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Hell March II - Westwood
Die Waffen, legt an!!
The long awaited Red Alert 3!
Ok 1st of all please don't ever switch restaurants again... very paiseh one that's why I'm a bit erm you know. Well I just don't get it, going out with my secondary school friends always make me damn happy, almost as if I can escape from my current school. Even Eric noticed that I seemed happier when I was back in JJC; could have been due to orientation time but likely not. True that I have made a few friends here in CJC but I guess it's the subtle feeling that most people that I know don't really want to know me. My CCA had been a place of great pain, with almost everyone ignoring me if they could, and they could if I didn't make it into the team. Well enough blabbering over this.
The squad outing was fun and it's good to see them again. As Eric forgot his camera, we used my dad's bazooka. Of course there were many ninjas in the night who wanted to buy it. Speaking of which, one ninja was so dumb as to wear striking green and stand in front of our bags the moment the lights were turned off at 10pm. Seeing the way he/it scrambled off when I coughed excessively loudly behind him/it, you know what it wanted to do. Moron. I've tried uploading the photos but Blogger seems too slow, or maybe the file sizes are too large... MSN Sharing Folders aren't exactly working either..... I'll try uploading some other day perhaps.
Tell me why I really don't like my institution of learning and the roomates who I learn together with? A few exceptions of course. But the general attitude sucks big time. Eric told me how his PRC classmates postpone the flight back to CHINA, yes it's that far away, just to attend Grad Night for HCI. And what of my class? NIL. ZIP. A few can't go due to overseas trips and unforeseen events that clashed. My sympathies.
What kind of argument is "class chalet is cheaper and more fun than Grad Night"?!? Seriously for starters, THAT'S EXACTOMUNDOLY WHY THEY HAVE DIFFERNT DAMNED NAMES. And of course one is formal and the other is not, and I heard a smartass reply of wearing suit and tie to chalet. Guai lan much? And it's not even funny 'guai lan'-ness to begin with. Grad Night is possibly the one and only time to see our friends at their best and is the closure to this chapter of our education. Perhaps this kind of things don't exist from whereever you came from.
Yes you may wonder why I'm so worked up over a simple event. Simple. Cause I'm so damn disappointed in this class. You asked for togetherness and this is how you act. After chalet, I doubt I'll hold contacts to this class, tenuous at best. This class I can say that only a few that I do trust and are friends. The rest are at best acquaintances. No I won't name them but they will know who they are.
I wonder why I'm closer to my NPCC friends than my JC. I really wonder..... And the more I spend my time with them, the more I hate this damned place. I don't doubt there are good people in there. But too many are immaterial, friendly and likely not too at the same time. Yes my temper may not be the best but at least I mean what I say, and my anger is usually self-directed and if not, in righteous defense.
So there.
I laughed, I joked and choke away tears
For its much darker as I always feared
As what others may seem to see
Is not what's truly to be
There's just too much as I take them in
Leaving them in a place unseen
Much to much for my weary mind
Oh I try to just get by
I try and oh I try, yet I wonder why
There seems so much within
Wanting to come out, trying to
Trying to
Make a statement in anger
And pain
For not I will go insane
For hate and regret have been bottled up
Alongside all the other stuff
Stuff that I try to stay away
But no they have float up in my mind
Like a hedgehog people can't get near
Hurting others is something I fear
For when it comes uncontrolled, long denied
It's not a pretty sight
I try and oh I try, yet I wonder why
There seems so much within
Wanting to come out, trying to
Trying to
Make a statement in anger
And pain
For not I will go insane
I've tried so hard to get rid of these feelings and be stronger
Yet all I get is wronger, day by day, it's just too much
For one person to hold within, to even let it out
I tried yes I tried, to hold my anger
But there's just too much within
Wanting to come out, trying to
Trying to
Make a statement in anger
And pain
For not I will go insane
And when I do
I will be your bane....
Beep beep, system initialising...
Data stream incoming...
Receiving transmission:
This reporter has been observing this firestorm searing the face of Erath. And from the ashes of this maelstrom will be born a New World Order. Well... at least until the next newest one takes over that is.
Reporting live from Erath to Earth.
First up we have Moronsia - Budallah is being pressured by Waran to quit his post as Prime Punchbag. Much crap has surfaced over his inability to control the cabinet especially the closet skeleton that decided to use Insipid, Silly-baseless Arrest(ISA) powers. This came about after a minister of the majority race decided to call the minority race squatters. This was most intelligent indeed (reletivistically of course if you know what I mean), insulting the races that are backbone of the economy.
This comment was recorded by a reporter of the victim race, and was arrested for stirring racial discort under ISA. Yeah sure and the jackass got away with suspension. Police however reported that she was not arrested but was taken in for her own 'safety' due to threats. Gee now how would a day in protection prove effective and why the heck would an agry dude threaten the police and not his target? Naw the police can't be lying now can they? Of course not!
An MP of similar race was arrested for making seditious comments sometime back heard by someone unknown. And Moronsia became the first country to enter a temporal paradox! To not let her say seditiuos comments, she must be arrested so that she would be afraid and to show the police will do so, and thus in the past she would know that and not say such things, and since she did not do so, the police must arrest her still to make sure she could not have said seditious things, despite questionable sources, when she most probably did not, but was arrested just in case. Make sense? No? That's why Moronsia.
And onto Nicha, the one and only country in the world that would kill their own for profit. As most economist will know all rational firms long run objective is to maximise profits through product differentiation and cost minimisation. So our most uncruel and not inhumane Nicha milk companies decided to add chemicals into their milk to boost nitrogen levels, based on to detect protein levels. This is called product differentiation. Lo and behold, it gives you kidney stones. With new and improved formula, babies are now equipped sedimentation filtration systems in their kidneys. This increases the efficiency of their kidneys, if they don't die from it that is. Therfore profit maximisation!
And in UHBB(refer to TCP II - 01), their economy is crashing to an all new low due to unprecendented stupidity and greed. Their removal of the policy to seperate public and investment money, in place after the Mighty Impression, caused money from the public sector to burn after smart ass investments. Like loaning money to people who probably can't afford to return you anyway. Stupid much? Thanks to the UHBB jsackshit brains and greediness, the whole damn world is gonna burn.
With much turmoil in Erath, one thing can be sure, a New World Order will be established after the firestorm has settled.
End Transmission.....
Yep decided to post the message from a reporter in Erath unedited, unmodified by non-sarcasm.
Beep beep, went my idiot-sensor. Once again I'm receiving new from Erath! This time it seems that a Moronic Representative(MR) of the Ah Monk Gio GRC decided to dampen the mood of Pingasore's recent, and much exaggerated, sucess at the Molypics. She fired the team manager that was the man behind the victory. Smart move! Not to mention the head coach's future would be "deliberated uppn". What a tard.
The MR drew flak from the public, and her most supportive government pressured her, most probably out of self-preservation. She recently issued an apology to the nation and declared the matter closed. Seems familiar isn't it? The Minister of Homesweethome Affairs allowed the meekest, mildest, most undangerous man to walk free, and issued a statement "expressing regret", which by the way, is not an apology. He too declared the matter closed. Why don't I go to your house, take what I want, and burn the house down, then go to court, express regret while looking totally guailan and declare the matter closed. Works too doesn't it? This way Pingasore saves a lot of money by not hiring judges anymore!
Apologize much lately, oh great and benevolent, and totally not hated politicians of Pingasore? Why not load some One Republic music into your eyePords, namely: Apologize.