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Y Thursday, October 30, 2008
9:30 pm
The past week or so, I've realized I've become a lot less tolerant about things. I've become a lot meaner too. Is that why assholes remain assholes? Because you know, there's a real kick out of being one, honestly.

Blabla, yes, SBS bus again.

Some old malay bus officer fella approaches us, shoots us some dirty glances and asks for our ez-link card. A friend wasn't paying attention, so he wagged Dan's ez-link card infront of said friend.

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IS THIS IS IT, BOY?"

Okay first off, we're schooling. If you have to do the job you're doing, odds are, yes we know what a fucking ez-link card is. Lol.

I told the old timer "Uncle, here all good boy la, don't worry. No problem one."

"DID I SAY YOU NOT GOOD BOY? DID I SAY? AH. YOU DON'T ANYHOW SAY."

Woah. What the fuck. Grouchy old thing.

Great. Fucked around with the wrong guy. Dan was there, so yeah this old man is getting served. Dan memorised his name (Malay names are long and quite the mouthful. well done Dan.) and as fate would have it, met him somewhere the next day.

So now he's being investigated for racism, unacceptable discrimination and discourtesy.

All he ever had to do was tell us we were good boys, you know?

Why do it? Because we can. (Odds are, nothing will happen. The supervisor would just dismiss the matter as boys making trouble. But here's hoping eh?)

Y Friday, October 24, 2008
12:33 am
For the last time, just so people stop asking.

GP: 54
Chem: 39
Math: 15.5
Econs: 70
Hist: 48
Chinese: 40

Basically, I retain because I failed 2 subjects. CJ requires a pass in GP and one H2 pass, and only one failure. I failed Chem by 1 mark, so whoop dee doo. No idea if they're going to retain me, but at this point, I doubt there's much I can do. Save the comforting words, because I'm not upset, and as usual, if you don't have anything nice to say.. let's just say I'm not one of those nice people that'll hear you out.

About R-Papers or S-Papers, (basically papers that let you "retake" the promos papers when you fail them) it changes every year, and we have no idea about 2008 yet. Regarding conditional promotions, yes they exist.




Anyway. Human beings in a nutshell.

I am rock. Scissors is fine, nerf paper.

Why so sudden? Well, my extended family is pretty... fail. More about it next time. But for now, sleep is in order.

Y Sunday, October 19, 2008
7:50 pm
All this time we got the fable of Sleeping Beauty wrong. The prince didn't kiss her to wake her up. No one who slept for a hundred years is likely to wake up. It was the other way round. He kisses her to wake himself up from the nightmare that has brought him there.

Y Friday, October 17, 2008
8:04 pm
And so it was about a year ago that Wrixon left us for greener pastures. Almost the entirety of 4F paid him a visit, and damn, what a ruckus. We sure stirred up that tranquil place. I had a feeling Wrixxie was getting bored anyway, no sane Victorian gets by without some noise once in awhile, especially those made by your fellow Victorians.

Ah what the heck. I'm rambling.

Anyway, yeah, we paid him a visit. Wrixon's mum still projects this very strong and cheerful image and outlook. I can't help but to feel she's bleeding inside. I can't help but to feel we're all bleeding inside, underneath the smiles, laughs and jokes. It just doesn't show.

Sometimes I feel it's so unfair, as if we've all been shortchanged. I want to scream out loud, tell the world that having only memories to keep isn't enough.

But like I said, things never go as planned. You don't plan life, you do it.

I used to and still wonder, had the accident not happened, what JC would Wrix end up in? Andrew and I both agreed CJ was the likely destination, I couldn't see him fitting in anywhere else, and it'd be cool. He'd complain about how craptastic CJ's band is compared to VSCB, we'd joke and whine about how bad CJ is, how VJ isn't quite VS, and it was fine we didn't get in, how we miss the old days, how we missed 4F.

Could haves, should haves, if onlys, maybes.


















I asked myself "How's it feel to be out of reach, for the third time now?" I kept coming back to only one answer: Unbearable.

Y Wednesday, October 15, 2008
12:31 am
It's been almost a year now. Seems like just yesterday.

Shock and disbelief, to denial, to regret, to sorrow and finally.. relief perhaps?

Not too long ago, we were asking the questions that gave us the illusion of choice.

Coulda done that. Shoulda done that. Why him? Why now? Maybe if we did this, things would have played out differently. Maybe. Perhaps.

But we can't turn back time. If we could, we'd be a completely different person, asking a completely different set of questions. It's what happens that defines us.

4F'07 has been defined by the passing of this soul, we will not lose that definition. Or maybe, you have never passed, and have always been with us. I, we will hold on to that thought, not that it is more comforting, but perhaps we know it to be true.

Perhaps I still owe you too much. I will make good what I failed to do, just give me time..

Y Sunday, October 12, 2008
1:17 am
I've heard somewhere, I can't quite remember exactly where, that shooting a gun was as uncomplicated as it gets. A binary choice. You either pull the trigger, or you don't. What they didn't tell you, was that in a nightmare, every choice you make is a wrong one. I have been asleep for so long, dreaming of nothing but nightmares. The wrong choices didn't matter anymore, the illusion of choice long dispelled.

"I-it doesn't have to end like th-this!"

A coward's plea for life. I could smell his fear as I levelled my gun, pressing the cold, lifeless barrel into his forehead.

"N-No! Please! It's always the right time to do the right thing, don't do it, no, please.."

The right thing? I threw my head back and laughed. The right thing? Perhaps it should have occured to me, only I was a few hundred bullet shells too late, what was one more to that count? I thumbed the safety off, the click echoing into the recesses of my mind.

Y Saturday, October 11, 2008
11:51 pm
Guys, if you don't have much cash this month, I'll tell you the movies that will you'll most probably enjoy.

1) Eagle Eye
2) Connected
3) House Bunny

Why?

It's simple, straight forward and just easy to follow. Enjoyable, and you don't have to crack a single brain cell to savour it. No fancy-pants plots, no veiled daggers and poison-ivy-laced lipstick. Sit down, pop the popcorn(lolpun) and stare goggle-eyed. It's fine.

What you wanna avoid are stuff like Burn After Reading.

Why? Wasn't it a good film?

Well maybe. Please do not step into the theatre with the impression that it's going to be a thriller or drama, because it's not. It's not even a comedy, or a "dramedy" as it's labeled. It's a sick joke. I'm not saying it's a bad film, no not at all. It just isn't as easy to enjoy.

What the fuck. Who am I kidding.

It's bad. I didn't enjoy it. The funny wasn't funny, it wasn't British humour dry funny, or tasteless funny, or laugh out loud funny. It just wasn't funny. Darren, you owe me and MC something. Once again, please do not make the same mistake that Darren did. It is NOT a thriller. It is something else, something weird. Watch only if you have cash and time to burn.

Y Monday, October 06, 2008
11:29 pm
No, the next movie I'm watching out for isn't quite James Bond. It's Max Payne.

For the uninitiated, it originates from a game back in '01, and had a sequel in '04. It was, quite literally, the first of its kind. Heck, even The Matrix game wasn't quite the first to come up with bullet time in games, it was Max Payne. Great and all, but the main draw for the game, in my opinion, was the awesome storyline and characters.

It's got really dark, gritty feel to it. You've got nothing to lose, your wife and baby daughter got murdered, you have nothing to your name, you're just an undercover cop who's got on the wrong ends of both the law and the underworld.

In the middle of all of this, a romance develops with some assassin hire to kill you, (cliche I know, but it's the way the story is told.) and stuff just develops from there.

It's really a great nod to film noir of the old, only in the form of a video game. For the guys who haven't played it, please do. For the movie-goers, this is one film you're gonna have to catch. The storylines are unrelated, but they do use the characters, and that's good enough for me.

Y Sunday, October 05, 2008
2:10 am
Today's a bad day.

I didn't do much, two MCQs and looked through my errors.

Too many. I'm fucked. So if history and chem passes, I'll probably promote. If not, I'm fucked, and if I retain, I'll be fucking upset and emo. No shit. Lawl.

Anyway, onto the funny.

Someone, can't quite remember who, think it was Dan, told me that Spongebob had sexual connotations and innuendos in it. I didn't quite buy it - for christ's sakes, it's a kid's cartoon. Retardedly funny, wholesome family fun. Or so you thought. Today, I've found out otherwise.

Enter Spongebob Squarepants blowing bubbles episode. The one where he offers bubbles for a quarter each. Then Patrick realizes he can't quite blow any bubbles, and Spongebob offers lessons for a quarter each. Okay. Next part.

Squidward tries to blow bubbles, and flat out refuses to use Spongebob's ridiculous technique. Understandable. Eventually he caves, because whilst Spongebob manages to blow complex, beautiful soap bubbles that come with all sorts of wondrous sounds, Squidward manages bubbles that defy gravity and fall to the ground with a fart.

Then he tries Spongebob's weird dance/ritual. It worked. Spongebob cheers, and I quote directly from him.

"See Squidward? It's all about your blowing technique."

Blowing technique.

Did I also mention that Squidward's a... squid? Kinda like an octopus, he has 8 tentacles. *wink*

Go figure.