How I Got Lost.

HOLGA HOLGA HOLGA !

Posted in Random Thoughts by Satish Vijay on June 23, 2009

Holga 135
Black – SGD$ 75


Holga k200 Panorama Cam
Black, Blue & Yellow
SGD$ 50

I WANT A HOLGA ! PLEASEEEEEEEE. HAHAHA.
I LIKE THE FIRST ONE BETTER THAN THE SECOND ONE.
WHAT? I’M JUST SAYIN’

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Food For Thought.

Posted in Family, Friends, Photographs by Satish Vijay on June 20, 2009

Okay, this is dedicated to W. This post is purely to make her jealous (:

I went out today to celebrate Father’s Day. I know it’s tomorrow, but my brother has work and I have piano lesson, so we decided to celebrate it today. We went to Vivo. Blehhh. Vivo is boring. It’s big and stuff but really boring. Anyways, we ate at White Dog Cafe. The last time I went there was like in January, with my brother. After that, we just walked around a bit. Then we went for dessert at….. BEN & JERRY’S !!! Okay, here’s what I ate today:

Chicken Mushroom Soup With Garlic Bread

Chicken Mushroom Soup With Garlic Bread

Cheesy Baked Rice Filled with Pork Chops & Black Pepper Sauce

Cheesy Baked Rice Filled with Pork Chops & Black Pepper Sauce

Cake Batter & Chocolate Therapy Flavored Ice Cream With Hot Fudge Brownies, Topped With M&M's

Cake Batter & Chocolate Therapy Flavored Ice Cream With Hot Fudge Brownies, Topped With M&M's

Wanqin’s probably screaming in envy right now. Be jealous babe, be very jealous 🙂

P.S. I think the celebrations are off. Ashiela said she can’t make it. It’ll not be nice without her. URGH.

2 Down… 3 To Go…

Posted in Friends by Satish Vijay on June 19, 2009

So, Adlin and Aqilah are free.
What about Ashiela, Hamidah and Zulaiha?

P.S. June 24th bitches. TRANSFORMERS 2 = MEGAN FOX = SEX ON A STICK!
P.S.S. I want to watch The Proposal. Sandra Bullock is the shizzz. Fo sho. I mean come on… have you SEEN Miss Congeniality? Undercover cop. Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot!

Always A Nobody.

Posted in Random Thoughts by Satish Vijay on June 18, 2009

“One of the greatest diseases is to be nobody to anybody”
– Mother Teresa.

I feel like a nobody everyday.
Why do I feel like a nobody?
I’m surrounded by all these great friends and my family, who all treat me well, but I feel so lonely.

Fuck, my posts are getting too emotional these days. I’m such a hypocrite. I used to get pissed at how people wrote about how sad their lives were and how depressed they felt. I used to get pissed at people who expressed there love for people through blog enteries and how they missed them and how they need them annd all that stuff. And here I am, doing the exact thing. Help me be happy?

Mellow No More!

Posted in Friends, Photographs by Satish Vijay on June 18, 2009
Tape Road.

Photographer: Nelly

Mellow. That’s how my life’s been lately.
I’ve been really into photography lately.
I constantly read poems and quotes,
and I’ve been listening to lots of classical
and jazz music.
Mellow. Mellow. Mellow. Very nice.

But next week I want to go crazy.
It’s my birthday. JUNE 26, and I want to
celebrate my birthday with some friends.
Wanqin, Aqilah, Zulaiha, Ashiela, Adlin,
Hamidah, Jeremy Hue and Huda.
Anyone else is welcomed to come.

(Sadly, Wanqin can’t make it. Hue is at his motherland and Huda has school)

So people, when are we going out? Let me know asap.

LET’S PARTAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY BITCHES!

Photographer: Satish

Photographer: Satish

Anyways, both today and yesterday I went back to school with Nelly, Haziyah, Vikknesh, Susan (only today) and Dixon (only today). I went back yesterday to do my Chemistry Report on how to prepare aspirin and stuff. Then today, I had to do this Cell Biology project. Basically, we had to make a 3 dimensional model of these proteins and polar head thingamajigs. It was fun. Pictures were uploaded on my Facebook. Go check them out (:

On to a more emotional note. I feel stupid. I like you. You give me the yips. But when I go online, and you’re online, you don’t talk to me. Then I get all sad. Then you do something like text me, then I get happy. Then I start thinking that maybe you actually do want to talk to me. Then the whole pretending I don’t exist thing happens again and I get all sad. You toy with my emotions. Why do I still like you?

Monkey Boy & Bag Lady

“Don’t you hate that? Uncomfortable silence. Why do we feel it’s necessary to talk about bull in order to feel comfortable? That’s when you know you’ve found somebody really special. When you can just shut the hell up for a minute and comfortably share a silence.”
– Pulp Fiction.

MAFARKIN DARE.

Posted in Education, Friends by Satish Vijay on June 16, 2009

Went to JE library to do that stupid RWP project thingamajig. I came late. Ahhh whatever. We sort of finished. We just have to finalize a couple more things. So guess who we saw roaming around the library? SUSAN : ) Okay, so she wasn’t roaming around. She was trying to find a place to sit so she could study. We ate lunch after. Okay, here comes the shocking part. I ATE AN INTESTINE TODAY! Haha. It was a dare. They told me that if I didn’t, I wasn’t a man. Haha. I wanted to prove that I was a man. I ate pork intestine. IT TASTES LIKE SOMEONE FUCKING FARTED IN MY MOUTH! It was all squishy. SQUISHY, GOD DAMN IT. Fuck, I felt like throwing up there and then, but I didn’t.

I only agreed to do it for two reasons.

  1. To show them that I was a man.
  2. Susan said if I ate it, she would eat pork liver, which she really really really really really hates.

So it was a win-win thing afterall. Urgh, the taste was just mafarkin disgusting. There are only three types of pork I don’t mind eating. BBQ, roasted or charsiew. Other than that, pork=fucking crap. Oh well, at least it proves I got some balls.

P.S. Jon and YJ are trying to get me to eat duck. NEVER! I don’t care what they say. They can call me gay, they can call me stupid, they can call me a loser, but I ain’t eating no Daffy.

Oh, For The Love Of…. W

Posted in Friends, Random Thoughts by Satish Vijay on June 16, 2009

Hide & Seek
“So here’s to us. The kids that never give up. The kids that, through all the heartbreak and sadness, never lose their smile. the kids that keep looking forward, excited about what’s coming, even when we don’t know what it is. Here’s to the kids that can never be brought down.”

Dedicated to W. THE one and only gossip queen : )

YIPS!

Posted in Random Thoughts by Satish Vijay on June 15, 2009

Writing On Pavement

You give me the yips.
The fucking yips.
You’re beautifully awkward. Your hair eats practically eats your face. You look like a dork but you don’t act like one. You’re sporty. You’re artistic. You’re nice. Your voice is soothing.
But I get the yips when I’m around you. I start to choke up and I say/do stupid things.
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Since I can’t directly express my feelings to you, the only other way I know how to would be through the form of writing, but I didn’t know where to start, or what to write or how to write an expression of how I feel. Aqilah told me to just write what I feel. I feel so many things. Too many things actually.

So I wrote. I wrote my fucking heart out. I wrote a bunch of things. They all seemed suicidal. Everything I wrote seemed to emanate the fact that I love you, but I don’t love you. I just really really really like you.

Ahhhhh….. fuck it.

Your existence gives me hope
It makes me believe
Believe that I am okay
Okay for you

Am I okay for you?
I need to be okay.
Let me be okay.
Help me be okay.

Your existence means the world to me.
It gives me a reason to live.
To live my life, knowing that you’ll be there.
There for me when I’m down.
There for me when I’ve lost all hope.
There to reassure me that I’m okay.
Okay for you.

Am I okay for you?
I need to be okay.
Let me be okay.
Help me be okay.

Now tell me
Tell me if I’m okay for you.
Tell me what I can do.
Tell me.
Tell me.
Tell me.
I need to know.

Mindjolt.

Posted in Random Thoughts by Satish Vijay on June 14, 2009

I hate this town.

I hate waking up in the morning to find out I have to go another day in this town.
I wish I can dream away, to a place where everything was perfect.
Maybe a place by the beach.
Maybe deep down in the ocean.
Maybe in space.
Or even maybe a make-belief world with magic.
But I’m stuck in this shithole of a town.

It gets harder to breath.

I want to run away.

I swear I got carpal tunnel from playing too much BOUNCING BALLS on Facebook.

Zzzonked.

Posted in Random Thoughts by Satish Vijay on June 14, 2009

Okay, so I like pink. Fuck off.