Brutha-ly Love

Welcome to the quarry of the quintessential quirk, the caberet of the crazed cretin, the abode of the aberrant aristocrat, the nexus of the neurotic engineer, the diary of the dogmatic dog-lover and the ranch of the revolutionary romantic! Have fun at your own expense!

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Of BGRs and Blue, Green, Reds

Boy meets Girl,
Girl makes World
Whole and Complete.
His energy She
Soon depletes.


RJC and its denizens have a rough 10% relationship engagement rate, putting my class waaaay below par. No wonder Singapore has such a deathly ageing (and increasingly stupidifying) population. All the intellectuals are smart enough to realise the detriments and shortfalls that come with a BGR while the cavemen and hooligans are virulently spreading their seed like master kulaks.

Could this be why is it that virtually NO ONE i know well enough has a steady gf or bf? This is SO disturbing. We're all around the age group of 17 and yet we're like some gay party. Am i to feel ashamed at this lacking? Am i to be disgraced that i have not yet tasted the forbidden fruit of a relationship? Am i to be longing for one with covetous eyes?

Why is it that we are all so conservative and shy? I have had my share of crushes and crushees, but have never been able to go beyond a certain level of acquaintanceship due this Singaporeans-only disease of acute embarrasia.

If we're to reap what we sow, i suggest to all Singaporeans at the age of 18, SOW SOW SOW NOW! Although that would result in us reaping grossly huge quantities of sperm...


The world should be kept in a box. A box that remains an isolated system with no external force acting on it. We're troubled enough already, and this enables a linear conservation of the moment.



Anyway, i went for my house committee interview today and BY JOVE, i'm so not gonna make it. I screwed the crap out of it not by completing the interview within 9 out of a possible 15 minutes, nor was it that i was nervously squeaking and squealing at an accelerated (read: incomprehensible) pace. No, it was because i was not from RI or RGS (not that i'd want to be in the former, of course).

Biased bimbotic (yet buxom) biatches. I don't think i will even get past this interview round now. Its not that i'm not particularly popular or anything, just that i will lack my ahem, fanbase to garner me enough votes to remain in the throes of suffering in the Moor-Tarbert exco.

The weather today also showed compassion by echoing and foreshadowing the interview: Dark, stormy and potentially unconfortable. Not to mention wet, but that's another RA story for another day...

Hey! I DID give some pertinent ideas and viewpoints though, and hope that they would not discriminate based on background (and looks. And charm. And wit and intelligence. Which if so, would have resulted in my deep tossing into the nth level of hell liaos*)...



Other than that, vball training today was hiong! I think this will be the first time my arms would actually ache (rmb: Power-Leg) from the training!

Currently, i have a new Blender mag (May, with Eminem and 50 Cent) and a chinese test tomorrow. No prizes for guessing which one takes priority ;)

*at least for making this very immodest assumption




Pimping pimple cream to... Hands - Jewel

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