Exams are over, Xmas is coming! :)

Yay! its the hols! and im counting down the days till london and working flat out to complete the set for "bedroom farce" in time. - ive about 2 weeks to put up a full set. heh. "stressss eh?"

Bedroom Farce is this play that im putting up with some of my friends on the 12 - 14th of January 2007. Its a comedy by Alan Acykbourn. Tickets going for $20/25 for students and $20/30 for adults.

7.30pm in the evening at the Singapore Dance Repository Theatre.

It should be quite a good evening out - so DO contact me for tickets! :)

Some incredibly annoying questions:

Here we go:

1) How do you prove that you're sane? Is there possibly any objective way to conclude that a person is absolutely and consistently sane?

2) How do you know that i see colours the same way as you? maybe my purple is your yellow and vice versa but you've been brought out to think its the same colour (it would be internally consistant wouldn't it?)

3)What do descriptive words mean? How can we be talking about the same thing when we have different mental pictures associated with the same words.
what does this imply about symbolic language?

submit your futile answers! mwuahahahaha *evil grin*

oh what the hell.... heh

White rabbit

today, from the distance i saw him bounding towards me.
"hullo!" said the white rabbit, "you're obsessive compulsive."

"no im not - and you're not real!"

"yes you are... oh suit yourself!" He retorted (as if it was clear as day!) He then twitched his furry little nose and beckoned me to follow him home. we reached shortly after about 40 hops?

slightly out of breath, we stood expectantly at the entrance of his very own rabbit hole. It was a posh european affair complete with lettuce trimmings... i couldn't help but be impressed! "thats a nice place you have mr rabbit!"

My praise was lost as he fixed me with a ferociously deadly stare (as all rabbits can do when they get annoyed!)

"in you go then! hurry hurry! we have no time to lose!"

"wait!" i shouted as he plunged in! "im too big!"
and then he was gone...

alone now, i sat down and cried.

from the distance came a shrill voice:

"oh yes you are"
"oh yes you are"
"oh yes you are"

damnit. im obsessive compulsive.
What the hell is this? too much studying is bad for the brain...
whats worse, i can't even concentrate properly because the OCD keeps me from focusing. I wish i had a credit card and time to plan.