Kill. Me. Now.

So just as things were starting to get better, I had to spill beer on my MacBook. I knew I should have started exercising. If I had, my ass would probably be smaller and the entire mishap could have been avoided. It all happened so quickly.. and the minute I saw it couldn’t be turned on, I literally saw its life with me flash before my eyes. I know, I’m being overly melodramatic, but I’m sorry because that’s exactly how I’m feeling right now. Having to use the family PC for the next few days isn’t going to make things better either. This. Is. So. Depressing. I’m watching Zodiac tonight at The Cathay to get my mind off things. Oh, and thanks for keeping me sane last night. I probably would have committed suicide if not for you.

In other news, the Radio Ga Ga crew did an amazing job last night. Respect!

Stickies!!

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Stickies are probably the one of best things to happen to OS X.

Space Oddity Me

Who are you to judge in your comfortable bourgeois life that the lies you swallow are be all and end all?

The fact that you sit and agree, nodding away at people telling you that developmentalist ways of looking at the media is beneficial for the overall development of society just proves that your ignorance is far beyond help, because you’ve become the sheep they’ve tried all their lives condition you into. Your preconceptions regarding life, society and politics are narrow beyond help. “It is not the role of the media to point out the shortcomings of the state”??!?!?!?!?! Are you kidding me?

The future is bleak, and it will be our mentors who will orchestrate our downfall, simply because the bureaucracy has won.

There Is A Light That Never Goes Out

I seem to be in a state of perpetual moodiness today. The stars won’t stay aligned.. or perhaps they never were aligned in the first place. Spiritual escapism is probably the perfect answer, but I’m too aware of reality to be deceived by.. myself. Or maybe not. Then again, it depends on what sort of deception is in question and what the incentives are. For now, I want to sing that song and mean it.

Sit Down Next to Me

(Photo by May)

I sit here on my room floor in nothing more than a towel, reading with the minimal light coming through the blinds, drawing stripes of subtle orange my laptop. I sit idly thinking of last night and how things could have been different.. but for some reason beyond my scope of discernment, I don’t regret it. Although, I did enjoy most of Beat!, especially having my two new and special friends enjoy themselves with me.

It was also good to be back after keeping away for two weeks. The break from Home Club did help rekindle my fondness for the place, and the friends who are constantly present, sharing a similar fondness for the very same things. As I sit on my room floor, the only thing that serves as a reminder for my enjoyment last night is my set of clothes, soaked in a stench of smoke and sweat. Back to reality, and the journalism assignment due on Monday.

Happy Birthday

This is the front and back (right and left respectively) of a card I made my classmate Nicole, done in Helvetica, again. I’m not going to post the message part because I wasn’t very particular with my leading (blame the logo assignment taking away most of my time for sleep). Happy birthday, Miss Loh.

Final

A lot of cheating going on I guess. I burned out towards the end and gave Kenny my logo with fuck-all written all over it. Helvetica, modified shapes, opacity “tricks”, blah blah blah.