in dire dire dire need of excitement.

Boundaries

its not about where you draw them, but how you define them.

We Are The Workers

do as we will, run up the hill,
we are only the men of men.

how can we change, this system we are in,
there's no room for freedom, no space within.

we can enter this darkness, your hand in mine,
knowing we're servants of a greater design.

we'll count down till the end, it will come,
let us find out what we have become.

yes, sir.

Hello everyone.

If you have any spoiled electronics that you are considering throwing away, please feel free to donate to me.

If you have really atas spoilt electronics that you are considering throwing away, please feel free to sell to me.

Thank you (:

Fluff

TV is the ultimate form of escapism. it can give you everything that your life cannot.

TV can let you be happy. it allows you to dream of better places, of better people, of better opportunities, of a better life, if only what if? if happiness is a mental construct, then TV is the ultimate god. you can be anything you want and more, if only you find the right show to watch.

TV can let you be sad. Not everyone's life is sad. Some people have it good. but everyone needs that emotional release, to feel sad for something or someone. i believe sadness is a basic human instinct. its best to feel sad for something or someone so you dont feel sad for yourself.

TV can let you be smart. Watching dumb people makes you feel smart. watching smart people makes you feel smarter.

Lets face it, life sucks. it tends to be that way. its comforting to believe that, somewhere somehow, there's someone who's life sucks more than yours. everything else is just fluff.

When Stressed,

Make Lists.

Liberation

everyone needs something to feel liberated. to feel that the word is a good place. to feel comfortable, whether or not in his or her own skin. everyone needs something. it is not just a dream. it is the dream. the dream of everything.

Lady Luck

and now my $170 jeans are missing. what the fuck is wrong with my life?

Insomia

last night was bad. could not sleep. tossed around in bed for almost an hour.

thinking about tower defense.

-.-

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i reckon my blog needs a new direction. lately its become too stagnant, too pointless. i dont pour my heart out, i dont blog about how my day went. i just blog because well, i dont know.

so, time for fun stuff!

THESE are like, the coolest headphones ever! am going to buy a pair as soon as i feel the need to make myself happy.

because it will never end

i cant believe people put up with my rubbish.

Mobile Air Mouse

wow this is way too cool. i cant believe i'm controlling my macbook entirely from my ipod. heck, this whole post is typed directly from my ipod, but posted with my macbook. This is ridiculously cool.

Placebo :(

Eating honey stars for dinner at 1.30am, blogging on my ipod touch, on a thur. Wowee.

SEE BELOW

I AM SIAN.

Because i'm stuck in singapore,

T in the park what the fuck.

All falling into place

everything must, and everything will. that is the comfort that i build my life upon. everything must eventually make sense, based on the assumption that everything happens for a reason. there will be a rational explanation, because people are ultimately rational, with discernible motivations and desires. because i want everything to make sense. because then the world is a much easier place to tread upon. because if everything means something, then one doesnt have to worry about things they cannot understand. then there will no longer be an mysteries. the magic of not knowing will be no more.

the only two shows that have captured my imagination so far is house and chuck. and well, once i really think about it, yes, it makes perhaps sense. it always does.

Today i fell asleep in the train and embarrassed myself.

yes, lets not talk about our feelings.

i have lost the sense of wonder. nothing fascinates me anymore. life is duller than jabba the hutt. the routine is killing me. the endless cycle of waking up when the world is still asleep, working, working, working. i'm nowhere near ready to start working.

i'm learning more and more about myself. and about who i want other people to see me to be. obviously that sentence was so grammatically incorrect. its all about appearances. there's no running away from that, if not one would be living in self-denial. deny oneself, and deny all else.

there's nothing exciting anymore, especially in this loneliness.

Silent scream for help

i'm probably thinking too much and too deep into it.

but i realise that i need to accept the fact that everyone is different than me. and i'm not going to find people of similar wavelengths. its time to dive into the depths of my own weirdness, and command the circus that is in my head.

Building

i am often jealous of people who can write well. it is a joy, reading a piece of writing, perhaps about nothing at all, and yet it still makes you smile. that's good writing for me. it brings colour to an otherwise dull bunch of words. and lets face it, that's boring. black and white, over and over again. the world should be a more beautiful place, and not filled with cynical fools such as myself.

no, i am not having an existential crisis.

i guess i just want an avenue away from all the work. work is drowning me in a sea of responsibility and frustration. i miss the comforts of freedom. i'm twenty. and i feel old, only because i'm not having any fun. everyone's moving on, and i'm still stuck here waiting for december to come.

there are so many things i want to do. so many things.

cutting up the edges, creasing all the pages.

who's tearing apart this paper universe?

twenty.

oh dear.

happy birthday to me

BEST NIGHT EVER

Ecstatic Fantastic

MUSE IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS

Pointless

lets face it. blogging, journalling, memories, i have not enough time. either i'm too busy, or i'm too tired from being too busy.

i dont even know what to blog about. nothing that happens in my life is particularly interesting. i'm a bore.

oh, today i spent 2 hours looking through the classified ads. what the hell right. when i grow up, i will work hard so that i can make enough money to make myself (and my family and etc etc) happy. at the end of the day it still all comes down to money. sigh.

this is so pointless.

awesome

freaking epic. prob the only band who could get away with retarded shit like this.

3. Exogenesis: Symphony, Pt. 3: Redemption (3,70): Hauntingly beautiful, but sometimes criticised as disappointing and not coherent enough, Redemption has to settle for bronze. But it has the most important message on the album. Once it ends, press repeat and lets start over.

Muselive :D

no more juliet

oh dear. the mtv for resistance is disappointingly poor.

WOW

Foo Fighters live @ wembley, 2008

a ridiculously awesome gig. i am blown away.

2141

avatar is essentially a very cool and futuristic disney movie.

IN 3-D!

Only 16 dollars

beware, about to venture into baking.

hellos

y halo there 2010.

y HALOEEE THEREEEE FEB 3