Hello! Today is Izwan's birthday.. so wei jian and i got him a little something. i hope he likes it.. i've never known anyone to say no to good perfume and i'm in no hurry to break my record.. but we'll see..It was kind of cute actually..We gave him David Beckham's instinct ( the perfume.. hey! we're nice people!). I'll be honest.. i never even knew the guy to have a perfume brand.. but i mean whatever... i hope he likes it..
okay... this is the 50th post. not bad considering the countless sacrifices i've had to make.. tee hee.. anyway... things are getting really annoying now... whatever i do seems to reach the doctor directly.. i really hope i won't become a Rebel without Cause...(in case you didn't know, that's a title of a movie)... well, whatever..it's really irritating.. oh and for the first time in ages, i actually did my hindi homework! woohoo! but you have no idea how bloody stupid the whole thing is.. there are TWO comprehension passages about some dead guy(why can't people let dead people RIP? i mean, they're dead.. so let them stay that way...)and then there are like TWO bloody compositions. like they're going to help me when i face gunpoint.. right like i'm going to tell a crazy maniac about Gandhi and his non-violence. Bollocks! oh speaking about crazy maniac, i watched The Number 23. It was kinda psychotic yet really cool at the same time. it was a bit spooky.. but i'm not going to write anything in here cuz 1) i have no idea what to write and 2) i'll spoil everything if you were deciding to watch it. i'm nice in that way... hee hee..
the number 23.
Hello People!
oh and btw, i got a pic to show you guys.. it's super scary..it's this guy called Joseph Carrey Merrick who was born in Leiceister on 5th August 1862. He was called the Elephant Man and this is seriously how he looked like. His mother died causing his father to remarry. His stepmother sent him away because of his deformity and he remained unemployed for the better part of his life until he died in 11th April 1890. He actually worked in a freak show..But the thing that really struck me about this man was that he was so deformed and yet he lived for like 28 years.it is said that after he was hospitalised for bronchial infection, he became a favourite of Queen Victoria and after he was discharged, he wanted to go back to the hospital to look for a blind woman who would not be afraid of his appearance.I can't say anymore about this cuz the bell's going to ring.. i'll write again tommorow..
5:56 PM.
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Exam starts in four days.. All you have to do is pass.. Seriously and of course not end in Woodbridge doing all those revisions for Chemistry. And after that it's fun fun fun! Sleepovers galore!!! But first we must get through the hell that is known to mankind as examinations. Good Luck people! Cram sessions with all those cups of dark coffee and those trips to the Mac have just GOt to pay off! and i'm hoping to get at least a B for A Math. The rest.. i'll deal..
And these of course are my replies to whatever crap anyone wrote:
(gosh.. what the hell is wrong with you people? i mean seriously... mythili you are lame??? hello? what is this? kindergarten? i mean come on.. i would have laughed at you jill but honestly, i just can't find the right tonsils for this having ground my teeth for quite some time now trying to stop myself from strangling you without having to go to juvie.. and who the hell is this anon person anyway? i mean he obviously can't be someone with the dictionary since he/she can't even spell the damn word... God! this thing is making me go bloody mad! i mean what a pile of bollocks! and shawn you've got your blooming chocolates.. so leave it at that.. jaslyn, i'll get you chocolates once i come into some cash and you come into my view which could be anytime from jan to dec.. and nikki... Fishes? i thought last time it was some other animal.. i think it was donkeys.. anyway... fishes? And Divya, stop agreeing with whatever people say.. it's not good for health and especially not good for you..dang! and here i was thinking of what sane friends i have.. gosh! looks are deceiving.. Well..)
Bye!
10:20 PM.
" Thursday, April 12, 2007
anyway.. nothing else happened .. so instead of writing anymore crap.. i might as well end off.. So ...
Bye!:)
6:18 PM.
" Sunday, April 08, 2007
it's extraordinary how a simple number like that can be changed into such an unimginable fiasco of certain violence and perhaps the most undiscoved point of the human psychology. it is also the number that has truly fascinated yours truly. As i dwell deeper within the orchestrated walls of the number 23, it becomes suddenly an illusion rather than a childish fascination with the less than ordinary.
I'm not sure where to begin. The movie the number 23 could have triggered a silent plea for more research on my paranoia of the the tune c,f c, e,f,g d,g,dg,f,e,f when played on the piano. Exhausted as i may be, the tune remains in my head following my every step and every little thing that i do. And so does the numbers 32. or 23 reversed. You might think i'm exaggerating and i truly hope i am too( i don't want to end up a murderer).
I keep wondering if the only reason we are put together on Earth is so that we can finish each other off. The wars, riots, murders, suicides, natural disasters... And that on the course of of death, we find love, joy, happiness... Emotions... Everyone knows we're going to die, but not everyone believes it... and somehow i have a strong feeling that if we all believed it, we would live our lives quite differently. The thing is: if we knew what it is to die, maybe we would learn how to live....
If we weren't so sad and gloomy all the time, maybe we'd learn to see the puddles on the ground reflecting the sky. But that would defeat the main purpose of our lives, wouldn't it? If we only thought about how nobody appreciates us, why would we believe someone who truly likes us? ...
The answers to my questions are short but it takes a long time to figure them out. as it does to finally realise that we're going to die.. sooner or later.. anyway...
2:23 AM.
" Tuesday, April 03, 2007
I am beiginning to see the effect of saying absolutely nothing at all to anyone who doesn't seem to grasp the concept of shutting up his big mouth aka big talkers. You save your breath and at the same time, silently conquer all.. it's a good thing that not many people have actually heard of Dale Carnegie. Anyway, on to my studies.. god! the class did so bloody badly for A maths. It was horrible! I wish it would turn out to be just a really really bad dream. But thank god we're going to have a retest. At least i'll be able to do much better than what i did.... oh well...
Time seems to be running out of my hands... it's going by so fast... or maybe it's because i'm so tired and a little worn-out... i feel like sleeping all the time and those stupid pills aren't exactly elavating my situation...
anyway... i gotta go now... got loads to do..
Bye!
