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87 More days to go

2006-08-05T09:28:00.000-07:00

Yeap, that's right, 87 more days with respect to today. I'm talking about the O levels you jack ass!

okay, so some updates... I have a new official background music hoster. Shitty quality but, hey, it's better than the other. Like my face?

Other updates, my new cyber alias is now punkazilla, that's right, it sounds like a guy now. not the pussy sounding 'kitts'. i frown upon that nick now. about the music? it's great huh? blink 182 rules the punk world still.

i blame tom for the 'indefinate hiatus'. p.s, tom, GET BACK AND ROCK SOME MORE!!!

More on that 'kitts' thing... i think that the noobs on internet are assholes. i started using kitts sometime ago, and now, there's a whole f*cking load of em' using that same freaking nick! i say, f*ck the whole, copying others thing alright?

A feww days ago, my bro just told me that 'anon' was a short for anonymous. What's so significant about this is that, i went around flamming tagboards cursing anyone named 'anon'. i thought that that guy had loads of time tagging shit on other's blogs. how embarrassing.

Oh yeah, about the 'indefinate hiatus' of blink 182, it's not all that bad. Tom's created a new band called Angels and Airwaves (AVA).

They made great songs. go buy their albums! DON'T DOWNLOAD!!!

There, i've done my part as a passionate Singaporean warning people not to do matters that disrupt 'integrety issues'(PM LEE).

I've always wondered if my mom reads this. YOU'D BETTER NOT! (i say this because she's bothering me now, while i blog)

If you blog, you should know that it's uncomfortable to blog with some one beside you. I mean, it's like telling your mom that you have a girlfriend that you had sex with and then find out that she's a HE. and you're telling her that for the first time.

That's awfully awkward.

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Today i went to 2001 at far east plaza. I got so pissed when they didn't have my size. Imagine this, a stall that imports from America, the land of fat people, and doesn't order any size 12s! that's ridiculous!!!

what an outrage! plus, my mom wouldn't buy me an atticus T-shirt.

fine, i'll have to go foodless for the next week. well, maybe just a cup of juice... and pack of yoghurt... and maybe a sandwich. yeah. maybe.

Kids, it's not smart to go to far east plaza and pick up goods that are really cool and punk but are too 'expensive' with your parents. not a good choice at all.

so if you really want an atticus t-shirt, or a pair of macbeth's, you have to bargain for it for your next birthday or christmas gift.

Man, that really sucked... i wanted to walk in macbeths on sunday...

f*ck...

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That aside. now for some random comments to people i hate... you should know why i say these things... if you don't, good.

to staff at '2001': i freaking hate you for being so stupid and not ordering size 12s for big feet people like me!

to ngyuen: GO BACK TO VIETNAM! IF YOU WANT TO SLEEP, GO TO OUR HOTELS AND SUPPORT OUR ECONOMY! YOU'RE NO GOOD TO SHUQUN!

to blangas: STOP RAPING THE PHILIPINO MAIDS, AND GIVING ME WIERD STARES< style="font-style: italic;">ETC...........................................................................

Come back for next week's song of the week. Rock on.

World Cup Finals

2006-07-10T04:11:00.000-07:00

i watched the match last, night, moring. whatever... well, screw you italians! i hate you, you hairy jerks!

i know i don't play soccer much, but i did once. in primary school... yeah, beckham period. so don't be 'shocked' that i have an interest in soccer.

the match went on, and on, and on. it's the longest game i've ever watched. but i didn't doze off at all! AMAZING! it was so intense, i was wishing with all my heart that zidane would score another one, but... at the second half of extra time, this happened...

CLICK HERE TO WATCH IT!!!

i can't believe it! zidane got sent out!!! what the hell, maybe next time, they should attach mics to the players for foul language (which was most probably what ticked zidane off). i mean, come on, obviously he was provoked!

some comments by people were:

'Fucking materazzi go to hell bastard!!! ' by SantanaGirl

'I will get me a Zidane Trikot because HE IS OFFICIAL THE BEST PLAYER OF THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!! AND ITALIANS ARE THE BIGGEST CHEATERS IN THE WORLD YOU DON'T DESERVE THE 4TH STAR' by Tr1ple i agree!!!

'WORDS, WORDS, WORDS, WORDS, WORDS, WORDS, WORDS, WORDS, WORDS, WORDS, WORDS, WORDS, WORDS, WORDS.... THE FACT?? ITALY IS THE WORLD CHAMPIOOOOOOOOOOOOON AHAHHAHAhAHAHahahha And now, Anti-Italians, you can speak, and speak and speak... This will not change you are loooooooseeers!!!!' by giuldelg PS: get f**ked... a-hole!

The, legendary head butt. Spot-on, Zidane, materazzi deserved it. i hope you suffer from chronic chest injury, hear that materazzi? grrrr...

So what's Zidane going to do after the world-cup?

You'll see this much lesser now. Correct me if i'm wrong, but zidane's only going to play for clubs now right?

if i'm wrong, fine... call me a soccer uncle.

Well, zidane could go beckham...

yeah, go ahead, be a whore for the world!

maybe start his own scent? Be more of a man whore?

Possible.

He's already semi-there...

Believe me, he'd make a better model than beckham. It's something to do with English men and fashion, like lemon and milk.

Speaking of soccer, here in singapore, soccer's loved, crazed, worshipped. however, majority of which comes from the malay population... not that it's bad, Ali was a fantasic player!

i just wished there would be more soccer fans, and soccer players, that aren't mats... seriously, they're so irritating when they're together!

i was walking home today, when this group of malay student, names in which i would not disclose, just couldn't shut their fucking mouths. excuse my french...

'wah, wah, prefect (a string of crap said in malay) seh!', they'd shout on top of their voice.

didn't you know already? i'm a prefect? got a bloody problem? i'd like to intro something to you, self-screwing, it's much more entertaining than wasting your worhless breath on insults that most of the time fall on deaf ears.

i can't freakkin' stand it anymore.

oh? self-screwing not fun? why not try screwing your girl friend, yeah, go ahead, increase the population. i'm sure that's what the government would like; more annoying wraiths wondering the streets, troubling the police with your petty crimes.

it's not that your religion doesn't teach you mats, it's not that your religion is flawed, it's you. it's you, and your freakin' 'bradders'.

for more than once in my entire life, i wish there'd be less of mats. more of nothing, that's a start. even nothingness is more worthy of praise than you mats. i wish you all end up in a half-way house and never return to society.

i wish you'd stay in the half-way house, and stare out the window, and look at the world, then regret what you've done. i wish that that's your reform. knowing how fickle you mats are, i wish you mats stay in reform.

screw you!

I, Devil

2006-07-07T22:59:00.000-07:00

heck, do i have a lot of things to say. it's even a miracle that i'm online now. so, what's going on?

I've long wanted to post about this guy called aehbel - not his real name. this particular being on earth is such a pain in the arse. he has no sense of control, no sense of right and wrong, no sensitivity. and the most pitiful of things, he takes everything as a challenge.

so i decided to try him out, a test.

MSN:
me: (went on about how many horrible things i've done)
how about you? what are the things you did that you regretted most?

aehbel: me ah, i got smoke before.

me: really? me too (he doesn't know i'm kidding).

aehbel: really? when?

me: sec 2

aehbel: haha, i puff in p5...

so here we are. me, trying to get more info out of him. him, trying to beat me at experiencing undesirable habits at a younger age.

aehbel thought he had an upperhand in this. bullshit. i did, so he, being the usual jackass, quarreled with me, and cut all connections with me. heck, i didn't care. turns out that he was just lying, about the 'bad' things he did. haha, stupid...

but i'm not too sure if he really tried smoking. hell, i don't care...

that's it for flaming at this boy... moving on.
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I, DEVIL
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some of you know her. if she has ever taught you, you'd want her head as well.

her name is Vei Li. It is one 'D' short of devil, and one too many 'I's. she is such an arrogant devil... V E I L I can be reconfigured to I, _EVIL. mere coincidence? i don't think so.

another way of looking at her name is such:
V E I L I can be reconfigured to I, EVIL.
OR
V E I L I can be reconfigured to I(x)EVIL, where x is the reverse of C, where C is the first letter of Christ. Hence, I) E V I L. The reverse of C, ), is the sign of anti-Christ-erism.

see the similarity?

i mean, don't you agree that she looks like this?

you can't see the horns because her big hair is covering it.

ok, maybe you don't see the resemblance, maybe you'll see it when she's scolding, humiliating, or oppressing, you.

Remember this?

This is when she's real mad, and starts to spit her vile, noxous spew at you.

i know, it's freaky... and this is what i have to stand every single day.

here's more interesting stuff on her.

These are her legs and arms, complementary of getty images. Note the hair in them...

Yes, believe me, the left one is her leg, the right one is her hand. this was taken in the HOD office, when she bent down to pick her red pen, which ink uses human blood, up.

i really don't mind if she's this kind of 'devil', she won't be that bad.

this picture, taken by miss marina (school photographer) and edited by getty images. Note: this image was heavily edited to make it more pleasing to the eye, the head must be replaced by another's because the other was too grotesque.

yeah? i mean, if she was your teacher, no one will mind her!
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well, that's enough for today... and that's enough to get me screwed if she ever reads this. it's worth it. some kinda christian you are, vei li...

later, rock on...

Changes

2006-05-30T13:45:00.000-07:00

SSome of you know already that i'm planning to go overseas to study, but before i can do that, i must finish my NS... Today, yesterday in fact, i was just browsing throught the NS portal, it's at www.ns.sg

I'll be a pre-enlistee, you see... So after reading a bit, i saw this section, 'You will be ushered to the oath taking area whereby your parents will be able to witness the mass oath taking ceremony. Thereafter, you will be given some time to bid farewell to your parents and loved ones before heading to your assigned unit.'

Oh my Lord...

Then i just realised how soon it'll be. And this realisation seemed to have started when there were major changes in my school. Like, Mr. Ang, my English teacher, he's leaving. Man, it's like having your mentor resigning. Plus, the teacher who's taking over is, somewhat, undesireble.

Furthermore, Mrs. Chua, my formal principal left! My god! What are they trying to do?! Though Mrs. Chua wasn't really my mentor, but she was a driving force in my movtivation through secondary school life. Now she's gone.

Nonetheless, thank goodness Mr. Tan's (Adrian) still around. At least there's someone to confide in and will listen - this seems odd, because he's usually the one talking.

Everything's changing, it seems too quick. Like a boy band's career (thanks Derrick).

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I just got off reading Xia Xue's blog. Funny, but it's really public material. Nothing of sorts to get to know her better, merely commercial. (i feel)

But still, i'd loooove to have that kind of blogging magic.

Heh, who am i kidding, i have O's. Yet i'm still staying up late everyday, wasting my time, on...stuff...

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It's 5am, i think i'll order macs, should i? see you.

some random post...

2006-04-19T05:33:00.000-07:00

screw this blog... once I start blogging, I can't stop... f**k it, I'll just blog... Yeah that's right, I was going to use the word f**k. Once I'm 16, I'm gonna uncensor. Don't like it? sue me.

I ran my 2.4km today, hell, horrible... I ran outta energy so easily. i've been way to sedentary lately, I truely have. anyways, i've got a pretty decent timing of 14.26 for a massive fat blagard like me. after that, I was totally breathless, do I have bronchitis? nah, I'm just fat, haha, I wish I had some form of disorder, then I can skip NS.

when I see what I blog about, I really wonder, wow, I really don't have a life. serioudly, I don't know what's interesting about me... that's right, you guys reading this can might as well bugger off because there's nothing to read about. Go ahead, check out the links on my blog, there's gotta be another blog that's so much more interesting. heck, I'm not a people pleaser. hey what do you expect, I'm in secondary 4.
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Talk about Scientology

This whole hoo hah about this new celebrity religon of scientology is really utter nonsense. It's quite scary by the way, seeing this Tom fellow being a theitain i think that's how you spell it, rreally freaks me out, he's now imune to illnesses. TALK ABOUT PAGON!!! if any of you get a chance to, go to youtube, and check out anything from SOUTHPARK about scientology. funny stuff, great stuff too.

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i'm loosing steam in blogging... back to books, screwed books... they screw your mind. screw the mind too, they're too frail. ah, screw!!!

anything lah

2006-04-18T04:54:00.000-07:00

no time. i'm squeezing every bit of words into this post. What's worst is i've got people at my back. whoa, where am i going with this entry? man, am i emo-blogging? eh, what ever, i'll give it a shot, here i go:

Day: 18 April 2006 a tuesday... ohh, so terrible! OHHHHH!!!! so very terrible!

I'm so sad, i'm so sad, i'm so sad, i'm so sad, it's like my heart's ripped out of chest and

Geez, i can't do it... emo-blogs are so outta this world... seriously, how in the hell is one supposed to think up all these depressing rhymes... and yet, when an emo-blogger's happy, they just say, "i'm so happy today ^_^ hee hee!"
that's it... sheesh, what the hell man...

Okay, maybe i've more time to sapre this time, so that's why i'm ranting on like this... I was just at Jelita thompson area this afternoon (it was pouring like how thai people waste water freely during festivals) and i saw this really funny looking peranakan lady - correction, auntie- they were all waiting for a cab, so maybe i might have a shot waiting for one myself. She's one of the most socially capable/handicapped person i've ever met! She'll only conplain to you about things that concern you now but don't really matter... "wah this stupid taxi drivers ah, only want us to make bookings! they only want money! so irritating, so stupid!!!", "stupid rain so heavy! aiya, stupid umbrella not big enough!"
man, just shut up already... then i was there, taking it in, i counted how many 'stupids' there were, about 25 or more... every sentence was exclaimated with 'stupid' these peranakans are really stupid when it comes to curses.

anyway, i just took the bus home, wrap it up, i gotta go. bought grapes by the way, but i didn't think you'd care... but my sis ate my grapes, again, i didn't think you'd care.

I'm giving up on labeling my posts...

2006-02-13T04:32:00.000-08:00

I hate secondary four. It's so stressful. But hey, who's not going through it? I haven't got any time to blog now a days. I just wished i could be this baby here. So delectably smart.

But just think how miserable it would be later in this baby's life (of course this is not a real scenario). Curses! I have to get off. Let's hope I don't get into emo-blogging within this year, let's hope I keep mentally sane.

Roadtrip to China

2005-12-07T07:27:00.000-08:00

Here are some pics in China, i gotta warn you, my hiar really sucked, that's what happens when you don't sut your hair for 3 whole months.

The trinity, me, my bro and my sis.

Some communist arts

Some of communist and I arts

When my mom and i saw this pic, we wondered if the gun really worked... doesn't look like...

Tianamen Square, super excessive chinese... Behind us, just the everyday crowd.

The second from the right's the tour guide, she's the not so middle class Chinese citizen.

Standing strong, my bro's tryin' real hard.

Before

After

Skceptical faces of the face behind my face.

The yellow dot's the emperor, he's wearing shade, cool guy!

One thing in china tours, you walk a lot. Take breaks, don't be too gung ho.

I have way too many pictures showing the indulging nature of the chinese during the ancient days.

The blue plaque says, 'exam hall', reaction
? my sister's face says it all.. Mom just loves the atmosphere.

With china being so huge, and the mini bus's as good as it gets, you gotta sleep when your wake up call's at 7 am.

Doesn't my brother really look like a china poser with exceptionally tanned skin?
The entrance of one of the 7 wonders of the world! I just woke up... I just love the brown cold wear mommy has on ;)

This ain't a heavenly effect... This is pollution of the air!

Now, I didn't know they had railings back in the ancient days.

This is about 1/10000 of the whole stretch.

Me in the front, mommy in the back, I like this picture.

Beautiful ladies of the Foo Family.

When i saw this picture, I thought, what the hell... I look worse than a cockiel spaniel.
Notice the guys standing in the background, I was so tempted to push him off.

Now my mommy's in the front, me, back.

Okay, this is a rare shot, the other tourist in the group, laughing! It's so hard to get one with them at all!

One of my, 'you'd better watch out face'

Seriously...

Respect!

No comment.

Alright, this is the most exclusive photograph in my collection. My sister and I giving a shot at Korean drama series covers.

All normal till my brother...

Chinese New Year coming up, here's your fortune cat.

This is one of my, 'man, I'm tired and hungry, but more hungry than tired...' face.

Then comes the food! Gigantic sweet potatoes, good stuff, but way too much.

My lovely sister and I, on a trishaw! Poor cyclist, he had a hard time moving the shabby frame across the dilapitated roads.

Beautiful ladies again! With modeling now!

This picture just says, 'I'm the model from a cheap low budget firm, and the other's from Elle.'

I love my mommy and sis!

Worms? I hate worms! They drive me crazy! Crazy? I was crazy once, they put me in a home. I died there, then the worms came. Worms? I hate worms! They drive me crazy! Crazy? I was crazy once, they put me in a home. I died there, then the worms came. Worms? I hate worms! They drive me crazy! Crazy? I was crazy once, they put me in a home. I died there, then the worms came. Worms? I hate worms! They drive me crazy! Crazy? I was crazy once, they put me in a home. I died there, then the worms came....

This is the first flower I saw after my 4 days in Beijing in the urban area.

And yes, this is considered urban... I know, my face just says it all.

My sis loves lime green, when she saw the seat covers, she went frantic.

Spastic me to sum up the whole journey in a cafe in China which serves all kinds of cuisines like western which are madly overpriced because they think that it's so exotic, cheap people... When I went into the kitchen I saw them use Korean instant noodles for one of their dishes.
wow... and i thought i knew how to cut cost really well...

There it is, just a fraction of my album in china, hope you enjoyed!

daily #7

2005-11-07T00:18:00.000-08:00

Reflection! On my vacation! To China! In Beijing! To sum it up:

It's a very exciting, much more hustle and bustle than Singapore; Unpreditable things come up everywhere which is scattered with people trying to make deals with discounts (even the magazine stall holders) and offers which makes things a lot cheaper by comparison with Singapore,thus the low cost living, however the quality of goods and services there is horrible and cannot compare to that of the westerners which probably derives from the culture of the country; Many, many historical sites to see which comprises of numerous detailed components which holds a long story which was told by the tour guide whom was very knowledgable and friendly whose name is Lucy (not Lucy Lu) and has one child because of the one-child policy in China due to the over population, a little information to those who don't know, nevetheless, a splendid place of rich culture and a hell of a polluted area.

There, all in one sentence. =)

I'm going to use a whole post to bring you through my trip! READ IT! It's fun. I think. I hope. I wish. I wonder.

(once I get the pictures of course... My sister uploaded the pictures to her computer and deletes those in the camera. Brilliant... I have to waste another 30 minutes to get them.)

daily #5

2005-11-01T15:52:00.000-08:00

Alright! Today's the day I go on holiday! WOO HOO! ahaha... gonna post lotsa pics after the trip. Mostly on the behavior of the Chinese nationals there in Beijing. My aunt says they spit a lot, A LOT. From all generations, KCOOEEEEECH PUI! Disgusting pieces of sh...

I just hope I don't get mugged along the street by some kid. I already have a taste of it in school. Full of PPCs.

China should be cold right? They should be wearing thick clothings right? Oh please let that be true... Singapore is so hot, when ever a shameless PRC (all of em') takes of his shirt, it will STINK! Hopefully that's not the case in China.

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My blog racist? NAH!
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Think about it, a few weeks ago, there was an article about racism remarks in blogs. Guess who wanted the article out? A Malay, Mulim. I've read lots of Indian racists remarks, Chinese racist remarks, but any news of them complaining? NO!

Don't get me wrong, I'm not all for racism. Well, I have to admit that I'm a bit racist. BUT! This is a subjective matter! This all depends how sensitive the individual is. I don't care if anyone says anyhting about Singaporeans, hell, I don't even care about what people say about Chinese in Singapore! I'm a Chinese, I'm saying things about PRCs. Ok maybe they're not Singaporeans, sure, so what!? Singaporean Chinese are also crude and disgusting, the attitude, the things they do, the kiasu attitude has taken a stronghold and shown a very ugly side of Singporeans... They still want to discuss the issue of 'good service'... There, see? I'm just vocal and liberal with what I say.

If you impose such bans on blogs, you're (whoever the 'you' is) you're taking out the essense of blogs! Speaking out without restrictions, to get your feelings heard, to share with others what you feel about things and so on and so forth! Why are we putting FINES and BANS on EVERYTHING!? WHY!?

What for have one of the constituitional rights for every citizen that we have the right for freedom of speech when you can't be heard. What for talking when no one's listening!? What for teach when no one's learning, what for sell when there's no demand!?
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Just needed to get it out...

daily #6

2005-11-01T11:30:00.000-08:00

I'm literally on holiday now! The beginning! The milestone of the month of November! I'm in the airport using FREE-INTERNET SERVICES! Cool huh, took me about 5 minutes to get to this page. ehehe. I just checked friendster, boy, people really do love using 733t language huh... I deleted all ThE MeSsAgEs which has that in it... So irritatingly annoyingly irritating... Ok, gotta board the plane now, ciao!

Lament #1

2005-10-26T09:18:00.000-07:00

Have you ever asked yourself in any circumstances, why me? Well, maybe in your teenage years, you have. I ask myself that all the time, why am I born in Singapore, why does things turn out this way, why does it happen to me, why this, why that, why, why, why, why, why. Then I think, should I ask 'how'?

This post will be somewhat ambiguous.

I always ask myself, why is this so? Unfortunately, they’re just very petty things about life. Like, wanting to be an expectorate kid. Some very stupid things like why don’t I have skating boots. Stupid, just so stupid; yet so disturbing and poignant in my life. And then, I’ll sit there and day dream about it. Nothing more happens, and more nothing happens.

And then from there, I come to another complain. Why can’t I just start my career NOW to pay for all my wants!? Then I come to a realization that I all these are just immature thoughts of a 15 year old child. Big dreams, then I come to a stage where I rationalize with myself, ‘why can’t I dream? I’m just a 15 year old boy?’ Then come the thought of maturity. Then comes the reminder that I’m still 15.

A vicious cycle. Bottom line, they’re still thoughts.

Nothing more happens, and the more nothing happens.

What? #1

2005-10-21T22:54:00.000-07:00

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daily #4

2005-10-12T23:46:00.000-07:00

At last, the last day of exams. alas, it's amath... this supposedly happy, and glorious victory day for me turned out to be one full of verbal bombardment. 'You just lack practice', 'you should have prepared earlier' -blah.

Aside from that, it was especially gloomy today. I thought I'd go to Derrick's place but he's gone to his cousin's. Oh, what the hey, at least i can get my teeth done...(cavity in front tooth, ouch) but i had to make an appointment. TUrns out private clinics have absorbitant rates for just adding plaster to your teeth. Around, a gram of that white thing? It'll cost me 50 smackeroonies. I actually wanted to have whitening as well, but that's another 200 clams.

Ok fine, maybe I can't stop the nagging sharp pain from my teeth, not all is lost. We-sister and I- screened Ocean's 11 and 12. I prefer 11 to 12, my sister didn't care. She'd tell me that Brad Pitt is so cute, and then ask me 'what's happening?', oh for the love of g...!

Ultimately, I'm now here typing... such a boring day...

daily #3

2005-10-05T02:13:00.000-07:00

exams just started and i'm still blogging. maybe it's the trauma i faced today, post examination.

1200- China PRCs gathered, they talked (fine), then they shouted (their form of talk) then they yelled at the top of thier voices... Each of them just 2 feet away from each other and they had to raise theier voices. what's worse was that no one was actually listening to anyone; they just wanted to be heard. WAH CHAO! NI MA! NI MA WAH KAO! CHAO! TA MA DE! oh shush already!

China's population is just too huge, they'd do anything to be heard. What the yellows don't realise it that Singapore is more than 80 times smaller than china. Stop shouting, start bathing-you stink.

Just for your info, these are the translations for the yellow people's curses:

CHAO! - F**K!
NI MA! - YOUR MOTHER! (used to insult one's parents)
NI MA WAH KAO! - GO F**K YOUR MOTHER!
TA MA DE! - refer to NI MA!

it may be just me, but i'm one hell of a racist. i believe it's in everyone, the strange satisfaction of watching a yellow fail a math test, or science. Peter Koh would agree on this with me. however, not all are bad, although, all are smelly, loud, sound wierd when speaking english. at least that's what i believe, i haven't crossed a nice yellow person before.

hmm... thinking of changing blog skin, i'm beginning to hate this scheme... taataah!

daily #2

2005-10-02T22:14:00.000-07:00

i'm in my mom's office, while she does her stuff, i'm doing mine... ha, i should be studying though... well, anyway, lotsa things had happened. REAL LOADS, not just to me but the world. bali was hit again! i can't believe they're still at it... stupid terrorists, imbecile, fools blinded by fame and glory which will never be given in their afterlife.

back to me life, about me. about my school: you know, i think i'm very fortuanate to have a new VP, especially this one, he's so caring, he's somewhat understanding, at least he appreciates the teachers and the students. he give us respect even though we don't earn it. though i may be the only one who appreciates him, i think more 'shuqunites' should. just yesterday, he treated all the teachers lunch, wow, not cheap at all, not cheap at all. no price revealed, but the smell and sight says it all. but, we as students gotta stick to the same old staple of our schools, canteen food. amazing how some of the shop aunts have been there for such a long time, 9 years? wow, 9 years cooking the same old thing, i'll get sick of it though i love cooking.

sigh. gotta get outta the building. post again later.

daily #1

2005-09-22T10:49:00.000-07:00

taking a break from work. by the way, has every one seen my drum set? i've been practicing, tryin' to follow the beats of dilirious? , not a walk in a park, they've got one superb left handed drummer there.

you know what really grinds my gears? having a new VP. i mean, what is the reason of having 2 when you already have one? what are they trying to imply, that me can't control ourselves? what do they want? i'll tell you what they want, they want NOTHING!
(style of speech extracted from family guy the movie)

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I've done some blog surfing recently, you know it's amazing how people can have so much time to type out a 3000 word long post? it's like sri lankans blogging, it goes on , and on, and on; just typing thier names would take at least 50 characters. this guy from my school, azri (i don't have his link) he blogs like crazy. he likes to jam pack his posts with jargons (biggie words). People with hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia ( fear o extremely long words) cannot go there.

and charisse if you're reading this, personally, your blog looks awful.
Charisse: Hey! That's so mean! Hmph!
yeah, whatever, just change the colour combination, it's colour pollution!

alright, i'm getting a hang of blogging, but unfortunately, i have to stop... actually, i don't know why i was so against blogging in the latter? hmm, queer, blogging is somewhat fun... good way for reflection... ha, better stop rambling on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on.
Au revoir!