It's Funny

Its funny, i used to diss the people that were on fb at ic0, saying it was a waste of time and computer space.
Now im one of them. Fml.

Yes.

Yes
Yesiree
Hell yes
Yep
Yea
Okay
I do
Will do
Sure
Alright
Fine
Totally
Aye aye captain
Absolutely
Undoubtedly
My thoughts exactly
Mhmm
Lets do it
What are we waiting for
Im in
Count me in
Sweet
Great
I was born for it
Why not
No...problem
Definitely
Alrityho!
Solid
Done
KK
Sounds good
Of course
Love to
Positive
Affirmative
Don't see any reasons not to
I thought you'd never ask!
How could i possibly say no?
No...JUST JOKING! Yes.
Always

When We Do Finally Meet

When we do finally meet, and i know we will,
I want to be enchanted the moment i see you.
I want to be wonder-struck, and sent blushing all the way home.
I want to be able to write a song for you, and watch your smile unfold.
I want to be tossing rocks at your window, even when its cold.
I want to be walking with you in my worn out jeans, and laughing with you at our favourite spot.
I want to be dancing with you in a storm in the middle of the parking lot.
I want to be able to turn on the radio, and know that nothing will be as good as our song.
I want to be able to think of 50 reasons why by my side is where you belong.
I want to be able to sneak out with you late at night, and talk real slow when we're on the phone.
I want to be your Romeo, and save you from the feeling of being all alone.
I want to be on a white horse, as if it were a fairy tale, and sweep you off your feet.
I want to be able to look at you, and have my heart skip a beat.
I want to be able to say i had the time of my life fighting dragons with you.
I want to be the one to know your story, the one that you'll never eschew.
I want to be able to stare into your eyes, and know you are the best thing that'll ever be mine.
And if someone were to ask me if i love you,
I want to be able to lie.

TGFF (Thank God For Friday)

To many people, Friday by Rebecca Black is a distasteful, idiotic joke of a music video that no one in their right mind could possibly have made with a straight face. Yet upon deeper analysis, it is evident that Friday is an ingeniously crafted educational video that teaches us lessons on life.

The song starts off with “7am, waking up in the morning”, reiterating that 7am is when we should wake up, not go to sleep after a night of partying.  This is soon followed by “Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal”, reminding us that cereal is high in carbohydrates and fibre, which is good for our digestive tract. But to have this cereal, we must remember to use a bowl, because no one should eat cereal with milk off the kitchen table. Thank you Rebecca.

While getting “down to the bus stop”, her friends pull up in a car. Instead of catching the bus, Rebecca opts for a seat in her friend’s car. This is to show that in America, while it is perfectly okay for 13 year olds to drive to school in a convertible, we must at least pretend to be environmentally friendly and politically correct by letting everyone see that we are waiting at the bus stop. Thank you Rebecca.

The verse “Gotta make my mind up. Which seat can I take?” blatantly highlights the tough decisions we have to make in life at every junction in the road. The front seat and back seat here are metaphors for the different ways we choose to live our life. While some of us enjoy kickin’ it up in the frontlines of life, others prefer to sit back and take a safer and more conservative approach. For people that are too afraid of the ‘front seat’ of life, but are reluctant to just sit safely in the ‘back seat’ with their safety belts on, there is always a third option –standing on the back seat as we journey down the road of life. Thank you Rebecca.

The repeated iteration of the word “Friday” strongly resonate the idea that Jesus, who sacrificed himself to save humankind, was put to the cross on a Friday. Therefore to commemorate his brave sacrifice, we must joyously celebrate over each weekend by “Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah) Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)” and having four times the fun. Furthermore, we must continue to think about fun after the weekend is over. Thank you Rebecca.

Rebecca then proceeds to address a controversial issue that has been the topic of debate of world leaders for centuries – the exact order of the days of the week. While unable to shed any light on the first three days of the week, Rebecca quickly and surely points out that the day before Friday is Thursday, while the day after Friday is Saturday, and Sunday comes afterwards. Thank you Rebecca.

The rap verse that followed clearly connotes the notion that by incorporating techniques such as the use of “yeah yeah”, “woo” and “cmon cmon y’all”, and the use of a black person, any combination of words can be made to sound like a coherent rap verse. Thank you stereotypical black man.

Rebecca’s autotuned monotone throughout the song is a clever analogy for the monotonous lifestyle that plagues American children today, brought about by the advent of technology. Meanwhile the incomprehensible lyrics of the song reflects the communication failure between modern teenagers and the adult generation. Thank you Rebecca.

Not only does Rebecca Black deliver a stunning, mesmerizing song that’ll leave you speechless and coming back for more, at the same time she manages to offer an insightful look into contemporary issues and imparts wisdom to us all. On behalf of every single self-respecting citizen of society, I’d like to say, from the bottom of my heart, thank you Rebecca.

Oh btw...MY HAND IS A DOLPHIN!!!

Friends

Its funny, if you take out the r in Friends, it becomes Fiends. I always thought that between two friends, there is always mutual respect. Respect has to be earned on the battlefield, or on the basketball court, but between two friends, if you treat them with respect, it will be reciprocated. So what THE fuck do you mean i have to earn his respect to actually talk to him? Correct me if im wrong, but after hanging out all the time with someone for over a year, being there for them, doing everything a good fucking friend does, i think ive EARNED the title friend. Deserving the respect of a friend when you have not let them down is not a privilege, its a fucking right. If you think that the definition of being a good friend is to be treated like a joke, then frankly i dont know how the fuck to be your friend.

Bobby out.

Blog

Guys don’t keep diaries; it’s called a journal when we do it. Or that was the case until the recent rise in popularity of blogs. 

The advent of the Information Age has meant globalisation, connectivity, and frankly, the loss of privacy. I mean, can we truly say we know someone until we’ve stalked them on Facebook? No longer are our lives solely our own. Everything we do can be instantly shared with the outside world, each and everyone one of us the star of our very own Truman Show. Journals (or diaries for you ladies out there), were once a means of self-reflection and a haven for our most private thoughts and feelings. But then again, they were almost always coincidentally placed in hiding places that *our un-prying moms and siblings could conveniently chance upon. Like under your mattress.

*note the use of “our” here is a literature technique to make the audience feel included, and does not actually refer to the author himself.

So for what reasons do we blog? Is it a way for us to keep track of our busy lives? Is it a desperate cry for attention? Perhaps a dire plea for help? Or is it a means of developing free-style writing skills in preparation for our Master’s thesis? Mine is the latter, in case you were wondering. Like, honestly.

Is it arrogant to think that what you have to say about your life is worth the time of other people? Is it pretentious to try and make sentimental remarks on a contemporary issue, or use big words and write in a style that has pretensions of grandeur and thoughtfulness? Honestly, why do people blog?

I feel like im trying to do too many things at once here. Every blog has a consistent theme or style. I guess im still trying to figure out mine.

Conforming

Since ive already joined fb, might as well go all the way and make a blog too. I mean what the heck, the worlds gonna end in 2012 anyway right?

Ive never really fancied myself as a writer, but of the sporadic pieces ive written here and there over the years, i have to say, im quite proud of them. Reading peoples blogs, whether funny, sentimental or inspirational, has really made me want to share my thoughts with the world. That's pretty much what this is, a means for me to share my thoughts and feelings with people other than me, myself and I. I can't guarantee it'll be as hilarious as Amy's, or as artistic as Simon's, but here's my two cents worth =]