Sunday, September 19, 2004
Wow(mockery). A fortnight has passed(stating the obvious). I have not been doing anything constructive enough to post. (Excuse)
Aboot 2 weeks ago, the Sunday Times had an article vaguely about something to do about how people react when they are met with a inevitable and shocking incident (such as a close relative's death):
***WARNING NS RANT AGAIN***
I feel it too man. Just when the letter for NS came in:
"Ah, cool. The letter for enlistment. Its all good, I still have 3 months more."
The day before enlistment:
"DAMN it. Why does it have to be tomorrow?! What the hell have I not packed? Two bloody weeks in camp!"
About half way through some random confinement after sometime:
"I'm the only guy in camp. I didn't deserve this. Everyone else is having fun at home. Especially those clerks."
I don't think Stage Three has really settled in yet. Probably in ten months time.
TEN MONTHS TIME. Sounds good eh? Freedom always sounds so good but ever since I'm staying out of camp everyday, playing computer games (I just got more games and I'm gonna touch on that) and basically spending more money, I'm actually thinking that staying in might not be such a bad thing after all. NOT.
***END RANT***
I've been switching my online styles too. Gone are the days of ICQ and Hotmail. Gmail and MSN are in. If you need to contact me, my MSN is (my name no space)@hotmail.com and if you want to have 1 GB in email storage space, just email me at the same address.
The game I've been playing on my Playstation 2 makes this picture:
Arrow points to the van I made fly. I'm the ball of wreck skidding on the road.
Burnout 3. Never knew that making cars crash for cash would be so much fun and its really addictive!!! I mean, LOOK at the graphics... its all so real.
Recipe for disaster
The sparks from the wreck... the particles flying... the smoke lingering... hell, its almost like an art to conjure up the perfect car crash.
I guess its all because I want to express myself to be at peace.
Ohm...
Last but not least here's the link of the week:
Icon Story
Aboot 2 weeks ago, the Sunday Times had an article vaguely about something to do about how people react when they are met with a inevitable and shocking incident (such as a close relative's death):
Stage One: shock, denial, numbness
Stage Two: fear, anger, depression
Stage Three: understanding, acceptance, moving on
***WARNING NS RANT AGAIN***
I feel it too man. Just when the letter for NS came in:
"Ah, cool. The letter for enlistment. Its all good, I still have 3 months more."
The day before enlistment:
"DAMN it. Why does it have to be tomorrow?! What the hell have I not packed? Two bloody weeks in camp!"
About half way through some random confinement after sometime:
"I'm the only guy in camp. I didn't deserve this. Everyone else is having fun at home. Especially those clerks."
I don't think Stage Three has really settled in yet. Probably in ten months time.
TEN MONTHS TIME. Sounds good eh? Freedom always sounds so good but ever since I'm staying out of camp everyday, playing computer games (I just got more games and I'm gonna touch on that) and basically spending more money, I'm actually thinking that staying in might not be such a bad thing after all. NOT.
***END RANT***
I've been switching my online styles too. Gone are the days of ICQ and Hotmail. Gmail and MSN are in. If you need to contact me, my MSN is (my name no space)@hotmail.com and if you want to have 1 GB in email storage space, just email me at the same address.
The game I've been playing on my Playstation 2 makes this picture:
Arrow points to the van I made fly. I'm the ball of wreck skidding on the road.
Burnout 3. Never knew that making cars crash for cash would be so much fun and its really addictive!!! I mean, LOOK at the graphics... its all so real.
Recipe for disaster
The sparks from the wreck... the particles flying... the smoke lingering... hell, its almost like an art to conjure up the perfect car crash.
I guess its all because I want to express myself to be at peace.
Ohm...
Last but not least here's the link of the week:
Icon Story
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