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In a place of voidness, I need colours. Blue, Red, Green.
May the colours tell of a story that will not let me regret.
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Monday, August 24, 2009
Ok. So I finally changed my blogskin. The old one was nice but hard to navigate eh?! Oh well this is simple enough and simplicity is good, sometimes. Haha.
So many people blogging, how could I be left out?!??! I'm so cut off from the world with my RP course going on where I have to stay in lah. But, have no fear my beloved FANS! I'm BACK! Hopefully I'll be free enough to blog often to satisfy the unsatiable hunger of my wonderful READERS. Haha. given that I'll be doing guard duty where I have LOTS of time to just stand there, spaced out and think about useless, random stuff that can become blog materials. Soon, my posts will be about super random and useless stuff that has no relevant to my life or whatsoever.
Army has changed me(did I mention this before? Nvm) in a way I tried not to be. VULGAR. I tried so hard to restrain myself but the f in pffffts always comes out. Oh well, accept it people! My F means no harm!!! So dun be surprised if I burst out in vulgarities one day while I am laughing at a joke or what not.
I want to earn more money. I seriously do not give a F about academics(It has started!) I don't want any degree when in a few years time it will just expires like any gardenia BREAD. I want a money-making method that can sustain my expenses plus the enjoyment of having INCOME. Income that I call my own, without having to wreck my brains in reading up ridiculous amounts of notes and writing freaking long essays just to get some nutty professor to read and give comments like KEN LEE. Anyone interested in joining me to start a business?!?! It can be anything!!! Haha. You provide the capital, I do the market research and together we earn BIG BUCKS.
My base is so fake. It has the whole COMPLETE SET I tell you. The gate is so nice, newly built, with one of the better equipments SAF can afford. But inside there are those gates that seems to have rusted and with any push, it'll vapourize into grey powder. Then there's those new buildings they said to catch up with what "3G army" SAF is (trying to) becoming. But inside, we have rotting pieces of wood they call furniture and sponges not for washing but to sleep on, with fans that could have worked better in a tornado. Then comes the people. People who smiles and greet their superiors like every greeting they give, they get extra income. And then there are those that likes the tastes of other's boots/ass and gains 200% energy and gives 200% effort when they do work in front of the superiors. Not to forget there are those that gives a heck to anything that happens to the world but themselves. Terrorist can come bomb their homes but their finger cannot be injured by one of the small harmless splinters on the wooden poles for fear of LETHAL viral infections. So they can't do much work for fear of dying any minute now due to sudden cardiac arrest or something. Finally, there's people like me. Living a fake life with a fake personality only to reveal their true form when we are out of ARMY. It's so fake, I don't want to talk about it anymore.
I think facebook is super laggy. There's so much problems with the applications, to which I'm hooked on these days. Sooner or later, they will start asking for donations or something to upgrade their server. Or maybe there will be influx of MORE advertisements to earn revenue. The most extreme will be a NEW socializing website popped out.
The world is so fake, I smell fragrance from the artificial flowers.
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