I just realized that for dunno what reason, I lost the entire archive in my mobile.
Her messages are gone.
ALL GONE.
I just realized that for dunno what reason, I lost the entire archive in my mobile.
Her messages are gone.
ALL GONE.
Welcome to another episode of drama preview by the cynical and unromantic reporter lorlilorsor!
But I like this show! Damn soapy, damn Korean.
What I don’t understand is, why do they always keep RUNNING and RUNNING?! Every episode at least run once! Guy run after girl, girl run after guy, yada yada.
But I feel very uncomfortable when I see the girl run, she looks like she’s gonna fall down anytime. But I like seing the guy run; I think in real life he’s a sprinter or something also.
The guy is damn shuai. I know I sound gay by saying this kinda thing but he’s really damn shuai; he has a very very heavy aura of melancholy and 沧 桑 感 ..
The name of the show also reminded me of some stupid sentence I made up when I was still damn small. It gives me the goosebumps now but apparently it sounds very romantic to little girls cos my friend actually stole it and put it in her blog. Oh we called it opendiary.com last time haha. And her friends all say very nice hahah.
Maybe I have a flair for poetry leh? Can use to bluff girls muahahah.
“If I had a grain of sand each time I thought of you, I could build a stairway right up into the heavens so blue, and beyond to the stars so bright.”
I just found out this function 2 nights ago, thanks to my 大 表 妹 。
You could actually activate a paint mode and scribble free-hand(free-mouse) just by clicking the brush button beside the A button on the lower right corner of ur MSN conversation window. Okay I don’t know if I’m being sua ku and everyone actually knows this already but I knew I was damn fascinated when 大 表 妹 suddenly used this.
Then I started becoming delirious and started scribbling stuff like :
华 人 讲 华 语。
床 前 明 月 光 !
And I didn’t carry on as I very embarassingly forgot how to write the word 疑 。
To my utter amazement 大 表 妹 ended it off for me by going
疑 是 地 上 霜 ,
举 头 望 明 月 ,
低 头 吃 香 菇.
I still remember being stunned for about 5 seconds not knowing whether to laugh or what. I’ve heard many versions of this piece of poetry but this is really the first time I heard 吃 香 菇and I really thought it sounded damn funny.
I gave her a big
...
and concluded that
我 们 真 的 sibeh bo liao leh. no wonder we’re cousins!
Oh my goodness this 11 pm show on Channel 8 on Sunday nights is really horrendously funny; if u never had the chance to watch it u must give it a shot man.
The tragedies are so funny that I always burst out laughing by myself in front of the TV when someone dies.
I don’t mean to be sadistic, budden where got show in which EVERYONE die until so drama one!? Everytime the sad music comes out I just can’t stop laughing.
In other words their tears and pain is directly proportional to my joy and amusement.
Seriously I can’t imagine anyone feeling sad from those scenes. Or am I too cold-blooded. I don’t think so leh.
I mean, how to feel sad when the protagonists of the show have names like 箭 头 and 完 颜 不 破 and 岳 飞 suddenly has a daughter named 岳 银 瓶 and she has a friggin powerful spear with a NAME that is 小 丙 银 枪 and her nickname is 追 魂 夜 叉 and Song Dynasty got people use SUPERNATURAL POWER to call people on MOBILE PHONES and you could actually RIDE A BIKE TO YEAR 2004 and people actually thought CAMERA PHONES are SOUL TRAPPERS.
Damn absurd.
But I like.
“Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming … ‘Wow ! What a ride!’”
I think I ate something wrong yesterday and had a mild case of food poisoning.
It was damn torturous and I was just lying on the bed not being able to do anything at all and it’s one of those times in which you say to yourself “I’d do ANYTHING if I could feel normal again.”
So I was lying there and my mum was (as usual) nagging at me aout not being able to take care of myself and applying medicated oil on me and forcing me to eat and drink water. I didn’t have dinner cos I really really had no appetite. And my mum has this secret technique; I guess it’s a form of massage; pulling my fingers, joints etc. Damn shiok one.
So after she applied her secret technique one me I just tried to force myself to sleep. After another five minutes of torture, I shot up on my bed and pulled out the wastepaper basket and PUKED like 5 bursts of disgusting stuff. *Shudders*
It’s amazing how this disgusting stuff can make one feel so tortured.
With all my strength and energy I went to clean up the wastepaper basket and wiped the floor etc.
When I’m all done and lying on the bed I felt really really blissful.
It really doesn’t take much to be happy.
I’m now NUS Central Library, in this little glass ‘box’ they call the chat point. It’s supposedly where people come in to talk on the phone, but I’m using it to chill out and do my work at the same time, cos there’s a powerpoint for my laptop.
It’s this row of four glass boxes, each separated by a glass wall and all have different colours. Green, yellow, red and blue.
Sheesh but it’s damn noisy here now cos there’s this 2 idiots opposite me now tlaking damn friggin loudly like dunno what. Tmd this is damn funny. They were laughing friggin loudly and then the guy whispered something, I think to ask the girl to quieten down cos they’re damn noisy, then I heard the girl say “ting bu dao de lah!” Sheesh, then what I am hearing. Then they carried on laughing away. Damn irritating.
Oops shit. HAHAH. Someone just came in to complain that they were laughing too loudly! Whoa.
Okay, now it’s quiet and I can start doing my work.
Okay first of all, I got into engin team.
Now I wanna bitch about the details.
For the uninitiated, a team consists of 12 players. For Engin, however, we already have 5 players from IVP. IVP=Inter Varsity and Poly competition players=damn zai one.
So they’re only gonna select SEVEN from us non-IVP players. Of which THREE were selected yesterday.
So that means only FOUR were gonna be selected today. Out of TWENTY ONE people who came.
Out of the FOUR selected today, I think THREE are year 3s.
So I think I’m the ONLY freshie. I think still got one more, but I’m not very sure.
Played 5 on 5 all the way for trials. The captain kept stressing that he is looking for DEFENCE, COMMUNICATION and HUSTLE.
Anyway I’m glad I got in as a forward this time, and not a friggin center. I hate playing center cos I’m damn friendly and thus I’m not a HUSTLE person.
Towards the end the captain came in to play also. I gave him a few very nice assists. Hahah maybe that’s why he likes me and let me in.
When he was announcing the results he also damn funny. He’s damn cute lah, like shy shy one.
‘Er… I’m very sory that I can only select four of you today. For the rest of you, it doesn’t mean you’re not good or anything. But 5 on 5 requires alot of teamwork.. Err… I hope you all understand’ And so on and so forth.
Make everyone sit there and be nervous only.
“Err.. So I’m going to announce the results now. Err… Superman. Then er… Spiderman. Er… Batman. And er.. Peter Pan. Then.. Er… Eh what’s ur name again ah?”
“Er…Lorlilorsor.”
“Er..Ya, and lorlilorsor. Err… Ya, that’s all.”
So yeah. Engin has like FIVE IVP players. Then the rest who got in look quite zai also. So I foresee that…
ENGIN WILL LUP ALL THE REST AGAIN THIS YEAR.
“What is right is right, even if no one is doing it.
What is wong is wrong, even if everyone is doing it.”
Today I realized that I didn’t do the Statics online tutorial that I was supposed to hand in at 5 p.m. So after school at 12 p.m. I immediately chionged to the library and finished it at like 4 p.m. Damn exciting.
But once again I realize how not-serious-enough I am with my school work! Time to wake up man, I AM A S-T-U-D-E-N-T!!
Aye, but sometimes when I see my peers getting so stressed out, I wonder if it’d be better if I stay in my current state. Some of my peers really look damn tortured; like no life anymore, and they always look so glum and sianz.
And ME leh?!
I keep attending non-academic seminars~~ Gonna attend an options trading seminar on Thurs. And going for Inter Faculty bball trial tomorrow.
So not-dilligent, but at least I’m happy! I guess I know what I want and what’s important to me. To some people I could be prioritizing the wrong stuff but hey, it’s my life!
Oh by the way, I don’t pride myself as being un-studious. I don’t understand why some people are so proud to be slackers. Yeah lah, I agree it sounds cool SOMETIMES, but ultimately it’s the person who knows when to slack and when to pia that emerges the winner in life.
These proud slackers, however, slack all the way and think they’re oh-so-cool.
Got back my CRITICAL THINKING AND WRITING assignment today and I got a whooping 80 marks!
Hmm I think that was like the highest but quite afew of us got that so ah well I’m just glad that I didn’t like fail or something lah.
Saturday has passed, and Sunday is almost gone.
I HAVE WASTED THE ENTIRE WEEKEND.
Sheesh, I must work doubly hard next week then. Had bball on Friday and Saturday, and vball at sentosa today. If only I were as dilligent in studies as in playing.
Haven’t been to sentosa for like 3 weeks so it’s great to be there with the usual gang again today. It was pretty fun but I left early cos I WANTED to be studious and come home early but I ended up sleeping instead. Aye, at least sleeping is more helpful towards my studies than vball.
We saw this really cute toddler today and I didn’t manage to whip out my camera in time, so I have ended up shamelessly kopping pics of the kid from Alvin’s blog. Don’t mind ah dude

Goo goo ga ga.
My fault for being careless I guess, but I wonder why he is playing around with his life faking drivers like this~~