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Monday, November 26, 2007
Landslide
I feel that all the... relationships I've been struggling to build over the last 2 years are slowly crumbling all around me now, like as if A levels were the adhesive that held them together and now everything's just falling apart.
My average gaming time over the last week has been less than during the A levels - I actually went to work and got paid yesterday. And also finished Heroes Season 1, which was pretty nice, I suppose. I love sci-fi stuff.
Moca wrote @ 4:20 PM
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Thursday, November 22, 2007
Racism
There are things that black people do well, like rapping, and there are thing that Chinese people do well like... okay I can't think of anything off hand, but I'm sure there's something.
The point is, black people don't try to do things that Chinese people do, so stop trying to do the same. Please. You are not black. You cannot rap. Don't make a fool of yourself. I know it's cool, so if you really can't help it do it at home. Or in front of your friends. Not on national television.
Word?
Moca wrote @ 11:09 AM
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It Never Gets Easier
I was on the point of crying at her, 'Don't you hear them?' The dusk was repeating them in a persistent whisper all around us, in a whisper that seemed to swell menacingly like the first whisper of a rising wind.
You could never have told, but As have ended. Now the daily task comes of forcing myself not to waste this month away and do something with my life, for once.
It's always nice to feel needed by someone.
There can be miracles whether you believe or not.
I believe that deep down what people want more than love sometimes is appreciation for their efforts. Love seems... too much to ask for, from others. (Trying to lower my expectations of other people here) But I suppose even that requires effort on your part, you can't cower under your blankets every day and yet complain that nobody appreciates you. Shelve your pride, or gain some, whichever's the solution to your problem.
And you would think that the number of times I've been through this, it'd have gotten easier to deal with. Feels as though each time hits in even harder though. Sometimes I have too high expectations of people. This time I feel maybe I have too high expectations of God. Does that even make sense? Dad used to say a long time ago that Mom getting cancer was a somewhat... roundabout way of God bringing the family together, and bringing us closer to Him. Something like... tough love. I suppose it worked for them. I have no idea how He can bear to though.
A long long time ago when i used to read the Bible I used to find Job the most problematic book. Here's a man who's been good and faithful, and God throws all sorts of crap onto the man TO PROVE THE POINT? that a good faithful man can take all that punishment, and yet not blame God, because he's supposed to not understand God's methods. In that story God didn't seem to have any methods other than to prove a point?
Oddly enough if things like that happened to me I doubt I'd blame God, I'm not really in the habit of putting blame on others. Blame is something you joke about after something went wrong, a pretty much irrelevant concept because it doesn't change the situation you're in.
England just conceded 2 goals in the first 15 minutes. This is a nice omen.
Update : England lost 2-3 in the end. )=
So in the end I suppose the question is : What are you trying to prove?
Moca wrote @ 3:50 AM
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Sunday, November 18, 2007
Happy Belated Blog Rape Day!
Hey I realised today that it's been more than a year since Blog Rape Day <-- henceforth the official term for October 27th.
I wish I had put my email on the blog, just so I could receive all the wonderful hate mail that came from... all those people who had nothing better to do on a friday afternoon, and repost them up for the perusal of others. Seems to me that they'dve torn anything down at that point. Hell I could probably have posted the same things and nobody would have noticed the difference.
Moca wrote @ 11:25 PM
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If Only
No fool ever made a bargain for his soul with the devil: the fool is too much of a fool, or the devil too much of a devil - i don't know which.
- Heart of Darkness
Moca wrote @ 7:14 PM
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Thursday, November 15, 2007
Courage
Contrary to popular belief, the movie 300 was not a show about courage, it was a show about manliness.
I just read an article about some security guard at some match who grabbed a home-made grenade thrown by some fan with his fist and covered it with his body to protect the explosion from hurting anyone else. He lost like... 2 fingers from the act.
Maybe it's because I'm in a good mood today, but that felt to be the most unbelievably brave thing I've ever seen/heard someone do in a really really long time.
Moca wrote @ 10:07 AM
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Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Shifted
I hereby place all the blame on the RJC Economics department, for not being able to spot questions as artfully as the rest of their colleagues.
Noob?
Moca wrote @ 7:10 PM
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Monday, November 12, 2007
Welcome to Incredible Crisis.
An hour and a half in the afternoon, but I have finally finished playing Incredible Crisis! Which, for the uninformed, is simply the most retarded game ever created, and proves that Japanese stupidity is incredibly hilarious.
Somehow, tomorrow doesn't really constitute much of a crisis. Maybe Simon Quek knows, which is why he doesn't really seem to give a shit about me. Then again I'm pretty much used to the feeling.
Moca wrote @ 8:18 PM
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Sunday, November 11, 2007
Heart of the Engineer
Sounds cool, doesn't it.
It all seems such a lie, these last few days. Trying so hard for something that I always thought I had.
No, to be honest I knew I never had it. Just managed to make myself (and others?) believe so. Actually I don't think anyone was convinced. The easiest person to lie to is always yourself.
Now I realise how Artemis Entreri must have felt in Menzoberranzan.
I realise I like to open and close my hands alot these few days. Something I started because my fingers were getting stiff from all the... fingery things I did. Now it just seems that I'm constantly grasping at something that's not there.
Does it even exist?
It must be so nice to be grounded in certainty. In Science. In Maths. Even in God. Things that don't change no matter what happens.
Water, Air, Fire, Earth. In order of personal preference.
Moca wrote @ 5:46 PM
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Thursday, November 08, 2007
Go for Broke.
... The pun in the title only occured to me as i typed it.
My table seems rather bare now, without maths or KI notes to clutter it. (I don't have econs notes zomg)
Doing essay outlines makes you feel really unproductive, and makes you feel further and further away from that A. Maybe I should stop!
Here's to having really really messed up dreams at night.
Moca wrote @ 7:41 PM
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Friday, November 02, 2007
Great Success!
I would like to mark this day as the first time that I have completed a maths paper since my PSLE paper. Ownz.
Also I brought a pencilcase to school for the first time in my JC life. Yay!
... My only complaint about the paper today was the loci question. Anti-climatic shit. 2 days spent grinding my loci skillz and in the end all i need to draw is a damn circle.
Moca wrote @ 11:15 PM
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