I hate hypocrites. And I hate it even more when I can’t help it but to become one myself. I guess I suck at empathy - and will only realise things when I myself am stuck on stupid.
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…bored the shit out of me.
Too much food, not enough games. Too little proper music playing.
AND, I didn’t win anything.
It’s got a few good points, but meh.
Sneaking in bottles of coke lime which have been alcohol-treated is fun. The elixir of happiness has this way of making a person view a movie in an entirely different light. Of course, one does not remember the details… But meh, details.
Anyway, the movie was fun. Lots of really lame and slapstick humour, but the beauty lies in the execution. They have been masterfully timed so that in catches you off-guard. Expect to laugh nonstop. I did something along that line. I’m sure it’s that funny.
Or maybe it’s the alcohol.
Here’s the obligatory promo poster so that you know what I’m talking about. And the IMDB link because I’m feeling especially nice today.
You may or may not know that there are two different versions of the above poster. The other one has Steve Carell’s tie covering half of Anne Hathaway’s… face. Needless to say, I can’t be arsed to post that version.
Yes, Anne Hathaway is awesome. She’s officially my favourite actress. I like Alba, Scarlett and Megan as much as the next guy - but Anne Hathaway just owns all. She just has this really strange aura of attractiveness (and hawtness) to her that I really really really really really really like. Plus she saved a shitty gay cowboy flick from being a flop. Single-handedly.
First, let me put forth my argument:
…not convinced?
I now put forth decisive evidence.
Your honour, I hereby rest my case.
Srsly people. Is there really a need to make a big deal out of everything? Be it due to conflicts because of group assignments ka, because you hate someone in (or not in) your group ka, or even just because someone is using ‘your’ editing lab.
Hating someone is fine. In fact, it’s expected. But please la. Keep your drama to yourselves. No one else cares, or needs to suffer through it. If there’s a problem with editing room assignments, sort it out. Hell, let me share my secret - let the other group use first, and ask them to tell you when they’re done. My group’s got it all worked out.
Don’t sit there bitching and moaning and glaring at one another because of something petty. Go and have a drink while the other groups are using ‘your’ room. Geez.
Then again. Drama is fun. Don’t stop people. I love it when I hear people bitching about one another.
Eh. Jealous I hear others having drama left and right. Someone start drama with me eh. May add some colours to my boring life.
Koi.
j00 fail as an educator.
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against… oh wait. Fuck that shit.
No Eminem poser today. No no no.
Ever get this feeling that a person is no longer able to provide you with any more knowledge or productive experiences in life? Ever been an ‘educator’’s least favourite student, or at least belong to the least favoured batch of the entire group?
Now at least I (we, actually, but yeah) know what black people feel when in the hands of the KKK. It’s not exactly the most pleasant of experiences. Lagi best that we have to attend that class anyway. We really need to root out favouritism from classes and discrimination based on course of study.
It gets pretty obvious that you can’t learn from a person anymore when that person which is supposedly superior to you in terms of life experience or knowledge or number of days spent living on this planet decides to just deny you your right to justify your opinions in discussions.
I guess they’re just too bound by their ‘correct’ knowledge to see the other variables and possibilities in explaining the subject at hand. It gets really frustrating when they just proverbially plug their ears and scream “I can’t hear you~ Uhehe. Uhehe.” (Uhehe. Uhehe. is the sound of a retarded-sounding laugh - think the characters in Atanarjuat) while you’re trying to put forth points for your argument.
I’m telling you, it’s high school all over again. God damn these universities for recruiting under-qualified teaching staff. Knowledge is but just a part of the qualifications to be a lecturer. People just don’t see that.
Haih. Shows how closed-minded people can get. And biased. Discrimination in the educational system isn’t the prettiest thing around.
Second Sem Syndrome.
It had afflicted us the previous year (and there’s a lot more that wasn’t documented), and here it is again.
First semester is always about change - in a good way. Meeting new people, doing new activities and all the fun stuff. Second semester, so far, had been darker for us. This is when all the drama pops up and conflict gets thrown around the room like a bad piece of fruit. This is also when you realise whom you like and dislike among the people you meet in the first semester, and who you can trust not the stab you in the back when you aren’t looking (metaphorically or otherwise).
I’ve been blogging for more than a year now (on this new blog, at least). Somewhere along the line, I’ve discovered what most other bloggers have discovered - your readership is always smaller than you want, but bigger than you expect. Any blogger with half a brain would not put stuff they won’t want the wrong people to see on their blog - be it harsh criticism, rants or plain insults. Ask Kenny Sia or ShaolinTiger. If I don’t know shit about blogging, they do. Sudden burst of emotions be damned. Take five seconds to calm down and ponder the possible consequences - it rarely is worth the self-gratification. Three words: word of mouth.
Talking cock in blogs - I do it all the time. Be it about travelling at the speed of light, being invisible in plain sight, having precognitive abilities, or having a three way orgy with the devil and a vegetable. However, if you actually believe in any of my supernatural and divine powers, I salute you. Sunflower institute is that way. I’m sure they’ll be able to teach you something about logic - if you actually possess the mental capacity to comprehend.
However, talking cock and sounding like you actually mean it - get a life. Sure, highly emotional outbursts and sporadic whining may work well in certain broadcast programmes, but it has no place in a blog. If you really want to kill someone, just go out there and do it - then post on your blog with pictures and proof. Quoting the wisdom of messageboard randomness, “Pix or it didnt happen”. Else you’ll just end up as a laughing stock for not living up to expectation, or actually living up to expectation.
Well, blogging aside, in this one year and a half I’ve discovered plenty of stuff. The first being Cabbagism (pronounced ka-ba-gis-em) is my one and only religion. Others are more on self-improvement. I’ve learnt that it’s better to think better of people, than to think worse of them. Sometimes, when people don’t show up for an appointment, or don’t call back - it doesn’t (always) mean that they hate you. They could be busy with their own thing, or just is preoccupied with certain businesses. Assuming the worst and taking action based on hasty conclusions could cost one dearly - regardless of the effects being visible or otherwise.
Of course, it could mean that they hate you. If that’s the case, one should do some serious looking in the mirror (metaphorically speaking of course - most of the time). There must be something that one is doing wrong to garner such hostility.
Oookay. So I’m going all Confucius all of the sudden.
Whatever. The Holy Order of the Cabbage wage jihad on the blasphemers. This is my first strike.
There goes my habit in posting pictures that have absolutely nothing to do with the subject in hand, but is somehow related to it due to some trivial similarity. Like this one. Yes. And you thought I was going to write something about 5-star hotel suites and fornication between two willing biologically oppositional parties. Or something along the line.
But nah. Let’s not be potong steam. Continue reading ‘Booking a Suite’
Okay, despite the picture (which I hastily grabbed off Google Image Search) - I’m talking about Word 2007 in specific. When I first got Word 2007, I thought it was yet another eye-candy upgrade cashcow for Micro$oft to leech of - but a night of rushing assignments and having to make reference lists prove otherwise. Continue reading ‘Office 2007 Rocks!’
Blogging under the influence of alcohol is fun~ You feel like Ichigo in Vizard mode. Fast, unrefined, powerful and psycho. It’s blogging in its highest (and lowest) state.
But my head hurts now. Continue reading ‘Drunken Blogging’
The first rule of Fight Club is you do not talk about Fight Club.
Man. Less than an hour after watching this film, I’m already breaking the rule.
The film Fight Club is based on a similarly named novel by Chuck Palahniuk. The story basically starts off with the unnamed narrator sitting there on a chair, apparently held hostage by an unidentified person. From then onwards, we follow the narrator’s view as in how the whole mess started, and how the hell did he end up where he did. Somewhat reminiscent of Max Payne series, if you ask me. Continue reading ‘Fight Club’