This is strangely post number 500, as which I will begin this post relating that number 500 to the atrocious change in channel number of astro, because for one, I'm a simple minded simpleton, and so are my parents, and adding an extra digit for us to remember will probably be a terribly terribly uber huge turnoff. Why don't just stick with the current one, it's not like you'll have 999 channels to give us anyway, nor do we need that many bloody farking channels.

What's channel 500 btw? I don't know, because I don't give a damn. I rarely touch the TV as it is right now, choosing to instead indulge my empty, hallowed shell of a body in the simple pleasures of sleep and generally being a horrible dumbfuck, aka mugging like a useless university student that I am, trying to cramp it all minutes prior to the finals.

Do I sound slightly off? Nah. I guess this is usually who I am, but this aspect of me is generally suppressed because I usually have other points of releasing muscle tension, but recently I've been denied that route of escape, pretty much like how a drug addict reacts when he stops getting his fix. My fridge. IS EMPTY!

NOOOO~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I ought to do some shopping. Yes. I need to buy some food. Snacks, chocolates, coffee, coffee, chocolates, ice cream, jelly, candy bars, biscuits etc.

Which draws me to, 'will work for food'.
-_-
I hope I don't come to that point one day in my life.

Does it rain often these days? Yeah, it has. And my goodness it has made my nights a wonderful embrace with sleep, like a man in a desert stumbling on an oasis.

Oh rain, my goodness. There's an old adage, that goes something about, 'bak cendawan selepas hujan.' Yes. It's malay. I know. Oh shut up you fucking racist. I can use whatever language I like.

Yeah. Some things have been mushrooming lately, all of a student it's like the whole gang just added a few not-so-single people and replaced the singles.

In short, it's like some of the single players in badminton suddenly decided to play doubles, leaving me without single partners to play against. DAMN!

Oh no!!!! (awh gawd, schoolgirl squeel)

Nah, on the contrary I find it quite amusing, like some mating season or some sort. Very cute, really. OH REALLY? You think it's cute? Do you seriously think it's cute? NO!

I don't think it's cute at ALL!
But seriously, don't you think couples are soooooooooooooooooooooooo cute?

Er... no.
Awwww, stop lying. You know you like couples.

-_- I love the stories, very very amusing bunch of people.

BTW, it's PMR, and my bro gets a 1 week break. That stinks, cause he'll be playing PS2..

Do I have to say how bored I am?
Do I?

NAH!!!!

I'm so totally totally occupied and busy! (I'm sooooo lying)

LIKE, you know, like.. erm.. like this, like that, do you like that, can you like yourself? WHAT THE FUCK IS FUCKING WRONG WITH ME!!!!

I don't know.
I wish I did.

You know, I recently find myself super super bored.
I wonder why my life is so uneventful.
It's one of those very reflective moments in your life that you start thinking whether you're on the right track, whether what you do now will lead to where you want to go.

I wonder what would happened had I pursued physics or that sort of abstract sciences.

+20 years, maybe I'd be lecturing quantum physics somewhere, yapping all about chaos theory, membrane/string theory, butterfly effect calculations and making some mathematical bullshit no one understands and criticizing how the large hadron collider is just going to be an awesome waste of money.

Or had I pursued medicine?

+20 years, I'd be useless, lying on the street begging for money because I'm a totally useless and heartless that even dogs feel I'm not good enough to be their vet! Or maybe I'd be someone attached to a militant-pharmaceutical company working on the next biological superweapon.

Or had I pursued arts? Or architecture? Or even, SOCIAL SCIENCES!

God. NO!

Maybe this game of chance that led me here was really what I was meant to be in.
Don't mind me, but I really just wanted to type today, because I feel so bloody restless.

It's like I just ate some power lunch, now so filled with energy and enthusiasm but having no outlet for it to be properly utilized.

It's interesting how I really crave to reach and talk. Or just have the feeling that someone is paying attention. No wonder why girls seem to like their boyfriends so much, hahaha.

The current song that's playing is Utada Hikaru's First Love... hmm, I love the song, btw.

It's an old old old song, but it was the first japanese song that swept my emo, under-18 mind away, that make me totally enamoured with the jpop industry back then, when I tried to get my boney fingers on every jpop song I come across on the rotation sites. (but it didn't last.. the quality of songs weren't the same for all singers, so expectedly I grew disenchanted with the scene)

Hahaha, to think I played it some 1000 times since I got it has to mean something, eh? (interesting how some software keeps track of how many times a particular song has been played)

Recently I've been having 12 hours lectures in a day type of weeks, where I end up being stuck at a particular lecture theater for that amount of miserable time. But it's good practice and will toughen a person up, as the amount of focus and dedication required to remain awake for most part of the 12 hours will prove useful in the future.

(imagine the whining wife that the guy needs to maintain the look that he's listening but in truth his mind is half a world away with his mistress)

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yeah, I admit i've been a little off lately, in more ways and more levels than only this.


tired and bored too.