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	<pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 04:54:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>The Halloween Stooge</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2011 10:55:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rainie</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I think I&#8217;ve turned into a stooge, because I no longer give a crap about Halloween. For children, Halloween is for dressing up and stuffing your face with candy. But when you&#8217;ve reached an age where copious amounts of sugar is no longer a liable source of blackmail, Halloween becomes a sad excuse for everyone [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[I think I&#8217;ve turned into a stooge, because I no longer give a crap about Halloween. For children, Halloween is for dressing up and stuffing your face with candy. But when you&#8217;ve reached an age where copious amounts of sugar is no longer a liable source of blackmail, Halloween becomes a sad excuse for everyone to dress up like sluts and drink alcohol. It&#8217;s a rationalization for incongruent behavior.<br /><br />

An example would be this girl at school who was overcome with the need to dress up in a low cut schoolgirl blouse and splatter the front with blood. I mean, who are you supposed to be? A character from a porn movie that has been stabbed in the breasts? There are ingenuity in some Halloween costumes, but most people will sacrifice ingenuity for the sake of looking sexy.<br /><br />

I guess ridiculousness is applicable to every holiday, but Halloween is one of those holidays I&#8217;ve never had a particularly fond affection for.<br /><br />]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Rise and Fall</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 15:02:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rainie</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I started this blog when I was an ignorant preteen, indulging in what I saw as an extremely productive hobby. There used to be a phase when owning a website and graphic designing was the epitome of cool. This was once a thriving virtual community with teenagers that relished in quasi-web designing, but every civilization [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[I started this blog when I was an ignorant preteen, indulging in what I saw as an extremely productive hobby. There used to be a phase when owning a website and graphic designing was the epitome of cool. This was once a thriving virtual community with teenagers that relished in quasi-web designing, but every civilization has its rise and falls and it seems as if this virtual community is slowly meeting its end.<br /><br />

I am sixteen years old right now and the thought of impending adulthood is daunting but inevitable. I refuse to cling on to my less than glorious childhood. Things have invariably changed ever since I found paradise in the form of a metal hunk. I&#8217;ve long felt like neglecting this website and letting it descend into the internet graveyard but there&#8217;s a naggingly sentimental part of me that feels nostalgic for the drive and passion I had for maintaining this humdrum of a website.<br /><br />

Albeit my adamant refusal in letting this website die a gory internet death, I think it&#8217;s time to mark the onset of a new era and branch out into other things. I will continue to maintain this website, only it will probably reincarnate into something a little different. Change won&#8217;t happen that quickly considering my dispassion for anything remotely internet-related but it will happen (hopefully).<br /><br />]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Oysters and Octopuses</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2011 06:12:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rainie</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Ever since I stopped documenting every mundane thing about my life on the internet (aka tweets about me going to the toilet and successfully evacuating my bowels), I&#8217;ve weaned off on blogging. It&#8217;s been an incredibly depressing year in the personal life department, but I&#8217;m going to do an obligatory rehash of &#8216;important&#8217; life moments [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Ever since I stopped documenting every mundane thing about my life on the internet (aka tweets about me going to the toilet and successfully evacuating my bowels), I&#8217;ve weaned off on blogging. It&#8217;s been an incredibly depressing year in the personal life department, but I&#8217;m going to do an obligatory rehash of &#8216;important&#8217; life moments like they do on reality TV, because god knows my life is like an episode of MTV&#8217;s True Life.<br /><br />

After five years of incessant pleading, I finally have a dog. He is a seven month bischon frise, a breed that no one seems to have heard of so let&#8217;s just say that he&#8217;s a fluffy white dog with the likeness of a maltese/poodle. He&#8217;s pretty awesome, despite the fact that he enjoys eating his own feces. I&#8217;ve been getting a lot of feces infused dog saliva facials so that&#8217;s great.<br /><br />

I went to Europe over the summer. This involved a lot of walking and gaping at the impressively grand monuments towering my head. I think I&#8217;ve fallen in love with Europe, as with every lovestruck adolescent with dreams of eating croissants at a Parisian cafe, drinking hot chocolate and marveling at the Eiffel tower. I managed to visit Venice, Paris and London, so it was triple the romanticism. I probably enjoyed London the most because French and Italian are not my forte, albeit the French lessons imposed on me as a 5 year old. I felt thoroughly at home in London, as I&#8217;ve always considered myself pseudo British citizen (hey, I have a British passport!). The streetlights, buses and road signs were reminisce of Hong Kong&#8217;s because most of our wares were purchased from Britain. Even the Tube felt like a cramped up version of Hong Kong&#8217;s MTR. Apparently Londoners have this thing called an Oyster card for transiting around the Tube and the one for our MTR is called an Octopus. Oyster and Octopus, get it? I don&#8217;t know why everyone has an affinity for naming things after seafood.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Walk Walk Fashion Baby</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2011 12:26:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rainie</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I sometimes wonder why I keep a blog because my days mostly consist of me walking around the house looking for my pants and scavenging the snacks cupboard for leftover Cheetos. It&#8217;s not my fault I&#8217;m a social pariah.

The only time I&#8217;ve left my house to do anything semi-productive was to attend a Fashion Show [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[I sometimes wonder why I keep a blog because my days mostly consist of me walking around the house looking for my pants and scavenging the snacks cupboard for leftover Cheetos. It&#8217;s not my fault I&#8217;m a social pariah.<br /><br />

The only time I&#8217;ve left my house to do anything semi-productive was to attend a Fashion Show because my mom insists I follow in her footsteps and become the next Alexander McQueen (minus the suicide part).<br /><br />

I&#8217;ve never had much inclination towards fashion because shopping for clothes literally makes me fall asleep. It&#8217;s like there are sleeping pheromones hidden in the fabric or something that makes me want to slip into a coma. <br /><br />

Even though I don&#8217;t care much for fashion, the fashion show I watched today was not bad. I can&#8217;t say that I have been to many fashion shows (two to be precise) so I&#8217;m not an expert at watching models strut down the runway with falsified gusto and ferocity. All I can say is that it was artsy and theatrical, much like Alexander McQueen and Hussein Chalayan&#8217;s works. The &#8216;art&#8217; side to the clothes dominated the fashion/clothing side, which made it much more interesting to watch.<br /><br />

The socializing part was a yawn fest, though. I don&#8217;t know why adults insist on petty small talk. The superficiality of acting nice in a &#8216;false&#8217; fashion has never been my forte. As an insignificant teenager, I&#8217;m more likely to say &#8220;OMG U SUK TALK TO MY HAND!&#8221; in the person&#8217;s face if I think he or she is a fascist moron, because I don&#8217;t have much qualms about the implications on my work relationships.<br /><br />

I guess I need to start working on my &#8220;Hellooo dahling let&#8217;s have some tea!&#8221; face if I want to make it in the 21st century.<br /><br />]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Lose Phone, Get iPhone 4</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2011 10:14:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rainie</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[My mom is notorious for losing cell phones. Over the past 10 years, she has lost over 20 cell phones, either by &#8216;accidentally&#8217; dropping them somewhere or by falling victim to pickpockets.

This month, she has lost her phone 3 times. The first time, she dropped it on the subway. The second time, she dropped a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[My mom is notorious for losing cell phones. Over the past 10 years, she has lost over 20 cell phones, either by &#8216;accidentally&#8217; dropping them somewhere or by falling victim to pickpockets.<br /><br />

This month, she has lost her phone 3 times. The first time, she dropped it on the subway. The second time, she dropped a new phone in a taxi but the phone was later found by a passenger on the taxi, who was kind enough to call my dad and tell him he had my mom&#8217;s phone. So my dad had to go find the guy, get the phone back and pay him 100 dollars for being a nice person.<br /><br />

But it was all a negative investment because my mom lost that phone AGAIN. This time, it was stolen by someone. I don&#8217;t know why my mom is so prone to pick pockets. Maybe because she has a sign on her forehead that says &#8220;STEAL MY PHONE&#8221; or something.<br /><br />

So after losing the phone, getting the phone back and losing the phone again, my dad decides to buy her an iPhone 4. I have no idea why - maybe he just wants to test out the &#8216;Find my iPhone&#8217; app for when my mom loses it. I think Steve Jobs was inspired by my mom when he created that app.<br /><br />

But the moral of this story is: lose your phone 3 times in a month: get an iPhone 4.<br /><br />]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Humping Dogs and Justin Bieber</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2011 04:04:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lately, there&#8217;s been a plethora of sexually perverse sounds circulating around the neighborhood. My neighbours have recently purchased a new dog to accompany their old one. The previous dog was a male and the new one is female. And I&#8217;m sure you all know what happens when males and females get together.

Their dogs have been [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Lately, there&#8217;s been a plethora of sexually perverse sounds circulating around the neighborhood. My neighbours have recently purchased a new dog to accompany their old one. The previous dog was a male and the new one is female. And I&#8217;m sure you all know what happens when males and females get together.<br /><br />

Their dogs have been mating non-stop over the past few weeks. Every morning, I&#8217;ve been subjected to their moans and groans of passion. Like this morning, I was eating breakfast when the dogs started making explicit sex noises and it was deeply disturbing to eat breakfast to the sound of mating dogs. Sure, it&#8217;s natural. But do they have to do it every hour of every day? Do their genitals not exhaust themselves? Do they not get tired from constant humping? I can&#8217;t even walk around the house without hearing dogs doing it.<br /><br />

In addition to oversexed dogs, a bunch of people have been throwing carnivals down at the football field at 6 am in the morning and they&#8217;ve been blasting generic pop songs at the loudest volume setting known to man.<br /><br />

This morning, they set up a carnival at the football field. It was six o&#8217;clock in the morning so I was still sleeping in a pile of my own drool, when they started blasting Justin Bieber&#8217;s Baby over and over again on the speakerphones. You could imagine what a nightmare this was, having your sleep interrupted by the girly voice of Justin Bieber going BABY BABY BABY OHHHHHH!<br /><br />

When you hear the phrase BABY BABY BABY OHHHHH being screamed repeatedly at you at six in morning, it just feels wildly inappropriate. Especially when it hails in the form of Justin Bieber.<br /><br />

I did not get any sleep last night because the dogs were mating like there was no tomorrow and when I finally nodded off, Justin Bieber started going BABY BABY BABY OHHHH!<br /><br />

Hopefully, the dogs will eventually grow tired of mating because if this continues to go on, I&#8217;m going to be sleep deprived and scarred for life.<br /><br />]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sixteen Candles + Happy Holidays</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Dec 2010 15:28:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rainie</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[As you may or may not have gathered from the title, I turned 16 about a week ago. I can&#8217;t fathom myself being a 16 year old because I feel like I haven&#8217;t even mastered being a proper teenager. The fact that I will soon be entering a new phase in life daunts me. In [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[As you may or may not have gathered from the title, I turned 16 about a week ago. I can&#8217;t fathom myself being a 16 year old because I feel like I haven&#8217;t even mastered being a proper teenager. The fact that I will soon be entering a new phase in life daunts me. In the past, growing older may have meant birthday parties and presents but growing older takes on a greater meaning now. Birthdays have become something to fear rather than something to look forward to because the thought of impending adulthood = panic.<br /><br />

Asides from my birthday, December also yields many other celebratory events like Christmas and New Years. Christmas has always been an important holiday for me because I was born in December and whenever Christmas drew near, it meant presents, parties and holiday cheer. As you grow older, the magic of the holidays begin to disappear but Christmas will always be the sole holiday I freakishly obsess about. So, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone! Here&#8217;s a Christmas card/graphic I made in order to commemorate the holidays.<br /><br />

<center><img src="/images/christmas.png"></center><br /><br />

We didn&#8217;t do anything particularly special for the holidays. On Christmas eve, we went to watch TRON: Legacy in 4D. It wasn&#8217;t as good as I expected it to be, mainly because the 3D glasses made everything so dark I could hardly make out the actor&#8217;s faces. The dimness made it difficult to feast on the movie&#8217;s visual extravagance.<br /><br />

After watching TRON, we went to a Christian church for a mass/concert. It was funny because no one in my family is Christian. We were invited by one of my mom&#8217;s friends so we ended up experiencing the more religious side to Christmas.<br /><br />

On Christmas day, we went shopping and had dinner with relatives. I even made gingerbread cookies, which ended up tasting kind of gross, no offense to myself.<br /><br />

Then on Boxing Day, we opened presents and had a Christmas movie marathon. Although the word &#8216;marathon&#8217; would be an understatement considering how we only managed to get through 2 movies.<br /><br />

All in all, it was a pretty good Christmas so hope everyone had a great Christmas as well and enjoy the rest of your holidays!<br /><br />]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Back from Planet Awesome</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Nov 2010 15:06:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rainie</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been neglecting this lately because I&#8217;ve been busy, you know, applying myself academically. I will be having exams soon and I feel obligated to work harder than usual. I didn&#8217;t exactly slack off in the past but I&#8217;m just putting in more effort than I normally would because I don&#8217;t want to fail at [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been neglecting this lately because I&#8217;ve been busy, you know, applying myself academically. I will be having exams soon and I feel obligated to work harder than usual. I didn&#8217;t exactly slack off in the past but I&#8217;m just putting in more effort than I normally would because I don&#8217;t want to fail at life.<br /><br />

Things have also been hectic around here these past few weeks because we just got a new domestic helper, and yes that&#8217;s a less fancy way of saying maid but it&#8217;s not the kind of maid that wears a maid uniform and struts around a mansion dusting stuff with a yellow duster. You don&#8217;t have to be Bill Gates or the Queen of England to hire a domestic helper. There are tons of households in Hong Kong that employ domestic helpers because it&#8217;s cheap and people here are too lazy to clean their own dishes.<br /><br />

My parents, who are total slave drivers when it comes to helpers, drive out every decent helper we&#8217;ve had. I remember when my dad discovered a single strand of hair on his bathroom floor. He was all like &#8220;HEY WHY IS THERE A SINGLE STRAND OF HAIR ON MY BATHROOM FLOOR? HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO PEE UNDER THESE CONDITIONS!!!&#8221; I think we&#8217;ve had over 10 helpers in the past 8 years. If they weren&#8217;t fired, they fled back to their home country because working for us is just freaky like that.<br /><br />

I&#8217;m still trying to adjust to the new helper because a new helper is like having a new member in your family. While helpers are helpful, it&#8217;s a total invasion of privacy. Like the other day, I was doing serious business in the bathroom when she just marched in and tried to shove a bunch of towels at me while going &#8220;Here is towels, take the towels. I just clean, they fresh from washing machine.&#8221; I&#8217;m just like, uhhhhh I&#8217;m kinda busy here so can you come back when I&#8217;m not sitting on the toilet?<br /><br />

But in all seriousness, I&#8217;ve been trying to deal with school and other melodrama in my life. Sometimes I feel like my life is an Asian soap opera, minus the part with the guy with the coma who wakes up and forgets everything. So if you find me disappearing, it&#8217;s not because I fell into a coma and forgot to tell the internet about it, but because I need to deal with stuff I have going on in real life. Hopefully, once everything&#8217;s sorted out, I&#8217;ll start blogging more frequently.<br /><br />]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>High Expectations Chinese Teacher</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Aug 2010 13:04:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rainie</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[As you all know, my Chinese teacher is a bit of a raving dictator on steroids. On the first day of school, she started going on about how anything below an A- is unacceptable and if you get anything less, you will have to spend your lunchtimes with her. Everyone started freaking out because who [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[As you all know, my Chinese teacher is a bit of a <a href="http://memorylast.net/the-chinese-teacher/">raving dictator on steroids</a>. On the first day of school, she started going on about how anything below an A- is unacceptable and if you get anything less, you will have to spend your lunchtimes with her. Everyone started freaking out because who wants to spend their lunch being berated by someone whose nostrils flare to the size of windpipes every time she shouts?<br /><br />

It was enough listening to her rant on and on about getting nothing less than an &#8216;A&#8217; on our exams, but we had to sit there in the freezing cold while she was doing it. I don&#8217;t know if the Chinese teacher was raised by polar bears in the Antarctic or whatever because she&#8217;s always turning the air-con on to a temperature I&#8217;d like to call &#8220;So high you can&#8217;t feel your fingers and you think you&#8217;re going to get frost bite&#8221;.<br /><br />

One of the girls mustered up the courage to tell her that it was too cold and asked her whether she could turn the air-con off. Then the Chinese teacher shouted, &#8220;IT IS NOT TOO COLD, YOU GUYS ARE TALKING TOO MUCH IT IS MAKING ME HOT!&#8221;<br /><br />

<center><img src="/images/chiteach6.png"></center><br />

I have no idea why our talking made her hot, it&#8217;s not like anyone said anything sensual. But nevertheless, she refused to turn the air-con off so we all had to sit there in the freezing cold for an hour while she kept yapping on about how we all &#8220;NEEDED TO GET AN A+ OR WE FAIL&#8221;.<br /><br />

<center><img src="/images/chiteach3.png"></center><br />

What is up with Asian teachers and their high expectations?<br /><br />]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Incept Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2010 14:42:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rainie</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[School is starting tomorrow. I&#8217;m kind of in denial right now because I have an extreme aversion to anything related to school. I&#8217;ve been freaking out ever since I came to the realization that school would be starting on August the 20th. And by &#8216;freak out&#8217;, I don&#8217;t mean I&#8217;ve been running screaming &#8220;NOO SCHOOL [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[School is starting tomorrow. I&#8217;m kind of in denial right now because I have an extreme aversion to anything related to school. I&#8217;ve been freaking out ever since I came to the realization that school would be starting on August the 20th. And by &#8216;freak out&#8217;, I don&#8217;t mean I&#8217;ve been running screaming &#8220;NOO SCHOOL IS STARTING MY LIFE IS OVER!&#8221;. I&#8217;ve just been stuck in this phase I&#8217;d like call &#8216;whatever mode&#8217; where I&#8217;m all like whatevezzz it&#8217;s cool but inside, I&#8217;m like omgomgomg I&#8217;m going to quit school, just screw the educational system because I&#8217;m going to become a nun.<br /><br />

I&#8217;ve been spending my final week as a free human doing very enlightening things such as:<br /><br />

1) Having &#8216;How I Met Your Mother&#8217; marathons<br />
2) Eating&#8230;food<br />
3) Ringing the doorbell really loudly to get the neighbour&#8217;s dog to bark<br />
4) Contemplating eating the neighbour&#8217;s dog because he looks like a wad of cotton candy<br />
5) Having Harry Potter wand duels with my dad using our iPhones<br /><br />

Plus today, I watched &#8216;Inception&#8217; in the theaters and it was pretty amazing. I thought I was going to get really confused as most Christopher Nolan movies tend to have that effect on me but it was surprisingly confusion-free for most parts. The movie really gets you thinking about what&#8217;s real and what&#8217;s not. I mean, for all we know, we could be living in a dream. At the end of the movie, I was like WHERE AM I? WHAT IS THIS? AM I DREAMING ABOUT DREAMING ABOUT WATCHING INCEPTION OR AM I REALLY WATCHING INCEPTION OR IS THIS MOVIE A DREAM WHERE IM DREAMING ABOUT BEING IN THE CINEMA DREAMING ABOUT WATCHING A MOVIE WHERE PEOPLE GO INTO PEOPLES DREAMS.<br /><br />

Even before watching &#8216;Inception&#8217;, I&#8217;ve had thoughts of whether I might be living in a dream. There was this once when I had the idea that I might actually be in a coma and I&#8217;m living in a dream that I&#8217;m having while in a comatose state. So one day I&#8217;ll wake up and years have gone by and there&#8217;s this big chunk of my life that never existed.<br /><br />

So anyway I&#8217;m going to go to sleep now because it&#8217;s Doomsday aka First Day of School tomorrow. Hopefully, when I go to bed, I&#8217;ll either wake up to a better reality or be trapped in a dream where everything is really awesome.<br /><br />]]></content:encoded>
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