Tuesday, June 16, 2009


I've always imagined Ego to be a bright red colour, only because its showy and loud, rather like red.

Today is one of those days that i am thinking loads of thing and the things im thinking keep on slipping away before i can make them out.

So im going to this quick.

First of all i think
The internet is an extremely good place for people to expand their egos. For one, blogging is so pompous mainly because we can go on and on about what we do and think and feel and assume the world is interested.

Then the advent of Twitter and the pervasiveness of Facebook (which has such a wide age spread, i have a 6 year old kid and a 58 year old guy on my friend's list) has lead to even more self absorb-ish-ness.

So who really cares about what Ashton Kutcher thinks, and does and feels when he's taking a bath?

Oh wait.
Make that 2 million people.

Which in turn makes everyone feel like doing the same thing.

Its brilliant, really. We're really all gonna become so in love with ourselves.

Then i also think im becoming 3 things.
1. Crazy
2. OCD
3. T-Rex

Crazy because its one thing to run 10 rounds around the track in school, but a whole different thing to run around barefooted, wildly slinging a pair of converse shoes whilst decked in jeans.

Its a whole different thing altogther.

Especially when you're not very sure of the way home, and it'll probably take you more than 30 min but you heard someone say that it was possible to walk home.

So You Try.

In the meanwhile, you wonder if you are wasting your time. So you start to do a little jog, except the bag with your (all time fav Alen Bennett -The Uncommon Reader) books juggling inside, and your blistering feet, you decide its rather exhausting.

You make off to sling the shoes across your neck and pull your harverack tightly to your back.

Then you run.
All the way home, all the time unsure if its the right way.

The stares you recieve are priceless.

And when you finally get home, sweating, panting and dirty, its all worth it.

Liberating, even.

Which i think brings me back to the part of me becoming crazy.

OCD because it i've been starting to list things, and they say when you list things its the first signs of Obsessive Compulsive, one of the milder sorts.

Not that it really bothers me.

And T Rex because i've stopped eating rice almost completely. I dont know why. Its like a break from carbo, because i've stopped running. Which allows me all this carbohydrate reserves which need no refilling.

And i ate so much meat for dinner i felt largely like a dinosaur. It was rather disturbing.

And then i also dub Bob and green Blob as a favourite cartoon character because he has no brain, but he rocks.

And Cougars are cool because i totally fell in love with a Nick Quah Lookalike Only So Much Better Looking .

And to quote Weiqing

He was unbearably handsome, for a 6 year old.
All quite disconcerting.



Saturday, June 13, 2009

Razor TV makes me rather nauseous.

I sincerely hope, that if ever i should appear on video, i would never ever sound like that.

Second thoughts, it makes hilarious viewing.

Tuesday, June 09, 2009

FEDERER, and Being Almost 16

Oh. OHohoh.

Words mean nothing now, because everyone who actually reads the papers probably already know. Already read. Already feel his brilliance.


Sports is so unpredictable, who knew Nadal No 1 In The Whole World wouldnt make it into the finals? WHO KNEW THE FEDERER WHO LINGERS IN OUR HEART AS THE CUTELY GIRLISH TENNIS STAR WOULD WIN HIS FIRST FRENCH OPEN?

Who would have thought? (:

Oh *gasp* Federer.
Im so proud of you.

Oh, the happiness, the joy.

*Spins and twirls in euPHOria (courtesy of Vanes) for a while*


Another phenomenon has grabbed the youth population. From High School Musical, to Vampires With Beautiful Eyes That Go 'SAY IT', to the strange Hannah Montana Dance.

Keep seeing people Popping It and Locking It and its slightly crazy.

Just for the record, my very own sister is boucing along to the song, happily Countryfing It, and hahaha Jia En spent her time in front of the computer learning it.

And Nat knows it, and Mun Foong, and get this HUAI CHYN. (YAY SEE) Damn, thats like almost everyone.


Its all madness. (S'not as easy as it looks either. The movie is real misleading.)

Plus, I realise im almost 16, now.

And it quite scares me. I reckon its because i do not FEEL like a 16 year old at all. Its all quite surreal, and creepy.

Its feels sort of like, i have to find myself soon because im growing up too fast for myself. Its confusing me.

But then again, im confused by loads of thing.

Life in general confuses me.
Why we even exsist confuses me.

Why we spend out years studying about the Sine and Tangent and THEN add COs infront of everything and learn those as well confuses me.

Why we mug our brains out learning things that we will forget completely once we finish school confuses me.

Why some people are just so brilliantly intelligent and some people are just never good enough confuses me.

Why some people are beautiful, and some just unpleasant looking confuses me.

How much happiness means in a person's life confuses me.

What we live for (Is it to make others smile? Is it to enjoy oneself, and merely cruise through life? Is it to make the best of your talents? Then what of it? Is it to be as happy as you can be? Is it to achieve something? Is it to meet your soulmate? It is to reproduce and populate?), confuses me.

How much we should trust our own decisions and how far unconditional obedience to our parents stretches confuses me.

Independance, confuses me.

The inequality of life confuses me.

Being confused about everything confuses me as well.

Life is confusing, a huge paradoxical enigma.
The absurd perplexities we encounter, its not gonna end.

Then i think, maybe thats what we live for. And finally we go right down to the roots of all the ambuguity and anarchy of life, and find God.

And then i remember that life is perhaps worth living after all.

"Tried to be perfect

But nothing was worth it

I don’t believe it makes me real"

-Pieces. Sum 41
(I think this song is brilliant. Nat sent it to me, and i love it)