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Sunday, May 25, 2008

If I had a superpower

my normal first choice would be teleportation. Because it makes my life so much more convenient.

Since last night however, my choice has changed to force lightning. You know those times when someone just disgusts you so badly and you feel like raising your hand and zapping the crap out of him? Or even a group of people. The pure energy will just flow from your fingers and lance out in all directions, while you just watch people writhe in agony with a really fucked up smile on your face.

My choice of television shows to watch are simultaeneously the best and worst things I could choose to watch. I hate watching television because most of the time you don't learn anything from watching it (yes you do learn stuff from playing games), so my selection of programmes to watch is mostly limited by that factor. Except that they also serve to depress the shit out of me.

My dog is... really adorable. And I am starting to dislike her for it. Not in a jealous sorta way, but just annoyed that I can't be evil to her. ... I can't even call Toph and 'it' now. I actually never liked the idea of pets because I hated the idea of being cooped up in a place for the rest of my life, just having to listen to what people tell you to do, eat when you're told, exercise when you're told etc. And if I hate it, it'd just be mean to do the same to an animal.

I have a scholarship interview on tuesday. I don't even know if it's a scholarship I want but as usual I'm pretty sure I care about whether I get it or not. I've never been for an interview before. Still feel like a naive kid who'd rather spend his time playing games and music.

I've always wondered whether two lonely people can ever make each other feel better. Because both have spent their entire lives away from getting close to people, such that even the attraction of being two similar entities might not be strong enough to get them to open up to each other.

At least when you're alone you know nothing will change.


Moca wrote @ 6:51 PM

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Saturday, May 17, 2008

Wins and Losses

So, so many in one day.

My Initial D card died. Honda S2000, AP1. About... 4 months of playing, and about $200 invested into it. Gone.

I guess only a few people will know how much this means to me. Or maybe only one.

I've a new dog now. I hate dogs. My dad's friend couldn't afford to keep hers in the apartment anymore, so they gave it to us. It's a golden retriever called Toffee. ... I guess it's rather well-behaved, and doesn't exhibit the annoying habits that most dogs do, like bark at random people or bite shoes or whatever (i'm keeping mine away in case though) And fine, I guess I quite like her, even though I only met her for a few minutes.

Her fur's quite nice to stroke.


Moca wrote @ 12:45 AM

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Saturday, May 10, 2008

28 Degrees

Dear Linus,

I went for a medical checkup last wednesday! I took an X-Ray of my spine and this is how it turned out:
Cool, huh.




Moca wrote @ 11:56 PM

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Sunday, May 04, 2008

That Which was Totally Irrational

So I did get it after all, which leaves me now only to decide what to do with it.

... I had this sudden realisation that because only Linus still comes here I'm effectively writing letters to him.

I shall henceforth start all subsequent entries with 'Dear Linus'




Moca wrote @ 5:21 PM

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Thursday, May 01, 2008

Fear

Apparently NUS FASS has already sent out letters to students that applied. I just got back from a night out and I havn't checked my mailbox yet. And somehow I just don't even dare to turn around. The letter (if it's there) will be right behind me, and I've been sitting here for the last 5 minutes thinking on whether or not to turn around and see if it's there. Not getting the law letter was... disappointing. It was only after I didn't get it that I realised how much I wanted it.

Ah fuck this. Turn around, dammit.

Edit : No letter. This is bad.


Moca wrote @ 2:34 AM

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