wow. there are some things that i'm really grouchy about but some more that i'm really =D about.

1. today's econs lecture was the first time i actually slept during curriculum time this year. shit la. after 9 days of resolving not to sleep in anything. well i guess it was a long enough stretch, and a rather good record for me. if i sleep once every 9 days i'm on my way to academic success!

2. there are fucking scratches on the back of my ipod mini!!! like wth man. after a few days of usage. and the oily grimy feel!!? but there's always a silver lining to everything. eugene tells me that a hideous scratch on his "disappeared" after awhile. and the same is happening for mine! must be that whole anodised metal pishposh nonsense.

3. the work never really seems to end, does it? and neither does the daily shit. the social politics, obligations, inhibitions. and we're all in one big circle. going from one endless thing to another. life is like a lollipop. finish one ring, and you have another and another until you reach the state of being white stick(s).

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a. my dad surprised me with an ipod mini translucent condom iskin! and wheel and screen protectors to boot! how sweet of him. actually i only like the skin cos the protectors are translucent instead of transparent making them look dirty, but nvm.

b. dota is fun, and i'm "getting better" according to bing.

c. i feel really good about this year, somehow. it must be the bishan air. the smell of dead people.

d. seen you everyday since school started and you approached me first twice. great. and now what? this can't remain static, it really can't. it's been too long.

e. lit S is shaping up to be really interesting! i hope i'll be good enough to continue pursuing it for the rest of this year, and that i do get an M. i'll see if i have any D potential but if i don't i'll just be satisfied at working for an M.

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i think it's really hypocritical of anyone to contribute to a problem, whether unconsciously or knowingly, and to not care about it but only bitch when the problem comes back to bite them in the ass, and make noise only then.

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what kind of teacher slams the student that contributes to his lesson for about 85% of the time by saying to him when he stands up first during a stipulated toilet break, "hopefully you'll be inspired by the time you come back" yeah, i'm inspired to speak up a lot less now and not aid your lesson's development. considering that you should be a master at the language, that was a pretty bad slip, freudian or not.

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i don't want to bother about this. i'm not even sure exactly what's going on. i used to tell myself that i needed things to "spice up my life". but i don't think that's so necessary anymore. because by nature i already spice up my life with my stupidity and such. no need to make it spicier like "devil hungarian soup in amazing race" than it already is. i guess as you grow older, you want less. less is more, maybe. things are going pretty fine on a personal level actually. as compared to disastrous last year. oh god. yes, things are better. i suppose in some way everyone is an equal sinner but still. the weight of culpability always falls heavier on some rather than all.

somehow it irks me that such affairs should only be looked upon when it's too late, it's too late. what's the point of all this when probably nothing will come out of it? why bother, even actually. in the long run, we all die. a little transition point surely means nothing. bear, not dwell. if anything should have been done it should have been done earlier. somehow this is so reminiscent of upper sec times.. well. i don't know lar. safer to stay out of the fray. the power of the word. the power of the mouth. overwhelming.

as usual, no one ever listens to me. of course everyone was too happy to listen to the prophet of doom who'd seen everything that was to come, a long long time ago. doesn't that always happen? things can always get better i suppose. not that it really matters to me. ironically i'm pretty comfortable right now, amidst all this chaos. and anyway my mind is too busy with other matters more pertinent to self. zen seclusion, if you will. i don't want to overload it with more shit. i hope for my friends though, that things do improve.

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on a happier note, baking is such a fun experience. especially with a silly maid in the background laughing at your every misdeed. egg cracking, beating and whipping. chocolate milk and ganache. and falling into bits!! and performing nip/tuck on the cake.. which looks more like a deformed block of brownies in my opinion. OMG. and then the freezing and pinching of bits and bits here and there and everywhere. covering up all the breaks and cracks and discrepancies. and SLICING. SLICING!! haha. like, which side is the top and which is the bottom.

i think impromptu, off-the-cuff stuff like this is good. and yay, we're finally gonna celebrate birthdays for everyone. irds was right.. not much after this year.. so yeah.

cooking dory fish by mashing it up and throwing in random spices and canned pasta sauce. AND when it's supposed to be fried.. except it's not. hardly thawed, and so ice melts in the pot. lol!! tskytsky. clearly hadri and i are not destined for the kitchen. we might consider a profession in confectionary but not serious gourmet.

VMA gang rocks. britney, christina, madonna, lilkim/missy and occasional subsidiaries like utada and elton john. cool stuff.

quixoticka eulogized @ 11:32:00 pm