The GAG Quartet - le Internet Medley (OVER 40 MEMES IN ONE SONG)

9Gag and memes have taken over my life!

Trapped.

Save me. I need something new in this life. This is an emo rant. I can't take this any much longer. I need to escape.

Learn from this, never repeat it.

All Time Low

Hello world!

Been awhile. I was just re-reading my first ever blogpost and I must say this to myself:

"WTF DUDE?"

I think my grammar/English hasn't improved one bit since then though, because it was about then when I stopped reading, all I learnt in the past years were:

LOLOL ROFLMAO PWNED WINNING EPIC FAIL TROLOLO

Sigh. And my life, as always, is in a terrible fucking mess. No joke.

On the surface I might seem fine, but inside, all these shit happening. And some health problems, and uni problems.

I SHALL COPE WITH THIS

Assassin's Creed Brotherhood: Literal Trailer by Tobuscus

Funniest shit I've seen!

"Agents of Secret Stuff"

Argh

Feel like I'm spending my youth away. I don't like this one bit. I need to really find my purpose and concentrate. How do people even do that in life? How do people end up successful? Do they really like what they do? What about people who are only mediocre at things they like? I know, I know, if you like it, you will keep doing/practicing it, but isn't there a limit in that? Passion can only bring you to a certain point, no?

But for now, home. I might have failed a subject, but I really CBF anymore.

Furry Walls

They don't bring you down.

Shed a Tear.

Best. Parody. Ever.

Can you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now?

Microblogging is taking over blogging, I suppose. Twitter and Tumbler works so much more efficiently. Sometimes I blog for the sake of blogging. I don't really know how to express how I feel via words.

Oh Blogspot, what should I do with you.

Guess I'll just post some songs that I've been listening alot to lately.

Smile, it shows how strong you really are.

Almost November already.

The last time I blogged it was my birthday.

Much shit has happened since then.

Grandmother passed away :(. Ironic that in my last post I mentioned no one relatively close to me has left me.

Was a horrible feeling. I thought I was okay when I first heard the news, took a flight back home the next day. I thought I would be strong, that I would take it like a man.

But upon reaching home, I broke down seeing all my relatives mourning and crying. I didn't imagine it to be this hard. I couldn't exactly bring myself to the coffin where my grandmother was laid.

But that was 2 months ago. I am in a much better shape compared to then. Am already back in Melbourne, and life just goes on. And Melbourne's weather isn't exactly helping. Sometimes a little too hot, sometimes too cold, sometimes its pouring like a bitch.

Now, am looking forward to going home at the end of November.

I need a new start.

RIP, Madam Tee Siew Poi, beloved grandmother.

Refreshed!

I am puke-free since January 2008 no more!

Last Friday on the 30th of April 2010 I became a vomit breathing dragon T_T

Sadded.

Didn't even intend to get drunk =(.

There was no event going on and me and a couple of guys got into the club thru an empty guestlist line! So loser-ish

But yea I remembered at least 2 151 bombs, 2 abcs, whiskey coke, cowboy shots, and a truckload of champagne (shit doesn't seem like it's alot).

GG!

Not to mention the week before that we drank 4 nights in a row during Anzac weekend.

I think I need a new liver for my birthday this year

Academy Award Winning Movie Trailer

How every academy award winning movie's trailer seem to be! =D

Up and over in down under.

So I'm now back in Melbourne.

The feeling is almost nostalgic, but I don't think I actually miss Melbourne that much.

But it is good to be back.

For 7 hours.

Because I flew over to Sydney that afternoon for 3 days.

Heh.

And now I'm back, and very afraid of airplanes.

Sydney was pretty fun!

Will prolly upload some pictures next post.

Till then!

The Last Lecture

A friend of mine posted a link to a video on Facebook.

It was entitled "The Last Lecture Before His Death" or something. I thought that it was a video of someone giving a lecture right before he dies in the middle of the lecture hall.

Intrigued, I watched the 10-minute video.

Fast forward 10 minutes later and I achieved several epiphanies.

I was thinking in a different perspective.

What was so interesting and mind blowing about that video?

The lecturer in the video is Professor Randy Pausch. I'm no homo but I must say he had pretty good looks. He was brimming with energy and confidence.

Then he started telling his story. Turns out he has been diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer, and has only 6 months of good health left.

But he was so happy and cheerful! He looked so healthy! He even did several pushups on the stage!

I thought to myself, how can someone, knowing that his days are limited to 6 months, be so full of himself and so optimistic?

He talked about achieving his childhood dreams.

He talked about how his parents enabled him to achieve his dreams.

He talked about how his football coach gave him a lesson in life he would bring to his grave.

He talked about everyone who inspired him.'

Everything he said he was giving me a new perspective in life.


So after that video I managed to download his book, "The Last Lecture"

It covers very important life lessons, things that I usually overlook, the essence of time, achieving dreams, adventures, etc.

It was also his autobiography, starting from how he was such a nerd when he was a kid, to how he got his doctorate and finally how he managed to marry the woman of his dreams and have three amazing children.

It also tells us how he tries to battle the cancer, how he run into metaphorical brick walls in his life, how he used to be an obnoxious, arrogant young adult, and how he handled these problems.

It tells us how we should enjoy our life to the fullest even though we know our days are numbered.

But most of all, it was a way to communicate with his children and wife. His children were too young to understand what he wants to teach them and what he wants them to do with their life. It was a way to show how much he loved them and cared about them. He wants them to know of what he has accomplished in his life, because children always needs reassurance that their parents did great things.

Dr Randy Pausch passed away in July 2008. He contributed much to computer science and virtual reality. He was also one of the forefathers of Alice, a software that teaches programming to children. He used to work as an Imagineer in Disney World. He was a superb lecturer and an even better family man.

God bless his family.



And I strongly suggest you watch the "The Last Lecture" videos and maybe even read the book.

As I am doing a degree in digital arts, I deeply appreciate his contributions to the Virtual Reality, Building Virtual Worlds, Disney World and in programming. I wish I could meet him.

If it wasn't for electricity, we'll be watching tv by candlelight.

Big Bang Theory

Dexter

Glee

True Blood

Those were my friends for the past 2 months.

Stop being unproductive, omg.

Fuck.

I think I really.

Need.

Someone.

New.

In.

My.

Life.

2009 was dull and boring. I had no directions, lost in my thoughts most of the time.

I keep myself in my apartment.

While most of those closest to me get into relationships.

It's sickening.

I hate being a lamp post.

I hate love movies.

They make it seem as though it's so easy to fall in love.

I mean, how on earth does : "I looked into her eyes and thought "She's the one"" happen so easily?

There are billions of women out there and "She's the one"? Thats 1/Billions.

There are plenty of fish out there in the sea and I'm probably in a run-down sampan using a twig as a fishing rod with a piece of stone as bait.

I think.

It's times like this that you feel like you're some sort of creature.

I just got owned, by food. Food poisoned me. Maybe it's how they avenge the other fellow food.

Liquidy substance just came gushing out both ends of my body.

I'm like a vomit breathing dragon!

And I just came to realise just how full of shit, literally, I am. Heh.

Oh, I watched Sherlock Holmes.

It was pretty good though I wasn't feeling too well.

Mostly thanks to the cast actually, the storyline was pretty linear.

Til next time.

2010

A stream of glowing light shot up from the ground and illuminated the sky in a most fancy manner, accompanied by noise which very much sounds like a wheeze.

A loud booming sound was then heard and that stream erupted into many streaks of multicoloured lights, diverging from the core into every direction.

The sight was mesmerizing. Everyone looked up in awe as more fireworks painted the dark midnight sky with distinct bright colours.

Moments ago, thousands of people were just shouting out numbers in an orderly but reversed manner, starting from a "10".

And then it hit me. 'Tis already a new year, the year 2010. This is the year I hit 21 years of age, the year I legally become an adult, the year my mind supposedly "matures completely". I tried to recall how new years felt like being a non-adult, but it pretty much feels the same, maybe just a change in location and company. And the presence of alcohol. The fireworks were still as glorious as they were 10 years ago.

So am I supposed to live this year and every year onwards differently? Are there going to be major changes in my life? What does this year hold for me? Who knows? I might just die this year. Touch wood. One would never know. Life is unpredictable that way. Should we work super hard just to suddenly die whilst we are about to achieve it? Or should we do nothing with our lives because we know that we can just die anytime?

Humans should have this grace period for the first 50 years of our lives where we don't die. If we were to die young it should've been made that we die when we were just ovums or sperms, not live 18 years of our lives and then poof. It is completely illogical. If there exists a higher being who created us, why would he see his creation die before they get to do anything substantial in their lives?

And that is why I decided not to have new year's resolutions. Of course, it is also because I never fulfill them anyway so it defeats the purpose of having resolutions. I want to lead a spontaneous life. I want to live at the moment. I don't want to make myself miserable to achieve something that last for maybe a year or two and then the world ends and humans go extinct or some crap like that. I want to live however I feel like, not living up to expectations. Or maybe because I'm lazy. But that's besides the point.

Life is complicated as it is already. We should just enjoy it while we can and accept death because ultimately it is inevitable.

Happy New Year

Inconsistent

That's me. I am never consistent. I always blog for about 2 weeks before stopping for another 2 months or so then continue. Oh, like you don't already know.

Life sucks at the moment. I have been back in Msia for almost 2 weeks now and have been doing the same thing over and over again.

Mamak
Shen's house
Movie somewhere
Eat
Mahjong

X 100

Super unproductive. And above it all many of my friends are interning now, making me look like this ultimate slacker.

It's not like I don't enjoy what I'm doing atm but seriously so bum =(.

Oh, my results are also out.

High Distinction, Credit, Pass.

Again, the inconsistency. FML

=(

Year 2010 I promise to myself would be a more productive year, because I can't go more unproductive than I already am hahaha.

They say when you hit rock bottom, the only way you can go is up.

Lets start with moar blogging!

And I was complaining that life's too hard...

Currently in a very dejected and depressed state of mind.

I was bored, and went around blog hopping. And I found out this guy Shobaan, an ex-WMS student, passed away on the 10th of September. Who knew reading blogs can make you this sad?

I never knew Shobaan. I've never seen him before in my life. But yet, I felt as if I knew him. This connection. Reading blogs after blogs regarding his death almost made me tear. He seemed like a super fun fellow, sarcastic and witty, good at insulting, a joker, sleeps in class, a first class slacker that everybody loves. There was so much for him to do in this world. He's only been around for two decades but now he lies in a coffin, his soul looking down at all of us from somewhere up there. Pretty sure we would've been good buddies if we met, so rest in peace, Shobaan.

This never occurred to me; I never thought of handling a death of someone you know, at least not someone of the same generation. I'd always thought we all will live to tell stories to our grandchildren. I never imagined what would happen if we die, right now, at the mere age of 20, because this is only the beginning of our lives!

And previously I was complaining about how I don't have the mood to go to university, how the assignments can take a toll on me. The hell is going on with me. I realised that we should all be thankful when the alarm clock wakes us up, instead of grumbling and thinking of the (maybe) unpleasant day ahead. Because we could have just died in our sleep.

Because by being alive we get to see others live their life.

Because being alive lets us see the colours and beauty of this world.

Because being alive allows us to know that the emotions we feel are valid.

Because being alive is, ultimately, God's gift to us.

Life is too unpredictable. Cliche, but true.

=(

That being said, I hope my aunt, who has been diagnosed with cancer, will survive through this hard time in life.

Stay positive.

If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off.

They never stop. Until, about an hour or two past midnight. The trams, that is. One of the many reasons I like staying in my current apartment; trams.

Trams are so different from other public transports, I reckon. You don't have to wait too long before another one arrives to pick you up and zoom you into the buzz of the city. Whereas taking a train gives me an implication that it'll be a long journey. And most taxis deteriorates your nose and olfactory system. Buses, I rarely see them, at least in Melbourne.

One can hop in and out of a tram whenever, no 20 minute rides before the next stop, no being tortured by the BO of the dude next to you for too long, etc.

Sitting in my apartment, I can clearly see the Melbourne Uni tram stop. Sometimes I get this strange bizarre feeling watching the many people rushing to and from work/university. I feel all psyched to go to uni and experience life with everyone else, knowing I'm not the only one going through this. Most of the time, though, I feel content sitting at home, looking at their miserable faces and I can't help but laugh at the shit they are going to face for the next 7 hours or so.

But then suddenly a thought struck me, why does it always seem like a bad thing, going to work/uni? Where did this mentality come from?

So I pondered more. The situation is so that most university students have actually no idea what they are studying, nor do they actually like the subjects they are doing. They are studying because mum and dad wants them to (at least to most Asians). They don't know how the subjects they learned will help them with their jobs. That's why most of them end up with jobs they don't like.

Then I thought about myself. I'm doing digital arts. I would much rather do this than engineering or commerce, but yet I get the "Shit I've got class tomorrow" feeling everytime. My parents were supportive in what I wanted to do, although they're both in business. Then where the fack did this feeling develop? Because I actually like my course! Ahh!

I feel like a lost soul wandering aimlessly looking for an answer.

Speaking of lost, I've been seeing signs along the roads of Melbourne saying "John come home; we forgive you; grandma is in heaven now; dad and mom forgive you" and the likes.

I'm guessing, John accidentally killed his grandmother and ran away. Ah, how sad.

Life sucks.

I've got an assignment due Thursday.