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Monday, February 27

t.o.w. you (me) don't fit

Today is a very bad day. I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

Almost everyone had a great deal part in irating me today. Since that doesnt happen too often I guess its just me and my big butt emotions at work. Not quite the day to engage in lively discussion about topics or try to sell and pitch your idea across to me. I must thank some people for mediating and being generally nice though. I must say I never would have thought it possible a while ago. But anyway, I don't think anyone gravely stepped on my toes today except for that one person that was once again his irritating self. Heh. =D Everytime I say that I feel a great sense of pride and joy. But yeah, he spends a great deal of time in his own reverie and acts like he knows a lot when all he knows is actually diddlysquat about one main thing that is seriously of NO INTEREST to the general public so he should quit trying to glorify the idea because seriously no one outside that circle of thought understands nor comprehends the stupidity behind the entire rara motion. Anyway! In short, he knows nothing and will be the first one fired on Apprentice. I couldnt be more clear about the person's identity now. I feel accomplished. Muahaa.

Hmm. I havent had that much time to blog lately but recently I've gotten rather solemn and quiet. I think I'm just tired. Sometimes I really don't get group dynamics. It just pisses me off that people should actually be submissive all the time while some others just free ride on a boutful of different hormones and get away with it. If you ask for equality then step up and toughen up. Your mule'ful ways are irritating.

Argh. Too much negative energy.

On a whole other different note, I watched Brokeback Mountain and found it to be the best theatrical delight ever. To have expressed so many themes in the short span of the text really makes Anne Proulx a great writer, Ang Lee a great director and Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhal two very talented actors. I watched it last week into the wee hours of the morning and was too tired to think about the show after it ended. But the next day, the excellence of execution in the film really took me by storm and I spent an entire chemistry lecture thinking up the themes and issues behind the mostly homosexual flick. For the most part, the film is actually rather entirely straight because I don't even think the word homosexual or gay was conned up then. People just thought of it as being queer. But more seriously, I think the book and film has done their part in spreading the message that the desire to love is a free will. That was done really tastefully. Another thing that struck me as being delightfully expressed was the need to keep up with social appearances. That, even in a non-homosexual light seems really relevant to our lifes and how we live it. Just today I was wondering how sometimes social graces are more often than not hypocritical and that we don't necessarily are in line with what we speak when out of courtesy. But upon watching the show and of course after today's multitude of horryifing events, I have come to the conclusion that though hypocritical, social graces should still be observed because it makes the world slightly more breathable. Yes that includes you two prickheads. Thank you Anne Proulx. I read the text a bit and the poignant ending really got me going. My tear ducts were drained by lethargy so I couldnt cry but I was in short, emotionally overwhelmed. Great great great. People who go into the cinema and only come out feeling like the 2 dudes look really good together obviously don't think much. Shudder at the thought of their gen'one.

Woo! Finally got that out. Oh but wait. There are a multitude of amazing quotes in the book and movie and my favourite one was "a pretended place where blue birds sing and theres' a whiskey spring". That said in a southern drawl is a freaking good line. And my favourite live quote was "Jack, I swear.." in the very last scene. That was real good too.

Anyway. I feel like watching it all over again. Haha.

Had competition yesterday! Haha, here are our results!

Girls Category 1st - Joy Feng
Girls Category 2nd - Sheena Yap
Under 18 Age Group 1st - Kenneth Low!


Haha, the above information is highly dubious because Joy and Sheena were the only girls in the entire competition and I was the only male teenager. But then even though I was up against all the old uncles who've probably bowled even before I was concieved, I think I still did good. Haha. At least we got to "compete" at Yishun Safra for real at least so we won't be nervous wrecks when it comes to nationals then. Haha. And I think I've made good progress! Haha. My last competition in June last year was a total flop and I only hit 128 avg. Haha. My avg yesterday was 151. I think thats good seeing as how I'm still a bit of a noob. And I'm quite happy because I've now bowled 11 games without going below 134. Very happy indeed. I must learn how to pick off pin ten on the right approach at safra though. The bloody ball feeder is damn irritating. Boo. All in all, I'm happy with the competition. Haha. I was on such a high that I could study late into the night for chem test today. Hmm, maybe that was why I was so cross today. I need more sleep. Haha. Oh. Another price to pay is the aching arm. I'm not joking, try bowl 8 games in a row and I tell you your hands will drop off. Yea yea. Sheena we conquered another mountain!

Haha. Everyone should check out Sheena's entry on the competition here . It is hilarious.

Ok. I'm a mess now. I think I'm too provocative in this entry.

Too bad people, eat shit, live sad and beg for ungranted pity.

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 8:26 PM