The Eclectic

Uhhuuhhh.. from the blocked dopamine receptors, the hightened endorpine-effect-treshold to the recently discovered boredom of the supposed (suppose-ed) unboring Metallica and the unkick in Maggi noodles.. The Rolling Stones have undoubtedly predicted my (and our) human biological and psychological, and definitely natural, sense of ungratefulness.

But hey, it is the boringity that makes excitement exciting. “Are you exciting?”

Down the streets of Led Zeppelin with hands clinging tightly to Saint Paul McCarteney came the beautiful epiphany with her suave and graceful timing: The fastest way to riches lies with your pennnnnnnn… she whispers like the wind. Movie after movie, media is calling out to me.. to attain that yellow Lamborghini quicktime you must write a book.. it is the easiest path. Mind says yeah righhhtttttt THAT is only IF i can write, besides.. what IS there to write about.. I’m a Singaporean where the number of Hangouts are countable on my mammalian fingers annd the things to do are induced by the life of others in lands far away.. Then sweet lady Epiphany smiles.. I say.. I shall consider. Do or do not.. there is no try but consider you must.

Shout out to Sanjay for a time well spent at Haji Lane and to his two friends.. hey, NYP is quite a cool place to crash.. nice people.

Owkays, maid is awake and shall soon be reporting my 450am deeds to Headquarters of the Galactic Confederation of Seletar Springs unit 01-24.

May you prosper,

THE SUPREME COMMANDER OF THE 323rd MARTIAN FLEET, 10700 SPASEBORNE, 90210.234 LIGHTSPEED CRUISER ACADEMY

More like No School No Money. Yeah, school’s friggin over.. OVER.. no more s to the c to the h to the o to the o to the l. No more stupid bell curves that define a person. Unfortunately, with freedom comes a great need for money for which a source none there be. The source will never let the sourcee have fun.. Which source says “hey! here’s a fifty now go have the hell of a time of your life” ?. Fortunately, my dealings with previous institushes reveal a $700 to be spent but not to be wasted. No money. “Get a job, moron,”screams the Americanized-independent. The life-is-but-a-mulberry-bush-of-one-damn-good-party-and-oppositions-who-can’t-oppose Singaporean says “12 days.. who works?? I have some soldiering to do”

Hmmmmm.. I’m beginning to love this voice – and not a single profanity. All hail the Diggers.

I haven’t touched the Lenovo desktop of mine for awhile and a lizard found its way into the power supply thingy and got electrocuted and died – serves it right for insulting this piece of technology. Ever since it created a stench and I had to remove it. I tried the vacuum cleaner but that didn’t work so on with the rubber gloves, test pen and two satay sticks.

After opening the easy-access CPU unit with surgical fervour, I decided to take on this mission as a confidence booster; I have shaky hands and have always doubted ever getting a job that requires mechanical accuracy and life-and-death situations. I examined the heart of the computer after cutting of all power supply. My assistant (my brother) pointed out a few screws located near the fan but I went with my gut feeling and decided to take another route – worked like a charm. “Forceps!” I screamed, and my assistant carefully plied the metal skeleton apart revealing an opening. I maneuvered the satay sticks into the small slot, careful not to touch anything on the circuit board that caused the lizard’s demise, and caught the bastard by his head. He was dead, and very crisp; a reminder that my hands needed to be very stable. A few seconds later the bugger was out and I finished by cleaning all the accumulated dust as an added precaution and for maintenance using the small hand-held vacuum.

As of now, I may confidently claim, that I have conducted the first ever lizardincomputerectomy.

I’m not the one
so deeply woven in the troubles
of getting love and fighting for it
of chasing and failing and talking about it
because I am satisfied

I’m not the one
who vehemently defends his culture
and practices its very nature
when his culture is the cause for destruction
I shall never associate myself
forcefully
I am what I am
sincerely

I’m not the one
who judges but claims not to
who loves the music that represents individuality
but sniggers at the man behind his back
and pretends to accept him
I don’t judge you
even if you have the wierdest tastes
and silliest antics
your individuality is what I like about you
God is the judge of man
I am not god
neither are you

I’m not the one
who believes and speaks
but never does anything for what he believes in
I try my best
with whatever means I have
I hope one day this world would be a better place
and that I will have a chance at making it that way

I love God
Family
Neighbour
Friend
Enemy

No game of identity
No quiz or trivia to understand this entity
Shall ever have the pre-fabricated words
To describe me
To tell me who I should be

Yeah, you’d think I didn’t know some people were put off by my adventurous self. Always involving myself in various fields. But the preview I had of my testimonial strengthened my beliefs. One, that we all live only once and therefore live and love life to the fullest. Two, that my testimonial, both official and unofficial, kicks every single one of those unhappy arses. Three, that some Singaporeans are like that, unused to people like me, and as far as I am concerned, I shouldn’t be bothered.

Yeah, I may not be the best at what I do. But dammit, I went further ahead than any one of you arses. And when I get old and look back at my life, I get a greater kick knowing I did it all. So hug dearly to your under-used guitar, silly critics. The world is large, LARGE, and I am glad I made myself part of it while your lazy ass is stuck in your mass-culture-influenced and shady-vague-boring world.

I tried, to lower myself to your levels, but your foolish views of me catalyzes the formation of a superiority complex.

My conclusion: EAT MY DUST.

PS: Some of you might have left your thinking skills back in the GP paper so i helped by BOLDing important points. In addition, I made it as clean as possible, but rest assured, when I see you arses again, don’t be surprised if I’m not as nice.