Recently, I have been living my life quite aimlessly.

Coming back from work (i like to think of ns as work cos i makes me feel better) , playing some kiddy game called Maplestory. Its gameplay is pure simple. You jump around like Super Mario to kill cute creatures who poke your ass (your character will jump with an astonished expression when you walk into them, like they just sodomized/fucked you (depending on your sex)). They have a wide range of creatures and creative variations. Small mushrooms, Orange Mushrooms, Green top Mushrooms, Horny Mushrooms, Gray Mushrooms, Mushroom King. (the only colour that is missing is red because the similarity to part of the male anatomy is rather patent) Sure sounds like a brainless, asinine game. Sad to say, i have a soft spot for stupid games like this. And so do many grown up guys and girls.

Armed with their imaginary wands, sticks, online cliques, dicks clicking furiously at mushrooms, snails and monkeys. People rushing to collect whatever shit that drops on the floor and squabbling over the rightful claim to the offals of the creatures like some houseflies hovering over viscera and trimmings of a butchered animal.

After a week of cold maplestory treatment, i have managed to quit the addiction. Thankfully. Phew. I wouldnt wan my life to be controlled by a bunch of jumping mushrooms.

Just finished rolling two big plates of glutinous rice balls for tomorrow. Its a challenge trying to get all the balls of the same size. I wonder if human ones were created in the same fashion.. whoever the one rolling the balls might be..Must be tiring, trying to alter individual ones to make them all look the same.

Now, I am just waiting for my life to get busy..as the nigh draws near.. and the new beginning awaits..

Sigh.I dun noe why i am dreading this month so much.
maybe i am down wif end of the yr blues. i hate growing old. 19. wad a fcked up age.

I hate driving.
I hate myself even more.
I wan to destroy all the cars in the world.

I am tyoung wif my eyes close now necaise i am simplu to tired recently.
My facial muscles are so tired that it feels like a thousand kg ponderous weights are attached to make my muscles sag. I suspsect it resulted from smilnig too much of my sycphanyic smile of mine. I am so tired that i have stoped surfing pon for a record of four days. Tired from trying to read too much. cramping three books in two army days. cos i am owing the library cops. Tired of reading between lines. Tired of life. Tired of the expectations that pple plaece on u. Tired of societal pressure.
If all this is ka(a term for someones destiny, taken from Stephen King's Dark Tower series.)...

Then.
FUck ka.
Fuck cars.

I am awake now. Its amazing how vulgarities heightens one's mental acuity. One more shoddy post in my blog.yea.

It was one of the worst thursday in my life.
Thursday used to be good. Especially in the army. because they served Western in camp.
Until Singapore Idol finals came.

I watched wif much horror when i heard the swarmy grinning idiots name announced as the first singapore idol. My entire family was devastated. My father was silent as he mourned the death of an honourable title which shld have been conferred on the other worthy opponent. My mother was stricken wif hysteria and she was on the verge of breaking down, wif occasional shrieks of"why sly will lose?. WHy?" My bro was choleric, i witnessed whatever pathetic remnants of propogranda that had been injected to sustain racial harmony crumble right in front of me.
He blasted a quote-of-the-day remark with much ire, "******,****(its in dialect so it cannot be displayed pls download the latest win service language support patch for xp) I didnt watch so many episodes of Singapore idol just to watch a ***** win. More undisplayable words."

As for me, my family has already echoed my sentiments. All of them.