Humans are inherently SADISTIC

Okay I came up with this today after I got back my math paper. I was stoning until somebody asked if I was okay and stuff. I must have looked really sad but actually I wasn’t. Then that person said,"Hey, at least you passed, I got 40-something" Then it struck me. Humans ARE inherently sadistic. I ask you, why did that person say that to me? To make me feel better right? How? By making him/herself lower than me. That person is unconsciously trying to appeal to my inherent sadistic nature to make me feel better! Also, another example is to go around complaining that one has so few marks and seems to be enjoying it. This proves my theory wrong right? WRONG! ahaha! This person is also unknowingly trying to draw out somebody that has lesser marks than him or her. When that happens, there’s the consolation that I’m not last anymore attitude. Bingo, humans are inherently sadistic. That’s where you get slapstick humour. How many of us will laugh first then help a friend when something really comical befalls him or her. For example, banging into a lamp post or like Sheng Chow, do a cartwheel, OUT of the class… See? Actually it has to do with something with how you perceive humans. Whther they are originally good till proven evil or evil till proven good. To be on the safe side I feel that everyone is neither evil nor good but somebody to be wary of. You’ll never know what’ll happen. So I shall say again, humans are inherently SADISTIC!!! It has been such a social norm that we don’t feel it anymore. We are unconscious of our own sadistic nature. Until now that I uncovered it. Heh heh. You can go around calling everyone a freaking sadist from now on. If you want a severe beating of course…
 
 
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Tuesday. Helmsman week…

Today was fun. Muay Thai in the morning. It was really basic man, but I picked up a few new things. But I still prefer my own fighting style which is imparted by my Dad. He calls it Tai Ji but I call it rojak. Can tell all the different forms put together to form what my dad calls tai ji. Lol. Everything went fine until MATHS came. Bloody hell, returning of math scripts. ARGH! I don’t want it! Take it back! oh well, all bad things must come to a start, which is now. A peek at my answer script when i placed it upside down told me I passed. MArginally. Really marginal. 50. I felt glad I passed but sad that I got 50. 50!!! I passed! Then there’s the 50!!! DAMN! emotion. Oh well. I calculated the other time that my max number of marks I could get was 62. I was right. Haiz…Then stone the whole day. I could have done better, but haiz. It’s fate I tell you! it’s fate! That’s rubbish. I shall pwn the bloddy R-paper! Muahahahah. that thing is wicked sick, R-papers is R-rated. Hahaha.
 
Gym training wasn’t so bad. Yongie wanted us to train on flexibility first then move on to strength. So easy peesy exercises. Heck we couldn’t go outside to play because of the haze. What have we done to deserve this??? Damned haze. PSI today was 113. Woot! It’s raining dust! Breathe it in! Ar…. …. After gym was GAMES! Finally some outdoor action, who’s afraid of a little haze? SO after a long discussion on what to play, we decided to play frisbee with a ball. -_-" They call it Frisball. Lolmao. It was fun actually, much easier to catch and to throw. And it was so easy that I twisted my ankle. -_-""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" Darn, it was minor, was walking on around 5 minutes but it still hurts when I got home. So that’s it for today, I came up with a new hypothesis today check it out, It’s called: Humans are inherently sadistic.

Sailig meeting

Okay now I have something against the SC. Darn them kope our idea of dressing up as pirates. Now they wear what "personalised T-shirts". What rubbish, now that we CAN dress up as pirates and stuff, we already changed our entire theme! BASKE*! I’m not against anyone but the whole organisation as a whole. Hey get a life or get an idea. Whole day use sailing stuff. It’s ironic. We get so much publicity for open house and stuff but other times nobody gives a damn whether sailing exists or not. AR…! It’s overhyped I tell you! We must find the Oracle to tell us all about them! Slay the Prophets of Truth, Mercy and Regret! We heretics must hold strong! We have the Oracle by our side, not even the Arbiter can harm us!
 
Haha! See that’s one reason why I don’t want to take up leadership positions in VJ (anymore). It’s overhyped I tell you!!! ARGH! CURSE YOU SC, pirate scum!

It’s over…So? Camp lor…

>>>This is a lag entry, this was supposed to happen yesterday
>>>Tuesday 10/10/2006
 
Lang Arts and it will be over soon. You can feel the anticipation. The saturation of studying. Nobody is looking at their files anymore. All eager to burst out of the exam hall screaming,"IT’S OVER! WOOT! IT’S OVER!" That was what I was planning to do but Mrs Jay aka Japillai told us to keep quiet because there were other people having exmas. Especially the lit people. I pity them but they don’t seem to want my pity. Who needs pity anyway? Hm… A penny for my thoughts (I’m getting rich). So there Language Arts finally came to an end which marked the end of the end of years. Waves of relief, excitement and sadness overcame me. Relief because the * exams are finally over. Now I can play with peace of mind, excitement because I’m going camping after that and sadness because we’re going to get our papers back next week. Like I always say to people handing out homework/marked test papers/etc/etc/etc/etc… ,"I don’t want it, take it back!" Nothing special but hey it’s a tagline. Lol… So bursting out of the classroom with the mute function on, it’s time for lunch! haha! After that was me sailing meeting. Going to do preperations for open house. Woot! Then can go camping. OMGosh I got so many things to write I dunno how long this entry is going to be…
 
So the sailing team met up at "The Sailor’s Bench" at the canteen. We came up with a plan and then swaggered down to Parkway to buy paint to paint our banner/sail. WE GET TO PAINT A SAIL AS A BANNER! How cool is that?! But bloddy SC kope our idea as dressing up as pirates so we’re stuck with PT kit lor…Sadness. Alexi suggested we bring pirate-d VCDS and spoof up their entire event but that would land us in an awful lot of trouble. So after lunch at parkway, thinking of what to paint and buying the paint which took 1 1/2 hours. Anyway these people are the BEST! We actually got to eat at a HAWKER CENTRE! Finally, the first bunch of VJ people that I went out with that would willingly eat at a hawker centre. And it wasn’t my idea. As Kyne says,"We always go hawker." Bunch of cool people… The last time I went out with the class I had in mind to stop at the food court to eat but the people in front just walked past and planted their bums in a fast food restaurant. I was standing outside the foodcourt in a daze. Must be the old VS mentality and my own personal preference. I can’t wait to go to Thailand with the sailing team! Imagine the madness.( Yep, they’re crazy people all right, no bluffing)
So back to school armed with paint, brushes and thinner we got to work. Plan was to imitate the VJ PE attire, yellow and white but with the logo drawn with cross-swords. So it looks more pirate-ish…Not as easy as it took though. I had to leave early to go camp or else there won’t be no campfire left. So I left the team reluctantly.
 
Alright, now here’s where all the fun begins…Arrived at East coast barefooted(I was barefooted because I had to step on the sail and was too lazy to put me shoes back on) and found a nice spot. All sand, no grass. That way there won’t be any thorny stuff and ants. So I set up camp, took out my mp3 and enjoyed the haze, whoops I mean breeze… (Rain or shine, haze or no haze, nothing is going to ruin this camping trip) Ah…feels good to be back in the open. I might want to go camping again this week. Friday perhaps. But don’t want it to be overkill. So lying on my poncho and half-tent and thinking about the year and stuff. Things you wouldn’t comprehend and I cannot express. So yah, just one word to sum it all up: stuff. Lol. Anyway halfway thru my beauty sle…I mean rest, this young malay couple approached me to "jagar" their tent while they went to the market to get stuff. I’ve always admired how malays always take the opportunity to camp. It’s like the spirit is in their blood or something. Cool, I like that. So I angled my tent so that I would face their tent and lay down again. After a while the wind died and it got really hot even in a half tent. SO I went around looking for wood to burn for the fire later. I mean, what’s a camping trip without a fire. Thank goodness it didn’t rain in the past few days and the wood was dry as bone. Perfect. So I got some planks, twigs but not wandering far from the tents. I looked at my pile of wood and felt very satisfied. Back to the tent. The couple then came back with coke and some sotong balls for me. Gee, what a nice couple. They then invited me to share their rojak. Wha damn paiseh lor. Help to jagar tent get so many things. Anyway this boyfired-girlfried couple seemed kind enough. But I just ate the cucumbers, pai seh mah…That led to the girl named Sha-something asking whether I was vegetarian. Later on we saw something really spectacular.
 
This two ang mah women stripped down to their bikinis a little distance away from us and made their way to the water. I wouldn’t mind if they were "trim" and tall like * but OMGosh, they look like…urgh…disgusting sight. They were fat and them wearing bikini is honestly porn. That’s porn I tell you. Bleagh…Sha-sth and the guy (nicknamed Lee) were all laughing away. The two angmoh women kinda looked back at us but that didn’t stop them, and didn’t stop us from laughing. They waded in the water and got quite deep. They obviously think that Singapore’s sea water is like our tap water. But nope. SIngapore’s sea water is…erm…(hope I don’t get sued for this) seriously shitty. Haiz, come on, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. When in Singapore do as the Singaporeans do. Please don’t give people sore eyes…
 
Alright so we spent a while chatting till the trio came to join me for the camp. Trio meant: Rhoda Priscilla and Jillian. Why all girls you may ask. Simple question deserves a simple answer, because there are no guys! Easy as that. Everyone of them backed out so left the trio lor…So I left Lee and Sha-sth to go start the fire. WHen they arrived, it wasn’t very dark yet but it soon became much darker. Like the endpoint of a titration experiment, night falls extremely quick. So now got people jagar my tent, I ran around gathering tinder and got this huge log. Not log maybe but a large branch. Again, all bone dry. Gee, I’m a happy camper! Whahoo! Dry wood=Big Fire. So while I was away collecting all my stuff, the girls got back…a few dried leaves…yeah, that’s it. Okay, never mind. Anyway I already got some stuff while walking over to East coast so got quite alot of wood. So what are we waiting for? It’s dark and so start the fire!
 
I lit the tinder with the lighter and it caught fire instantly(I use lighters because I can’t use matches. I break them, I know it’s cheating but hey…I don’t have boxes of matches to spare)The tinder caught fire but the wood didn’t. So add more tinder lor? Some of the twigs caught fire and started to burn but ended up in smouldering embers. Perfect, just what I wanted. So what now? Blow lor. Give it some oxygen dude! Blow and blow. The girls stood rather far away and their breaths didn’t really make much of a difference. But I appreciate the effort. Rhoda and Jillian can’t get too close because they’ll just choke on the smoke and die. So after much hard work, the fire got started. Exhausted and sweaty I sat back to enjoy the flames. Something that I’ve never done in a long time. The fire is my baby. I’ll never let it go out until it’s time for it to go… I love my fire and I love you too. Wish you were here…
 
Jillian told me that when they were outside at dunno what Vivocity she claimed that she would start a fire beside mine but looking how hard it was she kinda gave up. SHe thought you could just put a lighter under a log and burn it till it catches fire. She has never heard of tinder before. Naive but forgivable. These people are having their first REAL campfire. Priscilla had never been to a "real" camp and Jillian had only seen fires with wood soaked in Kerosene. That is cheating big time I say. I was hugely dissapointed when ODAC back to basics camp used kerosene soaked wood for their fire on the last day. It’s ODAC hello! What’s going on??!! Oh well. At least I already knew how t pitch a tent and set up a fire before the ODAC camp. One thing, I don’t know how to make rope out of fibers and set up a proper tent, not the kind with tent poles and those you can buy. I want to know how to set up the kind of Poncho tent with long straight branches. A DIY tent sth like that…
So after chatting and the girls singing, it’s time for dinner! So I took out my instant noodles and poured some water in my mess tin. I laid in on a plank of wood over the fire. It didn’t look like it would boil. SO after countless efforts to get it to boil, finally settled on a position where only one of the corner of the mess tin was touching the fire. Hey, this is my first time cooking sth over a fire hor. Dun laugh… Surprisingly the girls helped me do all the cooking. They kinda volunteered. How enbarrasingto have somene cook your food for you when you can do it yourself. Their reason was that since I helped make the fire, they’ll help by cooking me noodles. Since got free help…why not? Haha…
 
>>>To be continued…
 
 

Splendid Sunday

Ah…a day of rest. Strictly no mugging. Studying should be the word. Heh heh. Chem xam on monday then LA on tuesday. THAT’S IT! NO MORE! Woot! Wait, forgot to count the R-papers. AIYAH! Must learn to say it Jackie Chan Adventure style. Uncle: AYEEEEEEYAAAAAAAH! Tauru! Get me tentacle of Octupus. Lollerskae. Anyway this entry will be dedicated to all the random stuff I’m thinking. Kwok-nian motion where thoughts move randomly and haphazardly.
 
1. I’ve been thinking about my favourite 2 names again, Aquila and Jade. Now I’ve got a new name! In the event I have 2 daughters, the eldest shall be Jade, and the younger Ruby! Haha, Ruby is a nice name. It’s a gem which is precious, like my children (if I ever have any) and most importantly, IT’S RED!!! My favourite colour!!! Haha! Haven’t thought of the scenario where I get two sons yet. Hm…
 
2. I wonder whether it’s better to build a wall round a campfire to prevent the wind from blowing it out. But more wind better wad…So make holes in the wall? Might as well not make any wall.
 
3. What the hell is art for? (While revising LA) I think art is some rubbish created by some clown that loved what he made. So what now, in this postmdern world, everything can be art. If everything is art, then what’s it for? Can everything have a common purpose?
 
4. In church I was asked what was the one quality that I would want to have. I thought for a while and put down the all-encompassing answer: Godly. Now that I’ve come home, I think, what does Godly include? Hm…too much for us humans to understand.
 
5. Haze has cleared up abit today. Bloddy hell, yesterday PSI limit rose up to 150. Magnus effect (pronounce mad-ness ee-fect). It’s siao one, visibility was so low and it was literally raining dust. I wasn’t affected by it though. Stayed indoors the whole time. What did we do to deserve this??? Hey farmers, dun burn the wood. Chop down the trees and sell the timber, make more money like that yah? You can’t sell smoke. Guess they’ll have tons of smoked food. Carbon carbon everywhere. Woot!
 
6. Sailing meeting on tuesday, discuss open house. Everyone dress as pirate, heheh. Shiver me timbers…ar…
 
7. People actually read my blog! Apart from the faithful viewers, other ppl actually come and read my blog! WoHo! See? This proves the usefulness of MSN space. It’s so accessible, just click on the star beside my dp and whoalah you’re here at Camping grounds for FREE! Microsoft doesn’t even charge a cent for creating a space here. Woot! Go microsoft! Xbox 360 OWNAGE! Wii is the Wii not as good as the 360? Because it’s NITENDO! Nitendo!! Argh! *Choke *Gasp.
 
Oh well, that’s all. No more random thoughts.

Wonderful weekend

The weekends never tasted so sweet. Finally can rest for a day or so before burying myself in chemistry. I’ve flunked maths, physics, going flunk Language arts and Chinese…That’s almost everything, I might as well take all the R-papers…Haiz my IP1 life is screwed. Nehilism all starts to make sense now. When we view the world from a pessimistic point of view, we get this. This is starting to turn out to be a chicken and egg question…If bad things arise because of our negative attitude, and our negative attitude arise out of bad things…Which one came first? Hm…quite simple actually, bad things right? So bad things is a constant and negative feelings and thoughts are variables…Argh forget it, flung maths already still think like this…
 
The knife had grown to be much more appealing nowadays…Dunno why but I just have this urge to use it. (not kill someone, kill myself maybe) So I shall go camp on tuesday after LA. I shall bring change of clothes, poncho and half-tent to school. After LA, it’s straight to East Coast for me. Find a nice camping spot, collect some tinder and dry wood, put it in one side, lay the poncho, set up the tent and relax. Let the waves of the sea wash away your sorrow, let the runners that run past inspire you with their will, let the sea breeze brush against your face like a silk cloth. When night falls, you set up the fire and bask in the orange light. Ever tending to it like a child. The product of your hard work and skill. Sit back, enjoy the flames, the heat and of course dinner and marshmallows beside the fire. That’s what I’m going to do on tuesday.
 
No words spoken, only in your mind, and like the mocie title, it’s just you, me and the tent.
 
Looking forward to the EOEOY (end of end-of-years)

Thursday – the day before friday…

Thursdays will never be the same again. First there was the physics paper. Setter dun know how to set the paper one! You read the question 10 times you won’t know what the * they asking for lor!!! Bloddy Baaaaaaasket… Haiz. But later was okay. We had around 4 hours worth of break time before the practical starts. So we payed cards and had a hell lot of fun. First it was taiti with keith enwei and me. Then we taught kenny how to play bridge and then we played bridge. Lesson learnt during playing bridge: Never let Kenny bid beyond 2. That clown hai everyone he team with lor. Noob anyhow bid one… I team with him once and almost reached 9 suits, reached 8 suits haha then Keith and Enwei won haiz…Everyone was hoping they didn’t want to team with Kenny lor. Ki siao, 9 suits how to win? The only person that reached 9 suits was En Wei because his hand was FULL of picture cards. I so suay lor…1 point exceed, if not can wash liao…Lolz, after that change back to taiti with Cui Yue taking over Kenny’s place. Haiz, playing cards is fun…I should go work at the IR, can be dealer. I deal nubbad one leh, quite fast but the cards are everywhere, heh heh.
 
Then physics practical arrived…I don’t want to record what went on here because it’s too painful. I’m dead that’s all I can say. Hence I’m screwed for physics. GGHF: Good Game, Have Fun…
 
After our ordeal, the trio went to 7-11 to get some "sad food" as Keith calls it. Basically high sugar food that gives you a high and makes you forget all your worries. Who needs alcohol and drugs when you got sweets and drinks? Honestly after that I felt alot better. HOWEVER, when I got home I had this heavy weight tugging at my heart. I just can’t seem to forget the physics practical. It’s too painful. So I played maple to get rid of the sorrow. After dinner it got worse when I chanced upon the phrase "What isn’t yours isn’t meant to be yours" That made me even worse. Trust me to think of such at times like this. I’m really so dead. I miss the tent, the knife and the glowing embers…
 
I feel like crying but there’s no reason to…
 
sadness overcomes all…
 
A sigh will do…
 
That felt better…
 
Shucks, maths test tmr…
 
sadness overcomes all…
 
For now…
 
"You take a kick by the exams then you give it a kick back" – Some old man we met at 7-11. He probably never went to school.