pg - counterstrike

If Counterstrike was played by chickens...

"FIRE IN THE CLUCK!

COUNTERCHICKENS WINS."

... of the strong

"In this world, the weaklings feed on the strong.
Are you happy hanging around weaklings?"
- Gaulun, FMP TSR

It may sound like some 'survival of the fittest' logic, but there is more truth to it than it seems.

It hit me kinda sudden because I realised why I consider some of my friends my friends - they are stronger than me. I don't know what "feeding" is, but it can't be all that bad, can it? Hahaha... They make you stand when you fall.

And because of that, I want to be strong too. Maybe I can't be strong, nevertheless I want to. That's all I really need to know.

pg - fmp!

I love Chidori!!
I love Sagara!!
I love Chidori's blue hair!!
I love the OSTs!!
I love FMP!!
I love Chidori!!

vows

With this hand I will lift your sorrows.
Your cup will never be empty, for I will be your wine.
With this candle, I will light your way into darkness.
With this ring, I ask you to be mine.

- Victor Van Dort, Corpse Bride

pg - when a fren opens a business

I never knew!

exams...

No exam no need study.
Got exam then need to study.
Major exam then must study.
Minor exam then forget it.

- Carol Hime

pg - earphone story

A story about my iPod earphones dropping very often.

DROP. Still working.
DROP. Both sides damaged.
DROP. Back to working.
DROP. Both sides damaged.
DROP. Only left side back to working.
DROP. Both sides back to working.

THE END!

... of signs

Do you believe in signs?

Actually, I do. And usually they don't lead me astray. Hopefully it doesn't this time. *pray*

... of loser

I AM DUMB.
I AM LOSER.
:'(

... of chocolates

Wooooohoo!!! I've just gotten M&S chocolates!! Authentic one, oK? All the way from Europe! Not the ones you go down to Orchard to get. Got 2 sticks and one whole bar!! Wooooohoo!!!

... and I'm sick.

*er-herm* ANYWAY, The sticks were watery and actually bendable when I got them. Can tell got no more shape. Two nights of air travel and this is what happens... Hahah...

Since with the recent chocolate issues, I'm putting up what my cuz posted recently:

"It's not that chocolates are a substitute for love. Love is a substitute for chocolate. Chocolate is, let's face it, far more reliable than a man." - Grace Graciala

I'm not even going to start. Debate all you want. In the comments, that is. Leave my tagboard alone, you lazy bums. *BLEH*

pg - blood

Eh, think I missed the blood donation drive.

Anyway, I think all this blood donated goes to the vampires. So that we won't have them turning against humans, and find mysterious deaths of blood-dry corpses with two holes in their necks.

Due to the recent increase in vampire population, there IS a shortage of blood. So when their slogan says "save a life, donate today", they're saying donate today or get sucked dry by a vampire. Save your own life.

Hmm... temperature check. 38.9 degrees. Yupz. Got fever.

... of having fever

Argh! I hate being sick! *duh* And I still have to struggle to school to hand in two due essays. But had a chat with Carol on MSN which was the usual fun! Really helped along the essay I was only halfway through. Handing in essay is a good excuse for me to visit the free doctor in NUS, but seriously, I would prefer my family doctor. Been going to him since I could remember... Dr Sun. A good man.

But being sick... argh! I couldn't smile to the usual beats of Gamble Rumble, UTAO-UTAO, Sakuranbo! The fever, sore throat, tummy aches from coughing and vomitting are such a burden. It's like you want to smile but can't, staying in a neutral state of emotionless.

Now as I write this, my flu has began. Can't even enjoy my animes properly sia. Hey, I didn't even laugh at the last episode of "Trick"! It's a bit serious ah...

Drowsiness kicking in... I shall go and rest, even after the 8 hours of sleep I've gotten since 11am.

Wait, a song's coming into my head... "badgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadger.... fever beaver! badgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadger.... fever beaver!"

I hate myself. :)

bob the cockroach

(Sing along to Dick Lee's "Fried Rice Paradise")
For Bob the Cockroach!

I know a pal whose name was Bob.
He told me, he told me
That one day he will make it big.
Crawled around in AS3,
Tried its luck in M.c.D,
Found a corner sparkling clean and
Thought he found a place to live in,
But other roaches just laughed.
Poor guy didn't know what to do.

Brown roaches to diseased ones,
They told him, they told him
That he should just conform with them.
Eating scraps from rubbish bags,
Spread diseases and all that crap.
But Bob just got fed up then he
Took a knife to murder all them.
Looked around but there's no one.
Chopped their bodies into pieces few.
So what did he do?
He opened

Fried Lice Paradise!
Nasi Roaches very nice!
Meat's a "secret recipe",
99 varieties!
Fried Lice Paradise!
"Crunchy"'s how it's been described,
Booked a table? Very wise!
That is what I would do...
To jump the queue!

Two years past and very fast,
He told me, he told me
He had to go a little more.
Scrouged around in Chinatown,
Won't believe what he found:
The skin of worms, the eyes of flies,
And even all the spider legs.
Attracted all the vultures,
And even fish dissectors too.
Well, what did they do?
They just loved...

Fried Lice Paradise!
Nasi Roaches very nice!
Meat's a "secret recipe",
99 varieties!
Fried Lice Paradise!
"Chalky"'s how it's been described,
Booked a table? Very wise!
That is what I would do...

Wo-o-wo-o-Chow Bob Baby...
Ooo, Chow Bob Baby...
You're my Chow Bob Baby!
Red, Hot Chow Bob Baby! Baby!
You make oh-me-e crazy!
Mantis... tastes like piss.
And black widow's "OH NO!"... ANYWAY,
Oh what, oh yeah, what else can I say?
I like my Chow Roa-ches anyday!

Maybe you have eating blues,
I tell you, I tell you
That there's a place for you to try.
Where the feelers are plucked out,
Leaving only heart and gout.
But believe me when I tell you the best food beneath the sun:
Chow Roaches with extra legs...
Bobby's waiting there for you!
So what should you do?
Head down to...

Fried Lice Paradise!
Nasi Roaches very nice!
Meat's a "secret recipe",
99 varieties!
Fried Lice Paradise!
"Chicken"'s how some has described,
Booked a table? Very wise!
That is what I would do...

Fried Lice Paradise!
Nasi Roaches very nice!
Meat's a "secret recipe",
99 varieties!
Fried Lice Paradise!
Sambal roaches', lowest price!
Booked a table? Very wise!
That is what I would do...
If I were you!

- Henry Rogers

... of helplessness

Many a times I've seen my friends lost in pursuit of their dreams - to want, to be, to achieve. Or simply they don't feel well, or don't feel happy...

What should I do?

So often, I get lost myself. If I am a friend, a sibling, or even a stranger, is there anything I can do? Not as jester, not as comforter. And thus the point of "I don't have to" is the only logical conclusion. Wait. Wait for a change.

Well, I'm telling you it ain't comfortable. It's disconcerting to know someone's sad, and even more discomforting to wait. Anyone who has waited before knows how painful it is.

What should I do?

*ding* Time's up.

... of reminiscence

Do you remember your childhood? The JMC uncles (and one happy auntie) remembered a lot of things in our primary school era (1990-1995)...

Sticker albums. Dragon ball cards. Idol cards. Grasshopper catching. Spider catching. Zero point. Hopscotch. Play strings (or "cat XX". Nic nid ur help here). Monkey bars. Rubber band "tricks". Fragrace peddles. Eraser games. Ninja origami darts. Staple traps. Stephen Chow movies. Can-make-it horror movies.

Am I missing out anything?

... of sofas and beds

Beds are for people with no worries.
Sofas are for those who do.

I've been sleeping on the sofa too often lately.

Look, I almost failed two tests.
3 essays incomplete.
Haven't been doing my tutorials. Not one.
I do not understand my 3 math courses.
Lost a library book.
Can't even learn Japanese properly.
Can't think properly.
Can't do work properly.
.
.
.
Shit. I bet I'll fail suicide too!

If anytime in life I feel like a failure, this would be one.

Off to the sofa now. Nitez. By the time I wake, I won't even rem this post.

pg - new vocab

... and there was "destructophile".

pg - It's not...!

Baby Sister lah! Not Babysitter!

at the karaoke

(Sing along to Matchbox 20's "Unwell")
For karaoke luvers!

All day sitting at the karaoke,
Hearing voices in my head.
All time I can hear them all saying
That I should sing more songs
Because then my voice might be good for something...

Hold on!
Feeling like I'm headed for a
Sore throat...
But, I should heck care!

I'm not crazy,
I'm just a little unwell.
I know, right now you can't tell,
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see,
How I go off key...

I'm not crazy,
I'm just a hearing impaired.
I know, right now you don't care,
But soon enough you'll be stopping me,
From grabbing the mikey-ee...

I'm singing to myself in public,
Hoping people'll sing with me.
And I know, I know they've all been itching to tell me.
I can see them flinching,
And it makes the owner think that his windows
Are close to breaking from my screeching singing.
Somehow, I've lost my voice!

But, I'm not crazy,
I'm just a little unwell.
I know, right now you can't tell.
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see,
How I go off key...

I'm not crazy,
I'm just a hearing impaired.
I know, right now you don't care.
But soon enough you'll be ordering,
"A pair of ear plugs, please!"...

I've been singing in my sleep!
Pretty soon my bro will come in,
Yeah, pillows thrown at me...

I'm not crazy,
I'm just a little unwell.
Told you, right now you CAN tell.
When I sing Bon Jovi or some high key,
How I go off key...

I'm not a Hung,
I'm just a hearing impaired.
You see, right now you DO care.
Soon enough you gonna start punching me,
From grabbing the mikey...

How I go off key.....
Badly go off key.....
Can U-RU-SA-IIII.....?
Please don't faint on me.....
Can't even hit a "B".....
How I go off key.....

- Henry Rogers

a walk in the rain

Light rain falls,
Childhood calls.
Happiness,
My smile bursts.
Getting wet.
I care not.
Steps of tap,
Rhythm trots.

- Henry Roger

... of simplicity

Nobody believes in simplicity anymore. Never thought my motto could be challenged thrice in a week.

LIFE:
As we grow older, we take up more responsibilities, have less freedom, need to work, take care of our elders... marriage does even worse! But why we stress ourselves over these things that have yet to come? It's as though we're not going to like our future.

Dun get me wrong. I think it's fantastic that you have a direction in life, and the drive to get what you want. Understand that it poses a lack of understanding on my part. Future is uncertain, is it not? If I have to sweep the streets someday, then there must be a reason my fate/destiny is so (eg. retribution for writing too many satires :p). Fate shall present my options, while I travel wherever decisions take me. Simple.

LOVE:
It seems that there is no one who believes in simple and clean, fairytale-like romance stories. I believe that everyone can have one. It doesn't matter if you're not romantic enough, or in my case, not naive enough; you just need to try. Courtship, b4/after marriage, the later years... the fairytale moment will forever be embedded.

"You need at least one bad experience to grow, and to learn to approach love in a more practical way." - Rae. Logically, I understand. Ideally, why can't I have "one and only"? What is it about reality that makes this concept less real? Is that not the basis of idolism too? We CAN live a fantasy.

HUMAN RELATIONSHIP:
"It's complicated." - Friendster. Yeah, sure. Whatever.

Look, it's either you love, or you don't.
You hate, or you don't.
You want, or you don't.
You do it, or you don't.

Also, we should stop having doubts about others, about ourselves. People didn't talk to you because they didn't, not because you're boring. People are not caring enough because they aren't, not because they're selfish. Seriously, when your bf/gf is not loving enough when they don't read your mind, is because they can't! Relationship strains often comes because we have fantastic imagination. And things happen because they do. Not everything needs a reason.


Oh, end liao. And I'm not trying to persuade anyone to be simple. Just that I'm waiting for a lecture to start, so got extra time to think. Bwahaha...

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... of bio-nick-names

LSM1301 General Biology module teaches Bio *duh*, and on friday the classification and naming of spieces. There will always be a common name and scientific name for each. For example:

Common name - American Robin
Scientific name - Turdus Migratorius

Or even defined as "Batman's Sidekick". *cold wind blow*

How do they come up with these scientific names? It can be through their habitat, appearance, and/or lifestlyes. You can even name them in the honour of people, like naming it after LYK, or after Tony Blair. To do it, there are a few simple rules...

For gentlemen - we add '-i' at the end of their name, eg. "Johnsoni"
For ladies - we add '-ae', eg. "McNeiceae". pronounced as 'eh'
For family name or a group - we add '-orum'

What if WE had scientific names? I just take examples from my list on the right and we have......

Anxiang - Anxiangi
Brandon - Brandi. Defined: a good drink, or a good woman.
Kai - Kaii
Kaixin - Kaixinae. "Kai1 Xin1, eh?"
Gracie - Gracieae. Greek name.
Rae - That IS your scientfic name, ie your common name = "R"
Rina - Rinaae
Shaoz - Shaozae. Sounds kinda like a half-Chinese, half-Black American (or Chris Rock puts it, "Black-ke-nese") rapper.
Songming - Songmingi
Tofu - Tofuae. If fungae is to moldy, then you're fermenting well.
Ieyasu - Ieyasui. Defined: combi of "No (Japanese), Yes (Singlish), Sui! (beautiful in dialect)"
Wicky - Wicki

:edit: (juz had to add. *devil*)
Carol - Carolae. At last! A french name!
Nixxy - Unique case from scientific naming rule. Don Juan DeNixxy.
Sheryl - 2nd unique case. Ah-Sohae. Even the scientific name still very auntie leh.
Duck - Ducki. Defined: yellow bobbing squeaky bath toy.
Chicken - Chicki. Cheeky also acceptable.
Leon - Leoni.
Alex - Doggi. Doggy looks better...

As for me:
Roger - Rogi. It's Rogie with silent 'e'
Henry - Henri
Harahenta - ... let's not go there.
Rogerine - It's Rogerinei, not Rogerineae.
Orgy - Orgi. It's so wrong.
Georgy - Georgi
Magarita Boy - Magarita Boi loh. Singlish.
Rabbit - Rabi, or pulral Rabies?!

JSSorum and JMCorum ROX!

livin' on a prayer

(Sing along to Bon Jovi's "Livin' On A Prayer")

Waking up at 6 in the morn'.
I sleep in the lectures,
Note-taking is gone.
It's tough...
So tough.

Tutor sent back all his reviews.
Hard work for the essay,
This is how he viewed -
It's bad.
Hmm... real bad.

They say I've got to hold on to what I've got,
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If I make it or not.
We've got the money and that's a lot for mirth...
Just give me a shot!

Wooah...
I'm half-way there,
Livin' on a prayer!
Take my life!
For I'm saying I'm sway!
Livin' on a prayer!

It's hard to contact Citibank.
They don't pick up phones,
And email is just blank.
It's tough...
Yes, tough.

At times I dream of running away.
In search of some advice,
They just...
Oh, chased me away!
"Go pray..."

I've got to hold on to what I've got,
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If I make it or not.
We've got the money and that's a lot for mirth...
Just give me a shot!

Wooah...
I'm half-way there,
Livin' on a prayer!
Take my life!
For I'm saying I'm sway!
Livin' on a prayer!

Livin' on a prayer!

(guitar interlude)

You better hold on, ready or not!
I'll sing off my plight and will give it my all!

Wooah...
I'm half-way there,
Livin' on a bray!
Pass the mic!
For I'm singing today!
Livin' on a bray!

Wooah...
Downloading stuff!
Livin' on a bray!
Piracy!
It's turning real bad...
Livin' on a bray!

Wooah...
I hate my tests!
Livin' on a bray!
It's real sian,
And doesn't this end?
Livin' on a bray!

OK LAH!! FADE OFF LIAO LAH!!

- Henry Rogers

pg - It's not...!

Homo sapiens lah! Not homo spartans!

forgiveness

"I wish to be forgiven.
Yes, I want to be forgiven."

"*chuckle* By who?"

- Aeris answering Cloud's doubt

... of chee quays and grass jelly

Dental today. 2 extra rings (bringing it to a total of four) on your back bottom teeth ain't no kidding matter...

Anyway, same as always, after dental I would take a bus down to Tiong Bahru Market for a meal of Chee Quay. But the mood of the market today is different. Or so it seemed to me.

The morning fresh air depicting a scene of serenity.
A drink of grass jelly and the fragrance of chee quay.
The enchanting melody coming from my iPod.

Yes, I'm having one of those "moments" again. I'm blessed with the gift to appreciate the seemingly unimportant things in life, These very details seem to able to make me happy, grateful, relieved...

Should I go into "hibernation" mode, maybe I'm not really hibernating. Maybe I'm enjoying the small estacies of life. Maybe I'm wishing all my friends could experience what I'm experiencing.

How nice. The sun rises beyond the clouds and fill the market with warm orange light just this very moment. And I'm not describing a scene where I've just attained enlightenment. Haha..

pg - the sound of silence

Whey, how come no one gets the joke when I say I'm listening to Simon & Garfunkel's "The Sound of Silence"?

Yes. I refuse to believe that I'm not a comedian!

guilt in loving

Far other dreams my erring soul employ,
Far other raptures, of unholy joy:
When at the close of each sad, sorrowing day,
Fancy restores what vengeance snatch'd away,
Then conscience sleeps, and leaving nature free,
All my loose soul unbounded springs to thee.
Oh curs'd, dear horrors of all-conscious night!
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
Provoking Daemons all restraint remove,
And stir within me every source of love.
I hear thee, view thee, gaze o'er all thy charms,
And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms.
I wake--no more I hear, no more I view,
The phantom flies me, as unkind as you.
I call aloud; it hears not what I say;
I stretch my empty arms; it glides away.
To dream once more I close my willing eyes;
Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise!
Alas, no more--methinks we wand'ring go
Through dreary wastes, and weep each other's woe,
Where round some mould'ring tower pale ivy creeps,
And low-brow'd rocks hang nodding o'er the deeps.
Sudden you mount, you beckon from the skies;
Clouds interpose, waves roar, and winds arise.
I shriek, start up, the same sad prospect find,
And wake to all the griefs I left behind.

- a verse from "Eloisa to Abelard"

... of darkness

"You are who you are!"

- Le'Stat, "Interview with a Vampire"


I've been lying a lot lately. And I hate myself for it. It's a problem when you have vowed to be true to yourself (or at least try your hardest to be) and it fails one way or another.

Not only that, you lose youself. You do things you shouldn't; and vice versa. Lies begets lies; the chain begins. As darkness swallows, you find that a metamorphosis has began. You feel thick viscousity of the air you breathe, your heart clamps in discomfort, you hands trembles in anger. (And yes, you have to respect those who can pretend to be alright when they're really sad. It's really hard.) Unfortunately, some senses stay sharp...

When you lose your ability to smile at that moment, your friends will know. That's where the darkness spread and affects them. Your senses are still sharp at this point. This plummets you to a lower level, for your guilt of making your friends feel what you are feeling feeds the darkness.

Apparently, the attempt to keep yourself to a low profile doesn't work sometimes. Cutting off the spread of darkness isn't easy, huh?

My point in all these - no more lies. Don't feed the darkness. That is the only way to stay 'yourself', and the truth to happiness. (This is of utmost importance for those who believe in dreams, but that's another matter for another time.)

Oh, white lies are ok. Yeah. Darkness is black. White lies are white. (I noe I noe: WTH?!)

rated pg - twisted math

Me = Sad --- (1) ,where me C {Friends}
Friends = Happy --- (2)
(1) x (2): Friends = Sad
Now consider, Friends V Me = T for Happy
=> {Friends}\{me} = Happy!