I have this feeling I'm going to come back and get hooked onto blogging. What's up man, I gotta grow out of this. Eighteen, come on, blogging is child's play. But too bad I'm still going to stick around. Blogging is seriously like my pensieve now, my brain's probably flooded any minute without extracting these memories out of my head. Cause there's so much going on with my life right now, and I'm no longer chained by the stupid A' levels. And "stupid" isn't said with a lack of vocabulary - education in Singapore's come to this point whereby it's really just snowballing without any real purpose. A generation on and our kids will have fucking zero SOL, they'll be studying every single moment of their lives that they can recall. But this is a whole blog post altogether and I'm not going to blabber about it now. I recall having this conversation at Gavin's house a couple of days ago.

Anyway, it's 1.37AM right now and the only reason why I'm blogging is because I gotta get these swirling thoughts out of my head, otherwise I'm never going to fall asleep and then tomorrow I wouldn't reach Harbourfront at 9am sharp and I'll lose out on some juicy news Sandra's supposed to tell me and also I'll be... late. Like you know, it's never nice to be late. Plus I'm bloody excited for tomorrow (dude, I haven't been in Sentosa for as long as I can remember) so yeah. Great day/week/months ahead.

I've been reading The Time Traveler's Wife these few days. I just wanted to upload and frame up the photo on top of this paragraph, but right before I realized my password Photobucket banned me from signing in cause I made too many failed attempts. Screw Photobucket. In any case, you could Google for picture if you're really... philistine. Sorry not very appropriate but in any case I wanna show off vocab that I actually studied for GP but didn't get to use. Oh, yeah, I did study (at least a day) for GP. Everyone does that here, too bad. But well, it's a great book. I'm only halfway through it but it's really good. The kind of love novel which isn't so cheesy (and boringly expected) that it's only meant for girls who crave vampire bites from white muscular guys, but yet completely make you want to fall in love. I mean, I'm 99% sure I want to marry Clare if I met her. And woah Audrey Niffenegger does a bloody good perspective of Henry. All the narration in Henry's viewpoints, it's those small guy things which you think girls won't think of, it's all in there. Salute, (wo)man. After watching Harry Potter today, the image of Ginny kinda got stuck onto Clare's face though. The whole lighthearted, orange-haired look with freckles. Still does fine as a wife.

And a bit about Harry Potter - I don't know if I'm the only one feeling it, but the director (or J.K. Rowling) must have been doing a bloody good job cause I'm getting all these deja vu of all the places in Harry Potter. I've a feeling Rowling described them well, and the whole producing team did a great job of capturing the scenes. And it's not even about the scenes possibly appearing in the previous movies, cause I've got these sentiments ever since the first movie. Mcgonagall, for example, was a perfect extract from my imagination. They just turned my entire imagination into a movie.

I get the sense I'm starting to bore you with this load I'm pouring off here, and I just had my second yawn so that signals easy sleep after this. I'll be here again before you know it.
P.S. I'm going to change my layout soon. I'm bored of these colours. I want something more sketchy. I'll do it as soon as I get time enough to do it.

Today's the day I tear myself apart from all Mandarin music, to make space for the less-mainstream music junkie I'm going to become. Haha, no but really, I just deleted all my Mandarin music from my iPod Touch so I'm just left with Hebe's latest album. K-pop / J-pop stays, unfortunately. I don't want to become an angmoh kantang and I'm totally proud of my Chinese roots. But as the Chinese say it, if the old doesn't go, the new wouldn't come. That's a direct translation, I'm sorry my linguistic abilities can't take me to any rephrasing which suits better. Oh yeah so I Googled: Be off with the old, on with the new. Thank you very much.

So yeah, this is 1.5GB of space currently inviting all the new tunes from White Rabbits (check them out, British Alternative Punk), a bit of Jazz, still the usual Glee and others. I think it wouldn't last till May next year (where I officially lose my life and stop having new music). So in the meantime I'm contemplating between an iPod Classic, a new iPod Touch (which unfortunately has a camera and cannot be brought into camp) or a second hand iPod Touch in fair condition (at least 32GB). Thinking about it, scrape the Classic. Not in hot pursuit though, pretty much out of cash at the moment. There's still a set of dailies (lenses) to buy, new clothes and everything else to... sustain my life till May.

OHGOD speaking about white rabbits and Chinese roots - eh it's a total coincidence I didn't plan to link to this - there's this fucking slut who deserves to die. Sat on and flattened a rabbit in joy. That bitch, fucking Chinese bitch. Link here: China Hush - Young Girl Abuses and Kills Little Rabbit, but really don't fucking click on it unless you're extremely strong hearted. I mean, it's a billion times worse than hearing scary back-masking tunes. I only saw pictures and I was extremely freaked out, and weirded out. There's a fucking video, shit. The 3 bitches took a fucking video. But you could go to the site, check it out for other news. If the Chinese govt. found out about it, I can be damned sure it's the first to be banned on their list.

On a lighter note, my favourite American ah-lian:

I'm just about on the brink of deleting my Facebook account. But I'm too superficial to do it. Seriously, I think currently, right now, it's the biggest motivation killer. I'm on Facebook everyday and I almost fucking hate myself for it. It's forming that little blood-sucker behind my neck and it's drawing up all my drive. I could have a thousand people telling me it's alright and A level's going to be over soon but Facebook would just fuck everything up.

I go on Facebook and I see everyone else having a life and I feel sad. Facebook's made that way huh, friends with greatest activity get the spotlight on your news feed and then - you feel inferior. Enough is never enough, you're just never going to stop doing cross comparisons between yourself and others, between him and her, between them and us. It's a bloody happiness vacuum. For the time you're stuck at home half heartedly, unable to gather enough motivation to say "screw off Internet, I'm going to study now" and too sane to go "fuck the A' levels". And then your only channel of possible "life" is Facebook and you feel like a loser, your seniors are out there having fun, your juniors are doing things worthwhile with their lives. You don't see the rest who are feeling the same as you, and you forget that you're not alone in this fight. Nevermind, I'm going to be too cool for that pathetic site after the As, I won't have time to spare there any longer.

My 18th birthday was almost completely empty, thanks to the As and sucky Physics paper. Except for the night before physics when I finally felt the stress A levels were supposed to bring, birthday messages from some you'd least expect totally helped. Oh and of all people I wanna thank Ben Zhang specially, eh I dunno why but I think you just got the right timing or something. Super helped, dude.

Yeah, one and a half years ago I decided with LY that we'll keep our birthdays on Facebook hidden cause flooded walls are flooded with superficiality. Okay, that's a bit extreme but I mean, honestly speaking those are about 80% of non-genuineness huh. I do it sometimes too but I've always tried to control myself - depends on my mood really. But anyway I hate it that Facebook's over-controlling my life. Honestly an empty wall during your birthday makes you feel like crap, tempts you to just sneakily reveal your birth-date but I suck it in and control. I said I wouldn't be superficial. At least I know those of you who messaged are those who really care, (even though some of you were reminded by others right, but haha) and I genuinely thank you for it.

No more Facebook for the next 4 days. I now make an oath and will follow what I promised.

On a side note, Inch Chua has officially replaced Zee Avi as the best local (or regional) acoustic girl in my heart. "Hurt" and "Wallflower"'s pretty emo and I pretty like it. The cheerful songs have some good tunes too, really. Some day if she's ever going to perform at Timbre, I'm going to be there.

P.S. FUUUUUU I just found out she opened for 53A at Substation when I was typing this yesterday (Friday). FUUUUUU A levels. I should have gone anyway the whole of yesterday was chat and relax in school and I came home to chat online and I slept at 3am anyway. Could have been an Timbre and back home and sleep at the same time. FUUUUUU

Just look into his eyes. His expressions. He totally feels for the song and it's so... nice to watch. I'm in love with him his songs. I've just looped that more than 10 times while surfing the internet. I wish I could be sitting there on the hill-top listening to him sing. Honestly, A' levels in 7 days, I don't know what I'm doing right now. Think I'm quite spaced out. Getting out of house later, people like me who lack control should get out of the house. Anyway,

On September 9, 2010, Brandon said he was missing the band and hopes to rejoin them in 2011.

I hope they fucking world tours again. Don't skip out on Singapore again. I have to go to the Killers' concert at least once in my life. Before I die, or Brandon Flowers die.

I have this feeling I'm going to come back and get hooked onto blogging. What's up man, I gotta grow out of this. Eighteen, come on, blogging is child's play. But too bad I'm still going to stick around. Blogging is seriously like my pensieve now, my brain's probably flooded any minute without extracting these memories out of my head. Cause there's so much going on with my life right now, and I'm no longer chained by the stupid A' levels. And "stupid" isn't said with a lack of vocabulary - education in Singapore's come to this point whereby it's really just snowballing without any real purpose. A generation on and our kids will have fucking zero SOL, they'll be studying every single moment of their lives that they can recall. But this is a whole blog post altogether and I'm not going to blabber about it now. I recall having this conversation at Gavin's house a couple of days ago.

Anyway, it's 1.37AM right now and the only reason why I'm blogging is because I gotta get these swirling thoughts out of my head, otherwise I'm never going to fall asleep and then tomorrow I wouldn't reach Harbourfront at 9am sharp and I'll lose out on some juicy news Sandra's supposed to tell me and also I'll be... late. Like you know, it's never nice to be late. Plus I'm bloody excited for tomorrow (dude, I haven't been in Sentosa for as long as I can remember) so yeah. Great day/week/months ahead.

I've been reading The Time Traveler's Wife these few days. I just wanted to upload and frame up the photo on top of this paragraph, but right before I realized my password Photobucket banned me from signing in cause I made too many failed attempts. Screw Photobucket. In any case, you could Google for picture if you're really... philistine. Sorry not very appropriate but in any case I wanna show off vocab that I actually studied for GP but didn't get to use. Oh, yeah, I did study (at least a day) for GP. Everyone does that here, too bad. But well, it's a great book. I'm only halfway through it but it's really good. The kind of love novel which isn't so cheesy (and boringly expected) that it's only meant for girls who crave vampire bites from white muscular guys, but yet completely make you want to fall in love. I mean, I'm 99% sure I want to marry Clare if I met her. And woah Audrey Niffenegger does a bloody good perspective of Henry. All the narration in Henry's viewpoints, it's those small guy things which you think girls won't think of, it's all in there. Salute, (wo)man. After watching Harry Potter today, the image of Ginny kinda got stuck onto Clare's face though. The whole lighthearted, orange-haired look with freckles. Still does fine as a wife.

And a bit about Harry Potter - I don't know if I'm the only one feeling it, but the director (or J.K. Rowling) must have been doing a bloody good job cause I'm getting all these deja vu of all the places in Harry Potter. I've a feeling Rowling described them well, and the whole producing team did a great job of capturing the scenes. And it's not even about the scenes possibly appearing in the previous movies, cause I've got these sentiments ever since the first movie. Mcgonagall, for example, was a perfect extract from my imagination. They just turned my entire imagination into a movie.

I get the sense I'm starting to bore you with this load I'm pouring off here, and I just had my second yawn so that signals easy sleep after this. I'll be here again before you know it.
P.S. I'm going to change my layout soon. I'm bored of these colours. I want something more sketchy. I'll do it as soon as I get time enough to do it.

Today's the day I tear myself apart from all Mandarin music, to make space for the less-mainstream music junkie I'm going to become. Haha, no but really, I just deleted all my Mandarin music from my iPod Touch so I'm just left with Hebe's latest album. K-pop / J-pop stays, unfortunately. I don't want to become an angmoh kantang and I'm totally proud of my Chinese roots. But as the Chinese say it, if the old doesn't go, the new wouldn't come. That's a direct translation, I'm sorry my linguistic abilities can't take me to any rephrasing which suits better. Oh yeah so I Googled: Be off with the old, on with the new. Thank you very much.

So yeah, this is 1.5GB of space currently inviting all the new tunes from White Rabbits (check them out, British Alternative Punk), a bit of Jazz, still the usual Glee and others. I think it wouldn't last till May next year (where I officially lose my life and stop having new music). So in the meantime I'm contemplating between an iPod Classic, a new iPod Touch (which unfortunately has a camera and cannot be brought into camp) or a second hand iPod Touch in fair condition (at least 32GB). Thinking about it, scrape the Classic. Not in hot pursuit though, pretty much out of cash at the moment. There's still a set of dailies (lenses) to buy, new clothes and everything else to... sustain my life till May.

OHGOD speaking about white rabbits and Chinese roots - eh it's a total coincidence I didn't plan to link to this - there's this fucking slut who deserves to die. Sat on and flattened a rabbit in joy. That bitch, fucking Chinese bitch. Link here: China Hush - Young Girl Abuses and Kills Little Rabbit, but really don't fucking click on it unless you're extremely strong hearted. I mean, it's a billion times worse than hearing scary back-masking tunes. I only saw pictures and I was extremely freaked out, and weirded out. There's a fucking video, shit. The 3 bitches took a fucking video. But you could go to the site, check it out for other news. If the Chinese govt. found out about it, I can be damned sure it's the first to be banned on their list.

On a lighter note, my favourite American ah-lian:

I'm just about on the brink of deleting my Facebook account. But I'm too superficial to do it. Seriously, I think currently, right now, it's the biggest motivation killer. I'm on Facebook everyday and I almost fucking hate myself for it. It's forming that little blood-sucker behind my neck and it's drawing up all my drive. I could have a thousand people telling me it's alright and A level's going to be over soon but Facebook would just fuck everything up.

I go on Facebook and I see everyone else having a life and I feel sad. Facebook's made that way huh, friends with greatest activity get the spotlight on your news feed and then - you feel inferior. Enough is never enough, you're just never going to stop doing cross comparisons between yourself and others, between him and her, between them and us. It's a bloody happiness vacuum. For the time you're stuck at home half heartedly, unable to gather enough motivation to say "screw off Internet, I'm going to study now" and too sane to go "fuck the A' levels". And then your only channel of possible "life" is Facebook and you feel like a loser, your seniors are out there having fun, your juniors are doing things worthwhile with their lives. You don't see the rest who are feeling the same as you, and you forget that you're not alone in this fight. Nevermind, I'm going to be too cool for that pathetic site after the As, I won't have time to spare there any longer.

My 18th birthday was almost completely empty, thanks to the As and sucky Physics paper. Except for the night before physics when I finally felt the stress A levels were supposed to bring, birthday messages from some you'd least expect totally helped. Oh and of all people I wanna thank Ben Zhang specially, eh I dunno why but I think you just got the right timing or something. Super helped, dude.

Yeah, one and a half years ago I decided with LY that we'll keep our birthdays on Facebook hidden cause flooded walls are flooded with superficiality. Okay, that's a bit extreme but I mean, honestly speaking those are about 80% of non-genuineness huh. I do it sometimes too but I've always tried to control myself - depends on my mood really. But anyway I hate it that Facebook's over-controlling my life. Honestly an empty wall during your birthday makes you feel like crap, tempts you to just sneakily reveal your birth-date but I suck it in and control. I said I wouldn't be superficial. At least I know those of you who messaged are those who really care, (even though some of you were reminded by others right, but haha) and I genuinely thank you for it.

No more Facebook for the next 4 days. I now make an oath and will follow what I promised.

On a side note, Inch Chua has officially replaced Zee Avi as the best local (or regional) acoustic girl in my heart. "Hurt" and "Wallflower"'s pretty emo and I pretty like it. The cheerful songs have some good tunes too, really. Some day if she's ever going to perform at Timbre, I'm going to be there.

P.S. FUUUUUU I just found out she opened for 53A at Substation when I was typing this yesterday (Friday). FUUUUUU A levels. I should have gone anyway the whole of yesterday was chat and relax in school and I came home to chat online and I slept at 3am anyway. Could have been an Timbre and back home and sleep at the same time. FUUUUUU

Just look into his eyes. His expressions. He totally feels for the song and it's so... nice to watch. I'm in love with him his songs. I've just looped that more than 10 times while surfing the internet. I wish I could be sitting there on the hill-top listening to him sing. Honestly, A' levels in 7 days, I don't know what I'm doing right now. Think I'm quite spaced out. Getting out of house later, people like me who lack control should get out of the house. Anyway,

On September 9, 2010, Brandon said he was missing the band and hopes to rejoin them in 2011.

I hope they fucking world tours again. Don't skip out on Singapore again. I have to go to the Killers' concert at least once in my life. Before I die, or Brandon Flowers die.

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