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:: Thursday, December 30, 2004 ::
I feel better now, after having read through past entries in my blog, and having some social interactions. At least I know I HAVE the capacity to be happy and it comforts me somewhat that good things have happened to me in the past. I smiled to myself. And despite the headache, the tiredness, I feel slightly happier. Knowing that all this will pass too. Because it has in the past. I only hope and pray that this will pass. Do I complain too much, feel sorry for myself too much? I do try, you know, to be normal, but it's hard not to dwell in self-misery. At what? Haha... It's so easy to be miserable. See title of the blog. Not that I actually question the meaning of life and my purpose on earth etc. etc. Well, perhaps I do question my purpose on earth.:: Wednesday, December 29, 2004 :: Dear best friend... I know I hardly ever talk about you, so this is a first, no? Hope you're feeling better by the time you get back. In the meanwhiles, and while I still remember, this entry is for you. *Ahem* About the below words, I wrote that way back last year. In fact it's dated 14th of December, and has no title. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately) it's not about you, although, the reason why I'm dedicating this to you is because I know what you mean and how you feel about certain-certain things. Somewhat. Perhaps in a more childish, less rational sense. It's not a sudden midnight thing because I have thought of this before, just that it slipped my mind. I beg artistic license because as you very well know I'm not an accomplished or frequent poet, if at all. For that matter, the following isn't really poetry. More like prose. Well, this is for you, nonetheless. Please make your criticisms private... thanks. Hurt me, and no one will know, rend my heart, scar my soul. Hidden away, these wounds will never see the light of day.
:: nimezs @ 1:46 am [+] :: ... Oh. Adware. I just looked through my list of programmes and there are two search programmes which I don't recall installing. I was complaining about the hyperlinked stuff earlier? Yeah, well, I think I was the only one seeing it. Very clever programme. Highlighting all those search terms. Amazing. And rendered in my HTML too.:: Monday, December 27, 2004 :: Is it better to be hypocritically nice or honestly brutal? :: nimezs @ 5:22 pm [+] :: ... Have you noticed? Some terms on my page are being linked. I'm not doing it, so I suppose Blogger is. Glue gun, Kim possible and Hello Kitty. Hmmm. How very commercialized.:: Tuesday, December 21, 2004 :: I'm back from China. I had originally intended a nice photospread, but uh, space has always been a constraint. Secondly, I'm feeling a little dead now, having been "abandoned" for mahjong. =( You know who you are. And don't complain because this is my blog and I'm allowed to whine. So there. Anyone interested in dating me tomorrow? Sigh. Notice is always so short. But it is a project I might take up because China is a seriously beautiful place and even with no photographic experience I've captured gorgeous photos. It is honestly an incredible experience, touring the more scenic parts of China. And believe me, it will give you a greater appreciation for some aspects of living in singapore. Lots of stories. I did enjoy myself. Do ask me about it. :: nimezs @ 11:57 pm [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, December 08, 2004 :: For some inexplicable reason, I'm suddenly hit with this incredibly odd revelation (or perhaps not) that I hardly come across as a fluffy feminine thing in my blog. Perhaps it's the effect of the book I just finished, but I sometimes feel like a horribly unoptimistic and cynical person. =( I don't feel girly at all. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not, but in the past years or so I've been content running around in pants or jeans all the time. (More so of pants until I entered uni...) And my blog is so... male-ish, apart from the occassional gushing. I mean, look at the colour. Okay, that's it for late night rant, because I suddenly realized what I could do in my time of supreme boredom and I won't continue this pointless spie- :: nimezs @ 4:56 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, November 27, 2004 :: For my and your amusement... 10 reasons why not to commit 1) The surprise presents are only to win you over. Once you're won, they dry up. 2) He's only as well-dressed as long as he needs to impress you. 3) Let's face it - you're only attractive to him because you're unattainable. We always like things we can't have. 4) You'll still be treated like a guest at his house. Would you rather be treated like a live-in maid? 5) He'll stop taking note of the things you like. After all, why does it matter anymore? 6) The compliments peter off too. Same reason. 7) At least when you get tired of him, you won't have to think of cliched break-up lines, or worse, have an affair! 8) And if he gets tired of you, there's less heartache all around because you two were never an item. 9) You're free to date other men and enjoy a colourful and varied sex life. (And last, but not least...) 10) You do know what getting yourself committed means, don't you? :: nimezs @ 4:53 am [+] :: ... Yay!:: Friday, November 19, 2004 :: You throw a frisbee for them and what do they do? Chase their own tails. How exciting it is to pursue your own train of thought as it chugs along the tracks, round and round, never approaching the station you have to get off at. :: nimezs @ 10:19 pm [+] :: ... I suppose it all started with the point 'n click games that I was playing during my boredom. It progressed to visiting underdogs.org and scrolling through the old adventure games produced by Sierra. Then I downloaded Space Quest 0. Before I knew it, I was assaulted with this strange longing for my Space Quest collection. To play with, I mean. It was a good game. I loved the humour. Why are all the games these days about fighting and killing with little or no mental stimulation? And where's all the quirky fun and sarcastic narrator? I mean, that was the part I loved best about Space Quest. I think it was really a good thing the FIRST space quest I ever played was SQ4 because that was really good. The funniest of the lot, I think. Yes, I've played all the games from 1 to 6, including the SQ6 demo. It was a long time ago, but I miss games like that, even though you tear your hair out at 2 a.m. in the morning trying to figure out how to open the door with an eggshell and a glue gun. (No spoiler there, by the way):: Tuesday, November 02, 2004 :: Fee Fie Fo Fum... I smell the blood of an English man. :: nimezs @ 4:13 am [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, October 26, 2004 :: De-brief: So I didn't get any black pens again this year. Nor my invader zim. =( Even though I asked for that one way back when. Disappointing. No jewellry either, and I love that. Ditto flowers, which although I think are impractical...nonetheless. Wait, I take it back. I did get a pair of earrings, albeit rather ostentious ones which I'm not inclined to wear with a mis-matched theme. I'm not even going to rank presents because there aren't enough. ;P V. sorely disappointed this year, but more or less over it now, I guess. Not completely, but more or less. Ambigiously dodgy answer. Most of the disappointment stems from the 21st bit. Like I said, I didn't expect anything, but still... it simply didn't feel right. Oh well. :: nimezs @ 1:00 am [+] :: ... :: Thursday, October 21, 2004 :: It poured today, and in a funny way, so did I. To those who remembered, thanks, I think. Various reasons for remembering elicit varying levels of appreciativeness. Being polite is not a reason I eschew but nonetheless, it deserves the very barest minimum of consideration. Just to be polite. I didn't expect anything, and strangely not mollified even though reality matched this. Probably because I wasn't quite sure what I really wanted either. Definitely, matters taken out of my hands, because there's nothing quite as defeating as trying to organize something and failing. So I didn't. Not that I would've known what to do anyway. So here's to me. Cheers. How can you be sad about being apathetic? :: nimezs @ 11:59 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, October 05, 2004 :: Oh no, I did it again. I read through all my testimonials, and now I'm surfing on an ego-high~~~!!! Ooh. Does feeeeeeel reaaaaaal gooooood thoooooough....... :: nimezs @ 7:22 am [+] :: ... 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Who'da thunk? Anyway, if you've visited the link above (and then followed the link for the non-existant building photo)... the first thought that crossed my mind was... "Photograph of MY HOUSE?!?! You have to be kidding." Yea, anyway... Back to important stuffs. Like, you know, taking over the world. :: nimezs @ 3:19 am [+] :: ... I think this would top the list of things I want for my birthday.:: Wednesday, September 15, 2004 :: Subjective or objective? How often have you been one when you should have been the other? How often have you been too staid and cool in dealing with something that demanded the participation of your own emotions? Yet how often have you been too hot-headed and rash, unable to see the whole picture and thus made a biased decision? People who only choose with their heads have no friends. Others who only choose with their hearts have no followers. :: nimezs @ 7:46 am [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, September 14, 2004 :: George W. Bush Jr's Witticisms (Loads and Loads but I picked just a few) "They misunderestimated me."—Bentonville, Ark., Nov. 6, 2000 (Does that mean they did not underestimate you as they should have?) "I've coined new words, like, misunderstanding and Hispanically."—Radio-Television Correspondents Association dinner, Washington, D.C., March 29, 2001 (What about misunderestimate? You forgot that.) "I know how hard it is for you to put food on your family."—Greater Nashua, N.H., Chamber of Commerce, Jan. 27, 2000 (Yep. It's hard for me too.) "I know the human being and fish can coexist peacefully."-Saginaw, Mich., Sept. 29, 2000 (No kidding.) "The great thing about America is everybody should vote."-Austin, Texas, Dec. 8, 2000 (Yes, but do they?) "It's clearly a budget. It's got a lot of numbers in it."-Reuters, May 5, 2000 (So does my phone book.) "I recently met with the finance minister of the Palestinian Authority, was very impressed by his grasp of finances." -Washington, D.C., May 29, 2003 (I bet he knows how to write a budget too!) "Rarely is the question asked: Is our children learning?"-Florence, S.C., Jan. 11, 2000 (Apparently not.) "Then you wake up at the high school level and find out that the illiteracy level of our children are appalling." —George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Jan. 23, 2004 "You teach a child to read, and he or her will be able to pass a literacy test.'' —George W. Bush, Feb. 21, 2001 (Beginning to doubt if you passed it.) "I understand small business growth. I was one."-New York Daily News, Feb. 19, 2000 (Were you cancerous?) "The most important job is not to be governor, or first lady in my case."-Pella, Iowa, as quoted by the San Antonio Express-News, Jan. 30, 2000 (Ah. That explains almost everything.) "Natural gas is hemispheric. I like to call it hemispheric in nature because it is a product that we can find in our neighborhoods."—Austin, Texas, Dec. 20, 2000 (I don't know what to say. Click the link to see what hemispheric means, if you don't know.) "It's your money. You paid for it."—LaCrosse, Wis., Oct. 18, 2000 (Maybe that's why the economy is the way it is. We keep paying for our money.) "Had we to do it over again, we would look at the consequences of catastrophic success, being so successful so fast that an enemy that should have surrendered or been done in escaped and lived to fight another day." — George W. Bush telling Time magazine that he underestimated the Iraqi resistance (Whuh?) "I cut the taxes on everybody. I didn't cut them. The Congress cut them. I asked them to cut them." —Washington, D.C., Aug. 6, 2004 (So, did you or did you not?) "And I am an optimistic person. I guess if you want to try to find something to be pessimistic about, you can find it, no matter how hard you look, you know?" -Washington, D.C., June 15, 2004 (No.) "So thank you for reminding me about the importance of being a good mom and a great volunteer as well." —St. Louis, Mos., Jan. 5, 2004 (Here's another allusion to his actual sex.) "One of the great things about books is sometimes there are some fantastic pictures." —George W. Bush (Better than all those words that get in the way, eh?) "It is white." —George W. Bush when asked by a child in Britain what the White House was like, July 19, 2001 (So succinct!) "For every fatal shooting, there were roughly three non-fatal shootings. And, folks, this is unacceptable in America. It's just unacceptable. And we're going to do something about it." —George W. Bush, May 14 (What? Should there be more fatal shootings?) "There's an old saying we use down in Texas and it goes like this: Fool me once, shame on me........fool me twice, shame on.........me.........ummm, fool me twice......shame on...........well, the point is you don't fool me twice...."-(Don't know when this came out, Fahrenheit 911, methinks. Good stuff.) "People make suggestions on what to say all the time. I'll give you an example; I don't read what's handed to me. People say 'Here, here's your speech, or here's an idea for a speech.' They're changed. Trust me." -Interview with the New York Times, March 15, 2000 (Finally, the reason for all these Bushisms.) "Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we." —Washington, D.C., Aug. 5, 2004 (And that's why he should not be re-elected.) And my all-time favourite: "It is clear our nation is reliant upon big foreign oil. More and more of our imports come from overseas." —Beaverton, Ore., Sep. 25, 2000 Sources: http://www.realchange.org/bushjr.htm http://politicalhumor.about.com/library/blbushisms.htm ==> More political quotes (Not just Bushisms!). Crap. I can't believe I actually got distracted by this for about an hour. :: nimezs @ 2:16 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, September 10, 2004 :: Today's Scintillaticity will be Friendship by Proxy - where you know, you're friends with someone else because your friend is friends with them. Many people fall broadly into this category - boyfriends, husbands, best friends, and most often, embarrassing relatives. Do you often find yourself obligated to be friendly to someone's obnoxious boyfriend, husband, best friend, embarrassing relative, dirty old sneaker or banana peel because said obnoxious item belongs to/travels around with/is worn by/is stuck to this person you happen to feel friendly towards? If so, you're probably a victim of Friendship by Proxy. You're not really friends with that banana peel. You just feel you are because that banana peel belongs to your bestest dearest friend. But it's alright. You can overcome. Begin by telling yourself the banana peel is not yours. It's not yours. You don't have to be friends with it. :: nimezs @ 1:52 am [+] :: ... :: Thursday, September 09, 2004 :: And thus it begins. :: nimezs @ 10:56 pm [+] :: ... Abysmal farce.:: Monday, September 06, 2004 :: My father just bought me a thumb drive. I'm having difficulty opening the package. It seems like nothing short of a blow torch will make the stupid plastic yield. I feel like I'm performing a very messy C-section with a pair of blunt scissors. :: nimezs @ 9:26 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, September 04, 2004 :: Also hungry. :: nimezs @ 2:03 am [+] :: ... blue.:: Sunday, August 29, 2004 :: There's a problem with my CD-ROM drive or the driver. Win XP reports it to be functioning, but it doesn't read any CDs at ALL. Yeah, the light's on and I think the CD's spinning but nothing loads. The drive is a Matshita UJDA720, it's a DVD-ROM, if that helps. I'm lazy to go down to the Toshiba center, so hopefully one of you can troubleshoot this for me. :: nimezs @ 11:47 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, August 24, 2004 :: HALLO! Funny, that was the first thing I wanted to type when I opened up the create post tab. Anyway, this is a strictly non-personal thing, but... Arts Bash II is on Saturday, 28th. It would be nice if you could come, whoever you are, out there, reading my blog. I realize my readership is probably quite small, but there's no harm in trying is there? I don't expect any replies or comments, but just to let you know, a group of people have put a lot of effort into this project, and it would be nice to see it succeed. Think of this like a mass forwarded mail pleading for you to fulfil a dying kid's last wish. I'm not making light of it, and no one's dying, but yes, the whole organizing committee would be glad of your participation. I mean, if not for the 1 - 1 promotion, or the pretty pageant finalists, or the atmosphere, (Newsroom Bar is a nice place, and you can always wander elsewhere after you buy a ticket and take your free drink) then, maybe for me? Because I'm semi-entertaining...? :: nimezs @ 11:16 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, August 10, 2004 :: I think it was just last sem that I was complaining about time-table clashes. Well, same thing again this year. See, I really, really want to take General Bio 'cause... well, I just really, really want to, and have been wanting to since year 1. Unfortunately I underbid for round 2A and did not get a place, which was utter foolishness because I had 1025 general programme points begging to be brutally used and then thrown away without so much as a next-morning-call. I've already received a dressing down for that, so you don't need to add anymore comments about that. So, progressing nicely to the next part of the story, I can't even add a different lecture group and sneak into the first lecture group because... dunDunDUN! There are time-table clashes!.. -gasp- And yet it seems like such a stupid appeal if I wrote in begging for a place, I mean, it looked stupid to me as I was typing it in. Me: I wish to read General Biology (LSM1301) for this semester but cannot do so as the vacancies available clash with my allocated modules. System Administrator: I want a Mercedes Benz C-class too but cannot do so as my liquid assets available clash with the allocated price-range. NEXT! In other words, tough. So you see, I felt like if I did submit that appeal, it would be so much like whining about a lost cause - wannaponywannaponywannaponywannaponyNOW... Even though I CAN afford to pay for the Bio module, it's not exactly a pressing need... Thus, I have sacrificed Group Dynamics on the altar that is Semester 1 2004/2005 in order to win the lovely hand of General Bio whom I shall marry to my favourite daughter Biological Psychology. (pardon the pun, if you can see it.) If this post seems a little more facetious than usual it's probably because... Nobody knows why. :: nimezs @ 11:10 am [+] :: ... Apparently, no publicity is bad publicity for him. I can't help but feel I'm vindicating this statement.:: Tuesday, August 03, 2004 :: The ends of my hair are dry and natty. I'm not sure if it's because my hair IS dry and should be cut or if it's because of the toothpaste that got on that particular lock of hair when I was brushing my teeth in the morning. :: nimezs @ 4:22 pm [+] :: ... :: Sunday, August 01, 2004 :: I am quite possibly insane. It's 1.53 a.m. and I have to wake up tomorrow, early, but no, I'm not jumping into bed despite the fact I do feel a little tired, and the oblivion of sleep is nice. I'm not sure why I log on in the first place. It's like trying to cram nothing into emptiness. I don't want to go back to school. I think I've spent more time in school than at my home in the past 3 months, and I'm frankly sick of the place because of all the things associated with it. Thinking about it, and regretting how it would've been if I'd taken a different path last year in the direction of studies instead of social development. But maybe sometimes it's just too hard to say no. Anyway, for that, no one's grateful and in the end you get royally f**ked by the people who asked you do things because you screw things up when you're trying to make everyone happy, or at least a major proportion of them. Damned if you do and damned if you don't. And you wonder why people retreat into their happy little worlds. When being ensconced in your bed reading is far more enjoyable than interacting with other people. Tired. Do I have a right to be tired? I feel I can't even express myself anymore. Everything's changed and sometimes I feel like burning bridges. :: nimezs @ 1:52 am [+] :: ... "There follows a rapid-fire round of expository dialogue amongst the Manor Morons to explain this half of the finale's central predicament, with the Dolt somehow understanding instantly and completely what happened to the world outside. As the Snidelys contrived to overload Bizarro World with people from our own, they've managed to upset that much-mentioned balance that was never fully explained in the last hour. As a result, our world has tipped over into being "too good," a place where "every little infraction is a capital offense." In other words: Singapore. The entire planet is now Singapore. Or, you know, Saudi Arabia.":: Friday, July 30, 2004 :: My dog hates me. I tripped over her when we were out walking today. I tripped over her leg in fact. :: nimezs @ 12:23 am [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, July 28, 2004 :: I suddenly have this craving to play old Sierra games, in particular Space Quest. Horrible regret is now washing inside me that I never did pick up copies of Leisure Suit Larry or EcoQuest(i think that's what it's called) or even the first 5 games from the King's Quest Series. I'll probably never get to see them again unless they one day are available for legal download. Which brings to mind the possibility of an illegal download... :: nimezs @ 3:33 am [+] :: ... :: Monday, July 26, 2004 :: I know some of you might not know what the heck I'm talking about but... PEASANT QUEST! Hahah... Reminds me of the days when I used to play CGA games that were text-based - Hugo's House of Horror 1, 2, 3 and Space Quest 1 through 3. Not that point and click games are any less fun, but there's a kind of nostalgia for me here. :: nimezs @ 1:52 am [+] :: ... :: Sunday, July 25, 2004 :: "This is written in the Hebrew Talmud, the book where all of the sayings and preaching of Rabbis are conserved over time. It says: "Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man's rib. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved." Pass this on to all exceptional women that you know.. and to men so they know the value of a woman." That was nice. :: nimezs @ 12:38 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, July 24, 2004 :: If ignorance is a crime, everyone's guilty, but only the ignorant among the knowing are prosecuted. :: nimezs @ 11:54 pm [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, July 14, 2004 :: "just to let you know i've read it from start to... new entry. i'm just wondering why this hasn't caught any publisher's attention yet. will you sell me the copyrights? =P " Very heartwarming. Just to let you know, if you're currently clueless about what the above comment is about, I found it on my story blog. To the commenter, whoever you are... How much are you willing to pay me for the copyrights??? =D :: nimezs @ 12:45 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, July 03, 2004 :: And I do believe my PMS is acting up in accordance with the time of the month. Oh joy. :: nimezs @ 12:32 pm [+] :: ... Far it be for me to disgust you with details in real life, but this IS my blog and I've run out of things to say. So!:: Thursday, July 01, 2004 :: 
Cool. :: nimezs @ 6:03 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, June 28, 2004 :: That which does not kill you makes you stronger, but that which does kill you makes you dead. Run away to live to run away another day. :: nimezs @ 12:50 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, June 26, 2004 :: Back from the dead. :: nimezs @ 10:28 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, June 01, 2004 :: I haven't been to the doctor for a while. I usually hate going because I feel it's a waste of time, and I never want to go unless I'm bed-ridden and feeling so horrible that I'd do anything to make the pain go away. Well, this morning, anyway, I woke up feeling bad enough to reply in the affirmative to my mum's asking if I wanted to see the doctor. Anyhow, no great shakes. Medicine. Tumtidum. Blah blah blah. Feel slightly better now after taking some meds, but I know I'm still kinda sick, because of that funny blocked ears feeling you get. :: nimezs @ 5:27 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, May 31, 2004 :: It hurts when I swallow. :: nimezs @ 11:21 pm [+] :: ... Do they really think I'll buy their product because they insult my non-existant dick?:: Thursday, May 27, 2004 :: Item 1: My friend asked me something funny today. "You know, you can trust me with secrets: is Arts Club a covert unit of the SDU? I just need to know if my relationship with [my boyfriend]* started because of the intervention of some external agency?" *Names have been omitted to... let the involved parties retain their privacy. Unlike what I can say for a certain young marsupial. Technically, yes, relationships usually start because of intervention, and not always by the two main parties. Let's face it, most people like to see a happy ending for any two people who are obviously attracted to each other. I name numerous romantic comedies as my source. Thus, ANY social organization, nay, even groups of friends would definitely have some effect on the ultimate outcome. Item 2: Definition of a couple: equal and opposite forces acting along different lines. Don't you think it's somewhat true? Haha... I bet you don't know what I'm "torque"ing about. :: nimezs @ 12:26 am [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, May 26, 2004 :: It was a mentos sweet. And I didn't want to suck it. :: nimezs @ 4:39 pm [+] :: ... :: Friday, May 21, 2004 :: Bimbos are good to their own. If you have a bimbo friend, she'll never leave you in the lurch... Why do I say this? Well, it occurred to me that bimbos are seldom competitive, cynical or conniving. So, if, say you were in a Survivor-esque show with a bimbo friend, chances are she'll not sell you out to win. She probably won't see you as competition, just a friend along for a fun ride. If you ask for help, she'll give you her all, and continue trying even if it's apparent to everyone around her that it's an impossible task. She'll always trust you and because of that, YOU can always trust her. Bimbos rock! Let's hear it for bimbos! Oh yeah, this applies to himbos too. :: nimezs @ 11:14 pm [+] :: ... I need a good graphics editor. Or animator. Or whatever. Please recommend one. I will not write another post until someone does.:: Thursday, May 20, 2004 :: Lesson of the day: Barnacle shells are sharp. I scrambled over a barnacle encrusted branch at one of the small mangrove areas down at Pasir ris, and probably cut myself on the edges. Of course, I didn't realise this, mainly because it didn't hurt (at first), until Patrick quite matter-of-factly pointed out my ankle was bleeding. Which was a bit gross at first because there was all the other gunk (algae, mud... whatever, etc.) on my ankle as well. Anyway, didn't turn out to be as bad when it was cleaned up. Nonetheless, the swampy areas of a beach are excellent places to watch small marine life. I think I spent about 15 minutes staring at hermit crabs at one point of time. But I digress. Kids, watch out for barnacles. They cut. If you're thinking about barefooting it over those barnacle covered rocks - Don't. Like stepping on broken glass. :: nimezs @ 11:13 pm [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, May 19, 2004 :: "I am so going to find another reliable image host." :: nimezs @ 11:46 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, May 17, 2004 :: I forgot what I was going to blog about. Fell asleep. Something about...a movie. Troy? Or possibly 50 first dates. Something about... love and whether it's possible to love someone even if you've no memories of the person. Another time. Anyway, the weather is bloody hot. it's sweltering and I can't sleep at night because my air-con's broken. Well, I'm sorry, but some of us have lower tolerance for heat than others! My sleeping patterns are now more erratic than ever, exactly because I can't sleep at night. Feel very tired in the afternoons as a result. It's not even like it's cooler at night. Pplllbbbt. I'm dying... :: nimezs @ 10:32 pm [+] :: ... And another -wrinkles nose-:: Monday, May 10, 2004 :: Do you watch Survivor? Tell me I'm not the only cynical one who thinks Rob proposed to Amber so he'd get half of the mil because he knew he was going to lose. I mean, look at it this way - he voted Jenna off just so there would be the TWO of them left. Either way he wins, because keeping Amber would be such a sweet thing or what have you. What do you think? :: nimezs @ 11:12 pm [+] :: ... :: Saturday, May 08, 2004 :: My favourite song from the musical... A Little Fall of Rain (Les Miserables) EPONINE Don't you fret, M'sieur Marius I don't feel any pain A little fall of rain Can hardly hurt me now You're here, that's all I need to know And you will keep me safe And you will keep me close And rain will make the flowers grow. MARIUS But you will live, 'Ponine - dear God above, If I could heal your wounds with words of love. EPONINE Just hold me now, and let it be. Shelter me, comfort me MARIUS You would live a hundred years If I could show you how I won't desert you now... EPONINE The rain can't hurt me now This rain will wash away what's past And you will keep me safe And you will keep me close I'll sleep in your embrace at last. The rain that brings you here Is Heaven-blessed! The skies begin to clear And I'm at rest A breath away from where you are I've come home from so far So don't you fret, M'sieur Marius I don't feel any pain A little fall of rain Can hardly hurt me now That's all I need to know And you will keep me safe And you will keep me close MARIUS(in counterpoint) Hush-a-bye, dear Eponine, You won't feel any pain A little fall of rain Can hardly hurt you now I'm here I will stay with you Till you are sleeping EPONINE And rain... MARIUS And rain... EPONINE Will make the flowers... MARIUS Will make the flowers... grow... :: nimezs @ 3:08 pm [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, May 05, 2004 :: One of my favourite songs to sing when I'm alone. Don't ask me why. I started a joke. Which started the whole world crying. But I didn't see that the joke was on me. Oh, no, I started to cry. Which started the whole world laughing. Oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on me. I looked at the skies. Running my hands over my eyes. And I fell out of bed. Hurting my heads from things that I said. Till I finally died. Which started the whole world living. Oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on me. I looked at the skies. Running my hands over my eyes. And I fell out of bed. Hurting my head from things that I said. Till I finally died. Which started the whole world living. Oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on me. :: nimezs @ 11:19 pm [+] :: ... If you had to give up downloading illegal mp3s in exchange for no more spam ever again, would you?:: Sunday, May 02, 2004 :: Can anyone explain to me why Free Cell is so addictive? :: nimezs @ 12:56 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, May 01, 2004 :: Okay, seriously, I got a new email add because my singtel accounts are getting spammed out. As it is, I've already resorted to filtering out email that arrives with attachments, thanks to the multiple viruses out there. A consequence of this, however, is that I won't be able to get any mail with attachments from people that I at least trust. Nonetheless, if you have a document/file for me, just ask me for my new email add. I've already changed my displayed email add in most of my yahoo groups. :: nimezs @ 7:01 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, April 30, 2004 :: Mu Engrish. "It is known that Hound can say human words, but in actuality, there is no one to watch its talking. " :: nimezs @ 1:04 am [+] :: ... No, really, how is Dawn of the Dead a satire on consumerism?:: Sunday, April 25, 2004 :: I feel depressed. I even feel like getting well and truly plastered right now. Strange, because my exams are over, and I SHOULD have so much to look forward to, but I don't. I'm bloody tired. Mostly physically. That's what happens when you don't get too much exercise, I suppose. Well. Cheers. :: nimezs @ 12:33 am [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, April 21, 2004 :: Feeling kinda .... bored... the exam freedom hasn't hit me. Primarily because most of my friends aren't free. Nonetheless! DINNER! GOOD FOOD AND COMPANY AWAIT for he who is patient. Good thing I'm not male. :: nimezs @ 1:55 am [+] :: ... :: Monday, April 19, 2004 ::
Dun. Dun. DUUUUUNNNN! :: nimezs @ 11:58 pm [+] :: ... :: Sunday, April 18, 2004 :: Things you never knew! Definition of "lamer". Yeah, I found that while looking for "L33tsp34k". Hahaha... Yeah, I feel like the former sometimes. "Lamer was the standard name for anyone who had a larger mouth than skills..." 19 more hours till the end of my exams. w00tz! :: nimezs @ 11:52 pm [+] :: ... :: Thursday, April 15, 2004 :: It is beyond me how some people can write MORE THAN TEN PAGES for their exam scripts. I don't think I could fill 10 pages even if I wrote my name repeatedly for 2 hours. Heck, my hand would fall asleep. Maybe even me. Those people who submit more than one answer booklets must hav extremely quick hands, large handwriting, or... failing that... Be extremely If you get my drift... :: nimezs @ 3:44 pm [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, April 14, 2004 :: "A first grade teacher collected well-known proverbs. She gave each child in her class the first half of a proverb and asked them to come up with the remainder of the proverb. It's hard to believe these were actually done by first graders. Their insight may surprise you. While reading these keep in mind that these are first graders... "6" year-olds, because the last one is a classic! 1. Better to be safe than..................... .punch a 5th grader. 2. Strike while the ........................... bug is close. 3. It's always darkest before..................Daylight Saving Time. 4. Never underestimate the power of.........termites. 5. You can lead a horse to water but......... how? 6. Don't bite the hand that................... .looks dirty. 7. No news is................................. .impossible. 8. A miss is as good as a..................... .Mr. 9. You can't teach an old dog new.............math. 10. If you lie down with dogs, you'll...........stink in the morning. 11. Love all, trust............................. me. 12. The pen is mightier than the...............pigs. 13. An idle mind is............................. the best way to relax. 14. Where there's smoke there's............. pollution. 15. Happy the bride who........................gets all the presents. 16. A penny saved is............................not much. 17. Two's company, three's....................the Musketeers. 18. Don't put off till tomorrow what..........you put on to go to bed. 19. Laugh and the whole world laughs with you, cry and..... you have to blow your nose. 20. There are none so blind as.................Stevie Wonder. 21. Children should be seen and not...........spanked or grounded. 22. If at first you don't succeed..............get new batteries. 23. You get out of something only what you...see in the picture on the box. 24. When the blind leadeth the blind..........get out of the way. And the favorite: 25. Better late than........................... pregnant!!!!" :: nimezs @ 11:59 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, April 13, 2004 :: I wanted to put "Sexed up" lyrics on, but I realized I've put it up before. So, for your entertainment, here's "How many Hours" by Michael Learns to Rock. (They do, you know. Really.) I really like the chorus. Mother's giving birth to a little son Crying in the rain of falling bombs Father he is young but deep and wise You see the fighter inside his eyes Hold me cover my sight This is no paradise Don't show me The evil sides of the world How many hours and how many days Love is just slipping away How many seasons and how many years In tears How many centuries and how many lives In fear People selling flowers like nothing's going on Turning their backs on a world gone wrong Children play around I guess they found some wheels You see them running down the naked fields Hold me, cover my sight This is no paradise Don't show me The evil sides of the world How many hours and how many days Love is just slipping away How many seasons and how many years In tears How many centuries and how many lives In fear :: nimezs @ 2:12 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, April 10, 2004 :: Why do we say "very few" when we actually mean "none"? I mean, I was reading my stats text, and there was this statement that said "Very few families have 2.4 children." Hello? NO families have 2.4 children. It's not STATISTICALLY impossible, of course, but it is biologically impossible. :: nimezs @ 3:47 pm [+] :: ... :: Friday, April 09, 2004 :: I have come to the realization that Dreamz FM is like a Chinese version of the Bee Gees. I mean, they're good - but wow, they sing high. :: nimezs @ 4:00 pm [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, April 07, 2004 :: Honestly. :: nimezs @ 12:15 am [+] :: ... :: Monday, April 05, 2004 :: We are only human, in the end. :: nimezs @ 11:54 pm [+] :: ... :: Sunday, April 04, 2004 :: Crab/Weiliang has made a prediction that I'll be attached in 4 months time, which I think is quite amusing. He says I have to buy him lunch if he wins and vice versa. The way I see it, I win either way. Hahaha. Either I get free lunch or I meet the love of my life within these 4 months time and HE gets a free lunch. Crab/Weiliang. Not the love of my life. He has to buy ME lunch. You know what I mean. But that isn't important because I have exams to worry about now. We shall see in 4 months. Zzzzzzz. Wake me when 4 months are up. :: nimezs @ 10:27 pm [+] :: ... Sashay, sashay, sashay, and pose.:: Saturday, April 03, 2004 :: Ah-ha! Finally, a pic on my blog. Isn't this sweet?  For the cutely uninitiated surfers, no, that's not me. This however, IS me, dripping water on Jeremy's head because I was feeling particularly childish and histronic.  And if you really insist on seeing my face...  Top, from left: Shan2 (Be^Be), Xuzi (Vimes), Wendy (kayley), Suan Wood (Cambium), Kin Weng (Kurdt). Bottom, from left: Me (euphrosyn), Jeremy (Sardaukar), Huishan (Cityangel), Azmi. Click pictures for full. More to be found here, courtesy of Chua Shan Shan. =) :: nimezs @ 2:22 am [+] :: ... :: Thursday, April 01, 2004 :: My FOD is still here. :: nimezs @ 11:59 pm [+] :: ... This news isn't really... new, but I suppose everyone should know about it, because it's currently been a source of contention for some.:: Wednesday, March 31, 2004 :: Mosquito bites... all over my legs. So not going to wear dark coloured skirts if I'm going home late at night next time. :: nimezs @ 12:46 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, March 27, 2004 :: I'm hungry. -growwwwwlllll- :: nimezs @ 5:30 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, March 26, 2004 :: Hey look, why is everyone getting so excited about that crush entry? I could be... you know... speaking metaphorically... I've had crushes before and I know what they're like. It doesn't mean I'm having one. At most, it's merely an epiphany! I honestly didn't expect such excitement over it... :: nimezs @ 3:33 pm [+] :: ... :: Thursday, March 25, 2004 :: My Predilection for Acronyms. I like acronyms. Why? because they're a process of naming that keeps the Naméd enigmatic. there are so many possible phrases for an acronym, such that you won't know what it means unless it's a fairly common acronym, or you're in on my list. Which, honestly speaking, has just popped into existence. Which, honestly speaking rhetorically, has no one on it as a result of the aforementioned honesty. Which, honestly speaking euphemistically in a nefarious way, means everyone will have no idea what I'm talking about unless you beg for my list. Which, honestly speaking, I will not release to just anyone. Of course, there's always an off-chance that you couldn't really care less about MPfA. Sure, it might be a little confusing, but sometimes, nrGAS. You have to know this is entirely TiC, of course, so don't be too miffed about it, okay? If you are, well then... TFBM. :: nimezs @ 11:04 pm [+] :: ... Wotcha. How've you all been? I haven't blogged lately because well... there was nothing to blog about. But I'm fine, I assure you... Haven't been kidnapped by aliens, or struck by lightning, which seems to be a major occurrence in Singapore these days. I have though, been mulling about my 3000 word essay due on Monday which I have not, unfortunately, come up with a topic about. I suppose it's what comes from having missed too many lectures. -sigh- I'm a bad, bad student.:: Monday, March 22, 2004 :: A crush is when your groin is hard-wired to your heart, and your stomach feels all fluttery because both organs are trying to wrest control of your feelings, while your brain's in the background screaming "Don't I get a say?!" You walk around feeling all tense and excited, but discomfited because you aren't exactly sure what you're so excited about. But it doesn't matter - you're happy anyway. You're always happy. Except of course when you see people cosying up to a certain someone. Then your heart sinks and your groin keeps quiet and lets your brain finally vent its anger. After which, your brain apologizes for kicking up such a big fuss and alienating these two very important organs, and you start feeling sorry for yourself. The three organs get together and decide whose urges are the strongest... Then the brain steps in and decides the best outcome for all organs, and organizes a plan of attack if the go-ahead is warranted. Usually however, the heart is told to shut up, and it doesn't really matter what the groin thinks, because let's face it, it doesn't. The brain always gets say in the end, so if you're ever crushing, just shut up and listen to your brain. Do I have a crush? Good point. Let me think about it..... And even if it were true, you'd never know who. -smiles slyly to self- :: nimezs @ 7:32 pm [+] :: ... (Warning: TIC ahead.) There's been a recent influx of testimonials for me on friendster. Yes, I would say 2 in a week is an influx. Considering it's been stagnant for.... longer than that. Maybe it's just somebody's way of telling me to write testimonials for them.:: Friday, March 19, 2004 :: I have to say the Moulin Rouge version of Roxanne is the one I like the best. Maybe I'm being a little quick in this judgement because I haven't heard any other versions... but the polyphony in it is what really grabs me, the interweaving of lyrics and singing. :: nimezs @ 3:19 am [+] :: ... http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/ddautta.php:: Wednesday, March 17, 2004 :: Tired. If you'll notice, everyone seems to have reached the end of their tether. I can't say that I have yet, but the weariness, the black moods and fatigue is draining me. I can't help but echo their feelings - surely you don't expect me to be bright and shiny all the time. :: nimezs @ 8:42 pm [+] :: ... If I haven't been talking these few days to you, I'm sorry. I've been busy writing essays....:: Tuesday, March 16, 2004 :: I get it now. My hormones are out of whack. That explains the weird behaviour. :: nimezs @ 12:02 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, March 13, 2004 :: Essays. I hate essays. I hate LONG essays. :: nimezs @ 11:08 pm [+] :: ... :: Thursday, March 11, 2004 :: I know why I'm doing this, but I usually pretend not to know why I do insensible things. It's all in the Pride. So, yes, I don't know why I'm writing this at this point of the night because it's completely pointless - but hey, when did that ever stop me from doing anything? Anyway - Here's a intro to the latest 4 links on my "Other Blogs" link list. "Frances's Blog" - Review: Tis Frances's blog, as if you couldn't tell by the title. A very voyeuristic look into her life, no bad connotations here. You get to see what goes on in her life, plus her thoughts and feelings about these events. Don’t know if she wanted me to post her blog address though. Oops! She seems to have changed the template from last I visited it and it's a pretty nice now. Very sweet. "Joel's Down Under" - Review: Yes, it's just me, I have to make everything sound skewed, but he's in Australia, so Joel's Down Under, get it? NVM. There's Joel's blog, go there and edify him or something. Very blog-like blog, if you ask me. That's to say... He gives you a nice insight into what he's up to and you can interact with him on his Tag board thingy. Everyone's got normal posters EXCEPT me. (BTW, it's quite funny how the spell-checker suggested "joyless" in replacement of Joel's, which apparently is not a word, or something. Their spell checker sucks.) "Trisha's Blog" - Review: Once again, TERRIBLY aptly named by me, don't you think? She ALSO changed her template from last I checked, but then I haven't checked it for a long time because she hadn't seemed to have updated it. -grin- Oh well. What's with everyone running lyrics at the status bar of their page? I want it too! Interesting stuff there - esp, and most recently her idiot's guide to making tiramisu. Priscillia should take a look at it, especially after that extremely alcoholic version she made. "Crazier Stuff" - Review: This one's... mine. Also. It contains all the stupid stuff I think of that never makes it to my main blog. Sort of like.. uhm... humourous out-takes? Hahaha. It used to contain updates for my story-blog, but since that has died out, it's become my cutting room. All the better stuff comes here. That's all for now. :: nimezs @ 2:30 am [+] :: ... I am having a stiff headache now. It's this pain at the back of brain, and maybe if I had paid more attention to my bio psych, I'd know what it means. Except that it doesn't really matter because I sure as hell can't think straight now. I'm not particularly depressed now, but I feel I'm losing meaning in my life. Not that there's nothing to live for, just that I don't really care about anything now - maybe I've habituated to anxiety and all it does now is give me a niggling feeling at the back of my mind, rather than full blown sweat-streaming fear of failure.:: Wednesday, March 10, 2004 :: I'm surrounded by :: nimezs @ 11:15 pm [+] :: ... It is possible to love someone of the same sex and not be a homosexual. So guys, open up and show your love for your fellow man. So long's you're not physically attracted to them, you can love them, y'know. Truly.:: Monday, March 08, 2004 :: Apriopriate. :: nimezs @ 3:11 pm [+] :: ... I wanted to put this on my blog, but it's a bit large at the mo... and I hate things getting stretched out of shape.:: Saturday, March 06, 2004 :: Obsession for today: - Jhonen Vasquez. I only knew about him when I started watching Invader Zim cartoons on Central, and promptly got hooked. Apparently he's the creator of some other fairly famous comics - Johnny the Homicidal Maniac for instance. You can go google him if you really want to find out more. Oh, and why the resurgence of obsession? I got KaZaa lite running again. Now I can download Invader Zim. Wheehehehehe. :: nimezs @ 3:56 pm [+] :: ... :: Thursday, March 04, 2004 :: I have quite possibly reached the *epitome* (shout out to certain english majors out there) of my slackicity. I have a mid-term tmr, and I'm considering sleeping right now and to Siberia with my studying. Only considering, you see, but that's quite a big leap already. I also accidentally deleted a post. To siberia with it. To SIBERIA. :: nimezs @ 2:04 am [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, March 03, 2004 :: I seem to be spending remarkably little time on my studies considering it's approaching the exams. Point is that yesterday I went to see Cold Mountain, which by the way, is a fantastic flick, if you enjoy soppy emotional stuff - it made me cry, so there's your warning/encouragement if you decide to go see it. I just find it horribly terrible that the male protagonist survives all matter of life-threatening situations only to die in his lovers arms. "In". Not "by". There's a difference. Long story short, today I went to eat sushi at Wheelock place - which I have not done for a long time, so that was rather enjoyable. After that I played pool, and I managed to destroy one of my toes. Okay, not really destroy. I dropped a cue-stick on my little toe, and tore the skin near the nail, so it bled quite a lot which made me a little queasy. I feel queasy just thinking about it. It hurt a lot at the onset, but not at all later, so I didn't discover my bleeding toe until I actually looked down. It bled quite a bit. Did I mention that my toe was bleeding? I'm sure I have... Anyhow... That was what we call a RLe update, as opposed to a TiC update or a SLn update. I'll explain the acronyms regarding MPfA during one of my TiC updates. That last paragraph though? Completely TiC. I know you're tempted to believe it. It's probably true. I *am* NUTS. :: nimezs @ 10:58 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, March 02, 2004 :: Sometimes I feel like I'm in love all the time. Or that I fall in love all the time. Just walking around by myself, I fall in love with the houses along the streets, the graceful architecture, the wind curling through the leaves, the feel of rain on my skin. I fall in love with the feeling I have that makes me want to skip and run around with my arms spread out, eyes closed. When I feel completely comfortable with where I am, and I could almost soar. You know what? This is almost what happiness feels like. Even if it has to come with the fall downhill later on. :: nimezs @ 1:24 am [+] :: ... Never There - Cake:: Sunday, February 29, 2004 :: When was the last time I said something intelligent? Quite a while, I think. I'm too sluggish now. Feel sluggish inside out, mentally and physically. How do you detox the mind? I've been stagnant too long in every which way! ARGH! Life is boring! I hate school! I hate my life! I can't believe that I'm actually thinking of doing work! On the other hand, what wouldn't I give to lie around all day. :: nimezs @ 10:16 pm [+] :: ... All you ever wanted to know about flirting but were afraid to ask...:: Wednesday, February 25, 2004 :: SOMEBODY tried to burn down the clubroom today. Apparently bear porn isn't good enough for her as a distraction. Some other smart person gave the burning a headstart by dumping toilet paper in it. And it promptly got out of hand. The only thing I could think to do was smother the fire, so I overturned the rubbish bin on top of the fire, which I think would have been faster than trying to douse it out with water from some other smart person's waterbottle. Unfortunately, the downside was that part of the basket would inevitably get singed, and now there's a horrible smell. I swear, I did tell them to take it outside, but would they listen? Young kids these days! :: nimezs @ 11:35 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, February 24, 2004 :: Go here. You will go here because I said so. It's not great and I think my drawing has deproved because I haven't drawn in ages, but I really liked the LOTR twist at the beginning. Well, when I drew it, it was event appropriate due to the release of ROTK, but hey, press delays are inevitable. :: nimezs @ 3:47 am [+] :: ... I have remarkably interesting posts, if I do say so myself. At least they're interesting to me. I will keep posting old posts and maybe one day my blog will run in cycles. That would be... interesting. Popularity.:: Sunday, February 22, 2004 :: The MRT. Can't live with it, can't live without it. I hate the MRT for so many reasons, but I need it for so many other ones too. Anyhow, here's what got me annoyed:- Graceless Singaporeans. See, they put those yellow lines so that we'd, you know, have somewhere to stand when we're giving way to passengers coming out from the train. But, of course, no one ever pays attention to the yellow lines, and everyone's all "each for his own". I'd be standing behind the yellow lines, and I swear, as the train pulls into the station, people move directly into the path marked out for the passengers to alight. Even if I was standing there before them. They just move around me, sometimes unhappily, as if I was doing something wrong by allowing the poor people in the train to get off first. Well, whatever. Things like that just get me pissed everytime I take the MRT during peak hour, but I assume it's too much to ask for, given our kiasu mentality. And what's with the sand in Sentosa? It's sticks to everything! They don't have grains of sand... it's like flakes of ... who knows what. So hard to brush off. :: nimezs @ 11:26 pm [+] :: ... :: Saturday, February 21, 2004 :: You know how sometimes you can have a sad dream and then for the rest of the day you feel so washed out, so flat, so depressed? I dreamt a lot last night, but I can only remember one part of it, and I remember that I cried, but I'm not sure why. :: nimezs @ 3:36 pm [+] :: ... :: Thursday, February 19, 2004 :: "Earthbound" - Connor Reeves You took me higher than I've ever been Now that we're strangers I've come down again Back to the real world, back to the real world Back to the ground, not high above it, Without your loving, now I'm earthbound Because your loving lifted me above it all, Without it, it's leaving me so far to fall (But I) I hope you find what you're looking for, I never thought there could be anymore... But if you really have to go, you take the high I'll take the low, But when you leave me don't you know, You leave me earthbound. You took me higher than I've been Now that we're strangers, I've come down again Back to the real world, back to the real world, Back to the ground. Not high above it, up where the love is, Now I'm earthbound. Because we used to say we were far away, Because our loving took us to another place, And it's so hard for me to face But if you really have to go, You take the high I'll take the low, But when you leave me don't you know, You leave me earthbound... I liked this song way back in Secondary School, I think, but I never knew the name. Thanks Jo. :: nimezs @ 11:59 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, February 16, 2004 :: My friend's MSN nick is currently "Just remember. If I were to stand between you and God, I am nearer to him." I think it's a very interesting statement, image-wise. But are you facing Him? :: nimezs @ 11:30 pm [+] :: ... I now remember why I don't usually wear skirts. It's because I don't have nice underwear. I don't know if this is some kind of poetic justice or something, but as punishment for sleeping late, I can't wake up late because the house next to me is undergoing renovations AND DRILLING STARTS AT 10 am!:: Saturday, February 14, 2004 :: Finally, someone has agreed with me on the point that William Hung is being exploited for his inability to perform. Read the Life section of the Straits Times. Tell me that you admire his spirit, sure, but this is getting a little out of hand. There's no need to go all fan-girl/fan-boy over him. Why on earth would you want to buy his album if he ever produced one? You might as well buy MY album, and I can definitely dance better... "damn hot" even. (hahaha) I mean, this I know for a fact - You laughed when he sang. You must've. You only felt sorry for him later when he was shot down, and everything else is a ludicrous method of disguising the perpetuation of your amusement about the whole shebang, pun intended. Admit it. You've felt sorry for him, you admired his brief stand against Simon's harshness (which was certainly warranted), but let's move on. There's nothing to see here. Wild card for American Idol 3? Please, spare me. It's a clever excuse to make more people watch the show. There's no way he could be an American Idol. Try Hongkong or China even. Don't bother about trying to get a share of the American Dream, because baby, it ain't gonna happen if you're a Chink and you look like you're FOB. I believe in being realistically racist and sexist. And he's not even an attractive female. The only reason why anyone who's only known about William Hung through American Idol should "love" him or "want to marry" him is if he is indeed as his surname suggests. I'm rude? Well at least I'm not you. :: nimezs @ 6:45 pm [+] :: ... Mmm, yeah, so it's Valentine's Day already. I didn't draw like I wanted to, and I've spent half of the day sleeping and staring at some kind of screen. I haven't quite decided if I'm just pathetic or it's the horrible reality of what February 14th is really all about. I'm rooting for the latter, because you know, if you don't love yourself, who will? If anyone can tell me where this song is from and who composed it, I would be oh-so-grateful. That means very. Grateful. I'm a secret flower lover. Anyway, I'm in a particularly good mood today because I recieved 6 roses! Thank you thank you thank you!! I'm sorry I didn't get you guys anything but I wasn't expecting such an onslaught of roses. Hehehe... Admittedly I did give one away, but well, what are roses for if not to make other people happy too?:: Thursday, February 12, 2004 :: Flipside how soon will you know? Euphrosyne 17th Flipside you'll be abroad at that time Euphrosyne I know Flipside well... y'know... my knack for stating the obvious Euphrosyne yes. I often am amazed by your powers of observation. You make everything seem so clear. Flipside thank you. i have spent many many years developing this skill Euphrosyne i am ever in awe of you. Flipside i know. it's cool, innit? Dedicated to you, Lyndon, because I love ya. Miss you loads. :: nimezs @ 11:51 pm [+] :: ... 2 more days.:: Wednesday, February 11, 2004 :: It's hard for me to post anything serious and thoughtful when I'm in a good mood. And I am, in a relatively good mood. I feel particularly stable this year, although I do still crave for a better half. -grin- Nonetheless, it's not something I require at the moment, though it'd be nice, of course. Let's talk about Valentine's Day and all the misconceptions that surround it. Why do some people think that V-day is the only day they can be romantic, or especially so? Say, for instance, you're wooing someone... why wait till V-day to express how much you care? It should be in everyday acts. Certainly, go ahead, shower her with gifts on the big day itself, but show her that you care even before that. And, contrary to popular belief, doing something romantic for a girl does not necessarily make her swoon. There IS a pre-req for it. One, she has to be at least receptive to romance from you. Two, she has to find you attractive. I can't exactly put it in words very well, but the gist of what I'm saying is that, if she isn't doesn't like or think of you in that way..... Your whole romance schtick is going to blow up in your face, (i.e. She's going to freak out... majorly. Even if she is expecting it. Heheh.) And what's with all this "expressing your love" stuff? Come on. I bet you don't even know what "love" is. I mean, okay, "expressing your lust" for someone might be a tad off, but... it's closer to the truth than love. Valentine's Day is so not about love. Here's a few things it might be about, though. 1) Crass commercialization of the concept of "love". (okay, maybe I say this about EVERY holiday, but it IS true...) 2) An excuse to try your luck with the lusted after one. 3) A day for some couples to bask in the warm feeling they think is called love. 4) A day for some other couples to get lucky with each other. 5) A day for remembrance of friendships. I'm sorry. I can't be entirely cynical. V-day is... (sigh) essentially, a nice day, if you do take note of it. You get gifts, you distribute them to your friends... You get a warm fuzzy feeling when your friendships are reaffirmed with the tokens received on the day, when you know thought and effort was put into the gift, regardless of how small or how cheap. And flowers.... everywhere on that day, maybe not all, maybe not even any for you, but nonetheless, there's beauty everywhere. Man. What a time for PMS. Oh, and guys... don't beat around the bush. Just ask, because frankly speaking, there's no incentive for Singaporean girls to take the initiative. She probably guesses you like her, but I'll bet she's not going to make any move until you make it official. :: nimezs @ 12:15 am [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, February 10, 2004 :: 4 days to V-Day. Let's set the mood. How To Impress A Woman: * Wine her, * Dine her, * Call her, * Hug her, * Support her, * Hold her, * Surprise her, * Compliment her, * Smile at her, * Listen to her, * Laugh with her, * Cry with her, * Romance her, * Encourage her, * Believe in her, * Pray with her, * Pray for her, * Cuddle with her, * Shop with her, * Give her jewelry, * Buy her flowers, * Hold her hand, * Write love letters to her, * Go to the end of the Earth and back again for her. How To Impress A Man: * Show up ....naked... Bring food & beer... Don't block the TV. You know... a light-hearted mood for all the singles out there... =) :: nimezs @ 11:10 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, February 09, 2004 :: It's blossomed and flowered! My page, that is. Yes, I know it's distracting, but I felt like it, and why should I care about you anyway? Not too pleased about colours though. Recommendations? :: nimezs @ 2:10 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, February 06, 2004 :: 'Sam'* threw me over his shoulder today and ran to the club room. I pulled my arm muscle a little and the bumpy 30 seconds I was on his shoulder were the most ... embarrassing moments of my pre-adult life. I can't remember how it started because I'm pretty sure my mind is shunting the entire incident into the darkest recesses of my memory. It probably involved something like the following exchange: "You can't carry me." "Wanna bet?" That was the first (and I hope the last) time anyone, girls included, has carried me in a fireman's lift. Okay, I must admit, it was... interesting. The next time I'm in some guy's arms however, I hope it'll be less uncomfortable. He is awfully strong for a hobbit. But then again, he did say I was light. =/ *If you're reading this for the first time, I realise I should not have put the names of people I know. Not that I really care about their identity or anything, but I worry about them killing me if they find out. If you don't know who 'Sam' is... too -ing bad. :: nimezs @ 11:50 pm [+] :: ... You know how everyone has a weak spot? Well, I've discovered my weak spot and it's a blind spot too. -lazy grin- Perhaps it's tempting fate here, to tell you that you could probably make me do anything using this "blind, weak spot" but you'd have to know what it is to manipulate me. Sure, you might be able to make a really good guess as to what this blind spot is - something that I'd drop everything I was doing for, regardless of consequences, because it's that important to me.:: Tuesday, February 03, 2004 :: I realise "Make fun of friendster messages" week has lasted for oh... about... a month? haha... Well, here's another message or really, string of messages that I got. Him: Hihi. Me: Yea, I'm here, what's up? Him: ermm.. care to be frens? Me: Sure. Let's see if we can. *dramatic music plays* Will he reply? Will I laugh in his face? Or will a romance blossom and flower in time for the annual Lover's day? Tune in next week for another exciting installment of "As the Grass Grows"! :: nimezs @ 11:49 pm [+] :: ... :: Sunday, February 01, 2004 :: Ah, the popularity of the American Unidol. http://www.williamhung.net/ :: nimezs @ 1:13 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, January 30, 2004 :: Something just occurred to me while I was having a Psych stats tutorial today. Some alarm rang. For quite a while, but no one reacted. I just wondered - if there was a real fire, and the alarm went off, no one would actually move until someone slammed the door open and screamed "Fire! Fire!" So much for fire drills. :: nimezs @ 12:19 am [+] :: ... :: Wednesday, January 28, 2004 :: People really do look better in dim places! Hahahaha.... at least I think that's in my case. To clarify... I've discovered a dark truth about myself. I'm a crazy party animal. -heads head in shame- I was at devil's bar, and I spent the night dancing away. I didn't drink, and more's the pity, since anything stupid/weird/particularly daring I did could've been written off as an effect of being high (i.e. doing things which seem like a good idea at the time). Come to think of it like that, then yes, I was high, but not on alcohol. I blame the flashy lights, the smoke and the fatigue. Never underestimate my insanity when I'm short on sleep. Oh, but yeah, anyway, the looking better in dim places thing is really a matter of (a-ha a-ha) me scoring! Yeah, I know I'm not a dude, but hi, a pick up is still a pick up. Boosts the ego... =P I'm always game for a constant reaffirmation of my loveliness.. Muahahhahaha... Okay, that's enough from me. Too many dark secrets for one night. :: nimezs @ 3:24 am [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, January 27, 2004 :: "What I did today" Strangely enough, I'm not a crazy despot. There are so many reasons why the previous statement would not be true, but today we're not going into that. I'll give you a hint though. I'm not a despot! Anyway, today was one of those lazy hazy days. :: nimezs @ 12:45 am [+] :: ... :: Sunday, January 25, 2004 :: "Violent hostility is just sublimated sexual attraction." "It's not some holy, exalted thing, you know. It's about appetite and wanting and need and all those other things that make people do ugly things to each other. There's no betrayal without love, no loss without it, no jealousy. Half the ugliness in this world comes from it. It cuts and burns and makes wounds that don't ever heal. Give me hatred any day. Now there's an emotion I can get behind. You always know where you stand with it." "Heartbreak teaches us about ourselves... A broken heart spills all its secrets." "'Cheese not scary.' 'Of course it's scary! It's mold! Mold is innately frightening!'" "Never let it be said by me that you are not a burnished sex god." "I have a very low pain threshold, really. Hardly a threshold at all. More like a small but tastefully decorated foyer." I've been reading again. Boredom is still the euphemism, though I think I could be doing better things... :: nimezs @ 12:29 am [+] :: ... :: Saturday, January 24, 2004 :: Random quotes from somewhere? -smile- "...She smiled politely, and affected an interested air, as if she would ever be curious about his female friends..." "Sure. I'm easy. I wish some women were too." "He found the silence slightly unnerving, since she was looking distracted instead of fiercely concentrated." "I don't need people feeling sorry for me or hating me because of their misconceptions. All I really need now is acceptance. Not apologies." "Oh shut up. I just think it's demeaning to manipulate guys by using your feminine wiles like that." "Sexual attraction is great and all, but it's not relationship sustaining as a stand-alone." "He knew then that what they had was never real, just a passing fancy, like a dream which eludes upon waking up, leaving only memories of its sweetness." "I don't know, she thought. Or maybe I do know, but I don't know how to express it. This feeling inside me won't die because you don't love me. Sometimes I forget that you'll never love me. I want you to be happy, and I wish that that would make me happy too. But it doesn't always." "She blushed furiously, realising she was trying to flirt with him again. Fun, but utterly pointless. She groaned inwardly. It was all so simple. He was out of bounds. They could only be friends. Yet she was still doing all the little things that girls do to make guys fall for them..." "You love him," he repeated flatly, as if he couldn't believe her, didn't believe in those words. "Why do you love him? How do you know you love him? Does he love you? How do you know he loves you? Do you know what love is?" He said, voice rising to a shout." "You’re happy, and I’m not, I’m not happy, and I hate it because you have no way of understanding how I feel!" Boredom is the euphemism I'm using for now. For the reason. Yeap. Boredom. :: nimezs @ 2:07 am [+] :: ...
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