rantings of a frustrated nightlife-deprived tatsuhiko

rantings of a frustrated nightlife-deprived tatsuhiko

truth is stranger than fiction because fiction has to make sense

i took that off thisistrue.com and that statement itself makes a lot of sense and rings very true.

first impressions are deceitful. they lie and make you think a person is someone whom he/she really isnt. but first impressions are powerful. this is a fact of life..and like most, it stinks.

sometimes you will never fit in because you were the odd one out all the time. you were fun to have around and to sometimes hang out with..but you never will fit into the group dynamic. so deal with it. stop hanging around them.

what is love? love is blind, thus its dangerous cos it'll bring up potentially damaging compromises which are bound to make you feel miserable when you guys eventually break up.

i'm always gonna be alright. me and mr.w ..we get along just fine. 20 sticks and a few days of company.

was looking forward to losing myself in all the noise and liquid gratification but tonight was just not meant to be...next week then. i look forward to. then i'll lose myself in all the noise and the extra (fun) bits.

i guess i just miss the company of certain untouchables. vindicate me ..please.

Come to see victory
In a land called fantasy
Loving life a new degree
Bring your mind to everlasting liberty

you never know a good thing till it leaves you

you never know a good thing till it leaves you

monotony rots your mind and makes you unintelligeble. i am not even sure if i spelt that word correctly cos the monotony has gotten to me and now i officially have an intellect of an ego charged ah beng.

recently i've been seduced once again by a sleek, flat object - my ps2. i've missed ma baby but i think its become too demanding. i cant resist its call every nite before i sleep. so much so that when i sleep its no longer nite. sad i know.

i cant think of anything worth writing now...ma baby is calling me.

and yes...if u think i'm pathetic...ur not far off...but i think ur stupid so we're even.

i'll sing you to sleep

i'll sing you to sleep

give me something worth living for.

waking up today was so difficult. so much so i did it at 1643hrs. that officially makes me depressed today. cos i'm spending saturday at home when i could really be out doing something with someone.

i've been having really strange dreams lately. about really random people. by random i mean they probably qualify to be more of an acquaintance than friend cos i don't really know them. but me being me and thinking that these dreams mean more than they probably do...i want to get to know them now.

right now, i'm supposed to be writing my script...but i find this more enticing. too bad this is the end of it.

smelly socks

smelly socks

how many times have you done something that you really wanted to do?

not something you feel obliged to or forced to do by societal pressure or by a misplaced sense of responsibility.

have you found yourself wanting to do something real bad...but when you trace back the roots of that desire, it stemmed from someone or something else.

recently i realised that a lot of my worries and some dreams come from these sources. i mean, there's nothing wrong about it...all that crap about "being true to yourself" is very relative and belongs more aptly in a disney movie theme song. i mean how true can you be without deriving from influences of people that had crossed paths with you?

everyone has been asked this question before, "what do you want to be when you grow up?"

i've grown up a lot and i still don't really have a definite answer. i'm sure a lot people in similar situations as me feel the same way. and we worry a lot mostly because people tell us we should be worried about the future.

pretty sad rite. but alas human nature is so. sad.

i started this entry with a single thought and an intention to ramble. so i will end this inconclusively. i'm tired and bored but i just wanted to write.

it's been fun

it's been fun

as of the end of this month i will no longer be able to purchase the student concession pass anymore.

this sad news was unveiled to me a little over 2 hours ago as i unknowingly bought my last pass ever.

this marks the end of my youth which will be curtailed even further with the impending national service enlistment that i am bound to receive any day now.

so join me in bidding a slow goodbye to the youthful days of yore which will never be relived again.

bye





bye

don't embrace the past
or grow up too fast

heatwave

heatwave

i hate sundays.
i've been spending the last 3 sundays at home and its been really irritating because i have to contend with an idiot in my house. weekdays i can tahan cos i'm rarely home but sundays with the idiot is very very the irritating.

actually i don't hate sundays that much lah..i get to sleep in and stuff plus he only bothers me when i'm bored so i guess ultimately its cool, cos if u look at him u realise how pathetic he actually is...i feel sorry sometimes but most of the time i gloat.

"everybody thinks they got the prettiest wife at home" - true?

well i think its human nature to want to justify their choice as being the best but if it comes at the expense of rational thinking its sad. but it explains why certain people are in a relationship. i think they seek out like-(narrow)minded beings with an insane tolerance for pimples.


through out a day i swear i think of hitting someone at least 3 times.

-once when i sit next to someone smelly and sweaty on the bus to whom personal space is an idea as alien as baths in the morning.

- once when a couple is walking in front of me totally oblivious to the fact that they are taking up the whole walkway and walking as slow as someone just recovering from a broken hip.

-once when i go to watch a soccer match and sitting behind me is an astonishingly ugly guy who cant seem to keep his STUPID remarks to his group of friends, "Singapore more rich lah!" - he says to the referee when the aforementioned idiot refuses to give S'pore a free-kick. One assumes he was implying that if the referee had given the decision to S'pore he would stand to make more money than kelong-ing to M'sia.

one day i'm gonna snap and end up getting caned for assault. picture this headline "youth beats up defenseless man - man apparently hadnt bathed in 20 years and his legs was taking up too much space on the bus"

ganas kan?

so long

so long

bad timing. that's the only reason good people stay single.
why then do people who seem to have all they need relationship wise throw everything away?

fatigue?
the lack of selflessness?
or pure boredom?

it pains me to see her hurting because i don't think she saw it coming. not that it would have made it excusable on his part but at least she could have readied herself for this.

still who am i to judge? i don't know exactly what happened and from what i know neither does she. he owes it to her to at least come clean about why it happened, if not now eventually.

moving along, i think i know why i'm still single...i sing when i work, way way too much as ina/lin/everyone else i've worked with will tell u. that's why takde jodoh. kwang kwang kwang. not like i'm desperately searching (unlike some people..hehe i mean u Den). C'mon i don't even have time to play football manager.

thanks for warning me yah, u hockey-playing beach bum who i think/hope will never read this =)