Final hours
here i lay
on my bed
thinking of tomorrow
if i pass
then i will
turn into hot coco.
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Doesn’t make sense huh? Neither did my life. No more math? it sucks. I kinda grew attached to it, without the whole “pass exam or fail your entire life” thing though. Well the ironic thing is that after my math exam’s over, i’d be busier then ever. With projects, design competition, paying jobs, and more studying (for poly this time though). Wow glad i had my busy schedule back :/ Geez!
Anyway i saw this girl at tampines mall today, shes hot man. Great smile, hot body, great face. She’s perfect, i’m so going to get her number when i have enough guts to do so.
Oh yeah her name’s macbook pro btw 
Video 8 handycam
I managed to find one of this old babies while talking to my mom one late night. Cool eh, it actually runs on Video 8 format, super retro can, if you don’t know what are Video 8s, its the same format that Royston tan used for his short film “Mother”.
The mechanisms were pretty straight to the point for the old camera, like for example a locking of a button simply involves sliding a cap over the button. But other then that, almost everything you have currently is there, white balancing, focusing, contrast etc etc.
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Oh yeah,
Well i wanted to talk about something that involves children nowadays doing the bidding of their parents too much. Not in the old fashion manner of who’s doing the dishes tonight but in a case of what kind of occupations the child is to pursue.
Nowadays, old fashioned parents are aiming their child to go into business due to them thinking that business is huge, if you’re going business, you’re bound to have a job. What parents don’t really understand is that sometimes, its not just for the sake of filling up a golden rice bowl; but for the pure sake of passion for that subject of interest.
Heard the saying “If one has passion, give him a lump of soil and he will deliver you diamond”? Well of course you have not, i just made it up. Note it down, its going to get famous. When you have a passion for something, no matter how terrible you are, you are bound to improve leaps and bounds as you really like doing it; of course you would have to be hardworking as well, physical movements of the mouth stating “i can do it, i can do it” won’t help much if the hands and feet are shackled to the master bed room.
Parents shouldn’t obstruct that much; of course if your child starts telling you that he wants to be a professional stripper, you might want to bring her down and smack her to kingdom come, but for children that want to venture into the arts, its ok, seriously. The arts do generate revenue if you understand how to do it. Yes you would be deemed a commercial artist but hey, money while doing what you love VS no money while doing what you love. You choose. I personally prefer the life where i drive limousine cause i own them, not because i had to part time as a chauffeur cause my art organisation isn’t making me enough money.
Last word of advise, it doesn’t really matter what you want to do in life and how you want to do it, but if that really is your passion, be the best in it.
Paper one mood
Someone misplaced my protractor without me knowing. It really fucks me up when i know the question but i can’t do it. I’ve never really tried that hard before. Now i know why people cry when they fail, when they really tried their best. the feeling sucks.
I’m not going to let this bring me down though. People who succeed are people who are able to get right back up. This is not over 
Understanding
After working on my math for sometime, i manage to eliminate something that i had trouble with for 7 years. That all, in 1 month. It isn’t really that hard if you put your mind into it.
I don’t like weaknesses. I don’t like depending on someone else to get things done because most of the time, it really isn’t the expectation that i desire.
Now lets see, what else should i work on, well Chinese is something big, I would have to use chinese when i communicate with my business partners from china and taiwan. I’ve always hated my C6 English grade because i know my English is probably better than half of my cohort. How about photoshopping skills? I would have to design my company logo and posters right, video editing, to create the teasers. Theatre management and their roles, nothing to do with my job but understand them will help me with dealing with people from the arts; be it practitionals or art managers.
I’m eliminating my weakness one by one till there is none. Till i am the best of the best. Pretty arrogant huh? I don’t think so. Because you can only be the best if you think you can be the best
On the side note: What did one angle of a triangle say to the other one?
Answer: hey there, you’re acute angle!
Hah ok sorry too much math kills my humour cells
I’m planning to pull off a prison break on my O’level math papers
i’m going to tattoo myself with math formulas which look like normal tattoos. Then during the exam. i lift up my shirt and there would be the multiplication table, in the shape of a lor han tank, so it looks like the lor han is picking 4d numbers. Hah what do you guys think of that?
Polyclinics
Today was my virgin visit to the Tampines Polyclinic, yes i’ve never been to one in my 19 years of life, not because i am rich but i because i never knew they existed. My idea of polyclinic was the general private clinics that i go to when i’m sick.
Well the 4 hour wait will ward me off that place for months at least, its lucky there were eye candies among the land of the living dead.
Well why did i go to a polyclinic then? I went there to get a X-ray done on my lungs as i had been receiving sharp pains in the chest recently. As usual the doctor said that there was nothing wrong with my lungs as indicated in the X-ray and that i must have exerted myself during some exercise. That it could have been the rib cages bruising my lungs.
I got some prescriptions for muscles relaxants too. This sucks, i thought i was going to die or something, at least if i have cancer, i know that was the reason i have been experiencing those pains, but now i don’t even know the cause. Well at least if i die, i could prepare a PPT slide that i can show to the world, woot i can even link my FYP project to myself! Look at the good side of that!
Well aside from the X-ray nonsense, i managed to find out that they had mammograms at the polyclinic. Well those who don’t know what that is, its something like, doctors fiddling with your breasts and determine if you are going to be a tit less when you come out.
I read about how the doctors perform mammograms in one of the magazine in the shelf as it was utter boring (it was a bloody 2004 copy of life magazine), and i found out that there are actual man who desert their wives once they found out that they have breast cancer. That sucks for the women i bet.
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Well at least there would be a kind of man who adores a women with only one tit…
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A man with only one hand.
*cough*
Dead fat man
990lb man Jose Luis Garza dies after bedroom rescue drama
A vastly overweight Mexican man was pronounced dead on arrival at hospital after emergency workers were forced to demolish his bedroom wall to take him for treatment.
Jose Luis Garza, 47, weighed 992lb (450kg) and had been bedridden for four months. His condition deteriorated at the weekend as he struggled to breathe and eat, and he lost his battle for life as he was driven to hospital on the back of a friend’s lorry
Mr Garza lived in Juarez in northern Mexico and was a friend of Manuel Uribe, the world’s fattest man and a fellow Mexican who lived about one hour away in Monterrey.
Mr Garza had said that his overeating became out of control after the deaths of both his parents within two weeks of each other at the start of this year. He was inspired by Mr Uribe — whose record weight of 1,235lb earned him a place in the 2007 Guinness World Records — to follow his lead in going on television to plead for help in tackling his weight problem.
Mr Uribe reportedly tried to help Mr Garza by sending him kiwis, grapefruit, pears and a protein supplement.
Family members blamed healthworkers for failing to take Mr Garza to hospital before he became critically ill. “if he had received support at the time he asked for it, he would still be with us,” said his brother, Pedro Garza.
Healthworkers said that there was little they could do. “The attention he would have received at a hospital would have been the same he received at home,” said Julio Cesar Cano, spokesman for the Nuevo Leon state health department. “Moving a patient of that magnitude is very difficult.”
About 150 friends and family waited for more than four hours at a cemetery in the Monterrey suburb of Guadalupe while carpenters built a special coffin for Mr Garza’s burial.
“The family wanted to cremate him but there wasn’t an adequate oven for someone his size,” Maribel Cantu, a funeral home worker, said. “He is the biggest man we have buried.”
Mr Uribe announced last week that he was to marry his long-term girlfriend Claudia Solis in a civil ceremony this month, after slimming down to around 41stone (571lb) from his peak weight in 2006, when he tipped the scales at 94 stone.
A former car spares dealer, Mr Uribe has been bedridden since 2001. He drew worldwide attention when he pleaded for help on television in January 2006. Afterwards, Italian and Spanish doctors visited and offered him gastric bypass surgery, but Mr Uribe chose instead to accept help from Mexican nutritionists working with the Zone diet. He said he would stick to that diet until he reached his goal weight of 18st.
The television programme, World’s Heaviest Man, detailed his battles to lose weight and his housebound life.
He has said that he plans to launch the Manuel Uribe Foundation to educate Mexican people about nutrition, to combat obesity problems. He has asked Guinness World Records to certify in July 2008, his second title: “The world’s greatest loser of weight.”
Source: http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/us_and_americas/article4906188.ece
No fredrik, you’re not going to make a fat joke out of this would you? After all this man never really did manage to be involved in an actual relationship, both of his parents are dead, and he was so big that the hospital opp-ed for him to stay bed ridden at his very home.
Ermmm…
Your mama so fat, they had to customise a coffin for her!
yeah i went there.
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Why am i up at 3am in the morning when i have school tomorrow and an FYP project to spearhead after the dreaded school hours? Well apparently i manage to be stupified by online gimmicks to download one of the “keygen”s to the Dreamweaver software. Well apparently, too, it turned out to be an annoying adware that prompts me to download a (copy of an) antivirus. Well i’m not that stupid of course.
So reluctant to rely on our fellow RP IT help-desk ‘experts’, i tried to figure it out myself.
First i tried to get the Source code via Hijackthis. It really is a useful tool, as it digs out the source code of your computer and places it in something called a logfile.
It does not remove your virus though, it allows people who are experienced to note what is running in their computer and to fix such disturbances to the computer system.
Someone like Kelvin would be the one you should be looking for, but since i am no expert, i left it up to the peeps at geek IT forums to figure it out.
Well it didn’t seem to work and i needed a fast solution, so i decided to install the trial version of Kaspersky’s internet security package. One of the best antiviruses in the world should be able to help me in such crisis yeah? Wrong.
It crashed on me.
Luckily though with an intelligent mind, i managed to remember the (system restore) trick before my brain dries off from over experimentation with software. Now its back to normal, hope nothing goes wrong in the future though.
If only i had a Mac, then i won’t have to worry about the billions of viruses in the intranet *hint hint* *cough*24th July*cough*
I have to say that i actually like doing coding and stuff, its interesting stuff, it makes you look smart, and it is a smart tool in this IT savvy millennium; but i was never good to begin with, thats why i went into designing instead hah!
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If you guys notice, i don’t really talk about matters of the heart as i don’t like revealing weaknesses. Its a guys ego thing i guess. When you reveal too much about certain matters, most of the time, it comes back to bite you in the ass. Its strategic planning i would say. Its like a marketing plan, if you know what i mean
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