We’re working on something funky, and new

Shhh, hold on a while more, yah?

Well, my good ol’ buddy, Hong Yi, pasted me this video - and my first impression was that, wow, amazing cinematography. Apparently, after watching it, it’s WAYYYY more than that!

Love it. And I melted too. =x

Hahaha, OMG. *melts* - literally.

You guys are STILL refreshing the pages at 3AM in hope that I’ll update? Sheesh, I see like 20-30 constant refreshes on the site.

I GIVE IN. YOU WIN. PFFFFFFT.

Okay okay, I’d truly be an asshole if I didn’t update. So…. there you go! UPDATED!

(as usual, to get there, use the button on top to get to what u’re looking for)

Yes yes, I know some features are missing, but then right, my dearest readers, you must also understand it’s now 4.13AM and that my bed is more tempting.

…UNLESS you bribe me with one Ultimate Mocha from Coffee Bean or a Venti Java Chip from Starbucks.

Well, I’ve just got home from a long day at work, and I found my server frozen stiff with crazy loads at almost midnight.

** RANT MODE ON **

Oh, it was last year’s Photo Database application - some of you guys were trying to get “it” to display this year’s stuff - but apparently LEO changed stuff so the scripts got frozen and caused the server to crash. BRRR.

Okay, so now that I’ve graduated, and that everyone I (do) know personally has graduated - and that the school’s management has changed (and I don’t know/have no ties with anyone “up” there) - my question is simple:

Give me a good reason why I should continue running the Photo Database at the expense of risking myself when I’m no longer in RP.

No, really, I’m serious.

** RANT MODE OFF **

It’s another of those nights where I’ve actually felt the need to pen something down here, oblivious to probably hundreds (or rather, thousands) of people who stumble across this page each day, just to get it out, and perhaps, struck more than just a few chords.

PS: I don’t play instruments, so, well, I don’t know much about chords, either.

I never really used to worry much about money, especially when I went out - for the very fact that when I went to say, club, or just say, supper, at the age of 15, almost everything was paid for for me; Either by the bunch (which was like 10 years older) which I went out with, or well, some random person always offered to pay.

Fast forward many years, and now I was in that situation of paying for others. Amazing, isn’t it? How a few years actually past like that, and tables actually get spun around, mostly onto myself. Throughout the past 3 years of my polytechnic education in RP, I’ve actually gotten to know quite a few (okay, screw that - it’s MANY) people.

I’ve seen all kinds (I hope) of wacky people, people who make great friends, people who turn around and poke a wooden chopstick into your back, and well, even people who don headphones and walk around the campus singing nonchalantly. (Yes, you guys from my batch in RP will remember Sunny-pal. HAHA!)

Well, getting back to the topic at hand, in regards to money - after kicking some thoughts back and forth on my pillow, we’ll take dinner as an example for this time, because - it’s something really common, and we probably engage in everyday! That said;

I’d also be fortunate enough, to have more than my fair share of dinner dates - be it in remuneration for, uh, fixing laptops, or well, we made something up as a reason to go out - but yes, it was always done with a proper reason. (Let’s not move on to any other kind of dates beside dinner - it’s a touchy topic)

One thing I tend to do by instinct during dinner, is to observe. I have this belief that a person’s self tends to slip during the course of other actions, i.e Dinner, and actions, words and thoughts tend to spill out. I’m usually right, and there’s this little urge to always “tell” someone about how I’ve just “profiled” them, but there’s a little voice which holds me back. Us, the few who observe, are those who catch the minute details, and notice what is not said or told.

We always come to the point, in any outing, date, meeting, or congregation (blah, what a word to use) where money comes into play. You can probably make up pseudo-scenarios yourself, say: “Giving expensive gifts”, “Footing the tab”, “Splitting costs”, etc. Most people react subjectively to such scenarios, or rather, think they do.

Well, when I was much younger, my mum use to say, “beware of girls who talk about money all day long - you never see the Channel 8 TV-Sequel, meh!? they very greedy one!”.

It shows, and it shows bad, and especially worst when the person doesn’t even realise it, and hopes nobody else does. We often hear about “stinginess” or “extravagence” from the grapevine about someone else - and where exactly does those come from?

People do subconsciously notice, and rate, and add a little score beside each characteristic of others they meet. Whether they realise it or not is another issue to be debated.

Personally, I have two very straightforward classifications, and, as a guy, I’m not going to classify my own kind (because obviously, I’d be very biased, and no, that’s not the point) - I’ll classify our other gender into two kinds: Girls who like money, and Girls who say they like money.

No, I’m not missing a group here, and I’m strictly not going to add a group which says “Girls who don’t like money” for the very obvious reasons - that’s a lie, and they probably fall into the group which says they like, anyway.

Now, the very obvious difference in the two classifications is the word, “say”.

By definition, the word “say” actually implies, uh, “to be certain”, and “to express” - as you can probably find http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/say. And by that, if you apply that word into the context of expressing a liking for money, there’s a huge difference between those who actually just “like” something.

I’ve never taken any psychology modules before in school - and they probably wouldn’t offer me them anyway. But as far as I’m concerned, there’re two states of mind when it comes to desiring something - consciously and subconsciously.

Allow me to explain the difference here:

Conscious desires are the ones we know about, and actually are aware of - which also means we’re able to safeguard ourselves, or come up with a followup action to carry on. Take the example of consciously wanting an expensive object: The thinking process would involve “steps” to take to obtain it - logical ones, of course.

Yes, and these decisions usually lead to motivation, followed by success, driven by that very desire.

Subconscious desires are the ones which make us look bad - because we don’t know that we “want” them, and the mind, being a creative ballpark, ends up making decisions which are not exactly sensible and definitely looking very bad to others. This, undoubtedly, is also one of those characteristics which makes others give them the labels we talked about earlier on.

Now, let’s apply this two states of desires into “Girls Who Like Money” and “Girls Who Say They Like Money“. Guess which group has the conscious desires floating around!

Does it make sense which is the bunch that (us), guys, should be wary of?

As nature begets, all things come and go in rounds.

The only difference between one round from the other is its shape. Circles, ovals, and badly drawn ones are commonplace - you’ve probably known how those felt, but of course, being who I am, and what I do - people like us never get anything close to round; or even any other identifiable shape, for that matter.

It always seems like static when you turn to look at it - nicely blended in with every other element around. Yet, when seperated, stands by itself. That shape(ful) line seems to take absolute turns at some, if not all times.

Such a line serves infinite causes, and one might argue, serves more than one master - or artist, in the sense of the person who actually penned it. Exquisite nibs, of course, adds to the weight, stroke, and density of the line. Ink too, plays a part. Personally, I’ve a soft spot for crimson, albeit dabbled a little with a darker shade, say, the boldest colour of them all.

You then pick up a pen, a blunt one - in place of the golden nib. And doodle.

Us, humans, have a soft spot for doodling - and out of seeming messes, we tend to end up sketching: Thoughts out of our imagination, or desire, or well, something buried within. They say it’s the left side of the brain at work - the side which Van Gogh, and probably Albert (subtly) was active at.

You sketch.

Unknowingly, the lines form complicated whole shapes, which actually begin to look like it does indeed have some form or another, and we hesitate.

Thus stems it all, thus stems it all..

As they say when a movie’s wrapped up: “Box it up, people, box it up!”

Well, Christmas is nearing, and us, (poor) guys, are always fretting about what to get for gals (girlfriend, friend, or platonic friend, or “special” friend, or.. well, something - I wouldn’t know what you do, would I?)

Still, personally, I’ve done my shopping on eBay, and I’m proud to say that this year’s Christmas expenditure, uh, bill, rings up to, ALOT. Hahaha! Those of you who’re on my Christmas list - you know who you are =x Lalalalala~ (and perhaps you might want to remind me.. just in case it slipped off my mind!)

For those of you who’re on a tighter leash, you could check out blogshops, you know. Blogshopping isn’t always for that girl sitting next to you who clicks around, wide-eyed, during 6th P. Guys can also use it to hunt for super-chio outfits in which you want to see your… I mean, your girl.. nono, your friend in.

(Stop aiming that super-low-cut-outfit, can?)

I’ll start the ball rolling - FREE advertisement HERE for *all* people who reply with their blogshop addresses, and, I’ll even post up ONE banner per shop (up to 468×60 pixels in size) - you design it, you tell me where to link to, and i will post it all over this site.

I’ll start - this one belongs to my friend, Michelle, and she gladly is giving away stuff with huge offers..: http://voguevilla.livejournal.com/ - I personally like that black $22 halter, unfortunately, the gal I’m intending to get it for is strongly against it =x

Post your links, if you want your advert to be here!

…with this song:

Sexy time assured - or your money back. Read the subtitles, folks.

Edit: Disabled the Listen Now button, it sucks. Keeps hanging my blog. GRRR.

Hahaha, I saw over at MrBrown that he has the “Listen Now” button above each of his posts, hence… I also added the button.

Essentially, just click the button, and it’ll READ the whole post out to you! It sounds kinda silly when it reads singlish. Click it, and hear how this post sounds like reading Singlish:

• - Ooi. What you doing? Oei.
• - Shaddup lah
• - Sianx today so boring how?
• - Song boh!
• - Huat ah!
• ..and, think of a few more. HAHAH!

Now try reading emoticons and slangs:

• =X
• ROTFL
• WTF
• LANLAN

I love the computer voice. So cute. HAHA