That's Life

Watched Rule #1 yesterday. It was the first movie I've watched in a cinmea since last year's Pirates of the Carribean haha.

It was surprisingly decent. And not the usual ghost flick. I tell you the film screws with your mind. Basically the rule number one is that there are no ghosts in this world. Shawn Yue and Ekin Cheng play two detectives who are essentially paranormal investigators and they are supposed to investigate stuff about the supernatural. The thing is, they have to cover up their tracks and tell the public that there are no ghosts because if the public were to find out, chaos would ensue. Anyway basically there's this serial killer who got killed by Shawn Yue and his ghost decides to haunt him. The ghost possesses various people and shifts from body to body by contact. Thing is, once the ghost leaves a body the body becomes a shell.

I tell you it's seriously creepy when the dead person suddenly grabs the life person and the ghost shifts over. It's like aaahhh and I'm still kind of creeped out by it. Anyway it was interesting because we watched it at night and well when we left the cinema it was night and haha ok you get the idea.

I think I'm becoming crazy; been listening to the same old song over and over again.

I think I'm really an introvert at heart. And I really think and feel a lot. Just that I don't show it.

Mervin and I went for ACJC Funorama today. Personally I've never liked funfairs much and to be honest I still don't. Basically the day started with me sweating buckets. Recently I've been sweating like mad recently I have no idea. Actually I guess the word is 'perspiring'.

Anyway I met Mervin Ang first. Basically there were plenty of stalls selling food and all that. Anyway I wasted 10 dollars on this stupid haunted house which basically was nothing more than a black plastic bag draped LT. Complete waste of money haha. Mervin's sister and her friends were at the start of the line and they kept screaming like screwdrivers. Ok that's a ridiculous simile but the point is that they kept screaming. I didn't find it scary at all but I guess that was because I was at the back of the line so I already knew where the scary parts were from the way the girls were screaming.

Then after that we just went frolicking around in the rain. Ok I realise that sounds utterly stupid but it was raining at one point and we were kind of skipping for shelter.

You know they say AC is a brand and I agree with them. They have 'I LOVE AC' merchandise, ranging from files to notebooks and all that. I wanted to buy the 'I LOVE AC' T-shirt but unfortunately they didn't sell it.

I just took an online personality test. It's called the Jung typology test and although it's not the real MBTI test (you have to pay to sit for that test and I sat for it before), I figure it should work. Anyway the results say that I am an ENFP, which surprises me to a certain extent since the last time I took the test in Sec 2, I was an introvert.

Anyway they profiled me as only being slighty extroverted and feeling, and moderately intuitive and perceptive. Which means I don't really sway to one side. Hmm.

I haven't blogged for a long time. Not unless you count instances of 'copy-and-paste'. No mood to blog. I'm feeling pretty world-weary right about now.

When you walk through the storm

Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
There's a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark

Walk on, through the wind
Walk on, through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone

Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone

I still have yet to buy that 2005 European jersey.

These few months have honestly been one of the most trying times of my life. Everything was the result of my own petulant, stubborn actions and my refusal to see that I was basically screwing my life up. But it's too late to say 'if only' now.

I want to go on a holiday with my friends. Maybe with my neighbours or the guys. Maybe a road trip to Malaysia, HK or Taiwan. Yuk and the others asked me to go Malaysia with them last year but I couldn't make it. Hopefully someone will organise one soon.

Well here's why I think facebook sucks. IN COMPARISON TO FRIENDSTER. Let me make it clear that I do not believe facebook to be a contraption worthy of nothing worthy but rather something which appears overtly brilliant and filled to the brim with nonsensical shit that is quite simply redundant.

Let me expound the virtues of friendster. Friendster basically lets you get straight to the point - pictures, a short description of the person you're viewing and NO NETWORK RESTRICTIONS (which means you can view anyone's profile) Of course there are sonofabitch people who set their profile to private (yes I know you're actually the long-lost son/ daughter of the guy who invented toilet paper and hence have a family fortune) for whatever stupid reasons. But then again at least you know who these people are and can write them down in a list to verbally abuse them when you feel like it. But back to the point. I believe one can tell a lot from the way someone writes his profile. From his style of writing to his choice (and spelling) of words, you can instantly gain a general impression of the person and his background. The pictures will probably help to reinforce that impression.

Facebook on the other hand has so many applications that it's becoming ridiculous. Every other day we have someone joining a group like 'I think chocolate cakes are full of calories' or 'Oh wow save the pandas'. The amount of applications to be DOWNLOADED (what did you think the developers created weird cyberspace junk out of their goodwill for teenagers to while away their time attempting to race a stupid car against another or feed/race/pet a pet) is insane. Too many applications. In case you're wondering yes Facebook does have a 'photos applications' where you get to upload your own photos but here's the catch - if friends upload their photos WITH YOU INSIDE and tag you, voila that photo gets filed under your profile AGAINST YOUR WILL. Ok never mind.

Now that I'm done denouncing facebook and extolling the virtues of friendster, I would like to remind all of you to exercise caution when meeting online friends in person. This report is courtesy of MDA.

Here's some funny and amusing and (yes, helpful) stuff I read today. It's an article on what to do on the first date.

1. The Predate
• Dress for the occasion, but more important, dress to show respect. Reminder: It's still better to overdress.
• Easy on the cologne. Avoid novelty ties.

2. The Pickup
• Be on time. Do not be drunk.
• Go to the door.
• Do not bring flowers — it's outdated. You may, however, bring a small, thoughtful gift that you did not purchase from Wicks 'n' Sticks or B. Dalton Bookseller.
• Inappropriate gifts: lingerie, small animals, the first draft of your unpublished memoirs.

3. The Drive
• If you're taking a cab, you should open the door for her, give the directions, and pay.
• While amusing, avoid that bit where you go and then stop and pretend to drive away without her.
• No music — try talking.
• If you find the ensuing silence unbearable, you may put on music, but avoid the following: a) talk radio; b) anything in which R. Kelly describes something overtly sexual; c) playlists consisting entirely of songs that feature her name.

4. The Restaurant
• Open the door for her. In case of revolving doors, you go first.
• Wait until she's seated to take your seat. At fancier joints, it's the waiter's job to help her with her chair, not yours.
• Never order for her. And never present a coupon to the waiter while saying, "And the lady will have something of equal or lesser value."
• Sharing food: If she suggests it, you're doing it.
• Pay. If she offers to help, say something sincere like, "It's my pleasure," not something you think is witty, like, "I'll consider this a down payment for later, if you know what I mean!"

5. The Bar
• Open a tab.
• Never drink more than she does.
• Never drink less than she does.

6. The Walk
• Walk at her pace.
• Tradition dictates that you should walk on the outside of her to avoid puddle splashes and runaway carriages, but feel free to disregard this unless your date takes place in Colonial Williamsburg (not advised).
• Offer her your arm. It's chivalrous and also a good way to initiate contact.
• Be a man. Make your move. May God be with you.
• You're not going inside. Unless she suggests it.

7. Following Up
• No texting. Call the next day. Two days, tops.
• If she answers the phone, thank her for a great night and schedule a second date.
• If you get voice mail, thank her and ask her to call you back.
• If she answers the phone "Sam's Pizza" and pretends you've got the wrong number, all bets are off.

Well, what do you think girls. Personally I think the rules don't apply now because I highly doubt we're going to go to a fancypants restuarant and foot the bill which would probably be a foot long but well I guess we guys could draw some ideas from it.

Shit I'm totally getting addicted to Stop and Stare.

OMG THEY KILLED KENNY!

Hahahaha Southpark is downright retarded. It's vulgar, coarse and disrespectful to everbody. I watched 3 episodes today. Thanks to Cheryl's influence. First one was one where the boys had to return a porn video (they thought it was a copy of LOTR ) hahaha and shit the adults were jackasses. I can't believe how they explained the meaning of sex in such umn graphic terms.

Then the second one was about stealing the GIRLS' LIST. Basically the girls in class made a list ranking the guys based on their looks haha and the guys attempted to steal it. Their plan was classic. It was so stupid it doesn't even deserve to be called stupid. Their plan was to scare the girl, kick her in the balls (yes the balls) and grab the stupid book. Firstly, the girl wasn't scared and secondly, the three attempts to kick her balls didn't work. Because a girl doesn't have balls. Anyway lol it was damn funny because it turned out that the girls actually screwed the list up by making the shoe-store's son top so they could get free shoes.

The third episode was called 'Night of the Living Homeless'. Downright disrespectful but hilarious. Especially when the homeless researcher (the person who researches on homeless people not the researcher without a home) attempted to kill himself. He used about 10 bullets. The gore was HILARIOUS. All the blood hahahaha.

Staying at home is quite sian.

Tomorrow's going to be exciting. Now that I've got it sorted out (almost), it's time to see how things work out. Hopefully it'll work out fine.

Ok thanks everyone who came down. Especially Crunch. Who kept asking to find out if I was still conscious from the pain. And of course there's the others like Chloe, Lim Min and Cheryl. And Jiahui - for everything that you did. Don't know if you notice a pattern but I don't see a single guy's name there.

This town is colder now, I think it's sick of us
It's time to make our move, I'm shakin off the rust
I've got my heart set on anywhere but here
I'm staring down myself, counting up the years
Steady hands, just take the wheel...
And every glance is killing me
Time to make one last appeal... for the life I lead

Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared

But I've become what I can't be, oh
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're 'here' not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, can u see what I see

They're tryin to come back, all my senses push
Un-tie the weight bags, I never thought I could...
Steady feet, don't fail me now
Gonna run till you can't walk
But something pulls my focus out
And I'm standing down...

Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be, oh
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, you don't need

What u need, what u need...

Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be
Oh, do u see what I see...

Stop and Stare by One Republic. It's really pretty good.