BY SENDING POINTLESS CHAIN SMSES. That waste your money/free sms per month or whatever. Yeah. Just a heads up you know. My phone is working now. Really. You can call me anytime you like.

I'm always available! Well, almost. Almost always. Except for weekday mornings. And at night. Not a 24 hour thing.

Yeah. I'd post my number up, but then I'm afraid someone will call me and then stalk me. Because I'm so popular. Not. HAHA.

Still waiting...

*stares at phone*

OH IT'S VIBRATING! Oh. Batteries.

No one does. It just doesn't make sense. Seriously, unless you've got a couple of weapon upgrades going. If not, no, absolutely no one kills Lao Shan Long with a freaking raw bow.

Haha, okay thanks friends. I'm feeling like a rebel and anti-establishement now. So:

What's making the most out of life, if we're all gonna die? I'm catholic, but I'm a really unfaithful one, and I more or less believe that when we die we probably won't have anything left of us, as in we won't have concious thought anymore. That means, we won't feel satisfaction, no regret, we feel nothing. What is making the most out of life? We just don't want to die because of that little bit in our brain telling us not to, instinct of survival? So I guess that's the only why we live. We live to stay alive. And reproduce.

And also I think that HSM3 stinks because it supposed to be a children's show and so much crap got out about the girl in the show and the starring guy in the show had some *woohoo* and pictures went online and i-can't-believe-disney-went-on-to-make-more-shows-of-them. Real names not used so sick people won't land in my blog. I'm sure Walt Disney would have stopped production. Stupid Roy Disney. I bet it's his fault. HAHA.

Yay Stepmania and DJmax rocks my undergarments.

EDIT: AFTERBATH!
YAY I'm naked and have no undiesssss. That sucks. I hate not having undies, it's rellly uncomfortable to walk around with my dangly bits swinging around. I wonder if the neighbours can see my dangly bits from here...
*waves*
Don't think so.

All the irrational wants of people on earth makes the world go round. People want to collect tiny bits of paper and plastic. That's irrational, isn't it? I mean in the end you die and it all doesn't matter anymore. But of course, it completely makes sense in different points of view.

Technically, everything materialistic in this world is totally pointless, because we're all gonna die anyway, and that is why people seek meaning in having to be present in this tangible space we call the universe. Well, since this is my blog and all, this is no longer going to be such a general thing, it's going to be a me thing.

My mom says I have a bad attitude towards life. I don't know, I think I need a psychiatrist. I just, don't want anything anymore. Not wanting anything just makes it so much easier to you know, live. The more you want, the more upsets and unhappiness you encounter, but also, the more you want to move forward. The more you want, the more you REALLY want. No, there's no typo there. I think maybe wanting makes a person improve himself. To overcome an obstacle to get to a goal, the "want". And of course, there's the right way of getting what you want, and the wrong way.

I suddenly don't feel like typing anymore, PSP time. May edit later.

This is by far the first picture I've taken this October. Okay, exclusive of the pictures I take for the school.

October's rain is so wonderful. Really, I mean it always sorta rains heavily when I'm inside, but when I'm outside, it either subsides to a soft drizzle, or stops completely. I love the smell after the rain, it's similar to the smell of dew in the morning. Don't know why. Doesn't everyone? I think I like it reminds me of what happened in the past few years, most of the memories especially vivid from this year.

I'm feeling a little moody now. I ticked off my mom yesterday and haven't spoken to her since. I was just being really childish lah. Come to think of it, this year is the year that I've ticked of my mom for the most number of times. This is also the year that many relationships between me and my seniors, or me and my teachers, broke. Now, I'm not exactly sure if they did or not, but I'm quite sure they did. Or maybe it's just my brain playing tricks on me.

What I do know, I shan't say, assumptions may hurt people. That's one thing I learned not to do, from my mom.

I still remember just last year, school was so much more of a homely place than anywhere else. I guess things change huh. It could just be me lah, I've changed, so my perception changes, I see things differently.

As much as I would LOVE to blame my bad grades on my CCA, I don't do much for it anyway, even though I'm constantly saying that I do, well, I don't, I procrastinate, a lot.

I'm going to try to not get too fat-headed when saying this, but teachers, friends and my parents seem to see potential in me. I honestly don't. Or is that just and excuse to not work so hard anymore.

Okay this post is getting to lengthy and whiney. And I need to bathe!