I went to watch the play by Hall 15 Production crew at Republic Polytechnic yesterday evening. It was a good play. The actors were good and they portrayed their characters goodly, for lack of a better word. My English proficiency seems to have spiraled deep deep into the abyss of nothingness.

I especially liked the father of the female protagonist. He was damn cute and comical. I think I am going to start imitating some of his actions and gestures. The mom of the male protagonist is, well... a pretty thing to look at. But of course, I am just admiring her good looks. Not like someone sitting beside me. The three main friends are my favorites too. Sometimes, I wish I have bitchy/supportive/funny/retarded friends like that. Right now, most of the people I know are r - WHAT? My phone? Just answer it for me~!

The play revolves around the difficulties which the female protagonist, who is a talented singer with the voice of the next American Idol, faced after she turned partially deaf. (No offence but is it true that deaf people cannot speak properly?)

What will you do if the person you love manifests himself in the image of someone you hate?

This was the dilemma faced by the male antagonist, who hated his deaf mother for bringing shame on him since young but ended up falling in love with the bearer of the voice of the next American Idol. He wasn't sure whether or not to pursue this forbidden love but with the help of his trusty besties and an unlikely twist of fate, he found his happy ending.

Why do people try so hard to fit in with the norm of society? She could have regained her sense of hearing easily by simply putting on a listening aid but the bearer of the voice of the next American Idol refuses to do so for fear of being labeled 'deaf' and 'weirdo' by her friends and society. Even so, she was still being ostracized by those who knows about her illness.

Everyone is unique. Just because society decides what is the norm doesn't make you abnormal. You are as normal as can be, the same with everybody. Stereotypes and perceived good/bad are some undesirable by-products of modern human society. The majority is not always right. The Devil's truth becomes written if the Angels die. We are soft, composed of roundish shapes, warm and living creatures, so what has encouraged us to try to become sharp, hard, plastic and cold beings? The lack of courage perhaps. Even I am guilty of that most of the time. Its kinda sad when we have to live our life according to the default settings dictated by society. But what to do? Righteousness is not something we can acquire over the night and in this 21st century, benefits > morality.

When was the last time you were yourself?

Now now, Hall 2's Baikachu seems rather promising. I might catch that too.

Woh oh oh sha la la la la~
Sha la la in the morning ~

Hehehehehehehehehehehehe. Hahahahahahahahahahaha.
Woo hoo hoo whoo hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

I AM SO HIGH FROM SUGAR RUSH!
SWEET LIKE HELL!

Kehkehkehkehkehkehkehkehkehkehkehkehkehkehkehkeh!
NehnehnehnehNehnehnehnehNehnehnehnehNehnehneh!

Fuck the opposition, Constitution and Congress. I am in charge now. Where are the nukes?

CNY ended on 17 feb for me.
School started on 18 feb.
Project essay due on 22 feb.
Video due on (21)22 feb.
Quiz on 22 feb.
School ended at 8pm on 19 feb.
Finished my essay. Still doing my video. No time for quiz. No time to slp.
Skipping lecture. skipping tutorial. skipping quiz. gonna get a MC. i am not sick.

Am i whining? yes i am whining. so what if i am whining. i joined school to get a degree. period.
you guys may have been through worst? great. so what? i am not you. i am me.

everything seems so ethereal. so transparent. so misty. so digitalized.

When it comes to building something pretty and practical at the same time, Apple is the dragon head old big.

I simply cannot understand why our PC manufacturers, which have way way way way way way way more edge over Apple, thanks to Windows' dominance for a period of time, still cannot come up with a decent looking laptop with decent specs. Aesthetics and performance doesn't seem to go hand in hand in the PC world. You either have a brick which can take almost anything you throw at it, or you get a shiny crystal ball which shatters the moment you apply too much pressure.

Then, along came Apple who married the two together. Yes. A bimbo with brains. I can imagine those anti-Apple insurgents and Windows fanboys cursing and swearing at me now. Whatever. The product speaks for itself. Look at a MacBook Pro. Compared with all other mainstream laptops on today's market, it has the best specs coupled with the best looks. (If you care only about performance, then this will be of no concern to you. But I believe majority of us wants to have something nice to look at as well)

Sure. PC has the HP Envy. But hey. After squeezing everything into a case which is about as big and as sleek as a MacBook Pro, they realized they can't fit an optical CD drive into it and have to offer it as an external accessory along with the laptop. Lets not mention that we need to pay $50 for it, on top of the $3700 you are already paying. Ha, for that kind of money, I would have expect everything to be included in the laptop itself.

I am no Apple fanboy. Then why did I buy a Mac? Simple. I am 49% Giordano and 51% Louis Vuitton. And partly cause I want to try something new as well.

But if tomorrow, some PC company builds a pretty laptop with decent specs running on Windows, I will be sure to go back to Windows. In other words... hehehe

We are like boats in the middle of the ocean in the face of reality. There is nothing we can do but to follow where the current flows. It is so exasperating when you cannot do anything. This sense of helplessness is...

...suffocating.

I don't understand why some people likes to begin without having an end in mind. If you offered to do something, why don't you be thorough about it and finish everything instead of doing 99% and leaving that 1% behind for someone else to clean up after you? I mean, you have already finished 99% of the work, what is the point of leaving 1% unfinished? What is your rationale for doing so? I simply cannot understand.

If you have no intention of finishing the task, then why volunteer in the first place?

It has been a long long while since I have such a strong urge to want something. No it is not about mobiles phones, laptops, bags, wallets, clothes or shoes. Not that I can afford to be materialistic now.

If the Secret works, let it be now!

The perfect place for the perfect activity.

Now now don't you go getting the wrong idea. This is not some dirty brothel with terminals dedicated for porn-surfing. This is my living room during the witching hour with all lights off. What better ambience to enjoy Paranormal Activity in?



Well, as you all might have guessed, this is a horror film. And horror it did instill in me.
There were no physical ghosts in the film. It is not like the Ring, Shutter, Wishing Stairs, Dark Water or Ju-On etc. You do not see the ghosts in this movie. Instead, you feel it, you imagine it. Horror films which employs psychological mindplay (for the lack of a better word) to scare is the scariest. When you can no longer depend on your fully functional senses, you know that you are screwed. Big time.

How would you feel if you are dragged away from your bed and into a room which you hate most across the house in the middle of the night by nothing? Not very good, I presume.

That is what happened to the couple in the movie. They were tormented by this unknown entity in their new home. At first, things were fine but when the boyfriend tried to take matters into his own hands, he unknowingly angered that entity which eventually led to dire consequences which are too scary to talk about on a public webpage. I even went to check the authenticity of the film after watching it. Thank goodness it was not a true story. It wasn't even based on one. Phew.

The film has three different endings. I went and read about them and felt that the one I watched is the scariest amongst the three. Nonetheless, I will still watch the other 2 variations to see how it is like.

Anybody wants to join me? It has to be in a brothel-like environment of course.

Sometimes, I wonder whether what I have been doing all this while is worth my time. Trading my time not for personal gains but for Hall commitment instead. The countless hours of sleep which I had sacrificed and the infinite attention I have given to my Hall activities. Is it worth it in the end, just to get a room?

I find myself talking less to my family. My friends go out and I cannot join them because I have to do stuff for Hall. My mama even says that I treat my home like a hotel now, going back and leaving as and when I feel like it. But she doesn't understand. I have stuff to do in Hall. Again. Just when I thought it will be more relaxed after Cheerleading ended, the committee matters start to kick in.

My life has become entrapped within the walls of Hall 7.

I want my freedom.

OH MY GUAN YIN MAH!!!!

The agony of being able to see but not able to touch! And I don't just want to touch. I want to POSSESS it!

Holy mother piece of manure.
GRRRR! I am so excited. But I am also dejected at the same time.

BECAUSE I CAN ONLY SEE, NOT TOUCH!
WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~~

Now I know why they say human desires are terrible sins that should be purged from the human soul. My desire to own this something has already overtaken my senses and my cognition!

Oh crap. The things I will do to own that thing...

SOMEBODY SAVE ME FROM DESPAIR!
(Incidentally, only that thing can. That means I am out of luck. Great.)

AHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

I am such a superficial person. Oh man!
***Poke my eyes. NOW! Somebody. ANYBODY!

My past... I stashed it away, out of fear of being commented by others. But digging a hole and burying your head in it only shows your inability to get over what has happened. What has happened has happened. It doesn't matter anymore because we cannot keep living in the past. Otherwise, what is going to happen will never happen.

It is now time to unlock the hidden memories within this blog. Muahaha.

Resolutions for 2010:

1) Get a killer bod. One look and you are dead!



2) Get a car. A Subaru Impreza 1.6 perhaps.



3) Get my driving license.



4) Pull my grades up to a level befitting of an Aerospace Engineer.



5) Grow my hair back.



7) Join NTU Aces Cheerleading Team!



8) Stay happy.