Took to the pen on 11-25-2003...

Oh no.

Ennui realises that he's graduating from HJC soon.
Which means that his internet account is going to be closed.
Which means that his host for all his scripts is going down.
Which is.

No good.

Anyone got any free webhosting services that support php around? :p Haha perhaps I should go get a domain too or something :( But so ex leh.

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 07:27p.m.


Took to the pen on 11-23-2003...

Oh yes, everyone loves MacDonalds! Especially the free icecream they give out if they are unable to serve you within the minute. So here's some tricks and hints to maximise your MacDonald's experience!

Prerequisites:
1) Lots of people (>10)
2) Preferably near 8pm, so that nobody would be there to kill you once you're done with it. Alternatively, bring your martial arts friends along.
3) Make sure the hour glass is in place.

Method 1:
1) Gather all your friends in front of the counter. Tell the person behind the counter (to be referred to simply as "him", which again is to be meant as a sexually neutral term) that everyone wants cones. In fact, count for him the number of people there out loud ('n' people), then tell him you need (n-1) cones. If he lifts his eyebrows and as whether you want n or n-1 cones, you smile sweetly and confirm it is n-1, while turning over the hourglass.

Have someone bring a stopwatch, and start counting down as he rushes off to make the cones. When it's 60 seconds (regardless of what the hourglass says), everyone start cheering and singing "I'm lovin it"

2) Another way is of course to walk up to him and say, "I want as many icecream cones as you can make in a minute... plus one." This is a surefire way of making sure that you get your money's worth as there is now certainly NO way he can beat the hourglass. As usual, cheer and perform the countdown. The patrons would love it, trust me; it adds in to the festivity spirit.

3) This is an addon to Method 2. Now that you've determined how many cones he can make in a minute, group all your friends accordingly, with each group asking for the same amount of icecream cones.

Don't forget to make a ruckus while you're at it. It shows how much you're enjoying it; the manager would be sure to come out and thank you for it.

4) Backup plan for method 2. If he somehow manages to make all the cones under one minute, look at your watch and say "I see you've improved..." Then look up. "One more." Use appropriate tone to maximise the effect.


With all this ways of experiencing the MacDonald's joy, start bringing all your classmates and schoolmates, in fact everyone you know to MacDonalds and spread the love! I'm LOVIN' it!

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Nearly died laughing as me and mortlas conjured this bunch of crap up after a meal in Macdonalds. Amazing what A levels can do to addle your brains, tsk.

-disclaimer- We take no responsibility for any loss or personal disability resulting from the performing of the above methodologies. -ends disclaimer-

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 01:26p.m.


Took to the pen on 11-21-2003...

Growing older is mandatory, growing up is optional?

Perhaps some things are best left in the dark.
Perhaps knowing more isn't necessarily good.

I've always found blogs intriguing.
Like books. Interesting, perceptive, POVs.

But life is more complicating than books.
It's no fantasy, the hurt the pain is real.
It makes one feel helpless. At lots of things.

Which is why books don't scare me.
The good always win _anyway_.
We all go to sleep assured of a bright new sunny day.

Whatever.
I'm degressing.

I don't want to grow up.
I wish things would just stay where they are.

The future seems uncertain and perilous.
It'd be mad to go forth without a road guide.

I suppose then I'd have to learn to be mad.

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 12:54a.m.


Took to the pen on 11-17-2003...

Closer to him, a SKINNY BOY with a shaved head holds a spoon which sways like a blade of grass.

In front of him is a pile of spoons bent and twisted into knots.

Neo crosses to him and sits. The boy smiles and hands Neo the spoon which is now perfectly straight.

SPOON BOY (SKINNY BOY)
Do not try to bend the spoon. That is impossible. Instead, only try to realize the truth.

NEO
What truth?

SPOON BOY
That there is no spoon.

Neo nods, staring at the spoon.

NEO
There is no spoon.

SPOON BOY
Then you will see that it is not the spoon that bends. It is only yourself.

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 11:24a.m.


Took to the pen on 11-16-2003...

"xJC - The best three years of my life."

WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA :)

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 01:08a.m.


Took to the pen on 11-16-2003...

Bleh. I feel horrible.

Maybe it's the looming prospects of the S, the two towering papers, the infinite stairs to scale, and the inevitable death fall to the netherlands.

Perhaps the fact that even simple physics questions taunt me in my face, just right after I've consigned maths S and all its questions to hell.

Or could it be that I've gaily spent hours in front of my computer, sneaking amidst enemies and happily shooting them all, forgetting much about work. Rather, ignoring work.

Whatever it is, there's just no mood now to finish the fisics paper. How. And I'm still a little grouchy.

Maybe it's the death plunge of idealistic dreams that caused it. The impossibility of scholarships and overseas studies. No thats not it.

I just can't put my finger on it. An ominous presence, sinking into my life and uprooting any forms of confidence resisting its effects.

Pleh. Did I tell anyone I -bleep- failed the SAT II essay component?

Booohooohooo. I don't know what's happening. I'm dying. I don't want to studyyyyyyyy.

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 12:47a.m.


Took to the pen on 11-5-2003...



Oh no. I've been challenged by my teacher and I've been unanimously voted to have lost all hopes of getting the worst table award!

And look at Courts! They're selling stuff for fREE! :)



And sigh. Lost all morning photos due to wrong focus mode. BAH!

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 12:42a.m.


Took to the pen on 11-4-2003...

Whee I've got my photo album of my lousy camera's shots up! :) But only when I'm on the computer, cos I'm running it off my own php server. -boing-

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 01:56a.m.


Took to the pen on 11-2-2003...

Think your room is messy? Challenge me! Muahaha :p










Sigh. Any ideas to clean up the mess, other than by fire?

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 10:12p.m.


Took to the pen on 11-2-2003...

Hurhur whee! Likely to get camera tomorrow! :)

Sigh. The week long countdown begins. Matrix tickets not booked. Supplemental applications not submitted yet. Ack. It's going to be a longgg week. Which is good! Muahaha :p

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 01:54a.m.


Took to the pen on 11-1-2003...

Oh damn. My dates are all screwed :p January is not month 0! And november isn't month 10! Ack. Well fixed it. :)

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 01:59a.m.


Took to the pen on 10-1-2003...

Hello all.

Junyi will like to wish you a happy November, courtesy of our sponsers.

Also, he'd like to remind you that his birthday falls on 9th November. Make him happyier, would you? :)

Before you leave, please note that the charity drive for Junyi's Luck Foundation has begun. Please, do donate some luck to the needy. I'm sure he'd find good use for these.

Regards,
The evil machinations behind Junyi
1/11/2003, 1:54 AM

...contemplated yet another facet of life's mosiac at 01:55a.m.