crows, head, individuals, misc


Read the papers today. They had an article about some old man being attacked by crows. They also mentioned about some crow-shooting squad hired by the NEA. Hmmm... sounded interesting, so I went to check it out on the net. Wouldn't it be fun to shoot crows? Maybe as a part time job after the As. Ah...so I found some pictures of them on the web. Well. They were mostly men in their 40s? 50s? And they were carrying rifles or shotguns. Hmmm...guess I can't join them after all. So sad.

I just realised some time back that if I don't say anything, whatever I think in my head won't affect anyone else. Which means that if I forget whatever I thought about, it's as if nothing happened. But sometimes, I kinda forget that other people can't see what's going on in my head. Cos sometimes it's just so chaotic inside that the outside world seems chaotic as well. It just doesn't occur to me that the people in the bus or the people around me in class can't see what I'm thinking about. Maybe they just think that I'm stoning. Or reading my notes. Hmmm... don't think anyone will wonder how I can stay at the same page for half an hour or so. Hahaha. Not that I notice.

(Yes I know I'm not supposed to use "you" and related words. But I don't care! Ms Vignesh isn't going to be reading this :P)

It's like listening to your mp3 player. Your world is filled with music. So much so you start to forget that other people can't hear your music. Then you start tapping your feet or singing aloud and the people around you start giving you weird glances. I just assume that people can't hear me. Hahaha.

So. Does the individual affect the world more than the world affects the individual? :P Well. So great individuals are weird huh. Hitler and Mother Theresa don't count as individuals. Or they're the minority. If the world affects individuals more than individuals affect the world, then who affects the world more than the world affects individuals? what > world > individuals? Ok I don't think anyone understands this. Don't think I would if I read it again. So I won't. Ha.

Why do they have to release one episode of Bleach per week? So torturous. And each episode is only 20 minutes. 20 minutes per week. Don't they pity us? Or maybe they're laughing at us.

Jay Chou rocks. I just need his first and third cd. Muahahahaha. Soon. Soon. Cool. I used to hate jay chou because he has no diction. A chinese purist? Can you believe it? Hahaha. Yeesh. Then after I drop chinese, jay chou's cool. :P

Got back all my common test results liao. Better than common test 1. BDDD. Hahaha. B for physics. My worst subject has become my best. Irony or paradox? Neither. B4 for gp. Not bad...considering I failed my compre miserably. Got 0 for AQ. Muahahaha. And AQ was 9 marks. Fantastic.

Oh yar. Went to watch fantastic four on saturday at a fantastic rate! Woke up at 9 something in the morning and cut out the thing from the papers. Chionged to cineleisure and guess what. There was a snaking queue. Or queues to be exact. Kiasu Singaporeans! Aaaaahhhhhh.... the ticket booth hadn't even opened yet! Thought I would never be able to get a ticket. But waited anyway. Who knows...I might get to the front before they sold out. Haha. So I waited...less than half an hour...wow. And I got a centre seat! All that for a $1.60 ticket. Yay.

So yar. Oh and I ran from my house down farrer road, down bukit timah road, across sixth ave, and up holland road back home on Sat. Haha. Ran and walked lah. But took slightly less than an hour. Lalalala....

written on 2005-07-18 at 10:56 p.m.