I've Been very busy lately with my intensive studying, no time to blog, watch videos in youtube, check friendster, upload music in multiply for request, chat and etc.
I woke up around 10.45pm today. I'm back to staying up all night. Burning the midnight oil. And yes my head hurts. I’m also trying to finish the whole book of Proverbs in the bible.
I became lethargic after studying for a wee long time, so I started taking panoramic pictures on my phone, didn't knew they even had those effects till I played with the camera effects embedded in it. I love it! And guess what, taking pictures = miracle energy
Something strange happened today, too personal too describe. And the lack of detail = impossible to understand.
I’m going to get my new specs tomorrow. It’s vintage green. See how I add vintage with green. Cause I want to emphasize that it is not m&n Green or skittles green but Vintage (stylish) green. I’m not making sense here right?. What has got into me today? I must find out asap! I need to refresh my mind. I’m creating a whole new personality in me that I could not possible understand.
See how all these paragraph just don’t flow smoothly.
Sometime is going wrong. I need to find out what it is.
The paragraph doesn’t match. Every paragraph is written with different topics.
I’m beginning to be a strange lot.
Watched Donny Darko! Love that movie.
To sum it all up: I have problems and I need to know how to fix it.
Stab me behind. I promise I won’t scream.
I'm very very very very tired. I'm here in church office by the way. I was here since 12.00pm.
I've been trying to sleep since 3.00pm, just to have a lil nap, failed. I guess 3 cups of coffee could make you really high. My mind is wide-awake now, but my body is half paralyzed, in a moment now , it would be fully paralyzed and all i could do is blink or close my eyes. pathetic me. remind me never to take 3 cups of coffee ever again.
2 nescafe coffee 3 in 1, and macdonald Breakfast coffee with free refills.
I adore this show because as a viewer, while watching the show, My mind were overflowing with energy, fully captivated by the story, and made me create my own " why, when, how, what, where " types of questions during the Movie. My heart was pumping tediously, because i wanted to know ASAP what is going to happen at the end. This nerve wrecking, mind shattering show is a show where you have to "think out of the box".If you didn't, i don't think you will fully enjoy and understand the meaning of the show. This is the type of show that i love. i love thrillers.
speaking about forgetting. i'm running late. got to go change and go to school. 6.47am.
So my Laptop, named lappy (stop laughing), Ok tell me who don't name their laptop? i know you do right? wouldn't you?
back to the topic.....crashed 2 days ago, this wasn't the ordinary laptop crash where you simply click the restart button and wait for a few seconds till it load and voila its completely healed...no no no no no... my computer was crashed, Supercrashed by Hack geeks. this forced me to reformat my laptop. GRR..the horror.
I'm Just really happy that my pictures wasn't deleted from the hard drive. HowEVERRR (here's the bad part and i mean worst then the devil's number "666"), this means No ADOBE CS2. What you can't hear it? i SAIIIDD NOOOO ADOBE CS2(echo,echo,echo) !!!!! i can't live without it (I mean, really!). Its like separating me from my lovely adorable parent's or separating milk tea from milk. wait is that even possible? go figure. Worst of all, i can't find my ADOBE cs2 CD!!!!!!! Argg...
Talking about adobe photo shop, my friend " Johnathan " pronounce adobe ( ah-do-bei ) ,like this (ah - dob). i laughed hysterically.
Ok i got to go now, I have to search my Adobe cs2 cd. hopefully i would be able to find it by sunset.
TORTURE!!!! HEHEH ....
I had lunch with my fellow friends from Yishun Secondary School(above). I miss them a lot. The photo you see above isn't an actual photograph of that day. I just wanted to show you their faces and of course mine too . Yea how couldn't resist my cute Appeal. ( chuckled)
Just looking back at my photos brings me back to the past. reminiscing about anything i could possibly recalled. How a simple Picture Could give you a smile.
This was a Sunday, i don't even know why Faye and i were together with Jom during that day. I could not recalled. But one thing i would never forget about that day was, they wasted my PRECIOUS fries by putting SHIT LOADS OF STUFFING ON IT And A lot of people were staring at us , probably saying why we were playing our food or why we were just too weird. We Dashed out of the macdonald ASAP because the Macdonald Manager was heading straight at us. Few seconds after i was out from macdonald, i remembered my drinks was left behind. I was never the type of person to throw an empty bottle of diet coke or whatever drinks. I would always have this mentality to drink it all up before throwing it. hahhas. ok i'm kinda out of topic anyway, to sum it all up, i enjoyed the food
his gonna puke! blexxx :P
ok i got bored, so i was browsing through my picture folder and happened to get a glimpse of this 2 out of the norm pictures. i found it amusing and decided to post it online. this was 4 months ago .i think.
The children's camp was a success! It is super ubber duper incredibly wonderful. It blows me away!
I didn't get to experience having a camp during the time i was still in Praise Kids ministry. But this was more then enough for me.
Despite their irritating high-pitch voices, childish behavior,how they wrestled me to wake me up, wants this and that attitude, and etc. I for once liked it.
But in the first play, why am i even there? I'm not even a kid. I'm way too old for a children's camp. well I'm their photographer.
oh yeah faye's got a new haircut. It's Short.
and Mai mai added a new crush to her list "Rj (praise kids)"
I'm positively sure that after this week, she'll have a new crush in her list again. she always does.
I'm feeling sleepy and tired. and i need to take a quick 1 sec shower and rush to school. goodbye
well Blogger, i bought a POLARIZING FILTER for my EOS D-SLR! and you know what blogger. i got it for 32 dollars which should have been 37 dollars. i saved 5 dollars. i asked for a bargain. hehe. . .
So I woke up this morning around 5.30am, which is unbelievably early to me. I wasn’t suppose to get up till quarter to eight and I even asked someone to be my “Human” alarm clock. Because early is like “ 1pm-ish “ to me.
My scalp is unbelievably itchy. And I’ve been scratching it for “20-lovely-mins”. Although I don’t have a lot of hair; buzz hair cut, it feels like there are a lot of termites or creepy crawlies with sharp and pointy feet crawling on my scalp. Accordingly to what human supposedly will do in this type of situation, I took a quick 30mins warm shower to get rid of the itch.
Ok, so I can’t get myself to sleep again, as I’m feeling fresh from the shower I just had earlier on. So now its 6.16am, and I’m insanely bored to death. Now I wonder if it was a good idea to delete my msn messenger, oh wait, how stupid of me to think of that. Not a soul would be even online during these wee hours. Or would they?
I’ll be relatively busy this week and the following week and the following week after next week. I feel like stabbing myself, as I’m unbelievably worn-out from all the intensive studying I’ve been doing. Exam next week. I feel so nervous. Very nervous to be precise. I hope someone would do a good deed by putting me to death by placing a pillow on top of my face and soon I’ll be out of breathe and die miserably yet happy. I promise I won’t struggle to escape, to make the job easier for you. Oh heck, what am I talking about? Pillows? Ugh? See guys, this is what stress do to you.
P.O.A is so confusing, I feel like I’m stuck and feeling lost in a burning desert struggling to find water and food. P.O.A and MARK just don’t connect. I did make it an effort to learn it though. But I just kept going back to basic. I hope my mom don’t read this.
So basically the big topic of the week is, “I deleted my msn messenger?” And you know what? I feel ecstatic about it. I could never imagine how something feels so wrong could actually be the right things to do.
So much for “TGIF”, I still have lots of studying to do. This is really frustrating. I got to go.
*TGIF= Thank God Is Friday
We had a group study at my house today, 4 of them were studying in my room and the other 2 were at the living room table.
Gozon is beside Rj and in front of iwoks and diagonally to me.
3 of us were studying, and as for Gozon hmmm. Well let me put it this way; he was reading a book, which he is not suppose to be reading since it is not one of his subjects. And he would just pop out a topic while of us were silently drowning ourselves in our books.
example:
(very very very silent)
GOZON: HOI!!! alam mo to kanta ( hey!!!! do you know this song?) ( which he spoke with a loud volume)
3 of us were jolted with shock. Its way way funny when you are there and you could have seen our jolted expression painted on our face. You know the feeling when someone out of nowhere just jumps in front of you and shouted rubbish? That’s how we reacted.
worst of all,this is a repeated cycle . Once it goes quiet he’ll pop up another question again. “ can I just stab him in the back?”
Well it finally went peaceful and quiet when he decided to fry eggs for us, which I could not consume since I am allergic with eggs. Well at least we kept the room quiet for a really long time. Hilarious.
Anyhow, the other two were sort-of karaoke-ing instead of studying which they shouldn’t be doing.
My friends left around 8pm. My room seems to be like it has pass by a strong and deadly hurricane where everything would be in a mess. So I quickly vacuumed my room, fix all the mess they have created before my parent would actually see it.
Its 3.25am I’ve upload a lot of music in my http://markxbrian.multiply.com .
If you have been reading my blog since day 1, you will realize that I often say, “ Thank you readers for …” or “ because I want you readers to learn from…”
Then I realize, why should I express my gratitude to the readers? Why do I have to be concern about who is reading my blog? Is it because they read my blog? But what’s the meaning of blog? Well a blog means a Journal or a diary, but is posted online instead of our personal notebook.
Well if you have a personal journal, don’t you hate people looking at it? Of course you hate it right? However, what is the difference between a blog and a journal although they are both classified as a daily dairy. One difference is, a blog is an online diary a journal is an offline diary. Right? You go sort it out?
I’ve been thinking too much about how the readers would react when they read my post, that I may exclude some details that happened to me which the viewer might find it rather boring. which then brings about creating some nerve wreaking stuff that might not even happen to me, then i might even post some help topics which aren't really suppose to be in a blog? right? if you want to find help topics you could go to a site where you can find help. my blog is my journal and its about my life. and i used it for the wrong purpose.
Then I had forgotten that a blog has also the same meaning as a journal. Well it is my blog, and I have the liberty to do everything I want with it. Well from now, it is your choice if you want to see my blog or not to see it. I would just pretend that this blog is my “personal” diary and viewers that are viewing it are merely just trespassers who are interest in what is happening or what is going on in my life or just being a nosy person.
It’s been quite a while since I last wrote something down due to the fact that I’ve been burning midnight oil trying to cover up all the subjects to facilitate my weaker subjects. So since I have an ample of time left to write something down, I took an initiative to have my fingers to do some typing and hopefully whip up something worthwhile to read.
What would a typical Teenager do during a rainy day? Needless to say,
1. He/She would probably be enjoying their catnap during the cool rainy afternoon that would minus the expense of using the Air-con;
2. He/She would be lazing around on his/her bed while looking up facing the ceiling reminiscing the sullen or breathtaking experience he/she once had.
3. He/She would spend most of his/her time chatting on the net or etc.
That is what a normal typical Teenager would probably spend his/her time on during a rainy day. But you know what? The points that I had featured to you above, not a single one of it I am able to undertake. Why? Well I’ll tell you why? My parent’s told me to go to City Hall to pay for a particular fee. The awful part is, the office is closed, it is raining cats and dogs, my shoe and feet stinks more disgustingly then the liquid you may perhaps smell that accumulated below the garbage dump which is splashing its way inside my shoe while I walk and I wasted my time traveling there. Urgh! The horror! I can’t accept the fact that I wasted my time and my exertion of going there and the overall result would still be a zilch. So unpredictable.
A day ago, I was invited by my friend to revise with them at the library (I know that you don’t really have to be invited before you could actually step into a library) but I don’t really like to study alone if I were to study outside. However, I rejected their kind offer because I know I will be lazing around the whole day today. But since the situation has altered, I decided to meet up with them in the library more or less around the late afternoon.
To cut the long story short, I felt kind of annoyed with them because the attitude of studying wasn’t really present. Instead of burying ourselves learning something more significant like math or science, he chooses to read a Spanish language book, which I feel that is quite unethical at that particular time. And when they should be concentrating on whatever they are suppose to be learning, they choose to walk around the library here and there and everywhere. Which I feel that is a waste of a time. What’s the point of having a group study when your friends are there to distract you right? Well I was wise enough to keep myself away from distraction from whatever they were doing.
But anyway, I won’t really face any consequences from what they are doing, I have told them countless of times to concentrate, and they still choose to ignore my guidance. One day, they will learn their mistakes that they did. Sounds like I’m being harsh with them. So I lay my hands off them.
I walked back home with an icky, sticky, stinky and shitty feeling in my shoe. Gross. It’s like putting rotten veggies from the kitchen, which is soon to be eaten by wild rats combine with 1000 wet human mucus and rotten eggs in my shoe. Imagine that disgusting feeling.
