I realised something today.

What I realised really isn't any of your business.

So I'll blog about something else.

I am thinking of quitting Uni. I may just quit Uni and go home and serve National Service. I really see no point in eeking out a life which I know I won't enjoy. I want to be free. Not some shmuck with a degree sitting behind a desk.

I am not going to the ball.

Yes. You read correctly I am not going to the ball.

WHY?

Coz. I was flipping a coin and then I wondered "Is Joel going to the Macleans College ball this year?" Joel thought. Hrm. Maybe. But I am not going alone. So I would have to get a partner, beg borrow or steal. So I flipped a coin. With heads as I'll go, and Tails means I won't be going. Ended up tails. So hey, the coin decided. Eh well, looks like it was a rather easy descision to make after all

I bought the newest Backstreet Boys CD for $3.95 at paper plus this morning. They released black and blue in 2000 that was the last we heard of the Backstreet Boys. I loved thier music and "I want it that way" is still amongst my favourite songs. It was that song that kindled my love for the guitar. Well, that and "Ready to go" by Republica.

Joel really wonders why he keeps updating this blog. I may delete this blog sometime soon, as I realise I am using too much of the computer. The eyesight in my left eye has gotten really bad. And I wish to preserve my right eye, as I still have perfect eyesight. I need to watch less TV, go online less, spend less time in front of this stupid goggle box attached by a bunch of plastic coated metal wires to a metal container that goes whrrrrr everytime you turn it on.

Watched Daredevil with Krishneel just now, nice movie. Nothing really THAT spectacular. I need to spend less time associating with Krishneel. Sole reason - He reminds me that he is 9 inches taller than me by just being there.

Nite.

What to do if someone tells you, there are many fish in the sea after you got shot down/let down. by Jay-T

I had a faint idea for that web page ages ago, just really didn't get around to doing it, when Ker Han sent me the chicken joke website the webpage made itself clear all in a go.

For those of you who remember THIS BLOG, the one about the 3 voices and how everyone was pissed with me coz they didn't see it in my context. The dickish dude with the problems. yeah. Somehow the 3 days at camp have somewhat reminded me of that part of me that I have disassociated with for quite a long while now. And it just hit me, from input from Tina, remembering what Kat said before and stuff Brian told me. What I did in camp can sound quite scary. And really I wonder why I did stuff like that.

THUS I need to set a few rules

NO more alchohol, no even going near that stuff anymore. I am throwing the bottle of vodka I keep for "special occaisions" away.
NO going near anyone who would even consider doing any form of drug, no more association with "old contacts".
NO more undesierable activities.

Eh. Maybe I'll actually try and be a good boy for once.

I am back from Camp.

Camp was
A) Fricken AWESOME
B) At parts Mighty Shighty

I learnt a few things.

• How to ask for a phone number in Cantonese (though I think I forgot over half of it).
• How to make a "blow job" shot.
• A few neat card games for use with alcohol.
• How alcohol is good for the body and mind.
• How much alcohol is too much alcohol for me.
• How much alcohol is FAR too much for me.
• How to puke right across a toilet that measures 2 meters by 2.5 meters

Day 1
We met outside the University General Library. I looked around for chicks to spade into realised that what the hell am I doing and errors of my ways. Realised that Jenny Te, one of the KAC executive actually reminds me of Tina in some way. Got into a car, went to the scout camp in Albany. Wrote my name - Jay T on my name card, ended up being called Jay for the rest of the camp. Cool. Sent a txt coz I was bored. (in total I sent about 7 text messages in periods of boredom). Got split into groups and told to perform a lip synch at end of the day. Had lunch (some bread thingy). Then went back to practising for the lip synch. Played Mah jong. Went back to practising. Ate dinner. Practised for the lip synch. Then we all gathered in this big hall place and we got assigned the order which we were supposed to perform. We did our performance, and did some break dancing and I hit my hip hard on the ground. We didn't win. we then lazed about till about 10 o'clock that was when we took the booze out (which was illicitly purchased and smuggled into the camp during daylight hours) We played a few card games. Looser drinks up. I drank heaps, well so did everyone else. I had a blow job, which is a layered cocktail of schnapps and Coruba and baileys. A guy called Rick had far too much, he puked a whole heap, and he turned from roommate into ex-roommate instantaneously. Slept at some time I am not sure.

Day 2
Was good. Woke up at 9 o'clock ate breakfast, had a shower, had breakfast, can't remember what that was, did stuff, had lunch, did activities. Played mahjong. Learnt some Cantonese. Made some sushi. Ate dinner. Was caught and photographed of me reading a RALPH magazine. LOL Lazed around till about 10.30. Took the booze out. Played this game and got really full up with WOODSTOCK BOURBON AND COLA. Good stuff, not too alcoholic, not too bland (Kelvin is such a wicked ass cool guy he single handedly changed my opinion of mainland Chinese). Went to have a piss. At the door, felt like heaving. Threw up, in mid throwing up , I spun round and chucked the lot 2 meters across the room to land squarely in the toilet bowl (APPLAUD NOW). "Thank you". Went back to another game table, played this triangle game, took a couple more shots of strange cocktails that I really don't know what they contain. Then I went to the hall where some people were dancing. The music was loud. The crowd was high. We all danced.
Note: If you think I am a bad boy, Ker Han did no better

Day 3
Took the dance floor a couple of times. Had the light on me for a while. Went to sleep at 2 am. Woke up at 3 am. Went back to the games place. All the activity died down the momment they ran out of hard liquor. People were threw up at a couple of places. Michael took the place of Rick who was the chuck-boy the day before. Went back to the dance floor, on the way there everyone was sitting around talking about relationships. I passed them, couldn't be stuffed about that kinda stuff and met Ker Han, Rick, Kelly, Nita and Tovey. Played cards. Talked about sunsets and how Ker Han was lying on top of Kelly earlier on. Slept at 5ish pm.


Summary:
Camp was good

You're unsure whether you really want to smile or
not.You just curl your lips up at the corners a
bit and let that get you through your day.You
don't have all the answers,and you certainly
don't feel like going out to look for them.Stop
being so indecisive

I seem to be on an Oasis whatchama call it when you develop a sudden strong interest in something? I have been listening to Oasis songs over and over again and I have been downloading stuff on Oasis and you should see my Wallpaper it is a picture of the whole band, looking the way they normally look - all semi-doped up.

I was watching Monster's Inc just now. I was thinking, the kid in the movie, though computer generated is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO cute and i was thinking that, hey this movie really is very charming AND THEN out from nowhere my mother comes in and starts nagging at how I should clean the house and I am wasting my time and how yaddah yaddah yaddah. I MEAN, WHAT A WAY TO KILL THE MOMMENT. Bitch.

DESCISION MAKING TIME

Should I?

A) Get a line shaved into my eyebrow
B) Dye my eyebrows another color
C) Get a eyebrow piercing


I really don't know. The thing is, if I do do any of that, with the exception of possibly the line in eyebrow, I may not be able to go back to school and slip into calculus as normal on thursdays.

Eh. My parents will freak/psych at any of the above options, eh tough I guess. For them.

Cyah l8erz