Well there's this danger about girls, you see... once they open their mouths and scream you can look forward to free food and lodging for the next few years.
For those still clueless, you know, those "stop molesting my hand with your posterior" incidents where protesting that you did nothing isn't going to help you at all.
thank goodness i'm still in a girls school. O_o
huh? why bother lampposting a girl? it just causes confusion and/or makes enemies and causes her to think youre a pervert (understatement). if (if) i tried this in school they'd be like, 'oi. go find another seat'.
yes, we're all pretty clean, aren't we.
LOL...Most people I know would have different ratings of my decency. Of course, around girls I have no choice but to up the ratio of decent behaviour to indecent behaviour. Social stigma is never a good thing to experience. But hey, when it comes to decency it's the thought that counts right? I mean we actually bother to try to behave...
Ah yes, arruba. That's what it's called. Though I've seen various spellings of this word in other places.
Girls can be lampposted too, but there isn't really much of a point is there?
How many people? Not many. Depending on the person you're talking about, anywhere in the vicinity of 3-10. It's been done in a variety of places. I've seen it done at a canteen table before. Poor guy had to be sitting right at the middle of the table, where the metal supports were...
Well. If every guy were as decent as Junsiang then I wouldn't have to worry that much or feel insecure ;)
Girls cannot get lamp-posted because only guys like to torture their friends, and for guys to grab a girl and torture her that way would ellicit lots of unwanted attention and the girl can cry "rape!!!" and all the guys will drop her immediately.
Sounds like what Melvin Tay, my Lower Sec Class Pervert, told me was called "Aruba".
Basically one person holds one limb each of the unfortunate victim, and they open his legs wide and run into some pillar.
I thought boys were more civilised in JC. Oh well.
How many people are needed to subdue the guy, then?
Girls can get lamp-posted too. If the lamp post is short enough.
Bachelor party? Knowing myself I'd probably
pon it, or attempt to come down with some minor illness (medicine faculty...should have some pretty strong viruses/vaccines right?). And I'm not really game for 'extra' services...STDs are a good deterrent, but I have other reasons...my bachelor party? If I have things my way, cushions on the floor, and anime on the widescreen. Friends are optional. I never really was one for parties anyway - ask anyone who knows me.
If you were describing a bachelor party in America I'd be really shocked - I thought they had mass orgies and stuff like that (another reason why I'm trying to go to a UK university, despite high costs of living), not just tame sex. If this is Singapore, then well you shouldn't be too surprised as well, since there are already people doing it at secondary school age. But do abstain for your own good, yeah? As if you need telling.
And yep, when you read stuff like that always remember to factor in the sensationalism. For every bachelor/spinster/whatever (I know, it's not a spinster party, right?...) party like the one described below there're 1000 boring bachelor parties where single males meet to discuss their sad situation. Who wants to read about parties like that?
I wouldn't trust a magazine called "Her World" to describe bachelor parties accurately. Would you?
And Gabriel, getting lampposted is a phenomenon that occurs with (alarmingly) increasing frequency in various JCs, most notably RJ and ACJ. It involves any object resembling a lamppost meeting the point of intersection of your legs at high relative velocity, resulting in an action-reaction force pair that has pretty bad implications for your excretory system.
Female magazines have much unreliable information. And they like to make you feel insecure. That's how they get sales.
Hey girls have hen parties too. With male strippers!
What's getting lamposted mean?
Living the indulgent life of a tai tai makes me feel infinitely guilty yet relaxed. It gives ample time for my mind to wander and to dream, and read really slashy magazines in the hairdresser's salon.
Chanced upon a rather interesting article about bachelor parties in "Her World" Feb issue. It talked of the sinfulness and raunchiness of bachelor parties, and how the girls all ought to beware when they hear their future husbands are about to be treated to a bachelor party by his friends.
Now, all throughout the article I was giggling to myself like crazy, because it kinda reminded me of the ways in which the guys in RJ keep getting lamposted or something...but then I guess the laughter was a bit of a worried laugh as well.
So Singaporeans are becoming more and more westernized to the extent of having bachelor parties. Well, that's interesting, and probably a fun thing to do with your guy pals before you get chained down. But then comes into the question whether male virginity should be kept for his darling wife or lost the night before his wedding night...'coz apparently the strippers and lap dancers give OTHER services as well =P
Hrm. So if the wives started having our parties too, would all you guys start kicking up a big fuss?
The answer would be obvious. OFCOURSE you'd complain. Therefore, isn't it all terribly unfair???
So guys, what are YOU all going to do for your bachelor parties 10 years or less down the road? =)
Have a GAY party? Or would you all op for the lap dancers and prostitutes? What about having them eat cherries off you while your future brides to be are unknowingly dreaming about the next day while relaxing their spas? There was even this guy who went to have sex with his ex-girlfriend at a bachelor's party before he got married the next day!
Well. What can I say...
The information in magazines sound REALLY dubious sometimes...
HAHAHA Oooh Gabriel! Lookee! I'm a saint!
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LOL!
Kureshi, be nice. Yeah, look who's talking.
Maybe they use tampons instead :)
Sometimes, there is an emotional disconnect in a person's mind. Something commonplace, something taken for granted is assimilated into the background and is not noticed as a matter of fact. Until it is thrust in your face. That's why girls are so scared of blood :)
Extending this analogy a little further, it explains the curious example of Yaoi Girl, who thinks up all manner of plots for her characters in her mind, but when faced with something notti that concerns her directly, she freaks out and retreats into her shell of purity, becoming prudish :0
What an eye-opener. A used sanitary pad left at the void deck of the HDB flat right outside Ghim Moh. Have RJ girls actually seen sanitary pads before? I thought they used them - apparently not, when I saw the look of surprise on the girls' faces behind me. I'm probably just stupid or something.
No I was referring to
this,
this and
this.
Kenneth's busy trying to debunk rumours. If you don't know what's been going on you probably don't have to bother.
Oh yes, I forgot. Nobody can control Kenneth when he is ranting. No matter, I'll just advise our readers not to try -too- hard to puzzle out what he's trying to say when he goes into rant mode.
Thoughts on Halal Meat:
My sister showed me a right wing publication that accused the Blair government of being hypocritical for trying to ban fox hunting because animals slaughtered the Halal way aren't stunned before having their throats cut, being hung upside down and bleeding to death. To put it another, way, "A chap says some kind prayer and then the cow's throat is slit, while fully conscious, and it bleeds to death. It may be a full three minutes before the heart pumps its last." Some research is actually rather enlightening:
http://www.warmwell.com/dec23bryn.html
"In a 22-page booklet on farm animal welfare, the Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals described shechitah, the kosher method of slaughter -- as well as halal, the Islamic code of animal slaughter -- as painful and distressing to animals. "It is a fundamental right of religious groups to practice their beliefs without hindrance," the booklet stated. "But where those beliefs are directly responsible for animal suffering, that right has to be challenged." "Surely it is not unreasonable to suggest that, in the light of new scientific knowledge and society's more caring attitudes to animals, religious traditions might be changed," it added. "
On the other hand, Muslim sources claim that the Halal butchers slit the veins in a way such that they bleed to death quickly. They don't say anything about stunning the animal, though. I'm not an authority on this issue, but I still think it would be more humane to stun the animal first or even just behead it. And the reason why Sikhs don't eat Halal meat: "Mind you some cultures/ religion do not eat meat that is halal e.g. Sikhism they believe in "Jhatka" cut meat, i.e. straight cut with minimal torture to the animal e.g. not slow release bleeding to death and some Sikhs I have seen refuse halal meat even in Malaysia.". Yet another reason to try to eat non-Halal meat, then.
To end off, a thought offered by someone: "Arguing over which methods of killing are more humane seems a bit pointless since the only ones who could tell you are dead." Heh.
Amusing Anne...that link.
Well the function of a language would be to communicate ideas. What's the use of a language that can't communicate ideas, or not finely enough for any use?
Language determines thought space, which is the concepts available for people to consider when they think. Studies have shown that when people say they think in Japanese, or Chinese or English, they really do think differently. Even though the output language may still be the same. Haven't you experienced times when something just comes out in chinese or your mother tongue because english just doesn't seem to have the right word for it?
Shrinking the thought space by reducing the number of words in the language isn't a bad thing if done in moderation. We all know words that have been mutated from their original meaning, and arguments that have failed, because both people don't agree on what they're arguing about, even though they're both using the same word. That's why the first thing to do in a debate is to Define the motion.
I'm thinking of 1984 now, with doublespeak etc. Forced over simplification of language can only lead to people adopting another if they have the chance to, or a natural evolution of that forced language into one that's proper (say english in Singapore's context) and into another more widely used that's improper (say Singlish. Of course, singapore doesn't over simplify language per se. It's just the effect of the English teaching in Singapore, and the dialects spoken in the market and at home.)
Tokipona would be cute for a while... I suppose. Just like we treat all the other minority languages as cute.
my gosh. the readers? don't pity the readers. what about the other 'inhabitants' of the blog who are utterly lost? all i know right now is that kenneth's being a tad melodramatic. he loves to express himself and explain himself to others. oh well. that makes for more interesting fodder for the rest of us.
help! i'm snowed in! i haven't been to school since friday -it's wednesday now- and i can feel my brain gleefully atrophying! aaargh! it's melting, like the snow. maybe even subliming. augh.
a recreational language in contrast to the 'seriousness' of esperanto:
www.tokipona.org
We? Who's we?
Don't make promises you can't keep.
To our dear readers: We apologise for the inconvenience. As usual, Kenneth is not making any sense.
We apologise for his perennial outbursts and the unfiltered, unprocessed and unexplained torrents of verbal diarrhea pouring out from his brain and will strive to restore some modicum of lucidity to this humble blog.
It seems we were so much surer of our directions and feelings when we were younger. So much more willing to love and try to love and forgive and try to forgive. And to stretch those boundaries while they were still elastic, and to discover a world of our own conception. And our belief in our own invincibility, that we matter.
What has age done to us?
Why have we changed?
This world is evil. It seeks to subvert us all. We must fight back. WE MUST STAY UNIQUE!
Strangely weird... Reading messages you clearly remember from the past. Shall protect identities by not divulging any names except my brother's.
(15.05.1998 05:15:41) : sugar is sugar!
(15.05.1998 05:21:15) : Hi ! My name is Kevin Tan Kian Howe, Kenneth younger brother.I had born in Singapore, my brother is a nerd.
(15.05.1998 05:21:44) : and your grammar stinks
(15.05.1998 05:23:21) : EH ! Iam only a small little boy. Please give some mercy. I am only ond 5 second younger than my brother
(15.05.1998 05:24:42) : Of course lah, you don't know ah
(15.05.1998 05:25:06) : okay, okay
(15.05.1998 05:26:33) : I am his IDIOTIC twin brother. ( His even more IDIOTIC than me ) And he is stupider than me.
(15.05.1998 05:26:56) : ah.....
(15.05.1998 05:29:05) : His kind of stupid. His has this body odour that smells so great that you will had a terrible death of Laughter
(15.05.1998 05:29:30) : oh?
(15.05.1998 05:30:09) : Do you want to know why
(15.05.1998 05:30:35) : why?
(15.05.1998 05:31:05) : Hold on for a minute
(15.05.1998 05:31:36) : ok
(15.05.1998 05:36:55) : ok
(15.05.1998 05:38:30) : why not?
(15.05.1998 05:39:18) : HELLO GIRL, you must have a crush on him
(15.05.1998 05:39:47) : HELLO BOY, I DO NOT HAVE A CRUSH ON YOUR BROTHER, THANK YOU VERY MUCH
(15.05.1998 05:40:28) : ARE you a girl or boy
(15.05.1998 05:41:35) : I ask first what
(15.05.1998 05:43:08) : Hello any one there
(15.05.1998 05:44:02) : YES
(15.05.1998 05:44:21) : Hold for a while
(15.05.1998 05:44:31) : yes?
(15.05.1998 05:45:42) : Who are this persons ? QWRK and CYANCLOUD and SUGARPIE
(15.05.1998 05:45:57) : why should i tell you?
(15.05.1998 05:46:21) : KAPO KAPO only what
(15.05.1998 05:47:29) : ask your brother
(15.05.1998 05:47:37) : why
(15.05.1998 05:49:23) : ?
(15.05.1998 05:49:43) : I am Mister Kenneth
(15.05.1998 05:49:56) : how charmingly nice
(15.05.1998 05:52:04) : i don't understand you
(15.05.1998 05:52:41) : I am still the old Kevin , No one fall to my tricks
(15.05.1998 05:55:02) : SO BE IT
(15.05.1998 05:56:50) : HI my name is Kimberly Iam Kevin and Kenneth;s brother
(15.05.1998 05:58:39) : OKAY OKAY I tell you who I am ,Kevin OKKAYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!1
(15.05.1998 05:58:58) : really?
(15.05.1998 05:59:23) : Cross my head
(15.05.1998 05:59:43) : your head?
(15.05.1998 05:59:54) : Opps I mean cross my heart
(15.05.1998 06:00:14) : i still don't believe you
(15.05.1998 06:00:27) : AIYOYO
(15.05.1998 06:00:42) : hmmm?
(15.05.1998 06:01:01) : hhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ?????????
(15.05.1998 06:01:19) : ?
(15.05.1998 06:03:07) : Hello
(15.05.1998 06:03:23) : hello?
(15.05.1998 06:03:43) : bey bye
(15.05.1998 06:04:38) : Tell your favourite numbersss
(15.05.1998 06:05:24) : YUP
(15.05.1998 06:05:48) : 4 and 7
(15.05.1998 06:06:14) : another 2 more
(15.05.1998 06:06:40) : 8,9
(15.05.1998 06:07:36) : Wot s your name
(15.05.1998 06:07:54) : who is this?
(15.05.1998 06:08:08) : Kevin
(15.05.1998 06:08:50) : i still don't believe you
(15.05.1998 06:09:00) : come on
(15.05.1998 06:09:31) : why should i have reason to trust you?
(15.05.1998 06:09:43) : please
(15.05.1998 06:10:03) : and what do you want my name for?
(15.05.1998 06:10:21) : LUV.exe
(15.05.1998 06:10:43) : and what is THAT?
(15.05.1998 06:12:30) : ?
(15.05.1998 06:13:26) : It is like you have a crush on my brother, i am just testing it
(15.05.1998 06:14:07) : there is a way
(15.05.1998 06:14:24) : ?
(15.05.1998 06:16:19) : it is
(15.05.1998 06:17:05) : quite cooool
(15.05.1998 06:17:24) : what?
(15.05.1998 06:17:47) : you are a girl
(15.05.1998 06:18:00) : so?
(15.05.1998 06:18:28) : yo admit it
(15.05.1998 06:18:50) : admit what?
(15.05.1998 06:18:59) : female
(15.05.1998 06:19:13) : yes, so?
(15.05.1998 06:19:38) : cool
(15.05.1998 06:20:00) : what's so fantastic?
(15.05.1998 06:21:49) : aha
(15.05.1998 06:23:02) : Guess what. My birthfday is in 15th August
(15.05.1998 06:23:59) : i know somebody with a birthday then too...
(15.05.1998 06:27:52) : why?
Ooh actually it wasn't as bad as I expected it to. Though things look different retrospectively. Amusing how personalities present themselves so completely and clearly to me even through this artificial medium known as ICQ, with it's own rules.
Wonder how Leong Kai Ping's doing... reading the histories and discovering how... mature she sounds compared to me.
Wonder how Yanying's doing... reading her words does remind me of her handwriting strangely, and her genuine happiness and friendship.
Wonder how Man er's doing... sometimes when there's nothing to talk about it always seems my perverted side comes up.
Wonder hows ZM and LL doing... actually I think I can guess.
Wonder how Yujing's doing...all the way there in Aussie... She'll be fine, she's adaptable and independent.
And wonder about myself. How my self image can be so warped at times. Like two or even three different peoples. Oooh yes. Wonder how Kenneth's doing.
Sorry to leave foot prints here again. No choice... digging through my ICQ message archives is like going back into history... you've got to get a little dirty.
Old Infos: Downhere (3720675)
Tell me nothing you don't want me to know
----- First Db
People think I am a cold dark man.
I summon the night, I fortell the storm,
I am the rain.
They are wrong however, I do not only bring the storm
I bring the future WITH the storm
and it is in the future you live in today,
the aftermath.
Yet I cannot deny that I destroy,
I remove RANDOMLY
to do otherwise would be bias.
I am the rain..
that keeps you cool in the day.
that keeps you warm at night
----Second Db
Do U exist or are U actually a figment of my imagination?
Am I really here, or am I dreaming
Whats a dream? What really?
U can sense and touch and smell and taste a dream...
Does that mean dreams are real?
Whats real?
--- ANSWER THIS --- Third Db
Wah liaoz!!! No one is EVER going to see my message history... Don't believe it myself... sighz...Sound so juvenile... All my poor poor friends.
Yep, I knew about the rumours all along. But I never bothered/had the time to clarify things, so I simply assumed that something cropped up there, and bonds were broken and formed. But it didn't really matter to me, I had more important matters to attend to.
Or from another perspective, I don't know the three of you very intimately, so when stuff like this happens it's much easier to distance myself and not get caught up in it. Maybe that's a good thing after all. This stuff has the potential to destroy friendships.
Glad to see you finally decided to bring things into the light, otherwise honestly, the rumours would just have gotten worse.
$7000?! 7000?! Ok gabriel. Your treat from now on.
Rumour Debunking
1 ) "Kenneth stole Yechao's Girlfriend."
We were only good friends all the while in November and December. She was just someone I could talk to honestly at the time. We grew closer together, but we were always just friends. If we were flirting, it was only subconscious. I never had the intention to steal anyone's girlfriend, and even at the very end, I did ask her to stay with Yechao. And she did want to try. But Yechao said that if she were to be his girlfriend, she'd have to stop seeing me alone altogether even if we were just friends. But his overprotectiveness and all the past hurts came back, and it was too late, because by that time she had already fallen for me. I never knew. She never said a word until the end. And Yechao was the one who suggested breaking up because she told him everything and he thought it was the best thing for her. Even though Yechao was feeling extremely hurt, and didn't want to let her go, he never told her until half a month later, when it was already too late.
2) "Kenneth kept going out with Geraldine during the holidays. He must have had ulterior motives."
I was at the govt internship at the time, while my parents were overseas. I had to settle dinner on my own and Geraldine took pity on me as she settled her meals on her own as well. I actually called alot of people to find out if they'd have dinner with me, but they were all either eating at home, or were overseas. I asked Geraldine to go on photog trips because she was genuinely interested in photography ever since RGS. But it clashed with Choir and she never had a chance to. And I invited her to the photog trip because I was afraid there'd be no one to talk to. The photographers were the ones who abandoned us halfway, while we were setting up equipment for a photo. We couldn't contact them until much much later.
3) "Kenneth is overly sociable."
While in VJ, I realized I didn't know many people in RI well. And worst of all, I couldn't remember anyone's names. So I tried doubly hard to remember names when I came to RJ. I just hate it when I don't know a person's name, because it's much easier to approach someone when you know his or her name. Also being a second intaker, I felt that I should mingle more to fit better into RJ society. If you don't feel comfortable about something I do, please get someone to tell me! I realized that cultures are very different in the JCs and Secondary schools... and true friends should tell me what they feel, instead of backstabbing or commenting...
Geraldine just wanted to make both me and Yechao happy. So she asked both of us what we wanted. And decided that Yechao could manage better without her. Because he appeared strong. But in the end, it was not true, and she did not want to hurt him any more, by being with someone, yet in love with another person at the same time. It wasn't fair to anyone. And Yechao had set a deadline. There was simply no time to think. We could only follow our hearts, and the thought of meeting each other in school, and her never telling me how much she loved me, and always being with Yechao, and having to not acknowledge my presence was too much for her.
We're sorry for all the confusion we've caused, and we hope that you'd forgive us, and we'll forgive everyone who has misunderstood this whole affair. We just hope to clarify the whole matter, and we're really sorry for all the hurt and misunderstandings we've caused along the way by our misjudgements and ignorance.
Please do not be too prejudiced about what has happened.
This whole affair has been as traumatizing for us as it has been for them, and it has not been easy for us to maintain a steady relationship because of all that has happened, but we're trying really hard. Even through all the opposition we've had to face, be it school, family, friends, enemies, we've decided to face them together, as one, and hope that all the troubles will pass us by. This is what really happened, but you are free to believe what you will.
Whether you be friend of foe, of Yechao, Geraldine or Me, in matters of love, there are no rights nor wrongs. Geraldine and Yechao are still good friends. But we're all very tortured by all the rumours. So we've decided to clarify everything.
Oooh... guilt pangs now...
Made poor Geraldine walk with me up the Red(Pink) House path and went all the way to Orchard when the poor dear should have just gone home and done her tution homework. Got a little jealous and a little unhappy because of something that happened during PE. Daoed her the entire walk and I think spoilt her day too.. Could tell she was really looking forward to seeing me, and I was looking forward to seeing her too. It was just that... message minutes before that really spoilt the whole thing. Sighz.. Guess I'm too sensitive...
When I'm unsettled I really lose it... poor dear was trying so hard to be nice and helpful with my shopping for gifts even though I could see that she was really tired... and I really should have bought her something at Taka... Sighz... BIG BIG prezzie comming your way Geraldine! Even if it requires starving till the end of the week....
Yeah... the more I think about the whole day... the more I feel its my fault. And worst of all, she was so nice and tolerant about the whole thing. I'm just wondering if I'm mutating into some horrible creature that doesn't understand anything.... sighz... Should maintain calm... CCCCaaaaaalllllmmmm.
Really sorry dear... Love you!
My monthly budget:
Allowance = $567.50 (up from $240 during BMT)
Transport = $80 - $100 (EZ-link deduction)
Excess Handphone Bill = $60 (usually around there)
Food = ??? (Depends how often I go to the canteen and go out
What does this mean? It means my bank account has gone from around $2,000 (before BMT) to just over $7,000 (now).
Thinking about friends again... remembering the symptoms of dying friendships... Limited conversations, circular banter, old jokes and small talk.
Wondering if i were to hold a birthday party of any sort, wondering who would attend, why they'd attend. Would it be because they wished to see me? Or would it be because they wished to see my friends...
Wondered why friendships die, why they wax and wane. Wonder about the reasons why they wane... Seeing them in the school canteen, or about Ghim Moh market, they appear the same to me... the same face, the same laughter, if only a little more tired and a little more restrained. But when you talk to them, or attempt to smile and start a conversation, and you realize that that depth of friendship you've had before would never be found again. Just like a rock skipping across a pond, scratching the surface, leaving ripples but not once touching the pond bed. Spoken and quickly forgotten.
Many dots in my case indicates a real serious case of mental block.
My weekly budget:
Allowance = $30
Food = $9-15 depending on my mood
Presents for angel, stationery refills, etc = <$5
Anime = Most of the rest
Haven't got much of a life have I?
Well... when running into financial troubles, the best thing to do is to take a step back and rethink where all the money goes to... And having many dots in my messages really dates back to a long time ago. Ask cuifen.
Weekly Allowance = $50
Food budget of = $5 per day X 6 = $30
Misc = $20
Out of misc... things I have to divide twenty dollars between.
Film and developing = about $20 each time.
HAPPY SANITY FUNd = recently set up... $10 a week.
Sea Sports Club = $17-30 a day. <- Mama sponsorship... when I remember...
Entertainment costs = $8 per movie, $5 per pool hr, extra $5 for food.
Mobile Phone Arrears = $30 a month.
I develop a roll alt weeks.
I'm supposed to contribute to the HSF 10 each week.
Sea sports club is alt weeks.
Entertainment costs thankfully are low, but I've got to pay for Angel Mortal gifts.
Mobile phone Arrears once every 4 weeks (thank god!) but still that means $8+ per week.
I'm just horribly broke. Think I'll have to start working night shifts soon....
Oh, add one more criteria for me. No smokers.
uh oh...
you're starting to dotdotdot..........
like me.
oh no.
don't get too influenced by my screwed up-ness. gabriel would flip.
Sighz... spent today thinking about a certain someone <-euphemism....
Jumped around like a nutcase sometime in the afternoon trying to train for standing broad jump... But was really afraid of landing with a BOOM instead of softly... it's so sad... I'm fat so I can't jump far, and I can't practice jumping far because I'm fat... Did crunches for good measure.
Amazing how things change... Amazing how I change... Feel like I'm settling down... finally being commited to someone... 100%... Family had fun looking at the photos... Making cute comments and of course, I kept boasting about my skills... :) Now if only a blob would let me photograph her to see how good I can make people look....
Though they all agreed she looked a million times better without her glasses... Maybe she should really make a new pair...:) My aunt knows a place that has really helpful service.. though the frames are from france and cost like 200-500 ... I really love her specs though.. make her look rather pretty...
Broke again... spent 40 bux on developing this week! Not to mention flowers and food... But I don't mind larh.. it's all happy and good fun!
Unsure if I should blog about my Vday and make people jealous... but yeah it was really fun and perfect... never knew being with someone can be so uplifting even when you're feeling sick, horribly tired and sunburnt, and burning up...
Saw Guanzheng and his OG at Plaza Sing when we had our dinner :) Didn't go and say hi.. :) Cos it'd be so weird...
Vday was bittersweet.... but now that we've gotten rid of the bitter bits... I suppose all that's left is probably sweet. At least for now.. while we're still getting used to each other... Then we'll get too used to each other and take each other for granted.. and it'll be bitter again. Or maybe the sour tang of vinegar...
What's with what?
Thought Jugs was a little quiet.. should have some things to think about... Wonder who deleted my post...:) Luckily it was copied and saved by another blog...
I guess it's a valid question.. What do girls want? What do guys want?
Sorry, JM, but Aine will always be the Yaoi Girl to me. :P Hee hee.
Kenneth: What's with that? Here we go again...
Girls like:
Someone to hold them and kiss them.
And give them little surprises.
And understand their unspoken messages.
And look into their eyes with confidence.
By someone self assured, calm and confident.
Who will make her feel special, among all the other girls
Can't speak for the other guys. But you're about half-right. Most importantly she must have her own opinions on things, and hopefully she'll agree with you on one or two topics.
But if you mean like her as a girlfriend then it's rather different altogether...and liking her as a wife must have many many other criteria attached as well.
Guys like:
Girls with confidence, self assuredness.
Who loves him deeply, and gives him confidence.
Who'd make him feel supreme over all other guys.
If only because he has won a prize.
Who allows him and only him,
Exclusivity to do things with her no other guys can.
And him to tell her what to do.
And her to anticipate what he'd want her to do.
Am I right?
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Most people don't like yaoi. I guess this is
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I watched it quite long ago. Anyone still remembers the early part of the movie? "Bring me my Long Sword!"...I love that quote.
And oops, think someone screwed up the align centre tag down there. Edit it please?
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Oh right thanks...thanks alot man...after watching that about 20+ times for lit two years ago................
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Palawan for me was just lotsa lying about reading with christie and esther on a beach mat under a palm tree...but there were the fun bits too. Like when we ran about the sand taking photos......all the special memories..........
which i would rather not blog about. can't bear to.
Think I got a little sunburnt on my nose.....=OP
Oooh.... ready to think and reflect on yesterday...
Palawan was fun! Spent the first part on my usual photog duties, couldn't find my Juniors! Melissa Mary Yeo had to grab the phone and help them find me. They NEVER found me. Not until half the day was over.
Played alot of things... Sandcastles, Volleyball with band friends, tried to climb a few rocks... but uneasy with no companion beside. Played a little bit of playgrounds, swung around on flying foxes... Played with Raj's 10 year old Uno cards where every one forgot to say Uno except Fred and Captain's Ball with my junior class! So fun! All slippin and slidin around on the sand.
Besides games....spent time walking up and down the beach... watching the hawaiian dance (Very Kawaii!!!It's the way they shook and their costumes :))... taking photographs of a certain someone.
Helped tousif change film... :) he had to walk all the way to the station where I was.
SCV rox! I'm a loyal convert.
How's Palawan for you people?
Your mum said that?! Hahaha! Oh, send the photo/photos to my yahoo account. I�ll check it over the weekend and tell you what I think! :) Thanks Ken! Hey, are you building up a portfolio of different faces? That�ll be so cool!!
I'm not 154[cm], I'm 155[cm] - Geraldine
Shengwu helped with a Magix bill? Wah. See that's why SCV is good :)
I've been a mum's boy for too long I guess, and now i'm just used to the cycle and it doesn't get so much on my nerves as I expected it to.
I have one true friend. But it's so hard to define "true friend" that I just gave up months ago. Now I'm still trying to appreciate the people I can still talk to. If anything's that bad I'll just turn to imaginary friend Lynn.
The phone just made me realise how bloody stupid I was when I said I wouldn't ever need a mobile. I guess I never wondered how quickly plans to meet up can change, how details and quickly flip completely around, and how urgent it is to get in touch with someone to coordinate something at the last minute.
Oooh... my mum likes yujing's picture!!! Haha... I'm getting better as a portrait artist... Sighz.. she thinks Yujing's more innocent and easygoing than Geraldine...
Haha... oh well... and she thinks Geraldine's not very suitable for me, and Yujing's better :)... Wonder how my mum decides on people so quickly...
But yeah.. I really like both Yujing's and Geraldine's portrait.. Though Geraldine's came out a little blurry... no thanks to the dark lighting at night. Wonder how a proper photog session would turn out!
Arrgh!!! Sorry Yujing!!! Sorry Geraldine!!! We'll have really really nice photos in June okay!
Okay end of rant.
Found cuifen's post really true I guess... In sec 1 I always wanted true friends. Friends I could go to in times of trouble and talk about stuff. I found them.. but when they moved offline I couldn't contact them anymore. It's probably my fault of course, but at that time a rather depressing number of things happened at the same time. My grades firstly weren't very good. They were much worse compared to Primary school. And I failed quite a few subjects in Secondary One... There was a big fight with my parents over the amount of time I spent online, and how much it costed... (remember running to Shengwu for help for this 1000 dollar Magix bill... THANKS SHENGWU!) And the only phone in the house was right in the living room... and calls often were overheard, misunderstood, asked to be terminated cos it was affecting my studies etc. Sighz... fighting battles almost everyday... didn't help that people were moving offline too, cos of various reasons.
Didn't really miss the phone of course... How could I miss something that never rings? Still called Gangwei from time to time asking him about various homework. Met up with friends in school and went out after that :) I was a really free kid. And spending hols organizing class outings... which had much much better turnouts... etc. A whole bunch of fun really...
Well... then sec four was a rather cold year... didn't spend time online that much, nor went out much. Just sat at home and read stories and mugged. Blehz... antisocial living.
Of course, JC 1 came and I got my handphone and I realized the whole world I was missing out on... The phone calls and SMSes and stuff... used to wonder how people could send so many SMSes... until I exceeded the limits myself... with all the friends I could now contact and keep in touch with... And call and chase and cajole to go out with me. Sighz...
What if I'd have known the phone earlier... Would I be a better person? A different person? Would I have broken less hearts?
Oh, that song scared me for a moment. I was wondering why monty python would like the chinese language all of a sudden...
Yep, got that bit on friendship. Cuifen's blog is
here. she shares it with Christie.
I'm one of those people everyone sees on their tagboard but have no idea who he/she is. But I like it that way actually. Anonymity is kinda hard to come by nowadays...
Oooh... don't be offended... it's all in good fun. Rather amusing though... Yeah Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Seems someone has a better idea about the whole thing than me... Hmmm...Sigh.
Ooh you must read Cuifen's bit about the three sorts of friends... Really interesting. Post a link later or sumthing... Was so inspired by the article decided to fight for a private phone line, or connect up one of my own. Anybody here want to donate a nice wireless phone that isn't too beat up?
Hmmz wonder if my love's cute and cuddly and ready to please :) Sometimes it just scares me too... being too ready to please :) They should all wear bunny suits if they wanna serve me.
What happened to the articles on sexual degeneration? I'm waiting for them to appear! Yoo Hooo!!! Time to do some work. Maybe you could tell us some of your thoughts on say each part? And then we could critique them.
Just realized who junsiang is. And realized I've been saying hi and been seeing him in RI all of the time... but never realized who he is. :) Hi! Thought you were a different person... Sorry!
Oh Joanna's poetry's really good too. Sighz....
I'm too busy too busy... School demands so much time from me... And my general unproductivity isn't helping. Think I overspent on Mobile phone charges already. Another reason to get a phone line... Just wondering how much I could save on money, and how much I'd spend on time....
Anyway... Frederick told me about some breakdancing lessons... Should I go? Sounds like great exercise... And I've always wanted to get down on the floor... and do handstands and headstands and stuff....Time again .... Time Time Time... Saturday evenings... which happens to be Grandma's house time.... but it's only eight lessons! One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight! Count them!
Oooh... don't be offended... it's all in good fun. Rather amusing though... Yeah Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Seems someone has a better idea about the whole thing than me... Hmmm...Sigh.
Ooh you must read Cuifen's bit about the three sorts of friends... Really interesting. Post a link later or sumthing... Was so inspired by the article decided to fight for a private phone line, or connect up one of my own. Anybody here want to donate a nice wireless phone that isn't too beat up?
Hmmz wonder if my love's cute and cuddly and ready to please :) Sometimes it just scares me too... being too ready to please :) They should all wear bunny suits if they wanna serve me.
What happened to the articles on sexual degeneration? I'm waiting for them to appear! Yoo Hooo!!! Time to do some work. Maybe you could tell us some of your thoughts on say each part? And then we could critique them.
Just realized who junsiang is. And realized I've been saying hi and been seeing him in RI all of the time... but never realized who he is. :) Hi! Thought you were a different person... Sorry!
Oh Joanna's poetry's really good too. Sighz....
I'm too busy too busy... School demands so much time from me... And my general unproductivity isn't helping. Think I overspent on Mobile phone charges already. Another reason to get a phone line... Just wondering how much I could save on money, and how much I'd spend on time....
Anyway... Frederick told me about some breakdancing lessons... Should I go? Sounds like great exercise... And I've always wanted to get down on the floor... and do handstands and headstands and stuff....Time again .... Time Time Time... Saturday evenings... which happens to be Grandma's house time.... but it's only eight lessons! One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight! Count them!
oh gosh you guys. sarcasm in the air, dripping like singapore's humidity. happy valentine's anyway, to all. and i bet i'm shorter than gerri. who's now arielly, i think. being a grand total of about 155, plus or minus 2 or 3cm. there's this monty python song, called "i like chinese."...
"i like chinese (rpt 3x);
"they only come up to your knees;
"they're cute and cuddly and ready to please."
heh heh heh. bet ang mohs don't know what _we_ say about them...
Well... fine... maybe not manipulated...stop being manipulative? :)
Love ya~! (clue 102)
Oh don't worry about the numbering of the clues.. We're just following Microsoft... 3.1, 3.11, 95, 98, 98SE, 2000, ME, XP
wow...
Hmmm...doh, who can this person be? *scratch scalp*
YOU manipulated?! What about me?!
.......(clue 101)
Happy Valentine's Day!
Thanks Kenneth. Those are wonderful clues. I'm sure I can come up with better ones.
Who?
1) She's older than you
2) She's probably shorter than you
3) She wears a purple uniform
4) She has distinctive dress sense
5) She likes a disgusting unicorn which sings a revolting song which goes: "Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, how are you?
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, how are you?
Thank you, thank you, I am fine, and I hope that you are too
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, how are you?"
6) She likes her bed
7) She's screwed up
8) She is on this blog
Enough clues?
How?
I introduced them. Kinda. Yes she can thank me for introducing her to both her fifth and sixth squeezes.
When?
Early this year.
Well... Baoz... :) I'm sure you can figure it out by now! (clue 1)
Haha... been a long time since I last posted... Guess nothing much has changed so far... J2 is but alot of mugging, and resting, and eating, and mugging again... Though I've been quite lousy at the mugging part. Tomorrow's a lecture day... and after that Palawan! Whooo hooo!!! Gonna bring my camera kit and start snapping away...
Gave someone a really nice red rose yesterday (clue 2) hope she really likes it!
Been sleeping alot.. really... didn't know I wuz so tired. Relationships really allow the other party to manipulate your emotions... I'll try and stop being manipulated... (clue 3)
Going to study chem! See ya!
In sooth, I know not what to say, therefore I shall laugh *LOL*
You are all so mean....sigh
Haha.
Yeah now the masses are (sorta) safe from his depredations!
I wonder who is more unfortunate... Kenneth or the person to whom he is attached.
Hee hee hee.
Oh dear....you're really outdated =) I shall leave kenneth to answer that question since it's directed to him! HAHA!!! *very amused*
oh. ok. lit symp is 26 apr, if i'm not wrong. try and go. ;)
yes. most of us read most of the books. i personally have read all but The Female Man. plus one more which we decided not to use. cool eh? but now i feel sick of reading cheem stuff.
kenneth. sorry if i'm outdated, but are you attached? to who? how? when??
hmmmm..... -grin-
That's 'coz you've got lady luck by your side ;)
Told you prayers work...
Got my camera back from this really nice tutor called Melissa Lim... Maybe my luck's changing
ACJC lit symposium? I may be going...providing that the lit teachers actually let me go. There's only a certain number of students entitled to go, and priority would obviously be given to the lit S students, whom which I am not one of. Sigh.
Thanks for the song gabriel, always wanted to know what exactly the lyrics were. Har de har har... I don't wear platforms, so there.
Oh how could I fail to comment about the niceness of Yanxiang and Terence Chan who kindly accompanied me to the bus terminal where I asked alot of uncles about the location of my wallet, and searched the buses....
Sorry for wasting your time! But you two were real dears!
Oh what a screwed up weekend... my mum's bringing me to the temple tomorrow to try and get rid of my bad luck.
1) Lost my camera in LT1, after remembering VERY clearly it was on my black file... But lit day rocked... especially Nick Emceeing...
2) Which completely ruined my mood for the Lit food fest later... didn't manage to eat anything beside a muffin and got tricked by Peggy to put my hand into a bowl of Green Popcorn. <- soggy too! Must tell them the results of my investigations
3) Broke, cos I forgot to bring my $50 bux for Sea Sports. Borrowed alot of money from YanXiang... THANK YOU! YOU REALLY MADE MY DAY! And a bit from Cai Feng.... who's cool as always... Rather nice to see them again... after such a long break... kinda forgot how relaxing the whole team can be sometimes..... I shall be less anal and enjoy myself more...
4) Lost my wallet... which made it a kinda blessing in disguise. My mum took out my IC to cash a cheque, and I didn't bring my $50 bux... whatever's inside can be replaced... except for my photo of my sectionmates in VJ, which had me in VJ uniform... and that piece of tissue with Teresa's number...
5) Got many depressing messages from Geraldine... poor dear... Take care yeah??!! Though I'm not in very good shape myself.
Admired the sailors Wenting and Yuzhi going around in their Toppers.... was kicking myself for not taking the Topper course cos I was too busy... I wouldn't mind spending 25 bux for a whole day speeding around the beach... And they just looked plain cool when they executed their turns... Whereas I was just wading around and paddling around and acting as a limpet to poor passing kayaks cos I was rather irritated with the bumpy rocky sea floor I was standing on...
Kept beaching up on assorted greenery... Irritated. But they built sandcastles, and I sunbathed abit, and remembered the time I had in Band... and listened to the enveloping sound of crashing waves.... And just took a breather from the horridness of life... forgot everything that troubled me so...
Was just thinking how I should really start talking to all my friends again... get more RJ ICQ contacts etc... finish sending my e-mails etc... but it seems like I do more worrying about my homework than actually doing it.
Sighz... KENNETH! WAKE UP!!!
Here's a
URL and a song for Screwed Up Girl.
Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason to live.
They got little hands,
Little eyes,
They walk around tellin' great big lies.
They got little noses,
Tiny little teeth,
They wear platform shoes
On their nasty little feet.
Well I don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
Don't want no short people 'round here.
(Short people are just the same as you and I.)
A fool such as I. (All men are brothers until the day they die.)
It's a wonderful world.
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody to love
They got little baby legs
They stand so low
You got to pick 'em up
Just to say hello.
They got little cars
That go beep beep beep.
They got little voices
Goin' peep peep peep.
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds.
They're gonna get you
Every time.
Well I don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
Don't want no short people 'round here.
- Randy Newman, 1977
i guess i should refrain from asking.
this is absolutely beautiful set to music by eleanor daley.
William Butler Yeats. b. 1865
864. The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight 's all a-glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
parts of it just catch my fancy. nine bean rows! i do so want nine bean rows! and i would live alone in the bee-loud glade, with the linnets and crickets soft-humming. it really is wistful and poignant and just lovely with the score..
i feel like a hobbit today. well, i usually do.
Bah. I wouldn't mind one myself actually. Makes for interesting conversation.
Gah.
bao can you invite risse?
she can't seem to get my invites. thx.
Oops sorry about that. What did you give her then? "Stress reliever" doesn't describe alot. Then again from previous posts I probably can guess. Just confirm my suspicions won't ya?
She wanted me to dispose of it.
So I did.
Did you expect her to relieve stress? Maybe I should get you one for stress relief too...
I didn't even look at it.... she didn't want to show it to me either. So there.
It was a stress reliever. And you shouldn't throw away things someone else gives someone.
For someone who is so liberal viz his own gratification, you are remarkably prudish in other areas.
It wasn't for her birthday. Just something cute I found in London.
Ooh, the sexual degeneration thing sounds really interesting. Do post stuff on it. I don't know why topics on sexuality get me all fired up. Maybe it's because no-one likes to talk about it, though I must admit it doesn't make for good small talk, not in Singapore anyway.
I wanted to go for the Play! concert just to hear the tracks from Princess Mononoke, but something cropped up. Oh well.
What did you give Geraldine for her b'day, Gabriel?
Well... I don't think people take gifts of sticky phalluses kindly. Especially if you're giving it to someone whom you don't have a certain relationship with.
Besides. I think it's rather insincere.
I'd rather have the real thing.... : )
As usual HSSMP is ultra-specialised and focused.
Cross-posting is good on some occasions. That's why I do it selectively.
Wonderful Winamp skin! I turned Equaliser back on just to gaze at it in all it's glory. Yeah, baby, yeah!
... Geraldine let Kenneth throw away my present. Bah. I'm not buying her anything next time!
Yeah what's the symposium?
It seems that my life suddenly is filled with texture and colour. Somehow, a world that I had forsaken had really never left, never changed or died. It was always there waiting for me, waiting for the return of the Dreamlord.
As I walked past all the beautiful display boards down at the concourse, each talking about a different play or book or just genres in general, as I bought my ticket for Play! a band concert by our school's concert band, I really get the feeling that Literature and the Arts in general WILL SURVIVE! Whoopie! And here, I get online and read about topics about some symposium. Perhaps doors never really close anyway. They're left ajar, waiting for you to walk by again, and rediscover them...
Revisited my thoughts about human-human interactions. But my positions were wrong. Men and Women think of love differently than I can easily generalize.
Oh my gosh!!! You guys read all of that? =) Sounds terrific! When's the symposium?
our books: 1984, brave new world, the handmaid's tale (atwood), the giver (lowry), the dispossessed (Le Guin), woman on the edge of time (piercy), the female man (russ). read any? any of y'all going for the symposium?
Transformations undergone by gender roles and sexual conventions in utopian/ dystopian fiction
d) Role/ influence of gender and the sexual instinct in society
i) in general
ii) in a modern day context
iii) in utopias
iv) in dystopias
(4) Accepted gender roles and sexual conventions; mindsets
b) Characteristics of
i) utopias
ii) dystopias
c) Gender roles/ sexual conventions� how have they changed?
i) Why?� reason/ rationale
ii) What this reflects; significance
iii) if their society subscribes to a different set of values/ mindsets from ours, can it still be considered dystopic? (if it is)
d) Issue of reproduction
i) importance in their society
ii) how the problem is solved
e) The marriage institution; family and children
i) role, significance of marriage and family
ii) is there romance? True love?
iii) how children are raised
f) �Deviant�/ unconventional behaviour� how is it handled?
i) homosexuality
ii) promiscuity/ celibacy/ loyalty
3) Personal Analysis and Response
a) Moral judgement� are these societies good or bad?
i) Importance of gender differences/ gender equality
ii) Value of sex and its degeneration
iii) Issue of dehumanisation
If you like this topic of evolution so much, you probably would like Vision of Escaflowne. Has this really deep stuff about evolution and destiny. Sweet.
Blobs lack a better name.
Man evolves first to find out how to keep the sabre-toothed tiger away (or more preferably, how to kill it). And then he figures out how to keep it at bay permanently - birth of social science and structure. And when he's finally comfortable he figures out how to make himself even more comfortable, repeat
ad infinitum. somewhere along the way he also, by some unknown mechanism, evolved to question why he needs to keep the sabre-toothed tiger at bay, and why he needs to continually raise his standards of comfort, and why he asks all these weird questions. My theory anyway.
What's sexual degeneration? Many things come to my mind. Do update us regularly =)
ooh great stuff :)
maybe you could post bits and pieces of the project for us to comment on.
okay.
i'm inviting risse and charmaine to this blog.
they are interesting people.
they're the people with whom bao and i are doing our sexual degeneration project.
:)
To war to war!!!
There are objects in this world. Objects of curiosity, that can only described with the word blob. Blob. A certain stain on the ground, an object with infinitely high inertia, with a certain affinity with the ground. There it lies, you can see it, smell it, hear it. There's nothing wrong with blobs of course. All objects have a right to exist. But the problem with this particular blob, is it's insidious nature. It looks benign all right. It's just sitting there, looking like it's minding it's own business, and really, you don't feel like bothering with it. But slowly, it sickens you, pains you, poisons you. All the while looking aloof. But it hurts you all the same. It's the smell.
Of course, you never wanted to be there. You were lured there, by the fragrance of a flower nearby perhaps. And the flower beckons, welcomes. But this blob. No! It is not satisfied with people not taking notice of it. It must be noticed. It must drive people away from it. So it produces this noxious fume, this poison, this heaviness in the air, to keep people away from it. Of course, if blobs have feelings, they probably obtain satisfaction from driving people away. People, who might have that one in a million chance of noticing it, which obviously, the blob does not want, to maintain it's annoymity. Of course, of course, left unsaid is the fact that if the blob wasn't so putrefying, and kept minding it's own business, no one would notice it anyway.
But then, minding your own business is no fun. No fun at all. Which blob in their right mind could stand people NOT noticing them. No, blobs must be seen, heard and smelt. And people must notice and pay respect, and stay away. And the blobs must continue to make people around them uncomfortable, to increase the distance between intruders and itself. It starts to stink! Really badly. It wants its privacy. Its space. So it intrudes on others. Stinks up the world. Makes the world a badder place.
It's all gravity. That ever pervasive force that pulls people to the ground. That keeps them rooted firmly to the place they're standing on right now. It's the same force, the same gravity, that makes blobs unable to lift themselves from the ground. Unable to see beyond their personal kingdom, unable to move around freely, but slime this way and that. What's the whole problem with blobs???
Blobs lack a backbone to raise them from the ground. Blobs lack legs to stand with. Blobs lack eyes to see, ears to hear. Blobs lack an outer covering, to protect their fragile insides from the environment. Blobs lack hands, to help themselves and others with. Blobs lack minds, to contemplate their existence, and the existence of others.
Poor Blob. Poor Us.
Ooh.... slept at three last night, had a bloaty tummy, was alternately farting and burping. Wonder what it is that I ate.. But antacid rightened the whole thing soon enough! With the really wonderful Thai powder.. *giggles* some of those were really firecrackers!
Was just playing The Sims too.. it gets really addictive after a while, and you can just play and play and play... it's beautiful!
Hmmz... how would you guys treat unwanted gifts? I threw a gift away today... cos it was really inappropriate.. Didn't even take a look at it... Should I have?
Spent the whole night with Geraldine today. Had a nice pizza for dinner, and a little apple tart <- wonderful! Still... Esplanade is a pretty crowded area.. Anybody know a place less crowded and devoid of mosquitoes?
Was just thinking today, about the goal of evolution.. This question haunts me almost everytime I think about biology... I once thought evolution meant death, that all organisms would evolve to fit perfectly into the environment, and neither contribute nor take away. Kinda like rocks, or trees. But while in the bath, a thought struck me... that perhaps man evolved first to question his senses, to question the reality of the world around him <- leading to the birth of mythology, and stories... a peculiar trait amongst humans. Next to question his own purpose <- the birth of law and religion. Finally perhaps, to question his form. <- genetics. And perhaps, the very structure of thought <- computing.
And the goal of evolution, need not mean death. Genetics is freedom from the process of evolution. Everything that did not make sense before, every genetic legacy brought about by evolution could now be erased, or strengthened, depending upon it's relevance in this world. Thought, and it's very structure, would be designed, and made self replicating. Once we understand how and why we learn, what's there to prevent genetics from making neo-humans that are designed for a particular purpose, and are made easy to modify to think the way we want them to?
The goal of evolution then, would not be death, but the end of evolution. The birth of design. We would be gods. Lords over the very environment, our very existence. We would manipulate every molecule, control every single piece of energy, move worlds. We could design ourselves to be as large or as small as necessary, bound together by common thoughts, policed by our own. And then we would consume worlds, like a ravaging force, and spit them out again, to recover, while we jump from world to world. Mining what we need, creating what we lack, leaving behind seeds that would grow and be the source of our endless energy.
The goal of evolution gives way to the goal of design, which is the eternal life, endless.
And we will not pass silently into that cold night. We will BE that night. Or that dawn. Whichever may be.
Thought you might like
this, Gabriel.
Crossposting? I thought of doing that many times, but often ended up just posting a truncated version of it here, or not at all.
Hmmz I was about to comment on the fact that crossposting is usually frowned upon...maybe just provide a link larh...
Hehz... somehow feel a little dumb... a little tired to post stuff...
shall leave things as they are.
Cross posted from
Balderdash
1. Why do you blog?
I try to record the ephemeral threads of my life (those not too private for my diary), some to share with friends who visit and some just for fun, so I can look back years later and laugh (or grimace). Mostly, it's because I'm bored lah.
2. What do you blog about? Why?
Anything and everything. Life, the Universe and Everything (the third best of the quintet, really). Cliched, but true. Anything that catches my fancy or piques my interest.
3. Who is your primary blogging audience? Why?
Friends. And people who search for "zaogeng" or "nude mgs girls" :P
4. What is your blogging philosophy? Why?
Anything goes. Let loose. Join in the fun or be dazed by the inanity of it all. I'm already in enough trouble, so this makes little difference :)
5. Have you ever stopped blogging or considered ending your blog? Why? What happened?
Oh lotsa times. Things I write were misinterpreted or used against me, contrary to the spirit in which they were written *shrug* Been there, done that. I will survive. Tralala.
Yeah, I read about the spud guns somewhere, forgot where. Apparently it's the youths' solution to increasingly tight gun laws or something. Huh.
Eeeek! A scene besting the most horrific of those found in any horror movie.
Rockets?
Safety chiefs target German craze for 'bazooka' spud guns
German youths have taken up a dangerous new pastime: firing potatoes as fast as a rocket from �bazookas� made from drainage pipes...
Oh, I sometimes play mini-rockets with my cousins in M'sia. *wheeeeeeee......pop!* And it's a little scary to see a rocket launched by some unknown neightbour land in your porch.
happy chinese new year, everybody. my brother set off firecrackers in the backyard this morning. i think it's against the law here, but the police haven't rung our doorbell yet.
i don't have much experience with cemeteries.
Cemeteries hold a place of interest in our hearts only if we know the person intimately. I wouldn't really care about other members of the departed.
Is it all worth it? I don't know, but if there's one thing that's definitely worth it it's individual freedom. If there's anything I've ever dreamed of that I really wanted, it's having no specific job, and just taking on anything that comes my way, or something that pops up in my mind. Like maybe inspiration for a research project, or a sudden desire to make a video/movie, or a computer game. Like a wanderer.
Impossible dreams are so much more interesting. No need to factor in reality, and they just sound so impossible you
know they'll never come true, leaving you free to wander around a little longer without ever being in danger of being obsessed with it.
: )
We all can't write like Gabriel anyway...
My uncle had a rather interesting house... he made it big, had a nice big house with two stories, a great view, two koi ponds, a really nice massage chair (iMedic), beautiful singapore chinese wife with nice chinese character... Nice sound systems (though not to my taste...) two big cars, beds and rooms aplenty.
And I asked him... is this all worth it? And he said, I worked damn hard to get it all. Of course it's worth it. But you've really got to sacrifice alot.
It's good that his wife helps with the house and the children, while he struggles with work and business, and keeps making profits.
It's a beautiful house. A kind of heaven. Just wondered how much of it he could actually enjoy. After preparing the steamboat, and being a beautiful host, he was too tired to enjoy the atmosphere he created... too tired to even sit around and chat a little... and I wonder if it's worth it. Should work hard.. At least I'll have a choice...
Today was a beautiful day. Even with all the coincidents and everything, all it does is just to cement my faith in her. Besides, we did have our moments. And that's all I'll wish for. Wish for little jewels of happiness and nothing more.
I don't like cemetaries, though of course I like it better than columbariums. Public places of death are all so... impersonal. When you see rows of gleaming tombstones, and crosses above the marker, all it does is make that person one of the crowd, one of the forgotten, making you forget that in your heart, lies the person that once existed in his purest form instead. The others in the crowd are not part of my life... perhaps I lack compassion, but I find speculation about peoples' lives frivolous. They've probably been speculated about enough.. All they need now is to rest in peace. Perhaps take their place again, amongst the departed and fallen...
