Guess what??

I'm sick of bravejournal's LOUSY design options.

Sooo..... I'm moving back to the old journal cos they have loads of better stuff now. ^^

narcissistpig.livejournal.com

Be seeing ya... 

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You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk.

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Music (hehehe...)
Theology
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You Should Get a PhD in Liberal Arts (like political science, literature, or philosophy)

You're a great thinker and a true philosopher. You'd make a talented professor or writer.

Your Power Level is: 71%

You're a very powerful person, and you know that all of your power comes from within. Keep on doing what you're doing, and you'll reach your goals.

You Are Midnight

You are more than a little eccentric, and you're apt to keep very unusual habits. Whether you're a nightowl, living in a commune, or taking a vow of silence - you like to experiment with your lifestyle. Expressing your individuality is important to you, and you often lie awake in bed thinking about the world and your place in it. You enjoy staying home, but that doesn't mean you're a hermit. You also appreciate quality time with family and close friends.

The Movie Of Your Life Is A Cult Classic

Quirky, offbeat, and even a little campy - your life appeals to a select few. But if someone's obsessed with you, look out! Your fans are downright freaky. Your best movie matches: Office Space, Showgirls, The Big Lebowski

 "I've never been a blind romantic. I've been blindsided by it (love)."

                                                                             - Sandra Bullock.

Love her.

From a short interview..

Q: Sandra, you recently married Monster Garage star Jesse James. How's it going?

Bullock: It's been a little under a year.

Q: You could still go on The Newlywed Game.

Reeves (feigning an announcer's booming voice): Celebrity Newlywed Game! Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt vs. Sandra Bullock and Jesse James! It's a showdown! It's a championship! For charity!

Bullock: Forget that. I'd take the money.

Reeves (still booming): It's not  for charity!

Bullock: When you humiliate yourself and publicly divulge it, you deserve to pocket it.

Today is a very special day.

666

But that's not the reason I'm updating.

I spent 4 days in a continuous Wake, and then 1 day at a funeral.

My uncle's corspe looked like a wax figure at Madame Tussads'....   It's not him.

Our bodies are dead. It just doesn't make us.

Now he exists only in my memories.

Reality is a veil that has gaps and tears.

And at times like ths I manage to peer though them to see our truth. 

Then I see grief and denial.

Tears, screams  and belief to go on in our lives mingle and mash together.

Like a convulted mosiac of paranoia and confusion.

It is shocking.

Well. I couldn't begin to emphatise with my aunt.  I kinda wanted to hit myself over the head for that.

Why can't I feel?

Will I ever feel that way....or am I some kind of android impassive in the passing of others?

People react differently. But I'm neither here nor there.

I'm not worried for myself.... I'm worried that I can't feel for others.

That everytime I try to put myself in other people's shoes I'm more like.....

                                                            "there is no shoe.."

An uncle of mine passed away last night.

He leaves behind his wife, (my step-paternal aunt) and 2 very young daughthers.

He was barely 40 years old.

He died of a heart attack.

No one saw it coming.

And it seems our world truly is for the living, because the first thing I think about is my aunt and her kids.

How are they going to live?

It's so sudden.

Instantaneous.

And now we have to go back to attend the funeral.

The dead are not amongst us anymore. They don't exist like we do.

And so we tend to keep death quiet. To brush it out of our conversations and lives.

Because as long as we are living.....it doesn't happen to us right?

Like ostriches sticking their heads in the sand, shutting their minds to the inevitable.

Only until someone close is quickly ripped away from you.

I feel for my aunt and cousins.

Yet I can't do much to help them through this living nightmare.

The person who wants to die should have kicked the bucket instead.

Existence isn't an act of balance or fairness.

One day I'll die too..

I've finally updated on Elljay's birthday.

We went to Jemolian's today, presumably to celebrate by getting high on booze.

It didn't exactly go to plan. 4 bottles of mixers and a can of rice beer on, Jelly and I showed no signs of buzziness at all.

That kinda sucked.....all it gave me is a hell lotta burps cos the bubbly was welll.....bubbly.

We got jem to drink some tho.....and his face turned red after half a cup of blackcurrent vodka....

Well....so much for the guys being able to hold their alcohol better than the women.

$25 down the drain. Jelly and I might as well have drunk soda.  My mum says she can smell alcohol on my breath....and I was like, "oh? I could barely even taste it..."

Hehehe...next time we are going to have to go for 12% vol. I last drank 1.5 years ago.....-_________-  Didn't know tolerance would have gone up since then. ><

Holidays have started, so perhaps due to sheer boredom I shall be posting more often. Quite some stuff have happened, mostly I was just too lazy to post it.Think I need to get my thoughts clearer. 

Well I have this linky thingy that I hope stragglers who happen upon this journal will comment upon. Please do ^^

http://kevan.org/johari?name=Yx+.....yingxia...0.o

I love you.

I love everything you stand for.

I love what you believe in.

I love your music,

your vision.

I love what makes you distinct

unique.

I love your strength ~

the tune only you dance to,

where the rest of us watch in wonder.

I love that you're you

and that it shows in your artistry.

I  love that ur craft resonates

within the hearts of ordinary people

Tori Amos.

I'm bored. Bored.

So fackin'    BOOORrrrrrEeeeeeD! 

Especially so in the face of mountains of uncompleted assignments.

Yep, that's how a yx reacts to stress. 

My mum saw a huge slimy thing crawl out from a hole in the counter a few days ago.

 It was as thick as my middle finger and longer than it too. 

The basin's been leaking for some time now and god knows how long that thing has been playing houses in there.

She reckons it's an overgrown maggot.

..........

OMFG!!!

Tell me those grotesque things CAN"T grow THAT huge!!!!! It's larger than a fricking EARTHWORM!!!!

Woohoo!

Finally something to update about ^^

My family and I went on a balloon today. 0.o

It was Fun...it was grEaT! It was w0NderfuL *distant yells at the back*

Nah, actually it was kinda lame. It was one of those xeon-lighter-than-air balloons attached to ropes and a doughnut shaped basket underneath it, attached to ropes that slowly unwind so it float up. ><

Paid around $71 for 2 adults and a kid and we didn't even get hot air.  <- lousy pun.

So school, is currently... a kooky nightmare. Ah well back to the old ways. "huh, we have 3 essays and 2 tutorials due for BIO??!??!?!?!? TODAY! *gulps* ....."which 3?"

I tend to say stuff along those lines way too often. 

-____________________-

Then we went to Beach Road to get diving shoes for Redang in June. And my parents got kiasu and decided to get my OBS stuff too, since we're there anyway. So I currently have a yoga mat (don't ask), 2 tubes of funky-smelling army-strength insect repellant and a torchlight that will give you compound vision if I shine it in your eyes.  .....0.o

I also ate this black sesame paste with yummy riceballs. Those things are like kinder surprise I tell ya, you never know what the next yummy filling is inside. =D

All in all, a more interesting and enjoyable day than most. Oh goody.

And now the weekend's OVER!!!!!!!!