Attention, attention!

Hello there.

Hi guys. Did you miss me? I guess not. Weellllzzz, I'm back, likeee.... Finally after 2 or 3 weeks? I don't know. Exams are finally over (WWOOOO!!! Late celebration, but still.) And yea, guess where I've been?

No I'm not in the picture.

That's righhhhttt, it's mother-freaking Sydney. (Love the blackberry's camera btw.) So yeaaappp, I have a lot of photos of it actually, but I'm too lazy to upload them. So yea. Nothing really special there I guess, except the animals, and the weather and the tourist attractions and the hot white-people. (That's pretty much everything eh?) Butttt, yea I really really like the weather there. It's like Spring now or something.

So, although it's been quite some time since I've had long flippy/silky hair, people have been asking me, "Why do you like having your long hair?" Questions like these were asked so many times, if I had to count them, I'd rather eat my own dung. Then again, a few of the replies I'd give are, "Becaz it's freaking cool!" or "because I'll look like friggin' rockstar!". Or maybe the most common one, "Because the chicks dig it."

Come on guys, I know I probably look hideous/broke-back with it, I mean, I can tell. (But I still like it.)

Ewwww, Gay Fag is Gay.

Imma lay it all out today. It's all about attention-seeking and being different.

Before I make myself sound like some kind of desperado, or some act cool wannabe h0m1ez from da h00dz, what I'm trying to say is. I was just trying to find some kind of identity. Because I want to be recognized. Because I HATE being a nobody.

Oh, you can go ahead and start flaming, "Oh jiawei, you're such a disappointment. Why are you living your life for others?.." Well, the truth stings. Let's face it, everyone NEEDS attention. It's just the amount of attention you want, and the people whom you want it from.

Well, I guess I'm just one of the unfortunate ones who need/want more attention. After all, that's all part of growing up. It's just how we want to define ourselves. That's why everybody wants to be different. That's why, I'd rather go out and have people laugh behind my back, "Omg, look that long hair dude's a freaking weirdo".

But the one thing I've missed out is that, being different is not that different? In the end, we're still constantly looking for people who are "different" to mimic. Just to declare ourselves as unique individuals.

I don't really know what point I'm trying to make. I'm just saying that, I just want my own identity. I guess that's what most people spend their lives trying to do. I get a lot of "just be yourself" or "live your own life"-s. In fact, I do give people such advice. But, I guess it's not even easy to "be yourself". I don't even know how to be myself, especially since we've been influenced by so many things already.

Y'know what I'm sayin'? No? It's kay, I don't expect anyone to. Okayyy, I'm gonna count sheeps. See you guys soon. Peaceeee.

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This Isn't the End.

Hello there.

Sorry to disappoint the haters, but, I'm not dead yet. Sooooo, I haven't been posting stuff for quite some time. It's caz, THE EXAMS ARE HERE AGAIN. So it's gonna be a busy ass period ( :( Sorry). Soooo, I just wanted to say, I'm gonna try to blog if I find the time to! And after this whoolllleee exams thing. There's gonna be a lot more time.

Here's a song for you guys. It's "This Isn't the End" by A Skylit Drive. They're one of my favourite bands since like, 2-3 years back. Or something. The link's already up theerrreee. So go check it out if you like rock/alternative stuff. :) It's like one of their older songs, but, it applies to most of us, since I'm sure many of us have contemplated suicide for certain reasons. (No, not because I look gay.)

And so. It's not the friggin' end yet man.

"Starting off to face the day
Seconds away from a life with endless...
Torment my mind with the thoughts of a beginning
To show you just what I feel
To decipher what is real

There's just so much to be said
So much is running through my head
In a time staggered on the end
Maybe now can we pretend?

For a second I felt so brave
Flowing through fault lines
Wearing on my mind
Weathering
Pulsating
Technicalities set you off the stage and when you see me now and then
There will be no exchange of hands
Scratch the plans

There's just so much to be said
So much is running through my head
In a time staggered on the end
Maybe now can we pretend?

This isn't the end"

So that's it for now. Since most of us are pretty STRESSED out. Yeaaappooz. OH. Hold on, my sis has a newwww blogggg. I guess she wants to pen down some really deep thoughts. Which is the exact opposite of what I do. No she's not emo. I've probably added the link somewhere at the sidebar already. SISTER'S BLOG. And her Formspring too. See you guys soonz.

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We Have the Dreamers Disease.

Hello there.

Heyyyy guys,

Hi Morgan, I hope I got your name righttt. I'm not sure if you want to be mentioned, but ah well, you're up anyway! Haha, firstly, I'd like to thank you for asking me questions in my formspring. I think I've pretty much answered all of them eh?

And yea, I think all of us are pretty familiar with how life works by now. No shit, I have loaddddss to complain about. There's so much I want to do, but I don't know, somehow I'll just find myself holding back for certain reasons. (Sometimes I'm just lazy, but yea.. Don't judge me again.) I guess, it's just teen angst? 10 years from now, we'll probably laugh at all the thoughts and ideas we had. (Or maybe not) Maybe, we'll even find the stuff we got upset about, retarded? Don't get me wrong... I was just sayin' . But I guess for now, it's okay to be sad/happy/angry/excited or whatever. After all, that is what is gonna make us who we are in the future.

And no doubt,

If anything was fair, we wouldn't exist. Just sayin'. So yea, you're not alone. Oh oh oh okay, this is an awesome time to share a video with all of you guyyysss! You guys should watch the whollleee thing because what the guy is doing is so cool! He's leaving a message for his future self. So yea, just thought it may, y'know, inspire you guys to start thinking about what you all really want for yourself. I have a message for my future self too! But I don't think I'll share it with you guys..... HAhahah. Maybe next time kay?

So yea, found this quite some time back, but haven't got the chance to show it to you guys. Click herreeee >>>>> HERE (p.s. I really really love his accent)

So yea, I'm having a blog-block now (cool eh? I just thought of the term, it's like a mental-block, but yea, I can't remember what I really wanted to blog about). And that's about itttt.

Sooooooo peace out people, and take care Morgan. Anddddd, All the best to the guys who are having their exams in 2 weeks. (That includes me)

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You Can Never Get Too Low, When You're So Damn High.

Hello there.

"Whhhattt? Another post, Jiawei?" (And it's gonna be a loooonnnnggg one)

Yeaaaappp. It's the freaking holidays dammit. WOoohooo. Alright guys, you know I'm gonna be talking about today. "Confessions". Yea daaaaaamn right.

Remember the first time you've ever confessed to someone you liked? I'm sure you do, since most of us end up feeling embarrassed anyway. Oh, don't deny it, I'm pretty sure it probably went like this:

You: "Hey, I just wanted to tell you something."
Girl/Boy: "Really? Is it something funny? HAHAHA."
You: "No, it has something to do with the both of us..."

*Awkward silence....*


You: "I just wanted to tell you, ever since the first time I talked to you. I knew that we were meant to be. I really really like you."
Girl/Boy: *Awkward silence....*
You: "Soooo, what do you think?"
Girl/Boy: "Errmmmm. Think about?"
You (Feeling freaking nervous): "I.. I don't. know. Think of us being together??"
Girl/Boy (Awkward face): "Ohhhh... That.."

*Awkward silence.....*

Girl/Boy: "Ermm. I like you too. But only as a friend? BFF?"
You: "Ohhhh wha- Hahaha yea I knew that.. (yea right...) I was just askin'. Wasn't expecting you to like me anyway. It's okay, I'm alright. (: "

When in fact, You:

"FUUUUUUU-"

Hahahah! I know this happens to a lot of people. (Including you) Well if you haven't experienced it, you must be one lucky ass. But it's okaayyyy, just know that if it happens to you, it'll probably happen to another person somewhere else in the world. You're not alone. I feel you.

Kaayyy, just to make sure you guys don't get the wrong idea. It's good to confess. So at least, you get a shot at being with him/her. If you keep mum, you have ZERO chance. ZZERRROOOO. Oh btw, I don't do confessions like this. Hahah I'm like a very boring person. So yea.

So before I "peace-out", I have something to say! I'm not sure if it's a good idea. But yea. I'm thinking of starting some kind of blogging community. So basically it's like a few people blogging on the same topic, for others to read. And it's gonna be kinda like an "all-perspective" thing. HAHA Just sayin' (I know it's lameee, don't judge me ): .. )

Soo yeaaa, if any you of you guys wanna join in this community. TELL ME KAY. I'm gonna start asking my friends soon. Lemme give you a quick status update, the number of members in this community: 1. (Me....)


I don't wanna be sad k. So join in!!!!

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What's Left of Me.

Hello there.

I guess I've always known that there's a Devil inside us.

Sin corrupts us. Nonetheless, Simplicity remains intrinsic to us.

It'll be good if we all learn to remain Simple. After all, what's a better way to lead our lives.

It disgusts me to find out we all fall prey to Sin. It disgusts me to find out that we can't do anything about it. Or maybe we can, we just haven't found a way to.

You know damn right, deep down inside you, there's bound to be Sin.

I just pray that our Simplicity will override our Sin.

I just want you guys to know that I'm fairly disappointed too. In myself.

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Lights! Camera! Action!

Hello there.

FUUUUU- Some Singaporeans are just freaking retarded. I don't really understand why but, wtf. Is there even a need to jump a queue just to top up your ezlink card?

Well, it was during the rush hour. I was at jurong east. And I was in the queue like every other normal person was. This weird woman rushed up behind me, and conveniently slipped past right in front of me. Like woah. Heyyyy, why not just make the extra effort to cut the other 10 people ahead of you, bitch.

I wanted to take a picture of her to share my "joy" with you guys.


Nah, I kid. That's not her. But still, it wouldn't have varied much.

But I realized, I had to be a gentleman and obviously, not stoop to her level. I didn't even bother arguing with her, or telling her to get back in the line. Because she must have an important reason for doing so right? I mean saving 8 - 10 secs of her time must be really helpful. After all, she took the same train as me too. (Bitch.)

So much for the Singaporean spirit. The best freaking way to celebrate the upcoming National Day. Tell me why I'm still so patriotic?

Count on me Singapore~

Way to go guys. I'm sure the foreign youth olympians will loveeee us. Okkkaayyzz. That's all for the rant. Hahaha.

So a lot of you guys have been asking me to upload new pics of myself and shit.


Wooohoo~ I know it's an ugly pose and an ugly smile. But yea! This was taken during the HYPE Magazine's flea market. And apparently the person thought I dressed well, and took a picture. It's some kind of competition. So if I win it, I'll get some free 1 year St. James Powerhouse membership. It's not like I club right, but still. I will if I win it! Hahahah.

Apparently they changed the rules or something, so it'll be the judges choosing the winner. Yea. No more public/friend votes. Sooo yeap. Go check out the HYPE magazine's fb page. And like it or something, support my friends kay? (Clarissa and Fifi to be exact)

Peace out guys.! (Don't be kiasu like that weird woman in Jurong k?)

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Would It Be the Same?

Hello there.

So someone told me, "it is what's inside that counts, but reality is that if someone isn't good looking, there'll hardly be anyone willing to take a look at what's inside."

No shit, baby. So, I was just taking a stroll back from West Coast Park tonight. There were no stars to accompany me. All I had was my feet to carry me back home, and "Estranged" by Guns N' Roses to calm me down. (Awesome song guys, you should listen to it)

And yea, somehow I was just thinking about that statement the whole way. In fact, I was even thinking of it in the afternoon.

Don't you think it's kinda true? That everything becomes very superficial, especially when you're good looking. It's exactly like those bimbo chic-flicks kinda thing. Everyone stabs your freaking ass when you turn your back on them. And how everything seems to be all nice and stuff. You may be a f**king prick, but people will still treat you nicely and tell you that, "It's okay. I think you're fine the way you are."

This will of course, mislead you into thinking that, "damn right bitch, I'm like THE angel sent from heaven." But obviously, you're nothing but a pile of shit to others, BUT THEY JUST DON'T SHOW IT.

Even when you're the most boring person alive. Even when all you know is nothing but being lazy and stoning. Even if you're the weirdest dipshit. It doesn't matter, because you're good looking.

Let's put it this way, someone else told me, "fat/ugly people are nice. Because they have nothing else to rely on but their personality." You may think it's mean, but no shit. It's true. And it isn't such a bad thing!

So the "fat/ugly people" may ask, "Why so?" Why?? It's because you don't have to constantly be on your toes to see if people are genuinely treating you the way you deserve to be treated. You have real friends because you are nice. People don't have to be afraid to tell you stuff.

The good looking people are the freaking losers on the losing end. Why?? Because they're clouded by their own self-indulgence. By their mindless/brainwashed perception of themselves. They can't differentiate what's good/ bad for them. They don't know what's real and what's not?
Just like the freaking overrated movie called, "Inception". And also like alllll the other chic-flicks with their bimbos.

So "fat/ugly people", don't think of yourself as fat and ugly. Think of yourself as the luckier ones being born. After all, good looks fade over time. And you're the people who'll pick up the "good looking losers" after they so pathetically crumble.

So that's all for today's rant guys. I'm not trying to be narcissistic/egoistic in this post. Even though I don't think I'm good-looking. Apparently, some people think I am. And guess what? I've already shown you guys that being good-looking isn't the best thing ever? So guys, try to know more people, not just the good-looking ones.. And by knowing, I mean understanding. And not trying to get in their pants.


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