Well, still can't sleep at all, bags under my eyes, the usual... Ever since I found my which was once lost file, I figured why not get a hold of my life seeing as its spiraling out of control in some weird vicious cycle.

Hell walking through the fairly desolated streets of town, I figured I'd get a job rather than walking aimlessly going nowhere or star bucks, lol. Yeah, its either starbucks with my lappie or just hanging around music stores.

I miss the good ol' days when I can ditch school anytime I want... Well it all ended until some retard ratted me out. Still don't know who the hell he is. But he better stay hidden though. So it all started when I got really tired of school and was wondering whether I should get off at the bus stop near the school or just stay and head to town. So beforehand I packed clothes as I don't wanna look like a tard wearing my school uniform. It sucks enough. Then I managed to find my ATM card (thank god!) which was in the Doritos bag (lol!). It got kinda disgusting since it has been living with mushy doritos for quite a while now. Then I headed to town. Headed to the nearest "mall" (wouldnt really call it a mall if compared to an average Malaysian/Singaporean one), withdrew cash and changed. Then I watched movies, played at the xbox live gaming centre, went to the part of town not fucked up by retarded people calling themselves 'gangstas'. The more art-like poshy part with a few snobby rich old people calling me a hippie due to my long hair... (rude much?). Then it got pretty fun from there. Beats the hell out of going to school anyways. So I continued this on irregular intervals (obviously...) like maybe ditch on monday, then friday etc etc. Just paired em up so that it doesnt look that suspicious. Then when I got really into it, it was a week before the 2 week Halloween break, I decided to give myself an extra week off =. =" Yes, 1 whole week of no school. But then they're bound to catch me some time. Eventualy they did. One morning, was like 3 days before the break ended, mom woke me up screaming and stuff, asked me why I didnt go to school etc etc. I just kept quiet and the whole thing blew over. Now 4 weeks I havent ditched school... Yet.

Its always at this hour, 1am-4am where I bother to post seeing as all my friends are asleep and peepos in Singapore/Malaysia are at school and what not. So I might as well blog eh?

So the day before, school was pretty sweet. Free classes, teachers still not done marking tests, etc etc. What we pretty much did was recap on what happened on the past year. Sadly Nicky was new sooo, he couldn't say much during the discussion, lol. So far, highlights are: Weirdo Talking to Trees, me getting caught for blowing off class, and thats pretty much it. And yes, apparently we caught some dude talking to a pile of branches... Heres what he said while he PATTED it "It's gonna be ok...." So Al just went closer and vidded it on his phone, uploaded it on Youtube. Can't find the link but that was just plain hilarious. Weirdo humor.. The best there is...
Geez, January already. Not too long till its June, then the summer exams, then the summer holidays in Singapore!!!!! WOOT! As exciting as it may sound, the amount of double classes of maths and business studies seem to make me sick.

My dad wants me to get a job since I have been depleting by funds like shit these few weeks. I'm thinking hell how hard can that be. I'ma nerd, easy to get a comp job somewhere... Might teach these people a few things or two. Teach what? Many, many things. All my previous visits to PC World, I got pretty bored searching for the items and I asked the dude to help me think of a good PC build. Even though I already got one in mind, I figured I'd ask his opinion. Then he starts talking about RAM and the screen and the memory, then I was like WDF, dude do you actualy know what you're talking about? He keeps quiet, walks away and gets another to help. Same thing with that guy, but this time, they called the manager, the manager doesnt know and then they called headquarters, only then they knew... And the whole thing took approx. an hour =. =". They should actualy hire QUALIFIED workers to do things like that, a.k.a, ME! lol.

Now I'm typing out my CV which is to be sent to the store and they're gonna do reviews or whatnot then who knows I might get a pretty sweet job.

Ciao

Insomnia, ain't too fun when you don't have much to do to entertain yourself. 1.01am, still awake typing. So i figured I'ma blog. I'm staying away from alcohol so thats a good start. This is just probably the withdrawal for not consuming any in a fairly long period. Just something minor and it'll just blow off sometime soon... I hope. Or at least it will blow off before it starts to effect my already plummeting academic life.

Hell I got a haircut earlier. Mom made me so now its really short and crappy. The long hair kinda defined me really. Gives this skater/punk/rocker/emo kinda combination. Now its gone, I just look like a retard o.O

While browsing through my various files looking for a good movie to watch, I didn't notice my sharing folder had anything in it at all seeing as I usually decline suspicious requests. So this was Wan's sharing folder. There was a vid in it. Opened it. Then it was Iqbal and Qinx in class. So I was like, awww, as I havent seen the class in quite a while and reaaaaaly miss em. Then Wan and the girls did this lil piece of Avril Lavigne's, When You're Gone. Was pretty awesome getting to see the class. Too bad ain't real life though. A few thousand miles away from home, bored and really nothing to do...

So I got some of the results back. Some were more than I expected and some were pretty crappy. Technology was a pretty ok 77, but I cant remember the other crap though. Nothing too interesting is happening In my life now so don't expect much.

Well I've been meaning to blog about the new year so here goes. Its amazing how fast time flies, or maybe it just looks that way because you're looking back from the present. The first few weeks I arrived here, I actually thought I was gonna die of boredom. I remember the long hours sitting upside down on the sofa watching cheesy British television (mind you, VERY cheesy), attempting to hack a neighbours wireless connection (since I didnt have internet yet) and reading a book (yes i read a book, and no it wasnt a phamphlet or a magazine). And I also remembered sitting through those boring double period business and maths classes. Looking back at that, lifes pretty fast and we spend most of it waiting. Think about it, waiting for a bus, waiting for the bus to get to a destination. I estimate we spend 70% of our lives waiting and the other 30% actualy doing something. We may live long, but not that long. 70% of our entire time conscious. A lot of things can be done with those wasted hours yet no one does anything. Like many other opinions posted on the net, I'm just another really small voice that will eventualy die out.

It's also funny how one stray thought can lead to another and it goes on till you hit a really fond child memory. This usualy happens during class normally through a visual stimuli. Then you focus on that object, then you just drift off. Things forgotten or lost in your head will miraculously come back.

Most of what I write in my posts is sooo not what I think to write beforehand. Its just some messed up shit I can memorize of what i thought. Well I'ma go find something to do

Ciao.

So the past few days I've been going to parties ever since Christmas Eve and I just can't help downing a shot or two... or a good few of tequila or some other concocted mix of spirits and other beverages just for the fun of it. Obviously I got drunk and things were fairly blurry but all I knew was that I was having fun.

So, nothing really fun, new or interesting happened since 2 days ago. Went to this family's place which was passed down for a few generations. Its where my mom works at. The place was like "HOLY CRAP" seeing as it was those mini castle thingies which were pretty cool. Didn't take a pic... Why? Crappy phone, bad lighting, do the math.

So hanging out with the peeps, they call these people the "D-4"s. AkA, Dublin 4's. Dublin 4 is an area code or postal code where the rich people live. Or posh as they call them. I don't usually generalize and I'm glad I don't. They dub them the D4's due to bad experiences with really snobby rich kids that are just too materialistic up to the point that you just wanna stab em with a frickin pencil!

But that aside, these people are really nice. The dude is friendly, and that chick. Utterly hot and not as ignorant as the average person in Dublin, in-fact, really smart and able to carry out a proper conversation without using the VERY cheesy slang and also doesn't dress up like retards (the ones I see everyday, tracksuit wearing, heavily "blinged out" white red necks). I actually liked this girl. Since girls like these are a reaaally small minority and its not everyday I come across one (like once every 2 months or so), so lets just say I "forgot" to ask her for her number or somethin so that was a bummer. Another chance missed.


Getting fairly drunk is a period of bliss when my mind isn't really in overdrive and I get this sweet blankness. My fairly large vocabulary isn't serving me well right now (As always), especially when writing posts on this thing.

Another all-nighter I pulled off though I'm still sick. I'll just grab a drink and turn in for now.
Merry (belated) Christmas and a (belated) Happy New Year!