- "Whadd'ya say we blow this joint?"
Incredible. I actually felt like blogging.
No kidding!
Blogging, bloggage, bloggeration. What is the reason for this sudden bloggency? Admittedly, you wouldn't be surprised. Boredom makes the mind do crazy, awkward things. Like starvation, without the frantic screaming and flailing of arms. And i probably wouldnt be blogging if i was hungry anyway.
I'm in school. I'm in computing lesson now. IQ droppinginggzsx.
"TEE HEE! BLOGGINESS!"
This is getting to me. I'm actually (b)logging what's going on around me. Which, as both you and i know, only the alt-capping population does.
"Mr. PaNg jUz pAszed LeHx... nvr seE... LuCkY lAhZ..!! haha"
...
*shudders violently*
Never gonna do THAT again.
Wipe that Goddamn horrified look off your face.
Ye know, through the holidays i've fortunately been able to catch up with stuff i've sort of broken off from last year. This includes guitar playing, manga drawing, Japanese speaking and Outland testing. Yea, geek stuff. Though, i have realised a terrible, terrible truth.
My writing is going down the drain, and hitting it's head on all the nails jutting out the side all the while.
I only see one variable, and i mean no offense friends (not that any of them read this anyway)- Cjc. Though my racist instincts tell me its the Malays.
Catholic Juniour College is making me dumber, and semi-illiterate.
I've dwelved from semi-intellectual to the sloping curse of idiocy.
"JIHAD!"
The way i talk, the way i type, the way my english is somehow subconsciously becoming (this was 'become' before i backspaced) and deteriorating (im not even sure if that's spelt right anymore) toward what my now limited vocabulary can only describe as evil.
HELLFIRE AND BRIMSTONE. APOCALYPSE AND CATACYLSM. DAMNATION AND DOOM. APPLE AND ORANGE.
I've also been told that my writing is weird. In all ways. As near-positive as that sounds could sound, depending on my level of positivity, it comes at an apt time to prove me right.
Damn, i hate being proven right.
This is very, very wrong. However, when speaking with jie, KY, shawn and the lot, i (fortunately) speak normally. Besides the occasional "OMFG THAT IS TEH PWNT", but that's intentional.
I think.
But when i come to this place, boom, i'm a hawker boy. Bad english, worse chinese, and struggling Japanese. Choppy talking and the inability to express. The degeneration of speaking, in other words. Incomprehensible, stuttering, concious speaking. Singlish a plenty, simple terms, similes involving toasters and sign language (pointing and grunting).
"Duh-uh". Crude infinitum.
The hell. It is Cjc's doing, i am sure of it.
This gives me all the more reason to get the hell out of here. Cut short my time in school. Skip the rest of the day. And God help anyone who gets in the way of my Shoto Nitou Ryuu.
Yes, im still shuddering.
- Jeremy "Stupid bloggous feeling" Raphael
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