Watch Closely!

It was just waiting to happen. It was inevitable.

No, I’m not talking about the dwindling US economy, the sacking of Avram Grant or the eventual face off between Chee Soon Juan and MM Lee.

I’m referring to knockout punch someone gave a Chinese national for speaking too loudly. From what I read yesterday on the New Paper (28th May 2008), this Chinese immigrant was traveling home on a bus and apparently was talking too loudly on his cellphone. In came a pissed off fellow passenger; gave a good sock onto his face, smashed the bugger a few more times for good measure, and promptly left the bus. The assailant was quick, efficient and lethal; the Chinese dude needed a few stitches near his eye. And he probably had some cow-sense to try and leave the scene of the crime; but failed. (LOL)

Somehow, I’m torn between either feeling sorry for the confused young Chinese man who probably
didn’t have a clue what was happening, or, to understand the frustrated bruiser who’s had enough of these PRC people blabbering loudly in public.

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lol i’m kidding, I’m just tied up with alot of stuff right now. Reorganizing for 2008 and the new School term. Just trying to get back sanity and order into my schedule.

Thats why I haven’t been posting. Oh and thanks to all the people who say my emo post and asked me if I was ok almost a month after. Actually I got over it about a week or two after the initial post. Thanks though to know so many of ya cared.

I don’t know when I’ll be posting next so…

Until then, peace.

If anyone wants to learn how to be totally unattractive to the opposite sex, just follow after me.

Seem to have lost the ability to sleep at will. This is bad.

And I’ve had enough of seeing Roger Federer blabbering nonsense at the bottom of my Windows Live Messenger window.
I swear I’m gonna give him a clean shave (sponsored by Gillette).

He’s mocking my inability to grow a goatee.

I bet goatees bring in the women.

Jaimes is just cranky. Till Gillette sponsors a Sikh, make mine Marvel. 

They should rename this place as “Simi Sai Also Have.” (Note : Don’t read too much into it.)

Its kinda weird these few days, I’ve been having a topsey-turvey sleep pattern. Been sleeping at 6am and waking at 5pm. It kinda a privilege to do this during the holidays as long I don’t have any school shows for Eugene (which I do go home and knock out after the show).

To that effect, I noticed that my meals are actually all eaten before daybreak and sunset! For a nano-second I thought I was celebrating Ramadan too, am I converting my faith subconsciously?

Then it occurred to me that my diet for these meals proved other wise; I’ve been conveniently eating Ma Ling Luncheon Meat to fulfill my hunger at these periods. A sigh of relief!

Oh well, I meant the above post in jest; but of course I’ve becoming vampire like, waking only when it’s dark and stuff. In fact I think I’ll be great in CSI’s graveyard shift. As long I have Coke, I’ll work.

In fact I did!

Just completed the newest CSI game; CSI : Hard Evidence. The CSI games have always been a convenient distraction for me, the stories are written by the same people who write the show, as well as the actual cast lending their voices for their virtual selves. Its kinda easy completing the cases, but its also enjoyable to follow along the storyline of each case. Aside from that, the character models often look stiff and pumped full of botox. I wouldn’t call it slipshod or shoddy work, but the game has almost zero replay value after you completed it.

P.S. The Janitor did it.

Jaimes is part of CSI:Singapore. Chinese Sounding Indians.

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OK guys its been around 3 weeks since my last (real) post, and no I haven’t been outta the country (unless you count JB) or on the run or something. It my holidays and actual things I’ve just been holed up at home dragging myself around. Well not really, lets see what I’m really up to…

• WoWing, Leveling my Warlock and I just created a Orc Warrior named Tammy. Rofl, its just tickles me that people are getting beat up by a Orc with a girls name.
• DOTAing, ding ding ding in comes the ip.
• PSPin, FF7 – Crisis Kaur just came out, navigating through the Japanese takes time you know!
• Drama Dance Lessons, ITS NOT EZ YOU KNOW! Especially when you have a history of inflexibility in your muscles! I’m crying inside just to stretch! Its already a miracle. Actually I have a condition that causes me to lose balance easily, I know cause I took a medical test on a machine, a machine that costs a few million dollars just to test the limits of your sense of balance. Well. I failed. Miserably. At least the test costs were covered by my 11B.
• Cooking, I’m no Jamie Oliver but I decided to do something productive with my free time to learn some dishes that I personally like. And with the drama ministry as my willing guinea pigs… so far I’ve cooked for them Lasagna, Cajun Chicken + Shrimp and Chicken Wraps. I’d say… passable lah.
• Writing, sometimes I hate my mind. Its just so messy and I’m just a scatterbrain. Ideas come and go at will. I also have musical senility. Its not my choice that I have to write in the spur of a moment cause I really lose the idea easily. Thats why my scripts and my songs I write never seem to finish.
• Watching Stand-up Comedy, some of the real professionals really awe me; been watching George Carlin, Bill Maher, etc. Even some of them are vulgar and the like, you can’t but help to be amazed at some of the quick wits they have. In fact, sometimes they really speak things at it is in this crazy world we live in. They rationalize (and trivialize) and dissect certain issues that are otherwise too boring or hard to understand. You know, sometimes the wisest people are the jesters. And if you don’t get the jokes… maybe you can settle for lower crass humor? (Little Britain) Sorry; cheap shot there, but if you think Little Britain is exceptionally profound.. (roll eyes) I think you don’t understand what blue collar humor is. (Await the troll flaming).OK, whatever floats your boat ok?
• Number-Balling, I’m just pleased I’m not as sucky at it as I thought. At the expense of other people of course.

Well thats about it for now I guess. Guys please leave some comment, it’ll help me know who’s reading my blog. Thanks!

Jaimes loves his new *ahem* Nike Gai Gai Shoes. *ahem* means get from JB.

ARGH!~!~!

I’m not very sure, but I really have to get this off my chest; recently there’s just too many people in my life having hissy fits. And not only hissy fits; hissy fits directed at me!

I’m not talking just about the girls, the males are also no excluded. It just seems that the single slightest irritation will piss you off.

I’m sorry, I really just have to rant, you all really have to lighten up abit more. And don’t take me for a emotional punching bag; yes, I’m here as a friend to hear out your troubles, I’m trying my best to exercise my hearing ear (and believe me, I was much worst than I am now), but you don’t have to direct everything you’re facing to me.

And don’t blame me for being (apparently) cheery all the time; you think I may exude a “happy-go-lucky” attitude, but the truth is I all but that. Like any other normal joe, I do feel depressed, sad and all the other human emotions too, sometimes more than other people do. The thing is that I learned to a certain degree to either suppress this feelings or to control them, especially when its not fair to blast at people who don’t know my situation. I’m not perfect, I’m still a work-in-progress.

The fact that you have a hissy fit is just a sign that you want to share your problem with others unconsciously, but don’t know how to express yourself in the proper way.

Enough with the dissecting with the situation, I’m just sick and tired personally with people treating me as an emotional punching bag. Its just not healthy for my own self-esteem; the worse thing is I have my own problems and I don’t see you ever listening to MY problems, so its quite a unbalanced one-way relationship.

I think I really have to cut down on my transient friends, its not healthy for my spirit, to have a higher expectation for a friend when he/she cannot fulfill it. Its not anybody’s fault, it just means I don’t mean as much to you as you do to me.

Jaimes’ chest feels much lighter.