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duringthetest [Dec. 31st, 2020|06:40 pm]
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80% LOCKED.
Are you a friend?
 
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(no subject) [Mar. 31st, 2011|05:56 pm]
why do i feel so out of this world?
so cut off from the wrodl that im supposed to live in.
sigh.

im fat.
im lagging behind in school.
but here's what i did today:

sleep (till 2.30 pm)
eat
watch tv
online shop / surf net

:(
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(no subject) [Mar. 25th, 2011|10:51 am]

sometimes all we need to do is to chill. there is no need for anyone to get so uptight and snappy about things.


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(no subject) [Aug. 8th, 2010|03:02 am]

because im feeling crazy, i read sylvia plath. somehow i feel comforted by the fact that there's someone else in the world who is crazy too. even though she died years ago,sticking her head into an oven. i always wonder how people get the courage to kill themselves. i mean, why cant i have that courage too? is it because i believe in the bible, which implies that all humans would go to hell if we committed suicide?yes He said tha we must cherish our body, the temple of God. but had God really meant it that way? i guess i can only die to find out. but by then, too late.

when i dont cry instantaneously, it doesnt mean i wont ever cry. when i dont hurt at your chosen moment, it doesnt mean it wont ever hurt. though sometimes i wish it could be this way. (other times i wish i would still hurt and cry. over you)

so with the knowledge of an impending disaster, i let the small seed of sadness and pain and fear grow and manifest. i lie at night and wait for it. and the voice seems to echo " wait for it! wait.for.it!!  WAIT.FOR.IT!!!" louder and louder as the pain accelerates faster and nearer towards me.

and then as surely as the sun will rise, i see the arrival of my old friends. Wave of Panic, Fire of Fear, Boulder of Pain. Insecurity the chain, and Worry the bitch. hi! they say cheerily. hey babe, good freaking luck. and their smiles turn into smirks.

somehow this time round, words cannot be my coping mechanism anymore. (as ironic as it sounds cos im here typing away right? haha) i just cant find the right words to say. the apt ones. to put how i feel, every evil and good thought in my brain, the right way. and im tired. tired of continuing this seemingly endless sad tale. i feel like im imposing on the good old pals who have been going through this with me for so long.  its like a marathon, and the contemplation of giving up 3/4 way, and the feelings of having given up, and the consequences of that, and the feelings and reactions to the consequences. sigh, this whole pain thing, its never going to end, is it? the pain, its ever lasting isnt it ? (not saying that there hadnt been good times. i just have a knack for remembering the pain because im such a hopeless pessimist. i imagine he would say: fuck that. my sentiments exactly)

i lost my wallet. (hi chow sau yee if you see this, im begging, tugging at your pants to dont tell mama or papa or xiao be. and how come i havent been seeing you around? i miss you!) and it doesnt seem to matter as much. HAHAHA sounds so familiar cos it was something he would have told me. to prove his love. to show how much We meant to him. why am i laughing im actually very sad. wtf. 

how about some warrick avenue? you think you're loving but you dont love me. and i've been confused, out of my mind lately. you think you're loving but i want to be free. baby you've hurt me.

 okay. time for ending with a punch line: ahh, fuckerty fuck. 


hey fuck , you suck.
why are you, such a duck?
in my world , i hear our endless cluck
so i escape, by making bucks.

what the shit? nice poem created in 1.32 mins flat i swear.
(disclaimer: the 'fuck ' in "hey fuck" refers to the shitful life i lead. not a person kkk?)
(disclaimer two: i dont usually swear in cyber space. where everyone can see the word like its an evidence of my crudity.)

i hate disclaimers they make my entries look lame. HAHAHA suddenly, i see in my brain the time where uncle roland said jugers christ at work. i have no freaking idea why. god, i must be mad.
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Finding [May. 9th, 2010|07:18 pm]
sociologically, it is impossible to be alive without socialization. humans learn how to be human from interaction, imitation and reflection. cultures are shaped and moulded, and people form communities, groups, cliques because they share the same norms, beliefs, and values. they understand the same symbols, use the same language, and react to situations in similar ways. so in that light, it is instinct for humans to search for company, to desire to belong. We all want to be exclusive, we all want to belong to a group. Is it then possible to survive in an environment without have any friends or anyone sense of belonging? Would a person continue to stay in a community if he or she feels alienated and alone?

Max Weber said that religion is a central part of a people's culture, and that it helps create truth for them. Their religious views influence their government, their economic world, their law, their views of people outside the community, their goals in life, their successes and their failures. Peter Berger said that religion is a way a community make sense out of the reality they live in -- where a tragedy occurs, religion helps us understand that tragedy; where chaos seems to occur, where nothing seems to make sense to us, religion helps us find order in the events; when people act in an evil way, religion helps us understand; when people do good things, religion helps us explain. Joel M Charon, in perceiving these views, then came up with the functions of Religion:

1. They help hold community together
2. They help retain and defend a people's identity
3. They control the individual so that he individual acts morally and for the community
4. In a democracy, they check the political leaders and encourage participation by the masses
5. They are an important part of culture, giving answers to importance in the universe
6. They protect those who rule, and the society as it is
7. They also question, criticize and challenge the society as it is, making change possible.
8. They help create and affirm one's identity and social belonging.

Holding that train of thought, is it then safe to say that religion is merely a tool, an institution created to serve the needs of a nation? Is it then saying that being individualistic and being alone in a particular religious group makes one not part of the religion? If one does not belong, it fails the criteria of individuals having an anchor in religion. It fails the criteria of having identity and belonging.


For a good 3 years, i believed in this. I believed that Religion is merely a social institution. I thought to myself, God doesnt exist. He didnt speak to me when I pleaded him. And if He was real, He definitely gave up on me. He made me feel that someone gave up on me; a reflection of his resignation.

Yet, 3 years later, without any solid reason, I found myself having this overwhelming urge to go back to church. In my mind, there were a few reasons why. And I was dead scared that me wanting to come back to chruch was not because of God. because then it wouldnt last, and I would slip back to my old routine. i didnt want that. Today, God told me why. (and i know now that God speaks to me because neither I nor Satan would never be able to tell myself all that He has said.)

I have no solid friends in church. No one from church hangs out with me, no one asks me for lunch. I go to church alone every week, and i leave mostly by myself. I have Shawn, who feels that I should not stick to him all the time, i have Yixian who has finally given up on me, and others who simply cant give a rat's ass to deliver their empty words. i absolutely dont blame shawn or yixian, they have given me so much more than i ever deserve. but in grace aog, i always feel like a stand alone. and despite feeling this way, i find myself wanting to go to church week after week. it does not matter that i havent slept all satuarday, and i havent once dozed off. so on my way to church today, i finally could confirm the reason why i go to church. it is not over certain people, or nostalgia, or the musical. it is because of God. it is because i want to seek Him, and find out for myself his existance.

So, though sociologically, I should have given up on church and religion by now, i havent. To me, that only proves one thing. that Soci is not all right in their views about religion. as logical as they might be, it is only theory. my life, my search and my journey regarding religion is like doing qualitative social research, like doing ethnography. it says things that contrast with theory (which is okay). and now i choose to believe in what i am going through. so for now, i believe in jesus.
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(no subject) [Feb. 1st, 2010|10:30 am]
a month ago, i saw this ang mo woman using this large screen thing , reading the news and surfing the net. omg now i know its the ipad! hahaha. shes so damn advanced. okay nothing else. bye
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(no subject) [Jan. 23rd, 2010|02:19 am]
look at me, you may think you see who i really am
but you'll never know me.



okay emotions aside, i have LOADS of shiat to do.

1. SGSELLTRADE POST FOR TOOT'S SAKE!
2.my over due readings for Hs204 (got freaking 6 not done. omtg)
3. readings for hs203 tutorial (2)
4. readings for lecture on monday
5. check out lecture slides for HW111
6. call sony ericsson, tmd.
7. get down to setting my friend-dates
8. memorize my lines
9. remind guowei 7 feb is sunday so he might not wanna put shift on that day. (cos he doesnt work on sundays)
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(no subject) [Jan. 19th, 2010|10:12 pm]
oh ma gad. i am overwhelmed, depressed depressed depressed. i hate school. how come school does that to me ?

fyi friends and family, i am taking up a weird ass science mod thats IT related. why havent someone else killed me ? but then again, the prof is one slack thing. so i hope this is a blessing in disguise. and i certainly hope this is Gods favour on huifang. so that i can enjoy the favour too.


sometimes, i have urges to say certain words. sometimes i have urges to repeat them over and over. today, the word  is JESUS CHRIST.
( jesus christ = one word to me k)
no im not swearing,  araso dk why, dont ask me.


info for you:
there are many kinds of HTML. we have DHTML, XHTML, etc. and those die hard microsoft people would choose to use a tool called as(someother alphabet i forgot) rather than javascript. HTML IS COOL. SO IS JAVASCRIPT.  IT geeks would like to analyse the layers in a webpage via HTML, and the others would prefer looking at the page itself.


joke for you : 
my IT course's prof said " if you dont have the lecture notes, its okay. you can go home and do fishing. i will tell you where the fishes are so that you will know where to fish." and he smiles like, all. the. time. and you know what my impression of people who smile excessively is dont you ? 
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(no subject) [Jan. 7th, 2010|02:20 am]
im much too tired to scold you hate you beat you harrass you. not tonight. i have fever. so physically, im sick and tired of berating myself and you. i'd really love to type and say bitch bitch bitch four million times, curse for you to have a more wrongful dealth and fate than jesus christ himself, elaborate on your irresponsibility and my dissappointment, speak of my heart ache for the wrong i feel, complain about my helpelssness for the friends of yours i cannot reach. but i am tired for now, and i'd love to sleep. my combustion just now came from the volcanic erruption and it had smoke effect that was mushroom like. ever watched the youtube video with the indian man being harrassed saying bastard? thats how i am cursing bastard under my breath now. B for bastard. bastard bastaard bastard. bitch bitch bitch. curse curse curse. hate hate hate. anger anger anger. pisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiat.


this
makes me that much stronger, makes me work a little bit harder, makes me that much wiser. made me a little bit faster, made my skin a little bit thicker, made me that much smarter. so thnaks for making me fighter.
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(no subject) [Jan. 5th, 2010|02:48 am]
you are music to me. second to GOD, you are the one who can get songs to remind me of your pressence, your warmth, your embrace. i am not addicted to music, but i am to the memories of you. why should it be so?

you are devil to me. a chess piece that is held in the palm of Satan. the one piece that could possibly be the one that kills my game. now i don't see you. i see satan's dummy, i see you are his plan to stumble me.


and now i dont know what to say of this or it or you anymore. i hate the way you can enter and quit, like how you can in a game of world of war craft. but the hate doesnt just end there. there is so much more that i cant describe, that i am too lazy to say/make out. thank jesus i only feel sadness.

you and i, we need to close up the wound with a final stitch.


p/s: its funny when people say " the longest shit" because i imagine a really long piece of shit. and i think long shits are funny. " i havent seen you in the longest shit " --> 5  secs, then HAHAHAHA.
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