the last few days have been just crazy wanking and more crazy wanking of game theory. i think it did me good. i sort of understand game theory better.
went to smu today to have some doubts clarified. and then i mugged there until 9pm. which is MAN. hahaha. naah. but i was with all da cool guys there, like royce n christy. who were making fun of each other like every day is sunday.
haiz. i bit my fork just now. now my left front tooth or the gum whatever feels extremely sore when i bite down.i hope i dont get a fucked gum.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
ruinous
well chemistry today was brilliant. i just zonked the first question cos it was too tough for me, and then i just swam in my foam till the paper ended. in the first 10 mins i was swimming against my own current of foam, but after that i just gave up and started wanking the stationery and furniture. seriously, not studying for chemistry is suicidal. i got wanked again at physics, completely didnt know how to do a gay.
some should just wax, and some wacko should not go around proclaiming that she has waxed, cos what she needs is not waxing, but some plastic surgery. ok, some, is an understatement.
mugged with bernard n then mark.
library closed, so mark and i went to a48, which be my class, we just kicked the bloody door open, and then, lo and behold, one girl suddenly looked at us shocked. a guy was sitting at the chair. i bet they were having oral sex when we accidentally barged in. i think we are quite sorry for the coitus interruptus. hrm.
ok im going to file my h3.
some should just wax, and some wacko should not go around proclaiming that she has waxed, cos what she needs is not waxing, but some plastic surgery. ok, some, is an understatement.
mugged with bernard n then mark.
library closed, so mark and i went to a48, which be my class, we just kicked the bloody door open, and then, lo and behold, one girl suddenly looked at us shocked. a guy was sitting at the chair. i bet they were having oral sex when we accidentally barged in. i think we are quite sorry for the coitus interruptus. hrm.
ok im going to file my h3.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
411 Oasis Songbird
Talking to the songbird yesterday
Flew me to a place not far away
She's a little pilot in my mind
Singing songs of love to pass the time
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone
She's not anyone
She's not anyone
She's not anyone
A man can never dream these kind of things
Especially when she came and spread her wings
Whispered in my ear the things I'd like
Then she flew away into the night
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone
She's not anyone
She's not anyone
She's not anyone
F**k Game Theory.
Flew me to a place not far away
She's a little pilot in my mind
Singing songs of love to pass the time
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone
She's not anyone
She's not anyone
She's not anyone
A man can never dream these kind of things
Especially when she came and spread her wings
Whispered in my ear the things I'd like
Then she flew away into the night
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone
She's not anyone
She's not anyone
She's not anyone
F**k Game Theory.
Friday, April 25, 2008
gymporn
ok actually i didnt get 50th percentile, but anyhows, 656 is not good. means im a real pussy. means im a real gay pussy. 98.8 percentile for gp. this is despite getting 30/50 for compre. rj students seriously SUCK BIGTIME!
the talk today was ok. a little bit dry, cos we did it in econs. but he is wayy clearer than all the econs lecturers, and i think in that 2 hours he covered as much, or even more and even better than we cover in 3 to 4 hours in LT5 every friday morning. he is a real man in every sense of 'real' and 'man'. he is really deserving of his public service commission president scholarship. after the presentation, sowdn went down to speak to his favorite s paper student. wow. sowdn didnt forget something this time. its my honor and pleasure that i have ever seen him, and breathed the same air that he breathed, and spoke in the same breath on the same stage.
mugged with daojie n daniel today. was quite distracted. anyways, daojie was a real man, doing backflips and then doing handstands and basically abusing his body like a gay. and then he took his shirt off to show off his nicely sculpted abs which i suppose are more defined than those off the calvin klein underwear ads. i bet girls and all the deviant boys who see him in that state of undress executing those moves would salivate and just offer themselves up to him rightaway.
i took videos of his moves on my handphone, in my first step to developing a new sector in the porn industry-- gymporn, where we have naked guys like him jumping around, risking life and limb to turn u on.
the talk today was ok. a little bit dry, cos we did it in econs. but he is wayy clearer than all the econs lecturers, and i think in that 2 hours he covered as much, or even more and even better than we cover in 3 to 4 hours in LT5 every friday morning. he is a real man in every sense of 'real' and 'man'. he is really deserving of his public service commission president scholarship. after the presentation, sowdn went down to speak to his favorite s paper student. wow. sowdn didnt forget something this time. its my honor and pleasure that i have ever seen him, and breathed the same air that he breathed, and spoke in the same breath on the same stage.
mugged with daojie n daniel today. was quite distracted. anyways, daojie was a real man, doing backflips and then doing handstands and basically abusing his body like a gay. and then he took his shirt off to show off his nicely sculpted abs which i suppose are more defined than those off the calvin klein underwear ads. i bet girls and all the deviant boys who see him in that state of undress executing those moves would salivate and just offer themselves up to him rightaway.
i took videos of his moves on my handphone, in my first step to developing a new sector in the porn industry-- gymporn, where we have naked guys like him jumping around, risking life and limb to turn u on.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
50 and white flower
50 might just be a number. 50 is a concept, 50 is intagible, 50 exists only as an extension of thought. 50, 50 doesnt exist. 50 is a lucky number, 50 is not a lucky number. 50 means nothing.
today they returned the ct1 result slips, and i here find that i might be in the 50th percentile for econs. im quite screwed, really. econs is da bomb. 50th percentile might mean nothing to many people, apart from being ranked at the middle of the rj econs cohort, but 50th percentile means a lot more to me. rather, being in the middle of the rj econs cohort means a lot to me.
it means i am bullshit. econs is my favorite subject. and i suck at it, so bad. i have deteriorated so much. from when i was placed in the mid 90th percentile all the way till im in the 50th percentile. while everyone has improved, i have shown a marked deprovement, if there is such a word. 50th percentile easily translates to being lousy. it reflects a lack of achievement. it reflects that half of rj is better than u. it signals mediocrity. and we all know that in continuum sorting games, mediocrity is bad. mediocre fools are sandwiched in the middle, neither good enough to receive the higher payoff nor poor enough to point to miracles at success. mediocrity is only ok when there is a pooling equilibrium at p>0.5.
and in the world that we know today, there is no such pooling equilibrium. i know it might just be a screw up, but nobody else gives a damn. nobody else would care that u were down with rotten luck that day. nobody gives a fuck that thats not ur actual performance. everyone just sees that ur a pussy, and u dont deserve scholarships or even places in good universities. and then u cannot signal to ur prospective employers that u r able, cos seriously ur signal says ur not, and ur not.
im fucked. i detest mediocrity. meritocracy is th nemesis of mediocrity, and singapore and most of the world subscribe to meritocracy. meritocracy whips educated fools like me the hardest, because educated fools like me know about how it feels to be among the best, and now how shit it is to be mediocre.
im getting tired of this kind of life. i want to be a monk. i want to leave all this behind. we are all just in a never ending rat race. everyone is just competing, competing, competing. at the end of the day, most people will lose, and most people would not be better off. we are stuck in a prisoner's dilemma as we keep going round and round and round. we all herd and we all chase. like rats chase cheese, we chase results, we hanker after glory, we gay around.
an eventuality is that u come out tops in the rat race. but even if u come in first, ur still a rat. but this is not why i want to leave the race. if i were to be a top rat, why not? im a pussy who would rather be massive in a small pond than small in a massive ocean, even though size for size i might be bigger in the ocean. it is nice to be at the top. it is nice to breathe the stratified air. u might feel lonely, but the feeling of looking down on all the idiots below is gratifying to a degree far greater than that that can be derived from surfing porn.
i chuse to leave not because i wanted to not be a rat. i chuse to leave because i am sick of racing for dear life to achieve mediocrity. as haroldau said today during the ns talk we had for civics, there are pacers who will pace u for the different marks, and then u will push urself. i know i dont push myself as hard as others push themselves, but i still feel like im struggling to keep up with the bottom half of the pack. and everytime this part of the pack reaches the 'destination', all the benefits to be gained just disappear completely. maybe the top half has consumed all and left nothing. not that im blaming them, cos im all for the survival of the fittest, the best and the brightest, even if it were at the expense of noobs like me.
i empathize with all u pussies out there. i feel like im trapped in xeno's paradox, except in this case the common properties of summation do not set in. i wont claim to be fast as achilles, and im not racing to surpass a turtle, but a line drawn in the sand. everytime i get so close to reaching it, the wind blows the line away, and a new line is drawn, further away. i again have to travel a great expanse towards the line, and then when im near it, a new line is drawn.
i feel weak, powerless, useless.
i feel victimised.
i want to leave.
i live dangerously, but nothing has yet come to snuff my last breath out of me. death might actually be a deliverance for me. a deliverance from having to run these races, a deliverance from being a complete loser, a deliverance of me from myself. and yet im too much of a pussy to kill myself. im afraid of dying, and of death. if i were to burn in hell forever, then i would rather bade out more time in this never ending maze in search of unfulfilling cheese which i never get to savor.
i read in calvin and hobbes that crooks are underpaid, not evil. because we pay politicians a lot so that they may not corrupt. well i find deliverance by surfing porn and getting a high. this high is a point, spiritual, ephermeral high, but it is still a high nontheless. it is not a high as high as the high one can get from high scores, but its still a good substitute, nonetheless. i am not immoral, just deprived. i respect women, but im just deprived.
and i hope to be a monk, to leave, to let go. to remove myself from the race at once. i want to give up, i want to go. almost every single packet of positivity in me has been driven out of me. all i can think of is waking up to a miserable day in school, where i get suanned, where i pay more attention to the clock and the bell that the lecture or the tutorial. and then i cram in the library, and then i cram in the classroom, and then i hope for the best. but the best has never come. and im quite sure from past experience, that the best will never be. it is better if i lose my hopes my dreams my aspirations. it is better if i expel any idea of dalliances with hot girls. it is better for me, if i become a monk.
and then i shall sit, and then i shall pray. i will appreciate the white flower that crossed my homeward path. the delicate beauty of the white flower, the pure white flower, that remained white despite having fallen onto the dirty gray sidewalk and having grown of a tree by the road. the white flower that captivated my imagination just now would live on forever. in my mind the image i will capture, in my mind it would stay, even on the saddest day, and i will remember this white flower. the imperfect white flower with brown spots, the imperfect white flower on the ground, the imperfect white flower which a cyclist fucking rode over and smashed. i love the white flower.
today they returned the ct1 result slips, and i here find that i might be in the 50th percentile for econs. im quite screwed, really. econs is da bomb. 50th percentile might mean nothing to many people, apart from being ranked at the middle of the rj econs cohort, but 50th percentile means a lot more to me. rather, being in the middle of the rj econs cohort means a lot to me.
it means i am bullshit. econs is my favorite subject. and i suck at it, so bad. i have deteriorated so much. from when i was placed in the mid 90th percentile all the way till im in the 50th percentile. while everyone has improved, i have shown a marked deprovement, if there is such a word. 50th percentile easily translates to being lousy. it reflects a lack of achievement. it reflects that half of rj is better than u. it signals mediocrity. and we all know that in continuum sorting games, mediocrity is bad. mediocre fools are sandwiched in the middle, neither good enough to receive the higher payoff nor poor enough to point to miracles at success. mediocrity is only ok when there is a pooling equilibrium at p>0.5.
and in the world that we know today, there is no such pooling equilibrium. i know it might just be a screw up, but nobody else gives a damn. nobody else would care that u were down with rotten luck that day. nobody gives a fuck that thats not ur actual performance. everyone just sees that ur a pussy, and u dont deserve scholarships or even places in good universities. and then u cannot signal to ur prospective employers that u r able, cos seriously ur signal says ur not, and ur not.
im fucked. i detest mediocrity. meritocracy is th nemesis of mediocrity, and singapore and most of the world subscribe to meritocracy. meritocracy whips educated fools like me the hardest, because educated fools like me know about how it feels to be among the best, and now how shit it is to be mediocre.
im getting tired of this kind of life. i want to be a monk. i want to leave all this behind. we are all just in a never ending rat race. everyone is just competing, competing, competing. at the end of the day, most people will lose, and most people would not be better off. we are stuck in a prisoner's dilemma as we keep going round and round and round. we all herd and we all chase. like rats chase cheese, we chase results, we hanker after glory, we gay around.
an eventuality is that u come out tops in the rat race. but even if u come in first, ur still a rat. but this is not why i want to leave the race. if i were to be a top rat, why not? im a pussy who would rather be massive in a small pond than small in a massive ocean, even though size for size i might be bigger in the ocean. it is nice to be at the top. it is nice to breathe the stratified air. u might feel lonely, but the feeling of looking down on all the idiots below is gratifying to a degree far greater than that that can be derived from surfing porn.
i chuse to leave not because i wanted to not be a rat. i chuse to leave because i am sick of racing for dear life to achieve mediocrity. as haroldau said today during the ns talk we had for civics, there are pacers who will pace u for the different marks, and then u will push urself. i know i dont push myself as hard as others push themselves, but i still feel like im struggling to keep up with the bottom half of the pack. and everytime this part of the pack reaches the 'destination', all the benefits to be gained just disappear completely. maybe the top half has consumed all and left nothing. not that im blaming them, cos im all for the survival of the fittest, the best and the brightest, even if it were at the expense of noobs like me.
i empathize with all u pussies out there. i feel like im trapped in xeno's paradox, except in this case the common properties of summation do not set in. i wont claim to be fast as achilles, and im not racing to surpass a turtle, but a line drawn in the sand. everytime i get so close to reaching it, the wind blows the line away, and a new line is drawn, further away. i again have to travel a great expanse towards the line, and then when im near it, a new line is drawn.
i feel weak, powerless, useless.
i feel victimised.
i want to leave.
i live dangerously, but nothing has yet come to snuff my last breath out of me. death might actually be a deliverance for me. a deliverance from having to run these races, a deliverance from being a complete loser, a deliverance of me from myself. and yet im too much of a pussy to kill myself. im afraid of dying, and of death. if i were to burn in hell forever, then i would rather bade out more time in this never ending maze in search of unfulfilling cheese which i never get to savor.
i read in calvin and hobbes that crooks are underpaid, not evil. because we pay politicians a lot so that they may not corrupt. well i find deliverance by surfing porn and getting a high. this high is a point, spiritual, ephermeral high, but it is still a high nontheless. it is not a high as high as the high one can get from high scores, but its still a good substitute, nonetheless. i am not immoral, just deprived. i respect women, but im just deprived.
and i hope to be a monk, to leave, to let go. to remove myself from the race at once. i want to give up, i want to go. almost every single packet of positivity in me has been driven out of me. all i can think of is waking up to a miserable day in school, where i get suanned, where i pay more attention to the clock and the bell that the lecture or the tutorial. and then i cram in the library, and then i cram in the classroom, and then i hope for the best. but the best has never come. and im quite sure from past experience, that the best will never be. it is better if i lose my hopes my dreams my aspirations. it is better if i expel any idea of dalliances with hot girls. it is better for me, if i become a monk.
and then i shall sit, and then i shall pray. i will appreciate the white flower that crossed my homeward path. the delicate beauty of the white flower, the pure white flower, that remained white despite having fallen onto the dirty gray sidewalk and having grown of a tree by the road. the white flower that captivated my imagination just now would live on forever. in my mind the image i will capture, in my mind it would stay, even on the saddest day, and i will remember this white flower. the imperfect white flower with brown spots, the imperfect white flower on the ground, the imperfect white flower which a cyclist fucking rode over and smashed. i love the white flower.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
pimpdaddy
i should be mugging econs now or doing my tutorials cos seriously i dont know what i am doing. but finally my happy cloud has disappeared. disappeared pretty quick. im depressed. really depressed like a depressed gay is depressed. i think i know why. its cos of pimpdaddys who pimp everything and make u look bad, no matter how u look at urself. u just see urself as a complete loser, especially when u gay around and then these pimpdaddies come around and pimp it up like everyday is sundae.
the pimpdaddy i am going to talkabout here is a real pimp. i think i can safely say he pimpzall. he is an allrounded pimpdaddy, what almost qualifies to be a pimpdaddydaddy. or even a pimp god.
this pimp daddy has the academic prowess. despite not dedicating his holidays to pimping the tys and tutorials, he raped ct1s as hard as i would like to rape ahem. now some cocky bastards might say that his results are not pimp enough. yea, he is not an academic pimp like, you-know-who and you-know-who. but i think he at least is in the second tier. not godlike, but reall pro. 'B' for econs. enough said.
and then this pimp daddy pimps his cca like a real master pimp should. despite being a member of a chinaman cca, he just pimped hard and came out ahead. and then he pimped all the medals that are pimpable.
core cca in rj aside, he pimped his ri cca hard, becoming chief pimp. in this capacity, he supervised, educated and inspected 'cute little ri boys' as they knotted knots and erected sticks and pitched tents.
a complete activist pimp, he pimped the speaker of parliament, his excellency a t. which is godlike. who pimps so hard he gets the speaker of parliament to write a testimonial for him? only this real pimp even stands a chance to even get to the stage of breathing the same air as our most honorable speaker. a real pussy like me dont even there entertain this thought. even my very thought taints him with my utter pussiness.
sometimes pimping goes heywired. this pimpdaddy was part of the pimpteam that designed the farewell gift for ri. i think everyone agrees the batch gift was a disastrous waste of monies, but this pimpdaddy still got himself a name and left himself a mark on ri. he just signed off on all the walls of raja.
CIPimp. 100 hours +++. what more do i have to say?
some detractors might say that there are still greater pimps that this pimpdaddy, like ******, ******, ******. (cool i just realized theyre all 6 letters) well these 3 pimps in question dont go around prostituting their physical prowess. this pimpdaddy prostitutes his arms, which are as thick as thick arms should be and as sculpted as sculpted arms should be. and then he engages in body appreciation with a real pussy just so that he looks good. he even flexes his calf muscle for all to admire.
the clinching factor for this pimpdaddy is that he really has a way of pimping girls. he is a human magnet, attracting girls of all types to him. from a**h to w****jv* to y****u. he even attracts deviant boys like yi**** and aar of late. heehee. anyway, just this afternoon, this pimpdaddy pimped into the library with a girl in tow. he left with 2 girls.
if he is not a pimpdaddy, not the pimp of pimps, not the pimpdaddy of pimpdaddies, i dont know who is.
and he is pissing me off. he spoits the market.
the pimpdaddy i am going to talkabout here is a real pimp. i think i can safely say he pimpzall. he is an allrounded pimpdaddy, what almost qualifies to be a pimpdaddydaddy. or even a pimp god.
this pimp daddy has the academic prowess. despite not dedicating his holidays to pimping the tys and tutorials, he raped ct1s as hard as i would like to rape ahem. now some cocky bastards might say that his results are not pimp enough. yea, he is not an academic pimp like, you-know-who and you-know-who. but i think he at least is in the second tier. not godlike, but reall pro. 'B' for econs. enough said.
and then this pimp daddy pimps his cca like a real master pimp should. despite being a member of a chinaman cca, he just pimped hard and came out ahead. and then he pimped all the medals that are pimpable.
core cca in rj aside, he pimped his ri cca hard, becoming chief pimp. in this capacity, he supervised, educated and inspected 'cute little ri boys' as they knotted knots and erected sticks and pitched tents.
a complete activist pimp, he pimped the speaker of parliament, his excellency a t. which is godlike. who pimps so hard he gets the speaker of parliament to write a testimonial for him? only this real pimp even stands a chance to even get to the stage of breathing the same air as our most honorable speaker. a real pussy like me dont even there entertain this thought. even my very thought taints him with my utter pussiness.
sometimes pimping goes heywired. this pimpdaddy was part of the pimpteam that designed the farewell gift for ri. i think everyone agrees the batch gift was a disastrous waste of monies, but this pimpdaddy still got himself a name and left himself a mark on ri. he just signed off on all the walls of raja.
CIPimp. 100 hours +++. what more do i have to say?
some detractors might say that there are still greater pimps that this pimpdaddy, like ******, ******, ******. (cool i just realized theyre all 6 letters) well these 3 pimps in question dont go around prostituting their physical prowess. this pimpdaddy prostitutes his arms, which are as thick as thick arms should be and as sculpted as sculpted arms should be. and then he engages in body appreciation with a real pussy just so that he looks good. he even flexes his calf muscle for all to admire.
the clinching factor for this pimpdaddy is that he really has a way of pimping girls. he is a human magnet, attracting girls of all types to him. from a**h to w****jv* to y****u. he even attracts deviant boys like yi**** and aar of late. heehee. anyway, just this afternoon, this pimpdaddy pimped into the library with a girl in tow. he left with 2 girls.
if he is not a pimpdaddy, not the pimp of pimps, not the pimpdaddy of pimpdaddies, i dont know who is.
and he is pissing me off. he spoits the market.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
the Freedom of Thought
well i suppose ive approached the downward sloping part of the sinusoidal function. the novelty of having achieved somethings has already mostly worn off, and the cloud i was stepping on is bringing me back to the real world again.
The talk is by a REAL MAN. think HARVARD. think PRESIDENT SCHOLAR. i dont see why so few people have signed up. this is not right at all. seriously. everyone should go just so that they can see who he is and bask in his brilliance. how many rafflesians can proudly claim to be harvard alumni, man.
im quite a hopeless noob at econs. i dont really know whats going on during lessons and i get really confused when i try to read the notes. which, is not good. hopefully i can regain some prowess and gay mug econs so i can reach the same standard as jorddy.
lessons in school have been exasperating. i just float through chem lectures, talking crap with stho, and then pay some attention although S1 is probability too simple for someone who has been honing conditional probability skills every saturday morning. which reminds me... exams in 11 days! and then its all over!
ok, physics lecture, i do pay attention, econs i just fool around, studying h3 or spa. tutorials are really fucked up, cos i usually cannot follow the lesson. i guess if ur a noob thats behind the class, u dont know whats going on. if ur a pro that has done the tutorials, then the tutorial is too slow for u. to make matters worse, some idiots enjoy asking stupid qns like, 'do we have to balance the eqn?' or provide some econs point and then say they think its irrelevant. haiz.
what is wrong with being true to urself?
what is wrong about being honest?
what is wrong with having fantasies?
im quite sure aaron will have such a fantasy, complete with hair and hairclips and bobbing.
The talk is by a REAL MAN. think HARVARD. think PRESIDENT SCHOLAR. i dont see why so few people have signed up. this is not right at all. seriously. everyone should go just so that they can see who he is and bask in his brilliance. how many rafflesians can proudly claim to be harvard alumni, man.
im quite a hopeless noob at econs. i dont really know whats going on during lessons and i get really confused when i try to read the notes. which, is not good. hopefully i can regain some prowess and gay mug econs so i can reach the same standard as jorddy.
lessons in school have been exasperating. i just float through chem lectures, talking crap with stho, and then pay some attention although S1 is probability too simple for someone who has been honing conditional probability skills every saturday morning. which reminds me... exams in 11 days! and then its all over!
ok, physics lecture, i do pay attention, econs i just fool around, studying h3 or spa. tutorials are really fucked up, cos i usually cannot follow the lesson. i guess if ur a noob thats behind the class, u dont know whats going on. if ur a pro that has done the tutorials, then the tutorial is too slow for u. to make matters worse, some idiots enjoy asking stupid qns like, 'do we have to balance the eqn?' or provide some econs point and then say they think its irrelevant. haiz.
what is wrong with being true to urself?
what is wrong about being honest?
what is wrong with having fantasies?
im quite sure aaron will have such a fantasy, complete with hair and hairclips and bobbing.
Monday, April 21, 2008
VE RI TAS
it is quite clear that most people signed up because harvard is just irresistable. being rape by becoming asst professor at smu just 1 year after returning is not the draw. the draw is Harvard, Harvard, Harvard. PhD, AM, everything. summa cum laude.
rape. shit he is a real man. every bit about him makes me foam. i think every bit about him should make you foam too. so you should all sign up for the talk this friday at lt2 by the president scholar, the valedictorian and headboy of ri, and the HARVARD alumnus.
today was generally a good day. ive been quite upbeat recently, as i said in my earlier posts. im living in paradise now, on the clouds. handover, complete. tests, rape. although within the next 3 days im going to crash with the econs test. im doomed.
BUT, nothing can piss me off. not even lim pueh meow. she can just fuck off and die. seriously. knnbccb. guailan fucker.
wait. actually, i should be more charitable to her. one of my career options is to become a gp tutor at rj. im totally suitable la. i got a serious attitude problem, ego issues and all. i think im damn intelligent and knowledgeable when all i am is an empty nut. if i were to be true to myself, maybe im just smarter than a broomstick in A48 and my knowledge of world affairs is as intimate as aarons knowledge of carnal affairs. which i think is not a lot, really.
i idolize her. i aspire to the sky even though i know i will never develop wings, or even arms that can pull me up the bar, for that matter. i idolize her. i enjoy exhibiting my ignorance and lack of grace. she is mostly about being a bitch; i am mostly about being a bastard. talk about picking up.
anyways, after dinner, i hope to get some work done, although this seems, hmm, highly unlikely.
rape. shit he is a real man. every bit about him makes me foam. i think every bit about him should make you foam too. so you should all sign up for the talk this friday at lt2 by the president scholar, the valedictorian and headboy of ri, and the HARVARD alumnus.
today was generally a good day. ive been quite upbeat recently, as i said in my earlier posts. im living in paradise now, on the clouds. handover, complete. tests, rape. although within the next 3 days im going to crash with the econs test. im doomed.
BUT, nothing can piss me off. not even lim pueh meow. she can just fuck off and die. seriously. knnbccb. guailan fucker.
wait. actually, i should be more charitable to her. one of my career options is to become a gp tutor at rj. im totally suitable la. i got a serious attitude problem, ego issues and all. i think im damn intelligent and knowledgeable when all i am is an empty nut. if i were to be true to myself, maybe im just smarter than a broomstick in A48 and my knowledge of world affairs is as intimate as aarons knowledge of carnal affairs. which i think is not a lot, really.
i idolize her. i aspire to the sky even though i know i will never develop wings, or even arms that can pull me up the bar, for that matter. i idolize her. i enjoy exhibiting my ignorance and lack of grace. she is mostly about being a bitch; i am mostly about being a bastard. talk about picking up.
anyways, after dinner, i hope to get some work done, although this seems, hmm, highly unlikely.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
leave before the talk gets philosophical
today was a good day to waste my time away.
i wasted my time away, watching stupid shows on history channel and reading calvin and hobbes. i guess im just catching up on what i have missed out on when i was young. i guess im old now. life is quite tough, really.
got myself a haircut. and now i look like more of an idiot. my crowning glory has been diminished. but i guess i had to get my hair cut. it was getting to be a little too much of a chore to get my hair blown before i go to sleep. and i dont want to get caught and get a whiteslip for having long hair like christy did.
my life revolves around me. i dont know why. although i would like to say i have been happy this few days, my life has been on the upswing recently, what with my A for PW and A for AP. napfa probably doesnt bother me a nigglewiggle, since i expected to fuck it up anyway.
how do i lead a good life? i dont know, im too much of a pussy to know. but all i know is, i am happy!.
i wasted my time away, watching stupid shows on history channel and reading calvin and hobbes. i guess im just catching up on what i have missed out on when i was young. i guess im old now. life is quite tough, really.
got myself a haircut. and now i look like more of an idiot. my crowning glory has been diminished. but i guess i had to get my hair cut. it was getting to be a little too much of a chore to get my hair blown before i go to sleep. and i dont want to get caught and get a whiteslip for having long hair like christy did.
my life revolves around me. i dont know why. although i would like to say i have been happy this few days, my life has been on the upswing recently, what with my A for PW and A for AP. napfa probably doesnt bother me a nigglewiggle, since i expected to fuck it up anyway.
how do i lead a good life? i dont know, im too much of a pussy to know. but all i know is, i am happy!.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
i support beijing olympic
the shirt movement is getting aggressive
people start to visit my room and "persuade" me to purchase
they say on one day, all the prc in singapore will wear it to school instead of uniform
they say this is the time to show ur support to ur country
they say this is your chance to display ur sincere heart to your mother land!
they say everyone is buying, so u should buy also!
i got my principle,
and im not going to do it juz to show my sincere heart.
i dun need to do anything to prove myself
and i dun need to do this juz to boost some self centered bastard personal ego.
i am myself, i can think independently.
i know what is right and what is wrong for myself.
so keep away from me.
i can give u 8 bucks if u r poor and need a lunch.
but dun fucking block my way and force me to get something i dun want.
people start to visit my room and "persuade" me to purchase
they say on one day, all the prc in singapore will wear it to school instead of uniform
they say this is the time to show ur support to ur country
they say this is your chance to display ur sincere heart to your mother land!
they say everyone is buying, so u should buy also!
i got my principle,
and im not going to do it juz to show my sincere heart.
i dun need to do anything to prove myself
and i dun need to do this juz to boost some self centered bastard personal ego.
i am myself, i can think independently.
i know what is right and what is wrong for myself.
so keep away from me.
i can give u 8 bucks if u r poor and need a lunch.
but dun fucking block my way and force me to get something i dun want.
Hobbesian
sometimes i make many small snowmen. they are the people i hate. the ones i really hate, i make really small. and then i can see them and their features melt into a pool of goop as the sun rises. their features, melting, their being, disappearing.
yesterday was a good day. spa was ok. bobbing testtube. like wtf almost everyone knew the experiment already lah. some gary the gay tutor 'predicted' or leaked the question. not like its really important, cos spa is a complete farce, much like pw. both are just bollocks where the schools just anyhow inflate the scores and wank around to help their students.
i have been reading lots of comics and watching lots of tv and youtube vids of late.
and now i know why i liked supermassive blackhole very soon after i heard it. they used it with the aston martin advertisements.
yesterday was a good day. spa was ok. bobbing testtube. like wtf almost everyone knew the experiment already lah. some gary the gay tutor 'predicted' or leaked the question. not like its really important, cos spa is a complete farce, much like pw. both are just bollocks where the schools just anyhow inflate the scores and wank around to help their students.
i have been reading lots of comics and watching lots of tv and youtube vids of late.
and now i know why i liked supermassive blackhole very soon after i heard it. they used it with the aston martin advertisements.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
FREE TIBET NOW!
im in a good mood now.
A for AP. heehee.
but its one of the pussy As, like pw tt kinda pussy A.
A for AP and skill are independent events.
P(A)xP(B)=P(A B)
or some shit, isit?
i dont know.
anyway imagine the pussy group and our pussy cookie cutter neverending laundry list.
cip today was pretty crap as yiheng and i were discussing our proposal for the camp. the centers focus on safety and cooperation and all that somehow makes u realize how shit ri camps were.
ri camps were all about evoking the alpha male and having us return to our primal aggressive tribal nature. what with fighting it out, snatching stuff, throwing water bombs, going to hell, getting humiliated, knocking it down, rolling around the mud, then rolling around the sand and all.
ri camps reflected little safety. i scraped my knee n tt bugger just passed me the first aid box and said he didnt know how to clean my wound. i stil have that scar to show for it.
i guess if we audited, ri camps would all be fucked. stripping people, jelly hilling, banging each others dicks and all. but ri camps did do some good in that they helped foster stronger bonds and all.
which reminds me of the chinaman, whoare all buying the 'we support beijing 2008' shirt to show support to maoist chinas games. i think its quite a good idea. im going to try to sell 'FREE TIBET' shirts. who wanna buy?
A for AP. heehee.
but its one of the pussy As, like pw tt kinda pussy A.
A for AP and skill are independent events.
P(A)xP(B)=P(A B)
or some shit, isit?
i dont know.
anyway imagine the pussy group and our pussy cookie cutter neverending laundry list.
cip today was pretty crap as yiheng and i were discussing our proposal for the camp. the centers focus on safety and cooperation and all that somehow makes u realize how shit ri camps were.
ri camps were all about evoking the alpha male and having us return to our primal aggressive tribal nature. what with fighting it out, snatching stuff, throwing water bombs, going to hell, getting humiliated, knocking it down, rolling around the mud, then rolling around the sand and all.
ri camps reflected little safety. i scraped my knee n tt bugger just passed me the first aid box and said he didnt know how to clean my wound. i stil have that scar to show for it.
i guess if we audited, ri camps would all be fucked. stripping people, jelly hilling, banging each others dicks and all. but ri camps did do some good in that they helped foster stronger bonds and all.
which reminds me of the chinaman, whoare all buying the 'we support beijing 2008' shirt to show support to maoist chinas games. i think its quite a good idea. im going to try to sell 'FREE TIBET' shirts. who wanna buy?
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
the nose of a good dog
as expected, i failed napfa.
what was so completely unexpected was that i failed so badly.
4/6 stations, i think thats pretty impressive.
oh well.
im taking it in my stride.
aaron needs counselling. will a suitable councilor please step up?
chose my successor. i think my cca is going haywire.
hopefully its not all that crap.
been playing ketchup for quite a few days.
and i have some good news.
that i am now at 13B, quantum, carboxy!
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what was so completely unexpected was that i failed so badly.
4/6 stations, i think thats pretty impressive.
oh well.
im taking it in my stride.
aaron needs counselling. will a suitable councilor please step up?
chose my successor. i think my cca is going haywire.
hopefully its not all that crap.
been playing ketchup for quite a few days.
and i have some good news.
that i am now at 13B, quantum, carboxy!
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Sunday, April 13, 2008
400th post
today is a better day.
woke up at 10am even though i slept well early at 11pm, then read foxtrot in bed. heehee, i really wish my life were as good and as carefree as them in foxtrot. how nice if i were to get A pluses for my subjects. i havent had such good grades since p6.
lunch was dimsum at rtc, which tasted pretty good. especially the prawn in mango sauce, which was rightly sour, and the sharksfin dumpling, which was hmm, nice? the ambience was fantastic. it wasnt noisy like all those pussy honky restaurants in chinatown n toa payoh. the staff were pretty refined. they have superb legs, which were hot up the slits of their cheongsams. anyway. and the plates were really nice with lotsa funny intricate complications all around them. even the table cloth embroidery was good. not some pussy all white table cloth or pink table cloth with gayflowers like kamboat's.
i got myself a bottle of jelly beans. but theyre disgusting. theyre from carlo rino actually, a gift at their opening. hehe. i should try to stop confusing katjes and carlo rino. one sells piggy sweets and gummies, the other sells i think lousy low end bags which possibly appeal to gaudy tasteless fools who shop at orchard road to try to add a touch of upperclass to their lives, like plastic bag.
i should start doing proper work. doing cca work and cca work alone during the weekend doesnt really constitute doing proper work. and im not even training for napfa. i guess napfa is really a lost cause.
woke up at 10am even though i slept well early at 11pm, then read foxtrot in bed. heehee, i really wish my life were as good and as carefree as them in foxtrot. how nice if i were to get A pluses for my subjects. i havent had such good grades since p6.
lunch was dimsum at rtc, which tasted pretty good. especially the prawn in mango sauce, which was rightly sour, and the sharksfin dumpling, which was hmm, nice? the ambience was fantastic. it wasnt noisy like all those pussy honky restaurants in chinatown n toa payoh. the staff were pretty refined. they have superb legs, which were hot up the slits of their cheongsams. anyway. and the plates were really nice with lotsa funny intricate complications all around them. even the table cloth embroidery was good. not some pussy all white table cloth or pink table cloth with gayflowers like kamboat's.
i got myself a bottle of jelly beans. but theyre disgusting. theyre from carlo rino actually, a gift at their opening. hehe. i should try to stop confusing katjes and carlo rino. one sells piggy sweets and gummies, the other sells i think lousy low end bags which possibly appeal to gaudy tasteless fools who shop at orchard road to try to add a touch of upperclass to their lives, like plastic bag.
i should start doing proper work. doing cca work and cca work alone during the weekend doesnt really constitute doing proper work. and im not even training for napfa. i guess napfa is really a lost cause.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
stop and hit the bong
life is good when u dont have to wake up early on saturday morning.
u stay up late and have walnut cereal in fresh whole fat milk in a massive glass bowl, watching whatever is on the boomerang channel. cable tv is good.
game theory was ok.
talked to christy, who is seriously damn suay. everything also suay. haha.
anyway on the topic, pw is really bollocks. i think they should just scrap pw because all the schools are making a total joke out of this system. im so sure hwach gets a 98.9% A record? and rj 85%? pleeeeze? dont come up with the crap that the students this year were more enthu and the tutors more hardcore. i know marking by the bell curve in each school is damn unfair, but this is seriously making a mockery of the system. wtf la. they should just abolish pw since they cant even mark it properly. if everybody is going to get some arbitrary good grade just to make schools look good, then pw has lost its use as a tool for separating type A (Able) from C (Challenged) students. Since the marginal cost borne by As doesnt distill it then it should be better off pooling with the masses. lets talk about conditional probability of signaling. lets say A is the signal of good students, but only A students are good.
eh fuck isit P(AA)? ok i think i better revise GAMES OF STRATEGY first.
life is damn tough.
im quite impressed that he is committed to r*cas and o*e earth more than his other fringe ccas that he dared say such stuff during the a*chem interview, but i still find his attitude disconcerting.
it benefits both me and the cca to chuse him, since he is undeniably the most talented individual, both in the sense of credentials and also his deft grasp of current affairs, and he can write good, but then, it is tough for me to make meself swollowe his forgetting to declare this and that.
u stay up late and have walnut cereal in fresh whole fat milk in a massive glass bowl, watching whatever is on the boomerang channel. cable tv is good.
game theory was ok.
talked to christy, who is seriously damn suay. everything also suay. haha.
anyway on the topic, pw is really bollocks. i think they should just scrap pw because all the schools are making a total joke out of this system. im so sure hwach gets a 98.9% A record? and rj 85%? pleeeeze? dont come up with the crap that the students this year were more enthu and the tutors more hardcore. i know marking by the bell curve in each school is damn unfair, but this is seriously making a mockery of the system. wtf la. they should just abolish pw since they cant even mark it properly. if everybody is going to get some arbitrary good grade just to make schools look good, then pw has lost its use as a tool for separating type A (Able) from C (Challenged) students. Since the marginal cost borne by As doesnt distill it then it should be better off pooling with the masses. lets talk about conditional probability of signaling. lets say A is the signal of good students, but only A students are good.
eh fuck isit P(AA)? ok i think i better revise GAMES OF STRATEGY first.
life is damn tough.
im quite impressed that he is committed to r*cas and o*e earth more than his other fringe ccas that he dared say such stuff during the a*chem interview, but i still find his attitude disconcerting.
it benefits both me and the cca to chuse him, since he is undeniably the most talented individual, both in the sense of credentials and also his deft grasp of current affairs, and he can write good, but then, it is tough for me to make meself swollowe his forgetting to declare this and that.
Friday, April 11, 2008
blackbodiesarehotbodies
A for pw. almost everybody got A for pw. my whole group got A. which i find pretty extremely impressive, considering the level of free-ridership and a certain lack of commitment of some member. the written report must have been too gay pro already, but i know there was a misplaced piechart. i guess rj has done a hwach, which is extremely irresponsible to the previous batches of rj guys who know compete with a bunch of girls who unfairly secured their A just by virtue of being born 2 years later.
the rest of the day was pretty much irrelevant in the scheme of things, cos of my mental fixation on pw. i was relieved that i got A, but unimpressed, cos all the pussies got A. now it just means that, if u dont get A, ur seriously screwed.
maybe the ecstasy is worth mention. or isit the prognosis of stress as the Pussies started singing yueliangdaibiaowodexin and xiaowei. their mascot, zhenan, then joint in, before mingxuan joint in the singging too. which was quite funny, cos for a moment, lotsa ppl were stunned. i think the Pussies gonna be a winner band. like the beatles of singapore. lol.
had lunch with 3 members of the Pussies. lenny, yiheng, zhenan at wanchai in j8. food was ok, but the company mattered more. then i went back to school to screw around. talked cock with sengteck for a really long time, which was pretty cathartic i suppose. then i took bus home.
on the bus home there was this rj guy n hwach girl. the rj guy was stroking her thigh while she buried her head into his chest for the whole journey to hwach on 157. i know, cos i was sitting to their right.
talking about such stuffs, how come girls have such a warped view of what is pretty?
the rest of the day was pretty much irrelevant in the scheme of things, cos of my mental fixation on pw. i was relieved that i got A, but unimpressed, cos all the pussies got A. now it just means that, if u dont get A, ur seriously screwed.
maybe the ecstasy is worth mention. or isit the prognosis of stress as the Pussies started singing yueliangdaibiaowodexin and xiaowei. their mascot, zhenan, then joint in, before mingxuan joint in the singging too. which was quite funny, cos for a moment, lotsa ppl were stunned. i think the Pussies gonna be a winner band. like the beatles of singapore. lol.
had lunch with 3 members of the Pussies. lenny, yiheng, zhenan at wanchai in j8. food was ok, but the company mattered more. then i went back to school to screw around. talked cock with sengteck for a really long time, which was pretty cathartic i suppose. then i took bus home.
on the bus home there was this rj guy n hwach girl. the rj guy was stroking her thigh while she buried her head into his chest for the whole journey to hwach on 157. i know, cos i was sitting to their right.
talking about such stuffs, how come girls have such a warped view of what is pretty?
Thursday, April 10, 2008
the way u smile on
it is council camp tomorrow. im sort of excited. and im going to meet my buddies tmr morning 7am. i got 2 buddies. juz received the information! who are they going to be? hope they are nice. and hope they like me.
i still havn't packed anything yet. sigh. life is tough for me. im waiting for laundry to be done. hopefully, the hardcore bastard won't just go and take out my wet laundry and put in his own stuff! chop his dick off.
reading our blog always makes me damn sad. juz now, the previous post reminded me of my fucked up pw! i think i will get a B at best. but my group was really nice. Jordan was damn hardcore and hardworking. he even asked his daddy to help us with our oral presentation. haha.
i juz bought food for my buddy. come chips, chocolate and stuff. but now, it seems the food is not enough since now im feeding two mouthes.
still havn't remember my council oath.
still got tones of tutorials to catch up.
don was damn depressed the whole day.
cheer up:)
nights
i still havn't packed anything yet. sigh. life is tough for me. im waiting for laundry to be done. hopefully, the hardcore bastard won't just go and take out my wet laundry and put in his own stuff! chop his dick off.
reading our blog always makes me damn sad. juz now, the previous post reminded me of my fucked up pw! i think i will get a B at best. but my group was really nice. Jordan was damn hardcore and hardworking. he even asked his daddy to help us with our oral presentation. haha.
i juz bought food for my buddy. come chips, chocolate and stuff. but now, it seems the food is not enough since now im feeding two mouthes.
still havn't remember my council oath.
still got tones of tutorials to catch up.
don was damn depressed the whole day.
cheer up:)
nights
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
valedictorian
i may not have the excellent grades
but i am not stupid
i may not be a debater
but i am still communicative
i may not have been chairman of a publication
but i am still able to tease out information
i may not be the vice capt of bayley
but i still can count on friends to support me
i may not have been the valedictorian of ri
but i am no idiot
and even if i were an idiot
i would not be a pawn to u
ur a 4 faced janus
n u just fucked urself.
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PW RESULTS THIS FRIDAY. big fuck.
but i am not stupid
i may not be a debater
but i am still communicative
i may not have been chairman of a publication
but i am still able to tease out information
i may not be the vice capt of bayley
but i still can count on friends to support me
i may not have been the valedictorian of ri
but i am no idiot
and even if i were an idiot
i would not be a pawn to u
ur a 4 faced janus
n u just fucked urself.
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PW RESULTS THIS FRIDAY. big fuck.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
we were crazy then
i will always remember this day,
when yiheng was singing songs,
aaron was being abusive to the furniture,
zhenan was being a gay,
and i was reciting poetry and being randomly abusive.
i will always remember this crazy day
this crazy day that would live in my eternal mind.
i worship winston churchill.
when yiheng was singing songs,
aaron was being abusive to the furniture,
zhenan was being a gay,
and i was reciting poetry and being randomly abusive.
i will always remember this crazy day
this crazy day that would live in my eternal mind.
i worship winston churchill.
Monday, April 7, 2008
hat3trick
let me enjoy this moment and then die.
i dont want to live i just want to die.
life rocks the way it is. if last week has been like today, life would be damn great. but too late, im going to kill my self anyway. soon, once ive had my affairs in order.
y r pornstars well shaven? well, simple, if ur paying good money u want to know what ur paying for so shaving helps u see clearer. porn with hair is like japanese porn. except its hair in the way and not pixels. and men usually find women without body hair more attractive, i suppose.
i dont want to live i just want to die.
life rocks the way it is. if last week has been like today, life would be damn great. but too late, im going to kill my self anyway. soon, once ive had my affairs in order.
y r pornstars well shaven? well, simple, if ur paying good money u want to know what ur paying for so shaving helps u see clearer. porn with hair is like japanese porn. except its hair in the way and not pixels. and men usually find women without body hair more attractive, i suppose.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
bed the girl
i hate buffets. i get bloated.
and after i ran, i is have a headache.
and my life is quite tough.
gp tomorrow. i hope i didnt,
fuck it up.
and after i ran, i is have a headache.
and my life is quite tough.
gp tomorrow. i hope i didnt,
fuck it up.
living in a lesbian gaol
i blew the cip this morning.
but of course i was sick like a gay. down with diarrhea and a whole host of colic issues. i was sooo damn mother gay sick. so sick i couldnt make my way to bishan park for the fking old folks.
i got an mc.
im a cocky bastard.
but of course i was sick like a gay. down with diarrhea and a whole host of colic issues. i was sooo damn mother gay sick. so sick i couldnt make my way to bishan park for the fking old folks.
i got an mc.
im a cocky bastard.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
brinkmanship
ap today was sexciting! cold war was a most sexciting topic. the sexiest comment came from the sexy horny man who screwed an ahem ahem. the way he said they defined communication in a way totally unrelated to the axioms of icc just turns me on man! hawt!
i was so aroused man, especially when i saw their chunks of cut and paste complete with typos. i was especially aroused cos the background was black and the words were white or red and difficult to read. i was totally turned on when vjboy spoke of the different aspects. i was totally turned on when he cracked his lameass jokes. i think stho would be so turned on when he hear herspeak.
and tt nj girl kps bugging me.
i was so aroused man, especially when i saw their chunks of cut and paste complete with typos. i was especially aroused cos the background was black and the words were white or red and difficult to read. i was totally turned on when vjboy spoke of the different aspects. i was totally turned on when he cracked his lameass jokes. i think stho would be so turned on when he hear herspeak.
and tt nj girl kps bugging me.
Friday, April 4, 2008
an assessment of the world
geert wilder is just being childish. of course i think what he does should be frowned upon, but sometimes things like these should definitely not be banned. sometimes, its people like him who point out the blindspots of society. sometimes, its people like him that help change the course of civilization, maybe for the better.
i watched some of his stuff of youtube. i cant say my minds totally clear, cos i just surfed 1 hr of porn. but it seems like a senseless critique of islam. which seems pretty unfair. but i guess everyone has the right to present his argument, no matter how flawed. no one is going to stop jarrod or puehmeow even though both of them make fallacious arguments day and night. no one is going to tell j***j*** to stfu cos her points make as much sense as calling zhenan to ask him how to do physics or chem.
anyway, dear stho, well done, keep it up! u deed a fantastik job for econs and physics. right back at you. heehee. jokings only.
lalala.
i watched some of his stuff of youtube. i cant say my minds totally clear, cos i just surfed 1 hr of porn. but it seems like a senseless critique of islam. which seems pretty unfair. but i guess everyone has the right to present his argument, no matter how flawed. no one is going to stop jarrod or puehmeow even though both of them make fallacious arguments day and night. no one is going to tell j***j*** to stfu cos her points make as much sense as calling zhenan to ask him how to do physics or chem.
anyway, dear stho, well done, keep it up! u deed a fantastik job for econs and physics. right back at you. heehee. jokings only.
lalala.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
C
my hopes, my dreams, my future, have in a moment become all but lost. C for econs. i concede, its quite within my expectations, but C is just fuck. my quest to take economics in the uk has just taken another kick in the nuts.
im irritable. i got whipped by complete losers. prcs. wtf? prcs who cant even speakee englees. prcs who cant sustain linear thought because the image of the Great Mao just pops up once every minute.
i should have studied for econs. i should not have been wanking to chemistry that very morning of the econs test. i should have payed more attention in class. i should have done my tutorials. but, some might point out, the peoples who actually do tutorials and pay attention and go for econs tuition actually got Ds and below. i got hardgayed.
i know i have a big ego, and its fragile as a bubble.
i walked home in the rain.
C. me.
im irritable. i got whipped by complete losers. prcs. wtf? prcs who cant even speakee englees. prcs who cant sustain linear thought because the image of the Great Mao just pops up once every minute.
i should have studied for econs. i should not have been wanking to chemistry that very morning of the econs test. i should have payed more attention in class. i should have done my tutorials. but, some might point out, the peoples who actually do tutorials and pay attention and go for econs tuition actually got Ds and below. i got hardgayed.
i know i have a big ego, and its fragile as a bubble.
i walked home in the rain.
C. me.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
day of reckoning
today i got back math.
math aside.
tomorrow i will be getting back my economics paper. which would be quite a joke, i suppose. i am going to get screwed for econs. i expect an S or a U, very frankly, but i am also keeping my fingers crossed that i at least get a D. of course, a D is still disappointing, but ah well, lets be realistic here.
a D is shitty, but at least i wont need to go for remedial. already the thought of going for remedial is making me foam like a hard gay. i dont want to go for remedial. but fuck, i guess, when the going gets tough, i just crumble. im really, really afraid. i think im going to see a bigfat S and bloodstreaks all across my paper. im going to just foam and die like a real gay.
i really like econs. i think its really interesting and intellectual. but i really suck at it. i dont test too good. shit im just going to die.
o man. life is depressing.
math aside.
tomorrow i will be getting back my economics paper. which would be quite a joke, i suppose. i am going to get screwed for econs. i expect an S or a U, very frankly, but i am also keeping my fingers crossed that i at least get a D. of course, a D is still disappointing, but ah well, lets be realistic here.
a D is shitty, but at least i wont need to go for remedial. already the thought of going for remedial is making me foam like a hard gay. i dont want to go for remedial. but fuck, i guess, when the going gets tough, i just crumble. im really, really afraid. i think im going to see a bigfat S and bloodstreaks all across my paper. im going to just foam and die like a real gay.
i really like econs. i think its really interesting and intellectual. but i really suck at it. i dont test too good. shit im just going to die.
o man. life is depressing.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
don's conjecture
most pretty girls are christians, and most christian girls are pretty.
i think this conjecture is quite accurate. so far, most girls that are hot are christians and most girls that are not are not. stho would agree with me. aar would agree with me, i hope. maybe its cos they are the chosen ones, as marcus put it, so they are made in a more perfect form.
this gives rise to 2 fundamental problems.
1. i will never get a pretty girl cos they all go to church and are exposed to enough talented young men like stho, marcus, kennedy and the like to ever give pussies like me a second glimpse.
2. theres little chance to lay pretty girls by the end of NS. already getting to lay them is quite small, since most girls are conservative, but their religion draws the pool smaller.
life is quite tough for noobs like me.
i think this conjecture is quite accurate. so far, most girls that are hot are christians and most girls that are not are not. stho would agree with me. aar would agree with me, i hope. maybe its cos they are the chosen ones, as marcus put it, so they are made in a more perfect form.
this gives rise to 2 fundamental problems.
1. i will never get a pretty girl cos they all go to church and are exposed to enough talented young men like stho, marcus, kennedy and the like to ever give pussies like me a second glimpse.
2. theres little chance to lay pretty girls by the end of NS. already getting to lay them is quite small, since most girls are conservative, but their religion draws the pool smaller.
life is quite tough for noobs like me.
living the good life
1. nap 2 hours whether required or otherwise
2. surf porn. bdsm
3. beat it
4. have fresh milk and post cereal even though its not breakfast
5. have fresh avocado
6. read baby blues. laugh
7. get online and tell aaron to get the seminars in order
8. tell zhenan he is a gay, then youtube
9. set a perverse self nomination form
10. surf more porn
11. cognac 'on the rocks'
12. sleep at 0000
13. wake up at 0900 with sun in face.
14. listen to lobo
15. chipolata omelette and bread with kaya and peanut butter
16. read the straits times
17. screw around
i am living it up yo!
2. surf porn. bdsm
3. beat it
4. have fresh milk and post cereal even though its not breakfast
5. have fresh avocado
6. read baby blues. laugh
7. get online and tell aaron to get the seminars in order
8. tell zhenan he is a gay, then youtube
9. set a perverse self nomination form
10. surf more porn
11. cognac 'on the rocks'
12. sleep at 0000
13. wake up at 0900 with sun in face.
14. listen to lobo
15. chipolata omelette and bread with kaya and peanut butter
16. read the straits times
17. screw around
i am living it up yo!
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