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:: Tuesday, December 30, 2003 ::
Late night rants are... mindless self-indulgence. I do recognize the ability to perform one's duty despite having no attraction for the task as a worthy one. About the love bit, perhaps the use of the word was a little too general because it cannot really apply in some relationships.:: Friday, December 26, 2003 :: Dear [Insert Friendster name], Thanks for your note. [Insert ingrating smiley] It's so nice of you to say that about my [Insert noun]. [Insert yet another smiley]. No, I wouldn't mind being friends if you could prove to me you're worth being friends with. On the whole, I would rather NOT be friends with you because you seem to lack the spunky originality that I so do enjoy. While your letter was not stupid enough to warrant a trip to the trash, it is rather humdrum. Were you to try this on me in real life, I might actually be nice about it and carry on a conversation. At least until you've sucked dry my already minute reserves of small talk. While I AM a sucker for good pick up lines, your choice of words in your introductory message hardly leaves me gasping for more of your smooth talk. No, I do not want to exchange phone numbers with you. Your age and job are of no importance to me. No, you may not find out where I live. And plying me with words like "honour" "reply" "waiting" "hoping", doesn't really make me any more eager to get back in touch with you. Well, now you know. I don't expect to hear from you again, and on the whole, if you didn't, you'd just be confirming my first assessment of you. Of course, you might write back, and I could be forced to alter my prior impression. You could be a bigger idiot than I thought. Lots of Love, [My Friendster Name] :: nimezs @ 1:16 am [+] :: ... Duty and Love:: Thursday, December 25, 2003 :: 7 new msgs. Yeah, a good photo does wonders for you. :: nimezs @ 10:31 pm [+] :: ... Oh yeah, I forgot. Welcome to yet another addition of late night song lyrics with me. Today's googled song is Robbie William's Sexed up. Nice tune, lyrics rock... haha, but you'll notice they don't really match. But it's a lovely song nonetheless. I think so, at least.:: Wednesday, December 24, 2003 :: I'm going to do a comic rant now because I always do a comic rant after I finish drawing a comic and Azmi publishes it, and a comic has just been drawn and published. So. Rant starts here. First of all, I need to improve my drawing skills some more because there's no level of consistancy - the faces change, the proportions change and my aptitude at it changes constantly too. I might need to do a full scale drawing of each character with marked proportions instead of doing it free hand, or maybe I SHOULD get a good photo editor and start doing all my comics digitally.... :: nimezs @ 7:41 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, December 23, 2003 :: I've been in Korea for the past 7 days or so. A few things stand out in visiting a cold country. The cold, the static and the dryness. I had fun overall, I guess. If you want a blow by blow account of my holiday, let me know. There's not much to say otherwise... There was skiing, shopping and a few interesting rides/shows.... :: nimezs @ 3:26 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, December 22, 2003 :: I have a cough. Falling sick after coming back from a holiday isn't the greatest thing in the world. :: nimezs @ 10:03 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, December 16, 2003 :: I'm leaving. That's right. I'm leaving Singapore. I feel I have to tell you, because I want you to know I'm gone. Not just hibernating somewhere in Singapore. Nosiree. I'll be back of course. But like you really cared, eh? :: nimezs @ 1:08 am [+] :: ... :: Monday, December 15, 2003 :: "Hurt me thusly, and no one will know, If thou rend my heart, thou scar my soul. So deeply cut, well hidden away, These wounds ne'er will see the light o' day." I've been reading my archives, and I can't help but worry that I seem to be attracted to men/guys/boys with whom I know any relationship with is out of the point. Which is scary, and self-destructive, because it means I'm quietly undoing whatever hope there is for myself with the opposite sex. Maybe I should just agree to the next person who propositions me and see how it goes from there... lol. "Oh, lock me away, and don't let in the day, here inside, where I hide, with my loneliness... I don't care what they say I won't stay in a world without love..." I swear, it's the holiday mood. Must be. :: nimezs @ 12:30 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, December 13, 2003 :: I am going to die. Take the time to check out the rest of the site. Especially the Dead Letter Office. Seriously. It's wicked funny, yo. I can't believe I just said that. :: nimezs @ 2:43 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, December 12, 2003 :: This is really good, that's why I'm sharing it with you. 1) Go to Google.com 2) Type 'miserable failure' into the text box. 3) Press the "I'm feeling lucky" button. Funny, no? Works for "Weapons of mass destruction" too. :: nimezs @ 2:42 am [+] :: ... :: Thursday, December 11, 2003 :: Love actually is all around. :: nimezs @ 12:08 am [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, December 09, 2003 :: I can't be bothered to post today. If you want to know how I've been doing, just call. :: nimezs @ 1:44 am [+] :: ... :: Thursday, December 04, 2003 :: It starts with a QB house haircut, followed by a bout of insanity, and ends with short hair. Yep. My locks are gone, notwithstanding the fact I never did have locks in the first place, but you get what I mean. Anyhow, the bottom line is this. I have short hair now. I would be vaguely traumatized by the loss of about 2 year's worth of hair growth, but hey well, hair grows back. On the plus side, it's low maintenance. On the minus side, guys seem to prefer long hair. Ah well. :: nimezs @ 9:09 pm [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, December 03, 2003 :: I was supposed to watch Matrix Revolutions yesterday, but to our amazement, the tickets were sold out. Yep, even so long after the release date, it's selling like hotcakes. Even though most of the people who've watched it so far have put it down. Even though I was late. Even though... I really wanted to watch it. It's probably a sign that I'm never going to watch the last instalment of the Matrix. Seriously, everyone I know has watched it already, and I've not many people left to drag to the movie. What will become of me?! Will I die never knowing how the Matrix ended, even though it's turned into a crass attempt at commercialization of the previously philosophical alternative ... thingy it was? We watched Master and Commander instead. I didn't see the whole point of the movie at all. Didn't learn anything historical, and was subjected to the brutalities of healthcare on the sea. (read: amputations and self-ministering of wounds) I had my hands over my eyes during the particularly violent scenes, but somebody wouldn't let me miss them. "Come on, you paid $6.50 to watch this movie." Sure, it was a feel good movie. Very rousing. The doctor was amusing, and I saw a hobbit on board the ship. Russell Crowe is dead ugly. I guess he looked much better in Gladiator because most of his face was covered with facial hair. Like Viggo Mortensen. Then, my friend drove me home, which was also extremely amusing because I'm terrible at giving directions and he's good at making me doubt my sense of direction... "Turn left." "Are you sure?" "Ummm. I don't know. Right then." (silence as left turn is not made) "You know how I said turn right after you made me doubt about turning left?" "We should've turned left?" "Yea, I was right the first time." Plus he was so excited about getting to drive independently that it made me laugh. Not to mention that rather amusing call home to beg his father to let him drive above 70 kph. Alright, I won't tell them anymore. -grin- Not even about the lorries over taking you. ; P :: nimezs @ 7:49 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, December 02, 2003 :: I'm in love with Lulu. Our children will be beautiful and talented and smart. Now if only I could get rid of that dratted moggle. :: nimezs @ 12:28 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, November 29, 2003 :: "Adopted" Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different color hair than the other family members. One child suggested that he was adopted. A little girl said, "I know all about adoptions because I was adopted." "What does it mean to be adopted?" asked another child. "It means," said the girl, "that you grew in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy." - Joke du Jour, JdJ-subscribe@yahoogroups.com Sweet. You know what I mean, silly. :: nimezs @ 11:57 pm [+] :: ... The crisis is over.:: Wednesday, November 26, 2003 ::
Shaggadelic, baby. Rrroaw. :: nimezs @ 1:47 am [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, November 25, 2003 :: Know something? The songs Muse does are actually pretty depressing sounding. I don't know what it says about me if I like their stuff. -grin- Guess I like angst more than I let on. Oh dear. I currently have half of their Absolution album on my winamp player. Out of the 7 songs I downloaded, 6 of them appeal to me? (and I downloaded this with a lot of pain - it's fricking difficult to get the actual songs on Kazaa) Sadly, Endlessly isn't perfect. Which means I have to go on bleeding my eardrums to get the complete song. Then again... maybe it's just a one night phase. You never know with me. :: nimezs @ 3:24 am [+] :: ... Okay, I told myself that I'd stop downloading songs based on their radio plays. I'd actually listen to the rest of the songs played by the band. So... today, I uh... sampled Muse and Stereophonics. I'm giving Muse the thumbs up - even though most of the stuff you find on Kazaa is rubbish - i.e. stuff on the mp3 that has nothing to do with the actual song. The actual songs I've been able to get are pretty good. Well, Stereophonics has its uh.... nice sides too I guess. But Muse? I'm even contemplating getting their CD. What does that tell you?:: Sunday, November 23, 2003 :: I find it extremely amusing that on IRC you can't tell who's male and who's female. It's amusing because sometimes, guys try to pick up guys. Of course he's trying to pick up girls. Did you think asking for an intro was purely altruistic? Well, I asked this guy if he was trying to pick up joc, and he got all defensive and flustered and msged me to tell me not to spoil it. Well. Dennis is an extremely boyish boy, and you're welcome to him if you really want. Transcript: [21:14] * joc (variance@cm163.sigma32.maxonline.com.sg) has joined #Medicine [21:15] {Engio} hi joc [21:15] {Engio} joccccccc [21:25] {joc} hi engio :) [21:26] {Engio} hi there [21:26] {Engio} busy? [21:26] {euphrosyn} Are you hitting on joc? [21:26] {Engio} what? [21:26] {Engio} that is called hitting? [21:26] {euphrosyn} lol nothing. [21:27] {Engio} joc care to intro? [21:27] {euphrosyn} just jumping to conclusions. everyone loves a little scandal. [21:27] {Engio} its not a scandal [21:27] {Engio} im doing it in the open [21:27] {euphrosyn} it doesn't have to be behind closed doors to be a scandal. [21:28] {Engio} i know [21:28] {Engio} but the fact that im doing it in the open proves that im not guilty [21:29] {euphrosyn} more power to you, then. don't take my ribbing to heart. [21:29] {Engio} ok [21:29] {Engio} joc [21:29] {Engio} sorry i was interrupted [21:29] {Engio} care to intro? :: nimezs @ 9:34 pm [+] :: ... :: Thursday, November 20, 2003 :: I'm a terror, yes I know, but here are a few blogs I've found written by the people definitely from NUS FASS. There's no hiding from google if you're a blogspot user. http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/ http://mysticoral.blogspot.com http://semoganer.blogspot.com http://dribblelikegiggs.blogspot.com And that's just a few. I feel like a voyeur. Oh wait. I AM being a voyeur. :: nimezs @ 1:57 am [+] :: ... :: Monday, November 17, 2003 :: http://www.tk421.net/ultima/ I would've been a ranger or a paladin if I were a character in Ultima IV it seems. Your Virtue Scores 2 out of 7 Honesty 5 out of 7 Compassion 2 out of 7 Valor 2 out of 7 Justice 4 out of 7 Sacrifice 5 out of 7 Honor 6 out of 7 Spirituality 2 out of 7 Humility 15 out of 22 Truth 17 out of 22 Love 17 out of 22 Courage :: nimezs @ 3:28 am [+] :: ... The phrase for the day is.... "Love and you will be loved.":: Friday, November 14, 2003 :: What do you do when it's 5.22AM in the morning and you can't be buggered to study, and haven't been for the past oh, 8 hours or so? Answer: Abso-fricking-lutely nothing. I know I should be sleeping but I'm not for some masochistic reason. I'm worried about me having this attitude so close to the exams, but the problem is I don't really give a damn - which when you think about it, is worrying in itself. I need someone to smack me in the head, but most unfortunately, none of you are going to do that because... well... what's the point really if I already know I need a smack? It's not going to shock me into being a better person. Plus it's so much easier to turn it into some self-serving bias and label you an abusive jerk. Righty. I'm going to pretend to sleep now. And so, in order to make sure none of you actually do give me the talking-to I so rightly deserve, I'll now tell you I scored an A/A- for my lvl 3000 Lit module. I find if I end with lighter news people don't actually talk to me. oh wait, who am I kidding. Doesn't really make a difference does it? Signing off and out. :: nimezs @ 5:29 am [+] :: ... :: Thursday, November 13, 2003 :: A shorter sword. The sword is the only thing I can alter digitally. THERE, picky nit. This will teach me to do research before sketching off hand. :: nimezs @ 2:52 am [+] :: ... Almost EVERYONE is a critic.:: Wednesday, November 12, 2003 :: 
I'm not a kendo student or anything, so the posture would probably be way off and I don't care. Finally, access to a scanner. :: nimezs @ 1:22 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, November 08, 2003 :: I've finished cleaning my room. Let's list some of the things I found. Pay close attention, there will be questions later! There's a small elephant made entirely out of blue tack. There are 8 bottles on my dresser, 4 of which are facial products. Bags in the room number at 6, including my laptop bag. For some strange reason, one of my skirts is on my bag shelf. There's a huge tangle of wires on my desk which I'm not going to even touch, ten dollars weighted down by my wireless lan card, a postcard from Cambie, a thermometer, an out-dated calender, a white hair-band, plenty of stray hair, printer with no black ink, a mouse, Douglas Adam's So Long and Thanks for the Fish, (which incidentally, doesn't tie up as many loose ends as I'd like, and the horrible man knows it). There are 11 soft toys on my shelf, 4 of which I bought myself, 5 given by Mel, 1 given by Lyndon and the remaining one has unknown roots. A whole stack of 8-days magazines, a modest collection of books which I've all read except DH Lawrence's Rainbow (which, incidentally...is freaking boring!) Alright, I realise this isn't all very interesting, but I didn't say it would be. And, since you'd read up to this point, it shows some masochism on your part, so let's push on! I'm only kidding. Join me again next year when I clear out my stuff for the next semester! :: nimezs @ 12:53 pm [+] :: ... :: Friday, November 07, 2003 :: I just realised something! People are cynical because they don't want to be humilated by believing the best about everyone. Oh... wait. That's what being cynical is all about, isn't it? And if you were truly cynical, you'd think I said this to be funny. Well, did I? :: nimezs @ 2:09 am [+] :: ... :: Thursday, November 06, 2003 :: You know what's funny? I'll tell you what's funny. I was watching the Matrix the other day when I heard the phrase "There is no spoon", and I laughed because I thought it was some reference to some other game or that it was an old quote like "All your base are belong to us" (Or something). But now I'm not so sure. The phrase could have been popularized by the show but I just didn't notice, and then it would be weird for me to think it was funny if it WAS really brought up on the show for the first time. I feel I'm just perpetuating the myth that I'm a strange person. :: nimezs @ 2:14 am [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, November 04, 2003 :: -screams- -screams again for good measure- I lost my RP sheet. All life as I know it has ended for me. -hangs head- I can't even remember who I've done credits for. :: nimezs @ 10:05 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, November 03, 2003 :: Season 4 of Gilmore Girls and Season 6 of charmed. Unbelievable. I now have something to occupy my days online. Besides furious blogging of course. And my thesis on the impotence of electronical chores. Wuhtever. :: nimezs @ 3:57 am [+] :: ... You're my honey bunch,:: Tuesday, October 28, 2003 ::
Hm. Well, considering the top two highest matches were Galadriel and Aragorn, should I be surprised? :: nimezs @ 10:10 am [+] :: ... oh yeah, baby, yeah. I missed you!:: Sunday, October 26, 2003 :: Same rant, different place. Laptop problem. Broadband cannot be used - system becomes unstable after about 10, 15 mins. Error problem: DRIVER_IRQL_NOT_LESS_OR_EQUAL Visted by blue screen of doom. Problem solvers will be richly rewarded with everlasting gratitude or currency of choice (negotiable). If you think you can help me out, just message me. chelagi@singnet.com.sg As I foresee this to be a hands-on project, don't attempt to tell me how to debug my com via email because I can't and I won't because I don't know how. I hope not to have to visit the NUS service center again because they reformat without warning and take a disgustingly long time to do even that. :: nimezs @ 11:12 pm [+] :: ... :: Thursday, October 23, 2003 :: We hates Microsoft. We hates it!! :: nimezs @ 10:49 am [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, October 22, 2003 :: When you're a huge company, it's easy to screw small computers. ARGH. There's a problem with my com again, and it's because of Microsoft's updates. It's like waiting for the shoe to drop everytime I log on... Don't even know when my com will crash AGAIN. :: nimezs @ 11:14 pm [+] :: ... Just got home from dinner with the gang. One of my gangs. Azmi, Chuanmu, Huishan, Greg, Joel, Songyu and last but not least, Xuzi. Dinner was at Fish and Co... And, I don't know if it's the place or what, but so far I've been eating lots of cake at Dhoby Ghaut. Got two cakes, for which I'm really grateful. Thanks guys. Thank you thank you thank you. I have a polaroid of me looking extremely embarrassed...:: Tuesday, October 21, 2003 :: Okay. That's it. I'm no longer a teenager. Oh, more thanksgiving. Thanks Lyndon, for the call. Appreciated it greatly, of course! Thanks for the SMS, and the message on friendster, Jiahoe... I'm surprised you remember/know when my birthday is/was. Or maybe you're just really good at remembering everyone's birthday... Don't know... have never obtained second opinion... =) Happy birthday, me. :: nimezs @ 12:05 am [+] :: ... :: Sunday, October 19, 2003 :: Had a nice day today. I'd like to thank Cheryl, Neltje, Sunshine, and whoever else was involved with the ice-cream cake I got. It was a lovely surprise. Very touching. I shall never forget it. Really! I'd also like to thank my family for dinner at Jack's place. The food was a little below expectations, but ah, well, the company was good enough. And I'd like to thank Jason for calling me from Australia to wish me Happy Birthday. It really made my day. Well... in that I was blissfully surprised. Thanks, man. And of course, I'd like to thank God for such a wonderful day. Hope more like this will come. :: nimezs @ 11:29 pm [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, October 15, 2003 :: There's been not much excitement to speak of recently, but I've decided to include a wish-list here, shameless person that I am. Basically, I'll be happy to receive anything practical. Whatever that's wearable, eatable, useable. Non-practical gifts will only be appreciated from best friends or boyfriends. Non-practical gifts include but are not limited to stuffed toys, porcelain figurines, paper weights, flowers. While I do like (in fact enjoy) some of the stuff on that list, if I receive them from someone who does not fall under category of best-friend or boyfriend, I will assume you that you are angling for one of the positions and will respond accordingly to the giver. Responses range from disbelieving repulsion to appreciative adoration of the highest order. You have been warned. Happy Wednesday, everyone. :: nimezs @ 9:56 pm [+] :: ... :: Thursday, October 09, 2003 :: 73.75% for my abnormal psych test! I don't know what's the average, but boy am I happy. It's been a long time since I've had a grade over 70%... heh. :: nimezs @ 1:21 pm [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, October 08, 2003 :: MUAHA... (read: Evil laughter using following after Nic has done something particularly funny... to her, at least.) :: nimezs @ 7:58 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, October 07, 2003 :: ACJC really one of the top 5 JCs? Decide yourself. http://www1.moe.edu.sg/press/2003/pr20030925.htm http://forums.tjc.edu.sg/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=1870 :: nimezs @ 9:22 pm [+] :: ... :: Sunday, October 05, 2003 :: Rant of the day: "I need a good graphics editor program! I need Illustrator or something!!! AaaaAaAaHhHhHHHH! WEB COMICS. SO... BEAUTIFUL. SO .... PERFECT.......!! MUST SPEND WEEKS MEDITATING UNDER A WATERFALL TO ACHIEVE PURE MIND TO CREATE SUCH WORKS OF BEAUTY!..... ...must cut down on sugar intake to avoid crazy rants...." :: nimezs @ 11:13 pm [+] :: ... :: Saturday, October 04, 2003 :: It's really quite interesting what RGS girls get up to these days... but I'm just old, I guess. I find reading my cousin's blog very refreshing. I wish I had some kind of life like that. Well, when I blog 4 times on the same day you know I'm bored. :: nimezs @ 2:42 am [+] :: ... With edits...And, you know what? There's an actual League of Losers out there. How um... sad. Is that a compliment? You know what? The copyright is to me too, I don't need permission to run it on my own blog, do I?:: Tuesday, September 30, 2003 :: I'm hungry!!! I haven't eaten the whole day because of last night when I stayed up till 5.51 a.m. to prep for my presentation. Stupid incidental readings that weren't useful anyway. No, I'm not anorexic. Stop saying that or I'll eat your fat arm off. I'm not bulemic either. Ew. Well, you see... sleep became more important than eating, and I have a feeling I might have to give sleep up again tonight for my morning test. grrg. :: nimezs @ 7:43 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, September 29, 2003 :: Yes, ph34r me for I have succumbed to the terrible monster that is the internet networking craze, and shall be forever tainted by its mark. I've joined Friendster. :: nimezs @ 10:45 pm [+] :: ... :: Saturday, September 27, 2003 :: On second thought.... It's a little lengthy and a mouthful. :: nimezs @ 12:19 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, September 26, 2003 :: I wrote a poem. Me. A poem. Can you believe it? I'm usually a short-story/ambitious novella writer. I don't know if it's good, but I enjoyed it, at least. :: nimezs @ 7:03 pm [+] :: ... :: Thursday, September 25, 2003 :: Yet another test. Here's the results, and here's the link to the test. How accurate was it? I'd go with... it was accurate to some extent, but who am I to say, 'cause if I knew myself that well, I wouldn't need a ruddy test to tell me what kind of person I was, would I? "you would rather be the architect of a plan than the implementer of it"... True. Very true. "You tend to stay away from traditional leadership roles, and would rather lead with your ideas..." Also true, I've always thought of myself as rather manipulative. Now, for a little more entertainment, here's my bimbo interview (questions taken from 8-days) Definition of a bimbo? Someone who answers every statement with a question mark at the end? Do people call you a bimbo? (shocked look) Did someone call me a bimbo? Who called me a bimbo? Am I a bimbo? (Breaks down into fits of tears) Would you date a himbo? Sure, why not? I mean, himbos are supposed to be really, really hot, aren't they? (looks surprised) They're not always? Pros of being a bimbo? You have really great hair? Oh, you mean having great hair doesn't make you a bimbo? Why not? I would like to have great hair... Cons of being a bimbo? Well, like, you know, those guys, and some of those girls, they, like, talk to you like you're really stupid and stuff? And like, they think you're stupid, and they say "Oh, she's such a bimbo, I bet she doesn't understand what we're talking about," and it's, like, really, hurtful? And I, like, have to pretend I don't understand them because like duh if they knew I wasn't really that stupid they'd stop explaining everything to me, and I think that's really funny when they think I'm stupid? I mean, like duh, I know what a cretin is? It's like some sort of pastry, isn't it? Geez, sometimes I think it's really silly they keep telling me things I know, like that a cretin is a sort of pastry? I mean, like, I know, you know? Most bimbotic moment Oh, yeah, there was this time, me and Kevin were chilling, and he was all, like, your memory's really bad? And I was all like, no way, that's so silly? And he was like, yea way, you can't even remember where you park your car most of the time? And then I said, what, did I drive here? And he was like, girl, this is your home? And I was like oh, man, I'm such a bimbo! I can't even remember where I parked my car at my own house! That was totally stupid. :: nimezs @ 1:31 am [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, September 23, 2003 :: Another rant, a statement which I made to a few people. Independence is when your parents stop feeling sorry for you when something bad happens, and start telling why it was your fault. The irony of all this is independence is when you realise it IS your fault (because you're independent), but just want a little sympathy. If you think about it, it's sorta the other way around when you're younger - you get lots of babying you don't want/need, and it's easier to blame other people... Why did this rant come about? I'll tell you. "Oh, lost your jacket? It's your fault for not checking the taxi before you got off." "Oh, you have the flu and a sore throat huh, well, who asked you not to drink enough water?" (Funnily, I guess this could be attributed to the loss of my jacket, which is still my fault...) I'm only ranting because when you're sick, the one thing that you wish you had was someone patting your head and holding you and telling you it was alright, and making you feel comfortable. I can't get that from my parents or my siblings, or most of my friends, because most of them aren't uh... big enough to actually be able to ... be a cushiony comforter, and those of them who are and want to, well, I wouldn't like them to. Silly rant, but then I'm sick. I'm allowed to be silly, feverish and delusional. All those people who did tell me to take care of myself, thanks, but sometimes I wonder if you're just saying it because it's the right thing to. And anyway, even if you hadn't, the fact that the people I care about don't seem to care that much makes me upset enough to forget those who do. :: nimezs @ 1:57 am [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, September 17, 2003 :: The problem with wearing loose pants is that... they're loose. :: nimezs @ 11:40 pm [+] :: ... I'm confused. I just took this test that joc recommended. And this is the result. Well, what do you know? I was right. As you may or may not know, depending on how long you've known me and how often you've visited my site, I HATE chain-mail because most of them are hoaxes. Guess what I got in my mail box today?:: Tuesday, September 16, 2003 :: I have lost my jacket, and to put it rather inadequately, am distraught. Those of you who have seen my lovely black jacket and know of my fixation with and pride of it will know what a great loss this is to me. It seems appropriate for me to say now "I shall never be happy again," but, so it were, I've learnt material possessions a man does not make, nor should one be so overly obsessed by the same article, and I know by making this rant, I AM obsessing, but I can't help it. I'm upset. Still, if you're reading this now, you'll know what to get me for my next birthday. That's right, another black jacket I can lovingly tote around like my security blanket. It'll never be the same. I bet you didn't know that jacket was my security blanket. I put it on whenever I'm feeling insecure, or well, for more practical purposes like cold. There's this whole persona that goes with the jacket. I mean, I'd be running around, jacket flapping, heedless of everyone else with that crazy I couldn't give a damn attitude. That jacket makes me feel big and strong. Weird, I know, to be empowered by a piece of clothing. Sigh. That's it for sentimentality. :: nimezs @ 12:56 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, September 15, 2003 :: Okayz... To recap... On friday, I went to watch Absolutely Serious perform at the Third Place. I walked in, and this other band was playing. I would've walked out if not for the fact these nice men came and gave me a seat. I felt obliged to stay after that, plus, hey, maybe the band I actually came to see would come on after that. Quite hilarious really. The band before was really good, yes, as some people can't stop stressing to me, to which I reply, I didn't come to see them! I was sitting pretty quite close to Lyndon's sister, whom I didn't recognize because I thought it was some woman at first. Yes. Some woman. She's that mature looking. Anyway... After about 1 and a half hours of that, Absolutely Serious finally came on. Hurrah. I had fun, amazingly, and I liked their lyrics. Most of them. I've a short memory, so don't ask me what they played. I was surprised by how much of a heckler I was in small groups. There was a rather funny exchange between Lyndon's Kenric (this saves me the trouble of having to explain their relationship. It's not what you think. Really. Okay, maybe I'm making you think strange things, but that's just you and your strange mind.) ANYWAY... I knew he was Kenric because he was standing next to Lyndon, and Lyndon was standing next to me and he turned to me and told me "Kenric said NUS cancelled their one week break..." so I KNEW the guy was Kenric. To cut long story short... I was standing in a corner smsing my friend, (and I'm paraphasing here because I can't remember the exact words) "Oh, she's standing over there in the corner. What? You mean she's Simin? Your neighbour? Really? Oh." Then he comes over and tells me he didn't recognize me before. I said "That's okay, I didn't recognize you either." Haha. It's the hair. We've both grown it longer. Saturday: I played Chrono Trigger for the whole day. The end. Sunday: Hmm. Went for cell. Had lunch at Sunshine Plaza (good wanton mee. Really good wanton mee). After that I went to Joel's house because we were both bored and had nothing to do till 6. And as he put it, "There's marginally more stuff to do at my house than at Orchard Road." And so I found out. Hahaha. Then we went out, okay, I went out with the girls, (Lisa, Mel, Lishan) to celebrate Lisa's birthday. We went to Wheelock place to have sushi. Then we shopped around, and I really, really wish we had some photo taking phone thingy, because you have no idea how fun it is for you to browse at shops you can't afford to shop at. Gorgeous trenchcoats and stuff at Zara. I want photos of me in a trenchcoat! That's that then. Except that we have a new strip out on Azmi's page. Please do check it out. And I mean do. :: nimezs @ 12:50 am [+] :: ... :: Thursday, September 11, 2003 :: I just did a search for blogspot and NUS and 5040 entries came up. Most of which, I suppose are owned by NUS students, half of which contain rants about school. Now you'll hear mine. It starts... I just had dinner. Really. Because of AGM at school. I'm not too sure why I remained through the whole bloody thing, (or at least within the proximity of the meeting) or even why I continued playing bridge with people who probably won't remember/ don't know who I am. And that's it. I'm going to do my tutorial now. I may be close to break down this weekend! Wheee~! "Ohhhh! I can't take it... You're too smart for me! Kim is planning a surprise party for you after school, he's gonna bring all the kids because he loves you... that boy loves you so much!!......... I'm baking the cake." - My favourite cartoon character ever! :: nimezs @ 11:23 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, September 08, 2003 :: I spent my weekend playing Chrono Trigger, and liking it. Hrm. Okay, just so my ordering system won't be screwed up AGAIN, this is me, posting at 2.49 AM on Tuesday, but slotted into the Monday post. Few stuffs to say. First, I shouldn't be up so late, yes, I know so shut up and let me continue already!, but I am, so deal with it. Secondly, as you'll notice the site has been slightly changed, which may or may not explain why I'm up so late. I've added some links, one containing my information in case people wander on here without knowing who I am, and will probably add more in the future, but I'd like to draw your attention to the "Pick up lines" link? It's quite funny actually. Seriously. E.g: (Walk over to her)"Ok, you can stand next to me, as long as you don't talk about it." That's just one line from one of the categories. If you ever decide to submit any, let me know? Cheers and good night. :: nimezs @ 10:39 pm [+] :: ... My next strip is up. I won't say it's better than before because I did 4 strips at one go about one or two(?) weeks ago, so the style is still the same. It'll only change after the 4th strip. More shadows and shading and stuff. If the expressions look a bit familiar, blame my easily being influenced by the styles of other cartoonists. Yes, blame me. Also, I know the characters start looking slightly different from strip to strip, but... uhm. I'm trying to get into my groove here. Me begs forgiveness humbly from readers.:: Saturday, September 06, 2003 :: You guys only comment when I put a picture up don't you? I feel unloved. -stomps off- :: nimezs @ 12:57 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, September 05, 2003 :: I said Real life was too cool didn't I? IT IS SO! Butter dipped butter!! Only one year and 391 strips to read! :: nimezs @ 1:19 am [+] :: ... Today's story is about how I was rendering characters in win paint again, but unfortunately saved my work in progress as a JPG which makes changing the colour scheme tres hard. So. Now... We have a red head instead. Because I was playing around with the hair colour. Sigh.:: Thursday, September 04, 2003 :: Real Life is too cool. :: nimezs @ 1:06 am [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, September 02, 2003 :: Google has acquired Blogger, I heard. I guess that's why you'll find my blog at the top the Google search list if you type Carpe Veritas, carpeveritas or Confessions of a Teenage Rambler. As a side note, Lyndon, your page turns up a few entries down too. It's pretty neat, in a way, I guess. Which brings me to the topic I was going to bring up. That about my web page and how my friend discovered it because she typed in her name in Google.com Pretty amazing, huh? (Her name's Sianying, BTW). Then *I* tried it too, and look what turned up... yet another webpage from one of my ex-classmates. I think random searches on Google.com are going to be a major fun time thing for me. Just so, I'm going to put this list of nicknames here. For fun. #medicine CityAngel euphrosyn H2SO4-afk hogwartz SLR AMG Santino blaaez And of course, the dear blogphiles, joc and Sardaukar. I wonder how long it'll take for those names to turn up. :: nimezs @ 11:09 pm [+] :: ... Okay, I'm doing this as a favour to Joe and his silly little nonsense schemes because you gotta love that boy for the... er... well... you just gotta. And so he won't look as silly. Hmm. Okay, sorry to harp about the note I received AGAIN, but I finally went to visit the diary she's holding on FOD, and it looks like she's been sending notes to random FODs. All in all a rather interesting read, especially the notes on it. I've never learnt so much about the views of others on religion before.:: Monday, September 01, 2003 :: Okay. I've thought about it, and maybe whoever it is sent me that note has a point. The method is dubious, but the point is there. I get it. On a lighter note, I played badminton today with Yosh, her cousin Jac (Which I'm assuming is short for Jacqueline?) and Azmi. My right arm hurts, my lower torso hurts and I'm tired, but unfortunately due to the nap I had just now, not sleepy. It's been only 3 weeks of school... and the monotony is already getting to me. Not to mention the dull excitement/worry about the next assignment etc. If this is what it's going to be like every sem, I don't know if I can take it when the work load gets heavier. And lastly, THIS. Oh, yeah. :: nimezs @ 11:04 pm [+] :: ... Visited FOD. Am shocked that there seem to be quite a few pregnant teenagers using FOD. Well, not at the fact that they're using FOD, but more of the fact there are so many of them. I could visit blog at random and two or three of them are pregnant teenagers. I've nothing against them, but I just feel so... weird about it? I feel strange that I'm 20 this year, and that nobody I know is pregnant (thank goodness), and that it seems to be rather too common for comfort elsewhere... Why? How? So young! I don't know if I'm sorry or shocked, or whether it's right for me to be either in the first place. Hey hey! Here's the comic up, finally!:: Saturday, August 30, 2003 :: Hmm. Thanks for your comments. Including the faked illiterate post. If it's not funny, I apologize because I was thinking COLOUR 6 PANEL STRIP before storyline. (seriously) It was supposed to be an expression of my difficulty in using win paint to produce this. Do try it yourself if you'd like to get a feel of it. Esp since we might be looking for guest cartoonists in the future? Tee hee... Kjm, great name, but "geeky league of uber-ordinary gentlemen" - kinda long and kinda rip-off. We could abbrev. it to GLUOG, but that's just... um...just look at it! Many words in fact spring to mind, but I don't need to be your thesarus. What kind of name is Gluog? Or even Glug? Hmm. But it could have its merits.... :: nimezs @ 3:15 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, August 29, 2003 :: Well, well, well!! As if schooling wasn't enough, I have racked up a new project/hobby. Are you ready for this??? I'm now a web comic cartoonist!! Haha. Yes, really. My friend Azmi, uh... self-employed time manager that he is, was toying with the idea of a web-comic, so I told him, why not, I'll draw it for you. And I have. Seriously. I say this like it's some great thing, but honestly, the quality of my work is still not-up-to-par, as you will be able to see from my first few attempts. I have however, improved my style slightly, and I've been VERY pleased with my most recent works. Currently, I've written about 3 story boards for the cartoon strips, and it's been immensely fun. However, I will stay away from doing that in the near future because I'm not about to usurp the whole business from Azmi. If you find the funnies funny, credit him. I'll just be the artist. I've been really anal about signing my work so far, but I think I'll give that up, because it's pointless. Also, I'm having some trouble with the hands, but I hope as we go along there'll be less weird looking hands. -Looks over two completed strips- Yep. Very happy with them. We do need a name for the comic though, so... you know what to do. BTW: It's a comic about HIS life not MINE, so if you want to know what's going on in mine, you'll still have to come back here. And, yes! I have completed 6 strips, so now I can do my sunday colour edition, although today's not really sunday. :: nimezs @ 1:06 am [+] :: ... Hem. hem. I know this is supposed to be for Azmi's site, but seriously, I couldn't wait.:: Wednesday, August 27, 2003 :: Seriously now, what is it with people trying to irritate me? NB: I won't kill you unless I've known you more than 24 hours. :: nimezs @ 12:09 am [+] :: ... :: Sunday, August 24, 2003 :: Seriously now, what has become of our nation's youths? I'm going to cut my nails. :: nimezs @ 10:14 pm [+] :: ... :: Saturday, August 23, 2003 :: I love you all! I love you all! I'm not drunk, really...... I'm not!! 'M just... 'm just... higgggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh. :: nimezs @ 5:19 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, August 22, 2003 :: "Oh, a handful of change. I guess I can use this to go... um... buy... some... candy. So thank you, for adding a step to my Halloween process." Halloween 2001. That has to be my favourite toon from Homestarrunner.com ever. :: nimezs @ 11:14 am [+] :: ... :: Thursday, August 21, 2003 :: Chances Are - Johnny Matis Chances are 'cause I wear a silly grin The moment you come into view Chances are you think that I'm in love with you Just because my composure sort of slips The moment that your lips meet mine Chances are you think my heart's your Valentine BRIDGE In the magic of moonlight when I sigh, "Hold me close, dear" Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me And if you think you could Well, chances are your chances are awfully good Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me And if you think you could Well, chances are your chances are awfully good The chances are your chances are awfully good Well, I was listening to my CD see... 40 everylasting gems... -mumble- never mind. :: nimezs @ 10:40 pm [+] :: ... I bet you didn't know BAH was an acronym for Bored as Heck. Am having headache. Due to reading of Secret Diaries recently, now feel compelled to speak without using pronouns. Is because of high suggestibility of self. Plus, have headache, so cannot be held responsible for own strange actions. 3 things to note first.:: Monday, August 18, 2003 :: Thanks to the government, practically every family in Singapore has about 2 to 3 thermometers. My under-tongue temperature is 37.0, so I suspect I may be over-doing it a little, since my normal temperature is at least half a degree lower than that. More reason to be hypochondriac, I think. :: nimezs @ 11:04 pm [+] :: ... My brother says weird things all the time, but this is the first time I've actually written down a few of his strange quotes.:: Friday, August 15, 2003 :: I'm bored of blogging. There's nothing to tell today. Or to think about. Just one complaint. I hate gatherings where there are a majority of guys. Talking about military stuff bores me to death. Among other stuff that guys talk about. I dunno. It brings out my sadistic streak when they talk... :: nimezs @ 11:58 pm [+] :: ... :: Thursday, August 14, 2003 :: To Whom it May Concern: Out Fishing for the day. :: nimezs @ 12:10 pm [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, August 13, 2003 :: A few things that amaze me these two days. 1) The amount of hair sheddage I get. 2) My inexplicable urge to start studying. 3) The fact that people don't seem to recognize me when I wear my glasses. 4) How much more I spend at one go buying school supplies than when I'm shopping. 5) The return of that little voice that makes snide remarks. Well, to be honest, the last remark there is really me, talking to myself, which doesn't make me seem any less mad, I know, but at least you know I'm not hallucinating. It was psychology lectures day, and I have discovered, to my horror, that I'm incredibly bored by statistics, which doesn't bode well at all. I mean, I'll have to endure at least ANOTHER semester of that if I'm majoring in psyschology permanently. The lecturer has this very distracting habit of walking back and forth when he's talking. I'm not sure if he kept it up at the 2nd half of the lecture because I was in "copy-notes-ignore-lecturer" mode. It's the mode where you just copy notes and then blank out until the lecturer changes the slide. My other lectures, Sci/Fi Lit and Abnormal Psy. were excellent, I must say, despite the early hours. If a lecturer can get you thinking by the words he/she says, then he/she's good. And I mean about the subject, not about lunch, or breakfast, or sleeping. Did a major tidy-up in my room. Notes have been divided into piles for keeping, recycling and reusing. Due to the notes for History last sem, my reusing pile is quite large, so if you need loads and loads of rough paper, or are taking History, you might want to come find me. The readings are still pretty complete, and if you get them from me, it'll save you at least 2-3 hours standing at the photocopier machine. That's HY1101E, by the way. Also, I have kept my most complete sets of lecture notes, so if you want notes for EL1101E (Tutorials and two test papers included) or PL1101, again, let me know. To add to that list are the course packages for Singaporean Literature in Context, JS1101E and EN1101E. Hmm. I'm giving these away gratis. What else... For lease are the books for the lvl 2000 American Literature module, EN1101E, and that Singaporean Literature module. Loan first, and if you want to keep it, you can buy it. Still in pretty good condition. So.. Yes, I want to make some money back if possible. I realise advertising here is probably pointless, but well, I'm too drugged up on caffeine now to nap and too moodless to do my readings, and there was nothing much else on my mind to blog about. That's that, I guess. :: nimezs @ 5:54 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, August 11, 2003 :: How to tell if a teenage-rambler is infatuated with you (All conditions must apply) 1) Directs you to blog. 2) *Always* initiates the conversation. 3) *Always* has the last word in a conversation. 4) Talks EXCESSIVELY about himself or herself. 5) Afraid of offending you. 6) Constantly drops your name in front of her friends. 7) Dresses nicely for you. 8) Compliments you often. 9) Has unabashedly open talks with you. 10) Drops names of other suitors in attempts to get a rise out of you. It's true. It's still true. :: nimezs @ 11:05 pm [+] :: ... I'm back in Jurong, annd curiously enough, it's like uhm... coming back home, even though technically it isn't. Wow. Nostalgia, and I'm only 19. Man. It feels like I've been away from school for such a long time.:: Sunday, August 10, 2003 :: Yes. Hang-over. Good word to start with. I woke up this morning feeling like I was hung-over. After I got out of bed at 9.30, I couldn't walk straight, and decided to hop back into bed after brushing my teeth. Slept another 3 hours, but the dizziness was only tolerable when I wasn't moving much. Ergo, I lay around reading for most of the day. It's like my balance is seriously warped or something. And before you start jumping to conclusions like an olympic long-jump medalist, said headache was not, I repeat, not caused by alcohol in any form. I'm not one to imbibe before bed. Well... actually, most of my imbibing usually is followed by bed anyway, so maybe that statement isn't very accurate. I don't know why everyone thinks I'm a chiongster sometimes. I'm horribly alcohol intolerant, don't make it a point to chiong, unless it's school related. Hah. School related... hahaha. Maybe it's the way I look. Someone called me a high class lian once. Sigh. Maybe I ought to wear more shirts. Packed my bags today. School starts tomorrow, much to my dismay, but oh well, the sooner it starts, the sooner it's over. Head feels weirdly heavy. Spinny, spinny.... :: nimezs @ 10:24 pm [+] :: ... :: Saturday, August 09, 2003 :: [00:01] * kjm throws the first pie [00:01] * euphrosyn eats it. [00:01] (Sardaukar) EAT PIE EAT PIE [00:01] * kjm throws the second pie [00:01] * SantiAwyz catches it with his face. [00:02] (kjm) if you're eating everything, i'll lend you this nice guidebook on obesity and CHD. [00:03] (euphrosyn) I have a high metabolism. [00:03] (kjm) thank you sam. [00:03] (kjm) i was really getting tired of seeing that face... [00:03] * kjm hides [00:03] (euphrosyn) I bet he wants you to lick it off. [00:03] (SantiAwyz) =~ [00:03] (SantiAwyz) that.. hurt. [00:04] * euphrosyn pats Santi. [00:04] (euphrosyn) I mean sam. [00:04] (Sardaukar) ouch. [00:04] (euphrosyn) nick's always arranging hair over my face because he says it looks better all covered up. [00:04] (euphrosyn) I understand. [00:04] * SantiAwyz hugs euphrosyn [00:04] (Sardaukar) oh dear [00:04] * kjm sticks the third pie down his own trousers [00:04] (SantiAwyz) joe i mean [00:04] (kjm) better? [00:04] (Sardaukar) okay, sam and joe, you'd better not do that in public [00:05] (euphrosyn) Do what? [00:05] (SantiAwyz) do what? [00:05] (kjm) nonono [00:05] (kjm) dont stop [00:05] (kjm) ill call the tv staion right now [00:05] (SantiAwyz) what the hell are you doing with that pie in your pants?!!? [00:05] (kjm) station* [00:05] (euphrosyn) Protective. [00:05] (euphrosyn) device. [00:06] (kjm) and HOW, pray tell, can PIE down the PANTS be a PROTECTIVE DEVICE? [00:06] (Sardaukar) well [00:06] (Sardaukar) it is a protective device against certain things [00:06] (Sardaukar) like sudden hunger [00:06] (euphrosyn) oh [00:07] (euphrosyn) It explains everything. [00:07] (kjm) i see you'll eat pie down your own pants. [00:07] (SantiAwyz) i don't think he'd want to eat something that's been down his pants. [00:07] (euphrosyn) HAHa [00:07] (euphrosyn) SO WHAT MAKES YOU THINK SOMEONE ELSE... [00:07] (Sardaukar) okay [00:07] (euphrosyn) -restrains- [00:07] (Sardaukar) stop right htere [00:07] (Sardaukar) hold that thought [00:07] (kjm) control yourself. [00:07] (euphrosyn) I'm sorry. -muffles laughter in towel- [00:08] (Sardaukar) dear old joe [00:08] (Sardaukar) always the private joke [00:08] (euphrosyn) this is one for the books. [00:08] (kjm) books. [00:08] (kjm) ... [00:08] (kjm) you write for the people at imh? :: nimezs @ 12:20 am [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, August 06, 2003 :: "Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do when they come for you?" Yours truly has just watched her first R(A) flick. IMO, it was a rating well deserved. The violence was absolutely gratuitous. I'm sure they didn't need so many dead bodies, even when dealing with drug lords. Good grief. Well, otherwise, it was pretty funny, and the car chase scenes were fabulous. Er well, they kept me on the edge of my seat. Gorgeous cars - and from someone like me who knows zip and doesn't care much about types of cars, that's a compliment. The driving scenes? I mean, there are CARS (and a boat!) being hurled at them and there's not a scratch on his car! Awesome driving! Wow. I loved the two spanish cops. They were cute. Or maybe they were italian. I don't know. Finally, a movie chock full of lean men. Also some women, but they were floozies, so they don't count. Only one gripe - mice? They don't mate like that. Cheap attempt at humour if you ask me. And they used that as an excuse for the R(A) rating? Give me a break. Rate it for the violence, the swearing and that little pornographic scene in the video store. Also the gross bit where they stuffed this guy into a tortilla bin all chopped up. Yeah, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't let my parents know I caught an R(A) movie. Not... that they might believe you anyway. :: nimezs @ 12:52 am [+] :: ... :: Monday, August 04, 2003 :: Blog this! Yeah! Blog This! Just checking it out. :: nimezs @ 8:01 pm [+] :: ... :: Sunday, August 03, 2003 :: "Hey, everyone, I'm going to marry a woman I met in the park this afternoon because we can't stand for our dalmatians to be heart-broken." Truly, 101 Dalamatians is a Disney film. Or maybe it's a British thing. I just find it remarkably unbelievable that two people would get married after knowing each other such a short time, even given allowance for the fact they might have fallen in love at first sight. Very sweet, yes, but silly. What happens after your dogs die? How do you know the man you just hit with a bag full load short of three bricks will be the one? It's all so very... Disney. We all live happily ever after. And I had no idea that dogs mated for life. 10 minutes into the movie and I'm already preferring the cartoon version. And so goes on, because I actually sat through the rest of the movie. Here's the corny conversation that was playing in my mind. Officer 1: Yep, I'm pretty sure that De Vil woman did it because that nice lady was able to come up with a sketch of a dalamatian print coat. Officer 2: Yeah, that's motive, that is! Officer 1: We'd better send out a whole squad of cars to apprehend that crazy woman and her two flunkies because (hushed voice) I heard dog nappers can be really vicious, and kidnapping 15 puppies is a serious crime! Officer 2: Yeah, hang 'em all dog nappers! They should be shot, they should! Officer 1: 'Ere, do you really need 99 puppies for a coat that size? Officer 2: Well, you know, Bob, all them's puppy's coats are all differ'nt in patterns, yeah? So they need all them puppies to, you know, pick the best out of the rest. Officer 1: Cor, that rhymed! Officer 2: I was thinking if we sang a little, we could make this show into a muscial. Officer 1: Oh yeah, that'll really get the audiences! D'you think we'll have to dance? I could wear my kilt. I've been practising my can-can dance. D'you want to see? Officer 2: Er. Er.. Oh! Oooh! (pointing to the horizon) Hey, would you look at that? Officer 1: Oooh. It's the puppies. What smart buggers! They escaped without our even having to find them! Well done! And all unhurt too! Officer 2: Dear me. What will we do with that bloke we picked up at the De Vil house? Officer 1: He's got a shifty look about him. I'm sure he's guilty of something. Officer 2: That's a relief, we can't just go around arresting people who done nothing. Officer 1: That's right, Sam. We uphold justice. That means the innocent have nothing to fear from us. I know! We could arrest him for malicious loitering at the De Vil mansion! Officer 2: You're so smart, Bob! Later on, after the policemen have presented 101 dogs to Roger and Anita, plus a hefty dry cleaning bill for their squad cars... Roger: Oh dear, what will we do with them? Pongo barks. (Trans: Let's turn our story into a movie and maybe lots of people will buy dalamatians from us!) Anita: Oh well... I guess we could keep them. We'll need a bigger place though. Pongo barks again. (Trans: Why isn't anyone listening to me? I don't want to be the father of 99 puppies. I've got places to go, other butts to sniff!) Perdita claws him in the face. Roger: Yeah, let's keep them all. We've already got 17, what's 84 more dalmatians? I'm sure with this new game I've created I'll be as rich as that American bloke Bill gates. Never mind your boss is in jail and you've got no job. Anita: Oh Roger, you are wonderful! Roger: Well, I'm sure my game will be a hit, and after all, what's about 35K a year for the dogs? I just hope they're house-trained. Anita: (gasps) The new sofa! (runs inside) So sayth the cynic. :: nimezs @ 8:06 pm [+] :: ... :: Saturday, August 02, 2003 :: I'm reading The Lovely Bones now, and it makes me sad. There's humour in it as well, but the parts where Susie's family try to cope with the loss make me sad. I've only finished a few chapters, but I think it'll turn out pretty good.... It's like being enveloped in some kind of soft sorrow edged by the restlessness even after a year, no one has discovered her murderer... :: nimezs @ 10:45 pm [+] :: ... Tomb Raider 6. Lovely. I can't wait for it to complete its download. Then Lara and I can be together again. Except now she's probably better animated and ... sleeker. And... less... blocky... Hopefully there'll be more action than before. The only thing I was shooting at was animals...:: Friday, August 01, 2003 :: Finally! I've found The Lovely Bones! Bwahahaha.. I have books! To read! Bwahahaha! Also, now that I have ADSL, it makes downloading the gratuitous amounts of spam I get much faster. Go me. :: nimezs @ 12:29 am [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, July 30, 2003 :: Entry: admirable Function: adjective Definition: respected Synonyms: ace, attractive, best ever, cat's pajamas, choice, commendable, cool, copacetic, crack, crackerjack, daisy, deadly, deserving, dilly, doozie, dream, estimable, excellent, exquisite, fine, gnarly, good, great, greatest, groovy, heavy, hunky dory, keen, laudable, mean, meritable, meritorious, neat, peachy, praiseworthy, rare, smashing, solid, spiffy, super, super-duper, superior, unreal, valuable, wicked, wonderful, worthy, worthy, zero cool Antonyms: despicable, low, rotten, contemptible, detestable, hateful, loathsome, repugnant, repulsive, unworthy Concept: superiority These are some different ways to say "wickid". Just so's you know. Spiffy, isn't it? I know. Copacetic seems like a good word to throw into the winds of trend. :: nimezs @ 2:35 am [+] :: ... Greetings Net-citizens. Another day-late post. I had dinner with the administrative panel of the Internet Relay Chat based channel #medicine. After seeing the CEO home, the rest of us adjorned to a nearby pool center to knock some ivory balls together. The Chief Resident and I disputed constantly throughout the games which resulted in chalk stains on both. The Entertainment I/C was most amused by our antics. Following which we went out seperate ways to our abodes.:: Sunday, July 27, 2003 :: Some of results just don't make sense. All these tests brought to you by Quizilla What's your sexual appeal? - Result: Tomboy What Color Eyes Should You Have? - Result: Blue Eyes Which X-Men character are you most like? - Result: Jubilee :: nimezs @ 11:27 pm [+] :: ... According to Quizilla, my heart is red. Amazing stuff, this technology. I just answer a few questions and they can tell me the color of my heart. And did you know I'm the perfect girlfriend?! Bwahahahahahaha... (embarrassed laugh) Hrm. I could change my parting and no one would notice.:: Saturday, July 26, 2003 :: I is back from shopping. I bought another pair of shoes. This one has lower heels though, so all of you can breathe a sigh of relief for my feet and ankles...! We were supposed to watch this play with Willy Low, that guy frm Light Years, in it, but apparently... we couldn't so we didn't. I'm not going to elaborate further, because it's probably a waste of my time and your interest. So that's why we went shopping instead. On the other hand, I did have a rauchy dream about Vincent Ng. Nothing that would be R(A) though. Perhaps just NC-16. Interesting, why? Because I never did think he was cute. So, yes, it was a rather surprising dream. I wonder what it means.... Was reading Reader's Digest... Came across this article "The Science of Love" which was pretty interesting, and led me to this website http://www.helenfisher.com. Helen Fisher is this Ph.D. holder in physical anthropology... and I think she's doing some kind of research into human courtship... Might be worth checking out? :: nimezs @ 11:48 pm [+] :: ...
I didn't know my cousin put a link to my page on hers. Well, have to return the favour, I think. More visitors, I say. Seriously, her blog is really what an online diary should be, unlike this little place I have here, with loads and loads of stuff totally unrelated to what I've actually done during the day stated above. Well, you still come back, don't you? I'm glad you do. Because now there's a TAG-BOARD! Yaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyy!!!!:: Thursday, July 24, 2003 :: I'm giving in to the urge to add doo-hickies and thingamajigs to this blog even though I KNOW FULL WELL too many cooks spoil the broth, but I can't help my... ostentatious behaviour. Please don't hate me! -grin- Various things I've done to my online diaries... 1) Created a new blog. I'm not sure why. 2) Changed the description on my FOD slightly. 3) Got a Tag-board! 4) No, it's not up yet. 5) Might be soon. It's on the other page. The new blog. Is a cult following too much to ask for? Heheheheheheheheheh.... :: nimezs @ 5:46 pm [+] :: ... I don't know what the hell has happened, http://www.carpeveritas.blogspot.com links to some stupid spanish website devoted to stupid harry potter and his stupid pals. Correction. The actors that play these people. WTF. I just caught Gattacca. First, let me rave about the leads, Ethan Hawke and Uma Thurman. Oh they're gorgeous! GORGEOUS!:: Wednesday, July 23, 2003 :: More Html Gears! More! Twist those thingies! I think when people get bored, they try to fix things that ain't broken. Mark that, my dear Gregory. I'm shamefully thinking of redoing my blog too. :: nimezs @ 4:13 pm [+] :: ... This is interesting. They've changed the format back. Goody. I like seeing what I've blogged previously. Anyhow, as you've noticed, I have this bad habit of blogging about the previous day. So, yesterday, I headed all the way down to NUS to collect my laptop. A potentially boring trip, and fruitless too, since I'd be going all the way to the other side of the island just to get back my computer. However, Azmi was nice enough to come along and have lunch with me at NUS. Afterwards we played pool... Heh, I've said this before, but Azmi, you're such a darling.:: Monday, July 21, 2003 :: I think I'm definitely going to develop bruises where I was hit by a frisbee. They hurt.  free enneagram test That's what happens when you actually pay attention to ads on your own page. But, well, it was short, and quite interesting, especially to an individualist like moi. Buahaha. Ha. :: nimezs @ 10:10 pm [+] :: ... Your wife is a big hippo!:: Sunday, July 20, 2003 :: And Az, just to PROVE YOU WRONG, here's an excerpt from one of OUR ICQ conversations. Euphrosyn 4/24/02 9:36 PM what's up? Santino 4/24/02 9:37 PM nothing dear... i'm dead bored... that's all/ Euphrosyn 4/24/02 9:37 PM haha.. so am I. why do you think I come here? Santino 4/24/02 9:38 PM because i'm bored? Euphrosyn 4/24/02 9:39 PM ah.. Why don't you go study then? Santino 4/24/02 9:39 PM study? wat's that? new word u just invented? Euphrosyn 4/24/02 9:40 PM it means opening up your school related books and looking at them. Santino 4/24/02 9:40 PM so i look at them? then wat happens? Euphrosyn 4/24/02 9:40 PM try to get some of the stuff into your head. Santino 4/24/02 9:41 PM i studied enuff today, dear...pls.. Euphrosyn 4/24/02 9:41 PM heh... you can never study enough Santino 4/24/02 9:42 PM i'm living prood that u can. Euphrosyn 4/24/02 9:42 PM yeah yeah. And I'm living proof that you can't Santino 4/24/02 9:43 PM oh.. we're so made for each other... :: nimezs @ 1:36 am [+] :: ... I had a nightmare last night. Well, last morning to be precise. I was with this bunch of people from Wesley Church and they were in my room, I think, conducting a cell group meeting. It was in the middle of the night. Hey, dreams don't have to make sense. Well, anyway, we were clearing toys from the tables... (TOYS I ask you, and there are none in my room anymore and I remember they were small My Little Pony toys...), when suddenly these tiny toy cars were rolled under my door from outside, one by one. It's quite scary when you think about it. In the middle of the night and someone's outside your door rolling tiny toy cars in? Total silence but for the the grind of plastic wheels against my parquet floor. I opened the door and my mother was standing outside with a very strange expression on her face, which scared me, frankly.:: Monday, July 14, 2003 :: I'm currently going through logs on my ICQ, so be forewarned, thou could be exposed on my blog! My first victim is Mr. Flipside, just 'cause I'm talking to him now. Here's a snippet of one of our conversations. Flipside 5/16/02 12:04 AM heyya Euphrosyn 5/16/02 12:05 AM I thought you were going to bed. Flipside 5/16/02 12:05 AM so did i but i thought "what the heck" Euphrosyn 5/16/02 12:05 AM what the heck? lol. Don't you have work tmr? Flipside 5/16/02 12:05 AM yah. of course. but why should i give the SAF the best time of my life? Euphrosyn 5/16/02 12:06 AM yes, but why shld SAF give you the worst time in your life? Well, to be honest, I didn't make any sense to me when I read it for the first time just now. And I think, my goodness... Am I getting less witty these days? And what is with this new blogger format? I preferred the one before this. :: nimezs @ 1:50 am [+] :: ... Today, or rather, yesterday evening, I went to Holland V to watch my friend perform with his band, Test the Next Day, I believe it's called. Two other bands played after they did. I can't remember their names, though I did like some of the songs performed by the third band. I missed his solo! A pity, since I went there to watch him play anyway, but then, he said he screwed up, so eh, well... maybe things work out for the best in the end. It's alright, Lyndon ol' boy, I still luv ya. Heh. Their vocalist is quite good, though, and the bass player was kinda impressive, though, by my non-guitar playing standards, anyone who can play a guitar impresses me. Not going to go on anymore because I know zip about music. I'm also lying through my teeth.:: Monday, July 07, 2003 ::  You are Agent Smith, from "The Matrix." No one would ever want to run into you in a dark alley. Cold as steel, tough as a rock, things are your way or the highway. What Matrix Persona Are You? brought to you by Quizilla I'm Agent Smith. How delightful, and he was my favourite character, though I was quite shocked to find out that he was the poncy elf-king LOTR. :: nimezs @ 11:28 pm [+] :: ... I just discovered that my cousin has a blog. And so do all her friends. Amazing stuff, and she's just sec 1. Check it out here... Diaries. Man. When I was her age, I had a book of paper and a tiny lock at the side, and was happy with it. Of course, it wasn't a public diary, like this is... which reminds me... I had a journal, but the entries have stopped since last year. Maybe this teen angst thing is wearing off already. Funny story? I accidently set my browser's font size to large, and so for the past half an hour or so have been tinkering with the fonts on my FOD to make them smaller. Maybe not so funny for those people who had to suffer through size 1 font. I'm sorry. "I sleep with my teddy bear because I know where he's been." And if you play with it too much, it'll fall off. So cut down on that action. I have been blog visiting. It seems that everyone has been having fun except me. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. And bleh. -pout- I so need a hobby.:: Friday, July 04, 2003 :: I'm back. Tired, hungry, darker. With a sore throat and a feeling I just paid $30 to torture myself for the past 4 days. Ah well. :: nimezs @ 8:37 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, July 01, 2003 :: I AM AT CAMP. Currently manning the laptop as the rest of the girls...er... some of the girls choreograph (however it's spelt) a slutt... I mean...er... sexy dance. Technically, camp hasn't started yet. I want to sleep now. But like I said. I'm here manning the laptop and the music. More posts when I can. ciaos. :: nimezs @ 1:49 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, June 28, 2003 :: Long, long tiring day. I feel extremely fulfilled though. "Easy, ready, willing, over time Where does it stop where do you dare me to draw the line You’ve got the body now you want my soul..." - Sunrise, Simply Red :: nimezs @ 1:25 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, June 27, 2003 :: Hrm. Right. This will be the last posting for today, promise. Anyway, I went to take a look at what Unitarian Universalism is about, what they believe and so on and so forth, and I must say... it's very appealing to me. So far. I haven't finished reading their 100 questions section, but if you're interested, here's the link. http://www.uunashua.org/100quest.shtml I would, however, like to have a personal God. :: nimezs @ 12:17 am [+] :: ... Went to look for Unitarian Universalism on google.com. Found a forum, and a test, and freakily enough, here are the results. Or maybe not so freaky, considering I might have a very high suggestibility level.:: Thursday, June 26, 2003 :: I took emode's Religion test. According to it, I'm most suited to be a Unitarian Universalism. Whatever that is. "In fact, your test results show that you're 71% compatible with Unitarian Universalist religious beliefs. How do we know this? Your high compatibility with this religion was assessed objectively based on how you answered questions on the test. Your score indicates that you share more core beliefs with these religions than you do with the other 9 world religions assessed in the test. Here are some important details about the religion that might reveal why: While the Unitarian Universalists have mixed beliefs about the existence of God, they tend to share the belief that there is something to be learned from every world religion. It appears that you are also open to a wide variety of religious and spiritual ideas. By accepting differences between individual spiritual beliefs, Unitarian Universalists come together under a few broad and inclusive moral ideologies. They pass their beliefs from generation to generation through their church's literature and their teachings, both of which draw on many of the major spiritual texts from a variety of religions. Typically open-minded and intellectual, Unitarian Universalists encourage individual exploration of many different spiritual truths. They also tend to be politically liberal. It seems that you also see the importance of being open-minded and curious." There you go. :: nimezs @ 11:49 pm [+] :: ... ooh. new blogger. Looks pretty. Caught the new Charlie's Angels movie yesterday. Sigh. I love hot women. I really do. It's just that I'm not sexually attracted to them, unfortunately. The guys have it real good.:: Tuesday, June 24, 2003 :: Lyndon is back! I'm so happy. Granted, I'm only so happy because I had a crappy day, but seeing him and talking to him after, gosh, I don't know, over 5 months, was great. I'm disappointed. There aren't any excessively tall, good-looking or english-speaking guys in my orientation group. My house I/C is ... or one of them, is quite a pretty girl, but you know what? It shouldn't matter to me. So it doesn't. I'm so demoralized. What's the point of joining a camp if not to meet cute guys? Hai. All that effort for naught. All the cute guys are in other groups. Even the not so cute but nice guys are in other groups. I foresee that I will be nothing more than genial aquaintances with the people in my house and OG. I can't enjoy this camp if there aren't any cute guys to banter with and tease. Flirting with the freshies... is somehow... not very appealing to me. As it is, freshies are only interested in other freshies. Gloom. Yeesh. Fine. This isn't the way a councillor should act. (Let's hope none of the others reads this.) Forget meeting guys. Let's.. have some fun now. (half-hearted cheer) "Nobody wants to be lonely..." - Christina Aguilera and Ricky Martin :: nimezs @ 9:24 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, June 23, 2003 :: I'm a councillor Herheherheherherherherherrrrrh. They made us learn a dance. Why do we always have to learn a dance? Then we played some games, as a sort of trial of the games that the freshies will be playing. Some were rather... sadistic. I had to swallow down some strange concoction whose contents most definitely contained garlic. Good thing I'm not vampiric, like Pris. -snigger- All in all I did have quite some fun. Though I'm terribly tired now. Zzz. Later. "I will give you tacos. Oh, what tacos I will give!" - Zim :: nimezs @ 6:15 pm [+] :: ... :: Friday, June 20, 2003 :: Well, well. It's Friday. Today, we discuss the thrills of wearing high heeled shoes. Firstly, of course, the big plus is that it adds about one to three inches to your height, and if you're short (not like me, haha) this is a big deal since your guyfriends won't be looking at you down their noses. For me there's the possibility that some of them will be looking up to you too. Secondly, high heels have a way cool effect of totally changing your posture, once you get the hang of balancing your entire body weight on two points and the balls of your feet. And they make your legs look like they go on forever.... Of course, the down side is the strain on calves, ankles, and certain parts of the feet. And the balancing. High heels. An ode to women's masochistic beauty. (Is that how you spell it?) :: nimezs @ 11:58 pm [+] :: ...
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