A Dance of Life

The End?

2006-05-20T21:19:00.000+08:00

This will be my last blog post for the year.
Reason being that I will be staying at a different house for the months leading up to the A'level examinations, and therefore I will have no access to a computer or possess internet capabilities.

This, inevitably entails me not being able to renew WoW. May my fellow heroes battle on valiantly in my abscence. *fantasy world pwns (takes control and utterly destroys) RL (real life) *nods

I have heard.. a million.. different accounts on the warped concept of love.
Love is a concept. It exists to hurt, to make others envy you, but also to make us stronger.

Love IMO ( in my opinion) is sick and twisted in Singapore. Yes, love makes one stronger, through the encouragement of a partner, the sharing of compassion etc.
In Singapore, however, teenage-romance is glorified. Love as it seems implies status.
It defines one as being a winner or a loser.

Those who wish to stay single find themselves losing friends to obsessive OR nonchalant bfs/gfs (boy/girl friends)

Those who SEEK love are punished. Be kind or nice and the opposite gender will avoid you like the plague. Is it a crime to love? to care?
Apparently so.

I often blamed size discrimination as a reason for my failure where BGRs are concerned. But it cannot be.
I am not bad looking and my size is certainly not repulsive. Most girls choose skinny guys with no butts, little charisma and faces that resemble 46 year olds, be they chinese or malay. But even fat guys and big sized ones get girls.

So the fault lies within me.

Everything I've done and am is wrong in Singaporean eyes.
I have repressed my natural voice to fit into society. My looks are too 'young'.
My big upper frame does not give security, rather it is a social burden, something uncool. My voice 'intimidates' My approach, the way I deal with people... every fibre of my being is wrong it seems.

" don't be so nice to other people... they will take advantage of you.."
"I hope, that when you get yr gf next time, you won't treat everyone else as special as you do her"

My dear, this bespeaks towards a simple social sytemic disfunction in society.
Whenever teachers tell me that they will give me HOURS for CIP (community involvement) I scoff.

Please. If you do not have the compassion to want to help others, and rather you do it because of recognition, please fuck off. I'd rather you stay honest and ignorant.
Altruism, its for the best.
I help cause I know what its like to be alone.
I help cause I was brought up to think of others.
I help... cause I WANT TO.

Then again maybe its not my time??? :P

FFS. (for fuck's sake) WHEN?
I do not want to be 30+ when I tell my first gf "dear... you're my first love.."
I want to swing. I want to enjoy young romance. I want someone to cheirsh, so spend time with. Someone to justify my existence. Someone of the opposite gender to take my loneliness away.

This smacks of desperation. Oh yes, BGRs have been a perennial problem with me, so yea I guess I am desperate.
Couples at shopping malls, lost in their own sacred worlds. It doesn't matter if either partner is abusive, demanding or cheating on the other. The blissful pair makes singlelites envious all around them, makes the singles question why..
why am I alone?

*ick, vomits, eeyuh so despo~~
hahaha, that's probably your respone right? so be it.

I just want to love, and be loved by a girl. Is that a crime?
If I care for you, is that a crime?
If I want to be with you, is that wrong?

All I need is a chance. But yet you must understand, I will not lower myself to like those I do not like. That is only fair. But destiny, fate or whatever God is out there, does not want to grant me this simple request. A gf will motivate me and give me the strength to carry on.

Yet, I have to fight on ALONE for the next 2 and a half years.
The A'levels and NS.
After that, I will travel to Australia to study, even if my A'level results are good.
( a good A'level certificate is merely used to make an NS life not so retarded)

Overseas..
The grass is ALWAYS greener on the other side...
but what if its not true..
what if 'skinny propaganda' (social phenomenon that favors the thin superficially)
is equivocally rife overseas? what if love eludes me yet again? add racism to that and the fears are all - too - real.

But yet I must try. as always. to try... and fail.
If I fail... if overseas does not bring the promise of happiness.. then I shall work hard to earn a sum of money ( calculated) to pay my family back.

I can never return their love, their gift of life and memories.
But without love then, when I have tried all avenues.. the loneliness will be too much to take. I will die.

Sincerely,
Mark

The tears I cried today,
virgin drops of my heart's decay.
Alienation is key,
I must do this to be free.
For entrapped on this island that rejects
this soul delves deep and reflects
" I do not know how much of this I can take anymore"

Snap out of it

2006-05-15T22:36:00.000+08:00

Note to self:

Snap out of it.

You've been affected since the March hols.

Get over it.

Can't get GF, Epics or a social life.

So? Get with it.

Get with the programme of life or you will really become

A Loser in Real Life and World of Warcraft

.

2006-05-05T19:09:00.000+08:00

This post is for a certain classmate of mine

Hey man, let me start with I do not hate you contrary to that argument we had last year.
But one thing has not changed. There are certain things that I will never listen to you about.

Change my attitude? You are a fine one to tell me to do that. Change to emulate your supreme arrogance and passive attitude to certain things? sorry can't do that.
Your SA background and confidence may have attracted many girls, but when it gets overbearing, you have unwittingly stepped on many toes.

I do not need re-assurance that I'm a loser and I am not a disillusioned intellectual.
As I said before, if you choose to stay blind to the reality of society and mankind its your wish. Everyday I wish I were skinny. You should understand that.
For to be thin would be to have confidence, opportunity and appreciation. I, myself am guilty towards the prejudice that exists, but at least admit that you are one of us all.

Don't pretend to be blind.

crossroads

2006-04-26T13:25:00.000+08:00

It is a crucial year.
One that determines many of our fates.
What does destiny decree for my class and I?
I have faith in my classmates. All of them.
All of us are capable of good results.
I am capable of 4 A's if I so choose to pursue them.

So what's holding me back?
At a crossroads, with old problems resurfacing... nay not old ones, but nagging, embedded troubles that have plagued me all these years.

On one path: I continue to loathe myself and question my position. I continue to survive on a diet of games, escapism from the harsh realities of life and Singapore.
Self-pity and hatred mixed together in one. I fail my A'levels, go into NS,get a good body, come out and work for 4 years or so to save up enough $ to go overseas.
Result: I'm still single because of Singaporean prejudice and I take an even longer route as usual, and maybe along the line commit suicide.

HAH! suicide. now there's a joke. contemplated writing a suicide note during the entirety of school today, as the question keeps surfacing: " why didn't I just walk out of school today?" Bullshit. I'm weak. no balls to commit suicide I tell you. Where got painless way to die? besides, gotta pay my family back what I owe them, monetary or otherwise. and to cry or die would be allowing singapore more victories.

Path 2: I channel all the hatred. jealousy and anger into energy for studying. This depression may prove to be good after all. It gives me a warped focus. a resigned state of mind that seeks out distractions.

Maybe the trick is to make studying seem enjoyable and distracting.

I pass my A'levels well, go into NS, get a good body, come out and enter a local university where I do not burden my parents financially. I get a degree at a quicker pace, and leave Singapore for good.
mayhaps I'll find my happiness overseas, where peope appreciate me and girls who will like me.
or maybe I'll discover that skinny propaganda exists everywhere else on this planet,
just in varying degrees of severity, Singapore is extreme, and experience a new problem: racism.

Who knows what fate, that fickle bitch, has in store for me.
Is fate enforcing this loneliness and singlehood on me because of my size, my looks, personality or family status?

I think not.

As I watch friends who cherish their ABUSIVE boyfriends, friends who cling onto boyfriends who rarely spend time with them, friends who have hitched up with fat guys with no character or cash, friends who go after guys who have absolutely no facial beauty whatsoever, and friends who go after skinny-fucks of course;
I begin to wonder: "is it my destiny to suffer this loneliness?"

I have to find out.

sanctuary

2006-04-25T18:44:00.000+08:00

Finally mustered the courage to go watch a movie alone today.
Yet another step to coming to terms with my loneliness.
Perhaps its the overwhelming waves of dejection and depression that have washed over me these past 2 months that made me do it.

Initially it was good. Just some lone parents out with their kids seated around me.
Until they came.

one by one, pairs of couples flooded in.
It started with an AMKSS couple, hot girl + chinese guy, then it repeated itself til' the row next to me and in front of me, and all aroudn the theatre was full of couples.
Thankfully, a mother and her 2 kids were next to me, lest I'd have felt worse.

Ice Age 2 was an ok film. The pre-film adverts were packed full of 3D animated shows... must be because they figured Ice Age 2's audience would predominantl be kids and families. They were wrong.

after the show, walked around abit and took a train home. saw a familiar face from school with her boyfriend, haha if only bertram were there.

I've started questioning my flaws.
is it because of my looks?
my size?
my voice?
my school?
my attitude?
my status?

Everything seems to be wrong with me.
Don't know what the fuck I'm living for, merely out of respect to my parents and to perhaps fulfil a dream for my family and relatives: to enter a university and graduate.
Fuck man, Uni ain't even my dream.

BGrs huh... what is a desire, a neccessity has become an obsession.
it is consuming and self-degrading.
Am I desperate? if so feel free to avoid me, I don't need friends,
I don't need any of you.
all who read this are free to intepret it whatever way u so choose.
Don';t waste your breath asking me to edit it or deleting it.
I'm a fucking loser anyway, sustaining a soul's health in a virtual world.

I need someone to save me.
I need sanctuary.

Rain

2006-04-24T18:43:00.002+08:00

The torrential rain is spoiling everyone's mood and plans apparently, and no doubt I feel sympathy for my friends, however walking home this afternoon in the torrential rain was surprisingly refreshing.

The strong wind that hinders your slow progression, the heavy raindrops pelting your skin and clothes. Totally drenched, cold, invigorating sensations awaken your soul as your uniform drags you down futilely. I love the cold.I really do.

The grey sky denotes an ominous message of the existence of a Judgment Day for humankind.

Oh well, on to the post.
Due to requests to change the tone of my blog, I shall start a new chapter :D
I've come to terms with my loneliness and failings as a person. Can't blame society, for I am equivocally blind as those around me.

Thus, I shall start a new chapter. Wanted to do posts on each of my current classmates, for they'll be the ones charging with me towards the A'levels. Since my 'mates have come up with international representations for each of us, I shall do double posts, basically a comparison of a classmate and the country he/she supposedly represents, and at the same time blog about what I feel about each entity.

Here's the list: *in no specific order
Eric Thomas Tan Seng Kiat - China
Inez Maria - Iran
Justina Lee - Japan
Bertram Lee - Britain
Dominic Yeo - Australia
Terrance Ng - Russia
Ailing Sim - USA
Ow Shihong - Switzerland
Lyvia Leong - Taiwan
Gurpreet Kaur - India
Saravanan - Tibet
Sila Gurung - Nepal
Khairuzzaman - Singapore
Farhan - Indonesia
Me - France

* Helmy, Ayu and Hamizah have not received their countries yet lol. I'm sure we'll come up with something.

Expect the first country/classmate soon.

Whatever

2006-04-14T02:37:00.000+08:00

Signs of Depression:

1) your jeans get tighter as you grow fatter from eating lotsa food
2) you lose the mood to exercise, not that it ever made you feel good before
3) you take out your keys when you reach the atm
4) you play a virtual game which u invest precious time and money in even when the interest wanes, just to achieve escapism
5) your skin condition, especially the facial area starts to degenerate back to a horrid state
6) your results plummet even further, even when they seem incapable of getting any worser
7) you start to lose hair
8) you start to think whether you need a western religion to improve your social life and save your sanity
9) important people start criticising the deterioration of your profficiency in the english language
10) the list of sign continue to grow..

I fucking hate myself. I hate my skin, my body, my attitude, my voice, everything.
learn to love thyself before love finds you? haha sorry.
Love can fuckoff in all its bullshit glory.

Pain

2006-03-27T21:00:00.000+08:00

What is Pain?

Is it the physical torment that one has to endure when terminal sickness afflicts your body, the constant pangs and wracking reminders that course throughout your cadaver-like state as you lie on a bed in abject misery?

Is it the firing up of nerves to their biological limits, where the needle like sensations cluster together to provide a sensual torture so bad, that death is desirable?

Is it the strain of muscles, the tearing of tendons that are part and parcel of our bodily pursuits for beauty; (health was never EVER a reason to exercise) the personal orchestration of body enhancement?

A green horn like me has almsot no right to describe pain to you.
But I do know pain extends beyond the physical, transcending the boundary of the flesh.

For I have seen and experienced in some,
the sorrow of children that have lost their parents.
the agony of the wretched ill.
the tears in the parting of friends.
the emptiness with the loss of dreams or precious possessions.
the torment of a lost spouse.
the bitter taste of defeat.

Pain encompasses all these and more, and although science attributes pain to the electic signals our brain sends throughout our spinal cord and to the multitude of nerves we have, true pain does something more.

Have you ever been hurt so bad it was a choking feeling that sapped your
vitality away,
your life energy ebbing away in dribs and drabs of melancholic tears
filled wih the salt of despair,
your thoughts churning a million maelstroms of confusion,
your emotions battered to a bloody pulp by an oxymoronic non-violent cause?

Most of have.
But those who did no succumb to the tears.
Those who stood strong and proud be you girl or guy.
Those who finally had enough and decided not to give life anymore leeway.
Those who say: " Let it come!" and yet did not fall into the trap of complacency of thinking oneself better than those 'apparently' beneath you.

I salute you. For pain has a free reign over our lives due to the stupidity of man's decisions. For life IS unfair. And after going through education and seeing my father amongst many others suffer hardwork and a pay 1/4 of that of a lazy arse who merely has a certificate, life is about pain.

To Live and Let Live? I think not.
To hurt myself, so you can't me? I think not.
To birng pain unto others so that they do not have a chance to do so to you?

Mercy, you say? oohhh..... Not Tonight.

Mark the Moron

2006-03-24T23:33:00.000+08:00

Melancholic, Maudlin, Morose, Miserable Me.

Add Moronic to that and you've pretty got me all summed up.
Aye, how doth Mark befit the entitlement of "Le'Moron"?

Let me count the ways:
1) I lost $50, got 2 suspects but can't do anything about it.
2) Supposed to be studying; instead find all sorts of ways to procrastinate and end up sleeping between 2am-4am everyday wthout doing anything productive. eg. the blogging I'm doing now.
3) I treat my parents like shit. Or rather i just don't want to talk or socially interact with them.
4) My command of the English Language has deteriorated beyond compare. Its so bad my grasp of the chinese language is dangerously close to it.
5) So big! yet so weak.. My body belies a physical weakness. Sure my legs can crush heads, but my arms can't lift more than your average joe.
6) I'm blinded by girls, always playing second best.
7) I have the potential, nay, everything within my power to be successful (READ: success in singapore equates Top-Notch grades OR being damn good in a sport OR being skinny LoLs XD) but I don't want~~~ cos I'm too angry half the time to do anythign about it
8) I'm definitely gonna fail my A'levels or get just below the marks required for an entry to university thus screwing myself YET again. :)
9) I'm fat. Enuff said.

10) I loathe Singaporean society and certain kinds of people here, yet I am more Singaporean than I feel. I am impatient, materialistic, greedy and irritated by our country's restrictions half the time yet enjoying the control. Pity I'm not Singaporean physically.

Checklist for Salvation:
a) Shut up and Study
b) go to the f***ing gym and train dammit
c) Shut up and study
d) cut down on time spent with best friends
e) Shut up and study
f) operation before exams: cut sweat glands to prevent sweaty palms which has plagued me in every single exam since young
g) Shut up and study

Random Battles!

2006-03-21T20:17:00.000+08:00

Random Battles!

One can't escape the past.
So what exactly is one's past?
Seems the only way is change and creation.
We have to constantly create new and better situations for ourselves that
are different from the past.

School sucks. hatred towards it at an all new peak.
NS is good then perhaps, for when we boys enter to waste 2 years of our lives,
we'll find ourselves wishing we were in school.

Date Movie is lame. its so ridiculous and impossible, that I came out of the cinema stunned at its nonsensical parodies. Indeed, it is a parody parade. Not advisable to be a real 'date movie'

So disgusting, every turn I take I see another blinking couple. Jeez, they walk so slow, bar one's path as if the world world were theirs' - get a life already. noone appreciates individualism anymore.

V for Vendetta was surprisngly riveting. Good plot, good cast of actors. Packed full with interesting scenes and profound phrases wrought out of litetary souls.

Sometimes the truth is so blatant yet so hidden. Can't blame everyone for denying something they're guilty of. Who would admit life is based on different levels of social biasedness and superficiality? ah, the complexities of man.

This post reflects the random chaos that swirls in my mind in recent times. Funny, studying seems to be there, but tis a drive lost amidst the torrent of life. Hatred and other negativities stand in my way. I need to find an outlet for my rage before can find my motivation. Motivation will not come to me, fate has seen to that.

Will Kadir Boxing School be the answer? But farrer park.. so bloody far away.

Friendship

2006-03-19T19:28:00.000+08:00

Sorry to disappoint if any of you were looking forward to a post about Bintan.
Decided not to since I've verbally updated most of you on it anywayz :p
Do tell me if you want my take on it here, only then shall I write one.

Today's post then, is about a special friendship I have.
It is a 'she' of course, so therein lies the complication.
*Disclaimer*: this is not about ... you know who.

Whatever, continuing on.
Many factors culminate in this weird, yet satisfying friendship.
We're both held back certain things, yet having vested interests for whatever reasons fate has decreed to fall upon us.

She's malay, I'm chinese. Big difference there, so I guess this is the strongest factor that keeps us apart amorously.
I'm big ( see? I'm not obsessed that I'm fat ), she's small sized. Being together would just be superficially weird.
She's loud, I'm generally quiet unless I'm with a small number people I'm comfortable with.
She's confident, I'm generally not unless I'm damn pissed off. (then it becomes Rage.. -_-'' )
She's damn tan, I'm so fair I think the doctors bleached me when I was born.
She's generally been attached (on and off many times, her current relationship being the longest one yet, hope she doesn't do anything stupid to ruin it -_-''' ) , I've been single all my life.

The differences are many and in stark contrast. But yet the beauty of it is that we can really enjoy a platonic friendship. I know I'm not that badlooking and she is definitely hot, so this ain't one of those ugly boy/girl platonic relationship.
Well these are my views, and she is my friend.
For once, I enjoy being that good friend. A dependable shield and listening ear.

Monster

2006-03-16T01:07:00.000+08:00

A most grand villain indeed.

Villains normally come in 2 forms:
the charismatically cruel ones bent on world domination and
the murderous kind that indulges in wanton destruction.

For players of Final Fantasy 7, Sephiroth, is a combination of both IMO.
A Grand Villain indeed.

A schoolmate of mine calls out teasingly: 'hey monster', I respond in kind : 'hey, monster gurl' the proceeds sticking out of tongues and exchanges of friendly smiles.
*schoolmate: a sweet malay girl

Mayhaps its tme to become that monster. For villains always seem to score initial victories and eventually orchestrate their own demise.
Yesyes, they lose in the end. BUT, they have succeeded in causing utmost pain to their enemies and gained an INITIAL upperhand. Perhaps, this should be what I seek first. I am after all impatient.

Monster huh? No more the knight, no more the hero of sacrifice.
Sephiroth, let me bend my will upon your vengeful path.

Become that which you hate to survive.

Transition

2006-03-14T20:44:00.001+08:00

Is it that difficult? hmm.

Bintan Trip account shifted to this weekend when I get my thoughts sorted out. :)
Right now: feeling absolutely dejected. :)

Apologies to Nigel and Szewei, I can't share my troubles with you guys; besides I have to question myself: "Who the Hell am I?"
I believe that will give me the right answer and direction.

Many thanks Bertram, its much easier for me now.
Never thought you'd be the one who'd change me this year.
Well, its time to show everyone what I can do when I want to study.
I'll show you what I'm capable of.

' 6 more years... just 6 more, Singapore. I will escape your clutches soon, so do your worst to me. I will bring glory to myself and happiness to my loved ones elsewhere. '

Transition

2006-03-14T20:44:00.000+08:00

Transition

2006-03-14T08:22:00.000+08:00

Currently, I'm in transition.
Change is definitely in order.
Will update later on the Bintan trip.
Check back later!

......

2006-03-07T23:55:00.000+08:00

Lifeskillsenrichment

this post is gonna be one where I will lambast you.

1. you're a disorganised organisation that is supposedly created for organising other people's lives.
2. you lack creativity
3. Why did you choose millennia institute? is it due to the other JCs shunning your... 'services'?

My Gripes:
some bloody kok idiot went and spammed, *read: did the first test several times over his/her stipulated 20minutes. Thus, susbequent users do not have enough credits to start tyheir own reports which is EVER-SO-IMPORTANT to the teachers of MI. Agreed, the person is stupid, did not read the instructions carefully (read and u will come to a conlcusion why the credits are all gone.)
But waitaminute, CREDITS? WTF? oh my god, report on oneself (talents etc.) yes this may be relevant if it weren't irritating enough already. WHY PUT CREDITS IN? IS IT SOME SICK GAME U ARE TRYING TO PLAY? Your.. 'creativity' astounds me Lifeskillsenrichment.co U should let me come down to your Headquarters (armed with a baseball bat, katana, guns and other dangerous implements) and 'ENRICH' your lives :)
Thanks! to the kok who did not follow the paper's instructions
Thanks! to lifeskillsenrichment for making the lives of MI students more miserable

to those who have yet to do up the reports: If the teachers dare scold us, I'll murder them. It is not our fault.

I'm not gona ask for pardon for my bad grammar. I'm too pissed. Life is already so fucked up.. So please. MI, we need to STUDY. NOT get these kind of stupid disorganised uninteresting unnexxessarily-complicated LIFE 'ENRICHMENT' SKILLS. you want us to be enriched? Train us to Beautfiy that A level sheet with A's

Light bulbs and Concessions

2006-03-04T00:00:00.000+08:00

Hmm.. I finally have to admit.
Inez and I argued about this in year 1, and we finally cmae to a conclusion:

Guys and Girls can be platonic friends, but one party always pays(hurts - alittle/lot)

I also concede that.. Sometimes love is the one thing that destroys friends, taking away the magic that so created the special friendship in the first place.

On a lighter note: The JC light bulb joke!!! With addition of MI! (finally) yeayea its old but its still funny ;)

Q: how many RJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: 4 whole faculties. 1 to design a new bulb, 1 to test it out, 1 to market it and 1 guy to write an thesis about it.

Q: how many HCJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: The Whole School - to compete with RJC

Q: how many VJC students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: The Whole School - 1 to screw it in, the rest cheering and waving flags/banners to support him.

*to prevent redundancy and save time I'll just use the names of the JCs henceforth

Q: how many NJC ... ?
A: NO LIGHT STILL CAN STUDY!!!

Q: how many AJC ... ?
A: Too busy trying to be one of the top 5 JCs

Q: how many ACJC ... ?
A: none - they use their $ to employ YJC to do the job for them

Q: how many YJC ... ?
A: none - one teacher will tell them what abulb is and provide a demonstration

Q: how many CJC ... ?
A: they prefer it darker... (*ahem, raises eyebrow)

Q: how many JJC ... ?
A: none - their Physics is so bad their teachers are in depression

Q: how many TPJC ... ?
A: would they bother?

Q: how many MJC ... ?
A: none - all are studying hard and trying hard not to get expelled.

Q: how many SAJC ... ?
A: none - they'll pray for divine intervention

Q: how many NYJC ... ?
A: * they're still using oil lamps

Q: how many SRJC ... ?
A: huh... wat lite barb?

Q: how many IJC ... ?
A: none - they're more worried about the dangling fans in their studios

Q: Do you wonder who started this?
A: MI! (millennia institute)

Da Bomb' - Recent Addition

Q: how many MI students does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None - they think they're bright enough already.

WTF

2006-03-02T21:26:00.000+08:00

Oh by the way, in addition,
I got a distinction for my chinese Oral.
;) LOLOLOLOLOLOL

Added on from the previous post.

L O L

2006-03-02T21:07:00.000+08:00

lol.

I used to be a detractor of acronyms and abbreviations. Now these darling triplet and quadruplet
string of alphabets dot my speech and cannot be erdicated from my mind.
Corruption, tainting of a destiny? Who's to say?

Therefore, L'ing O L is what I shall post about today.

pretty girls: weak hearted me just can't leave a damsel to suffer her distress.
My speech is different, peppered with the bejeweled formalities of gentlemanly words. My entire demeanour changes towards these 'Angels' sent from heaven.

* this is damn laughable. this is one aspect where I can borrow a singaporean demeanour to
alter my character to

Chinese Results: C5
Finally, that elusive pass has come to me. After so many failures... Now I have motivation to study for me A'levels.

2003: Jonathan Lim, Isaac Iype Matthew and Mark Wong Guo Hong of 5 Agape were RESPONSIBLE for the 1.33% failure rates of the second language of the PHS cohort. ERach obtaining a D7 grade.

Incidentally, Jonathan scored a C5 as well.
Both of us: C5 now that is FRIGGIN LAUGHABLE.
Time to head back to PHS to see our dear
Mr.s Lam

The funniest thing, the one thing that is most laughable about me?
My Choices.
Christ. even my choice of using this to denota exapserattion : 'christ' is inappropiate cos I'm not christian. Yet I use it cos i like the sound of it nd it ain't vulgar. But I digress.

My choices of crushes: Laughable. Unlike some who have kok tastes in girls, at least I fall for Chio/Pretty/Beautiful/Hot/Cute/Sexy (takr your pick boys) girls.
However, whoever I';ve fallen for, the chances of success : 0%?
haha, stupid me.
Choices of tasks and the things I do..
I'm fucking stupid and I'm rambling. Pardon me.

Sudden Realisation dawning upon oneself is a blessing. But some stubborn idiots take longer to wake up. *FUCK YOU MARK! WAKE UP YOUR BLOODY IDEA! - Sergeant's voice.

LoL. *Disclaimer: this post was totally random and stupid much like the real Mark.
- Cheerio~ til the next post ( a normal one )

Change

2006-02-26T00:09:00.000+08:00

The Tau state: The one constant in the universe is change, the wise adapt.

So what shall I blog about today... hmm..

Seems lists are easier to do in recent times, therefore a List is in orh-dah~!

Things I need to change in my life:

1) Stop being so angry with everything in Singapore.
Solution: ignore the injustice and irritants, find an alternate, more realistic motivation and walk toward the ultimate goal - Migration! (woots! cheers*)

2) Find a different group of friends to hang out with during the weekends.
Solution: Join church? I think not. Hmm, will just have to see how life's gona alter my social circle this march.

3) Change my flabbalicious body into a more toned, muscular one.
Solution: Jogging wise I'm fine.. Imperative: Hit Da Gym!
Paramount thing is to start lifting weights at da gym. and CRUNCHES! TONS of 'em!

4) Waking time. Cutting it too close everyday.
Solution: Sleep earlier lah! duh..

5) Mindset on ****s.
Solution: Ignore them, stay away, limit contact. Time to throw off that jacket of gentlemanship and move on with life. A selfish, money driven, power hungry life that everyone else(successful people: JC, Uni students) is leading.

A Weekend of Productivity

2006-02-24T20:45:00.000+08:00

This weekend is gonna be busy.

Finally the goddamn MI History Seminar is over!
Mr. Peter Pong was funny tho.
All the best to those participating in the NUS history seminar tomorrow!

Things to Do:
1) Update/Create New Passport
2) Study econs and do up stipulated 10 year series exercises set by Miss Chew
3) Finish up my History and Literature essays
4) Check a random comic shop/s for episode 13 of Mahou Sensei Negima and episode 7 of D.Gray Man
5) Write a mantra/prayer for migration, or a poem : A Foreign Dream

Sick and Tired

2006-02-23T20:28:00.000+08:00

This morning's nightmare of dying to disgusting demons: some had parasites which stuck to human's faces with their tentacles driven up the nasal passage and into the brain, some had a gaping hole where the heart was, with tentacles and appendages sticking out, some had mouths with the usual fangs and tentacles again. A hole within some concrete ceiling with pitch blackness that lay beyond was the hole that spawned them. Dusty motes covered the air and I woke up feeling utterly helpless and pissed off that I couldn't injure them.

Millennia Institute's History Seminar is taking its toll on me. Information released just 3-4 days ago about an NUS professor being present to grade us is not making it any better.
The history seminar should be for the year 2s: test them to see who's worthy of the REAL seminar - The Annual NUS History seminar (went for it in 2004, abit boring but a good experience and event)

Singapore gives innovation a bad name.

This is the last time I'm gonna get involved with a seminar or project like this in MI. Not gonna complain about anything or state my grievances.
I would just like to say that the next time I get pushed to do something like this, I will stand up and declare adamantly, vehemently and with dire conviction:

Fuck Off.

Freedom

2006-02-22T22:16:00.000+08:00

I've finally given up!

Whoo! Freedom!

A New Me? We Shall See.

;)

Foolishness

2006-02-20T23:52:00.000+08:00

I am a fool.

Rushing in. Blah, blah, blah.

Its time I wake up. In every essence of the act. Lest...

Lest I fail.

Instability/Anger/Depression OR Oppression/Ardour/Patience

I gotta choose, and one path means life.

Flight

2006-02-19T16:19:00.000+08:00

Why do all dreamers share visions of flight?

Is it the longing of the spirit to be free of the meat and bone and dirt of mortal life?

Do we tap a shared memory of some lost history when we could all soar at will?

or is it simply base jealousy that propels the mind into the clouds?

For how can anything that flies be burdened by sorrow or want?

How could anything that dances with the wind stay long enough to hurt?

What would one give to find out?

What would one give to fly?

Superman - Godfall

Best Friends

2006-02-18T00:11:00.000+08:00

My 3 best friends: Szewei, Nigel and Alvin. And my closest friend in MI, Shihong.
This post is for you guys.

I've come to realise, many times in fact, that I've been extremely selfish. Yes, I may not have the normal selfishness that Singaporeans have or the kind that my schoolmates have shown me, but I've been an arse to you guys, people who care for me, and especially my family.

To Szewei: Thanks for showing me what to do. I knew it all along actually, many girls tellimg me this fact and you being the first male to do so. ;) I will be patient and ever hope to leave to a place where girls aren't blind or superficially warped in taste. Don't ever think for once that you have corrupted me, for a person's chocie as to what he allows to influence him is entirely his alone. Thanks for everything, from the fun, the games, the laughter and the knowledge you have shared with me ( all of it haha *winks)
- Don't give up on your Robot Dreams! The first Mech WILL be construted and conceptualized by you. I have faith.

To Nigel: Zymeth. Sephiroth. Ah, my villainous friend. Even though the nuances of gayness that exudes from you now is alarming (just kidding :p) you have my gratitude for being there for me.
I know you have problems too and I thank you for always bringing yourself to my level, to my perspective and giving me sound advice. Yes, you, the guys and I may seek escapism and fun far too much, but you're probbably the most non-judgmental and open-minded individual I know. Your bravery in facing Singapore's society just gives me inspiration to do the same, to fight the norms as such. Thank you for your friendship.
- Find a dream my friend. Find what you seek from REAL life. I'll be here to offer you whatever help you may need.

To Alvin: Mr. Guitar. The embodiment of a jack of all trades, yet a master of none? Nay, you pick up things so fast, switching interests like the chaoatic swirls of the aurora borealis, but you can be a master. You just need to find your one true love ;). You my friend, have shown me the joys of following one';s heart's desires, the determination and passion to chase that spark. To devote oneself to current interest. I laud that no matter what ANYONE says. It differentiates us from mundane humanity, from hypocritical humanity. Thanks for showing me that life is not about suffering and giving oneself unto the horrors of society and duty.
- No music, no life. Will you be the next bringer of sacred sound to this world? Go for it. Go with all my blessings and all my faith. The world awaits.

To Shihong: My salvation in MI. Mr. deep thinker, the one who sees beyond the convention, beyond the norm. You certainly have my gratitude for keeping my intellect alive, not falling prey to the influential stupidity of some I know haha. Have more confidence in yourself man! Do not be like me, whose supreme confidence only surfaces in the face of anger and rage. You are stornger, smarter and more capable than you know. Your discipline is astounding and it has rubbed off onto me a little, lest I'd never have the strength to do anythign for the school or class.
Thanks for the companionship and your listening ear.
- Learn to have that tiny boit of aggression, for you need that to fuel, to refine your already ambitious drive. Teaching is a noble profession. Follow that goal and become a true nurturer of young minds with your dynamism.

To all of you: I pull forth from the abyssal depths of my drakened soul and heart to reach for the purest thanks to give to you guys.
Thanks for the patience.
Thanks for for the fun and times.

Thanks.. for being my friends.

Hmm.

2006-02-16T23:17:00.000+08:00

What a fucking miserable week.

End of Story.

Death

2006-02-14T20:33:00.000+08:00

Fear.

The greatest inhibition one can gives to self is fear. Whatever its manifestation for a person,
fear, like jealousy can eat away at you, consuming and devouring your being. I'm not gonna argue about any 'good' fears, nor am I gona talk about the different kinds of fears we have.

This post is about how I want to die.
I think I've finally figured out how I want to finish spending this mortal coil.
A climactic swordfight. yesh yesh.

Think Final Fantasy, Lord of the Rings, Bleach, Naruto or any fantasy storyline that pits a hero against a villain. The inevitable finale', the dazzling display of agility, superb swordsmanship; the strength behind each blow that rings out with sheer conviction; the beauty of the blades themselves! Each adding to the legends that are the 2 characters in question.
Its ecstasy.

I'd probably be the villain for death normally claims the evil guy. But I could be the hero too, making a last sacrifice to save an unworthy world, to save those who truly matter. Yes, that would make the victory and demise all the more sweeter. All the more alluring and something that my spirit would relish.

Courage, Bravery and Virtue, would these be the values I fight for and Encompass? Nay.
What I adore is the adrenaline, the rush, the finesse, the danger. And ultimately the opportunity to spend the rage within. Too long it has stored, slept like a dormant beast waiting to be rudely awakened. It needs an outlet.

Death by sword, opponent's or my own doing. I honour such an end.

Wonderful Evenings and Water

2006-02-09T22:48:00.000+08:00

Wonderful days like these rarely pass. Soccer, badminton and a nice dinner *grins
*sigh rare occasions though..

nothing much to talk about, although I talk about alot stuff with friends. Just not in the mood to share anything.. Gona end it here.

Why?

2006-02-08T21:53:00.000+08:00

I shall not post anything regarding world affairs, one in particular. You know of which I speak of.

Oh yes one thing before I continue, blogs exist because they allow us to express ou own personal BIASED views and our thoughts/feelings etc. Of course we cannot defame anything, name names and do anything illegal. But to simple things, I find it sad that some people allow others to regulate their blogs. Go ahead and conform, its your choice. Allow me my freedom.

Hmm, yet another academically productive day. But one that is nowhere near persoanlly fulfilling and one full of loneliness. Must say I'm getting used to it. Should have cultivated this kind of existence. Tis the curse of my looks and size in Singapore. perhaps, solitude really is the way to go.
yes it hurts, but it alleviates you the troubles and the horror of listening to the bullshit some people can say. Talk is cheap, talk is fun. Sometimes, you gotta break away and spend time with a truly good friend.

Pok

2006-02-07T22:20:00.000+08:00

That simple word brings a smile to many in MI. Poor Ignatius, I sympathise with u for feeling down man.. therefore, I've jumped on the bandwagon to try to cheer you up! Lighten up man, its just one year left. One miserable year, let's conquer it.

Paradox

2006-02-06T21:27:00.000+08:00

Nothing is certain.

There are exceptions to every rule.

Flawed are these claims to me.
Paradoxical are they, inherently, if one were to think about it.
Nothing is certain, therefore, the statement itself is not subjected to certainty, isn't it?
If so, then the statement is not certain and thus this denotes the existence of a CERTAIN thing.
Secular, I tell you.

How about exceptions to rules? Same thing, if this were true, shouldn't there be an exception to the rule itself? That the exception exists in itself that there may not be any exceptions at all! That all rules are set.

It's quite hilarious to me. But my point is, or rather, my question is: Who Decides?

Watching Fearless made me think about a lot of things.. (must be because of saturday -_-'') and this one scene was most poignant: the one where Huo Yuan Jia has tea with his opponent, Tanaka before a tournament.

Tanaka argues that tea must have classifications, whilst Huo Yuanjia takes a more simplistic approach to tea.

He believes that tea is tea. All grown in soil, made with boiling water, etc. It is the feeling one derives from drinking tea, the experience one has with a fellow drinker, that really counts, not the taste or quality of the tea.

Therefore, it is ultimately Humans who decide what's what. What is love, what is life, how should one live, what are social norms and so on.
My message to you guys and myself: Get a Dream, Work for it.

cos honestly, that missing dream, that absent ambition, has deprived me of the motivation to
push myself to study. many of us are lost. what do we want? I think its about time we discover
what we truly desire in life.

Randomness

2006-02-06T00:22:00.000+08:00

Just 10 random things I'd like to share:

1) Fearless is a must-watch.
2) Badminton is like a dance.
3) Press-Freedom must be protected; the guilty need to shutup.
4) Love in Singapore is twisted.
5) Everyone needs to find a dream, a goal.
6) F & N Blazt is good!
7) I find the Mc'Donald's Fantastic advertisement disturbingly catchy (although the actors are horrid -_-'')
8) WoW is SO good! and so evil. It destroys friendships, yes it does.
9) I should have taken Mathematics or Accounts, rather than Economics.
10) I have to let my best friends go, and vice versa...

Singapore

2006-02-01T18:14:00.000+08:00

The problem with blogs is, there are so many things u wanna write abou, but you merely store them within the cranal confines of your head. Ideas, opinions, complaints, praises - the chaos of the literary world waiting to burst out in all its creative glory online, in size 14 Arial fonts.

After a ChineseNewyear hiatus, I have returned and I feel that its ABOUT time I clear up any confusion over my stance with Singapore.

Disclaimer: I am a quitter. Got a problem with that? No matter your answer, be you fellow migrater-wannabe or a patriot, I bear no offense or want to influence either party. My reasons for wanting to leaves badly are personal (literallly) so screw you if u think to come talk to me or criticise me about wanting to migrate. Ps. you'll just get a scolding from me.

Therefore, this post is about....

The Things that I am proud of in SINGAPORE (surprise! surprise!)

1) Public transport: yesyes, waitage time, crowds and those 'JERKY' drivers.
Coupled with the ever-increasing fares, Singaporeans have no end to the complaints over our transportation system. I, however am extremely satisfied with it. The NE line , FYI, is running on an incredible deficit, unprecedented in Singapore's glorious economic history. Our modes of transport are mostly air-conditioned, the seats suitably comfortable and are in fact, more punctual than their counterparts in other countries. So, where public transport is concerned, Singapore is a winner.

2) Our Army: Big Surprise here! I personally feel that NS is a waste of time and am extremely annoyed by girls who think that NS is cool and wil turn boys into men. NS does NOT MAKE A MAN! NS is BASIC military preparation for Singaporean males. and gives them a good body + the means to defend their family in times of war. Enough said.

That being cleared, I am tired too, of people who look down on our army and
think they're all wussies, low tech, ill equipped, etc..
I may not have gone in but through friends' recounts and visual observation
we have GODDAMN FINE ARMY, to put it roughly.
We are modernised, well trained in Urban warfare and our artillery/weaponry/equipment/vehicles are constantly being upgraded, refined and
put to good psychological use (thinking twice before attacking)
The argument of killing, that is whether we are prepared to take another's life is irrelevant, Trust Me On This.
When war comes, the innate human ability to kill will surface, and the Beast in Man will be indiscriminate in its manifestations. [ I will kill in defense for family, friends and self. And so will one who truly loves their own. ]

3) Education: Probably the most paradoxical of all. Many who know me will call me a total hypocrite, for I have fought this part of Singapore for too long. However education defines society, and we are all the better for it. We are intelligent, skilled, linguistically equipped (literate) an creative. I will leave the economic and more deeper social goodies to GP.
Materialism and arrogance are the inevitable excess baggage of education.
Elitis EXISTS in Singpaore. Face it, fight it, or best, become it.

Honourable mentions:
Racial Tolerance / Healthcare / Economic History and system
lastly the One Thing that TRULY makes a country. Its People. I am so proud of certain Singaporeans and yet ironically, it is the most STRONGEST reason I have for wanting to seek egress from Singapore.

Happy Lunar/Chinese New Year

2006-01-28T18:14:00.000+08:00

On this very much lighter note, I'd like to wish everyone a happy chinese and lunar new year.
Gong Xi fa Cai, Xing Nian Quai Le and all that Jazz.

Hope everyones' family spirits remain in good harmony and peace, a dominant force at home. Prosperity is always welcome, but do try to treasure the things that sometimes count more than money; I know I must.

From sources who went to School for the celebrations, it was better than the 2 previous years, and apparently 04B4 won 2nd place.. for what competition, I have vague information over. A rather fair 2 days of holiday given to us school students, that being free monday and tuesday.

Enjoy the celebrations, my friends.

Reasons for love in SIngapore

2006-01-27T00:33:00.000+08:00

Disclaimer: This is an extremely biased post. Should you reufse to read my blog any further because of this post, then la-dee-dah, its up to thou.
These are my obnservations and whether or not you choose to support them or obstinately refute them please do not bring them up to me.

The Theory of a Couple: Reasons and Requirements

Guys:
1) men are bastards. this is a unfallible, universal truth that some girls choose to ignore. If you are an honest male, you will know yourself. whether you be the abusive kind of BF (fuck you if you are), the common flirt who changes GFs like clothes, the Skinny King who sees himself above all girls or the rich boy with a car before his age, alonely soul looking for companionship, all men are jerks, all men are selfish.
2) getting into girls' pants/skirts: Sex has always been and will always be a powerful motivation point.
3) Reputation. some guys like to show off. male pride and ego overrules love.
4) Physicality: most singaporean guys like Skinny girls (and Vice Versa) this is largely due to Media influences and some unexplainable biological effect that puberty has on teenagers. conceding that being pudgy and chubby isn't sexy at all, the thin reign so supremely here that it is astounding!
5) Physicality - continued: Face. Facial beauty is paramount in ANY spociety, not only singapore so I shan;t say that this is bad here alone. Facial preferences are , however governed by racial, media or personal tastes.

Girls:
1) Not all girls are bitches. whereas men are ALL slefish pigs, some girls are truly good people.
However, there are many girls in Singapore who think they are 'chio', beautfiul enough to frown upon others, expect better treatment and so on.
2) Sex does not dominate their reasons for BGRs, but it is important according to personal desires.
3) Money: materialism has a hold on girls. Do not deny this and I cannot blame you. Who wants to hang out with some poor guy? everyone wants to be tearted better, to have more comfortable lives. So inf act I cite money as a REALISTIC goal.
4) Physicality: this is the AREA which I hate most. Contrary to many girls' denial, girls in singapore LOVE skinny guys. This is so prevalent in our society its taken for granted.
why so? do girls get a greater sense of security from them? do girls like boys with oldmens' asses? (flat butt) do girls like hugging hard bones? perhaps, but a new insight provided by a FEMALE friend just serves to accentuate the absurdity of girls liking skinny guys: she believes that it may be due to girls wanting to be skinny themselves but sicne they cannot do so, choose to have skinnier BFs to feel better.
5) facial-wise: clear skin is important. no arguments there. but girl's definition of 'cute' is... unexplainable, its unfathomable! I have friends (female of course) who think that keanu reeves is handsome or takeshi kaneshiro. hey~~ no arguments there! but F4? taufik batisah? SYLVESTER SIM???? only one phrase mates: WTF?

Couple Situation in Singapore:
1) Government encourages couplin gin singapore due to our declning birth rate. to prevent Singapore from enterting Japan's state of having an ageing population, LOVE campaigns are in order, have been set up and launched with a fervor that always exemplifies new policies in Singapore.
2) Reason for failure: ambition and career. ignorance and finances. hearing statistics from friends who have entered the army and spent time in Ahbeng companies, it seems the ahbengs are all out to have babies! oh yes 30% of a company impregnanting ahlains everywhere! well done! problem is they do not want to raise the child.
How about uni grads or normal people? our SOL (standard of living ) is rathe rhigh and even with the introduction of new incentives, financial difficulties will always plague singaporeans. let's face it, by the time you get married here and buy a house, you find yourself having sustained debts.

Now let me move on to the whole gist of this post:
Why I hate Sngaporean Couples.
1) They think they own the world. They walk sooo slowly and block your passage along every stretch oif road in SIngapore.
2) They clamour over a shared secrecy that really isn't hidden at all and love the attention peol elavish about them; whislt complaining in the opne about how they hate people talking about them. Hypocrites.
3) Hypocrites - Continued: "I love him cos he's a nice guy what..." or "I'm giving this girl a chance/playing a game with her." if these are the reasons you teenagers are giving for justifying a relationship, then shame on you.
4) "I'm having an open relationship" claim, we're jus friends~~~ Yea rite! like fucking confess it already?

Main Point: Couples exist in singaporean teenage society to distinguish social standing. If you are and have been single all your teenage life, you WILL feel like a loser. Whatever reasons boys/girls have shunned you for others, take heart that most singaporean couples are losers themselves.

This post is dedicated to all singlelites in Singapore.

Never felt this empty before

2006-01-26T20:41:00.000+08:00

I've never felt so lonely and empty as I did today after school. PE left a distaste on my tongue as my beliefs kicked into independent mode again. Shan't expound on that.

Not gona go to school tomorrow. There is no point seriously:
Crappy performances? Check.
No lessons? Check.
A perfect chance to skip one day of seeing MI? Priceless.

Day 4 of WoW's ending: Going cold turkey is a bad bad experience...
WoW was like drugs to me; now I pay the price for engaging in happiness.

A chance meeting before midnight

2006-01-25T23:38:00.000+08:00

Felt nothing but sleepiness after school. Kicking and playing with a ball in class is more fun then it seems lol. Didn't help in energizing me for econs tuition though..

As usual, econs tuition was fast paced, but very productive. There's hope for me in Economics as yet! *napping at SMU's kinda peaceful haha.

After tuition ehaded for dnner with Nigel and Alvin @ PS. Fish soup there still as good as ever. Sweet Stuff. Had a drink at macs and went down to Paradiz centre to tune Vin's guitar. Unfortunately the guitar shop he usually patronizes was closed. Bought ramly burgers and we took a train back home.

Decided to buy a drink at 7-11's, and who should tap my shoulder? Matthew!
For those of you who know Matthew (ex-MI student/floorball) he's doing fine. I shan't disclose certain things we discussed, suffice to say that it was a warming experience, cos he reinforced what I believe in I guess...

I <3 Moonkins!

2006-01-24T20:46:00.000+08:00

My first post with pictures! *Trial Test

and the honour goes to... MOONKINS!

Oh yessss~~~ the ever adorable, fuzzy, stag-horned, violent-dancing, purple Moonkins!~

So what exactly are Moonkins?

In the World of Warcraft, they are a pecial casterr-form, a creature that Druids are able to morph into. During combat these furry forms imbue one andall with increased chances to deal more damage with offensive magic spells.

Out of combat, Moonkins create chaos. Laughter trails the path of moonkins, their vicious gyrating and violent dance moves, coupled with their Chubby (corpulent sounds rude) and Furry bodies only extenuates the sheer audacity of the existence of such beings.

The photogrpahed Moonkin in question is one of my best friends: Alvin Tham Yong Yao
If I be a bad bad monkey, he be a sad sad moonkin.
Babelicious Elf by day, Moonkin by night, Fimbulvetr belongs to the legion of these enigmatic creatures that are taking the WoW by storm.

No more happiness

2006-01-24T19:47:00.000+08:00

This may be old news for some, but I shall declare it officially now on this new blog o'mine:

I HAVE DELETED WOW!

Yes, yes, I have done the unthinkable, my sole source of happiness, the wondrous realm to which I delve into to forget all my trouble sand be who I truly want to be, be it a holy knight in shining armor or the furious warrior whose might and rage matches the lightning-fast reflexes and extreme dexterity that he possesses. Be it Night-Elf or human, my fantasies have stopped for the year.

My justification for all this? University.
The word in its entirety, define it, seek it, desire it. I hope to ENTER it.

*A promise of updates: I may change my template soon, provided I learn how to do so lol! Tag Board will be up soon, and to be true to my word, daily posts shall be created. Links will
be updated too alongside my profile and wishlist (issit important???) Til' the next~

Thanks a mil' Amanda !

2006-01-23T23:31:00.000+08:00

First of all, I'd like to say thanks to Amanda Faith Yun Hui En for helping me to edit my template (bloggyskin!) Owe ya one babe ;)

Here's something I wrote in 2005, although it kinda applies more to the current situation of 2006.
hope it 1) doesn't bore ya to death 2) give u a better understanding of my recent sentiments.

Seek my path,
Its aftermath

A destiny towards glory,
Or a failure of a story?

If peer you seek,
do not be meek,
I have much might,
but I lack foresight.

Nay, tis not the abscence of future knowledge,
but merely the ignorance to which I pledge,
my entirety-my soul-my being,
thus that I lead life with little meaning.

To bow to conformity,
energy and will focused on uniformity,
to merge with the flow - the mandate of society.
I choose not a sense of enforced propiety.

Much I have taken for granted,
my fears and weaknesses cast my from slanted.

Injured with festering wounds that leave decadence on my already
deteriorating state,
no healer, cure or faith canbring my wretched soul redemption
from hate.

Will success elude me yet again by that dreadful margin?
Will history repeat itself leaving me to chagrin?

Tis my fault and lest I find that forgotten desire,
lest I conform to my mind's ire,

I wll forever be a half-baked spindly coward of a failure

Ever running,
Ever escaping...

New Blog

2006-01-23T19:59:00.000+08:00

Hey guys, this is my new blog. My first was done primarily bk my classmate Khai.
Many thanks dude.
Unfortunately, thechinesepaladin.blogspot.com is officially dead. (it has been for some time :p)

Decided to go for something new and minimalistic. This blog will have no game reviews or movie reviews what-so-ever, so fret not, you people seem to want to read about scandals and the gripes of mankind. Aye, I should answer thy wishes then. All in good time. :)

Expect daily posts! Sensational Scandals! (primarily about Bertram) My thoughts and feelings! (it ain't gona bepretty)

as soon as I get my new template..... anyways here's the address in capitals: VINDICATIONFORVENGEANCE.BLOGSPOT.COM