While contemplating life and the future, Philo class fits like a glove, pushing negative method questions in your face. It seems largely interesting, besides the fact that some sentences run in circles, just like feminism. I feel like its just another shock doctrine, breaking you down first with explosive words then seizing on your insecurities by injecting you with their arguments. Weirdly, I already have friends who behave like social gadflys but they never did seem interested in the subject. Looks like uni life is just this vessel which educates you to be manipulative. To mould your surroundings, to camouflage yourself, to be the next other in society. Sadly, it fits its purpose doesn't it.

Thinking back on JC days, especially in the first 3 months, where did I find the energy to be such a dynamo. To scream and cheer and be rah-rah. The old beater must have had taken quite a beating since. Thank god I did not join the counsel. (I would have been brutally scolded by Addison) First off, I would have been slaving under a ridiculous-self-absorbed-dictator in a form of a female principal. Secondly, I don't think anything after the 1st three months would have been worth fighting for under the counsel. Its been too many years.

Just spent 200 + dollars to accessorize my room. And it all started with that Ikea book I received in the mail. Those things work. I swear. In a short 30mins, they toyed with my psyche and twisted me in and out, reading my mind like an open book. Do you want those new cups? Yes. Do you want those new drawers? Yes. What about those curtains? Yes. How about that, these, those? Yes yes yes. One day I'm gonna create a pamphlet to convince people into giving me loads of cash. They already have it on some American channels. Christian channels. Yes I largely disapprove of having those programs. I did see one episode where they taught young children, that Dinosaurs didn't exist, cause God didn't create them. They just poured pints of crap on these fresh canvases. I was disgusted. Then again, I can argue my point, but arguing won't get us to anywhere will it. It never is that the truth wins. Its always been the case where the best speaker wins. I won't bother.


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Finally got some stuff from Ikea up, including the new wall! Yes, flower patterns on my wall next to the balcony now. Such a pleasure when the winds so strong. Also, the-lamp-from-the-palm-of-my-hand, I love it. Of course, "wespentthenightfixingthis".

Talking to Kumaresh 2 days ago, we came upon the topic of jokes, as usual, and mind you not the lame ones but the dirty ones, of which stimulates our polluted minds. We started talking about Kumar (the real queen of S'pore), yes the comedian. So last night while looking up her performances on youtube, I came across an interview by Central, where Kumar came out to talk about her issues. It was quite heart wretching at certain points, then again, it was truly inspiring. To the overlooked, outcasted and the despised.

Schools gonna begin, anyone wants to meet up?

Deon