PEREZ IS TOTALLY
INTO WONDERGIRLS
KPOP FEVER IS HITTING THE
ANGMOHS!!!!!
as a result of
avrilness and lisatan in
my life, ive discovered
the land of IRON LUNGS: SKOREA
IT MUST BE SOMETHING IN THE
FREAKINN KIM CHI!!!
this is
FLY TO THE SKY:
hahahah OK YOU CAN ROLL YOUR
EYES AT THIS TRULY-RETARDED NAME
BUT WTH
THEY HAVE SOME WINDPIPES.
OMGZ TO HWANHEEHOTNESS.
Hwayobi: i swear she is african-american
inside SHE SOUNDS LIKE WHITNEY!!!
SORRY IT IS HARD TO
CONTAIN MY EXCITEMENT WHEN
IT COMES TO SINGING PEOPLES.
BYEZ.
12:55 PM
Saturday, September 27, 2008
if you're 12 andyou're pathetic,
no one could tell.
if you're 15 and
you're pathetic,
you could say that
you're young.
if you're 20 and
you're pathetic,
YOU ARE PATHETIC.
(i am pathetic.)
10:27 AM
Friday, September 26, 2008
so maybe in my ownwarped mental universe,
i immortalised you.
for most of our lives
we fight to keep our
dignity intact,
yet when it comes to this,
we let ourselves
sound pathetic,
irrationally optimistic and
then allow all that in to
trample on that well-guarded ego.
and there's no need to bear
all the wrong, the guilt,
all those darned questions,
just as soon as you walk away.
maybe it is really
that it could have been great,
but what it is now,
is that it just isn't.
it comes up to absolutely
nothing at all.
besides, it's easy-
you just need to really stay
out of the radar,
be uncontactable, unreachable
and just let
Human's natural abilty to adapt
take its course.
10:23 PM
ADDICTED TO
PHOTOSCAPING
YES I KNOW
MY COOL-FACTOR DROPPED
BY X 34013840
I AM TECH_GER_1988
12:18 PM
Thursday, September 25, 2008
the final few chaptersof Marley and me
set off an embarrassing volume
of output from my tearducts.
i know,dammit,
i never really meant for myself
to be this
ridiculously soppy sentimental
drama queen,
but can you seriously imagine
anything as devastating as a
Dying Dog??
i absolutely can relate
to the Grogans when they say talk
about Marley as the world's worst dog.
for one, my Wagg,
is anything but a Trophy Pet:
1) Neurotic trash/poop-eating moron.
2) Finds the mighty will to climb
onto the table top for a spread of
Human Food and then whines on the realisation
that from the height of the table
he couldn't possibly jump down without
going first into a cardiac arrest.
3) Has separation-anxiety issues everytime
we leave him home alone, and yet
still have the nerve to
break into shivering trances
when we try to take him out for trips.
(i.e. No one's getting out of this house.)
4) His barks being
greatly improportionate to his size,
scare off even the bravest of
neighbours/guests/repair-men.
( oh and he has bitten a couple of them too.)
5) Is unable to socialise with fellow canines,
and has never been sexually-involved with
any bitch due to loss of manhood
through sterilization.
(to phase out dysfunctional DNA
forever from
the history of dachshunds)
6) Being a sausage dog,
he is awkwardly-proportioned,
long in length, short in height.
(i.e. He looks like a Joke.)
and so i don't see how you can fault
me when i
i call him a Son of a Bitch,
with all due respect for his Mother of course.
and yet
BECAUSE OF the disaster he is,
he fits so nicely into the family.
in fact, the first time we
met at the petfarm, he farted
right there when i carried him.
we figured he was spontaneous and
had a sense of humour.
Waggie has never been the
sort that your friends could
exclaim at an octave higher about
how CUTE (god-forbid the word) he is,
because _________
i don't know, i guess they just
say he's ugly to piss me off LOLZ
awesome friends LOVE U PEOPLE.
still
we could never settle for a
white gayball of cutesy fur the size
of your pencil case that
takes whining for an excuse for barking.
it is just not our family.
the world of humanbeans
is roughly split into
two camps -
Dog people and Non-dog People.
Non-dog people could never
understand how and why we
fuss over a four legged, salivating
beast the way we do.
and how could we ever explain ourselves?
humanbeans have never
given each other that sort
of undivided devotion, unconditional
loyalty and reliance that
our canine friends have.
maybe it is their inability
to verbalise but allows us to
come to this optimistic intepretation,
but whatever works, right?
WE LOVE THE WAGGIEZ.
12:02 PM
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Loaned Breakfast at Tiffany's.it was SIXTIES reloaded -
the hair, the cars,
the gramophone, the parties
the Tiffany's store,
the credits that came on before
the film Looney-tunes style,
how Audrey Hepburn talked/cried/smoked.
i have to say that there was nothing
overly creative about the
story line, and if it were produced
in our time,
i would condemn it to no end BUT STILL
it was just all very classic and
exciting for someone who didn't live
through the SIXTIES to watch.
so i admit it is out of character
of me to tolerate a
Romantic Love Story,
but whatever the heck,
i thought
Holly Golightly was sufficiently sad
and that more than makes up
for the sickeningly predictable beautiful ending.
I LOVE THE SIXTIES AND
PAUL VARJACK DUDE HAS GOT THE BLUE-EST
PAIR OF ANGMOH EYES IVE SEEN.
<< REPLAYS MOONRIVER AND EMOZZ_88>>
alright we goodbyed to
mich who's off to Wales, UK.
everyone is flying/has flown off.
i was experimenting with this
new collage software.
this is a funny one,
HOW IS EVERYONE BACK AT UTC??
8:22 PM
Saturday, September 20, 2008
ive always believed thatpeople who give a little more
thought to life would
conclude that it is all a very
difficult affair -
the default setting being Sad,
with those occasional
Happy being the transitory
contrast.
and Sad is really not Bad.
Sad is real -
it provokes and toughens you up;
Happy's just like some bad
drug - puts you on a high and
leaves you in the lurch when the
high is over.
my parents both had
gloomy childhoods coming from
the strangest of dysfunctional
families,
it is amazing how they've put
ours together in spite of,
or maybe because of, all these.
yet
ive inherited a very
realistic, somewhat cynical,
belief system from them.
which was more deeply affirmed
by the perpetual joke that
my life has proved to be.
nobody has inspired me more than
my father in that
his life is somewhat a great disaster
but ive known him to be a good man
even in the worst times.
he is an irony,
a cynic constantly struggling for
every chance to believe in the
better part of the human spirit.
in this struggle,
he'd be proven wrong-
he had been punished many times
for his compassion,
integrity and his standing firm to
principles.
he is not Greatly Successful
as the world would have us believe
but I honestly know that he could be
if he allowed himself to be
someone short of who he is.
i learnt that being a cynic
is no excuse to not being a
good person for the world.
he is a better cynic
than i will ever be.
then there is my mother,
whom i inherited a great deal of
pessimism and issues from.
before her cancer,
i have never known
her to be Happy-
she laughs, she socialises-
but she is not Happy.
there was an evening in 2006 i literally
watched as she almost died,
yet maybe that could be one
of those beautiful disasters because
her coming back made her
Happier today.
she, like me, will never be fully Happy,
but Happier for us, will suffice.
and then despite the
tragedies that we each are,
we manage to have that Happy Family
that even Happy people don't.
all these being said,
thank yall for the past week
of birthday hoohaa,
i may not be the happiest of humanbeans,
but i know that ive been
dispropotionately allocated
a whole alot of
Really Good Friends.
9:30 PM
Saturday, September 13, 2008
" I may be the villian inyour story, but i am not a bad person."
i was watching something
on the flamboyant and sadly tragic
biography of Freddie Mercury.
despite his
promiscuous bisexual lifestyle
and eccentricities,
there was one woman whom
he'd loved the most, the
only friend he'd ever had,
and in the words of one of
The Greatest Songs Of All Time
the "Love of My Life".
many of the most celebrated legends
in the history of popular culture
seemed to have had their souls
robbed at the height of their fame,
sealing that inevitable tragic fate.
there was Norma Jeane,
Freddie Mercury, Princess Diana,
Leslie Cheung, Teresa Teng...
Hollywood's a place where
they'll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss,
and fifty cents for your soul.- Marilyn Monroe
it is a slow and sure suicide
when you get too much
of something in exchange for
too little of another,
after all,
as freddie sings:
Too Much Love will Kill You.
REWRITE HISTORY,
WAITING FOR YOUR HELLUVA COMEBACK:
BRITNEY SPEARS, MJ,
AMY WINEHOUSE, WHITNEY HOUSTON !!!
11:44 PM
Friday, September 12, 2008
i see it:them, and then,
me.
it is real,
there will be no twists,
no surprises,
this will just be it.
1:16 AM
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
everytime i findthe mighty will to ditch
the thought and head the other way
it becomes more impossible,
which is so frustrating
because i will never act on it anyway.
7:50 AM
Saturday, September 06, 2008
i just know that one dayit will be so severe
that when you google "PATHETIC",
my name will be right there
at the top of Search Results.
and so,
to commiserate over the
lesser human that i am,
i tudou-ed (Humanity's Best Friend: Tudou)
2 seasons worth of Brothers and Sisters,
modern-day substitute for
the Pint of Ice-cream therapy.
ok don't despise me
soap-dramedy is so calming,
yknow how
darn dysfunctional its people are,
makes me almost moderate.
and then there are
all the domestic messes:
infidelity, gay relationships,
divided political views,
substance abuse,
family business woes-
REALLY JUST MAKES EVERYTHING
ON MY SIDE MILDER.
yeah, FAMILY
crappy for most parts,
but the few people you'll
ever receive non-judgmental love from.
12:04 AM
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
EMO.1) all these darned
career talks/networking sessions/AB228A
have succeeded in shaking my
pretty much already-tragic world up.
i really feel like im drowning
in my own mediocrity and
my darned impending unemployment.
while the rest of the world
is All Things Desirable
(or otherwise,
muster enough ego to believe it)
the only thing that differentiates
me is that i am strange.
2) people keep accusing me
of being Happy.
these days i have been meeting
New People and it is all
a very tiring affair
re-explaining myself/ accomodating
to the ______ of New People.
i can do superficial,
but shizzz WHAT IF NEW PEOPLE
ARE EXPECTING MORE THAN SUPERFICIAL???
3) nobody should have to be
subjected to the
TORTURE AND TRAUMA of having to
fight the MRT CROWD twice a day
from BOONLAY TO BISHAN,
it is just too inhumane, unhealthy
and downright upsetting.
4) the tiles on my kitchen wall
decided to give way last week.
i saw it unfold:
it started at 6+ in the morning,
a loud imploding sound
lasting some 2 mins,
then the debris flew out and onto
the dining table, leaving
a caved out and cracked portion
of the wall.
KINDA WEIRD AND VERY TRAGIC.
5) i witnessed a motorcyclist SKID AND FALL
OFF HIS BIKE after trying to
swerve away from this BLOODY TAXI
MAKING AN ILLEGAL UTURN AND HE FREAKINNNN
JUST SPED AWAY WITH THE POOR DUDE
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD.
yes true to my instincts of a
socially responsible
member of the public
i dialed 995,
helped redirect traffic,
made a police statement as a witness...
THE DRAMA JUST NEVER ENDS.
6) AND MORE NOT TO BE PUBLISHED
ON THE WORLD WIDE WEBZZZZZZZZ
basically i have officially
busted my scale of
Irritable and Freakinnn Emo.
10:24 PM
