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What gives?

So this blog has been dying a slow, painful death as of late. Gone are my side-splitting jokes, witty insights on life and self-indulgent humour. "What gives?" you ask. "I DEMAND SIDE-SPLITTING JOKES, WITTY INSIGHTS ON LIFE AND SELF-INDULGENT HUMOUR," you yell (very loudly, I might add). Well, I am afraid that those will be in short supply for a long time to come, as far as I can tell. Life has only gotten busier and busier since SPM ended, and by the looks of things, it isn't letting up very soon. I realized last night as I was lying in bed that I no longer have the luxury of sitting around to think anymore. Granted, I didn't have it back in Form 5 either, it just didn't bother me as much. And along with my contemplation time has gone my inspiration to blog, and patience to sit down and write and rewrite blog posts until they are just right (hence the sloppiness of this post) (also it's 12:19AM and I don't feel very much like a perfectionist at this hour).

That said, here's what has been keeping me from blogging as of late:
- College
- Church
- Band stuff; 2(?) gigs this month, a new member and a new instrument for me
- College
- Driving
- College

And now that I have your attention, I will take another chance to flaunt this thing:



Have a good week.

First Post of The Year.

And about time too, don't you think?

College has been.. busy, to say the least. Loads to do, but I can safely say that I'm having a good time. (Y)



College is very, very win.

You'd think that I'd have loads to say after a month of silence, but you'd be wrong. Or maybe I just don't know where to start. But I have homework to do so you'll have to wait and see.

It has been.. a very eventful nine days.

The last nine days have been crazy. Really crazy. I'd tell you more about it, but there's so much to say that you'd probably lose me halfway. But I will tell you one thing that's been happened: Kaki Dilemma is here to stay.

I can't think of a better way to end the decade.

Hello again.

At around this time of year, it's almost obligatory for fresh school leavers to write posts along the lines of the ending of one chapter and the beginning of another, and similar such things. Apparently, I am not very different from the masses, so here goes.

Secondary school has been good to me. Both of them. As much as I despise the education system, frankly, education has rather taken the backseat for the past five years. I'm not saying that this is how things should be, merely that this is how things were. There are those who will say that they cannot wait to move on from secondary school, but I am not one of them. I'm sure I will come to miss it in years to come, and probably sooner than even I think. So if you're reading this, you're probably one of the people who has helped shape my secondary school life to become what it is. Yes, even if you happen to be among people I hate. And for that service, I thank you.

What a chapter it's been, eh?

I don't like being called "fuck face".

This is by far the most gangsta challenge ever. I'm not sure exactly what I did to provoke him, or if he was having PMS or something, but.. well. Yeah. Gangsta.

And you know what? He was so serious that HE REMOVED ME FROM HIS FRIENDS LIST? :O CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I'M A DEAD MAN.

Daniel Loh, if you're reading this, I've called your bluff. Take your best shot, fat man.

Hey, you know what?

SPM is really different than I expected.

Prose ftw.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I, on the other hand,
Suck at poetry.

Three cheers for premature excitement.

Post-SPM To-Do List (in no order of importance):

- Video games.

- Build my effects pedal-board.

- Nerf.

- Finish all the books I've bought but have yet to read, and then buy some more.

- Movies. A whole bunch.

- Catch up with some old school mates, most likely over video games.

- Sleep all day, and then stay of ALL night, for one night.

- Get some good jamming sessions done. It's been waaaay too long.

- Rock-climbing

Video games to play:

- Modern Warfare 2

- Left 4 Dead 2

- Street Fighter 4

- Call of Duty 5 (NAZI ZOMBIES)

Books to read:

- The Godfather

- And Another Thing...

- The Protector's War

- Infected

- Twilight (I kid you not. I'm finishing this terrible book)

Movies to watch:

- Inglorious Basterds

- Saving Private Ryan

- The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

- District 9

- The original Star Wars trilogy

- Red Dawn

- 2012 (PETER CHAO HERE)

This list will be added to as I continue to build up on premature excitement and think of more things.

I'm too sexy for a car, too sexy for a car, too sexy by far.

That's what I'm telling myself until I get my license.

Hey, remember when I used to be in bed by this time every night? Yeah. Good times.

Muk?

I won't lie to you; This post is totally plagiarized.

You know how Ekans backwards is "snake", 'cos he's a snake?

..And Arbok is "cobra" backwards, because he's a cobra?

Well.. What's Muk?

Round One. FIGHT!

I dug up my old Street Fighter Zero disc today. So many memories. :')

Birdie still rates as the #1 most hilariously-named character. They think up a huge, black punk character and they decide that they should call him Birdie?

Hello!

I'm not dead.

5 Chings of energy.

If more great scientists were Chinese, we'd have Chings and Shuns instead of Newtons and Pascals.

A true exercise in futility.

If you've been reading the news lately, you'd have heard about the dissatisfaction among Singaporeans after our Tourism Minister staked claim to various traditional dishes. Since Malaysians aren't the type to gawk on the sidelines of a good fight (We only do that at road accidents), some started fighting back.

So honestly, does it really matter so much whether your food originated from our country or theirs? I know I've never stopped to think about it when I order a cheeseburger. And you know what? I don't think they have, either.

I think reading the news is making me a cynic.

O HAI.

So Chem tuition's been cancelled last-minute, and all of a sudden I have two hours of free time on my lap. How great is that? So, quick updates:

- My bass amp has been busted for a while now. D:
- I've started reading novels again. I am relieved.
- I'm back on my feet and running again. Let's hope I don't fracture anything else.
- I bought The Resistance. Woo, legal music.
- My hair is longer than usual. (Yes, this is a big deal)

So as you can tell, life is uneventful. I like it.

Also: Guess The Song is now updated, and more fiendishly difficult than ever. Have at it.

Troubled.

When your dreams includes waking up on a school day, putting your alarm on snooze and going back to bed, something is clearly not right.

Context.

Yesterday, a friend of mine lost his father.

And that really just shoves things into context, y'know?

After hearing the news yesterday evening, I was sitting on my bed thinking about things and it really hit me that people (myself included) are placing priority on things that really shouldn't be important at all. You've probably heard by now about the Kanye West/Taylor Swift incident the VMAs. Of course you have; Everyone has. What perplexes me is the sheer amount of people I know who are so passionately angry at Kanye after hearing the news. Is it honestly so important that Kanye is a jerk? If I broke it to them that my friend lost his dad, in all likelihood all they'd do is go "Oh" and the conversation would move on. In comparison to how they reacted to the VMAs, that's just really messed up.

Sure, these people don't know my friend personally, and neither did they know his dad. But do they know Kanye or Taylor? Probably not. And come on, even Taylor Swift would tell you that losing her father would be infinitely more grievous that what happened to her at the VMAs.

Is my message getting through here? 'Cos I really don't know.

What do you think?

Also.

The new place: