Don't shoot me

I wanted to make a better skin. trust me, but something in me was prompting me to create such a clown skin. weird colors that spell dissonance (okay, perhaps wrong word). I just wanted a change. And disasters can happen when people just happen to want to somewhat induce change. Constancy does has it's pro and cons huh. But still I am pretty convinced that my Benzene Ring skin was rather like one of the more creative skins I ever used.

Anyway. It's very late (03000 hrs in the morning) but I am wide awake and red alert because I woke up at 1300 hrs this morning. *claps*, very wonderful. I may just do so tomorrow again. So I guess I finally updated the links. Note that I removed like a huge chunk of links and replaced with some new names. Sad to say I see no point in keeping links of people whom I will never see in my life again. Most of them are stagnant blogs anyway. People come and go, a happy reality.

Took a trip down blogskins.com and realized there are countless skilled "html artistes" out there. In fact, all of these are amateur. I was self-taught, like most people, but I never ever got out of my comfort zone. Using the same format, and nowadays even lazy to troubleshoot the simplest of problems, I ain't very good to begin with and I am now rusty. I know the basics of coding, and to think I read up on programming in C during my lower secondary days. I ain't very competent and I probably don't know anything now. (not that I went far). I feel quite ashamed of myself. But still, there is this palpable nauseating feeling crawling up my spine whenever I think of using a skin created by someone else.

A free and easy life now. Well, condemned by what I refer to the "mature wannabes". People who are highly convinced that one should find work amidst these halcyon days. What is indeed so great about working for that measly sum of money I have no use for. For experience? Slacking at home is a perfect experience as well. In fact, I can even learn more at home. What job would I get? Perhaps relief teaching, perhaps work in some office job doing all the misc stuff people can't be bothered doing. Why does it seem trendy, fashionable to go find a job at this point of time. I have nothing against girls finding job after A'levels because they have a long wait, and a indeed a long one till they get into the university. But for guys we only have a couple of weeks in our hands at most, there is certainly a lot of superficialness in that "hey go get a job". What is wrong with slacking anyway. Why is it that everyone gives me that frown when I tell them I'm just slacking at home. In fact, I ain't slacking. I am practicing the piano at least two hours on a bad day, so cut me some slack. it's something most people don't even do in their childhood "torture". There isn't experience in working (maybe there is a little), there isn't really any fun. it's just about satisfying that image, how society and people makes one feel compelled to join the work force just so they want to avoid slacking. Either that, or they themselves detest slacking. It's not about cuddling in bed 24/7 here, but it's about doing things you enjoy, just at home. It may be productive, it may be not. But personally I find playing online games, (word challenge in facebook anyone), more intellectually satisfying that getting hands on and moving prematurely into the work force. So many have fallen into this trap, and I feel sorry for everyone else who has gotten into that hype. Losers say if you don't join the loser club you will be a loser. How sad. Another noble tragedy.

What a rant. My brother spent his whole night (3 hours) playing GeoChallenge. I suck absolutely at it. I don't even think I stand a remote chance of being good at it. It's all putting in the effort to absorb everything into your memory, then you try to nail every single point you see and viola, you get your high score. Lifeless, but yes, like I said. It's beneficial. At least probably better than doing misc chores in an office.

Chinese New Year is around the corner. Besides the goodies, everything else is detestable. Superficial greetings, shallow people, all swarm into my house. Engage in whatever chit chatting or "catching up". Do you even consider people you catch up with once a year, friends. Let alone relatives. Relatives are people, whom, if they were not somewhat related to you in a cheesy way, you wouldn't be even bothered to know them. Maybe I will never understand until I become a grandfather myself. But certainly I don't like leaving my house when it is filled with strangers, ignorant, stupid kids who are tyrants in all manners. Now that I don't really benefit from the school holidays, there is just one less incentive and maybe I should just store all the food in my room and hide there all day long.