Can you be less full of shit?

It is astounding.

Ludicrous. Ridiculous. Unbelievable.

How can you stoop so low just for that little gain?

How can you?

It's a shame, and I was starting to think quite highly of you.

Deceitful.

---

Fortune favours the brave.

Those that did the right thing, you did the right thing. That much is fact and no matter what or who conceals it, it is the right thing.

At the end of the road, you will not be judged by any worldly contaminated people, but God himself, and He would know what you have done and what you have not done.

And God alone will judge you.

Made of Honour.

Location: 5 Teratai.

Culprits: Li Qi, Jung Kiang, David and Hua Jie.
(Not colour coded because I don't remember who said what.)

(Some parts were edited for greater lol-factor.)

(Studying Biology. Accuracy from the conversations not guaranteed.)

Pancreatic juice comes from the pancreas right?
Huh not liver meh?
IT'S FREAKING PANCREA-TIC JUICE LA!
Oh ya.... Then the liver one is?
That's bile.
But it comes from gall bladder right?
Ya. It's just stored in liver.
Oh okay... Ileum!
Small Intestine.
Duodenum.
Large Intestine.
Rectum!!
EEYEERR RECTUM!!!
Anus!
Anus?
Ya anus.
What if the anus was famous?
What? You mean like Jennifer Lopez's butt?
Hmmm up to you to interpret.
Then it'll be...
Famous la?
Anus? Famous?
FAMOUS ANUS!!!
FAMOUS ANUS BISCUITS!
COME ON LETS GO EAT SOME FAMOUS ANUS BISCUITS!!!

(Classroom shrieks in laughter.)


---

Me and huaJie are nice people, we think. But we cannot compare to this little one here:


karMun: Li Qi, I tell you ahhh! This Hua Jie ah, kembang like don't know what you know when I told him something!

liQi: What thing?

karMun: Don't want say, later he kembang kao kao again.

(huaJie points at karMun and does the twirl-finger-beside-cheek-while-wincing-gesture.)

liQi: Hahaha what was it!?

karMun: Nola, I just told him that some people said he was nice.

(karMun turns to face huaJie.)

karMun: SEEEE KEMBANG AGAIN!

huaJie: EH!! WHAT DID I DO?!

karMun: THIS KIND OF PEOPLE AHHHHH! CAN'T BELIEVE PEOPLE SAY YOU ARE NICE!

liQi: But he is nice what?

(huaJie grins and stares at karMun.)

karMun: YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE ON MYYYYYY SIDEEE!

liQi: You want be friends with not-nice people meh?

karMun: HMMPH! But I'm nicer right?

liQi: Yes you are, karMun.

(karMun pumps her fist and grins widely.)

huaJie: WALAO YOU GOT SEE HER REACTION OR NOT!?!?! SHE WAS LIKE "YESSSSSS! I DID IT!!!"

liQi: HAHAHA YA LIKE SHE IS SOME WORLD CHAMPION LIKE THAT! "LOOOOK, I AM THE WORLD CHAMPION OF NICEE!"

(liQi lifts up imaginary title belt.)

huaJie: LOL AT THE CHAMPIONSHIP BELT WEI!

karMun: SUCH FRIENDS I GOT!!!!!

...

But karMun is too nice. Me and Huajie are nice, but absolutely cannot compare. It's like comparing pubic hair to hair. They are both hair, but not really the same.


For example:

karMun: Nicole, I'm nice... Right?!?!?!
(Nicole nods.)
karMun: SEEE!!?
karMun: Goh Tze, I'm nice... Right!??!?
(Tze Lim nods.)
karMun: SEEEEE!?!?!?!
liQi: Yes, we know, world champion.

(Huajie does pumping balloon gesture in the background.)

huaJie: POOoOOoOF! Walao, kembang until pao liau.
karMun: UGGHHHHH!!!!


See...? So nice.

---


... I think I have a thing for girls with big eyes.

I have no desires.

Meme: You're a lucky one out of the unlucky bunch.

Hitagi: Why so?

Meme: Gods are everywhere. They are everywhere, yet nowhere. You can say it was both around you and not around you before you became like this.

Hitagi: This is just like Zen dialog.

Meme: It's Shinto, or is it Shugendou? Don't get the wrong idea, young lady. You didn't become like this because of whatever. It's just that your point of view changed.

Hitagi: My point of view? What are you trying to say?

Meme: I'm saying I can't stand you acting all victimized, young lady.


-Bakemonogatari: EP1

Turbulence.

Every time my mind stumbles across and remembers that dreamy August night, I can't help but giggle by myself and laugh at the silliness of that kid. :D

I still think it quite an achievement because despite its failures, it was a breakthrough after all. Heh!


---


I confess. In the past, I have always tried to be cool in every action I take. But, I'm tired of it already. From now on, I'll try to be warm. Cool people are almost ubiquitous nowadays; warm people are a rare breed. Everyone can be cool, but not everyone can be warm.

The only truly warm people I know of are Natalie Khoo and Andrew Fong. Those people that never cease to smile and have a cheerful aura and give a warm "Hello" every time you meet.... Fine, in the case of Nat, it's more like... "HELLOOOOO WHATS UPPPPPP!" But you get my drift. Yeah, those are really nice people and I want to be like them.

By my own admission, I have difficulty caring enough about other people when my own sense of justice kicks in. It's hard and rather troublesome for me. I don't like faulting and berating my friends, yet I can't stand faulting the just. But I won't stop trying to strike a right balance. Must. Be. Warm!


---


I hate cynics.

That is ironically, coming from a huge-ass cynic himself. Ugh.


---


"Hey, you. You always walk past people as if they are invisible if you have no business with them. If you make eye contact with another, can't you at least nod or smile or say something to acknowledge their existence? Or you can't even be assed to do even that? All you do is put on that self proclaimed 'normal face' of yours and trudge off with an aura of enmity."


Hey, I'm sorry if you think so. But gee... Do I really?


---

Hihi, I'll find you.

---


I <3 Subway!

Countdown.

You know, when I look at the result sheets, it is usually with more apathy than excitement, pride, or guilt.

When I do well, I just give a shrug and continue on with my business.

But more often than not, I do not do too well. Gone are the days where my name sits somewhere near the top of the list. Nowadays, it always lurks at the tail-end of the list.

However, I always take heart from the fact that I know I am nowhere near doing my best yet. I am capable of more and I can do better. A lot better.

But that's not where the problem lies, is it?

The problem is:

Can I actually bring myself to do my best?

35 days. Wake up.