I'M WEIRD AND I LIKE WEIRD PEOPLE.

So I know that I haven’t blogged in like, a fucking long time because ya’ll know the syndrome I guess. :/ going into your posting page with a ton of inspiration and suddenly losing it lackadaisically because you suddenly get distracted COUGHMSNCONVO by something. So here I am, blogging now and trying hard not to leave this page.

anyways! :} As usual, my life hasn’t had anything exciting pop up inside it which makes me go 8DDDDD. Like, I dunno man. Am I like, totally losing the zest for life? DDDDD: Makes me feel like some 29182918817 year old man with andropausal. HAHAHAHA. IKR? LIKE. BUT I REALIZED THAT 29981981 YEAR OLD MEN DON’T BREAK OUT EVERYDAY (FUG I THINK I KENNA HORMONE PROBLEM.)

and you know that your life’s kinda -meh- when the most exciting thing you did all week was to play Gachapon and win cute stuff. HAHAHAHA. MY. LIFE.

Moving on! /o/ School has relatively been fun. RELATIVELY being the fact that as you guys know, my Web and New Media comm faci is a fucking bore. Seriously. Like, I know that I seem like I’m totally exaggerating and stretching facts too far, but, SERIOUSLY. HE. IS. FUCKING. BORING. And it doesn’t help that we’re doing the same shit over and over again every week. HAI DESIGN WEBSITE HAI HOW TO IMPROVE WEBSITE HAI HOW TO USE MEDIA TO REACH OUT TO AUDIENCES. Seriously?

Oh. And I don’t get some people sometimes. Apparently, this person I know has recently been ANGSTING OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG in class and completely shirking off his responsibilities for doing up the presentation and other such small work. And he claims that OHAI WHEN I R ANGSTY I BECOME CHILDISH SO PRZ TO BE ACCOMMODATING ME.

WAIT.

WHAT.

HOLD IN.

SO WHEN YOU DECIDE TO THROW A -RAWR-HULK-ANGRY TEMPER, PEOPLE HAVE TO PAT YOU ON THE HEAD AND GIVE YOU A CONSOLATION COOKIE? WTFUCK? LOL. I’ve honestly never heard such a pathetic excuse before. LOL.

SERIOUSLY. D00D. LIKE. WE ALL HAVE ISSUES. I HAZ SELF ESTEEM ISSUES, FRIENDSHIP ISSUES, FAMILY ISSUES AND EVEN MONEY ISSUES.DO YOU SEE ME BRINGING THEM INTO CLASS AND GOING, “OKAY I HAZ THESE ISSUES SO I’M NOT DOING WORK OK! >>>>;”

Like.

Grow up.

When you’re sad/angry/depressed, the world isn’t going to suddenly revolve around you and make people accommodate you.

That’s not to say that I won’t comfort you nor sympathize with you, yes, I’ll feel sorry for you, give you a hug and talk with you about it. But, in the end of the day, I just hate it when people carry their issues into work. :/ Call me anal, but, if I can put aside all my issues and produce work, so can you.

OH AND STOP BEING A CREEPY D00D. KTHXBYE.

GOD. I NEED TO STOP RANTING ON MY BLOG.

Photos from my Changi adventure today!

We met that faithful night,

“I’m calling my name out to the heavens” I said, as stardust appeared in the sky.

You asked me why I was crying but I just shook my head, feeling a mixture of grief and fright.

You led me outside, to watch the change of seasons.

As 5 moons hanged in the sky, but it wasn’t what I expected.

But I still smiled, a smile imprinted on my face.

Because I realised that you and I can go anywhere we wanted,

Our existence being traced.

BAH SHITTY 5 MINUTE DRABBLE WITH LOUSY ENDING. I’M LOSING MY MOJO. DDD8

Guess what, I logged into this page at like, 7.30pm thinking that, ok, I’ll do this, I’ll blog an entry, it’ll be lengthy, it’ll be worth my reader’s time and I’ll make sure that people can relate to it. But like, I’m only typing it at 8.23pm. LOL. Procrasination’s such a bitch, but it’s obviously my best friend.

Anyways, as usual, nothing’s new in my life. ._. Except perhaps a new fringe (NARSHA GOODNESS) and a dye job. But seriously, I think school’s getting a lil’ mundane. :/ And sorry to most of my friends who come here thinking that I’ll blog happy stuff but seriously, I reserve the happy thoughts for my twitter (twitter.com/bryangohey) and talk about the serious shit here. LOL.

Sometimes, when I’m hurriedly rushing out ppt slides for school, I kinda wonder. :/ Like, exactly what the fuck I’m learning in school. I mean, entrepreneurship when I’m doing Media? Like, I honestly don’t see the link between media and business. ._. Not to mention, I’m delving into photography so why the fuck am I learning bout bullshit like RAMP and Porter’s 5 Forces?! Also, I just realised, that after we do a problem for the day, we tend to forget it the next day or even when we reach home. :/ kinda makes me wonder if what we’re learning really helps. @_@

OHOH. BUT I’M LOVING MY CLASS THOUGH HAHAHAHA. Like, I never thought I’d find a day when I’d walk into a class and go WOAH PEOPLE HERE ARE SO FUCKING CRAZY THAT I LOVE IT. I mean, E37B’s still rooted deep in my heart but there’s a huge different in the standard here. I just feel that with E37B, you get the warm fuzzy feeling that makes you wanna hug people, but when you enter E35K, it’s different because you just wanna scream, swear and basically let loose. It’s kind of a different experience, but still fun non-the-less. I mean, I haven’t been in a class since like, forever, when even the girls loved to game. DDD:

OH. Ok, I NEED TO RANT. HAHAHA. I. HAVE. NO. MORE. FUCKING. CLOTHES. TO. WEAR. HAHAHA. Ok lah, it’s not that I don’t have stuff to wear, it’s more of a OKAY-REWEARING-SAME-THING-EVERY-WEEK thing that’s getting to me! :/like. I know I can probably mass hoard plain stuff and customize it by sewing. But then again, I’m really lazy. :/ And if I don’t sew stuff, I’ll buy it, but I can’t cause I’m broke. HAHAHAHA. SRSLY. I THINK I’M RAMBLING TOO MUCH ON THIS BLOG.

The one pathetic photo I had! =AAAAA=;;;; After planning of the theme I wanted to do! @_@/ curse you early sunsets! Oh, and I’m finally beginning to play with exposures. PRESET MANUAL FTW.

Ok. You people have no fucking idea how many times I come to WordPress’s dashboard and go OK I SHALL BLOG BOUT SOMETHING SUBSTANTIAL AND TIME-WORTHY and just close the page because I’m either too distracted or plainly because knowing me, I just fucking forget what I want to blog.

Anyhoo, I’ll start this entry with like, a few photos of the Black Alice runway show I went to with a few weeks ago. HAHAHAHA.

wahlao she the chioest canzzz.

Stupid model kept moving so fast. >___> TMD.

LOL. We were going o_O at her expression. I mean, you’re wearing AP lor, what’s with the OHAI BITCH PLZ expression? HAHAHAHA.

Anyhoo. Like. As usual, school’s a drag but the people make up for it. LOL. I mean, we’re always doing the same shit everyday that it gets REALLY REALLY mundane after a while. >>>; Like, it’s always OHEY WE DO PDT NOWZ, WE GO EATZ, WE COME BACK AND DO WORKSHEET AND PPT, OK GAIZ SPLIT UP AND THEN COME BACK TO COLLATE SLIDES, OK PRESENT, SIT THROUGH 6P WHERE 90% OF US DON’T GIVE A FUCK BOUT IT AND OKAY HOME GAIZ!

HAHAHAHA. MY LIFE SOUNDS SO BORING RIGHT HAHAHAHA. Which is why I’m always looking forward to like, sudden class convo’s on my taskbar where half the convo’s are nonsensical bullshit and horny ramblings. HAHAHA IF ONLY I COULD COPY+PASTE THEM HERE BUT HIE. HAHAHAHA. BLACKMAILZZZZ. 8DDDD

Ohyah. Apparently like, a good friend of mine’s being all emotional now and she decided that OHEY I SHALL KICK BRYAN OFF MY LJ LIST AND NOT REPLY HIS MSN MESSAGES. Well, frankly, as I’ve said 92994598592881 times to people, IDGAF bout such stuff anymore. Like, it’s so sec school to worry bout such situations because it’s either people hate you, or love you. Just stick with the ones that love you and tell the ones that hate you to get a life. So to the friend who decided to pull this kinda bullshit on me should you read my blog, I don’t mind becoming friends with you again. But, if you decide to continue being like this, either you get over your emotional crap, or just go fucking die kthxbye.

FOOD PORN TIMEZ. HAHAHAHA. GOD I WANNA GO EAT AT TAMPOPO AGAIN AT TAKA! )))): But service there fucking sucks though. >___> Shiro and I were like ?_? at the waiter’s because they couldn’t enunciate the food name correctly. It was kinda like, *INSERT GIBBERISH AND PUTS FOOD ON YOUR TABLE BEFORE SLINKING AWAY*. Hahaha. Couldn’t give a damn though, good food makes up for it! >3</

*boyisthisentrygettingfuckinglong*

SAY HERRO GAIZ. I have no idea why I inserted this photo here out of nowhere. HAHAHAHA. LIKE. OK WHATEVER I’M WAXING LYRICAL AGAIN AND MAKING MYSELF SEEM STUPID. pffft. We needz a private dorrie meet soon! ): Anybody up for it? LOL.

OK I MIGHT BLOG AGAIN TONIGHT OR SOMETHING FUCK I SHALL ATTEMPT TO STUDY. LOL.

I hate to admit this, but I fucking miss CO. ):

Wrai herro thar! 8DDDD

HAI THAR DIS BE MAH NEW BFF AMANDA. ME LOVE HER MANY. 8DDD

WAHLAO I DAMN ZILIAN HAHAHAHA. DON’T JUDGE ME.

WAHLAO STEVE LOOKS LIKE A REALLY HOT BUTCH HAHAHA. ME LOVE YOU STEVE. 8DDD

I have no idea what the fuck I was doing. HAHAHA BUT QIQI LOOKS DAMN BITCHY HERE ME LOVE. <33333333333

IT’S CONFIRMED. I’M IN LOVE WITH CAMEROID.COM AND FEE TOO HAAHHA FEE ME LOVE YOU TOO. I LOVE THE WHOLE WORLDDD. 8DDD

If, for example, you lived at the bottom of the sea,
I’d cut my feet off and become a fish.
If I can get closer to you the deeper I’ll sink.
I wouldn’t even mind becoming a shadow that wanders through the endless darkness.

The shimmering haze hangs charmingly in the air.
I was just drowning in the days that didn’t work out.
You’re not here,
I know that, I know that.

As the sun rises higher and higher,
It purifies the place where I am.
The warm, warm wind takes away,
The blue stamp imprinted on me.

If these words are able to reach you,
You can rip out my vocal cords and throw them away.

I was longing, longing
To lose my stinging wounds.
And for your warmth to take everything away,
Even if it was just a dream.

Your warmth is disappearing, disappearing,
Taking with it the place where I am.
I want to go to sleep, wrapped in your arms,
That are able to wipe out my punishment.

The sun rises and rises,
Purifying the place where I am.
I want to sleep, wrapped in your arms,
That are able to wipe out my punishment

As your warmth disappears and disappears,
It takes me away from the place where I am,
The warm, warm wind takes away,
The blue stamp imprinted on me.

The pieces of my memories are rotting away,
I don’t have anymore piercings to cover myself.
I’m forgetting you, you’re fading,
Your voice fades into the rabble.

They’re falling away, they’re falling away,
I don’t have enough piercings to cover myself.
I’m forgetting you without a trace,
Your voice fades into the rabble.

Blue skies to forever

The green grass blows in the wind, swaying

It would be a much better sight

If I knew where this was going

Hey there to my future self

If you forget how to smile

I have this to tell you

Remember it once in a while

Oh,  what a pair, me and you

Put here to feel joy, not be blue

Come sad times and bad times, we’ll see them through

Soon we will know if it’s for real

What we both feel

Though I can’t know for sure how things will work out for us

No matter how hard it gets, you have to realize

We weren’t put on this earth to suffer and cry

We were made for being happy

PS : I think I’m getting more and more pensive. :/ Maybe I should start writing random poems and stories again.

I…I had a dream.

Even if it was like my clothes,torn and tattered,

Hidden deep in my heart as precious as a gem.

An unforgettable dream.

I… Teased for looking ugly,

Endured humiliation.

I beared with it,

Enduring in silence for that day’s sake.

You… Always telling me worriedly,

Saying that unpractical dreams are like poison.

You claimed that pre-determined outcomes are unchanging reality.

But I… I have my dreams.

I believe in my dreams,

So please… Stand by me.

Facing reality’s cold hard door,

I’ll find the courage to reach out for it.

Someday, I’ll push it open and soar towards the blue sky.

No matter how oppressive this world is,

It’ll never hinder my flight.

On the top of this world, Please be with me and share my smile.

I was listening to this song on the KBS concert sang by Sohyang when I went, ohey that’s a REALLY GOOD SONG and I finally found it on youtube after 3 hours of perilous searching! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G6EtxrHtb6s)>Her version.

And when I read the lyrics, it made more sense and I felt so melancholic. :/ It kinda reminds me of the times in Secondary School when I felt so unhappy and stifled. I guess it’s because there wasn’t people in Secondary School I could relate to and when I told them my dreams and such, they’d laugh and said I was stupid. It didn’t help that they thought I was ugly too.

Coming to poly, I was like, woah, maybe I’d meet like-minded people and yes I did. Up till today, I still thank God even though I don’ believe in him for letting this people come into my life. Like, I just never though there’ll be people who shared the same dreams as me. You know, people who’d go, OK I SUPPORT YOU LET’S DO IT TOGETHER instead of HAHA YOU HAZ STUPID DREAMS FORGET IT LAH THIS JOB CANNOT MAKE IT ONE.

I realized, that, if we always give a damn what people say, we’ll generally suffocate ourselves to death and hamper all the epic things we can do. Like, I just feel we spend too much time in our lives worrying how we portray ourselves. You know, just like what we discussed on Friday, there’s no use conforming to what people expect of you if it’s just gonna make you unhappy.

In simple, life’s too short for you to put up a facade just to please people. I’m gonna live it the way I want, pursue my dreams and climb that cold wall called fate.