THE END.

End of piles of shit.
Time to evaluate worth.
Byeeeeee :D

Ads.

I have added another wish to my infinitely long list. I want to at least produce ONE ad in my life. They make consuming so magical. Magic. Magic, I tell you.

i wish upon a plastic bottle, not a star.

If I were to lead a life all on my own, without you and

without anyone else, I will bring all my stuff, and all my might, and all my dreams with me, and I will do what I really wish I could selfishly do. Wish you would be with me though, even though I haven't met you yet.

Everyone has thought of dreaming upon a shooting star, because of the increasingly concentrated amount of inculcation of the notion that wishing must have the right timing by the media. Well, I am, sadly, unaffected. I can make a wish upon a piece of recycled paper, just so you know, and now I'm wishing upon my water bottle because it lost the bunny sticker I stuck on it. The items I have wished upon: a heart-shaped stone I picked up on the Xin Tian Di road in China, curtains, my bunny plushie (who's been sadly neglected lately because the earth is revolving in the wrong direction), a piece of paper, a chair (the most corny wish I've ever made), a piece of toilet paper, pastry mould, plastic bags, trash, laptop screen, and a lot of pictures on the computer (no assumptions please).

I was always never the smart and knowledgeable one in life but I always had the most wants and dreams that could possibly never be fulfilled. Halfhearted dreams are my specialty but, some dreams really stay put in the plasticine mould in the left chamber of my chest. Some more children-suitable dreams of mine are like getting insanely drunk and kick ass, and draw nude portraits. Just kidding. No, seriously, I wanna do that.

I've been wanting to go to Machu Picchu since the first time I've set eyes on the computer-generated version of it on a video game when I was a teenager, oh sorry, I mean, when I was younger. It was one of the Seven Wonders of the World but no Wonder can amaze me and leave me breathless, only Machu Picchu. No words can describe my want to just spend all my time there.

I have many more wishes that would never be here. Or be heard. Right now, I'm only dreaming about Machu Picchu, and you.

I hate liars.

I am hedonistic.

I love being dumb & egocentric.

that song-

The melody went so smoothly

...so ever addictive, so turbulent

and the notes flew away, without a trace

-the cover closed abruptly.

+please

Everyday we wake up: The Optimists will thank God or thank the day itself for existing; the Pessimists will mourn, most mourn internally, putting up a facade of normality as it is a good thing defined.

But how often do we actually let every defense crumble down, instead of trying so hard to mindlessly keep those bricks piling up, and embrace everyone else? It is really comforting to know, hear, and perceive that you're not in this battle alone but that knowledge, voice, and perception might not be automatic, and they are not lurking around waiting for us to just pick them up.

And in the end, we'll just say "we'll see what happens tomorrow".

We'll see.

I woke up this morning

I suddenly realised

We're all in this together

I started smiling

'Cause you were smiling

And we're all in this together

I'm made of atoms

You're made of atoms

And we're all in this together.

And long division just doesn't matter

'Cause we're all in this together...yeah

I saw you walking

In the city

We're all in this together

The city's changing

cause we are changing

and we're all in this together

every 12 seconds

someone remembers

that we're all in this together

In the kitchen of your rent control apartment

we're all in this together

come on baby i don't mean to rush you

I only wanted to reach out and touch you

I've got to start to open my heart

I know you think about jumping ship before it sinks

but we are all in this together

ask a scientist

it's quantum physics

we are all in this together

and on the subway we feel like strangers

but we're all in this together

yeah i love you and you love her and she loves him

But we're all in this together

You know baby there's never been protection

and all the history of human connection

come on darling its alright to show me

you dont ever need to be lonely

once you start to open your heart

I saw you crying

I started crying

cause we're all in this together

and then religion is a big decision

but we're all in this together

and so i told myself

it's fine...

it's okay to let it in once in a while

i didn't know it was gonna be more than twice a day

now all i care about is my dream

i shall do this

no matter what the interpretation might be

so

it's okay

don't you break down

it's just a ride...

i can't choose, or think. i'm afraid.

BCMB, BC, BPC, CMM...

Or P,MS? D:

principle of nostalgia

The most important thing you should know before you learn the principle of nostalgia from me is that I am not a good memory sorter and I do not remember every single turn my emotions make.

They just lead my life through the twists and turns of the labyrinth of life and sometimes, we just meet this dead end together. We turn on the gooey water fountain, then we realize there was another way. We proceed. We go on. It's the only way we were getting out of this misery, or joy. I... don't really know. But one thing I definitely know is: on the way out, we were always lucky to have picked up companions, wonderful ones, and repressive ones. We, relish both kinds, because all we wanted was to get out of here.

Or not?

Sometimes (define sometimes?) we pick up companions who are covered with fire, we can't touch them, we just smile at them. We want to hug them and help them with every single twist and turn this labyrinth has to offer but we never had water. Or a fire extinguisher. No one gave us those. No one gave me those. No one wanted to give me those. Some just intended to, but they were disallowed.

Sometimes, you faintly hear the walls of the labyrinth, the weeds growing on it, and the sky: they yell a faint "Well done!". We hear it, but we don't. We believed it, but we don't. We wanted more. Moar. More. I; we, we needed a flaming companion. We needed it to burn through the walls, to light up the paths, to burn our souls. We had nothing to fear. We had nothing to enjoy. We were, banal. We tried so hard to be either fatalists, or hedonists. But failed every time.

It consumes us, the fact that we eventually reach the end of the labyrinth: success, and the fact that we will, in the end, be just us. Just this group, this duo - me and Pain. Our physical attributes will be consumed by the omnipotent Thanatos, and Pain will grow stronger with Eros beside me. But I, I've got to save myself. How? I never knew, and will probably never know. Guess I've got to cope. We are, after all, reaching there together, alone. Alone & Together. The world will spin without us.

Yesterday was technically the last day of class. Cutting all the nostalgia out, it was just another plain day, perhaps with a few hints of excitements (with friends, and celebrating a birthday) and a few hints of sorrow (with friends, and celebrating a birthday, from sensitivity and imagination). Looking back the semester, this is probably the point on my life graph curve where the slope of the tangent was the most steep. Growth was as eminent as Pain, Nostalgia as eminent as Indifference, Longing as eminent as Abstention. Perhaps the Marxist interpretation of dialectics would best describe this long, content-filled semester. Need was also as eminent as Want. But the most painful of all competition for eminence was between the party of Rationale, Cynicism, Disbelief and the party of Emotions, Humanity, Lust. Pain comes and goes in between.

I will miss this, as rational as I try to be, because Rationale grew out of this intense cycle of Emotions and Thirst for Explanations. I will miss my wonderfully brilliant friends, my companions, my indifferent acquaintances, the acquaintances who I'm indifferent towards, the amazing and heartbreakingly ambivalent lecturers (the regret for not knowing them personally sucks), the prevalent hatred, the prominent lust and longing, the pressies - the Comfort, basically. Define Comfort? Most possibly everything. Define Extra Comfort? Maybe the sight of that Flame. That red Flame. Ah forget it. I would just conclude by defining Extreme Comfort as books and Total Comfort? My best friends (you know who you are and I, know why you are), my pen, my body, my...family. My goal now, is just to really, really live up thanking the people who pragmatically filled my life with hope, and I want to do it the right way: with love. Yes, thank you for criticizing, cliche much, I know. But I know at least I'm not as cliche as you: I know that Flame will never realize it and I will never want to add gasoline (or water) to the flame and I know all I can do is just to not look. Not think. Just do, what everyone does. Denial, they call it, but I call it Camouflage.

To conclude this messy post, I shall use no metaphor. I just want to really thank the people who have really been through this with me. This hard time, with Myself, with the Beast, with the Labyrinth, and with Pain. I want to shout out to the best companions I have *at college* (alphabetical order, or random order? oh where are my narcotics! I won't rank, ever! And length doesn't mean anything!):

COMM 105 classmates: Thank you so much for making the class so lively! Special thanks to Emily, Sheng, Azrina and Druvi for making the class very, very fascinating with either your crazy barks or sarcastic remarks and fantastic ideas. And thank you most Ms Anna for such a wonderful course!

Doraisingam Tamilwanan: The best friend anyone can have! Thank you for being such sport in our friendship shaken by sloppy dirtiness *hinthint* and ambivalent sarcasm. It was really fun to have your company at times and thank you so much for making our WREL project such a major success. Loved your speeches and its great to see you grow so well in SPCH class. Thank you so much for sharing the only Wall Street Journal which barely appeared in the library. Even though it was so hard to comprehend, I know you were able to savor all of it; I just really loved the quality of the paper and the graphics *LOL*. And I apologize for whenever I was a tough nut to handle and for the wrong things I may have said. I really hope to see you in Wisconsin! And continue landscape drawing! One thing I really wanna see is you wearing your glasses! ZOMG Kitteh! =3

Fione Lim: Though I may not know you for a long time, hanging out with you and Ikhsan when you were here was probably the best thing I could ask for. It was very nice to have you around and I bet everyone here misses you! We all miss you! Hoping you are doing great and all awesome over there in Milwaukee! And I heard you aced Microeconomics. Congratulations! Hope to see you real soon!

Geraldine Evone Ho: HALO! The best friend anyone can have! Monkeh! Haye, how come you've never drawn a bunneh on my book! Thank you, Gelatin, for being such fun company and fun to tease (don't kill meh pliz)! Thank you so much for the awesome possum and all wonderful language that I have never mastered! LOL. And thanks for being such a great conversationist (No pun intended, Justine, I know you are pfft-ing now). I'm so sad (in both a true way and a sarcastic way) to say that I will surely miss you when I leave college. Who's gonna draw on my books?! NOHHHHHHH! I will visit the future building you will build in Michigan! And draw monkehs! "Do not tempt me!"

Justine Yeo Jian Ju: Requesting permission to poke. *pokepoke* *flashteeth* The best friend anyone can have! You know, this part of the blogpost will not be enough for me to say everything I wanna say, 'cause there is just too much to thank you for. I shall practice my summarizing skills to the maximum. Firstly, thank you so, so much for being an amazing friend (I was awarded Ikhsan's Understatement of the Year Award for this). Do I even have to say this? It is just too taken for granted that you are such a wonderful soul, always assisting people, running up and down the 12th floor corridor saying hi, greeting people with your soothing smile (regardless of mood, or pain *hinthint*) and doing stuff for people, without taking credit (I'm not criticizing anything this time! Just stating the facts!). We all love you and thank you for everything you've done, Justine! You've made my breathing in college (especially during the sociology research) possible. And keep it up with the awesome sarcasm, 'cause we know there is a lot moar in store! Keep loving what you do and keep doing what you love! And I support your "Special" someone! I'm also glad to say I'm proud of you for being so strong and I'm grateful for having you as my closest friend! I couldn't ask for more tolerance and acceptance(you know what I mean). Please, let me do my part too. May the Man Upstairs bless you always!

Kar Yan & Marcus: Sifu! The best friend anyone can have! I will definitely miss you and your laughs! Thank you for being so cool and sporting! And you're probably the person I can be so awesomely vulgar with LOL. Continue being such an amazing person and good luck in your future undertakings! Love you! And Marcus! Love you too! Thank you for such fun company you've been and I'm really glad you're a fan of John Mayer and Jamie Cullum! High 5! All the best to you too!

MATH 161 PASS Students: You guys are awesome, man. PASS has been one of the best things that happened to me in college. I really enjoyed teaching because of you guys. I really feel all passionate about teaching again, which had been lost for so long since I was told I couldn't do so when I was young. I had a really bad experience trying to teach my peers when I was seven (pathetic, I know). I hope I really helped you all! I'd like to thank Yee Sheng and Natali for making my first few PASS sessions easy, Kyoko for asking the toughest questions of all as it really made me learn, and thank you all who asked questions (especially Mercy, Indra, Adrian and Su Lin)! Thanks for participating ever so actively! Love you guys! All the best and I hope you all get what you worked for!

Mohammad Faiz: The best friend anyone can have. Hey Asian! Okay, I'm getting sick of that joke, but you know what I'm not sick of? Being called Cina, and I somehow felt for the first time, you're actually teasing me. It's a great thing! LOL. And I wish I could call you Cina but everytime I use it against you I must add it 'One-Twelfth'. Not very convenient! Anyways,thank you so much for being such an amazing friend! Thank you so, so much for saying thank you, and for being such a straightforward person! I'm also very grateful having you as a classmate in COMM and ECON. I have no idea how the heck I've forgotten to pass you the quiz paper by the way. And trust my, your presentations were great in COMM so quit being self-destructive! We all love you and your teasing, Faiz. Just keep it clean. (Look who's talking?) Okay I will try to stop snorting at your seemingly banal sentences! (emphasis on 'try')

Muhammad Ikhsan: *hinthint* FALE. *rolls eyes* HAHA. The best friend anyone can have! I know this is all understood but since it's a shoutout... Thank you, dearest Pukitron, for being such great sport when we all tease you so much, especially me, I really feel so ungrateful for poking fun at you all the time (okay it can be sarcastic but no, it's not). Thank you so much for being a great friend, for tolerating my being a nuisance all the time, and thank you for being such an understanding friend. I will always hope the best for you and I hope you do your best in life. You have no idea how much it means to me how well you handle whatever you know about me and really, a million thanks. The rest is either already understood, or you know, yeah... I must be really lucky to have you as a friend. Keep your heart open and never let anyone take you down. You know you can do it, and if you need anything, I will always be here.

Natalie Tan & Alvin Teh: Thank you both - if I'm allowed - daddy teh and momma nat! Haha. Thank you, Natalie, for all the nice things you've said about me. I've heard them. And thank you Alvin, for being such sport in helping Flipside achieve (probably) its best issue evah! Love your photography, keep snapping! All the best to you both and good luck in whatever you do! Hope to see you guys in the distant future, uh, no offense at all but hopefully married. Haha. You can adopt me if you want!

Olivia, Yi Min, Abhishek & Nicole: Thank you guys for being such amazing company either in the library, the corridor, or in Subway. I'm really grateful to come to know you guys and I really hope the best for you guys. Olivia, thanks for being so cool! Yi Min, thanks now I know what a blue waffle and lemon party is; I really hope you figure out your aims. AB, thanks for being such sport! You're cool and we all know that! And heard you're transferring to Segi, so all the best! And Nicole, thank you for being awesome possum and for asking "where's Ikhsan" every time you see me LOL. And all the best in studying, I wish the best for you! I know you can be an awesome businesswoman!

Rebecca Wong Yoke Ying: Salmon! The best friend anyone can have! Thank you so, so much Reb, especially for driving me around (oh and Iki, Justine and Faiz and Sam too) and for tolerating my nonsense! We shall get drunk on tea as much as we can! Thank you for being such an amazing friend and for the fun you have brought. And thanks for being a ghost lately because it's really fun to have you around after college! I really hope the best for you in whatever you do and whatever I can do to help, let me know!

Samantha & Faisal: Thank you so much for being fun company! Thank you both, for everything you've done in college and with the gang. Sam, I will not tolerate any more eyebrow raising for anything I didn't mean by the way! I will really miss you both too! All the best in whatever you pursue and promise you'll visit Banting!

Shanggar Ganesh: The Dewd with the VidCam and mad Beatboxing skillz! The best friend anyone can have! You know, when I first met you, you reminded me of my high school best friend, big time. And I thought it would be really nice to know you and you know what, it turned out to be moar than true! Thank you so much for being such sport and great company! Continue doing what you love and I will be there for you so long as it's green! We shall save Mother Earth! Good luck in your future undertakings, study hard, and study smart! P/s: Deactivate your facebook account!

Soon Kiat, Adelina & the Flipside team: Thank you all for being such cooperative people and especially Soon Kiat, for the passion for publishing this issue of Flipside. Thank you, Adelina, for being so supportive and such a cool editor, and for being there for Soon Kiat and I during the design-rush! Thank you, Soon Kiat, for being such amazing assistance and company for designing. It was really fun working with you! And thank you again, Dre, for being there for us when we were really stressing out! I really appreciate the success of this issue of Flipside!

The Classroom Colonizers: Thanks for letting me join the studying-in-the-empty-classroom club! Thank you Soh Imm, Wei Ling, Evone, Piong and the rest! It was really fun studying with you guys! And more productive! I wish all the best to you guys in whatever you're doing!

And I guess that concludes my shoutout. I really can't remember if I left out anyone so I'm sorry, and thankful too, to anyone who's not in the list but deserved my gratitude! And I apologize to everyone, for everything I might have done to hurt you all, or maybe infuriate you. Thank you so, so very much. I love you guys!

I will miss you!

bubble bubble; bubbleeee: (wheeeeee)

After what seems to be an approximate month of low internet lurking statistic, I finally got to watch a movie online - this one time without any disturbances. An amazing movie, "She's Out of My League" communicates one of the most beautiful (beautifully cliche, that is) messages of love. Hot people, amazing friends, cliche message: what people address as an awesome movie.

Judge for yourself.

Anyways, teh blogger are has an feebah. Had an feebah. Teh blogger has wants to say hi to everyones out there! And soree for maintains the blog's banality.

I can has calculus fever? So I was doing my calculus homework today and a kangaroo pounded on my head. MLIA.

I love it when I make plans in my head. And they just stay there, in my head. MLIA.

Priscilla Ahn

is awesome! (:

There you go, an update.

:D

blogging is:

boring. Might as well quit since i type crap only. Yaye! (:

Blogging is how people learn to deceive and adopt an alternative personality/ies. It is how they learn to hide their ugly selves. Because ultimately humans are pathetic. The power of media. Oh well. :D

Available updates:

1. Experiment Results: Hypothesis accepted. The dependency of Andre on music increases with time. Poor thing.

2. Flipside: Not good. Seems like I was the only one who handed in the articles and created an illusion to the editor that my article was actually good. Pssh. From 5 pages it was shortened to 4 pages and now I have no idea how to fit it in the small columns of the Flipside 'pamphlet'. I really want my say @design this time! Goodness. People think we're printing FREE PAMPHLETS. WHAT THE FUCK. I feel so appreciated I'm getting diabetes.

3. Madness: Train of thoughts went off tangent and crashed. @crash, destroyed friends, interfered with plans, stopped studying, yelled at people, cried. Train fixed! Yaye! (: It became stronger! With the help of technology it's always improving. Good as new with improved wheels! Whatever.

4. Research Paper: Not good either. It used to be centered around the idea of connecting Same-Sex Marriage to HIV Rates and now I realize it's so damn fucking easy to get statistics for HIV/AIDS in our country. I cannot even begin to fathom Malaysian websites: weak layout, stupid designs and unprofessional tags spilled all over like gravy, except that I don't really wanna eat it. Agh. Think, Andre, think. As if I can. ): Oh well. Guess I'll have to be patient and redetermine my research direction. By the way, it's never about the grades ONLY: if you work for the grades, you'll never learn. Well, except for Calculus.

5. Chinese New Year: Nothing big. But plain happy when friends came over. Am freakin' hungry now, can't type. Oh well, that's why I had Facebook and photo's posted on it. (:

Ciao, people. Duty calls, before I start having bad breath again!

p/s: anyone else has bad breath whenever they're extremely hungry? help me :x

UW Madison

I heart you.

it's chinese new year again

and dad's making lots of calls.

and i'm not doing any homework. shit.

and i wanna watch more series. oh man. i'm seriously tuned out of the working mode. bad.

i wanna study! stupid shit.

having a crush means...

...you're an idiot.

...being burned by a cigarette butt.

...life sucks.

...irrationality.

...you're a hopeless bitch.

...you should probably die (not literally).

...fuck it.

i saw my crush wtf after the post.

so it's not a bad weekend after all

but maybe it is because after the post yesterday

i got inspired

word-vomitted

and now i think my writing is bleh

maybe it would serve a good blogpost

but anyways that will be decided by the Flipside (ADP Magazine) Head

so whatever

yaye.

beautiful day isn't it

29th of January

i name it ADP Day (i know, wtf, but let me have my moments kay)

it was really nostalgic

i miss so much

it was really funny

someone got conned into buying gap

it was really happy

someone got to finish glee online

it was really fantastic

someone got accepted into a university of main choice

it was really ...

someone ... got into the car after i reached ground floor

it was really constructive

i'm really into this p.a.s.s. thing

i'm really into this sociology thing

i'm living.

i is the happy.

(: (i have blue eyes wtf haha)
Sorry peeps, am a lousy blogger I will admit.
And inconsistent.
Been busy. And it's a good thing!
Finally I have an occupation! Heh.

Just some updates which I wanna share:

Am chosen to lead P.A.S.S. (Peer Assisted Study Sessions, screw the label it's jus tutoring) for MATH 161 (Calculus for Business and Social Sciences) which by the way, is not a course I have taken in the past. Have been wanting to be a tutor since I was a fucking kid. I know, FML/WTF.

Am very occupied trying to digest and apply Sociological theories (which by the way fascinate me alongside the philosophies it comes into contact with).

Am very convinced to either double major in the future in Chemistry and probably Sociology. Beautiful (dream).

Am thinking I was stupid to have submitted my name for Flipside content writing. Fiction, oh my God. Deadline, 3 weeks. I think the blender will need to work longer for me to get that amount of creative juice. Oy (Justine, 2010).

Am hungry and craving for Japanese food with a friend bragging to me via text that she's having Japanese. It's 1715 hours btw. Fml.

Am gonna have a bad weekend 'cause didn't see my crush. WTF. (Touch wood.)

Am freaking out over my inability to produce a single word for my Sociology journal. Which btw is on the issue of euthanasia. Which btw has a deadline after the day Kris Allen comes to Malaysia. I know. FML to the power of tangent of 90 degrees.

Am tired. Am alone. FML.

The library is boring when you wanna take a break from your intensely excruciating research work. MLIA.

Oh, and

We're having green week in ADP next week and am gonna wear lotsa green! Yaye!

and

Am freaking out because I really wanna start and finish my first draft for my Sociology research paper ASAP. And can't even settle with the main idea. FML. The restriction of the research being highly objective is killing me. Lucky we have journals, but the topic I want is not fucking there. Yaye D:

Enough negativity. MLIA. And I'm happy nevertheless.

Miss (seeing) ya. /:

so i am discouraged,

and I'm sick of being sad because of something alien to my biological form.

Go away, humans.

Ugh.

OMG I LOVE YOU. D:

same direction.

I wish I could read 10000000 minds at a time. That would make sociological imagination much easier and accurate. (When will I stop being stupid?)

I need answers. Oh forget answers; everybody wants answers but we never get any - in the end we just assume. But how far, really, can these porcelain constructions last? How much more strain can they handle? Will the time come soon in the event where all the premises are to be destroyed and a wholly new architecture erected?

And here I am, trying (so hard) to study the existing system of thoughts and my mediocre brain capacity and concentration span not helping, at all (instead it goes the other way). Man.

Anyways, I was thinking about my Sociology research paper. Gonna go solo this time, hassle-free. Indulgence in Sociology is finally achievable: best possible lecturer, best possible lectures, and despite the gruesome air conditioning, the best discussion classes. I have not spoken in class, mainly due to the fear of my emotional offensiveness, but I will make sure that comes to an end.

The auditorium is cold. My favorite spot is under the vent. Fuck that.

Back to the paper. My list of possible topics (with the required emphasis on "Effects") has been generated, but my main interest lies on the topic of sexuality. This paper offers me another way of studying the topic; instead of clinging onto the same archaic psychological (or worse, stereotypical) explanations, I seek new ideas.

Other topics include:

Same-Sex Marriage & Adoption. (I hope it is appropriate social research.) Why do homosexual couples want to get married? I assume it is either marriage means a lot (which I doubt, because cohabitation is already sufficient and equivalent) or, adoption of kids is desired to take place. Segregation of marriage and parenthood. Issues. "If you don't like gay marriage then don't marry a gay person." Wtf haha.

Suicide. This will benefit me more, I think. And Dr Adnan is a suicidologist. Fuck yeah! Love him, he is the best lecturer anyone can get for Sociology (or maybe Psychology, I wish he taught that).

Gender conditioning. Another reexamination of topic. Studying this seem interesting as it was intriguing work when I first came into contact with it.

Racism. Nuff said.

Is promiscuity an issue? Ha-ha.

Last resort: Consumerism.

Any ideas, people? I need help here. Am still an infantile-minded person.

In the last Sociology class, the topic of homosexuality makes its return. I was shocked (and disappointed) to hear that my idea of sexuality being a continuum is rational and possible (disappointed because I didn't say it, there goes class participation).

Here's my view. It is a tad different from what the proponent said in class, nevertheless identical. IMO, everyone is falls in between the continuum between the two extremes of utter 'manliness' - complete masculinity, and total feminity, regardless of sex. Of course, though, sex plays a part in determining your alleged amount of hormone and hence affecting the position in the continuum but sex does not say exactly where you are. Genetics play, and of course the wonders of gender conditioning (or accidental gender conditioning), trauma and mainly the psychological development instills a certain sense of direction in the dot.

The difference of my continuum and theirs is the two extremes - they placed homosexuality and heterosexuality of both sides. What about zoophilia and pedophilia and the sorts? I am starting to think there is more to the continuum, which might be the possible event that there are more than two extremes.

What do you think?

Trying to make my brain work seemed a bit lame. I am still infantile at this.

Ever had a zit on your chest? A fucking bitch it is.

Please voice your opinions, silent lurkers (if there are any). I value it with my life. It's time I learn to think. I hope Marx's theory of Thesis, Antithesis and Synthesis works.

Thesis: Me.

Antithesis: Hatred & Murder.

Synthesis: Space. Food. Oxygen.

I kid (but no one laughs). So please tell me what you think, about anything.

The Most Beautiful Song On Earth.

Kris Allen's Alright With Me. <3

Beautiful lyrics. Simple yet catchy chord progression. Happiness and Love written all over. :D

sifu, 'they keep switching' is not supposed to make me sound bad, right? T^T

I am enrolled in the best course (read: best lecturer) on earth. yaye.

Be Positive,

bugger.

NAWH..

I wish things get hell of a good turn when classes start.

Fuck this state of mine.