About Me

Last day of Pieces, the start of Aries (20th March 1993). Enjoys life as well as think about it. Contemplates on many things, and never always fixed to a single answer, as anything can happen. Humble, weird and funny, but underneath is intelligences and experience, yet he strives for more. Never liked losing friends, but understands that impermanence is present. Hotmail:glen-titinyqwerz@hotmail.com

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

An Early Blog Post, Before Dinner.

You Know, Its Still Feels Like Holiday For Most Graduated Students.
Except In Hougang Secondary.
We Don't Graduate.
We Stay As Hougeans Forever.
Why?
Because We Have No Freaking Graduation Day For The Graduating Classes In 2009.
Epic Failure.
Crotch Bomb The Principal!
Or Strip Him Of His Rank.
Or Just Strip Him.
But I Think He Would Like It...
In Anyway I'm Not Going To Be The One Doing The Stripping.
Back To The Point:
It Feels Like I'm Stuck In The December Holidays.
And For Those Soon-To-Be Polytechnic Students.
Its Going To Be 1 Hell Of A Holiday Till April.
Yes April.
Longer That The March Holidays We Once Had In Secondary Or Primary School.
And It Surpasses The March Holiday.
For Those Who Never Seen A Calendar, April Comes After March.
Yes, It Is 'Magical'.
OMG.
And Due To This Extended Holiday.
Or You May Say Until The Cows Come Home For Those Soon-To-Be JC Students.
It Has Actually Slipped My Mind That It Was Actually The 13 Of January, 2010.
And For Those Who Don't Know About January.
Its The First Month Of The Year.
Directing This Information To Cavemen.
Or Monkeys Evolving To Cavemen.
Or Just Monkeys.
The Point Is Monkeys May Evolve To Cavemen.
Wait.
Thats Not It.
What I Meant To Say Is, Almost Half A Month Has Past.
And I Didn't Know About It.
It Still Felt Like December.
Or The First Of January.
I Was Totally Obliviously By All The Fun.
If You Go To School.
You Count The Days.
The Hours.
The Minutes.
The Seconds.
Therefore.
Keeping Track Of Time.
Awesome Isn't It?
Looking Forward To The Next Day Off From School.
I Missed That.
It Made The Weekends Kinda Rewarding.
While Having Fun During The Holidays.
You Tend To Play And Don't Bother About Timing.
Therefore Losing Track Of Time.
Wishing That Time Would Stop.
Which In This Case.
Many Of Us Wants.
Without Looking At The Time Every Few Seconds.
We Won't Be Able To See Time Slow Down.
Another Way To Slow Down Time Is Becoming Hiro From Heroes.
But You May Get Cancer.
Or Something.
And This Makes Us Lose Track Of Time.
I Think I Said That Already.
Therefore Overplaying Sucks At Times.
Can't Time Just Fucking Stop For Awhile?
Seriously.
Its Halfway Through The GawdDamn Month.
I'm Using GawdDamn As A Replacement.
So It Won't Insult Nigel.
Or Anyone's Religion In Anyway.
And It Seems Like Christmas.
Or New Year.
Either Which.
I Kinda Miss School And Its Antics Now.
Or I Might Have Missed It A Very Long Time Ago.
Should Be When December Started.
Is That A Long Time?
Doesn't Seem So Though.
It Feels Like 1 Week Ago.
Or Was It Actually 1 Week Ago?
Damn.
I Might Need A Calendar For This.
Shit.
Now It Just Means I'm A Caveman.
A Monkey.
Or A Monkey Evolving Into A Caveman.
Self-Owned/Pawned.
Anyway.
Now.
Its Like Everyday Is A Weekend.
Boring Like Fuck.
If You Don't Go Out I Mean.
I Need To Learn Something.
Seriously.

Keeping In Contact With Friends Will Be Great.
I Want It To Happen.
Please Make It Happen.

Yesterday, invited my cousin over to my house to talk about JC and Poly stuff.
Today, went to Temasek Polytechnics JAE talk about Psychology courses there. When to Meridian after that. Nice place though. When to Tanjong Pagar for nothing much. Was looking for a cafe. Went home after that.

Minority, Majority.
I Think I Might Have Something Against The Majority.
But We Can't Have Everything, Can't We?
Unless We Have A Clone.
Or A Few Of Them.
Yet To Some Of The Majority I Know, Don't Regret It.

Majority, Minority.
Minority Feels Left Out At The Moment.
Some Of Them Says Abandon.
Some Of Them Says Not Good Enough.
The Minority Will Miss The Majority.
Will The Majority Miss The Minority?

That Above, Feels Weird.

The Resurrection Of A Broken Florescent Lamp

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