Thoughts of a 'Man'

This article came up on the straits times and it was quite funny...haha...

'......Ms Chin recounts an incident where they found an inflated balloon complete with address and stamp.
She said that since the postbox's aperture - most street postal boxes are 240mm long and 55mm wide - is too narrow for an inflated balloon like this to go through, " we imagine that the sender had probably slipped the ballon in first and blew it up from oyutside the postbox." Since it couldn't pass through SingPost's usual process machines, the postal workers handled the matter personally, delivering it right to the recipient's doorstep.'

haha..they had to deliver it because of the paid stamp..haha...i wonder how many more balloons will be delivered once ppl read about this.........

'Nearing Christmas, SingPost also always has to help forward some 100 letters to the Santa Claus Post Office located in Sant'as village, close to Rovaniemi in the North Pole. Says Ms Chin: " We don't usually get mail to other imaginary childhood characters. Santa Claus is the most common one so far."...

Anyway, after life in hockey has ended on thursday...I realised new endeavours to concentrate on...besides really plunging entirely into my studies .......part of it guitar, music and maybe whatever art i can get my hands on.........more reading and language........cleaning up and managing my life properly and to prepare for any of life's challenges when it abruptly decides to present itself.....saving money??....damn..i need to get my life under my own control...........no more being swung around by other forces................

how old till i can buy my own place to live....till how long must i wait before my life begin to grow.......i've been hoping for the past 10 years.................it is so irritating....something you can't get rid off.........you just have to tolerate..........i know its wrong wrong wrong to hate your parents and want them to die and all..........................argh..........................their minds are so puny and enclosed its so hard for them to even sense anything................senile...........................................

its useless whining here.........i've told so many ppl about it.................how i hate my parents so much.........i felt that i've made so much sacrifices for them, keeping a look out for them because they are so old....and i know they always make the wrong choices, overlook important details............i never ask of them for anything.................never ask them to buy anything for me like ipods, handphones, playstations, computers, storybooks, clothes, musical instruments.....and they are like irritating pests, saying i'm not like other kids who always study......fuck them and their narrow perception....how many ppl do they know.............just because i failed my tests, and suddenly its emergency.......................i fail stupid tests all the time..........................

they keep distrupting my string of thoughts.................................ah.....it would be hard to explain................in the eyes of everyone out there, it is such trivial matters that i am whining about that i'm sparring all the details.........................................

i have lots hate letters dated back to when even before i entered primary school..............my sis stumbled upon one of them and passed it to me...

it was stapled with over 20 staples and is not rusty..........

25 aug 99. Do not open!!! until i am an adult.........(can't believe i actually wanted to remind myself how much i hated them....lol)
*main bulk text missing* (i can't read the handwriting i had when i was pri 4, it was so messy, semi cursive, and i really can't read it.........even when it occupied 2 lines on the foolscap.........)

(this i can read, occupied 4 lines, so its big enough).....She is a bitch!!! I hate her very much!!! Die...(drawing of gun and stick person)....

................................................................back to life........i can't live constantly in escape...............when i suceed under all this negative pressure, it is when it all becomes sweet, even if it means i have to age earlier...........................................

the above are cheat codes for invincibility for starcraft, warcraft 1,2..(not sure about 3)............

don't know whats up with today, but for every other day, i never fail to fall asleep at every lesson, whether it is of choice or not...........today, i was so 'happy' if that is the right word....i begin listening in class, hoping i can pick up some useful details and pointers..........

excuse me for the lousy english in my entries....

today, was when everything that is fucked up happened..........i was late for school since i missed 3 or 4 buses......this was my sixth time..i sighed as i handed my ezlink to the teacher to be scanned...and it being held hostage, since this was teh sixth time.......i stood at a corner for 40 mins, since the teachers were going to each person, each group to lecture them and stuff....and since i have a high record this year, i had to wait till everyone else was done.....i had to write the form for the 3rd time, and reasons for being late and all....and being one of those in a 'special early bird' programme where i have to be in college 20 mins earlier then everyone else in school,i expect an intensive 'grind'(i'm not being horny).......

throughout the years, a student would learn that..when teacher sense remorse while he/she is reprimanding you, they'll be light with the words........so i faked remorse..i'm not someone who walks around with big pride......blah blah blah...its all over, 45 full mins of stoning........its just my day.....2 CWOs, and 3 detentions and my debt with be paid...and a meeting session with my parents about me being late........and i guess there would be another one with the principal regarding my results..

now to my results....it is like shit again.......i hope history repeats itself....because this time i didn't study....i always do well in the end..i hope it happens this way...like some conspiracy theory about 911...to allow the collapse of the twin towers, just to wage war against the middle east for some resource..i'll become the most improved student with triple As..lol...from an EEUUU....i'm taking no bets about it, and i'm begginging to study....study works for me, when its not about taking exams and doing assignments, i march on my own pace.....

seriously i can't stall for a bit.....i already forgot to collect my ezlink, and forgot to do detention today....this is how the punishments and rules feel stupid to me, that i can forget about it....

while i was running at the track just now...this fly entered my mouth.........it tasted like minty grass.......it was still moving around in my throat for a few mins i think....not sure if it was my mind playing tricks on me...but i felt this poking feeling in my throat, and the taste and scent that lingers in the mouth for a few minutes.......

i suck so much in hockey....i thinking of someways to change....its not so much skills i think....i just suck...i hope i can be a worthy player by the end of the next 16 days that closes down on the A div competition.....but honestly, i doubt i'll contribute much, even if i change at the end of all this.........coach and players already do not have faith in me...either that, or they couldn't be bothered since the start......just hope it turns out well, and not be another failed venture...........................

My fucking mantra for the 'Age of Fucking Up' a chapter in my personal bible: Roll down all the fuck ups along the way. Drag it insistently along if i must...Nothing can stop me once i'm fucked up.