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Saturday, July 9

t.o.w. all the bad endings

I need to curb a very bad addiction.

I am addicted to Minesweeper. I am on the computer for 2 hours each day trying to figure out where mines are. I need help. I need professional help. I end up being so tired after that 2 hours that I decide to go and sleep instead of doing much more fulfilling things like watching OTH or blogging. HELP!

Ok. I am serious. I am really addicted to it. Haha. It took me a whole hour of "one last game" before I finally got to getting out of the game. And at night, when I sleep, I close my eyes and I can see a small portion of the minesweeper grids and I try to solve them mentally. Haha. Hmm. Then again, minesweeper is really fun. Haha. I think I am damn zhai at it. It's a damn intellectual game lah. And I keep wanting to beat my own scores. I am in competition with myself. Its the best kind. Hah.

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Ok. Anyway. I watched War of The Worlds and surprisingly enough, I watched Initial D, thanks to the stupid Shaojie. Haha. So yeah. The ironic thing is if I were to advise you between the 2, I'd say watch Initial D, for the very simple reason that WOTW sucks. To the very core. One would think that the angelic face of Tom Cruise and the talented Dakota Fanning would be able to make up for any shortcomings of the "Blockbuster Event of the Year". Sadly. Not. Hmm. I dunno, maybe its because Aliens have never seemed to be scary. Haha. So when we finally got a glimpse of the aliens, I found them rather endearing. Haha. Also, whats with the repetitive elements in all the Steven Spielberg shows. Weird machinese that track human life (think Minority Report), young female leads (think ET), gigantic killing machines that feast on humans (think Jurassic Park). For a highly acclaimed director, it can only go so far. Also, apart from the senseless, non-scary plot, the ending lived up to what people made of it. It ceased to exist. The film just went from a point-blank boring beginning to a point-blank boring climax to credits. The one scene that showed the entire family reuniting just made the movie even more schumallock than it already is. The happy endings. They never exist. OK. So yeah, Initial D. The ending was equally abrupt. But I am advised that that is because there are supposed to be sequels. So that's not too bad. At least the show didnt involve tripodified aliens that zapped humans and only humans. Is it not weird that these Aliens are killing only humans. Animals are also habitants of Mother Earth. Why not kill them? They should really target lizards.

For the next S.S movie, I expect -
1. Tripodified Aliens to battle with Dinosaurs ala Alien VS Predator
2. Snake-like human detector to battle with spider-like human detectors
3. A dinosaur to cry out loud and have Dakota Fanning scream right back at it
4. Cute aliens that can dream of the future and prevent assasinations
5. Tom Cruise

Don't disappoint us, Spielberg.

Enough of my jabberwocky. Went out on Tuesday with Ronald to town and saw this pair of super nice Puma shoes. It looks so Wimbledon'y. It looks like something Federer would wear. Haha. So yeah, here it is.

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So anyway. I went home and slept on it and decided to go buy it. And so I did. Say hello to Majesty Low. That's the model name btw. I am fated to have this pair of shoes.

Ok. So blocks are over. I don't think I did too well. I guess I am only really disappointed about Econs. Haiz. Nevermind, whats done is done. So anyway, after blocks, I now have a lot of free time, so I went to organise my TV Table. It's so much neater and cleaner now. Here it is.

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I'm so proud of it. Haha. I spent a whole day doing it up. And now I can watch my entire collection of Friends. All 10 Seasons.

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And also One Tree Hill.

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Hmm. I watched the past 8 episodes of One Tree Hill so quickly that I didn't have much time to go read the transcripts. Even though the show still seems to amaze me, I think I've lost a bit of steam. So now, I'm gonna take it slowly. Haha. It's still an incredible show though. It gives me a bit of scope to imagine and think about what could be.

Haiz. It is a show that keeps me thinking about life. Something no other show has done to this extent. And for that matter, it scares me a little. So I found myself wondering,

What difference does it make if you don't have something that everyone else does if it doesn't help you in fulfilling your dream. What difference does it make if I get 4 S papers when I don't want that kind of life? What difference does it make if I fail all 4 subjects when what I want doesn't involve knowing the process of mitosis, or knowing how to use trigonometry. What difference does it make when everything I do seems to beget nothing? What difference does it make when no one gives a rat's ass about what I'm going through? What difference does it make at all that I exist?

For all the above reasons, I love Peyton and her art. Every single piece I feel strongly for. I guess the one other reason why I like the show so much is because Peyton's life just seems so real.

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So yes! People always leave. That just seems the way. I don't seem to be able to emote what I really feel to anyone at all. It's just the senseless and endless swaps of saying hi, joking around and saying bye.

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Self-explainatory. I just detest it when people think they know well enough about me to contemplate pity for me. I don't need your solace. I need you to fuck off. I cannot bear the insinuation today. What do you take me for? A teenage groupie that follows senseless trends?

ARGH. I feel horrible now. For every reason that I love OTH. I hate it. Its got me hooked on TV. Hardly a time for anything else. Its got me thinking about and dissing my current life; something I've never done before. For all those reasons. I thank OTH. Even though its just a show. It has given me light on some issues.

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I DON'T WANT TO LET INHIBITION ROB ME OF MY DREAMS.

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Someone asked me a question a couple days back. I didnt get to answering it cleanly. But the real answer is the question right back at you. Who the hell am I? Who the hell are you? What decrees who I talk to to or who I spend time with? I'm just another one of my personas. You don't know which, thats all.

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This life is definitely not. I cannot stand how I wasted 4 years, assuming that I knew what I wanted, what I was doing and where I was headed in life. This does it.

I'm not going to waste another 4 years.

I guess thats enough angst. Another day for the transcripts then.

Finally, the thing that started it all...

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Indeed...
kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 10:43 PM