I'm going to force myself to write a random blog post and I hope by the end of this entry... magical things will happen.



By magical things I mean I will go extremely out of point you wouldn't even believe it. And I am going to put pictures because otherwise it wil just look really really really dull.



So things have been pretty dull lately, nothing to report on my end.


Yesterday's entry was pretty uncalled for, so I deleted it. There's no point harboring ill feelings for someone you no longer want to view as your friend. It's like trying to kill a stink bug, at the end of the day, not only does the bug die, you will smell like crap as well... I think they stink you up that is.... its wise to kill the bug with that bug spray that I used sparingly but can't seem to remember the name.

It's awesome to use a bug spray and see the bugs die instantly, I felt like Hitler and the ants were the jews, although the house will smell really bad later on (I mean the bugs), and when you try to light a match, the diffused bug spray will cause an explosion and kill everything... that's why its not wise to use a bug spray, it doesn't just destroy the O-Zone layer... it destroys you as well, starting with your skin, and then you internal organs and followed by whatever comes next.

"Chic Harsoon Yanburg" <- How I think it's pronounce.

Oh crap, I just thought of a better example, playing with a hornet's nest, I sudenly remembered The Millenium Trilogy, the last of the movie trilogy, The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet's Nest, which I watched and had no idea what was happening because my level of concentration only can last for so long... I had to go read wikipedia to understand what was happening after watching the entire movie like how I do with every other movie I watch. And after that I will read the "Critic's Reception" part of every movie page on Wiki and adjust my liking of the movie to the general movie critic's view on the movie, which is why I think The Millenium Trilogy is an awesome movie.


I am going to watch Sorority Row soon and I think it's going to suck because Wiki told me so... which is why I think I am going to enjoy it because I find joy in watching bad movies based on the fact that I am not very smart and stupid movies will be easier for me to follow.


Oh, the best thing to do in situations like having to deal with people like my buddy what's his name is to remove them entirely from your social life, which in my case amounts to....



....and MSN Messenger whose icon I shall not put because its just 2 face round bold bluish and greenish figure standing together. It's an ugly icon.

Block, Delete, Block, Delete and then force yourself to not see what's going on with that person social life at all... unless something really really bad happen then you go and see so you can feel bad for a while and then feel extremely good later on... and then feel bad again for feeling good about someone's misfortune. No, the last part didn't sound right.


At this point I really don't think I will feel sorry for him if something bad did happen like he got into a car accident or whatever, I will just think he deserves it to put it bluntly. I don't wish him bad things, but I don't wish him well either.


It actually works, when you stop caring so much. The Carebears got it all wrong, I have no idea what values the carebears are teaching but its definitely something positive and cute and I want the one that doesn't belong to the group... the lion one. I wonder what happen if you put the Zebra inside the group, it will probably get mauled to death by the bears and the lion.


Who's caring now?



To end of this post... here's a video about Randomness.....






Natalie Tran is awesome.... and I have a really bad movie to watch so till next time. To end this post...here's the poster of the bad movie.

Sir-RAWR-Roti Row <- That's how it's pronounce.

"I want scared, Rumer Willis, not shocked and fierce" Imagining what Tyra Banks will say about the poster.

17/09/2010

I am gonna re-write what I wrote yesterday.

Seconday School Friends Meet-Up

Earlier this week, I was out with a bunch of Secondary School classmates for dinner. As awesome as it was to actually see them after months, the choice of dining wasn't exactly my cup of tea... I had ice lemon tea and Koi bubble tea that day, have to fully utilise that phrase, its a wordplay party going on here... bad wordplay aside and back to complaining like a spoiled brat, we dined at a restaurant where the air-conditioning system was non-existent and because it was a Sunday night during dinner time, lots of people were there.


So people were exchanging body heat and it made me feel extremely sticky the whole time... I enjoyed the company don't get me wrong, it was a great time but it would've been better if the shopkeeper could've been more gracious by hiring personal maids to fan me while I had my dinner. I am someone who gets extremely uncomfortable when I see people spreading honey or whatever sweet and sticky stuff on someone, especially on their neck and face area, during a very warm day... its makes me feel dirty and sometimes I just want to go to the toilet and clean myself very thoroughly, only to find myself crying in a fetal position after 2 minutes of insane scrubbing.... and then at night when I go to sleep, I will have nightmares of the person ripping my clothes and making me do things I don't want to do.


After that dinner, headed over to Koi Bubble Tea because there's one nearby and its alway good to have a good cup of Bubbletea when you are done with dinner. 5 cups of Bubble tea required a 15 to 20 minutes wait... I didn't mind, but the other guys thought the bubbletea was overrated. I like to believe that Koi lace their drinks with a spoonful of cocaine and it made me feel euphoric and cool because...Hmmm, I don't know~... I just had crack for Supper~!


Dessert after that, nothing interesting really happened except a friend found some girl sitting across the table cute, and no one else did... he has an accquired taste in girls.


Polymates Chalet


This happened yesterday and I would be lying if I said I enjoyed myself. The main difference between my Polymates Chalet and my Secondary School Friend meet up was that I enjoyed the company of everyone for the latter.


I don't enjoy the comapny of people I don't speak to on a regular basis, people whom I have no recollection of ever speaking to and finally, people that I have absolutely no interest in speaking to whatsoever.


Not a social butterly.


I can already fill the angst building up just from writing this portion of the post out... voluntering to cook (BBQ 40-ish sausages) was not what I had hopped for. It was pretty bad, I was actually aiming for grill marks to appear on the sausages to make it look like something Paula Deen would have made, and I realise today that in order for the grill marks to happen, you need a grill plate... if not a lot of skill. They either came out charred or undercooked... so I retired from my post after attempting to cook for the group.


But even after I stopped cooking, someone decided to keep rubbing it in because his presence isn't already big enough of a buzzkill for me, he wanted to make it even more memorable, despite that not being his true intentions... his intention was to get laughs from everybody else even though I may find whatever he said to be extremely grating.

I acted like how other celebriteis would react when they find out someone is making a joke at their expense in front of a huge crowd, they laugh it off and start cursing the person on the inside like crazy... or in my case blog it out. That's what being a gentlemen is... I will open the door for you, I will pull out the chair for you, but you can dream on if you think I am going to throw my Gucci jacket on the puddle of water so your hills won't get wet.


Really the most enjoyable part for me was playing cards with my friend who taught me Poker, Texas Poker and Tai Di, the latter I am still extremly confused. I like Poker now, its fun... now all I need is to master my Pokerface. I am not going to make a Lady Gaga reference joke here because you would've seen that coming and I need to be surprising people once in a while with my lack of witty jokes.


Probably the first one to go home after that... had to get away from all the drama that was happening... in my head. I was imagining what would happen if this was a Bravo reality series scenario.

What what be going on....

"Out of my face, get out of my face!"
*throws a bottle of beer into BBQ Pit for added dramatic effect*
"Get that f**king camera of my face!"
*Sticks Satay stick into my mouth and barf on the person who was pissing me off*
"Piss me off again next time and I will make sure to have garlic and onions before barfing into your mouth again!"

Ablisa

This amazing video needs to be shared... like really, like needs to be, like. Yeah!

I love the thumbnail. FALCON PUNCH!

Pretty sure they are gonna be fine afterwards, just gonna bounce right back up and be BFFs again. Do cool things like staying at each others house for the whole week, I hardly stay out for more than an hour because being outside too long isn't good for me for I have to maintain the visage of a no life gamer.

Skinny, pale and almost dying.

22/08/2010

Headed over to Lerk Thai yesterday for dinner to celebrate my Mum's birthday with my brother.

Lerk Thai, as you can probably read and break up from the name, is a thai restaurant where chili and lemongrass are thrown into any dishes in bulk. Well, here's the kicker for the whole dinner, all of us had oral ulcers, and mine was at its peak of pain.

Ordered a set meal that would accommodate 3 people, I purposely chose the set with the least amount of chili or anything that would inflict pain to my already sore mouth and what I initially thought was that they would serve us a small bowl of Tom Yum Soup for the 3 of us to share like some Oliver Twist plot, where I would go up and ask for more and the manager would just slap me with squid or something, but I was wrong, each of us had an individual bowl of it, a bowl of pain.

Even without ulcers, drinking Tom Yum soup would actually make me gag a little because its a sick recipe created by some sadist chef in the royal kitchen in Thailand who probably wanted to burn the King's tongue but failed miserably.

So I very strategically placed the soup spoon and poured it in such a way that it would avoid the ulcer, which worked pretty well, went down the throat halfway and I started gagging on the soup, causing the remaining soup that are on the way down the throat, away from the ulcer, to start free roaming their way around my mouth, hitting every possible area in it. It was like my mouth died, went to hell for a few second and got brought back to life by a cup of cold water, and repeat the process every time. I was like a dumb kid who wouldn't learn.

Thank God the Tom Yum was the only torturous dining experience that night, the green curry was nothing, green curry is like easy mode. I could rub the green curry on my ulcer all day and the only thing I would do is tear a little, the Tom Yum will make me cry in a fetal position.

Original plan that night was to have a dinner at a crappy place, which turned out to be very painful for me, I gave the remainder of my pain soup to my brother, who gulped it down, and to go to a nice place for desert later at Max Brener, that didn't happen because apparently teenagers like to flood Esplanade Mall at night.

I don't like mingling with a load of teenagers my age, it makes me feel very young and it just reminds me of the fact that I lack a social life even more. (<- Once again, a joke that only alright when I say it. Can't emphasis on that enough)

Instead went to Billy Bomber, my Mum paid for the bill. Saved me some money that night I guess you shameless kid who decided to let your Mum pay for the desert that she didn't even order.... ON HER BIRTHDAY! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

17/08/2010

I am not one to judge others because I have no rights, and even when I do judge it's always jokingly, which is why I find it ridiculous when someone decides to be "angry" at somebody because everyone else is.

It makes no sense, since when did hating someone become something that everyone should do to fit in.

"He's such a rotten scumbag he should just rot in hell."

"Wow, what did he do to you?"

"Well, nothing in particular, just find him very rotten."

What the fuck is wrong with you? Why don't you join him in hell and check the temperature to see if its warm enough to burn there you freak.

13/08/2010

A few days ago, while I was playing Aion, my computer decided to force restart itself, thinking it was just like any other day when my laptop screws up for a while, I decided to let it rest a little, for like 5 minutes before switching it on again.


After that 5 minutes worth of rest, which was more than sufficient for me and my eyes, ever wondered why I don't need glasses, its because I am on the computer all day long, so I decided to switch the laptop on again and head back into my virtual reality life, which I know is extremely sad, I am a sad sad individual... short digress



I admit I have no life, but I get really pissed off when someone decides to call me someone with no life as a joke (but obviously as an insult for some reason, *cough* low self esteem problem *cough*) , screw you! it's only alright when I say it.


Back to the main story...


So I switch on my computer and headed back into Aion, a few minutes later the damn laptop restarted itself... again. Repeated the process of giving it a 5 minute break and switch it back on, which obviosuly was not a good idea because I am a freaking genius. It just decided to restart itself when I log into Aion to play.


At this point I realise it's a sign from God... he wants me to clean out the computer fan system thing.


God won't ask me to get a life... pfft~! He makes me know I have to get a life by introducing "friends" who like to insult me by telling me I don't have a life... God works in mysterious ways, who knew he would send me assholes to let me realise the level of pathetic my life is in... and if I don't listen to those assholes, he will send more of them to make my life even more pathetic.


I decided to unscrew the computer like the computer genius that I am, and in doing so broke my sticker warranty, which initially had 2 pieces at the back on the laptop, one of them melted away from the heat the laptop generated due to the excessive partying (<- its a punt, read "Haha~!" out loud) I do in virtual reality. You will only get that punt if you play online games.... by online games I mean those you spend hours and hours playing and wasting your life on.


The amount of dust accumulated on the fan is AMAZING, it's as thick as a cotton wipe... that is not wet, and as black as Snow White's hair, which I am positive is just a giant lump of black mass... hair as black as coal, skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood... sounds like a vampire to me.


Removed the amazing lump of dirt and the now I can start playing per-normal again. So awesome it is to not have a life.

09/08/2010

Reasons I have not been blogging lately is

1. There's nothing going on in my life that's worth any interest except.... Nope, nothing of interest.

2. There's nothing pissing me off to rant about.


The 2nd reason is something that inspires me to blog in my previous blog, my crazy obsession with Miley Cyrus and her crazy songs that involves a pole and some thrusting action.

But lately, I have been feeling a little piss off, it's not those type of pissed off feeling you get when someone takes a cup of water, pour it over your head, sprinkle a little flour and start kneading dough on your head kind of pissed off, it's more like a gradual feeling of annoyance that increases over time.

I just deleted a crap load of stuff I wrote out of anger because despite having this calm and innocent front, I actually have a lot of angst in me. You don't make knead dough on my head and then blame me when you forgot to add the yeast, I already lend you my head... be appreciative.

I don't like leaving angst filled blog post on this blog because it's just ugly and disgusting and bleah~... I am talking about the post, not the person who piss me off. I find it funny when people make fun of other people's facial feature when they themselves are like the epitome of that facial defect. Pot calling the kettle black.

Back to my joy filled self... remove that angst.

So anyway I guess that's all the edit I will need. Gonna play more Aion now.

And Happy National Day Singapore. 45 Years Old? I think she's 45.

She's 45 and she's not complaining, Singapore is such a beautiful country, even after getting her rights for owning gum taken away she still keeps quiet.... well she has to otherwise she will get canned.