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Written on: Monday, July 06, 2009
From the name, you geniuses can probably guess I just watched Transformers 2. By just I mean... six hours ago. Shit, time flew. Aaaaanyway, I've got stuff to say, mostly directed at some of my male friends who get all excited at the mention of a certain actress' name. Ok lah she's hot and all but come ON at some points she DID look like what I said to you she looked like! But well done to Michael Bay for squeezing as much as he could out of her (God that sounded so wrong) for sex appeal. I bet half the guys at the cinema were there cos of her; ask them later which Decepticon they found the coolest and they may well just go 'Huh what Diseporn? Huh? Contraceptive?'. All that slowmo and her pointing her ass to the camera was really unnecessary lah. I'm saying this mainly because I was sitting beside Fahim and in his usual style, would turn around and EEEEEEE at my face at all the EEEEEE scenes. At least Fauzan's grown up ah, cool about everything, muka maintain jer. But then I'll take advantage of his coolness and tease him instead, so we all have a good time in the end. Ok then let Megan Fox and any other hot actress keep doing these kinda things next time.Time: 2:47 AM Oh but my Mom didn't really enjoy the movie, said the plot was kinda rubbishy and stuff. Well yeah kinda cos its a really AAAAHHHH!!! WARRRR!!! movie, so if you think you could be my Mom, don't watch the movie. I'm really very helpful, you're welcome. Speaking of Fahim; got himself a new blog, CakeFuel. I wanted to quote his post on 'how to be a good blogger' but I decided it best for YOU to go there yourself, pemalas. Now I'll just create a lot of hype so by the time- oh you clicked the link first. Oh, um, well uh, ok then. Fine. I can't wait to finally FINALLY start reading like crazy. When was the last time I did that, anyway? I've found lotsa good books hidden in the library and I can't wait to resume where I left off; I have this thing for leaving things half-done, like this par And like I sometimes do, I will now proceed to dispense advice because I really am quite smart sometimes, though I'm not nearly as convinced as much as I say it. HAH take that, you. Alright, amazing advice starts here; please keep in mind that you may disagree with me, may find me arrogant (I must remind you again that I hate this and I try my best not to be an it), stupid, humorous, shallow or overly ambitious. From the deepest depths of my soul, with unmatched sincerity, I kindly want you to know that I don't really give a shit. Well! That wasn't too bad now, wasn't it? Though really unncessary, haha, I just felt like it. Stop giving up when things get hard, push yourself to think. THINK. Nothing is above you if you try, so don't look for an easy way out. Everything is possible if only because you want it to be. That occured to me while studying quantum physics, the whole thing about tunnelling and all. If you stop trying and stop pushing, you'll end up a dumbass. NEXT! In my supremely momentary episodes of authentic confidence and self-security, I unabashedly notice that some people try and imitate me in some of the things I do, consciously or not. While I acknowledge that it really is cool being me (there you go, one of those embarassing episodes again, my apologies), and that I'm really cool (ahh, not again...), you need to watch yourself. Some things only I can do, and some things no one can do. Some things need a limit, or originality, so while its really cool to have people imitate you, it can get really annoying. Go ahead and be yourself, maybe you're not so pathetic after all. Oh God what's wrong with me. Let's rephrase that entire paragraph, then: Hello, friends! We're all cool and its all fun! There, that's better. I just read a Ladybug version of Dracula... yes the illustrated, condensed editions intended for children. At the end of the book was a list of 'timeless classics'. I pondered over the list, and wondered just why these tales were so powerful. To me, its because each of them explored a certain curious theme with great depth, yet can be retold in much simplicity while retaining the original flavour and message of the story. That said, it means every waking hour means a smaller chance that I get to write a timeless classic, for I believe there are only so few main themes that can be explored in such a manner. The longer I take the higher the chance that someone else writes that story. Hahahah I sound so crazy, don't I? That's just the way I like it heh. I gotta keep the story simple, original, appealing. Sounds really easy when written like that. AW COME ONNNN. AH! I was supposed to insult myself for a stupid mistake. Ok confession time: for a very STUPID reason that still escapes me, I confused Planck's constant with the permeability of free space. Let me illustrate this to you so you can further understand my STUPIDITY. Planck's constant: h = 6.63 x 10^-34 μ0 = 4π x 10^-7 HOW. DID. I. CONFUSE. h. WITH. MEW NOUGHT. The best part is, the first time I had to use h in the paper, I wrote 4 pi times ten to the power minus... hmm, seven? SO, I flipped to the formula list, looked for 4 pi and then ah! Yes it is seven; without looking at the name of the DAMN CONSTANT. BESTEST PART! I paused midway, wondering why h wasn't so small; I remembered it was damn small (kan to the power minus 34). Then I went Oh WELL, and carried on. This was the same kinda shit I occasionally did while revising quantum, which by the way, I found a lot of fun. I FOUND STUDYING A LOT OF FUN DAMMIT. SO WHY DID I HAVE TO SPOIL EVERYTHING WITH THEEEEESE STUPID MISTAKES. THEEEEEEESE BECAUSE THEY'RE ALL. OVER. MY. FKING. PAPER. FAWAZ!!! YOU BLOODY CHODE! Now that everyone knows how stupid it is (already I don't have the grades to prove otherwise, bravo), I will twist everything right round and declare that this is no setback! Just a minor bump in the road; I'll keep studying, hopefully get smart, and do well for the bloody examinations. YEAH RIGHT UNFAZED. Hwalao just as things were starting to look a wee bit better... K nevermind I'll get over it soon enough, maybe once I get the paper back and get to explain to my physics tutor (who's been very patient and encouraged me a lot, by the way. Maybe she doesn't know it but I don't wanna let her down, I feel I this to her) that I was momentarily severely mentally handicapped, or something to that effect, then I'll prove my recovery by being hardworking. One thing's for sure, I can't do this alone, I'm a mess when it comes to working by myself. The good thing is that with school I'll be occupied, and surrounded by fking muggers. Fking muggers. Best part is, I think some of my close friends are really really gonna start now, not like last time ah (ok ah study in school. Then we end up wasting some time, or we cancel in the end. HEH. That was me LOL), so I'll have some form of, eh, motivation? Honestly if someone would tell me what to do I'd do it, I swear I've got little direction in this, for so many reasons, I just need some prodding. Anything else and I've got it all covered, maybe because for that to work I must really want what I'm heading for. Yeah, again I'll say, I can't give a rat's ass about my A levels. I'm doing this for my parents and the people who love me, and just because this is the last chance I'll probably ever get to prove that I'm smart. At least not stupid, like how I feel now. Maybe this can be something like advice! Potently wise words, then: when everyone else around you is gauging so many things through grades, you can't help but feel left out when you've got nothing to show. Who cares if you're talented; people may be amused, but it'd be quite hard to take full sail on your dreams alone, too few people care for that. In the end you're forced onto the bandwagon, and as long as you don't keep up with the rest, they'll jostle and trample all over you to get to the front, and when the front's taken up you'll be left hanging on for dear life, all the way at the back end. The backside. The ass. You're a piece of shit threatening to fall out of the anus, but the weird and horrible thing is that you'll be forced back in anyway. Yech where the hell did that end up, God, I've really outdone myself this time. I feel like I'm losing vocal range and control, I think I'm getting fatter, I could be shrinking, I'm not getting proper sleep, I'm really nocturnal. I'm really happy hahahahha, no, seriously. Everything that happens to me is pure bliss, aren't new experiences fun? For some reason, I'm beginning to think I've forgotten how to worry my ass off, panic, or get uncontrollably mad. 3:32, see whaddamean! Time to do something really useful before I hit the sack. Hello, Watch my heart melt |
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