because im doing something important tomorrow.
because i no longer need the sleep i've been missing.
because my life is continuously ruined in my hands.
because finally its time someone knew something again.
again again behind that thick masked facade.
yes, a masked facade.
a masked mask.
tomorrow's publicity. why am i getting so afraid?
at the same time. why am i feeling so... helpless...
God help me, God help me, i kept chanting in disbelief.
because i cant. i cant bring myself to believe.
i feel like...
i had fallen from God.
suddenly it makes sense.
why when i retreat from the bustle. all's left is a shell of nothingness.
the skies are all grey, its like im distanced.
nothing's real and tangible... i had faded into the background.
isit abt... O's?
could it be... that..
my 6th sense's divination.. has hit the spot?
i always guessed things right. my hunches never failed me.
is that why?
is that why im feeling so grounded, so stuck.
so miserable to totured.
no im sure. im sure i asked for it.
the phone rang. i had to remove that hoarse.
whats so unforgivable
what makes hope. literally fade away?
what can separate us from the love of God?
im rather convinced, we can.
i need the correct attitudes.
i dont want to PUT ON AN ACT!
DARN! i want to be TRUE
i WANT TO BE REAL
i DONT WANT TO BE BlABBERING MY BELIEFS
THINGS THAT I CANNOT EVEN FEEL.
WHATS THIS?
HAVE I BEEN NUMBING MYSELF?
DID I CAUSE MYSELF TO BE SO HARDENNED?
surely
the flame of the holyspirit and move this stubborn heart?
surely it can consume of hardest of diamonds?
why not me.
why not me?
please lead me home.
please, lead me home.
before dawn breaks.
lord may i be home,
sweet home...
the sky's only glowing redder.
the colours have yet to return?
the leaves have fallen.
only loneliness remains.
i've lost my compass,
i crucified my companion.
but magically...
somehow i always knew i'll be home..
im just a little... far away.
never too far.
now wheres the needle.
point, i will follow.
peace?
Saturday, November 03, 2007
Monday, October 22, 2007
nice one la
wel' done poet.
you're back again amidst the Olevels,
you're just the ultimate blogger, so i'll give you, myself
a cyber clap.
today's amath was easy.
with the peas.
well. even though it was easy, as always, being the take-it-all for granted
idiotic fool i am, i just didnt quite have the reason to be happy.
well you seee.
as of the paper, i just threw away 10 marks.
for fun, for souvenier, for @#%#%#^ goodness what reasons.
well you might think...
yo.... 10marks nia.
but well. the paper was basically engineered for scoring full marks.
so i really do see the problem with throwing away 10marks.
NOW IF YOU DONT MIND.
the sad part abt this all. is that.
others (thriple science and whatsoevers) had their headstart.
had this really shiok dumb paper which popped out and scared everyone's pants down, laughing.
for me, i screwed up and lost the headstart.
now i can see for myself that its gonna be hell for me should i want
to do well for Amath.
well tomrrow topics are as follow...
binomial (nokick)
functions(nokick)
P&C(nokick)
geometry (pleasee....)
sets notation hm.!
er. i forgot.
oh and relative velocity. (kicks like mad)
well.
gotta study.
so just before i get my butt off the computer chair...
i just want to talk abt how i wanted to emo but this post turned out so
crappy, slipshot, lighthearted etc.
know why?
cauz i had tea in teh afternoon
and being with friends is just so good
had fried dumplings and ice blended ribenna.
with all my friends happily chatting around
there was no longer a reason to maintain the frown.
so i looked forward for the challenges ahead
quickly bringing the ugly feature down.
so here i am sitting amidst of bliss
theres heaven tomrrow and so im excited for tomrrow.
theres nothing worse than burning my time
while sitting at the computer and resting my mind.
its time for hustle.
GG
you're back again amidst the Olevels,
you're just the ultimate blogger, so i'll give you, myself
a cyber clap.
today's amath was easy.
with the peas.
well. even though it was easy, as always, being the take-it-all for granted
idiotic fool i am, i just didnt quite have the reason to be happy.
well you seee.
as of the paper, i just threw away 10 marks.
for fun, for souvenier, for @#%#%#^ goodness what reasons.
well you might think...
yo.... 10marks nia.
but well. the paper was basically engineered for scoring full marks.
so i really do see the problem with throwing away 10marks.
NOW IF YOU DONT MIND.
the sad part abt this all. is that.
others (thriple science and whatsoevers) had their headstart.
had this really shiok dumb paper which popped out and scared everyone's pants down, laughing.
for me, i screwed up and lost the headstart.
now i can see for myself that its gonna be hell for me should i want
to do well for Amath.
well tomrrow topics are as follow...
binomial (nokick)
functions(nokick)
P&C(nokick)
geometry (pleasee....)
sets notation hm.!
er. i forgot.
oh and relative velocity. (kicks like mad)
well.
gotta study.
so just before i get my butt off the computer chair...
i just want to talk abt how i wanted to emo but this post turned out so
crappy, slipshot, lighthearted etc.
know why?
cauz i had tea in teh afternoon
and being with friends is just so good
had fried dumplings and ice blended ribenna.
with all my friends happily chatting around
there was no longer a reason to maintain the frown.
so i looked forward for the challenges ahead
quickly bringing the ugly feature down.
so here i am sitting amidst of bliss
theres heaven tomrrow and so im excited for tomrrow.
theres nothing worse than burning my time
while sitting at the computer and resting my mind.
its time for hustle.
GG
Sunday, October 21, 2007
late hours;
this is pretty cool, after a refreshing bath...
i decided to check if anyone had left interesting posts..
just before we went aimlessly into..
the cold-blooded heartless battlefield.
one such battlefield.. maybe we'd be putting aside friendships
maybe BGR. maybe... relationship with God?
and we're just... crashing around.
defending ourselves with the unsound?
i dont know.
well. im the only person romantic enough to be writing something beforeO's are finally in town.
no i dont want it to be in town
i rather we lived in kampongs and my girlfriend's next door.
and our church is just right in the center and
me and my ah-bangs and khakis are just gonna.
run around, play sepak tekraw, catching, roll in the mud.
pit our insects against the other, and then just laugh and forget.
i rather my brains be filled with wondrous memories, whether happy or sad./
rather than the cold, mute formulaes which
keep yelling and screaming back at me.
i rather be learnt in appretiating God regardless of my condition
rather than even hitting the fringes of how the world works.
well ok. since i said that already.
lets start by appretiation NOw.
but im complacent, i cant.
make O levels past and i'll thank you OK?
im lying i always forget.
i can remember to ask, but never to reciprocate.
i can say i wish for peace
and yet be throwing my nukes and bombs
i just cant stop my fanatical rage of hurting God.
God please disarm me
i keep asking, overwrite the freewill.
just enslave me keep me from sin.
but im being selfish, im being lazy.
im telling God.
look even the free salvation am i lazy to get.
even your assistance i much enlarge like crap.
i dont want help, i dont want blessings.
just make me a zombie who follows blindly.
but you want me to know what im doing.
you want and desire my choice.
and so even when i keep saying that i dont want to choose...
Lord please make you my choice.
im freaking tired with my little campaigns.
im ashamed of how loose i became.
guide me back now into your protection and care.
and let me sleep like a sheep in your hands...
with blessings more than spare can spare.
i decided to check if anyone had left interesting posts..
just before we went aimlessly into..
the cold-blooded heartless battlefield.
one such battlefield.. maybe we'd be putting aside friendships
maybe BGR. maybe... relationship with God?
and we're just... crashing around.
defending ourselves with the unsound?
i dont know.
well. im the only person romantic enough to be writing something beforeO's are finally in town.
no i dont want it to be in town
i rather we lived in kampongs and my girlfriend's next door.
and our church is just right in the center and
me and my ah-bangs and khakis are just gonna.
run around, play sepak tekraw, catching, roll in the mud.
pit our insects against the other, and then just laugh and forget.
i rather my brains be filled with wondrous memories, whether happy or sad./
rather than the cold, mute formulaes which
keep yelling and screaming back at me.
i rather be learnt in appretiating God regardless of my condition
rather than even hitting the fringes of how the world works.
well ok. since i said that already.
lets start by appretiation NOw.
but im complacent, i cant.
make O levels past and i'll thank you OK?
im lying i always forget.
i can remember to ask, but never to reciprocate.
i can say i wish for peace
and yet be throwing my nukes and bombs
i just cant stop my fanatical rage of hurting God.
God please disarm me
i keep asking, overwrite the freewill.
just enslave me keep me from sin.
but im being selfish, im being lazy.
im telling God.
look even the free salvation am i lazy to get.
even your assistance i much enlarge like crap.
i dont want help, i dont want blessings.
just make me a zombie who follows blindly.
but you want me to know what im doing.
you want and desire my choice.
and so even when i keep saying that i dont want to choose...
Lord please make you my choice.
im freaking tired with my little campaigns.
im ashamed of how loose i became.
guide me back now into your protection and care.
and let me sleep like a sheep in your hands...
with blessings more than spare can spare.
what a time
its just not the time
to be writing poems.
its simply not the time
for tomorrow wont be heaven.
but im sitting alone
my mind stormed with images.
its quietly simple
that i just dont have the answer.
i lied to everyone
except one nicely hidden person.
someone you'd never know
again, isit love or infatuation?
im longed for the day
when i'll whisper into your ear.
where i can pour out my secrets
and all my held up tears.
someday that day will come.
i hope im not hurdling my O's
in view, in anticipation.
in foolish dreaming and painting the perfect picture.
im too young for love.
even i know that myself.
but this stubborn antagonistic heart
wouldnt bid its dreams away.
its a few hours more
before Hell starts.
if only if you were here, slowly counting down.
even such fear would've been dispelled.
i write a poem tonight.
bidding farewell to the halcyon days.
hopefully hopefully
someday i'll say...
welcome back, my halcyon days.
to be writing poems.
its simply not the time
for tomorrow wont be heaven.
but im sitting alone
my mind stormed with images.
its quietly simple
that i just dont have the answer.
i lied to everyone
except one nicely hidden person.
someone you'd never know
again, isit love or infatuation?
im longed for the day
when i'll whisper into your ear.
where i can pour out my secrets
and all my held up tears.
someday that day will come.
i hope im not hurdling my O's
in view, in anticipation.
in foolish dreaming and painting the perfect picture.
im too young for love.
even i know that myself.
but this stubborn antagonistic heart
wouldnt bid its dreams away.
its a few hours more
before Hell starts.
if only if you were here, slowly counting down.
even such fear would've been dispelled.
i write a poem tonight.
bidding farewell to the halcyon days.
hopefully hopefully
someday i'll say...
welcome back, my halcyon days.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
lalala.
ok thats it.
record breaking posting less than a week before O's
harh harh ha.
well ok anyway.....
i was just suddenly considering to get into poly
and again its my mum's fault because she suddenly gave ideas
like i should go for mass comm.
and appear on tv everyday, get to do overseas reports ( free trips? wow)
but then again, thats if i ever get outstanding enough.
but then again (again) im outstanding.
hahaha. nonsense.
well if i ever go poly. i thought this out in half an hour.
i will get a 1+k job for the first 3 months.
get clothes and laptop.
when i have time i will read and improve my england
eh i meant english. see my england, no, english, sucks..
haah. well.
poly has alot of temptations, like mel (not nuff) said.
all the guys have got porn in their lappies.
like thats the ultimate unimaginable thing.
i thought people only surfed porn?
haah
well pitty the girls.
isnt it sad that when your classmates look at you
and if you look good you'd be imagined without clothes?
then again, good looking and eligible guys dont watch porn.
so girls will never have their luck run dry!
ok back to the poly issue.
poly will be.. money.
money will be a problem.
im having headaches abt what to wear when im only
you know. going out twice a week.
on saturdays and sundays.
ok now.
how abt.... going out everyday? (thats the push factor)
die. i would need at least... 3 jeans, and like 10 tops.
lol.
and i will need to gym to fit into t-shirts.
arrgh.
what the heck.
time to hit the books.
hard.
its a vendetta.
record breaking posting less than a week before O's
harh harh ha.
well ok anyway.....
i was just suddenly considering to get into poly
and again its my mum's fault because she suddenly gave ideas
like i should go for mass comm.
and appear on tv everyday, get to do overseas reports ( free trips? wow)
but then again, thats if i ever get outstanding enough.
but then again (again) im outstanding.
hahaha. nonsense.
well if i ever go poly. i thought this out in half an hour.
i will get a 1+k job for the first 3 months.
get clothes and laptop.
when i have time i will read and improve my england
eh i meant english. see my england, no, english, sucks..
haah. well.
poly has alot of temptations, like mel (not nuff) said.
all the guys have got porn in their lappies.
like thats the ultimate unimaginable thing.
i thought people only surfed porn?
haah
well pitty the girls.
isnt it sad that when your classmates look at you
and if you look good you'd be imagined without clothes?
then again, good looking and eligible guys dont watch porn.
so girls will never have their luck run dry!
ok back to the poly issue.
poly will be.. money.
money will be a problem.
im having headaches abt what to wear when im only
you know. going out twice a week.
on saturdays and sundays.
ok now.
how abt.... going out everyday? (thats the push factor)
die. i would need at least... 3 jeans, and like 10 tops.
lol.
and i will need to gym to fit into t-shirts.
arrgh.
what the heck.
time to hit the books.
hard.
its a vendetta.
Monday, October 08, 2007
Cattell's 16 Factor Test Results
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ok screw... why go any take tests?
tomorrow physics pract.. better not let me catch you sitting around the computer!
"no worries, i wont let you catch me"
leaving'
i know, i already know that i will be feeling BAD
after O's.
nope, its nothing abt studies, abt not getting A1s or book prizes.
its just that..
really.. the year came and is now passing.
everything changes, but due to the desire to see things change,
i myself remained unchanged.
there were so many things i should've stood up for.
so many opportunities i should've grapsed.
so many times when a leader was needed and i just watch things collapse.
so many times a constructive word was demanded...
but i just left.
so MANY more times God gave me the chance.
to mend broken ties, to give others the chance.
so many times i would argue back.
"Lord whatever, this is not my problem"
as i think, it hurts and it throbs..
i always thought i'd be the last one to survive
and i'll be ready and quick to lay down my life.
but no, if i saw deeper, i think i simply lacked love.
love uh? love.
reminds me of family.
my family...
my aunts and uncles are all @#%## people.
but my family is really the role model.
sometimes it scares me.
for i think im incapable of continuing such immense legacy.
would i be able to love my kids in the future, like how my parents loved me?
and if i do... why would that be?
lets not talk abt the future. start now with your diminishing classmates.
God says to have no compromising...
gguuuh... what am i thinking...
why would i want to hate?
why would i want to lust?
why would i want to sow discord...
what do i gain from verbal victories?
!!!
funny. i thought tomrrow's physics practical?
also.. sleeping 3 hours in the afternoon doesnt make me invulnerable?
time bades me to leave.
and indeed i shall.
some things are better settled before you take exams uhh..
go, and do, quickly...
love?
we know it, but sometimes we just dont know how to...
replicate it in perfection.
in the truth.
in our own image and style.
goodness, just ask God will ya?
after O's.
nope, its nothing abt studies, abt not getting A1s or book prizes.
its just that..
really.. the year came and is now passing.
everything changes, but due to the desire to see things change,
i myself remained unchanged.
there were so many things i should've stood up for.
so many opportunities i should've grapsed.
so many times when a leader was needed and i just watch things collapse.
so many times a constructive word was demanded...
but i just left.
so MANY more times God gave me the chance.
to mend broken ties, to give others the chance.
so many times i would argue back.
"Lord whatever, this is not my problem"
as i think, it hurts and it throbs..
i always thought i'd be the last one to survive
and i'll be ready and quick to lay down my life.
but no, if i saw deeper, i think i simply lacked love.
love uh? love.
reminds me of family.
my family...
my aunts and uncles are all @#%## people.
but my family is really the role model.
sometimes it scares me.
for i think im incapable of continuing such immense legacy.
would i be able to love my kids in the future, like how my parents loved me?
and if i do... why would that be?
lets not talk abt the future. start now with your diminishing classmates.
God says to have no compromising...
gguuuh... what am i thinking...
why would i want to hate?
why would i want to lust?
why would i want to sow discord...
what do i gain from verbal victories?
!!!
funny. i thought tomrrow's physics practical?
also.. sleeping 3 hours in the afternoon doesnt make me invulnerable?
time bades me to leave.
and indeed i shall.
some things are better settled before you take exams uhh..
go, and do, quickly...
love?
we know it, but sometimes we just dont know how to...
replicate it in perfection.
in the truth.
in our own image and style.
goodness, just ask God will ya?
Sunday, October 07, 2007
dust
snEEZE!
yeah. you know what happened.
the usual excuse to vindicate myself from all blame
for not tending to the blog for ages.
oh the last time, i left here on some emo crap.
well now, lets emo a little more.
as i continue to talk about how it was a really weird graduation
or thanksgiving whatever...
well.
firstly. tallk abt the mood.
i didnt feel sad.- maybe i should be sad abt not feeling sad though
oh i didnt take enough photos. and i prolly wont get the chance to anymore.
i didnt do enough stupid things.
the stupidest being splurging in macs after the whole thing.
i didnt get motivated, i didnt have a spur to care more.
i was just having all the
screw and get over and done attitude.
i was just thinking abt how joy (surname excluded)
shouldnt have said some stuff to jeremy, and abt how
she and her piercing voice never suited worship leading.
but then again.
i dont care.
im feeling so... indifferent.
so damned
so screwed. so unfeeling.
so cold so heartless.
so unforgiving, so hard.
so blind, so deaf
so neglecting
so ...
i dont know. it just feels like.
a year has passed. nothing's changed.
prospects are still as they were as i left them october last year.
the sense of hopelessness if overwhelming.
im emotionally, mentally devastated.
im sick of acting.
im sick of not acting either,.
im sick of being unable to get to my point directly.
i want people to know.
but i dont know who should
and as of now no one qualifies.
sometimes... i dont even tell God, cauz i'll just say.
"you already know it all" grudgingly.
im crazy, im back sliding
im falling away im rotting away.
i dont know what im doing, i dotn know what im saying.
i just know that...
i gtg.
yeah. you know what happened.
the usual excuse to vindicate myself from all blame
for not tending to the blog for ages.
oh the last time, i left here on some emo crap.
well now, lets emo a little more.
as i continue to talk about how it was a really weird graduation
or thanksgiving whatever...
well.
firstly. tallk abt the mood.
i didnt feel sad.- maybe i should be sad abt not feeling sad though
oh i didnt take enough photos. and i prolly wont get the chance to anymore.
i didnt do enough stupid things.
the stupidest being splurging in macs after the whole thing.
i didnt get motivated, i didnt have a spur to care more.
i was just having all the
screw and get over and done attitude.
i was just thinking abt how joy (surname excluded)
shouldnt have said some stuff to jeremy, and abt how
she and her piercing voice never suited worship leading.
but then again.
i dont care.
im feeling so... indifferent.
so damned
so screwed. so unfeeling.
so cold so heartless.
so unforgiving, so hard.
so blind, so deaf
so neglecting
so ...
i dont know. it just feels like.
a year has passed. nothing's changed.
prospects are still as they were as i left them october last year.
the sense of hopelessness if overwhelming.
im emotionally, mentally devastated.
im sick of acting.
im sick of not acting either,.
im sick of being unable to get to my point directly.
i want people to know.
but i dont know who should
and as of now no one qualifies.
sometimes... i dont even tell God, cauz i'll just say.
"you already know it all" grudgingly.
im crazy, im back sliding
im falling away im rotting away.
i dont know what im doing, i dotn know what im saying.
i just know that...
i gtg.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
breeze.
well some do know this.
but it doesnt affect why i'd type these.
everytime i feel like drifting away and not caring.
the very same person comes to mind.
im sorry God it isn't you.
but i thank you for putting her in my life.
sometimes i ponder over the matter of physical attraction.
of how her chubby face would feel great to snuggle against
of how softly those pair of eyes blinked.
and i feel bad that suddenly i want to just hug something.
but then there are better looking girls around.
there are taller ones... there are prettier ones.
there are even girls with better attitudes.
but somehow im convinced..
she's the other part of me.
this is the part where everything drops./
hope, chance, success, spirit.
i know im not good enough. im a bum.
i cant control my mouth, i blurt and hurt her feelings
why am i being entangled? have i nothing better to say?
those soft.. slow, relaxed eyelids.
closing in together.
im stuck.. and i cant get out.
but it doesnt affect why i'd type these.
everytime i feel like drifting away and not caring.
the very same person comes to mind.
im sorry God it isn't you.
but i thank you for putting her in my life.
sometimes i ponder over the matter of physical attraction.
of how her chubby face would feel great to snuggle against
of how softly those pair of eyes blinked.
and i feel bad that suddenly i want to just hug something.
but then there are better looking girls around.
there are taller ones... there are prettier ones.
there are even girls with better attitudes.
but somehow im convinced..
she's the other part of me.
this is the part where everything drops./
hope, chance, success, spirit.
i know im not good enough. im a bum.
i cant control my mouth, i blurt and hurt her feelings
why am i being entangled? have i nothing better to say?
those soft.. slow, relaxed eyelids.
closing in together.
im stuck.. and i cant get out.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
prelims.
well.
the main thing abt prelims is that...
no rather the main lesson was.
im capable of alot more.
well. the L1R5 ended up with 16.
ok la uh.. NOPE. NOT OK.
ok anyway. some highlights were erm..
top for core geography MCQ..
but never top for the whole thing! sighz.
ok erm.
top in class for physics? haha but with an A2?
i think thats all.
that's why its so no biggy right.
well.
i guess i'll be going somewhere like JJC.
hopefully i'll be able to get in.
i dont think i'll be going anywhere else.
at the end of the day....
erm. whatevers. i already started studying, for O's.
wont be around for a long time, so...
well eat dust blog. lol
the main thing abt prelims is that...
no rather the main lesson was.
im capable of alot more.
well. the L1R5 ended up with 16.
ok la uh.. NOPE. NOT OK.
ok anyway. some highlights were erm..
top for core geography MCQ..
but never top for the whole thing! sighz.
ok erm.
top in class for physics? haha but with an A2?
i think thats all.
that's why its so no biggy right.
well.
i guess i'll be going somewhere like JJC.
hopefully i'll be able to get in.
i dont think i'll be going anywhere else.
at the end of the day....
erm. whatevers. i already started studying, for O's.
wont be around for a long time, so...
well eat dust blog. lol
Monday, September 17, 2007
boooooo
the last thing i really remembered doing.
was running blindly into love.
hope it'll remain as that.
being the last thing.
its been a few days blog.
i can already sneeze the dust from a distance.
its a holiday today.
somehow, oddly it is.
i have to study and buy blindfolds.
why? why?
cauz prelims are screwed!
Oooh. thats why uh.
yeahla, thats why. so we need a blindfold to.
block out the colour red.
red'll be everywhere.
teacher's faces, exam papers, crying faces.
could be more. maybe blood?
ooooh *chilly*
what i know for sure is that.
if i dont start now.
the blood wont stop pouring after O's
where there'll be no second chance or that kinda shit.
was running blindly into love.
hope it'll remain as that.
being the last thing.
its been a few days blog.
i can already sneeze the dust from a distance.
its a holiday today.
somehow, oddly it is.
i have to study and buy blindfolds.
why? why?
cauz prelims are screwed!
Oooh. thats why uh.
yeahla, thats why. so we need a blindfold to.
block out the colour red.
red'll be everywhere.
teacher's faces, exam papers, crying faces.
could be more. maybe blood?
ooooh *chilly*
what i know for sure is that.
if i dont start now.
the blood wont stop pouring after O's
where there'll be no second chance or that kinda shit.
Monday, September 10, 2007
logic works
well, its exams now, why dont i just press on and.
ignore?
today's pretty boring.
screwed chinese paper up, was dozing all over the place.
read lines, re-read.
awkward sentences.
grr.
ok anyway. chem was pretty easy, though the redox and
macromolecules kinda killed me
i think i lost at least 4 marks.
haha not that i'd usually care, its ok to type a little
and yet get to spite those triple science nerd holes.
what's shown and tv dramas never come true.
stop thinking that love will come easy moron.
cauz, easy come easy go, surely an easy go wont be great.
but well. things hard earned are just harder to lose.
it doesnt guarantee anything.
hardwork increases chance.
its ok, at least my religion's for real
ignore?
today's pretty boring.
screwed chinese paper up, was dozing all over the place.
read lines, re-read.
awkward sentences.
grr.
ok anyway. chem was pretty easy, though the redox and
macromolecules kinda killed me
i think i lost at least 4 marks.
haha not that i'd usually care, its ok to type a little
and yet get to spite those triple science nerd holes.
what's shown and tv dramas never come true.
stop thinking that love will come easy moron.
cauz, easy come easy go, surely an easy go wont be great.
but well. things hard earned are just harder to lose.
it doesnt guarantee anything.
hardwork increases chance.
its ok, at least my religion's for real
Sunday, September 09, 2007
substitution
damn, the virius is still here and my computer is dyin'!
its becoming REAL bad. mence you moron help me fix! hurry!.
the problem in life.
is that so many other people get dragged into an affair
because they take turns to get substitutes to get back on one another.
when a substitute doesnt work, they'd get another.
vicious? sure.
now now dont get hot on your toes, im not saying anyone or pointing any fingers.
uh uh.
just that.
well, after talking to certain somebody ( a mentor)
life's taken a new look.
it looks harder now, it looks so darn difficult.
scholarship: 3As, 1 h3. well done. how to get?
dont know.
lets start worrying about O's, tomrrow.
now... its time to sleep.
some kinda holiday last week was.
some kinda gay holiday...
its becoming REAL bad. mence you moron help me fix! hurry!.
the problem in life.
is that so many other people get dragged into an affair
because they take turns to get substitutes to get back on one another.
when a substitute doesnt work, they'd get another.
vicious? sure.
now now dont get hot on your toes, im not saying anyone or pointing any fingers.
uh uh.
just that.
well, after talking to certain somebody ( a mentor)
life's taken a new look.
it looks harder now, it looks so darn difficult.
scholarship: 3As, 1 h3. well done. how to get?
dont know.
lets start worrying about O's, tomrrow.
now... its time to sleep.
some kinda holiday last week was.
some kinda gay holiday...
she;
some things are just impossible to figure.
some circumstances go unimagined no matter how hard
you try to think about it
somethings haunt you and suck you into them, against your will
but then again.
the flipsides happened because we let them.
afterall, salvation is alot about clapping with God's hand.
not that God wasnt good enough, but that love is only true in freewill.
somethings made me sad, or rather allowed me to go sad.
mainly my computer, the beloved darling built by mence, is under seige by
viriuses.
even now the letters are slowly appearing, split seconds of lag after my fingers
depressed the keys on the.. um, keyboard?
well, i cant play my games, i cant erm, do things properly.
and even a 1gig ram is getting pwned by a mere virius scan, resulting in an
unbearable lag which occurs on all pentium 2 and below computers, i dare say.
well. anyway, if you thought you figured it all out.
she does not refer to the computer.
as you see, though im certainally weird, im nothing close to the perversions
of some mecha-phillea or whatnnot.
i obviously dont love computers nor desire any whatnots with them.
not like as if the 'she' in the title has anything got to do with intimacy or whatever.
she's just a stone i left unturned, because she told me to.
it remains as a mystery and i do wish that anyone who has a clear,
or thinks that they know who im talking about, shusssh!
i dont want 'she' to know that i want to know.
i mean, people who are unable to control their mouths are left on the shelf.
surely you dont want to face the abomination of life alone.
well ok, whats so puzzling is.
how everything ended in a snap.
*snap*, gone.
( im not emo, so shut up, just merely thinking)
how it felt like as if..
there was something else going on, some external factor whatnot.
we cant talk. i cant like her. there are like PIs all over the place.
where PI is not equivalent to vulgarity or what not.
ok. well.
it just feels so illegal.
it feels like as if i trampled on justice and thus
i needed to stop before i died.
ok maybe i feel that all this is unjust, coming from my ego or what not.
but i just wished.
one fine day i got a chance to talk all about it.
even though i would merely confirm my suspicion that you'd refuse to listen.
i dont even want anything, i just wanted to know, badly.
i've got to end some 1.5 years of torment somehow.
even if i end up not doing any good from it.
at least i could say i tried.
some circumstances go unimagined no matter how hard
you try to think about it
somethings haunt you and suck you into them, against your will
but then again.
the flipsides happened because we let them.
afterall, salvation is alot about clapping with God's hand.
not that God wasnt good enough, but that love is only true in freewill.
somethings made me sad, or rather allowed me to go sad.
mainly my computer, the beloved darling built by mence, is under seige by
viriuses.
even now the letters are slowly appearing, split seconds of lag after my fingers
depressed the keys on the.. um, keyboard?
well, i cant play my games, i cant erm, do things properly.
and even a 1gig ram is getting pwned by a mere virius scan, resulting in an
unbearable lag which occurs on all pentium 2 and below computers, i dare say.
well. anyway, if you thought you figured it all out.
she does not refer to the computer.
as you see, though im certainally weird, im nothing close to the perversions
of some mecha-phillea or whatnnot.
i obviously dont love computers nor desire any whatnots with them.
not like as if the 'she' in the title has anything got to do with intimacy or whatever.
she's just a stone i left unturned, because she told me to.
it remains as a mystery and i do wish that anyone who has a clear,
or thinks that they know who im talking about, shusssh!
i dont want 'she' to know that i want to know.
i mean, people who are unable to control their mouths are left on the shelf.
surely you dont want to face the abomination of life alone.
well ok, whats so puzzling is.
how everything ended in a snap.
*snap*, gone.
( im not emo, so shut up, just merely thinking)
how it felt like as if..
there was something else going on, some external factor whatnot.
we cant talk. i cant like her. there are like PIs all over the place.
where PI is not equivalent to vulgarity or what not.
ok. well.
it just feels so illegal.
it feels like as if i trampled on justice and thus
i needed to stop before i died.
ok maybe i feel that all this is unjust, coming from my ego or what not.
but i just wished.
one fine day i got a chance to talk all about it.
even though i would merely confirm my suspicion that you'd refuse to listen.
i dont even want anything, i just wanted to know, badly.
i've got to end some 1.5 years of torment somehow.
even if i end up not doing any good from it.
at least i could say i tried.
Thursday, September 06, 2007
ah
its the same.
its waiting for the sun to rise and set.
its seeing you through your online.
and seeing you till you're offline.
i cant believe im already singing a song
a song with the same lyrics.
but a song to a different soul.
not a different taste, not a different way.
just a new song, for new audience.
its queer so stop.
dont let the pictures fuel your thoughts.
dont let your thoughts become your dreams.
and dont let your dreams take control.
it doesnt matter she's just a passing by.
in a few days, no weeks time, she'll be gone.
and thrown behind.
why care so much why say 'she's the one!'
only to forget the importance, some later time?
if future is so loose, why be so serious about it?
it its gonna be unpredictable, why hold those dices in grip?
drop them roll them, just keep rolling
do away the thinking.
no need for caution, no need for decisions.
a twist to the left gives you anything a twist either offers
it dont matter it dont matter at all.
it dont. dont.
KjdaghkjEhgdagadgLLy
if it was really possible.
tell me already.
its waiting for the sun to rise and set.
its seeing you through your online.
and seeing you till you're offline.
i cant believe im already singing a song
a song with the same lyrics.
but a song to a different soul.
not a different taste, not a different way.
just a new song, for new audience.
its queer so stop.
dont let the pictures fuel your thoughts.
dont let your thoughts become your dreams.
and dont let your dreams take control.
it doesnt matter she's just a passing by.
in a few days, no weeks time, she'll be gone.
and thrown behind.
why care so much why say 'she's the one!'
only to forget the importance, some later time?
if future is so loose, why be so serious about it?
it its gonna be unpredictable, why hold those dices in grip?
drop them roll them, just keep rolling
do away the thinking.
no need for caution, no need for decisions.
a twist to the left gives you anything a twist either offers
it dont matter it dont matter at all.
it dont. dont.
KjdaghkjEhgdagadgLLy
if it was really possible.
tell me already.
Monday, September 03, 2007
maybe
im weird,
im sick of being weird but i guess i'll remain weird.
it should pay to be kind, but somehow...
the paycheck's taking its time.
this is so entangling, this is so deep.
its drowning you over, so be careful.
open your eyes big, dont retardate.
time's not slowing down.
so we've got to hurry up.
we've got to move alot more than we used to.
its time we really talk & walk.
its time we stopped thinking for others.
its time they thought for themselves.
stop breathe.
take a stroll, dont stop dont rest
dont fold your arms or
succumb to those heavy lids.
time isnt slowing down.
again catching up has to be done.
tick tick.
but im tired now and im unreasonable.
to sleep i must.
so screw-off, real fast
im sick of being weird but i guess i'll remain weird.
it should pay to be kind, but somehow...
the paycheck's taking its time.
this is so entangling, this is so deep.
its drowning you over, so be careful.
open your eyes big, dont retardate.
time's not slowing down.
so we've got to hurry up.
we've got to move alot more than we used to.
its time we really talk & walk.
its time we stopped thinking for others.
its time they thought for themselves.
stop breathe.
take a stroll, dont stop dont rest
dont fold your arms or
succumb to those heavy lids.
time isnt slowing down.
again catching up has to be done.
tick tick.
but im tired now and im unreasonable.
to sleep i must.
so screw-off, real fast
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
damn
i was just chatting with that @#$% of a sarah today.
and yeah. there was something i didnt get.
why do all the girls in the world go for all the vulgar guys.
its just not logical.
isit pleasant to have a boom-box beside you broadcasting
vulgarities into the air when you and your honey walks
down orchard road?
isit actually security which a wrath incurring vulgar dude provides?
i dont know.
vulgar= cool=money=handsome=guts=fashion?
neither of the equalities are true for any values of x, i can assure you.
well.
speaking of x.
amath.
i have been hecking it. like. just
dont care dont do, dont think.
even when i sit for the paper, i'd chiong the paper.
hoping that time will pass super fast so i wouldnt have to taste the agony.
sitting around helplessly, being utterly unable to lift a finger to any of the questions.
it sucks. thats why i must NOT repeat this same mistake in O's/
i dont care if i have to spring up a surprise at my friends.
and go BOOYA. i actually studied.
and have them say im a mugger and what shit.
i just need to ace all my subjects. right now english is the most worrying.
argh exams exams.
cant we all be farmers and fishermen?
darn.
and yeah. there was something i didnt get.
why do all the girls in the world go for all the vulgar guys.
its just not logical.
isit pleasant to have a boom-box beside you broadcasting
vulgarities into the air when you and your honey walks
down orchard road?
isit actually security which a wrath incurring vulgar dude provides?
i dont know.
vulgar= cool=money=handsome=guts=fashion?
neither of the equalities are true for any values of x, i can assure you.
well.
speaking of x.
amath.
i have been hecking it. like. just
dont care dont do, dont think.
even when i sit for the paper, i'd chiong the paper.
hoping that time will pass super fast so i wouldnt have to taste the agony.
sitting around helplessly, being utterly unable to lift a finger to any of the questions.
it sucks. thats why i must NOT repeat this same mistake in O's/
i dont care if i have to spring up a surprise at my friends.
and go BOOYA. i actually studied.
and have them say im a mugger and what shit.
i just need to ace all my subjects. right now english is the most worrying.
argh exams exams.
cant we all be farmers and fishermen?
darn.
Monday, August 27, 2007
prelims
they're gonna be over soon.
whatcha gonna do?
after tomorrow its just another tomorrow.
after thursday you'd be more or less free.
so whatcha gonna do?
i dont know.
its been such a long journey.
or yet maybe it was short.
time just passed without me counting.
im not even sure anything i wrote.
tell me that i didnt screw up.
or say this is a dream.
zap- stop. pause break, screeech.
to a stop.
from the top
like some music rap-hop.
this is passing so past.
i havent been keeping track.
time flew like an arrow.
now please crawl like a snail for me.
stop in your tracks and take you break.
we all need one and we all know it.
just stop and let me think.
dont pass me by like the water in a stream.
dont just come and go, do comeback now.
what happened to your pause buttons and sound?
time is gay.
and thats why life is gay.
go on blame it on time.
and take your pain away.
only to find that it'll be back
to haunt you again.
whatcha gonna do?
after tomorrow its just another tomorrow.
after thursday you'd be more or less free.
so whatcha gonna do?
i dont know.
its been such a long journey.
or yet maybe it was short.
time just passed without me counting.
im not even sure anything i wrote.
tell me that i didnt screw up.
or say this is a dream.
zap- stop. pause break, screeech.
to a stop.
from the top
like some music rap-hop.
this is passing so past.
i havent been keeping track.
time flew like an arrow.
now please crawl like a snail for me.
stop in your tracks and take you break.
we all need one and we all know it.
just stop and let me think.
dont pass me by like the water in a stream.
dont just come and go, do comeback now.
what happened to your pause buttons and sound?
time is gay.
and thats why life is gay.
go on blame it on time.
and take your pain away.
only to find that it'll be back
to haunt you again.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
its not ok
nothing is right when i have to say something.
someone is at fault when i have to speak
-no denying.
something must have happened if i got upset.
someting must have provoked my anger.
something could've incurred my wrath.
why dont you just think deeper!
im being broken again, you dont know its about me.
maybe you can just tell me to heck care.
well... as much as it is hard to care.
it is also sometimes hard to not care.
ok geez. forget it.
one more week of prelims, no.
4 more days.
just 4 more days and i'll be kinda freed.
why should i get my hands wet in this?
its not ok, its not ok.
someone is at fault when i have to speak
-no denying.
something must have happened if i got upset.
someting must have provoked my anger.
something could've incurred my wrath.
why dont you just think deeper!
im being broken again, you dont know its about me.
maybe you can just tell me to heck care.
well... as much as it is hard to care.
it is also sometimes hard to not care.
ok geez. forget it.
one more week of prelims, no.
4 more days.
just 4 more days and i'll be kinda freed.
why should i get my hands wet in this?
its not ok, its not ok.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
long awaited
finally i can take this breath, one which belonged to me, after so long.
yeah yeah. its the feeling of liberation.
its a feeling of real tangible hope, and not a hoped hope.
the sun isnt out today, but i've got one in my heart.
but lets not be carried away.
for tomrrow requires a fresh new start.
dont close your eyes. dont close your eyes!
ok haha, now the main course.
i dont know where is my mushroom picture.
i never prepare for xiao zhu tian di
"orh hor..."
no more la. orh hor what orh hor.
well... life had been pretty weird last week.
a few more days of weirdness and im free.. whoooo!
YEAH! WOHW! ETC!
eh. aiya. go already la.
yeah yeah. its the feeling of liberation.
its a feeling of real tangible hope, and not a hoped hope.
the sun isnt out today, but i've got one in my heart.
but lets not be carried away.
for tomrrow requires a fresh new start.
dont close your eyes. dont close your eyes!
ok haha, now the main course.
i dont know where is my mushroom picture.
i never prepare for xiao zhu tian di
"orh hor..."
no more la. orh hor what orh hor.
well... life had been pretty weird last week.
a few more days of weirdness and im free.. whoooo!
YEAH! WOHW! ETC!
eh. aiya. go already la.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
rain
those annoying poor quality songs and musical accompany ..
were drowned big time by the downpour today.
and finally, it came, the rain came after so many days.
maybe those people are petrified now, fire's no longer an option when
theres rain as heavy as this.
haha. well, go go, scare yourselves, pretend that the rain meant that
your deceased are REFUSING your gifts.
well, i'd rather think that this rain IS FREAKIN' timely.
after i study my physics, i will go have a really nice sleep.
while you guys can shudder in the cold godlessness.
have fun guys, i missed that look on your faces when the rain came to put out the flame,
and when the disgusting smoke has finally shifted away.
lets share a little, just 30mins ago i was praying.
i said "God! the smoke is smothering me"
and well, the rain came and saved the day, now the air's filled with a fresh scent.
thanks for the rain God, now back to studying.
haha. WHOOOO! christians just RAWK! dont you think so?
were drowned big time by the downpour today.
and finally, it came, the rain came after so many days.
maybe those people are petrified now, fire's no longer an option when
theres rain as heavy as this.
haha. well, go go, scare yourselves, pretend that the rain meant that
your deceased are REFUSING your gifts.
well, i'd rather think that this rain IS FREAKIN' timely.
after i study my physics, i will go have a really nice sleep.
while you guys can shudder in the cold godlessness.
have fun guys, i missed that look on your faces when the rain came to put out the flame,
and when the disgusting smoke has finally shifted away.
lets share a little, just 30mins ago i was praying.
i said "God! the smoke is smothering me"
and well, the rain came and saved the day, now the air's filled with a fresh scent.
thanks for the rain God, now back to studying.
haha. WHOOOO! christians just RAWK! dont you think so?
guilt
no no, not the treaty of versailles clause number 231: war guilt.
its about.
having prelims and not blogging for a few days straight.
anyway, core geog paper2 is over
"pHEW!"
whether or not i did well in it, i guess there isnt
really a point thinking about it now.
well, emath paper was easy, but i just went and made
thousands of mistakes.
ah crap, i must check my work through.
ok nothing else.
exams= boring, school= not so boring.
holidays= unpredictable.
speaking of holidays, this year-end is gonna be mad.
haha, why?
because....
there are camps, things to plan, concert ( da bomb)
trips to gym, clique chalet? ( must have ok)
haha. liddat lor.
and only 1 and a half months to spend.
absolute gayness..
guuuuh
its about.
having prelims and not blogging for a few days straight.
anyway, core geog paper2 is over
"pHEW!"
whether or not i did well in it, i guess there isnt
really a point thinking about it now.
well, emath paper was easy, but i just went and made
thousands of mistakes.
ah crap, i must check my work through.
ok nothing else.
exams= boring, school= not so boring.
holidays= unpredictable.
speaking of holidays, this year-end is gonna be mad.
haha, why?
because....
there are camps, things to plan, concert ( da bomb)
trips to gym, clique chalet? ( must have ok)
haha. liddat lor.
and only 1 and a half months to spend.
absolute gayness..
guuuuh
Sunday, August 19, 2007
weird
its quite gay, but i agree.
sometimes things look better from a distance.
well, but thats partially because from a distance,
we see the harmony, AND THE ELIMINTION OF FLAWS.
yes the tiny flaws which kept poking at us at close range...
ARE ALL GONE!
maybe thats why girls on the streets are so pretty, maybe.
maybe thats why large pieces or art requires alot more work
since the minute has become major.
maybe we think too much after a fleeting glance.
maybe our own stubborn perception painted the picture.
exaggerated the curves, darkenned, lightenned.
the bad became worse, the good became heavenly.
all to sum up to disappointment when we finally
see with those presumptious eyes again.
hah. so much for first impression eh?
so much for the pretty girl uh?
so much for that handsome car?
or that shirt which you though'd fit?
sometimes things look better from a distance.
well, but thats partially because from a distance,
we see the harmony, AND THE ELIMINTION OF FLAWS.
yes the tiny flaws which kept poking at us at close range...
ARE ALL GONE!
maybe thats why girls on the streets are so pretty, maybe.
maybe thats why large pieces or art requires alot more work
since the minute has become major.
maybe we think too much after a fleeting glance.
maybe our own stubborn perception painted the picture.
exaggerated the curves, darkenned, lightenned.
the bad became worse, the good became heavenly.
all to sum up to disappointment when we finally
see with those presumptious eyes again.
hah. so much for first impression eh?
so much for the pretty girl uh?
so much for that handsome car?
or that shirt which you though'd fit?
farewell
time's running out.
this final visit, was like revisiting a grave.
say a few prayers, reminded myself.
about why this matter's impossible.
with it out of my mind,
its time to get serious.
this final visit, was like revisiting a grave.
say a few prayers, reminded myself.
about why this matter's impossible.
with it out of my mind,
its time to get serious.
Friday, August 17, 2007
life
life's gay, trust me?
trust me!! trust me LA!!! ok i know you didnt say anything
just let me short for fun can?
thanks for being swirled into my world of chaos and
deadly depth.
have fun. while i blabber more nonsense :D
ok lets start, blabbering nonsense.
life is gay, yes, homosexual and disgusting and so freaky.
you come onto earth as a baby, pretty featureless, just red all over
cauz your bloody vessels were inches, actually to be accurate,
millimetres from your skin, so you look red.
you didnt look that good, but 3 years later you were the cutest thing.
you were chubby, you were adorable, you break flower pots
and people ask if you're hurt. You hit a older cousin or church mate,
he retaliates and he dies because he is bullying you, when we all know
really well who the real bully was, me, you, us.
a little down the road, you were in p1, your parents cant bear to leave you
they tag you to school and ETCEETCETCETC ( i didnt, cauz im a brave ass
and has got a brave ass too (rubbish) ).
but
when you're p3, somehow you feel so disgusted, you feel like you were grown
all the way to be caned. ( my caning started at erm. 5 and ended at 10)
you were caned all the way till you were in p6.
suddenly, PSLE= no stress to be given to child.
you notice that hey! im time travelling back in time, my parents LOVE ME!
but oops, you couldnt get into the Retarded Institute, and your mum is upset.
she canes you, but too bad, you are already too thick skinned.
cane is nothing, but trash to be disposed.
so now you realise that your parents are becoming more and more... erm
say, tertiary rather than primary, secondary and conventional.
they start testing disgusting, vile, sinister techniques on you.
names like grounding, no pocket money etc flies in and slaps you really hard.
now you're sec4. whats happening.
your mum tells you.
your life is in your hands, its up to you.
do whatever you want, screw it up and bear your own resposibility.
oh how i love it
especially when my prelims are next week and i have yet to study.
lol
trust me!! trust me LA!!! ok i know you didnt say anything
just let me short for fun can?
thanks for being swirled into my world of chaos and
deadly depth.
have fun. while i blabber more nonsense :D
ok lets start, blabbering nonsense.
life is gay, yes, homosexual and disgusting and so freaky.
you come onto earth as a baby, pretty featureless, just red all over
cauz your bloody vessels were inches, actually to be accurate,
millimetres from your skin, so you look red.
you didnt look that good, but 3 years later you were the cutest thing.
you were chubby, you were adorable, you break flower pots
and people ask if you're hurt. You hit a older cousin or church mate,
he retaliates and he dies because he is bullying you, when we all know
really well who the real bully was, me, you, us.
a little down the road, you were in p1, your parents cant bear to leave you
they tag you to school and ETCEETCETCETC ( i didnt, cauz im a brave ass
and has got a brave ass too (rubbish) ).
but
when you're p3, somehow you feel so disgusted, you feel like you were grown
all the way to be caned. ( my caning started at erm. 5 and ended at 10)
you were caned all the way till you were in p6.
suddenly, PSLE= no stress to be given to child.
you notice that hey! im time travelling back in time, my parents LOVE ME!
but oops, you couldnt get into the Retarded Institute, and your mum is upset.
she canes you, but too bad, you are already too thick skinned.
cane is nothing, but trash to be disposed.
so now you realise that your parents are becoming more and more... erm
say, tertiary rather than primary, secondary and conventional.
they start testing disgusting, vile, sinister techniques on you.
names like grounding, no pocket money etc flies in and slaps you really hard.
now you're sec4. whats happening.
your mum tells you.
your life is in your hands, its up to you.
do whatever you want, screw it up and bear your own resposibility.
oh how i love it
especially when my prelims are next week and i have yet to study.
lol
Thursday, August 16, 2007
weightless
oh yeah, i forgot to say.
that english oral was a breeze. erm. wait
i had the feeling that i said it already BUT
i'll say it again, it wont hurt to enjoy the breeze again, right?
well ok, weights today. finally
i tried, 4kg, up-down 50 times.
my hand was like
weightless. wohw. haha was it fun man?
ok whatever
another short post to the collection.
*poof!*
that english oral was a breeze. erm. wait
i had the feeling that i said it already BUT
i'll say it again, it wont hurt to enjoy the breeze again, right?
well ok, weights today. finally
i tried, 4kg, up-down 50 times.
my hand was like
weightless. wohw. haha was it fun man?
ok whatever
another short post to the collection.
*poof!*
uh..
water that goes into your mouth.
can still drown you.
an unheard lie is never unfelt.
even a melting ice is still freezing.
what now, you unyielding spirit?
be gone.
can still drown you.
an unheard lie is never unfelt.
even a melting ice is still freezing.
what now, you unyielding spirit?
be gone.
yeahh!
friendster's up. with 20 friends.
coolio eh?
ook anyway.
things have gone around, unpleasant turns
including lucky returns.
so many turns? and the needle isnt pointing here.
so lets rejoice, and start flipping open the books.
look here, open them up and at least glance through
before friday turns its back on you.
queer really, fantastic oddity.
not really, just joking
this is getting too far its spinning off the turn.
suck me up in this tornado funnel.
fling me away till where theres happiness
where i dont live spamming painkillers.
peace enters, books are flipped.
are we touching on my geographic talent?
random crap.
stop stop!
ok erm today was boring, i just erm.
sat in class to study.
im retaking my chinese O's
cause a B3 is nothing, a2's something
B3's a debt to my talents i owe.
stop trying to rhyme miserably.
lame...
argh, im not really thinking.
maybe i just need a break.
NOW.
coolio eh?
ook anyway.
things have gone around, unpleasant turns
including lucky returns.
so many turns? and the needle isnt pointing here.
so lets rejoice, and start flipping open the books.
look here, open them up and at least glance through
before friday turns its back on you.
queer really, fantastic oddity.
not really, just joking
this is getting too far its spinning off the turn.
suck me up in this tornado funnel.
fling me away till where theres happiness
where i dont live spamming painkillers.
peace enters, books are flipped.
are we touching on my geographic talent?
random crap.
stop stop!
ok erm today was boring, i just erm.
sat in class to study.
im retaking my chinese O's
cause a B3 is nothing, a2's something
B3's a debt to my talents i owe.
stop trying to rhyme miserably.
lame...
argh, im not really thinking.
maybe i just need a break.
NOW.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
losers
what can i say?
losers are just so proud of their proudness overdose.
its weird, definitely, but so what?
f here f there
tight schedule: f
lousy dinner : f
stomach ache: f
nothing: f
everything : also f.
its weird how nothing= everything^-1= f and not f^-1 or something.
no you know why they're f-ed? haha
losers are just so proud of their proudness overdose.
its weird, definitely, but so what?
f here f there
tight schedule: f
lousy dinner : f
stomach ache: f
nothing: f
everything : also f.
its weird how nothing= everything^-1= f and not f^-1 or something.
no you know why they're f-ed? haha
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
and i was thinking, again
yes, i always think, and i think because its super thrilling.
fantasies are weaved by well, thoughts?
everything we would've regarded as myths are finally reality
-because someone thought.
so haha ok enough making myself sound so pro again.
i was just thinking about handsome guys and pretty girls.
about how perceptions work!
ok i mean, im a thinker-typed person. so.
i look at someone i dont usually regard as good-looking.
and so i said to myself, hey actually why not? this person could really have a future!
and suddenly its like this... torn off the fabric kinda feeling.
like suddenly reality is just changing, shapeshifting infront of me.
like how you see in shows, yeah, you get all dizzy and the world
becomes brighter!
ok whatever. i've got enough, back to physics.. guhh am i tired!
fantasies are weaved by well, thoughts?
everything we would've regarded as myths are finally reality
-because someone thought.
so haha ok enough making myself sound so pro again.
i was just thinking about handsome guys and pretty girls.
about how perceptions work!
ok i mean, im a thinker-typed person. so.
i look at someone i dont usually regard as good-looking.
and so i said to myself, hey actually why not? this person could really have a future!
and suddenly its like this... torn off the fabric kinda feeling.
like suddenly reality is just changing, shapeshifting infront of me.
like how you see in shows, yeah, you get all dizzy and the world
becomes brighter!
ok whatever. i've got enough, back to physics.. guhh am i tired!
bad bad
and every day we're deteriorating.
by every second we're losing our skill.
its been girlfriends and no long the piano.
its been computer games
and forget about painting and drawing.
its become being emo and slacking around
rather then putting our hearts in paper and sums.
we've been walking around making none but sound
when will the generation rise from the humble grounds?
bad bad, excited in doing bad.
in breaking laws and being wayward.
generation adrenalin.
is a drug all you're worth?
by every second we're losing our skill.
its been girlfriends and no long the piano.
its been computer games
and forget about painting and drawing.
its become being emo and slacking around
rather then putting our hearts in paper and sums.
we've been walking around making none but sound
when will the generation rise from the humble grounds?
bad bad, excited in doing bad.
in breaking laws and being wayward.
generation adrenalin.
is a drug all you're worth?
Monday, August 13, 2007
make way make way
yes, look who's looking handsome in the photo.
goodness, its been some time, im glad handsome tuck yan is back.
ok off the topic, the spotlight is, er spot fingers are on the item of the event.
our beloved enyi who has left for canada...
and oOh i had gone and decided to forget to reply his message
which read
" hey you! im on the plane now"
and i replied
" really?" but i guess he'll only seee that after he got off the plane or when he
comes back to singapore in 2-3 years time.
ok erm. hm.!
so if someone was wondering who the owner of the blog is, he is the handsome guy
extreme left.
right. you want his number?
dreaming
i kept dreaming about girls recently.
dont worry, they are all nice, clean ones. (both the girl and the situations)
anyway, some idiots interpret that as love's on its way.
well screw you love, you're coming so late, please come later.
zzz. then i had more dreams.
weird ones. like.
graveyard.
this girl, who looked pretty demented.
girl: since there is no longer meaning in you living, maybe there will be
meaning in your death.
drags her old grandma, roughly yet somewhat lovingly.
A freshly dug pit had a makeshift cross.
it was gruelsome, the cross, it was just patched with algae and was steaming.
yes, you could see the clouds of condensed vapour just rising away, portraying
a sinisted and definitely unnerving scene.
*pop* *wakes up*
some idiots think that its because i have offended many girls recently.
others think that it coincides with this one which im about to say...
a mafia boss, yes, thats me, im the mafia boss.
i have really cool shades, a suit throughly befitting a boss.
" you die biatch!"
*draws out a gun*
the gun was a d-eagle, it was jet black, just like my hair which was combed backwards
and the suit i wore which did not carry the slightest flaw.
squeezing the trigger,
gum shot out. i did the eyebrow, open eyes big try to look very shocked look.
*pop* *wakes up*
both dreams added together, shattered image, broken dreams.
a sense of disappointment or utter shame.
eh. whatever!
dont worry, they are all nice, clean ones. (both the girl and the situations)
anyway, some idiots interpret that as love's on its way.
well screw you love, you're coming so late, please come later.
zzz. then i had more dreams.
weird ones. like.
graveyard.
this girl, who looked pretty demented.
girl: since there is no longer meaning in you living, maybe there will be
meaning in your death.
drags her old grandma, roughly yet somewhat lovingly.
A freshly dug pit had a makeshift cross.
it was gruelsome, the cross, it was just patched with algae and was steaming.
yes, you could see the clouds of condensed vapour just rising away, portraying
a sinisted and definitely unnerving scene.
*pop* *wakes up*
some idiots think that its because i have offended many girls recently.
others think that it coincides with this one which im about to say...
a mafia boss, yes, thats me, im the mafia boss.
i have really cool shades, a suit throughly befitting a boss.
" you die biatch!"
*draws out a gun*
the gun was a d-eagle, it was jet black, just like my hair which was combed backwards
and the suit i wore which did not carry the slightest flaw.
squeezing the trigger,
gum shot out. i did the eyebrow, open eyes big try to look very shocked look.
*pop* *wakes up*
both dreams added together, shattered image, broken dreams.
a sense of disappointment or utter shame.
eh. whatever!
Sunday, August 12, 2007
so many days
so many days have gone and past.
time is such a complex thing i guess.
everyday has been a wrinkle on the forehead.
dont close your eyeess.
dont close your eyes!
this is your life!
live it damn it!
time is such a complex thing i guess.
everyday has been a wrinkle on the forehead.
dont close your eyeess.
dont close your eyes!
this is your life!
live it damn it!
pissed for fun.
seeing those weird nicknames which were utter failures, nicknames which could not speak for themselves nor habour any precious meaning.
screw them, screw them...
what does swearing to your girl about your superficial love for her on the worst night ever (topping up with the date, wth) has any sense in impressing others or whatsoever?
i dont give shit, sissy man, you take that nick off.
Riding on the new flux of rage, his hands settled onto the keyboard, a maniacal fury.
the letters, f, followed by u, c and others spilled uncontrollably over the screen.
the worst and most cold hearted words shot off like a flurry of blood thirsting blades.
The one who opposed our dear madman must have been overkilled.
However, though somewhat expected, the madman's flurry was directed back onto him.
though he could not see his adversary through the warm hard LCD screen, he knew
all his deadly knives hit and dealt certain, fatal damage.
The man himself was now hurt, unable to dodge the counter attack from his opponent.
or rather, just unable to do anything about it, as a series of vile unspoken lingual toxins flew out of the screen, flying straight down his throat and searing his insides.
However, being the sadistic man he was and still is, he enjoyed the fact that more blood spilled as his cyber opponent unleashed his arsenal. The wounds from the first blood drawn must have throbbed alot more when his rival accelerated in motion.
but even he could not control the blood which flowed like rivers, transparent, pure blood streaking down his face.
after all, even a cold heart is a heart.
screw them, screw them...
what does swearing to your girl about your superficial love for her on the worst night ever (topping up with the date, wth) has any sense in impressing others or whatsoever?
i dont give shit, sissy man, you take that nick off.
Riding on the new flux of rage, his hands settled onto the keyboard, a maniacal fury.
the letters, f, followed by u, c and others spilled uncontrollably over the screen.
the worst and most cold hearted words shot off like a flurry of blood thirsting blades.
The one who opposed our dear madman must have been overkilled.
However, though somewhat expected, the madman's flurry was directed back onto him.
though he could not see his adversary through the warm hard LCD screen, he knew
all his deadly knives hit and dealt certain, fatal damage.
The man himself was now hurt, unable to dodge the counter attack from his opponent.
or rather, just unable to do anything about it, as a series of vile unspoken lingual toxins flew out of the screen, flying straight down his throat and searing his insides.
However, being the sadistic man he was and still is, he enjoyed the fact that more blood spilled as his cyber opponent unleashed his arsenal. The wounds from the first blood drawn must have throbbed alot more when his rival accelerated in motion.
but even he could not control the blood which flowed like rivers, transparent, pure blood streaking down his face.
after all, even a cold heart is a heart.
shitty
feeling rather lethargic, restless and etc etc.
etc is for losers with poor vocab, but wth, its fine for me.
let see.
this week has been plain overloaded. i wont deny i slacked alot BUT.
its more overloaded than usual.
ok lets see...
i used up my precious 5 day holiday spam for resting rather than studying.
but i was tired ok, eat that excuse, teachers!
im feeling so tired i think i just want to sleep the rest of the day off
BUT NO!
there are these 2 math papers, even if i dont intend to do them
i'll still need to worry for them and for fun some more.
well, ling chang was quite gay today, well done tuckyan.
for trying to reach a note impossible to the natural world.
you are seriously talented, a person who has trouble reaching high f
shouldnt attempt a high A.
see la, your voice went blank with a faint crackle, your thoughts
joined by thedrowning tides of laughter.
dont blame them, it was a really big hell of a joke, if they didnt laugh-
that'll be disrespectful to the world of entertainment right?
goodness, i better start studying already, or maybe start doing my homework!
its gonna be hell. ugh just think about it.
when you sit sobbing at your prelims result, a score which will not even carry you to a poly,
what will you do? what will you say?
what excuses can you possibly generate?
what?! will jesus do? he'll give me my As right? haha.
crap la...
etc is for losers with poor vocab, but wth, its fine for me.
let see.
this week has been plain overloaded. i wont deny i slacked alot BUT.
its more overloaded than usual.
ok lets see...
i used up my precious 5 day holiday spam for resting rather than studying.
but i was tired ok, eat that excuse, teachers!
im feeling so tired i think i just want to sleep the rest of the day off
BUT NO!
there are these 2 math papers, even if i dont intend to do them
i'll still need to worry for them and for fun some more.
well, ling chang was quite gay today, well done tuckyan.
for trying to reach a note impossible to the natural world.
you are seriously talented, a person who has trouble reaching high f
shouldnt attempt a high A.
see la, your voice went blank with a faint crackle, your thoughts
joined by thedrowning tides of laughter.
dont blame them, it was a really big hell of a joke, if they didnt laugh-
that'll be disrespectful to the world of entertainment right?
goodness, i better start studying already, or maybe start doing my homework!
its gonna be hell. ugh just think about it.
when you sit sobbing at your prelims result, a score which will not even carry you to a poly,
what will you do? what will you say?
what excuses can you possibly generate?
what?! will jesus do? he'll give me my As right? haha.
crap la...
Friday, August 10, 2007
tv
switched on the teevee
and
wah. power rangers.
just a curious sharing, but i didnt know why i said that.
power rangers, the show
1. big extent of the use of pyrotechnics
2. a really big flunk at acting cool.
- turning around after destroying the enemy, i mean, what if the enemy wasn't really destroyed?
3. the evil antagonist, made me quit piano and
uh um... art club.
4. a show which actually made me consider to pon church before.
uh ok i'll stop crappin'
power rangers aint no biggy man. ya'll
ok, enough walkin' time to do the talkin'
its quite weird, now its vansantham central. haha
-still talking crap-
aiyaaa screwed for guanhuai zhi ye!
its like. okok activity number 1, its -confidential-
ok next next.
darn, whats next?
i need help, i need inspiration, i need to get it planned by today!!
WAAGH!
and
wah. power rangers.
just a curious sharing, but i didnt know why i said that.
power rangers, the show
1. big extent of the use of pyrotechnics
2. a really big flunk at acting cool.
- turning around after destroying the enemy, i mean, what if the enemy wasn't really destroyed?
3. the evil antagonist, made me quit piano and
uh um... art club.
4. a show which actually made me consider to pon church before.
uh ok i'll stop crappin'
power rangers aint no biggy man. ya'll
ok, enough walkin' time to do the talkin'
its quite weird, now its vansantham central. haha
-still talking crap-
aiyaaa screwed for guanhuai zhi ye!
its like. okok activity number 1, its -confidential-
ok next next.
darn, whats next?
i need help, i need inspiration, i need to get it planned by today!!
WAAGH!
its ok
its fine, since im already starting to win battles.
but the opponent still conceals his hand
im still oblivious to whats right ahead.
but i know who brings tomorrow.
and peace floods in, and the day is saved
but the opponent still conceals his hand
im still oblivious to whats right ahead.
but i know who brings tomorrow.
and peace floods in, and the day is saved
Thursday, August 09, 2007
mission success!
woah woah, so the fish took the bait
and now, we're just gonna wait till december before i tug the line.
please stay there. please.
haha.
ok watching troy now, ugly guys do still can pretty and hot girls, what a relief.
im kinda done for lingchang but now
a even more pressing issue is at hand, i need to finalise my stuff for the guan huai zhi ye.
ok hm. thats that for today, i mean, surely i've blogged enough already?
and now, we're just gonna wait till december before i tug the line.
please stay there. please.
haha.
ok watching troy now, ugly guys do still can pretty and hot girls, what a relief.
im kinda done for lingchang but now
a even more pressing issue is at hand, i need to finalise my stuff for the guan huai zhi ye.
ok hm. thats that for today, i mean, surely i've blogged enough already?
prayer;
God im a nasty, horrible faggot.
please help me learn how to wear my halo
and please help me be more caring
sensitive
magnanimous
thoughtful
sensible
hardworking.
but my reason for such wonderful characteristics now
is a really bad reason.
please let such values originate from love and not.
from the urge to fufill certain wants and motives
please help me learn how to wear my halo
and please help me be more caring
sensitive
magnanimous
thoughtful
sensible
hardworking.
but my reason for such wonderful characteristics now
is a really bad reason.
please let such values originate from love and not.
from the urge to fufill certain wants and motives
so i said, again
if i dont stop being so motive driven
and petty,
i know i wont be going anywhere in this life.
i know, i just dont know what to do about it.
and petty,
i know i wont be going anywhere in this life.
i know, i just dont know what to do about it.
hmph.. ok idiotic, 2 posts for an unresponsive anon who prolly
realised that he tagged the wrong blog or something.
guhh how can a peaceful fun loving moron like me make enemies?
hahaha. ok well lets just pretend life is like life for awhile...
hm.. first things first.
my throat is in hell, though the rest of my body is in heaven.
fish it back quick
the singing's killing me, im singing wrongly.
i shouldnt have drank coke and eaten fries.
man...
ok anyway.
i got myself a diary. so hm... i wont be like say...
having emotions and stuff on my blog anymore.
lastly
i have this sinking feeling that i should give the high tea a skip.
look at that ominous presentation the cloudy sky is giving.
and about how SCREWED everything was yesterday...
its kinda sad and whatsoever.
it hurts because i think/care too much.
can't i just get my carefree life back? Huuuuh?
so today
whats the difference between nonchalance and generosity?
realised that he tagged the wrong blog or something.
guhh how can a peaceful fun loving moron like me make enemies?
hahaha. ok well lets just pretend life is like life for awhile...
hm.. first things first.
my throat is in hell, though the rest of my body is in heaven.
fish it back quick
the singing's killing me, im singing wrongly.
i shouldnt have drank coke and eaten fries.
man...
ok anyway.
i got myself a diary. so hm... i wont be like say...
having emotions and stuff on my blog anymore.
lastly
i have this sinking feeling that i should give the high tea a skip.
look at that ominous presentation the cloudy sky is giving.
and about how SCREWED everything was yesterday...
its kinda sad and whatsoever.
it hurts because i think/care too much.
can't i just get my carefree life back? Huuuuh?
so today
whats the difference between nonchalance and generosity?
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
300!
prepare for glory!
first, mend your broken ties.
ties? tighs? thais?
haha no, not thais.
yo tard, as you can see, that earlier post.
its just about how pissed i am bout' anons hurling abuse at me, anonymously.
i mean like whats the point, it wont change anything and i wont know anything.
id just get pissed.
and you'd just get pissed
and the toilet will be flooded? caught that? hah.
ok anyway...
who ever you are, comeon, we can do this orderly.
dont be ashame, no one tags, therefore no one reads tags.
and besides, theres always a delete function right?
if not, for a better future.
go to lty7791352@hotmail.com
yep yep.
looking forward to glory.
comeon, its 300!
first, mend your broken ties.
ties? tighs? thais?
haha no, not thais.
yo tard, as you can see, that earlier post.
its just about how pissed i am bout' anons hurling abuse at me, anonymously.
i mean like whats the point, it wont change anything and i wont know anything.
id just get pissed.
and you'd just get pissed
and the toilet will be flooded? caught that? hah.
ok anyway...
who ever you are, comeon, we can do this orderly.
dont be ashame, no one tags, therefore no one reads tags.
and besides, theres always a delete function right?
if not, for a better future.
go to lty7791352@hotmail.com
yep yep.
looking forward to glory.
comeon, its 300!
@#$%
hey to the tart on my tagboard.
firstly being goodnatured, i hope you dont go calling youself a tart.
secondly, i dont see how i offended people these days.
i've thought of somethings i might have done to offend you.
1. accidently stole your girlfriend.
2. you dont like me going up the stage to disturb miss wong.
3. you are some annonymous of other tagboard whom i kept shooting down.
4. you are a member of the normal stream and is still hurt by our previous encounter
5. you think im a proudass ( i wont deny it! :D)
6. you are some other cool wannabe
7. i banged into you on the streets and didnt apologise
8. i tagged like some anonymous **** on your girl's blog
9. you are just my friend and trying to be funny
10. you saw me today during orienteering and was mad at something but i dao-ed you
11. you are my sec1 team member, naturally you'd be pissed at my perfectionism.
12. you got the wrong guy?
13. i didnt black-out your house, try mence instead
14. you are enyi who is pissed that i didnt reply your message before you left for canada
15. i owe you money, somehow, one way or the other
16. You are a member from the opposite gang?
17. i still think its because i accidently stole someone's girlfriend (its a sinking feeling)
finally
18. i kicked your ass or something and your tag was literal.
im sorry tart, i tried my best to think of stuff.
if you really dont like me going up the stage to talk cock with teachers, im darn hell sorry.
i mean...
but its really fun, you wanna try?
i hope all my good natured steals at jokes in between didnt in turn rob my sincerity.
please scan through the list and if im missing anything, enlighten me, yeah?
haha, have a nice day, tart.
wait, what kind, a re-, apple- banna- or egg?
firstly being goodnatured, i hope you dont go calling youself a tart.
secondly, i dont see how i offended people these days.
i've thought of somethings i might have done to offend you.
1. accidently stole your girlfriend.
2. you dont like me going up the stage to disturb miss wong.
3. you are some annonymous of other tagboard whom i kept shooting down.
4. you are a member of the normal stream and is still hurt by our previous encounter
5. you think im a proudass ( i wont deny it! :D)
6. you are some other cool wannabe
7. i banged into you on the streets and didnt apologise
8. i tagged like some anonymous **** on your girl's blog
9. you are just my friend and trying to be funny
10. you saw me today during orienteering and was mad at something but i dao-ed you
11. you are my sec1 team member, naturally you'd be pissed at my perfectionism.
12. you got the wrong guy?
13. i didnt black-out your house, try mence instead
14. you are enyi who is pissed that i didnt reply your message before you left for canada
15. i owe you money, somehow, one way or the other
16. You are a member from the opposite gang?
17. i still think its because i accidently stole someone's girlfriend (its a sinking feeling)
finally
18. i kicked your ass or something and your tag was literal.
im sorry tart, i tried my best to think of stuff.
if you really dont like me going up the stage to talk cock with teachers, im darn hell sorry.
i mean...
but its really fun, you wanna try?
i hope all my good natured steals at jokes in between didnt in turn rob my sincerity.
please scan through the list and if im missing anything, enlighten me, yeah?
haha, have a nice day, tart.
wait, what kind, a re-, apple- banna- or egg?
so i said
so i said to myself..
goodness you're really good.
sometimes i think i should be a PI. i finally found out
well yes, thats right, my guess wasnt wrong though..
that person looked so weird on the yearbook.
for stalking services, please call 96755455.
ok actually, if you still have my old number, thats the new one.
haah. ok so now, its gonna get tough shifting one other step.
-pfft- quite impossible, i must add..
money's always a barrier. i hate barriers.
you you like barrier?
goodness you're really good.
sometimes i think i should be a PI. i finally found out
well yes, thats right, my guess wasnt wrong though..
that person looked so weird on the yearbook.
for stalking services, please call 96755455.
ok actually, if you still have my old number, thats the new one.
haah. ok so now, its gonna get tough shifting one other step.
-pfft- quite impossible, i must add..
money's always a barrier. i hate barriers.
you you like barrier?
Monday, August 06, 2007
renewed
come on comeon.
all for kelly - nothing significant.
tomorrow's the last day before long holiday.
well, but holiday wont be too exciting...
cauz.. theres...
back-up singing (missed the bbq at beat's)
planning for guan huai zi ye
could've done earlier but i didnt.
ling chang's on sunday, its more stress than really a problem.
-studying..
geez, the holidays were supposed to be for studying.
it was supposed to be but.. ugh, suddenly so many things.
lol.
ok anyway.
i dont even know if that's your name. goodness.
time to brush up on PI skills.
and stop popping champagne anymore... haha
all for kelly - nothing significant.
tomorrow's the last day before long holiday.
well, but holiday wont be too exciting...
cauz.. theres...
back-up singing (missed the bbq at beat's)
planning for guan huai zi ye
could've done earlier but i didnt.
ling chang's on sunday, its more stress than really a problem.
-studying..
geez, the holidays were supposed to be for studying.
it was supposed to be but.. ugh, suddenly so many things.
lol.
ok anyway.
i dont even know if that's your name. goodness.
time to brush up on PI skills.
and stop popping champagne anymore... haha
Saturday, August 04, 2007
blazin'
i just got something like a blazer from esprit just now.
so i guess i'll look handsome, but still cannot get pretty girls.
sheez.
seriously, God, why you never write in the bible about how to
get pretty girls? haha
actually it is written.
to put God first in place, and everything else will fall into place.
well. hm.
so. pretty girl soon? haha come on!
goodness, i really need to win something for prelims.
MUST.
must win something.
and O's, must win more things, and A1 for Amath.
so i guess i'll look handsome, but still cannot get pretty girls.
sheez.
seriously, God, why you never write in the bible about how to
get pretty girls? haha
actually it is written.
to put God first in place, and everything else will fall into place.
well. hm.
so. pretty girl soon? haha come on!
goodness, i really need to win something for prelims.
MUST.
must win something.
and O's, must win more things, and A1 for Amath.
Thursday, August 02, 2007
how?
and at the end of the day,
the golden question can only be: how do i get a pretty girl?
haha yah right my foot, and yours, and everyone else.
anyway.
" good afternoon miss wong, i thank you for your sense of fairness and
the attempt to let all of us here, including the lower sec to go out for this
orienteering activity."
"But the question today is, how is this whole lot of us going to be boarding the bus
within those 2 really small bus stops..."
"it'd look retarded, wouldnt it?"
"OH, for your information, that will not really be a problem"
"look, here i'll share you a secret, there are stations which do not require taking
public transport"
(sheepishly uttered everything into the microphone)
"this is all about route planning, if you are clever, you can go to such stations while
everyone else dashes for the bus"
"ok im clever and i will surely listen to your advice, thank you miss wong"
"now, the school has mentioned that no handphones are allowed"
"im suggesting that maybe we should allow handphones to be brought such that
lost members can contact...."
"no no no. the school has.." (attempts to snatch the microphone over)
(cleverly dodges such attempts, while speaking)
"and then the lost members can contact the group leader, thus allowing the group
to continue playing in the game, rather then throughly wasting the opportunity of fun
by returning to school, as proposed"
"no no, the school has strict rules about handphones."
"should the members be lost, they will return to school. thats what everything's for"
(totally missing the point)
" ok thank you miss wong" (walks away, smiling wide)
that, is the second encounter with the school hall this year. i think by now im regarded as pretty retarded.
so now back to the million dollar question
how to get that pretty girl? wait wait.. too many, which one again?
the golden question can only be: how do i get a pretty girl?
haha yah right my foot, and yours, and everyone else.
anyway.
" good afternoon miss wong, i thank you for your sense of fairness and
the attempt to let all of us here, including the lower sec to go out for this
orienteering activity."
"But the question today is, how is this whole lot of us going to be boarding the bus
within those 2 really small bus stops..."
"it'd look retarded, wouldnt it?"
"OH, for your information, that will not really be a problem"
"look, here i'll share you a secret, there are stations which do not require taking
public transport"
(sheepishly uttered everything into the microphone)
"this is all about route planning, if you are clever, you can go to such stations while
everyone else dashes for the bus"
"ok im clever and i will surely listen to your advice, thank you miss wong"
"now, the school has mentioned that no handphones are allowed"
"im suggesting that maybe we should allow handphones to be brought such that
lost members can contact...."
"no no no. the school has.." (attempts to snatch the microphone over)
(cleverly dodges such attempts, while speaking)
"and then the lost members can contact the group leader, thus allowing the group
to continue playing in the game, rather then throughly wasting the opportunity of fun
by returning to school, as proposed"
"no no, the school has strict rules about handphones."
"should the members be lost, they will return to school. thats what everything's for"
(totally missing the point)
" ok thank you miss wong" (walks away, smiling wide)
that, is the second encounter with the school hall this year. i think by now im regarded as pretty retarded.
so now back to the million dollar question
how to get that pretty girl? wait wait.. too many, which one again?
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
dream
and it just came like a nightware.
dissolved like a dream
why not resolve instead?
'
'
its like how i still dont understand why
we managed to win the captains ball tournament.
why us? As in we had really big, tall players etc.
but i was proud, i believe some of us were.
we even saw poor leads as an insult so...
and somethings that just happened.
God i dont know why you let it happen.
hurting, tempting, scheming, acting, lying.
but maybe today i know.
the victory was a humble pie.
to remind us, hey team QC, there was this proud jerkhole in your team
but yeah, he really wanted to win so maybe
i'd just let you all win so that maybe he can see how
its not his effort, but all the pleasure's mine.
i had so many of my churches with me, i could bless anyone with victory.
whether they trained or whether the slacked,
though only those trained gives glory to me.
yeah, in their victory because they worked for it
they thirsted for the win, and they did the stuff.
ok yeah, QC maybe we did our stuff.
lets not try to bag another victory by having a nasty attitude like i had.
and try to work reverse psychology on God.
lol.
dissolved like a dream
why not resolve instead?
'
'
its like how i still dont understand why
we managed to win the captains ball tournament.
why us? As in we had really big, tall players etc.
but i was proud, i believe some of us were.
we even saw poor leads as an insult so...
and somethings that just happened.
God i dont know why you let it happen.
hurting, tempting, scheming, acting, lying.
but maybe today i know.
the victory was a humble pie.
to remind us, hey team QC, there was this proud jerkhole in your team
but yeah, he really wanted to win so maybe
i'd just let you all win so that maybe he can see how
its not his effort, but all the pleasure's mine.
i had so many of my churches with me, i could bless anyone with victory.
whether they trained or whether the slacked,
though only those trained gives glory to me.
yeah, in their victory because they worked for it
they thirsted for the win, and they did the stuff.
ok yeah, QC maybe we did our stuff.
lets not try to bag another victory by having a nasty attitude like i had.
and try to work reverse psychology on God.
lol.
Monday, July 30, 2007
existence
hardly anyone enjoys questioning their existence to this extent.
but well.
i dont enjoy it but i sure am immersed in it.
its a good thing. and definitely a bad thing.
so.
what thing?
aww. this isnt the time to crap around and feel bad.
besides.
it wasnt really your fault was it?
eh.
whatever.
but well.
i dont enjoy it but i sure am immersed in it.
its a good thing. and definitely a bad thing.
so.
what thing?
aww. this isnt the time to crap around and feel bad.
besides.
it wasnt really your fault was it?
eh.
whatever.
emo? nahh
mixed-up, weird, odd, unhappy, frowning
troubled, guilty, restless, awake.
dazed, confused, misled and away.
come'on life already needs none of them.
its 3 weeks to prelims, oops no its 2 weeks after this week
and things have to happen.
i dont know, maybe its to remind me about how to hold my tongue
or maybe how not to live even a single part of my life unconscious.
its scary, its a nothing, its a scare.
its gotten here and aint going anywhere.
lets put it this way.
this is trash.
one liners?
i am trash.
finished?
what a damn who gives a care.
troubled, guilty, restless, awake.
dazed, confused, misled and away.
come'on life already needs none of them.
its 3 weeks to prelims, oops no its 2 weeks after this week
and things have to happen.
i dont know, maybe its to remind me about how to hold my tongue
or maybe how not to live even a single part of my life unconscious.
its scary, its a nothing, its a scare.
its gotten here and aint going anywhere.
lets put it this way.
this is trash.
one liners?
i am trash.
finished?
what a damn who gives a care.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
im at home.
im at home and doing nothing much.
why? because prelims are here
and you're doomed to have to life you dumb ass who didnt pay attention.
ok erm. enough of the self- verbal mutilate.
i just revamped the darned kanchanaburi video
and Julia better be happy or my itchy hands might fly all over her face.
ok nah im sorry, i didnt exactly mean that.
its just that.
alot of things have just popped up to happen.
and im feeling like a gay ass loser fag now.
zzz. whats with all that crap that happened today man!
what was all the fun yesterday and you just gotta go be happy
and be foot/tongue loose and spoil it all.
well, at least your hardwork died in your hands.
so much for dying without regrets uh?
DARN.
how to build each other up.
without saying all that hurtful crap.
surely language isn't that limited? comeon'...
shit....
why? because prelims are here
and you're doomed to have to life you dumb ass who didnt pay attention.
ok erm. enough of the self- verbal mutilate.
i just revamped the darned kanchanaburi video
and Julia better be happy or my itchy hands might fly all over her face.
ok nah im sorry, i didnt exactly mean that.
its just that.
alot of things have just popped up to happen.
and im feeling like a gay ass loser fag now.
zzz. whats with all that crap that happened today man!
what was all the fun yesterday and you just gotta go be happy
and be foot/tongue loose and spoil it all.
well, at least your hardwork died in your hands.
so much for dying without regrets uh?
DARN.
how to build each other up.
without saying all that hurtful crap.
surely language isn't that limited? comeon'...
shit....
Thursday, July 26, 2007
the sluts and i
damn, why am i always getting involved with people
my friends'd refer as to bitches?
ugh. so much for being a mafia/gangster/ whatever.
ok lol
my friends'd refer as to bitches?
ugh. so much for being a mafia/gangster/ whatever.
ok lol
geography, in jazz.
did you know that the quality of life and standard of living.
are actually 2 different things?
well, standard of living(SOL DAMNIT) is an indicator for the quality of life.
but its isnt a good indicator, since when people are getting wealthy,
they always demand a higher standard of living. or rather, material comfort.
so therefore, since people keep getting unhappy about their SOL, we can sort
of say that the SOL is lower than expected/demanded.
THUS, sol, being so easily variable, cannot be used to indicate quality of life.
and quality of life being something so emotional.
can not be measured, its intangible. fools.
hah.
lol what was the last line for?
goodness. hurry start studying for prelims!! quick!
are actually 2 different things?
well, standard of living(SOL DAMNIT) is an indicator for the quality of life.
but its isnt a good indicator, since when people are getting wealthy,
they always demand a higher standard of living. or rather, material comfort.
so therefore, since people keep getting unhappy about their SOL, we can sort
of say that the SOL is lower than expected/demanded.
THUS, sol, being so easily variable, cannot be used to indicate quality of life.
and quality of life being something so emotional.
can not be measured, its intangible. fools.
hah.
lol what was the last line for?
goodness. hurry start studying for prelims!! quick!
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
folly
those who chase fantasies are fools
but the diligent reaps his harvest.
2 not too familiar stuff from proverbs.
yes, clap your hands for the QT which didnt stop for almost a week
and still counting, ofcourse.
well, people are worrying their butts off about the results.
now now tuck yan.
you've got to worry more because you plan to stand up for
4 book prizes
top 3 of school positions.
ok i hear many grumbles going on.
talk abt chasing fantasies right?
yeah, thats why instead of topping singapore, its just topping the school
another law applied was: ask for strength for the chosen task, not the task for the current strength.
so. yeah, guess i'll have to start working and then. of course start praying.
btw, if you wondered how the combustion of prayer and work leads to success, heres something:
ignition spark: work.
fuel: work, time
Rest of the jazz, cheese and greek: prayer.
actually, without prayer, your sparks and fuels will only end up killing you.
there'll be exhaustion, explosive temper, and finally break down.
now you know why engine parts are important?
ok, but please help yourself, by helping yourself to the petrol.
dont try praying without first doing your part.
HAH :p
btw, dont try reading this, emo idiots just love to type small small so that people get curious.
if you thought that maybe you'd find a cute girl's name here in this tiny nonsense, then you are
just a sick perverted loser who needs to get a life, i reckon you start trying to be a christian.
and stop wasting time decoding nonsensical "try to hide the words" but just making things darn obvious
kinda crappy typing like this.
just a reward for caring, and not busy bodies, thanks, but well. i wasnt emo, have a nice day!
but the diligent reaps his harvest.
2 not too familiar stuff from proverbs.
yes, clap your hands for the QT which didnt stop for almost a week
and still counting, ofcourse.
well, people are worrying their butts off about the results.
now now tuck yan.
you've got to worry more because you plan to stand up for
4 book prizes
top 3 of school positions.
ok i hear many grumbles going on.
talk abt chasing fantasies right?
yeah, thats why instead of topping singapore, its just topping the school
another law applied was: ask for strength for the chosen task, not the task for the current strength.
so. yeah, guess i'll have to start working and then. of course start praying.
btw, if you wondered how the combustion of prayer and work leads to success, heres something:
ignition spark: work.
fuel: work, time
Rest of the jazz, cheese and greek: prayer.
actually, without prayer, your sparks and fuels will only end up killing you.
there'll be exhaustion, explosive temper, and finally break down.
now you know why engine parts are important?
ok, but please help yourself, by helping yourself to the petrol.
dont try praying without first doing your part.
HAH :p
btw, dont try reading this, emo idiots just love to type small small so that people get curious.
if you thought that maybe you'd find a cute girl's name here in this tiny nonsense, then you are
just a sick perverted loser who needs to get a life, i reckon you start trying to be a christian.
and stop wasting time decoding nonsensical "try to hide the words" but just making things darn obvious
kinda crappy typing like this.
just a reward for caring, and not busy bodies, thanks, but well. i wasnt emo, have a nice day!
Sunday, July 22, 2007
gee
my tooth, or rather teeth are aching.
darn, hope its more of a brush teeth call rather than dengue.
ggrr.
ok im sorry for all the short shorts posts, but actually im not sorry either
but you get the idea. hah.
bye!
darn, hope its more of a brush teeth call rather than dengue.
ggrr.
ok im sorry for all the short shorts posts, but actually im not sorry either
but you get the idea. hah.
bye!
grey?
im sorry God.
i really know why it sucks to be
some morally grey dude.
help me get my facts right.
no more foolin' around next time.
back to the word, back to the word.
i really know why it sucks to be
some morally grey dude.
help me get my facts right.
no more foolin' around next time.
back to the word, back to the word.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
random thought
sometimes i feel at ease
when the "outcasts" actually have a place.
have a group where they can really smile.
have people who tease them in a sensitive manner.
its crazy
its heartwarming.
its providence - from God.
when the "outcasts" actually have a place.
have a group where they can really smile.
have people who tease them in a sensitive manner.
its crazy
its heartwarming.
its providence - from God.
CAC captains ball
erm lets see.
we won. haha yes, the climax, and anti climax.
wow.
im sorry if this sounds so plain.
and im sorry if this insults the teams we won.
BUT.
i just dont feel the.
woah woah kick ass you know.. you know.. kinda feeling.
maybe its because i fully comprehend the meaning behind such a gathering.
pictures some other time.
ok anything else, no more.
so now lets just let me kiss myself goodnight. (damn told ya i need a girlfriend)
and well. yeah watever.
it was fun, it was!
somehow i could see things before they happened.
just unable to do anything about them.
we won. haha yes, the climax, and anti climax.
wow.
im sorry if this sounds so plain.
and im sorry if this insults the teams we won.
BUT.
i just dont feel the.
woah woah kick ass you know.. you know.. kinda feeling.
maybe its because i fully comprehend the meaning behind such a gathering.
pictures some other time.
ok anything else, no more.
so now lets just let me kiss myself goodnight. (damn told ya i need a girlfriend)
and well. yeah watever.
it was fun, it was!
somehow i could see things before they happened.
just unable to do anything about them.
Friday, July 20, 2007
video and stuff
hm.. nothing much, introduction of kanchanaburi video. lol
so many things are happening recently.
lets flip through the bible just to remember that God has already promised us peace
why act so tough to bash it into turbulence?
Thursday, July 19, 2007
hello runner
hello runner.
eh sounds familiar, yeah, its because the title was hello runner
OK ANYWAY.
because i cant take my pictures because i lost my camera (boohoo)
and my phone was gay enough to not allow me to take clear ones, im hear to write a thousand word essay so that it'll paint a picture.
a picture paints a thousand words= a thousand words paint a picture.
haha so here goes the vivid description of how to get to my house.
from the bus stop, which is located near a church called stjohn stmargret.
ok that isnt the main point, when the 74 turns under the MRT track, you'll see this really cool orange buildings. thats where i stay, so just quickly jab the bell and get your arse off the bus.
ok now, you're at the bus stop, turn left, yes left you smart alek, or alice since you're a girl.
walk down and when you can finally turn right, do so.
the turn right will lead you down this gentle downslope. get walkin' into the estate already.
the estate compromises of different buildings. some are horizontal, others are vertical. the horizontal ones are like. the one i stay in, they're short, but are fatter, yes, they are fat and so are you so that's why we'll be running.
ok, block 23, which is where me, your eye candy lives.
eh.. its sandwiched between block 17 and block 22, and its the shortest block
reaching only the height of 12 levels whereas block 22 is 15levels
and BLOCK 17 is a freaking 30levels.
ok so now, when you enter block 23, the first lift is THE lift.
i live on the tenth floor, yes a really sexy number inside out...
i live at door -380. my foor number is #10-380.
when you finally get your hands on the door, knock because the bell is screwed. :D
haha then come in and lets have some FUN!
woah woah suggestive, nah.
ok once again im sorry for not having the pictures
to make things simpler, you can just call me up when you're at the busstop, or
you can try to D.I.Y if you want the childish thrill of a atrouciously easy treasure hunt.
im waiting.. ok eew sick just get your arse here, QUICK!
eh sounds familiar, yeah, its because the title was hello runner
OK ANYWAY.
because i cant take my pictures because i lost my camera (boohoo)
and my phone was gay enough to not allow me to take clear ones, im hear to write a thousand word essay so that it'll paint a picture.
a picture paints a thousand words= a thousand words paint a picture.
haha so here goes the vivid description of how to get to my house.
from the bus stop, which is located near a church called stjohn stmargret.
ok that isnt the main point, when the 74 turns under the MRT track, you'll see this really cool orange buildings. thats where i stay, so just quickly jab the bell and get your arse off the bus.
ok now, you're at the bus stop, turn left, yes left you smart alek, or alice since you're a girl.
walk down and when you can finally turn right, do so.
the turn right will lead you down this gentle downslope. get walkin' into the estate already.
the estate compromises of different buildings. some are horizontal, others are vertical. the horizontal ones are like. the one i stay in, they're short, but are fatter, yes, they are fat and so are you so that's why we'll be running.
ok, block 23, which is where me, your eye candy lives.
eh.. its sandwiched between block 17 and block 22, and its the shortest block
reaching only the height of 12 levels whereas block 22 is 15levels
and BLOCK 17 is a freaking 30levels.
ok so now, when you enter block 23, the first lift is THE lift.
i live on the tenth floor, yes a really sexy number inside out...
i live at door -380. my foor number is #10-380.
when you finally get your hands on the door, knock because the bell is screwed. :D
haha then come in and lets have some FUN!
woah woah suggestive, nah.
ok once again im sorry for not having the pictures
to make things simpler, you can just call me up when you're at the busstop, or
you can try to D.I.Y if you want the childish thrill of a atrouciously easy treasure hunt.
im waiting.. ok eew sick just get your arse here, QUICK!
happiness
"cauz you see, happiness isn't about cracking a few jokes and laughing your ass off"
"Ooooooooooo"
goodness. how long has it been since you told the whole upper secondary abt the word ass?
haha am i glad the teachers weren't around when i was sharing my happy theory about happyness. haha
"not materialistic comfort, not about having a girlfriend, not abt topping the level in O's"
"its a state of mind, the attitude of gratefulness"
"its not like a cup of water, below half is unhappy, above half is happy, full means very happy."
"look, who has a bigger smile? its me, but does it mean that i'm happier?"
no damn it, it means i have a bigger smile.
happiness cant be measured.
theres only the difference between having fun, satisfication, and happiness, dont forget.
hah.
runner, wait for awhile, i forgot to take pictures.... uggh
"Ooooooooooo"
goodness. how long has it been since you told the whole upper secondary abt the word ass?
haha am i glad the teachers weren't around when i was sharing my happy theory about happyness. haha
"not materialistic comfort, not about having a girlfriend, not abt topping the level in O's"
"its a state of mind, the attitude of gratefulness"
"its not like a cup of water, below half is unhappy, above half is happy, full means very happy."
"look, who has a bigger smile? its me, but does it mean that i'm happier?"
no damn it, it means i have a bigger smile.
happiness cant be measured.
theres only the difference between having fun, satisfication, and happiness, dont forget.
hah.
runner, wait for awhile, i forgot to take pictures.... uggh
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
hmph..
well, its kinda crazy since im still kinda sick. ugh.
saturday captains ball how?
man. its been gay la seriously.
sorry blog, havent been posting something nice or whatnot
aiya what to do?
its prelims soon
theres this video to do and stuff. man...
ok enough ranting. time to bathe
NOW?
saturday captains ball how?
man. its been gay la seriously.
sorry blog, havent been posting something nice or whatnot
aiya what to do?
its prelims soon
theres this video to do and stuff. man...
ok enough ranting. time to bathe
NOW?
Thursday, July 12, 2007
nande?
what? that's it?
that funny funny weird ( maybe worse than me) person is you?
goodness but you know how elegant you look in your dresses?
but you know what?
haha it really doesn't matter =)
im actually feeling happy, i haven't laughed so childishly for so long.
im just glad that whatever is happening now is happening
whatever didnt seem so beautiful
is just all coming together.
but you can't feel it
and for that
i feel safe, at ease.
ok emo crap, without being sad.
yet still no one can tell!
that funny funny weird ( maybe worse than me) person is you?
goodness but you know how elegant you look in your dresses?
but you know what?
haha it really doesn't matter =)
im actually feeling happy, i haven't laughed so childishly for so long.
im just glad that whatever is happening now is happening
whatever didnt seem so beautiful
is just all coming together.
but you can't feel it
and for that
i feel safe, at ease.
ok emo crap, without being sad.
yet still no one can tell!
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
handsome.
no im not gay.
lol cauz' handsome is me.
BLEAAGH!
ok lets just put it this way. today was weird.
its been well. im just sorry i let you walk away.
im sorry for the cold answers i kept throwing you.
drop the subject drop the subject....
its been all too weird.
everyday's a swirling cauldron of thoughts.
of anything but just. a strain of thoughts.
i caught the essence of the math lesson but.
in my mind just rang these 2 persons.
i would start asking funny questions.
i would start questioning life after the O's
it could be left, right, or as it is already.
or maybe there is even this turn backwards.
i kept dreaming and i cannot stop.
because i cant stop thinking im worth it.
maybe its because i took advantage of your kindness.
maybe there is no reciprocation.
maybe im deluded
lets spill this all someday.
the most cruel method could be lovely.
all our blood spilled to numbness.
lets not get too professional with something
THIS PERSONAL.
lol cauz' handsome is me.
BLEAAGH!
ok lets just put it this way. today was weird.
its been well. im just sorry i let you walk away.
im sorry for the cold answers i kept throwing you.
drop the subject drop the subject....
its been all too weird.
everyday's a swirling cauldron of thoughts.
of anything but just. a strain of thoughts.
i caught the essence of the math lesson but.
in my mind just rang these 2 persons.
i would start asking funny questions.
i would start questioning life after the O's
it could be left, right, or as it is already.
or maybe there is even this turn backwards.
i kept dreaming and i cannot stop.
because i cant stop thinking im worth it.
maybe its because i took advantage of your kindness.
maybe there is no reciprocation.
maybe im deluded
lets spill this all someday.
the most cruel method could be lovely.
all our blood spilled to numbness.
lets not get too professional with something
THIS PERSONAL.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
she
when she says something or does an action.
it feels like she's planned all her life for it.
yeah, it hits the nail on my head.
i keep wondering why im not dead, yet.
it feels like she's planned all her life for it.
yeah, it hits the nail on my head.
i keep wondering why im not dead, yet.
nothing!
its been one word, tiring.
just kinda finished the youthweek video thingy.
then i figured out i got sharing to do on saturday.
man. homework.
man. long uploading time, long converting, long zipping whatever.
the com is just taking its time despite my unspoken complains.
well. ok. im just glad that the video and song
always somewhat synchronises.
its weird, but man, its true.!
youtube, you better learn how to upload faster.
uggh. ok with all tides turned. its almost time to sleep.
but i cant, because i was lazy and i slept in the afternoon.
aiya.
jiapalang la. lol
what if..
im rotting instead of regenerating?
just kinda finished the youthweek video thingy.
then i figured out i got sharing to do on saturday.
man. homework.
man. long uploading time, long converting, long zipping whatever.
the com is just taking its time despite my unspoken complains.
well. ok. im just glad that the video and song
always somewhat synchronises.
its weird, but man, its true.!
youtube, you better learn how to upload faster.
uggh. ok with all tides turned. its almost time to sleep.
but i cant, because i was lazy and i slept in the afternoon.
aiya.
jiapalang la. lol
what if..
im rotting instead of regenerating?
Sunday, July 08, 2007
270, still counting.
dear lord, let me thank you today.
for not sentencing me to death
despite the countless murders i attempted
whilst wishing people were gone.
and i thank you for removing my debts
of money taken without permission.
i thank you finally, for purging my sins.
i thank you for not taking into account my countless adulteries
that i commited while looking with lust.
and finally i thank you for giving me jesus
my saviour, lord and friend.
he came down and took all my blames.
for me, away.
yours, forever
servant-in-debt
tuck yan
for not sentencing me to death
despite the countless murders i attempted
whilst wishing people were gone.
and i thank you for removing my debts
of money taken without permission.
i thank you finally, for purging my sins.
i thank you for not taking into account my countless adulteries
that i commited while looking with lust.
and finally i thank you for giving me jesus
my saviour, lord and friend.
he came down and took all my blames.
for me, away.
yours, forever
servant-in-debt
tuck yan
Saturday, July 07, 2007
genius
to be genius, you can either be
manufactured. you mug you study. you've got no backside because you studied
and worked your ass off. hahaha yes im pissed with manufactured geniuses.
born
these are what we call the "real" genius. people with the likes of.. hm.. i wanted to say
my name but i thougt that'd be weird since it falls into the last category.
these people are just really great intelligent, capable assholes who were born
like that, kinda unfair, but someone's gotto be a genius, so why not them?
faked
fake genius? hahaha why why, why doesnt it sound unfamiliar? these toots are well
people who are dying! to be genius but couldnt either make themselves one because
they are unwilling to work/study hard enough. (my hypothesis) im sorry if you are one
of them, but actually im not sorry, since fake geniuses are just smart aleks
and they deserve to die, ok, actually life and death is given by God, so here's
the last category coming up.
and finally, wasted.
geniuses are indeed sometimes wasted. they still remain very intelligent and capable
but Who knows how good they actually were? right now studies are done to investigate
the possibility of a genius revival, dont worry, they're just wasted, still can respawn. haha
manufactured. you mug you study. you've got no backside because you studied
and worked your ass off. hahaha yes im pissed with manufactured geniuses.
born
these are what we call the "real" genius. people with the likes of.. hm.. i wanted to say
my name but i thougt that'd be weird since it falls into the last category.
these people are just really great intelligent, capable assholes who were born
like that, kinda unfair, but someone's gotto be a genius, so why not them?
faked
fake genius? hahaha why why, why doesnt it sound unfamiliar? these toots are well
people who are dying! to be genius but couldnt either make themselves one because
they are unwilling to work/study hard enough. (my hypothesis) im sorry if you are one
of them, but actually im not sorry, since fake geniuses are just smart aleks
and they deserve to die, ok, actually life and death is given by God, so here's
the last category coming up.
and finally, wasted.
geniuses are indeed sometimes wasted. they still remain very intelligent and capable
but Who knows how good they actually were? right now studies are done to investigate
the possibility of a genius revival, dont worry, they're just wasted, still can respawn. haha
its simple
just pray.
so easy, so simple, too straightforward.
have you already forgotten or overlooked?
well i did, i dare say many do too.
so easy, so simple, too straightforward.
have you already forgotten or overlooked?
well i did, i dare say many do too.
optimism or hero's act.
hey, whatever!
who cares if its optimism or a hero's act.
as in really ACT, acting, faking. scheming and this gets more horrible.
ok so lets seee. to sum me up, im whatever i think i am.
so, to further complicate that, im a thinker.
who thinks in horribly broken english but well,
doesnt become a broken english because its impossible even if i think so.
and if no one got that, dont start getting excited, literature is your own interpretation.
so therefore, while i dissect my nonsense and draw its meaning, or meanings?
if you think the trash talk makes me trash. ermm..
what can i say? but maybe because you are trash and had trashy interpretations!.
ok before i.. insult my readers and drive them away...
okwait later. im on msn and its gonna get tough to double task
who cares if its optimism or a hero's act.
as in really ACT, acting, faking. scheming and this gets more horrible.
ok so lets seee. to sum me up, im whatever i think i am.
so, to further complicate that, im a thinker.
who thinks in horribly broken english but well,
doesnt become a broken english because its impossible even if i think so.
and if no one got that, dont start getting excited, literature is your own interpretation.
so therefore, while i dissect my nonsense and draw its meaning, or meanings?
if you think the trash talk makes me trash. ermm..
what can i say? but maybe because you are trash and had trashy interpretations!.
ok before i.. insult my readers and drive them away...
okwait later. im on msn and its gonna get tough to double task
Friday, July 06, 2007
combination
since one day we'll be using the same combo.
the mirror imaging. i'll do what you'd be doing.
and we all know how that'll be bloody..
so i've thought of this marvellous plan.
to ask my dream girl for her hand.
if all goes well i'll be a happier,
much happier man.
and then we'll see if all this is God's plan.
'
just stay there, beside me, in the same
odd
combination.
the mirror imaging. i'll do what you'd be doing.
and we all know how that'll be bloody..
so i've thought of this marvellous plan.
to ask my dream girl for her hand.
if all goes well i'll be a happier,
much happier man.
and then we'll see if all this is God's plan.
'
just stay there, beside me, in the same
odd
combination.
Thursday, July 05, 2007
random crap
i dont post photos on my blog, weird...
maybe its gotta do with self-esteem.
damn, i need a really great photo.
ok, make it photos.
maybe its gotta do with self-esteem.
damn, i need a really great photo.
ok, make it photos.
what i just want.
flipping through blogs...
yeah, the internet is a book..
well guess what i saw. yeah, girls camwhoring, guys always acting like asif we're high above such "childishness" which is actually the unfathomable skill with the camera which seems to be a really sexist trait, which chooses only girls as hosts.
unfair. now what would a professional photographer do, when those unprofessional
pros are all pwning your butt, taking quick shots anywhere and how.
ok wait can i just make my point?
the point is that its so nice to type on this keyboard which is squished up in the final
available space after a laptop's been shrunk for class, which is kinda weird.
and thats still not the point.
ok darn, i'll make my point now.
its just the OH! im gonna be a hero.
make the world a pEEERFECT place to live.
look at couples cuddle each other
look at friends prancing around everywhere.
see all that smile lit faces.
and i'll just act cool and smile.
and say to myself
"this is just great"
ok but screw i aint that noble.
i need a girlfriend, i need my friends.
i dont need a bestfriend though, and most of my neighbours aren't my neighbours.
to think i always smile to myself when i see people having fun together.
arrgh stop acting hero you diot'
if you dont quickly grab some cutie.... im afraid you'll end up being gay.
uggh are guys supposed to blog about this kinda stuff?
i dont care, if being honest secures my future with a really
hot, caring, cute, pretty, God-loving, TUCK YAN LOVING, exciting, sporty
fit, can play frisbee, can cook, loves geography kinda wife...
i'll lie to be honest. eh whatever.
anyone who doesnt fullfill anything else besides the GOD AND TUCK YAN parts will do actually.
though...
who doesnt want a physically attractive wife?
physical attributes are a bonus, but hey
we do love those pay bonuses right?
yeah, the internet is a book..
well guess what i saw. yeah, girls camwhoring, guys always acting like asif we're high above such "childishness" which is actually the unfathomable skill with the camera which seems to be a really sexist trait, which chooses only girls as hosts.
unfair. now what would a professional photographer do, when those unprofessional
pros are all pwning your butt, taking quick shots anywhere and how.
ok wait can i just make my point?
the point is that its so nice to type on this keyboard which is squished up in the final
available space after a laptop's been shrunk for class, which is kinda weird.
and thats still not the point.
ok darn, i'll make my point now.
its just the OH! im gonna be a hero.
make the world a pEEERFECT place to live.
look at couples cuddle each other
look at friends prancing around everywhere.
see all that smile lit faces.
and i'll just act cool and smile.
and say to myself
"this is just great"
ok but screw i aint that noble.
i need a girlfriend, i need my friends.
i dont need a bestfriend though, and most of my neighbours aren't my neighbours.
to think i always smile to myself when i see people having fun together.
arrgh stop acting hero you diot'
if you dont quickly grab some cutie.... im afraid you'll end up being gay.
uggh are guys supposed to blog about this kinda stuff?
i dont care, if being honest secures my future with a really
hot, caring, cute, pretty, God-loving, TUCK YAN LOVING, exciting, sporty
fit, can play frisbee, can cook, loves geography kinda wife...
i'll lie to be honest. eh whatever.
anyone who doesnt fullfill anything else besides the GOD AND TUCK YAN parts will do actually.
though...
who doesnt want a physically attractive wife?
physical attributes are a bonus, but hey
we do love those pay bonuses right?
well well well!
ok, that idiot naruto hasn't acted for his newest episode.
so i guess, wth, its almost time for a new one already, the producer is really gay.
well, i'lll just blog about someone, and after that i still got something to emo.
lets get on with this.
ok today i got to know joash alot better, before anyone screams GAY!!
i'll just tell you that i love girls to bits and i'll forever remain a guy because
i think i already found the missing puzzle piece. And girls are just great.
so i'll never be a gay and get back pains, broken wrists and butt pain ( ok this is sick)
im sorry for all of the above, i just read a book on gays and apparently
the writer's in my league, or im in his, it doesnt matter.
ok so now we talked abt church stuff and such.
and about how maybe people aren't as pleasant that they seem after we know them better.
and well, it was just a wonderful talking session, mainly because i got the chance to admit our worries about how we were living our lives as christians. could a person tell that we were one?
what kinda testimony are we living in school? are we letting the lost ones continue their journey to hell?
or maybe we were lost, gloating at how marvellously blessed either of us were, born into a christian family. maybe we are blessed with such a great capacity. but what are we doing with it?
on judgement day, are we going to tell God that. HEY! im blessed with such a huge sum of blessings from you, so i was sure i was coming here (heaven) one day!
OH! whereas to those people who were walking to hell, dont worry, we gave them our blesssings.... (liar.. its more like a curse)
ok anyway, that was a few things we touched on, while you were free enough to read this, why not just spend sometime and talk to someone about this as well??
so i guess, wth, its almost time for a new one already, the producer is really gay.
well, i'lll just blog about someone, and after that i still got something to emo.
lets get on with this.
ok today i got to know joash alot better, before anyone screams GAY!!
i'll just tell you that i love girls to bits and i'll forever remain a guy because
i think i already found the missing puzzle piece. And girls are just great.
so i'll never be a gay and get back pains, broken wrists and butt pain ( ok this is sick)
im sorry for all of the above, i just read a book on gays and apparently
the writer's in my league, or im in his, it doesnt matter.
ok so now we talked abt church stuff and such.
and about how maybe people aren't as pleasant that they seem after we know them better.
and well, it was just a wonderful talking session, mainly because i got the chance to admit our worries about how we were living our lives as christians. could a person tell that we were one?
what kinda testimony are we living in school? are we letting the lost ones continue their journey to hell?
or maybe we were lost, gloating at how marvellously blessed either of us were, born into a christian family. maybe we are blessed with such a great capacity. but what are we doing with it?
on judgement day, are we going to tell God that. HEY! im blessed with such a huge sum of blessings from you, so i was sure i was coming here (heaven) one day!
OH! whereas to those people who were walking to hell, dont worry, we gave them our blesssings.... (liar.. its more like a curse)
ok anyway, that was a few things we touched on, while you were free enough to read this, why not just spend sometime and talk to someone about this as well??
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
260. so hard for a title.
well, after a really really long while, im finally reaching a solid number which is a multiple of many numbers which doesnt matter since the blog's just the blogger and the posts.
if you got what i tried not to, and to confuse.
ok anyway.
today's about confession.
God don't put her so near.
its the tingling sizzling sensation.
which makes me want to turn around
and tell her i like her.
its that innocent laughter which first caught my eyes
or ears.
that funny smile and the way she could call out my name.
aren't these reasons so unfamiliar?
they are void of logic, a 5 year old's musings.
but just look. argh this is tearing me apart.
what am i supposed to have
with some one i lost touch.
its been 5 years, since word war.
stop looking at me and make me think i'll ever stand a chance.
want to hear, and not.
this is just plain emo, no one will ever guess what im trying to say.
if you got what i tried not to, and to confuse.
ok anyway.
today's about confession.
God don't put her so near.
its the tingling sizzling sensation.
which makes me want to turn around
and tell her i like her.
its that innocent laughter which first caught my eyes
or ears.
that funny smile and the way she could call out my name.
aren't these reasons so unfamiliar?
they are void of logic, a 5 year old's musings.
but just look. argh this is tearing me apart.
what am i supposed to have
with some one i lost touch.
its been 5 years, since word war.
stop looking at me and make me think i'll ever stand a chance.
want to hear, and not.
this is just plain emo, no one will ever guess what im trying to say.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
lets hope its right
its true it reminds me.
i love going to the church.
no you perverted brains.
its neither hot girls or luxurious conditions.
its not just about the chit chat
and random pointless conversations.
i just hope its genuine, my reason.
be genuine, Its your shelter but not you counter-reality.
church is never an excuse to run from homework
not the numbness which "sets you free"
its all about God and the lovely people.
its alot about the smiles and faces of glee.
its not just about you and me.
its alot more about God's big family.
till i have my pure reason, God please.
help me.
with all due sincerity and negative sarcasm
yours.
sincerely for eternity.
i love going to the church.
no you perverted brains.
its neither hot girls or luxurious conditions.
its not just about the chit chat
and random pointless conversations.
i just hope its genuine, my reason.
be genuine, Its your shelter but not you counter-reality.
church is never an excuse to run from homework
not the numbness which "sets you free"
its all about God and the lovely people.
its alot about the smiles and faces of glee.
its not just about you and me.
its alot more about God's big family.
till i have my pure reason, God please.
help me.
with all due sincerity and negative sarcasm
yours.
sincerely for eternity.
after so long.
oooh ok its been so long since i last blogged, my tag on gina's blog really made me a hypocrite then..
well but since im such a good boy today, studying my history text book.
guess it wont hurt to blog and be proud of it now, and die later.
eh nonsense.
ok well, life lacked the spices recently.
talk about having an indian wife.
uggh ok.
lets just go sentosa some day
and kiss the sun a little.
time sacrificed now will be paid back by the double
when the dreadful O's are finally over.
well but since im such a good boy today, studying my history text book.
guess it wont hurt to blog and be proud of it now, and die later.
eh nonsense.
ok well, life lacked the spices recently.
talk about having an indian wife.
uggh ok.
lets just go sentosa some day
and kiss the sun a little.
time sacrificed now will be paid back by the double
when the dreadful O's are finally over.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
hell,
oops i havent been blogging, SNEEZE!
no one caught that but it doesnt matter.
and no one caught that either.
and this'll go on, so much for thriple layered paradox.
which actually meant nonsense.
im just blogging today, because God made ponning school sound really serious.
and im utterly confused but i could NOT lift a single finger and really justify what im doing.
here's whats at stake.
pon school: dont need to hand in 2 hell of a homework which i obviously cannot complete.
dont need to embarass the hell out of myself with that shrunken s sized uniform
dont need to change in and out of my NCC uniform for PE. and wear it back. uggh!
my mum's not in singapore, now that makes ponning a breeze, though its impossible
since ponning will always be an action, never moving air.
dont pon school: make God proud.
put smiles on your friends faces with your idiotic-est behaviour and jokes.
NOT ENOUGH? Man im so screwed, my brain needs re-wiring.
im so idiotic i cant get this right.
arent the rewards on the side of dont pon school better?
btw, if you got confused about the uniform and stuff, heres a little secret.
its NCC day tomorrow.
ARRGGGHHH!! MEOW!
and the voice keeps going...
just pon, God wont be too disappointed, you always disappoint him anyway.
comeon. pon, pon pon.
ok damn you voice, just tell me where to get those boots and i'll go school tomorrow you...
you snide piece of low down crap deceiving loser good for nothing shit!
you moronic suicider and worthless emotionless heartless evil curved warped nonsense!
you rebel, punk fool asshole cheater scheming backstabbing thing!
stop it!! stop talking..!!
ok now what do i do? my boots are stuck in the NCC room, im dead screwed
and heading for the drain, the chute, the landfill.
stupid new bus driver
-november 2001 paper 1.
WAAAGGH!!!
no one caught that but it doesnt matter.
and no one caught that either.
and this'll go on, so much for thriple layered paradox.
which actually meant nonsense.
im just blogging today, because God made ponning school sound really serious.
and im utterly confused but i could NOT lift a single finger and really justify what im doing.
here's whats at stake.
pon school: dont need to hand in 2 hell of a homework which i obviously cannot complete.
dont need to embarass the hell out of myself with that shrunken s sized uniform
dont need to change in and out of my NCC uniform for PE. and wear it back. uggh!
my mum's not in singapore, now that makes ponning a breeze, though its impossible
since ponning will always be an action, never moving air.
dont pon school: make God proud.
put smiles on your friends faces with your idiotic-est behaviour and jokes.
NOT ENOUGH? Man im so screwed, my brain needs re-wiring.
im so idiotic i cant get this right.
arent the rewards on the side of dont pon school better?
btw, if you got confused about the uniform and stuff, heres a little secret.
its NCC day tomorrow.
ARRGGGHHH!! MEOW!
and the voice keeps going...
just pon, God wont be too disappointed, you always disappoint him anyway.
comeon. pon, pon pon.
ok damn you voice, just tell me where to get those boots and i'll go school tomorrow you...
you snide piece of low down crap deceiving loser good for nothing shit!
you moronic suicider and worthless emotionless heartless evil curved warped nonsense!
you rebel, punk fool asshole cheater scheming backstabbing thing!
stop it!! stop talking..!!
ok now what do i do? my boots are stuck in the NCC room, im dead screwed
and heading for the drain, the chute, the landfill.
stupid new bus driver
-november 2001 paper 1.
WAAAGGH!!!
Sunday, June 24, 2007
would you?
would you take this all away, by giving me more.
take the hanging boulder and polish up those walls.
we'll walk the red carpet someday, and somehow.
whatever your role would be
take the hanging boulder and polish up those walls.
we'll walk the red carpet someday, and somehow.
whatever your role would be
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
doom.'
ok im an idiot who actually still skipped homework at the first 2 days of the last week
a short almost-irony to bring out a little misery and beyond salvation kind of feel.
but its misused, so lets heck this all, and move on.
hahaa ok i read 2 books, and i skipped my homework.
filling in all the extra time with ample dosages of ryl.
and so now im sitting here, ranting about how screwed i am
when i could've evaded this.
OK STOP DAMN IT!
ok i feel like im popping out here just to kick up the settled dust
and sneeze and sneeze and forget all about it.
weird...
but just the way she liked it.
-honeymoon.
a short almost-irony to bring out a little misery and beyond salvation kind of feel.
but its misused, so lets heck this all, and move on.
hahaa ok i read 2 books, and i skipped my homework.
filling in all the extra time with ample dosages of ryl.
and so now im sitting here, ranting about how screwed i am
when i could've evaded this.
OK STOP DAMN IT!
ok i feel like im popping out here just to kick up the settled dust
and sneeze and sneeze and forget all about it.
weird...
but just the way she liked it.
-honeymoon.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
instant
and im back again because i feel like ranting about how gay the timeline has been
about how obviously, the time flies like an arrow. which is a pun if there are time flies.
lol
ok screw it. this year is finally beginning to pick up back to the
Good O' days.
to think how gay life has presented itself at the start of the year
i guess life should just get a life and start learning how not to hurt
the people living it.
woah who caught the meaning in that extra terrestrial line?
well does it matter?
im just well, feeling screwed up because im still indifferent, at large.
i wasted 2 weeks doing nothing much. maybe someone wants to differ..
but you just dont get it do you? Its not about the smiles i placed on people's faces
or the fun i made my friends have
its not about the company im giving them even though i have piles of homework
i know why, because im just running away.
and its not about anything else, even the principal would agree that
holiday isn't for God, holiday isn't this nor that.
its plain simple. study for your damned O's.
i didnt mean that that is really what's going on, its just how the school makes us feel.
and i dont even know if im cooking all this up
as a freaking gay excuse.
and im not saying that the dear principal is not capable of something so underhanded.
since she had already "confronted" me openly when i wrote
that holidays should be liberated from chains of homework.
or that homework should be given in proportion.
or maybe im cooking this all up
as a freaking gay excuse.
i dont know what im doing, or what im babbling about.
its makes no sense, got homework? just DO!
why think so much uh, why cant you be simple?
can you live forever just by thinking
or can you fabricate your success just by a train of thoughts?
or maybe the world is thought by you.
and therefore everyone's will
to you they yield.
i dont know just shut up? hahahaha...
why liddat? why liddat?!
about how obviously, the time flies like an arrow. which is a pun if there are time flies.
lol
ok screw it. this year is finally beginning to pick up back to the
Good O' days.
to think how gay life has presented itself at the start of the year
i guess life should just get a life and start learning how not to hurt
the people living it.
woah who caught the meaning in that extra terrestrial line?
well does it matter?
im just well, feeling screwed up because im still indifferent, at large.
i wasted 2 weeks doing nothing much. maybe someone wants to differ..
but you just dont get it do you? Its not about the smiles i placed on people's faces
or the fun i made my friends have
its not about the company im giving them even though i have piles of homework
i know why, because im just running away.
and its not about anything else, even the principal would agree that
holiday isn't for God, holiday isn't this nor that.
its plain simple. study for your damned O's.
i didnt mean that that is really what's going on, its just how the school makes us feel.
and i dont even know if im cooking all this up
as a freaking gay excuse.
and im not saying that the dear principal is not capable of something so underhanded.
since she had already "confronted" me openly when i wrote
that holidays should be liberated from chains of homework.
or that homework should be given in proportion.
or maybe im cooking this all up
as a freaking gay excuse.
i dont know what im doing, or what im babbling about.
its makes no sense, got homework? just DO!
why think so much uh, why cant you be simple?
can you live forever just by thinking
or can you fabricate your success just by a train of thoughts?
or maybe the world is thought by you.
and therefore everyone's will
to you they yield.
i dont know just shut up? hahahaha...
why liddat? why liddat?!
well yeah whoo!
okok, so i didnt blog for the past say.. 9 days? no HOOHAA.
to sum up the few days i've been living, i just hope joash didnt go do his 8-8 study plan or something.
or i might just lose the will to live.
ok im such an idiotic exaggerator.
well. ok i just lost the feeling to blog again. so lets quickly sum things up before someone gets hurt.
its been
media camp
dance classes
trying to shop for something good
dom7th outing
screwed-up lingchang.
and now im here! its so boring. its time to do homework....
to sum up the few days i've been living, i just hope joash didnt go do his 8-8 study plan or something.
or i might just lose the will to live.
ok im such an idiotic exaggerator.
well. ok i just lost the feeling to blog again. so lets quickly sum things up before someone gets hurt.
its been
media camp
dance classes
trying to shop for something good
dom7th outing
screwed-up lingchang.
and now im here! its so boring. its time to do homework....
Friday, June 08, 2007
count yourself lucky
yeah yeah, do that already.
count yourself lucky already.
some jerkhole like you, managed to get a few girls along the way
touched the hearts of many
a model in the eyes of many (children? innocent kids? heh)
well. somehow its always not her eh?
you get all your idiotic crushes and have the one hell of a fun
flirting around with them.
well screw yourself, your desserts.
hahaha well, its pretty screwed. screwed screwed.
everything so fake i dont care.
i dont see why you could talk to them.
what about me? im supposed to be your friend and you dont talk to me?
keep your friends close- your enemies CLOSER
SCREWWW..
a little holiday nonsense
count yourself lucky already.
some jerkhole like you, managed to get a few girls along the way
touched the hearts of many
a model in the eyes of many (children? innocent kids? heh)
well. somehow its always not her eh?
you get all your idiotic crushes and have the one hell of a fun
flirting around with them.
well screw yourself, your desserts.
hahaha well, its pretty screwed. screwed screwed.
everything so fake i dont care.
i dont see why you could talk to them.
what about me? im supposed to be your friend and you dont talk to me?
keep your friends close- your enemies CLOSER
SCREWWW..
a little holiday nonsense
stop giving reasons
oh stop giving me reasons to suicide - loser (not nuff') said.
im tired of prancing around brainlessly in this monotonous (no) life life.
im tired of watching the homelessness and hopeless monochromic backdrop
and im damn sick and tired of watching your back when the beauty's in your face.
im tired of being fooled around in an imaginary paradise playground.
which kinda sucks since im stuck in it but i know im STUCK and not enjoying myself.
which fool didnt see how you shun me.
or which idiot couldn't feel your evil intentions of avoiding me.
which moron didnt know that you were out to spite me
and which @#$% didnt know that you actually hated me.
and which ( i ran out of mild vulgarities and have no intention to move on).
emo are for idiots.
they are emo
they are mo
and o.
idiots.
ok this was plain random, always happens when she openly dodges me.
makes me kinda want to hit her hard sometimes.
but (proudly drums the chest) im a MAN!
random nonsense everything! including this one...
im tired of prancing around brainlessly in this monotonous (no) life life.
im tired of watching the homelessness and hopeless monochromic backdrop
and im damn sick and tired of watching your back when the beauty's in your face.
im tired of being fooled around in an imaginary paradise playground.
which kinda sucks since im stuck in it but i know im STUCK and not enjoying myself.
which fool didnt see how you shun me.
or which idiot couldn't feel your evil intentions of avoiding me.
which moron didnt know that you were out to spite me
and which @#$% didnt know that you actually hated me.
and which ( i ran out of mild vulgarities and have no intention to move on).
emo are for idiots.
they are emo
they are mo
and o.
idiots.
ok this was plain random, always happens when she openly dodges me.
makes me kinda want to hit her hard sometimes.
but (proudly drums the chest) im a MAN!
random nonsense everything! including this one...
shock. yourself.
well. im a lazy person but shockingly efficient and insanely hardworking.
as long as its nothing got to do with studying, im on!
i just researched alot about sentosa and brainstormed about how the whole amazing race might run.
well yeah. i bet even those comm members aren't as ON as me.
ok thats really besides the point.
i slacked again today- didnt do my homework. not at all.
i was just playing dawn of war and taking more and more land.
i was just browsing the net and watching movies (illegally) online.
then that was when i was reminded of something.
i finally remember why... which for a long time i couldn't understand.
everyone knows the topic. knows the subject but not the subjects of the subject
heh.
its because i kept lying.
it hurts, but not as much.
as long as its nothing got to do with studying, im on!
i just researched alot about sentosa and brainstormed about how the whole amazing race might run.
well yeah. i bet even those comm members aren't as ON as me.
ok thats really besides the point.
i slacked again today- didnt do my homework. not at all.
i was just playing dawn of war and taking more and more land.
i was just browsing the net and watching movies (illegally) online.
then that was when i was reminded of something.
i finally remember why... which for a long time i couldn't understand.
everyone knows the topic. knows the subject but not the subjects of the subject
heh.
its because i kept lying.
it hurts, but not as much.
cobwebs.
im sure spiderman exists.
look at those webs hanging from the roof of my blog!.
ok lame nonsense.
well just a random thing, i haven't been doing my hw and im obviously going to die quickly
-without a trace.
ok but before i die, here's a little fun.
next week's camp week!! WOOOH.
ok. blah.
from monday till friday i'll be caught in intensive NCC camp and media club camp.
its nuts how coincidently these 2 camps had to be back to back.
so suspicious and reeking of ambiguous murderous intent.
i think i've gotto do some research quickly.!
on sentosa though.
goodness gracious the teacher had decided to be clever and procrastinate like idiot
teenagers.
so now he needs help and i have to help if not im a selfish loser faggot man who is gay
and doesnt want to help, utterly disrespectful and atroucious.
ouch- my puny brain hurts from excessive exertion of language behind a sheet of overused vocabulary.
(oh that was nonsense, i could tell)
well. so here's how my research ended.
i might be taking you on a recee with the rest.
really? which day and what time?
(no reply) (research stops concurrently)
morons.
look at those webs hanging from the roof of my blog!.
ok lame nonsense.
well just a random thing, i haven't been doing my hw and im obviously going to die quickly
-without a trace.
ok but before i die, here's a little fun.
next week's camp week!! WOOOH.
ok. blah.
from monday till friday i'll be caught in intensive NCC camp and media club camp.
its nuts how coincidently these 2 camps had to be back to back.
so suspicious and reeking of ambiguous murderous intent.
i think i've gotto do some research quickly.!
on sentosa though.
goodness gracious the teacher had decided to be clever and procrastinate like idiot
teenagers.
so now he needs help and i have to help if not im a selfish loser faggot man who is gay
and doesnt want to help, utterly disrespectful and atroucious.
ouch- my puny brain hurts from excessive exertion of language behind a sheet of overused vocabulary.
(oh that was nonsense, i could tell)
well. so here's how my research ended.
i might be taking you on a recee with the rest.
really? which day and what time?
(no reply) (research stops concurrently)
morons.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
eh thanks.
well yesterday i had a talk with tiffany, actually i had a talk with many people at a go.
well, i got something which i guess will really help me
its regarding BGR...
well its alot about not thinking about it now.
afterall, my job now is to study.
when i saw that pretty girl again today. i just kept that thought
and i was fixed. as in not like as if i went for a fix or something
but rather. i felt like i could say. ahh wth? who cares. later!
its a great feeling.
i dont need a girlfriend anymore.
haha untill im 20!
well, i got something which i guess will really help me
its regarding BGR...
well its alot about not thinking about it now.
afterall, my job now is to study.
when i saw that pretty girl again today. i just kept that thought
and i was fixed. as in not like as if i went for a fix or something
but rather. i felt like i could say. ahh wth? who cares. later!
its a great feeling.
i dont need a girlfriend anymore.
haha untill im 20!
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
just a quick one.
i hate fake fags.
not because they start with f, when they can also start with w.
or g?
well. just a random thought abt people during the trip.
you'll only think this refers to you when you're dead guilty about it.
its simple.
dont claim you love the kids when you cant paint sincerely.
dont claim that you love the kids if you could only play with them but not paint.
its gross disgusting and mind you its etched in my head.
about how fake some fags can be.
well now, if you're not mentioned, it doesnt mean you arent.
cauz praising God is about the heart and never about the body.
its never about raising hands and faces twisted in agony.
its never about saying "Lord" to replace the words "and" or commas.
get it? get real now and freaking learn.
this is how you recognise idiots.
they speak with no actions.
its simple. prove to me whatever you're saying without actions
try and convince anyone. even babies know that their milk aint coming if they dont see a bottle in your hands.
its that simple. its buried in our souls, we all know that. its there, its part of us.
why, now be such a cowardly loser or a flimsy willed person.
if you've got a point, you've got to make it, with physical sacrifice.
well the trip. wilfred you could be right.
its too easy to my liking.
im a weakling. but if i can do something easily. then i suppose anyone else could.
now stop complaining about not having a brush in your hand when its beside your feet.
not because they start with f, when they can also start with w.
or g?
well. just a random thought abt people during the trip.
you'll only think this refers to you when you're dead guilty about it.
its simple.
dont claim you love the kids when you cant paint sincerely.
dont claim that you love the kids if you could only play with them but not paint.
its gross disgusting and mind you its etched in my head.
about how fake some fags can be.
well now, if you're not mentioned, it doesnt mean you arent.
cauz praising God is about the heart and never about the body.
its never about raising hands and faces twisted in agony.
its never about saying "Lord" to replace the words "and" or commas.
get it? get real now and freaking learn.
this is how you recognise idiots.
they speak with no actions.
its simple. prove to me whatever you're saying without actions
try and convince anyone. even babies know that their milk aint coming if they dont see a bottle in your hands.
its that simple. its buried in our souls, we all know that. its there, its part of us.
why, now be such a cowardly loser or a flimsy willed person.
if you've got a point, you've got to make it, with physical sacrifice.
well the trip. wilfred you could be right.
its too easy to my liking.
im a weakling. but if i can do something easily. then i suppose anyone else could.
now stop complaining about not having a brush in your hand when its beside your feet.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
what if...
honestly, everytime someone takes a flight...
that childish thought pops out.
what if the plane crashed?
what would i do when its crashing?
erm... well im going off today, in about an hour's time.
so now i'll blog quickly and lets hope my prediction goes off.
this SL trip wont be very fun.
i dont have any more than 2 of my friends there.
i hate being alone, i detest mixing with bad company either.
God teach me as you lead me, i need a divine plan for this
i simply cant think of any.
well. just incase the plane really crashes
please know that i love you.
that childish thought pops out.
what if the plane crashed?
what would i do when its crashing?
erm... well im going off today, in about an hour's time.
so now i'll blog quickly and lets hope my prediction goes off.
this SL trip wont be very fun.
i dont have any more than 2 of my friends there.
i hate being alone, i detest mixing with bad company either.
God teach me as you lead me, i need a divine plan for this
i simply cant think of any.
well. just incase the plane really crashes
please know that i love you.
Friday, May 25, 2007
odd...
today i have a random prayer
which really be glad if it was granted- unconditionally.
no side effects no nothing just the prayer.
God i need to be more man.
im being a gay and im losing my girlfriend.
actually i've already lost her (or hers if her can be in plural.)
i need someone to love
and im sure you already know how magnificent i always thought she would be
well, my hands are free from threatening arms.
its just a random request so
it wont really matter if tomorrow i remain as gay.
which really be glad if it was granted- unconditionally.
no side effects no nothing just the prayer.
God i need to be more man.
im being a gay and im losing my girlfriend.
actually i've already lost her (or hers if her can be in plural.)
i need someone to love
and im sure you already know how magnificent i always thought she would be
well, my hands are free from threatening arms.
its just a random request so
it wont really matter if tomorrow i remain as gay.
odd encouragement.
well, i was just scanning through blogs
they were all sad, all chanting about how they're results sucked.
its like walking down this corridor of broken, shattered dreams.
but i said, its encouraging.
because though their dreams are broken, their spirits aren't
and they're all geared up for their endeavors again.
all still dreaming of the day when they proved themselves.
a day where maybe they finally are who they are supposed to be.
The crux being that this time they're preparing, not just dreaming.
not just hoping and wishing, but yet to giving of putting in anything.
now grab hold of me and pull me into reality.
comfort became an entangling dream.
get up.. get up.
Got up, and the truth remains the truth.
they were all sad, all chanting about how they're results sucked.
its like walking down this corridor of broken, shattered dreams.
but i said, its encouraging.
because though their dreams are broken, their spirits aren't
and they're all geared up for their endeavors again.
all still dreaming of the day when they proved themselves.
a day where maybe they finally are who they are supposed to be.
The crux being that this time they're preparing, not just dreaming.
not just hoping and wishing, but yet to giving of putting in anything.
now grab hold of me and pull me into reality.
comfort became an entangling dream.
get up.. get up.
Got up, and the truth remains the truth.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
oops? disenchanted.
heh, its been a few days my dear blog.
well. heres a review on the "whatever" drink.
the can's a bright screaming yellow, an odd mismatched giant question mark.
it looks promising.
"any taste, for any thirst"
before i start defaming the drink, please take awhile
just to imagine how "any taste" maybe that heavenly.
-awhile-
ok lets get back to the review.
the drink- is chrysanthemum. ( i think i got the spelling wrong, but you cant get the idea wrong)
WTH! ok at least the mix was fine, it tasted like the one yeos can easily offer.
haha the disgusting thing is, the taste of the drink
made those pretty models in the advertisements look real cheap.
they are contented with.... tea? a common tea which you can buy for 70 cents per can?
omg...
haha ok anyway, you'd realise by now im so freaking pissed and disappointed, this
review isnt getting anywhere.... heh
i mean.. you call it anything instead of chrysanthemum... wat in the world....
to think i took a photo of something that horrible...
by the way, it comes in carbonated and non-carbonated..
carbonated tea? hope not, dont make me laugh once too often...
lol.
well later in the day, about 1 and a half hours from now.. i'll be going school to..
well let my teachers meet my parents..(sounds weird?)
its going to be bad, with the O's coming, and their dear student still slacking away.
they're definitely going to come up with unspeakable lies to make my mum feel the uncalled for anxiety which will ultimately cause me to suffer, unfruitfully.
lets absorb that for awhile, incase anything important skipped your eyes.
ok, my chinese teacher wrote her blasphemous speech about me not doing work and being arrogant.
my english teacher is just going to come up with a book list for me to read and die during the holidays.
my math teacher is going to tell my mum how much her son has improved even though actually he didnt, doesnt make my parents feel bad, but makes my teacher look like an idiot and make me feel bad. is it an improvement to drop from 76-74? guess not. infact, its a 2 marks decrease, my dear math teacher, hope your divine calculation wont screw up in the future, anymore.
my geography teacher is going to give my parents a touching talk about how she regards me as the most talented geography student she has ever came by. and that i failed her (nonsensical) insight and i failed my geography midyears so darn badly.
and finally, if i ever meet my ss/hist teacher, he'd tell my mum how act smart i am (when im actually not- his true meaning) for failing my tests all so big time and screwing up with everything when he is just trying to cover up for his dire misjudgement in sending me for a humanities competition earlier this year.
now you know why im gonna hate that few "precious" moments just a while later?
well. heres a review on the "whatever" drink.
the can's a bright screaming yellow, an odd mismatched giant question mark.
it looks promising.
"any taste, for any thirst"
before i start defaming the drink, please take awhile
just to imagine how "any taste" maybe that heavenly.
-awhile-
ok lets get back to the review.
the drink- is chrysanthemum. ( i think i got the spelling wrong, but you cant get the idea wrong)
WTH! ok at least the mix was fine, it tasted like the one yeos can easily offer.
haha the disgusting thing is, the taste of the drink
made those pretty models in the advertisements look real cheap.
they are contented with.... tea? a common tea which you can buy for 70 cents per can?
omg...
haha ok anyway, you'd realise by now im so freaking pissed and disappointed, this
review isnt getting anywhere.... heh
i mean.. you call it anything instead of chrysanthemum... wat in the world....
to think i took a photo of something that horrible...
by the way, it comes in carbonated and non-carbonated..
carbonated tea? hope not, dont make me laugh once too often...
lol.
well later in the day, about 1 and a half hours from now.. i'll be going school to..
well let my teachers meet my parents..(sounds weird?)
its going to be bad, with the O's coming, and their dear student still slacking away.
they're definitely going to come up with unspeakable lies to make my mum feel the uncalled for anxiety which will ultimately cause me to suffer, unfruitfully.
lets absorb that for awhile, incase anything important skipped your eyes.
ok, my chinese teacher wrote her blasphemous speech about me not doing work and being arrogant.
my english teacher is just going to come up with a book list for me to read and die during the holidays.
my math teacher is going to tell my mum how much her son has improved even though actually he didnt, doesnt make my parents feel bad, but makes my teacher look like an idiot and make me feel bad. is it an improvement to drop from 76-74? guess not. infact, its a 2 marks decrease, my dear math teacher, hope your divine calculation wont screw up in the future, anymore.
my geography teacher is going to give my parents a touching talk about how she regards me as the most talented geography student she has ever came by. and that i failed her (nonsensical) insight and i failed my geography midyears so darn badly.
and finally, if i ever meet my ss/hist teacher, he'd tell my mum how act smart i am (when im actually not- his true meaning) for failing my tests all so big time and screwing up with everything when he is just trying to cover up for his dire misjudgement in sending me for a humanities competition earlier this year.
now you know why im gonna hate that few "precious" moments just a while later?
Saturday, May 19, 2007
THAT music
i was listening to some not really happy music,
which is not sad either.
weird.
well, gotta run
run away, the music's giving me a reason to be weak
cauz somehow i won't be smiling when im old
i can only picture my tears.
which is not sad either.
weird.
well, gotta run
run away, the music's giving me a reason to be weak
cauz somehow i won't be smiling when im old
i can only picture my tears.
Friday, May 18, 2007
no more.
i went downstairs to fall down.
in other words, to bike.
well, at least i can turn the wheel one round now, a repetition of that motion actually allows me to move so...
at least i dont have that devastating intent of jabbing middle fingers into any annoying person's view.
in other words, to bike.
well, at least i can turn the wheel one round now, a repetition of that motion actually allows me to move so...
at least i dont have that devastating intent of jabbing middle fingers into any annoying person's view.
stop stealing my words man!
well, i cant put the right words to describe myself, but clemence sure could deal with MY problem.
yes.
thats ziizaagly why i felt
its always do this for that person. do this for that, and that.
now that i think of it. No one does anything for me.
at least not at a noticeable frequency.
everyone is just. well thanks for the help but HAHAA GOT YA
FAG. YOUR GONNA DIE FOR HELPING WITHOUT ANY RECIPROCAL. MUAHAHAHA.
wth?
say some touching words, breathe a smile at me.
and watch me.. die? what in the world is that for!
Im someone who is tired of being fooled. Because i fool myself 24/7.
im tired of living in this set-up. i would love it if i was out.
out of this stage and into the real.
i haven't been "emo-ing" for ages. and i feel like im a disposable friend.
i feel like there are so many me/s and each time the me is used to its maximum, its discarded and thrown into the bin.
well done.
silence does reveal where we are. even the semi silence in that lonely playground downstairs was so shocking. what i saw was, i gave up so much in my life, for nonsense that i didnt get, or could do without.
and now my condition's so freaking screwed, im not getting anywhere, im pissing people off, im making myself upset, i've sunk so deep into nonsense and self pity i aint going nowhere, maybe even if i was offered 1million dollars just to smile for the rest of my life.
and yes, this is exactly how gay russia is, deteriorating at an incredibly hearty rate, with corruption and inefficiency rooted deep in every peasant's head.
those who try to reform that land, end up getting screwed, exactly.
yes.
thats ziizaagly why i felt
its always do this for that person. do this for that, and that.
now that i think of it. No one does anything for me.
at least not at a noticeable frequency.
everyone is just. well thanks for the help but HAHAA GOT YA
FAG. YOUR GONNA DIE FOR HELPING WITHOUT ANY RECIPROCAL. MUAHAHAHA.
wth?
say some touching words, breathe a smile at me.
and watch me.. die? what in the world is that for!
Im someone who is tired of being fooled. Because i fool myself 24/7.
im tired of living in this set-up. i would love it if i was out.
out of this stage and into the real.
i haven't been "emo-ing" for ages. and i feel like im a disposable friend.
i feel like there are so many me/s and each time the me is used to its maximum, its discarded and thrown into the bin.
well done.
silence does reveal where we are. even the semi silence in that lonely playground downstairs was so shocking. what i saw was, i gave up so much in my life, for nonsense that i didnt get, or could do without.
and now my condition's so freaking screwed, im not getting anywhere, im pissing people off, im making myself upset, i've sunk so deep into nonsense and self pity i aint going nowhere, maybe even if i was offered 1million dollars just to smile for the rest of my life.
and yes, this is exactly how gay russia is, deteriorating at an incredibly hearty rate, with corruption and inefficiency rooted deep in every peasant's head.
those who try to reform that land, end up getting screwed, exactly.
so comparatively....
well, turns out that im the only loser who could fail for combined humans.
yes damn it, the only one who failed. why the hell?
Amath, i was shocked at the same time i deserved it.
a fail, so badly its an E8.
ok so now im sure im not getting into s2e with that "great" 24.
yes, and that's that? is not getting s2e by itself worth rejoicing over?
im a smart person, i know that myself.
no one needs to tell me that im not, or that im fooling myself
because theres just no way i'll actually believe that! NO WAY!
so maybe if someone thinks im being some insensitive faggot by ranting abt
the great 24points. that person can just go for straight elimination. just go die.
this is just nonsense. not the results, its me.
did i study? did i do my papers seriously?
was i concerned?
did truly work on my concepts?
did i listen during class?
can i go die now?
I was the one who did everything.
your eyes caught him, and guess whose heart was caught?
SHUUSH. dont tell me.
yes damn it, the only one who failed. why the hell?
Amath, i was shocked at the same time i deserved it.
a fail, so badly its an E8.
ok so now im sure im not getting into s2e with that "great" 24.
yes, and that's that? is not getting s2e by itself worth rejoicing over?
im a smart person, i know that myself.
no one needs to tell me that im not, or that im fooling myself
because theres just no way i'll actually believe that! NO WAY!
so maybe if someone thinks im being some insensitive faggot by ranting abt
the great 24points. that person can just go for straight elimination. just go die.
this is just nonsense. not the results, its me.
did i study? did i do my papers seriously?
was i concerned?
did truly work on my concepts?
did i listen during class?
can i go die now?
I was the one who did everything.
your eyes caught him, and guess whose heart was caught?
SHUUSH. dont tell me.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
what the....
today's results were a tough and rough reality check.
what have i been doing with my life?
Were i stuck in my very own world?
the standards outside are just so crazy.
bring me back to peace, tonight.
i screwed core geography. and to think i was actually shamelessly hoping that
i'd get something high despite not answering a 10mark question.
right, you smarty genius, everyone knew that wouldnt happen, so here's your
well deserved E8.
and of course you weren't very serious about your combined humans, talking
all that rot during your teacher's class.
maybe you could deal with this D7 and go home and screw yourself.
for being a proudass and thinking you know it all in chem, here's a C5 to disappoint you,
to motivate you to tip off the edges of the tall buildings in your neighborhood.
and for thinking that the physics paper is damn easy, heres an A2 to kick your arse.
and to top it off, since you were smiling away unrepentant, an additional surcharge of
1mark will be deducted from your 72, just to make it 71 and making your A2 even cheaper than it was before.
and for thinking that the tuition makes you own amath without practicing more sums in your own time, you're not getting any distinctions for it, and therefore you can go be sad and "emo on your blog" - quote from someone who was supposed to be important.
well thank you.
emath however, is just to stupid. its too easy, we tried to make it a disaster for you, but unfortunately its just too damn easy, you're going to get a cheap A1. we're definitely sorry we cannot provide you with anything more sadistic.
ok. with all these great presents. maybe is should go screw myself afterall.
in the gruelsome, not sexual immoral manner.
hop on that unicycle, lets bang some walls.
right...
what have i been doing with my life?
Were i stuck in my very own world?
the standards outside are just so crazy.
bring me back to peace, tonight.
i screwed core geography. and to think i was actually shamelessly hoping that
i'd get something high despite not answering a 10mark question.
right, you smarty genius, everyone knew that wouldnt happen, so here's your
well deserved E8.
and of course you weren't very serious about your combined humans, talking
all that rot during your teacher's class.
maybe you could deal with this D7 and go home and screw yourself.
for being a proudass and thinking you know it all in chem, here's a C5 to disappoint you,
to motivate you to tip off the edges of the tall buildings in your neighborhood.
and for thinking that the physics paper is damn easy, heres an A2 to kick your arse.
and to top it off, since you were smiling away unrepentant, an additional surcharge of
1mark will be deducted from your 72, just to make it 71 and making your A2 even cheaper than it was before.
and for thinking that the tuition makes you own amath without practicing more sums in your own time, you're not getting any distinctions for it, and therefore you can go be sad and "emo on your blog" - quote from someone who was supposed to be important.
well thank you.
emath however, is just to stupid. its too easy, we tried to make it a disaster for you, but unfortunately its just too damn easy, you're going to get a cheap A1. we're definitely sorry we cannot provide you with anything more sadistic.
ok. with all these great presents. maybe is should go screw myself afterall.
in the gruelsome, not sexual immoral manner.
hop on that unicycle, lets bang some walls.
right...
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
now now...
which handsome guy stole your heart and refuse to return it.
sheez, i'll burn his house down or something.
sheez, i'll burn his house down or something.
now
the thousand nights spent in uncompromising silence.
just how warped are things now?
stop screaming me your disappointments.
stop screaming, now.
chinese is an A2, the rest are stuck in deep uncertainty.
chem teacher says she's disappointed.
chinese teacher says she's disappointed.
physics teacher didn't think if i did well.
social studies/ history teacher couldn't comment.
just how are things now? neither the silence nor the pile of speeches promised something bright.
i must have messed up the day
and smiled to myself at night.
however i'm not feeling very glad myself. so therefore teachers should know better.
dont keep screaming, start observing and listening. you smart alecks.
just how warped are things now?
stop screaming me your disappointments.
stop screaming, now.
chinese is an A2, the rest are stuck in deep uncertainty.
chem teacher says she's disappointed.
chinese teacher says she's disappointed.
physics teacher didn't think if i did well.
social studies/ history teacher couldn't comment.
just how are things now? neither the silence nor the pile of speeches promised something bright.
i must have messed up the day
and smiled to myself at night.
however i'm not feeling very glad myself. so therefore teachers should know better.
dont keep screaming, start observing and listening. you smart alecks.
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