ok here's a few reasons why i came back to blogger instead of tumblr.

1. tumblr makes me a deadly follower with only a handful of people following me.. that's rather sad don't you think? :/

2. no matter how BIG or how small your posts are, tumblr makes it accessible for every followers to view.. uhh man i rather dislike this way..(OK i'm kinda shy when all my posts are seen by people.)

3.tumblr is as good as 90% reposting pictures from followers or random blogs and there isn't any point in doing that. cant i just be myself?

4.after MIA for about 3 months in amaranthinelimited, i guessed those blog hoppers out there would not visit here again, and.. hahahahahahaha.. i can be myself again here and post all i want or whateverz!

YEAright so.. blogger is still the best place to post anything you feel like after all, don't you?!?!

There's these few bunch of monkeys from ITE that always.. i repeat that okay.. ALWAYS hanging out at the void deck of my block. they are so irritating as always, i wonder what's the difference between malay monkeys and chinese monkeys. it seemed like only the malay monkeys are jumping up and downon the ground floor.

If you wanted to organise a group studying at void deck, why isn't there any books/files/notes or whatever shit around your seats?

And they are getting more and more out of hand.. some shouting about and laughing here and there, some trying to play with the electrical wire circuits below the HDB flats, some were seen smoking with those cheap cigars that wore tops with "ITE" marked on it.

LOL.. what a funny campus is that?

Plus the worst thing they can do is to even make fun of people walked past them. so ya think ya're big fat shot aren't you?

I discussed with my sister and my mom.. they both agree that i should send an 'attracting' e-mail to the campus. however, i'm still having thoughts about it. maybe if i just can't stand it one day, i might give it a shot.

i watched the sunday night show, the zhong yi da ge da, then there's this part where they give people a chance to sing, and mostly those people can't sing that well. this guy came singing daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn jialat and all the audience were laughing their heads off, i can't help but wondering.. if this guy can't sing that well, why did he even come onto the stage and make a clown out of himself? and then after he sang finish, he said music was his life, he couldn't do anything else and even his father rejected him to be devoted to music, he still continued to persevere.

thus i realised an important role in life.

it doesn't matter how well or how bad you sang, as long as you put your heart and soul in it, it's beautiful.