Haiyaa...

It's completely dumb to rip off 2 of XiaXue's sponsors just because of her post on toilets for the handicapped, which completely makes sense to me.

You do not come up to me and tell me that toilets meant for the handicapped are ONLY meant for the handicapped.

It's already stated in CLEAR print that priority is given to the handicapped IF they are THERE and want to USE the toilet.

Suppose there's not a single person on a wheelchair in the toilet?
Picture this; a long line of ladies rubbing their thighs together in attempt to stop the pee flow and ALL the cubicles are taken up, EXCEPT the bigger one.

So... we're supposed to like, keep that one empty?

How many times a day do we actually SEE a person on a wheelchair wanting to use the toilet? Once a day? Maybe less?

Isn't it a damn shame to see such a huge cubicle being used only once a day?
What about those with children? Aren't they not spared from being accused of using the larger cubicles?

In RP, we have so many toilets for the handicapped, and people who use it the most are the cleaners. And no one's complaining.

SO WHAT'S THE BIG ISSUE HERE!?

Bloggers here are in danger.
We can no longer blog about how we feel anymore.
It's ridiculous.

A year ago I used to hurl vulgarities at people in school, teachers, parents, on this blog and I got away scot-free, even when they knew.

And THIS year,
a JC student got into trouble with the law for calling her teacher names, which weren't even in obscenities.

Blogging is no longer an outlet of expression.
It is not OURS anymore.
It's the gah-ment's property.
Everything is the gah-ment's property.
The gah-ment regulates whatever's written on OUR online diary.
Even if it's OUR online diary.

Sadness.

It's dreams like these.

"I was in a children's bookshop browsing books, the pet's section.
I came across 'How Danny the Dog made Love'.
I opened the book, and became a character inside.
Now what Danny looked like, was actually:
Triumph, the Insult Comic Dog.
I was unfortunately, Danny's brother.

Now the 2 of us have a problem with our sexuality.
We were trying to find out if we were female or male.
Our parents were an old English couple btw.
We had problems trying to consult our parents cuz they were always bickering.

So the setting was this:
Because the 2 of us annoyed them, by trying to ask them about our sexuality, we were quarantined in different rooms in this huge but rather empty house. Danny managed to creep out. He AGAIN wanted to ask our parents whether he was male or female. He looked for them.

Alas, they were in the living room downstairs fucking vigorously. Or rather, they Looked like they were fucking vigorously. The mother was masturbating and the father was rubbing his couch on some dusty couch, although they were on top of each other.

Danny tried to distract them by shouting, with no success. Keep in mind that I was still in my own room, and I haven't seen my brother for a long time.

Danny laid an egg, which floated and landed on the railing. It broke and started cooking on the parquet floor. No success. Disappointed, Danny tried to barge into my room but was locked. BUT After finally crashing in, the 2 of us looked at each other, stunned, and miraculously morphed into twins, pretty twins.

We both became chicks with dicks.
And we sat on top of each other and .. started making gay love."

THE END.

There are several factors contributing to this weird dream.
1) I just read n-na's blog, which talked about Triumph the dog.
2) I've been listening to Massive Attack's album, "Danny the Dog".
3) I've read "Nudity in Art" at Borders a few months back. (which explains the old English couple)
4) I've been reading "Pretty Face", a manga with a complex plot of how a man had to go through plastic surgery cuz of an accident, and the surgeon accidently morphed him into the man's crush. The crush had a twin sister. You can picture the confusion, or just read it.
5) Kiat has been calling Nel "Egg", cuz Nelson Tan sounds like "Niao shen dan", bird lay egg =/

We are meant to laze on a Sunday.

Things to do on a Sunday:
1) Play games.
2) Talk to your cat.
3) Spend a whole 10 mins just twirling your phone on the table and doing nothing else.
4) Read manga.
5) Attempt to disturb your siblings by climbing into their room via the 2nd storey ledge, and trying not to fall off.
6) Lie beside the pond and look at fish.
7) Just listening to House/Trance and observing synth/bassline patterns.
8) Trying not to sleep in the day.
9) Laughing at people on Friendster.
10) Reflecting on human behaviour.

Yeah I found the RP students' database with EVERYONE's photos.
Even more fun than Friendster.

Varying commitments = lack of updates.
No. 1 priority is music production now, so I won't be updating that much =)

Hahahah..

What Friendster photos mean.

Making use of Simology.

The very reasons why I don't fit with most people is because:
I'm sort of "grouchy", according to Sim terms, meaning that I'm not... nice.

Based on personal observation, I've been an outcast for many years because my form of humour is uncommon humour. In fact, nothing surprises me any more. Typical "fun" teenage behaviour does not amuse me most of the time. Everything in this world is just too normal.

Simology. "Grouchy". Takes equal pleasure in laughing at people as much as NICE people joking to others. I like to laugh at people. I like to insult people. I don't give a shit about "How would you like it if they did the same thing to you?". It's all in the name of MY "fun".

So many people are sheep. Sheep which are as blind as bats.
There are so many things in this world which I wish to change, instead of living with it, like sheep do.

He is at Yio Chu Kang.
My house is near Yio Chu Kang.
He's at someone else's house though.
Sad.

my brother is fucking retarded.

He's the only person I know of who doesn't give a shit how good he looks on camera. But then again, isn't that an admirable trait?

Long gone are the days when I can't be bothered to look presentable on camera (hence you realise I lack photos from pri/sec sch days?). When I all I wore were big Ts and berms. When I never bothered to smile. When I was determined to look as shitty as possible. When I didn't give a shit about my complexion/hair.

If life was reverted back to THAT stage, I'll save a hell lotta time. No need to freshen up everytime before I go out. No need to exfoliate 3 times a week. No need to take all that 3-step skin care rubbish.

Yeah, and I'll look like:

goodlord
Just like the way I looked 2-3 years ago.

No wonder I didn't have so many friends lah!

The world is superficial anyway!
1) Guys would wanna get associated with pretty gals cuz they wanna get tits, pussies and booties with a pretty face as a plus bonus.
2) Girls would wanna get associated with pretty gals cuz they wanna get the same attention from guys!

Look at Friendster!
All those ah lian kAwaIix` nEhhzzx get like, 1200+ friends even though they're as intelligent as a pile of rocks.
And all I have is 100+ friends =(

Only after I changed my display pic to this hi-contrast photoshop pic, I've been having like, 200+ pageviews a month!

WOW!

If I used the previous pic of myself 2-3 years ago, I'll prolly have like less than 40 pageviews a month or something!

I started getting "hihi wanna be frenZzzxx" messages from people!


"i like to fuck attractive girls so I hope we can be friends first, and fuck soon after."



"HIHI I'M A PUSSY LOVER AND I LOVE TO TYPE IN CAPS. HOPE YOU HAVE A TIGHT PUSSY FOR ME TO FUCK EVEN THOUGH I'M ONLY 14."



Yes, I want to make a friend too, but why must make a friend together?




Imagine the massive amount of time saved if I went back to my old look.
-sigh-

Anyway, school reopens tomorrow for the 2nd Semester.
I got like, 3.7 for my GPA =(
Sure cannot make it to Honours Roll (top 5%) lah!
So much for grades.

My new class is PC0104 btw.
I'm looking for a partner to lame with me in Block C,
so if you're interested, please PM me!