Papierre theme part Deux

"Shit, do my fingers hurt!"

Onward to

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Physics.
And clb.

-Zan

And the Theme for Today's Paper is...

"If I just had more time!"

Mm. Onwards to Ekawns.
I predict the next theme'll be along the lines of "I couldn't remember!"

Again: Mm.


-Zan

I Can Feel It Dave

A man on the same mrt train section as I went with me from Dhoby Ghaut to Harbourfront. He was middle aged, paunchy. Not one you would call 'chipper'. We reached the last stop of the North East Line and everyone left. I slowly packed my book into my bag - the train at the last stop waits long before leaving - and noticed he was still just sitting there. He stayed in the train, other people got on, the train went off.
Odd.


Think he's still there?




Daisy Daisy
give me your answer do
I'm half cra zy
all for the love of you
It won't be a sty lish marriage
I can't afford a carriage
But you'll look sweet upon the seat
Of a bicycle built for two



-Zan

And Now, to Be Goodboy

My dear friend Opinion thinks that naming other people the following words
idiot
stupid
is an act more vulgar than if words conventionally considered vulgar (eg Fucker) were used. Don't be an idiot. Why are you so stupid? You don't have to be such an idiot. Et cetera. To call someone as such is an insult to... their mind. (lol mindhead) Their mind, that which is used
every day, to do
everything, at
every given moment.
You insult their life, foo.
Of course it's less insulting if one decides to be more... constructive with the criticism ('that's stupid, you should be doing this' as opposed to 'you're being stupid. stop it.') because Opinion says it's not very nice to call someone out on something they can't change. Or don't know how to change.
"Stop being an idiot."
Is the receiver supposed to understand immediately how he/she is being what the giver considers 'idiotic'?
Tsk.

(btw: This is all directed at a particular person I know who is a fan of using these words. The person hasn't used them to me in... years, I think, but they've still been using em on other people. And if you think it is you I refer to, and ask me if this is so, you will be told it is not. So fret not.)

-Zan

Right.

Tot: I know I'm feeling a little down when I actually do feel like I'm 'wasting my breath' when I speak.
*inhaaale.*
"YyyeeEEESS??!"

I remember thinking, whilst in school, about how fantastic and convenient it would be if we didn't have classes or ccas so frequently, and thus would be able to stay at home and have optimum time to study ourselves.

We have that now, and I think I've been taking it for granted a wee bit. I've forgotten how much I wanted this, and what I wanted it for. Ey?

L. O. V.


-Zan

Loobs.

Slapdash says:
List of interesting things to draw:

-tarot
-megaman robot masters
-mythical beasts
-mythical beasts of literature that are only described, but not illustrated, and are left to the artist's interpretation (eg behemoth)
-elemental creatures
-tribal shitizzle from africa + newzealand (egmasks)
-jap stuff.. duh.
-chimps/mandrills/spidermonkeys
-prehensile body parts of animals
-personifications/embodiments of things (eg Death, Life, War etc)


WARNING: NEXT PARAGRAPH NOT FOR THE "EEW"-ING VARIETY OF PEOPLE.
LOOK AWAY.
AWAY.

Decided to post a habit that started earlier this year, left me, and now seems to be returning.
When peeing on a really full bladder, I put four fingers of my hand on my stomach, just slightly below the belly button, and keep it there. After the last drop has been dropzed, I place my thumb where that area of my stomach now is, and measure the difference in distance.
Just to see how much of my bladder's width has changed. Heh.
Cheap thrillz.
Disgusting habits.
Off.

[Edit: I apologize to those who cannot/do not pee standing up. For they are unable to indulge in this sick, sick habit.]


-Zan

Coffee's Only a Dime

June 16th.
Around 5pm.
You. Yes, you. That was very much uncalled for.
You are a confused, angry little boy.
Contemplate that, control yourself.

kayenuffofthat:

About the word 'Relationship'. It needs to be explained to some why to 'be in a relationship' with someone does not necessarily involve romance.
One should look into roots of the word.
Relationship. There is a relation between them. They are related.
"Billy is in a relationship with Mary."
This merely means that Billy and Mary are related in one way or another. Not necessarily romantic, it could be referring to a friendship, partnership, acquaintanceship, comanionship, etc.

And then I search the word on dictionary.com, and it ruins all of that with its fourth definition:

4. a sexual involvement; affair.

Thanks, dic.com
ihateyou

Also on le thème de la romance, I woz thinking one day about the nature of romance in most movies. Most film romances are the Love-At-First-Sight type, instead of that gradual, slow, progression that later buds into... confusion.. then blooms.

Blooms into the realisation "OMG I'VE FALLEN IN LIKE WIT YOO".
und zen i thought... wait. That kind of romance does appear on screens. Usually on dramas/soaps though.
I suppose it's the time constraints that cause this. It's all their fault.

('Playing hearts' has an interesting double meaning. Lawl.)

Interesting how, as a 13/14/15/16 year old, one can imagine romantic (or, for some... erotic?) scenarios with peers of the same age. And it appears perfectly fine. But years after, when one is, oh, say... 20? 30? And beyond? If those same thoughts of the same people at that time period arise in one's head, they would be opined as

really disgusting.

Not that I don't follow this. I just don't understand. (Or bother enough to mentally investigate. Yet.)

June 18th: First time in a loooong time I went outdoors without a bag with me/on my back. Woot!
The event: 5/1 class bbq @ CT's haus

Randomtot.
Just as pleasure made constant and continuous is nullified, so Pain made constant and continuous is nullified.

i.e. Get studying, sirs and madams.
i.e. Get exercising.
Eat less.
Save money.
etc etc.
It may be shit for some, but the shit will pass.
Provided you deal with it long enough.

Random idea dump!
A multinational corporation that provided access to future-viewing?
It would never get infiltrated, as they would be able to look ahead and see you try.
They would always have enough moolah to maintain the company, given their ability to see how stock market goez.
They would have a code: to never take advantage of the future-viewing device/machine/whatever for malicious gains.
Their purpose would be to deflect possible dangers caused by the way the world's people are doing things at the time.


WHAT?
RANDOM JUDO TRAINING TOMORROW?
(actually today, technically, but)
AW MAN.
Last week of study, leh. Lehzx.
Bah, humbug.


-Zan

Get to it, Kid

Hmph. The usual dashwalk aint doing so well lately. No hoppage-jumpage.
Starve a little?
Starve a little. In more ways than one.
Iwantmyjawbackdagnabbit















-Zan

Strawberry Windz

WE GOT HOT WATER BACK
HOT WATER.
BACK.
THE HEATER'S BEEN REPLACED JOYSHINEWEEHAPPYJOYNESSANDWONDER
WEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEEEEEEWWWWWWWWT.

Finally.
Not that I didn't get used to icy showers, but the feel of WARM WATER on one's ornery self after forgetting such a sensuous wonder of wonders... kicks ass.

Finally.
Gawde.
Unfortunately, the fingers of my right hand have skinscrape wounds right between the knuckles and nails.













A trip to the bathroom sink reminded me that raw skin + water = $%@*&

And so, every trip to the shower involves my right hand avoiding getting wet. So my left hand does all the soapwork, while righty holds the nozzle. As a result, the left side of my body gets less soaped-up, as my left hand can't quite reach my left armpit/armarea/back. So my mind does something it hasn't done in ages; it anthropomorphises the left and right sides of my body. "I have to be dirty because you hurt?!" etc etc.
(I used to do that with... scissorsleavesfurniturepillowswalletslegoblocks etc etc)
(back in them wee years)
(Thought: My right hand remains unwashed though. So fair game.)

IDEADUMP:
Mini social networking website that allocates each day of our 2009 years (or maybe just the past 100) to a list of people born on those days.
Then further breaks upthe hours of each day and allocates the hours to people born within those times. (Maybe even break it up into seconds?)
So... people would be able to find others that were born at the exact same day. Or moment, even. You know, for shits and giggles.

PS: This is one of the first, if not the first, movies I watched in cinema. Finally tracked it down.

Ah, phuket. Nothing moretowrite.
I WANT.

GET TO STUDYING ALREADY. GOSH.

-Zan

Red is Me is Red Me is Red

*flicks overturned beetlebaby off tablet*

Hads outing with jewdokas yesterday at Sentosa.
Had econs lessons at school before, so I arrived a lil later. Got on the tram to Sentosa, took it to Beach Station.
Got out.
Turned left, where any unsuspecting Sentosa-frequenting teenager would have gone. To Palawan, and that other beach. Where there's so much more free space. And clean water. And atmospheric beachpeople noise. And... NOT SILOSO. Which was where everyone turned out to be.
Something I found out after walking half the way back from the other side of the friggin beach.
Answer yer phones, beaches.

Anyway.
Activities that occurred:
1: Burying jc in sand
2: Volleyball
3: Volleyball
4: Soccer with strangers
5: Getting pwnt by the sun
6: Swim
7: Volleyball
8: FOOWED.
9: FOOWED, VIVO EDITION

Activites I participated in:
1. Not to mention the administration of sandboob surgery upon the aforementioned jc.
2. Watching, mostly.
3. With 4-5 people. bdoink
4. lol, no.
5. facearmsbackneck
6. And splashing balls in peoples' faces. And splashing sands in peoples' faces. And splashing random seaweeds ats peoples' faces. And getting sea-osotogaried. And floating.
7. lol
8: CHOMPchickenrice
9: CHOMPbrownricemealfromthatthunderteariceshopinfoodcourtomglongsentence
10: goes homes.
11: Attend judo the next day with painful burning back and face.
12: Get pwned by Matthew who I took the bus with to school (which we were both going to) from bpss instead of taking the circle line.
Whilst already in bus:
"how long does it take?"
"about 40 minutes?"
LOLPWNT


Und that was all.
[/report]

-Zan

Consider Staring at a Light Source For Hours.

coughcoughcomputermonitorcoughahemcough

Anyhway. Want to put this idea here because
well
I just like the name, really. The concept probably isn't all that new. Or original.

A FAST FOOD PLACE FOR STUDYING!
Tables would be large and spacious.
Cheap earplugs would be sold at the counter for those who wish to study in silence.
Or... a 'silent study room' could be organised.
Eating permitted anywhere within le place.
Target consumers would be students, o course.
Food would be snacks only, no mealz0rs. That means everything sold seperately.
EZlink paying, yay
Laptop room, for laptop studyers!
No music/radio being played overhead!
Various isolated studyrooms!
Best of all,
this ridiculously large-and-thus-expensive place would be called...

*casts drumroll*




!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
STUDEAT! WOOWEWTWOOHOOYEOWOHYeaaahzx0rs
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



*wholepurposeofthisposthasbeenachieved*


..
yeah. It'd just be nice to have an indoor studyish environment
that permits eating.

Gahmen, do your thing.



-Zan