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Monday, November 29, 2010 @ 2:13 AM
Hold on, We Should be Together

when we approach a problem, we often decide our response relying upon inference rather than logical deduction. inference is essentially a good guess based upon past observations and extrapolating, if not interpolating, the next best course of action in a familiar pattern. if anything, we cannot assume a linear pattern exists in many occurrences; linear relationships only help to simplify the matter at hand. more importantly, we leaving too much of our future in the hands of our past. no one likes to step out of their confort zones; they treasure their personal space to point they are so absorbed with its formalities. i appreciate the existence of rules and regulations, but we must look beyond them when solving a problem. these rules aren't carved in stone, they were put into place by an authority of higher order with a supposed higher level of far-sightedness.

i find it truly rewarding when someone cares to share his comfort zone and personal space with me. it means i have managed to fully assimilate into their way of life without interfering too much. also, it removes the complications of formalities and 'politeness'. i know we are held accountable for how we behave and respond in a social environment, but the only valuable contribution anyone can make is themselves as themselves. ultimately, everyone is taking on a persona to fit into a mould that'll decide how the other social actors will perceive this individual from then on. it sounds like a cause for convenience than anything else. haha and thereafter, it's a matter of keeping an image. why would I want to communicate with a plastic individual? why do we have to be fake and plastic? we think we are protecting others when we behave in a socially acceptable manner, but really, we just protecting ourselves from being hurt. it would not be pleasant at all should our 'true' personality be rejected. but hey, you can adopt another image and wa-la! you're back in a gang.

facebook and twitter have shaped us into well-polished narcissistic individuals. self-individualism may have overrated personal opinions. we pride ourselves with what we can say, and start to forget that we don't always have something smart to say. i just loveee to see attention-grabbing headlines just so it can steal your attention for those few seconds. stomp oh stomp succeeds at that.

intelligence is important. damn, intelligence is just so fucking important. im not just talking about the brainy sort, there are other disciplines of intelligence that are as significant. while it's good to have something to say, it matters more if you are saying something smart. i absolutely get it when a girl asks for a intellectual guy to keep conversation with; our brain screams for stimulation or it'd just rot away. logging onto www.cracked.com every few days sure helps too.

53A - We Should be Together



sadly i cannot find local music torrents. what up with that sial.



Friday, September 03, 2010 @ 1:55 AM
No Black and White

I'm blogging sparsely again. no one really reads blogs nowadays do they? tweets on facebook are more eye-catchy and you are granted some degree of mystery with how limited you can post. but really, you are only telling facebook because you know none of your 'friends' would actually want to hear what you have to say. so you're just really throwing bait to see what fish you could catch. to further facilitate your friends' convenience, he can simply 'like' comments to acknowledge them; just as how laughter has become a tool of acknowledgment rather than a means of expression. dang it should be made unethical to laugh falsely, that's equivalent to cheating. and the only cheating i could tolerate are push-up bras.

what's it with tits and ass that's so attractive? i could google that now and find a scientific reasoning (wait, i've done that before), but do we really need to know? it's a mix of biological and cultural influence, but i wouldn't want to believe that i'm Born to be weak for them. does freedom of will exist? did you really have chicken rice today because u wanted to eat chicken rice? or does it only matter that you like chicken rice?

i watched 5 centimetres per second recently. the movie is only 63 mins, and while some may argue that is 63 mins too short, i would think it is left to linger on with your imagination filling in the gaps. it is a beautiful movie. probably the most beautiful one i have ever watched. when we are in love, we believe nothing can tear us apart. even when doubts arise, we live in the past to fill us with hope for the future. but while we may start out together, we can slowly drift away given the circumstances. it's heartbreaking to think so, but we take heart in the fact that we had tried to stay strong in the face of adversary. i accept that we should not pin our hopes on the past and instead, look to finding a way to be happy in the present.

circumstances may have compelled you to make a decision, but the choice is yours ultimately.

just like how i chose not to upsize my filet-o-fish meal yesterday because i did not feel so hungry.



Monday, July 05, 2010 @ 1:42 AM
Touch my Robot Groin

my dad is a big fan of robin van persie now that oranje brought him his 1st winning bet; passion overwhelms everything else. i haven't had a good streak in this world cup, the worst surprise upset would be the brazil oranje game. What a COMPLETE DOWNER sial. placing bets before a game sure +1 to the thrill, but +2 happiness when you actually win.

doing my thang at subway doesnt seem as enjoyable as it was before. i somehow had this impression that working was more fulfilling than studying while i was still schooling. now that i am actually doing it, it feels more like a chore dragging myself there daily. the closest i get to fulfilling my job description as a 'sandwich artist' is when i spray and squirt the sauces over the sandwich in a supposed artistic fashion. nothing like having your signature in honey mustard and mayo...

anyway there was once i mistook mayo for milo, was wondering why someone would ask for milo over their sandwich. the only thing weirder than that was when someone asked if we sold pizza at subway. dang maybe with the cheddar cheese and marinara sauce, i could whip up something pretty wicked. subway is probably only fun when you have such free reign.

i cannot tolerate people who are a nuisance; i value my personal space and silence. i keep my headphones on not to bob my head to the rhythm of the music, but to cancel myself from the garbage you are vulnerable to when you step out of your house. i don't appreciate people who speak without common sense, it's amazing how some have absolute lack of self-awareness. or maybe im too careful and calculative of my decisions and actions. while i believe that being truly yourself in the presence of others is the only sensible act that everyone should commit themselves to, many would say it is easier said than done. but you can only respect others when you respect their capacity to tolerate your genuine personality and competence. we should not be afraid to disgust others, that way we would also allow ourselves to farm a more lasting crop of friends.

friends who find robot arms a turn on.
friends who find 300 rpm a sexy kind of speed.

...ah!



Wednesday, June 02, 2010 @ 12:26 PM
Vagina Dentata

and the wisdom tooth saga continues. I grow more frustrated than hurt when my body is unable to function properly, especially so when you can't sleep over the pain. I hope for this damn tooth to be yanked out asap so that i can chomp down my double massive sunrise burgers with grit and gusto. too bad this tooth grew out 2 years too late, or else I could have put it on mindef's tab and make the MC's more worthwhile.

i would have imagined myself to be working by now, but contrary to belief, im still dilly-dallying at home. i managed to spend an entire afternoon yesterday on youtube (that's one achievement i can tick off my bucket list). the blackhole of youtube consumes your time and soul...

everyone should go watch 'teeth' and check to see if you've got vagina dentata. that shit bites and kills.



Sunday, April 04, 2010 @ 12:16 PM
Flash Forward Flash

im just waiting for the day when i attempt to log into my blog and it says my account has been terminated due to long periods of idle. however stagnant it could be, it can't be any worse than liverpool's current season. what up with lvpool sial...

hey what is this? the exams are almost over? with a routine of study eat sleep you tend to lose track of time. i used to look forward to movies opening when i was in the army and before you know it, you only had....1 year to ORD. army seems so distant, but once upon a time it took up my life. it devoured my life and all its mojo. dead man marching is more apt. now, i count the weeks with every chapter of bleach. Rumoured to be ending soon, but of course i may just be telling you the same thing next year.

i was riding my bike to a full moon today along the west coast highway. i like riding along that expressway, as it's just next to the sea and you only have the string of headlamps to guide you. moreover traffic is scarce on that road, so for those few minutes i feel like im elsewhere other than Singapore. that is, until i see vivocity and it's back to reality. (oops there goes gravity)

i say hurray to youtube. while it may have killed MTV, i say there are plenty of other 'blackholes' to revel in. what begins as a simple clip of 'amazing soccer goals' and soon you'll be watching torres playing for atletico madrid at age 12. and if u refuse to cease, you'll carry on to see weird soccer celebrations in FIFA 2010. the internet is so vast it overwhelms us. we need spurts of info here and there, but we seldom settle for depth. you should fix a theme when you're youtubing (like gameshow scandals for eg), and see the next 2 hours zip by. at least you'll know of a certain Michael Larson aka THE Rain Man.

all the above are just fillers really. im blogging because clarence had a flash forward of me reading his blog and blogging myself too. uber creepy, i'd rather flash forward Torres holding the EPL trophy. or is that just a distant dream. well, just as how clarence is unaware of who reads his blog, im feeling a little insecure as well. so Mexcel if you're reading this, just blog back, i’m reading this. Then i’ll know.

YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE! (unless you've got herpes)