gay = happy

im so sleepy and bored that i need to write something.

i still have some final dissertation stuff to tie the knots on, so here i am...in school.
the past few days were pretty fun: watched constantine, almost sang karaoke, watched the chinGAY parade, went to Taman Perling for a seafood dinner and basically sleeping. i love my life.

but it's not wat is happening that is gripping me in fear. just last night, i saw an email on another idiotic way to "grade" us. the Integrated Project. arses to my faculty. many of u ask me:" hey kenny, what are u studying ah?" i answer:" building." then a stupid blank look on both our faces..before i proceed to explain what in the world i am actually studying. and seriously, i also dunno wat the hell im saying sometimes. i only know im supposed to go and calculate the costs of constructing a building. (yup, so when i tell u im studying building, it doesn't mean i go around looking at buildings.) the rest of the stuff we are learning are pretty much general stuff. anybody who reads the papers will have the same amount of knowledge as me. and i get a degree for that. with honours. snort snort.

i supposed many have read about frerin's ramblings on the education system in singapore. the gist: it sucks. for me: i dun really care now at this stage of my life. im only waiting to be released into the dog eat dog world of the working world. i wonder: what's so dog-eat-dog about the working world? it's more rat eat rat. ok. i dun know what the hell im talking about. so let's switch to another topic.

ever thought of how gayish our chinGAY parade is? people wearing gayishly colourful and body hugging suits, dancing along the road like some kind of goondu. talking about colours, i chatted a little with my brother on MSN this morning. he's studying music in the States and was telling me about the topics that musicians talk about in their free time. an example, i gathered, would go something like this:

vanwaquelle: what do u think of this note/ tone/ sound/ watever?

his friend: i feel a sense of hollowness in this tone/note/sound/watever, giving me a sense of liberation from the organic senses of this mundane world...

vanwaquelle: yes, the colours of this tone/ note/sound/watever should be a brown, warm, hollow yet enriching....

people get sent to the mental institution for talking in this way. but i guess artists, musicians, philosophers dun care. perhaps they feel a sensory pleasure by just listening to a note, looking at a scene, pondering over life and try to express themselves in ways people like me would not ever comprehend. haha..yeah right.

back to chinGAY, i was wondering how much the people's association spend every year to make new costumes and suits every year. i mean, they have to do the national day parade as well as other events i would probably not ever waste my time on. i started to think that they recycle their costumes. i really dun think that they buy new costumes every year. i will not donate to any charity anymore if they do that.

so each year, they stuff the smelly and sweaty costume in some dark and dank room in the PA's headquarters before they are needed again. then, the incoming fella would have to use 5 litres of Dynamo before the smell comes off. sad fella. dats for doing his bit for singapore tourism.

the only thing impressive in the GAY parade is the fireworks. in such a confined area, it's amazing how loud the stuff can be. and no, i wasn't hoping some fireworks fired into the crowd.

instead, i ws feeling gayishly gay.