Phew...
It's the end of another week. It's been a pretty tiring week. I'm pretty appalled how some of the earlier smuffians have told me that you don't have to study in SMU. I find that rather amazing, seeing that no one I know in class is doing that. Maybe I'm in the wrong school. Looking at the situation, I should have applied to Business or something like that.
Anyhow.. today's provoking thought after doing too much homework.
"The pot is calling the kettle black. Is the kettle black? Is the pot really black? Which one is really black?"
You know what.. I can't give a flying fuck who's black.. but I do know.. that when I drive by the traffic lights and I see those workers pounding on our roads to make a better country for you and I, they sure as hell are black.
My savings and finances are dwindling. It's fucking sad the state of my bank account. So I was contemplating taking up the tuition agency's offer just now, and they're paying 30 bucks an hour for 2 students for 2 O Level Pure Science subjects, for a 2 hour a week session. WAT THE FUCK IS THIS FUCKING COUNTRY COMING TO?!?!??! Is even the wage structure in tutoring going down the shithole? Might as well have a fucking sweatshop full of overqualified tutors and put the fucking children on that fucking assembly line and one by one let the poor fucking workers impart knowledge to the kids for way fucking below minimum wage. Exploitation has extended beyond corporations. It's now a fucking lifestyle.
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Giwaffe and the Chick
THE SCANDALOUS PAIR...
Another Early Start To The Week
It's another Monday.. another start to the week. I'm hoping that school won't get the way it used to, where dragging myself out of bed to school would be the worst fucking thing in the world. Where days and nights spent in school were so fucking unproductive I can't even remember the meaning of unproductive, even though back in the day I was the fucker who actually defined it. I hope the fears and memories of whatever occured in the past would fade.. would just disappear. Taking a backseat would not really be enough, then, would it. However, they all say that it's better for memories, good and bad, to take a bad seat, rather than fade into non-existence. Hell.. that's what they say. Honestly, it's how I feel ultimately doesn't it. Not about how they feel about how I would feel and how I'm supposed to feel.
Feeling rather nostalgic now. I walked into the library, took a walk around the place, trying to find a nice corner to get some work done. Interestingly enough, I've managed to find a little corner of the library that has these ugly desk-booth like furniture made of shitty wood and an equally shitty varnish. Looks exactly like the shitty ones used in Purdue. How interesting. I saw the area, and half-expected a whole host of Bangra-dancing Indian nitwits to appear and start screaming and shouting like their mums were raped by the plague. Zilch. It's my lucky day isn't it.
Better get down to doing some work. Had a decent gym session already. Now it's time for work.. except that there're things occupying my mind that I need to purge out......
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Songs to listen to on the train.. while standing right in between the cars (or compartments, as my darling Soph calls them) :
- Worn Me Down (Rachel Yamagata)
- Untitled (Simple Plan)
- Soundtrack from Requiem for A Dream
- Plush (S T P)
- Cocaine (Yakuza)
- And Justice For All (Metallica)
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How tragic it would be to lose someone I love dearly.. however.. don't we lose people along the way? Hence, isnt' it better to become immune to it? Nah.. I think not.. the pain has to be extreme for the happiness to be extreme. It was probably intended that way. Otherwise, where's the kick in that? If everything was gonna be boring and monotonous... hence, should relationships ever become stagnant and boring and monotonous? It's always been accepted that they evetually do.. but why should that happen? Are people crazy enough to create issues, to fight, to crap on each other, just so that things stop being boring and monotonous?
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Best song that my absolutely amazing, loveable, loving, cute, always yawning and never gettign enough sleep, thinking that I have too many tattoos as it is, significant other downloaded at my place over the weeked: Time to say goodbye (Andrea Bocelli, Celine Dion). Absolutely beautiful.. if only I could sing like that.. all the fat Italian women and gay French men would be throwing their undies at me, trying to hook them onto my ears.
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How much I love the look of Soph napping.. and how much I love stealing glances at her when she doesn't realise.. or even when she realises....
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Ok.. I have to get down to work now. Enough play for the afternoon.
Contributions Please..
Kindly contribute to my new tattoo fund. Any amount will be deeply appreciated.
Of course, for your kindness, you'll get to witness one session of me being tattooed. Be advised that the new piece will be along my ribs on the left side of my body, joining the current chest piece, and continuing down towards my ass. Hence, be forewarned, if you wish to take up the offer.
Oh, btw, since Sam's gonna be tattooing my ass, he has requested for me to get a G-string. I laughed at the proposal at first. Very apparently, he is shit serious about this. Now I'm caught in a dilemma. Should I get one of those really thin ones that only has a dick cup, or should I get a normal thong underwear which will still be modest but maybe a bit harder for him to work. Seriously, I still wanna preserve some of my modesty, and also it would be detrimental to the tattoo if he starts to gag and what not.
Oh well.. choices, choices. How difficult life can be.
I need
1. An extremely nimble brain
2. A new bag for school... la la la... hey it's a new semester
3. A bag for my new notebook
4. To travel somewhere sometime.. I miss going away to other places and feeling good about not having any expectation.
5. To start writing, earn some extra cash on the side for my new tattoo (oh how i can't wait to feel the pain and bleed another few pints) and my impending (relatively) rhinoplasty
6. To thank my gf for being so wonderful
Books.. Money.. Knowledge? So What?
So school's finally started and I guess I'm sort of getting into the groove of studying again.
Just as a side note, I'm not using my wonderful new lappy to write this. And somehow I can smell the faint scent of pee in my room.. it had better not be that fucking pooch. To prevent further occurences of this, he shall wallow in self-pity in the dungeons of my father's abode from now on.... no more sleeping in my room, that slut.
Anyhow, I was thinking about the amount of money we spend on education. Take expenditure like books for example. So far, I'm only taking 5 classes, and there aren't even that many books for those classes. However, I've spent just about 200 bucks on books already. Of course, when compared to the States, this is a small amount. But really, after doing my required readings, I've come to realise that much of the information has been duplicated from the text to the class notes. In this case, has it been rendered redundant? What would be the point of my buying the text, doing my readings, finally gaining the knowledge which wouldn't actually be of use in class since the lecturer has already chosen what's important FROM the text, maybe doing well in class, maybe storing this knowledge somewhere in my head for further reference, and probably never use it again?
Doesn't seem to have much of a point to it all does it? Oh well, I think I'm just sore that I'm putting in the effort to do the readings but the lecturer just picks out some of the things from the text, which basically summarises the bloody text, and I have to waste time, effort and money on the bloody book.
Oh well.. since I need to release some anger..... think I shall go shoot me some indegenous life-forms.
School
I'm using my new lappy to type this!!!! It's a sweet little ASUS M5 whatever model. Can't really remember already. but it's nice and sweet and it's white.. almost like a mac. Well I thought since it's not really feasible for me to get the mac, why not get soething similar. Maybe I'll change my XP theme such that it'll look like a mac as well. How interesting that would be.
School just started this week. It's definitely a new way of life, and I think I'm getting along relatively fine so far. Of course, I'm hoping that in the next 15 weeks my old brain doesn't let me down.
In fact, I'm banking on the fact that I've been out of school for so long to actually motivate me.. if you think about it, rest gives us more brain power to face the new challenges.. I've had a few years of rest, so technically if I can harvest that and focus all that on the next couple of years or so, I'll kill everyone. I swear, I'll tear up the score cards.
I'm motivated enough to do it. I think the group work factor makes you work a lot harder, to at least give you some motivation to compete against your peers, as well as struggle with your peers.
The father has given me the support, in terms of finances. I'm really grateful for that.
The gf has given me the emotional support, and I'm even more grateful for that.
I hope that I can keep my focus, and concentrate on the tasks that I'm supposed to concentrate on.
Oh another update... I'll be going into the studio to get a little touchup down. Can't wait!! It's been quite a while since the last needle perforated my skin. I'll probably talk to Sam about the new piece that we're gonna work on. Can't wait for that as well!!! 2006 sure promises to be an exciting year ahead.
Some things are gonna be tough for sure, and some changes are gonna have to be made.. but I'm sure that I/we will get through it just fine.. =)
Oh and Jung's gonna have an MOS bday bash!!! Everyone's invited!!!!
