CANDY

I'm sorry guys, but i've gone back to my addict lifestyle. I ate 2 boxes of Meiji CHELSEA Yogurt Scotch this morning. It was fucking delicious. CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANDY!!

To all my friends who think i'm being a paranoid psycho weirdo.

NEWS FLASH! I AM A PARANOID PSYCHO WEIRDO! HELLO!!! DUH!!!


But seriously la. If it was you, you'd be shitting bricks too. I am so deeply disturbed.

I don't want to blog about what the hell is going on, but if you wanna know you can find me on MSN and i'll tell you. I MIGHT BE BEING WATCHED OH SNAP

GTG back to manning the harpoons. I'll blog again later possibly.

As a side note, girls, never let guys "SNORKEL INTO YOUR LIFE." Because that is just so freaking retardedly funny.

Literary Greatness

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I've seen many a great letter be penned in my time... this one time, i even chanced upon the love letters Shakespeare sent to his gaymates. But in all my life have i never read a letter this epic. It transcends time and it is the perfect example of how the english language should be used.

Back to Kuanyi at the studio, who continues to defile the English language!

Thankews, Kuanyi. I are has goot morning. I played Digimon World: Dawn on my Nintendo DS on my way to work. An indian dude kept trying to peek at my screen to get a lookie loo at my digimanz. But i wouldnt let him. I am quite a selfish bastat.

Oh yeah, because i got super duper bored at work i took an IQ test. (www.iqtest.com) I got a 134, which is... ermm...

Over 140 - Genius or near genius
120 - 140 - Very superior intelligence
110 - 119 - Superior intelligence
90 - 109 - Normal or average intelligence
80 - 89 - Dullness
70 - 79 - Borderline deficiency
Under 70 - Definite feeble-mindedness

SUPERIOR INTELLIGENCE! CALL ME RETARDED AGAIN AND I WILL BOMBARD YOU WITH MY SUPERIOR INTELLECT RAYS

NNH.. NNH... NNH... WILL MICROWAVE... YOUR BRAIN... NGGH..!!

I think soon i will evolve. Become capable of speaking with animals, levitating, mild psychic powers, etc.

NNGHH..!!! NANANANAANANA... i think i saw your brain sizzle alil'.

GUTS DA ZE!!

GATTSURI GUTS! That was a phrase taught to me by some Japanese transfer students. Which i assumed they ripped off from the manga, Hajime no Ippo. It would do me well to remember such an important phrase.

What does 'Gattsuri guts!' mean? Literally translated it means "Gutssily with guts" or "using all our guts!" It is like a war cry to be more courageous. Kinda like shouting BANZAI!!! but without the headbands i guess.

I'm happy to announce that i've come to terms with my work arrangement! And i've also come out of rehab, i haven't had any candy since yesterday. Granted, i did have 8 pieces of chocolate, but those don't count. Those are regulars. I guess i'm just really bad at change. But you can't really blame me, now can you? My life is always perfect the way it is, no matter how many times i got beaten up in the toilet during secondary school, or how my primary school teachers abused me. The decisive factor is always ME!

Honestly, change scares me. I don't like it. But i guess i'll just have to remember that change doesn't have to be a negative. Oh and i musn't forget GATTSURI GUTS, of course.

I'll settle in at my workplace just fine i guess. I tried speaking to some of my co-workers. One of them showed me his remote-controlled helicopter, which was pretty cool, considering the fact that it can't fly because the charger is spoilt and has no power. I also made the mistake of doing my victory dance in front of my boss when he told me i could go home early on friday. Stupid Kuanyi. Victory dance goes behind boss's back.

Also, thanks to everyone who somehow tanked my ridiculous mood swings and bad humor. But really lah. I really had like 20 billion fans at one point. I SWEAT IT.

Now for my self pep-talk. Kuanyi, you can do this. 2 years is nothing. DON'T EVER THINK FOR A SECOND YOU WON'T MAKE IT! LET THE FIRE IN YOUR HEART IGNITE!

ITS BURNING... HEHE... ITS BUR- wait...

Sayonara sanity

I'm really losing it. My mind, that is. Or whatever little i had left. I'm holding my remaining marbles in my hands smothered in grease.


I think i'm just being a spoilt brat. I've had 7 months of a responsibility-free life, spending every day slacking and being a general waste of space to society. Good times. Now all of a sudden i'm working everyday. I am bored, cranky, and im rushing to play all my games and cram in as much fun as i can every night before returning to this dump.

Also, i'm hopped up on anti-depressants, namely SUGAR. I have consumed enough sugar in the past 4 days to make an elephant get hyper enough to kill itself by ramming into a tree or something. Over 6 slices of chocolate cake, 2 boxes of gobstoppers, 2 boxes of tic-tacs, whatever chocolate i could scavenge, oh and i bought a pack of Frozz this morning, and then found out it was 'sugar free', and had an in-my-head tantrum, lol.

Also, i'm harassing people endlessly on facebook, friendster and msn. No one here talks to me. Ever. I am so lonely im THIS close to drawing on my hands and making hand puppets. My level of obvious lying has also steadily increased. I told Leow that with a small shout 10 billion people will come to see me. And that last time 20 billion people used to come, but i got involved in a small scandal involving a cat strapped to a rocket. I told terence i can dance better than him, and that i have my own dance style that i taught to over 20 billion people, done by creating multiple time paradoxes. I told clarice she can write my biography when i become super duper famous.

FIRST OF ALL, LIKE, THERE ARENT EVEN 20 BILLION PEOPLE IN THE WORLD. I don't know why im so obsessed with the numbers 10 billion and 20 billion. Maybe because right now, i'm nuttier than a fruitcake.

But everything will be okay. How do i know? Because everything always turns out okay. I don't know when, but it will. Just like how my popularity got halved because i took the rap for a kid who strapped a cat to a rocket.

There are so many people who can do this sort of job. So i can too, right? Maybe its time i grew up. Wait- Oh my God. My co-worker just smiled. Oh my God. I accidentally leaned back too far on my chair and almost fell down and hit my knee on the table, and i saw him smile. I didn't- hes capable of human emotions. Wow. Okay.

Where was i? Oh yeah. I'll be fine. Kuanyi will always be fine. Being moody and hurhur doesn't suit someone of my caliber. WHO WILL THE LITTLE ONES LOOK UP TO, IF NOT ME?!

Anyway, i gotta go. I thought of a great bullshit story to tell someone. First person i see who is not away or busy is gonna get it nowww. Then later i'll go ask everyone if they wanna hang out everyday. And then i'll go dry my tears and gently sob into a hanky.

HAH HAH HA HA HA AHA AHAAHA AHA HA AHA SUGAR FREE KICKING IN AOIWUHJEOFUH

WHERE THE HELL AM I

This isnt my beautiful house!

And you aren't my beautiful wife!

So i guess i'll give everyone an update on my "NS". If you can even call it that. It's more like "Minimal wage civilian job time."

The gist of it is i am currently working on the National Day Parade '08 website in a web design company near Plaza Singapura and in the Clarke Quay area, with an attractive salary of $400 a month. All things considered, it beats running in the hot sun and coming home only over the weekends. I work from 10am-6pm daily, although i can go into overtime. I might also start working on the editorial part of their website, doing writing for them and interviews. MediaCorp all over again :(

What can i say? It might be a good experience in the long run. Sure, the people here are about as interesting to talk to as a ... huh. Look what they have done. Being in their presence has made me incapable of making bad analogies.

Anyhoo,

Kuanyi+internet connection+music= infinite survival time.

FIGHTO, KUANYI.

Peace out guys. Please ask me to go out with ya guys after 6. I need companionship now more than ever.

BEAN 2D

Because of his constant whining, and also maybe because he is one of the only 4 people who i am sure visits my blog on a constant basis, i decided to fulfill Bean's request to put him in one of my shitty comics. FEAST YOUR EYES, FAGGOTS!



A PERFECT LIKENESS! His hair is like total crap, not a fine mane like mine, so i thought a beanie would suffice for him.

NGA HA HA. Here is your comic, starring KY2D and B2D just liek i promised. There are like, 3-4 bad jokes in that strip. Enjoy. (CLICK TO FULL VIEW)



Now i have one last request to fulfill before i go to NS. Damn Kadaj. Whys his hair gotta be so girly? :S

Last week of freedom before two years of hell. Anyone wanna go hang out? Yes? No? Maybe?

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FINE, BE THAT WAY YA LOSERS! I'M GONNA GO PLAY OUENDAN ON MY DS! OSSU!

BUUURN MY DREAD.

CHARGE by ~prinnydo0d on deviantART

As most of you know, i have been dedicating the better part of the last 3 weeks to my latest ps2 game, "Persona 3". I dare say it is the best RPG i've ever played on my ps2. Then again, the only other RPGs i play are those of the final fantasy franchise.
Disgaea doesn't count, its an SRPG! S IS FOR STRATEGY, DO YOU USE IT??

Anyway, i like this game because it is pretty unusual. Basically, the outline of the story is that in that town there is a time period hidden between midnight and the start of the next day that only a few people notice. They call it "The Dark Hour" and an even rarer few of those who can venture into The Dark Hour and summon "Personas" to battle evil monsters called Shadows.

Personas are basically a representation of your inner self. How do you summon these Personas? Have a look at the game trailer, and try to figure it out.



Thats right: you shoot yourself in the HEAD. Its not a real gun, but you know, it looks cooler than standing in a magic circle and waving a stick around.

Some of you may be thinking: So what, i can only fight monsters during The Dark Hour? What do i do the rest of the day? Well, you play as a high school student, so yeah, you go to school. The course of the game is over a year, and you play one day at a time. You study, you make friends, you hit on girls, etc etc. Sounds boring, but it is actually a huge bulk of the game. The more friends you make, the more powerful personas you can create via fusion. Also, the storylines of all the characters you can make friends with are really interesting. One example is that you can play an Online RPG during the weekend, and it turns out that your party member is your school teacher.

Unlike your average RPG, you don't travel the world to see different things and fight different enemies. Your goal is to climb the tower known as Tartarus, which only appears during the Dark Hour. You can more or less climb tartarus at your own pace, you can even choose not to climb it at all for weeks on end, but of course its necessary to gain levels by beating up weak shadows so you can face the bosses later on. I haven't got to the top yet, but i'm almost there :) (I'm on floor 210 btw)

Anyway, heres the opening animation. ALONG WITH KUANYI LEGENDARY KARAOKE SO YOU CAN UNDERSTAND THE ENGLISH!




WE MUST STOP. DRINKING FUCK.
I WALK AWAY. FROM THE SUNDRESS ROOM.
WINDLESS NIGHT, MOONLIGHT MILES.
MY GHOSTLY SHADOW, TIS A LOOK FOR A BROOM.
NIGHTLY DANCE. OF BLEEDING SWORD.
REMINDS ME THAT. I STILL LIVE.

I WILL BURN MY DREAD.
I WANNA RUN AWAY, FROM THE GOD-FREE,
AND TELL HIM HOW DESPERATE I AM.
BURRN MY DREEAAAD.
I WILL BE BRINGING YOU THE ROCK TILL I SEE THE SUNLIGHT AGAIN.
I LIFT MY FACE, AND RUN TO THE SUNLIGHT.

I think thats about 50% right. First line is definitely wrong. Anyway, i love the music in the game. Jazzy! But engrishy. There's a line in another song which goes YOUR LOVE CAME ALL OVER ME. That is wrong on so many levels.

I shall end this post with the remixed version of the original theme for the Japanese expansion pack, Persona 3: FES. Its really jazzy. Love it. Still makes no sense though.

The ABSOLUTELY no pictures post

A pair of friends complained to me the other day. They said my blog posts are lengthy walls of text, and they only come and look at the pictures. TELL ME THIS ISN'T HAPPENING! IS IT FOR REAL?! LEGOLAS, WHAT DO YOUR ELF EYES SEE?!

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IS THAT WHAT MY POSTS LOOK LIEK?! DEAR GOD.

So today is officially "Literature appreciation day!" You shall all indulge yourselves in my rich use of grammur and immerse thyselves into a world of hyphunations and vocaboolarey.

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IT AIN'T LIKE ANYONE IS GONNA NOTICE ANYWAY! BOO HOO HOO.

Peace out, faggots.