I now have a splitting headache at the expense of 2 minutes improvement, which is really quite a good trade for a person like me.

Hot weather makes travelling home difficult and just worsens the migraine.

I'm going to sleep now, in my nice air-conditioned room.

The Earth can wait a few hours, can't it?

EF(Emo-ness factor): 0.000000001.

Kai posted at 4.27 p.m, 29-4-09

Throughout the night, the moonlight silver on my wrinkled form.

The silence permeating through the atmosphere.

Slowing the process of evaporation.

And in the morning, the dew forms on me, but slowly disappears as the radiance of the sun extends its reach and shines upon me.

And now I can see with new eyes.

Emo-ness factor: 5.5/10

Like my new scale? It can actually tell you how emo something is!

My second is economics.

My third is proving that whilst my style of writing is circular in logic and commits numerous fallacies of reasoning (not to mention grammatical and spelling mistakes!), it is by no means emo.

My fourth is to kill myself if it is continued to be labelled as emo.

See the irony in the joke I just made? :DDDDDDDDDDDDD

And falling behind.

I can't believe I am actually falling behind.

But I guess it can't really be behind if no one else is in front of me.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Kai posted at 6.33 p.m, 21-4-09

Today was a devestatingly horrific day. I started out by going with my family to a nearby prata dining area. And although the food was good, I started to become paranoid about the weight I would gain, and how much hard work, blood, sweat, tears and other bodily fluids I would have to put into the effort to get rid of this excess that makes me look ugly and disgusting in the eyes of my overzealously superficial friends. The same thing happened for lunch and dinner, making my innards filled with the monotonously palatable meals.

But probably the worst part of my day was that the whole of it was spent on the computer, the master to which I am its pitiful and pathetic slave. I am addicted to its distracting lights and sounds and the vast loneliness of the internet. This revelation made me realise how lifeless and boring I am, compared to my peers who actually have plans, be they shallow. I am so lonely, but nobody seems to understand my plight, and all those dastardly fools close one eye at my suffering. I think, I need to feel more alive. I need a way to feel like I have a purpose, because with no purpose, I am just lying about my existence. This dark, hollow person you call Lin Kaiyang needs to be thrown out and replaced. And the only way is to drain my blood from this frail vessel called a body. I need a knife. I need to feel hurt, I don't want to be numb. And all you people out there, don't even think about labelling me emo, if you were in my position, you'd do the same. You don't understand, nobody understands me. Nobody, not even myself. You all need to die, and I'll do that by starting with myself.......

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Now that, that is so fucking emo I can feel the self-hatred and idiotic randomness oozing out from every line. That is emo. :D

Ok, here goes.

Wow man!!!!! how is writing deep, hard to understand stuff emo?!!!??

like whatever lah. so anw today was like, super duper sianz. kept falling asleep during e econs tut and lecture, coz its so bloody boring! HAHA. then got GP, everyone else like sleep liao and I the only one awake, listening to mr dickson talk about AQ. not very diff i think, can do one la.

then in physics the toad talk about projectile motion, but boring la so i make my own catapult and discover projectile motion with nick tong and seng chiy.

then chem spa, super duper boring and super duper hot, coz of the bunsen burner, must sit there and burn for 5 mins. like wth waste time la.

then at first wanted to go for some it talk, but then i realized that its also a greater waste of time, so i took bus back with nicky and we talked about a lot of stuff, and i told him some personal (:O) stuff too, but its not very personal anymore so nvm la, can go ask him if you want!

then now i am here typing like this, feel so ah lian even though i am a guy. shit la this feels dam weird, i feel like kat! LOL.

Glad that's over and done with. Oh my god was it tough to not use my brain at all.

Just for you, Kristel! :D

Kai posted at 8.05 p.m, 17-4-09

Be your world tonight and

I can see the world
See it in your eyes

We can be

They can be

You can be too

As long as there's eternity

As long as there is you

I'm not giving up

Go straight for the goal

Aim right for the end

Till then

If I don't collapse

Then I'm still trying

After a tiring but interesting week in the air-conditioned auditorium for the Faith Centre of Performing Arts.

I wish to know that I am not falling back on work, on knowledge that should have been picked up and stored in my sponge of a brain in the past week.

And that I don't get too caught up in being left behind, or that won't get me anywhere, except a little sorry and a whole lot of trouble.

And not just the good trouble either.

Kai psoted at 10.37p.m, 12-4-09

And here I am, at 1 a.m, still mulling over the best words for this entry.

I should be asleep, not wanting to make fatigue my enemy for tomorrow's performance.

But here I am. And I'm hungry too.

But I'll be fine.

I've caught up on my work, pretty much, yea.

So the CA's next week should be manageable.

Not a breeze, but not a torrential typhoon either.

Till then, I am not a blue-furred embodiement of joy, love and happiness. That's Channel 8's business.

Kai posted at 1.10a.m, 10-4-09

Tomorrow is theatre week. What this means is that I will be starting school at usual times, but ending at 11 everyday. Thank God (REALLY) that this week has Good Friday in it too. 

I have no real complaints, though. I'm used to this kind of lifestyle thanks to my godforsaken scouts in SJI. But what I really wish for ACSian Theatre to do is to give me the correct information, so that we don't piss each other off in some senseless crossfire. I haven't even seen the play yet, and I am supposed to know which scene each prop comes in, exactly when and for whom. And I haven't even seen the play yet.

Kai posted at 9.43p.m, 5-4-09

According to my secondary and primary school teachers, I have an adorable charm about me.

So what's up with this magnetism, and why is it not helping me at all whatsoever?

Kai posted at 10.59p.m, 1-4-09

After 10 rounds, 158 score.

But problem is, after 12 rounds of play, she got 243 points.

Damn scrabble. I think I could've actually gotten a prize if it were played league style, rather than elimination.

Sigh.

So much for putting this in my SGC, like my form tutor suggested, if I won.

Kai posted at 10.48p.m, 1-4-09