A Break from a Hectic Life

Before midnight comes and it's a new month, lemme post this!

Finally, it's a break from school life which is beginning to tax me. Two holidays coming up, one just in 15minutes time!

Such breaks are really great, especially when you're about to go crazy with all the work you need to do in college.

At the least, its "only 27 weeks from A's". I'll just work my way through until my desired break comes during November!

-signs off- [short post, eh?]

The Pub

Alright, so the previous post was pretty long ._. 'Short' is a really relative term isn't it? x)

Anyway, time for today's post! This will be my first game introduction to all of you guys!

So now, what will be my first game to introduce? It is.........

The Bar

A game created by IDAC [I have no idea what it means], a Japanese company. It's a room escape game, which I think... many will actually fear o.o [OMG I CAN'T GET OUT?! HELP!!!!!]

No freakish things will happen here. It's a peaceful 'Bar escape' game. Try your best to look around and see if you can find your way out!

You begin with an introduction to the story... [Japanese/English/Korean. Your choice]

Oh my God! Did I fall asleep???
Tonight is a very important night, our promised meeting night.
Did she come here? Where is she?? [So it's the boyfriend's thoughts]
I have to look for her.... I don't want to regret this night.

...and your escape begins!

I won't go into detail on how to escape, though. There's lots of websites out there that helps you solve this game!

What I want to talk about though, is the game features itself.

It being a room escape game [without freak outs] actually appeals to me. I like the way it's designed as well! You don't have to squeeze too much of your brain juice to think how to do some actions... I think.

The colors and all are pretty cool, and it really feels like you're in the bar itself looking for a way out, only that you are limited by your mouse.

Of course, I love the interactiveness of the game x). It's fun to see how we [the boyfriend] becomes the bartender! Have fun mixing your own cocktail up ;)

Anyway, that's all I have for today's post. As I get to games I like more, more pics will pop out! ;)

-signs off-

Hmm...?

My classmate commented that my past blog posts were too emo! XD! That wasn't really my intention...

Really.

=x I think it's not going to be easy to convince you guys that's true!

But anyway, for today I'll just post some food for thought. [No not real food... don't take it literally!] Hopefully, no one will find this post too emo ._.

And I'll try to keep my post short, ok? =)

Now, today, I received a comment from a friend of mine that

"What are blogs really for? It's like you're just trying to capture attention from others so that they will give you a tissue and say 'are you okay?' I don't really know what's a blog for..."

Okay, it was something along that lines, but not exactly. I can't remember! >_>.

Anyway, this is my answer to that question, since if I told him directly, it'll take some time...

My blog, at the least, is not like many other blogs who just "seek attention". It's not my motive. Sure I want attention to the blog [visitor counter FTW!], but what I really want, is for people to know who I am, for what I am.

It's not that I'm an attention whore. I want to share with others my experiences, and at the same time do a "records" of what I have really done.

Also, I doubt blog posts are always emo, right? ._.! I know mine was for the past few, but trust me, some gaming/anime/manga stuff will pop up real soon! I can't wait to post it actually...

As always, blogs to me are like a log book. A log book which I can store for... almost eternity, I guess. As long as I'm still alive I think I'll regularly use my blog to talk about stuffs. That's my opinion on blogs [for my blog, at the least].

To end off, just some other light stuff -- Why do I have a good feeling I'll borderline pass my Chem Lecture Test today? >_>! Let's hope that's not the case.

Oh and, I believe I did pretty well for my H3! Let's hope for the best when the results come back...

NEXT YEAR!

Long wait, but the prof. said he can't release any marks until the day we retrieve our A's result. How sad is that?! =/

Oh well, time for me to go off, and I'll post more pics to spice up the blog posts so that it won't be just words!

See you guys soon ;)

-signs off-

*Just an update: I changed my blog to 1 day's worth of posts on the main page, so that it'll be easier to look at! Do comment to tell me if this is for the better, or worse!*

Reflections IV - Aftermath

Time to make this chop chop, running out of time to study my H3 Econs for tomorrows final exam!

So, I went to the medical review, with my pa and had to tell the psychiatrist more details about the problem. In a way it was at the least better than speaking to that MO consultant that I mentioned >_>.

All in all, after my pa talked to the psychiatrist [we spoke to him separately], he went on the car and told me what he told the psychiatrist.

"I told him you just preferred to eat at home compared to eating out."

Well, thats a basic summary of what he said to the psychiatrist. Although it wasnt what I really expected him to be telling the psychiatrist [cause I told him exactly how my problem was], I didnt really blame him or anything. Not that I get angry at people so easily x).

Its part and parcel of growing up I suppose. At the least now I need to motivate myself to fix up my broken mentality before I enter NS.

Before I sign off and return to my studies, I would just like to add this last note.

My pa helped me ask the psychiatrist my PES, and I got PES B XD! Oh well, guess I will be going through some tough training next year!

I will be back with more stuff as soon as I can update this, I dont think my sister knows about me having a blog yet...[even though she talks to me on MSN, and its on my personal message...]

Alright! I will end off here. See you guys in a while! [Notice that theres no aprostrophes anywhere? Seems like Im having some problems with typing it...need to fix it soon!]

-signs off-

Reflections III - Growing Up

I just realized, the previous few posts [or actually almost all] were depressing, long posts! Was that was a blog was used for? XD

But anyway, don't worry, I'll lighten up much more in future posts. The first few posts were what I was feeling as I typed down my feelings anyway.

Today's post... I doubt it would be depressing, but it's a really nice read to have. That's because as a male [not saying all males!], I don't really like to tell anyone of my troubles, just bottling them up inside my heart. But I made an achievement, in the midst of the 'crisis' I would be facing.

I finally told my father, personally, about my problem.

Hey, it's a big achievement, at least for me! I was really happy I opened up, and was actually ready for anything he was going to throw at me.

I expected shock, followed by anger, then sadness on my father's part. But, I was really in for a surprise...

He told me that it was 'expected', because of certain things.

I'm not going to go into detail what he said, cause it's waaaaaaaay too private for you guys to know ;D.

But overall, I was really surprised at his reaction to what I said, and as I heard him telling me some stuffs, I realized that... I may have really overlooked, and missed out things in my life.

It's part and parcel of life, and you are born to suffer. That's what my father said.

After the long 40 minutes talk, I was planning to continue listening, but...

My sister came into the room! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"EH! YOU! Disrupt men's talk!" Was my immediate response. Of course, my conversation between my pa and me stopped abruptly, but he knew what I said, I knew what he said.

I told him to just get prepared for this week's review, in case the MO throws any weird questions at him.

However, the very very big thing that I experienced through this conversation was this--

I have grown up.

Yeah, that's for sure. As I listened to him, I realized that it was a suitable age for me to understand everything, and it made complete sense. I definitely have gained more insight from my pa, and I love him lots =).

So, as the time draws near, the end of this blog post draws near too! I think this post was short enough... right? Right? RIGHT?! XD

Today's morning rain seems to have washed off all the scary thoughts I had in mind about confronting my pa and telling him the truth. It was a really peaceful time where I finally felt peace...

NOT!

DARN! I don't think I can relax yet! So many tests coming up, and one just tomorrow! My H3 exam paper is this Saturday! My Maths lecture test is this Thursday! OMG! This week is SO DAMN jam-packed!

But anyway, just to move back on topic, this sudden 'growing up' has made me understand more things, and more determined to conquer this problem once and for all.

For once, I ate in school, using public utensils ;D Although slowly, but I managed to eat! How's that for a start? heh.

So, I'll just end off with this last bit - For anyone with problems currently, sometimes, it's really great to pluck up the courage, approach someone you can talk to and share your problems. You will never know what you can get from this experience. Me, for one, was really enriched by it. It's good to open up once in a while, so that you may just find the way to solve your problem! =) I wish you all the best!

-signs off-

Reflections II - A continuation

That sure was a lot of detail yesterday. I thank the few people who came in and browsed my blog, and hopefully took a glimpse at what I wrote.

I'll continue where I left off, but today's will be slightly shorter... I think.


Implications of the problem
Figures, I don't really know how to start. I'll list a few of the more major implications that I felt throughout these years, though.

1) During a wedding dinner, I pretty much failed to eat anything [but I was trying to, by nibbling tiny bits at a time]. Imagine 10 people seated around the round table, staring at you and waiting for you to finish your food. That's how I felt.

Interesting thing, however, is that I regained a very small portion of my appetite as the dinner came to an end. It was like, the last 3 dishes I think, and I managed to actually start eating more.

Of course that doesn't help much, considering how the whole thing worked out... In the end, I went home feeling pretty hungry ._.



2) It was the Orientation Camp during my J1. This one was... pretty memorable I must say. I must have left pretty deep impressions on many of my OG (orientation group) mates.

Firstly, I couldn't manage to eat throughout the whole camp [which was...3 days 2 nights], leaving me with a gastric on the 2nd to the 3rd day. I did, however, manage to eat up a bowl of dessert on the 2nd day. How useful is that? Very, at the least to me, considering it was pretty sweet so I managed to get some glucose back into my body.

Next, during the 2nd day's breakfast, I couldn't firstly, eat anything, and secondly, failed to finish up my milo. And I proceeded to do what I found to be most... intuitive in my viewpoint, but totally disgusting on my OG mates viewpoint--

--There was about half a cup left. I stacked that cup together with empty cups, leaving it with a situation whereby the empty cups were floating. "EWW, GROSS!" was the first thing I heard. Imagine how hurtful it sounds, but I do understand. Too bad they ain't in my plight. I don't blame them, though.

At the least, I survived through the whole camp without eating much, and subsequently devoured a whole lunch at home right after we broke camp. I am really hurting my stomach this way.


Consequences of the problem
There is at the least, one that I can see directly. But, this may or may not be purely because of this problem of mine.

1) The inability to eat out with my classmates [including at the school canteen], making me seem antisocial, subsequently making me more distant from my classmates.

But hey, as I mentioned, the problem may not be the sole reason why this occurs, but... I can feel it. It's way too obvious, how some people are displaying their attitude towards me. I'll elaborate further in a future post.

2) With this problem, it means I can't eat out, meaning I can't even go enjoy foods I love outside. I have to takeaway [if it's convenient], or not bother eating at all...

3) Considering how serious this problem is [how I'm looking at it], I have a good feeling that something is going to go real wrong, as time inches closer to the day that I have to enter NS... [details lower of this post]

4) Being unable to eat out means I can't enjoy going on overseas trips. I was offered lots of them from the school, but I had to turn them all down. What's up with that? I was so damn keen on going for it, but this problem... it just hinders what I really can do with my life.


Unexplainable phenomenon
So, I've said that I have to takeaway food from outside, bring it back home, before managing to eat up. Well, this applies to almost all cases, but it seems as if there has been several exceptions I can't explain.

1) During my birthdays, I seem to almost always, be able to eat. It's normally a steamboat, if you wanna know, meaning public utensils and all are used.

2) The above applies to some of my sister's birthdays as well.

3) I managed to eat at times when I visit other people's homes, but at others, especially recently, this seems to have disappeared.

How can I explain all these exceptions? I myself have no idea, and I believe you guys, reading through are equally as confused as me. If I ever told this to a psychologist, I wonder what's the reaction he/she will have?


Something going wrong as time inches closer to NS?
Ah yes, that. So now, hopefully, you guys remember me saying I'm currently in Year 2 of my JC (Junior College) studies. Well, I received an enlistment letter to sign up for NS (National Service), and I had to fill in a medical report.

Of course, one part of the medical report was some personal declarations, in which I stated this problem of mine. I then printed this out, had it signed by both my father and me [without him knowing that I typed out that problem] and took it for my medical appointment [which all enlistees have to do].

I related the problem to the Medical Officer there, and the first thing I got was...

"You know you will die in NS, right?"

Like, DUH? Am I that stupid to you? Of course, I didn't directly say it out. I just went, "uh, yeah." Then I saw my medical report stating for further reviews.

And then another letter comes along, asking me to return for my medical review. In it writes this:

"You are to bring your parent along...

Purpose of visit:
SAF Psychiatrist
MO (Medical Officer in short)"

Riiiiiiiiiiight, so I need to bring my father along for this. Why do I have a bad feeling about it? From the time I saw this letter, all the way till now, I still have this anchor pulling on my heart. I'm worried of one thing: the MO, or the psychiatrist, will tell my father about this problem, under the assumption that he already knew about it.

That would mean that I'm in total, deep, shit. >_>. This isn't a good time for me. I need to know how I should put it across to him, but I don't know how. I don't want to agitate him further, for he has health problems. I'm worried if I tell him, he will fall into a state of shock. I'm even more worried that if the MO/psychiatrist tells him, he's first going to fall into a shock, then begin screaming at me out of anger for not telling him.

It's a total dilemma I'm in now. What should I do? The next review...Thursday, 23 April. Will that be when the truth about me will surface and dawn upon him? Or will I be the one breaking the news to him? Or should I ask my sister to break this news..? I'm in a whirl of confusion now, I don't know what I should do. Either way seems wrong, either way seems to hurt him as much, if not more...

Going back to the topic, if I never declared this, and I entered NS, my fear would be just one thing - death. Death due to what? Due to not being able to eat. How stupid does that sound? >_>. That's why I decided to tell the MO about it. I don't mind harsh training, it builds me up. But, if I can't eat, it means that I can't even survive the first day or so. That's what I'm worried for. That's what I don't want to happen to me. I still have lots of things I want to do in life, and I don't want it to end just yet.

Depressing post, isn't it? It's how it's meant to be... what can I really do now? I think I do need some help here.

Maybe some comments would help, and I don't mind if you want to be anonymous or not. My question to you guys is:

How should I approach telling my father about this problem?

and

Any suggestions on what you think causes my problem to 'activate'? Any suggestions then, that I could use to possibly help me tackle this once and for all?

I would really appreciate any comment made, as long as... it's constructive of course. Me being in a mess right now is not a great thing to know about, but I really need to let this out of my chest.

Maybe, just maybe, this blog was set up for the sake of this. I always wanted to say it out, but I never knew where I should say it. Seems like I just found one method to.

Now, what's interesting is, I've told this problems to my classmates and even gamers whom I do not know so well. However, I've never approached my family members and told them about this. The irony...

I'm very grateful for the encouragement some of my classmates have been giving me recently over this. It's really heartwarming to know it, and I'm really grateful.

With that, I'll end off this blog post. It's 2:30am and I need to sleep. I'll see you guys... soon.

-signs off-

Reflections I - Of myself

Whoops! Seems like I didn't post yesterday. I'd have to apologize for that x) was a little sleepy and just collapsed.

At the same time, I don't really want my family members to know I'm blogging...


Huh? What's wrong with just blogging?
Good question here. I'm the one who wishes to hide this from them, because as time moves on, you will notice that more things about me begin to surface, and that these things are so deep, dark, that I don't think it'd be nice to let them know.

As time goes by, I'll post more about myself. In the meantime...


Reflections I?
Yeah, because this will become a series of my titles pretty soon. It's how I look at myself, how I am, well, me. It's also the part where I share with you readers and bloggers alike the me I really am.

Time to begin my official blog post. Considering that I forgot to post yesterday, today's will be extra long for people who would like to know more!


Introduction
Now, I'll just briefly introduce myself, even though I said you could just look at my profile. Of course, if you've seen my profile, great! You know who I am. For those who haven't, have a first glimpse at the person who started whackybeanz.blogspot.com. =)

I am:
Eng Teng Chuan

Living in:
Singapore

Studying at:
Jurong Junior College, Year 2

Class:
08S29

That's all for my introduction! It's how I wanted it to be, if not some people would start getting bored of "me-mes" - was it called that way?


Let's begin the reflections...
I do look like just any ordinary guy, who carries out ordinary routines in life. You're correct, but only half. I have repetitive routines [seriously repetitive], but... can I really consider myself 'ordinary'?

Why would I say that? Read on...

My definition of ordinary is to be able to do anything in the world. Anything at all. Including following your friends and going out to eat. Having a great royal meal at a wedding dinner. Sitting together with your classmates and enjoying the canteen food. That, is where a problem sets in.

I may look ordinary, but... it seems like I have a really weird case of being unable to eat outside of my house - for 6 years, and ongoing.

The thing is, I do not know the origins of this problem, I do not know how to counter it, neither do I know when it will occur. But what I can confirm is this - it has affected my social life: severely.


Interesting... tell me more.
From what I recall, this has happened since I was Primary 6. I do still recall that day, when I went out at night and I didn't have any dinner before that [so I was going out, for dinner]. The thing is, when I reached the kopitiam, when I was asked what I wanted to eat [by my family members, who went out with me], I flat out rejected any eating. Regardless of any persuasion, I still didn't want to eat food.

Thing is, on the journey home, I felt my hunger, which in the end meant buying some takeaway foods to eat at home.

It seems as if it was a one-off case, but as years passed, things began to turn for the worse.

At about Secondary 1 (? or maybe 2), I was out to eat again, with my family members. Once again, I didn't feel hungry - but my family members bought food anyway. So it seems as if it's a "forced" method to make me eat, so I accepted it. I tried to eat and within a few mouths...

...the feeling of nausea set in. I felt a deadlock on my throat, unable to eat anymore. Worse, I felt like vomiting what I just ate. I had to excuse myself and ran to the toilet and I did expel the food from my mouth. Weird? Gross? You decide.

This situation continued on and on for the next few times I went out to eat, until the point that I feared going out to eat, such that I now stay home and eat 1) home-cooked food or 2) takeaway food from outside.


Ever tried solving the problem by yourself?
Good question, and the answer is - yes. I'll elaborate further, and at the same time, drag the time line to something more recent - my JC life.

During my 2nd term in JC, I met up with my classmates from 08S29. Friendly, bubbly group of people they are =). Until this point, I've always avoided eating in the canteen as well - because I had the assumption I would just expel anything I consumed, which would have... really, disgusted my classmates if they saw my nauseatic look.

On one really weird day however, this whole situation changed. It was a break, and I suddenly thought "I should REALLY, eat something. This situation isn't going to get any better, but I should try."

And so I did. I mustered up courage, walked up to a stall and wanted to buy macaroni.

As fate has it, the stall owner told me "Uh, not enough macaroni, so I mix spaghetti inside ok?"

Why do I feel like I was being played around by fate? It's as if it was an intentional deterrence not to want me to eat [or so I felt that way]. But I went on anyway. At this point in time, I really felt stressed out [over eating in school >_>].

So I carried my plate, to my classmates who were already eating and--

--I actually began to eat! Even though it was a little slow, I still managed to finish up the whole plate! It made me totally esctatic, and optimistic that I managed to overcome this fear.

I related this to my friends sitting there, who were surprised to hear about this. Then my classmate gave this suggestion:

"Maybe you cannot accept eating using public utensils?" - I don't know, but this is the greatest possibility I've seen so far.

For the next few weeks, I managed to feel hunger just before a break came so that I would have the impulse to purchase food served on a plate and start digging in. It was a really happy period of my life for me.

And then came the holidays, along with a leaders camp with which the experience I would never forget.

It was a overnight event if I remember correctly, and I enjoyed a buffet dinner with all my friends. The next morning's meal was fried rice + milo, and the now confident me went forward and took a plate of the rice + a cup and sat with my friends.

Taking less than 5 mouthfuls, a feeling of fear overcame me again.

Yup, my throat entered a deadlock. Worse, I had to remove some food that I was chewing because I felt like I would just expel the food I ate down anytime. I had difficulties finishing with the food and the milo. Ultimately, I finished neither of them.

Term 3 began, and I thought that the camp incident was just a one off case. I bought a plate of food again, and--

--less than 1/2 a bowl into my food, I stopped dead in my tracks. Yup, seems like "it" [my weird illness] returned yet again.

Subsequently, I stopped eating in the canteen again. Why do I feel like I just turned in a circle?

Now that I'm in year 2 of my studies, it's still there. I know it. Everytime I walk past a kopitiam, the deadlock feeling in my throat surfaces. So, I'd have to takeaway my food [which is really a huge portion], return home [in which along the return journey, I feel my appetite returning], and gobble up all of my food.

I have shared this problem with my classmates, and they do seem to understand. At the least, I have been encouraged to eat something during the breaks and all, which is what I'm doing now - eating, not on a plate, but using those styrofoam boxes.


Tell me more about this! You've gotten me really interested...
Sure, I'll continue telling you this...

Tomorrow.

I foresee this being the longest post I would have in my blog, ever. Thus, I'll split this up into 2 sections such that it won't kill people with my Wall of Text [WoT]. Heck, this is a WoT already. So much information!

Jie, if you see this [or maybe you haven't known that I have a blog, even though I placed the link in my personal message], could you like... help me inform pa about this? I have a feeling my directly telling him would give him a severe shock, and I don't think I can put my words very accurately in this situation. Take it as a request, a favour from me that I don't think I can ever repay. I really hope he doesn't get too shocked out of this...


?! You never informed your family members about this?!
That's correct, because I don't want to concern them. But realizing how serious this problem is looming over me, I think it's time I took action. I cannot afford to cause misery to my family, at too late a time.

I'll continue tomorrow, with more situation updates, and you'll see a more in depth look into who I really am.

Thank you very much for reading this post. I really appreciate it your efforts, even if you feel that I'm a 'freak' after this. It's how I want to inform people around me about it, and it's how I feel is the most subtle way of putting it across to my family.

-signs off-

Tired, worn out, still hangin' on.

Sometimes, you just feel tired when you just wake up from 5 hours of sleep. Sometimes, you just feel as if moving another step to the toilet to wash up and prepare for school, is just like taking another step into hell.

That's what I felt this morning, and I'm still pretty tired till now. My eyes struggle to keep open, and I need to blink like so rapidly, trying to stay awake. Luckily there was not many lessons to kill me today.

I don't blame anyone but myself for this feeling though. It's too late for regrets anyway. Having slept so late just to complete tutorials and stuff for the next day's lesson (last minute work!) is what led to this consequence. So, who can I really blame?

But still, with all sense of tiredness, I struggle to stay awake. I know that I shouldn't just close my eyes and go to dream land in lesson. That's who I am. That's how I do things. I don't wanna miss a thing (in lessons, that is).

And...that leads me to a song! XD Just nice isn't it? [Experiments with embedding 1st Youtube video in the blog]

Prepare for more such videos, but I'll refrain from posting so many in 1 blog page that it lags the hell up for many users!


Okay, of course it's just some parts of the lyrics that fit in to my case, I don't miss any babes, though! LOL!

Oh and by the way, thanks to everyone who has looked at my blog! Regardless of whether it was just a glance or thorough reading, I really appreciate it!

Next aim: to get someone to comment! I'll see all of you guys tomorrow!

-signs off-

Memories

As I promised [even though no one came on to look at the blog yet], a new post coming right up. Today I'll be touching a little on what happened today in school, along with some gaming stuff. That's basically all. I'll keep it snappy.


Gaming
The title of this blog post was 'Memories'. Very simply because of this: One of the online games I've played closed its servers today at 0900, GMT+8.

It was a fun game I must say, and I met many people that I never thought I would have known. I shared secrets with people that I never saw face to face, but I've never shared them with the people closest to me: My family.

Alright, getting a little off track here, I'll get back on topic.

Well, this game was what I leaned back on when I was totally bored. Even though the popularity of the game was poor, I still enjoyed myself in it. Now that it's going down, I'll be looking forward to another region's servers opening up to us. *crosses fingers*

So, what was that game you may ask? Here it is:

Yup. Grand Chase, or just known as GC. It was a really great game [in my opinion, yours may differ] which I really enjoyed.

Now that the SEA server is closed, it's time for me to wait, as time ticks by, for another server to open it's wide arms and accept us in.

I'll post more about the game in future, maybe some details here and there, but that's when I really feel like it.

For now, I'll just end off with this:

Thanks for all the wonderful memories that you've given me, I'll never forget it.
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As the server cuts it's connections, a gust of wind blows past my hair, signaling the end of my gaming life in GCSea, but also hinting to me the start of a next empire.

I'll look forward to it.

Goodbye, GCSEA.


School Stuff
I must say, we really must prepare for the unprepared. Applies to every and any situation in life as well.

Sometimes, what you study is not what comes out in your test. Sometimes, what you think would have come out becomes a totally warped version of that thought.

It's how these road blockages teach people a lesson - don't spot questions. Study EVERYTHING.

Not that I regret studying last minute, but I do regret neglecting certain parts of my notes just because it was "irrelevant".

HAH! Irrelevant my ass. In the end it became some kind of reverse hell for the test, reversing every single point I knew to cater to the darn Econs Essay question.

But oh well, what's done, is done. I guess there's nothing to do about it now other than look forward to the future.



That's all for today, hopefully everyday is as fun to write as this. Maybe it was cause I saw that the game was closing that I set up a dedicated blog?

There's just too many possibilities out there...

-signs off-

Something new learnt...in the middle of the night

Even though it's something so 'outdated', I decided to place a visitor counter on my blog.

But, it took me almost an hour to find out how exactly to place the code in >_>.

Finally though, it's up. I wonder who'll be the first to come in and read my blog [other than me?] Or has someone already taken a look..?

-signs off-

Hello?

Ah, so you're here to visit my blog, then?

A very warm welcome to my humble blog, which I have just created today. I guess the starting introductory post should be very long, eh?

Well, maybe not. I'll just split what I have to say into smaller sections, as and when I like it.

It's my first time blogging [WHAT? After SO long?!] so please pardon me if the blog looks messy. Now, where should I start...?


Self-Introduction
I hope this won't bore you guys...

Uh, wait...I think most of you don't even need to know my name. I'll just post it in my profile area. If you want to look just click at the humble button at the bottom right, okay? =)

I guess it's cause I have nothing spectacular I want to say now, that's why I'm lost for words. Don't worry though, this blog will get real lively, real soon.

Feel free to comment on what you think of the blog [which is so simplistic currently], especially those who know who I am!

If you would like to address me in your comments, just call me whacky.


So, why whacky?
I wonder how I should go about explaining this...

Well, it was a kind of username I thought up of in my hotmail account, and I've stuck to it since forever. [Never changed my email yet, not planning to in the near future.]

I suppose that's a simplistic introduction of what you guys can address me as =).

Of course, feel free to call me anything you deem fit, as long as it's not offensive. I don't tolerate that.

Did I just make the blog post sound really boring? I hope not. It's just my first post, yet...I just don't know what to say.

Guess I'll post up my blogger link on my personal message now.

So I guess the next burning question would be this:


Why start a blog now? Why not earlier / just not start at all?
Who knows? It was a thought I've had for a very long time, only that I've never put the plan into action. I felt, it would be too complicating to make a blog [which is not true, now that I've done one], and that I would be too lazy to update it.

However, now that many things are occurring around me, I'm beginning to seek places where I can voice myself out, as well as keep things as a memory. The change I've had over the past few months has really made me feel...different. I really want to jot all of these down, before it's too late. Heck, it may already be too late, since it's been such a long time since an event occurred.

I'll try my best to recall them though, so keep a lookout!


So, after so much talking, what can I expect from the blog in future?
Good question! [Even though I was the one who thought of it! XD] Well, expect to see many many interesting things popping out in future, such as...

- Gaming stuff [I'm an avid gamer]
- Anime & manga [One of those influenced by the J-wave!]
- "Boring" school life [Maybe? Who knows...]
- Personal life [May be really focused on this, you'll know why...]
- Any other thing I suddenly think up of.

I'll keep my post as visible as possible, I know that white fonts can hurt with black backgrounds. Will look for more comforting colors to the eyes as you look through my post.

Though my posts may at times be offensive, I'll do my best to minimize the offensiveness as possible, unless I fly into a rage for some weird reason.

Tomorrow, I'll post up some stuff again. It's time to let this blog get going!

-signs off-