Monday, September 24, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
Manners, Your Manners
Hey guys, hamsterG here! It's my first post here and I hope you guys like it. Thank you Pui for letting me collaborate with you and yes, we have exciting stuff coming up at the end of the year. ^^
Here's some milk and cookies for you and please enjoy. =)
Train
manners. It’s not something that is really said out loud or something you need
to be told. It’s kind of like a mutual agreement with the rest of the
passengers when you hop on a train. I mean there are the rules of no swearing,
no alcohol, no feet on seats, having a valid ticket etc but I mean something
more extreme like showering on the train (well maybe not that extreme xD). However,
recently I’ve seen things and it makes me wonder why people do this. It’s like
they don’t notice the other people on the train and they think they’re at home.
This is just some of the stuff I’ve seen and hopefully you won’t be in any of
the situations I have been in.
So first
off, I don’t understand why women/girls do their makeup on the train. I
personally don’t wear any so maybe I don’t know how long it actually takes them
in the morning. I understand if they need to reapply lipstick, lip gloss, lip
balm, lip-whatever but I mean those powdery stuff (don’t know the term
><) or eyeliner or mascara or whatever makeup products are out there. If
the train ride happens to be a bit bumpy, I sure the only thing they won’t be
mascar-ing are their eyelashes. If you need the time to put on makeup, then
please, set your alarm clock 10 minutes earlier.
Rubbish…kinda
speaks for itself doesn’t it. Why can’t people throw their rubbish away when
they get off the train? It isn’t a food court where there are people who are
there constantly to clean up for you. People leave them on seats which lead to
people putting them on the floor which leads to drinks being spilled which
leads to sticky floors and the train smelling like…crap (couldn’t think of
another word =\).
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They say the more, the merrier =) |
I think this
one is a one off thing and I’ve only saw it once and I hope to never see again.
This actually happened while I was in Hong Kong and the train was pretty full
but not packed. There was this lady who decided that clipping your nails is ok
on the train. For me, that is pretty disgusting and to see her finger nails fly
off in different directions, it’s like seeing someone flick their boogers at
you. I guess she was just showing some love by sharing…
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Because letting Paul roll off like that is the right thing to do. Well done George, well done... |
Lastly, I
believe in personal space when it comes to sitting next to strangers on the
train. There isn’t a need for you to shove the front page of the mX in my face
every time you turn the page unless it’s the overheard section, I’ll make an
exception for that. Also, to the girl who put her feet up next to the seat I
was sitting on to put her socks on, I might as well have given you a feet
massage because it took you have the train ride to do so.
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Now where can I get this cat?? |
Until next
time,
HamsterG
Pictures credit to rightful
owners
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Sunday, September 2, 2012
ATTENTION~!
Hey guys,
I know I'm a little late for an update and unfortunately this is NOT the update. Just dropping a note here to introduce you to hamsterG who is gonna help me out!
Exciting are things are installed for the end of the year ^^
-Pui.x
I know I'm a little late for an update and unfortunately this is NOT the update. Just dropping a note here to introduce you to hamsterG who is gonna help me out!
Exciting are things are installed for the end of the year ^^
-Pui.x
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Rainbows and Unicorns
There all comes a time in our lives where something big hits us and we just lie there on the floor. Sometimes it's a baseball, sometimes it's an avalanche, and sometimes yet, it's not even physical.
You see, depression doesn't waltz around with a tag that says "I'm going to make you miserable!". No, it lures you into a comfortable false sense of security with the sweet taste of procrastination. There's nothing miserable with avoiding what you need to do and replacing it with games, internet or shopping. Then, this evil reincarnate throws low ball at you. "Shit," you begin to think. "What the fuck am I doing with my life? I'm just wasting away." But that's OK, you'll continue down this spiral. Slowly but surely, it creeps up on you like a massive blanket and swallows you. At first, you feel invincible, nothing can hurt you, just like Tobey Maguire from Spiderman 3.
Unfortunately, that doesn't last. You soon realize that if you continue down this path, you'll be a hobo. That furthers your depression and you begin to combat it.
Then you realize that even the one who claimed that he'll always be spiderman couldn't fight against it and eventually got replaced. Finally aware of your impeding doom you have no choice but to continue to procrastinate. Everything around you begins to be seemingly against you. At first, these accusations are some what excusable...
...but then they start to become ridiculous...
...and downright stupid.
It is only when you start seeing how ridiculous you sound that you try to pick yourself off the floor and force yourself to watch hippies in a feeble attempt to make yourself feel better. It doesn't work. It'll only make you want to shoot yourself.
Thankfully though, you'll eventually get the wind knocked out of you long enough by depression for your system to reboot. When that happens, you can laugh at its face. Why? Because screw you depression that's why. Unlike Tobey Maguire, I don't do those weird self dancing portrayals in the rain.
-Pui.x
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Large snowballs are scarey, really. |
Depression
Whether you like it or not, there are times in your life where you'd be tempted by the sweet scent of depression. That's right! Anyone would be smart enough to avoid dangerous and harmful things if the thing itself was dressed with hazard signs and telling you that it was going to eat your brains.![]() |
They probably wont be glowing red either |
You see, depression doesn't waltz around with a tag that says "I'm going to make you miserable!". No, it lures you into a comfortable false sense of security with the sweet taste of procrastination. There's nothing miserable with avoiding what you need to do and replacing it with games, internet or shopping. Then, this evil reincarnate throws low ball at you. "Shit," you begin to think. "What the fuck am I doing with my life? I'm just wasting away." But that's OK, you'll continue down this spiral. Slowly but surely, it creeps up on you like a massive blanket and swallows you. At first, you feel invincible, nothing can hurt you, just like Tobey Maguire from Spiderman 3.
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Eventually, you may even learn to control the depressive aura to fight crime! |
Unfortunately, that doesn't last. You soon realize that if you continue down this path, you'll be a hobo. That furthers your depression and you begin to combat it.
Then you realize that even the one who claimed that he'll always be spiderman couldn't fight against it and eventually got replaced. Finally aware of your impeding doom you have no choice but to continue to procrastinate. Everything around you begins to be seemingly against you. At first, these accusations are some what excusable...
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How dare the computer! |
...but then they start to become ridiculous...
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Not only was it empty, it breaks easily too. |
...and downright stupid.
It is only when you start seeing how ridiculous you sound that you try to pick yourself off the floor and force yourself to watch hippies in a feeble attempt to make yourself feel better. It doesn't work. It'll only make you want to shoot yourself.
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Even in Diablo3 where you kill demons and zombies, there are unicorns and rainbows to mock me. |
Thankfully though, you'll eventually get the wind knocked out of you long enough by depression for your system to reboot. When that happens, you can laugh at its face. Why? Because screw you depression that's why. Unlike Tobey Maguire, I don't do those weird self dancing portrayals in the rain.
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I won't be Tobey Maguire |
-Pui.x
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