foreword

If you’re reading this you probably already know that, since almost none of the people I know like Celery in the first place. Not even a neutral stance. Well I usually dump a load of them into my salads, and they give a nice taste that complements everything else that I dump in.

Basically I got bored from studying and decided to make myself eat an entire stick of celery on its own to see how that felt like. And let me tell you, it doesn’t really feel good.

You know the sparklers that we play with during Chinese New Year or Mid-Autumn Festival? It’s like I lit one in my mouth and left it there till the sparkling stopped, then proceeded to wipe it on my tongue – minus the pain from the heat of course.

In other words, bleah.

(… I should be studying. Goodbye.)

I used to change templates every other month when I was using Diaryland (oh the memories, hahahahahaha), because the html on it was pretty simple, and it was really flexible!

And then I moved on to WordPress, which is a totally awesome platform – except for the templates portion. For one thing the designs that people have put up for it aren’t really to my taste, and I just wasn’t at the php level of html editing. So when I finally found the template, it stuck from the beginning till now.

Then I was studying and decided to take a little break (which is why I shouldn’t study with the internet within reach) and suddenly chanced upon this little design and I’m quite liking it! Tweaked it here and there, and things seem pretty alright so far. I might just keep this for quite a while.

AND. Please check out the ‘customise’ link on the left, you can change the colour scheme of this thing!!! So exciting.

Okay back to studying. After I get me a Kopi.

They’re staging Lion King in Singapore!!!!!!

They’re staging Lion King in Singapore!!!!!!

They’re staging Lion King in Singapore!!!!!!

They’re staging Lion King in Singapore!!!!!!

Have you heard?

They’re staging Lion King in Singapore!!!!!!

So I was walking Rocky this morning when I stumbled upon this:

You know how there are days when it seems like everything is just screwing up? It’s like another monthly, except you don’t just feel fucked up, things are actually fucked up. Comes just as often, too, if not more.

However it is at these times where I allow myself to get a little morbid (well, more than usual).

It could’ve been worse – the perfect mantra as a remedy. It makes me feel just that little bit better.

I now also know what it’s like to have to work to pay off debts – it’s not a great feeling at all. I wonder how people can spend their entire lives doing that – then again, it’s not like we really have a choice. But I don’t like that feeling.

I’m never getting a car. Not in Singapore, anyway.

You were standing right there, waiting for me as I walked out of the room, your intrepid gaze unwavering as I tried to ignore your presence. I turned my back towards you. All I was chanting to myself was a rhythmic “I shouldn’t… I can’t. I can’t do this, not to myself” as I tried to repel your piercing aurora, but I just could not stop thinking about you. My friends walked towards where you were and I had no choice but to follow, one hand in my pocket, fingers wrapped around some loose change. As if someone had thrown a loop around me, I somehow drifted closer to you. Taking a deep breath, I stood face-to-face in front of you, raised my hand such that my finger, hungry with desire, almost grazed your glossy exterior…

And then I pulled myself away from the Nescafe 3-in-1 coffee machine. An amazing triumph for the day!

So I also cut my hair today, and let me tell you – it is a wonderful thing to be able to actually feel your scalp when you wash your hair. Like… Wow. My head is actually there, under that grotesquely monstrous mass of hair. Although it was only after I had it cut did I realize that it resembled something people would call… Emo. My main concern however is all the potential (extra) little islands it might cause to sprout on my face.

But now that I’m actually closer in spirit with the perimeter of my skull, when I look in the mirror I feel that if I ever shaved my head, I’d look like a bean. A soy bean (which, by the way, is bad for you).

Which would then mean I’ll never shave my head.

One word: Wow.

China’s 60th Anniversary National Day from Dan Chung.

Today I was just minding my own business after (a very filling) dinner, and I decided to log in to flickr to check out random pictures for inspiration. This was what greeted me:

So at first I was just going,”Well I have a few friends who can do ‘lol-speak’, haha!” and then I got a bit curious, wondering what unlucky place would have a language called lolspeak.

So I wiki-ed it.

…after which I knocked myself on the head for for the cat-killing (no pun intended) curiosity. However if you’re feeling a little bored you should check out a bit of the lolcat bible translation project – if you’re into Southpark-ish humour this should keep you quite occupied!

Besides causing intoxication (of the happy sort), alcohol does something else very well that is true to its nature.

It burns, very effectively. My pocket, I mean. Not that I’ve spent a lot on it, but all it takes is an occasion or two to wipe out the dollars saved on other stuff.

I shall hereby state in writing that I will not spend on alcohol (unless it’s below $6nett – the cost of a Starbucks coffee) for this entire month. Let’s see how long I can hold out for.