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Was Driving Along PIE TWICE, And Both Times They Had To Play "Piao Yi" on 933

2006-08-13T09:59:00.000-07:00

Was Driving Along PIE TWICE, And Both Times They Had To Play "Piao Yi" on 933

Haha, its been a long time since the last post, probably because I've not been logging on to MSN. I've been having a hectic time juggling between school work and dota and other aspects of private life lol, haven't got much time to log online to entertain my friends in the virtual world. Anyway, I think its just me, but whenever i hear such songs when i'm driving, I always tend to enter a fantasy world where I'm Jay Chou drifting. See, its a fantasy all right. Sorry for the late replies, but yeah, I haven't yet decided what to specialise in yet.

Thought I was quite firmly towards surgery, but now I've decided to give myself a chance to explore other options.

Clara, if you all don't know yet, is my GIRLFRIEND!!! I love her to bits haha... Very nice girl, understanding, superb in baking and pretty as well! :) Best of all is that she can stand all the crap coming out of my mouth haha... If you are reading this dear, thank you for bearing with me and loving me all this while! :)

As for appealing to medicine, I'd say due to the fact that the only way you can get in is to hope that pple opt out. And for someone who has written a personal statement, begged for 2 testimonials, went through one nerve-wrecking essay test and 2 rounds of ruthless interviews, I doubt anyone who has secured a place in medicine will want to give up his/her place easily. During my time, all we had were the interviews and essay, hence most of the really smart pple treated the NUS medicine interviews as a form of practise for their other more prestigious scholarship interviews. So well, I'm sorry but chances are really slim this time...

Da Chang Jin Fever!

2006-04-21T09:29:00.000-07:00

오나라 오나라 아주 오나 (Onara Onara Aju Ona), 가다라 가다라 아주 가나 (Gadara Gadara Aju Gana)
(Da Chang Jing Rocks)

Yes yes yes, I've been bitten by the Korean Wave. Now my favourite serial is none other than Da Chang Jin. Sigh, to think I tried to miss the first few episodes in case I got hooked to it. And after watching just half an episode, I got hooked. Sigh, even more addictive than Morphine lol. I guess its just something inside all of us which makes us fascinated with watching shows with an underdog in it and eventually rising up to become the top dog. Of course, the fact that Chang Jin's chio and the food does help as well lah, along with some melodramatic acting haha.

The words are actually the lyrics to the theme song in case you're wondering. Full details can be found at Wikipedia. Haha, yes i'm that crazy a fan. :)

Post Exam Withdrawal Symptoms

2006-04-06T08:08:00.000-07:00

Is Trouble Brewing? You Seem A Little Large... Take It On My Tab! This Is Grisly! I Bring Pandamonium! FOR PANDARIA!!!
(Post Exam Syndrome. I'm Feeling Like A PandaBrewmaster)

Goodness. I think I'm going mad. Actually this "feeling like a Dota character" syndrome has been afflicting me throughout the end of last week, but it reached a peak just before the papers. Sigh, and now that the papers are over, I'm still experiencing these effects... things like an overwhelming urge to shout out Panda Battle Cries, feeling like 3 people stuck within me (Yes, Earth, Wind and Fire) and just plain madness. Lol.
But I'm slowly getting back to normal lah, so don't need to avoid me for fear of me stunning you. Ok, time to go back to Da Chang Jing!

So You Think You Can Dance?

2006-04-04T04:59:00.000-07:00

Ok Ok! I'm Convinced! Mugging Is Much Easier And Less Stressful Than Dancing!
(Goodness, How Many Brain Cells Are Killed During Every Head Spin?!)

Ok, NO I HAVE NOT ATTENDED DANCING LESSONS/ATTEMPTED TO DANCE. All I've done is to watch the new show "So You Think You Can Dance" every Monday at 8.00pm. Its from there that I realise just what people can actually do with their bodies. Its amazing how people can do head spins and somersaults but are unable to do the cha cha properly. Talk about one trick ponies! Anyway, the standards of the dancers are pretty high, and the judges are just as picky (and dare I say Bitchy) as the ones on American Idol. Good entertainment. I give it 3.5 popcorns out of 5. :)

At The End, Class Prevails I Guess...

2006-03-26T08:43:00.000-08:00

Sigh... We are finally out of IFG soccer in the end. We lost 1-0 against Engine Fac on friday in the wild card (ok, can be considered quarter finals) match.

How unfortunate. Engine Fac, the defending IFG champs and with half a team of IVP players could actually end up as the lousiest Group winner. And Medicine being the lousiest Group runner up (ok this is expected, refer to my previous entries for further explanation) have to face them with like 1 former IVP player (yes, I WAS with the IVP team for 2mths)...

Haha, but I'm still proud of the fact that we actually gave a hell of a fight against the much superior Engine Fac team lah. We pushed them all the way to the end (HAHA, more like turtled through 3/4 of the match). But hey, you can say that we defended with our lives, and it was only due to one moment of lapse of concentration that we conceded the single goal.

Oh well, according to Jingxiang and Sunder who were there as supporters of Med Fac/guest commentors, The Engineers were just faster and fitter, not much more skilful. I guess so, but so long as they beat us, I think that's enough for them to be called a good team.

Anyways, its time to look forward to next year! And goodness, I've been forced to take up the role of captaincy next year! That means I've effectively became the team captain/organiser/manager/sponsor/mascot/spokesperson/cheerleader/asshole.
Sigh, next thing you know I'll be formulating some fitness regime and diet plan for every player next year!
Haha, the guys should have seen the way I manage my teams in Championship Manager! Hope they don't regret their decision to appoint a slave driver as captain!

:p, okok I'm spending too much time blogging already. Going back to mug. Tata...

Its A She! Or Is It A... He? Well, Whatever He/She Is, It's A Smart It.

2006-03-20T05:36:00.000-08:00

Oh My God, I Think My Cat's A Hermaphrodite! AND HE/SHE JUST LEARNT HOW TO OPEN THE DOOR!!!
(Can Male Cats Have Nipples?)

Ok, this sounds very dumb from a biological point of view, and considering the fact that I've been taking Bio since sec3, I should be able to answer this question myself. WHAT MAKES A CAT MALE/FEMALE?

I've grown up with the idea that the only way to differentiate a Tommy Cat from a Tabby Cat is via the number and size of nipples (Ok, that's for a kitten, when the lower half of the body's not fully developed yet).

Anyway, that's precisely the reason why I thought that my second cat was a Tabby Cat, as he/she, ah heck let's call it IT had 8 real prominent nipples. As time went by however, the lower part of ITS body began to develop, and that's where the confusion kicks in. I wouldn't want to elaborate, but let's say it's not looking like half the Tabby it used to be. However, it also doesn't look very much Tommy either, so I dare not place my bet on either possibilities. All I can say is: Wait and see how loh... Hopefully IT doesn't start harassing my other cat, which is a Tabby before we can sort out ITS sexuality. But hey, come to think about it, this is a good way to ascertain ITS sexuality, the "reaction to female" test! Sigh, but then again, after Brokeback Mountain and all that, nothing can be confirmed.

Ok, enough of its sexuality. Now let's talk about how smart IT is! According to my mum, IT has actually learnt how to open doors! Scary, like that dinosaur from Jurassic Park! Thankfully we live on the 5th floor, and IT can't just run out of the backyard and get into all sorts of trouble with the other strays out there. Seems like we've gotta start locking the doors already! But you never know, this smart IT Cat may jolly well find the keys. And even if IT doesn't find the keys, IT may learn how to pick the lock!

Ok, now I'm living in my own fantasy world, where Puss In Boots is a reality. Must have been those sets of MicroB notes. If worms are smart enough to stick their butts out of our skin and start laying eggs, who knows how intelligent higher life-forms like cats really are?

Some simple maths on the number of soccer players in Med Fac

2006-03-17T17:50:00.000-08:00

Oh yeah, just wanted to add this point which one of my fellow players made.
Say we have 200 medical students each cohort. That makes 1000 students for all the 5 years. Considering the year 5s are having their final pros, there are only 800 pple available for inter fac games. Considering half of the 800 are girls, we have only 400 guys available. And considering half of the guys in med fac prefer to mug/do cultural stuff/be lazy, we have about 200 guys available for selection for interfac soccer team. And considering about half of these pple do not really play soccer, we are down to the final 100.
To find 18 outstanding players in a pool of 100... Yes, the odds are indeed against us...

A Tale Of 2 Matches, And A Movie Outing In Between

2006-03-17T16:46:00.000-08:00

Wow, its been quite an active week for me so far.
After that freaking busy Open House weekend, I had 2 IFG soccer matches against Arts Fac and Business Fac on Tues and Fri respectively.

The match against Arts Fac was totally totally horrible! We lost 4-0, no thanks to the absence of one of our key defenders Jegga, an M4 who had chosen just the right time to pull his calf just before the start of IFG! Goodness, the Arts players were just tearing us apart with their rapid passing style of play. I was damn sad for the second goal loh. I did something like the save of the season, only to see the ball being kicked back into my goal on the rebound. Sigh, some more the third goal we considered was an own goal, something like what Thiago Motta did against Chelsea. But however, we did our decent chances lah... we did hit the post and we had some low corners flashing across the goal waiting for someone to tap the ball in.

Anyway, the match against Business Fac was so much better. After a pep talk by Captain Mingwei, where we were told that we'll be heavily underestimated/this is the match of our lives/must whack them/must win to stay in competition/make it a good 4-0 thrashing to ensure our continued presence in the competion, everyone was pretty psyched up. After a few jittery opening minutes, we actually managed to score a goal! It was quite a surprise for me, for never in my wildest dreams would i believe that us, the small half-fit amateurish muggies from Med fac, can actually score against a skilful and supposedly 'seeded' team like Business fac! By the time we were 3-0 up (and that was at half time!) I thought I was in heaven. I guess our all-out/do or die/gungho style of play actually scared off the pants of the Business players! Haha, they were spending more time kaopeing the referee than focussing on the game! Anyway, they pulled their socks up in the second half and scored their only goal of the match, conveniently robbing me of my clean sheet bonus (Kristanto promised the entire defence a dinner treat should we keep a clean sheet, lucky clown), no thanks to the referee who can't understand the meaning of off-side. But on the whole, it was an outstanding performance and we really deserved to win by more than 3 goals. Thanks Sunder and Claris for coming down to support us, at least for the 1st half!
Whether or not we qualify for the next round depends on the results between Arts and Business. If Arts win or draws, we'll be in. If Business wins, we're out. Judging by their performances, if Arts really win, there must be some conspiracy going on. So well, chances are we'll make it! There goes my mugging time for the rest of the week... :(

Oh in between the 2 matches, I went for a movie outing at Marina Sq to watch "Big Momma's House 2" (BMH2) with Clara on Wednesday! Oh well, actually Ouyang tried to ask me out to watch Brokeback on the same day as well, but I decided that:
1. I am still underage and shall not risk it due to my childish face (every parent who approached me during Open House thought I was a yr 1 medical student) 2. It is just so wrong for 2 guys to be going to watch a gay movie together.

Anyway I had already the prior appointment with Clara, so it made it much easier to reject Ouyang's erm "date" (Okok, Ouyang's straight. I'm just bashing him for not considering the nature of the movie when he asked me to watch the movie. I would be perfectly fine watching things like BMH 2 or even Date Movie with him). BMH2 was not bad and pretty understandable, considering I did not watch BMH1. It does have some meaning behind all those funny stuff you see on the trailers, things like importance of parental love, teenage delinquence and not judging stuff based on their covers. But on the whole, it is a comedy and we had quite a few laughs as well.

After the movie, we went for a tour around the newly renovated Marina Sq. To my surprise the place actually seems smaller, for we kept going back to the same place where we started our tour. Maybe it was because we kept talking and did not keep an eye as to where we were heading, or maybe it was because my impression of the large Marina Square was imprinted into me when I was like 10 (just before my journey and migration to the West). Anyway, we decided that Marina Sq wasn't big enough for the both of us and we ended up walking around Suntec City as well!

Interestingly, Clara found it awkward to do her shopping with me hanging around, comparing my presence to that of her dad! I suppose that's a considerate thought too, considering how my previous class girls will just leave me outside MANGO to entertain myself while they do their shopping. I'm ok with tagging along with girls for their shopping trips lah, just so long as they do not bring me to those lingerie and bikini sections and ask me to wait for them there while they try on the erm, clothes (yes, I was actually dragged to such places before, so PAISEH!!!!) But on the whole it was an enjoyable day lah, spent most of the time walking around aimlessly and talking.

And guess who we met on the way to the MRT station? None other than Ouyang himself! Talk about coincidences. Thankfully Clara was still there and I didn't really have to explain myself about my rejection of his "date". Haha, guess he understood.

Anyway, on our way home, I got stopped by a female MRT control station staff for a spot check on my bag. Sigh, so now I have the potential suicide bomber/terrorist look. The worse thing is that she didn't even bother to look at what was inside my bag after I opened it! She just ushered me to a table nearby, made me open the bag and said I could go almost immediately! I mean, if you really suspect someone to be a terrorist, at least make an effort to go through his stuff lah! Its as if she just disliked my look and decided that "Hey, I'll just go up there and show him who's the boss and scare the living daylights out of him by demanding to check his bag." And Clara seemed highly amused by the entire incident, but thankfully she reassured me by saying, "well, it could be anyone you know." Yeah sure. Imagine if I had kept a goatie like what Chua recommended ("To go along with your funky haircut, makes you look like a real MAN!"), I won't be able to take public transport anymore without any bus conductor/mrt control station staff/taxi driver/cable car ticketing staff/trishaw rider demanding to conduct a strip search on me!

Alrighty, that concludes another lengthy lengthy entry. Maybe I should make this blog a weekly round up of my life, in order to save some time mugging, hahaha. Aiyah, I think blog writing comes about with some sort of "ling gan". When you feel like writing, nothing can suppress your desires to write... hope it didn't come out wrongly. For now, its back to mugging! Tata...

I'm really ok... Just updating on my MSN nicks

2006-03-14T09:11:00.000-08:00

The CAs Are Done... But The Heartache Lives On Inside...
(And Who's The One They're Clinging To, Instead Of Me Tonight?)

Ok, when I had this nick, I just finished my CAs and was expecting to fail a few papers, notably my MicroB paper. But now I'm better knowing that I actually passed the paper! Haha, so now the heartache's gone! So haha, I'm alright i'm alright. Just wanted to change to a new nickname that's all!

So boliao right? :)

NUS Open House: The Invasion Of The Medicine Booth

2006-03-13T15:11:00.000-08:00

Alright! After 2 days of hardwork at the NUS Open House as the "poster" boy for YLL School Of Medicine (along with guys like CheeMeng, Mark Sim, Shaohui, Victor Lee and gals like Yee Lin and M4 Shijia), I can finally look forward to smiling at the additional $$$ appearing in my bankbook by the end of the month! Muaahahahhaha!

Ok, so we weren't really poster boys/gals, just helpers who were supposed to offer our brochures and answer any queries regarding our beloved YLL School Of Medicine to any interested parties. Thought it'll be quite slack, turns out that every other person visiting the open house wants to be/wants their child to be/wants to irritate doctors. The medicine booth was flooded from the very first minute of Day 1. The crowd was so huge, we actually had to ration the number of brochures given out in order to save up for the rest of the day (actually, to save up for the period of time just after the faculty talks, during which our dear manager Febrita foresaw a tide of people so huge that we can only push them back by throwing our brochures at them.) It doesn't help that our brochures happens to be the best looking and most elaborate looking ones in the entire fair (Ok, so now the truth about where the $200 million went to is out!).

Anyway, the crowd on the first day was bigger, and they consists of mainly students who were really interested in Medicine. The crowd on the second day was not as big, but still quite huge during the peak periods, and they mainly consists of anxious parents wanting to get their child into medicine no matter what (Scary...)

There was this kid on the first day who came in crutches but was totally totally serious/desperate to get into medicine. He hung around the booth for the entire morning, spoke to our admissions officer for almost an hour, took down notes after every sentence and came back again in the afternoon. Ok, passion is one thing, but I think this is going into obsession loh. Damn worried for him, dunno what he'll do if he does not get in...

The general questions asked were standard stuff:
What's the REALISTIC entry criteria?
What kind of questions they ask you during interview and essay?
What do you think they are looking out for?
What's life like as a medical student?
What do you guys study in medicine?

Ok lah, all these questions are valid, things which I feel are reasonable. The more irritating questions are those like "I got 4As and a GP C5, do you think I make it?"(yes yes, we got mistaken as fortune tellers) and "How did you answer your questions? Why do you think they chose you instead of the others?" (shameless leechers)

For the first question, I keep telling them that its all based on competition and realistically speaking, chances are the top 700 shortlisted for intereview will have 3As and a decent GP grade (B3 and better). At least I give them hope by asking them to try, not like Prof Koh Dow Roon, "C5 ah... i don't really think you make the cut. Can try the other faculties instead." Brutally honest, but shattering to the hearts of a hopeful 17/18 year old.

The second question always bugs me, simply because its the PARENTS who keep asking this question. Haha, I don't really know what to say sometimes, simply because I FAILED MY INTERVIEW!!! (for those who don't know, I was one of the lucky few who got into Medicine through appeal)

So haha, dunno whether I should just keep my mouth shut and tell them that its not right to reveal my answers or to happily tell them what I said during the interview and let them DIE just like me! Hahahaha...

Thankfully, I decided not to sabo them and just tell the parents that its wrong to reveal the answers to them as it will not be fair to the rest of the thousands applying for medicine this year. But there was this parent who kept bugging us, almost causing Chee Meng to flair up. She actually approached everyone of us to ask us about our questions and answers loh. Talk about Desperate Houswives...

Its also scary when these parents come up to us and ask us for our names and stuff like that. It doesn't help to have our names printed out on our passes hanging on our necks, can't give them a fake name and smoke them out. What if their kid does not get in and they decide to sue us for giving false info?! Argh!!!!! Any lawyer friends out there willing to take up my case? I swear I never revealed any answers, just the questions!

Ok, enough of the stressful stuff. On the whole its been quite a fun experience as well! During the off-peak periods, all of us spent some time crapping and playing with balloons (we were trying to keep this NUS lion floating in position using balloons and of course, getting high on helium!). We also had juniors and friends coming around to visit and entertain us (or rather make us waste more saliva on them).

Our manager Febrita was also very funny. Not only does she plays DOTA (Her team took part in some WCG competition, must be quite pro), she made us order more stuff for lunch on the second day, which was Mac's delivery. Actually I only ordered a Big Mac meal and a foldover, but due to some prompting from Febrita, I ended up with 1 more Mcflurry, and upsized meal and 1 9 piece Mcdippers. Haha, in the end we ordered too much and had too little time to eat, so the food was left in the cold for 2-3 hrs before we could reach them. Spent the rest of the day munching on soggy fries and soggy mcDippers, sigh...

We also had lots of freebies to take away at the end of the day! T-shirts, water bottles, swiss army knives, paper weights, lions... Talk about cheaponess!

Wah shit, this is getting too long winded. Ok ok, for more info about entry into med fac, please refer to the NUS official website for more details! Good bye.

CA MADNESS IS OVER!!!!

2006-03-10T09:06:00.000-08:00

Somebody Kill Me... I Promise To Give You The Winning Numbers For The Next 4D Opening In Your Dreams!
(Will You Be My One-Eye-Dragon? Don't Need To Shoot 7 Times, Once In The Heart Can Already)

Ok, so now you think I'm suicidal? Actually I was in a pretty light-hearted albeit twisted mood for the past week, what with the stupid MicroB and Pathology papers driving me nuts! Haha, but I'm not the type to commit suicide I guess (not helped by stories of suicide victims ending up as wandering spirits whose souls are doomed to spend the rest of eternity on Earth! GASP! *_*)

Anyway, I thought out a brilliant plan, get someone to finish me off mafia style (ala One-Eye-Dragon gunning down KTV lounge owner case). To make things better, we can get another willing party and create a scene just like that in Infernal Affairs (where dumb sergeant getting killed and taking the rap after "I'm also a policeman!" Andy Lau finishes off "I'm the original policeman!" Tony Leung). Ingenious right? Then some more I'll tuo1 meng4 (translation: using a dream) to the person who killed me the winning digits to 4D. Its a Win-Win-Win situation! AHAHAHAHA

Ok, bad idea actually. I'M JUST JOKING! I'M JUST JOKING! Heck, dunno why pple actually take me seriously at times like these. Like my dad. Sigh, ever since he's discovered the wonders of MSN, he's been so concerned about my nicknames, wondering if I'm dead serious about it.

Dad: " So you're really going to give me the 4D numbers after you die?"
Larry: "..."
Dad: " Are you ok? You've been acting strangely recently? Are you stressed up?"
Larry: "That's probably because I have 5 CAs in 2 weeks..."
Dad: "Ok, but that's not a reason to want to kill yourself!"
Larry: "Lol... You think I'm serious?"
Dad: "Yeah, otherwise you won't put such things on MSN."
Larry: "Ok, then just shoot me now."

Sigh, if all MSN nicks were serious, God knows how many bankrupts/suicides/scandals/pimps/possessed pple/demons/eunuchs are out there among my dear friends. (All the characters mentioned above are based on my observations. If they happen to describe anyone of you guys/gals out there who are alive, dead or missing, it is purely coincidental and only what I see in your nicknames. Sorry!)

Oh well, time to spam more stuff on the blog instead! Anyway, now that CAs are over, I guess I'll return to the solely light-hearted and normal Larry again! Time for soccer, open house, UCC, Aikido, movies and DOTA! Yes! LIFE IS GOOD!

(P.S. Yes yes, you'll see me back in the unstable mode again in 2 weeks time, when the 2nd Pros approach. Don't worry I'll be fine, just a little wonky!)

Proper Translation for Shan Hu Hai

2006-03-05T02:25:00.000-08:00

Ok, to my non-chinese and kantang readers out there, the proper translation is out! Thanks Joey for your translation! And yes, this proves that your chinese is more powerful than mine.

I turn and leave Can't talk about the break
The seabird and the fish - their love was a mistake.
The divide remains.
Tiny grains of dirt Blown on the wind heap up a pile of hurt.
(I turn and leave, can't talk about the break,And sudden pallor steals the bright blue of the lake.We were too closed, too foolish for a while,Can't conjure back the warmth, nor force a smile -Love deep-drowned in the sough.)

Now that its in English, I actually understand the song better, or at least the chorus part. Tsk tsk, hai... Sad sad song, that's why love got any divides must sort out early, cannot let the grains pile up till it forms a dust ball, precipitating hurt in the form of... well, maybe asthma! Then if you feeling foolish and closed in love, must stop acting smart and doing things your way and force out a smile. Instead must be smarter and start gathering firewood so that it'll be easier to conjure back the warmth when you feel that its about to be grow cold! Haha, that's it! Ok, now its time to listen the song again with understanding and continue mugging!

Jay Chou's 珊瑚海

2006-03-04T09:08:00.000-08:00

转身离开, 分手说不出来, 海鸟跟鱼相爱只是一场意外, 我们的爱差异一直存在, 风中真埃竟累积成伤害
(转身离开分手说不出来, 蔚蓝的珊瑚海错过瞬间苍白, 当初彼此不够成熟坦白, ,热情不再笑容勉强不来, 爱深埋珊瑚海)

Ok, sorry for the chinese words! Haha, Jay Chou's done it again! Yet another chart topping uber nice duet. But his lyrics are damn chim... To quote one of my friends whom we'll just call wee wee, "Jay Chou's songs are nice! But if you want to understand the lyrics, you might as well go and take C Lit!"
Haha, true true. Might as well take a lesson on lip-reading to decipher what are the words coming out of his mouth as well right? Otherwise very stressful leh, everytime listen to him have to follow by reading lyrics. Like that how to enjoy the MTV???
Ah heck I'm now sounding like a pre pubertal teenage girl infatuated with some pop idol. Ok, better stop crapping.
For the benefit of all the non-chinese and kantangs (sorry guys/gals, but look on the bright side, Mr and Mrs Potato look cute too!) out there, the lyrics roughly translates as:
"Turning and leaving, can't bear to say break-up, the love between the sea bird and the fish was a mistake..." then dunno what "our love still there... pile up become hurt..."
As you can see, I'm no C lit student. So any Chinese very uber ones can help translate properly? Thanks!

Life In Medical School

2006-02-25T05:28:00.000-08:00

Exam Stress, Increasing School Fees, Attitude Problems, Classroom Politics... Why Isn't There A Drama On Medical Students?
(Anyone Interested In Making A Drama With Me?)

That just about sums up life in Medical School now. Seriously, we can make something like "Grey's Anatomy: Back In Medical School", or "Scrubs, Before The Scrubs". That'll be real interesting. Oh well, time to head back for the books. Hope the olive branch can be extended peacefully between the two warring parties, without it being snatched, have the olives plucked out, eaten, and have the shells being spit back.

Found My First Love!

2006-02-20T07:17:00.000-08:00

Oh My Goodness, BrokeNote Mountain, A Tale Of The Tone-Deaf Cowboy... American Idol's Getting Really Interesting
(Garet Johnson's Funny, Too Bad He's Out Already)

Shucks, I've turned back to my very first love for comfort, who happens to be... THE TV!
Hahaha, if it has kept me entertained for the first 18 years of my life, how can I ever forsake it for anything else?
Time for some catching up! ahaha....

Waiting for my star to come...

2006-02-15T06:02:00.000-08:00

Wishing On A Dream That Seems Far Off, Hoping It Will Come Today...
(Into The Starlit Night, Foolish Dreamers Turn Their Gaze, Waiting On A Shooting Star...)

Haha. One of my favourite songs, "Wind's nocturne". Am I still a foolish dreamer yet to find my star? Or am I an even bigger idiot who has seen the star but refuse to accept it due to the crater present on it? Sigh... only time will tell...

Calm after the storm

2006-02-10T18:41:00.000-08:00

Breathing The Fresh Air Of The Night Sky, Searching For The Person Who's Really Meant To Be
(Among The Millions Out There, Could There Be The One Truely For Me To Love?)

Haha, feeling calm and collected again. Now its back to the waiting game again. Searching for the perfect one... But in the meantime, MUG MUG MUG!

Frustration?

2006-02-03T21:29:00.000-08:00

I Guess That This Is Where We've Come To. If You Don't Want To, Then You Don't Have To Believe Me.
(But I Won't Be There When You Go Down, Just So You Know Now, You're On Your Own Now Believe Me.)

Lyrics to Fort Minor's Believe Me. Well well well, maybe I'm filled with bloodlust again. Guess its yet another passing phase on the way to growing up to a healthy young man. :)

Anyway yeah, this song is dedicated to me myself and I, for believing in achieving perfection in an imperfect world.

American Idol Proves One Thing At Least, That SOME Americans Have Egos As Enormous As Themselves

2006-02-03T09:20:00.000-08:00

American Idol Proves One Thing At Least, That SOME Americans Have Egos As Enormous As Themselves
(Sleep Is A Paradox... It Is The Most Unproductive Period Of Time, And Yet We Are Encouraged To Spend 1/3 Of Our Lives Doing It)

Yup, American Idol is back again with more madness and fun! Stay tuned to find out more! AHAHAHAHA

A New Beginning...

2006-02-02T01:20:00.000-08:00

Any Connection Between Your Reality And Mine Is Purely Coincidental
(I Will Always Treasure The Initial Misconceptions I Had About You)

Well well well... Finally I've decided to let go. However, some things in me have changed and I may require time to recover. Actually I've recovered fairly well, knowing that its the right decision to make. I just hope that I'll be able to move on with life and find happy love eventually, for I still believe in it and want to prove that it still exists.
Anyone game enough to try it with me? Haha, sorry going mad again. Time to log off...

Change In Atmosphere?

2006-01-20T16:31:00.000-08:00

Any Connection Between Your Reality And Mine Is Purely Coincidential
(Life Is Sexually Transmitted)

Haha, seems like I'm finally seeing the lighter side of things. Oh well, life goes on right? So yeah, live with the world man! Just hope I don't end up feeling like killing myself again should the next obstacle come about in life! (Don't worry, I'm only moaning. I do not really have the guts and sense of irresponsibility to make everyone around me sad :)) Wish me luck!

Time To Change The Way I Lead My LIfe?

2006-01-13T19:32:00.000-08:00

Hardworking+Emotional+Stressed + Accomodating+Naive + Idealistic+Disciplined+Integrity+Old-School+Trusting = HE'S AN IDIOT
(Time To Change The Way I Lead My Life?)

Haha... yes indeed. Time to adapt to the cruel world out there I suppose...

Do we really need religion to have moral values?

2006-01-13T09:31:00.000-08:00

Is there really a need to depend on religion to incalcate moral values in human beings? Is human nature so bad that self discipline and self control are unable to prevent one from committing wrongdoing?
Well, I do believe in the power of the human will. When one really believes in something which is right, he or she will be able to keep to it if he or she has the will to do so.
Human weakness is not an excuse, and neither is immaturity.
Religion is a booster, something which backs up what one should be feeling is right. It shouldn't be the sole reason for doing things which are deemed to be right.
Oh well, I guess it all boils down the the fundamentals of a person.
If a person by nature is upright, no matter what kind of environment he or she is brought up in, he or she will never waver.
But if the otherwise is true, no matter how perfect an environment or how strong one's faith in religion is, he or she will somehow waver in the end.
Oh by the way, I'm a Christian. And to tell the truth, even before becoming one I do have a set of values to uphold which are probably too idealistic to be fulfilled in the world we live in now.
Indeed, the idealist shall suffer a worse fate than death should he or she fail to adapt. He or she will find life meaningless once their idealisms are shattered, and the only way to go on living is to learn to accept the fact that no man is an island, and the only way to survive today is to learn to let go of certain things in which perfection can never be attained.

Emotionless State?

2006-01-09T10:14:00.000-08:00

What Is Enlightenment? It Is A State When You Become Amoeba-Like, With No Feelings At All And Live Your Life As An Asexual Being
(No Sadness, No Happiness. No Suffering, No Smiling. No Pain, No Gain...)

Yup, no feelings at all. Feelings are the root of all problems. They lead you to doing things against logic and sensibility. Feelings are evil...

Prayer

2006-01-06T11:19:00.000-08:00

Out In The Storm, I Play With The Winter, Shout To The Winds And Wait For Spring...
(You gave to me the day of my lifetime,Taught me to love, taught me to fly)

Lyrics from The Bird And The Child (L'oiseau et l'enfant )

May I be able to play with the winter while out in the storm
And that I can shout to the winds and await patiently for spring...

1st Entry: Depression

2006-01-05T19:08:00.000-08:00

Strumming My Pain With Her Fingers, Singing My Life With Her Words, Killing Me Softly With Her Song
(A Face On A Lover With A Fire In His Heart, A Man Under Cover But You Tore Me Apart)

"Love can be kind and can be sweet,
But the pain is greater if its too deep.
Sinking into it is like a curse,
But pulling out is even worse.
Truths are always hard to bear,
But why do I even have to care?
Why are things just not as they seem,
But are stabbing at my heart like a pin.
Things are not as perfect as they look like,
Only from the inside will be seen the slight"
-Larry The Depressed

What this blog is all about? Why am I putting it up?

2006-01-05T10:36:00.000-08:00

I guess I'm just going nuts. Oh well, I guess it'll help with a little bit of ranting here and there on this blog. Anyway yeah, do not expect much, it'll be mainly collections of my ever changing MSN nickname, which reflects a lot on how I'm feeling at that point of time. But if I'm really feeling strongly about something, I'll put it up as well. So yup. Thanks for reading and yeah, please take everything I say with a pinch of salt. :)