above all things, to thine own self be true

I think the thing I miss most about not working is the long walking journeys. I pretty much walked everywhere in NUS, especially in the middle of the night where I would go to the track with the (ex) room-mate and take the long winding route back to hall (before checking the washing machines and then hanging the laundry, which is the best bit). Then there were the trips where there was much walking to explore, cut cost and avoid cheating cab drivers.

Nowadays, one is too tired or one's feet hurt from all the wearing of heels in the office (and to stomp up and down a hill... yes, the office is atop a hill) everyday or what one would rather do is to catch up on some sleep.

Growing old is painfully boring.

I think I sprained a butt muscle from carrying the above mathafooker for most part of the day. (Home -> Bugis, Bugis -> Orchard -> Marina -> Suntec -> OMGHOME) It's one thing to backpack with something that size and weight and another to walk long distances with it. I think I nearly took some heads off everytime I turned sideways too.

Anyway.

( Bengs, Zhnged Cars & Music )

... I suspect unless you grew up with a healthy dosage of Transformers, you're not going appreciate the beauty of having the title of this post on a shirt. XD;

(I feel like I am reverting back to the small boy I never was. Dinosaurs and robots. I WANT THEM ALL!)

The problem with wearing Aizen!Glasses is that you tend to wear them far too long a period of time and when you revert to contacts, EYES BLEED.

There are far too many people occupying my regular foxhole this semester.

Here, have two tracks. The first is a bossa nova mash-up and the second will have the strange effect of making you want to go "RUSSIA'S GREATEST LOVE MACHINEEEEE!" Guranteed.

Tomas Diablo - Dance With Me

Boney M. - Rasputin

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ALRIGHT. ROLL OUT AND TRANSFORM YO!

I meant to watch Wong Kar Wai's Days of Being Wild, but it seems my laptop has run out of space so all I get is jerky movements and strange sound effects.

On a brighter note, maternal unit gave me a canister of 铁观音 tea leaves in vacuum sealed packets. I don't know teas very well but I like my Chinese tea bland, delicate and dry*. 龙井 is one of my favourites. Maternal unit may call me a wuss for my taste in tea, but she gets me my supply anyway. This time round, I get tightly curled up balls of tea leaves that expand well over two inches when immersed in hot water. I'm probably going to be yelled at for this, because 铁观音 is meant to be immersed various times, but the leaves are proving to be very good as nibblebits.

*As opposed to English tea, which I like strong. Dilmah's good for that. They used to have the Rum tea, which seems to have disappeared off shelves here. Pity, I rather like it.

Posted something of a joke with evolutionary psychology in it yesterday before I realised it was the sort of thing that one has to be there to get it. So it went Houdini.

When I was ten, I was let loose in a museum in Christchurch. I can't really recall what it was that I actually saw, but I think the one collection I spent an hour staring at was the one featuring Mistakes People Made. Which means to say what you get are weird things like an ostrich skeleton with a raptor's skull. Very bizarre. I had and still have no idea what it was all about, but when I browse through my cousin's evolution books and when my tutor natters on about evolution psychology, the memories of the museum and the particular collection keep coming to mind.

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I finally bought a 512mb mp3 player. It's small, it's a 10-in-1 and it's under eighty dollars. Except I'm really an old school CD sort of person. I mean, what does one do with 100+ tracks during bus rides? On the other hand, you could just listen to 10 odd tracks on repeat to catch details and squiggly bits you missed the first time round.

Yes, I feel dumb too.

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Is it very wrong that reading up on Yakuza makes me feel all warm and fluffy inside?

Went out with Cat & Co. to hit the sushi bar and ended with a mind full of unnatural sightings by NS boys, which ranged from hopping cupboards to boy screaming at things only he can see in toilets designed to scare people to death. See, one of the Co. was a NS boy who has the strange luck of being assigned to haunted camps and is currently working at the supposedly most haunted NS camp on the island. The only thing he has going for him is that he can't see stuff even as his bunk mates are clutching their pillows in fear. Gee.

(My question is aren't all NS camps more or less haunted? Not to mention Pulau Tekong. It makes sense. Economically. I mean, rather than developing haunted plots of land into business/entertainment districts and having economic activities disrupted by the undead, better them plots of land used to house NS boys. It may even aid in the courage department. What can they do? I quote NS boy, "Suck thumb lor!" XD)

Also ended up walking the streets of Orchard barefooted as my sandal's strap gave way only after the shops have closed. The experience can be summed up in five points:

#1) Very few people actually notice footwear. (I do all the time, but who cares.)

#2) Maybe people here are really getting more open-minded. No one actually eyefucked me when people noticed.

#3) The streets are actually cleaner than thought. I only ended up with slightly blackened feet. Very impressed.

#4) Did you know the floors of MRTs are warm to the touch? I've always thought they might be cold with the wind blowing as the trains move. Now you know.

#5) Muse is actually really good. I just don't know why they name their songs the way they do. Oh wait. That has nothing to do with walking barefoot. Okay. Carry on.

PS: Offnote, I think I should add this, ever since I said Younger!Bill!Gates was hot?

My laptop hasn't crash. Not once.

MUAHAHAHA! DADDY MICROSOFT IS WATCHING YOU!!!

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Yup. I go away now.

You know it's more than a little weird when your conversations include being in a band named, "Cake Scented Girls". Which sounds something straight out of a yuri storyline. XD Except the people in the roles of the manager (Hi, Teabag! You even have the glasses for the role! XD) and drummer aren't exactly slanted that way. (Me? I play the tambourine. And air guitar. And the obligatory Fucked Up One. XDXDXDXDXD Like Liam Gallagher. But not. Air rage is so passe now. *ISH KILLED* XD

Damn cool name for a band though. But knowing the manager, we might actually end up being called something like, "The Slashing Nemos". Or "Nemo Slashers". Either way, I don't want to know.)

Right. L'Arc~en~Ciel's "Revelation" from the Smile album. I DARE you to tell me that's not Marilyn Manson's "Beautiful People" in the background...Okay, make that Marilyn Manson's "Beautiful People" with Chirpy Chicks in the background. The album is better than thought though. WAAAAAY better than thought. Deeper analysis when I get home and compare it with the rest of their stuff.

I want to talk about The Dandy Warhols, hula-hooping boys on crack, unzipped bananas, the Darkness, patent pantsuits and Queen as well. But all my TDW tracks are not with me and I'll save the Darkness and Queen stuff till the papers are over. Anyway. Did you know there's something called "shoegazing" music? Or even "twee pop"? Belle and Sebastian go under the "twee" category. And so does Snow Patrol. Which makes me go, "Eh?"

Here comes the point of this post:

SUSHI. NEXT MON. YOU GUYS WANT SASHIMI? DEE & DUH? DUH & DEE?

Oooo. Nice. Duh and Dee, Dee and Duh, duhdadumpdumpWHOOWAOCCHIEOCCHIEWHUMP!

I'm removing myself from the laptop now. Room mate is giving me nasty dirty looks. Oh, did I mention Pink looks TEH H4WT in the Pep-*ISH KILLED BY ROOM MATE*