanks for the sandwich!! And so so sorry I unceremoniously puked it out after school because the cramps were too intense : ( )
- Ernest
- Yong Hao
- Yun'er
- Charissa
- Dionne
- Kristy
- Nina (in advance some more at the Tattoo Convention)
- Ziyan
- Li Ying
- My dear San-yi for sending me home after school U_U sorry for putting you out!
- And with that, my aunts and uncles who've remembered my birthday and given me angpows!
- My AHMA! For cheering me up with your special vegetarian curry potatoes! I love the steamed egg and the fried vegetables too but YOUR CURRY IS THE BEST!

and last but not least -

MY DADDY AND MUMMY!

For bringing me to this world, for providing me with the best of everything for eighteen years and counting, for providing me much amusement by being lovey-dovey and communicating over Skype every other night... and Mummy for coming to my rescue today along with San-yi.

So there. Thanks everyone!

fuck! it's '09 8O

2009-01-04T21:57:00.002+08:00

Erm, not that it took me four whole days to realise.

For those you hankerin' after Grandmasta Vonday, she's taking a short break while I sift through my bookmarks to find the link. The real Vondy is currently slacking in her bigass stinkin' wire cage. Just bought her some wooden cubes and strawberry biscuits. She doesn't give a shit about the cubes and seems to hate the strawberry biscuits. OEI MARUKAN NOT CHEAP OKAY, ONE TINY BOX IS FIVE TIMES THE PRICE OF A MEDIUM-SIZED BOX OF HUMAN BISCUITS D:< So much for spoiling a one-and-a-half-year-old elderly hamster.

Uh, yes, Vondy's considered elderly folk now.

As for Kuku, he's now the official baby of the household. He just learnt how to fly, but has absolutely no sense of direction. Just a few days ago my dad made him fly... he flew up, then hit his tiny head on the ceiling and fell into a pile of newspapers by the stairs >< we rushed to his rescue, my dad cursing, "STUPID BIRD!" all the while.

And uh, '08 has been a pretty decent year for me. It hasn't been a fine year for a ton of people I know, but for me, I guess it's pretty alright, a very welcome break from '98 to '07, nine whole years of mainstream education stripping me of my sanity since childhood. This year I kinda got my freak back!

'08's a year of a couple of firsts too. We've got first year in poly, first year with no maths to struggle with, first year I have more than 5 people I call friends, first year I got singing parts for a musical (albeit a small one), first time I've liked someone with that much passion after 5 years of 5-second crushes (yes, I'm admitting it, go ahead and laugh at me, I know better than to blurt after that one nasty experience 5 years ago), first time I have a set of keys to my own house (but I always forget its presence), first time I've ever seen SNOW, what I believe to be the single most beautiful natural substance to fall on earth! AAAHHH!!! NEXT TIME I MUST MAKE SNOWMAN!!!

I've posted my resolution at my Tumblr, so I'm so not gonna repeat it here, go and read there yourself, you lazy bums.

'08 is also the year of maturation for me. For those who knew me all along, perhaps I look a lot like I'm going through some sort of spiritual retardation, but I've been feeling old for a bulk of my childhood, and in the 17th year of my existence, I feel absolutely compelled to be young and free, like how many a song has described people who are seventeen. And perhaps, it's only in accepting what I truly am that makes me feel young, yet come to an understanding that, yes, I know now.

In all my younger years, I thought I was doing the right stuff - pursuing unrealistic dreams (this, in layman's terms, is called aiming high, dreaming big, what have you), keeping cool, being part of the counterculture (or pretending to be), thinking I know the real Fangying.

But the events of '08 made me realise how stupid and pathetic I was - perhaps rightly so, how many non-stupid, non-pathetic 16-year-olds have you seen? This year, though I may be proved wrong as I continue existing, I learnt how much meaning life itself has - life is, quite plainly, meaningless and pointless.

Uh, no, I'm not being suicidal, nor am I being "realistic", you've got to see this from another angle. Life itself is meaningless and pointless - that's why every moment we're alive is precious.

Every moment you're happy, you carve out the meaning for that moment. Every moment you're not happy, you leave the moment meaningless. You only have a lifespan to accumulate as much meaning as possible, so whoever is reading my shit, stop right now and get out there and collect some meaning to your life!!! YOU FUCKTARD!

LOL LOL LOL YOU BOUGHT THAT STORY? COME ON, here's a true gem about life from Monty Python:

Life's a piece of shit, when you look at it,
Life's a laugh, and death's a joke, it's true!
You'll see it's all a show,
Keep 'em laughing as you go,
JUST REMEMBER THAT THE LAST LAUGH IS ON YOU!

one SNOWY week in tianjin!

2008-12-21T22:37:00.002+08:00

Yes. SNOWWWWWWWWWW!!!

Yesterday they just had the snowstorm of the decade or something, everything was covered in at least 3 inches of snow. Even the runway in Beijing where the plane landed was slippery with snow, causing the plane to literally zig-zag into a full stop.

AAAANNNDD I TOUCHED SNOW!!!! COOL, ICY SNOW!

It was kind of like ice-kachang, but MUCH SOFTER AND FLUFFIER. HOW COOL IS THAT!

MOAR LATAR n_n

oh noez, i can haz trouble!!!

2008-12-19T20:08:00.002+08:00

WHY ARE ALL THE PEOPLE I NEED TO CONTACT NOW OFFLINE!!!

WHERE IS EVERYBODY!!!

FUUUUUCCCKKK!!!!!

*smash stuff*

This is very, very unreal. I can't believe 2008 is going to be over so fast. I can't believe I'm leaving for China and embarking on my first solo flight in two days. I can't believe when I come home things are going to happen real fast. I can't believe. I can't believe.

There's a reason why I hate holidays that are so neither here nor there, holidays that are so short I'm better off without one — a short, rushed break just doesn't feel like a proper break. I'm only one week into my break. And I have to pack pack pack and worry worry worry.

What if I forgot the vitamins my mother asked me to bring along for my dad?

What if I forgot to bring my forms along and the people at the check-in refuse to give me my boarding pass?

What if my luggage and I parted ways for good, with me headed for Beijing and my luggage headed for Tokyo?

What if I ended up in Tokyo instead of Beijing? Even though I've always wanted to see what Tokyo is like, I'd still cry and panic 'cause, hello, I'm displaced!

What if I've reached the airport, queued halfway, then realise I'd completely forgotten to bring my passport?

What if I miss my flight?

Okay. Okay. I'm getting very irrational. I will not. I will not. Everything will turn out fine. Trust me. Everything will be a-okay.

Phew.

2008-12-19T01:03:00.000+08:00

KUKUBIRD!! <3

2008-12-18T02:52:00.005+08:00

aaaaaaaaaaaaa.tumblr.com

Ah. I know what you're thinking. Nope. I'm not moving. I'm just expanding.

Just imagine, this is my written journal; aaaaaaaaaaaaa.tumblr.com is more like a... I don't know, rubbish book, or one of those funny little books people carry around and doodle in them during boring lectures. Anywho, societaldiarrhoea.blogspot.com just turned 1, I'm so not giving it up!

And holy crap, it's one week to Christmas!

Speaking of which. I've been indulging in a little bit of Christmas goodness in my iPod; I just bought Christmas Portrait by the Carpenters (1978), and their rendition of White Christmas almost made me cry. It's so ironic how I never knew a single White Christmas in my life, but can somehow relate to the lyrics, "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas/ Just like the ones I used to know".

I've been indulging in some very awesome oldies too; Other than Christmas Portrait I also bought As Time Goes By (2004), a compilation of recordings of TV specials and unreleased outtakes from the 'pre-Carpenters era' (1965-1968), and Chicago 17 (1984) by Chicago. Sigh. Music. How it flourished, and how it declines! Look at the shit that happens on MTV and so on. And the good, why do the good die young?

ooh, you touch my tra la la/ mmm, my ding ding dong

2008-11-24T08:46:00.002+08:00

Stupid Contemporary Issues class. Time-wasting. I'm basically forced to share a room with a bunch of bimboes and himboes who think they've got it all and know it all. They probably do but guess what? They still suck anyway. Bastards. Hearing them debate their point is like watching bucketfuls of shit dry up; it's excruciatingly smelly, and it's a long process to get over with.

Even if today all we have to do is do research on maternity leave and whatnot... guess what, I don't fucking care. In the first place people ought to wonder why they want to spend nine painful months giving birth to yet another spoilt brat who does nothing but help speed up apocalypse with his/her/its wasteful ways, when there are MILLIONS of little kids in many parts of the world who don't have anyone to care for them or help meet their basic needs and could do with more love and concern.

Oh well. That aside. I've been happy these days. My creature comforts are met. My traditionally-girlie concerns are met. My superficial trashy needs are met. Ahh.

What actually surprisingly makes me happy: NEW CLOTHES!

I don't know why. Am I succumbing to some stereotypical female identity? Maybe I am. If not why am I ridiculously happy when I buy clothes?! I love clothes. Well, some of them. Not everything. I love long-sleeved three-tone stripey tees. I love acrylic-knit hooded shirts and cotton-knit button up cardigans (I'm allergic to wool). I even love glittery gold bikinis and leopard print thongs 8O

No srsly here's what happened.

Mom and Fangying walk past lingerie store having some crazy sale going on.

Mom: I dare you to go in and buy a thong.

Fangying: Sure.

[Walks in and picks out a trashy leopard print thong.]

But I can haz kunfeshun.

AYE LAIKE EET.

I even wanted to buy the said glittery gold bikini but the salesgirl said it won't cover me enough O_O

Oh well. The only thing that pisses me off now.

WHY CAN'T I WEAR 'EM NOW?!

And every night at 2AM
I wonder why can't you lie close to me

one 1 LTW achieved!

2008-11-12T11:52:00.002+08:00

Finally, the one thing I've wanted to watch since I was a kid...

SINGIN' IN THE RAIN!

I just watched it in Intro to Film.

And I love it to bits.

Now new goal: FIND TEH DVD AND SOUNDTRACK.

WHEE!

:Ø

2008-11-12T09:09:00.002+08:00

HOLY DUMB FUCK

Life is so easy there's no more thrill

All the hype's over something that's so ridiculously simple and uncomplicated

Human beings. Making mountains out of molehills.

Like a small test is a life/death situation. Get over it. Your lives are worth more than a stupid test.

I live in a world full of fucktards. I am a fucktard myself. An ex-fucktard.

There's just no point in making things seem larger than they truly are.

There's just no point in brooding over things that will change. If you don't like it, change it.

I was once convinced I was too stupid for the world. Too dumb for the world. Even too abnormal for the world.

But now, I realise, I'm not stupid. They're not stupid. Nobody's really stupid.

It's just choice.

why?

2008-11-11T11:29:00.003+08:00

WHY?

Why Prop 8?

what have you got against gay marriage?

You wouldn't want to kill me, would you?
You wouldn't want to kill me if one day
I met you on the street
With a lady in my arms and tattoos on my skin
You wouldn't shoot me would you?

nice meme i feel like doing. (is there ever a meme i don't feel like doing? lol. probably the boring ones. heck, this is one very long post title.)

2008-11-08T21:36:00.003+08:00

This is a meme I very ungraciously stole from my classmate Esther while I was bloghopping >: D enjoy!

1. Are you slowly drifting away from someone close?
It's sad, but at this stage where everyone I knew in secondary school have more or less settled down in their new environments, I think yes, to a certain extent.

2. When was the last time you felt unbearably guilty?
Hmm. I'm not that good with the "When was the last time..." questions.

3. How is life going for you right now?
Good, good. A little stagnant, yes, but good. Generally.

4. When was the last time you held someone’s hand?
I hold hands a lot with my grandma or my mom. But if you're looking at something non-relative... hmm whenever's the last time I meet Wei Ning.

5. Who can you tell everything to?
Wei Ning and Clarice!

6. Who was the last person you talked to on MSN?
As of now, it's Clarice.

7. Last words you spoke?
"Pass me one tomato, please? Thank you!!"

8. Have you ever kissed anyone who's name started with a C?
n_n I'd love to.

9. How do you feel about gay marriage?
ALL FOR IT! Love is love and if you want a marriage to seal it, there's no need to bother about sexual orientation.

10. What is the next concert you're going to?
THE NEXT LP CONCERT! XD

11. Can you play guitar hero?
I'd love to, though chances are I'd mess it up.

12. Do you like someone?
;D

13. Is any part of your body sore?
My right knee, my left thumb...nail, my elbows from leaning against the dining table for as long as I'm online, and my gonads from not having sex (LOL).

14. Who was your last text from?
Text i.e. SMS, is Yong Hao.

15. What is the last movie you watched in theaters?
Movie theatre, it's The Love Guru. I'd much rather the Preview Theatre in NP though. It's The Usual Suspects. Fucking nice movie. First of its kind that I actually like.

16. What do you currently hear?
Generic fridge noise, generic fan whirring, generic typing tapping.

17. Who did you kiss this year at midnight?
NOOOUUUUBADEH.

18. Who did you last share a bed with?
Last night, with my mom.

What? Nothing incestuous okay. Dirty-minded sluts. It's just that I've no other space to sleep except my mom's bed, aight?

19. Do fish have feelings?
Yes.

20. What do you currently smell like?
Blocked nose, unable to smell.

21. How old do you think you will be when you finally have kids?
∞

22. Would you rather watch football or baseball?
I've never watched baseball or American football, but football as in soccer, well yes. Perhaps. I'd watch FIFA World Cup n_n

23. Missing someone right now?
Yup!

24. What's the strangest fact about you?
My nose is never blocked when there's a stench to smell -_-"

25. Where is your number one person on your friends list?
In my heart, most probably.

26. How much money do you have on you?
$0.

27. Do you sleep naked?
Sometimes, but now rarely since I'm losing my privacy here.

28. Favorite colors?
Earthy, muted colours, greyscales.

29. Do you burn easily in the sun?
Nope.

30. Do you speak another language other than English?
Mandarin.

31. What made you happy today?
The potato and soy chicken curry my grandma cooked for me for lunch and the two packets of instant vegetarian beehoon soup I made for myself at dinner. It's great being a vegetarian for these two reasons!

32. Do you have a crush on anyone?
n_n

33. If so, how long have you liked them for?
Two months or so? Lost track of time.

34. Do they like you?
I've no way of knowing unless I become extremely upfront... in which case I might end up upsetting the whole thing.

35. What's something you enjoy?
Eating. What a joyful activity. Who gives a shit about the scales.

36. Where and who did your last hug take place?
On Halloween, I think.

37. Did you cry today?
OH I CRIED 'CAUSE I WAS SO FUCKING BORED DOING MY IS SHIT AHH WAAH WAAH WAHH WAHH WAAAHHHH

38. Need to get something off your chest?
What, my boobs? No!! I just got upgraded (by nature) and no way am I giving it up.

Alright. Yes as I have mentioned. Life is great when you're vegetarian n__n Somehow, after being vegetarian, I just had a renewed interest in food. It's like I'm discovering a whole lot more about what I put in my mouth than I used to. And its effects, oh boy. Tell me about those WTF-inducing vegetarian myths man.

1: VEGETARIANS ARE MALNNUTRITIONED AND SKINNY AND PALE
Well, those you out there who think like this should look at me. Am I skinny? No, even though I've dropped a few pounds, it's not even enough to consider that a major weight loss. Pale? No. Not one bit. Malnutritioned? I think I'm more healthy than I was in my meat-eating days. Rule of thumb, eat a wide variety and you're good to go.

2: VEGETARIAN FOOD IS LIMITED AND EVERYTHING TASTES HORRIBLE
Only true if you're attempting to eat a wholesome, satisfying meal in NP. Outside the confines of NP, however, there's a piece of vegetarian paradise everywhere I go man. Nearly every hawker centre or food court has one vegetarian stall, if not I often just settle for fried carrot cake (lard used in this eggy dish has been phased out a long time ago, and I'm ovo-lacto vegetarian so I can take eggs). Most shopping malls have either Subway, Pastamania or something like that where I will always have something to eat; Pastamania, in particular, has some very nice vegetarian pastas and its minestrone is vegetarian too. Even at home, my grandmother stocks my household partial freezer with tofu dogs, soy ham and mock meat along with the usual vegetables and mushrooms my family already eats by the ton every week (we are very vegetable-loving people). So don't worry, there is simply no shortage of good food for me.

3: The WORST one I've ever heard— VEGETARIAN GIRLS ALWAYS HAVE TINY BOOBIES AND YOUR BOOBS SHRINK FROM BECOMING VEGETARIAN
HELLO! WHAT THE FUCK. Vegetarian girls, if you will, come in as many shapes and sizes as other sorts of girls do, okay. I, for one, have not seen any shrinkage as far as cup size goes, and sure my underbust has dropped a little, but get your facts right a drop in underbust + no change in cup size = MY BOOBS GOT BIGGER YOU MORON. And in relation to that, if you must know, all the womanly stuff that follow ARE NOT AFFECTED as long as you maintain a healthy, varied diet as a vegetarian.

So there. Vegetarian Myths, busted by yours truly!

just so i show i care about my blog baby

2008-11-06T09:02:00.004+08:00

AH WANNA BARACK YOUR WORLD BAAAAYYYYBEEEHHHH!!!

LIVIN IN A WHITE HOUSE
HEARTLAND OF AMERICA
WE HAD SOME BEERS AND WE SHARED SOME LAUGHS
YOU SWORE ME IN SLOWLY
INTO YOUR PENTAGON
AND I SHOWED YOU THE MEANING OF "CHIEF OF STAFF"

MY THREE COLORS ARE RED WHITE AND BLUE
AND THERE'S ONLY ONE THING I WANNA DO TO YOU
I WANNA BARACK YOUR WORLD..

PEOPLE TALK ABOUT TAXES
GAS PRICES AND BEING GREEN
WAGIN' WARS IN COUNTRIES OVERSEAS
ALL I KNOW FOR SURE IS
BABY IF YOU WERE MY IRAQ
I'D NEVER PULL OUT IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN

MY THREE COLORS ARE RED WHITE AND BLUE
I'M GONNA SHOOT MY LOVE ALL OVER YOU

I WANNA BARACK YOUR WORLD, BABY
I WANNA STICK MY "BALLOT" INTO YOUR "BOX"
I WANNA OBADAMIZE YOU, LADY
YOUR OVAL OFFICE IS SO SWEET
SECRET SERVICING MY MEAT

I WANNA BARACK YOUR WORLD, BABY
I WANNA STICK MY "BALLOT" INTO YOUR "BOX"
I WANNA OBADAMIZE YOU, LADY
DON'T TELL ME NO MORE LIES
YOU'VE GOT A WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION
BETWEEN YOUR THIGHS

2008-10-31T02:09:00.001+08:00

HAPPY HALLOWEEN 2008 EVERYBODY!!

love isn't easy/ but it sure is hard enough (II)

2008-10-31T01:42:00.002+08:00

I don't wanna talk
About things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play

The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory... that's her destiny.

I know you've found it so hard to realise how much I've changed. But it's been 17 long years and if I remained the same way, wouldn't it be much more worrying.

Being who you are to me doesn't mean you've got more right to impose your beliefs on me. I've had enough of your incessant questioning; I've had enough of your doubting; I've had enough of you digging up the past to reprimand the present and correct what's in the future. That will not work; things are different now.

I don't think I know what exactly are my rights, but I do know I've got the right to love, I've got the right to decide the sort of lifestyle I'd like to lead as long as it's not detrimental.

I don't know what makes you think it's unnatural. What's so unnatural about the ability to love? What's so unnatural about feelings. Emotions. Desires. Empathy. Compassion. Love.

If you could fall in love with someone regardless of height, weight, looks, race, creed, religion, intelligence, qualifications and socio-economic status, then why can't you just fall in love with someone regardless of gender?

Love isn't wrong. Denying yourself and others of the ability to do so is.

Race for cultural preservation is often what causes states to go to war.

A part of me doesn't want to believe in boundaries anymore.

love isn't easy/ but it sure is hard enough

2008-10-30T08:40:00.002+08:00

I guess there comes a time where I have to be honest about who I really am.

It's no trouble for me; in fact I feel it is necessary in many instances. Those who do know me personally know in most circumstances I prefer not to lie about my self-perception, or who I am.

But in my home, things are different. If you've got opinions, it's best kept to yourself. If you've got something that isn't considered so-called normal, it's best to get rid of it, or just pretend to; I'd often just pretend to.

Then at this point, I'd question myself, if that's the case, what right do I have to advocate honesty?

Perhaps, I really don't.

Let's just get straight to the topic. I'm bisexual, and I've had the nerve and idiocy to come out to my mom.

1. Knowing your mom has the mindset of a traditional Chinese middle-aged conservative woman, how can you expect her to accept it?
This is a flaw on my part: Even though time and time again her reactions to what I truly am has disappointed me, I didn't want to have to make a devil out of her. My mother is not an evil person, I know. My mother is a loving, tender family woman and nothing matters more to her than her family and her kids. I had wished so badly that she would understand where I'm coming from. Very evidently, after rounds and rounds of argument over my health, my vegetarianism, my grades, my social circles, my sexual orientation, my habits, my principles and my 'values', she still does not want to accept me for who I truly am.

2. Why were you so stupid to even tell her these things?
Simply because she is my mom. She has the right to know. She needs to know. She herself yearned so much to understand her own child, and right at that point I knew it was high time. But now I see there's no point in that anymore.

[I conclude this post here, since there's no continuity from where I stopped, which was early in the morning. Now look at what time I posted!]

i've fallen into the trap of infrequent posting

2008-10-25T11:11:00.002+08:00

...and that's in relation to the amount I usually post.

Oh well. What can I say? Life's been pretty... mm-hmm uh-huh yeah yeah yeah.

Oh and I hadn't said on this blog yet, we've a newcomer in the household, and he's Kuku the baby bird! Poor little Kuku fell from his nest in the tree at our backyard and miraculously survived the fall and escaped with only an injured leg. My grandma initially left him at the yard, thinking his mother (who by then was busily chirping and conducting a search within the vincinity), but by nightfall, when she realised he hadn't returned to the nest, she took him in, for fear that the stray cats and other creatures of the night would hurt or eat him. Day after day my grandma thought of putting him back, but I guess she didn't because he's just so vulnerable; when he came he couldn't walk, eat (unless assisted) or fly.

So everyday, we feed him a semi-solid mixture of rolled oats, grains, fruit and water. One person would hold him and prise open his beak while the other would mash one piece of grain and put it in his mouth. Initially when he first came he could only eat two grains of cooked rice. Now he has a voracious appetite of grains and fruits three times a day. My grandma also makes sure he gets some sunlight everyday by placing him in our front yard and letting him march around the porch.

All that's left for him to do now is fly. Then we'll let him fly away and reunite with his flock.

oh bang/ a boom-a-boomerang/ is love

2008-10-20T13:51:00.002+08:00

Yet another ABBA classic stuck in my head. These people are insane man, they write songs that stick around forever. And I'm not complaining n__n

I really feel like posting the lyrics of Bang-A-Boomerang here, just because it's such an insanely cute song with the most nonsensical chorus ever. How many songs in this world have choruses like "oh bang/a boom-a-boomerang/dum-be-dum-dum be-dum be-dum-dum"?

And school. Is. Very. Draining. Every single moment I'm not occupied with some school-related stuff I really feel like sleeping. Right now the place where I have all my lectures,the Preview Theatre, is nice, but not very sleep-friendly. And how are you supposed to sleep when your Intro to Film lecturer keeps playing the shower scene from Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho over and over again?

So now, every time I reach home, I don't really feel like doing much else except sleep. And when I do sleep it's completely dreamless, and I have difficulty waking up from them. It's not the sort of sleep apnea I used to get last year but it's the very pleasant type, the sort where you open your eyes, smile a little, and want to close your eyes and roll over and sleep some more...

...preferably hugging something/someone.

Speaking of which... I'm in the library and I feel like sleeping... a lot... I... hope I... wake up.... in... time... for.... a talk at... 5...

*pass out*

engrish

2008-10-15T15:26:00.010+08:00

Don't keep your hopes too high about the standard of English in China.

Here's a collection of Engrish I've taken with my phone camera over the course of the trip.

From the nearby supermarket, Tesco TEDA Store:

"FACE EFFICACY MASK" (I think many consumers are doubting the product's efficacy...)

"Skin Whiten Nourish Facial Mask" (... ... ...)

It's not clear but I'll type it out: "High quality stainless steel substrate, satin finish interior, mirror polish outside (us:"?!?!"), new high class non-stick interior coating renders a super non-stick surface (us:?!?!?!?!?!?!")."

"Impact bonding sadwitch ottom, induction hob applicable" (us: "...what the kanina is this....!!"

"Heavy gauge bottom renders even and quick heat distribution, avoids scorching and keeps food nutritious and delicious" (WHAT THE FUCK NUTRITIOUS AND DELICIOUS)

"Humanized-design casting stainless steel handle, nice match (WTF), and comfortable for holding."

"Breaking hair and strengthen hair, effect at the same time (LOLWTFROFLHAHAHAHAHA)"
"CLEAN THE HAIR + NOURISH THE FOLLICLE"

And one final word from Tesco:

Yes, we're trying our best to "Expect for the better".

And we move on to the Engrish on the warship theme park I visited... this theme park isn't really finished, they've just done renovating the insides of an old USSR warship... and it looks like it's not just the park that needs some polishing...

And this one, I can't remember where it's from:

MISCELLANEOUS

(It says "MOISTEN THE BOWEL TO RELAX THE BOWEL". I've no idea what that means.)

sianness and a post i owe you all for a week now

2008-10-14T08:31:00.011+08:00

How jibye is this: you arrive at 730AM, thinking your class will start in 30 minutes... you walk 5 bazillion miles to the block you're supposed to have your class, you get to the level of the classroom, then you wait... no one appears, you SMS a friend to confirm you've got the right venue... your friend's reply indicates you're in the correct location... then you decide to turn on your laptop and log in to the school intranet... then you realise why nobody's there yet.

Your class has been shifted from 8AM to 10AM.

As for the post I owe you all, yes it's the one about Orange Hotel. Which kicks ass.

*AHEMCAMWHORINGALERTAHEM*

HAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYY IT'S ME FANGYING!!!1!11!11oneone!1eleventyone!1 AND IMMA IN BEIJING!! I'm here to give you a tour of my very nice cozy swanky and snazzy little room in Orange Hotel, Beijing!

First we look at the cesspool of junk I lugged around Beijing...

... sitting on a very nice and comfy single bed! Very inviting if you've done a lot of walking during the day. I bet it has enough space for 3 people. ~~Vouléz-vous couchiér avéc moi ce soir?~~ NOPE that was not an invitation >: ) *Nyeh heh heh*

This is the desk I 'work' on... or supposed to because I was so fucking tired by the time I made it back to the hotel : P But yes it's a very nice little squeezy desk... though there's one major gripe, THE WIFI DOESN'T WORK.

And because it's such a small squeezy cosy little hotel room, the sink is right next to the desk,

and the toilet is right in front of it.

Of course, with a sliding door in front of the toilet.

And there's the view outside the window! It's not much, BUUUUUTTT I LIKE TEH WALL FULL OF CLIMBING PLANTS!

*SOB* I-I-I'm... *SOB* B-b-bye... *SOB*

*Operation Incoherent Dramatic Sobbing commences*

one night in beijing 我留下许多情

2008-10-06T11:55:00.004+08:00

4th to 5th October: We spent one night in Beijing. First thing we arrived after a very long car journey lasting the whole morning from TEDA, we had lunch, then we went to Heavenly Palace Park, also known as 天坛 (Tian Tan) in Mandarin. Now you guys gotta understand that I'm not quite fond of sightseeing in the first place, though I wouldn't mind if the place is interesting. But Tian Tan, besides being big and majestic (like what else in Beijing isn't), is just that. And it was worse than what I'd seen as a preschooler some 12 years ago. Everything was barricaded so access was denied to a lot more places than before; the effects of acid rain on the tiles were much worse; and don't forget it's the Golden Weekend here in China, the country's 59th National Day, I swear it felt like 50% of China's population were all congregated there. The most annoying bit of all was that you have to pay for an entry ticket to each section of the park. To buy a through ticket would be 35 yuan. Just gaining entry into the goddamned park is 15 yuan. Each section is 10 yuan. What the hell! If I wasn't really enjoying it 12 years ago, I certainly am not now.

Then we decided to check into the hotel. Now the hotel's the interesting part - it's a small, quiet, swanky boutique hotel called Orange Hotel (橘子酒店). It's tucked away and hidden in the middle of a residential area and it's tiny for a hotel, 3 storeys high and less than 10 rooms per storey, and each room is small but not squeezy, just compact enough for coziness. My parents stayed in one double room, my grandmothers shared one twin room, and I stayed in a single room just down the aisle. And boy, I LOVE my room! But I want to present my room in its own post so later.

After a good rest in our rooms we headed out for dinner at a Korean restaurant with some of my dad's collegues and their family. The mushroom soup is excellent, but no matter what my grandmothers say about how nice the kimchi is I still like the sort they ship in to Singapore. Theirs is like SWEET and I like mine sour and spicy. But that aside, the mushroom soup and fried tofu are great, and I guess I stuffed myself up just an inch away from exploding point.

One of my dad's collegues, Changyao, a Beijing native, recommended that we have a look at The Place （世贸天阶）, where the world's largest and longest LED display is housed, installed on the ceiling of a hallway at least five stories high by my (rather inaccurate) estimation. All I can say is, IT'S MASSIVE! Need I say more? Now I personally don't have pictures (long story) but dude, if I had my own camera I'd go snap-happy. Now part of what makes it so amazing is what's being displayed. If such a gizmo was installed in Singapore the first thing they'd broadcast would be ADVERTISEMENTS. But not here in Beijing. The LED displays showed a series of very cool graphics, ranging from the snazzy to the stormy, the loud to the soft, accompanied by musical arrangement that makes the whole display more than just a visual treat. When the phoenix flies, you really feel like it's flying over your head and to the skies beyond.

Following a whole night of getting lost around Beijing and making poor 曹师傅 drive around an unfamiliar city in circles, we finally reached the hotel at almost 11PM and went to bed straight after. We needed to get ourselves recharged for another day full of activities... or so my dad had planned, but most of it was badly thwarted anyway.

We were supposed to see Bird's Nest Stadium, Water Cube, National Theatre, and a couple more I can't remember and guess what? We missed out on all that. EXCEPT! One very large and nice-looking museum full of semi-rotten, half-tarnished artifacts from a squillion years ago. Which was supposed to be fascinating, but in saturation it is just one word, boring. (Even my grandmothers find it boring, and if old people are bored by old things, that's saying something about how boring it really really is.) The only person who's really fascinated is probably my dad, and yet on a scale of 1 to 10 he's probably only on 6 or 7. Then we went shopping (Groan!) at what's that place I can't remember, just this bigass mall full of clothes and shoes. It's pretty interesting to note that the Mainland Chinese have already surpassed Singaporeans in fashion sense. And and and I bought books. SURPRISE, GUYS, I ACTUALLY BUY BOOKS! I bought five of Jimmy's picture books to fill my collection. I do have an obsession with Jimmy's books. I've finished 森林里的秘密 and 1. 2. 3. 木头人, now I'm reading Pourqoi? 布瓜的世界.

Now there's something interesting – we took a high-speed train back to Tang Gu. and by high-speed, I mean high-speed; the train zips through the city borders at 330km/h! And. We bought seats in the first-class cabin >: D.

And there marketh the end of my one night affair with Beijing.

how's it goin'?

2008-10-02T16:57:00.002+08:00

Ah. Tianjin.

29th September - Arrival at 5+pm, off to my dad's apartment to drop off 4 bigass suitcases stuffed to near-exploding point full of coffee powder, biscuits, Myojo noodles, curry powder, shrimp paste, chilli sauce and wasabi peas for my poor homesick dad. (no, he isn't really homesick, I just threw that in to make him sound more 可怜) Had 17 vegetarian dumplings for dinner : P Hungry like fuck after a whole day on the plane.

30th September - 6 fucking AM and it's so fucking bright. The sun rises very very early here. Woken up by my grandmother's sleep-talking. Had 豆浆油条 for breakfast. The 油条 is about the length of my forearm (with fingers stretched out) and about the same thickness too. Wah lao eh. This day is a boring day. My dad thinks we love shopping. But apparently he was the only one shopping. We spent the whole day in two different departmental stores (with a gargantuan park smacked in between them) and our sole purpose is to follow my dad around and buy his stuff. And those damned salespeople work at turtle speed. Buying a juicer and a pot? Be prepared to take 2 hours just to process all the jibye forms and insurance and warranty etc. etc. etc... What's worse, everywhere is crowded, noisy, sandy, dusty, dirty, smelly, musty, just plain unbearable. At least the food isn't so bad, vegetarian options everywhere.

1st October - Even more boring. Lunch was lovely, actually, but 文化街 is full of people with no 文化 whatsoever. Cigarette smoke, spittle on the ground, litter on the ground every five steps (considered an improvement from litter carpeting the ground in the old days), people yelling at each other as if there's a whole mountain range in between when they're just side-by-side... I almost wanted to break down and cry in bitterness in there. AND MY DAD TOOK SUCH A LONG TIME BUYING USELESS THINGS WE'D SOONER OR LATER THROW AWAY ANYWAY. Later my dad's chauffeur, 曹师傅 (here you address chauffeurs by their surnames followed by 师傅), took us on an informal city tour in his Buick MPV. Tianjin City turns out to be quite a picturesque place with beautiful European-style buildings, harking back to Tianjin's old days as a city constantly being taken over by different powers within the League of Nations. Dinner was great too. Plus I discovered just how well I can hold my liquor — 3/4 cup of Tsingtao draft beer can make me tipsy. Thank goodness for the hour long car journey back to TEDA (which, by the way, stand for Tianjin Economical Development.... Area? Amenity... Aisle... Alamak!).

2nd October - Which is today. It's a resting day for us. Just some grocery shopping at Tesco and a nice home-cooked lunch at home, a joint venture between my two grandmothers: VEGETARIAN CURRY! Later we're might catch a show, or we might not. No idea. We'll be going to Beijing the day after.

two weeks in tianjin!

2008-09-29T18:33:00.002+08:00

HAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY This is Rin Fangying Lepolting flom Tianjin... in honol of the wondelfur Engrish I have encounteled so fal in my few houls in China I sharr use "L"s in prace of "R"s and "R"s in prace of "L"s. Because it's just herra fun.

Upon allivar the tempelatule is gleat at 19 deglees cersius but the ail is shittingry porruted so you can't see shit. And needress to say the ail smerrs bad. Vely, vely, vely, vely, vely bad. So smerry untir I armost got knocked out when I reft the ailpolt buirding and took a whiff of the ail.

TEDA is the prace whele my fathel cullentry rives and wolks. Appalentry it's not as lemote as I thought it wourd be. Thele's Tesco, lestaulants, cafés, hoters, palks and a vely pink sex shop. My fathel wolks in this buirding that rooks rike a UFO (Unidentified Frying Object) on a pedestar.

Hele I sharr plovide a grossaly of commonry-used Engrish wolds in Tianjin.

AIRPRANE - A frying object peopre tlaver in flom countly to countly.
TEWBEWRENCE - Viorent ol unsteady movement of ail.
FAYSEN EURR SEETBERLTS - A command used by ail stewaldesses to make you stlap youlserf to the seats of the abovementioned frying object, especiarry when the second-mentioned cilcumstance happens. Which does happen arot, in case you ale wondeling.
HAVE A PREASEN JARNEE - A vely crichéd phlase used aftel evely singre announcement on the airprane. Even aftel youl joulney has ended.
DESING SCHOOL - A vely speciar type of Design Schoor that onry exists in TEDA.

(Rist is exhaustive, wirr keep updating.)

ROR!

witchcraft bitchcraft

2008-09-24T00:26:00.004+08:00

Hi.

Here's Madison Gallagher the Infallibly Good Witch.

And here's Madison's sister, Ali Gallagher the Atrociously Evil Witch.

And today, they're gonna give you a sneak preview of witchcraft in The Sims 2 Apartment Life.

But before you cast any spells you need to make various reagents, namely Eye of Newt, Dragon Scales, Essence of Light (mostly for good spells), Essence of Viper (mostly for evil spells), Crystallized Moonbeams and Mystic Dust. So Maddie goes off and makes some Mystic Dust, which is essential for lots of the spells in the game.

So now that everyone's got enough reagents in their Inventories and some Magic skill on hand, they can do lots of stuff... like...

Make it rain like shit (complete with cockroaches)...

Or make it nice and sunny...

And even...

Travel from the bathroom...

... to the curb. Just in time for school.

MOAR LATAR

2008-09-19T01:35:00.001+08:00

Its a dark and dreary night
Seems like nothing's going right
Wont you tell me honey how can I go on here without you?

Yes I'm down and feeling blue
And I don't know what to do, oh-oh

Ring, ring, why don't you give me a call?
Ring, ring, the happiest sound of them all
Ring, ring, I stare at the phone on the wall
And I sit all alone impatiently
Won't you please understand the need in me

So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call?

2008-09-19T00:48:00.002+08:00

"And I sit all alone impatiently
Wont you please understand the need in me
So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call?
So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call?"

- Ring Ring by ABBA

... sorry, that's my current obsession.

Perhaps it does reflect my mood a little.

Except there's no real target, just the feeling of emptiness I'm so darn familiar with.

Sometimes, I wonder if someone's quietly stealing away my opportunities and my guts, turning me into the person I am today, no guts, no glory.

Obviously, if that was how I thought of my own life, I might well be delusional because, hey, I'm almost solely responsible for turning myself into the human I am today. (Perhaps I'm just being very responsible, or being the unwilling scapegoat of fate.)

My life isn't nearly messed up; it's not messed up. Or maybe it is in a very subliminal way. Or it's not my life that's messed up, but it's me that's messed up. No matter what it is, no matter how much I can't see how I am the cause of everything that goes wrong (maybe it's not so wrong after all but whatever, as long as it doesn't sit right with my intuition it's wrong), it's always my problem because I'm the only one who sees this, and nobody else understands my viewpoint, or if they did, necessarily think it's valid.

People think that my ability to see both sides of most situations is valuable, but every trait in your personality cripples something the same way it boosts something else.

For instance, I really have no stand in most situations. All I ever wanted to do was do things in the most humane and beneficial for one and all. All I ever wanted was to laugh with the whole world and have the whole world laugh with me. All I ever wanted was for people to take off those masks and take a good look: does that face not have eyes, a nose, a mouth and ears like you do? If that sounds specieist, then let me put it this way - every single sentient being you see walking the earth, flying in the skies, swimming in the ocean, river and lake... just put aside your differences and you'll see they're not that different at all.

That's all.

a little joke about politics.

2008-09-15T21:45:00.002+08:00

Here's a nice one from MATY:

Son: "Dad, I have to do a special report for my Political Science course. Can I ask you a question?"

Dad: "Sure son, what's the question?

Son: "What is politics?" My professor says that it has something to do with a pillow."

Dad: "Well, I am not sure what your instructor means, but let's take our home as an example. I am the wage earner, so let's call me Management. Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we'll call her Government. We take care of you and your needs, so let's call you The People. We'll call the maid The Working Class and your baby brother we'll call The Future. Do you understand?

Son: "I'm not really sure Dad, I'll have to think about it."

That night, awakened by his baby brother's crying, the boy went to see what was wrong. Discovering the baby had seriously soiled his diaper, the son went to his parent's room and found his mother sound asleep. He went to the maid's room where, peeking through the keyhole, he saw his father in bed with the maid. The boy's knocking went totally unheard by his father and the maid, so the boy returned to his room and went back to sleep.
The next morning:

Son: "Dad, now I think I understand politics."

Dad: "That's great son, explain it to me in your own words."

Son: "Well, Dad, it is like this...

While Management is screwing The Working Class, the Government is sound asleep. The People are being completely ignored, and The Future is full of crap."

sunshine, daisies, butter mellow

2008-09-13T14:05:00.002+08:00

Current music: Dancing Queen by ABBA.

Aackkkk! I had the best dream in a long while last night. I dreamt that I was LONGBOARDING! AAAARRRGGHH how cool is that... too bad it's just a dream!!

It's supposed to be a period of freedom... now it's all just week after week of repression, what for? Why am I repressing myself? I don't think I am, I'm feeling repressed still, then who is the one holding me back? What is holding me back?

Is it my emotional attachment to my family? Is it a bad thing? I really hate the fact that to keep the equilibrium I have to forgo so many things I want to do right now. For those you who've known me for quite some time, you'll know there are many things I really really really want to do but always can't fulfill them. I know based on the way things are done in my family it takes rebellion to accomplish the things I wish to do, but is that rebellion necessary? I choose to not think so. I want to keep on believing that there's always a workaround for these things.

Maybe I should stop seeing emotions, blood ties, passions and interests as interrelated entities. They are separate. They are not related. Especially emotions. I now find it utterly useless and paralysing, especially in times when you need to get things right.

great, now what?

2008-09-13T00:55:00.002+08:00

Some notes-to-self sorta things:

1. Drink more water, take Panadol Cold, steal grandma's super-powerful cough lozenges.

2. Sleep. Soon. Really soon. Like now... or a bit later,

3. after I test the SimCloner I just downloaded from MTS2.

4. Which works pretty well.

5. Which means I'm supposed to sleep now?

6. NO!!! There's more!

7. I need to build more apartments.

8. Trashed ones as well as normal ones.

9. I'm too lazy to build expensive ones. Besides rich Sims are boring.

10. Alright, alright, I'm outta here.

how's life been so far?

2008-09-11T23:45:00.002+08:00

For those you asking that question, my answer to you is "...good, good. I guess."

Loada things been happening at home. The domestic helper who's been working for my family for 3 or 4 years decided to leave, and we had a replacement maid for a week. She's supposed to be here till we get a new permanent maid but erm. Apparently she's pretty awful. Other than the usual hair-in-the-vegetables, lizards-in-the-cupboard incidents, we found out for real what exactly is wrong with her: she's been stealing our food rations. It's not like a cracker or two every three days, more like an entire 20-sachet-pack of Cadbury's hot chocolate missing in a day and packets of Oreos missing in a matter of hours. We're not nitpicking or what, but it's not like we'd reject if she'd asked. And even that aside, she hasn't been doing a good job. Not doing a good job and bootlicking. So my mom fired her. From then till we finally get a new, permanent, competent domestic helper, the chores are being handled by my grandma, my mom and me.

And here, I'd just like to say that for those you who have domestic helpers, or have a family member dedicated to housework full-time, be very thankful they're there. It's only been two days, and though I don't find the housework tough, I do find it time-consuming, leaving me with very little time to do much else.

So these days, I break away from reality with TS2 and some good ol' 70's music. Been indulging in ABBA, Carpenters and so on. Song of the week?

I'd like to build the world a home
And furnish it with love
Grow apple trees and honey bees and snow-white turtle doves

I'd like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
I'd like to hold it in my arms and keep it company
I'd like to see the world for once
All standing hand in hand
And hear them echo through the hills "Ah, peace throughout the land"

(That's the song I hear)
I'd like to teach the world to sing (that the world sings today)
In perfect harmony

Perhaps it's a bit cheesy and reeks of corporate bullshit due to its birth as a Coca-Cola advertistment jingle, it's still one of those feel-good, change-the-world sort of songs that powers my spirituality every now and then.

why do i keep forgetting?!

2008-09-07T12:28:00.004+08:00

I planned to do a screenshot entry on The Sims 2 Apartment Life (AL), but I just keep forgetting to do it!

Anyway. I'll try to remember.

Ditch that last disparaging post about AL. AL is turning out pretty awesome after all. Of course awesome in my opinion isn't always awesome in yours, but I'm pretty sure we are all entitled to write about what we think is awesome. So.

Some snippets here and there, unsupported due to lack of pictures:

1. Of course the expansion pack lives up to its name, and rightly so! Before this EP I already enjoyed refurbishing tiny spaces and making small dwellings efficiently livable and aesthetically pleasing. This EP takes that to the skies! The first apartment I built is a block of studio apartments, and I really had fun trying to pack a living room, a dining room, a study, a kitchen and a bedroom all in one 6X7 room (of which 2X4 is used for the bathroom). And because I'd love to turn this block into a residential area for starving artists who are just that little bit richer to get an apartment, but nothing much left to properly refurbish it, I downloaded tons of 'trashed' custom content — tiles with mildew and scum, dirty, peeling paint, tons of clutter, tiny antique TV and radio, even an old mattress made into a bed for the truly destitute and a suitcase made into a closet for those who don't have the money to buy a wardrobe or more clothes to populate one.

2. Objects, objects, objects; Simmers like me can never get enough objects for the game. I wasn't so much into the themed sets as most of them look rather exaggerated and stereotypical, but the ones I truly love and appreciate: spiral staircases, elevators (I know it already came with Open For Business EP but in AL they added two more, one of which is the very cool trashed elevator, like the sort you'd see in a super old building circa 1960), the open mic where Sims can do stand-up comedy, sing or recite poetry, the breakdancer mat, the human statue pedestal (where Sims can perform those weird silver statue things in parks) and the children's playground set, which is what I've been longing for since the base game-only era way back in 2004.
UPDATE: Here are a couple of screenshots on a new object, the mirror cabinet that lets you brush your teeth and wash your face. I personally think the groping-for-tap bit was cute.

Soaping up.

Groping for the damned tap!

Over-the-shoulder shot!

3. The new interactions are just wonderful. Not at all useless like some of those added in older EPs (University's School Cheer interaction... *rolls eyes* I can actually memorise it in Simlish by now because cheerleaders and team mascots kept gatecrashing my Sims' dorms every 3 minutes to do their stupid cheer.) Some cool AL interactions I can think of are:

The Gestures, especially the Tough Handshake and Fake Out. The Tough Handshake, in particular, reminds me of bikers, Miami Ink and rock stars so I always make my tester Sims, the Gallagher siblings, do it when they greet others. It just looks so cool.

Cuddle Under Stars is so sweet and romantic. Basically what Seth Gallagher did to his neighbour/lover Kaylynn was to take her out to the empty field downstairs of the block, and they both lie down in each others' arms and just stargaze. Too sweet. Next mission is to make a gay couple do it! That'll be even sweeter.

This one is autonomous, i.e. your Sims will do it at will and it's not for the player to command: Cuddle In Bed. No it's not the existing one in the game where they Cuddle in bed while Relaxing; they actually Cuddle before waking up together in the morning! They just sort of stir a little... look into each others' eyes... lie in each others' arms for a few good minutes before parting and waking up. It's something small and perhaps too mushy for most people's liking, but for a romance enthusiast like me... it's just love.
UPDATE:

Toddler Peek-A-Boo: Two words: Too cute.

More to be explored as I haven't played any ages other than Adult and Toddler.

4. At first I thought the clothes were of poor taste — until I realised how nice they look on Sims of other ages after some creators on MTS2 converted some meshes for other ages, or how much of an improvement it is after they modify the meshes. For instance, I was thoroughly disgusted by the heels they put in the sweater dress with leggings mesh — WORST FASHION FAUX PAS EVER. But an MTS2 creator modified the mesh and put knee-high boots in place of the heels, and now the dress looks fabulous. Others include the Adult Male rock star outfit for Teen Males and the Teen Female long sundress for Adult Females.

MOAR LATER

first ep i bought in ages, and i have major rants

2008-09-03T00:00:00.003+08:00

So with much internal buzz, courtesy of my internal cerebral monologue system, and excitement, I bought The Sims 2 Apartment Life Expansion Pack (from henceforth abbreviated as AL)... and perhaps made the first wrong move of buying it only one week after a release.

You see, unlike most other games on the market, EA is incredibly SLOW (read: bold, italic, capitalise, 'slow') in releasing patches and bug fixes. It's horrible. Based on previous experiences and what other information I gathered at the official site's BBS and forums like Mod The Sims 2 (MTS2) and More Awesome Than You! (MATY), EA simply loves to release half-assed versions of the game with skins and meshes of poor taste and quality (so I hardly use them), awesome, cool, but constantly glitched gameplay, stupid object overrides and other major bork-ups discussed in this MATY thread. Then weeks or months later, after they put up a thread on the official site's BBS for people to discuss about the glitches, bugs, overrides and screw-ups in their game which they promptly don't moderate or even look at, they finally release a patch that probably only fixes a quarter of all the problems mentioned by that small percentage of all players who have internet access and lurk the boards. In between and after, modders and hackers release hacks, mods and fixes that do a much cleaner job for free than the game engineers at EA who get paid to do it. Horrible.

A few minutes into the game, I've created a blank neighbourhood, and I'm currently in Create-A-Sim (CAS). I expected poor taste in designing clothes, and true enough, one third of it looks terrible. Of the remaining two-thirds that look decent, half of them are converted meshes and recolors of skins from older EPs, all of which have already been done by the likes of cloudlessnights and migamoo on MTS2. How fashionably late, EA. Being a fan of cloudlessnights and migamoo's creations and mesh conversions I'm rather pissed off with EA for plagiarising their own users. Users infringing the rights of the game creators is one thing; the reverse is quite another! Hmmph!

And the hair meshes. Oh. My. Motherfucking. Fathersodomising. Buddha-jumping-over-the-wall. GOD. Odd meshes. Fugly artificial textures. FIVE SEPARATE HAIR FILES OF THE SAME BLOODY MESH AND THE ONLY DIFFERRENCE? The colour of the hairpin or the hairband. HOW IRRELEVANT. And as usual they don't ever have the decency and initiative to convert meshes for Teens, Children and Toddlers before the fine folk at fansites get to it.

Five minutes into the game. Not. Enjoying. Much.

Hopefully the gameplay will change my perceptions.

I didn't purposely subject myself to this sort of agony and cautiousness when I bought the game a few hours ago. I was looking forward to it.

And now I feel awful playing without any sort of up-to-date patch or bug fixes. Needless to say I feel awful playing without hacks and mods because nearly all of them aren't updated yet to work with AL. Now I sort of regret buying the game so soon. The agony of waiting for the patch!!

2008-08-31T02:11:00.002+08:00

DAILY SCHEDULE

1300 Wake up
1400 Brunch
1500 Downloading custom content
1630 TS2 TIME!
1900 Shower + Dinner
2000TS2 TIME!!
0200 Sleep.

So, guys, that's what I've been doing on a daily basis.

no fish, prawns will do.

2008-08-24T13:24:00.003+08:00

No, I haven't gone back to pescatarianism.

It's just that, well, I'm really really itching to play TS2 so I don't care that there's no sound. I'm just gonna play... with no sound.

One of the highlights of TS2 is the über realistic sound effects and I can't hear nothing?! Doesn't help that I actually have a Creative SoundBlaster system but BUT BUT the $#%@# sound card's having problems. GRAAAAHHHH! ANNOYING!

Oh well. As the old Hokkien saying goes, no fish prawns will do. Least I have the "visual elements."

stoked account of yesterday's stuff

2008-08-23T16:22:00.003+08:00

'Cause you know why?

I tellz u waiiiiiiiiiiii!!!1!1!1oneone

'Cause I got

YOSHIMI BATTLES THE PINK ROBOTS!!!!

Waited so bloody long for the price to drop... it finally did... went from 28 #@%$! bucks to 20 bucks. YAAAAAAYYYYY THE FLAMING LIPS FTW!

I just listened the first half of the album... been a blast, but I don't know, it didn't feel quite as epic as At War With The Mystics... the titular song, Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots pt. 1 is quite worth the listen though.

About the PC... same old same old. Reinstalled all that DirectX shit over and over again. Not working. At all. I'm starting to suspect it's really got nothing to do with DirectX, but rather the video card itself... but oh well. I'm not the expert, my brother is!

So yes, Gameless At Home for 3 weeks. I think it's my record.

Hmm other stuff I'm slightly stoked about: new clothes from Muji (though the lack of grey men's L-sized hoodie is disappointing) including new plain grey top and new LBD (sorry for my obsession with greyscales). I probably won't wear the LBD on a regular basis, as goes with any other dress that's unfortunate enough to come under my ownership and collect dust, but srsly this LBD is too fucking cute for me to let go. Unfortunately I'm going to have to try to wear out its value 'cause it's 56 fucking dollars. Most expensive article of clothing I've ever bought.

The thing about Muji being so overpriced is that it's really worth that much! It's very very durable and very very comfortable. And best of all, no fucking labels. Why would anybody want to pay to advertise some apparel company, I don't know, but I certainly won't do that kind of service. I mean take a look at something as small as three pairs of Muji socks, priced at $5 each. Pretty pricey for socks; but I wear these three pairs day in, day out, almost every damned day for the past two years and they only recently got holes in the bottoms. $43 for a hat is a rip-off, but where else can you find a hat as beautiful as mine? It survived sweat, washing, dog licks, hamster chews, international climate differences and all that jazz. Perhaps any damned old hat would suffice but sorry, I'm vain and I'd pay good money for a cool hat that lasts in quality and lasts in style.

Speaking of which, will Muji ever go out of style? No.

Oh and another reason why I'm stoked (LAST REASON I SWEAR): it's 'cause I finally put my $80 Fabrix voucher to good use! By good I mean a laptop sleeve more awesome than yours and an iPod case fit for the likes of Anthracite the 3rd Gen iPod Nano. One for Xero and one for Anthracite. Next thing you know I'm getting a pouch for Bradford. Anyway. One customised laptop sleeve and one iPod Nano case for $10 only. 'Cause I got da vaaoouuccchhhhaaaaarrrr!!!!

Heh and I was surprised to find out the shop assistant at the Fabrix shop in Haji Lane is a first-year Mass Comm student at NP ;D I hung around the shop for a bit (a very long bit) before leaving to meet my folks at Marina Bay.

Oh well. Just fix my computer, get my game up and running, put cornrows in my hair and buy me my longboard and I'm the happiest bitch in the world. :D

boring days still

2008-08-22T14:47:00.002+08:00

Yes I got back my copy of The Sims 2. So what. I got it to install but the damn thing just wouldn't run because of some graphics adapter problem. Asshole. So I'm still bored anyway.

Anyway. My "passion" for cleaning my room has fizzled out so I can't be bothered no more. Life sucks when you have too much junk.

I miss sleeping on my own bed.

I wish I could just wish all the rubbish away from my room and from my C drive.

Yesterday I took a look at the C drive on my PC and realised half of my game data was left in there. Not anything I can actually restore and use. I'm just happy I managed to salvage the old Downloads folder! So I don't have to comb through the forums and fansites to redownload all that shit. But other than that. Nuh-uh. Half-assed game data. Might as well delete everything and reinstall. Oh speaking of which, it's so half-assed even the Uninstall function doesn't work at all. Can't even bloody uninstall the game.

Longboards. Spitfire overcharges like hell. $299-$399 FOR A BLANK BOARD WTF!! Srsly. Even on eBay it's cheaper. $42 for a blank board, but eh... shipping costs more than twice as much. But even then. $110. Not so bad. Dang. Things these days are so fucking expensive.

i love the whole world... it's such a brilliant place...

2008-08-21T02:09:00.000+08:00

"Boom de ah da, boom de ah da, boom de ah da, boom de ah da..."

It never gets old huh?
Nope
It kinda make you wanna..break into song?
Yep
I love the mountains
I love the clear blue skies
I love big bridges
I love when great whites fly
I love the whole world
And all its sights and sounds
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
I love the ocean
I love real dirty things
I love to go fast
I love egyptian kings
I love the whole world
and all its craziness
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
I love tornadoes
I love Arachnids
I love hot magma
I love the giant squids
I love the whole world
Its such a brilliant place
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah
Boom De Ah Dah

Best Discovery Channel ad ever!

clearing my room

2008-08-19T22:17:00.002+08:00

...is the dumbest thing to ever attempt, no matter what the circumstances, unless you've lost game data and is not in possession of both PC and Mac versions of your base game.

Getting obsessed with information about a new unreleased expansion pack coming late August isn't helping with the withdrawal symptoms.

Reading old diary and blog entries stuffed full with gameplay descriptions and logs won't help either.

Even clearing my room sucks 'cause, sifting through all my papers, books, old essays and so on, I realised exactly how obsessed I am with The Sims and The Sims 2.

My brother isn't giving a damn about helping me get back my base game from his friend. At all. Okay maybe he is; I'm just getting anxious. It's only been two days since I first asked him.

Well back to the topic of my room.

*BRATPOSTSTART*

I hate my room. Do I even have a reason to like my room in the first place? I don't think so. My crusade against my room has been going on since 2005 hasn't changed things. Sigh. After all these years. Still pink. Still stuffed with junk. Still dusty. Still horrible with the world's most chor tang furnishings ever.

*BRATPOSTOVER*

i need to get a grip on life

2008-08-18T19:18:00.002+08:00

Gimme gimme gimme
A man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away?
Gimme gimme gimme
A man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the day

Best ABBA song ever. Probably because I do need someone after midnight.

On the other hand I think I need my Sims more than someone.

Gimme gimme gimme
My Sims after midnight
Won't somebody help me get back my game?
Gimme gimme gimme
My Sims after midnight
Playing in the darkness to the break of the day

I do realise I've become a bit of an ABBA addict. I don't know what's so nice about ABBA's songs... but they grow on you... they make you want to dance... they make you oddly happy, even songs like The Winner Takes It All, which is a song sung by the dumpee about her dumper who dumped her for some other woman... it just sounds so cheerful... Or songs about breakups (Knowing Me, Knowing You) and being hunted by a chasing lover (Under Attack)... I don't get this world...

(Sorry for excessive use of ellipses)

bored, but otherwise happy

2008-08-16T21:43:00.002+08:00

1. My dad's back!! But not for long. He'll be flying to Tianjin again next Monday. Then he'll be staying there for three years... maybe come home once in a while... oh well. By the time he's home for real I'd be like 20? Probably graduated already. The last time he was posted overseas like this was 1995 to 1998. When he first went over I was only four and missed him so terribly every night. Then when I was five I went over to Suzhou for the summer and I guess that was the best summer I ever had as a kid.

2. Holidays are so boring... for now. I'm so bored. I don't know what to do. I don't feel like looking for jobs anymore because I have no motivation to work. I can't get started working on a script for Gold 2009 graduation at SHHK. I wished I had my PC fixed so I can play The Sims 2 but it has to crash just as the holidays start. Shit man. Looks like we have to format the PC and I will lose all my game data, all the custom content, lots, mods and hacks I had collected from MTS2, Garden of Shadows, Insimenator, MATY, PMBD, WNF and other custom content sites... the Zimmermans, the Axelrods, the Byrons and the Wilsons... aargh! Shit! This is scary as fuck!!

3. If I have a scruffy little grey puppy I will call him Jake, if I have a chipmunk I will call him Adam, if I have a snail I will call him Earl, if I have a hen I will call her Pimp! And and and. That reminds me. The Zimmermans had three cats called Bonkers, Skywalker and Hoo-ha, and two dogs named Happy and Scary. How cute is that!

the brainchild of a conversation: prudes beware!

2008-08-13T21:58:00.003+08:00

This meme was born out of a conversation with Wei Ning and Clarice over the extent we'd go for those moments of folly. So here we go! And expand it if you have new ideas!

WILL YOU HAVE SEX....

Y/N In a taxi?
Y/N In a public toilet?
Y/N In an airplane lavatory? (random note: this is the one that started it all)
Y/N In Tom Cruise's house?
Y/N In front of a corpse? (depends. if the corpse is of someone I know I'd be too distraught. Then again I think it's a bit to perverse.)
Y/N In front of a corpse of someone cool? (NO. I'd cry.)
Y/N On a aunty mahjong table?
Y/N In a haunted house? (being scared and asking for protection is good for foreplay)
Y/N In a Hitler-style torture chamber?
Y/N In a Barney the Dinosaur suit? (FUCK NO!)
Y/N In front of your grandmother's photograph? (unless the photo is damn small)
Y/N In front of Stephen Hawking?
Y/N In front of little children gawking at you? (freak them out! >: D)

additions

Y/N On stage in front of an audience of 3000?
Y/N in the middle of a busy city street with a storm raging on?
Y/N In a cemetary at night? (LET'S. GET. THE. FUCK. OUTTA. HERE. PLEEZ.)

Yup that's all. Tagging: ANY DAMNED BODY WHO SEES THIS! >: D DO OR DIE!

2008-08-09T14:12:00.002+08:00

Since the holidays are here and I have the time to do stuff for myself again... I shall make a wishlist... AGAIN!

1. Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots by The Flaming Lips
2. Reanimation by Linkin Park (I used to dislike remixes, but Pts.OF.Athrty changed that)
3. I'm inspired to get some more clothes 'cause I'm in the mood to experiment. It's unlikely coming from me but I realise I'm quite easily bored.
4. Maybe get a job. I don't know.
5. Maybe go and learn something. I don't know. Musical instrument. Those who say you could learn guitar yourself. I take it you're all lying 'cause I tried but I produced nothing.
6. TS2 Ikea Home Stuff. Got tempted after flipping through Ikea's 2009 catalogue!
7. Those who have known me all along and have been reading my shit you know there's one mission I always attempt every holiday but fail miserably at it: CLEAR MY ROOM. I know you're all sick of hearing me say this, but I really hate my room. I know I'm a lucky bitch with a room and all but seriously, I cannot stand the sight of my room. I guess it's no use complaining so I shall get down to business once class chalet is over. Unfortunately, I'm going to have to get my grandma to be more tolerant, 'cause from the looks of it, clearing my room is no easy feat. It will take two consecutive weeks just to clear out all unwanted junk. Not to mention the few days I won't be able to clean because the cardboard boxes have run out, my friends probably want to ask me out, because I feel like shit for the day, etc., etc., etc., etc. Everything that can go wrong, will.
8. Meet my dad soon. I miss him.

I don't want to have to hate my family because they're dear to me, they're the ones who brought me up, who gave me everything I need and own and in short, without them there'd be no me... but all I ask of is just that little bit of tolerance to who I am. Nobody influenced me. Nobody changed me. Nobody made me this way. I know what I'm doing. I'm hurt every time you all say something mean about me and what I do. I didn't become vegetarian to lose weight. I became vegetarian for something greater than just my personal beauty, though if its effects are starting to show on my body then that's out of my control. I love tattoos because I am an artist, and sometimes, something just is better on skin than on any other medium. I like bikes, and I know of the dangers that come with it. But if we stop doing something just because it's dangerous, then we might as well not do anything and just kill ourselves. I love animals because I can feel their love. I have no patriotism to Singapore because I am a living being of the world, and have no desire to simply belong to just one tiny place in a whole wide universe. There's just no point.

Sometimes when I remain silent, it's not because I'm at a loss for words and can't reply you.

Sometimes, some things are better left unsaid because you'll never understand why I think this way.

To explain everything would take a million years.

We don't live that long.

WOOT HOLIDAY!

2008-08-07T16:09:00.002+08:00

Izza holiday and imma slacking! For real! 10 fucking weeks of slacking. WHEE!

Yesterday was fun fun fun. Went to watch The Dark Knight (again) with couple of classmates. What can I say. I'd just like to reclassify TDK as comedy instead of whatever it's classified now, action or whatever. 'Cause every time the goddamn Batmobile rumbles round the corner I just laugh. It's just entertaining as hell to watch the monster of a vehicle rattles clumsily in chase scenes. Its engine is the world's noisiest ever. Louder than a jet plane. And the self-destruction scene. Too funny.

Ha. Ha. Ha. Hae. Hae. Hee. Ho. Ho. Hee. Hee. Ha. Ha. Hae. Hae. Ho. Hee. Ha.

So I watched the whole movie with the same expression throughout: 8D

Hmm. And there marketh the end of my first semester at NP. YAY!

It's been a wild semester. Full of KNN moments, WTF moments, ROFL moments, Shit Happens moments, STFU moments and the list goes on. It's the sort of life I've never had. Ever.

It's also the first time I'm in a class where nobody actually hates me. 'Cause in my lifetime, in every new class I'm in, some people's always got to hate me and make my life difficult. Or shall I put it this way, it's okay to hate me, it's just not okay if you take that hate out on others because of me. But anyway I'm kind of surprised I haven't really seriously obviously incurred the wrath of anybody in my class.

They're actually nice to me.

Allergies

2008-08-04T23:26:00.001+08:00

Just now I broke my number one rule to please my grandma.

I had pork rib soup.

I didn't eat the meat, just drank the soup.

That alone gave me stomachache, nausea and diarrhoea.

I don't want to eat meat anymore.

MOAR MEME

2008-08-03T23:50:00.002+08:00

1. Full Name: Lin Fangying

2. Full Name Backwards:gniygnaF niL

3. Were you named after anyone?: Nuuu.

4. Does your name mean anything: I don't know why my mother used the "Fang" in my name, but she said the "ying" meant "intelligence", and it was to match my dad's "cong" to form one of the Chinese phrases for "intelligent". So my mom wanted me to be smart...??? Guess I turned out otherwise.

5. Nickname(s): Erm. It's more for you all to decide, right? But I have heard of people calling me. *AHEM*. FANGFANG. *AHEM AHEM AHEM*.

6. Screen Name(s): The Unfathomable Lamer, Anthracite Designs Inc, Zimmerman Smith, Zimmerman Axelrod, Zimmerman, etc.

7. DOB: 14/01/91

8. Place of Birth: Singapore

9. Nationality: Singaporean

10. Current Location: Singapore... erm I mean at home.

11. Sign: Capricorn

12. Religion: Bleh.

13. Height: 1.56m

14. Weight: 53kg

15. Shoe Size: 6

16. Hair Color: Black

17. Eye Color: Black

18. What do you look like?: ...a human?

19. Innie or Outtie?: ??? ??? ???

20. Righty, lefty, or ambidextrous?: Lefty

21. Gay, bi, straight or other?: Bi

22. Best Friend(s): Foamy, M_M, Sherilyn

23. Best Friend you trust the most: ... hey if they're your best friends you should trust them all equally, right...?

24. Best Friends (your sex): !!! THOUGHT YOU ASKED ALREADY

25. Best friend of opposite sex: ...no idea, really

26. Best buds: ?!?!?!?! EHY THIS MEME IS DAMN REPETITIVE

27. Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Xero, Anthracite and Bradford.

28. Crush: : P

29. Parent(s): ... Dad and Mom?

30. Worst Enemy: I'm so lovely, how to have enemies? >: D

31. Fav. On-line guy(s): ?!?!?!

32: Fav. On-line girl(s): ?!?!?!?!

33. Funniest friend: I know I sound so politically correct but I have to say, every single one of my friends are funny in their own ways.

34. Craziest friend: Birds of a feather flock together.

35. Advice Friend?: Eh. This meme is damn obsessed with friends.

36. Loudest Friend: ... I think my talking voice normally drowns everyone's out.

37. Person you cry with: If I want to cry... I just cry, I don't care who I'm crying with!

38. Any sisters?: None

39. Any brothers?: Two brothers, one just graduated from university and just started working, the other still in NS.

40. Pets?: VONDY! And a couple of fishes who are really dumb.

41. A disease: YES I HAVE ERECTILE DYSFUNCTION

42. Pager?: WTF?!

43. Personal phone line?: Hmm. Personal phone line under my brother's name yes.

44. Cell phone: Yes.

45. Lava Lamp: ME WANT

46. A Pool or hot tub: ... I don't look obscenely rich to you do I.

47. A Car: Not. Mine.

Describe Your...

48. Personality:I'm hot. I'm cool. Yeahhhh.

50. Car or one you want: Hmm I shall make a list? 1970 Dodge Coronet, 1976 Ford Mustang, 1957 Chevrolet Corvette, 1967 Chevrolet Corvette 427, 1957 Mercury Montclair

51. Room: It's messy, it's cluttered, it's old, it's pink. Two bigass bookshelves of books, one plastic chest of drawers, one mid-height wooden cabinet, one old wooden desk, two built-in wall closets, one bed and usually a hamster cage, but my grandma thinks Vondy's noisy and puts her outside : (

52. What's missing?: Vondy from my room : (

53. School: Hmm. School is fun. Full of people ranging from the awesome to the bothersome.

54. Bed: Childish bedsheets.

55. Relationship with your parent(s): Pretty good, save for some miscommunication, particularly with my fascination for animals, tattoos, piercings and rock music.

DO YOU:

56. Believe in yourself: Fuck yeah. Who else am I gonna believe in if I don't.

57. Do you believe in love at first sight?: Hardly. I prefer to call that lust at first sight.

59. Consider yourself a good friend: Hmm. What do y'all think?

60. Get along with your parents: Yes. Most of the time. I hope.

61. Save your e-mail conversations: I don't really converse through email.

62. Pray: Is crossing your fingers and muttering incessantly under breath considered praying?

63. Believe in reincarnation: Sorta.

64. Like to make fun of people: Stressed out people are so fun to make fun of >: D

65. Like to talk on the phone: Kinda!

Do You...

67. Like to drive: I wouldn't like to drive on roads that have other cars on them.

68. Get motion sickness: Hardly. Only while reading on vehicles.. and commuting on bus 151. It's as if all 151 bus uncles and aunties are driving under influence of alcohol, and are out to make everyone puke like they're under influence of alcohol too.

69. Eat the stems of broccoli: Yes.

70. Eat Chicken fingers with a fork: I. Don't. Eat. No. Chicken.

71. Dream in color: Sometimes.

72. Type with your fingers on home row: ...whaaa?

73 . Sleep with a stuffed animal:No.

WHAT IS:

74. Right next to you: Old CPU on the floor.

75. On the walls of your room: Paint.

76. On your mouse pad: ...mouse? What kind of question is this? Or you mean the cat on my mousepad?

77. Your dream car: I thought I already listed all my dream cars?! Look at 50.

78. Your dream date: Hmm. Every date should be a dream date, most important thing is you're on a date with someone you love.

79. Your dream honeymoon spot: I'd say either Surfer's Paradise, Gold Coast, Australia, or a biking trip in Taos, New Mexico, a tattoo trip to South Beach Miami and West Hollywood, California.

80. Your dream husband/wife: ...sorry, gonna be Dating Forever. Don't talk commitment with me.

81. Your bedtime: Anytime.

82. Under your bed: Dust bunnies, dust kitties, dust doggies, dust hammies, etc, etc, etc

83. The single most important question: Why?

84. Your bad time of the day: 1pm-3pm: Post-lunch slump. Can't even walk in a straight line to class.

85. Your worst fear(s): Die a virgin.

86. The weather is like: HORRIBLE.

87. The time?: 1:16AM

88. The date?: 04/08/08

89. The best trick you ever played on someone: "Where's Sharpe's pigeon-hole..." "Look up. Up. Up. Higher. Higher." (when the WritComm pigeon-hole is at the most bottom row in the most left corner)

90. The weirdest food or drink that you like: Erm I don't know?

91. Theme Song: Currently it's In Pieces by LP. Brad's guitar solo is like permanently stuck in my head!

92. The hardest thing about growing up: Having to be "sensible".

93. Your funniest experience: Too many! Life is a funny thing you know.

94. Your scariest moment: Life is a scary thing too.

95. The silliest thing you've said: I think I've blabbered a lot of silly stuff!

96. The funniest or most desperate thing you've done to get the attention of the opposite sex?: ... ... ... ...

97. The scariest thing that's ever happened while with your friend(s): I don't know? Can't remember.

98. The worst feeling in the world: Sadness and being neglected.

99. The best feeling in the world: To love and be loved in return.

2008-07-30T19:39:00.000+08:00

Not in the mood of talking... so I shall sing a song about how I feel today...

I've lied to you
The same way that I always do
This is the last smile
That I'll fake for the sake of being with you

Everything falls apart
Even people who never frown
Eventually break down

The sacrifice of hiding in a lie

Everything has to end
You'll soon find we're out of time left
To watch it all unwind

The sacrifice is never knowing

Why I never walked away
Why I played myself this way
Now I see your testing me
Pushes me away
Why I never walked away
Why I played myself this way
Now I see your testing me
Pushes me away

I've tried like you
To do everything you wanted to
This is the last time
I'll take the blame for the sake of being with you

Everything falls apart
Even people who never frown
Eventually break down

The sacrifice of hiding in a lie

Everything has to end
You'll soon find we're out of time left
To watch it al unwind

The sacrifice is never knowing

Why I never walked away
Why I played myself this way
Now I see your testing me
Pushes me away
Why I never walked away
Why I played myself this way
Now I see your testing me
Pushes me away

The sacrifice of hiding in a lie
The sacrifice is never knowing...

- Pushing Me Away by Linkin Park (or Linkin Pig according to Yong Hao... LOL)

Smoking is cool

2008-07-30T17:06:00.002+08:00

Smoking is damn cool... in a test environment.

Just finished audio tech practical test, smoked through the whole thing and emerged with 10/15!

People should see the remarks Lionel wrote on my marking sheet:

"DONNO WHAT IS MIX B
DONNO WHAT IS EQ
DONNO AUX SENDS
DONNO HOW TO PATCH"

LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL

The part I really managed to smoke through is the Roland thing... the delay-reverb thing.

The part I actually know how to do is zero the damn board.

The rest, I either did it wrongly, didn't know how to do at all, or did it by luck and chance and some little bits of prior knowledge.

Yesterday's locpro written test was a total screw-up. How on earth am I supposed to be able to sit for a written test if I haven't been listening to lectures for 15 weeks?

What exactly do I want to be? Do I want to ace anything?

I just want to be an entity of this world. Just what I am. I don't see the point of striving so hard to ace something. There's just no point. One day we're all gonna wake up and know the end is coming. Will all your As and Bs matter? Once you die, everything comes to naught. The board will be zeroed. Someone else will take over the board and start mixing once again.

Life is sorta like an audio tech station. Someone comes and sends stuff to the channels and they play sounds. They might screw up by sending the signals to the wrong inputs. They may have a confusion and patch stuff wrongly. Some can't get out of their situation, and go around in loops. Some like to make a loud statement, causing overload. Some like to keep quiet and abuse the mute buttons too much. Some only want to follow a single path and solos one channel or a few. Others want to take in everything and use up all the channels. Some complicate things and have to use the buses and the aux sends. Others keep it simple and can get by with just some channels.

Sigh. The one thing I always emphasized is, "Like what you do and do what you like". I won't necessarily like what I do and do what I like. But one thing's for sure, I'll always take responsibility for what I do. Bitch as I might, I can never truly attribute my passes or failures to anyone else but me. 'Cause I know I'm the one in control of what I can and can't do, and I don't ever want people to steer me like a vehicle. I'd probably like off-road driving, so don't put me on your paths and expect me to follow.

I'm not really thinking coherently now. Boredom does that to me a lot.

Something else.

I had a dream last night. It was a very very bizarre dream. I dreamt that I was a megaflirt. No joking. I was surrounded by all sorts of people and I was checking everyone out, and everybody whom I checked out were all smitten and wanted a piece of me. They worshipped me. They wanted me. They loved me and wanted no one else to be with them through everything but me. And each of them could see that they had competition. Each of them stepped up their game. It was a bit scary, but I just felt so high up. The strange thing was I loved every single one of them. I did. I looked into every pair of eyes and felt the same reverence and adoration for every pair. I held every hand and felt the same warm fuzzy feeling. I kissed every cheek and lip and felt the same thrill and passion. But don't get me wrong. It's not at all monotonous. Each and every look, touch and kiss had a distinct feel that told me who I was with for the moment, but the one thing everything had in common was it felt awesome. Something out of this world, something I never had. It's not something platonic and family love can bring. It really isn't. When I finally woke up, I was smiling. My intended mission in life to love and be loved just got clearer. Perhaps that's all I really need.

Amidst the hustle and bustle

2008-07-29T17:24:00.002+08:00

I decide to do a meme that is long overdue. Sherilyn tagged me one year and five months ago XD (I do keep promises... I'm just slow on the uptake).

LAYER 1: ON THE OUTSIDE.
Name: Fangying
Birth Date: 14th January 1991
Current Status: Higher than you! HAHAHA okay okay fine. I'm single. What a bothersome question.
Eye Colour: Black
Hair Colour: Black
Righty or Lefty: Lefty

LAYER 2: ON THE INSIDE.
My Heritage: Martian
My Fears: Death, sleeplessness, boredom (in terms of state of mind)
My Perfect Pizza: veggie pizza!

LAYER 3: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW.
My Thoughts First Waking Up: "Can I sleep some more..."
My Bedtime: 3AM (STUPID ARTDSN SFX, @#$%@#$...)
My Most Missed Memory: Starfucking around in Starbucks with the usual suspects and some occasional guest stars.

LAYER 4: MY PICK.
Pepsi or Coke: Coke
McDonald's or Burger King: Neither. Not an advocate of fast food.
Single or Group Dates: Depends, depends.
Adidas or Nike: Neither. Not an advocate of anything branded or blatantly labelled either.
Tea or Nestea: Erm... tea?
Chocolate or Vanilla: CHOCOLATE
Cappuccino or Coffee: Both

LAYER 5: DO YOU...
Smoke: No.
Curse: Lots.
Take a Shower: "Oh, oh noooo... I don't... I have sand baths.... I share bathing sand with Vondy you know!"
Have a Crush: Hmm. I'm perpetually in a "crush-on-you-you-and-all-of-you" mode.
Think You've Been In Love: No.
Go To School: I'm doing this in school WTH!
Want To Get Married: Hmm. For the ceremony yes, legally no. Who wants to be legally stuck to a person all your fucking life?!
Believe In Yourself: All the time baby. Who else should I believe in?
Think You're A Health Freak: Turning into one I think! Vegetarianism does that to me sometimes.

LAYER 6: IN THE PAST.
Drank Alcohol: Yes. Got kinda drunk when I was holidaying in Vienna.
Gone To The Mall: Of course I have. 去到不要去了啦！
Been On Stage: Too many times.
Eaten Sushi: OF COURSE!
Dyed Your Hair: OF COUR— no.

LAYER 7: HAVE YOU EVER...
Played A Stripping Game: wanna?join (inside joke LOL)
Changed Who You Were To Fit In: Everyone would have to do that at some point.

LAYER 8: AGE YOU'RE HOPING...
To Be Married: ∞

LAYER 9: IN A GUY...
Best Eye Colour: Doesn't matter, as long as he has eyes I want to look into forever.
Best Hair Colour: doesn't matter either
Short Hair or Long Hair: Still no matter.

LAYER 10: WHAT WERE YOU DOING...
A Minute Ago: Typing and laughing
An Hour Ago: Buying DVD-R at NP Co-op
4.5 Hours Ago: Having lunch at SIM
1 Month Ago: How do you suppose I'd remember
1 Year Ago: Coming to NP for DPA interview... it's a bit eerie now that I'm doing this meme in school. Who'd have expected I'd come here anyway despite failing the interview?

LAYER 11: FINISH THE SENTENCES...
I love: SLEEPING
I hate: WRITTEN TESTS
I hide: behind your ass!
I miss: tons of people I haven't talked to for a while now... and my dad
I need: SLEEP

Completing a Meme, Contemplating about Life

2008-07-28T01:05:00.002+08:00

FIRST: The meme.

Stolen from the current Queen of Quizzes, Sherilyn <3

TEN random things about me.
1. I'm stuck halfway between pescatarian and vegetarian, though I can safely say I'm 80% vegetarian and 20% pescatarian.
2. I love music but can't play it.
3. Despite being a so-called film student, I watch less than 3 films per year, both in theatres and on DVDs.
4. I actually wanted to have psychokinesis when I was a kid.
5. 80% of the printed shirts I own can't be found in regular shops. (Most are from Threadless, some are production tees, some are Children's Day tees from HKHK.)
6. I have been a Sim fan for 7 years and counting!
7. I have been an LP fan for 6 years and counting!
8. I used to call the female villain in Power Rangers "metal neh-neh" because she wore some metal plate thing as a top (HAHAHA).
9. Your Song by Ewan McGregor in Moulin Rouge! made me cry T_T.
10. I have an obsession for cold weather <3

NINE ways to win my heart.
1. Be aware of my vegetarianism and know where I have decent meal options during any sort of outing.
2. Don't say "I love you" out loud, but just hold my hand and look me in the eyes. It's more than enough.
3. Just be yourself. If I do win my heart, you would've done it just by being yourself and not pretending to be someone else.
4. Be nice to animals, or at least leave them alone.
5. Be tolerant to others.
6. Stick with me through all the tough times.
7. It'll be quite a bonus if we like some of the same stuff, but if not it's okay.
8. It'll be a bonus too if we had some differences, they're what makes combos interesting.
9. Subtlety is key ;D

EIGHT things that get me mad (or annoyed/paranoid/frustrated)
1. Multi-tasking, or trying to.
2. Mandopop
3. The lack of subtlety, tact and finesse in dealing with stuff.
4. Siregar.
5. Having to actually study for a written test >: O
6. The shade of pink on my bedroom walls.
7. The inability to move on on my part and others'.
8. When people think meat is absolutely necessary for survival.

SEVEN things I believe in.
1. The greater good of all things.
2. The inherent good in all beings.
3. Karma: what goes around comes around.
4. That you can get an airplane to take off if you have it run forwards on a conveyor belt going backwards XD.
5. Peace.
6. The ability of music to move.
7. "All you need is love!"

SIX of my fave items in my room.
1. My pillow
2. Vondy! <3
3. Xero
4. Anthracite
5. Bradford
6. My entire LP collection

FIVE things I'm afraid of.
1. Bugs.
2. Accusations of ingenuity (directed at me especially)
3. Mixing things up.
4. TS2 crashing without me saving the game!
5. Nobody will ever fall in love with me. : O

FOUR things I want to do before I die.
1. Have a chance at LOVE LOVE LOVE
2. Be part of a musical act!
3. Reside in every single continent except perhaps Antarctica (though I stand by the cliché, "Never say never".
4. Get a rockin' tattoo!

THREE things I do everyday.
1. Eat
2. Daydream
3. Sleep

TWO things I need to do right now.
1. Eat
2. Sleep

ONE thing I want to see right now.
1. I want to see THE SEM BREAK START!!

—

I think some of those around me are aware that I am gradually making the switch, from pescatarianism to vegetarianism. I'm serious, I don't want to eat fish anymore. Doesn't matter that I actually like fish and chips, and sashimi, and salted anchovies — I'm still ending lives unnecessarily for my satisfaction. I've had enough of my lack of credibility as an advocate for reverence of life, and I shall make the much-needed progress, the move I should have made a long time ago. I should stop giving myself leeway and excuses to consume any animal product at all, even to blatantly drink milk and eat a whole egg for breakfast. I know it'll make my elders mad, confuse my relatives and drive my peers potty over my so-called "dietary constraints". I know that no matter where I go there will still be people who tell me I won't have enough nutrition and that plants have feelings. I realised that instead of rendering myself speechless everytime those carnivores make such mindless comments, I should step up my game and question their right, as meat-eaters and hence murderers, to question MY right to choose not to kill more than I should.

I have to be honest. Just some 2 or 3 years ago I was one of those fools who think meat is an essential component of a human's diet. I was one of those highly likely to order a Meat Lover's Pizza at any pizzeria, go for broke in a steakhouse, and ask for second, third, fourth or fifth helpings of kway chap and braised pork. Just some two years ago, I still thought meat was ethical as long as it was sustainable.

One trip to the market changed my life.

Frogs. Helpless little amphibians, straight from the farm, slaughtered brutally and carelessly, thrown and hurled about as though they were rubber toys. Slit in the stomach and skin ripped off mercilessly. One swish of a chopper, heads and bodies parted ways. Not to mention all the blood and guts spilled in the process. What's left of the poor creatures? Hundreds of skinless, headless half-corpses wriggling and struggling in vain, trying to escape a cruel fate that was already set in stone.

Why do we do that to something as small and harmless as — as a frog?

Why do we do that repeatedly to thousands and millions of amphibians regularly?

Why do we do that all the time to innumerable helpless, voiceless and choiceless animals, day after day, hour after hour, every moment now?

Billions of innocent beings are murdered day after day.

Yet the numbers continue rising.

Who will stop it?

2008-07-27T13:24:00.002+08:00

IT'S DEADLINE WEEK!!1!11!!!111one1!!1oneone

Holy shit. T_T

Here's the deal:

Writcomm essay on Vegetarianism

Stupid CATS shit (can anyhow do, but complete waste of time. Procrastinate-able.

ARTDSN 20 Frame Storyboard presentation on Tuesday

Audio Tech written test on Tuesday

Locpro written test on TUESDAY AGAIN WTF

Audio Tech practical test on Wednesday (LIONEL WHY YOU PUT ME ON WEEK 16?!?!?!)

And a whole lot of assignments due this week, too many to remember!

*dies*

Never mind. All will be over on.... AUGUST NINE!!!!
(Not because I feel nationalistic and patriotic. 'Cause it's the START OF THE SEM BREAK!!!! UNTIL OCTOBERRRRRR!)

2008-07-20T01:47:00.002+08:00

NVP Final Project shoot was pretty fun, though it's not without bumps and grinds along the way.

Some personality clashes here and there, some deep-shit situations to deal with, but we've got through all that, and we're still a team, all of us are still in one piece : D

My job there was to do the slate and production field log, though due to difficulties juggling both, I sometimes pass the job to Yong Hao or anyone who's willing to help to do logging while I "struggle" to put the slate within the frame : P Hey, not an easy feat for someone as clumsy as me okay! I'm happy enough that I haven't broken any stuff or fucked anything up yet. I swear I might commit one major fuckup or a few tiny fuckups here and there during the editing.

Speaking of fuckups... I fucked up LocPro... WritComm... AudioTech... SocPsyh... CATS... shit... that's almost everything! LocPro is a serious fuckup 'cause it's a failing grade so far, if I fuck up the written test, I'm fucked. I'd like to start SocPsyh journal now because it's due on Monday (and I only knew it was due then on Friday, no thanks to my perpetual detachment from the harsh reality), but I'm just too tired (and I honestly can't be bothered) to go and get started on the journal. What am I supposed to write about? What am I supposed to do? Why do I have to do this?

Sigh. I do know it isn't good to keep being so detached from reality, to be so blur and keep on not knowing anything, to be so lazy and unmotivated, but I don't know what to do about that. I have to stop switching off or else I'd die trying to pass a single module. Right now I'm riding on everyone's talents and abilities in group work to keep my grades up. All my individual work usually looks smoky or just damn fucked up, and I really cannot concentrate in class. It's not because of anything in particular, it's just that I can't see how much my attention is needed. Yes, lecturers tell me, this is important. But relatively speaking, if everything is "important", everything will have equal status, and in that case, how can anything be more important than others in the end?

So should I just buck up? A little bit? A bit more? Should I just ignore everything and not give a shit? I know, maybe if I really really try I can squeeze something out, that will save my life in FSV in the end? It's understandable and perfectly reasonable that I should be one of the worst in class in terms of grades. But sometimes it's nice for a change if I could step up a little. Maybe show the world and myself that, hey, I can be more than just what you already can see of me.

That day I told Clarice that the most important thing in my life is peace and love. Without peace, things cannot be resolved properly, life cannot move on smoothly, happiness will be much harder to achieve. Without love, people can break down, get hurt (severely), feel destructive, and all sorts of unpleasant things can happen.

Peace, perfect peace
I cry for peace in this neighbourhood
Oh love, perfect love
I'm beggin' for love in this neighbourhood

No water can cool this fire
Only love can save us
I cry for peace in this neighbourhood

- Peace Perfect Peace by Toots and the Maytals

FANGYINGOLOGY

2008-07-16T14:45:00.003+08:00

A meme I stole from Sherilyn <3

-start-

Let others know a little more about yourself, repost this with your name followed by "ology".

TECHNOLOGY
Q. What is your wallpaper on your computer?
Awesome picture of Vondy taken by the awesome Wei Ning <3

Q. How many televisions you have in your house?
Three; One in living room, one in master bedroom, one in the third floor

BIOLOGY
Q. Are you right-handed or left-handed?
Left-handed n_nV

Q. Have you ever had anything removed from your body?
Hmm. Pus counted?

Q. What is the last heavy item you lifted?
My bag with Xero, Anthracite and Bradford in it. GAHH ZEY ARE SO FAHT!!!

Q. Have you ever been knocked out?
Knocked out by boredom at Sharpe's lectures, yes.

BULLSHITOLOGY
Q. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?
Hell no! I'm already so scared, don't make me feel worse!

Q. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
I don't know... something easier for non-cheena people to call... Lionel has some trouble with the "-ying" in my name, as do a load of people. Definitely something universal. But don't know what.

Q. What color do you think looks best on you?
It's not for me to judge really. Of course based on my biasedness I'd say every colour looks fuckin' awesome on me >: D

Q. Have you ever swallowed a non-food item?
I've swallowed lots of meat in my lifetime. I don't consider meat as food really. More like corpses and carcasses. : (

DAREOLOGY
Q. Would you kiss a member of the same sex for $100?
I'd even do it for free! : D

Q. Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut off for $200,000?
NO!

Q. Would you never blog again for $50,000?
NO WAY!!! MY FREEDOM IS WORTH MORE THAN $50K ALRIGHT!

Q. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?
YES!!! HOT SAUCE!!! : D

Q. Would you, without fear of punishment, take a human life for $1,000,000?
NO FUCKING WAY!

DUMBOLOGY
Q: What is in your left pocket?
No left pockets on me right now. Normally it's Anthracite and some tissue paper.

Q: Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good movie?
Never watched, never know.

Q: Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?
Erm... hardwood.

Q: Do you sit or stand in the shower?
Stand. *Oh, no, no, no, I actually lie down in an S-shape on the floor with my ass against the wall while showering LOL*

Q: How many pairs of flip flops do you own?
Zero. If I must ever wear a pair, I wear my mom's.

LASTOLOGY
Q: Last person who texted you?
Sabrina!

Q: Last person who called you?
Wei Ning!

Q: Person you hugged?
I forgot LOL.... my grandma?

FAVORITOLOGY
Q: Number?
1, 9 and 4. Most significant recurring numbers in my life. Sorry I cheated and put three but I really like all of 19 and 4.

Q: Season?
Autumn/Winter. Can't decide!!

Q: Color?
My current (subonscious) obsession seems to be grey.

CURRENTOLOGY
Q: Missing someone?
Nooo...

Q: Mood?
Unfulfilled.

Q: Listening to?
Grandma snoring <3

Q: Watching?
Xero's screen, duh

Q: Worrying about?
School projects, especially Art and Design.

Q: Wearing?
Old white tee and old shorts

RANDOMOLOGY
Q: First place you went this morning?
Hawker centre in Toa Payoh

Q: What can you not wait to do?
GO ON A HOLIDAY! Short term goal: Play The Sims 2!

Q: Do you smile often?
What do y'all think, my friends?

Q: Are you a friendly person?
Still, what do y'all think, my friends? : D

Public Service Announcement + TS2 shit

2008-07-15T22:56:00.005+08:00

To all my beloved ~~little~~ people out there, wherever/whoever you are:

As of 15th July 2008, The Unfathomable Lamer will be ~~lurking behind you in the shadows~~ moonlighting as Fangying. Hence on all your tagboards/LJ comments/guestbooks, The Unfathomable Lamer = Fangying, and Fangying = The Unfathomable Lamer.

Do not be afraid, my people, for there will be no change to operations, duties and services, except there's now one more name for you all to learn and recognise. Testers are needed for this new feature, and feedback on incompatibility issues with any EP/SP/hacks are very much welcome. Include in your feedback an error log, list of all EPs, SPs, mods and hacks in your game and description of bug/glitch.

[Sorry, can't help but throw in some ModTheSims2 references LOL]

Anywho. I'm pretty much hyped about all the new hacks I just installed for TS2. Stuff that makes the game more challenging, such as actually having to pay §2 for each copy of the SimCity Times, making that A grade harder than ever for Sim kids and teenagers to achieve, adding an extra §100 for every bill they pay, longer seasons, no §20,000 handouts for every Sim that moves out of his/her main family etc. . My game is very screwed, if you will. : D

Now's the bittersweet moment : ( I'm uprooting my old Sims from Springfield, and I will plonk them in the new neighbourhood once it's ready. The bit I hate most is that I have to transport the pets separately : ( which means the poor darlings will have to re-establish relationships with their owners all over again! T__T

But what's worth celebrating is that I'm very very very stoked about the new neighbourhood, complete with its subneighbourhoods! For now I won't be playing much of the Zimmermans, the Ottomases, the Axelrods, the Lees and the Byrons, but rather I will concentrate on city planning, building University towns, Shopping Districts, Downtowns and etc., starting with Flabliki's new and improved Pleasantville, a serious makeover/improvement from the default Pleasantview that was shipped with the game. Which is pretty shit.

Well since I feel like it and it's my freakin' blog, I shall once again tell the story of my Sims.

1) The Zimmermans
The oldest damn clan I've ever played. I created them in the middle of last year and started with only one pathetic guy called Denzel (or was his name Isaiah? Can't remember LOL) and §20,000 (which is the default starting fund for every new, freshly-created family. Which isn't a lot if you look at the standards of living in TS2.). I managed to keep on living their lives, expanding the family and so on until I'm at the 4th generation with only one living heir, Mitchell Zimmerman. He is married to Sharla Ottomas (from a Maxis-created family that shipped in with Seasons EP. I will never name any family "Ottomas" and any girl "Sharla". Seriously!) and lives in the clan's property with two dogs and a cat.

2) The Axelrods
First cousins of Mitchell. Complicated family history; I shall start with Mitchell's aunt, Becky.

Becky married a widower, Jimmy Axelrod, who then had a daughter Jaden. Becky and Jimmy later had a son named Marc, and sometime in Marc's childhood and Jaden's teenhood, Jimmy died in a "pool ladder accident" (a Simmer term for deliberate killing of a Sim by drowning him in a ladderless pool!).

Becky never really remarried but had an affair with Irfan Wilson, an affluent businessman with prime exotic genes and tons of Simoleons. An illegitimate daughter, Dani, was born as a result of the fling.

It was completely unexpected, but Irfan got serious with another rich, affluent lady named Yvette... something I can't remember. Taylor I think. He left Becky and married Yvette, leaving Jaden, Marc and Dani in her care while having another daughter, Amy, with his new wife. Becky soon died of "drug overdose" (in reality, I killed her the same way I did her husband Jimmy, but who cares? Just pretend it's a drug overdose.).

While Jaden was more pragmatic and took her now-orphaned younger half-siblings under her wing, Marc, in his teens by then, couldn't accept the death of his mother, blaming it all on Irfan and Yvette. To this day he remains an enemy of the Wilsons.

While Marc and Dani are single, Jaden is now in a romantic relationship with Brandy Ecstasy, and is the boss of Die Cast Guitar Dealers. They are the first homosexual couple I have ever played, and to be honest there is no difference at all, except they can't have babies on their own.

4. The Wilsons
The second richest damn assholes in town (the first being the Zimmermans), the villains, the homewreckers, whatever you call 'em. Irfan is already long dead (I didn't kill him, he died of old age), that old man, but his wife, Yvette, is still alive (and youthful!) because she takes The Elixir of Life on a regular basis. For those who want realism, just take it that Yvette takes botox jabs and liposuction on a regular basis. Her daughter Amy is not at all proud of her parents' ways, and her greatest wish is a reconciliation with the Axelrods.

5. The Byrons
The Byrons are a newer family I had intended to play in the now-defunct Weinigville. They are currently in their second generation, consisting of Jake, his wife Cecilia and children Natalie and Kirby. They are related to the Lees - Jake's sister is Deena Lee.

6. The Lees
I didn't choose the surname; she just fell in love with an NPC called Quentin Lee and hence took his surname. Anyway there isn't much to say except Quentin's wife, Deena, is Jake Byron's older sister. They have a teenaged daughter, Christel, and twin boys Cordell and Cody.

7. The Ottomases
The clan I dislike the most so far largely because they are the creation of EAxis. And you know, despite being the so called creators of this prodigious game, EAxis is really retarded when it comes to creating Sims and giving names. The whole family is fugly and they have the dumbest-sounding family name ever. Ottomas. Sounds like a hybrid between a massage chair and an escaped terrorist. Anyway the reason why I introduced them in the game anyway was 1) I was bored, 2) I wanted to introduce some shit genetics for my Sims, because so far all my own Sims are too beautiful and perfect, 3) I'd like a considerable pool of Sims for me to massacre any time I wish. The Ottomases are father Peter (WTH), mother Samantha, sons David, Tommy, twins Georgie and Stevie (sorry, ran out of names, I gave the twins their names since they were born in-game) and daughter Sharla, who is now married to Mitchell Zimmerman. Oldest son David has had a previous relationship with Audrey Bingham but they separated some time ago. Third son Tommy is currently engaged to Sydney Garrett, a random NPC the resident Matchmaker introduced.

Oh well. That summarises my Sims' stories. Pretty drama huh?

Yai! New Toy! : D

2008-07-14T02:07:00.004+08:00

Yush, I have a new toy...

AKG K512 HEADPHONEZZZZZ FTW! n_nV

Kicks yo' Audio Technica's ass anytime! HAH!

Who gives a damn about ugly pictures of morons in candy-coloured teeny-weeny "currently very in fashion" headphones, I GOT MY BIG GREY GODFATHER OF HEADPHONES TO PWN YOU ALL >: D HNIAI!

Bring on da peekture spahm!!!!11!11!1oneoneone
(Click to enlarge and see my psykotick face >: P)

"Bradford and I will KICK YOU IN DA BALLS!" (Yes, a brainwave hit me and I shall call my headphones Bradford, after the beloved LP guitarist Brad Delson who wears big ass headphones at every live performance/MV Vn_nV)

"Peace, Earthlings..."

"Mothership are beaming meh uppp......." *ZZZAPP*

KOOL PSYKOTICK IN A RAINBOW SKIRT

2008-07-11T12:39:00.002+08:00

GWEEHEEHEEHWAAHAAHAAHAA!

Joke of the century right?

Please. I just feel like wearing a skirt today. : P Heh. Sometimes doing something different once in a while is kinda fun.

But that doesn't mean I'd be wearing skirts more often or I'm going to buy more skirts. No. But once in a damn long while, yes.

Besides I know I'm picky about the sort of skirts I wear so. Why bother? : D

Now, I'd like to bitch about my lecturer.

Why on earth does he want our paperwork TODAY at NOON when other CATS classes can hand in theirs next week or the week after???

And of all weird timing, 12 NOON. Eaarrghh. My class starts at 3pm today, and I arrived couple of hours early just to compile all that shit and submit it at 12, then wait for three freaking hours for SocPsyh tutorial?! Asshole. Then my other group mates in CATS have morning classes and won't have a break till 12 noon or 1pm.

Okay, so we "procrastinated". But we didn't choose to procrastinate. One point he surely overlooked is the fact that all of us come from different courses and have schedule conflicts. Our schedules were all conflicting big time, and even when we finally managed to hold a meeting, we couldn't get full attendance because some group members have other projects and assignments to rush. In the end when Yong Hao and I went to the office to submit, we only saw one other set of papers from the lecturer's other CATS class. And it was 12:30pm then. What's the point of making us submit so early then, if 80% of your classes can't hand up in time!

Sure, it's good to have things done early. But not at the cost of our other coursework! Besides, it's an IS module that's not even supposed to be related to the students' courses. WTF.

Sigh. Rant over. We handed the papers up anyway. So now I'm slacking and wasting my time in Audio Tech room. : P

2008-07-09T12:51:00.002+08:00

Sleepy and tired -.- ZzZZzZzzZzz

I'm in Writcomm tutorial but Sharpeass is having consultation. So boring.

So I'm just in the classroom listening to some random music and typing away.

Away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away awaaaaaayyyyy!!!

Anyway. I just fell in love with reggae music. I don't have much yet but I love Toots and the Maytals. Their rendition of Take Me Home Country Roads is awesome! XD And of course another of their best. Funky Kingston!

Sigh it's too boring here. *falls asleep*

2008-07-06T22:14:00.002+08:00

*SINGLISH SATURATION ALERT*

Sorry la. Really not in the mood to blog in English la.

Sian man. Whole week kana sai like that. Damn jia lat siah.

Maybe 'cause of some womanly problems. PMS. Which human being doesn't have PMS. Even men have PMS.

And this week's PMS is damn rough sial. Damn hiong. Hiong until can die man.

Whole day don't feel like doing anything. Whole day think of sleeping and dying.

Whole day just want to yell at people, kick their crotches and tell them to fuck off man.

Seriously. Damn sian. Go everywhere with a lan jiao bin. See everything also buay song.

Just now. Look at my own room. Want to get fire and burn down my room man. So much junk. Enough junk to make Mt. Everest feel small.

Wa lan eh. Assigments coming in like siao. I like busy. But not busy until want to kee siao and kill people what! Really leh. I feel like killing people and strangling them man. And then also got people that make me feel very bad and want to speak up for them. Then also got people that I feel I have let them down. But majority of the people better be careful. Don't one day so suay kena caught by me and my parang. I will slash you and stab you man.

Aiyah sorry lah. Just want to KPKB a bit la can anot?

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Cheebye!

2008-07-01T09:13:00.002+08:00

What the hell. I spilled coffee on my crotch : P

HAWTSIMZ HAWTSIMZ HAWTSIMZ

2008-07-01T00:25:00.002+08:00

2 HAWT 2 HANDLE MAAAN!

Spent all my free time doing just that. Makin' hawt babies : P

Clarice thought the male sim looked like he was trying to look grown up LOL. He is grown-up......!

My current goal is to create default sims for my Sim Bin in CAS. I should have:

3 age groups[2 genders(8 skintones X 4 genetic hair colours)]= 3 X 64 = 192 HAWT NEW DEFAULTS!

Why 8 skintones and not the usual 4 (light, medium, tan, dark)? Because I downloaded a "pale" skintone (which the two Sims featured are using) and three shades of Asian skintones. Yush I like diversity in my game ; D

2008-06-29T02:54:00.002+08:00

Hmm. Guess how many computers I have in my household.

EIGHT.

Dad: 1 HP, 1 Fujitsu
Mom: 1 Acer
Jiahong: 1 IBM
Jiayu: 1 Apple Powerbook
Me: 1 Apple MacBook Pro
Desktops: 1 Gateway, 1 custom-built

Total: 6 laptops, 2 desktops XD

Anyway. Today I tried using my mom's Acer, which runs on Vista. And boy, does Vista suck. It lags like hell. 5 minutes to start up the monster. 5 minutes to log-in + load MSN and other whatnot. Sigh. Installing the Sony Ericsson Phone Suite and Media Manager was like watching a ball of yarn knit itself into a sock. Fruitless. Had to restart installation twice or thrice. Vista really sucks.

The best OS is none other than.... XP. Seriously. Everything, EVERYTHING works with XP. No compatibility issues. Installing stuff is a breeze. No lagging unless under stress (which, reasonably, any computer would, except Vista, which lags even though nothing is going on), easy to organise, easy to just do every damned thing. Plus if you ran XP on a PC like the one my brother built, everything supersized and beefed up, it's just like a dream. Simply beautiful. I haven't had a single session of TS2 crash, not even with all the custom content loaded. We run a few good decent games on it. No problems. Why on earth did dealers stop offering downgrading services for new computers?!

OSX Leopard is pretty good. It's just the learning curve and the compatibility issues. Sigh. Which can be a very big problem. MSN Messenger on Mac is bullshit; it's like using MSN Messenger 4 or 5. I end up downloading 2 other messengers just to use MSN properly, namely Adium and Mercury. Mercury, I have to admit, is pretty good since it includes some of the newer MSN features like Handwrite, Nudges, etc, but it's a new application and hence prone to bugs and glitches until later versions are released. Performance-wise, it runs like clockwork.

Sigh. Vista. What a monster.

And is it just me, but everything looks blurred in Vista?

2008-06-28T15:30:00.002+08:00

We hold our breath 'til the morning comes
And at last the sun shines through
But the night's so hard that it seems impossible
But what else can we do...

Goin' on - Uh huh

Listen you'll hear it
We're gettin' near it
It's comin' I can feel it
'Cause I know you're goin' away

Listen you'll hear it
We're gettin' near it
I know I really fear it
But we pretend it's just another day

Goin' on - Uh huh

We tell ourselves that it's all just normal
'Til the worst of it is gone
And then you give up and you give out
And you just can't take it
How do we keep going on?

Goin' On — The Flaming Lips

This week I'm having a bit of a Flaming Lips addiction. Especially for this song, The W.A.N.D, Free Radicals and Pompeii Am Gotterdammerung. Actually the whole album was addicting. I'm dying to get Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots for now. Long-term goal: Get as many Flaming Lips albums as possible. XD

YAAAAAAYYYYYY 100TH POST!

2008-06-20T20:51:00.002+08:00

'Nuff said!

So today. I went to Clarice's house with Wei Ning! We spent the day disturbing Bam Bam, playing with Kooky, and cuddling Vondy (yes, I brought her along : D). 'Cause they're so darn adorable! Kooky is the hyperactive one, always running around, always distracted by a noise, bright lights or action. He loves kissing people! What a sweetie. Bam Bam is the Sensitive New-Age Metrosexual Guy, call him fat and you will instantly receive an angry (but cute) glare! He's a honey too. He'll sit in your arms and lean his multi-layer chin on your shoulder. n_n Too adorable. Just sucks that I don't have a camera. Wei Ning does! SO WEI NING YOU BETTER POST THE PICTURES SOON!! XD

And. Quiz! From Weijie's blog.

RULES:
1. Put Your iTunes/Windows Media Player/ETC on Shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.
5. Put this on your journal.

1. If someone says, "Is this okay?" You say?
Smile (Nat King Cole)
(Hmm. Not much relevance. But as rule of thumb I do smile out of politeness.)

2.How would you describe yourself?
More Than I Can Say (Leo Sayer)
(Wow-wow yeah-yeah, I love myself more than I can say!! LOL. My dad once made a joke about the lyrics, "I love you twice as much tomorrow/Love you more than I can say", and he sang it as, "I love you twice as much tomorrow/So I love you half today"! LOL)

3.What do you like in a girl/guy?
When I Fall In Love (James Dunne Patrick, piano only)
(This has two meanings: Firstly, I only like a girl/guy when I Fall In Love with them. Secondly, though the song should have lyrics, it was just a piano solo, so perhaps that means what I like in a girl/guy is not what can be said.)

4.How do you feel today?
I Love You (For Sentimental Reasons) (Nat King Cole)
(Woah how come I got all love songs?!)

5.What is your life's purpose?
Aquellos Ojos Verdes (Nat King Cole)
(Not only am I getting love songs, I'm getting lots of Nat King Cole songs. WTH?! Anyway it means "Those Green Eyes"... and I don't know anyone with green eyes!)

6.What is your motto?
A.06 (Linkin Park)
(Ah. Instrumental again. What does it say about me huh! : D)

7. What do your friends think of you?
Part Of Me (Linkin Park)
(w00t!)

8. What do you think of your parents?
Pompeii Am Götterdämmerung (The Flaming Lips)
(Hope it isn't an omen. I want a nice peaceful relationship with them, and this song is full of fatalism.)

9.What do you think about very often?
Love Letters (Nat King Cole)
(WTH LOVE LETTERS! But well my friends and I did recently and casually talk about this subject, but still no link :/)

10.What is 2 + 2?
Cigarettes (Fort Minor)
(.....what?!)

11.What do you think of your best friend?
Pts.OF.Athrty (Crystal Method Mix) (Linkin Park)
(Okay really doesn't quite make sense.)

12.What do you think of the person you like?
From The Inside (Linkin Park)
(Still no sense made. This quiz is getting very puzzling!)

13.What is your life story?
How Can You Mend A Broken Heart (Michael Bublé)
(Ironically, I'm too inexperienced in love. Plus if this song were really my life story, I'd be a very tragic person!)

14.What do you want to be when you grow up?
Place For My Head (Linkin Park)
(Yeah, I want to be a place for my head... my interpretation is that I want to live for myself when I grow up??)

15.What do you think of when you see the person you like?
Love Today (Mika)
(Whoo! Awesome! Finally things make sense!)

16.What will you dance to at your wedding?
It's Going To Take Some Time (The Carpenters)
(It's a nice song, it's a Carpenters' Song, BUT IT'S ABOUT BREAKING UP WTH!)

17.What will they play at your funeral?
It's A Hard Knock Life (Mike Myers as Dr. Evil)
(WTFROFLHAHAHAHAHA I can't imagine my funeral, or how my life will turn out such that I deserve to have such a song played at my funeral!)

18.What is your hobby/interest?
Right Now (Fort Minor ft. Black Thought)
(Mmm. Staring at a laptop trying to get inspired. Actually I've always imagined my life the way the lyrics conveyed. Always travelling. Always seeing from perspectives. But it's not a hobby is it?)

19.What is your biggest fear?
The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late) [DeeTown Rock Mix] (Alvin and the Chipmunks)
(WHAAAAT I LOVE ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS OKAY)

20.What is your biggest secret?
Mr. Ambulance Driver (The Flaming Lips)
(Do I have any secrets about ambulances and their drivers? Erm. No.)

21.What do you think of your friends?
Chiquitita (Siobhan McCarthy, Jenny Galloway, Louise Plowright of the Mamma Mia! Original London Cast)
(TO MY FRIENDS: PLEASE TELL ME THE TRUTH/I'M A SHOULDER YOU CAN CRY ON/YOUR BEST FRIEND/I'M THE ONE YOU MUST RELY ON!!!!! WTH this song makes all my friends sound like depressed suicidal people and I'm a counsellor or psychiatrist?! But then it does make sense, I would do as much as I can to help any friend who needs it.)

22.What will you post this as?
Strip Polka (Take It Off! Take It Off!) (The Andrew Sisters)
(I think this song was meant for answering the next question.............)

23.What song would you play during your first time having sex?
L-O-V-E (Nat King Cole)
(Whee! : D )

Wow. I think I should redo it someday man.

2008-06-19T19:46:00.002+08:00

Happy Notes:

1. 《青春斗Breakout!》: We had our last show on Sunday! XD It was awesome! Being involved in Breakout! was phenomenal for me because prior to this, I've been out of touch with theatre, drama and hui guan for almost a year... performing in the show had me bitten by the theatre bug all over again. After taking a year-long leave from hui guan in January 2007 and 'retiring' from ELDDS in June that year, I feared that, hey, those moves might mean goodbye to theatre, drama and acting altogether. I knew I won't have much of a chance to be in a production with my ELDDS juniors, and by taking leave from hui guan I might end up becoming detached from the rest of the troupe. When I finally returned to hui guan in January this year (incidentally a day before my 17th birthday), I still didn't get the feeling of involvement. Despite being on the script team for my class's Graduation Show next year, I couldn't commit myself to it. But working on Breakout! helped me find my way back. It was a confirmation that my heart is still with theatre and drama, that my passion hasn't died.

2. MY THREADLESS TEES HAVE ARRIVED!!!!11!1!111!1!!!!11oneone!!1! WHEEEEE I R HAPI!!1!111!@#$%#!! Well. Only five arrived; my mom's shirt is a Special Order which will arrive a month later (shit, more waiting U_U) BUT BOY THESE SHIRTS ARE AWESOME!! Sadly and shittily, Xero's camera cannot capture their beauty and awesomeness (and personally I'd like to tell my father that orange lights makes everything and everyone look jaundiced)... not even with the help of my brother's external iSight camera. Aargh. And where is the bloody SD card reader? I don't know. Kidnapped by my brother and still not released. So that's why I can't show y'all pictures of Birdbird, Vondy, my Threadless tees and so on. Eaarrghh excruciating!! But on the other hand, I provided links to the tees' pages on Threadless on an earlier entry. Plus those in NP will get to see me wear them to school! HNIIIIIAAAAIIIIIII!!!!!

3. Today Wei Ning and I did one of our most hated activities ever: Shopping. Okay I don't exactly dislike shopping totally since it depends on many factors. And today there were many down factors. Bad shops. Bad clothes. Really bad prices. And our favourite store Muji has run out of coolness today. BUT BUT BUT does it matter when you're with your best friend? : D Plus after a long and tiring search I did manage to buy a pair of pants (finally)! And who could forget it's the Great Singapore Sale? The original price was more than $100. I got it for $50. w00t! w00t! And we spent a whole afternoon hanging around : )

2008-06-14T03:31:00.002+08:00

Yay today's show was AWESOME!!! XD Go 青春斗！

Ahh. It was phenomenal. It was exciting. It was awesome. It was fun. And the best part is, WE'VE GOT THREE MORE SHOWS TO GO!! WOOOOHOOOOOOOO!

Sherilyn and Wei Ning came to support! Yay! Thanks lots man! And even though Clarice wasn't present, it's okay; your moral support is very much appreciated!! Thanks guys!

And for those who are coming for the next few shows, thank you all too!

Speaking of which, it reminds me — there can be a 101 different reasons why we in this field love theatre and drama, but I guess most of us can all agree than the greatest motivation for us to keep on loving it, to keep on pursuing it, is the audience. We can toil for weeks, months and years, preparing, writing, directing, practicing, rehearsing, sewing, making, painting, basically working our asses off, but without the audience, without their support, without any knowledge that they remotely enjoyed the show, all our prior efforts are laid to waste. It's not about the money, it's not about the fame, what concerns us most is the passion for the art, the joy in the process, and the love and support from our audience and our loved ones. So, to each and every member of the audience, to each and every friend, relative and family member who showed support and gave us love, thank you.

2008-06-11T01:01:00.000+08:00

(click to enlarge!)

《青春斗Breakout!》

Singapore Hokkien Huay Kuan Youth Drama Troupe is proud to present our sixth student drama showcase, 《青春斗Breakout!》at Singapore Federation of Chinese Clan Associations from 13th June (Fri) to 15th June 2008 (Sun).

《青春斗Breakout!》is a combination of 3 short plays in both Mandarin and English revolving around the lives of the teenagers of today.《青春斗Breakout!》features original and creative compositions of our members. Prepare to be touched by our beautifully arranged music and allow our engaging scripts lead you on a nostalgic journey of self journey and discovery.

福建会馆青年演艺团将于今年6月13日至6月15 日在新加坡宗乡总会呈献学生剧场之《青春斗Breakout!》。学生剧场在2001年推出，今年已进入第六系列。

《青春斗Breakout!》由三出短剧组成，分别叙述了青少年们与现实的种种冲突。让我们动听的原创音乐和引人深思的剧情带领你发掘自己的内心世界，帮助你重拾你生活里的点点滴滴。

Synopsis
Learning to be PERFECT.
Striving for the BEST
A story about MEMORIES.
Let us learn not in the end—
That we have but yet began…

故事概要
追求天下第一
实行完美主义
开始重拾回忆
别在终点时发现——
你其实还在起点。。。

Performance Information

Presented by: Hokkien Huay Kuan Youth Drama Troupe
Title: 学生剧场之《青春斗Breakout!》
Date / Time: 13 Jun 2008 (Fri, 8pm)
14 Jun 2008 (Sat, 3pm and 8pm)
15 Jun 2008 (Sun, 3 pm)
Venue: #04-02 Singapore Federation of Chinese Clan Associations
新加坡宗乡会馆
397 Lorong 2 Toa Payoh Singapore 319639
Ticket Price: $6 (Free-seating)
Enquiries: Zhiyuan (9150 5062)
Mei Jun (8222 2478)

Please visit http://www.pimplebreakout.blogspot.com for more details!

Come support!! : D Don't laugh at my make-up!

2008-06-07T03:12:00.002+08:00

Today is my quietest day in a very long time.

First, I met an old flame in the library: Harry Potter.

Caught up with him by reading Deathly Hallows.

I read up till the part where everybody but Ron, Tonks, Bill and Fleur came back, and they were all surrounding George who had lost an ear in a tousle with Death Eaters.

I felt that same sense of anticipation I used to get while reading the older Harry Potter books. Somehow I thought Order of the Phoenix and Half-Blood Prince were a tad screwed up. I've a feeling I'd like Deathly Hallows.

Then after that I looked at my watch and realised I was late for consultation with Hector for Socpsyh. Oops!

But anyway Jessica wasn't out when I arrived.

Consultation was quite a bummer. I failed all my Socpsyh common tests, and barely passed my journal and assessed tutorial. Sigh. Socpsyh's one of the more interesting modules I've taken so far, and much as I'd like to find out more and understand better I still fail miserably at it just because of my intensely-slow speed of interpreting large chunks of text.

Well after that miserable consultation with Hector, I met up with Yong Hao for a spot of practicing with the mixers and LogicPro in the audio tech room. It was more of his idea LOL but the two-hour practice was useful for recapping anyway. I really need the recap 'cause I just failed audio tech really badly and I don't know about my practical test. Hopefully at least a pass. But how to pass when I couldn't even turn on the Mackie mixer?!

Oh and. Boom operating FTW ;D

2008-06-04T02:31:00.002+08:00

YAY YAY YAY NEW THREADLESS ORDERS!!! (It's not confirmed if they're in stock, but we'll see!)

I can't believe there was a Blockbuster Sale... shirts going at US$10-US$12!! Instead of the usual US$20 or so. So I did the most logical thing as a Threadless fan — CHOPE ALL THE TEES I WANTED TO CHOPE AND CHOPE ONE FOR EACH PARENT TOO.

For me:

AH MUNNA EAT CHOO!! This one I've wanted ever since I saw it on Threadless late last year. I clicked the "Reprint!" button like 5000 times! MY PRAYERS ARE ANSWERED WOOHOO!

Put The Needle On The Record. This one is just plain cute! I do have a certain fascination for tees with records on them. : P I'm dumb!

FrequenCity. This one, I've seen my own Sims wear it, and I really like the design. It's cool n_nV

The Future Is Feeling. This one is my second favourite after Ah Munna Eat Choo. I wanted it too, but I realised the original price was like US$25?! Which in my parents' opinions was too expensive already. But US$20 is within their acceptable range strangely. Maybe the threshold. I don't know maybe 'cause it's on sale anyway : P so I choped it! XD I've been DREAMING of owning this shirt so much I actually wanted to make a blogskin of it but realised there was no way to edit the image. I was stupid with Photoshop then. Now I realised I could've just screencapped the thing and edit it in JPEG format but no time already : (

FOR MY DEAREST MOMMAYYY AND DADDAYYY:
Do-Re-Mi-Quack! I ordered one for my dad and one for my mom. XD They were inspired by this cute little sunbird that comes to sleep on our tree's branch at the front of our house every evening. We call him Birdbird! He's been coming home every single day without fail for the past three weeks. I'll post a picture of Birdbird soon I promise!! Anyway my mom loves this shirt a lot, and my dad wanted a shirt that was "awfully green" since he's now working on the Eco-City project in China. This shirt is in the perfect shade of "awfully green"! And the birds. Too cute. And both my parents wearing them. Even cuter!

Oh well. I think my parents are the kind to get excited over sales. My dad normally doesn't buy any clothes... until the Great Singapore Sale comes. It's been barely a week and he's spent some good money on quality office shirts, some winter wear for his trips to Tianjin and a business suit. Well for him I guess it's money well-spent since he's really very thrifty, scrimping and saving all the time. In fact I think I should learn to be more like my dad and stop spending too much money on rubbish!

2008-06-03T10:06:00.001+08:00

Got back my Audio Tech test! 9.5/80 FTW WHOOO!

This is what you'll find on the back page of my test paper:

LOL

2008-06-02T11:12:00.002+08:00

MORE QUIZZES AND MEMES!!!! HNIIIAAAIIII HNIIIIIAAAAIIIII!!!

01. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?
Let's have threesome!! Or orgy! I don't know. Maybe it's because I'm inexperienced but I really don't give a shit if that sorta thing happens.

02. What will you do if you do not share the same feelings as the person who likes you?
Hmm. I'll yell "HOLY DUMB FUCK" and say, "Hey. Come on. the world's your oyster."

03. What will your dream wedding be like?
At a rock concert in a mosh pit! XD Or, I can settle for a nice quiet private affair at home.

04. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?
Well, I don't think so. I don't really give a shit.

05. What's your ideal lover like?
Loves me, I love him/her, is likable and fuckable. That's all.

06. Which is more blessed - Loving someone or being Loved by someone?
Both! What's the point of loving someone if he/she doesn't love you.

07. What's your favourite time of day?
Late night, or early afternoon if I'm in bed.

08. Best form of comfort in times of a heartbreak?
What heartbreak? I've never had heartbreak. HOLY DUMB FUCK I'M SUPPOSED TO BE THE FUCKIGN HEARTBREAKER YOU FUCKER IDIOT!

09. Is there anything that has made you unhappy recently?
EVERY SINGLE DAMN SHIT!

10. What do you want most in life?
Hmm. I don't know Lots of things XD

11. Pick a song, list it and explain why you like it.
Currently it's In Pieces by LP. 'Cause I JUST FUCKING LIKE IT, DO I NEED A REASON TO LIKE IT?! HUH?!

12. If your boyfriend wanted to end a relationship that you thought was going well, what would you do?
Fine by me, you holy dumb fuck. You're the one at loss, not me.

13. Who is currently the most important person to you right now?
EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU, YOU HOLY DUMB ASSHOLE!

14. What is happiness for you?
Sleeping with tons of pillows around me and a nice thick blanket n_n SHIT.

15. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?
HOLY SHIT I don't care if I'm rich or poor but I think I'd rather be married to lots of lovers, and they're married to lots of lovers, we can have orgies!!

16. If the person you secretly like doesn't seem to notice you, what would you do?
Well I'm used to it. Just don't do anything on the surface... and fuck him/her inside out in my imagination >: D

17. Would you give your all in a relationship?
GIVE ALL MY SHIT!

18. What is your goal at this very moment and do you think you'll ever (honestly) be able to reach it?
My goal is to finish the damn individual storyboard project!!!!! ARGH.

19. What type of friends do you like?
The kind of friends I have, FUCKER IDIOT!!

20. What does it mean 'to live' for you?
JUST FUCK AROUND, YOU LITTLE SHIT!

Yay I'm done! XD

2008-06-02T08:19:00.003+08:00

Fuck, now I really feel like Tourette's Guy now. FUCK!

I've just been scammed by the greatest fool in the world — the Shuttlecock-Whacking coach.

I probably will fail SW now because I've been absent for three times.

Fuck.

My next consolation is hopefully, next semester, I actually get to choose which sport to do. Then I can fly out of badminton and go elsewhere. Anywhere with a nicer lecturer will do. Anywhere without that motherfucker. Urgh. I want to kill him now.

2008-06-02T03:44:00.003+08:00

I'm so bored. It's so late. I'm so awake. So I surfed around for quizzes to do and Mr Lin Weijie has one, right there, front page news on his blog. So I stole it and there you go. (Technically I can since the fifth person he tagged was "anyone who got nothing better to do with their life")

Just a pre-quiz warning, since I reviewed it and realised there are some stupid N/A questions IMHO, I'm going to fill those with shit answers. You will know a shit answer when you see one.

READY?!

(Rules last because I LIKE IT HAHAHA)

Starting time: 3:57AM
Name: Fangying
Sisters: 1 (imaginary)
Brothers: 2 (non-existent half the time... oops one just came home.)
Shoe size: 5 to 7 (depends on temperature, I have rubber feet)
Height: a very gloriously tall one-hundred and fifty-six centimetres

Where do you live: "I live on a bus!" (quote thanks to Rob Bourdon! XD)
Favourite drinks: currently I feel like plain water.
Favourite breakfast: pure solid coffee.
Have you ever been on a plane?: duh. I was on the plane when I was a foetus. For more details just talk to me and I will tell you why.
Swam in the ocean: Fuck you.
Fallen asleep at school: ALL THE FUCKING TIME. I don't think my Sec 4 teachers have ever seen me with my eyes fully dilated before.
Broken someone’s heart: Fuck you, your heart broken, my problem ah? But honestly, no. I'm so nice!! *halo*
Fell off your chair: Amazingly, of all the feats of clumsiness I have ever done, this is one I've never remembered doing. I will, however, no lack of opportunities in the near future.
Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: I was waiting for the bogeyman to call me... LOL
Saved e-mails: Is it considered "saved" if I just have never bothered deleting emails? I mean, come on, I save all I want when I have SIX BLOODY GIGABYTES of storage and not many people mailing me anyway.

What is your room like: Disgusting pink walls, unsightly cracks on ceiling, half-destroyed parquet, super-single bed with extra-springy mattress, old wooden desk, old wooden bookshelves, old wooden cabinet, old wooden closet, many old stuff with cobwebs clinging all over, basically remnants of a lost childhood I can't be bothered to clean up.
What’s right beside you: Bunch o' crap like tissue. Papers. Books. Calendar. Wires. Pens. Envelopes. Etc.
What is the last thing you ate: Vegetarian mixed rice. (Yes, I have progressed to semi-vegetarianism, got a problem with that, huh? Huh? HUH?! CARNIVORE?!?!?!)

Ever had chicken pox: Duh. If you have a chance, go behind me, and lift up my shirt. You can see lots of weird dots all over my back. You can also see scars on my arms.
Sore throat: Nursing one now, a week before a play WTF.
Stitches: Oh, yesssss, I have stitches around my neck because someone performed a lobotomy on me before, shame aobut this fugly head that got transplanted on my holy neck.
Broken nose: Fuck you. My nose so short and flat, how to break?

Do you believe in love at first sight: Fuck you, never been in love, how the fuck I know!
Like picnics: No. Fucking ants. Fucking lousy Singapore weather. Fucking everything. Fucking picnics.
Who was/were the last person/people you danced with: *conjures old memories of old days in dance troupe* FUCK YOU!!
Last made you smile: Tourette's Guy on YouTube. "YOU'RE GROUNDED!! 'CAUSE YOU DON'T THINK IT SOUNDS LIKE A CHEWBACCA TAKING A SHIT!!"
You last yelled at: Invisible audience at rehearsal. (Tomorrow I'm probably gonna yell at my SW lecturer, but that's in the future)

Today did you:
Talk to someone you like: Fuck you!
Kissed anyone: Fuck you!
Get sick: I'M FUCKING SICK RIGHT NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK HUH FUCK YOU!!
Miss someone: Fuck you!
Eat: As of today, i.e., 2nd June, FUCK YOU I HAVENT AND I AM FUCKIN HUNGRY I WANT FOOD NOW!! FUCK YOU!
Best feeling in the world: Just yelling "Fuck you!!" at everyone. Like right now. Really feels good. So good, it's almost orgasmic!

Do you sleep with stuffed animals: HOW ABOUT STUFFED PHALLIC SHAPES, HUH, HUH? FUCK YOU!
What’s under your bed: Cobwebs.
Who do you really hate: Let's see. Matthew Ng, I just find him annoying. Ow, she's a thing of the past, sure I hate her, but well, I kinda forgot about her already. Sharpe, he's just a fucking lump of fat squelching around the lecture theatre rambling on about APA in his oily British accent.
What time is it now?: 4:22AM

Random:
Is there a person who is on your mind now: Unfortunately, because I just mentioned Sharpe, now I'm actually imagining him as a humongous piece of butter going "squelch, squelch" around LT79 rambling on about APA in his disgusting oily British accent.
Do you have any siblings: 2. With my imaginary sibling, 3.
Do you want children: I don't fucking know. Maybe an accident when there's a broken condom.
Do you smile often: Psychotically, to myself.
Do you like your hand-writing: I love all of my handwriting. ALL. ALLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!
Are your toe nails painted: Painted with what? PAINTED WITH SHIT! Fuck you!!!
Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: I don't fucking care which bed is it, just lemme sleep in a fucking bed and I'm dandy!
What color shirt are you wearing now: Blue.
What were you doing at 7:00 p.m. yesterday: REHEARSING.
I can’t wait till: The performance is finally over.
When did you cry last: Friday.
Are you a friendly person: What do you think, after you've read all of my answers? Of course I am friendly! How can I not be friendly? Right?
Do you have any pets: VONNNDDDDAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY XD
Where is the person you have feelings for right now?: Everywhere?! I have feelings for everyone what. I like you, I have positive feelings. I hate you, I have negative feelings. See?
Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?: Erm, no. It was because my role required me to.
Do you sleep with the TV on?: I haven't had the TV on for more than a month already to begin with.
What are you doing right now?: DOING THIS FUCKING QUIZ!!!
Have you ever crawled through a window?: I think so. I don't quite remember, but given all the dumb things I used to do, I probably have.
Can you handle the truth?: I am the truth.
Are you too forgiving?: I guess so.
Are you closer to your mother or father?: Ah, ask them, not me.
Who was the last person you cried in front of?: Huitian u_u sorry man : (
How many people can you say you’ve really loved?: 1Do you eat healthy?: Considering I'm on the Performer's Diet now (No fast food, no fried food, no tidbits, no fizzy drinks, no chocolate, no cold beverages)... I guess pretty much!
Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?: Someone: "YOU SUCK!" Me: *cries*.
If you’re having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?: Nobody! I go home.
Are you loud or quiet most of the time?: Intermittenly making unintelligible noises.
Are you confident?: Fuck yeah!

5 things I was doing 10 years ago:
1. Chinese dance, ewwwww.
2. Actually being a Top-3-In-Class student.
3. Learning piano (which I have already forgotten)
4. Playing with Barbie dolls (a fragment of childhood which I am very much ashamed of)
5. Reading encyclopaedias for a hobby (I was quite a nerdy kid, sans glasses)

5 things on my to-do list today:
1. SW (Shuttlecock-Whacking) Make-up lesson EW
2. NVP 1 Editing at FCP Room
3. Lunch
4. ???
5. ?????

5 snacks I enjoy:
1. FUCK
2. YOU
3. I
4. DON'T
5. SNACK

5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:
1. Get two fucking big-ass tattoos, one by Chris Garver at Miami Ink, one by Kat von D at High Voltage Tattoo!
2. Buy all sorts of art supplies
3. Buy a small studio
4. Learn music instruments
5. Donate the rest to charity and animal welfare (I'm sure all that I've done so far don't come up to a billion dollars)

5 of my bad habits:
1. Excessive facial scratching
2. "...I don't know..."
3. Swearing (actually it's one of my best habits)
4. Playing with my hair, however short.
5. Falling asleep a lot.

5 places I have lived in:
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.

5 jobs I’ve had:
1. Never worked,
2. Never knew.
3.
4.
5.

5 people I tag:
1.
2.
3.
4.
5. Just do it. I know it hurts you if I don't put your name here. Save yourself the trouble. Just imagined I tagged you, and go and fucking do it.

Rules (are meant to be broken):
1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning. Fuck you, I POST THEM LAST. HAPPY?!
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves. Fuck you, don't answer for myself, answer for who, my hamster ah?
3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog. Fuck you, I'm not going to do it, those who actually got tagged by me later will not have to do it, from here on, I SHALL CHANGE THE FUCKING RULES. It's just a fucking internet thingofabomb, WHO FUCKING CARES HAHAHAHA BITCH

I'm done! I gotta sleep now!

2008-06-02T01:40:00.003+08:00

I've been having very weird and bizarre dreams recently. Probably the product of one daydream too many in lectures and all.

Once. I dreamt of MDM LAU. Yes. THE Mdm Lau from Ye Olde School. It was damn freaky to be honest. I dreamt I was at the FMS lift lobby waiting for the fucking slow lift to come to the 1st floor. Then the lift door opened and there stood old, wrinkly, pasty-faced Mdm Lau with the odd little wicker-basket full of marker pens smiling at me. And I said “刘老师，午安”... and in her usual fashion, she said, "早，早！" even though I clearly said good afternoon in Mandarin.

Another time. I dreamt Vondy had babies. TONS of babies. That one would've been cute, but the babies drove me insane by firstly, coming by the hundreds, secondly, leaving my poor Vondy so exhausted from all the labour, and lastly, for running off the edge of the bed and falling to the floor EVERY SINGLE DAMN SECOND. They were OVERFLOWING. Oh god. I wanted to wake up so bad.

And then I have other dreams so ~~sexual~~ FREAKY that I don't think it should be publicised. TOO FREAKY!! LOL.

I think at the end of it you readers are the ones who are more freaked out than me. : P

2008-05-26T09:32:00.003+08:00

Whew. The past week was pretty damn intense for me. Sleep deprivation (and you know how much I worship sleep!), project rushing, (EWWW KINKY KEITH JUST WALKED PAST EWWW EWWW EWWWWWWWWWWW ARRRGHHHHH URRRGHHHH SPOILED MY EYES BY WEARING A BLINDING RED SHIRT AND WALKING PAST YUCK) okay sorry sidetracked well, deadlines looming near, intensive rehearsals at SHHK... I NEED SLEEP ARHHHHHHHHHHH cheebye.

Three consecutive days of rehearsals that end around 11pm clashing with days I have project meetings and deadlines looming... then when the deadline is over, the rehearsal schedule becomes slack again WTF. If I believed God existed I'd probably be praying every night that the two schedules will actually complement each other rather than clash all the time. As a result I have to leave early from project meetings just to arrive late for rehearsals. AAARRRGGHHHHHHHHHH lanjiao.

Friday. First assesed tutorial for Social Psychology and Communication module (aka SocPsyh). Fucking screwed up the whole presentation. I don't know our grades yet but I bet I must've single-handedly murdered my SocPsyh group, consisting of Ernest, Yun 'Er and Jessica, all of whom have worked really hard and didn't screw up. What did I give to them in return? Five crappy slides, one bigass screw-up of the century and (possibly) a failing grade for this assessed tutorial. My only other consolation is that, well, according to Hector the lecturer all the groups screwed up in some way or another, and half the class already screwed the journal before that. What a screwed-up module. AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHH penis.

Prior to that, I screwed up another module. Well it's not really my group's fault (LocPro group consists of Yun 'Er and Ernest again and Khairul), it's more like an unfortunate twist of events that caused a serious digitising fuck-up. Serious fuck-up. Our whole tape was rendered useless. Fucking hell man. AAAAAARRRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH vagina.

And last night. Or rather this morning. I had the least sleep in a year. Two frickin' hours of sleep. 'Cause you know why? CATS. No not the cute furry little cats, but the IS module we all fucking hate so fucking much we have to fucking swear as many times as possible. Creativity FUCK And FUCK Applied FUCK Thinking FUCK Skills FUCK!! Fuckity fuckity fuck fuck fuck!!! Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!!! Okay.

Well, intended schedule for Sunday was first, lunch with Nina at 12pm at Thomson Plaza, SHHK rehearsal at 4, then according to my director it should end at 8 plus so I took her word for it, and planned to rush home, wolf down dinner, shower and get to work while updating Yong Hao and Cijin (who are in my CATS group) over MSN. Once I'm done with the slides, I'd do up a crappy essay and print all necessary shit. Perhaps finish at around 1pm and time to sleep!

In reality, things went completely awry. Lunch with Nina at 12pm as usual (or rather my dear Queen of Latecoming did what she did best, oversleep and arrive 1 hour late LOL). SHHK rehearsal at 4pm, but the whole fucking thing dragged on and on and on until it ended officially at nearly 10pm. Sigh. Which means I reach home at 11pm. Which means by the time I settle down, dinner, shower and all (YES THERE WAS NO DINNER BREAK WTF), I start work at 12am and finished at 4am. Then because I have to show up early in school for one final meeting I have to get up fucking early at 6am. I actually fell asleep on top of my dad's newspapers at the food court when they went to get food. And I got so tired my mom had to help me massage my temples. Perhaps a cup of kopi C siew dai does help after all. (OMGWTF EWWWWWWW MATTHEW NG STANDING THERE EWWWWWWWW YUCK YUCK YUCK YUCK WTF BLINDING MY EYES AGAIN WITH HIS MERE PRESENCE AND BALD PATCH EWWWWWWWWW) Well for those who don't know Matthew Ng is my Art and Design lecturer. Who uses singulars in place of plurals and plurals in place of singulars, fucks up his grammar a lot and calls us "FLERM STOODENTS". (OHNOES SCARY OVERENTHUSIASTIC EVANGELISTS APPROACH ME REALLY SCARY OH NO HELP ME HELP ME OR JUST KILL ME I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!! ARGH!!! DIG ME A HOLE TO ESCAPE NOW!!!! Whew. They gave up after I told them I have to "finish an essay for a class that's coming soon".)

WHY DO I KEEP BUMPING INTO SCARY PEOPLE TODAY?????!!!!!!!11!1!111!11oneoneone$#@%

ARGH you know what. No offence to my friends and classmates who happen to be Christians or even have a religion. I am completely secular. I can even be said to be atheist. Honestly I don't think it's worth souring friendships over something like this. So whether you have a religion or not, it's not of any concern to me. What matters is you're alive and well. If you still like me, then I'm glad you still have some ounce of tolerance in you. If you hate me because of this, then I won't lament too. If such conflicts happen, what's there to lament in its wake? Once it happens, it happens, it's just a show of our lack of tolerance for people who are different. So there.

Blogging does make me feel a bit more awake. But not much. On the other hand I'm always half-asleep. So it doesn't matter.

2008-05-20T08:39:00.002+08:00

I am tired.

But I am happy.

My days are jammed with project meetings, discussions and rehearsals for an upcoming play. But they often leave me with a sense of fulfillment, and not dissatisfaction, regret and boredom. Sometimes the projects are daunting and seem impossible to do, but somehow completion finds its way, and I just know my group-mates and I will finish it, by hook or by crook.

These days I've been pondering about a rather important but very much nonexistent aspect of life, love.

I think I'm the last person people expect to give a shit about love. But truth is I just do. I've been giving a damn since I was a kid, since I learnt the concept of love. But somehow I just can never get round to it. It's almost as if people who need it most don't get it, and people who don't appreciate it lavish in an overload of it. I don't want to become asexual like some of my friends have. To me, at least, love, romance and sex are really big parts of my life, in the future if not now. 90% of my imagination and daydreams are made of those. If the supposed start of my search is 10 (the age I hit puberty), then I've been on a fruitless search for love for nearly a decade now. Frankly I'm shocked at how long I can wait. I'm mildly surprised I'm not already one of those promiscuous people often on the run from a hundred vengeful lovers.

Perhaps I'm such a control freak, I'm a control freak even to my own feelings and impulses.

Of course I'm not gonna become one of those who fuck around too much, or fuck around for the sake of fucking around. But I know faithfulness and loyalty do not come easily to me, especially when love and feelings are concerned. Perhaps it's because I know I can never be committed to just one person. Perhaps that's why I'm never meant to love.

2008-05-15T23:21:00.003+08:00

Oh boy. It's been so long since I last posted. Long considering I used to blog like every other day u_u.

Which goes to prove Zhi Hao's point. (points to tagboard) I am indeed very busy right now with a "hectic poly schedule".

I mean maybe I'm subconsciously lazy to blog or subliminally unwilling to blog. I do like to blog. But that's provided I have the time and energy to, and there are interesting enough stuff to blog about in the first place. School is damn fun but it leaves me so drained of time and energy! >_<

And finally I do have the time and energy to come and blog about the past few weeks or so, since my last proper and formal account of school life on April 20th.

So. Assignments. I've had a steady stream (more like a raging tsunami actually) of assignments coming in nearly every other day. Most of the assignments are group projects where deadlines magically shorten just as when you think you've got everything under control. The individual assignments (only a handful so far) are like shit. SRSLY. Not so tough, but highly tedious.

Least it's not as tedious as Amath or Emath in the old days!

And. My classmates. Think you're sick of me saying this over and over again, but I'd just like to say, this bunch of people are just awesome. XD

Some random stuff... perhaps?

1. Today, during the bus ride home with Sabrina, we saw this person (with awesome Japanese sleeve!) sleeping in the bus. Whenever the bus jerked, he lifted his head... and hit it on the glass with an almighty THUD! Like *BANG!* on the window! Best part is he didn't wake up or even stir. Ever. All this time Sabrina and I were sniggering behind him. Now I think he probably didn't wake up because all the hitting and banging to his head caused him to pass out or something.

2. Last last week, after discussing Loc Pro stuff with Yun 'Er, Ernest and Khairul (Nuqman was there too, but he's not in our group), Yun 'Er decided to play House of the Dead in the Marina Square arcade and needed a partner... and Ernest had no money. So I was pretty much a scapegoat. The game was full of bloody zombies and damn traumatizing for someone as scaredy as me. >_< For an illustrous impression of exactly how I played House of the Dead, go and find Ernest. And Yun 'Er was really, really, really AWESOME.

3. Art and Design sucks. Totally. Nothing artistic... and nothing on design at all!

4. Poor Yong Hao injured his leg D: He came back to school in a wheelchair. Kenneth kept taking his crutches and hobbling around on it! A couple of us took turns to try to hobble around with Yong Hao's crutches too. I couldn't even use them properly 'cause they were too high, the part where you're supposed to put your arm over is like up to my shoulder O__O. Then before Art and Design we signed his cast and drew all sorts of rubbish on it as well. Kenneth, in particular, drew all sorts of branded logos on it, so now Yong Hao is sponsored by Gucci, Chanel, Adidas, Nike, LG, Apple, Louis Vuitton, etc, etc, etc. And stuff like "OWE $ PAY $" and a stick figure with a pig's head. LMAO. Watching the guys push Yong Hao around kinda makes the rest of us rightly worried, 'cause, well, you just get the feeling they're gonna make a wrong turn and smash his already-injured leg into a concrete pillar or something. O_O Touch wood! Heehee.

5. Clarice and I came up with a perfect background story for Ami James XD
So do you know why does Ami James have a flaming Buddha tattoo on his neck? Well 'cause he was trying to impress the Shaolin monks into taking him in. He just thought monks were so cool, he shaved his head to prove the point. Unfortunately the monks just weren't impressed with that tattoo. Well the truth is, he's been rejected by every single damned monastery he went to for two reasons: 1) that blasted tattoo and 2) 'cause he can't meditate for more than two seconds without blowing up. For instance:

Ami: *assumes lotus position*

(Imagine Ami James decked out in the saffron robes and large chunky beads around his neck, and six dots on his head)

Ami: NamoAMItofo namoAMItofo namoAMItofo WHY AM I RECITING MY OWN NAME!!! WHAT'S THE FUCKING POINT MAN!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IT'S DRIVING ME NUTS COME ON!! WTF IS GOING ON!!! *storms out*

*crickets*

And then we wondered how he got the six dots on his head! I said he probably got Garver to tattoo six dots on his head... then Garver being his long-suffering spouse of sorts decided to take revenge and tattoo six DOGS on his shiny bald head... or maybe six pieces of shit... or perhaps six smileys... or six frownies, seeing that Garver's been suffering under Ami for so long... the possibilities are just endless!

*Yawn* Gotta go sleep now... I'm so fucking tired... been tired since Locpro tutorial... which was like 9AM! So I've been tired the whole day!

2008-05-06T12:31:00.001+08:00

His expression is priceless XD.

2008-05-02T01:06:00.002+08:00

Warranty Information PDF file as provided by some company which I bought my Macbook Pro from:

BIGASS SCREEN CAPTURE HERE

Well... it just left me pretty perplexed as to what can a higher power do to one laptop out of billions around the world, especially one that is so badly-taped up and full of grease/spit/kimchi soup marks.

2008-04-22T11:02:00.001+08:00

... Whaaaa?!

I'm falling asleep? No, no, no, no, no.... I'm fine... I'm fine........ I am not falling asleep lulllllzzzzz.

Argh, The Spanish Matador of Boredom is here!!! >.< gottagokthxbai!!!!!!!111!!11!!11!!!1!!oneoneone

2008-04-20T13:18:00.003+08:00

Terribly uneventful weekend. Too man things to worry about. I turn to retail therapy for solace.

Surprising eh? I'm about the third or second last person you'd ever think to find retail therapy, well, therapeutic. But it does, if it's out of necessity.

For instance my lack of good wearable clothes have driven me to the point of insanity, so retail therapy serves its purpose. Yesterday I bought a shirt from Giordano ($49 is a complete rip-off, really, but it's the only nice shirt in the whole mall) and that nice pair of trousers I've been eyeing since my last trip to Muji. It's a pair of dark brown tweed baggy trousers with button-on suspenders! XD plus I got a discount for it. Instead of $69 I paid $48.50 instead. Go figure.

Right now I'm at Coffee Bean at Toa Payoh Hub, charging up Xero and waiting for drama class to start at around 2PM. I know you know I don't like Coffee Bean, but compared to many others Coffee Bean is still not the worst (for instance, KFC...). Okay fine they're two different classes of F&B outlets, but still, I just like to take this chance to say that KFC sucks!

The past week (prior to the weekend) was pretty good for me! It's rare for people to learn anything at all on the first week of school, but here, I'm running out of capacity to store all the content I'm learning, I need an external hard disk soon! Plus I've never walked into a class so full of nice, friendly, approachable and easygoing people, no cliques, no groups, just one whole class of 15 kids from different schools and different backgrounds, with different interest but one thing in common, we're FSV students.

2008-04-17T14:15:00.002+08:00

Oh whaddya know. Bloggin' from school third time in a row.

You can't blame me, my schedule is slaughter + murder + nightmare!

If you JC kids think poly kids have it easy, I certainly am not!

So about yesterday. My first Audio Tech tutorial (WritComm tutorial is too fucking brainless to talk about) was a completely frightening experience.

It's interesting, yes, but scary. On the other hand it makes me really, really, really appreciate people who work behind the scenes now. Oh boy now I have this certain subliminal hate for useless actors (and I am an actor, mind you, albeit not a film/TV actor).

So, yup, I kinda slightly screwed things up, but hey, I am a freshman bitch who doesn't know nothin'!

Sigh. The week so far has been pretty tiring and exhausting, usually due to travelling. Everyday when I get home, my legs can hardly support my weight, my shoulders feel like play-dough, my eyelids are glued half-shut by tiredness and basically I suffer from sleep withdrawal. I'm not that deprived of sleep per sé, because it's not like I'm only getting less than two hours of sleep, but rather, I'm so used to excessive sleeping, I'm kinda addicted to that pleasant, flighty feeling of being nowhere in particular. Plus it's hard to sleep well now that there's too much on my mind; I often hang in there, between sleep and wakefulness, hearing the A/C hum and precious sleep-time flying past my ears. Then a loud thud and I have to wake up to reality again.

But still, it wasn't as bad as secondary school. Back then, I was apathetic about what I was supposed to learn. I hated or disliked everything, except for a few good aspects of school life, mostly friends-related. I often just slept through school anyway; by the start of my last semester in secondary school, I think my teachers have seen me sleep more than stay awake. I think they couldn't even be bothered to wake me up by then.

But here it's a different story. It only superficially feels the same — the tiredness, the complaints and the dreading. On a deeper level, however, at least I can see that most, if not all, that I'm learning here are of interest to me. (The same must never be said for IS and WritComm) My classmates and I, we're kinda equal here and there. No such thing as being here because "I was streamed to the worst class in the level", nobody "doesn't want to be here at all". I don't know them well, and they know little of me too, but from what I see, everyone's nice and friendly, very unlike the kind of shitass motherfuckers we get in Zhonghua, the kind who are nothing but grades, sycophantic strangers who'd rather die than rise above the norm, spineless creatures who have no more to their lives than calculus, essays, and theories. Luckily I don't get fuckwads like them here in FSV. The same can't be said for FMS, or NP. I had lectures with kids from MCM or DVFX, they are fuckwads with serious intelligence deficiency and cerebral damage.

Class starts in less than 10 minutes. Gotta go, kthxbai!

Day Two at School

2008-04-16T08:18:00.002+08:00

Yes, and with some FSV content finally. Even my Audio Tech lecturer thinks IS is "crap".

So once again, it's early in the morning, 8:25AM on my watch, waiting for my 9AM Social Psychology lecture... I was so frickin' tired after surviving the trip home (with the help of my aunt), I slumped on the couch at 7-plus and woke up at 8 for dinner, went to print some lecture shit until 12-plus then settled into an uneasy sleep. I'm sure you understand now why I didn't blog, didn't go on MSN, etc. etc. etc.

Okay so about yesterday: first lecture in the morning was Audio Technology Production, usually just referred to as Audio Tech. And first lecture in the morning my lecturer proceeded to scare us with some scary stuff. Stuff like how other schools can slack off the first week, but we can't in FMS, how all the content in the Audio Tech module is equivalent to an entire diploma course in the same field, how we are the "flagship school" and the "only legal media school" in this country and etc., etc., etc. . and after all the scary details, he then tells us that all the equipment have enough buttons to scare off a tyrannosaurus rex because that's what it's supposed to do, scare people by looking scarily complicated. He assured us that those equipment were actually easy to operate. Then immediately, he starts teaching us technical jargons half of which I have already forgotten! Thank god for downloadable slides from the portal. Overall the lecture was.... pretty interesting. About 50 times better and ∞ times more relevant that *shudders* IS...

Next lecture was Location Production... and the content of this lecture is completely unrelated to the last. (Of course, we're talking about two different modules!) So after we're done with dealing with some audio tech concepts and jargon (which the lecturer likens this job to teaching a blind man about colour), the Location Production lecturer (who is short, plump, bald, and Spanish to boot) then educates us, the blissfully ignorant bunch of spoon-fed kids, all about cameras. ƒ-stops, depth of focus, lenses, exposure and other technical jargon that I, too, can't remember. His English isn't bad but sometimes he speaks too fast or too softly and I had to rely heavily on the slides to understand what's going on. And I thought I could find some information on the portal... all I found was a document on rules and regulations and a compulsory book list.

Speaking of books, don't think just because I'm "in ur poly bloggin on ur puter" means I don't have to bring books altogether. WRONG. I have to buy BOOKS. I have lists of books to buy (or borrow, steal, rob, etc.) for some modules. And they're (as my Audio Tech lecturer puts it) "not very expensive" at around $20-$30 (HELLO?!!?!?!!!1111!11!1!!!1oneone We don't earn as much as you do!).

After lunch with Clarice and Wei Ning (YIPPEE! But poor them, they didn't like their classes), we went for a combined lecture on Written Communication, which I seriously liken to a more sycophantic form of English classes with the Ow. It's seriously boring. Seriously. And I do realise why both of them hated their classes... those motherfuckers really laughed at every single lame joke the lecturer tells. Even worse than the sexual innuendoes that my IS lecturer uses. Seriously.

Okay shit class is starting gotta go KTHXBAI

ENCOUNTERS OF THE KINKY KIND

2008-04-15T08:29:00.005+08:00

First day of school yesterday was totally boring. All we did was IS modules which are completely unrelated to FSV. Just so I can be "all-rounded". Well people have clearly overlooked the fact that a Jack of all trades is usually a master of none.

And I must be the most unlucky person on campus yesterday. First day of school, even before I start my first lesson, who do I meet outside my classroom?

KINKY KEITH.

YES, YOU DIDN'T GET ME WRONG. IT'S THE WING KIONG. THE KEITH. THE KINKY KEITH.

OF ALL THE LOSERS IN NP (NP has a lot of losers mind you), I BUMP INTO KINKY KEITH.

WHY?!?!?!!!!!111!!1!!11oneoneoneone

KK: *bombastic voice* "Hi! It's so surreal~"
Me: "Erm... hi..." *WANTS TO RUN AWAY*

KK: *bombastic voice* "How have you been??"
Me: *forces a smile* "Erm... good..."
KK: *bombastic voice* "You're in FMS right???"
Me: *boredly* "Yahh..." *looks away*
KK: *even more bombastic voice* "GOOD! IT'S THE BEST MEDIA SCHOOL IN SINGAPORE AS FAR AS POLYTECHNICS GO!!!!"
Me: "... .... ... I see..." *looks away some more*

KK: *turns to look in my direction... which happens to be the Convention Centre.* "Hmm, it's so noisy there, wonder what's going on???"
Me: "I don't know." *turns to look at wall*

KK: *resumes bombastic voice* Oh by the way do you know where the FMS building is???
Me: "There." *points randomly*
KK: *bombastic voice* "YES! It's right there, up the hill and to the left!! That's where the IS office is as well!!"
Me: "... ... ..."

KK: *cheerfully and bombastically* "Okay, I've to go and prepare a classroom, hope we'll meet again!!!!"
Me: "BYE."

(Kinky bounces away happily into the classroom next door)

Me: *COUGH-GAG-SWALLOWS-FEELS NAUSEOUS-TRIES NOT TO VOMIT*

(A staff search later confirmed my worst nightmares - Kinky Keith is currently a lecturer in IS. : O)

Now I'm outside my lecture hall. There's another 15 minutes to go before class starts. Sighhhh....

Hope today will be better than yesterday.

[For those that don't know, Kinky Keith used to teach me English for 6 months in ye olde school. He's often feared and disliked for his over-enthusiastic and creepily-cheerful demeanor, useless teaching skills and possesses the ultimate G-factor, G for Gross and Gagging. Believe me, he's the last person you'd ever want for an English teacher.... or a co-form.]

2008-04-13T00:22:00.003+08:00

You Scored an A

You got 10/10 questions correct.

It's pretty obvious that you don't make basic grammatical errors.

If anything, you're annoyed when people make simple mistakes on their blogs.

As far as people with bad grammar go, you know they're only human.

And it's humanity and its current condition that truly disturb you sometimes.

The It's Its There Their They're Quiz

Savvy? Now you know how much of a Grammar Bitch I am.

You Are 70% Weird

You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right?

But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!

How Weird Are You?

Weird, and touchy about lousy grammar. Not a good combination.

2008-04-11T03:15:00.002+08:00

Hmm. School's officially starting on next Monday. I don't know whether to rejoice or not.

Why should I rejoice? My first day in Ngee Ann proved to be disastrous. Spent two fucking hours travelling to school only to realise that the so-called orientation was for happy campers only. Fuck happy campers, I already said I was there for vital information and nothing else. And they laughed at me. Like, hello? Some people mean business. I don't tolerate all those networking nonsense and let's-have-fun-camaraderie idiocy that is meant for happy campers. And happy campers tend to be so happy, they're often just mindlessly doing things perceived as happy, rather than doing things that make them truly happy. I need to work in order to reach true happiness. That's why I don't do no fracking "Orientation Camp".

And in the first place Orientation [insert any activity that requires huge groups of happy campers], in my opinion, is for spoon-fed motherfuckers who can't read maps, can't understand directories, only know how to blindly follow rules and tried-and-tested formulae, and are often just simply happy with whatever shit the so-called higher authorities dish out to them. In the first place, there is a student portal. Why do you need to go to some fucking Orientation Camp to, well, get orientated? Can you not use the student portal to find out everything you need to know? Do you not know at least basic navigation skills to get around one of the smallest Polytechnic campuses around, or for that matter, any campus ranging from the size of a football field to the total land mass of North and South America combined? Even if you can't read maps and directories, do you not have a mouth and a brain to ask people logical questions and ears and brain to listen and process their replies? See what I mean about happy campers attending those camps?

If one tells me Orientation Camps are for networking, I am terribly sorry, but if you need an Orientation Camp to make friends with people or at least even know their names, I can deduce a couple of facts about you:

You are a creature that cannot survive if your Number-Of-People-Shook-Hands-With quota falls below 10 a day.

Three years in the same school, and you don't even know a single alphabet in your classmates' names? Wow, you're really really socially inept. Even a fracking ignoramus would know more than you in three months than you do in a year.

Put simply, you just can't survive with what little friends you already have, you want more, more MORE!!!

HAH. Am I right or am I right?

Okay enough about the bad bits... here comes the not-so-negative bits.

I might rejoice, because the modules, in my oftentimes self-doubt-tainted opinions, either look alrighty-interesting, or plain easy to pass. I don't know for sure which is why I have to get to school first to find out.

2008-04-08T01:31:00.000+08:00

We love you Foamy.

2008-04-08T01:13:00.003+08:00

Bless the beasts and the children...
For in this world they have no voice
They have no choice...

Bless the beasts and the children...
For the world can never be
The world they see...
Light their way
When the darkness surrounds them
Give them love
Let it shine all around them...

Bless the beasts and the children...
Give them shelter from a storm
Keep them safe
Keep them warm...

Light their way
When the darkness surrounds them
Give them love
Let it shine all around them...

Bless the beasts and the children...
Give them shelter from a storm
Keep them safe
Keep them warm...

Bless The Beasts and The Children by The Carpenters

I was tearing up as I heard this song on my iPod.

2008-04-07T00:17:00.004+08:00

Foamy is gone.

Rest in peace my dear Foamy... you're the first bunny I have ever ever ever befriended in my life. You're one of the most adorable honeys that ever came into the lives of Clarice, Wei Ning and me, especially Clarice's.

I still remember day one with you. March 15th 2007.

It was the March holidays. Wei Ning had invited Clarice and I for a sleepover. We were going to cross Bishan Park when all of a sudden I caught sight of something black and white and furry with long ears hopping in the field.

"BUNNY!"

And immediately we realised, someone heartless must've abandoned you. Some unkind soul just left you there, with nothing but a cardboard box. We knew a domestic rabbit couldn't survive under such harsh conditions, what with all the monkeys and dogs in the park that could attack you, the weather... we knew we had to get you somewhere safe.

Of course you didn't trust us at first. Why would you? People in your life had let you down. They abandoned you. Why should you trust us humans? We ended up chasing a few good rounds around the field, across the carpark, under the bridge. You went everywhere. Hiding in potholes, scurrying under a slab of ant-infested cement, even hopping under the bridge where you risked a fall into the deep canal. A kind man with his wife and kids even stopped by to help us get you. He wanted you safe too. He managed to catch you in the very same cardboard box you were abandoned in, and handed it to us.

Wei Ning then called her dad to pick us up, because, honestly, how are we going to cross six lanes of rush-hour traffic with a frightened, cold and hungry bunny in a damp cardboard box that's going to give way anytime? We made our way rather slowly and gingerly to the sidewalk to wait for Wei Ning's dad when, without warning, you hopped out of the box and escaped again. Once again, you sent us running all over the field, trying to get you back in, trying to assure you that we ain't gonna hurt you, and in that same defiant attitude you've always had, you just won't.

Perhaps you got tired, perhaps you got hungry. Finally we could approach you without having you run away from us. I remembered we had nuts. Organic ones. So we offered you some, and you accepted them, munching quietly, while we told you things were gonna be okay. We ain't gonna hurt you. We ain't gonna abandon you. We'll give you food and shelter, but first be nice and cooperate, alright? And we had you back in the box in no time.

Not without leaving large, deep teeth marks in my finger, of course. Foamy never surrenders easily.

You were so scared, we could see that in your eyes. You were shaking with fear, shuddering with every hump and bump Wei Ning's dad's car drove over. Each of us wanted to put a reassuring hand on your back, but we risked getting teeth marks on our fingers!

Finally we got home. Everyone who was present looked on curiously. A rabbit? Abandoned in a park?

We housed you in one of Wei Ning's old and bigger birdcages. We couldn't really think of what to feed you, so we asked for some green leafy vegetables. Immediately you behaved like a punk — you chewed on the leaves, but you wouldn't eat the stalks, not even for nuts!

And you looked like a punk too — black fur around each eye, just like dark eye make-up; shaggy black and white fur; and, one of the most distinct features of yours ever, a black-and-white mohawk in between those beautiful ears. That mohawk was truly your trademark!

And we wanted to give you a name, a gender-neutral one because we couldn't tell if you were a boy or a girl rabbit. Then I had a brainwave.

"Let's call you Foamy then, since you're such a badass punk like Foamy the Squirrel!"

The next day, we got up real early (which is quite a miracle for us) and went down to Thomson Plaza to get you stuff you need - food, water-bottle and shampoo, and went home and tried to give you a bath.

Three girls. One rabbit. No rules.

It was even more exhausting than running a marathon; you skipped and hopped and kicked and scratched and peed so much, we ended up getting more shampoo and water on ourselves than we did on you.

I still remember — Wei Ning with the shower head, Clarice with the shampoo, and me with the towel. You definitely lived up to your namesake.

When we finally did get you significantly cleaner, it was time for us to part. Or, at least, my mom asked me to go and meet her in Orchard Rd. And of course when I asked I was disallowed to keep you. In the end, we decided you'd live with Clarice, and in retrospect I guess it couldn't have been better. I still remember how Clarice asked her brother, "You want a pet rabbit?" and Claven said yes. And Clara didn't mind. Their mother had no choice! But Auntie came to adore you so much too. Pretty much everyone you knew did.

I still remember how sometimes after school I would go to Clarice's house and we'd pretend to study Chemistry, then when Auntie isn't looking we'd go play with you, stuff you with treats and fruits, chase you round and round and clean the couch where you loved to "make your mark". I'd end up staying well past my curfew of 7 and then poor Auntie would have to send me home.

In a way I have you to thank for letting me meet my Vondy. If not for you, Clarice wouldn't have to go down to Frankie's shop to get your supplies, and I wouldn't know of his shop, and I wouldn't have the chance to meet Vondy and bring her home. It's really sad you never really got to meet Vondy, but thank you, Foamy, for giving me the opportunity to meet Vondy. You two would've been wonderful friends even though you didn't like hamsters, because whenever Clarice goes to her grandma's house and play with hamsters, you'd get so jealous! That I call a typically sweet Foamy.

The last time I was with you was in February, a few weeks before your "birthday". You behaved so well, save for a some growling and occasional mood-swings. You made yourself right at home at Wei Ning's house. Wei Ning's grandma was so happy to see you again, so overjoyed you had come to visit. Mean little you didn't finish the banana she gave you, but at least you were so sweet during your stay at Wei Ning's. You even went to sniff and lick Wei Ning when she drank her Bacardi Breezer too fast and passed out on the couch. We were watching Beetlejuice at 2AM and drinking Bacardi Breezer and eating junk food.

The next day, Auntie offered to drive me home. You were behaving so well in the car, which wasn't always the case. Auntie and Clarice of course knew you could be worse.

We swerved round Begonia Rd, and all of a sudden you hopped over to me and sat on my lap, and looked at me with those pleading eyes. You didn't want me to go.

"So sorry, Foamy, but I have to go... but I'll see you soon, I promise, okay?"

I love you Foamy.

7th April 2008, 9:32PM: Edited - it's "Bunny!" now.

2008-04-03T00:01:00.002+08:00

Eargh. Banned from going out. AGAIN.

Just because:

1. I go out more than once a month?
2. My grandmother is here? (I don't hate her presence or even hate that she's stuffing pillows tomorrow. I just hate that my life has to come to a complete pause. I wouldn't have wanted to desert my grandma for friends, but the way they put it, it's as if I've gone berserk and completely ignored the needs of my family. I HAVE NOT.)
3. It's the same bunch of people? (Is it my fault, or anyone else's, that I have these wonderful friends I can trust and rely on? Is it a problem that we've grown attached to each other? Is it even a crime to want to see them at least once a fortnight? How would you feel if you had to reject your friends, time and time again, just to "be safe and sound" and "be mature and grown-up"? How would you feel if you were one of those friends I have to reject time and time again just so I could keep one side from boiling over another?)

I don't know why life hasn't changed since I became 15. I don't know why, now, I have time, and I am not utilising them the way I want to. Sometimes it's not because I'm lazy. Sometimes it's not even because of me. It's just starting to make me feel like whatever I say is worthless because I am theirs to command, to boss around; I come when I'm called and I leave when I'm sent away. Or rather I never get sent away; I'm just left here to my own devices, except I must follow their rules.

I'm so sorry this sounds so pubescent, but if things haven't changed since you were pubescent I think it's hard for you to not whine over any other issue. I know it sounds so cheesy and dumb and I just sound like a stupid ignorant brat whining my head off and wasting oxygen but, really, I feel like a caged bird. Not just any bird; maybe a worthless little bird that's going to die soon anyway, so the owner chose to cage it up to save the effort of calling the animal police should this bird go missing.

I'm so terribly bored I want to cry. I'm so bored and apathetic of this life that if reincarnation was a certainty, I'll kill myself now. Everyday I wish something will change, so that my life will change too.

Now I see. I see that my parents staying in Tianjin for three years isn't so bad after all. Now I want it to come soon, so I can prove my worth and my standing in this clan. I may be lowly now. I may be worthless now. But give me that chance, oh boy, everyone will be bowing down to me by summer of next year.

I want to leave.

I want to leave.

I want to leave. And live.

You know how leave and live sound kinda alike? They sound alike for a reason. They sound alike because without one, the other will never be. To live you must leave. To leave, you need to live.

I am living right now. Soon, I will be able to leave.

2008-04-02T03:37:00.002+08:00

Today's trip to the dentist was... therapeutic in a strange way.

I thought it was going to be a nightmare. Imagine all the stuff the dentist could say about my teeth and all the nasty things she could do to them.

But once the drill started, it was surprisingly relaxing. The sound of the drill, the glow from the light, a slight vibration going through my buccal cavity... it's just hypnotising.

"You drink lots of coffee and tea?"

"Yeah." (I can't say "yes" because my mouth is wide open)

"Well, try to cut down on that. Your teeth is rather badly stained."

The buzzing of a tiny drill ensued, grinding its way into my jaw and rubbing out the toughest of stains.

The whole visit to the dentist could've been so peaceful. Until she whipped out my nemesis: THE FLOSS.

I know how much of a bitch I am when it comes to dental hygiene; but even a dental neat-freak like me cannot stand FLOSSING. The nightmare that flossing is. I would rather use mouthwash for a hundred thousand years than floss my teeth for a week. The pain! The agony! IT'S UNBEARABLE!!!

To make things worse, my dentist is flossing my teeth like she would a horse's. ARGH.

I HATE FLOSSING.

2008-04-01T01:05:00.003+08:00

I just heard from my folks yesterday that my dad may switch jobs and get posted to Tianjin for three years. If so, my mom will quit her current job and accompany my dad to China. Which means there's a possibility that I'm going to spend all my polytechnic life alone. Or perhaps with my brothers. I don't know. Make that a high possibility, since it's a really lucrative job. It's a scary thought, three whole years on my own. Since my brothers don't come home often, it means most of the time I'll be alone.

This is what you wanted, Fangying. Life, on your own. Your own life. No one to bother you about nitty-gritty things. But why are you so hesitant? Why that long face, huh?

It's just daunting.

On the other hand, my friend, independence has to come sooner or later. Why not let it come sooner. It's going to be fun.

Really?

Yeah. Think about the possibilities. Think about what lies ahead. It's a chance to show that you're not useless, like you are now. Dependent and sucking off others for food, shelter, clothes, company and life. It's time to shake off that image and that life. It's time to show what you're capable of.

But I'm scared.

No, no, don't be. It's not like it's forever. It's not as if you're gonna be left with no one. In fact it's all still uncertain. Maybe they ain't gonna go after all. Even if they do it's not like three years in a row. They'd come home once in a while. They will.

So I guess I haven't much to fear. It's starting to look like an adventure. It looks like fun.

I'm just being paranoid. Whatever happens, I think I'm just gonna take it easy. Take it easy. Take it easy. It's what I do worst in life, but I have to learn to take it easy.

2008-03-30T22:39:00.002+08:00

Bloody shit. LP didn't win KCA 2008 Favourite Band Award u_u.

But luckily Fall Out Boy didn't win either. HAH.

Quote of the day: "Stupid! Stupid fellow!" — my grandmother.

2008-03-30T04:07:00.004+08:00

OMG I just realised how ridiculously stupid I am.

I didn't realise my clock broke down and thought it was only 12-plus when there are so many signs that IT'S SO NOT TWELVE PM NOW BITCH. SO NOT.

1. Firstly, Xero's clock reads 4:09 AM. It's the nearest working clock and I didn't see it. (That being said, I have about three broken alarm clocks, one slow clock and countless watches with failed batteries.)

2. How can I forget it's well past midnight when I watched LA Ink starting halfway at 11:30 PM, then Miami Ink at 12AM, followed by Project Runway at 1AM???? (Perhaps because it's the first time in weeks I actually got to watch all three? Mythbusters reruns old seasons at 12PM everyday so catching that was no problem, but those three shows often show post-primetime starting at 10PM. And they only air once a week. It's easy to forget!)

3. Isn't it remarkably quiet 'round the 'hood? Only thing is, my 'hood is forever quiet. I sometimes tell people I live in "swa teng" which translates as "mountain top" in hokkien or teochew. Crickets can't even be bothered to cry over here. It's so permanently quiet, it'd have made a really good retirement home for quiet-loving seniors if they don't mind the sweltering heat and the humidity. But I have friends in ulu-er residential areas still.

I'm guessing I'm still a night creature through and through, cultivated since toddlerhood by my maternal grandma who frequently falls asleep in front of the TV during the 10PM news and conveniently forget to send me to bed until she wakes up again at around midnight. While burning midnight oil was relatively unheard of among 8-year-olds of my time (but the same can't be said for kids nowadays. I feel old.), I was already using calculators for my abacus exercises in the dead of the night. My mom even helps me sometimes. Life didn't get better when I transferred to Ai Tong and they issued one worksheet of ten math sums to do, every single day. Fuck, those were hell. Ten seemingly-simple questions had me running for a calculator even though primary school never involved any electronic devices as far as math is concerned. And these questions frequently caused me to stay up till as late as 1AM just to finish, cross my fingers and hope I got at least 5 questions correct, hit or miss.

Of course, without question secondary school life is lousy with opportunities for midnight oil-burning. We all know so well — staying up till 3 or 4AM just for that last bit of Buddha-leg-hugging for various dumb reasons which include mugging for exams, recovering from writer's block for English, Higher Chinese or Literature essays, and editing scripts that have been written with an eclectic mix of lousy, unconvincing storylines, overused clichés and lots of bad spelling and grammar. It's a miracle how I survived secondary school without developing myopia, astigmatism, schizophrenia, depression, multiple organ failure (especially the brain) and, I don't know, there were so many opportunities for me to want to just jump off a building for the sake of my peers' linguistic abilities and low levels of intelligence.

Now, I stay up simply because night-time is me-time.

2008-03-29T16:28:00.005+08:00

Finally, my friends, THE PLAYER IS UP AND RUNNING. A selection of 12 of my favourites, half of which are under my Most Played list in my iPod Nano. I call it "Anthracite Radio's Top 25". Artists include Linkin Park (what is an Anthracite Radio playlist without LP? LP is almost always everything. ALMOST.), Fort Minor and Mika. I wanted to add more but, let's face it, it's a pretty tedious job to set up a playlist on My Flash Fetish, those who are familiar with that bloody site should know how much work it is to put together a decent playlist that doesn't have broken links, misspelt titles, mistaken song identities and etc.

Life is pretty idyllic for now. Well I think you're sick of hearing me say that over, and over, and over again for the past three or four months.

Argh induction day on 10th April. I hope no socialising is required because I hate socialising with strangers. I don't know why people think I'm so 'outspoken' and whatever bunch of crap, but if you're one of those motherfuckers who think so, I am sorry, but your assumption will remain as it is: an assumption. One famous anecdote my old, balding, grumpy and grouchy PE teacher made two years ago is "When you ASSUME, you make an ass out of you... AND ME!!! ESPECIALLY ME!" Stupid egoistic old fart but yes for once (and perhaps never again) he makes a valid point. So remember - The Unfathomable Lamer is just as afraid as you are!

Something off-topic — Vondy bit my finger so hard it now has two small teeth marks. That's some jaw power coming from a creature smaller than the size of your palm! She then proceeded to do some gongfu and flailed its tiny furry paws at me. Stupid kid, just squeak if you don't feel like hamster treats!

But I still love you Vondy! n_n

How cute is this!!

Peectuure Spahm!

2008-03-28T01:43:00.003+08:00

Ahh. After a good night's sleep, I felt refreshed and recharged for ANOTHER DAY WITH THE SIMS 2!

Today the main attraction is the Byron family. But first, for those who remember Christel Lee,

This is what she looks like now! XD. Look at those eyes.

And now... presenting... THE BYRON FAMILY. They are related to the Lee family via Jake Byron and Deena Lee who are siblings.

They just had a baby boy, Kirby Byron, and while babyhood is seriously boring in The Sims 2, toddlerhood could be a whole lotta fun.

Cecilia: "SHUT UP!!!"

*SMASH*

Nene: "Nooooo!"

Nene: *sigh*

"HALP!"

Sabby: "Hniai stupid kid."

Toy Bin: "Well, we has a boy..."

Toy Bin: "...but I eated him."

And just for the record this is Natalie, Cecilia and Jake's older daughter. She didn't look so good when she was a kid, but now she's quite a looker... especially for a nerd ;D

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST.

Stupid dog! There's a nice, warm, comfy AND EMPTY pet bed nearby, and you choose to sleep on the cold hard floor. How stupid can you get, Nene? Oh and did I forget to add. Under her stats she's supposed to be a "Genius".

That's it for pic spam!

2008-03-27T02:01:00.002+08:00

Waking up in the middle of an idyllic afternoon nap with your heart palpitating, your head full of sweat and feeling like your body and your soul is being forced apart can never be a good thing. It's not funny when you feel like you're on the brink of death every time you close your eyes to sleep.

Falling asleep and dreaming about weird stuff. Usually I don't sleep well.

I just had the weirdest reality-based dream. EVER!

I dreamt that EAxis released a Simpsons edition of The Sims 2. Reality: I like both.

In the dream I apparently lent my aunt the game and I kept wanting to get it back from her. Reality: Four people owe me games, but I'm not really that insistent on wanting them back as I was in my dream. Oh god. In my dream I was going, "Can we go to my aunt's house to get the game back" every five seconds or so.

Later my mum and I went to a bookshop to buy some stuff. I suddenly approached a sales assistant and asked her if they had tape. Reality: I did go to a bookshop and bought tape there. That happened on Monday.

But the stupid woman just said rudely that they didn't have tape and the only place you can find tape is the supermarket. Reality: I went to a supermarket on Monday too.

Now here's the bizarre bit: I bugged my mum to drive me to my aunt's house (who only lives across the street so I don't know why I insisted she drive me there) and ask for the game back. I actually confronted my aunt. And the most ludicrous thing ever was that she gave me, a long-time fan of The Sims, a copy of The Sims Hot Date, thinking I would be bamboozled into believing that was the Simpsons edition of The Sims 2. I was so not. The rest of the dream consisted of much quarrelling and mayhem and ended with everybody siding my aunt and blaming me for kicking up a big fuss over the whole thing. After all, they pointed out that there's only a number's difference between The Sims and The Sims 2.

2008-03-25T18:59:00.002+08:00

Little bitchings that give me away.

1. Xero's Return key keeps falling out, especially when I'm talking to important people on MSN. It's so irritating, but so cute sometimes 'cause that's what makes Xero Xero and not just any 15" MacBook Pro. All the things that I know of him so far and things I have yet to discover. The freezing after running for 72 hours on a charger. That loose Return key that pops out whenever he thinks I'm giving my friends too much attention and not giving him any. The sweet little keys that light up when I sit alone in the dark waiting for something to happen. And how it cracks me up every time I start him up, a wallpaper of LP appears, and all of a sudden five big fat icons pop out and pile themselves on Chester, one on top of the other. And the others are intact.

2. How would you feel if one day you got home and saw your younger cousin sitting on your bed, eating your Pocky, using your fan, wireless and electricity? Luckily my cousin wasn't when he came home to see me do just that. Except he probably didn't see the Pocky. Well never mind. I just got a little more irritating when I pulled out my charger, plugged the fan back, and accidentally shut down his computer. Oops! (He didn't get angry. Phew.)

3. Idealism can make or break you. Idealism in a more extreme form may become escapism.

2008-03-25T15:11:00.002+08:00

Another reason to be angry over Xero: He likes to screw up Linkin Park's Meteora for me. Giving wrong titles and leaving the Composer section blank. WTF!

2008-03-24T02:44:00.002+08:00

Yes, guys.

For once I have succumbed to minimalism.

I got so sick of my blogskins but am too lazy to make any for myself or too arrogant to beg others for a custom-made skin or even use others' skins. So I gave up and decided to use a layout generator. Much simpler.

The music player won't come in until probably tomorrow since I'm really tired and bummed about losing what could've been my best biography ever. ARGH.

So there. Done. For now.

Oh and don't hesitate to "Reading or Leeds?!" me. I need something to do yeah?

Oh and twits. Please re-master your English. And stop asking others to stop infringing whatever little copyright you have left, which is sub-zero. Come on. The only thing that we all have in common is that we are all unique and special.