When nothing ticks you more than that

Edited.

I am actually not in a good mood right now, because of one very idiotic bitch that pissed me off.





I actually deleted the later part of the post because I find it really insensitive to post everything here. She may have hurt my feelings but I shouldn't be hurting hers. Because it'll make me no different from her.



I am learning to change.Till then.



Loves.

Random Updates

If you've been reading my blog for a long time, you'd realized that 'random updates' is not my 'style' of blogging. And ironically enough, the latest posts have been filled with nothing but posts with 'Random Updates'. And not to forget this post as well.


But don't get me wrong. It's not that I've decided to change my "style" of blogging whatsoever. In fact, I've been on the "blogger" page every single day. I'm on it in the Library; I'm on it in IT class (even though I'm not supposed to); and I'm even on it when I'm at home. But every time I hit the "Create" tab, I do nothing but stare blankly at it for a really long time.






I wouldn't say that I have nothing to blog about. In fact, there shouldn't even be the phrase "I have nothing to blog abou" because with the help of the internet, we can learn and share so many things off of it. And I do have tonnes of things to blog about. But the actual reason for the delay is that I just couldn't find the right "mood" to fit everything in.


To me, blogging isn't about simply placing word into this space, but rather, adding knowledge, proper structures, quotes, pictures, videos and maybe even showing some other websites here. I feel that it takes a lot of time and effort just to put up a simple post.

I know that there isn't a lot of people reading this blog, and I know most of you would be thinking "wah lao, waste time and effort loh. No one read, then still make so nice for what".


Well, that's where I'm different. Whether there are people reading this or not, I blog (most of the time) for myself. I share opinions and things that I learned because I simply love sharing. I don't live by the phrase "Anyhow do lah" just because no one is reading it.


I'm not a perfectionist at all. All I want is for my blog to reflect my personality. You know, as a kid, when you look into a kaleidoscope, and am mesmerized by the beautiful designs and vibrant colours that you instantaneously feel this vibe of relaxation yet am intrigued because you don't know what to expect next?









Yes, that is how I want my Life and personality to be. And at the same time, I want my blog contents to leave and impression as how a Kaleidoscope leaves an impression to us when we were kids.



Anyway, enough about that, more on to the random updates. In case you're wondering, I'm actually having a pretty awesome time in Poly. My class actually turned out to be not so bad, and if I could, I would take back all the 'not-so-good' impressions of them. Sometimes we do have bad impressions of others just by how they look or behave. But once you get to know them, you'll realize that they're pretty alright. As I said many times in this blog, it's assumptions that fuel an arguement, and it's assumptions that ruin the friendship.


My class, despite all of us being Freshmens, is pretty united. We go to lunch together as a class and we even from lectures to lectures as a class. There are some "outstanding" enthusiastic ones in class and I must say, their sense of humour is the "Bitchy Sarcastic" humour, the type I live for. Hahaha. But my class is pretty great because no one is in cliques and we all get along well enough to joke around at any random stuff, even if it's about some random thing that makde no sense at all. You know what I mean.


And I can't stop boasting about my timetable. Hahah.. We onyl have 5 modules this Semester, and only 2 modules are examinable! This is the shizz. But that doesn't mean we should slack lah.


Well, before I end, I just want to congratulate all those in the Polytechnics. Congrats because you survived a week of PolyLife! I hope it'll be awesome for you guys, and I wish you all the best!



And I need to find people who read Perez/fmylife and so on in my Polytechnic. Apparently none of my classmates read them and I feel so deprived. Oh well...


Love.

A Must Watch

Hilarious!

Random Updates

I thought I'd use this time now to update my blog.

Where exactly am I right now? I'm in m polytechnic's library drinking bubble tea (yes, the library sells bubble tea!) and pretending that I'm engrossed in some schoolwork online when I'm actually reading FMyLife.

Why am I here and not attending my classes? Well, it's simple. There's only three hours of class on Tuesdays, which consist only of Field Practicum or in other words, Attachment. So like other students, I woke up smiling (okay,maybe I lied...) and got dressed for school. I was happy because it wasn't really crowded and the rain made things move at a slower pace. Not knowing where the location my class was (it wasn't stated in the time table sheet), I skipped merrily to the HMS information counter. That was when happiness was ripped out of my soul. The staff told me that there wasn't any Field Practicum classes till Week 3.





Okay, maybe it wasn't an exaggerated shock. I actually was more pissed than shocked. And as much as I tried to hold back, I couldn't help but raise my voice at them, questioning them as to why NO ONE emailed or told us about it. The lack of proper communication actually wasted by travelling fare (yes, I do count every single cent. Poly uses adult fare leh, so it's expensive man..)

Their answer was simple, and that was, they thought we knew. Apparently, we don't, do we?




But after leaving the information counter, I was rudely or rather, happily nudged by huge reality. There is no school for me today leh! I should be happy right!?!


And so, that was how the story went. Yes, like my coursemates, we may have been a fool, but I think we all deserve this 'rest', from school and from home. Besides, I get to wander around school, since time is in my hands! Muahahah...


Anyways, if you're wondering how my first day at school was.. Well, let's just say two hours o f class (for every Monday!) is pretty awesome. Farewell Monday Blues. And for the record, we have 12 guys in ECH, which as the lecturers claim, is record breaking as there was only 8 last year.

We shall rule ECH. Muahaha...


Okay, enough with the update for now. I think I'm getting pretty 'lame' with the "muahaha(s)". I shall end here people. Till then..


Loves.

Random Updates

A while ago, I told a friend that I found it sickening that almost everyone was getting excited and hyped up about orientation and for poly life to start. Indeed, like most people, he was not able to see through my feelings about not being excited for school. But I don't blame him.


I don't blame any of you who have tried your way in trying to make me see things in a positive, optimistic way.

True enough, poly life would end our torture of uniforms, high socks and 'coconut' foreheads. And not forgetting that we would be able to experience a whole new adventure, of having to meet people from all walks of life, from different part of Singapore, instead of sticking to the buddies you had in secondary school. And who would not look forward to new teaching styles, with high-tech gadgets and laptops. And with attendances checked against your school id card instead of your teaching screaming your name at the front of the class, waiting for you to respond back with a 'Present/Here!'. And then there are the awesome facilities to use; gym, swimming pool, library and whatsoever. And the best of all? You get to pick new, 'better' CCAs than the lame/common ones you had in secondary school.


In fact, I wish to apologize to whoever who have tried to change my mindset by making me think of "happy thoughts" rather than thoughts that piss the optimism out of people. Doesn't it just piss you off that I'm like that? Hahah, it actually makes me happy though, because I see things from a different perspective than others.

True enough, pessimistic views are not necessarily the right way to go. But hey, when there's people who see the glass as half full, you need to have others who see the glass as half empty. That way, the Earth will continue revolving.

But sorry if my pessimistic views influence you into doing the same. That's the last thing that I want right now.


Why am I so hard against myself and poly life? I actually don't know... Maybe I'm depressed or something. But then again, maybe it's just one of those moments where I can't be bothered about what's ahead of me, but rather, what's right infront of me.


I doubt this post would make any sense to any of you. But then again, this blog is like a journal to me, and so sometimes it's filled with 'emotional' posts that make no sense but what it does is that it relieves the stress out of me.


Can you feel how monotonous this post is?


I know most of you have had a blast at your orientation camp, so don't bother telling me about it. Because deep down, I feel like kicking you. How was mine? Well, I didn't attend mine because I didn't want to be sent to "Judgment Day" that soon. But I did attend the "Induction Programme" which was supposed to be compulsory but held no importance in the speeches (in terms of important lectures stuffs to take note) other than the motivational speech given by Mr Kenny Low, founder of Chec and O'School.








Why am I still so uninspired to talk about the "Induction Programme"? Well, it's because I did not enjoy it. True enough it was pretty exciting having to sit there and watch all the slides of poly life unleashing it's powers on the students, and the students going overseas and taking part in various activities.


But what made me fed up the most?


Well, first, Ash and I are not in the same class. I was actually looking forward to working with him in projects so that we could prove to the others that we are the ones to look out for, rather than to be looked down at.


Why am I so mean against the rest despite not knowing them yet? Well, you should have seen the number of stares Ash and I got when we were there. We were looked down with so much disdain in their eyes that we felt pretty loser-ish there. You don't have to speak to someone to know what he/she is thinking, you can see it in their expression. And from how we saw them looking at us, we were surely not welcomed.


Maybe it's because Ash is a guy and it's pretty rare for guys to be in this course. I don't think so, I think it's because of my lip piercing and dressing. They think I'd make voodoo dolls out of the kids than to take care of them.



And you know what's the most sickening bit? It's that there was these two girls who actually made a bet with each other to guess which course Ash was in, ECH or CPEE. And when Ash said he was in ECH, the girl smacked her friend, saying 'See, I told you'.


Hello, like WTF?


But then again, it doesn't really matter to me. Because this just show that people are just freakin' judgmental based on other people's looks. Piercings and tattoos are still not accepted in the society. But if I have to, I want to make a difference to that statement. Watch me, I will.



And Ash, we may be in different classes but fret not, we'll rise to the top man! Time will tell as to who are the great ones and who aren't. And to me, our names are written in all over the word 'Success'. We shall wow them and sting them so hard on their faces, that Botox won't work I tell you.




All that aside, I'm actually thinking of getting dreadlocks again.






Yes, that's me.

It's the end of the world!

If you have received a text some time over April, about a Tsunami warning that pretty much goes like this:






''Hello there. I just wanted 2 let you know that please stay away from the beaches all around in the month of July. There is a prediction that there will be another tsunami hitting on July 22nd. It is also when there will be sun eclipse. Predicted that it is going 2 be really bad and countries like Malaysia (Sabah & Sarawak), Singapore, Maldives, Australia, Mauritius, Si Lanka, India, Indonesia, Philippines are going 2 be badly hit. Please try and stay away from the beaches in July. Better 2 be safe than sorry. Please pass the word around. Please also pray for all beings."

Thanks and have a nice day.

Bless you~ ''




You need not panic. Because, after checking it out on the net I realized that earthquakes are not formed by eclipses nor are they formed by gravitational pulls.



What do earthquakes have anything to do with tsunami? Well, tsunamis are in fact "large ocean waves brought about by sudden movement in the ocean floor. It is often brought about by Earthquakes, but a volcanic eruption, underwater landslide, or even a large meteor striking Earth could set one off".



If you're interested to know more about it, Click Here




Speaking of meteors hitting Earth....


Most of you would have heard of Solar Storm 2012. No? Well, it's either you guys are so oblivious to your surroundings and the news, or you can't be bothered that Earth is about to be annihilated.





Yes! The Earth is about to be annihilated!





Solar Storms in the year 2012!











Okay, maybe it's in an exaggerated tone. But even so, we should panic. But panic only after you read This, This and This lah.

Random Updates

You know what would be awesome? Owning a 'Daiso' shop.

If you've never been there, you should. Because the place is simply heavenly. You can buy stuffs, ranging from aesthetic products to kitchen ware, from stationery sets(the pens there are a steal!) to electronic items, to decorative boxes (very lovely designs, great for gifts!) to pouches and bags (I bought a laptop bag, and another smaller one for my phone!), from socks to shawls (I bought some toe socks! I miss wearing them to school!), from hats to slippers, from crackers to chocolates(the crackers are really nice, I like the spicy ones. The chocolates are just as lovely. And I tried those instant puddings and muffins and they were not bad.), from tea to bottled drinks. All from this simple Japanese shop!

And the best part? Every freakin' item is $2!


(Whaaaaat.. I told you I loved Daiso.)

I can spend at least 2 hours in there, and I have never been bored from walking around in 'Daiso'.


So just yesterday, I visited the one at Vivocity by myself (no, this is not a sign of sympathetic pleas). And after spending 2 and a 1/2 hours in there, I came out with a bag full of stuffs. And of all the items that I managed to buy, I left the shop grinning from ear to ear, because I bought myself a set of 370 pieces (with 16 different colours!) Origami papers!


I was really happy, so happy that when I got home, I took all of them out, arranged them accordingly (they were previously arranged in sets of four colours. Like white, yellow, pink, orange. Then another set of white, yellow, pink,orange. Wait, why am I even explaining this?!) and took a picture of them!





Upon seeing this, I know most of you would start counting and would jump at the moment to call me stupid because there are actually 18 colours and not 16. But the packet said 16 what.. Besides, the gold and silver only had a piece each (Why do they always give only a piece of gold and silver in every packet?).

(The gold one is above the silver, which is above the black. The reflection of it makes it look like yellow.)


And so, this is my short update. Pretty random, I know.


Oh, and while walking around Vivocity, I found this tree, and I took a picture of it. I used colured sketch in this case to edit it. I like how the sketch makes every detail of each flower stand out.




The Tree Of Life

When adding a colour isn't enough.



And these are the A-1 'balloons' that I was talking about a while ago.





I need to find time to blow them before school starts, if not they'll try up. Speaking of these 'toys' that we used to play, I miss buying boxes and boxes of sparklers.





I remember the times when my brother and I would burn the walls along the corridors, with our names. Apparently we thought it was cool to leave our 'trademark'. Then there were the times where we broke off the bits of the substance, made a trail of it from out doorstep to some other place, ending it off with a huge amount of the mashed up bits scooped together. Then we'd take some dried leaves from my mum's potter plants, use our magnifying glass to shine the Sunlight on it. The moment the leaves get lighted, we'd throw them at the trail we made. Then we'd hide for cover just in case our neighbours were around. Seeing the final 'explosion' at the end of the trail made us so happy that nothing else could bring out mood down. But soon after, we'd get scolded for leaving burnt trails along our corridor.


But it was all worth it.



And what to end this post of with another item that made my day. Jujubes.




It's not found at Daiso unfortunately. They used to have it at 7-11 but now, they can only be found at those Chinese Medicine Stores. Just in case you're wondering what these are, they're actually candy! It's chewy candy in a form of a distorted teddy bear, with sugar sprinkled all over. And it's menthol flavoured, which means it's cool and refreshing! Hahah, I have no idea why I'm advertising it, but it is definitely a lovely sweet, one of my favourite.


And no, I'm not a smoker. Just because there's menthol in it, doesn't mean I smoke. Meet me some time, then I'll give you some.



I think I wanna start my own 'origami' videos soon. I might, if time is on my side!


Loves.

When the blames should be the other way round.

It all started when a cleaner at the Singapore zoo, jumped into the enclosure of the white tigers.






It was indeed an unfortunate event for his family for he did not survive the ordeal. He had passed away even before the police arrived.

You can read the entire story Here.


And even though many did not want to bring up this issue, for it serves as a disrespect to his family, many from the papers have brought up past issues/ incidents in the Singapore Zoo, even to the extend of locating the emergency buttons in the zoo.


I don't think this is fair...



Then not long after, about a week later, another article came about in the papers. But this time, it was not set in Singapore, but in China.

Apparently a 20 year old guy, thought that pandas were so cute and cuddly, and decided to climb into the pandas' pen to cuddle up to Yang Yang, ignoring the signs that were clearly stating to not go beyond the fences for their own safety.


Scared by the sudden intrusion of the stranger, Yang Yang bit him on his arms and legs. But fortunately for this chap, he managed to survive with having to stay a couple of days in the hospital.


You can read the entire story Here.


Now as humans, all we do is push the blame to other people, or in this case, to the animals. But let's just bring on the Panda case, shall we?


Now, who in the right mind would want to climb into a panda's pen, a wild animal's pen, to go and hug it?

Obviously, the animal would be startled and scared. And the first instinct (after all, it is a wild animal) is to protect their territory and defend itself, in this case, to attack the man.

So how can we blame the animals when it's the stupidity of humans, that cause them to attack these people? Had you not gone in to hug the panda, this case would not have even surfaced at all, would it?

Why should the animal involved in these cases, be euthanized just because we were the ones who invaded their territory?


And just when we all thought that this issue was over, there comes another incident. But unlike the first two, the settings is in Berlin.





You can read the entire story Here.


Now what is going on? I think that the animals are the ones who need to be protected from their psychotic fans. Don't you think so?


I won't be surprised if more and more people attempt to enter enclosures/pens of the animals, because after all, we are the "monkey see, monkey do" type of species, are we not?


Just look at the trends of the suicide attempts at the MRT stations. It's as hot as the craze for Bubble Tea back then.

Susan Boyle

I can't believe my eyes and ears! She really show how idiotic we are, as we still judge by the covers of the book, in this case, her looks. But once she opens her mouth and sings, even Simon Cowell goes all dreamy!


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Rebirth

Just a couple of days ago, my mum and I were lazing around, looking at the clouds in my room when she suddenly brought up a topic.


"If you could be anything, anything at all, what would you be?"


I know that this might sounds like a common topic to bring up among friends, but trust me, it's really hard to find the right answer that you'll be satisfied with.

She related one such situation when she asked her friend the same question, and the friend's answer was really odd. Well, at least to me. Because she wanted to be a Princess.





Literally a Princess or one that she dreams to be, with crowns, thrones, royalty, Prince Charming, a palace and lots of gold, or in a bed made out of money.





Both my mum and I found it pretty odd to want a life of someone in the limelight. Because, being a Princess, not only does one have to be dressed and speak proper, you're practically stripped from having a 'Normal Life'.


We then talked about our choices, and we listed all the animals we wanted to be. We were practically sick of the "Human" world, and so both of us thought that it'd be interesting to be an animal.


As usual, we picked our favourite animals, but it pretty much ended with us wanted to be something that was able to fly. My mum preferred to be a butterfly for birds are shot at and hunted for, and she'd rather lay her eggs, her kids, and then die, like all insects do.


That was when I thought of the Eagle.





Whenever I meet someone who asks about my goals in Life, they end up pretty much saying the same thing, and that is to 'Soar like an Eagle'. Everyone wants to be like an Eagle, a majestic creature that rules the sky.


But little do they know of how much suffering the eagle has to go through in order to soar through the skies every single year.

Just watch this clip:

Rebirth of the Eagle

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Just watch this clip:

This story was first shared by the great people when I attended Adam Khoo's ''I'm Gifted, So Are You!" workshop, and I have heard/watched many clips online.

They mentioned of that every eagle has to make a very important decision; to live, or to die. It's because at about the age of 40, the eagle physical condition is so bad, its talons lose flexibility and are unable to secure a proper grip on the prey, the beak becomes dull and to bent, and the feathers are so thick and heavy that it disrupts the eagle's ability to fly well.

It then flies to its nest, way up in the mountains, and begin this torturous 5 month rejuvenating process where it knocks off its beak by hitting it against the rocks over and over again. Then it plucks out its talons and lastly, its feathers, one by one. This is so that the eagle can "regrow" the removed parts in order to survive another 30 years.


Torturing isn't it?


Well, you're actually in for a surprise. Because......












Whatever that I said earlier about the eagle, it's all a MYTH(I just so happened to check it out on the net a couple of days ago). In fact, there had been so many viewers wondering about the process of the eagle, that the University of Minnesota's Raptor Center and The American Bald Eagle Information Website have both responded to this issue.


Click Here to Read what The American Bald Eagle Information Website said

Click Here to Read what the University of Minnesota's Raptor Centre said


And no, I'm not saying that Adam Khoo's workshop or the clips are bogus. In fact, the clip is quite true when it applies to us, humans, than to the eagles. Because it shows that in order to live on and be successful in the near future, one has to be able to let go of the past and move on. Or as how the saying goes "In Order To Rebuild, You Must First Tear Down".


And that my friends, is an important lesson to learn.



As for what I want to be if I ever get the chance to, I'd like to be The One who controls everything that happens on Earth (I'm not allowed to say His name for I do not have a religion and may be doomed to burn in Hell). It would be fine even if it were to be for a day. I would just like to reshuffle some things, here and there.



Loves.

How I spent my birthday

So maybe my birthday this year, was not as crazy as the I had last year, with the Wish List
that was almost fulfilled by Shera and Natalie. Okay so maybe it was no where near completion, but at least I had a blast while being covered in egg, flour and whatever that they added on the 'pink solution'. And not to forget those awesome people who made my day special! You guys know who you are!


But even though I didn't get to spend time with my friends (maybe it's a different case for Syuh and Jeanice) this year, it's the awesome wishes that I got, that really brightened up my day, and I mean it.

So a very huge THANK YOU to all those who wished me this year! I realized that the gifts aren't necessarily important, but the people who know of my existence, the ones who on this day, wish to celebrate with/ congratulate me. It's rare to have friends like you guys, and I definitely thank you for brightening up my day.


Once again, Thank you to...

Those who stayed up/woke up early just to wish me through the text messages. People like my twin Guan Wei, Syuh, Jeanice, Aainaa, Gek Chong, Wan Teng, Ms Lim Hui Qi and Shera.

Those who wished me through Facebook, people like Khairul, Jeslynn, Syakirah, Sam Yong, Natalie, Azaria Song, my cousin and Shi Jie.

Those who wished me through my blog, my other part of life that I love being involved in. People like Syakirin, Melissa, Zhao Hong and Cheryl.

And last but not least, a huge thank you to Colin Lee. I am still in the state of shock that I received your call. To those who had no idea what he did, let me explain. This guy called me twice when I finally picked up. Then he placed the phone on loud speaker and sang a birthday song for me. It was pretty hilarious because immediately after he did it, someone (his sis or his mom?) actually asked him what was going on, with the questions as to who that was and why was it so loud. Hahah. But come to think of it, it was pretty awesome having to receive a call from you, so I thank you again!


Celebrations at home were pretty much on a more ' mature' setting. I woke up pretty late in the afternoon(So i could not make it for the traditional stuffs in the morning), and I had to secretly tip-toe around the house for fear of having someone grab me and shove ice/ splash cold water at me or having some other sabotage that they usually did on me every single year.


Surprisingly, I woke up to a home with 'normal' people for once, where everyone was minding their own business and not playing pranks on me. I looked like a fool, having to tip-toe around. But I was still on high alert, for fear of any sudden attacks. But as I mentioned earlier, no pranks were played on me this year. I think my family finally feels that being a 17 is a huge milestone away, in terms of maturity, from the ages below.


Everyone was lazy this year, so we ordered KFC for lunch, and then Canadian Pizza for dinner. My mum promised to cook up my favourite dishes on some other day, adding the fact that she'll try to get my 'always wanted' gifts.


Time at home was pretty much spent with all of us lazing around the house, playing games, watching DVDs, blasting the speakers, and just simple talking. It sounds pretty laid back for a birthday, but it is actually one of the best ones I had, because all we did was nothing but spent 'Quality Time' together as a family.

And what could be more special when you get to spend quality time with a bunch of quirky people who

1. keep shouting things like "Run lah! Run!" to the Hero who was being shot at, or whoever else , when we were watching a movie.
2. keep making themselves confused by telling one another, what happens in the movie next.
   
3. Keeps asking questions like "Why did he do that" when the actor did something that we didn't expect.
4. keep making sound effects whenever there was a bomb.
5. (applies to dad only) keeps switching channels or walking infront of the tv
6. argue about every single thing, as though there was a parliament session going on. Topics like the supernatural, diseases, politics and even actions of some random people.

And there you have it, how I spent my birthday.

On This Special Day

This might sound like a bad joke, but on this day, at this very moment, I thought not of my past nor my future. But of my funeral.

This has absolutely no linkage to Good Friday, because for obvious reasons, I am not Jesus Christ even though it would have been awesome if I were to be the saviour of all souls, and to 'chat' with This guy in MSN while being in the form of Jesus. Oh well...

And if you have no idea what Good Friday is, Click Here to read about Good Friday.


If you have no idea, today is the day where I officially grow old. And having to think of death on the day I officially age a little more obviously, is pretty much the the foundation steps of being a pure pessimist.

Death, till now, is still seen as a 'Taboo' word. And to make matters worst, back then, I thought that it was associated with the boogeyman pulling you into his closet, the grim reaper hooking your mouth with his scythe and flying away to the cemetery, drowning or having to be eaten by some shark or in this case, Barry. But as I grew older, I realized that Death had pretty much nothing to do with any of the above mentioned, unless of course, you have a supernatural friend and wish to die in a more special way rather than of old age or some disease.


Well, enough of the side tracking. As I mentioned earlier, on this special day, I thought of my funeral. No one, not even my family, have a clue that I had actually planned (on paper, that is) for my funeral ever since the age of ten.(Yes, I was a child who spent time flinging earthworms at girls, sprinkling salt on snails and even make ants of different territories fight, remember? Click Here then.) And surprisingly, I have not and do not intend to change them.


Like all funerals, the preparation begins with the body. I actually wish not to have a coffin at the wake, but for my body to be incinerated way before the funeral, or rather, the moment I die. I wish not of my body to turn from green to black, my body to bloat with bulging eyes and a protruding tongue. I wish not to have to 'feel' my pancreas digesting itself. And most importantly, I wish not to have my body to stink on this very sacred day. Yes, an urn with my ashes in it would do. Unless I die as a healthy person, then I wished for my body parts to be donated to the hospital so that they can save more lives. In a sick thought, I like the idea of having my body parts to 'live' on without my soul. But still the remains of my body shall be incinerated.


The funeral shall be held on 10th April, because I think it's pretty cool to live and die on the same day (I'll explain later). If authorities forbid, then we shall carry out the funeral in a fortnight (or two) after my death(Again, I'll explain later). It shall be held on a beach that has standards of Bali (or if we have no money, we could always go to St. John island or Port Dickson. So long as it isn't on Sembawang Beach, or anything like that. The grander the better, and I trust that my family would know of which beaches I approve of) , in a white tent.


There would no guest list, but a list of people I do not want to be at my funeral. The reason why there is no guest list is because the invited ones are the people whom I love dearly, and loves me back. People who have impacted my life, and people who's life I have changed, or at the very least, 'touched'. So if they feel that they fit into any one of the category, just head on down. They can be dressed whatever they want, however they want. Just so long as there isn't a large group of people dressed in black (Yet again, I'll explain later).


Only the VIPs (some family and friends) at the funeral are allowed to give the speeches on the podium. No tears of sadness shall be shed. Here' s the explanation for the date of funeral and the colours of clothing. I want my funeral to be one of the most beautiful "parties" , almost like a sweet sixteen party, only less expensive and boy crazy.


On the day of my funeral, I want to be remembered for the days that I lived, and the joy (if any) that I brought to the people I care about. It should be a happy day for everyone should celebrate the years I lived, and not the moment I became stiff. I want my death anniversary to be on 10th April, for I want it to be a joyous occasion where I celebrate my birthday, rather than my death.

Like mentioned earlier, that if authorities don't permit, then I'll have my funeral a fortnight or two after my death. Reason: It's simple. As said, my funeral shall not be a place of sadness, and I think a week or two would pretty much be enough for them to get over their grief of me being dead.


As for the dressing, black just brings all the mood down, so I need my guests to be in awesome colours.


The speeches shall not be more than two hours long, and when that's all over, I want beautiful music to be playing, preferably Jazz and the Oldies. I don't want any sad songs played because it always brings back sad memories, and I wish not to have tears, mucus or loud sobs on my funeral day.


Food has to be awesome as usual, and I wouldn't mind having a couple of drinks around for the guests. But those who go beyond the limit and get drunk, would be booted out of my funeral tent, even if that means my family. I don't want some drunk to come and crash my funeral, and don't think I'm not watching, cause' I am!


Now all this sounds pretty much awesome to me, but I actually left out the time for my funeral. It has to be during Dawn because it brings light to a whole new day.

The moment the Sun rises, marks the end of the whole 'party'. Guest are then required write notes they wished to send to me and attach them to beautiful coloured balloons of all shapes and sizes (I want to remember all of you forever and always). But don't release them just yet. For my ashes need to be placed into this huge balloon and together, all the balloons shall be released at the same time. I'll read them once the notes and the ashes are brought up to me through the stars.


And when I'm all done, I'll pop the balloons so that my ashes are scattered all around the world, together with my notes.



Welcome to my new beginning.

Say Hello To Barry

Do you have any idea how many websites you'll get when you type "When you're bored" in the search engine?

Believe it or not, I just spent the last 4 hours (and I'm sure, many more hours to come) typing random things like "Fun stuff", "Scary Stuff" and of course, "When you're bored" and going through each and every site that is shown by Google. And I must say, that till now, I am not disappointed!


From the games that make you feel all stupid but couldn't care less because you have too much time in your hands (I actually played a game where we had to find a key in each "room" of penguins/balls just by clicking on them. Yes, I was that bored.), to the pictures, stories and videos.


I actually found a site called Scary For Kids and I wanted very much to share some 'Urban Legends', videos, stories and pictures. But I actually 'Chicken-ed Out' because I was actually too horrified after seeing the dolls and clowns pictures, watching the videos, playing the games, and reading the Urban Legends from Japan.


The things I found at the site wasn't what made me terrified, but it was the 'feeling' or rather presence that I felt while reading/watching/seeing them. Besides, there was this "something" that kept stroking my feet under my desk. I was actually too horrified to find out what it was in the dark, given that time wasn't on my side. Go figure.


So I changed to some other site, and found this:





Say hello to Barry. This giant Sea Worm measures at an unbelievable length of 4 feet! Barry apparently 'had launched a sustained attack on the reef in a display tank at Newquay's Blue Reef Aquarium over recent months.

Workers at the Cornwall-based attraction had been left scratching their heads as to why the coral had been left devastated and - in some cases - cut in half.

After staking out the display for several weeks, the last resort was to completely dismantle it, rock by rock.

Halfway through the process the predator was revealed as a four-foot polychaete worm.'

If you think that having 4 foot long worm is 'pretty cool', think again. Polychaete also known as Bristle Worms, are 'closely related to leeches and earthworms'.

'Polychaetes are often called bristleworms because each of the body segments has an upper and lower bundle of bristles (called setae or chaetae) on each side.'

And to make matters worst, 'The tropical worm is capable of inflicting permanent numbness on humans with its sting.'

So don't go near those nasty things.



Click Here, Here and Here to read more about these creatures.



This actually makes me believe that the sea isn't a place for us humans. With the many creatures that swim alongside us, who isn't afraid?


The last thing I want is to die at sea while being stung or coiled up with some 4 foot long slug.


Speaking of deaths, it's really sad that the 'Rojak' incident has already brought a second death to the table. I do hope that MOM or whoever is in charge, finds the source of the bacteria and cure for the infected soon.

It's actually a tragic case to literally die from Rojak poisoning. I guess you never know if anythings' safe enough to consume.



Well before I end this post, can anyone tell me what is wrong with this picture(below)?





It might take awhile, but once you spot it, you'll keep looking at it over and over again. Hahah.



Loves

It gets more and more Holy as we speak

Ever had one of those moments where you feel that sudden urge to slowly destroy someone through MSN? Well if you're bored, your mind can make you do wonders.

If you don't already know, I am a fan when it comes messing around on MSN.

You can Click Here and Here. These are two cases where I worked with two partners in crime to come up with a topic in MSN.

And to make this better, I actually found another person who willingly fell into my trap of destruction on MSN.


Before I begin, I'd like to apologize to whoever who feels that I have utterly disgraced their religion and curse that I shall burn in Hell. This was done out of pure sarcasm and boredom. No one was hurt (physically) during and after the making of this conversation.



Note: I have changed the name of the 'victim' to protect his identity or whatsoever. Let's just call him Momok, because I just feel like it.


Here goes:

Momok says:
Hi -------> Don't they always fool you with the Hi(s)?

Kethlyn says:
Hi there. Do I know you or something? Have we met? ------>I wasn’t paranoid for your information. I was just curious, since he had added me quite some time ago, and it was only a few days ago that he decided to chat me up.

Momok says:
No, you don't know me. I found your email on Friendster. Do you mind me adding you?

Kethlyn says:
Well, you’ve already added me, so I guess it's fine.

Momok says:
How are you?

Kethlyn says:
Awesome.

Momok says:
Wow. You are friendly. You really don't mind at all, that I added you?


Kethlyn says:
You call that friendly? And if I’m bothered, you would've long gone be on my 'block contacts'.

Momok says:
What type of people do you block?

Kethlyn says:
People like you, if you're going to keep asking questions. No, I'm kidding. I block perverts that want nothing but boobs and sex. ------------> This was a HUGE mistake. This is where the horror (for him) and the fun (for me) was about to start.

Momok says:
What makes you think I'm not one of them?

Kethlyn says:
Do you believe in God?

Momok says:
I'm all hot and feeling sexy


Kethlyn says:
So is God. You need to sing in praise to our Holy God from the great Heavens above. You need to worship him with all your soul and heart.

Momok says:
I don't care about God. I want you.

Kethlyn says:
How dare you speak of God in that indecent manner! Do you not care of our saviour Jesus Christ who sacrificed himself just so that we could wash away our sins and be saved from the evils of Hell?!?

Momok says:
You’re Christian?

Kethlyn says:
How dare you question my faith and my God! You shall burn in Hell!

Momok says:
Huh. I was just asking.

Kethlyn says:
You shall not question my faith. I shall seek forgiveness for you. I am sure you will be forgiven by God. But you need to embrace our loving Holy Father and our Saviour, his son.

He didn't reply, so I nudged him.

Momok says:
Huh. What do you want?

Kethlyn says:
What do you seek from the Lord?

Momok says:
I want sex, with you…


Kethlyn says:
Holy Lord! One shall not have sex before marriage! I sense a strong sense of negativity in you. Demons! Evil demons are in you!

Kethlyn says:
I summon all the faith in me and the Holy Bible to command the evil demons in you to release your soul! I command you to leave this boy alone!

Momok says:
Huh

Kethlyn says:
Let us all pray together as we try to release the evil demons from your soul. Pray with me!!

Momok says:
Do you want sex? --------> He didn’t learn his lesson.

Kethlyn says:
How dare you question my beliefs in the Holy Bible?!? Pray with me and seek forgiveness for uttering rubbish and humiliating our Holy Father and our Saviour.

Kethlyn says:
Seek forgiveness or be condemned till your balls shrink to peas, and then be plucked out and engulfed by the vicious Satan.

Kethyn says:
Oh merciful Lord, have pity on this lost child for he does not know of your great powers. We shall forgive him and banish him from the pearly gates of Heaven because he has the tongue and soul of Satan.

Kethlyn says:
With all powers in me, and my Lord, I banish you from Heaven, you Satanic Child. You shall serve in Hell for God does not need demonic souls in Heaven.

Momok says:
I gtg

Kethlyn says:
Go, child, go. For you and your seven generations are doomed to have sexuality crisis. Never test the power of God.

And before I could make things any better, he went offline. The next day, I found out that he had blocked me.

By the way, I am a Free-Thinker. I used to visit Churches, then it was to Temples (both Buddhist and Hindu ones). I'm still pretty confused as to what religion to turn to, but I figured that I wouldn't be able to handle the responsibility of one, so I decided to remain as a Free-Thinker.

Like I said, this post is not meant to discriminate any one's religion, and I apologize if you do feel insulted. I recommend letting loose with some sense of humour.

Loves.

'Peace' sign with the Index finger down.

I am no pro when in comes to blogging, but I for one feel that those who blog about their personal grieves, are the emptiest of the lot. Not only am I pointing to those who blog, but also to those who whine (pretty ironic, since I'm the one with the whiney URL) about their lives.


You see, we often assume that Life is about suffering. We are so engrossed in trying to gain fame and wealth in order to survive, that we pretty much lose sight of the main goal, in other words, forgetting what we were here for.


So why are we fighting so hard to survive? It's because we want to live in comfort, being able to witness all the wondrous things around us, that makes us not only tolerate the hardship, but to enjoy Life as well.


Life isn't about the fame, the fortune nor the knowledge. It is the ability to use these 'tools' to make our lives better, to make the people around us happier, and to make the world a better place for all of us.


Working and even studying without a purpose, is like laying in your coffin, waiting for death to leech the life out of you. Why wait to for death to arrive miserably when you can fill the numbered (just that we are not sure of the numbers yet) days with enriching, enlightening and wonderful thoughts and activities?


No man should be judged by his wealth or knowledge, but how he is able to hide his misery from the world with a simple weapon; his smile. It's people like him that I look up to, and wonder whether he can teach me a lesson or two about Life.


'Happiness' can not be bought, nor can it be sold. No books, websites or any other resources can teach you about happiness. They can share scenarios and stories where people experience happiness. But nothing can teach you how to achieve happiness.


So how do you gain happiness? Well, it all depends on yourself. The joy you feel when you achieve something, the emptiness inside when you're alone, fear and heartbreak alike, are part and parcel to your steps towards happiness. Happiness is found deep within your soul. And it's only when you are able to find the strength to overcome your 'issues' then you will find happiness.


It is often said that 'Life is too short', but scratch that, for Life is the longest stretch of days, hours, minutes and seconds that I know of. So don't be afraid to stand up to what you believe in. Your life is your own, and it shouldn't be mapped out by others.


Your rule, your game, your time.


As easy as it may sound, happiness is not going to willingly fall into your arms. So search within yourself and find a truer, deeper meaning to your Life.




Loves.

When Beauty became the Beast

It's in the middle of the night and you can't sleep. You're tossing and turning in bed and it wouldn't make matters any better if you're perspiring profusely too.


So what do you do?





You could..

A) Make friends with someone who, just like you, is awake. It'll be a bonus if he/she is just as curious to know of the littlest things in life. Then, get all paranoid by discussing about creatures that irks you. If the conversation is worth the time, your friend might even do research on that topic!

Click Here!


or...

B) Go to Stumble Upon! (This is not a paid advertisement. I just love this site a lot.)


This is a fantastic site that is sure to remove boredom from your life. Not only do they have articles, they have videos, photos and many more! With articles ranging from Arts to Sports you'll definitely find an interest in one of the 12 categories and might even lose yourself when you venture off into the sub-categories of each one!


And better yet, if you do sign up as a member (it's free) and fill in your interests, they'll even send 'recommended sites'(based on your interest) to your email, so that you need not go through the hassle of finding articles you are interested in.


Anyway, being bored as usual, I decided to check out on frogs (don't bother asking why frogs got my interest) and was I amazed of the vibrant colours the poisonous ones had!







Click Here!



But then curiosity got the better of me and I coundn't control my hands. I had to click on the freaky and weird ones, and this is what I got:

(Let's start with the decent ones shall we?)





This is a Cruziohyla calcarifer.










This is a Pouched Frog (Assa darlingtoni)









These are Argus Reed Frog or African Reed Frog (Hyperolius argus)














This is a Heterixalus alboguttatus











These are Argentine Horned Frog (Ceratophrys ornata)













This is a Ishikawa's Frog (Odorrana ishikawae)












This is an African Bullfrog (Pyxicephalus adspersus)













This is a Long-nosed Horned Frog (Megophrys nasuta)


I actually think that this looks pretty cool for a frog.












This is a Solomon Island leaf Frog (Ceratobatrachus guentheri)









And on to the nasty ones!












These are Ranita De Cristal (Cochranella albomaculata)

Their insides can really be seen!















These are Waxy Monkey Leaf Frog (Phyllomedusa sauvagii)


I kind of like this one too. They look like laid back monkey or monks, only green.












This is a Crucifix Toad or Holy Cross Frog (Notaden bennettii)


It really defines the term ' Cute'; Ugly, but adorable.












These are Suriname Toad (Pipa pipa)

So flat!
















This is a Turtle Frog (Myobatrachus gouldii)















This is a Budgett's Frogs (Lepidobatrachus laevis)


It looks so SLIMY..








And last but not least.....








The Purple Frog (Nasikabatrachus sahyadrensis)







To find out more about these frogs, Click Here!

Or you could check them out on Wiki.



Doesn't all that make your eye twitch, and want to go to bed badly? I feel the same too.







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