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2009-01-15T07:35:00.000-08:00

Hey guys!

This blog isn't dead yet, it's just that facebook hasn't gotten boring so far.

So yeah, watch my facebook space for a bit!

Tallulah

2008-12-19T22:17:00.000-08:00

Remember when we used to look how the sun sets far away?
And how you said: "This is never over."
I believed your every word and I guess you do it too,
But now you're saying: "Hey, let's think this over."

You take my hand and pull me next to you, so close to you,
I have a feeling you don't have the words.
I found one for you, kiss your cheek, say bye, and walk away
Don't look back 'cause I am crying...

I remember little things, you hardly ever do.
Tell me why?
I don't know why it's over.
I remember shooting stars, the walk we took that night.
I hope your wish came true, mine betrayed me.

You let my hand go, and you fake a smile for me.
I have a feeling you don't know what to do.
I look deep in your eyes, hesitate a while...
Why are you crying?

Tallulah,
It's easier to live alone, than fear the time it's over.
Tallulah,
Find the words, and talk to me,
Oh, Tallulah,
This could be... heaven.

I see you walking hand in hand, with long-haired drummer of the band.
In love with her or so it seems, he's dancing with my beauty queen.
Don't even dare to say you 'hi', still swallowing the goodbye,
But I know the feelings still alive,
Still alive.

(solo guitar)

I lost my patience once, so do you punish me now.
I'll always love you, no matter what you do.
I'll win you back for me if you give me a chance,
But there is one thing you must understand.

Tallulah,
It's easier to live alone, than fear the time it's over.
Tallulah,
Find the words and talk to me,
Oh, Tallulah,
This could be...

Tallulah,
It's easier to live alone, than fear the time it's over.
Tallulah,
Find the words and talk to me,
Oh, Tallulah,
This could be...

Sonata Arctica, a quartet of the best song-writers.

The Prayer of Serenity:

2008-12-09T07:29:00.001-08:00

God, grant me the serenity,

To accept the things I cannot change;

Courage to change the things I can;

And wisdom to know the difference.

Living one day at a time;

Enjoying one moment at a time;

Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;

Taking, as He did, this sinful world,

As it is, not as I would have it;

Trusting that He will make all things right,

If I surrender to His Will;

That I may be reasonably happy in this life,

And supremely happy with Him,

Forever in the next.

Amen.

This came to me by chance when i needed this most, i hope you will find this useful. It's not many people who think i'm spiritual and things, but i stick to God with my heart. I do hope this helps you in times of darkness, as miracles do happen, really.

One already just happened to me.

The Love Box.

2008-12-02T02:29:00.000-08:00

Hey.

It's the holidays, really, it's more like prison sentence than holidays.

Welcome to Camp Green Lake.

No, you don't dig holes here, you just get owned by your mom everyday.

Oh well.

My Electric Red5 is coming in a week or 2!

Oh, and i decided that her name shall be Felicity.

No, not to make ivor jealous over some Felicia Chin.

Here:

n. pl. fe·lic·i·ties:
1.
a. Great happiness; bliss.
b. An instance of great happiness.

2. A cause or source of happiness.

3.
a. An appropriate and pleasing manner or style: felicity of expression.
b. An instance of appropriate and pleasing manner or style.

Yup, Felicity. I think it's a cool name.

Now, to make Ivor jealous (as he always teases me - for goodness sake, stop!):

Yes, yes, ivor, drool.

Haha, don't use too much tissues in your Ivor's Happy Time, save the trees!

Haha.

Enjoy.

Oh, boy, wasn't that good.

One more:

Don't stare at details, vor.

The freaking hills aren't really alive.

2008-11-16T08:17:00.000-08:00

Cause if they were it'll be quite scary.

Like some freaking Bukit Timah Hill chasing the crap out of you.

"You fed the monkey, remember?!" - shouts Bukit Timah.

Oh well.

But then again, i don't think people during Rodger and Hammerstein's time minded hills chasing the lights out of them.

If they did, why would Maria be singing about them?

Haha.

Did you actually realise, that Maria has an orchestra stalking her?

Somehow, wherever she went, the minute she started singing, there was an orchestra backing her vocals.

So, indirectly, i happen to be part of the group of Freaking Stalkers.

Yes, Freaking Stalkers - Notated with a higher case F and S.

When she sand on the hill, there was The Hill Orchestra.

When she sang in the mansion, there was the Mansion Somewhere Random Orchestra.

When she was getting dressed, there was the Maria Is Changing Orchestra.

Ooh.

Guess it's not bad being in the Maria Is Changing Orchestra, eh?

Haha.

Whoops! If it was the original Maria,i think i might have puked.

Oh well.

So much for balaclavas.

Ad: Anyone needing a DJ for a great rave? DJ Soundtolife, bouncing into earth. Winter, 08' (Hopefully).

Yes, in case you didn't know, it doesn't snow in Singapore.

It just freaking rains the s*** out of the sky.

Another ad: Anyone requesting an electric violinist for a rock band? Coming, early Winter, 08'.

Then you can sing: Stop Turn Take A Look Around At All The Lights And Sounds.

Yes?

Haha.

I can't wait for it to arrive.

Ooh.

Hello, sandra (who popped a flashing orange section on my startbar.)

Okay, i think this is where i conclude.

Ta-dah.

Angry (feet).

2008-10-05T03:02:00.000-07:00

A little poem, from Tim Minchin.

Watch it on the big video thingy on my blog.

(The first lyrics/poem pasting on my blog....)

Sometimes I get a bit angry
But you couldn't tell, no you couldn't tell
Unless you looked real closely
Sometimes I get a bit angry
But it's alright, yes it's alright
Cause I keep it out of sight
Inside, deep inside

I breast fed 'till I was nine
(I breast fed 'till I was nine, 'till I was nine)
Which my (quack) Doctor says is fine
And he, also says I deal with anger better
If I wrote about myself in a poem or a letter

My mother was a (stupid bitch) caring lady
She taught me all I know
Although I was a little slow, she never gave up
She never let me (slut) down
Although she spent a lot of time at the neighbors house
When my dad was out of town

I didn't walk 'till I was 7
Or talk 'till I was 10
But neither did Napoleon according to my (quack, fucking) Doctor
Who has certificates in frames to substantiate his (dodgy, fucking) claims

My father left my mother for the love of (poontang) another
And I have a (bastard) brother
Who I've never really known
Because me dad moved up to Queensland
And he doesn't have a (bullshit you fat fuck) telephone

In primary school I had trouble making (ashtrays) friends
An issue which has become somewhat of a trend
The origin of which I can not pretend does not perplex me
Although my (quack fucking) Doctor says it's cool
And that loads of (fat prick, shut up I'm not fat) Kids at school
Have problems with communication
And that of course some medication would be wise
And combined with more honest self expression
Could help me with my issues with emotional repression
And at 180 bucks a session
I think I'll take the (thieving fat bastard) chap's advice
I quite like (porn) photography
And books on (guns) history
And I'd like to be a (politician) vet
And I feel as I get older
I'm more in control of my violent tendencies
And when I die (kill) die
I'll have no regrets

And I feel that all this writing
Is really (poofy) Exciting
And my (quack... quack) Doctor would be proud
Because I feel a lot less angry
And I'm saying stuff out loud
And I'm letting anger out

Like today in our last session
When I taught the (quack) a lesson
'Cause he said I'm not progressing
Said I wasn't moving forward
So I said
"Let's see how you move without your fucking legs"
And I tied him to his chair
And I pulled out my machete
And I listened to him beg
And then I cut his fucking feet off
While he laid there bleeding
I used his feet to kick him in the head

Enjoy. I love this poem.

I'm Blue (ba da dee)

2008-10-02T06:29:00.001-07:00

Hey people, again.

My headache sucks.

Anyway, wonderful job to all those in the blue team - we made a debut in history.

Haha.

Can you imagine us in photographs and stuff on our kid's, kid's Social Studies textbook?

Wow. That would be a big surprise.

But definitely better off than the crap that goes into World History books.

Know why?

(Ask me, ask me!)

Because.....

The topics involve ME.

Haha.

Oh dear, i'm gradually turning into Paulina Wong.

*ahem*ANNE*cough*MARIE*ahem*

Haha.

The world is silent.

Except occassionally, with the mumble through my headphones.

Oh, well.

There isn't much to post about, expecially due to the fact that my head is probably cracking into two pieces.

Oh, oh.

The OMFG 4X400 relay.

Mens, that is.

Vorvor Painful Tan,

Ryan Lin Shou,

Gerahrahrah Lamefish,

and,

Donny (OMG like some rocket or something.)

Haha.

Ok, shit, PAINPAINPAIN.

I'm Alright.

2008-09-27T22:58:00.000-07:00

Hey, again.

So much for NOT being in Sumatra.

I'm disinfecting my computer now.

Taking ages.

But hey! Guess what?

I found (so far):

5,860 files,

Infected (yes, yes),

With Trojan Horse.

"BOOM", i said when i saw that.

No, it's not from porn or anything.

The best part is, it came from my Runescape file.

The rest just came from Frostwire.

Boom.

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Gotta start work, soon.

Oh well.

Better start now, anyway.

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Torture Time.

2008-09-24T09:13:00.000-07:00

Today is dreadful.

Everyone (mostly) is going to Sumatra.

I'm not.

Not because i don't want to, but my mom doesn't allow.

Well, perry isn't interested in going...

I wish i could swap places with him.

Haiz.

Is there a difference between love and care?

Is there a difference between lust and hate?

Is there a difference between revenge and being enemies?

I'm lost.

He's gone, she's gone too.

You're going.

I really hope the next week gives hope to me.

I'm worried i won't get my 10%.

I'm more worried i break down into something i wish not to be.

As My F****** Homework Gently Weeps.

2008-09-15T08:30:00.001-07:00

Hi, again.

Do you guys find my blog too brightly coloured?

I think it's too bright.

Should i change it? I mean, white and blue....

Not good for the depressed state of mind.

Looks sickly too, overly gay.

Like Mika trying to hump a duck.

No, as in a white duck with a beak. Not a human version.

Haiz.

Welcome to my life. Woot.

Before i bore you guys out with boredom, today was sick.

Like, sick.

Started like as if you kicked a rabbit 20 times in the balls.

Ended like you shot the flaming rabbit in the balls.

With a rubber band.

Yahya would know what it feels like.

Oh, oh.

For those who didn't know, i shot him, right in the center of his blazing nutsack with a rubber band sponsored by Ben Chen.

- you pronounce the 'b' in his name as 'stupid-b' -

So, ultimately, his name is pronounced as stupid-b-en chen.

Oh, well. Classic shots aside, debate was quite a wonderful experience.

Thanks those who were listening.

Or was i bloody boring?

Anyway, beats Legion of....

of...

Marianne.

I was going to say Legion of Flaming Angels, but then it would sound too...

Death metal-ish.

Like the growling type.

With the mainly unhearable lyrics.

That are like 3 sentences long.

But make up a 4 minute song or so.

Oh well, i think i infected a few songs today with emotions.

Won't be listening to them in a while.

Other than Lollipop - Mika.

The coolest, most disturbing song in the history of mankind.

Other than Aaron Neville.

I swear, he is disturbing.

Another disturbing thing would be chinese homework.

Did the guy who invented that blasted language really think he died with honour?

I mean, he brought an unstoppable hell into the world.

Like: ROAR, HELL BREAKS FREE WITH CHINESE.

Roar.

I wouldn't go on any further.

Coz i heard 2 people got hospitalized trying to learn the language.

They spoke 3 words each, then one of them jumped out of the window.

The other clapped his hands.

Until they broke.

The Paramedics tried to make him stop clapping, but he couldn't.

It's worse than the Shanti virus.

The one on heroes?

Yeah, today's episode was tragic.

Like, tragic, tragic.

-The disinfecting bit could have been nicer.-

Aah, but then again, national tv.....

Haiz.

Do you think my blog will get suspended for mentioning national tv?

It's ok, i don't think so.

Probably only Ivor will get caught.

Because, if i stood next to him, the police will bash him up because they're intimidated, then they will arrest him.

If i gave Vorvor Painful Tan a flick in the tits,
(some which he aspires to grow big someday)

(which he enjoys giving, only to boys for some reason...)

He will scream, then after the arrest, i'll get an award for bravery of catching a guy *ahem* Questions his sexuality *ahem*, and i will also get...

Erm...

Ice cream and 40 virgins?

I think the virgins replace the need for Ha, ha, ha.

Probably better than Ha, ha, ha anytime.

What was the line? Something to do with ice cream and pleasure?

Oh, you use the ice cream to coat your partner all over (and under), then you lick it all up.

Wouldn't that be awfully sticky?

Oh, but then again, at the climax, i think the result will look the same.

Vanilla creamie on tits....mmm.

It's like sinful, and sinful.

But wouldn't the ice cream make you bloody cold?

It's like putting a naked woman into a freezer of...

Hmm....naked men?

Forget it.

Ok, i think i released quite a fair bit of humour (hopefully you laughed at some point) into today's most depressing post.

Or the wannabe emo post.

"I can have a dark side, if you want me too..."

So, what are you doing today?

What did you eat for lunch?

I ate a monster.

As Shakespearean english puts it:

Thou consumeth of one single, longeth, monsterous cocketh.
The Beast of which it was.
Stickyness shooting from itself, all over thine moutheth.
Liketh Spiderman makingth loveth to fair Mary-Janeth, in bondage.

Psst! (thick, white, sticky web shoots out from Spidey.)

Ooh!

Can you imagine how painful it'll be for poor Peter (Parker) if he's in spidey outfit and he has a boner?

Ouch, poor boy.

Worse, if someone hot offered to give him a little wank if he could get his little furry python out in 3 seconds.

Aww man!

It's like:

1....(no!)....2...(hold on!!)

3!

(Here!)

Too late wanker! You furry cracked arsehole!

Ok. Right.

I think this post is detiorating into bits.

Of fluff, and bodily fluids.

Like kinky and pillow fights.

Ok, here begins the next day....

5!

4!

3!

2!

1!

HAPPY NEW DAY!

0000 hrs.

I think this means i have to go....

Not to personally wank myself silly.

But to ensure Brandon Young doesn't let his little snake run free in the night.

Up into men's moneymakers.

Ooh.

Bribe Santa now, for a Hayden Panettiere for X'mas.

2008-09-07T02:44:00.001-07:00

Hey, all.

Get down on your feet.

And sing.

EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!

(guitar bit, for the next 6+ seconds)

Sing again, EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!

Haha.

Let's Not Thank God It's Sunday.

NTGIS.

School, school coming tomorrow.

Oh gosh.

Pray music doesn't skin my....

Tits.

Anyway, the holidays were pretty fine.

Not too bad, not too good.

Productive?

Debatable.

Oh, speaking of debate, i wonder how the JTo's are doing.

Point, sir.

Nono, madam.

Today, we had a debate in cat class.

Can you believe it?

Haha.

It was like:

Teach - "Ok, now, here's the scenario."

"Your best friend just stole your boyfriend (or girlfriend) away. Should you forgive your friend, or not?"

Class: Erm...hmm...

The opposing side: "No, don't forgive your friend, coz he/she's in the wrong."

Me: "Aiyah, forgive him la. After all, i'm hot, sexy, smart, my girlfriend sure will come back one la..."

- Clap, clap, clap -

Of course, that round was given to our team, coz the other team couldn't think of something better *ahem*worse*ahem* to say.

Haha.

Here ends Sunday.

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(BUT WE STILL FOUND OUT ANYWAY.)

This message was brought to you by the Lamefish.

Did i spell any name wrongly? I'm so sorry.

I got 'Charkwayteow-ed' in The Retreat.

By the tall guy and the not so tall guy.

It wasn't very nice.

Though pretty sensual.

Haha.

Has any of my posts been this long so far?

So sorry if your com lagged.

And even more, terribly sorry if i pushed Phelps off the list.

Aww, don't cry.

Here's a tissue, just make sure you use it to wipe your tears, not some other bodily fluid.

Yes, yes.

Welcome.

I was going to use a smiley, but then, it would have been the first smiley of this blog (or so i presume.)

So i'm going to make it grand.

- Drum roll -

"And now, for the first smiley of The Post..."

(and the audience leans forward, the cameras inching to catch every single movement.)

[=

"Oh, my, GOODNESS!"

(The crowd starts roaring.)

The Manager: "Come on, Lamefish, get out there and take a bow...you deserve it."

- <>< Bows. -

Ok, that was pure fun.

Retarded-ly fun.

Anyway, before i bore you guys to death.

Hereth endeth thou posteth.

Enjoyeth.

Moving on now....

2008-08-18T06:16:00.000-07:00

Hmm,

Hmm,

Hmm,

Hmm.

Alright. i need to think of something to write.

Hmm.

Ok, i think i need more brains.

Yes, yes, i think that's a beautiful way to begin the post.

Otherwise, this might work:

Hi.

Sup?

(ceiling.)

Right.

Headache, headache. Seriously, i have no idea what to do.

Biology test tomorrow.

Wonderful.

Like chalk and chips.

"Bring out the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch!"

Well, i don't suppose you'll be eating the chips, if it had chalk on it...

But then again, i'm not making any much sense, am i.

Yes, yes.

Alright, i really need to rest someday.

*sometime today, preferably.

Ivor, good job.

You were breathing well today.

Keep it up.

Sorry, random.

Waterbug.

2008-08-13T03:31:00.000-07:00

No, i'm not gay.

Michael Fred Phelps.

No <3's behind his name,

Perhaps only applying to one person, so far.

Known as The Baltimore Bullet,

Holds 13 gold medals from the Olympics

23 years young, 30 June 1985.

" Nevermind, i know that he'll take a jet back for me(: "

Said Louisa Quek Hui Lin.
Probably drooling all over her keyboard now.

Control is the key. And try to rehydrate while losing all that saliva.

Yes, please.

Waterproof computers would be good in situations like this.

(Here) ---->

Biological diagram to show adominal muscle structure of a human.

Oh, don't stand on ceremony.

Please, feel free to touch your monitor.

" Michael is on tv<3 omg omg omg "
- no prize for guessing who -

And, if you're Paul Wong, you're invited to stare.

For once it's not rude.

A biology hands-on lesson.

People say swimmers are clothes hangers.

Everything they wear looks good.

No, i did not make this up.

Phelps just proved the point.

Temperature rising?

" Michael!<3 "

Wait, is that a tattoo of the Olympics Logo on the right side of his hip?!

I think my blog has just became the most frequented blog.

Louisa, bad for health.

Patriotic. By the Famous Stars And Stripes safely wrapping dignity.

Oh? Whoops. I'm sorry.

Nah, relax. It's not over.

Not to worry, just a Speedo Athelete Beach Day.

Pose, pose.

" He's on fire <3 "

Sunnies, sunnies.

Check out the medals.

I think Michael's got too many to bring.

Stop and stare.

Yup, it's him.

You can compare the abs.

(Rehydrate!)

Wow.

In your face, Louisa Quek Hui Lin.

This concludes Sigmund Freud's chapter of Human Psychosexual Development.

Oh, dear.

Time to move on now.

Just another cute face.

Kawaii?

Haha.

Probably one of Louisa's favourite pictures.

i think he must have seen himself in a mirror. "Ooh! Who's that hot guy?"

"Now, that guy looks awfully like me!"
"Goodness me, Louisa might be nuts over the wrong guy!"

Not just the regular ice cream brain.

Wonder what's going through his mind?

Thinking: Stop staring at me! I'm trying to concentrate!

"Go sexy!" Haiyoo. Must i still mention who?

Ans: asiuoL

(In case you didn't get it, spell it B-A-C-K-W-A-R-D-S.)

Cool down now.....Deep breaths...keep your heart from stopping....

Then shout:

Encore, encore.

Inspired?

2008-08-01T07:08:00.000-07:00

(see previous title.)

"On Santa's lap, tell him you want a Vanessa for X'mas."

2008-07-23T05:39:00.000-07:00

Haha. I love hintful titles.

*hint, hint*

In case you didn't get the hint, there is no hint.

Never mind.

Today, as usual, nothing very special.

I'll let the day pass by.

Of course, while, you let the blog heading sink into your head...

I won't mind getting a Vanessa for X'mas.

Haha.

Umm-pah-pah.

2008-07-22T07:51:00.000-07:00

"A star is rising, in the east...over Singapore."

(heartbeat)

Signalling the coming of a messenger...

(boom, boom)

A messenger who brings the news of song...

(scared breathing sound)

The Red Violinist: Coming December 2008.

(bass drum whack.)

Be prepared.

Haha. Sounded like a new movie is coming to cinemas.

Well, hopefully, someday, i get to direct a film.

Yeah.

Like: High School Musical 18 or something.

Oceans 73, directed by Gerard Lee.

I like that. Haha.

Eccentric.

Somehow, the word eccentric looks to me like 'egg' and 'electric'.

Otherwise, here ends the post.

Short?

(boom, boom)

Coming soon.

Captain Cockblocker!

2008-06-28T08:53:00.000-07:00

Hey.

Long day today.

I'd love to type you guys a post, but i can't, coz the tips of my fingers basically got burnt off my sand.

It's painful when you type, you know.

Oh, well.

School's in, 1 more day.

I'm mixed about it.

Happy? Or not?

Details, coming right up!

Don't go away, i'll be back in a moment, right after a (finger) break!

Stay tuned....

See the Cbox.

2008-06-25T10:08:00.001-07:00

Hey, again.

Well, my Cbox is up!

There's not much to say, well, considering the time....

But, i'll tag tomorrow. Haha.

If, i can.

Well, I'm gonna be blowing my ass off tomorrow.

SPAR WITH RAFFLES INSTITUTION.

It's so...crazy, it's like trying to play Rock, Paper, Scissors with a mirror.

And, even more to likeness, there's not gonna be a score man, i think.

Well, as Zac Efron likes to say, in High School Musical....:

"It's a closed practice."

Extreme Makeover: Season 1

2008-06-24T05:48:00.000-07:00

Hey! hey!

Like my new blog?

I got it...erm.....reclothed!

Haha.

No, it didn't use to be nude or something...

Sicko! Haha.

"Erm, sorry, sorry, didn't mean to offend you or anything..."

I was describing myself! Don't take it personal!

Haha. Aww man.....

Ok, a solid hour of Pablo Francisco?

You basically suffocate yourself for more than 4 mins.

I'm not dead, really!

Really!

Wait. Sorry, rephrase that.

I'm not dead yet!

You know, it's sweet 16 for my High School Musical 2 play-counter.

I swear, it had better end soon man. I'm going c-r-azy!

-Plays on his rubik's cube-

Back!

Hey, hey!

Do you know? My rubik cube does eerything but turn?

It's gof f****** lights on it?!

And it beeps like a spoilt techno machine.

"boom-ss-boom-ss-boom..."

Haha.

Anyway, the poll, is officially up! I added a few pictures too, so, please, please, please tell me if you are able to view them!

I've seen problems with some computers coz they can't view my pictures...

Dang!

Haha. Added another picture here, hope it works...

Anyway, yeah. It's Mark Wood, on a twin neck Viper.

Hoping to see some of that in real life man.

"It's like so....fuck yeah!"

Damn, my blog needs a cardboard man.

Sorry guys! Inside joke.

Well, to make things short, i need a guy holding a placard saying *beep* or some shit, you know?

Haha.

Anyway, yeah. i don't really know what to say man. But keep those opinions going man! I need my poll to give me some results man!

I'm off to China now anyway, on my foolscap pad.

Boom.

Little Tortilla Boy

2008-06-23T07:28:00.000-07:00

Hey, just because my post title isn't high school musical-ly, doesn't mean it stopped.

Status: Watched it, knew it, 15 times over.

It's my new record for the number of times i've watched something.

Well, of course, my playcount for Mika - Love Today, has definitely overshot 60...

But, don't blame me! I left my com on.

Well, hey! The point is, i'm still watching High School Musical 2! Even now!

So, to be nice, let's just count it as...16 times.

By the way, i need help.

I'm pulling a poll, but not those blogger sidebar types.

Just do the following:

1. go to www.woodviolins.com

2. hit (click) the products page tab.

(you don't have to click any particular model)

3. after clicking the word 'products', take a CLOSE look at the models.

4. make a decision between the Viper, or the Sabre.

5. be nice, and tell me your opinion by tagging my cbox.

6. also, if you wanna be extra nice, give me ideas on the colour.

(ideas can be found in the 'Gallery' page:)

http://www.woodviolins.com/gallery/view_album.php?set_albumName=Custom-Finishes

Yeah. That's the poll.

Haha.

Anyway. Nothing going so far, during the holidays.

But, i must admit, LLTC was a very....inspiring experience.

"It's not over, Lasallian. It's just beginning to happen."

Always lead, to make THE difference, guys! (And, 7 girls.)

And, erm, Kris, if you happen to be reading this, sorry for what happened that night man.

I know, the guys were all nuts. Thank God you were there, or the gayness would have gone till.....next year.

Also, if you noticed what i was wearing, yep. Sorry about that too. Hahahahahaha.

Anyway, erm. yeah. there's not much interesting in my life.

Wait!?

What life?!

"Bet on it, bet on it..."

2008-06-13T08:00:00.000-07:00

Haha.

High School Musical 2 crazy, day number something.

Well, i have to admit, i'm really nuts over it.

What can i say?

BUT: I'm not gay.

Yet.

Dang! I'm stuck on this 'yet' thing.

"Hmm.....me llevas tu!"

Ok, the High School Musical bug has hit me man.

In different languages too.

Ok, i need stop....

Vanessa Hudgens is getting into my head.

Really, i'm listening to her songs like a maniac.

I don't think i've ever been stuck on a topic for so long.

"We've gotta work, work, work this out..."

Haha.

Ok, i'm gonna stop here.

Haha.

"Your harmony's a melody..."

2008-06-07T06:42:00.000-07:00

"Echo....something, something, something..."

Just watched HSM2 (High School Musical 2) twice in a row.

I swear it's beautiful.

BUT i have to agree, Troy, is kinda gay.

Gay, gay, gay.....

"When i hear my favourite song..."

Haha. I'm a bit damaged...

THIS IS ALL YOR FAULT SHARPAY.

I swear, it's disturbing.

Like _________(type your own name here.)

OK, ok, ok......joking....

"She's a mountain lion, make sure you don't pet it..."

Hehe.

Anyway, school's out for all of us man, so i'm chilling out, possible....90% of the time.

"What time is it?!"

Well, at least, it's summer 24/7 in Singapore, so no difference.

But here's the holiday equation for me:

Let holidays be '(x)':

x = { [ relax time - friends + (sob, sob)] X the fact that i can't see someone.. }

Yeah, and i call the final answer to the equation:

Ans: [ ): ] X googolplex.

Well, don't ask me what googleplex means, coz you won't wanna know how many naughts there are in a googol.

"Look at me and what do you see? Intelligence beyond compare...."

Haha. The perfect timing for the perfect lyrics.

Oh, well. I have no idea where to start the next line.

But, looking at what i just said, i guess i already began the next line.

Sheesh.

ADV: go check out www.lambian.blogspot.com for some singlish inspiration.

- This message is brought to you by: The Rapping Lamb Ate Cheese.-

Haha. Guess we're back to square one.

Well, the holidays have been fine so far, nothign much very interesting happening.

Yet.

But hey.....life sucks for now. No friends, no GIRLfriend, no damn nothing, really.

Just me, and....my legion of 'imaginary friends'.

And mom, of course.

DEMON!

(I mean, it's not nice having someone breathing fire down your neck everyday...)

Well, at least the house hasn't burned down.

Yet.

But, somehow, i seem to still be here, well.

"Everything's FABULOUS, that's my simple request..."

I wish.

The moment i pick up my guitar, i can already smell somethin burning.

That's how bad it gets.

*sniff, sniff*

Yeah, something's burning.

As usual.

CAUTION: When approaching mom, try not to get ass scorched, nice and crispy.

"Humuhumunukunukuapua'a!"

Ok, that doesn't really make sense with the lines.

Hey, but still, there are some lines that do make tons of sense, like this one! :

"I long to free a truly remarkable fish, my sweet prince."

and, and...

"Come to me, my sweet one, and be still, I'll grasp your tail and stroke each tender gill, my sweet prince."

Ok, maybe not that one. That one's disturbing.

Or maybe not.....(hehe.)

How would a fish ever breath if you're stroking it's bloody gill?!

Or at least i might not be able to...i think.

Ok, try this one:

"Please make a man of my fresh fish prince!"

Aww.....how.....sw*ahem*eet.

It's sick.

The 'fresh fish' idea sounds like sashimi.

And,that sucks.

Ok, before i continue rambling on forever, yeah.

"what time is it?!"

It's time to end, here.

Please Don't Hit the Fish Tank. It's scary.

2008-05-01T18:39:00.000-07:00

"Hello,I'm gerard."
"I'm a lamefish and I'm gay."

Soon.

And no, i didn't say that.

When in the world did fishes talk?

Unassigned Joint Task Force: Operation R.A.J.

2008-05-01T02:24:00.001-07:00

"(Pssh) We've got company! Moving on the CP 30174."

"Affirmative, we're on your back General."

It's time.

Lock and Load.

Lock what?

Haha.

-SuperCrazyGuitarManiacDeluxe3-ing.-

Woot.

Just got a new gold medal, and a perfect song.

"Celebrate good times comeon!"

(It's a celebration...)

-SuperCrazyGuitarManiacDeluxe3-ing again.-

Woot.

Got another perfect score.

That's two today.

Ok. I'm gonna stop here.

You know, i'm gonna die for the +math test.

I don't understand a sh*t about Quadratic Inequalities.

That sucks ya'know.

If there could be some form of help, i'd gladly take it.

Even if it means sucking on your lollipop.

No, i'm joking. I'm not gay.

Yet.

But still, if it means licking anything else....like maybe a candycane....

Sticking out from your...."miao."

Mmmm.....

(I know that half the population might kill me for saying that.)

But hey!

Who cares?

Alright...maybe one or two...

Geez.

I must make sure i don't murder myself on the net.

Yet.

Well, blogically, posting dirty stuff might not be such a good idea...

But it might be a good thing that i do.

Like starting a new.....blog statement.

-Plays some burger game thing-

I'm hungry.

No, i'm seriously hungry.

Haven't eaten anything since breakky.

Haiz.

I feel like calling macs.

I'm lazy.

I think you get the point.

Anyway, it's time i go do something productive.

Ciao.

Anuncie - Ciento Cuatro

2008-04-30T07:33:00.000-07:00

Hey.

As i have said, i will post again.

Damn.

Today was definitely tiring. Sleep would be vital, but i've gt a job to upkeep.

So, staying up a bit...

Zzzz....

(i wish.)

Haha.

Anyway, Tours were fun. I went the wrong way!

Hahahaha. Poor man walked up and down the school building.

Then mass was usually boring, although it was before the tours...

ALCOHOL!

(i wish.)

And....we need to do up our props for the May Play.

It rhymes.

"there is a short rhyme at the end of the first stanza..."

Haha. We all know...

Haiz.

So far so good, if we continue at this pace, props will be done in no time.

Alright...

Gonna sleep soon.

All clear....boom Hold! I think i'm getting a heartbeat....

2008-04-25T21:06:00.000-07:00

Blog Status:

*beep*beep**beep**beep*

Pressure 120 over 62...

Situation under control...patient is alive again...

"Nurse! Get me my Coke Light!"

*gulp*

Aaah...

Eminem fortold a moment in the future...

He saw a day, where someone will come to save this blog...

And....he said...:

"Guess who's back..."

And now, is that moment...

I follow that line, for i have returned, to recover what was lost...

From little stupid GAGA girls.....

And Gabriel Chans....

To form....

This blog!

"Buddy you're a boy, make a big nice name in the street..."

Haha. i know....everything above just made absolutely no sense.

But hey! This blog is Back!

And still in Black!

(Although i'd pretty much like a blogskin...but i heard it causes lag...)

Haha.

Alright, i'm not sure which way to go. Hilarious?

Aah, nvm.

Anyway, tell all yo' lil' peeps outta there mann!

Coz this blog, is back!

(Of course, don't blame me if it's not filled in tomorrow or something.)

STUDIES COME FIRST.

"yeah, sure."

Lamefish Inc.

2008-02-22T18:19:00.000-08:00

Tra-la-la.

Things going fine so far i guess.

Just came to pump a new post into the blog.

Sorry guys. I'm always busy.

Haha.

So yeah. Keep checking in guys, especially Nepal Expedition people.

Announcements will be streaming in soon, so yeah!

Toodles!

"Kiss my Moneymaker."

2008-01-23T01:55:00.000-08:00

Hi all.

Hey, i was wondering, Ryan and Tim and Jing Yi (hopefully) can start a band or something.

I'm not sure if we wanna go metal, but pop or rock sounds fine.

I'll do vocals. Or hopefully if i can pick the guitar in a few seconds...

Anyway, that's about it.

"10 days in 10 mins: Nepal Expedition." Post Mortem...

2008-01-21T03:03:00.000-08:00

Thanks all for coming to the meeting today.

Also, acknowledgements to SHOES and Xez for the shots too.

10 Days in 10 mins - El anuncio 2

2008-01-18T19:03:00.000-08:00

Hi all.

This is concerning our Nepal Expedition Project, so far, this is what we've got:

Our title of the project is:

"10 days in 10 minutes: Nepal Expedition 2007"

If anyone has any other ideas please tag my Cbox.

Our slides start by running an intro, followed by a short members' intro, followed by the events as according to the timeline.

We (Pong, and I) would like all of you guys to think (individually)of a short sentence that would best describe your feelings towards the trip.

eg. "OMG I LOVED IT! TIRED, BUT EXTREMELY HAPPY!"

Yeah, maybe not so good an example, but you get the picture.

Ok, there may also be....a meeting on monday.

This meeting is NOT confirmed yet, but maybe i or pong will make an announcement if the meeting is on.

The meeting will consist of 3 parts:

1 - Picture slideshow (to show what we've all got)
2 - The skeleton of the slideshow (to possibly discuss it and improve it)
3 - Your ideas on what pictures to use where possible.

Note: IF YOU WANT A COPY OF THE PICTURES I HAVE (3.5 stars and above pics...) PLEASE BRING ALONG A THUMBDRIVE OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

- EXPECT MORE THAN 200 - 300 PICS IN THE THUMBY...SO BE PREPARED FOR THAT TOO...

Alright! All said, have a nice day ahead, hope to see your quotes and pictures coming in by monday!

-End of slightly long announcement-

10 days in 10 minutes: Nepal Trip. -Les Officiales-

2008-01-17T02:42:00.000-08:00

OK!

Announcement: To ALL nepal trip members, i need your photographs AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.

PLEASE include a DESCRIPTION of the photo, or TELL ME IN SCHOOL.

DO NOT send me ALL your photos. Send me those really good photos please.

(Or photos you would rate 3.5 stars or more)

Spread the word: www.soundtolife.blogspot.com

I'll try and set up some slideshow to show you guys the photos. Give me time!

"Let's rip the thumper..."

2007-12-28T00:36:00.001-08:00

Heys all.

I thought my new msn phrase was a bit comical....so....

It became my title for today. lol.

I've been sitting around the house all day. Being a hermit man.

Just waiting for the God of Hell to take me away...

Seems he did leave me a note though:

"Remind me to come collect you."
Yours Truly,
Mr S.A.Tan.

He didn't tell me how to contact him, so i guess he forgot....

Well, not my fault. i dialled 666 on the phone and i got the police...

Some cop told me that i was holding the phone upside down.

I mean! Who'd believe that? If HE held his phone upside down, i dun blame him...

- alright... - just a bunch of crap. hahaha.

Hope that spiced you up a bit. lol.

I'm going retarded.

Right now, i just feel like shooting a BB gun at myself.

Hold on. I'll go blend some wusses and frogs....

www.joecartoon.com

...

Back. lol. what fun.

Life ends with a period. Period.

2007-12-17T05:06:00.000-08:00

2 days down, 5 days more to go.

I'm feeling so damn f****** lonely here.

I'm actually angry at myself for not spending more time with her.

F*** it.

Anyway, i'm sunburnt now coz of one whole day of fishing at Lower Pierce.

I'm getting a t-shirt tan and it's gonna look f****** gay.

I dunno man. i'm half red, half white, looking gay enough, and don't insult me saying i'm the nation's colours.

Don't even think about it man.

Life's been really tortureous without her around. Wish she's still here.

I wish i could at least "live the week with a smile on my face."

*Sigh. Is this a weakness?

Korea killed my heart.

2007-12-15T05:19:00.000-08:00

NOO!

She's leaving for korea. great.

Sorry lauren for the title. haha.

I dunno what i'll do without her.

Oh well...

Let's relive the moments on the edge of a penknife.

2007-11-24T07:36:00.001-08:00

Oh well.

Another f****** day.

I'm gonna attempt to say 'f***' uncensored.

F***.

Damnit man! it's not working! Fuck it.

Wait. Did i just say fuck?

Fuck.

That's fucking cool! i can't fucking believe it!

I actually said f*** uncensored.

Shit. it's back.

FUCK.

Lol. sorry guys. amusing myself with the word 'f***'.

Fuck? F***.

So cool.

Don't you think the word f*** is so cool?

I mean, say it!

Come on...

...

....i know u want to...

....just close your eyes, and open your mouth...

....and say it.

f***. f***? f***.

F***!!!!!! F***.

I'm gonna try cartoon swearing:

*!^$!&@. !*%!%##^*@$@~!, !&%!*(@@^&!$.

Lets translate that into words:

Star! Exclamation mark! Carrot sign! Dollar sign! Exclamation mark! "And" Sign! "At" sign! Full stop!

lol.

I'm a bit high........thanks Benda'balls!

Guilty - Unamplified Sountrack.

2007-11-19T04:09:00.001-08:00

Here's a song i composed about 15 mins ago.

Hopefully my band will play it.

Guilty: - Unamplified Sountrack.

E modal C : E F G A B C D E.

(Guitar 2 bar intro)

E G G E G E
Walking down the cross-roads,
G G G A B G
Sunset burning in my eyes,
G F E D C D E E D C
Darkened by our indifference, yeah.
E G G A G E A G G
Watching cars go by, the broken street,
C C C G C D E D C A G
Never thought I’d see you again. (Love).

G G A B G
Looking in your eyes,
E F E D C
I’m sorry, dear.
C D D E D C F E D C
The flicker in the light, dying, ooh.
G G GA G whispered
I’m just alone now, [in the dark]
E F G E D C
I’m sorry, dear,
C D C C D C
So sorry, so sorry.
D C
Guilty.

E G G A B G
I’ve got this lil’ stash,
E F E G G F E D C A G A G F E
Of many notes written for you. (To you, ooh)
G G A B G
Penned down in my blood,
E C D E A G
With words of tears and, fears.
G C C C C C G E F E D C
Just didn’t want to give my heart away.

G G A B G
Looking in your eyes,
E F E D C
I’m sorry, dear.
C D D E D C F E D C
The flicker in the light, dying, ooh.
G G G A G whispered
I’m just alone now, [in the dark]
E F G E D C
I’m sorry, dear,
C D C C D C
So sorry, I’m sorry.
D C
Guilty.

C----- G G A B G
(ooh…) Looking in your eyes,
E F E D C (A G F E)
I’m sorry, dear. (I am)
C D D E D C F E D C [ F E D C ]
The flicker in the light, dying, ooh. [ Ct part: ooh]
E E F G E
I’m just alone now,
A B C D C
[ IN, THE, DARK, OOH!]
E F G C A G F E
I’m sorry, I AM sorry
D C …
Guilty…

(Guitar outro.)

- the letters above are not guitar chords. they're the main melody line.

This song if for a special someone. i'm really sorry dear. sorry.

"Te quiero demasiado bebé ... "

2007-11-11T01:56:00.000-08:00

Har-o.

Fact file: This post is the next post after the last post.

Capiche? Non capiche? Never mind.

This is going great. Blog-fillers.

Man this is sad....

She's coming back only at 7:30....

I'm leaving the house AT 7....

*sigh.

Oh yeah, before i forget...

ANNOUNCEMENT: TO ALL SCHOOL GUNZ-IJJI PLAYERS, PLEASE D/LOAD WOLFTEAM.

Lalala......

Damn! this is boring me out!

Gonna go do something for a bit....(wolfteam!)

P.S. - Title's for "you".

Endless Un-serenity.

2007-10-29T05:17:00.000-07:00

Gosh.

What a great thing.

Open my blog to discover some f***** spamming my blog.

If i ever fine out who that person is i'm gonna screw his ba*ls up.

With, a SCREWDRIVER.

I swear, things aren't going right.

Would someone make things better?

...

Please?

Equation: MOM = Cocksuck*r

2007-10-28T00:05:00.001-07:00

F****** mom.

F*** her f****** mother cheeb**.

I can't stand the f*** outta her.

A shotgun would be nice. But i'd prefer to set fire to her.

ALIVE.

Maybe like from the feet up.

Let the fire slowly burn her.

Wah f***.

This post is 100% free of sharp objects.

2007-10-24T03:53:00.000-07:00

Gosh. I'm really screwed up.

Nicole. Thanks for today anyway. I'm glad you still talk to me.

Nonetheless, like nicole phrases her math paper, i'll phrase my chinese:

I GOT F***** BY MY CHINESE PAPER!

Tentacle rape.

Gosh.

Ok, i realised....i didn't bleed from the mouth.

I bled from the nose, but it flowed down into my mouth.

Still sick nonetheless...

Ok. my hands are trembling now. If only i had you in my arms.

Why does everything go dull out of a sudden?

Ok, my head hurts. Things suck.

I wrote 154 words for chinese compo.

TRIED TO SLEEP but some bloody assholes couldn't let me.

But there were some people there i'd really give up that sleep for.

And, i sort of did.

F*** man, i can't BELIEVE how i screwed up chinese.

And louisa said it was easy. I must be either this great f***** or a goner.

And how the f*** do you embed youtube videos?

Never mind.

Wah cheebye head is f****** pain. F***.

Sorry xiao mei. I know i made you crazy much.

I'm 0% damaged. So you guys please relax.

I have to end here. My head iis spinning to much.

The blog is a knife. It cuts deep into the soul.

2007-10-23T07:14:00.000-07:00

This is the aftermath.

The aftermath of a certain www.diornikkie.blogspot.com.

How in less than 2 minutes, a guy turns suicidal.

It's weird, how even history could be such a weapon.

When time catches up in the wind, brings everything back up.

It's like leaves in autumn.

I shouldn't have mentioned "leaves".

Why does it hit me so badly?

Does anyone know why this space in my heart never moves on?

*Sigh. So much for asking.

It's always the blog that hits me so badly.

No matter how much i try, i fall.

If i only had a second chance.

I would make sure, even if its only a minute. I would make things pure.

Make sure every second is worth her lifetime.

I can't let go. I really can't.

If fate wants it this way, fate can have it.

I surrender the fight. I'll hit the crosswinds, and see where the future takes me.

I surrender. You win. I'm not strong enough.

My...past, my present, my future. It's yours.

To the blogmaster of www.diornikkie.blogspot.com.

It's raining fire on me...

2007-10-05T21:11:00.000-07:00

Hi.

I dunno what to say.

It's like blogging for the sake of it.

*sigh.

Life can never be more colourful...

My blog needs help. The postmaster is crashing everyday.

In other words, i'm sort of dying a bit everyday.

Let me check......

A cat has 9 lives,

A tortoise.....needs a life...

Me? Lives left: -32billion.

Booom.

There you have it. Trying to climb a cactus without a ladder.

*Sigh.

I've hurt motherloads of people in the last 24 hrs or so.

Starting with myself.

Then...should i mention names?

Ok....i shouldn't.

Nonetheless. It really shouldn't have happened at all.

I'm sorry guys. Really am.

If there's anything you would want me to do to change. i will.

Even if it means jumping from the 3rd storey.

Well, i mean, people have survived such a jump.....

Anyway. Today was such a.....blank day.

Spent almost the whole bloody morning speaking to....never mind.

Not mentioning names again. Rest assured its nobody from our school.

Gosh. i wonder how i'm gonna swim later....

Never mind.....

No wait, really, how?

It's a bit obvious when i remove the bandage.

*Removes bandage....

Yeah! It's bloody obvious!

Shoot....shoot....shoot.....anyone has ideas?!

*@)!)#^#&!

Someone help me.

If i, kissed you... would it be so hard?

2007-10-04T06:02:00.000-07:00

Hi.

Another post.

Yay.

I've got loads of things to get off my chest now.

Pretty personal, so...i'm keeping it to myself.

Firstly. Nicole, if you read this, how are you?

I want to know.

My throat still sucks. Bleeds all the time, though much better already.

*Thanks for the flowers...sob, sob...

I dunno what else to say.

Erm....today's math thing went bad.

Science was awesome...i hope.

I hope you guys didn't think i screwed up the performance.

(Please tell if you think we do.)

Trying to get my head clear. It keeps blocking up with some personal events.

They're not light. Try a mega-hard drive full of Trojan_horse.exe.

It's sucks. I would kill myself if i lived slightly higher.

And there's this mutiliation group. Can't you just let go of me?

Please?

...

...

...

I sort of killed tonia's hand in V-ball. Sorry.

I really wanna kill myself now.

*Get off my head!

Sorry. Trying to fix myself.

The flashbacks hurt ok? Hurts where it matters most.

I really dunno what to do now.

Last bits' a load personal. Please don't read unless you're involved.

I need to get this off my chest.

________________________________________________________________________________

...

...

...

...

...

I said don't read, UNLESS YOU'RE INVOLVED.

...

...

...

NICOLE. I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT DO SAY. PLEASE TELL ME YOU'RE ALRIGHT. I'M NOT. I REALLY WANT YOU TO BE FINE. THERE ARE MANY THINGS I REALLY WANT TO SAY TO YOU, BUT I CAN'T. I JUST CAN'T.

OK. I'LL TRY TO SAY IT. NICOLE...

- THE LAST BITS FOR ONLY ONE PERSON. Please don't read any further.

__________________________________________________________________________________

_________________________________________________________________________________

I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I'D SCREAM MY HEART OUT. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, EVEN TILL NOW. I'M CRYING EVERY NIGHT THINKING OF YOU. I LOVE YOU. I REALLY LOVE YOU SO MUCH.

BUT WE JUST CAN'T BE TOGETHER. I WISH THINGS WOULD CHANGE.

I LOVE YOU. YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW, FOREVER.

I HOPE YOU WILL REMEMBER THAT.

_________________________________________________________________________________

I need a knife now. i can't take it anymore. i wanna kill myself right now.

Cruizerdude.

2007-10-02T06:32:00.000-07:00

(Male cruizer scouting hot female age 13-15)

I haven't blogged in a while. recent events have driven me crazy.

My mom might just burst in too, so it's kind of scary.

There's not much i wanna report, loads of them are best not remembered.

Ok, shit, mom coming.

On Hold

2007-10-02T03:19:00.000-07:00

I'll blog in a while...

Blog Salvation

2007-09-17T22:04:00.000-07:00

Hi peeps! Blogging in school.

Assholes playing some boxhead shit.

I really screwed myself up...and tonia.

Oh well.....bastards are bastards...dun blame me.

Hmm.....let's see....

What happened this entire time....

Ok.....

Had a competition on sunday....3 golds.....

Later.....boring life till.....

Yesterday, fainted twice....

Motherf****** fun man!

Tim was like a bloody zombie.

Jason bashed his head on the socket....

I crashed onto the floor coz some bloody crack addicts forgot to stop my fall...

Flopping like a fish....

I saw my life like all again.

It was f****** cool!

But it's a dangerous sport.

Ok then, till next time!

(hopefully soon)

Sorry! Be back in a few more days!

2007-09-01T23:58:00.000-07:00

DJ - .:Scratch.Traxx:.

2007-08-24T06:06:00.000-07:00

Boy. What a day.

Lets go through things in nice, chronological order.

Erm, morning, woke up...

...stupid toothpaste in my eye (and hair)...

...Mom killing me in the car...got down...

...nicked 50 bucks from her handbag...

...took a taxi to school...

...math seemed really interesting...

...fell down during P.E (not funny)...

....fell on the wall...ass and elbow hurts...

...was one of the survivors in dodgeball....

....until Uncle D knocked me out....

...erm.....

...science was cool...watched cats being placed in microwaves alive...

Somehow that cat's still lived, surprising.

Got murdered by the science teacher later....

Wait. The next bit is special.

*Got a kiss by my special someone outside class...*

...mom came to school to pick me up...

...somehow, she said i was responsible!!!

She said i took responsibility in getting to school...

....so she asked a mega whoopass question:

"Do you want me to send you to school, or take public transport?"

HOO-YEAH! GOOM-BAH! ROCK ON! HOO-YEAH!

*Starts moshing in my room.

SO, i answered the mega whoopass question with a:

"Really?"

Haha. That was great. She couldn't believe i said that.

Anyway, i'll be trying to learn bus routes, and, hopefully, get home or around myself.

Goom-bah.

Ok, got home, did some lame math stuff...

and...

and.....

and.....

and......

A
N
D
.
.
.

That's about it. (Jacked you, didn't i?)

Anway, i just have a few more things to sort out.

First things first. I'm selling violins of quarter, half and three-quarters size. If you know any kiddo or dude/dudette who is interested, tell me, or tell them to call me or tag my tagboard about it. Prices O.N.O (means that prices can be discussed).
Mucho Gracias!

Next. I intend to try and at least learn to rollerblade (For free...duh!). At least. If you know how, and have some rollerblades to lend (for learning only), i'd be greatly pleased. Tell me, or......gosh, just do the same as the stuff above.

Gracias! Mucho gracias todos!

¡Adiós!

Avenging Angels.

2007-08-21T07:17:00.000-07:00

It's time we fought back!

READER'S DISCRETION:
THIS IS A WARNING TO ALL READERS. IF YOU SO HAPPEN TO BE LISTED, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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F****** class.

What the f*** do you think we are huh? Your f****** faries?

F****** shit assholes. What the f*** do you think you're doing huh? Soldiers?

So, you have some dance shit, think we'll all be interested in doing gay posistions, and f****** rule the universe huh?

What say you huh? B******?

Great. It's damn fun to be a fairy. F*** you!

I've got these flitty wings.....so damn bloody graceful?

Screw this f****** class. Screw it. Burn it.

Motherf****** b****** rule the world! Oh!

PUT THEIR FACES IN A FRAME OVER THE ALTAR! Worship!

F*** you! F*** you assf****** b******!

If you all were men, you woulgn't have much balls left down there by the end of today.

F******. Great f****** sl*ts.

F****** stupid. F****** toy fairies and motherf****** soldiers shit.

It's FUCKING STUPID. DON'T EVER MAKE US DO THAT WITHOUT ASKING US FIRST. CAPICHE?!

F***. F****** stupid post for the f****** stupid people in my goddamn f***** up life.

Great, Jesus, well done. F***.

Shotgun2Suicide.

2007-08-18T07:09:00.000-07:00

i really don't feel like posting, but nonetheless, in case you think this blog is dead, it's not.

If I were He and You were She...

2007-08-13T04:36:00.000-07:00

He.
Sitting on the cold, hard floor, he was rushing his way through his work. Beads of sweat streaked down his face. Then, there was a soft, shuffling of feet. Looking up, he saw this girl. She was special, with such beautiful eyes glistening in the sun, and her long, brown hair was cascading down like the ripples of a waterfall. She just looked perfect in his eyes. He never felt this kind of warmth before, like hot chocolate fudge streaming down his throat. She smiled. Watching her walk past, he was sure she felt the same way...

She.
Walking down the corridor, she sang a pretty tune in her head. looking down, she saw this boy, with a slight brown tan, and a great, sculped body. Hair burning like crimson fire in the golden sun, he looked up. The sweat on his face illuminated in the sunlight. His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, but yet as warm as the faint glow of candlelight. He just looked perfect in her eyes. The mood in the atmosphere changed, she knew it. She felt happier. Happier than ever before. He smiled. Walking past him, she was sure he felt the same way...

The war returns.

2007-08-12T00:49:00.000-07:00

Araethorne...you're going to battle.

Not that you like it.

Oh, well. I'm gonna die, whether you like it or not.

There's nothing much to post, really.

Nothing interesting has hapened in my life yet.

Except maybe some death wishes, or watching the price for my head steadily increase.

Wait. If i kill myself, do i get the bounty?

Oh yeah, so what if i get it. I'm dead.

I'm trying to design a sword anyway, if you have an idea, please tell me.

Terima Kasih. (Or how the bloody f*** you spell that.)

Arriverdeci!

The lil' jelly bear with its head in my mouth...

2007-08-07T07:15:00.000-07:00

Well, another day passes....

I can't remember a single thing that happened to me today, except that i'm freaking tired.

Right now, i'm just slacking my night off, with my PSP.

Tra-la-la.

*Sigh....tomorrow, dunno what the hell i'm going to do with my violin shit, and the bloody presention.

I'm gonna die like shit. Life is so f****** unfair.

I'm so f****** pissed with nicole's dad too.

Just don't understand why he needed to tell nicole all that crap today.

She cried so badly today.

Wait....

2007-08-06T05:23:00.001-07:00

How do you embed youtube videos again?

Me and My PSP....

2007-08-06T05:23:00.000-07:00

For the fun of it.

-Laugh, please-

The Free Man.

2007-08-06T05:13:00.002-07:00

Yeah. I'm sort of a free man...

Liane says i haven't blogged in ages. Sorry about that, worrying about my case too much...

Anyway, today is the day, where, Convict 001384 (me) is dropped, yes, of ALL charges.

Woot.

However, i'm still unsure of Nicole. She really freaked me out today.

I couldn't understand what was happening to her.

I'm not even sure if she has the same sentence as me...

Nonetheless, it's nice being free.

Especially on Clare's birthday.

Happy birthday to you.

Woot.

Yeah, i sound especially bored.

I've got tons of homework! Gosh.

The work piles up to more than my weight...

Man...*Sigh.

Oh...yeah.

I'm trying to Add some youtube video into my blog.

Freaking funny. Laughed my f****** ass off.

I hope someone can sms me. I'm damn lonely right now.

Just me and my PSP...

Hey that rhymes! Ok, that shall be my next blog title.

Not that it should have any relevance to whatever the topic is...

Fun aside, there's other things that happened today.

Like....my 2nd police warining (i could have been sent to the boys home already man!)

Not that i want to mention about what happened on my blog....

And to all runescapers, thanks for the free stuff!

The empty post.

2007-08-06T05:13:00.001-07:00

Carrying the blade.

2007-08-03T21:24:00.000-07:00

Haven't blogged in ages...

Today is saturday right? Goddamn it.

2 more days to my 'hearing' session.

Hope it goes well...

Man...

Nothing more i can say about it.

Well, i may not be blogging these few days coz of the case, but i'll try and catch up when the case is over.

Talk to me in school if you wanna know more!

30mg Codeine.

2007-07-30T05:16:00.000-07:00

Hi. I'm not feeling too good.

Day #1:

The case begins.

There's not much i could do now.

One thing's for sure, i'm going well now, dunno about nicole.

The ride seems smooth, not too many bumps, people are agreeing with me...

Seems like the matter may not be as bad as it seems, but what i said before still stands.

Only when the 2 of them return from Bintan, then i may get real screwed.

Can't say too much on my blog, afraid i may be blown.

So, that's day 1.
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Anyone plays runescape by the way? Drop your User on my cbox!

And sorry, people, if i don't write happy stuff. It'll get better soon (i hope)

Just ask me in school if you wanna know WTF is going on.

P.D.A. (We care too much)

2007-07-28T03:42:00.000-07:00

Back from bintan...

Sleepy, hungry, and f****** tired.

No mood to post too anyway.

If you can figure out the meaning of the title, it'll save me much time of explaining to you in school.

If not, you can always find me.

Out to Bintan - Be back (alive) soon.

2007-07-21T08:53:00.001-07:00

What more can i say?

Kill me(:

2007-07-20T06:18:00.000-07:00

Man, what a bad day.

From the start of it, to the end of it.

First, with the stupid singapore shit.

Why the hell did we all have to sing?

Worst of all, why sing a song we don't know?

Never mind. Thats just part one.

The racial harmony trip thing was boring too.

The groups were extremely stupid! Why did we ever need to be grouped?

Oh gosh. I'm to f****** screwed to post.

Burning out in Friction.

2007-07-19T06:17:00.000-07:00

Bad day. F****** bad day.

It's so f***** up i can't even use the word 'F***' to describe it.

I am such a motherf*****. Maybe a pigf***** too.

I don't need to f*** pigs to be a f****** pigf*****.

Gosh...can't wait for Loola. Can go screw myself there till i bleed to death.

If there's a wish i could get right now, that would be for someone to kill me.

Like maybe cut my wrists and let me bleed to death.

I like it painful, especially when there's a load of blood.

I'm just being sadistic to myself.

*Sigh.

My horoscope for today said:

-A friend is likely to bring a little zing into the day as something you've been mulling over has a chance to be sorted once and for all!

Whatever. My life is getting more screwed up the more it progresses...

Who was the bloody f****** guy who was supposed to help me sort things right?

God...my f*** of a head is killing me.

Let's do the Louisa thing:
Kill me(:

Now, lets put the physics law into play.

I am a piece of f****** rubber. You rub me on a tar road till i'm like crap.

And after that, you think it's cool that i'm still a f****** piece of rubber.

So you continue rubbing. Rubbing my f****** heart out till i look like a sadistic piece of shit.

Yeah? Capiche? That's how i feel like.

I could f****** scar my whole arm right now if i never had parents.

I really could. And it's over a period of mulling that i've reached this f****** stage.

Why did i even try? Why did i even think of it?

Why am i so dumb to injure myself. Because of you?

I've tried so hard to make you happy. I could tear my heart out and give it to you if that makes you happy.

Tear it out, that is.

The problem is i'm like a bloody car without any f****** gas, capiche?

If you don't contribute back in normal ways, i'm gonna stop someday.

And i dunno how you're gonna push this car to the gas station.

I do hope you understand.

If you aren't happy with what i said you can always come to me tomorrow and hit me.

Coz i don't give a f****** shit what happens to me tomorrow.

Screw myself if my heart is still f****** beating tomorrow.

So now you tell me. What do you intend to do? Huh?

I give up. I've had enough.

Maybe you won't give up. But i've lost it. I'm a piece of crap.

It's affecting me in everything i do. I can't think, can't even eat in peace.

Talking about living this life? I should be a suicide bomber.

Screw my f****** head. It's f****** pain i can't even f****** think.

F*** the f****** f******. I'm not gonna retry.

If we ever fall out, i will never. Never, find another person.

Tonia told me not to say this, but i'll just take half the advice.

The other half, is for me to waiver. In case, things require changing.

But from now on, i should start getting used to the title 'Bachelor'.

Screw. If you wanna talk tomorrow, find me.

The Artistic Durian Trip.

2007-07-17T06:04:00.000-07:00

Great. What a day.

Went out to buy camp stuff at Velocity.

Velocity? Vivocity?

I think Velocity.

Try saying this real fast over and over:

VelocityVivocityVelocityVivocityVelocity...

Haha. Anyway, i got these hot new swim skins (upper half).

Spandex, should i say?

Grips my body like a f****** parasite.

Kinky. Just too bad i couldn't get pink.

I wonder if i wore this for bintan camp, who'll i be turning on?

No parents there....hmmm....

Joking! Joking!

Yeah, girls, slap me across the face. I deserve it.

Whatever....

I got these water shoes too...black and orange. My favourite colours.

Costed about $139...i think.

Freaking expensive. Burned a hole through my wallet, pants, and...what's under it.

And...a bath towel. The cool quick-dry ones i think Don-O-Van uses.

Or, preferably, Uncle D. The dictionary throwing master.

Hey! It's an art...! Don't get me wrong...

You know what Gandhi says about all this, don't ya?

Ok, ok...i won't repeat that joke.

But it is a sin to read that stuff!

Ouch. My wrist hurts. Not from typing....you won't wanna know anyway.

Tim helped me fix some new things into my blog.

And congrats to Nicole Lim for scoring 100% for the truefriendtest.

Also, my deepest condolences to Jon Pong, who has been finally identified offically is the Jerk v. 2.1 BETA or whatever the name was again.

I can't wait for Bintan Camp Loola thingy. Just suffer for a few more days...

It'll come soon.

Oh yeah, to all fellow 8 graders, read page 139 of that ghost story book.

There's a simple but horny message in it.

And by the way, someone, whom we're all familiar with, called me a Walking Cock.

You know...cock....like....oh gosh. Never mind.

Just, walking cock.

I was just asking if equipment was on sale at his Sexuality talk!

Not my fault. Innocent minds do wander....

Anyway. I learnt that the back of the art room is quite a good place for isolation.

And that singing with Ben Tan is a good way to kill boredom.

And Jason.

And Tim.

And our dearly beloved art teacher.

*Sigh....that sounded like an episode of Care Bears.

Oh shoot! Forgot what Ivor said!

Ending post here! *Nothing left to say anyway.

Drinkable Petrol

2007-07-15T05:46:00.000-07:00

I think the Documentary Of Thy F****** Jerks is time to put aside.

More posts coming your way though!

Just tell me (in school maybe) what you want me to write on. I'll try my best.

But hey! Too much of my blog isn't good for your body though...

I mean... you know what Gandhi says about this...don't you?

"Well, neither do i, it's a sin to read that stuff!" - Yeah. Point made.

Fact of the day: Boy, i am freakin' full...

I think i ate too much. About 3 bowls of ice cream...

I think i'm going to be sick. Haha. No school for me!

Joking. I love, school.

At least better than home....

Can't wait for school tomorrow....haha

Ok, signing off here!

Modern-day Jerks

2007-07-12T02:50:00.000-07:00

READERS DISCRETION:
IF YOU FIND YOURSELF ACTING JERK-LIKE, OR BEING THE JERK ITSELF, BE WARNED.
ALSO, IF YOU'RE NAME IS JON PONG, DON'T READ THIS EITHER. YOU ARE WARNED TOO.

Jerk, originated from the chinese word (zhe) which means 'this'.

As an Englishman walked down chinatown and heard someone say the chinese word while pointing to another man, who had short hair, a XXXL size shirt, and looked like the son of a aardvark. Thus, thinking that the chinese word was cool, he invented the word 'jerk' from 'zhe'.

Modern day historians confirm that the Jerk, whom the chineseman was referring to, was none other than Jon Pong.

The Mathematical Equation which calculates the Jerk is as such:
(Jerk) = A cos[(t)] + C.

Upon questioning Jon Pong about this jerk-like behaviour, he says,

"No?! Hey don't be stupid lah you chicken wing."

Princess Leia was unavailable for comment.

A study conducted by the Institute of Jerkiness, shows that most jerks deny being a jerk.

However, there is also another illness called the Pseudo-Jerk Syndrome.

People which have symptoms of wishing they were gays, or tries being a jerk have this chronic disease.

Lucky for non-jerks, this diesase cannot be caught very easily.

All you need is a Stalker's Talisman, which can be found at your nearest 7-11.

While stocks last.

Also, a little bit of ass-stuffing ninjitsu lessons would be good for warding away the Jerk spirits.

However, the jerks need advancement.

Ever since the evolution of man, the Jerks have been evolving too.

Until the year 1819, when Sir Stanford Raffles was not a stupid statue.

Sir Stanford Raffles was sitting at his veranda, drinking saltwater from a coconut, when he saw a bright light.

"By golly! My f****** lord! Is that a spaceship?"

The flying UFO landed, and out came a figure.

Unfortunately, it was not Clark Kent, for it was Singapore, not Smallville.

It was one, who identified imself as the Jerk v. 2.1 BETA.

Till today, this Jerk is stil roaming around our world.

Researchers link this Jerk to other names, such as 'Mango Pongding'.

However, there is still insufficent evidence to prove this.

*Phew...

Other symptoms of Jerkiness are as such:

-Eating chicken rice.

-Eating Chicken rice out of fish tanks.

-Watching people eat catfood on Youtube.

-Then attempting to eat the catfood while filming themselves to post on Youtube.

-Loving classical music, but tries to play Mozart on the Electric Guitar.

-Likes to use food items as swear words eg. chicken rice, chicken wing etc.

-Enjoys watching hot gals at the beach suntanning.

-But later realises that he can't do the same or his fats will cook into lard.

-Lastly, admitting, he is not a jerk, though he/she is obviously one.

Retro-Jerks are jerks that try to be cool. They include the Scissor Sisters.

They try to wear freaky stuff like big sunglasses in pitch dark.

Some Retro-Jerks ever cut off their balls just to retain a high-pitched gay voice.

As you can see, the first milkshake was invented by a Retro-Jerk.

The two men, who wishes to remain anonymous, say that they created the first milkshake by closing their eyes and sucking on each other's hoses.

The pure end-product would be frozen and tested, before adding sugar.

After that, they would shake the substance until it becomes very white and frothy.

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So, Liane, how did'ya like that?

Boy, my fingers ache...

Expecto Patronum.

2007-07-11T08:36:00.001-07:00

Just came back from the 'sneak' peek of Harry Potter OTP.

Mag-nificent! Just love Voldemort!

He's like...emo, and cool....yeah.

No nose. Can't breathe....haha.

Harry needs some sun, he's paler than the ghosts.

Anyway, so does Ron, and the rest of the cast.

Hermione? Erm....never mind, won't comment.

Blah.....there's a lot to talk about, but i'm not gonna blow my private affairs online.

So.....that's about it....people.

And clare, jap people are NOT ugly. Trust me, i know when i see one.

P.S - To whom it may concern, the only person in my life who should be concerned:

I'm sorry. My fault. The line on my MSN name is meant for you.

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And thanks, clare. I really needed that.

I felt my body yearning...

2007-07-10T03:35:00.000-07:00

I really have no idea no what to post.

Anyone have an idea?

Wait. I have an idea...

"CALLING ALL READERS! FOR MY NEXT POST, I'D LIKE TO ENTERTAIN YOU BY WRITING A POST ON A SUBJECT OF YOUR CHOICE. IT COULD BE ABOUT ANYTHING (NOT ANYBODY) BE IT FROM STARCRAFT TO HELLO KITTY, TAG THE TOPIC ON MY TAGBOARD AND I'LL DO A POST ON IT!"

The Darkest Hour.

2007-07-09T07:05:00.000-07:00

I really can't understand what's going on with me!

God, this feels so wrong!

I feel, weak, uncertain, uncontrolled...powerless.

Like a fire, which is dying off.

Gosh! Someone help me! I'm gonna kill myself if i continue like this!

How come i'm becoming so...cold?

Am i turning away?

Am i...becoming an anti-socialist?

I really don't feel safe anymore. This is not me.

I feel weak. Like never to face myself again.

What's happening to me! Someone f****** explain?!

Oh god, shit! I'm gonna screw my wrists till they bleed!

Bleed the f*** out of me! Why am i like this?

I'm not this kind of person! Somebody!

Oh...god! F*** it! F*** it!

I need a knife, make sure it's freaking sharp and rusted...

God! I need help! Arrgh!

FREAK WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?

SOMEONE TELL ME BEFORE THIS KNIFE F***S MY WRISTS!

SHIT! FREAKING SHIT! YOU'RE A F****** BASTARD, YOU KNOW THAT?

HUH, YOU THINK IT'S COOL SITTING UP THERE? HUH?

ACTING LIKE GOD?! SAVING THE WORLD?

IF YOU'RE THAT COOL? WHY DON'T YOU JUST F****** SAVE ME B****?!

HUH?! COME ON!

Oh god...what am i doing...?

Oh....god......

Isolated.

2007-07-09T04:37:00.000-07:00

Another post.

Before we start, let me say my official statement of the day:

TO HELL WITH GRADE 7 VIOLIN WOOHOO!

Ok. That's all i gotta say.

To those who know me well, the title could say more than just the word itself.

Screensavers on L.F.M.A.O

2007-07-07T18:49:00.000-07:00

Today, unfortunately, is Sunday.

MY VIOLIN EXAM IS TOMORROW!

Shoot man, screw it. I'm gonna fail like crap.

How do you sight read again?

Screw. I'm a dead man. Scales, arpeggios, everything else is crappy.

Maybe 2 of 3 of the main pieces are ok. Maybe 1 of 3.

"Die lah..." - Die...lah.

Hope i don't get this crap shit of an examiner.

Some examiners can get really scary. I mean it.

If i can even just pull through, it'll be a bloody miracle.

I mean, wouldn't it just be peachy...

If we could all just sit around the house, swirlin' red wine all day...

Oh gosh...Damn the exam.

"Damn the exam..." Wait. That rhymes!

Lame.

I'm really out of life, particularly at this moment.

*Sigh.

I guess i'll just have to get happy, in the same nappy i just got crappy in!

Lame, again.

Anyway. Does anyone i know play Habbo? Tag your user on the c-box.

"C-box, 24/7" - Sounds particularly like a really cool phrase.

Ok, before i die out of shit, I'm going to practice m'violin.

*Sigh. Screw the f****** exams.

P.S - Sambal, really that good?

Overcooking Crabsticks in a Refridgerator.

2007-07-06T06:50:00.001-07:00

To post? Or not to post?

Today was really uninteresting.

Played about 3+ hours of the same game (not neopets).

Practiced, for the first time this week, for 15mins, my violin.

Screwed up later, during violin class. (Violin exam's on the 9th!)

No swimming. Stayed dry.

Got a haircut. I tried to pay attention to the guy while he was cutting my hair.

I know, they always turn out disasterous when i listen to my mp3.

Erm...played Habbo when i came home, which is now.

Ok. That's about my 24 hours.

By the way. Is sambal on toast nice? I'm chilli intolerant.

Glorification of Drainwater

2007-07-05T05:32:00.000-07:00

Boo.

Afraid?

Never mind.

I'll start today's post with a joke.

- There was a 13 year old boy who had a school camp. His name was Tom. During lights out, he asked his teacher, Ms Li, if he could sleep with her. "No!" Ms Li said. But Tom insisted, and she finally agreed. Halfway through the night, Tom asked Ms Li if he could poke her in the belly button with his finger. Again, she said no, but Tom insisted again, and she agreed. But when Tom poked her, she screamed, "Hey! Don't poke me there! That's not my belly button!" Only to get Tom's reply, "That's not my finger either, Ms Li."-

So how did'ya like that?

Anyway, back to business, hmm...

Yeah, today was as usual, but only the pool was freaky.

I was swimming, as usual, when out of a sudden, the bloody water pump underwater burst out.

There was this big puff of chlorine, then all these dead bits of leaves started blasting out.

Bloody cloud of dirt smelt really bad. Coach didn't give a damn.

We came out of the pool smelling like a f****** drain.

I still smell a bit like a f****** drain.

Hey anyway, SOS people! ... _ _ _ ...

I need the bintan camp pack list. Might have misplaced mine...

Semi-swear word of the day: Wah Biang!

I dunno, just found it funny to say.

Anyway, the tagboard hasn't been moving in quite a while.

Not too sure if i'm blogging to myself.

So, this is where it ends. Period.

Where's the Screwdriver?

2007-07-03T20:16:00.000-07:00

Just fixed some new things into my blog.

Hope you people like it.

I'll post again later. Till then!

I've a heart of solid steel, not marshmallows.

2007-07-02T07:04:00.000-07:00

Today was...rather interesting.

Woke up early, blah blah blah, did random things,

Then played violin, blah blah blah, played violin again,

Did math, played violin, read a book, did violin again,

Blah, ate lunch, read a magazine, played a com game,

Did my friend's homework, blah, blah blah, then continued playing,

Attempted to fix my bike, blah, threw stones across the road, blah,

Gave my dog a bath in a large pail, blah, tried drying him with a straw,

Blah, blah, blah.

Watched some tv, et cetra, shouted hooray, blah blah, played guitar,

Played 21's with myself (it's a single player game, stupid.)

Listened to J.Timberlake's Summer Love about 50 times over (i think.)

...

...

Wait. Why am i doing all this again?

This blog ain't a f****** documentary!

Shucks man, ain't life a piece of stupid pie? Or moron cake?

Seems like someone threw in, extra dumb juice!

Now, someone beat me, with a stick!

Godamn it. Mom's calling.

Godamn it.

2007-07-01T07:11:00.000-07:00

Hi. Again.

I'd like to start today's blog by reminding all readers that Keane, my cuz, is an ass.

Also, a minute of silence for my face, which just got whipped by my E-string.

Yeah, my violin string broke while i was playing it. I said "F***!".

There's a slight cut on my face.

Morale of story:

-Never play with the E-string. It hurts while you're having fun.

Man, that sounded sick.

Lets make that previous statement horny to the max.

-Never play with the G-spot. It really hurts while you're having fun.

Ouch. If some girl reads that i'm a dead man. Or am i already?

*Sigh. Oh well.

Man, my face hurts.

Hold on a sec.

-Please wait-

Back. Neopets sure is fun.

They've got this new Altador Cup thingy.

But the Yooyuball thing sucks.

Sorry. I'm just bored.

"I started a joke...it made the whole world..." - Sorry!

Boy! I'm really bored.

Ok. That's about it.

Irritation Override.

2007-06-29T22:24:00.000-07:00

Oh well. Sorry, my avid (maybe) readers. My modem decided not to work yesterday.

So i screwed the thing up. Hope it'll listen to me now.

I've got violin later. Shoot.

Yesterday,i had violin class too.

And so was thursday. Monday too, i think.

Don't ask me why. I have no idea myself.

Anyway. What are you people doing out there anyway? Please, people...

Talk to me...

Oh yeah. Yesterday, was at m'cuz's house...

Fact file of the day:
-Keane, my other cuz, has something cramped up his ass.

That's why he's a pain up there.

He a bloody...never mind.

Really, i could have hit him with the cue stick yesterday.

Or what was it called again?

Nuts to that, i'll just call it a stick.

I'm really bored. My hands are a lil' tired.

And so is the rest of my body. Screw it.

Darn......

Screw.Thy.Bitch.

2007-06-28T00:51:00.000-07:00

F*** it. Bitch.

Screw their asses! Bloody mother f****** sister!

She's a bitch. That's what she is.

"Loser" spells all over her goddamn bloody mother f****** face.

Right now, i'd like to beat her eyes out with a stick.

Or tie her to a car and crash it. Wait, poor car.

Why does god create mother f****** on this planet?

Doesn't he realise that it's these people who make others die faster?

F*** that woman. One more time she insults another of my friends...

She's gonna find herself hung by the neck. And i mean it.

I don't care what happens to me after that. Some bitches are worth killing for.

I don't even know why i'm angry for?! Getting worked up over a whore?

She doesn't even fit 'whore' material. Maybe 'trashcan' or 'dustbin'.

F***. What a great way to spoil my day.

Now i'm getting f****** angry. I'm gonna tear her throat apart.

Wish i had brass knuckles...could do something worthwhile with them.

F***.

When Macdonald's sells rice instead...

2007-06-27T20:55:00.000-07:00

I'm back. Woot.

Trying to be sarcastic.

Boy, The trip was...ok. Not bloody exciting or what.

But i did sleep loads.

How is it possible that i'm still f****** tired?

Crap. I'm gonna get vulgar.

Whatever it is, shopping was the main thing we did, actually.

I was like the goddamn f****** trolley-man!

F*** it! I've never spent so much of my time in a ladies section of a mall!

It wasn't meant to be fun,or whatever. It was boring.

Yeah.*Yawn...

We went to this waterfall thing. Mom made me go under it.

It was not a massage. It was like this bloody back-breaker.

Couldn't really walk after that.

You have to take a raft to get under the waterfall.

The raftman was quite sadistic. He stopped directly under the waterfall for about a minute.

It was not nice. Trust me.

That was the day i think i drank the most water in my life.

Oh shoot. Sister coming in. Gotta go. I'll post again later!

Out to Lunch. Be back in 5 mins.

2007-06-21T17:45:00.000-07:00

Out to The Philippines. Be back in 5 days.

As i said, hope there's a com. I'll blog as often as time permits.

And resources...too.

Hey have you people been playing Neopets lately?

I was really bored. Don't blame me.

Stupid cuz. He's the culprit.

Ok....i ran out of topics.

Screw it. Ending post here.

P.S - If there's no posts these few days, it doesn't mean my blog's dead.

Shiver me timbers'.

2007-06-20T07:11:00.000-07:00

Hi, again. I'm stuck on POTC.

I've mentioned POTC...as in the abbreviation before. So don't ask.

It's fun to play....i'm not playing At World's End.

It's the first game we're refering to. The Xbox version.

Woot. It's freaking fun.

I've also just realised that goat's milk tastes like crap.

Not that i've tasted crap before.

There's a funny aftertaste to every drink of goat's milk.

Anyway, the milk was courtesy of Hay Dairies Singapore.

Woot. I'm freaking high.

"Hey-ho, hey-ho, a pirates life for me..." - Me singing, by the way.

Love the bloody game.

Anyway. Guys...and gals out there. I wanna know what's going on with you people!

Tag my tagboard - leave your blog or whatever there...i'll deal with it.

Oh well...things are getting boring.

I'm leaving, anyway, for the philippines(?) on Friday. Hope there's a com there.

And....for those who are interested to know. I'm fully recovered. Woot.

I seem to be using 'woot' to often. Hmmm....

'Friggin' died off. I realised if you wanna swear, do a full swear.

Not try and cover it up.

So...F***. Censors still apply.

Ok then, gotta go.

"And a bottle o' rum....."

It's over.

2007-06-19T08:05:00.000-07:00

Just got back from my concert.

Decided to post at night...then i'll have more things to post.

All went well this night, maybe not for some.

My solo went great. Never better.

At least Sofia was cool. She was great too.

Try...and figure out who Sofia is.

If you're in the same school as me, you've seen her before.

Anyway, concert piano solo's sucketh to thine core.

Sounded like crap...only the Chopin Impromptu Whatever was good.

I have no idea how you spell that title. Chopin Fantasy Impromptu?

Never mind. It was played well.

All the violinists did well. Pianists...maybe.

They were really low in grade, most of the pianists...

Gosh! I'm still in my concert stuff!

And it's bloody hot in my room, and in my shirt.

Man...

Someone put the Air-con on please? I'm being polite you mothers!

But anyway. The finale sounded like a national day speech.

Haha, great laugh. Tried not to on stage, at least.

Beep Buzz....

Oh well. I'm being random.

Anyway, on the whole, everybody did well. Good job guys!...and gals.

Sofia.

2007-06-18T07:59:00.000-07:00

Just got back from rehearsals...tired, but...yeah.

I'm more recovered actually. About 98% recovered i suppose.

Oh well, hope no one bugs me in this post.

Haven't eaten dinner really...but i'm not hungry.

Tomorrow's my concert. Hope i pull through.

Me and Sofia...we're gonna do fine.

If, she doesn't go out of tune...that is...

Coz stage policies say that if strings go out of tune, excuse is given.

Which...in other words means, restart the piece from the beginning.

I'm not going to get that.

I've got the bloody Mika song 'Love Today' stuck in my head.

Shit. It's a bad thing.

Mom coming! Shoot!

MoTown Dawg.

2007-06-15T20:36:00.000-07:00

I'm feeling slightly better now. Still bits of cough and stuff.

Yeah, but i'm better on the whole.

My com is taking lagging to a whole new dimension.

I can type like 1 line ahead of the com.

I've got loads of work to do....will post again when i've got time!

By the way, the bloody new friend test shit failed to load, so, never mind about it.

Thx peeps. If you're finding my posts getting boring, pls tell me...

The fall of 2Wire906 the Third.

2007-06-14T19:33:00.000-07:00

Hey, hey, hey. Ladies! You need to stop.

Don't argue my sicknesses over the tagboard! Haha.

I'm slightly better, been taking antibiotics (not panadol).

Oh well. Wanted to post yesterday, but 2 things:

- Sick, couldn't really post.
- My modem, 2Wire906, crashed.

There seems to be a cybernetics revolution brooding in the motherboard...

Whatever it is, i rebooted the modem, hoping it would work.

Miracuously, it did.

So, yeah, i do have internet now, hope it'll last.

Anyway, things seem to have gotten better for me so far...

I had this squeaky lil' rash for a bit.

Looked like hammorage, but it also didn't look like one.

So got it checked (finally, at the doctor) had to take this freaky blood test.

Apparently, the phrase 'full blood charting' meant:

"Stick the bloody tube into that guy and suck up what's left of him!"

It was crazy.

Especially with the trainee nurse/doctor who had no idea how to find a vein.

She was like rammming the jab thing into bloody random areas.

So i had to show her where a vein was. Bloody hell, pain and embarrassing.

Never mind, felt a little faint after the test.

Was complaining about the stupidity of the staff.

Polyclinic, By the way.

The same trainee can't aim a plaster.

She plastered up my jab wound, completely missing the wound.

Stupidity personified.

Anyway, better end off post here, before 2Wire906 crashes again.

Bullet from the shotgun that hit me in the nuts.

2007-06-13T05:43:00.001-07:00

Too sick to really post. I'll do that tomorrow.

Burning for Eternity.

2007-06-11T20:14:00.000-07:00

I lost count of the number of days i was sick for.

I'm still sick, though, that's all i know.

I need antibiotics. Panadol is not a recovery drug.

Gosh. My eyes are watery.

I can't really see anything...maybe a lil' blur.

I'm like a block of ice, or so it feels, but my body heat is like a bloody microwave.

Should i do a long post? I'll try.

Oh well....looks like it's gonna rain...

Shoot. I really can't see now. So f****** hard to type.

Wait till i get better. F****** fever.

Temperature Rising

2007-06-10T19:24:00.000-07:00

Tata Young really did make a point. My fever's not getting ny better.

I'm like a Firebat. Only those classic com freaks will get it.

*Cough. I don't even have a thermometer.

Not that i need one to tell if i'm sick or not.

Panadol is wearing off again. Damn.

And i just took it! Freaking piece of shit.

*Cough. Oh well...

I'm freezing. It's weird, how while your body is burning away, youre like a frozen duck.

Don't ask why i said duck. I just thought of it.

Ok. I'm bored now. Ending the post here.

Hot Spots.

2007-06-09T18:25:00.000-07:00

*Cough.

It's yesterday's tomorrow! And i'm still down with this bloody fever.

To imagine i still need to go for violin class later...

Gosh. *Cough.

I'm really tired to type. Somebody help me type?

End of Short Post.

I sizzle...

2007-06-09T07:58:00.000-07:00

...with a fever.

Gosh it sucks.

It feels like a bathtub full of ice cubes. Strange, but true.

I learned a new semi-swearword: Friggin'.

Courtesy of Liane's blog. It's on my tagboard.

Anyway. It sounds like...some brand of cheap toothpaste.

I'm not gonna say where it's manufactured...you should get what i'm thinking.

*Sigh. Fevers are boring pieces of crap.

And bloody (friggin') panadol tastes like crap too.

Or should i say...Paracetamol?

Whatever it is, it (friggin') tastes like a bucket of shit.

The shit, i mean. Not tasting like the bucket.

Holy crap. My blanket's not working. I'm still bloody freezing...

Censored: My bloody balls are shrinking. God!

"I don't want to turn into a Jon Pong!" - God save me.

I'm still freezing like...f***. (frig'(?))

I need a bloody heater. Wonder if fire's hot enough.

IF I CAN JUST GET OUT OF THIS (FRIGGIN') BLANKET!

The only thing that's keeping me warm is my lappy.(laptop)

Well.....that only applies to my fingers.

This definitely is A Fever I Can't Sweat Out, Panic!.

Ok. My fingers are screwing up.

Ths rom is so frigiin cld i cnt evn spel proply.

-Please wait.-

*Heating up hands...

Got it! I have an idea...

*Reaches for pair of socks.

*Puts socks over hands.

Yeah! This rocks!

Except...typing is a lil' problem...

I knew this china (whoops!) brand of socks is good.

Hey, but china! ~ That's a compliment.

Fact of the Day: China is good in producing cheap socks.

Be happy, you noodle eating...rice licking...cock...never mind.

This seems to be making good effect. The socks are REAL good.

Should be called gloves instead.

Gosh! It's 11:12 p.m? Holy (Frig')!

-Please wait-

*Warming legs on hot laptop fan radiators...

*Failed.

Smokes. Shoot. My senses tingle. No, i'm not Spiderman, stupid.

I'm geting goosebumps. The cold is killing me.

No, Jason...and Ben Tan. Not that sort of cold.

It's too cold to get cold.

Self-group humour: Excuse us.

Looking back at my title. I understand.

I'm not egoistic. Read the title, then read the first line of my post.

Ok. Socks/gloves are (friggin') getting cold now.

(Frig')!

Ok. Ending post here...before Ivor kills me.

P.S - Happy spot? You mean like...Geylang? Joking, joking.

Can i say LOL?

Wait. i think i just did.

Optimism.

2007-06-08T20:04:00.000-07:00

This post is gonna be real short. Nice for Ivor's pleasure of reading.

Well, it seems like things are getting better.

Thanks Clare...Liane...M'gal...Bro...

It's good to know people like you guys.

Ok Ivor. Short enough?

The Un-alive Soul. 667.

2007-06-08T18:20:00.000-07:00

Over-optimistic: It's a new day! Time to start afresh!

Reality check: I'm still f***** up. Nothing's going to change.

Sorry Ivor. My posts aren't gonna get any better.

I post till it doesn't fit my title context.

Ok, so i'm like a bloody piece of f***, being so down...

"Happiness....." - What's that again? Dictionary, anyone?

That word seems familiar...but i really can't imagine it's feeling anymore.

I really wished that someone could tie me up right now, and whip my back...

...till all the flesh is ripped off.

Or use a scapel, and slowly skin off my flesh...

*Sigh...thing's are definitely not going to get better.

I can't even Do a single thing right.

By the way - 667 is to show how close i am to the devil(666).

I'm just next door.

Un-alive? Happiness was taken away from me...i'm like a bloody empty shell.

I know nothing about happiness now. I'm worse than an undead.

Gosh. Why do things stick around?

I'm too f***** up to post anymore.

It's my bloodstained penknife that keeps me alive...

2007-06-08T06:43:00.000-07:00

It's been so long after the incident.

I'm not recovering.

Trying not to slash myself either. It's hard.

It's uncomfortable trying to resist.

I feel so bad now. I wanna kill myself.

My house is not tall enough, can't jump.

No rope here, can't hang either.

Nope, no water, can't drown.

Stab? Too painful.

Wait. I can try electricity...

Shit. No main socket. After all, i never wanted to die of an electric shock.

Still, cutting seems to be the best method so far.

But i've got promises to keep.

*Sigh. Clare...just once, please?

There's no other option...please?

*Sigh..dunno whether she reads my blog.

Oh shit. This is getting bad. Real bad.

I really need to slash. F*** it.

Oooh....shit, help someone?

Please? Anybody?

This is like a bloody hangover. It sucks like shit.

Oh GOD! F****** guy upstairs! Can you bloody hear me?

Or is your goddamn ears too stuck up with someone elses crap?

...ok, sorry. Should'nt have said all that. I'm getting rash.

"Hail Mary full of whatever..." - Praying, in case you didn't realise.

Clare...come on! Just once, i won't be bad...please?

Oh gosh.

OH MY GOD I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE THIS SUCKS I'M GONNA KILL MYSELF!

God. F****** asshole.

F***. F***, f***, f***, f***.

Stab my heart and hope to die.

2007-06-08T04:57:00.000-07:00

The worst day ever.

I just feel so f****** screwed.

F*** it. I'm always so f****** screwed.

You wanna know how i feel? Do you?!

I tell you, it's so f****** bad i can't even describe my f****** feelings.

F***. Why me?

Go get some other asshole to pick on!

Why those questions? Just why those f****** questions?!

My God! Shit! Someone, i need a blade.

A lil' rusty would be just fine.

God! Screw the bloody f****** world! Why put me here?

F*** you b****! F*** you!

Gosh! She's gonna drive me nuts!

"Why do you pretend to love me?" - Who do you think i am? Huh?!

I'm some random asshole, i see.

So this is how i should be.

Some bloody Care Bear, spreading the world with love...

Then when your time comes, someone picks you up, and dumps you.

Is that it? F*** it.

If that's what you think, then it's over ok?

You tell me. Have i just been wasting my time on you?

Or have you just been making me the fool?

You decide. Tell me you answer....no wait. Don't.

I'm too f****** screwed up to ever want to know.

I can't even decide whether i should continue like this.

It sucks, ok? Why don't you try?

All the while, been there, held you hand...been whatever you wanted...

And all you can tell me is why i pretended.

You wanna know why i pretended? Coz i love you.

Or so i used to.

I'm so bloody f****** confused now.

Should we continue? Or not?

It's up to you.

I wash my hands off this. I had enough.

Trying to save this from tearing apart is ripping me into pieces.

I can't say anything else. F*** it.

Me and my screwed up life. Try it.

Correction Tapes and Liquid Papers.

2007-06-07T05:52:00.000-07:00

I need some of that. For my com.

My com doesn't allow me to edit my posts...have to wait till school reopens.

So bear with my f****** spelling errors for the time being.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

What the f*** is with my formalities.

Lets try again.

"Like it or not, you have to live with my shit. Capiche, jackass?"

That's more like it.

Playing GTA LCS - Go find out what that is if you're a game geek, geek.

Keep getting busted. F****** cops.

Really, i just wanna blast their f****** balls off with a hand grenade.

Footsteps again? Please mom, don't bother me now...

Can't you see i'm busy posting?

"What are you doing ah? Playing games?" - Whatever mom...

"Erm...no, i'm reading my chinese work...damn difficult man!..." - Haha.

Mission Complete.

Fact of the day: I am Pro.

Ego.

Again....sorry...personal humour...

Got busted again....no way...

Ok, enough of this crap.

Today was...tiring.

Swim training sucks. I had to swim a total of 8km in 1 and a half hours...

And now my f****** leg is so f***** up i can't even swear properly.

I can't even think properly...f***.

Can't wait for tomorrow though.

See m'gal again. Yeah!

Gotta go play my violin now. Shit.

End of post.

Rumours had it...

2007-06-06T20:39:00.000-07:00

Here goes another post.

Today looks optimistic. The weather...bright and sunny.

M'gal hasn't sms-ed me in a long time.

Should go sms her.

- Please Wait -

...

...

...

...

- Thank you for waiting -

Whatever. Back to posting.

Nothing much happened this morning.

The only bad thing is my bloody keyboard keeps getting stuck.

Wait. Footsteps. Is that my mom?

Never mind.

I might be going over to my cuz's house later.

Bash the....ok no matter Liane.

I sound like a bounty hunter.

M'gal, don't get the wrong idea.

I'm just doing business... hunting business.

Hope my cuz doesn't read my blog.

Oh well...

I'm alone...m'gal still hasn't replied...

*Sigh. Life can never get anymore boring than this.

Should go play a game.

*Attempts to play tic-tac-toe with himself.

I won! YOU SUCK ASSHOLE.

Wait. I lost too.

What am i doing? Gosh.

I seem to be slowly decomposing away...

T thing it's the effect of Long Term Starcraft.

It's a disease i heard, where you play too much stuff from Blizzard.

Now let me attempt to amuse myself.

*Reads a chinese book.

*Throws chinese book out of the window. Joking.

Hey! I actually got amused!

Ok, sorry people. Personal humour.

Damn, have to go swimming later.

My head is already full of chlorine. How much more do you want in there?

And to think....god.

Yesterday was fun.

I tried to spin 20 plastic 2 dollar notes in the washing machine.

It was real cool. Like Yusof being washed clean.

But the notes didn't come out shiny. Should add more soap powder next time.

By the way, the money came from my mom's wallet...and from mine.

I took the next half an hour drying them with a book. (Like in a fan action...)

Ok. That's about for my morning. Gonna go play Starcraft.

" On the first day of Christmas....Blizzard gave to me....a brand new SCV..."

That is the Starcraft version of the 12 Days of Christmas.

Signing off now. Out!

Gimme a blade....someone?

2007-06-06T06:05:00.000-07:00

Shit. I feel so bad. I'm not gonna say why.

Why that question?

Please. If there's really something you want to tell me, just do.

Shit...f***. F*** it. I'm just an emo piece of crap.

Mom here.

I've got a 3mm stuck in my head.

2007-06-06T03:01:00.000-07:00

Let's start the next post by addressing Liane again.

I'm not getting the wrong idea. I already have my own.

And i'm....hilarious? You've got a nice mum. Trust me, definitely better than mine.

Ok, time check, i've got 15 mins before swim.

Tonight's the bloody time trials.

Listening to Circle Circle Dot Dot. Bloody nice.

"Now kindly please remove your top..." - Don't you just love the song?

Hope i have time to post later. M'gal is....should go sms her.

Oh well...

Missing school. It's bloody boring at home.

I went to watch POTC3. It was nice.

To all movie geeks, POTC is Pirates of the Carribean.

Duh....

Ok....i have about 8 minutes left of post time.

Shoot. I don't want to repeat the post in 2 minutes.

I almost died in violin class today.

Somebody should buy me a coffin...just in case.

I just tried something today.

A Cheese Sausage Prata. Homemade.

Still reminising...

F***. I just started a new craving.

Shit. Should i go make one?

oh wait. Concentrate on the post. Maybe you won't make so many f****** spelling errors.

Ok. 5 mins left.

Tra-la-la...

Wait. What the hell is wrong with my bloody f****** b**** asshole clock?!

Shit. @@*^!(@*&^(_!&^^!$

Gotta go. I'm actually late by ten minutes.

Shoot.

The Effect of Rabbit Stew and Eggs.

2007-06-05T07:38:00.000-07:00

Ok. Let's start of by addressing Liane.

Are you reading my blog everyday?

Oh shit... Mom here. Post tomorrow.

Sorry m'gal. Cant go online. Mom.....

Love you so much.

A dagger, anyone?

2007-06-03T23:52:00.000-07:00

I ran out of titles.

I dunno what to blog either...

Darn.