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»First post in a long while~
Wednesday, 30 May 2012

This is odd ain't it? Haven't blogged in quite a while. Lol, my views have gone straight down to shit. Ah well, doesn't matter. It feels nice to write again, but I have absolutely no motivation for this. No inner conflict, no drama (not much anyway). Feels like one of those calm before the storm periods. Might as well enjoy while it lasts. Hi, if you happened to highlight thi.

Started playing League of Legends with Fluffy and Hui Xuan. Sometimes I feel a bit sorry for Fluffy, she constantly ends up being the one stuck in between whenever the both of us flare. And we flare quite often. I suppose it's because we're both people who are used to having others back down when we flare but flaring at each other usually makes the other even more aggressive. Gotta keep that in check.

I've been a lot more loose with my emotions lately and to be honest, it's quite refreshing. I can see why people choose to do things like Radical Honesty now. But I don't think I could live like that, being completely honest. I lie a lot as it is for convenience. But it would be a lot more interesting to be completely honest, wouldn't it?

Kind of weird but I'm starting to sink into the role of being a senior again. Being a sec 1 in CGS is quite a trying experience actually, constantly having to bow your head to almost everyone you see, so many unwritten rules. But when you're out, you can see why your seniors were so touchy about it in the first place. It's almost like a rite of passage, you're paying your dues, you know?

Hopefully, I won't get ditched at the BBQ like almost every other time I've tried to organise this sort of thing otherwise I will put someone's head through a wall :D

Not that this GIF reflects my emotions or anything. Not at the moment anyway. It represents me 90% of the time, just not now.

words spilled @ Wednesday, May 30, 2012 / leave goosebumps here

»Oh dear, I'm falling into line
Wednesday, 2 May 2012

It's funny really. No matter how hard you resist, eventually you become exactly what you despise. And I sound exactly like an angsty teenager. Hrm. I'll save the regrets for later.

So, the sec ones are annoying me. Their PBL emails are really going overboard. Neon colours? Okcan. Blue words  highlighted in blue? Maybe their screens are different. But faking an urgent announcement to catch attention? Nope, you crossed some mighty big lines there, buddy. 

So Wei Yee sent out an email telling them to cut it out. Obviously, the message didn't get through since they continued with the sending us retarded emails while acting cute -.- 

Since the Wei Yee's email obviously didn't get through to them, I sent out another more strongly worded one again. And some asshat of a sec one replies me with what is basically:

And I'm fuming mad. I want to kick her in her bratty little face of hers, seriously. If I ever happen to see her, I swear, I can and WILL high kick her to the ceiling fan.But of course, being the wonderful person that I am, I apologise to her for 'hurting her feelings' by using this gif: 
Sorry? Is it cause he's black? IS YOOSE RACIST WIMMINZ? GET BACK IN KITCHEN, SINCE YOU HAPPEN TO BE LIVING IN THE 50S THEN. Sigh. I'd write more but I can't seem to get into the zone to write :/ Even the GIFs seem out of place. You can read the full-fledged anger filled one on Wei Yee's blog linked up there ^ Or even in the Meet Somebody tab.

So I was damn tired last night after trying to force myself to do jianbaos (failed miserably, in case you were wondering). I go to sleep and then some fucker calls me at bloody 4am. 

Three times.
In a row.
At 4am.

How did I know he was drunk? Because on the third time he called, I picked it up and asked him who he was and why the heck he was calling me at that ungodly time. And he slurred out "Uh....oh sorry."

He sounded like my fuckhead of a father, which certainly doesn't help.

So I hung up and ranted on twitter. After a while though, I had an idea.
When my MYEs are over, I'm gonna stay up damn late. Like 3 am late.
Then I'm gonna sneak out to a public phone and call him. Repeatedly.
See how he likes that shit.

words spilled @ Wednesday, May 02, 2012 / leave goosebumps here