SNSD IDENTIFICATION CHART (GEE EDITION)

This post was made for people like Jeremy, Shawn and CS (as well as everyone else of you out there) who utterly can't tell them apart.



YOONA IS OVERRATED. JESSICA FOREVER. TIFFANY CLOSE SECOND.

EDIT: Oh, and reference MV (Gee)



Right, back to reading.

so anyway

I was thinking just the other day, that I have no motivation in life, that's probably why I'm such a emofuckhead.

So, my new motivation is to discover a purpose. To that end, I have decided to try to learn whatever comes to mind, with the tiny insignificant chance that whatever I end up learning might be actually, you know, useful and/or fittingly niche to an end.

Hence, suggestions?
1) Actually sit down and relearn Japanese.
2) Start learning Korean.
3) Start learning Thai.
4) Learn bass guitar. Academy of Rock sounds reaaaaally interesting.
5) Learn how to drive. Then quit hall. Oh right, that reminds me.

Also, once again, I no longer think I have any motivation of staying in hall. AGAIN. My mood-swings on this subject like a fucking rollercoaster on crack, only now it's been derailed at 250mph flying down the damned triple loop-the-loop again. Geez, this is almost becoming an annual occurrence. Now if there's actually room back at home I would think about moving home. Maybe buy a netbook to use in school. Traveling time is going to be a fair bitch though. Hmm, maybe apply PGP/RVR/Kuok.

I think I dislike it when people are judgemental, and having an overactive imagination certainly doesn't help. It's really cyclical, avoiding people because you don't want to be judged but realising that doing that doesn't STOP them from judging you based on your non-appearance and general phantomness.

And I believe I wear a "fuck off, I don't want to talk to you" face most of the time anyway. God I'm unfriendly.

Been reading Questionable Content on and off during this tryingly stressful period. Yes, it says it's supposed to center on "an average frustrated 20-something music nerd, his PC and Faye." But really now, the only reason I'm reading this is for Hannelore.



True, I would have expected a character with "rather severe case of obsessive-compulsive disorder, is an insomniac, and counts things for a living." to be funny, but she's freaking hilarious. Oh, and she apparently spends hours downloading pictures of kittens on google. And has a huge phobia of tapirs.

I blame xkcd for giving me the reference. Sigh!

i resent!

the suggestion that I have a weakness for cute girls. =(

That is so not true at all. =|


Ladies & Gentlemen, this is cute.


And, -sigh-, this is pretty. ::melts into a puddle::

Guess which is my favourite?

RARGH. Sigh, I'm tired and cranky and need sleep and I'm so dead for tuesday's paper and there are so many cans to be collected and things to come up with for welfare and augh kill self la, kanasai.

random gif generator

Insert Cute + Cute + Cute + Awesome Bangs + SNSD + Wasting Break-Time Fiddling Around With Adobe Imageready = ...
...*drumrolls* da da dum!

TAEYEON!



So adorable! <3 So cute! <3 So kawaii!


That just broke the cuteness-meter. Aw.

Right, back to health psych. *groan*

Tales of Mere Existence

True tales of human drama... and the ending is so true in a way. Cute, and darkly funny.



Don't get addicted though! Although "Boyfriends I have been" is pretty funny too.

ALSO

"VHEMT (pronounced vehement) is a movement not an organization. It's a movement advanced by people who care about life on planet Earth. We're not just a bunch of misanthropes and anti-social, Malthusian misfits, taking morbid delight whenever disaster strikes humans. Nothing could be farther from the truth. Voluntary human extinction is the humanitarian alternative to human disasters.

...

When every human chooses to stop breeding, -"

HANG ON, WAIT WHAT? HUMAN BEINGS, STOP HAVING SEX?
That's hilarious.


I couldn't make this shit up if I tried.
http://www.vhemt.org/aboutvhemt.htm#vhemt

this is a public service announcement.

I'm worried.

No, I'm not worried about the upcoming exams. I barely flicker when people talk about the state of the hall, the block. I'm not registering anything when I hear that our neighbours are getting such and such, so-and-so for their efforts at donating to NUSSU and 19 other beneficiaries. There isn't a sense of impending doom as my hard drive grinds to a halt for the final time, dooming all it's passengers on board to a oblivion for lost data files. Nope, I don't get shudders of trepidation, or fear and loathing in loneliness when I think about how I pass my days. I certainly don't dread a life condemned to future laboring for paychecks to pay mortgages and instalments, the 9-to-5 life of slaving away to OUR GREAT SOCIETY.

I'm worried because everything seems so small when you think about dying.

23 years ago, I was born here on this planet, and in barely a flicker of time, I will die. What's going to be on my gravestone when I die? I really don't think it's going to say "Completed 100 Facebook quizzes" or "Finished Bioshock On Hard Difficulty" or even "Crown3d". Life isn't a game, and no one's going to be checking your gamertag profile or even going to care about your massive manga collection or the fact that you can speak 32 languages including binary and python, when you're dead. 23 years ago, I didn't choose to be born. Now the only thing on my mind is how I'm supposed to choose how to live.

I'm worried because I haven't figured out what I'm here for.

It's kinda hard, you know. How many of you have ever seriously thought about how you're going to live? Be honest here. You in the back, put your hand down, your mission in life isn't to get money, fuck bitches and smoke trees. That's idealism right there, and we'll have none of that nonsense around here. Some of us have it easy, you know, consigning your lives to a higher power, so you can basically tell yourself "Fuck it, I really dunno what I'm supposed to be doing, so I guess I'll just view everything I do as having meaning through serving someone bigger. There are greater forces at work here." And when someone does that on TV, we call it "railroading" through lack of imagination in scriptwriting, and wish they'd fire the writers (Here's looking at you and your "everything can be explained with time-travel", Lost).

And I think I think I think too much. That's me saying "I think too much", and the other guy's me thinking that the first guy (me) thinks too much, and I spend too much time thinking about these two guys (both me) thinking too much.

Loop to infinity, segfault, PAGE_FAULT_IN_NONPAGED_AREA.


Yeah, my brain probably runs XP. Hey, it beats Vista.