RECKLESS.LIBERTINE.

2006-06-19T12:35:00.000+08:00

Going to print some brochures on animal rights pretty soon, once my dad isn't around because he'll yell at me for using his printer.
I have a file to store all these animal rights related documents. Shall put some brochures among those gift cards you see in shops, and to put under windscreen-wipers on cars.
Also, most people are wondering what I'm against, in terms of animal rights.

ENTERTAINMENT:

The zoo.

Circuses.

Rodeos (we don't have one here anyway, but I'm still against it nonetheless)

The above are mostly on wild animals being used as a form of entertainment. No matter what you call it, be it "zoo", "circus" or "rodeo", it is still a prison. They get locked up there just for your amusement. You wouldn't like being confined to a small space and made to juggle balls or jump through flaming hoops all day, would you?

OTHERS:

Animals used for food.

Animals used for clothing.

They are not meant to be eaten or to be skinned. You look stupid wearing fur, they look stupid if they have human hair nicely styled up on their heads.

Also, if you are going to start a debate with me on either of these topics. Go ahead, I love friendly debates! :D
And no, I won't get offended if someone eats meat in front of me. Lately I've been asked that question many times.

2006-06-18T23:40:00.000+08:00

I didn't do anything today except go look at some really gorgeous showflats.
Now I'm waiting for it to be midnight, so I can wish Banana a happy birthday, and fall asleep.
15 more excruciating minutes!

2006-06-17T22:47:00.000+08:00

Went to North Point, cause mom wanted to buy jewelry for the bride-to-be (not mine, my brother's). Went to Soo Kee jewelry to check stuff out. Dad and I were busy pissing the dude off while mom wore her magnifying-old-people glasses and stared down at the diamonds.

My dad whispered in my ear and said, "Tell her, at Cold Storage we can get 1 ~~carat~~ carrot for less than 1000 dollars!"

And so I did. Then mom got me contacts because I kept breaking my old ones. Oops. It's not my fault I'm such an ass. Dad left us to go to Watson's to buy stuff. When he came back, he was munching on a chocolate bar.

Me: Hey! Where's mine?
Dad: You're such a crazy vegan, if I bought the wrong stuff you would kill me.

After that we went to Cold Storage to buy groceries. I bought a box of Fruit Loops (vegan friendly), and Quaker's Oatmeal Granola Bars (vegan friendly), and Double Chocolate Chunk Chip Mix (not vegan friendly). Dad was buying meat at the store and my mom was nowhere to be found. I went over with the box of granola bars and told him I spent 5000 minutes checking out the ingredients to make sure they were vegan friendly. Dad snorted.
Then we passed by this very odd looking lady at a booth, she was dressed as a Mongolian.
Promoting Mogolian milk.
She asked me if I wanted a cup and I said, "No thanks, cow's milk is for baby cows. That's why it's called cow's milk."
I WOULDN'T MIND HAVING SOME MONGOLIAN MILK THAT CAME FROM MONGOLIAN LADIES THOUGH.

Mom and Dad left for some wedding. I'm alone at home with my 30 year old brother, who stole my keys so I can't lock him out of my room. I spent the time by printing out PETA stickers and plastering them all over my board and on my school file.

That is all.

2006-06-16T18:10:00.000+08:00

Would you kill your pet dog or cat to eat it?
How about an animal you're not emotionally attached to? Is the thought of slaughtering a cow or chicken or pig with your own hands too much to handle? Instead, would hiring a hit-man to do the job give you enough distance from the emotional discomfort? What animal did you put a contract out on for your supper last night? Did you at least make sure that none went to waste and to take a moment to be grateful for its sacrifice?

When I went vegetarian, the first person I told about it was Peggy.
Instead of laughing at me and telling me I couldn't do it (like what other people did when they found out), she supported me all the way and reminded me of the days where I was permitted to eat meat. My mother did give me a hard time at first, but know she realizes that I'm totally serious about this whole thing. Occasionally she puts meat on my plate, but I do not eat it. Mother told me to cut down on meat and animal products slowly, which I did. I started off by only eating animal products on certain days like Tuesdays and weekends, then I cut down to eating animal products on Tuesdays and Saturdays, then to Tuesdays, and now, no animal products at all.
Recently I went completely vegan. The difference between a vegetarian and a vegan is that a vegetarian does not eat any meat products, but eats dairy products and eggs. A vegan does not consume any animal products.
Thank you, Peggy.

Submitted my prints for the photography contest. I was a dunce and I read the deadline wrongly. I mistook the deadline to be the 16th, but in actual fact the closing date was the 15th. Luckily the lady still accepted my entry, phew! While my dad was driving us home, I observed drivers. Some, while driving would pick their nose, or scratch their butts. I saw one using his handphone, his car even had major wreckage to its front bumper. That driver is such a dumbass. I hope his car explodes or something.

Peggy the Oracle and her words of wisdom:

Peggy says: if arh
Peggy says: now is 1897
Peggy says: you go vegan
Peggy says: you sure eat grass one
Peggy says: they where got so advance give you burger
Peggy says: then you will be like moo moo cow
Peggy says: everyday sit there and graze the grass.

Also, I forgot to mention that I've joined the PETA Street Team a few days ago.
I can piss ignorant meat-eaters off now, and earn some street team points.

2006-06-15T19:33:00.000+08:00

Malaysia was pretty good. Had some vegan indian meal for lunch. Nope, sadly it's not Ananda Bhavan but it tastes almost the same. Mom got me a pair of Diesel jeans and new undies. After that we went to to supermarket for grocery shopping. Loaded the basket up with almost everything organic on the rack.
Dad bought free range eggs, but I probably won't be eating them even though they're free range eggs.
Then I grabbed some candy and gum blindly.
BLINDLY.
Without checking the ingredients.

The gum was vegan friendly but the candy.. WAS NOT.
It was called Sugus, Strawberry flavored.
Now now, it's not a condom. It's some artificially flavored strawberry candy. After eating almost everything, I turned the packaging around and checked the ingredients.

Sugar, glucose, vegetable oil, BEEF GELATIN, citric acid, strawberry flavoring and coloring.
See that? BEEF GELATIN.
Gelatin is a protein made by boiling cows' and pigs' skin, tendons, ligaments, and bones.
How the hell can they include that in innocent candy?!
I thought I was going crazy, so I re-read it. Again. And again. Until I realized I wasn't going crazy.. It really contained beef gelatin. I stopped my Zen Neeon and screamed.
I still feel it at the back of my throat.

Lesson learnt today: Always remember to check the back of every single food product bought.
Feeling really, really guilty.

2006-06-14T21:55:00.000+08:00

Once in a while everyone does a bit of self reflection.. This is my soliloquy.
Don't read the following unless you want to know stuff about my personality.

I am and have always been the underdog of all things, the patron saint of all things unusual. But I'm not complaining. Because I don't see why I should fit into society's mold of all things good.

I'm probably still as anti-social I was as before, though on the internet I hardly speak unless spoken to, but still deep down in my multicolored rainbow thing on my left, somewhere behind the bones that make up my ribcage, there are places for certain friends who are truely worth my time.

Still, trust is hard to earn, damn right it's hard. If I trust you enough I'll probably tell you who I pine for and what my sexuality is-- and make damn sure you leak no contents of it to anyone, be it living or dead.

Then here comes Anthea's Honesty walking down the road. If you ask me a question about your face, hair or whatever, I'm sure to tell you the truth about it. If it sucks I'll tell you it sucks, if it's good I'll tell you it's good. I don't beat around the bush, though once I did beat someone in the bush.. Jessleen knows this! (Plus, it's been almost three years since I've used violence against someone *cough*annoyingprimaryoneboy*cough* and it won't happen again)

I like candy. But I have a certain type of candy I don't enjoy bringing or eating, and those are my Moodswings. Sure, everyone has them once in a while, or if you're a girl, once or twice or thrice a month. But mine can be very vile, my moodswings come in assorted colors, green for envy, red for brutality, so on an so forth. Needless to say I usually have them under control.

Then, comes my worse trait ever. Once bitten, I bite back.. Quietly. I won't challenge anyone ever to a fight, because that's not what I do. Instead of using my fists, I work with my mind. I'll dig around for certain things I can use against you, and when I find the right thing, you might want to touch your back and discover a knife in it.

My forgiveness comes easily, depending on who you are.
I am constantly evaluating everyone around me, retaining every single detail, new flaw or good point about anyone I meet.

I have my good points, too! When I trust you enough, I'll never doubt you. And I'll stand up for you no matter what the circumstance is.. Except if there's anything to do with violence. I have been told that I have quite a sense of humor, which I agree, to a certain extent, I don't take jokes about myself seriously. I am very open about things, so anyone can ask me for advice, because I'll be willing to be anyone's Aunt Agony. And once I've established a certain bond between people, I try my best never to break it, or disappoint them in any way.

____________
Off to Malaysia, tomorrow!
I believe Tucker is dying, I thought changing his water would cheer him up somehow, but he's still laying at the bottom of his tank.
I haven't got my fat ass out to buy his medicine, mom says I should leave him to the hands of God. Well, if he has been suffering now I guess he would like it better up there.

HAIL GINERALE! Also, I am a BIG, GIGANTIC, ENORMOUS, GARGANTUAN, HUGE raging lesbian, come make out with me. I'll teach you how to make rainbows come out of your ass because I'm such a fag.

Fun fact: Did you know that eggs are a chicken's way of having it's monthly cycle/period? So eating an egg is as good as licking your mom's pad.

2006-06-13T20:00:00.000+08:00

Met Peggy today.
Went to her house to skate, and then we lazed around in her house, bloghopping, and we played this game.. We had to click these boxes to get Paris Hilton to strip. At the fourth box we clicked, a horror picture popped out instead of a naked Paris Hilton. Damn. Peggy and I screamed.

My brother gave me a really nice shirt, a white one.
I'm going to iron-on a patch from the PETA2 website.

Also, today, I decided that there won't be anymore special days on Tuesdays.

One question: Most people claim that they're die-hard animal lovers. If they are, then why the hell are they eating meat?

2006-06-12T14:07:00.000+08:00

My dad brought back a delicious Indian vegetarian meal. Yum!
It kicked ass and I'm going to have it again for dinner.
The restaurant's called Ananda Bhavan, and they are one of the oldest vegetarian restaurants in Singapore.
They even have a website! Click this.
Oh man, just looking at the menu they have on the website makes me salivate.

It's much better than eating meat.
If you knew how meat was made, you'd probably lose your lunch. But you won't want to know, because most people are ignorant people like that.
You have just dined, and however scrupulously the slaughterhouse is concealed in the graceful distance of miles, there is complicity.

You put a baby in a crib with an apple and a rabbit.
If it eats the rabbit and plays with the apple, I'll buy you a new car.

2006-06-11T11:34:00.000+08:00

People make my life special.
They say, when you make a friend, in the end you take a piece of them along with you.
Everyone's like a jigsaw puzzle.
Unfinished, of course.
When you're born you only have one piece. The rest you take from your friends, to fit into your own puzzle.
Sometimes the pieces don't fix, so you might want to throw them away.
But when you look carefully, you might just realize that you've been holding that piece the wrong way. What do you do? You turn it, so it fixes.

My pieces are amazing. Each one of my friends have a very special thing in them which I admire and love.
Will name them down, just because they are amazing.

Amanda: An intriguing person. Never knew I'd be such good friends with her, I have my very own living, walking, talking banana as a friend.

Aisyah: Though our tastes are the opposite, what I love about her is that she doesn't fit into any label of society, be it punk, prep, goth, nerd, jock, so on and so forth. She's just her, that's what I like best about her.

Benjasexual: Her courage surprises me, in a very good way of course. I'm very glad I have such a good friend. She has an amazing way with cameras too.

Cereal: My best fag for three years. Though we sometimes may have a bit of conflict, but I'm glad it's easily solved. The one thing I admire is her personality.

Calene: Bestie for three years too! Again, we did have some conflicts in the past but I still love her. Admire her versatility.

Harriet: My Saint! She has inner strength greater than anyone-- even herself can imagine, I hope she won't let anyone bring her down.

Joycelyn: Kitty! I'm glad she's still alive. We've been friends for about two years, and I absolutely enjoy her company. Though she has her flaws, but her good points nullify them. I love her talents.

Sophia: My mama. Though we have drifted apart, I'm glad we're still talking. She has inner and outer beauty, which is very remarkable.

Bet you all are jealous, because my friends are amazing.
You all better be.

Oh, special legal drug post below. Kind of worth reading, if you're the kind of person who likes educating yourself.
MY DAD CHANGED MY CHINESE NAME.

I like it.

2006-06-11T09:49:00.000+08:00

I found out that there's a clinic right across the street from my house that only prescribes one thing: Dextromethorphan (DXM).

It's ridiculous yet interesting. The doctor is only able to prescribe Dextromethorphan, and the only people who go to this clinic are addicts.

Dextromethorphan is used for suppressing coughs.
It's not illegal, it's a widely available drug that you can purchase in any clinic.
It starts working within 15 minutes, and it lasts for 3 or more hours.

The chemical formula that makes up Dextromethorphan is: C18H25NO,
You consume it, you do not inject it. Neither do you burn it, because once you burn it, it will start becoming ammonia.

It will quickly enter the bloodstream, then pass through the blood-brain barrier. The blood-brain barrier is a membrane that controls all movement of substances that are in the blood, and to the nervous system. Alcohol can pass through it.
Dextromethorphan becomes a metabolite (through enzymes present in the liver).

Risks of taking Dextromethorphan are: depression, stroke, antisocial behavior, memory impairment, language impairment, weight loss, loss of muscle control, psychosis, liver/kidney/pancreas damage.

Once you're high, you see many different things. You are "tripping".
The one trip I find funniest is the Lilliputian hallucinations. Everything you see or remember will be tiny, extremely tiny, smaller than what they actually are.
You might be familiar with Lilliputian hallucinations if you've experienced a bad bout of fever.

The reason this got me highly interested was because, a few months ago I was rapidly researching on this recreational drug.
I hope, after reading this, no one will ever think of buying it and waste their life away with it.

I'm not a junkie, so don't worry.

2006-06-10T23:38:00.000+08:00

Back from Taiwan.. With pictures! That I shall upload tomorrow.
To summarize the trip, I shall use little short phrases because I'm such an lazy butthole.

The phrases are:

Deer fetus

Magic mushrooms

Sunfish statues on every town I passed

Guys with long hair everywhere

Girls that look like dolls

Smiling at random people

Getting stares instead of smiles in return

Falling asleep in the bus and drooling on my sleeve

Missing everyone and my computer

Buying a tiny Pi Xiu ♥!!

Walking through a misty and rainy forest

Getting whacked by the monastery's toilet door after saying something bad

One dim-sum per person meal

Wonderful plane food

If you didn't know, a Pi Xiu's this mythical creature that's really.. Pretty. It sounds really Chinese-y, and it is. Anyway, it has a dragon's head, a horse's body, lion's claws and horns of a unicorn.
My Pi Xiu that got picked was of the element water, something which I supposedly lack, and by owning that Pi Xiu it would increase my.. Pee. Just kidding.
Water.. I can't remember what it means. Oh well. But other than your own family, no one else is supposed to touch the Pi Xiu.
Mine's fully black, which is pretty rare considering I didn't see any of other fully black tiny ones in the Pi Xiu Museum. Jess got one too, hers was of the element: Fire.
And it's a tradition for people to let off fireworks once someone "rears" a Pi Xiu. But since fireworks are banned, everyone clapped loudly once someone got one. It would be wiped all over with some kind of leaf in what people call Yin Yang water, uh, half mineral water and half boiled water.

Hi, I kind of got carried away.
But shush, I like mythology and anything related to it!

Also, my DeviantArt's updated with three pictures!
More to come.

And there's something else I can be extremely happy about: my brother just called and told me that he got me a 5 GB Creative Zen!
Oh thank God for siblings who are older and rich.

2006-06-03T17:22:00.000+08:00

Dear hair:

Please hurry up, GROW! You piss me off majorly. Mother says I have to give you two months or longer, in order for you to reach my collarbone. I feel like slapping you, hair. You should be growing 0.44mm a day, but I don't see that happening.
You are so retarded.
I heard Vitamin E will make you grow like a weed, but I know that if I take too much of that my blood will become thin. And no, I'm not going to try Biotin again, I want something new. Right now as I am typing this, the amylase in my mouth is busy breaking down an orange Vitamin C. I hope that will make you grow.

Love, Anthea.

___________

Leaving for Taiwan tomorrow, will be back on the 12th.
I have to wake up at 4:30 in the morning, my flight is at 6:30 AM.
Will miss Cereal, Banana, Mrs Apple, The Benjasexual, My girl Sophia, Saint Harry, Moo Moo.. The list goes on.
I'll enjoy myself.

2006-06-02T17:29:00.000+08:00

Skate Session Two.

Most people call it a carpark, but to us, it's Home.
What's better than gliding around on a hot day, with a tiny pink stereo beside you, playing random music?
I tell you, nothing, nothing's better than doing that, especially when you're with someone you can trust.
It may be filthy, kind of dark, but to us it's our Shangri-La.
And the morale we give each other is wonderful.
We have dreams, we have ambitions.

You know what?
We're going to make it!

Today we also discovered something really rad: The Devil's Slope.
Had much fun going down it, screaming at the top of my lungs. Though I did get injured, it was worth it.
Sorry, dearest left palm. Please heal quick.

Also, hair, hurry up and grow, dammit.

2006-06-01T20:02:00.000+08:00

A picture says a thousand words. Well, mine is telling everyone that I'm happy as my dad bought me my camera.
I got a haircut, it's short but hey, hair will grow! And.. It better hurry up and grow.

Excited for tomorrow, skate-session with Peggy the Panda!
Also known as My Best Fag.
Shall be meeting her at Causeway Point, right on the dot 10 in the morning, where we will proceed for breakfast then to her house to watch Scary Movie 4 and then to skate. We've already planned what we're going to do at the carpark. Bwaha.

2006-06-01T01:47:00.000+08:00

OH FUCK, I FINALLY FOUND THE BLACK SABBATH SONG I WAS LOOKING FOR.
It is 1:45 in the morning.
In 10 hours, I'll be sitting in my classroom having Chemistry lessons.
I cannot sleep, so I'll retire to the streets for some skateboarding around the neighbourhood.

Sleep tight my loved ones.
Pray that I don't get robbed.

2006-05-31T18:37:00.000+08:00

I am tired and I stink really badly.
Today I met Peggy at 12. Walked to her house, and we watched a little of Lords Of Dogtown. Yes, AGAIN.
After that, we went skateboarding at the carpark in her house.
I fell on my ass one time. Well, I was checking out the hot red car that was driving it so I kind of lost my concentration. Peggy brought this radio down that resembled a pink foot, and she turned it on as we skated around the carpark.
Then I got hungry.
So we left, and went to McDonald's. On the way there we bumped into Kai Hong and Roger. And Julene and Rebecca! They were on their rollskates.
Had twister fries and a coke. Peggy and I walked past these cute boys, and this japanese guy was singing "LA LA LA" as he crossed the road. Peggy and I stared and he apologized.. Argh, what a cutie.

MY GOODNESS I SMELL LIKE SOMETHING DIED ON ME.
And, the trucks on my board are loose already!

This is my deck. If you couldn't tell, it's a tiger with its mouth wide, fangs bared and saliva dripping.
It cost me thirty-eight bucks, worth it though.
Yeah, it may not be the best skateboard there is, but I love it so.

2006-05-30T23:03:00.000+08:00

I have an announcement to make.
Are you all ready?
1, 2, 3.
Okay, go!

I love my Norwegian boy.
And, clubbing is pointless.
Well to me it is, who needs a ugly club jam-packed with people, when I can shake my booty in the toilet to songs of my choice? Also, if you like getting your ass rammed by sweaty dudes, I prefer ramming MY ass against my toilet sink. And the best part is, the sink doesn't even move or express it's discomfort.
And, while dancing, I brush my teeth repeatedly. Nope, I'm not ashamed to admit it!

And I do really stupid things like dancing at 3 in the morning.. Because I can't get to bed, which makes things even worse because exercise increases your metabolism.

End of announcement.
That is all.

2006-05-29T17:52:00.000+08:00

Today I've been eating like a pig and moving like a tree. Which is bad, because pigs eat a whole lot and trees don't move. I'm going to exercise.. Later!

Das Wasser soll dein Spiegel sein
erst wenn es glatt ist, wirst du sehen
wieviel Märchen dir noch bleibt
und um Erlösung wirst du flehen

Den Fächer an den Leib gepresst
im Todeskrampf erstarrt die Hand
die Finger mussten sie ihm brechen
der Fächer bleibt zurueck im Sand

Den Alten ruf ich jeden Tag
er möchte mich doch hier erlösen
ich bleib zurück im Mittagswind
und in dem Fächer kann ich lesen

I miss Panda.
I've been struggling to try to tell my dad that I want, no.. The word want isn't enough.. NEED a new camera.
Been talking to my mom about it and all she has to say is, "Ask father." Then when I ask my father he'll say "Ask mummy."
Ah.. I'm sad but it's okay!

2006-05-27T14:51:00.000+08:00

When I was a small Nugget, a mere child living for 6 years, I remember my daddy would make me skateboards out of these wooden planks, with actual wheels attached to them. I became rather attached to these little skateboards, made with love and trees by my very own father. I remember vaguely, wheeling around the house with it.

But now, I've grown up.
Well slightly, but still.

My mother would tell me that skateboarding was for "Malays".
She is rather prejudiced against certain races, though I am not, except to certain people, but not because of their race, but the way they choose to portray themselves.
Nonetheless I am always heartbroken when my mother refers to doing somethings "malay", or telling me that "I can join Malays", and when my brother tells me not to listen to Switchfoot simply because they are a Christian band, and not to indulge in anything related to Christianity.

When I was four years old
They tried to test my I.Q.
They showed me a picture
Of 3 oranges and a pear
They said,
Which one is different?
It does not belong
They taught me different is wrong.
-Ani Difranco "My IQ"

This hurts me so because they are part of me, their blood runs through my very veins, they are my family, and yet they are saying such horrible things about the people our forefathers worked so hard to be harmonious with.
Sometimes I wish I could tell them that what they are saying are simply monstrous.

2006-05-26T23:08:00.000+08:00

What a great day.
Met Banana at 12.
I had no idea what to wear so I just picked whatever I could get my hands on.

Thank you Banana for the cake, the tickets and the popcorn. You'll get the same on your birthday. Heh.

The movie was great! I really liked it. I think I'll buy the DVD soon.
After the movie, Banana and I headed down to Cold Storage to buy cookie mix.
We left, to my house. Watched a bunch of movies: Lords of Dogtown, and American Pie. American Pie was great, really hilarious. Dinner was spent talking about people in our school, you know, girl talk.
The cookies turned out fabulous. But now I feel fat. The first batch of cookies were slightly burnt and black. Anyway, it was fantastic. My dad drove Banana home.
When I reached home, I discovered that there were two cookies left! My brother came home soon after and ate them.

Thank you Banana. Love you!

2006-05-25T10:44:00.000+08:00

Hmm I think everyone should be happier.

I think all preteens and teens spend their lives trying to be intimidating, joining gangs just so they can be satisfied. Everyone should stop, there is already enough violence in the world. If you want to be violent and aggressive why don't you move to Iraq?
We all are naturally insecure. We all want to love and be loved. But the first step to achieving that is to simply, be yourself.

Ugh, I'm quite turned off by all the latest fashion trends. And the people discriminating it. If you like it, then just wear it, if you don't like it, don't wear it. Does it really matter if it follows all the rules and fits into the right style?
Don't claim to be original, because in fact we're all copycats. So, claiming to be original will just make you look stupid.

I.. Am a dreamer. Someone completely out of touch with reality.
On a side note, happy birthday to me. Today I am the big kahuna.

2006-05-24T16:29:00.000+08:00

Maths always makes me feel so stupid. I'm only stupid when it comes to Maths.
I feel so large. Size wise, of course. Don't tell me I'm not because you've never seen me.
Gosh, goodbye self esteem. I hope you enjoy yourself in your new home, the drain.

It's not hard to dream- you'll always be my Konstantine.
They'll never hurt you like I do.

This is not a cry for help.

2006-05-23T18:20:00.000+08:00

I am in love. With many things, but I shall list some down.

Pencil skirts.

These pair of T.U.K Mary Janes.

These pair of Creepers.

Patricia and Kamilla.

Furbies.

Okay everyone, shut up.

2006-05-22T20:43:00.000+08:00

I'm drained but aching for more.

2006-05-21T03:21:00.000+08:00

I'm fucking moping.
Everyone should at least visit MeetYourMeat.

Today I will talk about.. Meat.
So, meat's required in order to have a healthy diet, right? Proteins, blah blah blah.

But do you know what you're eating?
Sure, you might look at a plate of chicken rice and think, "What the Hell is Anthea trying to say? It's only chicken!"
WRONG.
The chicken you're putting into your mouth has been fed with a large amount of drugs, containing hormones, with only one purpose: To speed up the process of growth, and these drugs also alter the animal so much so that it produces more of what it usually does.

Example: Drugged chickens = more eggs quickly. Drugged cow = more milk quickly.

It's exactly like feeding it to a newborn baby, and in weeks the baby turns into an adult, and starts producing litres of milk, and starts laying eggs.

Then, what about Magnolia (etc, all stupid milk brands), your lovely wonderful dairy milk? Please don't think that cows live in a 5-star ~~hotel~~ farm. They do not. They live in extremely cramped conditions. Male cows get their sexual organs horribly snipped off, and their horns yanked out. All of these done without any painkillers. Just imagine how painful it is.

And, I'm sure you all know that a human female has to be pregnant before she can secrete milk? It's the same with cows. So the cows get pregnant, plugged up to an uncomfortable machine, and they get sucked off all day. All the poor cow does is stand and get sucked by a strange equipment.

And when the baby's born, it gets separated from it's mother. This act, by the way, causes both the mother cow and the baby cow alot of stress.

Well then, do you want to know what happens to the baby cow?
The baby cow gets locked in an extremely small cage, so that it has no way to move, no way to exercise its muscles.
It becomes veal.
If you don't know what veal is, ask your parents. If they don't know.. It's basically BABY COW. But it's given a "nicer" name. I mean, just imagine sitting at a restaurant and suddenly you see this sentence on the menu that says "Sweet and sour baby cow". You wouldn't want to eat that, would you? Of course not. So, smart humans changed it, and in the end idiotic humans look at the menu and say, "Oh wow, veal! I don't know what the hell that is but I'll eat it anyway!"

Pigs are no better either.
They get locked in, once again.. Cramped spaces. The only fresh air they breathe is when they're on their way to the slaughterhouse.
And again, because farmers simply have no patience, the pigs are fed with the same kind of drug that's been fed to the chicken, to make them grow quickly.
Many become ill but yet they are not killed, because as long as they're alive and breathing they still can be food.
The extremely ill pigs, with no hope of recovery get shot. Just like that.

If I were given the chance, I'd free all the animals.
We may be at the top of the food chain but this doesn't mean we have to be so cruel.

Every time you sit down to eat, make a choice.
Oh, and I fucking hate hypocrites who say they want to go vegetarian, then right after have a bite of meat and say, "Oh no, I can't do it, my will is weak!"
Stupid, stupid, stupid.

2006-05-19T22:42:00.000+08:00

Dear Peggy:
Happy birthday! Today you are the huge 15. I'm glad I've been your friend for three years. And more years to come? Even though sometimes you are such a kuku, you know deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep down in my heart I'll always love you!
Notice that there's 15 of the word deep.
Enjoy your life! And, I'm glad you never got swayed. Even though sometimes you show signs of swaying, but I'm glad you don't. And you know I'll always be here to catch you when you fall off a cliff!
Love, Anthea.

2006-05-18T18:46:00.000+08:00

..Life today. Is down at the dumps.

And when he said, "This song is about a girl in a box," it sent shivers when through my spine. Really, it did. Still upset that I missed the whole performance.
But they're gone now, it's been months since they've left.
The first thing that made me fall in love with them was their lyrics, how I could connect through them. They were God to me.

I am in a buried kennel
I have never felt so final
Someone find me please, losing all reserve

HANDSONMYFACEOVERBEARINGICAN'TGETOUT

__________

- Tagged victim have to come up with 8 4 different points of his/her perfect lover.
- Mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.
- Tag 8 4 victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.
- If you are tagged the second time, there's no need to do this again.

~~Eight~~ Four qualities:
1- Pale: Tan may be my last name but tan sure isn't in my game. (Failed attempt to rhyme)
2- Smart: Uh-huh.
3- Not pushy: I don't like pushy people.
4- Down-to-Earth/Not romantic: I cannot tolerate mushy words.. Ew.

Tagged:
Peggy.
Harry-ette.
Aisyah.
Sean.

2006-05-17T00:21:00.000+08:00

Everyone has a birthday wishlist. So, I'll hop onto the bandwagon.
Here goes nothing.

Wishlist:

H.I.M full-color 24-page hardcover book & CD (36$ at Heeren's HMV)

H.I.M Dark Light Album (Heeren's HMV)

H.I.M And Love Said No album (Heeren's HMV)

H.I.M Belt buckle (Location unknown, damn!)

Thigh-high striped socks in every color (12$ each at Takashimaya)

H.I.M Heartagram band tee (12$ at Peninsula Plaza)

Nintendo DS (250$)

Furby (30-60$, can be found anywhere)

PVC Steel-boned Corset (109$ at Tangs, Level 2: Xotic)

Sewing machine (400$)

Nikon D70 (1980$)

Damn, I sound greedy, but really, who isn't?
I REALLY WANT THE LIMITED EDITION H.I.M CD BUT I DON'T THINK IT'S THERE ANYMORE. It looks like this!

___________________

My results are horrible.
I've screwed almost everything over, except for Art.. I got a 777.
I'm very disappointed with my Mathematics, but half of me is already used to failing. But still, I gave that paper my all with hopes that I might pass. Even a borderline pass would make me happy.
Nevertheless I shall not lose hope! ..Right. Well, I'll try not to.
Everyone knows failure is the path to success, but uh.. I've failed too many times.
One day, I'll ~~burst from my cocoon and become a beautiful butterfly~~ pass Maths.

Thinking about it, it's funny how a bunch of numbers on what used to be a tree (paper), can change our moods, and determine where we proceed down from this pathway in life.

My results are a heartbreak from Hell, but as always, I'll find solace in this chaos somehow.
I will. I always do.

So.. At the Aquamarine official site, if you click the B.F.F Tribute page, and scroll all the way down, among all those insignificant names, this can be seen:

Love you, Cereal.
Best Friends Forever.

2006-05-15T23:58:00.000+08:00

I went on a deleting spree.
A whole lot, and I mean a whole lot got cut. I know it's not very nice, don't tell me that.
But I weighed the pros and cons of each person before I deleted, does that make things any better?

Fuck school, fuck social "etiquette", fuck the social ladder, fuck money, fuck sociable people, fuck society, fuck everyone.
No, no, darling, fuck your pretty face because it's going to Hell.
Maybe all this fucking can help tune society's peabrain and change the way everyone looks at things.

So, I'm a broken anti-social (not anti-Christ, please, you fuckers) gay hermit crab forever stuck in this shell, what else is new?
I wish I could eat your cancer.

P.S: Amanda Banana, I love you so much. You cheer me up even with your little short words you say, I know they're true. I trust you a whole lot, more than I've ever trusted anyone. Psst I love you!
I don't know how to express my thanks to you, just for being there, but well this is the least I could do.
Sheesh this sounds like I am a fucking lesbian, but I love you, no matter how many times I say this in different languages I know it'll still be the same. Just by being there for me I feel so much better. I would never trade anyone and anything for you, thank you for being my friend. Oh and, thank you for the hairband. It's sitting on my head now.

I love you, thank you for being there for me. I'm glad we're friends!

2006-05-14T23:37:00.000+08:00

So to keep myself from terminating myself, I'll list a things that I die-die must do before I.. Die.

Body Modifications:

Septum

Nostril

Cheeks

Double labrets

Vertical sternum

Double clavicles

5/8" lobes

Other random shit:

Actual dreadlocks

Bihawk

Pass Math

Nikon D70

2006-05-13T22:36:00.000+08:00

Well you won't believe what I'm buying.
... Guess?

A black wig with a whole lot of purple streaks.
AHAHAHHAHAHA I'M HILARIOUS.
Seriously, I am.
I'M SERIOUS. I'm going to dread half the wig and give it an a-line.
Since my stupid hair won't grow.

Well I was talking to Peggy about going to Taylor's College, and.. We went crazy, as usual.
peggy: HELLO ANTHEA?
peggy: YOU GO THERE TO STUDY.
peggy: OMG.
peggy: knock.

2006-05-12T23:47:00.000+08:00

Went to Brash Basah to buy stuff for the art exam. I hope I pass, because I spent $36.10 on everything. Well not me, but my dad.

I JUST HAD A GOOD IDEA FOR MY ART EXAM SO I'LL BLOG TOMORROW OR SOMETHING WITH PICTURES OKAY GOODBYE I LOVE EVERYONE

2006-05-11T23:16:00.000+08:00

Hi, I'm spoiling your eyes with my horrible picture.
I realized that I've odd-sized features. Shut up shut up you aren't perfect either.

To forget a friend is sad.
Not everyone has had a friend.
And, if I forget him, I may become like grown-ups who are no longer interested in anything but figures.

- The Little Prince

A very true statement.
No matter how long we exist, we have our memories. Points in time which time itself cannot erase. Suffering may distort my backward glances, but even to suffering, some memories will yield nothing of ther beauty or their splendor. Rather they remain as hard as gems.

Chemistry in a few hours.
God bless.

2006-05-11T20:47:00.000+08:00

Have to trust; it will be all right
Have to stand up to be stronger

I believe I've flunked my Chemistry paper. This sucks, well it was mostly my fault for not studying, but what's done cannot be undone.

Thank you Grace, for plugging my photographs. I love you! ♥
And yes, in return, check out Grace's photography here! :D

I am, once again in love with Within Temptation.
Shush.

I can't say goodbye.

2006-05-10T12:23:00.000+08:00

You know, when you're in trouble people claim that they "care for you", when they actually don't, and it's pretty obvious. I mean, why would they? People are selfish by default and they only care about themselves, not others. Only when they want credit and affection, they'll put on their mask and act like they're really concerned.
They only say that just to make them feel good, and to make the person in distress feel better.

Which doesn't work, in my case. Go ahead and tell me whatever you want, how you love me, how you'll care for me, and even try to help solve my problems, my view stays the same as I can see from your every inch of action that you don't care, at all.

People take things for granted.
And the person probably doesn't know who I'm referring to either, OOPS!
Whatever, that shows how dense you are.

I've been told that I don't have any real friends. Well.. I can't say it's a hundred percent true, only fifty-fifty.

2006-05-08T15:43:00.000+08:00

It's all in the eyes, the reckless way.
We dream to die.

Our past is our future, the present lies. Somewhere between our hearts and minds-- for those with no future, we'll touch hands on the street, smile and keep moving on towards the heat.

So keep this a secret, our lot in life, they are elephants, we are mice. We'll walk this earth, somnambulant kin, with broken hearts that cannot mend. Losers first and second men, we'll do our best to blend in. You could reach out for my hand, and I, yours. Deliver water to soothe the burn, we'll drink our tears and thirst for more. It's our lot in life.

They are elephants, we are mice.
So keep this a secret, keep this a secret: we are mice.

I told them; all the ones I love, I'm leaving and I may not return. See, lately I've been overcome-- a feeling I fear has just begun. Never really knowing how it feels to be alive. Through mountains and over seas, through misery and disease. A spectator I played my part, but nothing could move this heart, until I held the boy's hand, the little one spoke like a man. He showed me death, and said: This is how you know you're alive, a kingfisher in flight, you'll rise above the sea of doubts, into a world full of clouds.. Alive.

And click here, Aaliyah talking about death. I watched this once on the big black box, it hurt to know that she died days after this was played.

Haha, Aisyah wrote about wanting to faint in front of Mister Foreigner, so I told her I'd whack her on the head with a bat, and after I did, Mister Foreigner would whack me, and then Aisyah and I would be lying side by side in the hospital, for the reasons stated above.
Now here's the funny part:
Aisyah will wake up and whack Mister Foreigner, causing him to be hospitalized. And then Mister Foreigner Two would whack Aisyah, because she whacked his best friend, Mister foreigner one.
So in the end, the three of us would end up warded side by side. Quote Aisyah, "A perfect epic love story!

Now, If you don't find that funny.. I'll.. Do.. Something. Right.

2006-05-07T12:11:00.000+08:00

And to this day, I nurse the fever that spoiled my poor heart. And I've mastered the art of dealing, slipping away without falling apart.

So when this summer, you call; maybe, and ask how I've been.. I can be honest and answer plainly, "Since ~~November~~ May, it's been raining".

It's like the clock is pacing, the break of dawn and our hearts are racing.
Move on, move on. No, there's nothing changing, don't undermine my new resolution just to find a different light; a new direction.
Move on move on, now the record's skipping.

You didn't say the words I would have said. You couldn't help the doubt that filled your head. It's just an ordinary try, we learn to live, we live to die. Just accept and don't ask why.

My lips the form a crooked smile, giving a sign of no reply, and when you wake up freezing in a room dark and empty.. I'm not what you write in your books, you know, I'm nothing like a song.

And will you answer me? I already know, I asked you to answer but I already know, and can you come back home? You already know-- You don't ask because you already know.

It's an unfamiliar song, you said you'd like to sing along, but you couldn't change the key.
I can't sing, it doesn't suit me.

When I wake up freezing, but know half believing, it was this I feared, because it's not just the words that you whispered in my ear.. And will you answer me; I already know. I asked you to answer, but I already know, and can you come back home?

You already know, you don't ask, because you already know.. Will you come back home?

2006-05-06T01:51:00.000+08:00

It is quite impossible for me to sleep tonight for my mind is heavy with regret, sorrow and anxiety.
An anonymous once said, "There are many things in life that causes regret".
Though I agreed with the sentence but yet I thought of it to be an insignificant matter, something I wouldn't waste my precious time thinking about it.

Just like when you have biscuits.
You enjoy the biscuits.
But you don't love the biscuits, until one day you open you cupboard and realize you have no more biscuits left.
You get upset, you want more biscuits, but unfortunately the man who makes the biscuits passed away tragically in a freak drunk-driving accident.

After hearing the news you are hit with the horrible, unpredictable news that there are no more biscuits left, no more biscuits forever.
That's how I feel, exactly how I feel. I dropped the biscuit on the floor and I just.. Forgot about it, leaving it to collect dust in a corner.
And well, a bird who was happening to pass by, spotted the biscuit, took it and flew away with it.

Everyone has flaws, I know my flaws but somehow I can't fix myself.

I'm like an untuned and unpolished guitar. When you strum it (or me), the sound produced is so raw and unappealing that you just have to walk a mile away from the guitar.

And no, the reason of all of my worries are not because of the exams, but.. Well let's just say it's linked with my almost non-existant life.

I'm also like a drunk driver, recklessly speeding through roads and swerving about like a mad, drunk man. Which in this case, I am.
Reckless and impulsive.
Watch me go, I probably won't stop until I hit someone or run over a bunny.

And in this case, I have run down many people, a newest victim today.
Who knows if that victim actually felt my tires run it over, but hey, I felt it so that's all that matters.
Again, apologies won't work. If it would we wouldn't have such things called Court, Policemen, and Lawyers.
Lawyers are kind of like a representative, to help you apologise to the big man with an ugly white wig. In that case, the big man with an ugly white wig is somewhat like God. He'll be the one controlling you-- Whether you live or die.

Perhaps one day I shall look at this entry and laugh.

2006-05-05T01:35:00.000+08:00

Let's talk, and we'll fill the air with imagery that lasts forever. So this is love-- that's a lovely thought, you have to care for it to keep it together.

If you fall will you get up? You're stuck in a dream will you wake up? And if you fell in love, will you hold on to it? And if it's cold, will you stay warm? You drift too far, will you swim towards the shore?

Let's sing, and we'll fill the air with melodies that blend together.
You speak so sweet, with words so delicate; a glass I hope will never shatter.