type 4

i got back at 2.30am and sat at a bus stop, contemplating my future.

one hour later, and i've still haven't sorted anything out. i'm wondering if i should just leave it, or if i should try to figure it out.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Four_(Enneagram)
90% accurate.

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now playing
fallen leaves - billy talent

5

movies
1. american pie
2. 28 days later
3. amelie
4. rushmore
5. american beauty

bands
1. afi
2. bright eyes
3. the cure
4. alkaline trio
5. thursday

songs
1. haligh, haligh, a lie, haligh - bright eyes
2. just like heaven - the cure
3. this time imperfect - afi
4. ...slow dance on the inside - taking back sunday
5. jet black new year - thursday

movies that i never get sick of
1. 10 things i hate about you
2. the girl next door
3. dawn of the dead
4. freddy got fingered
5. high fidelity

websites
1. football365
2. songmeanings
3. youtube
4. transworld skate
5. wtfpeople

shit for brains

singapore is a fine city

it's a phrase too over-used, both versions of it. i think singapore is a fine city because it is a fine city. by that, i mean that through monetary fines, singaporeans take extra care not to do stupid things that would foul up the place, and so singapore appears nicer.

for example, we can't litter because we would be fined, and thus, there is lesser rubbish on the streets, making this a fine city.

but it seems that singaporeans are becoming more and more stupid, with the increase in stupidity following the increasing number of fines in this city.

we have lost our brains. we need the government to tell us what we can and cannot do. even stupid stupid things like littering.

we have no pride, no common sense. i can guarantee that a large number of people would be littering if it weren't illegal. we don't litter not because we love our country, but because we love our money.

and then, there are the real 'tards who believe they can do anything as long as it is not listed as illegal.

i'm referring to the real trivial issues that really show how bloody stupid we are, things like leaving their rubbish anywhere and everywhere.

they can't throw rubbish on the ground, so they leave rubbish behind.

i know this because during my course of work, i have to pick up countless pieces of thrash left behind by these 'tards. they think it is alright to do so just because it is not against the law.

yesterday, i came across a couple who had left behind the remains of their carl's jr. meal in the theater. they left behind the wrappers, plastic bags, tissue paper, and so on. furthermore, they had thrown all their unwanted pieces of food on the ground, such as the onions and tomato slices from their burgers.

seriously, i would have shouted at them if i saw them. an old woman who was the last to leave said, "these stupid people dirtied the whole place." i went over to take a look, and wow, these people are really bloody STUPID.

these are the kind of people who would go around killing if it weren't illegal, because they have shit for brains and no common sense.

the singapore government's over-protectiveness is making us stupid and overly reliant. we can't think for ourselves to the point where we NEED someone to tell us whether our actions are right or wrong.

CsexyHbitchesIahahahaJ

there's been a whole lot of nonsensical talk regarding CHIJ girls recently.

"CHIJ girls are known to be easy with the opposite sex."

i must say, i wish they really were, since some of them are real sexy creatures.

all this came after the straits times posted a little feature regarding local culture.

i think this just shows how truely anal singaporeans are. we can't take jokes.

"oh, you just ruined the good name of all CHIJ girls. now everyone knows our secret."

stupid people rule the world.

no one really bothered except a few 'tards, and then now it's a national issue.

we really have nothing better to do. oh, my countrymen, what a bunch of 'tards you are.

now let me tell you a little CHIJ story to get your mind off this bullshit.

i was clearing a cinema today and there were 5 CHIJ girls inside. but sadly, they weren't sexy creatures.

anyway when the movie ended, one of the girls was grabbing her crotch very tightly as she hobbled out of the cinema. i think she needed to pee badly.

the end.


now playing
new american classic - taking back sunday

my barnacle romance

i'm so incredibly fickle that i never fail to amaze myself. sometimes i think i know what's going on, but i fail to control myself.

there are 2 parts, the stupid me, and the level-headed me.

sometimes i distance myself and laugh at that fool who is me.

and then after a while, the stupid me realises his folly and then attempt to kiss and make up with the level-headed me.

this peace only lasts till the next time stupid me decides to wander off on his own again.


now playing
number five with a bullet - taking back sunday

time flies, even when you're not having fun

i wrote this in notepad and promptly forgotten about it.

i checked it and it was created on Tuesday, August 22, 2006, 10:56:49 PM

10 things i won't be able to do this coming school break:

1. go on holiday
2. skate
3. slack
4. break my record for number of consecutive days i have not left my house (10)
5. go out with hot chicks
6. football
7. un-cut my hair
8. scratch my ass with my toes
9. go out with more hot chicks
10. not work

i'll be working in the popcorn industry, '7 hours and 20 minutes' each day, 6 days a week, for 6 (7) weeks.

my estimated salary is $3.40/hour, i'll be getting $600/month.

come visit me at marina square and i'll love you long time.

it's not as bad as you might be imagining.

so more than a month into the job, i must say, it's really not that bad. but of course i'd rather be doing other things, like any of the 10 in the list.

i'd rather work than go to school though.

i, kid, kid

i only joke with people i feel comfortable with, because 'newer' friends usually have no idea as to when i'm being serious and when i'm joking. either they don't know me well enough, or my jokes are just too good.

my jokes often mix fact and fiction, which makes it quite undistinguishable to noobs and the simple-minded.

most of the time, i just end up getting blank looks, or they take my jokes seriously and go "oh," like i was giving them a factual recount.

if i can't joke with a person, i find it hard to be friendly with them. there is no connection.

which is why i'm gonna marry the first girl who understands my jokes.


now playing
just a taste - scary kids scaring kids

all the interesting people

"sorry, there's a power outage so we can't dispense the drinks now."

"SO?"

the indian guy thinks that it's not his problem that he can't get his drinks.

the indian guy doesn't know that he's incredibly stupid, since it's HIS drinks.

the indian guy doesn't know that i don't care much about HIS problems, because he has already paid for his food, and that's where my responsibilities end.

he

"he's so cute!"

"who?" i asked in mock confusion.

"david beckham!" she said, looking at a POLICE sunglasses advertisement on the tv screen.

"cute? he's so old. maybe i would agree if you said his son was cute."

"ok, he's so handsome."

"but he's getting old, his face is full of wrinkles now."

"just use facial cream can already."

"anyway he cheated on his wife."

"he can cheat because he's handsome."

"so as as long as he's handsome, it doesn't matter if he's evil?"

"yeah."


now playing
nothing came out - the moldy peaches

female gents

where i work, staff can help themselves to drinks from the dispenser. so for the past 3 weeks, i've been drinking coke 6 days a week. bad for health.

maybe that explains why i'm sick now, and i've gotta wake up at 6.30am today for work, where i'll be drinking more coke.

i tried drinking water once, but i got bored of it and went back to coke. i think the acid is dissolving my teeth, and it hurts when i chew on stuff.

i shall drink only water for the whole week starting today.


random:
female toilets are 20,000 times cleaner than male toilets because it's more or less impossible for them to pee on the floor, unlike us guys with crooked dicks.

someone wrote on the toilet checklists: 'male gents', 'female gents'
i tried not to giggle.


now playing
drowning - scary kids scaring kids

can you sense it?

it has been scientifically proven that it is not possible to further bore an already bored person. however, scientists have made repeated warnings that this experiment should not be attempted by untrained persons, because severe injuries may occur due to violent reactions from the subject.

in other news, i've scored my best result so far in the exams, so maybe studying actually works.

that's a new discovery too.


now playing
always you - amber pacific

7 is the new 6

so i found out that the attachment is actually 7 weeks instead of 6. which is great.

anyway work isin't really that bad, but it does get on my nerves when i have to do night shifts, which happens like everyday.

i think i'm at a point in life where i need to have a miracle happen, so that i know i haven't wasted the past 17-and-three-quarter years of my life, and to know that there is something to live for.

the quarter-life crisis, where a lost teen gets confused about his life, and needs a miracle to guide him back on track.

at least if i know that miracles do happen, i can try praying for one in the future, when life gets hard.

no joke

"i kissed the lies, why must they be so kissable?"
summer shudder - afi

most of the time it's easier to lie. after all, no one's gonna find out anyway.

but i don't like to lie, even about small issues.

the 'lies' that i say are actually jokes in disguise, pity if you don't realise it.

boom

i tried to open a bottle of root beer with a chopper just now. i was testing it out by sliding the back of the chopper up the neck of the bottle to see if it would catch onto the bottle cap when the top half of the neck exploded off, with the cap still attached.

i still have no idea why it happened, since i wasn't even using much force, and i was using the back of the chopper. but it sure was exciting.


now playing
the dress looks nice on you - sufjan stevens

a travelling song

things i've heard during my cinematic travels

snakes on a plane:
"i've had it with these motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane!" - nigger

monster house:
"aaaaaahhhhggghhhhhhhh!!!" - random cartoon images

barnyard:
"moooooo." - dumb cows

singapore dreaming:
"zzzzzzz..." - everyone

little man:
"ahhahahaahaahahaha. ha." - everyone

the host:
"garrrr! STOMP STOMP!" - mutated tadpole

the devil wears prada:
"actually i prefer going nude." - the devil


now playing
her portrait in black - atreyu

things people say

"this guy is quite funny."
oh yes, thank you

"are you new?"
indeed

"are you alright? you look so sad."
i would be happy if you show me your tits

"where's the toilet?"
make a guess

"thank you."
you're welcome

(silence)
fuck you


now playing
...slow dance on the inside - taking back sunday

exciting

this morning, i was supposed to go into the empty cinemas, find the light switch in the dark, turn on the lights, take a temperature reading, and leave. for all 6 halls.

it wasn't a pleasant experience, in any sense of the word.


now playing
a gunshot to the head of trepidation - trivium

drip drip drip drip drip

sometimes i try to think, and find out that there's nothing to think about.

oh, stagnation...

a new thing learnt

yesterday i was told to sell a movie combo, which consists of a pair of tickets, a large drink, and a large popcorn. so basically i had to get patrons to add $6 for the drink and popcorn.

i am a hardworking person, so i asked every possible customer to buy the combo.

i realised that my tone of speech really affects the outcome of the sale.

for the first hour or so, i used a questioning tone.

something like "would you like to add another $6 to get this combo?"

and i didn't even manage to sell one, which made me depressed.

then i decided to change my tone to a more telling tone.

"how about adding another $6 for this combo?" spoken with a deeper, buy-this-because-it's-good-for-you tone.

at the end of the day, i sold 11 combos, and every one of them was through the second method. i tried alternating the tone between customers, and the first one didn't work at all.

there was this 'large' couple, whom i thought would definitely buy the combo. i was so confident that they would buy it, so i tried the first tone with them to prove myself wrong.

they didn't buy it.

so maybe maybe next time, when you want someone to do something for you, tell them to do it, instead of asking them. it worked for me, it might work for you too.

stupid people makes the world interesting

i could tell he was pissed from the look on his face. he looked very much like an unhappy homosexual who just got rejected by yet another guy. (actually it was because i left him standing alone by the side queue for quite some time, but he still looks like a sad homo)

"can i help you?"

sad homo blurts out some numbers for his booking.

"can i have your credit card?"

sad homo throws his card on the counter top.

"thank you." [sacarsm x10]

i scan the card and print his tickets.

sad homo snatches his tickets out of my hand, rolls his eyes, and stomps off to cry.


the moral of the story is, if you want to get pissed off, at least do so with some dignity. don't end up looking like a sad homo because i will just be laughing at your sad existance. and rolling your eyes is really an excellent way of letting everyone know your sexual preferences.


now playing
dying in your arms - trivium

note

1. i do not consume alcohol because i'm halal
2. i do not smoke (everything) because i hate the taste [NEW discovery]

so you see, ask me out if you wish, just don't ask me to engage in the above mentioned activities.

sex is fine.

believe it

a short story: i'm too responsible for my own good

i'm really quite a responsible person, even if you may find it quite hard to believe.

when i'm working, i feel responsible for the customers' well being, and because of this, i get very stressed when long queues form.

there are 2 choices, the first is to take my time and let them wait. after all, i don't stand to lose anything. the second is to rush so that the customers don't have to wait as long.

i choose the second one, and this causes some bit of trauma for me, especially since customers are quite stupid. they love coming in 5 minutes before a movie starts and then form long long lines to buy their tickets.

and because the movie starts in 5 minutes, i feel responsible that they customers do get their tickets before the movie starts. so then i start rushing and give myself unnecessary stress.

sometimes i look at the fellow sitting beside me, and i admire at how calm he is. then i realise that it's because he really doesn't give a shit about the customers. he chose the first choice, to take his time, since it's really not his problem.

i wonder if i should give in and just care about myself more.