<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:03:18.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day by day -</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-117499780317950665</id><published>2007-03-27T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T06:16:43.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>27/3</title><content type='html'>I need to reorganise my thoughts again before i go crazy. I'm more or less numb to the whole Sec 4 sensation, but the horrible stress that I've been subjected to has caused some really undesirable acne! ohnoes &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm but I just had two burning feelings that i thought i should share here, just some pertinent thoughts. So err without wasting anytime, I'll plunge right into it in a cold and unforgiving manner - Im starting to find that love isn't a fallacy, friendship is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm yeah it might be strange since that statement would pretty much mean the same thing if i put "friendship is a fallacy".  But the first clause brings greater depth to the whole statement; firstly it alludes to the short story "love is a fallacy", and also makes the world seem that much less unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to find that most friends arent planning to stick around when they dont benefit in some way. Yeah sometimes people extend a helping hand when youre in deep shit, but thats probably because they want you to like them/ owe them for that. A good analogy of this is how monkeys scratch each other ('s butt), where usually they scratch another monkey not because they feel the need to be altruistic, but because they understand the concept of delayed gratification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's wrong if people only patronize you for their own benefit? If both parties are happy, why not right. Well if you count that friendship, that kudos to you you're going to have a lot of friends in your life! But what I'm looking for in a friend is someone who sticks with you through thick and thin, not because they like what you can give them but because they like YOU. Perhaps it might just be me, might be im not exactly the most friendable person out there, but so far.. I cant boast the greatest arsenal of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then we look at the other half of the statement "love isnt a fallacy". This really means what it means, so dont want to clarify this one. However, some may fiercely contend this statement. Mostly its by the anti people, emo people or heartbroken people, but this still demands some investigation. What is love? Hmm this is tricky. I see it really as the basis of friendship, the purest form of friendship. No, this doesnt mean im gay, I'm referring to agape love here! &gt;.&gt; To me, perhaps the strongest proof of love or the existence of such relationships is most of the time evident in the family. There are some exceptions, but most of the time our parents look after us without rewards, stick with you through thick and thin not at all beacause of what you can give them, but because they like YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I'm quite delusioned now. Why spend time creating such perceived friendships that are just a facades instead of being with your family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing up is my life plan. Been reading junis blog and he says that by wanting a normal ol' job, we've become tamed, become scared of realizing our dreams. Personally, i do want a common (in the sense of how he defined it) job, something like a buisnessman, accountant, or doctor. What's wrong? Sadly, I'm not the most adventurous of people, i dont have the most high flying of aspirations that can impress anyone. All i want is a comfortable life, a happy family. But putting it like this is understating its difficulty. Will a family become happy by coincedence? I dont think so. Similarly, you wont achieve a dream by coincedence either. Building a happy family may just be as hard as the training anyone puts into achieving his dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause thats my dream too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-117499780317950665?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/117499780317950665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=117499780317950665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/117499780317950665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/117499780317950665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2007/03/273.html' title='27/3'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-117266646126596501</id><published>2007-02-28T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T04:41:01.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>28/2</title><content type='html'>Three cheers for the rain and I've some free time now to blog and once again make sense of everything that has happened. It's the third last day of lesson style school, and I'm really looking to the (cruelly abused) break. They say that in sec 4 you grow numb by term 2 and you can keep running and never falter, and I'm hoping that kicks in sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm already getting kinda numb. I've traded so much for grades, i know that I'm 100% onto my goals and nothing's going to stop me, so much so that it feels like im losing touch with reality, with all the people i used to know, with what makes this right. This better be worth it, I've got my dream of totally rocking chinese (of course not by this year, that wont be a dream anymore and thats not really possible =\) and im working toward it, and even though there will always be hoards of people trying to stop me, trying to hold me back, i know that im going to do it and that i can keep running and running, its okay to scream so long as you keep at the goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as usual I do have my mouthload of things to say about why im pissed off with so many things in life. But all this crap has made me learn how to bite my tongue, you're so pissed but just hold the lips cause you know the tongue is a venom (depending on the user) and can inject a poison so bitterly sweet. It's weird though, Id been relatively successful till today when i dont know why something just stamped on my nerve and what i said were words laced with killed intent and tone.. must be this damn stress getting to my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I also have another interesting topic to discuss (inspired by my chinese compre); time. The is really weird, everyone says that time is the most precious thing to have and that we should treasure it. I can already feel the immense value of time, i understand that when someone spends his time to help you without any expense, i am greatly indebted to him. There is never enough time, i need more and more time and even more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that made me think about what life would be like if i could control time. For one, I'll be able to stay locked in those moments that i wish would last forever (yes ive actually had that feeling before ^^), Id be able to keep reliving those days, those moments that meant so much to me. I'd be god, I'd know everything (just fastforward then rewind, im not saying i can think up imba concepts =\), I'd be able to do anything (even a mountain can be moved if i move it handful by handful for like a million years?) and of course i wont conform to a time frame. That'd be cool o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok i seem to be thinking weird stuff that doesnt seem to pertinent, how annoying. Screw this &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-117266646126596501?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/117266646126596501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=117266646126596501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/117266646126596501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/117266646126596501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2007/02/282.html' title='28/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-116904063529197056</id><published>2007-01-17T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T05:30:35.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/1</title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged lately, sec 4 life has made me more jaded than ever and im exhausted, just decided to squeeze out a little time to blog to come to terms with everything that has happened. And damn, JC people seem overly happy, and sec 4 people seem overly pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First ill start off with another religous point which has been stimulated by junis, that faith is not backed with reason and that it is just blind believing, and thats why he doesnt buy into it. To me, faith isn't blind believing one bit, heck if it was i would have dropped my religon by now, its stupid even to me. But faith is a little different, its belief that is SUPPORTED by reason. You see, you dont have a shred of faith at the start. As you progess and learn about christianity and buy into it, you begin to have a reason to believe in it, thats where faith stems from. And as you grow as a christian and you have more reasons to believe in what you believe, thats where your faith grows strong, you know that not any tom dick or harry is going to topple what you stand for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are the reasons i believe in it? I dont exactly plan on making this long, this isnt exactly a sermon or anything. But i see the bible, its claims, intelligent design, thats enough to keep me going. As i said, i kept it short, so please dont think that my faith rests on those alone. Talk to me if you really wanna know =&lt;br /&gt;Time for some bites on my life. One thing that struck me recently was the whole idea of loyalty. Many people hope for loyalty in a friend, its something that seems to be quite important in the characteristics of a soulmate. But are we really loyal? Perhaps it is time we reflect on this. When people pull us out of deep shit, do we hang around them and make sure we return the favor? Just the little things in life, waiting for a friend to finish eating and not abandoning him, the list runs on. Loyalty is something i hold extremely dear in the traits of my special one, and I'm downright sure that i will reciprocate the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you say that you remember some instance that i was not loyal to you? Well the explaination is simple, youre probably not even my friend. The sad fact is that i dont use "friend" for any random person i talk to on a weekly basis, i dont use "friend" for someone who doesnt give a crap about me even after ive shown care and treated the person as a friend should. No, these people are "acquaintances". The basic reason is because if not, id have too many friends, i actually spend a lot of time and energy on every friend i have, for anyone whom i find has earned my respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to another point. Why does one make friends? As i stated earlier, someone becomes a friend of mine after he has earned my respect, proves that he is worth that to me. But ive noticed, sadly, that this isnt the criteria for most other people. No, many people choose eagerly to try and befriend those who are rich, those who are overachievers, in desperate hope that they will attain some form of gain from them. This really, really pisses me off, if you want to make a friend, do it because of what the person is, not what the person has. And if you really were to do that, he isnt exactly a friend, hes more of a contact, disgusting. But dont get me wrong, it doesnt mean that everyone should not talk to those who are rich or overachievers, hey i can smile and say hey to jeremy ang even if i barely know him. Just dont make it so obvious that youre trying to suck up, because it speaks of scum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sad, it seems that lately a lot of things are pissing me off, i must be growing old =( But the next on the list is, NOISY PEOPLE. Gosh this is like one big pain in the ass. Its at times like these that i remember the all too true proverb, "empty vessels make the most noise". It quite makes sense doesnt it, if you keep talking and talking, youre probably going to run off meaningful things to say anyway, and then youll start talking totally dumb, irrelevant and PISSING stuff which just contributes to the frigging NOISE POLLUTION. Give my ears a break! Its interesting to note that such noisy people are only noisy when they wish to be noticed, and i must say that that is one of the dumbest, most annoying ways to attract attention. If you want attention, accord it to yourself with your disposition, with your elegance, that is so much less painful and so much more sexy &lt;3 Just to disclaim again, when i say "noise", i mean NOISE, as in sound which has no meaning. Remember, the rationale of humans making noises is to communicate a meaning, so if you make a noise and dont communicate anything relevant, it just proves how dumb you are. Its totally cool if what you say is well recieved by your audience, not pissing anyone off, if that is truly you. The pros have the mojo, and if youre a wannabe and dont, keep quiet and watch how its done first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i want to cap off the post with one last idea which struck me, do looks triumph over effort? Many people say effort is better, a minority (hey im in HCI, what do you expect) say looks triumph, so WHAT IS THE ANSWER? Well, since im in the priveledged position of not being forced into a stand, my answer is... BOTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, both. Is that cheating? No. The debatable part of course, is that when i say both, i mean they compliment each other, one being equally important as the other. Synergy, as many call it. But as the looks camp has been attacked quite a bit by my HCI mates, i shall defend it to bring looks on equal importance as effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a hippie says, your hairstyle affects only the first ten minutes of you getting to know someone else. Thats true, but check out the first part! Apparently its "not that important". Ok i just need to lmao at this for a while. So how about first impressions? What if the first ten minutes was the only shot you had at getting to know the special someone you wanted to know? (if you were a nonshit, you probably were impressed by her disposition and elegance above looks) The question is, what happens after that elusive and apparently non important 10 minutes? Apparently, for that statement to have any effect, she must not like you for your apparently bad personality, because if she likes you, then the hair served its purpose right? Soso seriously to me, if you are to turn off the girl, it means that you seriously have a crankly/loser personality, seeing as to how you probably groomed yourself quite well to have styled your hair.  Its the confidence, that burning aura and sexy disposition, that draws everyone in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now theres this extremely vulnerable link, would someone who has groomed himself well not be able to please/have a loser personality? I think not. This is because people who see the need to groom themselves often have come to terms with the importance and basics of social skills, and would probably be well versed in basic conversational skills. And seriously, from personal experience, people who have a basic sense of grooming are often more socially advanced, with of course the little exceptions here and there (junis the convinct lmao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, whats really important is learning to find the PERFECT BALANCE between looks and effort. I do believe that while effort is the basic propelling force to push you up the ranks, looks is what gives you that extra FLAIR that everyone is looking for. This is really short, but the post is really long, and ive got to get back down to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to end off with one last bitchy comment, one day you're going to pay for all those hurtful things you said to me man =) Just as i repay kind deeds, i will repay the pain youve made me feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats just how life is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-116904063529197056?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/116904063529197056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=116904063529197056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/116904063529197056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/116904063529197056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2007/01/171.html' title='17/1'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-116455107300165202</id><published>2006-11-26T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T06:24:33.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/11</title><content type='html'>Was emoing out just now. Its weird, dont normally do that shit, something felt just super wrong.. Anyway was doing the normal, thinking again. I think im weird, tend to think and think about stuff that happened, what i could have done, what i would do if stuff happened to me, and then integrate the choices into my belief system. Still remember the time i came back from msia, spent 2h30mins just thinking and thinking, came back feeling really, clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as i was mulling over my life, i came upon quite an interesting thought- the significance of waiting. Waiting occurs ever so regularly, we often forget of its existence- waiting for your food, waiting for my next supercool blog post, all these can be deemed a wait. Suffice to say, waiting isnt exactly a joyous task that is set upon us. Often times, people get pissed off while waiting, even if not at their expense. Its easy to be pissed off that the bus couldnt come 5 mins earlier, pissed off that you cant fall asleep a bit earlier, this is all human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what happens when youre at expense? Its a little different. (Naturally the expense doesnt encompass time) This is better phrased as "delayed gratification", since i dont think many people would wait at expense for something that would not benefit them. However, this "gratification" often has some elements of doubt to it. Xian Ku Hou Tian - work hard and wait and eventually you will be gratified. Gay canoeing trainings - train hard, spend your time and youthful energy and eventually you will win. Sadly, the world is not such a forgiving place. Does my training hard mean that i will eventually surpass the SJI national canoeists? Im not so sure, and its hard for me to justify the pain i feel as i wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But already, the examples of gratification that i listed earlier are relatively easier to predict- if you study, you should see yourself get smarter. If i train, i can see myself get stronger. But then theres another wicked twist to the human game of wait- when youre not only at expense, but when your gratification that you lean all your hopes on lies in a grey area. As a Christian, i try to live a holy life, keep away from stuff like alchohol and prostitution. But there are always moments where my goal is in doubt, perhaps im not as mature a christian as id like to be, but i have to say that its really hard for humans to believe in something that they cannot understand with their senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do i wait? Delayed gratification might not smile at me, after all. Why not just plunge into a BGR right now, start making love with a girl that i knew i could never marry? Why not commit all the sins ever written in the bible, enjoying my life for every bit of filthy indulgence that i could ever think of? Its ripped from a blog that *alot of people read, but heck. Everytime i feel so dumb, waiting by msn for you to sign on, hoping like a fool. And everytime you sign on, i see myself smiling like a retard, and all the time i wonder, WHATS WRONG WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it, that human weakness. That weird feeling of happiness that washes over me everytime, always leaving my wondering whyd i feel that way, i was feeling so empty a few moments ago. What happened to my resolve to start hating you for making me this shit? Im not so sure anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i know, is that ive made up my mind. Ill wait, cause im a dumb human, a dumb human who lives on hope for that next, elusive high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-116455107300165202?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/116455107300165202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=116455107300165202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/116455107300165202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/116455107300165202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/11/2611.html' title='26/11'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-116324744885764243</id><published>2006-11-11T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T04:17:28.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/11</title><content type='html'>Was thinking about posting a gay pic of an eye with a tear but couldnt be bothered so just pretend its here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i would put some faggy line like "In the whirl of unending darkness, a thread of desperation screams for respite. What do you see?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the biiiiig problem is, there really is nothing to see but an eye with a tear .__. Okay perhaps from the tear you could tell that the person is crying/feelingownt/staring at an onion like a retard, but whats with this miriad of possibilities? The fact is, the eyes alone cannot tell the story, it requires the face and facial features to deliver the package. This is probably most evident in one of mr lee's "killer eye" pictures. If i were to have just photoshopped the eye out and asked people to tell me what they saw, im quite sure the answer would turn out quite differently. Anyway thats just another one of the big misconceptions brought about by all the angsty animes out there =&lt;br /&gt;Hmm anyway since junis kinda asked me to blog, i shall kope his format since it works for what i was intending to post anyway. Just to discuss some observations ive made along this shitty road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are super noisy around eligible girls. Eligible implying that the guy and girl could BGR, considering looks/age and blah. Noisy would mean making unecessary and irrelevant noise which goes to piss everyone off. Im sure that most can testify to this statement, though it sucks that even i have been guilty of this before. Like recently during training i was hanging around the chinup bar after my weights watching my A div seniors doing weights quite quietly. Then this group of acjc girls came along intending to do chin ups (which kinda meant that our team was encircling them) and suddenly the whole group of A div people started becoming SUPER,SUPER noisy especially shawn for those who know him. Like sheesh i was so annoyed after my run and my ears hurt like crap. If you want attention, appropriate it to yourself. DONT PLEA FOR IT. Of course, some people are just naturally noisy all the while, those piss me off all the same. OMS, lern2STFU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANY people have no social sense. This extends to many things - ignorantly making comments which vastly offend others, being unable to decipher whether someone is being serious or not (this one is kinda tricky online, but its possible if one uses this elusive part called the BRAIN) being unable to see the right time to stfu, etc. So many times when chatting people mistake a joke for an offense and are too quick to defend themself - but please look it over and think carefully, is it really that hard? Kram mentions that he was right this happens and so we shouldnt joke anymore (i never heard him say that, or bothered to since he has no social sense in offending others, in which i am all to ready to return the favor)  But please, if we were all to stop scrooing around with each other, life would become hopelessly BORING and DRY. As ive discussed in my previous posts, a real pro PUSHES the envelope, not PIERCE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people overestimate themselves. As one of m2m's songs so aptly put, "talking like you're dangerous, talking like a fool". Know your place, dont talk shit about being powerful,important,pro or dangerous when youre not. If youve earned the right, then fine you can spout all the crap you want and ill suck it up. It pisses me off major when an inferior comes up to me and starts preaching about what to do, ignorantly thinking that hes big and shit. Read- inferior and superior. Thats exactly why coaches are able to maintain respect from those under him, because he was placed in a position of superiority. Can any tom dick or harry just become a coach because he feels like it? Gosh, know your place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being egoistical is not always a bad thing. In fact, i think its pretty much of a plus attribute if applied with healthy amounts of game sense. Many say that egoists rarely know their place, rarely know their weaknesses and have little idea of whats going on. But i beg to differ- i believe that most of the time, when one is egoistical, the person is very well aware of his strengths and weaknesses, which is the reason why he can keep diverting the conversation from his weak points to his strengths and play on them. Note that when i say "ego", i dont mean people who are blatant stuckups. Adding on to that, egostical people are much,much more lively and fun to be with than people who mope around all day, telling others about how they suck and why they are inferior. In discussing strengths, it allows others to rip on you easier, thus resulting in greater bonding! HOOHAH. But this is really tough, it requires the perfect balance to not tip over to being overly egoistical which is seriously annoying. Of all the people i know, a SUPERminute number can pull this off. Oh- and just a side note, when you're being egoistical, PLEASE dont copy other's styles because its dry. Create a style of your own and perhaps you can find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PERFECT BALANCE =o (like 3 people i know have this including me =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-116324744885764243?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/116324744885764243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=116324744885764243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/116324744885764243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/116324744885764243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/11/1111.html' title='11/11'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-115936399594380652</id><published>2006-09-27T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T06:33:16.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>27/9</title><content type='html'>Perhaps "month by month" would be a more apt name for my blog. hmmm =\ Meh anyway exams are coming and i shall destress here ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill start with teasing apart an irrelevant thought that seemed all to pertinent to me during the week - the everpressing question, "if god is all powerful, can he create a rock he cant lift?" Yes, its once again another atheist, god cynic remark which is created by those who simply accept that god exists and thus try in every moment in their life to find minor flaws here and there, keeping their conscience clean in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my answer to this is, if by following the boundaries of the arguement, there are a host of things god cant do that will not affect his ability to be all powerful. What do i mean? Simply, God cannot create a circle which is a triangle, God cannot have dinner before breakfast on the same day, and blah. Is it possible to make a shape with 1 side yet 3 sides? No. Is it possible to eat dinner before breakfast giving the choronological consensus that the three meals are placed in? No. Yet does it imply that he is not all powerful? No. This is because of the definitions that are already tagged to the words used - as clem pointed out the other day, god could change the definition, and thus would be able to do it. However, that would be lame as he could change the definitions of the entire sentence and the whole thing would make no sense. Now, please let me clarify that there is no conflict between the idea of immense weight and rock. Instead, the contradiction appears when god creates the object which is the rock that he cant lift. As god is able to do all things, he is unable to CREATE the rock (not lift it), just as he is unable to create a circle triangle. Hope the argument is closed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok now to something abit more interesting: homosexuality!Now DISTURBINGLY, i was called a gay during school today liekftwlolpwned. Apparently, because i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On good terms with females, yet have no girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Have many diverse male friends, some whom i dont even know o.o&lt;br /&gt;Am very refined/metro&lt;br /&gt;Vocal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore i am homo. Btw this isnt a personal attack just stating the points so chill and no need to violently prove me that im gay again sheesh. Ok first let me make this very clear, elaborate, speltout, apparent, obvious to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good i just detest the idea that people think im homo its seriously disgusting hello?? Ok anyway first, i am on good terms with females because i am vocal/ like it/ like the stuff they do (baking and i think neoprints are nice if in moderation). ++ Not having a girlfriend just means that i have enough foresight and game sense and self control to see where its going to bring me and thus resist =\ Anyway i want to digress a little here theres another slightly interesting thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of having a girlfriend at this age anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never figured. I went to ask some people who have been in a relationship, and the only answer was either a confidant/reallygoodfriend o.o And there are those people out there thinking they need girls for advice (advisory, its somewhere =o) or support. Im not saying any of these expectations from a girlfriend is wrong, but very frankly, i feel that if thats all youre hoping from the relationship, its more of just a very good friendship. Whats the difference? I have some  good friends, who sometimes offer support and other stuff. Something to ponder? Anyway what i really frankly feel, is that all these things that one hopes from his girlfriend can be easily and readily found in ones parent. Confidant? Advice? Support? What better source than your parents? And please, if you only expect to be really good friends in BGR, this society would be a really,really bitter society of "WOAHOMG YOURE CHEATING ON ME" and stuff. No, BGR should be much deeper than just the superficial level of friends and help a friend renders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about me? I think that BGR transcends all the superficial friendships out there, it enters more into the realm of family. Ok this is super subjective again partially because my love style is pragma(pragmatic i should think) - not as cool as those PASSION types but definitely smarter and well, more pragmatic. Due to this way my heart is dictated, i rarely make girl friends, or get close with, people i cant envision as my wife. Ok this really sucks but its kinda real. I dont like hanging around noisy,dumb types - gosh how am i ever going to tell them my feelings? I dont hang around the SUPERIMBA good looking types - wont she get seduced by some SUPERIMBA good looking guy after we're married? Its quite sad, must stem from my being christian and believing that one life one marriage, but nonetheless im happy with the way i am. This way, i dont waste my time creating friendships which would fade away sooner or later and waste all the time i had spent in building it, though of course if there is some hint of gain i might just talk for the kick of it (superbored - often the case, find the person funny or nice) Anyway, i feel that once i reach the BGR stage, i would more or less treat her as my wife (quite screwed up yet again) in terms of love and stuff though not in making out =\. Why take the chance of marrying someone you dont maximum compatibility and risk living with someone you cant stand the rest of your life right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok huge digress. Anyway as you see i have such great plans with the fairer sex there can be no way im homo =) Hmm and i frankly dont see why having diverse friends would make me gay. I think it rather boils down to the X factor (bragbrag XD) - how much you can make that person feel jolted and come back for more. Quite a lot of people with the X factor but shant name any names if not ill be paiseh not to name some right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i leave you with three thoughts, the god paradox, why BGR, and that i am definitely NOT GAY. No need to ponder on the last one, its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres hoping all 2Mers and those who read this blog pwn at EOYEs so that we can celebrate with something kickass again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-115936399594380652?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/115936399594380652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=115936399594380652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115936399594380652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115936399594380652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/09/279.html' title='27/9'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-115875094707402812</id><published>2006-09-20T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T04:15:47.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20/9</title><content type='html'>Ok shall post something before this blog goes so stagnant it starts spewing foul gas! I think quizzes pwn so i shall copy a quiz of junis ^^Ａｎｄ yes im copying his format too cause im too tired to think of something new and cool and i think his way of doing stuff isnt too phail =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Single, taken or crushing?&lt;br /&gt;14, single, proud of it. Since i think crushing is a phail way of saying "i cant differentiate between lust and true love". Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on to my history =\ though im kind of sensitive about it since i reallyreally hate who i used to be in primary school because i think i was super dumb and super no game sense boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, the problem is i think my body is kinda saturated with testosterone so i got myself crushed a gay lot of times in primary school so i shant name any names =) But it kinda compensated over to my secondary school life where now i understand the difference between a crush and true love =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) Are you happy with your life now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes i totally pwn, though slightly overcomitted and tall =&lt;br /&gt;03) When you meet the right person, do you fall in love with her fast?&lt;br /&gt;No, because i wont know till after a long while in which it wouldnt really be counted "fast" =&lt;br /&gt;04) Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;Have felt sad and stuff before, though its rare because i tend not to become very emotionally attached to people im not very close with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) Do you believe there are some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think its cool to cheat, so no. Though partners should remember that sometimes human weakness can sometimes lead to cheating (got seduced =o) without really wanting to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06) Would you take someone back if she cheats on you?&lt;br /&gt;If im married, ill see what she has to say and hopefully make ammends. If we're not, its GOODBYE biotch =) ok perhaps if she had some super good reason like they would make her taller by 10cm if she cheated on me for a day or something then ill consider =&lt;br /&gt;07) Have you talk about marriage with another before?&lt;br /&gt;I guess, though just not directly with a girl what sort of phail topic is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08) Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes i want to have children because one of my aspirations is to populate the world with 2 more tall people. What a noble cause =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09) How many?&lt;br /&gt;As i said earlier, 2. Or perhaps if im that fertile ill have 10 and do an extra favor XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Would you consider adoption?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) If someone likes you right now,what do you think is the best way to let you know her feelings?&lt;br /&gt;Its best not to, since i dont think many girls know me well enough for this feeling of attachment to be true love over infatuation, why get your heart broken just because of some dumb temporary feeling sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you enjoy getting into relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i think friends are great! Just not superficial friends who are so freaking boring. And if this meant BGR i havent gotten into one so i have no idea. Super waste of good chi if you ask me go spend it on your grades nerds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Be honest,what is the furthest you and your ex did?&lt;br /&gt;We set fire to a bank =) No i never got into a BGR before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;No, i think its super dumb, i think "lust at first sight" is more appropriate. Btw to those people who think that love at first sight actually is true, i do consent that though there is a SUPER small percentage that actually works out by just the first meeting, the love is usually built on the lust which fades off once a close relationship is established. This is extremely rare as the first bridge was based upon lust, and thats realllyyy tricky =&lt;br /&gt;15) Are you romantic?&lt;br /&gt;Duh i think that romantic dinners and walks by a snowy path are sweet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you believe you can change someone?&lt;br /&gt;Well, my persuasive skills are quite on par so it usually isnt a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) If you could get married somewhere, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Erm a fairytale wedding would be cool. Or like at a romantic place by the seaside XD (got the idea from this couple taking their wedding photos at KALLANG. roflrofl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you easily give in when you are fighting?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on what im fighting for, if it means something to me or people who mean something to me yes i will fight =&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you have feelings for someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;I think i like someone, been battling with myself on whether its love or infatuation its annoying since its been real long and it hasnt gone away =\ ive still no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Have you ever broken a heart?&lt;br /&gt;Dont think so, hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) If one day your best friend falls in love with the girl you're deeply in love with, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;If she doesnt love me back, thatll be dumb because it will be infatuation and if she does, i shall go over and rofl at him because hes wasting his time. Itll be a nice test of love i guess =&lt;br /&gt;23) Are you missing someone now?&lt;br /&gt;Not really, quite contended and dazed after training =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-115875094707402812?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/115875094707402812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=115875094707402812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115875094707402812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115875094707402812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/09/209.html' title='20/9'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-115806182027738135</id><published>2006-09-12T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T04:50:20.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12/9</title><content type='html'>Been reading lately a lot of blog posts that regard the topic of religon, been talking with some friends about it, and i kind of feel compelled to take a stand. Note here that in this post my main focus is not to plain sell my religon, but rather counter most arguments that are put forth against Christianity, though i may first have to give some background to establish my stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's come clean about something first, my christianity belief is non denominational. Why so? Well, i believe that from my original belief of christianity, catholism rose up, which though beginning as very similar, merged political power with religon as the government of Rome in that time officially took christianity as their religon in order to bind the people during the dark ages. As a result many doctrinal issues and changes were made as paganism and worldly desires started creeping into the church, as people joined the church just to be part of the political power it held in Rome during the period. This explains why catholics have many layers of power distribution in the church to the pope, bishops etc, primaly because of its history of being merged with the government. If any catholic out there would like to enlighten me with regards to any mistakes i have made, i would be all too glad to hear you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From catholism, the protestants rose up, "protesting" against the catholic faith, and from here many other denomations of christianity stemmed, including methodists, baptists, charismatics etc, all having a human founder. And thus when i say a "non denominational", i merely mean the branch of christianity that catholism stemmed from, the christianity before the roman times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having established the difference between these branches of Christianity, i hope that i have cleared an extremely rampant misconception that all branches of christianity is the same and one arguement would work for all. This is why attacking catholism in how they first proclaimed the world to be flat has no effect to my faith and is not relevant to my belief, as LC pointed about to me a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i feel that a major problem in debates regarding religon is that both parties are often too cynical of the opposing view and thus neglect its standpoints, and instead choose to desperately cling on to their arguements without properly understanding the standpoints and evidence of the opposing side. This is extremely evident in the whole concept of the big bang. There are some "good" or should i say, indisputable arguements that have been used to back it up. Some include very vaguely phrased "winning the lottery is rare, but there are winners". However, one often feels so compelled to cling to the cynical views on God that he blinds himself to the many simple things in life that scream "there is a god", and instead to dismiss it all as a matter of chance. And though both sides do require a certain amount of chance, just think about which ideal you would like to rest your fate on - a cynical belief that there is no way that there is a god and deciding that there is no way you could give god a chance, or a more open mindset in which you properly weigh both possibilities in just the mere thought of creation and properly decide which on you are going to go for. And btw, just to make things clear, i firmly believe in creation, so come to me with all those theories of culminative evolution and what not and we can always discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just too many misconceptions. I read MJs blog recently and he thinks that there is "no pain, no loss" in christianity. This is yet another misconception that christianity is just a safety net- something people take on just to have an extra chance in lottery. However, this is not the case. Christianity actually results in many worldy sacrifices. Note the worldy.  I can't drink, i cant have sex freely anywhere i want, i have to go to church every sunday, i have conform to a strong belief system that prevents me from sinning though it might be considered "cool" to the world, one example being smoking. Looking at the list, this doesnt seem to be much of a big deal doesnt it! We cant drink, dont believe in smoking, though perhaps the sacrificial sunday might be a price to pay for the social benefits which it brings about.  However, it is because we live in a very protected life. Already drinking has the connotation of being punk or cool - christians sometimes have to deal with the insult that they are wussies or have no life. Growing up, Christians are unable to work on Sundays, a edge that sometimes sets them behind their rivals to the high paying job post. Today, i am fortunate, i live in a society that religous tolerant, and i am duly thankful for that. However, i hope that you see that christianity is much more than just fun and games, it entails sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before i end off, just one very interesting thought that i got off MJ's blog. He points out that if there was a scientific way to ensure eternal life, religon would disappear. However, what is the possibility of that happening? Lets look at the concept of science and life- the soul. Now, we all know that the most fundemental skill of science is taking down observations, we use our 5 senses to do that. "the solution is blue" "the reaction produces heat" "the solution is sour" 'the gas evolved is pungent". Without these observations, nothing can be proved, and no progress done. The solution being sour would imply that it was acidic - assumptions and inferences could be made to prove certain points, allowing for progress. Unfortuanately, life does not function this way. As a baby is born and its soul enters it, can you detect it? Can the mother feel a soul fly into her womb? No she cant. This is because the soul does not conform to the 5 senses- it is on the ethereal plane. Hopefully i wont have to encounter any arguements that there is no soul, we are run by nothing and that our body should naturally function without a soul. Now, if observations are unable to be made with regards to the soul, science can make no progress, no leap, no ingenious theory to allow for eternal life. This is why i believe that religon will always be enduring till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still lots of misconceptions out there, but i dont want to sound didectic in this blog post. If there are any points of contention that anyone wants to bring up about Christanity or even about between catholism and non denominationlism (aka church of christ) , Im always free. And if you dont and still decide that being cynical is the way to go - it is your life, even in death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-115806182027738135?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/115806182027738135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=115806182027738135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115806182027738135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115806182027738135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/09/129.html' title='12/9'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-115625628810482905</id><published>2006-08-22T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T07:18:08.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22/8</title><content type='html'>okok guys this is a new breakthrough... I MADE MY FONT SIZE BIGGER liekwowiee isnt that so cool. Anyway this week been on leadership training course thingy so im finally more free ^^ how interesting =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we kind of digressed into the topic of how a leader should handle critizism. And i guess i went further into thinking about how people deal with critizism on a whole. And i figured a topic which is kind of more pertinent to guys, "Ripping on others".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now from what ive gathered from some people, they seriously cant accept the whole idea of ripping on each other. Go over and make a little fun of them and they take the whole thing seriously and get worked up and youre like woah wtf relax man. Now what do i mean when i say ripping on others? It doesnt exactly encapsulate going over when the guy just experienced the passing of a relative and go "roflmao you got pwned dude", unless you have absolutely no game sense which is pretty sad. It merely extends to simple comments such as "dude i think your drawing totally blows", where the rip-ee obviously knows that youre joking, if he had just a slight knowledge of you, though assuming of course that you make it obvious through BODY LANGUAGE and TONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whyd i put body language and tone in caps? Simply because it is essential when deciphering when someone is really trying to attack you or merely ripping on you. Its hard to explain in text, but i should think its obvious if one gave a conscious effort to read it. Keep in mind that body language actually embodies 47% of one's intended meaning and thus it is of relatively high significance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that ive established the fact that body language and tone is essential in distinguishing between ripping on someone and really attacking the person, i hope that you will keep it in mind when i raise some examples of ripping on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad truth is that ripping on each other is an integral part of a guys life. First, i feel that in a sad sort of fashion, it shows a sense of closeness. Just think, if you were to see two guys greeting each other with "Hey man hows it going" or "Dude your hair today blows you seriously need a haircut", which instance would you percieve them to be closer? This is kind of a personal thing i guess but i would be inclined towards the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of asserting a sense of closeness between friends, ripping on each other also serves to be the guy's method of injecting fun into conversations, and instill bonding during their time together. Let me give an example which is slightly recent in my experience, the day before national day we were planning on what to do and where to go. I think i suggested KBOXing (even so like super,super way back to CNY), and pointed out that the gist of KBOXing would be to rip on each other and to joke at each other's flaws, since we were never professionally trained singers who would take criticism of our singing to heart. Now to my suprise, i actually met up with quite some resistance on this point. Others seemed to think that at KBOX, we ought to not rip on each other and instead provide a condusive environment for singing! Now this seemed kind of awkward to me. Firstly, by idealizing this scenario, i wonder how much kick out of KBOXing you can get. Imagine sitting in a kbox room, people telling you that you sang decently and stfuing when you sang. I think i would be SO BORED i would just bail ass. No, the whole idea is to go there, laugh at others, be laughed at, and in this grow closer with everyone in this sad form of male bonding, which actually works decently if you ask me. And hey if you still want to combat my points, i have already garnered female support on this idea =o You KBOX to rip on each other please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok wow i think i may have stated perhaps too many positive points with regards to ripping on each other. Dont run off with the wrong idea that wowiee if i rip on others ruthlessly im gonna grow close to them and go try using it on all the hot girls you meet - you may have to undergo a painful lesson on how virulent girls are. Ripping on others is a trick that must be applied with care - the body language and tone are essential, as stated previously. The problem arises when bodylanguage and tone dumb people, after being ripped on, decide to rip on the "attacker" back. However, as they have no sense of applying body language and tone to make it apparent that they are joking (if they are even), the one at the recieving end would thus usually interpret this is a direct attack and thus attack back ruthlessly, and this would thus continue into a viscious cycle which could spiral into enmity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this whole idea of ripping on others would then return to the need for game sense, where one would need to know how far to go before hitting the nerve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok wowie mogie coerced me into dedicating this post to him so i shall do this SUPER long template that i found just for kicks =o Btw if any phailure out there doesnt know, mogie is a MALE name like woah right how unique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mogie Asks:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF......&lt;br /&gt;» I committed suicide:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Wheres the champagne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» I said I liked you:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I would laugh but try to laugh to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» I kissed you:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;You could never reach babe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» I lived next door to you:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Id sneak over to your house to sabotage you while playing inhouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» I started smoking:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Id kick you squar in the nuts till you gave it up, it probably hurts more than the reprecussions? =&lt;br /&gt;» I stole something:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Id kick you squar in the nuts till you regretted and promised never to do it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» I was hospitalized:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Id kick you squar in the nuts till you got better. nah just kidding id send you a flower =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» I ran away from home:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Id think youre super dumb because your place is near orchard. In any case you could bunk with me and farm while letting me do the killing =&lt;br /&gt;» I got into a fight and you weren't there:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Id kick you squar in the nuts for being so dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» Personality:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Easy going and apparently good at winning others over (my ass =o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» Eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Phailure eyes when you do the ^^ pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» Face:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;It runs in the family as in SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» Hair:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Majin Mogie for the win =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» Clothes:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;L2dress up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» Mannerisms:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Hopelessly random, but compared to mark youre like a chick magnet i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;John the one and only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;No, we're lovers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] When and how did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Cant remember primary school i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] How have I affected you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Youve made me realize that it IS possible to get 250+ creep kills in dota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] What do you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Decent, hetero guy who isnt two faced =&lt;br /&gt;[6] What's the fondest memory you have of me?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Uhh one of the outings but im not sure which one ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7] How long do you think we will be friends or enemies?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Friends4Eva dude. Dont forget that we have to meet up when we all get jobs to play dota and see how mark has integrated dota into his life - LOL AHH FRESH MEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8] Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;HELL NO MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] Have I ever hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Every living moment dude. And when you dao me =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] Would you hug me?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Last time i did something about as physical as that, i was called a grizzly bear so ill pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] Would you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;If it would save you from castration perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12] Would you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I know im hot and all but seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13] Are we close?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;All cool man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14] Emotionally, what stands out?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The moments of ripping on mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15] Do you wish I was cooler?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Wishing in every living moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[16] On a scale of 1-10, how nice am I?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Sadly, its a 9 wtfark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17] Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Farmer. Wo shi kuai le nong fu mo ji, any more explanation needed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18] Am I lovable?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Uhh i guess, though not in the soft toy huggiemieXx fashion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19] How long have you known me?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;6 years i think but sec 1 and on were the rocking years man =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[20] Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Phailure. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Agriculturally-inclined.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Hippie (pick the one you like most)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[21] What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Striking guy, wtf sorta name is mogie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[22] Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Well perhaps very easy going, and quite a bit of game sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[23] What do you think my weakness is?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Taking stuff too seriously sometimes and insensitivity esp during dota when you always ks me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[24] Do you think I'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Dude you better reproduce and pass on the mogieface gene. Ill like to see your kid =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[25] What about me makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Knowing that i just pwned you at farming by 200 creeps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[26] What about me makes you sad?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Your imba farming skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[27] What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;This cute sheep toy thing i have on my table because sheep = sheepo = dotanick = dota = farming = MOGIE woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[28] What's something you would change about me?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Your farming capability, id tweak it by 3/4 which would steal mean you would have imba items ok =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[29] How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Relatively close yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[30] Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Being great at farming doesnt mean you can make money by selling the harvest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[31] Do you think I would kill someone?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;In dota, thats for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[32] Are you going to put this on your journal and see what I say about you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;If i dont imma feel really sad and tarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we all see what a phailure mogie is! hoho ripping on people =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-115625628810482905?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/115625628810482905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=115625628810482905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115625628810482905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115625628810482905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/08/228.html' title='22/8'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-115434660711088790</id><published>2006-07-31T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T08:29:27.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20/8</title><content type='html'>Call this a plea or cry or whatever you want to call it, but heres hoping that everyone will LEARN MORE GAME SENSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loosely taken from dota which i usually play with my friends for social reasons, game sense would refer to the ability to quickly understand and access the situation and in doing this, make desicions and actions which are suitable and appropriate with regards to the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applied to dota, a major lack of game sense would be running into a pack of 5 stunners with a dying hero, expecting your ally to come back you up. Or perhaps deciding to take on a lost luna in a forest alone at the early levels. Anyhow, you can see how (perhaps those who dont dota wont get it =\) not having game sense can be considered dumb and as a result, become hated by your allies as a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applied to daily life, theres a little twist to this whole concept of "game sense". The rule still applies, it is the ability to understand and access the situation and in doing this, make desicions and actions which are suitable and appropirate with regards to the occasion. But it isnt as simple as there are many, many more circumstances to consider and accessing the situation no longer comes out of pure experience, but rather a sprinkle of common sense, a dash of adaptability, and a pint of FRESHLY SQUEEZED, ICE COLD game sense is required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what do i mean when i say that someone needs to go for surgery to have the "game sense" component stitched back to his brain? Lets just take a very easy example. Youre making fun of someone, and what youve said has obviously made him annoyed to the extent of being pissed. Now if one were to understand the situation, and notice that screwing around anymore might cause him to explode, one would come to the obvious conclusion that he should stfu. Its only when one simply cannot see the circumstances, thus does not understand when that someone's nerve has been trodded upon, and so will continue hopping around, stamping for the kick of it till he blows up and youll be wondering to yourself "Whats up with him??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well of course i need to defend myself. Im not saying im a god of game sense, or that im the one with the most of it. Many other people possess the inherent ability to quickly adapt and access a situation and thus act accordingly. Perhaps one of the more notable people would be junis, though he acts like a shitter and tends to go overboard with regards to society's conventions of how one would treat another person, he has a good grasp of game sense and can tell when hes gone too far and will act accordingly as to how the situation demands, and thus rarely pisses people off and gets along well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, game sense does not only cover merely understanding the situation and understanding what not to do, but also extends to knowing what can be done and how far it can go, making life a bit more colorful than the normal conventions of society. One cool example i got of that is the last time i was at the Parliment House, i noticed that the police officer was kind of easy going, friendly and seemed kind of relaxed, so i decided to be fun and ask the officer what the coolest way to wear the name tag was, just for kicks. Being a desicion which was based upon the understanding of the situation, the officer reacted as i hoped, and joked along with us and thought me the coolest way to wear it =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once one has mastered the art of having game sense, relationships will be drastically improved, with not only peers but with teachers and even strangers. Making friends will also be a breeze, you wont do anything awkward at the start to make them have a negative impression of you. People will like you as while you know how to be fun and make their lives so much less boring, you know when to stop and prevent them from being hurt. Hmm actually now that ive come so far, im thinking that "street smart" kind of has the same meaning as having game sense, but i like the ring of game sense so i shall stick to it ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course not everyone will conform on one particular type of game sense. That is, each person will access a situation differently, and will act accordingly as a result. Take for example when a friend is hurt or feels sad. There are many ways to analyze the situation - Either that he needs comfort and you should go pat him on the back, or that you should screw off because he should have some time alone to sort out his demons. Here a good understanding of the person is required and of course one's personality and facade comes into play, where you also have to be able to tell if the person wants some time alone. So you see that having game sense isnt as simple as the rule states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, i hope that everyone who reads this will percieve a greater need to fully access the situation before making any actions, and by doing so cut down drastically in feelings of regret or even more pitifully, ignorance to other's hurt or annoyance, just as I have, and am working to better myself, day by day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-115434660711088790?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/115434660711088790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=115434660711088790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115434660711088790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115434660711088790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/07/208.html' title='20/8'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-115202383657772750</id><published>2006-07-04T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T07:37:16.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/7</title><content type='html'>Wowie im here again =o not perhaps because im too free, im bored, im feeling particularly high so i came here to photowhore, but merely because i wanted to. Quite lame isnt it? But when i thought about it, its a great reason, enough to spend perhaps 20 mins of my life just typing out so bs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its because lately ive been too caught up with everything, doing HRP watching homo movies which are really sick, going for training putting in my all, ushering at the ptg, that again i havent left any time for myself. So now, im here right now, SCREWING ALL THAT RETARDED CRAP, and spending time for myself. Makes sense enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was a simple day as usual, learnt about debates and stuff and had a bio prac, slacked at the com lab for physics and then went for training. So again i huffed and puffed my way through training, running with stitches that really sucked ass. But though training is really an event of religously fanatical self torture, i felt the power of fighting spirit, and that empowerment, i feel, is unique to atheletes. And thats why i tend to respect atheletes more than others, but im not saying everyone should go sign up for canoeing and get ripped to prove that youre burning with that stuff (ESPECIALLY FOR GIRLS PLS) There are other, though perhaps less effective ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps some may find that comment somewhat discriminatory. "Im not in a sport but i work late at night and that tests my fighting spirit dude, get a life" But think about it seriously. What is fighting spirit? To me, its when we've reached our limit, we want to give up, we know that we cant go on, but we tell ourselves that hell youre not gonna let this bs cramp your style, youre not going to lose out, youre going to win this bs, and you hold it all together with the pure strength of your willpower. Youre running your fastest, the lactic acid builds up, making it bloody painful just to extend your leg. But you clear all these thoughts, cause you know that youre gonna win this, youre going to go out there and show your worth. Its an experience that i feel cant be cultivated at the desk, as physical activity is what best pushes the mind and body. Isnt that the whole point of watching animes like naruto? Its not just for entertainment, for the kick of seeing a imaginary battle with unique battle styles and techniques. More importantly, it made me realise the power of will power, though of course i admit that we're not all born with superimba demon nine tail foxes within our body which grant us power, but it still applies. Its slightly hard to explain it all in mere text i guess, hope my meaning is slightly understandable &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm talking about atheletes, i met zhenghao and xiaotian(two guys from my obs watch =o) today. Was slightly suprised by the fact that they didnt dao me or try to pretend that they didnt notice me, but they actually bothered to say a hi, which i returned politely. Im not sure what impression i left on them during the camp, perhaps because i was the leader of the expedition they might have remembered and respected me slightly? After all, i think i did i decent job as a leader =\ But enough with the bragging. So whats a leader to me? Is he someone who can efficiently organize events and make it happen, or is he someone with the CHARISMA, the INFLUENCE, to make his followers follow him? I think that theres a horrible misconception at school. Being able to organize events is not what a leader needs to be capable of, thats an organizer's job. Though of course i do accept that foresight in the planning is essential, but lets just list off some qualities a leader ought to have that i can remember now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healing,stewardship,listening(ithink),persuasion,foresight,vision,compassion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something along that line. So we see that organization only fulfills the category of foresight, and perhaps a BIT of vision. What of the rest then? Im not being sore that some people are called leaders while they are not, im slightly annoyed that some are not recognised as capable and good leaders. Of course when i say this i dont mean the general consensus, since most of the time it is set up for the purpose of flattery. I feel that during my stay at OBS, i observed most types of leaders, leading in their own field and making everything run smoothly. (did i mention that my watch kicked ass?) So we all came together, with no one having a reputation of leadership, since we came from more diverse classes (of course there was one whole group of soccer people, but thats not the point) so for one to establish himself as a leader, he had to be capable, charismatic, able to rally followers behind him and bring everyone to greater heights. I dont know, but i think our group had the perfect mix of harmonizers, inventors(orsomethinglikethat), leaders and plodders. In fact, we switched roles often and this prevented the setting up of a hierachy or resentment. And perhaps one of the most striking leaders i met there was zheng hao. Though he had the support of the soccer people behind him, his delegation of tasks and charisma were really applaudable and his ability to assert himself as a leader was very powerful too. Thats how true leadership is like. Dont be thrown into the position of a leader because youre the CMC or icouncil, assert yourself as a leader and PROVE YOUR WORTH first. Hmm. And another concept of leadership that i met up with at obs was the idea of the leader, t3h delegator of tasks. Im not very sure, i think the instructors have a point too that if one were to help with the proceedings instead of camping your ass on safe ground, not helping and telling everyone else to do work, its impossible to properly make sure everything runs smoothly. But what i wondered to myself, how then, does the leader earn respect? He'll just be seen as an ass who wants to slack off and shoves others the job. So screw that. I still feel that leaders ought to lead through example, though of course in some cases other forms are necessary. Meh, anyway i fail at organizing formal events so take into account that i may be slightly biased on this definition of a leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, i still hold our watch photo dear and we OFFCIALLY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KICK ASS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-115202383657772750?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/115202383657772750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=115202383657772750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115202383657772750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115202383657772750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/07/47.html' title='4/7'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-115124182773422008</id><published>2006-06-25T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T08:31:20.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25/6</title><content type='html'>lieklololzpwned i havent blogged for like 4 months already, but seriously what the heck &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo i just realised that i like to blog in huge chunks and that makes it hard to read (along with my gay font size and the lousy blog skin, but scroo that) and i told myself ill blog again when junis blog so oh well .. BOO =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok scroo all that superficial shit and down to the real stuff. Hmm holidays are ending now and we've been packed so full up our asses with homework that i find it no suprise that i havent finished all (im choosing to blog instead of doing erp XD) and lately ive been wondering to myself, WHY does this shit happen, why am i over committed why cant i cope why dont i have time for myself why cant i do the stuff i want for a change? And so i thought about it, and ive come to the root of all the shit. Its that mentality of "oh they're free during the holidays, ill give them this piece of crap and its okay cause theyre so freaking free". Thats what went wrong and thats what will always plague our holidays till its turned inside out and voided. Im sure everyone can figure out my point here, so i wont spell it out and waste everyones time. But seriously, cant teachers just get that freaking mentality out of their minds? That might help us a heck lot, thanks. Cause i realised that ive sold myself to all this bs, smp, camps, homework, training, that ive forgotten about myself. Here i go to my smp attachment, and the prof tells me about how i must spend time on smp if not itll scroo up and im like OK I MUST COMMIT TO THIS BS and then i go training and then joseph tells me DONT TRAIN HOW TO FIGHT so i decide to put my all, go the 100% in training, commit my ass to the purpose of carrying my school's name to glory. Then i come home and i realize i have no time, no energy, no BLOODY FIGHTING SPIRIT but a floppy little concentration that wont hold out but yell at me to sleep. And so im burnt out, cant carry on, and then i go to school and get my ass owned by the teachers because they dont know that its bloody difficult and so they can scold my ass in ignorance cause i cant be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then ive got these sleepless nights which arent helping, ive got to get that reason to stop feeling love soon or i dont think this will work out. Screw this i say love is seriously over rated, or at least for guys at our age. Liek, wowie i got a girlfriend come see her picture shes damn hot pls i can ask her come watch movie anyday cause she wont say no. Isnt that like transforming her into a tool, something which can be shown off? And hell, thats freaking disgusting. I think a girlfriend should be a companion, someone who you can pour out your emotions and someone who can pour out her emotions to you someone who you wouldnt mind doing that for life, not a tool to be showed off or a sex machine. Then some will rebuke me and say, HEY,we do that bs too ok? But then i wonder, how could we ever know that shes the perfect girl that we would want to spend the rest of our life with, unless of course the rebukee is still living in the delusion that hes super mature, hes seen the world and hes ready to make it big. How will we ever know if we wont find someone better, if we're constantly changing our belief system now? Then his arguement gets weaker and he goes "well, im just with her to test the waters, though ill probably find a nicer girl later" and heres when the main flaw of all teenage BGR emerges, this means that you were toying with your partners feelings, she was treated just like a tool or simulation machine. and i say thats freaking disgusting, this sort of attitude is seriously despicable because there was no respect in the relationship. But of course some are clever, theres the loophope that if both are just testing the waters, no one will be used or whatever. But one fails to see that in this sort of relationship, there is no love, its merely a buisness deal, a deal with the hope of gain in the process. And so then the whole idea of testing out love falls apart cause there was no love to begin with, since love roots when one party thinks of another party and is willing to sacrifice for the other's parties wellbeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats the beauty of love. I think one of the best examples can be found in MI3, tom cruise was willing to drink some unknown liquid just to get to his wife, without knowing what was in it. I wonder whether i would do that if i were in his position, though if i had probably stolen the rabbits foot and done all sorts of wierd crap missions, it may be a little easier =\respect is important in any relationship =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so before i end this bloody boring post, i shall post something fun ^^ ok me my brother and my mother were and crystal jade today so i ordered fried rice with crab meat since i like it and usually they serve for 1 person. But when it came it was actually for the 3 of us and they were gonna divide &gt;.&gt; So then i said nvm just give it to me =) then the waiter was like ok if you cant finish can always da pao hor, so i not happy start eating. Then halfway my bro say he still hungry go order more stuff. Then quite cute cause the waiter was like o.O but that wasnt it. Cause after a while i finished my 3 portion worth of fried rice and when the waiter came to collect my bro was lmaoing to me about how she had this WTFARK look on her face =o lol what a sad day.. (btw it costed a frigging 22 bucks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy end of holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-115124182773422008?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/115124182773422008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=115124182773422008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115124182773422008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/115124182773422008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/06/256.html' title='25/6'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-114122386803506508</id><published>2006-03-01T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T06:37:54.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/3</title><content type='html'>wowie its the first of march. Life really moves quickly huh! =o meh my life is really cool. Just realised that on normal days, usually have 2 hours of alive time, which is 8-10, then i go sleep liao. Haiz got training so dont look at me ._. hmm and i found that the way i spend the 2 hours of my life is really sad. Take today, played from 8-945 and blog till 10 then go sleep oO whaha and on other days chatting takes priority over work, though ill do at the same time XD ok thats dumb but i dont care ill live on =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm training today was t3h fun shit. Did weights then sprinting upslope then tada finish! ^^ Amazing how i make it seem so easy lol &gt;.&gt; Hmm so then when we dismiss liao we happened to see jocelyn at the bus stop =o=o=o jh was like ^^^^^ (nah just jk lol) linus was like *clueless* and i was like oms dont see us pls (for reasons you should not know). But anyway she didnt see us (i hope) so the day went alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz oh yah and did i mention. I lost my handphone yesterday. Nah just kidding but i really thought i did. Caused a lot of fuss too and i cut my sim card and felt super crappy the whole 30 mins of alive time (i found out at 10) K then the next morning when i change into school u liao my mother comes into my room and asks whether "this phone", which is MINE, is mine. So im like zomg where the heck was it it wasnt in the house or the car. Then apparently it was just lying on the table in a room. LIKE ZOMG I DIDNT TOUCH IT THE WHOLE DAY HOW DID IT GET FROM MY BAG TO THE ROOM. The whole family (father was in msia) was witnessing the cutting of sim card btw. EEk freaky dealings with my phone oO But oh well this recent waves of majorshits have made me see that perhaps we've been taking life for granted =o like after i fell down i was like shit whats worse and then i lose my handphone and im like -___- i givup. So instead of complaining about how ACE and competitions and sec 3 life sucks, lets concentrate on the better things in life, like perhaps how we dont have a freaking big wound on the leg(oms i just had this, good illustration though), how our pants hasnt dropped off in front of a female yet(OMS THIS HAS HAPPENED BEFORE. NOW STFU AND FEEL HAPPY), or how we dont suffer from erectile dysfunction (cant say for everyone though =p). Yeah and even if that happens, just remember your good chi bank will be overflowing and prepare to indulge in life! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ahh another topic which is worth my time blogging =o WHY AM I SO DAO? Yes a lot of people ask that question. Okok lets disect the problem.&lt;br /&gt;1) You cramp my style&lt;br /&gt;How? Well its pretty apparent when im just trying to pull an elegance which is simply breathtaking BUT then kevin comes around and either grabs my wallet, whacks me in the balls or does other wierd stuff like waow people will think im a lamert! =o&lt;br /&gt;2) My legs are long. So sue me.&lt;br /&gt;Damn unless you guys havent noticed, my legs own ass. So i cant be bothered to walk slow with you guys cause i really feel uncomfortable about it. So i just walk ahead lor oO&lt;br /&gt;3) I dont feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Okok wow im not trying to pull an angsty punk and go like im just a facade ; - hahax you guys just dont understand me. NOOOOO its because i just dont feel the need to talk sometimes. I mean like i seriously sometimes dont feel like including myself into a conversation that discusses which dota hero should be the powerpuff girls or whether pokemon &gt; digimon &gt;.&lt; I just feel that sometimes, going solitare is better as it lets me have time to think about life and stuff ._. I mean like yes i do have social needs but we shouldnt give ourselves to socializing but sometimes just holding back and keeping peace within is just better. Learn to concentrate your feelings and thoughts, and when you really need them, they dont come out in a mess but with an edge to it. Haha if you havent realised this actually relates to a very useful relationship skill =o though in a twisted sort of way.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this is boring. Need to sleep ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-114122386803506508?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/114122386803506508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=114122386803506508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/114122386803506508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/114122386803506508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/03/13.html' title='1/3'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-114077832284961512</id><published>2006-02-24T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T05:16:12.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24/2</title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;yeah, :D what a let down right. Im supposed to blog about how sec 3 life sux anyway. Hell yeah ill say that it sucks. Taking shaky steps with people i know little and people that wont open up to me, having afternoon lessons and rushing off to training, missing all the bonding time we used to have between lunch to training, having all sorts of projects and competitions, having more subjects, everything culminates and clings on you one by one, and slowly you start to feel so. Tired. And cold. People around me start to fall and im only dragging myself on slowly, trying to bring as many with me as i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know. For some reason i think that if i weren't around, there'll be much more fallen and much less smiles. Been thinking through my personal dharma, what is your purpose in life anyway? Was it to make a person's day, just the boost to help him make it through the day and much less his life, or was it to contribute to all the shit thats hopping on our backs and pull other people down in an effort of self gain or self satisfaction? Haiz. I think that in our community, we seriously need more junis. we need more lc. we need more kevin. we need more john (duh ._.). we need more mj. we need more mark. K so your name wasnt mentioned here. Ive got tuition in like 30 mins so im not thinking this through real carefully =\ But we need people to be there for you, to pull you out of the deep dark ditch of despair where you think its all over and theres no point in going on, not people who will kick you in that ditch and bury you in it, laughing. But i guess theres no utopia and im going to accept the fact that there will always be a bunch of less desirable people in a community. But the question is WHAT HAPPENS when they overpopulate to community. Shit it may be because ive been in 2M that (most of) 3O seem like asstarts of a daoerts who have no clue that life MIGHT just extend beyond the textbook. Hell, the class is way too boring, too little vigour, too little life. Remember last time i could just enter the class eargerly expecting, not waiting, for something funny to happen, something which we could all laugh about. Where are the days phang calls knn to junis and they end up having a bitchfight. What happened to the days we owned cao by walking to the class so damn slowly, our record being 25mins(i think oO) Damnit. My new class actually RUNS back to class. Like. FTW HELLOOOO WHY ARE YOU RUNNING. Hell, you dont even have to not slow walk. You can walk. But seriously. Why. the. hell. do. you. run. Shit looking back everyday seemed so packed with fun laughter and joy that it seems more of a fantasy. Haiz. Those were the days. K so perhaps 2M was a little too good. But seriously, that would make 3O a little too bad. Sheesh. K so maybe there are people like linus jerome and jj who i can talk to if my social bar has reached the OMGANYMOREANDYOUREGOINGTOSHRIVELUPANDDIE area. But other from that, i really dont know who to talk to. I think jiaguangs fine. Nat seems pretty nice. But the rest are a bit diao. Seriously. WHAT can i do, if when i say hi, you say hi, and then nod and look at me. Did you ever know that is one of the most energy draining replies, and i cant stand it. I still need my fighting spirit for canoeing, so i cant rub elbows all the time. But hell i think the dao act is even good to the ass act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ass act? Well k since everyone comes here to feel a bit better about themselves anyway, (lol...) i shant let anyone down :D Kk so last thursday we had chem prac. And cause we're both ongs, i got paired up with joel. Sheesh so im like all cool man usually people who are more sideways inclined have nice personalities right? (refer to my post on girls thinking that all guys who look less desirable have omskickasspwnyou personalities) Perhaps more of a crushing letdown, no. Sheesh. Its like we're doing chem prac, and when we're stirring the solution, it must be done from no other than him. Why? Because he posses t3h4Lm1ghtY(the almighty) CHEMICAL HANDS (lame adaptation from yakitake whaha) Yes his hands own ass if used to do chem pracs, everything will go smoothly and no hiccups will happen (oh the irony.. read on to find out lol) So basically he only lets me stir when his hand cant take the heat, basically leaving me the scraps to do. Shit. K then we're cool. Starting to record our answers. Then just as he moves a bit he SPILLS THE COPPER(II)OXIDE like zomg yo. What happened to t3h4lm1ghty hands. So im kinda pissed for a while cause i thought letchmi would screw us, but luckily she doesnt. Then he like mumbles in a very soft voice that its alright, theres nothing dangerous and there was no harm done. Which kinda annoyed me cause i felt like he was evading the blame. But nvm i helped with clean up anyway, using the tap (since he spilled it into the sink, thank god) then just when im moving it around i accidentally spill a PUDDLE (like 0.2seconds worth) onto the table. And im like sheesh nvm its on my side of the table itll evaporate anyway. But NOOO he goes like JOHN WHY YOU DO THAT and im like shit man you just spilled copper(II)oxide hello?? Like wtf man i was seriously really annoyed i abosorbed my mistake already and he was such a loser. Oh yah and theres that other time. Chinese debate. Cause i didnt fully understand WTF my role was, i wasnt really prepared. K so then joel is the first speaker. He stands up. And mumbles his script (written by zhewei) so softly that even i, who is sitting next to him, cant pick up everything. So after 3 mins hes not even finished it yet, cao doesnt look very impressed and asks him to sit. And hes like nvm no harm done its alright. And im like not wanting to put him down so i stfu and wait my turn. Then when it comes my turn, i try valiantly to put my points across, later even attaining a commendment from cao for trying, but when i sit down hes like JOHN ITS ALL YOUR FAULT WE'RE GOING TO LOSE NOW. And im like -___- err am i missing something here. I mean like later she was obviously hinting that SOMEONE lacked effort in their role and he didnt even pick it up. Shit that really pissed me off. Yeah get EQ. Isnt it like the most important factor in social conversations. Just today shawn was telling me how much i stank and looked like he expected that i start chatting to him about it. I mean like not only did it really put me off, what the hell is with that topic anyway? Not like one day youre going to see a hot girl, walk up to her and say "Hey, lets talk about your flaws" right?!? Shit get a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz im sure most of you can see that school offers no sancutary to me now. Though perhaps conversation with junis do brighten up the day a little, and training leaves me really thoughtful and stuff (no, i dont concentrate on paddling when i train), but its not enough for me to go to school and be happy about it. Lucky i have stuff like church and CG to slowly drag me along. Haiz but guys remember not everyone has such priveledges, so just stop. STOP. And think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you made someone's day today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-114077832284961512?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/114077832284961512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=114077832284961512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/114077832284961512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/114077832284961512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/242.html' title='24/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-114061374206298298</id><published>2006-02-22T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T05:09:06.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/2</title><content type='html'>Yes ive finally squeezed out the time to blog =o woohoo leg healed and im good to run already, though my stamina has become really crappy and ahh 2.4 looms ahead =.= nvm jiayou me i shall still pass ^^ Hmm apologies to kanzy if he reads this for being too insensitive regarding his npcc stuff. Whaha didnt recognise hes already in the asexual movement =o=o nah just jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz ok seriously sec 3 life sux btw. Exhausted at every turn with projects hounding every moment of rest and guilt of ace penetrating your sleep, things really do start to suck. But woo as we get older we're one step two step closer to JC =o=o the horny nation ^^ But anyway we're(referring to normal people) all slowly(very subjective to the individual) maturing and woo so am i.  Ive finally mastered the art of controlling my hormones, though of course not killing them all off =o so now ill be able to pull the damn dao act and damn sociable guy on choice hee ^^ as such, im not inclined to go to social events like slc or the investiture anymore, though of course if i have something to gain (LIKE LEADING A GROUP OF CGS GIRLS) i would probably go for it =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh and on the horny topic. Linus was complaning to me about how hci should become co-ed. So thought provoking thought itll be cool to blog my feelings. Well, personally i feel that co-ed should not be implemented in our school. Why? Because lessons will be disrupted by guys trying to act cool to girls. Because guys would probably die of hormone overload during ns. Nerds would be so socially outcasted (though they would consist most of the population and COULD stick together) and this would lead to serious withdrawal symptoms. Seriously, if you ask me i dont we'll be mature enough to be in daily presense of girls till jc1. Or at least perhaps at sec 4 we should be pretty cool. Cause at sec 1 everyone will try to hook up a girl and when the relationship fails (lol notice im not putting if) therell be awkwardness in social life and everything. As mentioned earlier, grades will be seriously affected and peer pressure would probably be amplified by a gigazillion times. And seeing that we are a school which emphasises greatly on grades, i dont think going co-ed would be very appropriate. Though of course i do admit that i would really like our class to become co-ed now, out of concern for the rest of the classmates i feel that its better that we wait till jc1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Was also reflecting on myself. Realised that i said that making people laugh by degrading yourself is really dumb and only for losers, and i realised that thats what i do. So shall clarify on what i meant. Basically, those who degrade themselves to GAIN ATTENTION AND SOCIAL STATUS, are what i feel really dumb and losers in the society. However, in my case, i degrade myself to make everyone happy, which is a totally different dimension from the prior example. Its such a pity that lately people have been taking it for granted, especially justins whos really an asshole to me as of the moment. I wouldnt really regard him a friend, no he wants me to owe him for just printing a piece of paper, unlike what i do for junis just joke a bit but the end of the day i deliver (though he doesnt collect it sometimes &gt;.&gt;) He also hits me for no apparent reason cause he thinks its funny or some shit. He even says that i suck and follows up with "really" or "i mean it". I mean like seriously HOWHOWHOW can anyone muster up so much assholefreakingbastardness inside himself to say that to someone who treats him relatively well. K so perhaps im to blame. For calling him a "tart" LIKE OMG THATS THE END OF THE WORLD I ONLY CALL YOU THAT AND ITS SUPEROFFENSIVE PEOPLE WOULD DROP DEAD AFTER HEARING IT. Seriously, get a life. But cause hes in my smp group, i treat him nicely and like a friend and he thinks i really dont mind. Sheesh. I think what people really need is EQ. Without EQ, you could be some super smart ass guy but in the end use it for yourself and it ends up with no good. Youll also end up single and youll find that your only purpose in life was to work and die with all your wealth left to some relative of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, im begging you, go get some(or more) EQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-114061374206298298?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/114061374206298298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=114061374206298298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/114061374206298298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/114061374206298298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/222.html' title='22/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-114008578080966613</id><published>2006-02-16T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T02:29:40.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/2</title><content type='html'>Hmm. Morale of the day : Dont listen to what justin tells you. What happened? Well lately justins been harping on how bending my wound will make it heal better. Well i thought fine i might as well bend it a BIT what harm can come right? WRONG. When i got home and got myself washed up i found 3 zones where the scalp of the wound had cracked, and blood was leaking from it. DAMN i hope i didnt make it take longer to heal &gt;.&gt; i wanna go training ._. as in really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaha todays been a really wierd day. First i (think i) saw the canoeing bus go by my bustop. Ok fine so whats so weird about that but do i care? ._&gt; anyway what made it really wierd is that i think i saw junis sister on the bus (horrors!=o) There was this whole striking resemblence kinda thing, she had a mushroom head of hair (as junis so politely puts it) relatively low socks (though not ankle yet) and she was from RV. Man thats so freaky ._. And lol in case you were wondering i didnt take like hours carefully scrutinising her &gt;.&gt; i just notice these sorts things XD And hmm whats worse is that when she got off, she was waiting at the door and was like staring at me(y bag hopefully). As in for like quite damn long i was quite freaked out since i could see her looking at my direction from where i was seated, seeing as to how i was sitting right next to the exit &gt;.&gt;. Hmm yes its true that usually people mistake other people to be looking at them most of the time out of ego, but hey i know when people dont look at me too =o Gotta crash junis house one day and see for myself ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Perhaps the greatest let down so far this year, i finally got back my chinese test marks. And guess what i got? It is, in my opinion, the second worse score to get other than 0 - its 49!!! wowiee like when i got it back i feel so damn good cause its SOO NEAR YET SO FAR AAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH damn you. Sheesh and there i was thinking of begging cao for that last one mark, but i decided against it =o chose to dao for the rest of the lesson instead whahaha. (btw dao cao rhymes =o dao cao dao cao dao cao bao &lt;-- dunno what that means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K so the day is pretty cool until we get to bio. And MAN i just realised that bio is one screwed up subject (PUN NOT INTENDED - youll see later =o) its like no matter what topic comes out, therell be something horny about it. And wtf we're doing enzymes =.= Haiz i kinda think bio lessons, aside from being funny at times, are really sad. Thats because like put a relatively good looking teacher and a horny subject together, and you get really sad posibilities. Like shit i think some people actually are trying to impress her?? oO yeah this sort of thing really PUTS ME OFF thats why im like so dao during bio and geog (last year) . Like, wtf. really. Haiz i just realised that presentation skillz arent being blessed to everyone. Like jiawei and jianle were presenting on enzymes and they even touched on the lock and key theory, which is like so horny but THEY COULDNT TWIST IT INTO A JOKE ARGH. Nvm at least jianle's relatively weird tone of "enzymes" saved the day. And sheesh if you say that presentations should be serious, thats where youre seriously wrong. Like in english today. I think mrs yong is too concentrated on the substance that she loses out on the style and cant hold our attention &gt;.&gt; she even admits it and says listen or sleep oO Bah anyway back to bio =o=o haiz. i think some guys are actually crushed to oon. As in i seriously see some signs of *ahemahem* and im like oms save me pls this is ridiculous. I seriously bet that if you swapped her with a dude like tan hock chye everyone will be damn dao and quiet and no one will volunteer to present or anything. I mean like not that he can really make things interesting or anything, but its not as if she's doing it on purpose right oO BLAH but i think that fundementally oon is a good teacher as in she tries hard and teaches well and erm is slightly funny =o=o So no dont sue me =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. Will the main factor of the emergence and growth of the HCI Hetroism be due to the availability of good looking teachers!! jang jang jang! &gt;.&gt; man people are gonna look back and think we're wierd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-114008578080966613?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/114008578080966613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=114008578080966613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/114008578080966613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/114008578080966613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/162.html' title='16/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113992390139111147</id><published>2006-02-14T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T05:31:41.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/2</title><content type='html'>Damn does this suck. My leg's still out of order and that means i cant run for x country tomorrow =\ pls let it rain so that i can take part? ^^Oh well life sucks. Hmm todays valentine's day so shall extend my well wishes to everyone! May your love lifes be fruitful from this day onward :D Ahh cant wait to grow up &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. No valentine and im stuck with this lousy leg =.= nvm lets just think up a valetine and thatll keep me happy =D (no, this should not be considered fantasizing =o) kk how should a cool girl be??&lt;br /&gt;1) Tall. Or at least for me =.= the question is WHY are model-tall girls so rare in singapore. I tell you this is a conspiracy man. A sick plot to make all the girls in Singapore short and this will make tall guys mateless, causing natural selection of the shorter guys and the girls will become SHORTER and vicious cycle will continue till we're all dwarfs! No we must REVOLT XD! If youre tall, please oh please tell me ^^ We'll have tall kids and theyll ROCK THE WORLD wooo.&lt;br /&gt;2) Cool hair. Though perhaps usually ignored by most guys who go for the chest, hips or face, the hair plays a major role in the constituion of the "hot chick" =o How should it be? Well if her hair is long, its usually pretty cool but its nicer if theres that stylish curl at the end ^^ Butbut theres this style called what china doll or something. Personally, i dont like =\ The name already pretty sad right &gt;.&gt; Ok so what happens if her hair is short? Well short can be cool! =o Only if done properly though ._. Some examples are joann(if youre from my church) chanyi (if youre from nyps) or ms foo (if you dont know the first two and you are really sad)&lt;br /&gt;3) The body and face, basically the looks. Like DUHHH though im not expecting a model chio hottie who has the best measures in the world, but of course looks are a basic criteria &gt;.&gt; Too many people today think that looks arent everything. Well inversely, personality isnt everything. Imagine having to live with some freakishly ugly girl your whole life =o course in this im not saying im the best looking guy in the world, but neither am i expecting that ^^&lt;br /&gt;4) Dress sense. Do you seriously want to have every pic you take with your valentine pictures of her wearing purple and yellow, or orange and blue now do you? And of course if she wore a shirt to prom night with track shoes. Note that i BELIEVE that i have enough dress common sense to have such an expectation ^^&lt;br /&gt;5) Attracted to me =)) Like duh whats the use if i get a valentine which daos me the whole day? =o anyway if she fulfills 1-4, ill naturally be attracted to her XD Friendship will be forged and the pair will be happy ^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk now go think up your dream girl and we'll talk about it =p wont it be cool to think what everyone's dream chick is. I imagine LC's chick to have like striaght a1 criteria ^^ nah just jk woohoo. K guys peace out and oh please i hope this has raised the "horny awareness" in you! =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on screw thai nationalism and welcome in HCI HETROISM yeah people will study us one day! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113992390139111147?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113992390139111147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113992390139111147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113992390139111147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113992390139111147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/142.html' title='14/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113984011210687231</id><published>2006-02-13T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T06:15:12.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/2</title><content type='html'>Whoopeedo. Feel damn scrooed around on my first school day with my wound. Knew i should have pon one day of school to rest &gt;.&gt; Hmm. Okok so i must once again bitch about life, or this wouldnt cool anymore would it =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. Today i managed to look at my class once again. And very frankly, i feel sad ._. And looking back at how i used to be in 2M, i almost feel like crying. Like seriously. K heres my observations. The day starts off with a mad rush of homework, even though its not due on the day itself. (WTF just copy on the day itself lah! Thats the whole point of copying anyway) K so im like hell i do have some chinese work not done (duh for me right) so i decide to ask a 2O-er for help, namely langston. After which he brushes me off and directs me to zhe wei. K so i ask zhe wei. But wow he directs me back to langston, even though he saw that langston told me to ask him. Which is like how freaking retarded its just a non tact ful way of say a tactful no, which is actually a very sad way of saying no. K so all this goes through my mind, with a little wtf and wth here and there, and i decide to ask him again, this time asking very politely and saying please =o=o And then he just smiles and looks at me and i wait for one minute and hes still doing it. And seriously. i was like DAMN YOU JUST SAY NO IF YOU DONT WANT TO LEND ME LOSER in my heart, but knowing how nice i am i just smiled and walked off. Remind me never to lend a loser my work, not that he'll ever need it &gt;.&gt; But hey one day when it comes to social stuff and he needs my help im just going to walk all over his ass. And smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so then i see how (most of) my class is so freaking asexual, and i start to think about all the uncertainties in life:&lt;br /&gt;3O + Girls = x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm k so lets look into uncovering the variable x. What would happen if a mostly asexual community were mixed with girls? KK heres MY speculation ^^ might be wrong so oh well. Under such circumstances, there would be major changes to the class, and a few distinctive characters would arise! =o&lt;br /&gt;1) The very hetro people, like me =D, will go talk to the girls, though perhaps after a while of "testing the waters", aka which ones are more friendly and which ones are more bitchy =o. Will get labeled as despo and screwed around with, though generally accepted as sociable and funny (if youre not sociable and funny and still hetro, youre really cool) Friendships will be forged and people will be happy ^^&lt;br /&gt;2) The hetro people will take a more dao approach, though conversing with the girls if need be. This "im in power of whether i want to talk to you or not" approach will attract the girls. Friendships will be forged and people will be happy ^^&lt;br /&gt;3) The nerds, bordering on asexuality. Will abstain from conversation with girls and only talk if absolutely necessary. Are mindful of the fact that they are less hoped for and will considerably keep their distance, and will slowly adapt to becoming a hetro. They are essentially hormonal but lack the style to sell themselves, but the girls who watch all those drama flicks will probably think that all less attractive guys are wholefully wholesome inner selves (im not saying they dont =o) and theyll find their match in the end. Friendships will be forged and people will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;4) The asexuals. Will abstain from conversation with girls and dao them even if it is absolutely necessary. Are oblivious to the fact that they are less hoped for and will not consider change, as they are happy with the way they are. Will stick to their antiques till one day God decides that they need help and engrave their beds with words of gold, and then perhaps theyll wake up to find all the good good fish gone =o&lt;br /&gt;5) The attention grabbers, or nicely put the joker. Not very obvious in an all guy community but will arise to the occasion when girls are introduced into the picture. Are usually witty and funny, and will impress the girls but will piss off the guys. Though other wanna be jokers, who lack the core traits which a joker needs, yet still aspires to grab attention, will probably use the most primitive and pitiful way to grab attention, that is to disgrace himself and by doing this people laugh at the surpise of how low a human can stoop to. Though this type of joker fulfills his purpose in life which is to soak up attention, he does not foster friendships as people only laugh at his pitifulness and not his good side.&lt;br /&gt;6) the sexy hot cute rarity one in al ifetime guy caleed the letal( by special request). Basically if you are classified as 6, give up hope in life and go boil your head. perhaps because letal can in no way be sexy or cute, though i do agree that a crapper like him is a rarity in all lifetime =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaha how interesting. Note that im not classifing anyone under these stuff, im just thinking about our class in general and notabout anyone in particular =o if, however, you feel that you are in 3 or 4, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. And if youre in 1, youre cool but a little too hormornal =o=o Hopefully when we all get to 4O we can all safely be in 2. Yes that would be so cool. Haiz. Valentines coming and nothing cools happening =\ oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113984011210687231?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113984011210687231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113984011210687231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113984011210687231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113984011210687231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/132.html' title='13/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113962269127480623</id><published>2006-02-10T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:51:31.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/2</title><content type='html'>sweet shit. Yesterday was one of the gayest days of my life. Yeah thats why i didnt have any time to blog &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&gt; JUST WHEN I WAS THINKING "hmm whats my phone ringtone arh" oms. That really sucksass. But anyway, nono thats not why my day sucked. After that went training had to run another 3km (another from the 4km which we ran for pe) so whoopeedo my legs were like jelly all the while. But the best part is that i didnt take it easy, kept jogging and came to this chain and JUMPed over it, to find that there was not a shred of strength left in my legs and so SPLAT i fell down. Like shit it was the first leg which tripped, not the second, so couting my height, major owiee ._. But lucky tim and elisha were behind me and kinda saved my ass =) brought me over to the toilet. Now heres the shitty part. This school was having their crosscountry there, and when i walked past the whole group of people they either 1) stared 2) said "Oh my god look at that" AS IN REALLY I HEARD THEM 3) "Check out that guy".  Okok like wtf i wasnt in the greatest of moods then i just got the second worst wound in my life and theyre screwing around with me -___- but nvm i went to go wash my wound. Then at the toilet, went to the outside taps to wash my wound. Then there was like a direct jet of water falling on my freaking wound (no i wont call it a cut) and i was like shit that hurts. But then these two smart bitches were like "very pain meh" and whatever crap. I mean like HELLO unless you are in the same position as me, just stfu or say something nice? Anyway if youre saying my pain threshold is weak, (apparently) people with high pain thresholds (as in to damage to the body) die earlier, cause their body is constantly getting screwed without them knowing, or theyre just acting tough which is just so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk so wash happy liao went to see joseph. And yes i had to go see him, as in he didnt come to see me -___- evil guy. Anyway he was like oms john what you do to yourself then he made me sit on the stairs and did all sorts of weird stuff to my wound. Then the cool part, the CGS girls who were walking past actually SHOWED SOME CONCERN as in asked whether i was alright and stuff. Which was a very refreshing change from the 1) plain dao act 2) bloody asshole act. Thus i conclude that (some) CGS is =) Too bad i was like too "wow theyre so nice" to actually ask them to sit next to me =D merely smiled &gt;.&gt; so oh wells life sucks. Ill probably say thanks next time XD Yes they seem to qualify the hetro requirement =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah looking back, i just realised how its like to (literally) hit the floor. And what people do when you do ^^ Shows that past all the fake jokes about you, all the pretended screwing around with you, some people always hold that concern for you that you shouldnt forget =) And woo in light of the last post on the chi stuff XD looking on the bright side always ^^ with this huge expenditue of bad chi, im probably brimming with good chi bahaha.  And woo this is valentine's season and tests season whahaha im going to own at either XD or crap maybe ill just spend it all making friendships with the CGS girls =o Ahh how life beckons ^^ Haiz shit ill probably post again later since ive got to bum out on my chair for like 12 hours without moving around to make it heal asap. Now get off your chair, go walk around or do some jumps, and appreciate you for how you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113962269127480623?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113962269127480623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113962269127480623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113962269127480623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113962269127480623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/112.html' title='11/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113949011011113201</id><published>2006-02-09T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T05:01:50.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9/2</title><content type='html'>Shitshitshit. Just when i was going to start my blog post with "waow free time feels weird after having a rushed week", i remember i have more shit which still needs to be attended to. But nvm cant be bothered ill just do it later. Find my class really low level anyway =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNIT this rocks. Hear ye hear ye if youre feeling stressed or tired or if you have the time to chill for a total of 1 minute, yan bao jian cao is the answer for you!! Wow i thought it was bs in primary school but now its like freaking dope XD yes that means you can get a high while doing it. Ahh yes and a back massage feels great too (yeahyeah i do it on myself. im freaking deprived) i must go to one of those spa places and tune out for a while ^^ whaha im metrosexual. So what ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sheesh man today was really sad. Chinese test. Man it was kinda good kinda bad. Good in the sense i think ill pass, and that I ACED THE FIRST TWENTY QUESTIONS (yes offer your praises!). On the other hand, i didnt know that the history of the poems would be tested so i left a total of 10 answers blank T.T nvm 100-10-40=50 I still have 40 mark buffer to passing!! ahhh i must get it this time. Ooh yeah gotta celebrate if i pass ^^ thatll be like the second written chinese test that ive passed. Yeahyeah i own you XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. This is kinda weird. I seem to be doing pretty well in most of my tests =\ please oh please dont let me flunk my english test tomorrow &gt;.&lt; But then again ill have an over influx of bad chi and i may just get hit by a car. So ill just keep living :D Ohoh yeah i shall take this space to elaborate on my teachings of chi, since a lot of people seem to have a lot of misconceptions, which is a LOT of misconceptions because lotxlot = LOT =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk watch. There is chi. And there is karma. Dont mix them up! =o ok so whats karma? Basically karma is when you do a good deed, then you get good chi. Which means that +karma = +chi, and not use up your good chi when you do good karma, like helping people. Inversely, doing bad things will result in an influx of bad chi, and thus -karma = -chi. Which explains why if you, say rape someone, bad things will happen to you, and definitely not good things. Cause if things were like that therell only be the screwballs and the Happiple(happy people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what if you dont do anything to influence your karma? Well, everyone has a "chi point", or at least thats how i would like to term it. Like cash. When you do something which requires chi, like a test and you want to get a1, you effectively use good chi if your test goes well, like spending your chi money. But then what happens when you say want to buy a limo but you only have enough money to buy a toyota? In such cases, your chi storage will just have to allow in some bad chi, so as to balance out this loan, like a system where you pay your loan with shit in life. Such instances include -&gt; getting dumped, getting slapped, getting hit in the balls by kevin, dying in maple (i think..=o) getting killed by a sniper and blahblah. As you can see getting slapped will probably be worse than getting killed by a sniper (nah just jkXP) if you really spent a lot of good chi, thatll probably happen to you =o which explains why people have strong points and weaknesses, explains why when you have fame and forturne you (supposedly) lead a screwed up life, and explains why no one never "loses" in life (or even if he, say wins a jackpot of 1billion, he'll probably get assasinated, thus repaying the over influx of good chi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still other areas i havent explored before though =\ like if you screw up your life purposely (say burn yourself) will that be getting a loan of good chi or does it just negate to punish you for being a dumbass? ._. Nvm ill think it through one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok woo now everyone sees how complex i am =o qutie an ideology huh ^^ its quite a way to pull you through life i must say ;D cause when youre sad or youre getting screwed around, you feel happy and even excited to live on to see what good happens to you! So lets keep happy guys ^^ dont be angsty, dont be sad, dont be suicidal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause theres still so much more to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like getting laid xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113949011011113201?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113949011011113201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113949011011113201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113949011011113201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113949011011113201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/92.html' title='9/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113940558660256960</id><published>2006-02-08T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T05:33:06.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8/2</title><content type='html'>Woo. Here I am again =o Haiz my life is getting more and more screwed up by the day. Today met up with my SMP mentor with kevin and justin and i managed to realise how freaking packed my week is. As in seriously it is terribly horribly terrible. Esp with the gay change in training schedule on josephs part, i not longer have a go-home-at-130 day anymore. And neither is my saturday free. Man thats freaking sick and annoying. How the hell am i going to make it through sec 3 T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!! Was wondering whether i should become a less nice person. Not that its hard or anything, im sure like everyone else this whole nice guy thing is just a show =o Not trying to be angsty or anything but i realised that my life would be very different if i were to be just that bit less nice and forgiving. Lets look into the pros and cons ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros -&lt;br /&gt;1) People will take me more seriously. Perhaps something that everyone likes, some more of this wont hurt. Though its not as if i want everyone to go "OMG JOHN HATES ME HES AN ASSHOLE" if i were to drop a joke or two. Its just that as it is people think its "cool" to take me as a joke, since thats what the mainstream likes to do (or at least thats what i let them do) But it does get pretty irritating after a while of having to constantly nag to be taken seriously, though i do admit that when it really really counts, people are there for me ^^&lt;br /&gt;2) More rights. Not only will people stop treating me like the retard i make myself out to be, words i say will weigh more and people wont do things that really annoy me yet i suck it up cause it makes them happy. On that note, people make way in the canteen, bus and mrt if i give that "dont screw with me" look at them =o=o. Mean i know but sometimes just cant be bothered xp&lt;br /&gt;3)  Perhaps a higher plane of self satisfaction. Which is because i am a poisonous person by nature and ahhh it feels good to really let the "load" off on someone (pun intended whaha) Hell if i did it more i might get high ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, the cons&lt;br /&gt;1) People wont be as happy. Which is natural if you got a super dao, hyper bu shuang guy who likes to pick on someone and seriously screw everyones life around. (Sounds like someone huh.. starts with J and ends with unis.. any guesses from the floor? =o) Anyway, making everyone happy is my goal in life so thats a con &gt;.&gt; (Though until i get a gf =D then ill just make her happy XD),&lt;br /&gt;2) Undoubtedly, less friends but definitely very good ones. Since ill only be nice to those who take my seriously and treat me with the respect everyone deserves =3) Ill feel bad about myself. Cause i (think i) am a forgiving and easy going person by nature =o yeah wtf poisonous and forgiving whaha. Its more of forgiving to small things but if you want to play it big, then bring it on ^^ Cause ahh it feels soo good =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm listed out the pros and cons. Looks like ill have to undergo a deeper level of self discovery and of finding out my personal dharma =p but i guess ill just be happy with myself for the while. (Not that im not loving life as it is.. ok perhaps im not lol) Hmm. On the horny note, looks like ny girls dont see contact with girls as being despo. Nah the slightest circumstances must be considered, including variables and fair tests and what not =o=o nah just jk. Dotorate in the science of desponess anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113940558660256960?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113940558660256960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113940558660256960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113940558660256960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113940558660256960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/82.html' title='8/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113931546472745130</id><published>2006-02-07T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T04:31:04.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7/2</title><content type='html'>Zz what a day. Found out that my position as t1 500m isnt confirmed after all how mean of joseph &gt;.&lt; nvm i promise to meng for every training from now to retain that place =o Though pretty stress now haiz. On a lighter note, was talking to mogie and he was telling me about how my searching for "mark reong" on your google engine, youll end up with my sec 1 blog =p yeah i went over to read it and its pretty cool to see the changes ive undergone ^^ perhaps one reason why i cant bear to delete it =o=o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wooo valentines day is coming up. Aaannndddd woo cousin getting engaged soon. Ahh the delights of being a grown up ^^ but oh well we're all still too immature now =o=o another reason why we should become asexuals ._. Was like talking to kevin during training and he claims that he doesnt (ever) want a girl friend =o=o dont know whether i heard the ever and thats why i put the brackets ^^ whaha kevin is the model for all asexual wannabes to follow. And course theres also the group who should, for the good of the rest of the populaion, become asexual =p like our dear celery eater. Not mentioning any names XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz was checking sarah's blog and seems like she and junis are still at it. Sheesh. Just hope for them all that scrooing around ends soon =o keep life happy yah. and lol isnt it so weird when theres an arguement between your friends who happen to be enemies. Like some sick hate triangle &gt;.&gt; on one hand, theres junis which i dont really want to offend, for reasons of friendship and cause i dont want him to start screwing around with me ._. And then theres sarah, whos not as "materially" a friend to me, but still shes a girl and im a young and healthy guy so ^^. Interpret ^^ as you wish XD. Ttthhhhooouuugggghhhh i feel very frankly, if you dont want flamers and such then just block him OORRR even better take away the tag board like me =D okok so maybe its cause i cant be bothered to put it into the html, but thats not the point XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg gonna meet my smp mentor tomorrow. pleasepleaseplease let her (yes shes already female) be young and not those really really &gt;&gt;&lt;&lt; type(so she'll be more reasonable xp). Interpret as you want again =p And with regards to smp, im seriously in a dilema =o be friendly to sister school and be labeled despo, or just stfu and be labeled "normal" as society defines it. HELL NO my fellow males i tell you now if you want to go out with girls just ask. It'll clear your conscience and you wont keep beating yourself up for what you may call "a missed chance". Ive made my attempts, failed (perhaps one too many times =o) but at the end of it you realise that theres nothing to denial =o k perhaps it sucks for a while but hey my conscience is CLEAN and im cool =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pleaseplease find a sexuality. Yes thats right this means you. Dont keep up that "hell asexual sucks, ill probably take hetero" but then everytime youre around the opposite sex you clam up and become super dao. If you want to keep that up just turn asexual. So yeah youre like screw thats because youre despo. But hey its because your definition of despo and sociable is way off. Well, whats it gonna be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113931546472745130?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113931546472745130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113931546472745130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113931546472745130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113931546472745130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/72.html' title='7/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113923307127991034</id><published>2006-02-06T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T05:37:51.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6/2</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ok wow life is so cool.  I was thinking today about whether style &gt; substance or substanc &gt; style ._. Lets see i had this english presentation today. K perhaps i didnt get ALL my facts down, maybe i couldnt answer all the questions (im the presenter damnit) aaannnndddd perhaps i was joking around a bit, but i managed to attract the class' attention while presenting such a boring topic, isnt that something worth creditting? =o but noo mrs yong sees it as if i was joking around and being a retard -__- i mean like check out jianle (no offense =\) i didnt catch a quarter of the presentation =o and ok perhaps linus one was better but hey given words like "penal" and other sad articles on blahblah i wont have to pull the retard right &gt;.&gt; But nvm perhaps she has a valid point next time ill just present with that monotonous and formal voice and she'll be like zomg john great job substance &gt; style its ok if the whole class slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baha damn ive got such a busy life got to mug. And hey that reminds me i mugged chinese today! =o=o jiayou myself! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113923307127991034?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113923307127991034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113923307127991034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113923307127991034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113923307127991034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/62.html' title='6/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113914640980324720</id><published>2006-02-05T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T05:33:32.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5/2</title><content type='html'>Life is really cool. Especially when it comes to setting priorities. Isnt it kinda sad/weird when everytime people tell you that you must prioritise for this and that and you go like "damn i should do that" and at the end of the day youre thinking "shit which one do i go for" yeah thats why life sucks. I got canoeing studies smp chem car keeping my life intact church welfare sec duties to contend with. K perhaps this isnt as hectic as people who have to bother about keeping their hormones in check by watching harem anime =o buuutttt hey i manage ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lol on the topic of harem anime =p oms seems like shuffle has caught on with the normal dota fools =o yeah see i told you shuffle was cool XD but like all harem anime, it has its setbacks =o lets look through them ^^&lt;br /&gt;1) It makes you feel angsty =o Probably because the protagonist guy is such a screwed up loser and yet he gets like the *omgdroppantsandstartdrooling* girls &gt;.&gt; Probably the best way to get angsty is to watch ichigo100% then go listen to m2m's pretty boy while doing nothing =o course if youre a girl dont try this cause the harem anime will probably piss you off and the song will most likely make you go on a "OMG ALL GUYS ARE CHAUVANSITIC PIGS" rampage.&lt;br /&gt;2) Its just not real, and it makes you feel that you know all about relationships when in actual fact you know nothing. K perhaps this is exxaggerating a bit, you might learn that a) girls would forgive you even if you cheat on them, slap them and abuse them b) girls are doomed to love you for some sad reason c) every turn in life youre going to find in a girl whos going to throw herself at you. Nah besides these youll probably not learn anything. (if you cant sense the sarcasm go boil your head and die)&lt;br /&gt;3) It gets pretty pissing. Or at least thats how i feel now =o Like if that sad loser was me ill just pick my type and be like OMG WILL YOU DATE ME (seeing as to how ill be of age =p) and she'll be like OMG YEAH HE LOVES ME (seeing as to how im in an anime) and ill live happily ever after ^^^ yes as you can see im not asexual =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah you see now why i have started on something more cool like aishiteruze baby, GTO and yakitake japan ^^ all are great stuff which promise a happy ending =o go watch XD and ohoh on that horny note MY COUSINS GETTING ENGAGED THIS FRIDAY. Yes engaged but not married but who cares =o ill like finally be able to attend a wedding ceremony ^^ though ill probably be sent to the depths of angst and depression but oh well ^^" twotwotwotwo more years ill hold on =p and hell by then ill probably be some freaking sick fit guy (thats if i hang on with canoeing) seeing as to how joseph that sicko makes us run 6km most of the time -__- though im cool cause spidery long legs rock!XD run slowly and its pretty damn fast ^^ Now sit there and envy me =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113914640980324720?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113914640980324720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113914640980324720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113914640980324720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113914640980324720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/52.html' title='5/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113906243180589096</id><published>2006-02-04T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T06:13:51.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4/2</title><content type='html'>Shit. Somethingclean is down imma slap the loser who did what not to it ._. Haiz ok so perhaps i was a bit inactive bbbuuuttt what the heck. Still dont know how everyone can keep blogging and blogging and not get burnt out &gt;.&gt; Isnt blogging like seriously time taxing and all &gt;.&lt; Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading up on metrosexuals and this further lead me to find out about all the different types of sexualities =o take your pick:&lt;br /&gt;1)Heterosexual&lt;br /&gt;2)Homosexual&lt;br /&gt;3)Pansexual&lt;br /&gt;4)Bisexual&lt;br /&gt;5)Asexual&lt;br /&gt;Okok for those who dont know, Pansexual is someone who likes all types of sexualities, including something about introsexuals =o Haiz was actually wondering to myself what a ny girl would want a hci guy to be seeing as to how every slightest contact (doesnt work for all =o) and theyll be like omg you are so freaking despo gerroff me ._. And yeah me and junis came to the same conclusion lets all be ASEXUALS (which means you dont like any sexualities, aka you have no purpose in life except to work and die) thatd be soo cool &gt;.&gt; But i guess if i suddenly came to school and was like "omg dont talk about girls (though they dont) thats so despo" everyone would pass out or be shocked for a total of ten seconds least so no im staying straight ^^ (and horny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised that trying to organise an outing with ny girls is a pretty sad idea &gt;.&lt; change ="p" then ="o" school ="o"&gt;.&gt; Oh yeah lets all turn asexual ^^ Or even better to preserve that last sliver of sexuality we can all turn homo. Seems phang has caught on pretty fast =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh on that note of sexuality. I was thinking about how cool itd be to be a girl (see im not a chauvanist =o) Though through a very "guy" perspective. And ive got such a great grasp of it cause my nick is joann and people sometimes mistake me for a girl XD (in case youre wondering why my nick is joann, just take it as part of the ASEXUAL movement ^^ nah just jk) Okok so what good stuff do girls get?&lt;br /&gt;1) They have special treatment in comgames (there was this guy today was like "damn i was hoping to play protect the girl" whaha as if ill need protection =o=o) But then again finding a girl who plays guy games is pretty rare huh &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;2) They arent as devoured by hormones as guys are. Or at least i am ^^ Cause some of my friends are apparently already asexual and can join the movement anytime XD&lt;br /&gt;3) They have special treatment in functions. Thats only when gentlemen are around though. Whahaha.&lt;br /&gt;4) They have the right to slap guys who cant return the favor .-. take it from me a slap is a really effective way to get people to stfu =o&lt;br /&gt;5) They are the woo-ees in a relationship, aka the slacker/play hard to get-er. Woo. okok not funny ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whhaaaa ok thats 5. Crap but still 5. Im sure theres lots more to being a girl but whaha not going to make a long list right =\ Haiz. Was wondering howd it be like to be an angsty crapper. Cause girls(though "your type" isnt gauranteed damn i cant spell that) dig angsty peeps, as proven by our dear fabian(nono this is not a flame or anything &gt;.&gt;) Maybe ill come to school one day with that "Im so cool dont cramp my style" and start pulling a dao and start typing angsty blog posts =o But i guess thats just not me huh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh ok ive wasted enough time =o one closing tip for angsty nubs - eat chocolate itll save you from that saaadddd nation cause it makes you happy =) as in crap when i wanna feel angsty i just cut my chocolate intake for like a week =o=o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113906243180589096?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113906243180589096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113906243180589096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113906243180589096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113906243180589096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/02/42.html' title='4/2'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113750653168303188</id><published>2006-01-17T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T06:02:11.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/1</title><content type='html'>I've hauled my ass over to somethingclean.blogspot.com ^^ mixed blog so if you see any swear words it isnt (usually) me k? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113750653168303188?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113750653168303188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113750653168303188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113750653168303188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113750653168303188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/01/171.html' title='17/1'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113673076535933610</id><published>2006-01-08T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T03:49:12.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurry ryaya</title><content type='html'>Hmm i think i got the spelling on the item wrong but oh well ^^ today was a retarded day.. training was as dumb as usual and  no one could go out =\ so just train eat sleep lor &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY yah the story =o dun give negative comments k very hard to write for me already &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Doctor, will john be alright?" MJ surveyed the body of john worriedly, the whole group of baka rangers crowding around the weakened state of their team member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to reassure the rangers, the doctor faked a smile. "He'll be just fine. We're the only medical centre in the galaxy which can heal him. You'll just have to trust us. And for now, we'll ask that you leave the operation room." The doctor made hand motions which invited them out of the room. Reluctantly, the rangers plodded out into the waiting hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey guys i think ill go check on john just one more time" junis informed the group, words laced with fake worry. In fact, he was planning to take john's protected handphone to read its inbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah yeah junis whatever. Just make it quick" Kevin muttered. Not bothering with the buiness of junis, slumped on the squashy sofas which were in the waiting hall. However, just as junis approached the operating room, he heard weird sounds coming from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneaking a peak through the ajar door, junis spotted the doctor. "Haha foolish earthling! Soon with the amount of hosts we have we will be able to take over this planet!" But that wasnt all that was strange in the room. The doctor had started growing tendrils on his back... his face elongating and skin darkening and hardening. "Ohmigod its an alien" Junis thought to himself. "Maybe ill just let john get subjected to whatever he has in mind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, things didnt go quite as junis planned. Suddenly, a cheerful kevin and MJ opened the door. "Hey hows it going doc?... OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT" Kevin demanded. Wasting no time, MJ leapt forward and delivered a back breaking flying kick which sent the alien reeling. Without showing any remorse, mj quickly walked over and delivered the final blow, and proved that aliens do have nether regions after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man that was the doctor you crapper!" Junis muttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Curse you earthling.. but you cannot stop us.. we already have the whole of the medical centre infested.." And the alien breathed no more. As if set off by its words, all the rest of the medical staff started undergoing the strange transformation its former ally went through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh screw this.." lc grumbled, "Why does john get a mission off". Wasting no time, lc dashed over and slammed the locks on the control pad. "Sheesh why didnt the alien lock" He thought to himself. However, this measure was but a short term one. The aliens were proceeding to bash the door open, and which each defeaning BANG a visible dent in the door was seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly assuming the position as a leader, Kevin gave out orders. "Ok guys. LC and MJ you go and fend the monsters off. Junis and I will try to perform the operation on john ourselves" the gleam which shone in his eye was too much to be ignored, but in times of crisis the rangers had no choice but to leave john in the hands of kevin and junis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not confident in kevin's capibility to properly treat john, and seeing as to how kevin was already examining a nearby gardening scissors, LC decided that it was time to unleash his hidden weapon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok dude this is way cool" Kevin laughed. They were in a robot the size of a cell, and had been injected into john's bloodstream. As they journeyed further into the darkness, they suddenly met up with a huge, white ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell is that man" Junis, who apparently didnt major in the sciences, asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thats a white blood cell, fool. They attack foreign cells that come into the body... oh shit" The realisation hit kevin like a truck, bawling him over. Looking over to junis for ideas, he found junis' eyes gleaming as he observed at the plain, white ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Err. Dude?" Kevin inquired. This was so not the time for junis to feel horny or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OHMYGODNO" Junis yelled as he hammered down on the "Missle duct a" button. Following this, a single hellfire missle shot out of the bottom and rocketted towards the white blood cell, decimating its cell membrane and splurting the contents all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HEY YO MAN WHAT THE HELL" Kevin demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Soccer balls.." Junis muttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Soccer balls?" Kevin repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes.. ang made us go track so much (just a retarded side track.a great pun! Does not follow story line) and so i didnt have anytime to play soccer... all my life it has been a battle between me and the inviting soccer ball! I CANT STAND IT!" The scream was probably due to the sudden emergence of 5 new white blood cells. (I dont know about you, but with LCs high tech rocket technology and a rampaging junis with those missles on the loose, i wouldnt really want to be those cells =\) In a moment of desperation, junis hammered down on the button "Missle barrage a" causing a flurry of missles to go flying at the helpless cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Too easy" LC walked around, surveying the carnage. MJ dusted his hands, unscarred by the pathetic fight put up by the aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Curse you earthling.. but i have not revealed my true form yet! /sevillaugh" The last remainding alien chuckled away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just bring it on" MJ challenged, but soon retracted this when the monster started growing to 10 times its size!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No..." LC muttered. He knew that with the aliens huge size and hardedned skin, normal attacks would merely faze it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things looked pretty bleak in John's blood system too. Just then, a intertwining set of two genes appeared, made up of big white balls, and this set junis' sensitive state of mind off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ERR HOLD ON MAN ISNT THAT JOHNS GENETIC CODE" Kevin yelled as he struggled to restrain Junis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SOCCER BALL! DESTROY!" Junis screamed his war cry. Breaking free with his newfound strength of the frenzy, he jumped over and hit all the buttons which were in the offense section. And knowing LC, some of these buttons included "dude you gotta be crazy" or "reserved for cao". Soon, john's blood stream was saturated with high density missles and the residue of burst DNA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my God..." Kevin uttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if they were of the same mind, MJ, too, uttered the same phrase. But this was perhaps due to the sudden growth of john. Soon after, John had grew to the size of the monster and had taken on the form of ULTRAMAN. The fight soon started, with john doing right hand slaps on the monster without retaliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away, reporters linus and mogie (their moonlighted jobs) were reporting the scene. "As you can see... there is a battle between a huge man and a weird monster.. What mogie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No linus.. its just that... look behind you again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What.. dont mess with me.. WHAT THE" John had suddenly grew wings and was flying, preparing for an aerial attack on the monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down at ground zero, LC and MJ were looking at each other with wtf faces. "Uuh. Did john have wings before?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Errr... I think he did..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down at ground negative one, (johns body) kevin was having worries of his own. Junis had not cooled down and they were descending further into the blood stream, and they were blasting every genetic code they came across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"STOP IT YOU TARD" kevin screamed at the top of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Soccer ball!!!!!!!!!" Junis continued his squealing as he continously hammered on the buttons which kept popping back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps mysteriously linked to his genetic code, john had started undergoing strange transformations in his body. Soon enough, it was a battle between a panda and an alien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry for the error.. it is now a deathmatch between a giant panda and an alien!" Reporter linus corrected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oi linus what kok you talking look back again lah" Mogie shouted. Sure enough, what had been a panda had now changed into a giant tuna, which was attack the alien by slapping it with its body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Deathmatch between a Giant Tuna fish and Alien"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LOOK AGAIN LAH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Deathmatch between a Giant snail and alien"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Deathmatch between a giant cabbage and alien"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Deathmatch between a pair of boxers and alien"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rain of continous attacks seemed to be too much for the big bad alien to take. Finally conquered, the alien fell the the floor, and breathed no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And so folks, the alien has been defeated by... a giant pair of boxers... OKOK JUST CUT ALREADY" Linus seemed pretty pissed off with the retarded chain of events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, everyone safely extracted and brought home, the rangers found a new member in their living quarters. He was much better looking, and of course much better built than john, but still retained most of his normal features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OI Wtf you doing here loser" Junis barked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What you mean wtf who am i? Im john, loser!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THE END]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113673076535933610?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113673076535933610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113673076535933610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113673076535933610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113673076535933610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/01/hurry-ryaya.html' title='hurry ryaya'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113671616242177168</id><published>2006-01-08T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T02:29:22.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is sad</title><content type='html'>haiz today nothing much to post about so shant bore you guys with it =\ okok lets continue with the story already! :D Btw, this time round i actually did some research on idioms so itll make more sense ^^" and its not bug to a fire but moth to a fire! Sorry =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Proverb Power]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So much for being safe.." MJs voice was barely audible under the defeaning crackling of the flames surrounding the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look on the bright side guys," LC laughed as he tried to cover up for his error "The fire isnt all that big. We can just get some water and put it out easily!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far far away on another planet, linus and mogie were taking a vacation on their resort island, and were looking at other planets with their intergalactic telescope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey mogie come and check this out!" linus beckoned to mogie, "Theres a planet not far from here with a huge cloud of smoke above the forest!" Bored, mogie ambled over to the telescope. Sure enough, there was a huge cloud of smoke blocking their view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well.. you know what they say.. when theres smoke, theres a fire" mogie joked as he indifferently walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles back, a huge ball of flame suddenly exploded in the faces of the baka rangers, and an unfortunate kevin was caught in the blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG WHO DID THAT YOU LOSERS" yelled an infuriated kevin as he turned back and inspected the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow junis so thats what happened" John joked. However, this remark didnt sit very well with junis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WALAO RACIST LAH HUH JOHN" Junis barked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the sidelines, LC couldnt hold back, "Wow junis has quite a black face.. uhh oops"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that was heard of junis was a scream which sounded like "SCREW YOU LC" as a wall of fire spiralled toward junis' face. Fortunately, the flame soon wore off, and junis was back to normal (geddit) soon after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off with john for writing this section of the script, junis quickly yelled out "Check it out guys johns on fire!" (refering to my writing ability)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AHH DAMN YOU JUNIS" John yelled as a little flame appeared on john's head. Little did john know that that was the least of his worries, as junis shouted out again "Oh lets help john! Fight fire with fire!" Just as junis said that, the little flame on johns head burst into a huge flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Im a sour grape! Im a sour grape!" john wailed as his bodily water content suddenly increased by 1000%, saving his ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Guys i think we should try using this proverb thing to our advantage and put this fire out before we all become junis" LC popped in, apparently not ready to share the same fate as kevin or john.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Easier said than done" MJ grumbled as he searched through his memory for any idioms with water in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while of thinking, the group finally got some ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're treading water omg" "Dont cry over split milk" "Youre wet behind the ears""We're swimming with the sharks(taking a huge risk.. another great pun!)" was heard from the group as they shouted out whatever came to their minds. As expected, the lost technology reacted to the proverbs and soon three things happened consecutively:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)LC had changed into swimming costume and was seen treading water which kept on appearing and spilling onto the fire&lt;br /&gt;2) Kevin started crying incessantly over a small glass of milk, and his insane amount of tears seemed to aid in covering the fire&lt;br /&gt;3) The back of MJs ears started getting really moist and soon enough water started gushing out like a hose&lt;br /&gt;4)A huge lake appeared out of nowhere, and lots of sharks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG JOHN WHY DID YOU SAY THAT WHY NOT SWIM WITH THE FISHES" Junis squealed as he wrestled a shark off his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. there was such an idiom? uhh. oops" john laughed as he tried to ignore the murderous stares of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyway, lets go home already" an exhausted lc heaved as he walked over to the previous stapler and pocketed it, all the while surveying the chaos which had just died down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, lets just leave this as water under the bridge" John remarked, unable to hold it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And far far away on that distant island resort, mogie swore he heard something which sounded like "damn you john".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[END] ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113671616242177168?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113671616242177168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113671616242177168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113671616242177168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113671616242177168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-is-sad.html' title='Life is sad'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113664057009147674</id><published>2006-01-07T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T05:42:35.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3Oooh so damn sad</title><content type='html'>Hey people looks like blogging just isnt my thing =\ but anyway lc junis mj all have a fanfic so i thought itll be cool if i started one. but thatll come later :D First talk about my new class &gt;.&gt; but firstly as the URL suggests, i love to bitch about other people. So dont take any offense if you arent flattered here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my class in a nutshell, is not the best of classes ive been in frankly. I strongly felt that 2M was much better. Why do i think so?&lt;br /&gt;Fact a) Class environment in the morning is like its some freaking graveyard. People all about but no one talking, i either suck it up and plug in my mp3 or go over to another class in search of some clue of life.&lt;br /&gt;Fact b) Its a science class. And you know science people compared to humans people, are much more introverted and so much more organised, which i cant stand.&lt;br /&gt;Fact c) From what I've seen, people dont have much of a life. The highlights of their(my new classmates) holidays are really sad, to the extent that i can think of more than 6 instances in the holidays which i did something more highlightish.&lt;br /&gt;Fact d) They seem devoid of hormones. HEY im a young and healthy guy at least start a topic on girls without me having to do it right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz its only the first week and so many faults come to mind. Hope things will smooth out in the near future. But anyway, time for my fanfic :D ok since junis and mj do something on super powers, and lc does something on war, i thought i would do something unique to myself too! And what better way than to write about retarded happenings like an anime! XD Btw im saying this cause im themeing it after galaxy angel and south park and so if you die in the story, dont worry youll come back to life sooner or later :D Sorry if its not great or anything but my writing aint exactly as good as humans/bsp people =\ PS: If youre confused now, dont worry itll all make sense sooner or later :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;proverb&gt;[Proverb Power]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohmigod how the heck are we supposed to find the lost technology in this FREAKING DESERT??" MJ wailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soaking in sweat, the baka rangers trudged onward, searching high and low for any object which could contain a trace of lost technology. ( In the story, an item with lost technology has weird an unique powers which is activated upon use. And such, the baka ranger's duty is to search and collect these items upon orders. This story is also on a galactic basis and thus they go different planets on these missions. Note that they are employed and stay at a communal base =o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stfu and walk MJ, we aint got all day" Junis shouted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah junis we all know you cant get any blacker than you already are. Feel some empathy" MJ replied defensively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as MJ said that, a white dog with black spots on its fine coat of fur approached the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG what the hell is that" John exclaims, pointing at the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its a dalmation, dumbass" LC muttered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh yeah just testing you guys heh heh.. OMG WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO DOING TO MY JEANS YOU DUMB DOG"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog had walked over, and was now licking the bottom of john's treasured jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow john is that yours or something? Thats a dalmation and its really expensive! I heard its around 3 million neffs" MJ gasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh haha yeah i just remembered someone gave it to my during my birthday hahahaha OMG SCREW YOU"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearily, the group looked at john, wondering why he was shouting for the third time, only to realise a puddle of pee on where john was standing, and a dark patch on the front of his right shoe. Frustrated, john picked up a stapler that he found on the floor and threw it with all his might at the dog. Yippying, the dog ran in fright, carrying the stapler with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And dont come back!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This retarded sequence of events was too much for kevin. "Guys im frigging beat. Lets leave the job to later and take a break at the nearby town"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But we havent fini-" MJ was cut short as kevin gave a short but definitely intimidating stare at MJs nether regions. And so the group walked to the nearest town, without the realisation that staplers arent usually found in deserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally there, the group slumped onto the benches and rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walao its so frigging hot!! I feel like a luo4 tang1 ji1" LC exclaimed. Suddenly, there was a poof and LC had fallen into a huge bowl which had appeared out of no where, and was wearing a strange chicken costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WTFARK LC HAHAHA" Junis burst out. The others in the group, those slightly amused, didnt really share the thrill of seeing one of their fellow ranger swimming in a bowl of strange fluid. They quickly extracted him from the bowl and got him dressed in his ranger attire once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okok i wanna know WTF HAPPENED THERE" LC demanded. The whole group watched as kevin dipped his tongue into the body of liquid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey this stuff is soup! And its pretty good too!" Kevin shouted. Throats parched from the long walk, the group clambered over to drink the soup. And expectedly, a fight begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walao junis go take some other space" MJ said as he shoved junis out of his share of the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KNN you lah you blocking me lah loser go away" Junis yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oioi dont blow your top junis theres enough soup for everyone" John stepped in. Just as he said that, however, the top half of junis flew off with a BANG and he landed next to his lower portion soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DAMN YOU JOHN WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME" Junis practically screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"okok guys lets all hush and think this through. Then perhaps we'll be able to make it back to base in one piece" LC muttered slowly. As if what LC's words had some healing property, the two parts of junis flew together and merged into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Err... im back right guys?" Junis gasped, face pale and hands holding on to his bottom and nether area as if he never wanted to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok this place is seriously screwed. Im outta here!" John said as he walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nownow john hold on to your horses! We haven-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG WHAT THE! LC YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE" John screamed as two horses, running at top speed, appeared in front of him and, to make things worse, a string which connected john's hands and the horses' necks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, realisation struck kevin. "Omg it must have been that stapler we saw just now! Staplers arent usually seen in the desert are they?" This question was met with -__- faces from the whole group, which lacked a screaming john who was disappearing in the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LC, being the most rational one, had caught on much sooner. "It must be the lost technology which reacts to any proverb said, and must have been activated when john threw it at the dog!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was followed by a gasp by the whole group. "Then lets go get that lost technology and bail or asses out of this place guys!" MJ shouted. This was lead by a cheer and soon the group was on their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the group ran back to where they had come from, they noticed two things which did not make sense : 1) John had rejoined them 2) they were running in a forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey its just a story guys.." John said defensively, upon the many wtf looks from the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while of running, the group finally sat down and took a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im beat" kevin complained, only to regret his desicion as a baton appeared out of nowhere and started hitting him. Pissed off, kevin challenged the group, "bite m- OMG NO DONT BITE ME"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, junis noticed some movement in the bushes. "HEY ITS THE DOG" he shouted, pointing to the direction where they had come from. Sure enough, the dog was a short distance off, and was walking toward them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heh heh, just like a bug drawn to a fire" LC grinned to himself, and halfway realised that he had slipped out an idiom. Wasting no time, the group quickly took cover next to a nearby stream. And sure enough, there was a loud BAM! And a huge fire appeared in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haha that was close. But its opposite the bank guys so dont worry!" LC comforted the group. However, just as he said that, there was a small poof as a small pair of wings appeared on everyone's backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohmy god no.." Junis muttered, as realisation set in to the group like a dozen swords being pierced through your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And obviously, that isnt a good thing to happen. The group soon found themselves flying at full speed towards the burning part of the forest, and no need to mention that screams were soon audible from outside the forest itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landing with a thud, the group found themselves encircled in flame. "Just kill me..." John grumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;to&gt;[TO BE CONTINUED] how thrilling ;D&lt;/to&gt;&lt;/proverb&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113664057009147674?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113664057009147674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113664057009147674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113664057009147674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113664057009147674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2006/01/3oooh-so-damn-sad.html' title='3Oooh so damn sad'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113300672050662851</id><published>2005-11-26T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T04:05:20.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FSBC ^^</title><content type='html'>Wow havent blogged in a while Oo but ahh well i guess from now on ill only blog about the major milestones in my life.. since my life is just train,eat,sleep,play,sleep,repeat. To one day look back at my posts and remember about the times i had.. thats what i guess this is for to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm today was boring. Woke up at 7 eat then went for training. When i got there we ran around 2km and then went to paddle. Ohyah we just got a new relief coach... and aside from the fact that hes pretty cool hes pretty saddistic too Oo we were made to do warm up to 1km meter mark then continue with 13km.. which adds up to 14km! Zzz. Anyhow training today was tougher than i though.. 2 weeks of no training really has taken its toll on me haiz. Got pissed off with alex cause last few km direction screwed.. but i guess the real reason was our boat too heavy liao so sorry! Just splash me less &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; its really a waste, how camps always seem so short and when youre starting to really get close to each other and having a blast it just ends of like that and leaves you empty and sad. Its like once everyone decides to open up the curtains to their soul we find that the people waiting for us have gone.. and now theres nothing but emptiness and we're left to close up yet again. Just like a mimosa, when its touched it closes up, and once it really opens up the intruder has left. And though i have met a lot of cool people like kellie,david,daniel,samuel, timothy, thomas,karyn,kimberly,eudora,audrey and loads more, theres always that slight twinge of regret for spending my first few days with my social circle instead of opening up, and here i am wondering why everyone hasnt learnt that just by leaving their social comfort zone and reaching out friendships can be forged so easily and so well. But i guess as time passes, we mature more, and here i have vowed to myself to go out of my social circle on the first day of any camp next time. Wonder whether ill be able to keep it =\ And so all the malaysian brethren gone back to malaysia and im not sure whether ill see their faces again or whether ill remember them =( haiz at least got their contacts.. but i guess its the personal touch which just makes all the difference. Already the memories are slipping through my fingers like sand as i struggle to hold them back, but its just a way of life all good things must come to end and i hope we'll see each other again really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i am thinking of the hymn which joel lead.. "If we never meet again".. nice song with ohso beautiful lyrics i must write :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey,&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps we'll never meet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Till we gather in heaven's bright city,&lt;br /&gt;Far away on that beautiful shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we never meet again,&lt;br /&gt;this side of heaven,&lt;br /&gt;As we struggle through this world and its strife,&lt;br /&gt;Theres another meeting place,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;By the shining river of life.&lt;br /&gt;Where the charming roses bloom,&lt;br /&gt;for ever and ever,&lt;br /&gt;and where seperations come never more.&lt;br /&gt;If we never meet again,&lt;br /&gt;this side of heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Ill meet you on that beautiful shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh what a wonderful hymn. Ive tagged my memories to it now. May it never fade away.. but now my heart's content! ok then Byebye ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113300672050662851?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113300672050662851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113300672050662851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113300672050662851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113300672050662851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/11/fsbc_26.html' title='FSBC ^^'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-113172489819184115</id><published>2005-11-11T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T08:01:38.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week of hols Oo</title><content type='html'>Haha these few days been so slack! Finally learnt to sit back, relax and watch some anime :D (not that ive never known it)  Haiz. Junnies been saying what want to go to ny chalet.. i mean like thats a cool idea but with anti males like yc im not sure whether thats so smart &gt;.&gt; But i guess if i could go i WOULD... i AM a male with present hormones after all ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2m05..&lt;br /&gt;haiz looks like the 2 years together has finally come to an end. The peaks of ownage will always be with me forever. Couldnt have asked for a more cool class, and i will miss you guys. Yes, there are some major ass holes which can emerge and wipe themselves all over your face, but i guess at those times of emergency we always band together to help each other out. Ill take the opportunity here to thank all those who where there for me, those times when i needed a hand, esp with my chinese compre ._. , those times i felt like there was no point in going on.&lt;br /&gt;and in this i managed to amass a small group of my best friends, people who i would sacrifice my ass for and im sure would do the same if i really needed. And even though closeness brings about friction, we've hung together and have come out of the rough treatment as a refined group which is brought even closer together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now you're probably going about how great your class was too, how yours is exactly like mine. But heres a little reality check - 2m05 has gotten best MSG in almost all terms(excpet the one we found DOTA :D), 2m05 has raped another class in DOTA and CS even though they like spend their lives on it,  2m05 has had full attendance for our EOTA and finally i think we're one of the few classes which have been branded to have gangs and being ready to rip each other apart at each opportune moment. Yep, thats 2m05 for you, THE class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this i end my term of office as the Welfare Sec, I'll try to continue organising events for you guys so just you wait! And in view of that i may not be taking up the job next year if there are too little 2Mers.. so dun blame me &gt;.&gt; Haiz its getting late.. should go now.. BB lub j00 guys ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ill do the class chalet if i manage to bring myself to it later.. remind me to do it lehz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-113172489819184115?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/113172489819184115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=113172489819184115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113172489819184115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/113172489819184115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/11/1st-week-of-hols-oo.html' title='1st week of hols Oo'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-112842555362619097</id><published>2005-10-04T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T04:32:33.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuffle figurine!!</title><content type='html'>Whee. Bought 20 bucks worth of shuffle figurines.. ph34r t3h otaku pls Oo hehe. Each is 4 bucks lor.. then got 2 same one somemore haiz sad life. Hmm. Today was a spastic day at school. Science was fun we slacked like crap talktalk and then ended without really having to wish for the end =d then after that assembly, same sad crap. Just that im so proud i finally realised how the sadppl look like ler. Its not a bug.. its a nymph!! =d sry to all those (esp those sitting next to me) for my constant commenting" that guy looks like a bug" cause i just couldnt hit the nail and needed some confirmation. Thank god for (forgotwho) who commented "hmm. perhaps hes a nymph"! That shed a lot of light =) anyway that guy pwns all man. Esp his hair. That even owns lc Oo its like swept back and all flat (thank god its not shiny but still bad enough) haiz. Before we left assembly linus gave his prezzie for the NYAA duty to me.. this cool small gatsby thing, THANKS =) shall be useful for outings next time in case we have a bad hair day.. literally lolz. After that we had chinese. Saddeningly boring. But at least i found out what the story is about. Plus the only saving grace was that my group was crapping XD and my already graffitti-ed pencil box has been polluted yet again by kevin.. Now the inside got smiley liao.. just that kevin decided to draw these fuzzy type. Not following the ._. code kevin tsk tsk. Then since kevin was doing the inside i thought of something lame i asked him to draw "peekaboo" inside. Its seriously damn lame next time go take a look xp And btw kevin i thought we were through this like a century ago! I dont like that person and the other one too &gt;.&gt; seriously man just cause i make lame joke about her doesnt mean i love her or what ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly. Been damn jialat over welfare sec stuff. Firstly, im AOS of the frigging EOYA and im in charge of the second day of EOYA : to those who still dunno we're having an eating fiesta!! =) suggested by yours truly.. shall try to make it fun yah =D Secondly. Been worried about our class eoya too. Was thinking about that spare terrace we saw the other time.. Am i letting a good opportunity pass me by? ._. Asked lc ler.. He said no though. To those who dunno what im talking about go ask me.. Bah. I go check whether its still there later then :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-112842555362619097?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/112842555362619097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=112842555362619097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112842555362619097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112842555362619097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/10/shuffle-figurine.html' title='Shuffle figurine!!'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-112783361370302390</id><published>2005-09-27T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T05:43:26.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MRPP</title><content type='html'>Woo. Today went for this oral defense workshop.. found out MRP got 40/45 for CPK Oo and with moderation got 42/45 zomgwtfgayshitwoohoo. So yah now need 7 marks for OD to get a1 for mrp woohoo XD hmm. These few days been damn lame lah. (someone you shouldnt know) keep sending me hentai as in real pr0n im like ZZZZZ pls dun send me. Then he like send me 2 pics lah.. haiz. Ahh well.. I DIDNT EXCEPT EITHER AND I DIDNT LOOK TOO so dont get any funny ideas. Recent Dota games been kinda sad too. But nvm its just a game die then die kill then celebrate xp haiz these days been a bit boring lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw. With regards to sadppl. Its so cool one should go to his blog. Its like that angsty-angsty-this world is not treating me fairly though i could always come over and whoopyourass but im too nice attitude just is damn amusing. Seriously man in this world that doesnt happen anymore angsty is just someting to get you addicted and down for the rest of your life. Then from there you progress to dreaming to becoming a "punk" or a "stand-out" but seriously youre not even half a punk and you wish of having punk hair. Its so damn cool man stop living in your lousy wanna-be world and start looking into reality. Well heres some news for you: you DO stand out. You cant even strike up a conversation with your normal group members and always rely on running over to the LC's so you can feel comfortable and have someone to talk to. I mean like i find it hard but i still try to talk to zk and not up so much right? youll find new friends by actually making the first move to befriend people, and i tell you phang is actually a nice person if you BOTHERED to talk to him. So lets see. Your pool of friends is limited to LCs group.. while i can easily talk to anyone in the class (with some minor exceptions) so really what you think you gonna get even if you take of this "nice mask" and try show your ugly self? So what if you think im a Fer but cant do jack about it? Dont you see this is reality so go grow up a bit before you can earn the right to feel angsty and all that shit. And you say i piss you off. But i dont see in what way i do that because all i do is poke fun at you while all you did was INSULT me. Dont you see the freaking difference? and if you say all this poking fun was really insulted, then what happens to all these "insults" ive gotten from you guys? all the jokes which were meant in good intention would all be hurting and in the end we'll all screw ourselves from the inside. On the other hand, if one were to go up to class and keep telling someone "YOURE A LOSER, YOURE USELESS AND NO ONE LIKES YOU" repeatedly with a tone which cant affirm him that its a joke, you think he'll appreciate it? Next. You say you are always damn nice to people cause of a certain policy like WOOW. Its like everytime you talk to her you talk to her like shes there to please you in such a putting down manner i wouldnt be suprised if she slapped you right there. And seeing from deanna you havent changed one freaking bit.. you expect people to conform into the way you want them to and totally ignore their feelings. I dont see in any way how asking one to shove of can be a joke. So already you piss girls off. Dont you see what happens when you talk to guys. You go whack so damn hard use my trick then laughlaugh like its damn funny. its like i accidentally hit too hard will apologise one. But no you expect them to go "oh its sadppl so its alright cause he has the right to walk over me and do whatever shit he wants to me i shall silently accept whatever he has to dish out" No k it doesnt work like that. And thats why im not going to accept all the shit that you dished out to me ok i have been duely upset and you have failed to do a personal, sincere apology. Seriously thats just damn spastic you think your friends are going to appreciate that? Oh yes cause you should have your way right? We're just around to please you is that what youre trying to bring home? You can ask junnies i used to do that to in p6 and latest sec 1 BUT WE'RE SEC 2s NOW YOU SHOULD AT LEAST BE A BIT MORE MATURE. So tell me when youve finally grown up to that of sec 2 maturity. Looking at your blog again. Find it damn funny. its just that "you dont understand me" notion which really pisses me off. Cause thats what my brother used to face. K so seriously i know what youre freaking thinking and you seriously better snap out of it. Cause it causes freaking pain and hurt to the family and youll look back and regret. And lol you say people take you for granted. Its like when we're eating together we're having a mass dao session on you its usually me who comes along and saves your ass and try to get people to talk to you, while mass dao sessions on me last like what 10 seconds? Seriously if youre gonna get an enemy out of me the only person whos probably going to be there to pull your ass out the fire is MJ. In fact i think its you thats taking me for granted ok. Its seriously ironic but i dont really care anymore. If youre going to cut me then Ill damn well cut you back. Thats what ive learnt sitting down and absorbing shit just wont work anymore. Thats why people get pissed with you see? its not that we suddenly decide "hey hes my good friends but he sucked today so i shall be bad with him" its more of "hes been an asshole to me for so long perhaps its good if he realises its high time for some adjustment." And on the last note. No one is totally screwed. Its only if you want yourself to be thinking that its cool and that people will start to recognise you that you go and screw your life till its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone on again for wayy too long. Anyway i dont really expect anything much from you now sadppl seeing as to how youve been denying the fact that its your fault and that i should bow to you so its ok. All i want to say is that if you ever do those punk ass antiques on me in person, you will regret. That i can promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw. Any comments should be done in PERSON. Thats why i dont plan on getting a tagboard anytime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-112783361370302390?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/112783361370302390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=112783361370302390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112783361370302390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112783361370302390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/09/mrpp.html' title='MRPP'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-112764408300172012</id><published>2005-09-25T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T05:42:31.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead man walking</title><content type='html'>Hello. Haiz sunday got nothing to do beside mug geog which is like 5 sides (zwtf) so yah a bit free. Butbut kinda cool today i just found these sounds about me from fabian.. hmm. So interesting. Call me gay. Call me short. Call me fat. And whats better is that i found more sounds about linus! Call him a dog. Call him an ass. Call him stupid. Call him dumb. Say he suck. Lets see thats 8 insults. Ok i know that usually im ok with being called gay but seriously isnt making dumb sounds with that gay retarded voice a bit much? And seriously i dont see these insults as jokes anymore. Theyre plain cold hard INSULTS. So lets see. Fabian seriously you think you can beat me at this sort of shit.. you got it all wrong man. Lets see. You have insulted. 2 CMC members. 2 of whom are canoeists. 2 of whom seriously can trumph your ass over and over again without having to even try.. Seriously thats not very smart man. Anyway since I've been flamed.. might as well return the fire right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see. I seriously hate people who do this sort of shit behind other people's back and i hate people who insult people online since they arent bold enough to do it in person. lol if im really short and fat then wtf are you man? Tall? LMAO. You will be the puniest shit on this universe, you low down freak. Even when lc say it i can tell its a joke.. but that you come along make sound with that gay retarded crap ass voice which makes me want to puke and try insult me. Wtf you trying to achieve? Loss of balls? Loss of reputation? well name your freaking pick cause i wont hold back for lousy suckers for you. I mean like wtf you actually enjoy pissing people like me lc linus off? Cause thats seriously not very smart man. We've been nice enough to endure all the shit youve piled time and time again on us ok. In fact i think youre the only one i said the f word to? Its like. I dont see wtf ive been trying to make friends with you all this while when all you do is come back, load some shit and leave. Seems to me youre actually trying to raise your social status with all this shit man. But the problem is that it wont work see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've rattled on and on. Heres the bottom line: If we dont recieve and official apology you're going to regret.. I hope you won't have to see me lash out at you.&lt;br /&gt;(on behalf of linus)&lt;br /&gt;I'll break you -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-112764408300172012?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/112764408300172012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=112764408300172012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112764408300172012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112764408300172012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/09/dead-man-walking.html' title='Dead man walking'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-112738993370172041</id><published>2005-09-22T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T04:52:13.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shuffleshuffle =)</title><content type='html'>Hello amazing im blogging again =d anyway.. now got some free time so might as well do something zzz. Haiz. Things are normal i guess... though with the uninvited assimalation of my whackhaalo trick of fabian.. leaving my back as sore as ever &gt;.&lt; shoes =")"&gt;.&lt; itll be very welcome on my study table =d or maybe a negima figurine also can.. ill get kaede since shes baka blue xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. third lang is really lame.. especially the girls &gt;.&gt; not trying to be mcp but sometimes they really freak me out lor.. its like during class for some reason one of them start giggling then the whole clique start giggling then they start laughing hysterically... and the worst part is that it was when i was reading a passage -_-" andand during break they started taking picture of people in the class.. zzz i think i caught them taking photo of me (though they didnt do it secretly) guess they were expecting me to be like the (HYPER AC) victoria guys in my class go talk to them or something. on that note, ill just like to say here that victoria guys (or at least those in my class) are seriously damn ac.. they wear PE U to class then go act cool do whatever crap try doing far range rubbish bin shots.. miss also too thick skin to stop lolz. I tell you all i have to do is wear canoeing shirt blast them off ler.. but im too kind KAE =) andand disclaimer the girls i was talking about in my class were st nicks.. seriously i dunno whats up with them &gt;.&gt; got one time this girl drink water laugh then spit down the fourth story... everyone was like WTF OMG especially the people downstairs... there was this girl almost tio LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm last thing i shall blog about today is the Dota matches for those interested.. ok. First game. Dk. not bad i died like a few times cause everyone despo gang me but nvm it was worth the laugh i guess... butbut bkb +frost+mom owned =) yes dk is good.. but then again every character is lol. Second game. TOTAL DISASTER. Thought itd be smart and try a teamtrick. Though i new of junnies uncountable failures. ok. i went furion he went clinkz. Many screw ups -&gt; 1) junnies was farming at 270hp when lc was lvl 6 and thus there was no way he could live (2 times, but counting that hes a clinkz that shouldnt have happened at all)&lt;br /&gt;     2) junnies was slow on keeping up with the plans though not really his fault but lost many chances (slow almost everytime except the last part where he solo-ed)&lt;br /&gt;     3) junnies knew of this wardance called "run around the trees" basically when the furion uses sprout you dont attack you run around his trees trying to get to meelee attack range and kill (danced 4 times all of which were potential kills)&lt;br /&gt;     4) runs when dying(400hp and lc just used overgrowth on him). Sounds right doesnt it. But heres the cirumstance. LC. Chasing junnies. But wx in sprout dying very badly. What happened 0&gt; junnies ran and i failed to kill wx and thus nothing happened. What should have happened -&gt; junnies and i rape clem junnies ww i tele out both alive. (ran 3 times)&lt;br /&gt;     5) He doesnt attack when sprout is on, he waits for 4 seconds (perhaps to make sure the coast is clear) then breaks his ww and starts to chip in (ksed me twice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see. Devastating huh. And to think he didnt (or least i didnt see) say thanks for the items i gave him : crys,2demonedge,burize recipe, power treads recipe.. maybe thats cause he repaid me by buying me 1 water.. hmm. Next time i seriously need to try with lc or mogie or something.. but that wont be fair HAIZ.. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG. Just now sat down for some quiet time, look at my bro's guitar feel damn sad haiz. 1.5k (partially) lost. Ahh well. Shall try to pick up the guitar so make parents feel happy that its well used =) hmm. My bro also been wearing a lot of my stuff recently. Slippers PANTS like 2 of them in one day WOW. Its no fricking wonder i always run out of stuff to wear. But nvm hes my bro so nvm then.. ok then gg people i shall do something better now.. BB ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-112738993370172041?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/112738993370172041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=112738993370172041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112738993370172041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112738993370172041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/09/shuffleshuffle.html' title='shuffleshuffle =)'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-112705385726944781</id><published>2005-09-18T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T07:30:57.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baka Blue</title><content type='html'>Woohoo yes ive coined myself baka blue cause shes the tallest k =d anyway haiz so bored lc force me blog so fine i shall blog again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz bah today nothing much to say.. only yesterday was fun.. ahh yes so much happened. First went to Youth Science Conference was damn sad lah there was this part kanzy was sitting next to a girl, who was on his right. Then he was like constantly looking left so sad like there was some shark on his right who would bite his head off if he looked. haiz then after that went lecture theatre 1 see presentation.. then got this rgs presentation owns us, about some attatching vid cam onto a plane and flying it then after explaining how everything works and the measures they were like "but it didn't work" i tell you everyone was showing the "you want to eat sign" lolz. Then after that there was this acsi presentation on the farey something.. and omgwtf one of the presentors was FISH like eek save us all and the other was tek. Anyway it wasnt as bad as i expected fish didnt crack any lame jokes in attempt to kill the judges and audience so im happy =) but he did read like damn slow.. i dunno whether on purpose or what Oo anyway during the qna this lame dude asked how farey blahblah came about.. then fish answer "it was made by farey". apparently not answering the question whatsoever but did glinch a laugh.. then the dude asked who farey was, i was like haizwtf then as expected fish went "I'll pick !: mathematician" HAIZ yes that lamert. Feel lucky he didnt crack a truly lame joke people. Anyway after that we decided it was time to haul ass as the schedule was late and we were due to meet up with keen. So when we left all was cool then on the way down to the mrt guess who we saw... it was.. LETCHMI AHH RUN FOR YOUR LIVES. anyway it was so damn scary we ran into the toilet wait till she pass the haul ass woohoo =d kk so we made it to YCK MRT met up with keen then took a mrt to raffles since we were due scouting. Along me was linus keen and jh. Then at raffles jh suddenly realise cause i persuade him a bit that he should go home.. so from YCK he goes to raffles and then back to CCK.. poor dudette his ass got owned over 31 stops Oo lolz ahh well. So then the three sad nubbies take an MRT to Pasir Ris for the scouting crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Upon arrival. Linus and I go change while Keen wait for us.. then in the toilet i heard this damn lame song called "we'd be burning" i tell you go and download you listen to it 8 times while mugging math and youll die.. thats what i did lah then the painful memory got summoned up again.. at least it was pretty funny zzz. hmm. after that we walked over to costa sands and there was this sign that pointed to a certain direction which screamed "ALOHA LOYANG" then i was like this is the place man! So we walkwalkwalk then felt a bit "wtf why arent we going anywhere" so then linus mustered up the courage go ask a lady. Then she said that aloha loyang was toward Costa sands and that we were going to wrong way. So i was like wtf the sign was wrong sorry guys so we walk back. Then since keen was hungry we went to cheers and decided to ask the counter where aloha was. So we went in go buy stuff i bought mnms 100+ and a carton of banana milk its the damn nice one =d I cant remember what the other bought but thats not the point.. so we walk outside then notice we didnt ask so were like crap! but nvm. bah. And so we continued the sad scout trip go ask around walkwalkwalk walk through pasir ris park and then FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY reached there. Anyway we walk around the place lah walk from place to place me cracking lame joke all the while.. 1 particularly sad one was cause there was this tree stump which was quite tall and looked like a 3rd finger if seen properly.. then near was this chalet called "aquila" so i was like linus you know the stump was there? then he was like "noo john pls" but i went on "its cause someone has a grudge about this place.. see its a middle finger" then he was like argh wtf but it wasnt enough! i went like "you know why he had a grudge? its cause he was killed by the people in AQUAILA(akiller)" woohoo it was cool. Then we walk over to pasir ris park tired but super cold cause of me :) so we sat down. And i finally got to take out my carton of banana milk.. so nice :) then i started making lame joke about banana and milk pls get it. But there was description on the side "BLAST OF REAL BANANAS" go figure pls. We were laughing our asses off :) so then that ended our day i guess we walked back, and i was determined on finding a shorter route. So we walkwalkwalk finally get back. Guess what. The path we took originally was correct and about three times shorter.. Oo we were like omgwtfthatladyissodead haiz. So we got back to the mrt and i took mrt home and thats most of the sad shit of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I feel damn sad. You know that damn pro junior who thinks im a girl? Well heres a brief overview of our conversation.. i tweaked according to memory &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD DUDE(SD):&lt;br /&gt;(nudge) HI&lt;br /&gt;SD:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;SD: HELLO&lt;br /&gt;Me: erm.. hi&lt;br /&gt;SD: HIHI&lt;br /&gt;Me: yeah you've greeted me four times.. whats up?&lt;br /&gt;SD:&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW JUNNIES ALWAYS START THE FIGHT ONE&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;Erm. yah.&lt;br /&gt;SD:&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;br /&gt;SD:&lt;br /&gt;BB&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;ok bb&lt;br /&gt;SD:&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah something like that.  haiz i feel sad thinking about that guy. Oh well its so late now i wanna sleep GG HEHE BB :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-112705385726944781?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/112705385726944781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=112705385726944781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112705385726944781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112705385726944781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/09/baka-blue.html' title='Baka Blue'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-112687361161753734</id><published>2005-09-16T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T05:26:51.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>Haiz.. its a nice song after having one i guess... oh well. Lets see.. so many screw ups today.. haizz.. first of all im switched out of my old group.. and its only me lah T.T i tell you its because i make the group to cool ^^ but anyway haiz looks like kc's switch worked out we were kinda quiet today =\ but sooner or later i shall be good friends with zk so just wait =) ahh well. lets see what else. hmm oh yah our history teacher owns.. hes like some weird machine gun lah toktoktok linus sleeping also never stop (rhymes xd) hmm. what else. Well i guess something good that happened would be the maths test today finished it and got marked at the same time...31/40 haiz at least a1 lah =\ and thats supposed to be the bright side.. haiz so down now.. after the Biotech fair also nothing good yet maybe i was wrong jeremy &gt;.&lt; or maybe tomorrow's scouting is gonna be kickass and its all going to be worth it... hmm (?) anyway. Thought had CG tonight so didnt go for the biotech fair last day.. hmm then jerome being an ass as usual to me.. just because i dont have parents who are as free to fetch me from jurong and i dont live near jurong its my problem right? starting to get pissed of by his antiques ler. But its alright since "do unto others what you want others to do unto you" im cool, once this biotech fair thing is over i wont owe him anything; and then ill break him again and again for being an ass to me.. yeah thats what im gonna do. See im just not going to take anymore of your shit sorry jerome.. i tried to make friends with you so many times tried to make up for my busy schedule so many times tried to be nice to you so many times and all you give me is shit... so too bad =) ill break you one day, and lets see whether youll be able to laugh it all off like i did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-112687361161753734?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/112687361161753734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=112687361161753734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112687361161753734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112687361161753734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/09/bad-day.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-112682952881412113</id><published>2005-09-15T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T17:12:08.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>wohoo this is my fourth post butbut i guess since im not doing this at home its not really counted ^^" haiz at com lab now waiting for my lame music module Zzz. People are talking and doing shet lc the lamer is looking haiz he sux pls. oh well i just found this new anime called negima woohoo. Its nice pls everyone must go watch XD ahh well seriously nothing to do which is good must stop wasting time bb then =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-112682952881412113?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/112682952881412113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=112682952881412113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112682952881412113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112682952881412113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='&gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-112652752826974803</id><published>2005-09-12T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T05:18:48.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;HOT AND WEET&lt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>yeah well thats how my screwed up day went... oh well. anyway today was a spastic day lah nothing much to relate... anyway really annoyed since like during 3rd lang lesson. The clouds were freaking black like some eclipse or something and there was lightning but no freaking rain.. then when we stand up for class dismiss then it started raining BLAH. yah so walked back wet.. then luckily met my mother on the way ^^ so she drive me to novena square go eat xp and woohoo i got to eat FRIED OYSTER OMELETTE it was soooo good. and yes thats how the hot and wet came about lame i know but heck care you ._. haiz then when i got home got pissed again found my brother sleeping in my clothes for the like gazillbimitriblahblahblahllionth time im so damn annoyed he has more and better clothes and he takes mine.. GRR. hmm. anyway its been a really bad day but its all ok since that means tomorrow will be a great day.. =d and with the biotech fair coming up i really dun mind!! ^^ kk people want to play ler bb then (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-112652752826974803?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/112652752826974803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=112652752826974803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112652752826974803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112652752826974803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/09/hot-and-weet.html' title='&gt;&gt;HOT AND WEET&lt;&lt;'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-112643528030905283</id><published>2005-09-11T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T03:41:20.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lavender xd</title><content type='html'>Hehe. Went lavender today ^^ for those who dunno, its a church ._. anyways things are different there lah i guess... singing is different people are different.. but i guess change should be a welcomed thing right? =d sad lah also its like when i went there people went "so tall so tall" i a bit paiseh lor &gt;.&lt;  hehe... anyway for those who dunno im 187cm so pls dun ask anymore .__. hmm after that went granparents place eat popiah.. nothing much to say lah just caught up with cousins and all.. then went home SLLEEEPPPP YES FOR A GOOD 4 HOURS. woohoo =d hmm.. now still got stupid chinese speaking thingy so cannot type liao.. bb!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-112643528030905283?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/112643528030905283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=112643528030905283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112643528030905283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112643528030905283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/09/lavender-xd.html' title='Lavender xd'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16569926.post-112632600193666973</id><published>2005-09-09T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T21:20:01.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>Haiz what a sad day its saturday of the holidays &gt;&lt; omgomg="O" 3 ="O"&gt;.&lt; after that we walked over the shaw to watch the longest yard and yesyes its a nice movie!! ^^ watch it!! ._. then after that we went down go buy bbq stuff when we and fabian ran back go book the bbq pit (oops ^^")  and its like Zzz by the time i came back i found so much lame stuff in the trolley like 1) Chicken wings(I HATE) 2) Men's disposable underwear (pls dun ask me wtf they put it in) 3) chicken nuggets (bbqing nuggets.. hurhur) so i went go buy most of the stuff myself ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After buying all the lame crap we finally got home. Like like damn sian lah it was 6 liao so late T.T so we play somemore then go bbq ler.. which was kinda sad cause kevin me alvin and my cousin were the only ones there at first so we were forced to defrost and marinate the damn chicken on our own T.T ugh... but it still went well lah they came up after a while and it all worked out ^^ some damn lame sht included 1) Some ass whacking competition 2) Playing blind mice on the playground. Bah so damn lame it was like a circus lah.. i bet if the blind rat tip toe he would have at least caught 2 people ._. Anyway it started drizzling half way and like THHANNKK GOD IT STOPPED xp. Then it was like 10pm everyone wanted to go back lah but then since it was/could be a sleep over they started talking about whether they should... as usual the sad see if other people stay over first kept sprouting out but so happy like 9 people were like that so just everyone stay then everyone happy ^^ then the rest of the 3 like wanted to go home liao butbut on the way to my house jh managed to convince his mother to let him (: junnies managed to log onto msn to contact his sister (HE DOESNT HAVE A HOMEPHONE AND DOESNT HAVE HIS PARENTS CONTACT OMG) and fabian managed to convince his parents... so i was like ZZZZZZZZZOMG.. from 6 people bbq to 13 people stay over.. anyway it was fun lah did all sorts of random things which i shall not comment on ^^ and and i think zk was the only one who slept during the night and some other slept during the day which i thought was sadly lame &gt;.&lt; yah then after that day liao we walked to novena eat bk then bb liao =( see it was a fun EOTA you guys should have went ._. bah spent like 10 mins on this omg so BB ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16569926-112632600193666973?l=bitchingstudios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/feeds/112632600193666973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16569926&amp;postID=112632600193666973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112632600193666973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16569926/posts/default/112632600193666973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingstudios.blogspot.com/2005/09/holidays.html' title='Holidays &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17721339661024895632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
