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Fire sale [December 14th, 2008 | 02.08]
Okay I realise that this is freakingly maddeningly pants-wetteningly other-adjectively late, but I've finally moved!!

Yeap while halobenzene@livejournal will not longer operate, I will now be writing at...

http://republicofawesome.com


Bookmark the new link and relink your old website links!!

Other than that, this site is now officially...

[DECOMMISSIONED]


Leave flowers at the door and whatnot.
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Closing Down Sale!!! [October 22nd, 2008 | 01.00]
Yes people break out in crass unreasonable panic! The rumours are true!

halobenzene @ livejournal is closing down!

After a great two years, I have decided to cease operations here.

Hope you've enjoyed the ride; feel free to browse through the archives for my previous foul scratchings.

Oh and everything here's on sale, even the kitchen sink! It's a fire sale people - so it's all going for CHEAP CHEAP CHEAP!

The sale will be held after the decommissioning ceremony which will proceed within 2 weeks. Keep your wallets ready ladies and gentlemen!
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Lynched! [October 5th, 2008 | 16.31]
As I was walking towards Harbourfront Center yesterday I noticed a cordoned-off building...


It didn't take long to figure out what building it was.


According to this site, Merrill Lynch is supposed to be renting  Harbourfront Place and would begin operations there in January 2009.

Ha ha. Good luck with that.


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Doing what I want [October 1st, 2008 | 00.05]
As it turns out I get to do everything I want to do.

Drawing, CG design, guitaring, vocaling, writing, shooting, jogging, talk cocking, socialising, and more. In fact, I get "paid" CCA points to do these things.

The only problem is I probably don't have the time to do everything.

Thus hall is great if you have a lot of interests and hobbies.

But if you're a lazy slack-ass like me it is also a bane just because you have get to do everything.

Ah but then again I'm rarely lazy when it comes to doing things I like. The most prominent is of course building illegal devices while back at McNair. A lot of work and no rewards at the end except the satisfaction of smoking a sheesha I made with my own hands.

Anyway, Imma hafta drop by the bank to apply for an account that'll let me purchase things online. Namely, webhosting. Yes I'm going through with it. Anyone care to offer some knollij on hosted .com's?



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LHC causes armageddon, gamers rejoice [September 28th, 2008 | 16.36]
Nothing new but...

Gordon Freeman was spotted at the Large Hard-on Collider.


Anyone who's played Half-Life would attest to the fact that having Mr Freeman in the vicinity of important scientific experiments (especially those involving complicated science equipment located in a huge laboratory complex dug in the ground) more often than not ends in disaster.

Generally, the fiasco begins with aliens coming through portals created by the experiment. Ultimately an advanced alien race conquers Earth and enslaves humanity.

But at least that sure beats having the entire planet sucked into a black hole.

In the meantime...



Keep your crowbars handy, ladies and gentlemen!

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Randomly (a)musing [September 28th, 2008 | 00.11]
We all like eggs.

Sure we do.

But while the shell of the egg is part of the essence of what makes an egg an egg, we don't want to consume the shell.

We only want the soft insides of an egg. The tough exterior goes into the waste bin.

Thus I know what I want.

And concordantly, I wouldn't care about whether the shell is a quintessential part of the egg. I will do without it, even if (for those who are really anal) you argue that an egg without the shell is no longer truly an egg.

Give me a shell-less egg any day.

Oh and I like unbalanced sugar overdoses. So add to my list a gigantic ball of cotton candy.

So much empty calories it's fulfilling!
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Imma move [September 24th, 2008 | 05.34]
I just completed preliminary research into webhosting. I guess I really am going through with the idea of getting a hosted blog.

It is kinda like how some men have affairs and buy fast cars when they have a mid-life crisis. Well, I'm having a quarter life crisis now, alright. Except instead of cheating on my gal and purchasing a remote control car (real car later ok - the million dollar deal is still on) I start a hosted blog.

Speaking of the million dollar deal, I made a bet with Kevin some time ago that by the end of my 2nd year at NUS I'll have a net worth of USD1,000,000 or he gets to bitch-slap me. Additionally at the end of my 4th year (or 1st year out of uni depending on whether I get honoured) he gets to sucker punch me.

Ridiculous eh.

Well, it's just as ridiculous as thinking that the Large Hadron Collider is going to kill us all.

The only thing the LHC has achieved so far is to provide a lot of fodder for doomsayers and of course gay porn.

Gay porn?

Well yes. What do you think a Large Hard-on Collider would refer to...
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Rawr [September 17th, 2008 | 02.01]
Whoever said that university life would be a walk in the park compared to JC is seriously more misguided than the "smart" bombs the US drops on innocent civilians.

Other than that, I went for air rifle trials today.

And realised how suay I can get.

After shooting off my preliminary shots, my rifle ran out of gas just when I started on the actual target cards.

Not fun at all. I did not have enough time to shoot with a new rifle and felt too shagged to do it properly anyway. Rawr.
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Like, watch this space [September 14th, 2008 | 05.21]
Damn I realise I've practically abandoned this blog.

Alright I shall try to post more often. Its not that I'm not having interesting shit to write about. It's just that I don't feel like writing about them.

Anyway on another note, I'm thinking of shifting from LJ to a hosted blog on my own .com instead. Would that be awesome or just awesome?

I'm thinking something like 'amazinglyawesome.com' or something similar.

What do you think?
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Like, omfg [August 30th, 2008 | 21.14]
I was stepping out of Hall today to get my bloody printer fixed (a story for another post I promise!) when I walked past two gals.

Gal 1: Heyyyyy Roger!!

Me: Erm...??

Gal 1: ...you don't remember me?

Me: Uh...I'm bad with names and faces.

Gal 1: This is the second time already!

Gal 2
: Huh so you don't remember me too?

Me
: Nope...?

Gal 1 + 2: *tulan*

Me: *tries to rack brains on identity of duo*
 

Seriously wattafak.

It's like I'm a US Army Humvee peacefully driving along Al-Fakher street in Baghdad minding my own business and checking out the chicks decked out in their burqas (wow I see a wrist! omfg) when I get hit by a roadside IED of sorts.

Even now I'm racking my brains trying to remember where I met them. Lectures? Hall? CCA's? JC? Off the street?

Generally, if I've added you on Facebook and you've had face-time with me for upwards of an hour you'd be saved in my mental phonebook.

On the other hand if you're on my Facebook and have hung out with me awhile yet I still cannot remember you, its probably not my fault. You're probably just not noticable enough to stand out in my memory =P


If you're as freaky as this chap I'd definitely remember you.

Nonetheless there's a lot of folks I've met randomly who I've not Facebooked or gotten to know better yet...

Which leads me back to the main situation. What's a good comeback for 'you've don't remember me?!'?

How about..

"Nope. You blend in with the wallpaper you see."

"Oh fuck. Did we have sex before?"

"Please don't tell me you know what I did last summer... *break into story of crazy events last summer*"

"Are you a swimsuit model with a 36D bustline? No? Ok that explains it."

"Should I?"
 

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How to rob a bank [August 19th, 2008 | 00.57]
I was queuing up for an ATM at Suntec City when the couple in front of me bounced to the next ATM.

Curious, I wondered what was wrong with the ATM...



Apparently POSB ATM's run on Windows XP.

Which means its security has as many holes as a proctologists' convention.
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I hate sleep [August 10th, 2008 | 15.58]
I hate sleep because I tend to do too much of it; missing activities and lunch. The lunch part especially!! I'm going to be skinnier than an Afghan kid on a diet soon if I keep missing my lunches thanks to sleep.

So anyway I just woke up at approximately 3pm. Yeah you can blame that on last night at Zouk. (Then again other days where I don't club I end up waking up this late anyway - go figure.)

Quite fucked for morning classes. Goddamn.
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Set a CORS for nowhere! [July 31st, 2008 | 21.53]
I'm doing my CORS thing.. pretty much at random.

I like university. I get to take whatever the fuck catches my interest and I even get credits for them.

Modern Archi-techy sounds great. Yeappp I'm just made for it.



A discourse on huge phallic symbols? Why not! It's made of 100% authentic WIN.

But that's not  too awesome. It'll be 500% more awesome if I can put together my own module via suggestions to the dean.

I'll call it GEK1066 - Introduction to Lethal Device Construction.

If I get a budget I'll import actual experienced IED engineers from the University of Baghdad.


Prof Achmed: "Slowly attach the trigger to the ammonium nitrate....SLOWLY! Or I KILL you!"


KABOOM
!!

"..YOU FOOL! SLOWLY!!! I KILL YOU! ...oh wait you dead hahahah! I  made joke!!"


EDIT: Apparently I can't take Archi-Techi cos I've maxed out my MC's (20). Uni is somewhat awesome for forcing me to work less.
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MRT randoms [July 30th, 2008 | 23.24]
Random stuff you'd see on the MRT's:

1. Cute Mat Rocker baby




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IKEA and musics. [July 28th, 2008 | 22.45]
Went to IKEA yesterday with Cui'n.



It seems IKEA is offering more than just furniture....



They have glory holes too. Like seriously, wtf.

If you don't know what a glory hole is, please Google it. You will be pleased...

On another note (literally), the IKEA glass cups form a scale if you find the right ones...



I managed to set up a C-major scale from C to G (by ear haha I'm awesome). Don't believe me? Here's a video:


I would've played a full song.. except Cui got paiseh'd since everyone was staring...

Then there were some vases set in some minor key. Which is awesome for cheena musik!


I'm jobless haha.
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Hall'ed [July 24th, 2008 | 22.21]
People!! I have left my bohemian lifestyle of complete slacking back home and moved to a residence within the campus of a prominent Singaporean university.

The Hall's name sounds not unlike a tool used to prune bushes and other Shabery Cheek shrubbery.


The Room. Small but livable. The floors are greasy tho.. yuck.


The bed. Where all the action happens. Oh yeah.


An inspirational message on the toilet door for those with... problems of a constipatory nature.

Okay so now you know I'm alive and survived the journey on Malaysian highways.

Now it's off to figure out CORS, UEM, USP, WTF, OMG and other fucking acronyms. Not cool.

Seriously, acronyms are only cool if they're used to label weapons. Like MOAB (Mother Of All Bombs) or MANPADS (no it's not a panty-liner for men - it's MAN Portable Air Defence System) or SODOMY (Strike Offensive Destructive Ordinance - Medium Yield).
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Adieu, Bohemian Lifestyle [July 24th, 2008 | 02.17]
Goodbye everybody, I have got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
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Doughguy yet again [July 22nd, 2008 | 12.39]
Doughguy - Accident

Kids in the backseat cause accidents. Accidents in the backseat cause kids.
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Commitments [July 19th, 2008 | 03.56]
No more excessive computering all night. Imma limit 10pm - 1am. Rawr.

Oh and SLC Day 4 is about half complete. Imma finish up to at least Day 5 before Thursday.

Damn I'm turning this blog into a to-do list thing lol.
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Cotton Candy [July 16th, 2008 | 11.55]
“Gosh did you know what my boyfriend did the other time?” she excitedly gushes.

Her favourite topic. This is followed by telephone conversations with the oft-mentioned beau. Said conversations of course involve her making sure the whole room knows that she loves him, and to what degree.

Naturally, reluctant eavesdroppers are also made aware of the random nicknames she has for her beloved. How could they not? She chats at a rapid pace, constantly throwing out “hunnybunch” or “sweetie” or “pumpkin” or “candyass” (well maybe not) like they were punctuations in a sentence.

That would only consist of half her telecommunication with the beau. There’s the constant ramming of her phone’s digits with her manicured fingers as she texts him throughout the day. Aforementioned texts would have enough allusions to various sweet objects that it can be mistaken for Cadbury’s menu.

Such is only when she’s away from her computer. Otherwise its constant Instant Messaging chats with him (they look like photocopied versions of her phone’s messages). Or blogging about him, so all her friends are reminded how much he means to her.

If they forget, there’s always her Facebook main display picture, her MSN display picture, or the numerous shots of her in ridiculous poses with the boyfriend splashed across the internet.

How shallow. How superficial. How stupid.

But love was never designed to be intellectual.

How could it?

It is meant to get two unsuspecting individuals to raise a demanding, loud, messy, destructive little “bundle of joy” that they spawn together. There is certainly no intelligence in that.

Thus I see no shame in wanting something as such.

Even though I can certainly see how it can be annoying.

However, it sure as hell doesn’t hurt to know at every minute of the day that someone out there is just absolutely bonkers about you. (I have short term memory you see, I have to be constantly reminded.) She has to be. Why else would she have talked off her friends’ ears about you?

Not that I’m saying such superficial relationships will last. Or that they’ll be great by any measure. It’s just selfish affirmation-seeking that it panders to.

It’s like cotton candy – it’s sweet, full of empty calories and leaves you feeling hungry in a short while. But we still love it, don’t we?

One week she’ll be there, gushing about her beau. The next she’s gone like Hillary Clinton from the presidential race, on to the next one.

Who gives a fuck anyway? Girls like that are a dime a dozen and easily caught up with assholes such as moi. Haha.

Sekian, terima kasih.

(PS: No my girlfriend is in no way like that. She's like a hearty meal - satisfies me in every way :D I'm just randomly musing on the benefits of a bimbo ah lian girlfriend LOL)
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