Start again

Working out. I realize that when I stop exercising I start to play more pointless online games. This might have something to do with how efficient I am resulting in huge amounts of free time with nbtd.

So because I don't want to spend so much time in front of the computer, and because I wanna have freaky veins on my abs, I've started working out again. Hohoho.

Cough, cough, cough

So fine, I'm not Jared. I just hijacked his blog because I made mine invisible to the general public. I was afraid of being stalked, you see, which is really weird because normally, I'm the one who stalks. I don't get stalked.

But despite not having a blog anymore, I still feel this compulsive need to share my thoughts with the world. Call me narcissistic. I suppose I am. Even my paranoia stems from narcissism.

The only active blog I have now (yes, I had/have many) is my booklog, which I've only recently started and is not that personal. Plus my name isn't on it so even if people google my name, it won't turn up. Yes!!

I must admit though, that one of the things that I like best about blogging is the layout bit. I like finding the perfect layout for my blog. And then I like tweaking and customizing it till it's shaped into what I want it to be. Playing around with the codes and whatever, it's like writing poetry. I love Minima on Blogger.

It occurs to me suddenly that I can tweak Jared's blog. His only condition is that I keep the header image. :)

What I ate today.

For breakfast, 5 nuggets and 7 onion rings from the Fried Food Lady at uni. No, I don't know the real name of the place.

I felt really poor after that expensive breakfast (rm6) I didn't feel like spending much during lunch so I endured being the 5th wheel during lunch to have some of Rachel's leftover veggies.

A bit later, I watched an episode of HowIMetYourMother with Charmain while having her apple, and 2 bites of her awesome Ham, Cheese + Salad sandwich. We hid in a corner of the aquarium. I think she got a thrill from breaking the no-food-in-the-library rule.

At 2, I had my third lunch, that sugar toast from the vending machine, and Rachel's leftover potato rostie.

When I got home, I realized that I wouldn't be able to have dinner with my family, because bball training starts 30 mins after our dinnertime. So I scavenged and found 4 McDonald's nuggets and some fries, and half a yao chua kai and a ham chim peng.

Whoo.

Another one early

Hehe. Think I could get used to this.

Freeloader

I have not been sleeping well, my dreams have been...intense, lately, and I feel tired during the day... I slept earlier than usual last night, and I woke up too early, I heard my mom feeding Jacob and I remembered her talking about how at 6 a.m. it's feeding time for him and he knows it, if he doesn't get his food he'll make some noise... I thought to myself... what a freeloader. Pets are such freeloaders, they just use up resources and don't give anything back... then I stopped and thought... oh what the hell... what about me?

"I feel like I know you"

is such a retarded line.

Why does it even work? It's an insult! It's says that you're simple, and one-dimensional.


I'd much rather spend a lifetime figuring you out.

I finished an assignment early!

I wanted to try being hardworking and studious so I started my assignment early, and... I have finished early! The only other time I've finished an assignment before the due date itself is that time last year, when the lecture was so unbearably boring that I just stopped going and didn't hear the announcement that we got an extension.

It took me a week though... >.<"

Hard to work without that last-minute pressure.

Slurp Slurp.

I've noticed a trend on television and films lately. It's not only the female body that is objectified. Male bodies are increasingly displayed on purpose, and the quality of these male bodies have increased as actors strive to be presentable. I think it's because the entertainment industry isn't just catering to men anymore. The "male gaze" doesn't work today because women are just as powerful as consumers in this age. Mmm.

Life is a joke

It's amusing, it's entertaining. You gotta learn to see the humor, in existence. Life is a grand joke, and it's damn funny.


=D

It's a promise.

When you don't know which path to choose, let me come along, cause even if you're wrong, I'll stand by you.

On-Off

Better to be pissed off than pissed on.

Unless you're the kind that enjoys a nice warm piss shower.

Being angry isn't that fun. Your face gets all scrunched up and unattractive, and you become a lot more stupider.

Sigh. Brain is dead. Wanna wrestle. Don't wanna think.

Social rule b.99.1

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According to Rachel, I'm "Soft".

According to Rachel, I'm "Soft" when I take shots (in bball). Maybe it's revenge for the way I keep telling everyone, "SHE SHOOTS LIKE A GUY". Haha. I think she means I look relaxed though.

I got a huge carpet burn on Wednesday when Cheng Hong was riding me in the CF room.

There... is ooze coming out of it now. The carpet burn.

More RAKs

I did two really Random ones yesterday. Haha. I didn't have to go out of my way, but I actually had to give up something. 60 sens, and having to smell like garbage.

Felt pretty good.

Altruism

1. Unselfish concern for the welfare of others; selflessness.
2. Animal behavior. Instinctive behavior that is detrimental to the individual but favors the survival or spread of that individual's genes, as by benefiting its relatives.

Is humanity broken? So many of us do not instinctively behave altruistically, rather we have to purposefully set our mind to the task of performing "acts of love". Yesterday, I asked, 'How would I go about doing an act of love?' (It is my KG's homework for this week)

Cae Me who is not from Monash but somehow in my Monash CF KG, answered, 'Give way on the road, carry something heavy for someone, give a hug, say something nice; all these can be acts of love'

But I do these things everyday. Giving way on the road lessens jam, giving hugs and saying nice things makes people happy which makes things easier, carrying something heavy for someone saves time when that person is weak... It just makes sense to me, to do such things. It is certainly not altruism, because my motives are completely selfish, doing these things do benefit me greatly.

How can I be selfless? I do believe I have never done anything that I can't see being beneficial to me somehow sometime in the future...

Am I broken?

1st RAK?

It's Clubs & Societies week at Monash. All the clubs have booths set up and they try to get new members. I'm in Bball, Handball, Swimming, and CF. I think that's enough for now. I got my first RAK on Monday.

As I was walking past some booths, the wind knocked down the whiteboards, and so I helped the booth ppl pick up their whiteboard and set it right. Well. This one wasn't planned at all so it really was random. I realize that I've probably done countless such things since then, I really don't think about it, because it's so on-the-way. I would never say no to helping someone if I didn't have to go out of my way. So, is it really that much of a kindness? It only took a few seconds, to right those whiteboards...

I had to take care of the Handball booth by myself today for about an hour. I was so bored that I started challenging random passerbys to arm-wrestle me. I lost once. I'm not strong. I've googled "How to arm wrestle" and "Arm wrestling techniques".

I just got home from church team bball training, btw. I looked at myself in the mirror. And I think I'm going to start working out again. Fyi, I have not since CNY started. I just got lazy. And I didn't care for a while. But now, seeing myself looking like this... can't take it. Will think up a schedule soon. Oorah.

Call me if you're interested in being my exercise buddy!

1st PAK

I sent my brother and 3 of his friends all the way to IKEA, the one near One U which is so far! With no other reason for going there. FYI, I have never sent anyone anywhere without some other ulterior motive. I just feel like it's inefficient, to go on a round trip just to drop someone off. Well, I guess my ulterior motive this time was to do kind acts.

I was slightly afraid that I would feel like a faker, because I am not a nice person, or so I thought. But since I did a Nice Thing, with the only motive being that I Want to Be a Nice Person, am I not being a nice person genuinely? Who's to say who I am, anyway? If I am one thing now, can I not be another the next moment, if I genuinely wanted to be?

Oorah.

Let me tell you why I think girls like bad boys. Because boys are all actually bad. We're all asses underneath. Any guy who is nice, is pretending to be nice. Trying to be nice. And while girls say they want a gentleman, they know deep down that gentlemen, are by definition, fakers. So since we all love honesty, and the only truly honest ones are the bad boys, girls like bad boys.

QED. Quite easily done.

I think I'm going mad.

I'm afraid you're completely bonkers. I'll tell you a secret, though. All the best people are.

--

It's from Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland, which I thought was nice, but not particularly extra-weird.

I really do think I'm losing my mind. Even as I type this I forget what I wanted to write about.

There, it's gone.

Ah it just came back. For your information, I was just hunched over the keyboard motionless for about half a minute.

I wanted to talk about Random Acts of Kindness. RAKs, Kristy calls them. I wanted to say that maybe I'll try it, because I've decided that maybe I want to be a nicer person. But then I realized that I'll never do a random act of kindness, because... nothing is random.

I had a clash in my timetable, which resulted in one lecture being shifted from an ordinary time slot to 5-7 pm on Monday. Because of this, I can no longer go for bible class. Somehow bible class was important enough in my life last year that when I lose it now, I feel that it must have happened for a reason. And everything happens for his reasons.

But still, I guess I'll do some Kindnesses. Even if they're not random. I'll do some PAKs. Planned Acts of Kindness. Starting right now.

I just asked my brother whether he wants to use my laptop. We're at grandma's. It's hellishly dull. I have slept for the past 4 hours. But! He just said no. I think it's because he's planning on how to get to a party tomorrow.

I'm going to have to find another PAK.

I just called a girl heavy. Becoming a nicer person is going to take some doing. ~_~


Oh yeah. I wrote this post by "letting my fingers go", something I've not done in quite a while. Sometime last year, it was. It felt pretty damn good.

Yeah, I also didn't hold back in basketball for the first time since I twisted my ankle last Tuesday when I played in uni. That felt pretty damn good too. I wore shoes. I hate to admit it, but shoes do help when it comes to braking and turning.

I've become lazy to explain it. The barefootedness. It's annoying now, when people ask. My answer of the moment is "Dog".

Jared, you suck lah.

Hot girl: Hey, did you cut your hair?

Jared: Huh? No...

Hot girl: You look more handsome today, for some reason...

Jared: What time of the month is it for you?... Because you know, if you were like, ovulating, in heat, it would make sense that guys would seem more attractive...

Hot girl: Jared, you suck lah.

Sigh I think I'm losing It.

Jared says (10:22 PM):
graip?
Aaron says (10:25 PM):
grip.
Jared says (10:25 PM):
grip whart
Aaron says (10:26 PM):
something.
someone.
who knows?
Jared says (10:26 PM):
SO INTENSE
Jared says (10:27 PM):
i dont' think that's the right word
Aaron says (10:30 PM):
who cares?
Jared says (10:31 PM):
jesus cares
jesus cares about you and me
and the birds of the trees
and the fish in the seas
Aaron says (10:31 PM):
i don't know if i can clap and believe at the same time.
Jared says (10:31 PM):
and even the cucumbers and peas
and the sun and the breeze
Jared says (10:32 PM):
thank yous and please
heehee i'm so funny