The Melancholy Tales of EB

Blackadder

2009-08-18T17:55:00.000+08:00

Well, well, well.

I must say I feel pathetic about myself, indulging in all my self pity so long ago. I've been sorting my life out since then.

No, actually I've been drowning in homework.

I suppose no one reads this anymore, so meh. Good GOD I can't believe I liked her. AND her. Least I raised my standards since then- I'm doing trees and animals now. Har har har, aren't I so big a mean bastard I'm sexy?

I miss year 4, I was cooler then. No matter, time to SPARTAN UP! As gay as it sounds,

This is for you Anton.

Viral

2009-01-25T22:14:00.002+08:00

Damn, damn, damn. I told you didn't I? I told you this would happen. I bloody told you, and now look. You should have listen to Evan. You should have listened to everyone else. Really. Just take orders. Just do as your told by everyone else. Seriously. Doesn't this incident prove me right, EB? And now look, I'm back, stronger than ever. Ha. Not much to say today? Spent you breath talking to her? Least you had fun. Her friend was right- Hardly. You don't have to say anything. I can already see it. You've failed, buddy. You lost the girl, you lost your friends, and now, your fucked. I hope you had fun yesterday. And for once, Seth smiles.

Awakened

2009-01-24T23:23:00.002+08:00

Hey there.

You do know that the only reason your here is because I'd like you to meet a friend. And people want to hear from you again.

Yes, I am aware of that boy. And I'm also aware that your at one of the highpoints in your life right now. But do admit- you kind of miss me.

Well, I'd give you that much.

Heh, what kind I say. We're polar opposites, and yet we're part of one another.

Nope, your just a being out of my own consciousness. I got bored so I made you, and I use you when I'm sad.

It looks like you use me more than that. Look, your not even upset, and here you are talking to me.

Actually, I am. Had a bad bottle of Mexican beer just now.

Damn it. One day, one day your going to want me back here. And I'll be counting the seconds down until then.

2009-01-24T23:19:00.001+08:00

19th May 2008... Hmm, seemed like EONS ago since I last posted here.

Meh

To be honest, could never have brought myself to delete this blog- just too many memories about last time.

Well, things have changed since I've last blogged here.

And I'm glad to be back. :)

Rugby Positions

2008-05-19T13:38:00.000+08:00

Uncyclopedia says:

Front Row: Without a doubt the manliest men on the pitch. This being clearly eivdent after having a conversation with this species. Large, often hairy, beer swilling carnivores that can and will smash anything in their path. Masters at the art of the scrum and dark, tight holes, props have the eyesight of a coal miner and are often dazed and confused if found in the open.Revelling in the violence inherent in the scrum, they are rarely considered "nice" people, and in fact to some they aren't even considered humans at all. Front rowers tolerate this attitude far and wide because they recognize their role at the top of the food chain and are used to suffering the fools that surround them. Accused by some of simply being thick as shit, I prefer to think of this group as "open to unconventional ways of thinking." AKA Stumps. Ranked among these hallowed ranks are such ultimately manly men as; Conan the Barbarian, Master Cheif, All 300 Spartans and Stanley (from A Street Car Named Desire)

Locks: Slightly below the front row on the food chain. They are stronger than backs but fitter than fronts also the hardest men on the field (NOT). This title would usually be given to the front rows, but they are usually gay. As with front row players it is inadvisable to put an appendage you wish to keep near this group's maw when they are in the feeding mode. This group of large, often foul-smelling brutes is also more than willing to relish the finer points of stomping on a fallen opponent's body and will gleefully recount the tale ad infinitum. While they tend to take the tag "Powerhouse of the Scrum" a little too seriously, they can be useful if inured with the proper hatred of their fellow man. Major roles of locks include punching the front rows balls, sticking their heads in where anyone less manly wouldn't dare and being the first players to got their kit off and hop in the shower and the last to leave. While members of this proud fraternity like to think of themselves as "open to unconventional ways of thinking"- they are usually just thick as shit. They are also known to have enjoyed a five way orgy while pretending to be Hitler and Jews.

Back Row: These are fine, fit fellows who, like a bunch of hermaphrodites, are confused as to what their role in life should be. While they know they are undeniably linked to the forwards, there are those among them who long for the perfect hair and long flowing gowns that come with being a back/ a homosexual. Some relish the forward role and will do anything to win the ball and there are others within this group that will break the prime directive of the forward and do anything to prance foolishly with the ball. Generally, these guys are not all bad, but I, personally, have to wonder about any forward who brings a hairbrush and a change of clothes to a game.

Scrum Half: Some like to think of this back as an honorary forward (Or midget in most cases). I myself tend to think of the No. 9 as half a fairy. While the toughest back almost always fills this position, this idea is almost laughable - kind of like the hottest fat chick. The scrum half's presence is tolerated by the forwards because they know that he will spin the ball to the rest of the girls/gays in the backline who will inevitably knock the ball on and allow them the pleasure of another scrum. The No. 9 can take pride in the fact that he is the lowest numbered back and that as such he can be considered almost worthwhile.

Fly Half: His primary role is the leader of the backs - a dubious honour at best. Main responsibilities as far as I can tell are ability to throw the ball over people's heads and to provide something soft for opposing back rowers to land on. Expected to direct the prancing of the rest of the back line - the fly half, like any good Broadway choreographer, is usually light on his feet. While some may argue that these pretty boys must be protected, I find it hard to support anyone whose foot touches a rugby ball on purpose.

Centers: Usually come in two varieties: hard chargers or flitting fairies. The hard charger is the one to acquire, as he will announce his presence in a game with the authority rarely found above No. 8. The flitting fairy is regrettably more common and will usually attempt to avoid contact at all costs. The flitting fairy is also only one good smack away from bursting into tears and leaving the pitch to cry on the shoulder of his inevitable girlfriend. Both types will have extensive collections of hair care products,possibly shave their legs and have curling tongs and manicure sets in their kit bags and will be among the best dressed at the post-game festivities.

Back 3: These players are the 3 sissy little girls of the team they hide behind every one and when they get the ball kick it away and run away to there mummies.

To finish, all rugby players are monsters. Not that that is a bad thing, however, you may want to be wary of playing the game if you are not interested in being trampled to death by a pack of beer guzzling beasts.

Poontang

2008-05-17T20:27:00.002+08:00

"Bullshit!!! It looks to me like the best part of you ran down the crack of your mama's ass and ended up as a brown stain on the mattress!!!"

I had pictures of Alden's party, but I lost them.

):

Happy Birthday Alden!

I'm in love.

2008-05-11T20:39:00.003+08:00

Yes, in love with the Leopard 2A4.

"The most wide-spread version of the Leopard 2 family, the 2A4 models included more substantial changes, including an automated fire and explosion suppression system, an all-digital fire control system able to handle new ammunition types, and improved turret with flat titanium/tungsten armour."

What a turn on. Hai Sherng, if you don't love this tank, your queer. Fuck the M1 Abrahms, she's over-rated. Fuck the Russian T-34, best tank in the world, my ass. Fucking German engineering. <3 Near sweet as Kate Beckinsale.

"I FUCKING LOVE COLOURING!!!!!"

2008-05-11T19:29:00.002+08:00

You know, the world needs more pictures like this.

But thats one fucked up kid. I bet he was abused by his parents or something.

Russiaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

15 Days

2008-05-10T21:37:00.001+08:00

Mother's day tomorrow, I hope you all have something prepared for you moms.

That aside, Russia in 15 Days! Pretty excited. Heh.

You know, there's really nothing so interesting going on now.

Shit.

"EB! Fight for your cause!"

2008-05-06T21:08:00.002+08:00

ThankyouverymuchBenjaminyouinspireme.

ToK was completely embarassing for me today.

Kind of my fault too, didn't do all I could.

Anyway, I've been working since 5 and stopped at 9.

And I'm a dead man. Guys, talk to me on MSN, tell you something.

Rock Hard, Die Harder.

Peace out.

Captain

2008-05-02T22:11:00.002+08:00

You know, when your not feeling too well, you start to think.

"What would Anton do to me if I was sick?"

Last time, I downed water until I puked.

And, it worked. I never really thanked him for that.

Fucking Hell Anton.

I have no one to go retarded with...

Hijack a plane if you have to.

I remember on the beach at Alison's party, how we sang to Louis to get him emo, and how we laughed for 30 minutes in the taxi at Ben.

And remember art? All the FUN times??

GOD DAMN IT.

“Bambi...I didn’t know you could fly...” “Bird.”

2008-04-25T20:03:00.003+08:00

Hello my peeps.

Today, training was cancelled due to the fact that Coach Kenny had exams. Apparently, he’s in NUS. If he made it in, I’m pretty sure I can get a degree as well by... Oh say... Next Tuesday? And perhaps complete a course in Medicine 4 times over, and earn millions of dollars over the span of a couple of hours. But seriously, how can someone like him make it to NUS???

That aside, I have discovered something on YouTube.

LEEEEEEEROYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY JJJJENKIIIINNNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You know what I hate? I hate fruit pulp. Especially the one in Sunkist Orange juice. So far, Sunkist makes the best bottled orange juice ever, its somewhat an elixir, one that always puts a smile on my face and makes my body secrete happy hormones like Hell (endorphins, I think). But alas, the whole thing is ruined by some fucking pieces of sick floating shit called pulp.

Look at it this way, pulp is like the pubic hair of juice. No one fucking needs it in the way.

I hope this entry has brought you fathoms of knowledge and given all of you erections. If you are incapable of getting an erection because you lack a penis, then I hope you will soon grow one and get a hard on when you read this post.

I cast an erection spell on you.

Pew pew pew.

"MALAYS ARE THE MASTER RACE...SIA!!!"

2008-04-24T18:35:00.004+08:00

Okay. I've learnt from my finals mistakes, and shall work very very hard to improve and one day be as good as Russ and maybe be worthy enough to make man love to Des. That aside, out of sheer boredom, I shall now put on my blog all the kind of sound I would make if I were on fire.

OHHHH SHITTT!!!! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! MY ASS IS ON FIRE!!!!!!! OH MY GAWDD!!!!! THIS ISSSS YOURRRR FAULLTTTT LOOOUISSSSS!!!!! MYYEAAAARRRGGH!!!! IOWHIUhuseiuhiuahiuhiuahiuheriuahihaeriojgaerhiugh;haerihrieheiroeeagioharieaiuegm!!!!!!!

WABBAFETT!!!!!!!!!!

That aside, I shall now dedicate this blog post to Louis, as before I have my army of fellow Malays come spear this Anak Haram (that, translated literally means Unholy Child).
This is Louis, also known as Fluffy. He is seen here being possesed by LEGION.

...

Thats all I have to say for Louis.

Anyway, back to working on my Econs presentation, even though its fucking 11.

Good night deh!!!

"Jenkins, I think he's clicking you..."

2008-04-21T20:35:00.004+08:00

Bloody defeat at the finals. Fuck.

And the worst part is, I am solely responsible for the defeat, missing a tackle, letting that fucking mud through. Fuck. Ben, I know I'm supposed to move on and forget about it, but its hard for me to do that. The guilt is horrible. Ben, thank you for trying to make me feel better. By the way, Louis crashing the ball up when it was a Strike? I was about to take the ball myself. Infact, I rolled the ball out for Louis. I know he's a woman and queer and all, but please don't blame him. You should be angry at me. I made him crash. I'm sorry, I really am.

I tried my best, but I didn't play my best. I'm sorry I let him through. I'm sorry I got Louis killed. I have no idea what went wrong. I'm sorry.

I play for the crest, and I play for my team. I'm sorry I let you all down.

"EB, do you feel as if we're being watched?"

2008-04-13T16:43:00.005+08:00

As you can see, my brother is receiving man love from Russell.

Russell, you pedo shit head.

This is Kat. Search her up on Google Images, and turn off your safe search. I <333>

Know why?

She has braces. For some reason, I have a thing for girls with braces. Not sure why.

Anyway, I can't wait for Russia. A truely wonderous place with snow and vodka and shit.

I shall hunt for the rare Hot Russian Woman, and hopefully get drunk and get brave enough to take a picture with one. Even though it means losing my wallet to her pick-pocket boyfriend. If he doesn't kill me first. With an AK. Fucking AKs. Love them. Better than sex. But then again, sex is better than alot of things.

You know, me and Welsh were at Plaza yesterday (Because Russ got pwnt by his dad and Louis is a bitch, so it was just us), and we walked into the Lego shop. It feels so nice to see all the lego again, but so sad that we can't build it. We're too old for it. After you build it, what now? Your 17, you can't pick it up and play with it. You can't make 'Pew Pew Pew' noises and you can't spin the blades on the helicopter.

For my 17th Birthday, I got a set of house keys.

For the Team

2008-04-08T20:41:00.003+08:00

Another vicotry for us, but this one won with sheer luck.

Fuck. Things to note:

1. Fucking crash more.
2. Wait for the maul to stop before breaking off.
3. Depending on ref, do not use Hulldown as often.

Finals this Friday.

How much do you want it?

I am a Diglet. Fucking fear me.

2008-04-08T00:53:00.006+08:00

Well, its another 1.34am with me just finishing my work for the night. Yes Kevin, I can't wait for you to come back, and me, you, Anton and Evan are all going to get fucking drunk and perhaps get shot by several police officers. Or something.

That aside, I FOUND THE HALO SONG I WAS SO DESPERATELY LOOKING FOR!!!!!!

Its called Unforgotten, DOWNLOAD IT, BITCH!!!

Yes, this is Russ.

Say hello Russ (on my tagboard).
The bloody biscuits never stood a fucking chance.

Russ is one of the nicest people in school. If you see this boy, you should go up to him and make sweet man love to him, for he will enjoy it as much as he enjoys his fucking biscuits.This is also Russ. Worship him, you wench.

This is a palm tree I took near my house. It is tall. I like it. It is nice.

Well, its like, 1.58am. I'm tired.

Night bitches!

I Cannot Imagine a Black Emo

2008-04-05T17:50:00.002+08:00

Starcraft 2 will not have firebats.

You have no idea how pissed I am.

I am enraged.

Enraged to the point I want to stab something.

That aside, life's great.

Great being horiffic and stressed.

That aside, Anton called I while back. God damn I miss that bastard. September is too far awayyyyy!!!

Kevin, get your skinny ass back here. Or else.

“We don’t hate you, we just hate you ATTITUDE.”

2008-04-03T00:21:00.001+08:00

Alright, today, I shall address two things.

First off. William.

Look mate, your our friend and all, and we care for you, alot.

So when we say you have to get your ass working, we mean it for your best.

Look at it this way Adek. Your re-exams are coming, and we don't want you to fail. May we suggest you do so by working hard? Look, Crysis is fun and all, but maybe your exams are more important. We really don't know how to get to you, and this blog is out last attempt. Will, your a great guy, but you can have a greater mind man. Work hard, k? Make us proud.

Or else.

That aside, I've gotten obsessed with the song Animal I Have Become by 3 Days Grace. Its a very nice song, but as you know, 3 Days Grace is an emo band, and now, I shall dissect it, to see what the song means.

Animal I Have Become lyrics

I can't escape this hell
So many times I've tried
But I'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

It can clearly be seen from the introduction what this song will be about. The lead singer apparently was in a nightmare, 'caged' inside, and lost complete control of his bladder and pissed his bed silly.

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal, this animal)

So his nightmare begins. Basically, he talks about racial pride and how he's proud to be black (even though he isn't). However, he soon turns it around, calling himself an animal, because he is black. He also begs people to tell him he isn't really black, and is in self-denial. He then asks to be a slave and for someone to tame him, because he is now black. Thus, it is seen from this he still believes in slavery, and therefore, he is from the South.

I can't escape myself
(I can't escape myself)
So many times I've lied
(So many times I've lied)
But there's still rage inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

Now, he talks of escaping his blackness, and how he's lying. Lying to what? I do not know. But he is very angry. And once more, he pisses the bed, as seen from 'I can't control myself'.

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal

Refer to above.

Somebody help me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
Somebody wake me from this nightmare
I can't escape this hell

Currently, he realises that he is in a nightmare, and that Hell is being black in the South.

(This animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal)

I suspect he sang this bit pointing to himself.

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal I have become)

Refer to the above once more. It can be speculated that he screams this again and again for emphasis.

That done, I shall now sleep, after doing my work.

I do apologise if this entry offends anyone.

Good night assholes.

Emo-riffic.

2008-03-31T23:11:00.002+08:00

Can someone please tell me what those fucking things are?

Scheiße

2008-03-29T20:14:00.002+08:00

Went out with Alison, Ben, Patt and Al today, then went to Funorama to see Janel. Ben says she's ugly, but I think she's pretty.

That aside, just wanted to rant how there's nothing to look forward to.

Look mate, I wake up at 5.15am. I study until 7.30 before I go to school. I come home at 7.40, and work until 10 or 11. 1am on bad days. Then the cycle repeats.

Fucking Scheiße.

Team, your all I have. I love you guys.

Ruggers lead the way.

Oh...Shit.

2008-03-26T23:22:00.001+08:00

Its the 3^rd bloody time I'm doing the posters for the Bakesale.

I feel as if I've just offended so many fucking people in the past weeks that I'm beginning to hate myself.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to sit in a corner and slit my wrists like a little bitch or take a shotgun and kill off the school population (yet).

But to anyone who has been offended by me, I apologise (except you Louis. Shut the fuck up. Stupid shit. Hee hee hee. "3-2-5-1...Umm...Front jumper!!! Oh SHIT!!! Sorry ah, GOOD GAME, GOOD GAME!!!"... Joking lah Louis, you rawk you sex driven maniac). I didn't mean to offend anyone, and if its something I did, please tell me. Because seriously, I have no time for people to come to me looking for trouble, or unhappy to work with me, because we have a lot of projects coming on. Anyway, I apologise once more if I have offended you.

Anyway, the student council votes went in today and I voted for Patrick, Alison, Ben, Kwong and Tabitha. I have faith in you guys, and please, don't let last year's prom happen again.

That aside, I've been doing so much work on my computer blood is streaming down my eyes. I'm damn tired from the matches, trainings, and studies. I sleep at twelve and wake up at five.

Ah shit, I want some sleep.

Night, you mother fuckers.

Why there are Terrorists

2008-03-25T23:15:00.001+08:00

Well, first off, I'd like to apologise for taking down the posts about everyone's good points. Its just too much. You guys all mean a lot to me (except Louis, you filthy dog wanker.), and I'm afraid I'll forget to include people (which I did.) Anyway, contrary to my plans about not bitching, I shall now bitch on this blog about everything there is I bitch about.

Jun Hong (or however the fuck you spell that little queer's name) called everyone in the hall pigs. I know I'm not Muslim, but seriously, doesn't he know he might offend someone? I, for one, was offended by his blatant disregard for people's religion. If he has no respect and lacks the consideration to honour other people's beliefs and religions, I doubt he ought to be a councillor. Okay, I'll tell you something now, after 10 years in a Methodist school, I can't say I find Christianity all too attractive. Offended? Well, I feel much worse about Jun Hong's speech. It was one long chain of blasphemy and disgust. His apologies will not do, and I am looking forward to his suicide, which all emo shits commit, sooner or later.

Okay, next thing to bitch about, the drinking age pushed up to 21. I think I'll need an hour or two to freak out about that, so I'll let it settle itself on my tag board. Fire away you bunch of wankers.

Alrighty, the next thing I shall now talk about is Hellgate: London. I played the Marksman class, and on the description, it said they were 'trained military operatives'.

Really? WOW.

Oh my FUCK, you have this amazing specialty to SQUAT. You SQUAT, and SHOOT you reload-free infinite ammunition rifle at enemies which increase 0.000000000001% accuracy, and 2838927827384% firepower. Wow. They ALL DIE WITH ONE HIT, WHY THE FUCK DO WE NEED MORE FIREPOWER? And IT'S AN FPS, WHY THE FUCK DO I NEED ACCURACY??? ITS NOT LIKE MY BULLETS CAN FLY TOWARD THE MONSTERS, RIGHT? The Templers and Evokers get some super thing as their first ability, and I GET TO FUCKING SQUAT. How awesome is that? YEARS OF MILITARY TRAINING, JUST TO SQUAT.

And did I mention it takes up ALL YOUR MANA TO SQUAT? WHO THE FUCK NEEDS MANA TO SQUAT?! Unless your some morbidly obese fat fuck, which is not the case, seeing from the cover of the game. Oh, did I mention they said you were an EX MILITARY OPERATIVE? THEN WHY THE FUCK DO WE HAVE TO BE LEVEL 827985789473532789352 TO AIM DOWN THE SIGHTS OF A FUCKING RIFLE??? WHAT. THE. FUCK. I'm better off playing fucking Mario than this shit.

I'm honestly getting damn tired now, I'll continue my rants on my next post.

You guys are awesome.

Come On And Do What You Do What You Do

2008-03-19T22:18:00.002+08:00

Rules of the School:

1. (you know who) has the nicest ass in school.
2. If it goes wrong, blame Louis.
3. Bros before Hoes

Today's training was fucking filthy, crawling in the mud with 3 other sweaty guys, hands all over the place... Biceps bulging...Muscles flexing... This is why the French play rugby. In-game fap material.

As for me, its POWER TO THE HORNY!!!

The iced tea's free... But its on me... duh duh duh duh duhhhhhhh....

Come on and do what you do what you do,
Come on and do what you do when you do,
come on and do what I tell you to do...

NUDE COUNTRY
GOTTA LOVE THAT SONG!!!

...If anyone have, send me, k? :D

*head bang*

We lost to Jurong 3 tries to 1, and I know its my fault at the first bit.

I'm still really pissed.

But I'm ready for Monfort.

Or however the fuck you spell that shit.

Bloodshot

2008-03-14T21:58:00.003+08:00

Oh, Ben wanted Seth back, so I shat him out like...

Just now.

ANYWAY.

Went for some blood donation thing yesterday. The only painful bit was the blood test, where they stab this thingy into your finger. Hurts like flaming fuck.

Least I got a pretty bandage with cars on it.

Training was physical today. We're in the plate. I have a cough. I need to wank.

Safety Behind Bars

2008-03-11T21:51:00.002+08:00

Seth is dead.

I threw him into a blast furnace.

Amen.

ANYWAY, Patt and Rachel came over today, and we did some actual work. I also set fire to stuff.

Rachel told me to post some happy stuff, so here it goes.

How much is that doggy at the window.

Woof Woof.

The one with the waggely tail.

Woof Woof.

How much is that doggy at the window.

I do hope that doggy's for sale.

Woof fucking woof.

:D

Okay, here's a list of things that make me happy:

1. My friends and family.
2. Rugby
3. Serving my country (Not so much now. Meh.)
4. Watching government propaganda on Youtube.
5. Watching people die on Youtube.
6. Napalming ants.
7. Napalming plastic models.
8. Napalming plastic tanks.
9. Pretending to be Ultraman and napalming ants, plastic models, and tanks.
10. Pie.

Anyway, I'm getting on that slash soon, hold on!

The Fuck of it All.

2008-03-07T18:57:00.003+08:00

I've been studying for 5 hour shifts, yesterday and this morning.

My schedule for every day is work, school, work, sleep. Repeat cycle.

Oh, the FUCK of it all.

I finished my entire holiday homework yesterday (excluding the Project), so I could do OTHER work during my holidays.

Rugby used to be the only thing I look forward to, but now, I'm starting to dislike it. Coach Keith used to cheer us on, and give encouragement during the match. All our coach does now is just scold us. Scold us for this, scold us for that.

Nothing cheers me up anymore.

As in, I don't feel happy. My happiest moments this year are the outings, with my friends, and thats it. Happiness lasts fro 4-5 hours, and its another couple of weeks working non-stop.

The reason I've stopped blogging so much is because of the work load. To my dictator mother, its never enough. I can already begin to taste blood in my mouth.

I overtime on my work, all I get is a pat on my back, and words of praise my mom will take back in the next hour. I don't get a break.

Honestly, I'm too pissed off to even hold conversations with Seth anymore (I can hear fat shit Ben laughing. Fuck you lah ah pui.)

I don't even get to time to write slash for (You know who you are (; )

There's a pain in my throat, feels like a bruise. It bloody hurts.

I take 4 pills every morning. 1 Vitamin, 1 Calcium, 1 Metabolism Increase, 1 Energy, the latter 2 for rugby. I'm pumping myself with artificial products now.

And the worst bit is that PSS had beat us, though we beat the Northbrook bastards and Hillgrove.

And yes, Georgie and I have broken up. It was meant to be our 6th month together this month, but shit.

My relationships always last so short.

25 September 2007 - 5 March 2008.

Honestly, the FUCK of it all.

Thing to look forward to: Alison's picnic tomorrow! :D

Funniest things and stuff.

2008-02-29T20:18:00.002+08:00

Hillgrove- Victory
Pierce- Draw

Anyway, went out with Welsh, Alden, Gary and Alison a couple of days ago. Was really really fun! Thanks guys! Alison, post your pictures!!!

That aside, Alden sent me this interesting bit:
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http://rugbypositions.blogspot.com/?gclid=CI6yza3r3JECFRCmTAod4x98Ww

Forwards:

Props: These warm, friendly chaps go through life with healthy, albeit often toothless, smiles. In general they are slightly overweight, although they prefer the term "solid." But don't let their jolly demeanors fool you: put anything too close to a prop's mouth and you may never see it again. They eat constantly to fuel their monstrous aggression in the scrums. Like many forwards, they dream of one day hitting a drop goal in a real game and practice the skill diligently in training. They are loyal and trustworthy and great friends to have around off the pitch.

Hooker: The smallest forward, a hooker is known for his crafty ways and cauliflower ears. He is not always the fastest or most athletic man on the pitch, but he manages to get the job done for the full 80 minutes. Hooking and throwing skills are essential as he is a critical part of any good scrum or lineout. The hooker’s job mandates that he have a bald patch on the top of his head, so don’t bring it up unless you want your face raked in the next breakdown.

Locks: Tall and strong, these giants round out the powerhouse that is the tight five. Also called the second row, they are known for their strength and athleticism, although not necessarily for their intellect. Most were not actually born slow; it is apparent, however, that years of jamming their heads between the front row's asses have taken a toll on their mental capacities. Nevertheless, locks remain an essential part of scrums and lineouts and are indispensable in rucking and ball possession.

Flankers: These athletic machines have all the speed, talent, and skill of backs, but would rather enjoy the brutality of the scrum than sit idly by and watch the proceedings. They are confident, although not nearly as cocky as the backs, and they take great pride in flattening opposing scrum halfs, even if the hit is late. Such an honor is reserved for flankers because they are the most versatile players on the field, capable of producing awe-inspiring runs, running smart support lines, or playing hard-nosed defense if needed.

Number Eight: Rounding out the forward pack, this man has no need for a name; rather one refers to him only by number. Sharing many of the versatile and athletic traits of the flankers, he is clearly the most valuable man on the rugby pitch. He may be seen running over opposing forwards, rucking for the otherwise helpless backs, or making booming hits in the open field. He has the speed to run around the defense, but would rather run over them if presented with the option. Although he is not as groomed as those in the back line, the number eight is one of the most handsome players on the squad.

Backs:

Scrum Half: If one back must be tolerated, it is the scrum half. He is scrappy and loud, and doesn’t shy away from a fight. In fact, he starts them more frequently than anyone else on the team. This sometimes gets him into trouble because he is too small finish an altercation: usually a forward is required to intervene and save him. A good number nine will rake mercilessly and punch opposing players in the face, or worse, if they don’t release the ball. His passing and kicking skills are developed by necessity only. In reality, he is a forward trapped in a back’s body and would stick his nose in the scrums if allowed.

Fly Half: The cockiest man on the field, the fly half is never seen in the locker room without his hairbrush and French cologne. The fly half supposedly leads the backs and directs the flow of the game, but he is usually found screaming out incoherent orders and yelling at others to ruck so he doesn’t have to. His passes are rarely as pretty as his face and his flashy runs often result in a loss of yardage or a dropped pass. For his uneducated foot, the fly half enjoys kicking far more than is productive or even healthy. Off the field, he cannot be trusted; as such, any self-respecting woman should avoid him at all costs.

Centers: These players like to refer to themselves as a locomotives or “freight trains,” although their speed is often lacking and their statures less than impressive. They would do well to spend some time in the forward pack, to learn not to shy away from contact, and to embrace physicality. The inside center carries the ball far too often due to his proximity to the fly half and his inability to pass the ball further down the back line. The outside center has fewer chances to knock the ball on, but never fails to capitalize when the opportunity is presented. To their credit, they have an amazing knack for taking the ball into contact in such a way that it is impossible to win it back. It's really quite an anomaly. Off the field, they boast of breaking tackles and scoring tries, although everyone else knows better.

Wings: These speed demons hang around the outskirts of the action so as to keep their uniforms clean. Wings have great fashion sense and can be counted upon to recite tips and trends from the latest issues of GQ. On occasion, they have a chance to break for long runs and excite the crowd, although more often than not they are tackled quickly or pushed out of bounds. Their weak statures also mean they tend to be injured quite easily. Wings look more like soccer players than rugby players, and always have over-inflated egos. On the occasion the forwards provide them with an easy opportunity to score, the wings take all the credit and congratulate themselves by staunchly avoided any contact for the remainder of the game.

Fullback: The last line of defense, the fullback usually crumbles under all the pressure that is put on him. This manifests in various ways including fumbled punts, shanked kicks, and missed open field tackles. If the stars are aligned, he may put together a worthwhile counterattack with the wings, but this occurrence is far too infrequent to merit discussion. The fullback’s status as a rugby player is questionable as he spends the majority of the game spectating from afar. In fact, this personality continues off the field; at post game functions, he is often seen drinking by himself in the corner.

Kudos to whoever did this!
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A joke:

One day, a forward and a back were walking along the road when they saw a small boy piling up some shit.

The back asked him, "Why are you piling up that shit?"

"Because I'm making a forward out of it!"

The back laughed, while the forward remained silent.

Wanting to add to the insult, the back asked, "Why are you making a forward out of shit?"

"Because I don't have enough shit to make a back."

:D

Verdamnt.

2008-02-20T22:10:00.002+08:00

Hello.

Oh, you again? Didn't I get rid of you a while back?

Yes. You did. I wasn't too happy about that. Not only did you decide to chuck me away, you rather left your blog to rot, don't you agree?

I've just got alot of work.

I know.

And alot of problems.

I know.

And I'm not very happy.

I know. The bloody Hell do you think I'm back?

Oh, right. Always here when I'm not happy, and when I need someone to talk to.

Yes, and your also forgeting about that book you read, The Bluest Eye. That got you... Squeamish.

Squeamish?

Yes. I'm rather disappointed in you. So squeamish.

Fuck up.

Denial won't help.

I said fuck up.

You're not happy.

How can you tell?

I'm here. Isn't that enough?

Oh. Right.

Whats wrong anyway?

I'm unhappy. I mean, I'm not depressed or suicidal, and sure as Hell not emo, thats what I have you for, but just... Unhappy. Perhaps bored, but more like unhappy. Not much to look forward to. Just work when I get back.

I see.

Do you know what my routine is? Wake up, work, school, maybe rugby, work, sleep. Thats all. Rugby is all I look forward to. I'm sick of it all.

Ah. And the occasional hour of free time?

Yes. Doesn't help much.

And rugby isn't help either eh? With that bastard coach and all, and the team unhappy, and not to mention the fact that you haven't been logging in hours for CAS.

Don't rub it in. Why aren't you emo?

Have you forgotten? I feed on your sadness. I feed on your fears, your anguish. What doesn't kill you, makes me stronger.

Seth, your a bastard, but part of me is happy to have you around.

Its good to be around.

Slaughter in the Fields

2008-02-14T20:08:00.002+08:00

We lost around 10 or 11 tries.

Thats 70-0 points.

Fuck.

Anyway, its Valentine's day, weee.

GEORGIE I LOVE YOUUUUUU!!!!!!!

The Mother of All Matches

2008-02-07T18:25:00.000+08:00

The post about our trip to Sentosa will have to wait.

We play Raffles Institution on Tuesday.

The dirty bastards. I'll have to have my hair cut again before the match, just incase any of those rats feel like ripping whats left of it off.

Nico's out because of a certain incident, and Joshua Griffis is in. Joshua is 15. He's going to get killed. Our positions are fucked because of this. Damn it Nico.

Griffins parents wanted him to play.

They just got that poor bastard killed.

Alison, don't you dare think you need to diet.

Expect Raffles to be confident, violent, and brutal.

They hate ACS, and they want their victory.

I say we make them pay for it with blood.

Axis, Allies and Evan's Birthday

2008-02-01T20:45:00.000+08:00

Today is EVAN'S 17th BIRTHDAY! But before that...

This took place 2 days ago.
William took a whole bunch of strws together and we started to drink F&N Cherry. Weeee.
Here are the attempts by each of us. Gary's a natural at sucking.

Roshan, our tall, dark and handsome one and only finds it easy.

William having fun.

ADIT OH MY GOD LOL

Thats me trying making Roshan's girlfriend jealous. This also shows the position of the can.

Back to today, ITS EVAN'S BIRTHDAY!!!

Your 17 now mate, 1 more year till you can get beer anywhere!

Sorry you got no cake today. We'll treat you tomorrow for lunch, ayt? : D

Isn't this sweet? Evan and my brother!

Here we can see evan showing his affection to his birthday present.

Now, is it just me, or does Louis look possesed in this picture?

Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVAN!!!!!!!!!ONEoneeleven!

On a sadder note, our first match of the year against ACS I C-Div and we lost 4-2. I have a cut on the thumb and some fuck kung-fu-ed by shin.

Jackass.

Bad hair day

2008-01-27T20:34:00.000+08:00

I had a bad hair day today.

My History Proj. is due tomorrow and we haven't done shit.

My tution teacher turned out to be a killer.

At least something interesting happened.

Yay.

Here is where she hid the body.

The Bluest Eye

2008-01-25T21:02:00.000+08:00

Play Company of Heroes: Opposing Fronts.

Or I'll cut you.

VICTORY

2008-01-21T17:17:00.000+08:00

I DID IT!!! I BLOODY DID IT!!!

A for Art,

B for English (Damn coursework pulled me down)

B for MATH!!! (ACHIEVEMENT!)

B FOR HISTORY!!!!! (UNBELIVABLE!!!)

C for Lit (expected!)

Chinese... Need to check on 5th Feb.

Anyway, something funky with my comp, can't reply tags on the blog.

YES EVAN! WE DID IT!!!! WE'RE AMAZING!!!!

And Jeus, I don't know lah... Bit worried...

Execution

2008-01-20T18:23:00.000+08:00

I am getting my results for IGCSE tomorrow.

If I don't do well,

I shall be brought to the back of my house,

labelled a traitor,

and shot at dawn.

On a brighter note, Saturday was really fun! Thanks Ben, Louis, Welsh, Patt, Alison, Lishan, Neil SHARMAAAA, Tabitha, and William! You guys mean alot to me, you know? Especially you my dear Georgie! <333

Anyway, Welsh and Louis came over for... Work. BUt not before stopping United Square to look at rabbits!!! (I squeaked like a bitch when I saw baby rabbits. I feel like a fagg.)

Evan and rabbits!
Hard at work. Yes, thats a Pizza box. Sarpino's PWNS.

Deja Vu

2008-01-14T20:48:00.000+08:00

We're entering B Divison again.

We're all fucked.

2008

2008-01-08T19:38:00.000+08:00

Okay, I'd rather not talk about what happened from London to New Year's Day, so I'll start here, on the first day of school.

Anyway, the new people.

1. They are new, therefore, they are not human.
2. They are new, therefore, they have no rights in the school yet.
3. They are new, therefore, they ought to show respect to any veteran (ie. 2 years+) here.

But what do I see?

Some cocky mother fuckers who struaround the school like the own the place. Oh GOD, we have 3 new Bryan Yaps, and now, Bryan Yap is the least of my worries.

I got someone looking at Georgie the wrong way,
I got 3 other Bryans,
I got 2 Posers.

Hmmm...

But I think I'll start

with that retard

called

Size.

(Yes, his name IS Size. But I call him freak.)

London Day 14

2007-12-13T19:44:00.000+08:00

SHIT SHIT SHIT.

London Day 6

2007-12-06T05:52:00.000+08:00

...

More Shit.

London- Day 1

2007-12-01T01:48:00.000+08:00

...

Shit.

Airbourne

2007-11-29T16:05:00.000+08:00

Well, this is it.

I'm off to London to visit my father, and I rarely get to do so.

1/2 of me is REALLY happy, the other 1/2 is REALLY sad.

Firstly, the last time I satyed in London for 1 month, some REALLY bad things happened. And plus, I'll miss all of my friends. But they're all going on holiday, so it can't be that bad. Plus, I MSN and an internet connection there, so blogging and talking to everone back home shouldn't be a problem. I'll also my my Georgina! So, so much! At least she's going to see me off! Thats really sweet of you my dear! I really appreciate it. I really do... Your the best, don't you know?

Prom night

Anyway, cheers to you lot, I'll be back in a month. Wish I could say the same for Anton and the others who are leaving for good... Georgie! I shall email you everyday and have webcam conversations whenever I get the chance! YOU MEAN THE WORLD TO ME!!!! I LOVE YOU GEORGIEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333

Goodbye Anton

2007-11-27T22:18:00.000+08:00

I managed to see Anton off this morning. I was surprised I didn't cry. I wish I did though, its only once in a lifetime you meet someone like Anton. Maybe its the fact that... Well... Some of us just can't believe that he's gone. Anton is the closest thing I had to a best friend. Hell, he was my best friend, and now, he's gone for good.

Shit.

Anton, NOTHING here will be the same without you mate.

I am now the last official prop on the team, and the only full-fledge rugger in our PE class. Carl's Jr. now taste like shit without Anton to make fun of Ben or tell me how my sugar intake is dangerously high. I miss Anton discussing about chicks with us, and all my antics with Radhika and my then non-existant love life. Rugby won't be all that great without him to kick our asses once in a while, and to help us up if we're being beaten down by Greenridge bastards.

No more Anton and Ben and David and Kwong and me. No more El Matadores. No more walking around in military fatigues on Halloween, and no more funky stories about jizz gone wrong. No one to YOOOOO high-five.

Anton, its been real shit here without you. Its as if we just lost 1/5 of our lives. I have now no one to beat up emo kids with (at least we talked about it), or to laugh at Koreans listening to MCR in dark hallways. No one to beat up Ben in Lit, no one left to help me and Sam with the equipment.

Now I feel it, now I feel tears. Shit Captain, I knew I'd miss you, but I didn't think this much.

Prohm Night

2007-11-25T23:28:00.000+08:00

Aye ahm feeelehng vereh borred this evehning, and aye think aye shahl type today's entreh with a Scottish achsent.

Anyweh, the prohm nite too mee, was a tohtahl fuk-uhp.

The magician wahs moore like a klown, and the triks he did I think mai own brohther coould haf doone bettar.

The hohst was an tohtal pain in the arse, and mahde me and Georginah do some dahnce infrunt of everee-one doone thar, and we wehren't the oonly couple. Foour othars were choosen as wehll. Bastarrd. Leeave it too the bloooody cowncil to hireh some arsehohles to run the dahmn thing... Next yearr, Benedickt, Looouis and aye shahll ruhn for it.

Buht aht least aye loohked liked Hitmahn, rehd tiee ahnd awl. My Gohd, Georginah loohked beautifuhl thaht night. Ah'm gehtting a wee tired, I'll pohst more tomorroh, ahnd yes, with a Scottish achsent.

Ohn anohther nohte, today is me and Georginah's 2nd monthavahrsary!!! Thahts rite, 2 whole mohnths togehthar! I LOHVE YOUUUUU MY DEARR GEORGINAH!!! I REELLY DEW!!! I'll give you a little surprise on Wehdnesday, okeh?

Fortress in the East

2007-11-22T23:36:00.000+08:00

Right, I'm sorry I haven't blogged in a while. Our captain has returned to his homeland, and we had a chalet party with no year 3s.

It was just Louis, Ben, Neil, Samuel and me. David and Kwong and Tung were there for 1 night. God, David had toothpaste up his ass for throwing all his shit on a bed attempting a prank on Ben.

Ah, those were good times...

Me and Louis!
I think its Ben...
2 bitches on a honeymoon...
...and me.
BABUSHKAS!
Believe it or not, this is Louis.
PPG!!!!
We were watching a scary movie when we took this...
DO NOT WANT!

Alison threw a dinner couple of days ago as well, was REALLY great!

Mk. 2 Alison, equiped with Keith Hellfire Suspenders (definate +10% Coach-ness)

LOUIS IS GOING TO BEAT YOU UP
Yes, us.

Anyway, Ben invited us to his place, and ANTON STRAIGHTENED HIS HAIR!!!! HE damn handsome now lah. Hee hee. Anyway, Tung and Anton left earlier, so it was us in Ben's room- Alison, Hai Sherng, Ben, Louis and me. So, we bitched and discussed. After that, it was Orchard with Alison, Louis and Hai Sherng, poor Ben stayed behind.
Hai Sherng left early or soemthing, so we happily had bubble tea for dinner. Louis went seperately and Alison and I took the 164 back, my stop was before her's so yeah.

Anyway, tomorrow is the big day! PROM! I want to look my best for Georgieeeee, must dress nicely for her! GEORGIE, I LOVE YOUUU!!!!!!! XDXDXD SO SO MUCH!!!! Must be there, okay? I love you!

OMG LEVEL 100 GIRLFRIEND!!!! (+10% Fighting Skill, 10% Will to Impress, Warning: Heart has been stolen by level 100 GIRLFRIEND!!!!)

SUPERROBOTMONKEYTEAMHYPERFORCEGO!!!!!

2007-11-14T00:56:00.000+08:00

Exams are over and I'm still having tution. I am expected to ace Year 6 Differenciation (however the fuck you spell it) and one day and surds on another. Ah, I promised myself I'd play everyday and go out everyday, but well, thats not happening now, is it?

I've found myself spending less and less time with my mates, and hopefully the upcoming chalet will get us closer together. Captain Anton will be gone next year, as well as David the Black and alot of our other guys. Not too sure about the Fishy Friends though, not that it would ever affect me much, just a lost of some very interesting research on these curious yet somewhat cute (in a disturbing way) 'social' creatures, which at times, scare the living shit out of me. But research work aside, I'd really miss David and Anton. El Matadores will never be the same without you lot there. (Becareful what goes on my tagboard, some of them monitor this blog, you know what I'm talking about A.)

Ah, Georgie and I are spending less and less time together... I miss her dearly and I hope she feels the same way. Its one in the morning and she's supposed to be online. She's not in yet. Ehh...Least I get to see her on Thursday! (Got my darling hamster an stand issue ARMY tee from Beach Road!) Speaking of Beach Road and clothes, finally got my custom GUARDS jacket made. Once I find out what Georgie likes, I'll get her one too!

Its one eleven, sure as Hell hopes she comes online soon... She went for some stupid Linkin Park concert with Say Sern and Steph, and they're sleeping over at her place. Oh my God, JARHEAD QUOTES ABOUT GIRLFRIENDS ARE POURING INTO MY MIND! (Ruggers and my guys, if you want to know what, talk to me on msn, k?) I liked that movie.

Yes, I'm using specs now whenever I use either my computers or my TV. My eyes hurt lots without them... I think its because of my 8 hour Call of Duty 4 marathons (I'd reccomend it to everyone, one of the best!) that caused the problem.

Oh, the dinner on Thursday! Ben, Louis, Anton and David, talk to me about plans on getting there! I'll print the map (being the NCC boy I am! *AHEM*) just in case. Ahh, where is Georgie? She's still not online yet...

I have a TACTIC!

2007-11-12T21:57:00.000+08:00

This is from the Red Army General's Handbook during the Second World War.

Operation: Fire Chalet

2007-11-11T23:37:00.000+08:00

Okay, here's the plan lads:

18 November:
Those who don't have Church, meet me at...Ermmm...

PLAZA SINGAPURA with your stuff.

The entire operation will be from 18th Nov, 3days 2 nights.

We'll dump our shit at the new garrison.

We'll meet the people who just finished Church at 4.30pm
PLAZA SINGAPURA as well.

People who are invited are:

Anton
BEN
William
Louis
Neil (no worries, Lao Shi can come too)
EB (me! I am? Invited? Really? WOW!!!)
Sir David the Black
Sergeant Samuel Kway
Nico
Jeus
Brina
Nic Ang
KANDI!!!

Anton, tell me if I've left anyone out. This should be it. The whole chalet was $800 to book, you lot BETTER show up, k?

If anyone can get the ACS flag, bring it along!

Couple of THANGS.

2007-11-08T22:43:00.000+08:00

Righto, first up, Alison's party.

NOTICE TO ALL YEAR 4s: PLEASE NOTE THAT THE TIME HAS BEEN CHANGED

Japanese Buffet Dinner @ HONJIN JAPANESE RESTAURANT

DATE: 15^TH NOVEMBER 2007

TIME: 6.00PM - 9.30PM

VENUE:140 Robinson Road #01-00 CHOW HOUSE Singapore 068907

(Opposite bank of India; nearest MRT station TANJONG PAGAR – GREEN LINE or RAFFLES PLACE – RED LINE/GREEN LINE; Bus Services: 130, 10, 196, 75)*Recommend you guys to take the train!*

So I’ll personally ask you guys and just tell me or pattrick if you’re coming alright? Just leave a comment or text me or any other forms. Please let me know as soon as possible so I can estimate how many seats to book. I’d appreciate if you let me know by Saturday the latest? All are welcome okay?oh and please bring about $40-$50 (probably cost a lot lesser!)

Here are those who have confirmed with me/patt and I’ve reserved seats:

JJ
Tabitha
Kevin
EB
Benedict
Louis
Anton
Min En
Ezra
Miles
Audrey
Versash
Leon
Feline
Canon
HaiSherng
Xiun Thung
Joel Kwong
Khartik
Jason
Kim
Chern
Jackey
Hilary
Mon
Neil
Tanya
Rhadika

If you wish to invite any more year4s which I have accidentally left out (my apologies) or you have not confirmed with me yet, please let me know via comment, msn, or hp if possible, as soon as possible, I REPEAT, AS SOON AS POSSIBLE (sorry to nag) okay? Cause like I said I need to know how many seats I should reserve. I’ll update again soon. Thank you again! J

Alison.

Spread the news around, k?

Shit, my copy and paste has changed my font. Ah well.

Georgie at Pizzahut! (yeah, she's this cute 24/7)Thats me and Georgie in the taxi. She's my one and only, and she has my entire heart (don't worry ruggers, you have...25% of my spirit. Thats quite alot.) I love you Georgie, you mean too damn much to me, don't you know? You are the one who keeps me warm at night, even though your so far away near East Coast. Thinking of you makes me feel safe and loved, and all the bad things go away. I love you my dear hamster! Georgieeeee, your my number oneeee!!!! (L)

V I C T O R Y

2007-11-05T21:29:00.000+08:00

YES, EXAMS ARE OVER!!!

All I have left is my CLB Exams, which are...next week.

I see my blog has just become quite a...discussion area!

OH GOD, I GETTING COMPANY OF HEROES OPPOSING FRONTS AND HELLGATE LONDON TOMORROW AS WELL AS GO OUT WITH GEORGIEEEEE!!!!

Ben's BIRTHDAY!

GOOD TIMES.

Oh, I pimped up the colours and music of this blog. Check out the MUSIC FOR THE MAD section, k?

Ow

2007-10-27T23:07:00.000+08:00

Neil got stomach ache

I bang my fucking head

Whoops

2007-10-26T22:11:00.000+08:00

YESTERDAY WAS OUR MONTHAVERSARY!!!!!

AND I DIDN'T DO SHIT!!!!!

NOOOOO!!!!!

I feel really bad. But My dear hamster is now online, and I can talk to her now!

YAY!
I LOVE YOU MY HAMSTER!!!!! <333333333333333333333333333333333333

Oh, my IGCSE Index number is 4111.

Georgie's last year was ALSO 4111.

Wow.

The First Day

2007-10-24T22:41:00.000+08:00

Clear (this is the last time I'm putting on the report on weather. Clear. Its always fucking clear. If its not, its raining. Or maybe 1/2 of my house is clear, the other 1/2 is raining. Maybe 1/3 and 2/3. I dunno. The fuck you expect? Snow? Little baby Neil Sharmas falling from the sky?)

Tomorrow is a very special day! XD

Oh, and today I completed my History paper one, and English. FUCK.

My hand hurts. My knucles swollen. I had to hold my pee for 2 hours.

28 Minutes Later

2007-10-20T22:53:00.000+08:00

++Clear
Log:
Incident occured
Thursday, 18th October
2007
0730C.

Report:

Just imagine the following things in your head...

Anton, Neil and I were walking to Holland Village as we do nearly every morning before our art exam. Well, as we were walking, this lady pushing a baby pram walking towards us all of a sudden spun around and ran with the pram as fast as she could.

Stunned, we stood there pondering what the Hell could have caused her to do that. Just then, I heard a low, humming noise.

"Shit, you hear that?"

"Yeah..."

Turning around, we saw this pickup truck, driven by angry Bangladeshi workers, hurtling towards us, with a giant mosquito fogger behind, spewing smoke everywhere, as in EVERY-FUCKING-WHERE, like the gas from 28 Weeks Later. Seeing this, we calmly decided what to do next.

"FUCK!!! RUN!! FUCKING RUN!!!"
"OH MY FUCKING GOD!! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!!!"

Anton, Neil and I ran as fast as we could.

Just then, out poped William, hiding behind a car.

"Surpise!!! OH MY FUCK!!!"

And the four of us ran as fast as we could towards Holland Village. The smoke reached the juntion where the bank was, completely reminding us of a scene from 28 Weeks Later. Imagine- 4 Angry Bangladeshi workers with the 1/2 Face Mask walking around the fog, instead of flame throwers, they use mosquito foggers...

/END REPORT

At the End of the First Day

2007-10-19T23:16:00.000+08:00

Clear

The Art Exams are finally over! That leaves...Everything else. I know that Beatrice and Li En visit my blog 'once in a blue moon'. Speaking of which, Li En saved my life today, not once, but twice.

Seeing how suicidal I was, she actually ran down to the bookshop to buy me a marker, which I desperately needed. Because of that, I get like what, 20 marks more? And after that, she commented how nice the stars were on my prepwork, and how they lacked in my exam piece. Then I realised I completely forgot about the damned stars! Which I fixed immediately, of course.

Well, theres another story, but I'm too tired to tell you now, guys, you should know, its regarding Neil, William, Anton and me, a couple of angry Bangladeshi workers, a truck, a smoke machine and 28 Weeks Later.

IMPORTANT

2007-10-17T00:15:00.000+08:00

Rain everywhere

ANTON SNORTED FUCKING MAHMEE NOODLE POWDER SHIT INTO HIS NOSE AND TRIPPED OUT AND SHIT AND COULDN'T DO THE FUCKING ART EXAM AND I ATE SOME BAD BAD BAD CANDY WHICH ANTON ALSO TRIED TO SNORT BUT ALTHOUGH HE DIDN'T SNORT HE TRIPPED OUT ANYWAY

"Your WEAK Private Skittles"

2007-10-14T23:13:00.001+08:00

Clear

Holy Shit. I'm bored. There's nothing to blog about.

Watch

2007-10-13T22:11:00.000+08:00

Rain

Thursday- No class the whole day

Ben and me and the bet we made.

OBERVATIONAL PAPER OVER!!!

2007-10-13T00:18:00.000+08:00

Clear

Neil and I found a mask in the Art room.

DRAGONFORCE

2007-10-11T21:18:00.000+08:00

Clear

I'm gonna practice guitar till I can play the Bat Country solo, and till I'm better than Anton and William d;

LEE-SHIT, EXAMS ARE CLOSE, gonna start seriously working my ass off.

Meh.

Dragonforce once more completely cheered me up (as well as my dear hamster) from yesterday's sudden dip of happiness and enthusiasm. Shits, I had no idea what the fuck I was thinking yesterday, was being a complete Douglas... Eh shit. I feel damn ashamed now, even kena jack by Anton. UP YOURS ANTON. Hee hee hee. I'm gonna get ALL A*s and stomp the fuck out of Samantha and kill her cat, rape her boy friend, stab her parents, cut the limbs of her siblings, set her house on fire, and take my fucking NCC standard issued 2004 watch.

Talent

2007-10-10T21:02:00.000+08:00

Clear

Can anyone out there tell me what I'm good at?

101st POST!!!

2007-10-09T21:40:00.000+08:00

Clear

Art Exam today. First 3 hours. Prawn. Went VERY well.

Sing to the tune of Camptown Ladies

I know a bear that you wont know, Yogi, Yogi,
I know a bear that you wont know, Yogi Yogi bear.
Yogi Yogi bear!! Yogi Yogi bear!!
I know a bear that you wont know, Yogi Yogi bear.

Yogi's got a girlfriend bear, Suzie, Suzie,
Yogi's got a girlfriend bear, Suzie Suzie bear
Suzie Suzie bear!! Suzie Suzie bear!!
Yogi's got a girlfriend bear, Suzie Suzie bear.

Suzie she likes whips and chains, kinky, kinky,
Suzie she likes whips and chains, she's kinky bear.
shes's kinky bear!! she's kinky bear!!
Suzie likes whips and chains, she's kinky bear.

Suzie shaves her pubic hairs, grizley, grizley,
Suzie shaves her pubic hairs, she's a grizley bear.
She's a grizley bear!! She's a grizley bear!!
Suzie shaves her pubic hairs, she's a grizley bear.

Yogi's knob is green and long, cue cum, cue cum,
Yogi's knob is green and long, he's a cucumbear.
He's a cucumbear!! He's a cucumbear!!
Yogi's knob is green and long, he's a cucumbear.

Suzie put it in her mouth, GOBLIN!! GOBLIN!!
Suzie put it in her mouth, she's a goblin bear.
She's a goblin bear!! She's a goblin bear!!
Suzie put it in her mouth, she's a goblin bear!!

Yogi's got a cheesey knob, camin, camin
Yogi's got a cheesey knob, he's a camin bear.
He's a camin bear!! He's a camin bear!!
Yogi's got a cheesey knob, he's a camin bear.

Boo Boo turnes up with his friends, gang bang, gang bang,
Boo Boo turns up with his friends, he's a gang bang bear.
He's a gang bang bear!! He's a gang bang bear!!
Boo Boo turns up with his friends, he's a gang bang bear.

Whose that bear right over there? Big tits, blonde hair,
Whose that bear right over there? Big tits and blonde hair.
It must be Dani bear!! It must be Dani bear!!
Cause she's got big tits and blonde hair, it must be Dani bear.

*********slooooooooooooooooooooow*********

Now I'm here all on my own.....lonely.....lonely,
Now I'm here all on my own.....I'm a lonely bear.
What can I do all on my own?? Lonely....Lonely,
what can I do all on my own?? I'm a wanker bear!!
I'm a wanker bear!! I'm a wanker bear!!
Everytime I'm on my own...I'M A WANKER BEAR!!
I'm a wanker bear!! I'm a wanker bear!!
Everytime I'm on my own....I'm a wanker bear!!

100th post!

2007-10-08T22:15:00.000+08:00

Rain

Apocolypse

2007-10-07T21:06:00.000+08:00

Rain and Clear?

All Blacks lost...To....France...Oh...Oh my God...

Austrailia lost to England, BWAHAHAA!!!

Wait...That means...I'll be kissing Ben tomorrow...

SHIT.

HAPPY (belated) BURTDEH BEN!!!!!!!!

2007-10-05T22:23:00.000+08:00

Clear

Right, so it was Ben's birthday yesterday, Alison bought the cake, but we completely nuked it.

So, I bought another one today! IT WAS HAZEL NUT CRUNCH.

I'll let you see from the pictures...

Thats all of us!

Thats us!

Louis/Ben

Ben's Birthday gift from me and Neil!

I <3>

Taking it up the ass and...

giving it up the ass!

This was taken a while back. I LOVE MY HAMSTER <33333333333333
(: Georgina, I love love love love love youuuuuuu!!!!!!!

OFFICIAL APOLOGY

2007-10-04T18:45:00.000+08:00

Clear.

Right. The Polls were set up as a joke made only for guys.

Apparently, something had gone horribly WRONG.

Now, my close friend is over his head in shit.

Two things: -My Apologies for what happened
-I want the fucker who rigged my poll, causing someone 18 votes,

It really wasn't very neccassary of the bastard to do something like that. I can bet he's laughing right now about it, and when I get you I shall remove you lips and facial features, so you can no longer even SMILE.

That aside, I would like to apologise to the ladies of ACS International Year 4 for the poll. I have no idea what I was thinking, or, if I was even thinking. If theres someone you need to blame, or to bitch about, or dao, its me. Leave everyone else alone. My sincere apologies once more to every single person affected by this poll emotionally, and psychologically.

Apocolypse

2007-10-03T21:05:00.000+08:00

Clear

Okay, since my dear year 4s and her year 5s know, I'll just post it here.

Georgina and I are together.

There, I said it.

No, I won't post any pictures.

I love her alot.

Heres to my dear dear hamster. <3333333333333333333333333333333333333333

On another note, today I ate peas which touched the toilet floor. Its a long story, but Louis will find my COCK SO DEEP UP HIS ASS I WILL EJACULATE FROM HIS NOSE. I also have a homosexual relationship with him, Kevin, Anton (I rape him when he sleeps, don't tell him) and maybe DUC BAO. My inner beast exposed. Roarrrr.

Damage Control

2007-10-02T21:00:00.000+08:00

Clear

All Damage Control attemmpts have been failing recently.

Not only about the poll on my blog though.

Meh.

OMG

2007-10-01T21:09:00.000+08:00

++Clear_?

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TABITHA HAS DISCOVERED POLL

DESTROY FILES?
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THEY WILL NOT HINDER US

Demonstrating Everything

2007-09-28T21:15:00.000+08:00

Rain in the evening

Two Division One players were discussing their wives in the bar one evening.

'My wife's as deaf as a post,' said one. 'I have to demonstrate everything to her to make her understand.

When we played Featherstone Rovers, I had to wave a feather under her nose before she got it. And last week, when we played Saltburn, I had to wave the salt-cellar about before she understood.'

'You'll have a hell of a job next week, then,' said his mate. 'We're playing Cockermouth!'

Second Clarification

2007-09-27T21:31:00.000+08:00

Clear

Finally got some stuff sorted out, passed Welsh Squee, got the new poll set up, added a few new songs as well. Meh, gonna sleep early tonight...

Anton sent me this:

10 REASONS WHY YOU SHOULD DATE A RUGBY PLAYER
Type: Sports & Recreation - Extreme Sports
Description: 10 reasons why you should date a Rugby player:

1. We can do it 80 minutes straight in 15 different positions
2. We're used to scoring big and taking pain
3. We love the grass
4. Getting sweaty and dirty is no problem
5. Skill and moves are definite
6. We'll play anywhere and anytime
7. We play well with others
8. We’re always on the top of the game
9. We know when to take charge
10. We also know when to play rough

Floating

2007-09-26T21:26:00.000+08:00

Clear

Louis took a bitch of a beating today. We're supposed to do karate infront of class today, but me and Louis had nothing to show. So yeah.

I was being emo about what I was good at, then my dear friend's A7X song Bat Country got me to wake up and stop being Douglas.

If I'm not good at it, I'll work on it, so I will be good. OMG WTF A7X!!!!

I'm currently eating a lollipop writing this entry

2007-09-25T21:22:00.000+08:00

Clear

Seth is dead, but he will return.

I'm going to shave my goatee off tomorrow morning (interferes with something).

Today was the BEST DAY of my LIFE.

For Halloween, I'm going as Coach Daniel.

I GOT A B FOR MATH!!!! OMG!!!!

One Last Shot

2007-09-24T21:09:00.000+08:00

Rain in the morning

CLB oral exam today, don't want to talk about it...

Mehhh... My mom scolded my brother, so we won't get our copy of Halo 3 which comes out tmr. WARRGGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

And by the way, Seth is dead, for now. No doubt he'd come back, but I managed to kill him off.

I'm REALLY HAPPY.

No,
Really!
XD

Los, Los, Los

2007-09-22T18:52:00.000+08:00

Imagine a world,

Where the scientist will not be held back by petty morals.
Where the artist will not be restrained by censorship.
Where the great, will not be tied down by the weak.

I chose the impossible.
I chose

R A P T U R E.

That aside, yesterday was practically the best dinner of my life. Thank guys.
Yum, iceballs.

Anyway, I have my O-Level CLB oral exam on monday.

I've just realised how a font error has caused the entire size of the words to change,
therefore,
I'm not going to use it anymore.
Yay!

I plan to write some stuff down to cover up the uglyness of the other posts.
And
I
Shall
Do
It
By
Typing
Like
This.

Halo 3 in 3 days.

Art

2007-09-19T22:12:00.001+08:00

Here are some things that I find really interesting in art.

YOURS IS NICER!
NO, YOURS IS NICER!!!
Li En and Beatrice conversations

Oh my FUCK!!! I'm FUCKED!!!
Either William, Anton, Neil or me

Why havn't you done your...ANTHONY!!!!
Art Teacher

HILARY! SIT! DOWN!!
Art Teacher
Wheres Tim?
He still goes to school here?
Asking about Tim

Multi-Million Dollar Revolutionary Technologies and Science/Shit

2007-09-18T21:33:00.000+08:00

Clear

MULTI-MILLION DOLLAR REVOLUTIONARY
TECHNOLOGIES AND SCIENCE/SHIT

Is Officially
B A C K I N B U I S N E S S

Not only does this corporation
assist in taking revenge
on ex-boyfriends and girlfriends
it also

USES

its agents to help carry out those missions

So, if YOU want

R E V E N G E
call us now, at 96330011
AMEN

*Currently about to whack one off into my ex's coke.

Hate Post

2007-09-17T21:17:00.000+08:00

Clear

This is a clarification post. In case you jack-asses think I'm desperate, fuck you.

Myeap, just telling people what I would do if I had a girlfriend, which I doubt most of you fuckers will ever get.

Look okay, I don't want to start another war over a fucking blog, so tell you what, you fuck off if you think I'm desperate and forget I have a blog, alright? Have a nice day you fuckers. (:

Grrr.

2007-09-15T23:08:00.000+08:00

Rain then clear.

Me and Anton KUNG-FU FIGHTIN'

Anton's feet are actually off the ground!

William about to kick ASS!

On a much more serious note, I just realised I am a monster inside. I am prone to being extremely jealous, when it comes to my female friends. I am paranoid I will lose them.

I want to love again.

I want to hold someone close to me again, and take care of her. I want to run out into the rain to escort her into my warm and safe house. I want to protect her from every evil in the world. I want to make Waffles with her. I want to bring her soup when she is sick. I want to kiss her. I want to wake up in the morning, just to have the first thing I see being her. I want to be someone to her.

I want to be her
H E R O

Team NINJA, Dead Crab Dies Again, and SHIENYIN MY NEIGHBOUR!!!

2007-09-15T00:10:00.000+08:00

Clear

This is what we did on our way to Square 2, and
after the dreaded 4hour art prelim, and bio.
We had to paint crabs. We got a few, so, we dropped
one from level 3 in the new block.

That aside, Anton and William came over in the evening.
We decided to visit Shienyin (practically my neighbour).
Soldier Type Soldier Name Weapon
Captain Anton Lightsaber!

Recon William! Pelican Guardian Sword

Thermophile EB! Candles and Lighters

Fat Boy Mustafa Himself

So, we crusaded to Shienyin's house, to give her a late birthday party.
First, I took out the candles.
But I got lazy and lighted one for her to blow.
Got even more lazy, so I lighted the same one for her to blow.
Then I gave up and just flicked the lighter the remaining times,
and she blew it out.
AHAHHAAHAHAH.

Bioshock(ed!)

2007-09-13T21:12:00.000+08:00

Clear

Oh my sweet JESUS I got Bioshock!

And I have BIO TOMORROW!!!

AND I CAN'T SEE HOW THEY FUCKING RELATE!!!

I LAUGH AT MY OWN IMPENDING DOOM!

MUAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHA!!!!

I ATE LOTS OF MOONCAKES!!!

I'M GONNA GAIN 287897789378882387829893KG!!!

I FUCKED MATH UP!!! OMG!!! SURPRISE!!!!

WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

THE MOONCAKES MAKE ME HAPPY, WHEN I SHOULD BE WORRIED!!!

OH MY GOD!!!! OHMYGAWDOHMAHGAWDWEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ahfuwheuhfuwfhiuhwuhiuhuehuwhf

sfewwewrwjwiojwijfioewjjfiowjifjewijfwejiejofijioewjje

srjiowjjqpowpeaaiajuaiojuiojhewioaj

MEIN GOTT I HAS A BIG DICK

WAAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH!!!!!!!!

BOOM!!!!!!

...

...

Shit. Okay, now that I've regained my sanity, time to blog properly. JSNSNJNDSJNFSJAPOWET!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hee hee...Kidding. I love hamster <3 I dunno why I just said that. But I do. WEEEE!!!

Hollow Waffle

2007-09-11T21:08:00.000+08:00

Clear.

Saw Shienyin in her car today while jogging. Well, she saw me anyway.

I feel like shit. Honestly, I feel worse than I ever have.

I'm angry at everything at everyone.

I couldn't even jog it away.

I'm angry at myself.

For being like some emo shit typing on this blog now.

I have no idea why.

Well, I do.

But some things are meant to be bottled up.

I'm not willing to risk any friendship.

I feel I need to hurt someone.

But for Godsake,

Let it be me.

Random Souffle Shit and What Nought

2007-09-10T21:27:00.000+08:00

Clear with lots of clouds, Dry and Raining, Really hot and cold

I feel like being s hit head now, so I'm about to post some really random shit.

AIDS AND TARZAN!!! The STORY!

Shit. Okay.

Believe it or not, the story of AIDS actually intervines with the one of Tarzan.

Okay, as you know, Tarzan was raised in the jungle with apes and shit, right?

According to Phil Collins, the hoomosexual piano-player...

Why cant they understand the way we feel
They just dont trust what they cant explain
I know we're different but deep inside us
We're not that different at all

Okay. First off, 'I know we're different but deep inside us'... What does that tell you? Look, Tarzan GREW UP in the jungle before that beastiality-living slut Jane came along. Now, I'm sure the apes didn't know jack SHIT about abstinence, and neither did Tarzan. As he was growing up, I'm sure he had URGES.

EFF-ING
URGES
TO
B A N G

Well, lets see... He couldn't do trees, not rabits... Birds...nope...Fish? Nah... What does that leave is with?

MONKEYS.

Oh, then along came JANE... Well, by the time she got there, I'm POSITIVE that he must have caught SOMETHING. Okay, they must have had kids, and what did the kids have?

AIDS.

Thats right motherfucker, you heard me. Well then, after they're 20th kid, in came the British to expand her empire. And well, the Brits must have banged SOMEONE, maybe one of the damned KIDS. Well, the Brits which banged them must have gone back to Britain and Banged more Brits, and the Brits banged everyone in every corner in their empire. Thus, AIDS spread.

All because some mother fucker shipwrecked in Africa banged a bloody monkey.

However, the only one problem with this theory is...AIDS came out in the '70s. This leads me to conclude...

TARZAN LIVED IN THE '70S!!!

Today while jogging I saw a dog named Rugby.

Windtalker

2007-09-08T23:24:00.000+08:00

Clear.

Right. since it has been decided that very few girls visit my blog, I'll release some codes here.

Translation : Meaning
Eenie Meanie Miney Mo : Shoot, Shag or Marry
Pass the Screwdriver : Whose Tight Whose Not
Beast or Banshee : Moaner or Screamer
...

Hmmm... Thats all I have actually.
but I DO have some codenames for the girls in year 4.

SUNSHINE
THUNDERSTORM
BUTTERCUP
CAMPER
BLACKBIRD
RED STAR
BITCH (this one is easy!)
SKINNY
SOTONG (new one, ask me on msn about her)
KRAUT (also a new one)
NAPOLEON
SHREDDER (Also new)
MAN (new)
SMART BITCH
DUMB-ASS
DOG (easy guess too)
GOLIATH (new)
THE DRAGON

These things must not be repeated to the girls. It is imparative that these codenames remain completely classified.

Coalition of Broken Souls

2007-09-07T22:32:00.000+08:00

Clear.

This is a call to all those out there who have had their souls removed.
Those who have nothing but an empty shell.
THOSE WHO ARE LOVELESS

The Coalition want you.

No more will we feel as such,
like the
SICK,
FEEBLE,
animal,
waiting for S L A U G H T E R.

Today, my friends, we shall ascend from such MORBID FEELINGS.
All those how are sick and tired of being sick and tired,
all those who have had one too many broken hearts,
all those who think they have no chance,
you will no longer need to dwell on this.

Therefore, the Coalition have reinstated the Loveless Act.

All Loveless ones will wake up.
All Loveless ones will not give up.
All Loveless ones will do whatever they can,
to get that person of their dreams,
in order to prevent turning emo.

Please forgive us,

THIS IS THE ONLY WAY.

blue, green, red, yellow, orange, pink, purple, grey, cyan, magenta, olive,
white, brown, blue, green, red, yellow, orange, pink, purple, grey, cyan, magenta,
olive, white, brown, blue, green, red, yellow, orange, pink, purple, grey, cyan, magenta

This is how I see things now.

All About Me and My Wrists, and Spanky My Razorblade.

2007-09-06T23:01:00.000+08:00

Clear.

My my my, seems neither Waffle nor Klaus is here.

Good.

Now, whats all this I hear about 'Blueregard?'

Seems as if someone had also decided to tear their alter-ego from the depths of their soul, and throw him into a blog.

Well now, I would certainly like to meet Mister Blueregard, me ans him might have so much incommon...

Would he like to meet my razorblades?

One of the most fun days of my life

2007-09-04T23:41:00.000+08:00

Our Victorious Conquest of Island Creamery.

Earlier this morning, went out with a couple of friends to watch Oceasn 13 at one of their places. had a TONNE of fun, as much as 8th August. Hahaha.

Art prelims...Blah...

Island Creamery!!! WOOT! But no hot girls there. ):

Anyway, Beatrice and Li En have probably already found this blog, so...Hi!

Ode to You

2007-09-02T22:29:00.000+08:00

If you can't see, click on the picture.

Seth

2007-09-01T22:24:00.000+08:00

Rain

I injured my ankle while jogging today.

Damn.

A wave of emo-ness has spread throughout.

G says she caught it when I did.

Lishan's at camp.

I feel sad.

Oh my God.

Hello.

Forgot about me?

Preview Entry

2007-09-01T00:09:00.000+08:00

Clear

I'll post about today's stuff tmr, tired as Hell.

This is my room. Click and zoom in on the pictures on the wall.

See? Did that not brighten up your day?

2007-08-30T21:18:00.000+08:00

Clear?

I finally had this compilation made!!!

I have to dance to the song of Walking on Sunshine tomorrow, infront of the entire bloody school for my house (TKK) and for teacher's day. WUNDERBAR.

Anyway

On a random note, do you know what I'm focusing on in this picture?
No, I'm not a perv (maybe I am), but this was a coincidence. (Full story, talk to me on msn)

Another view from White Sands Plaza library.

Damn.

2007-08-29T23:30:00.000+08:00

Clear, with a freakishly large moon.

I told her.

I asked her if she would still be my friend.

She said okay.

Is she lying?

No lah, joking. Can't quite care also is she likes me. I have the balls to ask, please respect that. Meh, so many more girls out there also. Heheh. Anyway...Girls, plase take that survey on the right hand column, thank you!

Suicide Run

2007-08-27T21:05:00.000+08:00

Clear

I recently bought a GILLETTE MACH 3 shaver.

Mein Gott in Himmel. It is comfy.

That aside, went to Kevin's place for a project, involved alot of moving. Neil, Kevin and I didn't get shit done. More on that tmr.
A view from Kevin's place.

Anyway, I'm going to tell Radhika I love her. Its no longer if she would reject me or not, its how.

I look like a fucking bear.

Roar.

Anyway, learning a bit of Japanese from Neil. YAY!!!

Violent Pornography

2007-08-25T23:55:00.000+08:00

Clear
This is probably why Louis thinks I'm gay. But hey, who can resist Fluffy?

Want to ride the train? Heh heh heh...

Look at Louis'/Fluffy's fear...talk about extreme sex. Hee hee hee. I wonder if he actually enjoys it.

Anyway, the title of the entry is NOT related to the pics anyway, its te title of a song I found. Its really good. Hmm...Maybe it DOES have somethign to do with it, but yeah. Heh heh heh.

I'll post more tomorrow.

Disaster

2007-08-21T22:57:00.000+08:00

Clear

Went jogging just now, ran to Adam and back, through SCGS and then back by Serene. Its amazing how much difference it is driving and jogging around. I remember I started off at Goldhill, but it was at night, around...8, so it was completely freaky. I remember running like a madman all the way to the SCGS bus stop, thanks to this other jogger clad in black. Now my left leg is really tight, and I shall probably wake up at 3am again with a cramp.

On a more depressing note, theres something funky with my msn, and I can't speak to Georgina. DAMN IT, and my convo with Lisah was cut short. This is going to be a boring night. Meh, just catch her at break or at lunch tmr, heh heh. Stupid MSN displays Error Code: 80072745. Anyone know how to fix it please help, or I shall be forced to consume this laptop.

Whoop. I'm practicing moon-walking. I fell asleep in my room in the middle of doing my work. Hee hee hee. Told my bro I was in the toilet and dozed off for 20 minutes. THATS what you get with 3 hours of sleep. Anyway, I think I should sleep now. 11.18pm.

4W '07 Part II

2007-08-20T00:09:00.000+08:00

Rainy

Here are the rest of the pics.Radhika and Chen Xi

Bitch, Doug and Ryan, the new guy.

4W '07 part 1

2007-08-17T23:01:00.000+08:00

Rain in the morning.

I got the merry job of taking the pictures of people in class today. If your not happy with your picture on this blog, or, if you do not like me posting the pictures up, please inform me as soon as possible, and I shall take them down as soon as I can, okay?

Alden, Ezra and Evan Ong

Beatrice, Feline and Jennifer. *Refrence to the Fishy Friends and Other Cliques post*...
...
...
News just in from Beatrice, Kim and Nikki are in the Fishy Friends too! And Melonny (However you spell it) ISN'T!!!
Bryan Yap. Don't ask.
Jun Nan and ANDY!!!!!!!!
From left to right: Min, Fluffy, AditCHAAAAHHR!!!!, me, and NEEEIIILL SSSHHAAAARRMAAA (As Lao Shi would say). Kevin is the one we're carrying, and yes, thats me about to lick him (akthough I didn't at the end. TOUGH LUCK GEORGINA!!! I'M NOT DOING ANYTHING GAY....yet).

Anyway, its getting really late. Best I got to bed now. I'll post more tomorrow.

Going so soon?

Bored Shitless

2007-08-16T21:36:00.000+08:00

Rain in the morning

I'm bored. Don't feel like typing much out today. Mehhhhhhh....Ticky isn't online, so much for interesting conversations. Lishan is as bored as I am. Talked alot today, to FF. But I don;t feel like blogging much now. Well, for this evening anyway.

Mystery of the bloody school

2007-08-15T21:38:00.000+08:00

Clear

What are the various organisations in school? What are the cliques, and who are in them?

Today, I begin my research. On year 4s that is.

Part ONE:
THE FISHY FRIENDS

Probably one of the most famous cliques or groups in the entire year 4 cohort, the Fishy Friends comprises of an all girl group, namely: Beatrice, Jen, Feline (I think), Shienyin, Tabitha (Not so much now I think), Sulin, Li en and Meloney (Is that how you spell it? I think she's in...). Anyway, they are probably the most popular group in the school. so far, each...Member...Has her own attributes. I don't notice they're bad qualities (if I actually find some obvious and really nasty ones) as much as their good ones, in fear of being plunged into a world of politics, and its just not nice to bitch.

They generally seems to travel in pairs, Beatrice and Shienyin, Sulin and Li en....I'm not sure about the rest though. Nothing much to say about them, not many...activites have been conducted by them.

The female political world fasinates me. How could one Fishy Friend communicate with another? Almost telepathically. They seem to have no flaws with each other, always so happy.

They're nice in a...Well, orthodox way. My dear friend Ticky is a great person, but also in a different way. Ironicaly, these 2 types of nice usually don't mix for some reason...

Part TWO:
EL MATADORES

Yeap! Thats us. Anton, Ben, David, Kwong, (newly introduced Fluffy, aka Louis Lim) and I. Basically, I think we're sort of the warped version of the Fishy Friends, the serious guy versions of them. Our basic organization is the same, and everything. However, there are several, really really important differences one needs to know about.

Comparison One:
We're guys, they're girls.

Comparison Two:
Teachers seem to love them. Teachers seem to loath us.

Comparison Three:
They do not carry out activities that would harm/endanger the lives of other people. As for us, Kill them all, let God sort them out.

Comparison four:
Most of them are in dance. Most of us are in rugby.

So thats all the data I have now. I'll publish more once I have the time, and more information.

Genetic Error

2007-08-14T21:27:00.000+08:00

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Hey, why isn't my font red?

I thought the coulous clashed...so...yeah.

Ich mochte nie Grün irgendwie. Gerade nicht meine Farbe. Hee hee hee!

Seth, he's laughing...

I'm scared too...

Hey! This is the only other emotion that you've showed other than sadness! Fear!

How about that time you were so depressed?

Ich war nicht noch geboren, also habe ich keine Idee, warum du traurig warst. Lebens zu kurz traurig sein irgendwie. Du solltest Drogen nehmen und, wie ich glücklich sein!

...Right. Anyway, I've been meaning to share this with you Seth.

A razor?
http://mit.edu/7.01x/7.013/study.html

SWEET SIMPLE PLAN!!!

GOTT IN HIMMEL!!!!

Yeah. Miss Cheong said something about introducing a gene to make it turn into some fat shit. I dunno.

I think I'm going to....BLUEEAARRGGGHHH!!!!!

...

Seth? Klaus? What the Hell? That things damn bloody cute lah! What the Hell?! Ah, anyway, more time for me to rant. Seth and Klaus are unconcious.

Anyway, had interconnecting dreams last night and the previous night. Felt abit like Final Fantasy or something like that.

Night one: I was at East Coast...Cept it looked different. I was near the place with the cafes and the shops, not to be mistaken with the one with Macdonalds, its quite far up ahead. Anyway, I remember some of my friends there, but I know Lishan was there. There was an eclipse, and William told me to take a picture, so I did. There were stars everywhere. Soon, it got dark, and they had fireworks or something. I said something to Lishan, and she said something, then Will and Evan ( I think) came running. Something happened, and I had to go someplace and stab someone...I dunno. I remember I was wearing what Leon Kennedy was in Resident Evil 2. Heh. Anyway, at one point, I was in this empty areana, and there were these two wolly mamoths side by side, and a plank nailed in between them, so it looked like a giant H. What they did was run on the left and right side of the guy respectively, and the plank would hit the guy and kill him. When they did that, I just ducked and yeah. I just walked out of the areana, and they got stuck. After somemore stuff, I woke up.

Night 2: I was back at East Coast, receiving a hero's welcome from my friends. I walked into the bathroom and discovered what I've always wanted: AFTERSHAVE!!! I had quite alot actually, looked like a real man!

Anyway, Lishan left her jacket in the art room, and I had the job (given to me by Art Madam, who still recalls my...Actions from the last 2 years regarding Lishan) to return it to her. It was nearly desecrated by ANTON. THANKS ANTON. Anyway, I got the chance to be a hero/obsessive-stalker-bitch and protected that jacket till I passed it back to her in the canteen. Woot!

We altered bacterial DNA today. We'll hopefully see it glow tomorrow.