i swear i'll kill myself if i don't get to watch detriot metal city. and everyone around me too.



there's something wrong with this world, how weird that living in the jungle provides more solace and comfort that the urban jungle. hmm.


hmm the world is a pretty weird place. just because some NTU guy jumped to his death and played violent computer games previously when he was still alive and kicking, they blame it on computer games. now parents all over are naggin their kids to stop. obviously that includes me. so here goes the logic. one fine day, some guy was eating a fishball when he choked and died. so do parents ban their kids from eating fishballs? so if someone gets knocked down by a car, do they ban cars? or people from crossing roads? go figure.

so in an open act of defiance, i played F.E.A.R 2 on the tv yesterday! i feel so liberated by the gore and spraying body parts. okay that sounds abit wrong, but there's no feeling like walking through a steaming mist of blood created by someone you just blasted. yum yum. haha just joking.

sometimes i wonder what are we given the authority for? not to challenge the higher authority i suppose, but what happens when its openly wrong? do we still keep mum and not do anything? or retaliate with a poisoned letter oozing with malice that would no doubt strike a fatal blow. that thought sure seems tempting.