"'cause you're the storm that I've been needing
and all this peace has been deceiving
I need some wind to get me sailing
so it's the storm that I believe in
you fill my heart, you keep me breathing
'cause you're the storm that I believe in
and if you want me I'm your country"
- "You're The Storm", The Cardigans
Monday, September 22
oh it's healing - bang bang bang
today, after/because of the EMath exam, i felt like such a pile of shit that i walked from school to the Marine Parade Community Library before climbing on a bus home, because i guessed, correctly, no-one in a right state of mind would do the same.
Sunday, September 21
all hail the t-six-ten
SonyEricsson's found its breakthrough phone.
i won't buy a T610, unlike khooky, my two aunts and soon my brother, not because it's a bad phone, but because it's Nokian. this may very well be the biggest reason why it's so popular, but Sony's trashed exactly what i like about Ericsson. they've taken away the Yes/No interface on the higher-end models, making it that much more inefficent because they now need a Back key and can't have the Option key anymore, so they need to instate Nokian soft keys. the sum of the T610's parts is greater than the whole because the glue [interface] that holds them together has gone bad. they've yet to come up with a phone that i consider an upgrade to my T68m, hence i declined my mom's offer to upgrade my phone, passing the oppotunity to my brother.
it seems that Nokia really does rule the world. and we all know that those who rule, or are bent on ruling, the world are mostly evil.
one more thing, before i go to sleep. why do people put shit like "no mood to talk, prelims now" onto their blogs? i see entries reduced to one line, i see paras of mindless text. if you don't have anything to say, don't say anything.
i won't buy a T610, unlike khooky, my two aunts and soon my brother, not because it's a bad phone, but because it's Nokian. this may very well be the biggest reason why it's so popular, but Sony's trashed exactly what i like about Ericsson. they've taken away the Yes/No interface on the higher-end models, making it that much more inefficent because they now need a Back key and can't have the Option key anymore, so they need to instate Nokian soft keys. the sum of the T610's parts is greater than the whole because the glue [interface] that holds them together has gone bad. they've yet to come up with a phone that i consider an upgrade to my T68m, hence i declined my mom's offer to upgrade my phone, passing the oppotunity to my brother.
it seems that Nokia really does rule the world. and we all know that those who rule, or are bent on ruling, the world are mostly evil.
one more thing, before i go to sleep. why do people put shit like "no mood to talk, prelims now" onto their blogs? i see entries reduced to one line, i see paras of mindless text. if you don't have anything to say, don't say anything.
"come and conquer and drop your bombs
cross my borders and kill the calm
bear your fangs and burn my wings
I hear bullets singing
and if you want me I’m your country
if you win me I’m forever - oh yeah!"
- "You're The Storm", The Cardigans
Saturday, September 20
under the influence
the Khoo family has been partially disabled by the influenza virus.
somehow my mom came home one day last week coughing away, and younger of my two sisters promptly ran a fever of SARS-like porportions, sneezing away and wrapping herself in a blanket, sitting on the living room couch, staring blankly at the TV.
of course, i caught it from her, not realizing that i was especially tired and that my nose was running something fierce until after my physics exam, when i kept wiping my nose off the back my hand on the bus. don't retch. i do not carry tissues with me unless i am aware that i am not feeling well, and sitting on board an SBS Transit bus with mucus pooling on my upper lip was more of an evil than wiping it off the back of my hand.
so i went home, felt depressed, moaned, groaned and bitched about how i was feeling, took flu and vitamin C tablets, then went along for maths tuition which i desperately needed, impaired hearing [i was going "huh?" and "what?" the whole day] and lethargy or otherwise.
it was a horrible experience, because i scarcely got anything out of it, only managing to ask questions and try to memorize some formulae.
let me tell you that attending a Combined Khooky class is much more fun than staying in bed, unable to sleep. it doesn't help that when i try to do anything productive otherwise, because you're too tired to. this was proven by my falling asleep at my books, my couch, and my keyboard. if you think that's funny, than wait till it happens to you, and you end with painful prints of keys on your forehead and blocks of rubbish characters sent over to whoever you were talking to online.
somehow my mom came home one day last week coughing away, and younger of my two sisters promptly ran a fever of SARS-like porportions, sneezing away and wrapping herself in a blanket, sitting on the living room couch, staring blankly at the TV.
of course, i caught it from her, not realizing that i was especially tired and that my nose was running something fierce until after my physics exam, when i kept wiping my nose off the back my hand on the bus. don't retch. i do not carry tissues with me unless i am aware that i am not feeling well, and sitting on board an SBS Transit bus with mucus pooling on my upper lip was more of an evil than wiping it off the back of my hand.
so i went home, felt depressed, moaned, groaned and bitched about how i was feeling, took flu and vitamin C tablets, then went along for maths tuition which i desperately needed, impaired hearing [i was going "huh?" and "what?" the whole day] and lethargy or otherwise.
it was a horrible experience, because i scarcely got anything out of it, only managing to ask questions and try to memorize some formulae.
let me tell you that attending a Combined Khooky class is much more fun than staying in bed, unable to sleep. it doesn't help that when i try to do anything productive otherwise, because you're too tired to. this was proven by my falling asleep at my books, my couch, and my keyboard. if you think that's funny, than wait till it happens to you, and you end with painful prints of keys on your forehead and blocks of rubbish characters sent over to whoever you were talking to online.
"I’m an angel bored like hell
and you're a devil meaning well
you steal my lines and you strike me dumb
come raise your flag upon me
and if you want me I'm your country
if you win me I’m forever - oh yeah!"
- "You're The Storm", The Cardigans
Friday, September 12
never cried any, anyway
toyed with the idea of getting really hammered this evening.
didn't work out as planned. i've seen people drunk, and i'm nothing like that. last time i drank Hooch, i just became very serene, sitting on the couch as i watched the pricks that came around to my sister's birthday party mess up the apartment and get the floor all wet, creating a ruckus and too much noise. i just dropped everything i was picking up, snapped a bottle open without hesistation and just gulped it down.
there were people [sister's guests] younger than me, sitting in the corridor, sipping Hooches and Reefs, anyway. i still have that first all-to-myself bottle on my bedroom shelf.
didn't work out tonight. i got not much of a response from the one person worth telling who was online, and the rest were either snoozing or have blocked me. it's come to the point where i both care too much and not at all anymore.
three people i know recently got a SonyEricsson T610: Khooky, my aunt Esther and my aunt Jacq. Khooky i know made the [i hope] informed decision to buy his T610 in Abyss Blue instead of the dime-a-dozen Aluminium Haze, hopefully both my aunts were similarly inspired. and if it all goes to plan, my brother will trade in his Nokia 7250 [trade-in value $400] for a T610. right now i'm not sure what to make of my brother potentially having a better mobile than me.
more additions to our apartment: two Toshiba home theater systems [one for my mom's bedroom. can you say "overkill"?] and one 21" Toshiba flat-screen TV, to replace the 14" Thomson Life previously taking pride of place in my mom's room. the amazing thing about the Toshiba is that it has FOUR [4] speakers, but only MONO sound. and it doesn't even have teletext.
the Panasonic stereo system has been moved into my room, so i can now sleep to A Rush Of Blood To The Head played crisply over proper speakers, instead of blasting it through my tinny Sony backphones.
incidentally, Matt's two-hour-late decision [i waited for his opinion before buying. the CD store closed before i got there, in the end. non-instantaneous gratification sucks] of Coldplay over Robbie Williams when i texted him regarding a new CD purchase has led me to my decision to add Coldplay to my 'like' list. now it's Garbage, Coldplay, The Cardigans, The Cardigans pushed to third because i haven't actually bought any of their albums.
khooky's combined class today was interesting. sitting roughly between Matt and Khooky during such an event is like watching a good tennis match. swivelling eyballs abound, with the occasional snapping head. Mr Kenneth Wee [or KeWee as he is fondly called] just tells the class "don't listen to Matthias" and moves along. not very entertaining.
i probably got more out of those four hours than the entire week gone past.
i just got an IBM ThinkPad TransNote, but lack the means to charge it up, let alone boot it up. if anyone has a spare ThinkPad power adaptor...
i still want to go watch Down With Love. i'm just not ready to admit to myself that i'm sad enough to go watch a film alone, and being prelim time, i doubt anyone's gonna come along anyway.
my grandfather [mom's side] is still in the TTSH ICU, and i hear the success rate of a heart bypass operation is anyone's guess. the other grandfather's 93 years old. he's not around for much longer - recently fell ill a couple of times. however, his son isn't coming back to see him [for the last time?]
all this, right here, right now. somewhere, someone's going "if you had friends/if you were nicer to people ... "
what good will friends do now?
didn't work out as planned. i've seen people drunk, and i'm nothing like that. last time i drank Hooch, i just became very serene, sitting on the couch as i watched the pricks that came around to my sister's birthday party mess up the apartment and get the floor all wet, creating a ruckus and too much noise. i just dropped everything i was picking up, snapped a bottle open without hesistation and just gulped it down.
there were people [sister's guests] younger than me, sitting in the corridor, sipping Hooches and Reefs, anyway. i still have that first all-to-myself bottle on my bedroom shelf.
didn't work out tonight. i got not much of a response from the one person worth telling who was online, and the rest were either snoozing or have blocked me. it's come to the point where i both care too much and not at all anymore.
three people i know recently got a SonyEricsson T610: Khooky, my aunt Esther and my aunt Jacq. Khooky i know made the [i hope] informed decision to buy his T610 in Abyss Blue instead of the dime-a-dozen Aluminium Haze, hopefully both my aunts were similarly inspired. and if it all goes to plan, my brother will trade in his Nokia 7250 [trade-in value $400] for a T610. right now i'm not sure what to make of my brother potentially having a better mobile than me.
more additions to our apartment: two Toshiba home theater systems [one for my mom's bedroom. can you say "overkill"?] and one 21" Toshiba flat-screen TV, to replace the 14" Thomson Life previously taking pride of place in my mom's room. the amazing thing about the Toshiba is that it has FOUR [4] speakers, but only MONO sound. and it doesn't even have teletext.
the Panasonic stereo system has been moved into my room, so i can now sleep to A Rush Of Blood To The Head played crisply over proper speakers, instead of blasting it through my tinny Sony backphones.
incidentally, Matt's two-hour-late decision [i waited for his opinion before buying. the CD store closed before i got there, in the end. non-instantaneous gratification sucks] of Coldplay over Robbie Williams when i texted him regarding a new CD purchase has led me to my decision to add Coldplay to my 'like' list. now it's Garbage, Coldplay, The Cardigans, The Cardigans pushed to third because i haven't actually bought any of their albums.
khooky's combined class today was interesting. sitting roughly between Matt and Khooky during such an event is like watching a good tennis match. swivelling eyballs abound, with the occasional snapping head. Mr Kenneth Wee [or KeWee as he is fondly called] just tells the class "don't listen to Matthias" and moves along. not very entertaining.
i probably got more out of those four hours than the entire week gone past.
i just got an IBM ThinkPad TransNote, but lack the means to charge it up, let alone boot it up. if anyone has a spare ThinkPad power adaptor...
i still want to go watch Down With Love. i'm just not ready to admit to myself that i'm sad enough to go watch a film alone, and being prelim time, i doubt anyone's gonna come along anyway.
my grandfather [mom's side] is still in the TTSH ICU, and i hear the success rate of a heart bypass operation is anyone's guess. the other grandfather's 93 years old. he's not around for much longer - recently fell ill a couple of times. however, his son isn't coming back to see him [for the last time?]
all this, right here, right now. somewhere, someone's going "if you had friends/if you were nicer to people ... "
what good will friends do now?
"I just don't care anymore
I've reached the end of the road
I just don't care anymore
Won't cry these tears anymore
Can't find it in the bible
Can't find it on TV
Can't find it in diamonds
There's something inside me that just won't allow me to
Find it in music
Can't find it in my soul
Can't find it in chocolate
Oh babe I can't hide it
I can't even find it in you
I just don't care anymore
I've reached the end of the road
I just don't care anymore
Won't cry these tears anymore
There's no way she can kiss you
The way that I do
I heard that you miss me
Oh you should be careful of who you keep talking to
Long nights without you have taught me to be strong
I've cut all my losses
Think no more about it 'cause I couldn't find it in you
I just don't care anymore
I've reached the end of the road
I just don't care anymore
Won't cry these tears anymore
There was a time I thought I'd die
If you should ever leave me high and dry
Now you don't want me any more
It's time to settle the score
I just don't care anymore
I've reached the end of my tether
I've torn all your letters up
I just don't care anymore
Won't cry these tears anymore
I just don't care anymore
I've reached the end of my rope
And it's time that I told you so
I just don't care anymore
Won't cry these tears anymore"
- "Can't Cry These Tears", Garbage
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