Nodes of Ranvier

It comes as slightly a shock when I realise Wei Zhe dresses exactly the way I like guys to be dressed. Long sleeve or short, button shirts are nice. I’m leaning closer and closer to the classy gentleman than the sports punk. Joshua was (or is?) a sports punk. Wen Jie is a classy gentleman.

Wei Zhe is an idiot.

I’ve finally handed in my SEP documents. Wanna know what modules I’m taking? =D

I don’t feel like telling.

There were so many things I wanted to say; “were”, coz I don’t remember now.

You know how religious people like to pray for forgiveness? How many do that because they’re remorseful? And how many pray just so they don’t get bad karma? They’re just kidding themselves and massaging their conscience, and that’s not very sincere, is it? I don’t like to pray for forgiveness if I’m not truly repentant. If I did, it may be because I don’t want to be smushed by a giant vampire cockcroant, and I doubt any deity would like some insincere fellow asking them for forgiveness for selfish reasons.

Anyway, I don’t need to appease my conscience. She’s fine with what I do.

I am so going to get horrible karma in the future. I’ve been really lucky all my life and it’s not like I had time to do any good stuff while in diapers so I’m essentially enjoying borrowed luck. I’m not exactly building up a karmically correct portfolio either. Once I use up my good fortune, life is going to suck =(

You see that gray header up there at the top of axeile.wordpress.com? The one with “secretss” in white font. Did you know… that clicking “secretss” will get you to my main page?

I’m just saying. You never know who doesn’t realise little things like that.

Secretss is a lot kinder and friendlier than the human controlling her. My alter-ego is a better person than I am. Too bad she’s only pixels.

My conscience is a she because she’s not Jiminy Cricket.

Secretss is my IGN in every game I play.

What if Jiminy Cricket looked like my cockroant?

What if life had a restart button?

What if instead of procrastinating I actually went to bed? It’s nearing 4am, good night.