Here's something to put a little smile on you. :D

I feel whiny. Theres so much whine in me that I can probably add another chapter to the book of Lamentations.

Well, why so? Not because we lost in the finals of the Super Captain's Ball game, but because I feel that I am the cause of it. Ever get that feeling?

We lost because of an own goal. And that own goal was because someone passed the ball back to the goalkeeper. And that own goal was conceded because the goalkeeper wasn't paying attention for a split second. And guess who's the goalkeeper?

I could have just paid attention to that back pass for the second, I could have been a little faster, I could have... there's no use saying all these now, is there? Games are won and lost because of a single mistake. A wrong move is sometimes all you need to lose a war.

However, it is ultimately still a game. And in a game, there are winners and there are losers. We just got onto the losing end, its not life and death. Anyway, kudos to Region D for playing so well. Despite the mistake, I must say I enjoyed the game very much.

In a bid to relief myself of the whiny attitude, I went with some friends to watch Transformers 2, again. And that scene when Megan Fox held a bouquet of flowers and wearing a little white dress to send Sam off to college and they hugged each other, I think every straight man in the movie theatre must have went "Dang, I wish I was Sam..." Even if it actually means having to constantly run for your life and going through countless times of near death experiences.

And, SINCE WHEN CAN A TRANSFORMER TRANSFORM INTO HUMAN?!?!?! Obviously someone has been watching too much of Terminator...

Anyway, whoever you are, thanks for having the patience to listen/read through my whining. I feel much better now.

I think I should game less for the next week and start writing those model compositions for primary school kids who are learning creative writing. I tell you, kids nowadays are so well educated that they are learning hyperbole in primary school! I seriously don't remember myself even getting close to that word when I was in primary school.

I got a Quickening chain of 21 hits that dealt over 69000 damage!! Muahahaha, I'm so proud of myself. :P

Sorry, thats what happens when you play FFXII for 10 hours straight.

Anyway, its fun to sit in a car with a friend who passed his driving licence just 4 days ago.

Situation 1:

"Turn here."

"Okay..."

Mounts curb.

"..............."

"Sorry."

Situation 2:

*Driver staring at fuel gauge*

"My tank is going to run dry soon..."

"Keep your eyes on the road and top up the petrol later."

*Topped up fuel at petrol kiosk*

*Driver staring at fuel gauge, again*

"Wow, the meter is above the 'full' mark! It feels so awesome!"

"Please keep your eyes on the road for goodness sake."

"If you had a choice, would you choose to leave the Matrix or stay in the Matrix?"

"I'll stay in the Matrix."

"Why? Don't you want to have FREEDOM??"

"Well... you get your FREEDOM... then what?"

Besides, who said it was freedom after you exit the Matrix anyway...

Everyone knows reality is always harsher than dreams.

Woo hoo~ Happy Father's Day!



Still in time, eh?

"So which course are you taking up in NTU?"

"English Literature."

I can SO predict whats coming next.

"Oh, thats nice. What are you going to do next time(after graduation)?"

I get this all the time. ALL THE TIME.

"Well, probably anything that has to do with the English language."

I only wished it was THAT simple. I'll be glad if I don't end up being a security guard and give tuition part time.

"Nice nice. So you are going to be a teacher next time?"

I already knew it was coming to this. I sometimes think that MOE hired all these people undercover so they can influence us like this.

"Yeah, maybe. Thats going to be pretty cool."

I sometimes think that we must all be mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.

-Dr. Seward in Dracula

Perhaps the mad ones are us, suppressing ourselves, making ourselves do the things that we do not want to do. Maybe we are the reason those in asylums are laughing, and we just simply lock them up because we cannot accept this. It is not the norm. But then again, who said what was the norm?

P.s.y.c.h.o.a.n.a.l.y.s.i.s. 2 more months.

Id.

Ego.

Super-Ego.

Freud.

Not now. Not now.

Haha.

The judge was disbelieving.

"He needs to be trained," the father admitted finally and dropped his demand for twenty rupees for his son, "but that is why he will come cheap. And in puddings there is nobody to beat him. He can make a new pudding for each day of the year."

"What can he make?"

"Bananafritterpineapplefritterapplefritterapplesurpriseapplecharlotteapplebettybreadandbutterjamtartcaramelcustardtipsypudingrumtumpuddingjamrolypolygingersteamdatepuddinglemonpancakeeggcustardorangecustardcoffeecustardstrawberrycustardtriflebakedalaskamangosoufflélemonsoufflécoffeesouffléchocolatesoufflégooseberrysouffléhotchocolatepuddingcoldcoffeepuddingcoconutpuddingmilkpuddingrumbabarumcakebrandysnappearstewguavastewplumstewapplestewpeachstewapricotstewmangopiechocolatetartappletartgooseberrytartlemontartjamtartmarmaladetartbebincafloatingislandpineappleupsidedownappleupsidedowngooseberryupsidedownplumupsidedownpeachupsidedownraisinupsidedown-"

"All right. All right."

- The Inheritance of Loss, Kiran Desai

I skipped the whole chunk when reading, only caught every word while copying it into this box. AND IT WASN'T EASY COPYING IT.

On a side note, I must really stop all these short term romances with the stray cats. Its not helping with the guilt that keeps haunting me, like a ghost trapped within the skeleton of my body, slowly becoming one with it.

But then again, I always can't stop myself from giving that pat on the head, and that little stroke below the chin. So let the ghost become one with me, perhaps when it does, then it can be freed.