an old man, a young man, and my life's greatest lesson.

firstly i would like to comment on how the below post contained sub-standard japanese.

i would like to apologise for that. especially if it didn't manage to put a smile on your face.
i mean, how could someone say that about my best friend. (aka someone's gay man wh*re)

makes me sick.

loads has happened in my life lately. Since the last post, i fucked isat again, went for the monash interview, decided to apply for dentistry as well. i really have nothing to say about Acer and their test. answers that appeared as clear as day to me were apparently wrong. for example,

'Advice is what people seek when they already knew the answer but wish they didn't'

Which of the follow best describes the above statement?
a. regret
b. confirmation
c. avoidance
d. arrogance

the answer seemed very obvious. but yet my sister disagreed. she says its because i was too cynical.
perhaps thats why she got higher 29%.
despite the fact that we were only 10 marks apart.

so i decided to do the interview. monash previously had no qualms about my isat anyways, as long as i do reasonably well for the former i would pretty much be given a place. hopefully.
i thought i did pretty okay this time.
last time i thought i did pretty well.
and i failed.

by now you probably have detected a strong pungent smell. yes, thats depression. comes when a relative close to you passes away. i really regret not being able to see her for one last time, though at least my sister did arrive to do so. she was supposedly greenish and having spasms, not to mention in a great amount of pain. its cancer afterall.

currently reading this book by mitch albom, tuesdays with Morrie. about a dying man who has ALS and as he withers away, speaks to Mitch once every week, a different topic each time.

i asked Morrie if he felt sorry for himself.
'Sometimes, in the mornings,' he said. 'That's when i mourn. I feel around my body, I move my fingers and my hands-whatever i can still move-and i mourn what i've lost. I mourn slow, insidious way in which i'm dying. But then i stop mourning.'
Just like that?
'i give myself a good cry if i need it. But then i concentrate on all the good things still in my life. On the people who are coming to see me. On the stories i'm going to hear.. I don't allow myself more self pity than that. A little each morning, a few tears, and that's all'

How useful it would be to put a daily limit on self-pity,
don't you agree?

How about a magic trick?

Lets put a smile on that face.

Watched Dark Knight and damn was it good. Two and a half hours at the cinema and money well spent. Although I must question the sensibility of the ticket attendant to sell us tickets with pre-determined seats without us determining what seats we wish to occupy. Not to worry however, I rectified that mistake by taking up whichever seat I wanted upon entering the theater. Comfort first is what I believe in.

Tiger Airways was forgettable. Leg room was minimal, and the space was made worse by the fact that the lady in front of me decided to make herself as comfortable as possible by reclining her chair to the point I can see the back of her head when I sit up right. Also, the smell of SGD4 instant noodles is ever present throughout the flight. Whining, I know. 'Real men don't whine' is what I heard somewhere before. I guess by his definition, instead of whining, real men choose to punch a wall with their fist and thus spraining the wrist for a few days. Bravo, a real man indeed.

A: yk doko desu ka.
B: Shirimasen.
A: Gakkarida desu ne.
B: Iie. Ii nyuusu desu yo.
A: Sou desu.

How about a magic trick?
I'm gonna make yk... disappear.
(send virus to his msn)

Ta-daa! He's... gone!

I think I'll go to KL. I think I'll eat some hawker food.

Ok before anything else. BAND. AUGUSTANA. LISTEN. NOW.

With that out of the way, going to the airport in a couple of hours for the flight to Singapore. Never used Tiger Airways before so see how it goes. Busy stocking up my iPod and PSP right now to keep myself entertained on the flight.

ANYONE WATCHED EURO08??? If you didn't, congrats, you just missed out on probably the most entertaining international tournament in recent history. Germany vs Spain. Not quite the teams I imagined for the final but well done. The lesser evil prevailed. Say what you like, Torres scored the winner, but in reality he didn't do much else and the German defence were pretty disastrous. The kudos should go to Xavi and Senna who bossed the midfield (plus pissing off Ballack which is always a good thing). All in all a pretty damn good tournament with the exception of the punditry. I am really missing ESPNStar now damnit.

What happened over the week.... well my grandmother passed away which is one thing. Another thing, I AM GOING TO MISS MY FLIGHT DAMN IT. OKTHANKSBYE.