Sunday, August 29, 2004

Tummy Bug ...

My tummy bug,
Now on the rug,
Tis funny but it isnt true...
The real ordeal,
Is that my every meal,
With my tummy bug is in the loo.

When all had seemed quiet,
My gut went on riot,
Reminding me of my abuse...
Now flat is my fat,
One could be glad of that,
But my pants have all become loose.

It could have been worse,
This gastrical curse,
Could have left me in my grave...
But lucky for me,
My bug's jamboree,
Only left my tummy concave.

Tuesday, August 24, 2004


This is the monster of a pufferfish (we called him Puff The Magic Fish That Lived By The Sea) that we stumbled across during the weekend away at Copacabana. I realise the resolution isnt that good. Please work with me. See that blob in the middle? Imagine spikes protruding all over it, then imagine two hollow eyes staring sullenly at you with its half despairing half anguished scowl. Thats Puff The Magic Fish That Lived By The Sea for you. He was about the length of my foot, maybe longer. Im bad at making metric estimates. Sorry. :p

Sunday, August 22, 2004

Re O Bama...

Re O Bama
Re I Koba
Naong tsa go Jesu

Lo lorato
Le legolo
Naong tsa go Jesu

O boitshepo, boitshepo
O boitshepo, boitshepo
O boitshepo, boitshepo
O kwana . . .

- Chris Tomlin :: We Fall Down (translated to Setswana) -

Saturday, August 21, 2004

Who am I?

Do I hate fighting with people or letting them down because I truly love them.....or because they always reveal truths that I dont want to hear?

Am I really as bad as they say I am?

I cant bear it. My heart is breaking again.

My pitiful (r)age...

What is all the hype of turning 20/21? It is a pitiful age to be in. An in betwen neither-here-nor-there age where you're still only the immature teenager but a couple of days older. But with the age comes expectations that unfortunately cannot be fulfilled.

"You're 20 and should know better.....act like an adult....no longer young...". Can I just say that this is UTTER BULLSHIT. What they think just because we turned a golden age that suddenly out from the cosmos God downloaded a program into our sinful beings - "How To Be An Adult Now That You Are One And Everyone Expects You To Know Every Friggin Nonsense They Know Even Though Theyre Friggin Twice Your Age".

When do we even start learning proper values that are attached to common sense? Prolly from the age of puberty ie 12 maybe 14 onwards. Which gives us 6 years to have a cramming session of how to act and what to say and how to think and all the bullshit generic nonsense that society expects of you. WHAT THE HELL. Who was the idiot that said 20 was the age where you become an adult? You dont bloody become an adult until you bloody turn one. Age and time are not constraints to how much one would have learnt in their life time.

So maybe Im arrogant to say things like this. But if arrogance is every mans excuse for being politically incorrect then I dont want to be a part of a society that thinks adulthood is nothing but being a suck up. I will have none of that nonsense in MY life. When I work and live in MY house and build MY family, I will have nothing so traumatising as hard thick lines full of unfair expectations.

Why should I conform to society's views of what and when an adult should be?

Isn't trying enough?

Why dont you just stab me and fling me off a rooftop into a floating mass of zombies. Will I be adult enough for you then? Bastards.

Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Uneventful...

Its just another one of those days where you feel infinitely uncomfortable and you begin to wonder if you should just stay home and sleep.

Sunday, August 15, 2004

Life Motto in a Song....?

Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh myself to sleep
It's my lullaby
Sometimes I drive so fast
Just to feel the danger
I wanna scream
It makes me feel alive

Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please

To walk within the lines
Would make my life so boring
I want to know that I
Have been to the extreme
So knock me off my feet
Come on now give it to me
Anything to make me feel alive

Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
I'd rahter be anything but ordinary please.

Let down your defences
Use no common sense
If you look you will see
that this world is this beautiful
accident turbulent suculent
I'm feeling permanent
No way I won't taste it
Dont wanna waste it away

Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh my self to sleep
It's my lullaby

Is it enough?
Is it enough?
Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please

Is it enough?
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.


-Avril Lavign :: Anything But Ordinary-

Thursday, August 12, 2004

*cough cough*

*munches on some candy coated chocolate coated peanuts and thinks about what to write*

Hmmm....I got my bike 2 days ago. It's killing my legs. There could be several possible consequences to this:

1) I will have trim and atheletic legs
2) I will have bulgy, ugly vericose veined legs

and in the long run, I wont be suprised if I get arthritis from all that pumping.

I also went for a job interview yesterday afternoon at Nudie juices. I think it went quite well although the thought of it is slightly intimidating. I guess I gotta start getting used to the fact that my actions will have its consequences not only on myself but the company and all of its employees. At the end of the line, responsibility is responsibility. Sigh. How blind I was. Anyways. It should be an interesting experience. Can't say Im looking forward to it....can't say Im dreading it either......i like the thought of the added cashflow... hehe.... anyways. I'll find out tommorow.

Im sick again. Although not as bad as during AnCon week. Must have been the sleeping with Werolyn ;p lol.

I've got a ton of work to do. I should get started.

Sunday, August 08, 2004

im back!

Just got back from Copacabana Beach. I went for a couple of days with my Bible Study Group. It was SO fun!! hehehe....we played Take 2 alot... and ate alot and watched movies and general chit chat. It was great :) Really glad I went. Kinda sorry that my whole weekend is gone, but I feel that it was a really interesting trip. :)

Tet got me a ring for my birthday. Its got the words "Tet" and "2 Cor 4" engraved on it. Im so happy!! ^^ Its exactly what I wanted...hehehe. Very proud of it....cant get over it. ehehehe.

Church today...Gonna find out more about the laws of Leviticus. Should be interesting...hoping that Ying will explain one ambiguous part of the reading to us today :p

JARS OF CLAY ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!! ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3

kthxbailol.

Thursday, August 05, 2004

Hainabe Renmai...


I found it!! The name of the anime I was looking for!! Don't you just love the drawing?? I read up on it... apparently its music score is really good. But the story-line is abit blazeh. This coming from someone who is a DVD critic and who thinks Evangelion did a poor job of creating its own religion icons. So....taking his critique with a pinch of salt. Other reviews thought that the rest of the series could go really far. But it didnt score well in terms of extras. Ah well. Anyways.... its in my wishlist now ^^

Tuesday, August 03, 2004

Obladi Oblada...

I'm in one of those moods. I feel like chatting to someone over the net but of course there isn't anyone to chat to. Only my 3kg Microbiology book to keep me company. Sigh.

I have absolutely no thoughts to spew out. I just felt like....saying something. Like talking rubbish. I know talking rubbish is such a bimbo thing to do but I just felt like it for some reason. Lets go through a list of things I hate about myself. Hm. Too personal.

I can't find Mel Ho's blog. There used to be a link on Dan's page but its gone missing.

God answered my prayers for a bike. I found someone as short as me, selling his/her bike (i dont even know!) This person is in melbourne though, so I have to wait till Monday (9/8) to call up the person and hopefully take a look and hopefully get the bike by next week so i can start thinking about getting a computer. Haha. Major material upgrade. :p

Having second thoughts about getting a job. Math is yet again proving to be a formidable foe.

What could be better?

What could be better than walking?
A bike.

What could be better than chocolate?
Chocolate ice-cream/Hot chocolate (depending on the weather).

What could be better than being the smartest person in the world?
Not being paralysed.

What could be better than being the richest person in the world?
Not being a computer geek (hahaha joking). . .
Maybe knowing that the people whom you meet really like you for who you are and not because you hold such influential power or because you're only destined to live (max) for another 30 years or so.

What could be better than having a relationship with God?
Although subject to much debate...the answer would have to be, absolutely nothing.

There are some things money can't buy.
For everything else is infintely temporary.