Sunday, October 30, 2005
I had an accident with my keyboard and I dont know how this happened. Happy Halloween. A fright-night for you, 2 for $17, just as well.
fuck at 9:24 PM
Saturday, October 22, 2005
im not trying to be gross or anything but...
my roomie juz taught me the colour of one's lips is the colour of her nei.ah chia at 2:33 AM
lavender
a mini farm, you love them don't you, yvon?
fuck at 2:21 AM
the short-cuts behind uni
fuck at 2:20 AM
don't you just love this?
fuck at 2:18 AM
Friday, October 21, 2005
GET IT ON WITH TIMTAMS, SAY NO TO PORN
timtams at 12:09 AM
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Pornder
PornderI was thinking about the biggest thing on earth, Sex and pornography. I think I am on my way to be against porn, to no avail or significance of course.
Pornography is a staple, as 4 people (all male) I know have told me in my face. It is always easy to look over usual common banal things, especially if it is private, and none of your business. Many guys, and girls (but statistically less), watch it or use it. It is almost of no matter, it is common, it is normal, they say. I thought. It has been around since medieval Europe, dark middle earth, ancient Japan, or the pre-ages, u pick your countries and centuries. Bottom line remains that pornography is historical, and deep-rooted in deed. I should not rant and keep to my own business.
Porn is good. On the part of the males, it de-complicates the Coolidge effect responsible for polygamy, or more commonly in our time and society, cheating.
Porn is good. It is safer than red light districts. (or green lights/ pink ones where gigolos are- hee I guess sex is red regardless of gender right?) It will not bring disease to your family.
Porn is good. I enjoyed Andrew Blake’s artistic productions with a good deal of amusement. Art is life. Porn is art. Porn is life.
Porn is good. If one partner is too tired to bake, the other gets his (pronoun is regardless of gender, a standard ‘he’ I will employ) cake off the net so conveniently. And the cake comes in infinitely kinds of tastes, for your pleasure.
But isn’t using porn cheating? It is, in a way. If it is in a way, then it is. Porn with its however many advantages and good causes is cheating and immoral. Think about it. It is subsumed under acceptability because everyone is doing it (who goes to hell? Everyone!) and oh how do think your amoeba-ic righteousness can overturn the giant porn industry and man’s way of living?
Maybe porn does serve as a better alternative for your partner who might bed other people. But will you let your partner use pornography to satisfy his needs? He is sexing with another man/woman, physical contact or not! On another note, maybe you aren’t up to standards. But aren’t couples about mutual acceptance?
Pornography is used happily by couples. After all, they can be found in your parents’ locked drawer. If you are using it for ideas, I sneer you. If you are deliberately using it for excitement, I sneer you more. Sex, all sorts of it, love or mercy or what have you, little vibes?, should be engaged in without the vile taint of pornography. It is obscene on more than the simplistic one level.
Standard Disclaimer inserted. :)
timtams at 6:54 PM
Saturday, October 15, 2005
dunno wat yvon is taking, but note the double chin and braless breasts, yup
ah chia at 4:43 AM
wanted to shoot her great curls, unintended creeps
ah chia at 4:41 AM
mildly important notice
to bee siew toh:u have just been missed.
heard of a pang?
yes i just experienced one BIIIG pang of bee siew
bigger than mr bigg.
inspired by von-the-lion-tamer-and-tamed-ting-ting:
another amazing feat by kun.
"Knew her through a friend, dont really know her. Felicia is always smiling i guess and she speaks chinese slang english. Thats about all i know...haha and she can be pretty mad at times. Always cheerful~"
-U have just been missed by xinister,
press beep to call her back,
beep to sms her,
or write her a pk-style snail mail-
ah chia at 2:57 AM
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
i can hear my hotcakes calling me
Lately, trump pointed out that our conversation during meals always include gastronomic plans for the next.It probably started when we unleashed our wild decadent ways during the mid-sem break. So, after a liberating mahjong affair, we had breakfast at 9am after persuading i-can-hear-my-hotcakes-calling-me-Andre to absent himself from his car-washing part-time (he thinks we are his pig-dog-friends). Ah so, at macs, we planned to have a steak-dinner at Morrison's. And Morrison was, anyway, cancelled because of SianzKelvin's mini steamboat party.
We talked about having dinner at Hawken the next day.
Hotpot at Sunnybank.
Cybercity for supper.
Hawken for lunch.
Today, i suggested Makanhouse for dinner. On Thursday.
I honestly don't know how far this will take us to.
Chia, i love those bloody maries on you. maybe you can check this out. Bloody maries that leave a lingering rose smell. browse the whole range!
A couple of weeks ago, a friend sent me an audio website, "to curb homesickness" he said.
fuck at 1:01 AM
Monday, October 10, 2005
guess who?
an intro of a blog entry:*beep*beep*beep* There goes the final whistle. Today after today i wont see many more faces many many.
hahahaha! i cannot stop being amused by this boy! beep beep beep, there goes the final whistle. hahahaha it is no other but our siongqun. it is a very rich discourse, he has transposed what rolls in his mind directly onto the blogpage, how many of us still blog this way? so free of scheme! no motive! so honest! and an honest attempt to prettify the event of gradation with a "beep beep beep" so there "beep beep beep" for our ears, and a "there goes the final whistle" - we almost can see/hear that it is happening, and then get the sense of it being gone immediately, recently. and then a "today". and then a "after today". past present future! i love sq! i know why mrs. ang loves him. and i still am regretful about not getting into any of her good books.
timtams at 1:44 AM
to my man, and yours
i am really amused to see this from idiosyncratic chia:(for my man, if u're reading, card no. 12 is not you so stop thinking this entry has anything to do with you.)
so our men read blogs and read us and sometimes we mislead them into thinking horrible thoughts. i think we ought to tag something like this to save them from their agonizing imaginings:
(for my man, if u're reading, ________is not you so stop thinking this entry has anything to do with you.)
hahaha. this is the women's toilet! oh toms, if u wanna peep, shhh.
timtams at 12:08 AM
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
FELICIA no more
pink scraps of cloth came detached after soaking the travel rug in dynamo-ed water for a day. i thought i can save FELICIA by sewing back the pink ball of scraps. er..i thought wrong. so wrong.
the now defunct piece of living art. boohooo...work some magic people!!
fuck at 3:33 PM
!
wow yvon ur 'losing it?' entry drew me away from my work man... the first few sentences really dilated my pupils... in fact my whole eye haha...anyway i juz wanna express my love for my birkenstock coz it got me an A+ for my essay hehe. i think teachers should give more assignments like this... maybe nxt i shall write one on my 8-days... in fact.. i listen more to 8 days than my mum... remember when our mums always tell us to finish up the gou qi zi (u know.. the small red things tt float around in the chicken tonic soup that they cook).. i nv did.. until 8-days tells me they r called wolfberries and that they r gd for ya eyes... and now i do... i eat up every single gou qi zi in my tonic soup... heheh.. no wonder i can see more clearly in the dark now..
fuck at 3:14 PM
落叶，属于地上的世界凋谢
叶子的离开，是因为风的追求，还是树的不挽留?难道树真得不能给她幸福吗 如果我真得这么想，又怎么能的的确确地相信这不是给自己的一种安慰？风，会叫风，也许个性如风，吹起来哪有选择？这么一吹，把叶子从生病的书上吹掉，也把一切切，把他们的希望吹灭。若只是随风而去，是种幸福吗？是无静止的选择吗？大风吹，吹什么？
timtams at 1:19 AM
Saturday, October 01, 2005
Losing it?
I think more and more girls our age are losing it. I have, and i know ike has. (Mr. Trump revealed yes ike he did.) My ah er has. (i derived it myself) Xinyi's man's too busy imprisoned in the depriving(they say) barracks to take it from her( i hope). Independence darlings, where has our independence gone?i am completely un-independent. double negative prefixes because i thought i was in-dependent., you know, never dependent in that sense. have i lost it? or had i never any?there has been a wicked problem with my internet connection in my room in hall. prob with the network point, prob with my domain, prob with my lan cable, prob with the network cables, prob with this with that all idiotically techinical (thats IT). i cant even report a prob properly using the correct terms. Whats my domain name? whats my computer name? whats my userid? logon id? network id? username? they each are unique entities one from another i never could tell. domain, server, ip, os, spnp, vpn, i thought they were as hard as swedish dialects contracted, mathematically weaponed in gb,mb,hz, that bite and hurt.
tradition goes that damsel in distress invites male heroes to her rescue. So one two three four men came and went. while they screwed and fixed, i sit powerless on the bed(given room constraint). now man one and two said "ok, everything is fixed. please sign your name on this piece of paper" i said, "where?" " oh anywhere" so i did, at the top of the white document, annoucing my approval of their job well done. yes i surrendered. i signed a form announcing my disability. i just agreed to need a man, or two in this case. Man number three came with a car with rallyart stickers( my man, numbered four* for purposes of this account, later remarked that this sticker obsession is a male thing. hee stickers. i thought they are important up to the age of 7, then people move on to stones and catapults) Man number three is the classic aristocratic representative. LV wallet, modern nokia phone with big blue tooth to bite peoples ears, jacket -i swear if this was a London winter, it would have been a Burberry classic trench, leather shoes, renoma socks, (i didnt get to see the briefs band, sorry girls), cologne, smiles, fluent english, manly gestures, implicit flattery, dinner offers, that kind who goes away and drives back again to seem helpful and nice. I thought he was gay. Nice yes, all men are nice when they are looking for a plot. Plotting. Scheming farmers wanting to plant their seeds. I thought he was nice! but he was plotting. Man number four says it is male behavior.
So in the end, now, has my problem been fixed? No! Absolutement non! what good are men? They come with fancy machines, screws and tools, and leave, leave me problematized. Well, at least man number four is staying with me to look into the problem- the computer's, not mine. As for mine- the dependence issue- shall be dealt with. Actually, i am already dealing with it, listening to Steve Jobs talk about his sinful small apple was a start. Then i went on to pay attention to man number four when he talks computer. And i read her, she who is better equipped than a man, (yay i just learnt how to link html!) a figure i want to walk abreast with (figuratively la). Although hers is an apple tree which grows and flower and mine gates and windows that bow under. And i thought since i have a lovely domestic partner my ibm, i shall empower it. With midgety wizardry, we can have widgets! Widgets are things found here, at softpedia,and at konfablutor that can give us power. Not a big thing, but start small la. blogger has also this new feature.and i am resolved to take IT modules, and i, from arts, am going to surpass the computing students, arts student can compute too ok! Afterall i came from the science stream, it is just that i am currently swimming in the big world ocean where Virginia drowned and the Ophelia floats. currently because new fishes,new at swimming, need the help of a little current. But heard of walking with fishes? Come to the ocean, and you shall learn the science of that.
Ike, with your lovely nannynannynano, beware, rather be aware of the ipod effect. it is said that people who start owning small apples would desire bigger ones. They jump outta the windows, over the gates, to the tree of apples. I dont know, but i really suspect the Jobs is the serpent. Barriers are built to be overcome. I think it is just a matter of time before i jump and run. i will definitely bring my trusty ibm noir with me. Women, come on. time to read, cut down on Elle and Shape as you would calories. make sure you flip through PC Mags/Macs before you next buy Brides. Read, read, and fix your own problems.
Art is the love of my life. Art is life. Life is art. Art is all.Technology is art. Self empowerment too!
*不分排名先后
timtams at 2:17 AM