Sunday, April 29, 2007
  I have to own this book.
I spotted Pauline Reagan's The Story of O at Kinokuniya this afternoon, I could not believe my very pair of eyes.

Kind of regretted not buying it. Because my wallet wasn't agreeing on this purchase, god damn the school's new cafe, it caused a temporal bankruptcy. Ugh.

I need it. Soon!
Saturday, April 28, 2007
  Brokeback Magic Mountain

Cracks me up, all the time.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007
  Pieces of Strange

Behold the power of Kev's filmmaking skillzorz!

Saturday, April 21, 2007
  Holy Loki!
Yes, it is a piece of clothing. Sheer pleasure for the eyes.

Fucking Odin, I would have never thought of such a wicked thing.
Friday, April 20, 2007
  Pain - Shut Your Mouth (Live)

Seriously underrated. Pain is almost comparable to Rammstein. I see great future in this band.

Thursday, April 19, 2007
So the Virginia Tech Killer kid wrote a play called after a rock n roll song from Guns' N Roses - Mr. Brownstone, the whole world is going to point their fingers at the violent, anarchic nature of rock/alternative/metal music now?

This finger-pointing never ceases. Once in Comlubine Schooting, Mister Marilyn Manson and Rammstein got blamed for influencing the two killers because of their lyrical theme and all. Blame! Blame! Keep blaming! We are all dead-end kids anyway. See why the that South Korean kid got so infuriated? Stereotyping, classification of people, the entire act of discrimination. Fucking stop the blaming, assholes.

And, Mister Bush, fucking use your brain. If I were you, I will put forth a nation-wide ban of all firearms, no exception to anyone. It's a simple matter, why let it repeat again and again? I lament.

Anyway, I have not touch any form of fast food for the past 2 weeks. Personally, I think it's an achievement, especially in a world where you see those golden arches every-fucking-where you go. ^^ Also, not to forget, this is another programme that the magnanimous Big Brother has planned for the interns for all Outer Party members, we are required to stop all input of proletariants' lifestyle habits and all. Now, our diet consisted of Vic Set Meal, Vic Gin, Vic Cigs, new videos on our telescreens, 7 new razors free-of-charge, and the increased frequency of Two Minute of Hate sessions. It was rumoured that there were spontaneous demostrations outside the MiniLuv complex, the interns were seen parading bloisterously with extreme joy and gratitiude while brandishing their new razors and cigs. Some of the witnesses even saw a couple of the interns stamping on pictures of Goldstein and spitting on it with increasing frevour.

Haha! I love my personal devil's adovcate.

And, also, I started learning some latin and greek some weeks ago. Both awesome.

I have also started, or rather, re-started my meditation habits, thanks to the inspiration of Ram Bahadur Bomjan. I've been in a state of emotional equilibria for half a month now, this is good. Usually, when people pisses me off, I'd have violent imagery in my mind, like smashing their heads with glass bottles, visualising the foes being used as sexual slaves in Hell, stabbing them to death with swords, or if I am pissed with the school, I will visualise the school grounds on fire, and me grinning evilishly. But no! I have no haboured such thoughts for an amazingly half a month! I usually have an average of 2 to 3 imageries per day, and I have none now! This is amazing. Hehe. *continues meditation*

The dharma is complete,
  Dissection - Maha Kali Live

I was lazy to change songs on my player one day while studying, this song was playing. I checked the player later to see what song is it, to remember it and to place it in my bookmark list. Then, I fell in love with it. Maha Kali, come to me!

Tuesday, April 17, 2007
I am absolutely delighted at the prospect that the new cafe at my school, also known to SRJCians as Good News Cafe, sells professional tea at an affordable price of $1.20. And, besides, so cool is their menu! Baked potato, muffins, salad, sandwiches that actually look tempting, a counter that looks professional. Tea enthusiasts from SRJC, like myself, now have a place to indulge their parched throats and then, subsequently, suffer from a throat orgasm. They store tea packs from Earl Grey to English Breakfast to Deejarling to Ceylon. A real pleasure and sight to behold and taste. Plus, the cups they use are not the usual tacky ones you see in school canteens. They are the ones that resemble from coffeeplaces, a real breakthrough in the school eatery history. Monumental it was, I went berserk and plunged myself into the *long* queue and gotten myself English Breakfast. Sat down on one bench and stared at the lonely steaming cup as if I were some sexual predator, ready drink it up good and dry. After much fumbling with the sugar packs, I took a legendary sip. I looked up with my spectacles fogged with the tea's condensation with a ear-to-ear jackass smile, this is the first time this year I felt fulfilled in the school premises. Heh. I forsee myself a tea-o-phile regular at that cafe. It's a good future, too. Tea-drinking.

Tea is good. Tea is God. Tea is infallible. Tea is everything to you. Tea never betrays his Country. Tea is doubleplusgood. Tea refuses to be drank by dirty proletariats. Tea is adovcated by The Party for increased work productivity and awarness of dissents. Tea is unlimited in supply. Tea sourges the tongues of UnTruthful Thoughtcriminals. Tea is good. Drink Tea. Today.


As you have observed, my ranting skill improved by leaps and bounds. This is a predicted outcome of being a comrade at the Newspeak Dictionary. You just cannot stop rumbling on and on, because why? Word count is essential for medals!

Tea-lover, I wonder if Tea has an extra-martial affair, if he did, I will fight for my rights,
"Tea is the definition of Love."


Friday, April 13, 2007
  Long rant ahead. You have been warned.
You Are 98% Non Conformist

You're incredibly strange. And a weirdness like yours takes skill to cultivate!
No one really understands you. And you're cool with that. You just hope you never have to understand them!
Are You a Nonconformist?

Firstly, I am really honoured to have that high percentile. [big smile] My efforts ain't gone to waste.

Secondly, I am so inspired *still* from Ram Bahadur Bomjan, that I am comtemplating taking classes in meditation and learning it the proper way. I remind you, I'm not a wannabe or poser who gets influenced easily, as you can draw conclusions from the above online test, I'm not that sort of weaked minded person who gets manipulated by the capitalistic world we are in now. =) And, besides, I do always feel I have a higher spiritual calling to fulfill, and I used to read shitloads of New Age/Metaphysics, it's time to get proper. Yep, so I plan to learn meditation - Buddhistic styled, and have a 3 day long stint of continous meditation (Yes, you read it right, 3 days without stop/food/water). In fact, I am really very hyped up to do it now, at this very moment. However, unfortunately, I'd have to adjourn it to a much farther date due to my hectic schooling schedule. Will do it early next year, in a monastery. I will have to try very hard to convince my parents that I am not insane or mad though, and that will be doubly/triply a tough task to accomplish. But I am determined enough. I have in mind the aims of this big spiritual plan I am set to execute. They are: To have a peace of mind finally after 12 years of formal MOE Education, I want to have a retreat. I have a basic foundation of what my philosophical stance will be, I think a intense meditation will benefit and enhance this set of beliefs I hold. Lastly, I want a personal spiritual challenge. Sigh, I will have to wait until next year to do it. And, I hope my parents allow this unusual request. [waits]

From that, I came up with one fitting conclusion: The huam destiny is forever limited by the idiocracy of bureaucractic processes and the sheer excesses of stupidity and lack of foresight. [I claim copyright of that line, if you thought of copying it.]

Next, Jaspas have left Singapore Mainland for his National Service at noon today. I felt quite devoid now, I will have one less person to chat with. Until 2 more weeks, that is. [can't wait to see his new image, with the shaven head and tanned body] To have a final swansong for him, I met up with him yesterday to watch Smokin' Aces. Convoluted, weird plot, it was. And, the flourishes performed by the Bucks were the most sloppy ones I have ever seen done by The Twins. But again, Jaspas commented, "Of course lah. He's comtemplating suicide. Don't expect him to do [air-flourish a perfect kryptonite]" I nodded. lol.

"Thou shalt not speakth of mundane issues here." have been the motto of my blog with effect from today onwards, reading blogs that only describe teary break-ups, busy school lives, sucky grades and annoying parents must have been a great bore, aren't they? Heh.

On the other hand, I have finally attained the title of ''Glorious Citizen of Oceania-3rd Class" last week. It was good. Now, I am 24 posts away from being transferred into The Outer Party, where I am required to slog my life away for the benefit and honour of BB for a generous duration of 18 hours a day and then enjoy equally magnanimous gifts of Victory Gin, half-broken cigarettes and a new Telescreen, and the prestigious Two Minute Hate ceremonies. I cannot wait. I'm not trying to sound sarcastic. I am being doubleplushonest now. Vika told me that she re-read 1984 again a few days ago. I said, "I read Goldstein's The Theory and Practice Of Oligarchical Collectivism once a few days, so I can fully maximise my emotions during Two Minute Hate sessions." Vika said, "You win XD." Thank you. My faith in Ingsoc is unshakable, not a mere bit.

My brother commented it's a waste of money to buy Sunn o)))'s album, I beg to differ. It's a good diversity to my collection and it's good mugging music. I win. Haha.

Next, I recently burrowed a hell lot of books from the college library. I am really amazed (and slow to realise) that they store such awesome obscure stuff in the rusty corners of the shelves, which include, "Astrophysics", "Latin and Greek roots in The English Language" and "Star Names and Their Lores." to name a few. I consectively burrowed "A guide to Astrology.", "A Guide of Facism." and "Latin and Greek Roots in The English Language." in the span of 1 week. Heh. I'm a whore for books, you would have probably realised. Now, the library doesn't suck so much now, plus the fact they have a brand new copy of 1984, all the better. [Vic to BB!]

Next week is JC2 Common Test 2, weird, I feel rather prepared even without much mugging. Good sign or not? I don't know. I must thank my Chemistry tutor for drilling so hard on Organic Chemistry, I am 90% sure I have committed all the facts and stuff to my long-term memory. It's queer, I used to despise her, all the bureaucratic checking of work and crap, it did pissed me off a bit. I guess that is the love-hate relationship of schooling. Still! Mine leans more towards hate. For Biology, it has always been a case of remembering how the teachers described and their often-ugly diagrams, their voices are my writing cue cards. I am personally inspired by Jaspas for maths. GP. Newspeak Dictionary. Economics. The Great Mdm Sadiaah. She seriously pwnzorz most teachers. She requires nothing but a single marker and she could come up with things just like that *snap my fingers*. She is Solman Economics Textbook itself. Infallible. Ok, too epic. *stops*

Another note on my academia life. Considering I am one self-confessed slacker of a group member in Project Work who surfs net all the time during PW and spends time text messaging, getting a grade C is not bad already. Now, I have a cumulative 10 points ready in my University entry point bank, which requires a healthy 70 points for a direct safe unquestioned place in any course. I am 60 points away, thereabout. I admit I'm in a danger. *dies* Studies = spawn of Satan. Ugh.

I think there's limiting factor in my flourishing now. Everything stagnates, I'm practising the same old fucking moves over and over again. Jaspas said, "Don't let it be your saturation point, not so fast." I agree. I need The Trilogy to re-inspire me, to make me feel n00b once again. The cuts in the DN Trilogy Trailer was delicious enough.

I haven't touched a drop of Tea since weeks ago. This is not good, definitely. I need to get my lazy arse out of that chair and buy a dozen of stachets. Like. Now. *continues to sit here*

The process of reading Palanhiuk's Haunted was a whacked one, eg. "hacking off toes to fight hunger because the landlord - Mr. Whittier died". It was very ROFL-inducing, not to mention the Foot Reflexology lady which made the most impression on me. Speaking of books, I haven't went to the national libraries for months now, showing how filthy rich I am, getting books from bookstores. ^^ Thank you. :D I am thinking whether I should get Hunters of Dune, I actually sat down and thought the opportunity costs not because I lack the money. Because the book is written by Brain Herbert The Son and Kevin J. Anderson, of the latter, cannot write sci-fi for nuts. It's a risk to get it, but I need more Dune to satisfy my Spice-Agony. My eyes are forever stained blue and orange stimultaneously from the melange and Water of Life respectively. Lol.

I think I have ran out of things to rant about. Scheisse.

Lastly, being a Word-whore, influenced by Newspeak Dictionary forums, let me count the words here, it brings a grand total of 1361 words!

Ling "Nemesis"
Friday the 13th.


Monday, April 09, 2007
  Buddha Boy In Nepal

Truly awe-inducing.

I await His Buddhahood and The Revolution. 2012.

Inspired I am, should I get back what I used to do in my early teenage years? To read books on Buddhism, to *try* to meditate? But I have previously and privately renounced all religions already, how? Hmm. That is a lesser known fact of LingNemesis, heh. ^^ Now you know me better. =P

All in all, I hail Ram Bahadur Bomjan. I wish Him all the best in his journey and of course, success, in the end.

Fellow supporter,
"To inspire me is a hard thing to accomplish, this boy must be something."

Sunday, April 08, 2007
  Sunn o))) Black One
Having recently acquired this twisted work of an music, I must say it really added alot of value to my Metalhead br00tal/kvlt Index.

It fucks up your mind like never before, as if stirring your brain matter with a spoon at full speed, then flinging them overhead and then splattering it on the barren walls in its final glory. It is that bad. So Vika is right.

Other than that, I have finished *finally!* Chapterhouse Dune, embarked on Chuck Palanhiuk's Haunted now, it looks promising.

School again, tomorrow. Endless toil. I don't get it.
  Apocalyptica feat. Nina Hagen - Seemann (live)

Interesting rendition of Seemann. Witchy looking singer though.

Friday, April 06, 2007

New found love for this song.

Thursday, April 05, 2007
Recently, things have been such a blur around me, the school, the people, the fake smiles I put on for people, the even more pretentious laughter I had, the work I have incessantly scribbled and of course, that constant shift of consciousness and unconsciousness during school.

The dread of school, the dudgery of it. Dull as an old knife. Monotonous as a speech giver.

Every week, I embraced the thought of a good weekend out with friends, just chilling, chatting, flourishing, drinking (sometimes), and just leaving my mind away from school and all its related issues, for a while.

But now, those once-fun, worth waiting for congregations are dwindling to their demise, the perpetural sense of staleness around, we meet, asked the same questions, got the same answers, talked about almost the same things, went to the same places, did the same things. Nothing is exciting any longer.

Plus the fact that two of my favourite hang out(s) has closed down, namely Street Magic and Tricky Business, made everything worse. I started my *awesome and very fruitful* forary into the world of magic and flourishes there, had many great memories and laughs with the shop demostrators like Daniel and Ada. They showed me alot, and taught me alot, and last but not least, cheered me up despite over-charging of their services. I couldn't be the Ling Nemesis now if weren't for Street Magic, I'd be a hermit who listens to metal and can't do any shit. The memories of my first stage flourish experience at Magic Unlimited 2005 was bittersweet, those back stage trembling, those damnable new decks, the cheers from the crowd, the fact that I showed the general public that girls can flourish. It was really an heart warming sensation.

Tricky Business. Another place brimmed with memories. Jimmy and Mark. Those 2 guys made my year in 2006, endless laughter over lame jokes in the small shop, the whole fabrication of Jimmy being my Godfather and Mark liking me and causing Daren to be envious of him, it was too funny, I played along. We went out to eat often, watched movies, drank (alittle!). Jimmy even gave me a Christian name, he wanted to call me Monday. I insisted on Alexis. There were no apparent conclusion to this naming session. What used to be a Must-visit place whenever I am in Bugis was no longer now, I am incensed over the sorrowful fact that I will enjoy less laughs now. I seriously wish I could go back, to listen and be amused by Jimmy's jokes.

I now declare social life is inversely proportionate to age.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
  Spring Jam 2007
I feel the passion again. I need Trilogy, badly. US$65.

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Damn the Jones change. So darn sexy. Ugh!


The human destiny is forever limited by the idiocy of bureaucracy and the excesses of social expectations. - LingNemesis, 2007 C.E.

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