oh its a good birthday

and so that summed up birthday and post-mids activities. i swear i feel brain-dead right now. like nothing intellactual went into my head for the past 6days? i've not been knowledgable since. damn. better start getting the mid-years-mugging-mood back because its fuckin' chinese on the 28th. my only hope is that bird flu breaks out or suddenly the moe says FUCK CHINESE.

thursday: ran 6km in the morning and it was class outing? was it? yeah it was. HAHA. plans was to go for the burberry sale at isetan. but guess what. smart isetan locked the whole place down for those isetan members. so it was a private sale. those bastards let the memebers buy all the good stuff and sell the "old" stuff the next day. damn it. what a waste , so its like 10 years down the road they'll have another sale. so we walked and walked. fuck la i cant remember what we did. haha. i only remembered i went of for ascension mass then home.

friday: yay-day. HAHA. but fuckin school in the morning at 9. i woke up at 730. played football manager till 9 and i left the house. so i reached school about 920? and i was greeted with my combi science marks. well i'm not really that pleased with it but at least it sets the standards straight. after make-up lesson. it was birthday lunch with classmates at sushi suki or suki sushi fuck it sells sushi. damn it feels good to eat sushi and not being challenged by anyone. so everything was there for me to eat and be happy. we went to shop for derek's shoes. initial plan was to play pool. then die-hard-pool-people went to play. those who need to shop went to shop. in the end we were so reluctant to play pool because burberry sale made don happy , shoes made derek happy and we were all in a good mood to shop. HAHA. but we went for pool in the end (afraid of pang seh-ing the rest of the people) and guess what i was greeted with a surprise. that fcuk tee i wanted. HAHA. thanks guys! we walked and walked after pool and i had to rush home for family dinner. dinner at m hotel with parents. again good steamboat and not challenged by anyone so i could have the seafood to myself. HAHA. fuck i feel like a food-lover. -.- then it was daybed with the pals. we thought we're gonna have a difficult time finding the place. HAHA. in the end it was andrew dianne ambrose terri cherrie or sherri abel grace adam daryl alessa me cindy and her friend. HAHA. it was boring and quiet at first. but when the cards came and the game started rolling in. it was fun balls. HAHA. thanks guys for the compang and fun :D and that sums up my 17th birthday.

but you had to screw it up and made me rant at you. i didnt want to. trust me. how i'd i wish i could shut up and let everything drift. but i cant. i'm sorry for you. i really am. and i'm so dumb to tell you everything , thats a kick in a the balls for me.

oh the joy

after 3 weeks of sleepless nights , trying to shove facts into the brain , going through exams , no exercise , no fun , having internal conflicts with the brain when its tired but i still wanna study.

the mids is finally fucking over. actually i found mids quite good/okay kinda thing. HAHA lets all hope L1R5 is something expect.

yesterday was the last paper, chemistry and they just had to set it in the afternoon at 2pm just delaying our post-mids activities. HAHA. well it was alright and as soon we're given the green light to leave the hall , we acted like we're on ecstasy. banging the shutters. HAHA. got home and met classmates in the evening. we walked the whole of clarke quay and were unable to settle on the expensive food so we went to billy bombers (thats like twice in 4days) fuck. after that its chill out session at our usual place then we detoured to esplanade for more fun and fun came to an end. wild boys sure did wild things. HAHA.

today i finally EXERCISED. 5km around the track and 30laps of swimming. i need my fucking my fitness back. watched harrold and kumar goes to white castle in the afternoon. and its mini shopping with classmates then birthday celebration with facils. well its not all facils. only cj facils. so it was like a cj outing. HAHH. well could tell everyone was in the wanna-complete-homework mood or GPP ( whatever fuck is that) or H1 exams mood. HAHA what the fuck is that. so we had dinner at village which sucked the chicken breast was like stoned breast. and they fucking surprised me with chocolate cake. CHOCOLATE. my 5km run and 30laps ALL GONE. after 365years , i finally eat a CAKE. they made me go over my daily sugar intake -.- its not good. we went to cine to slack but not after having some fun with the village cow. and we all head back because everyone has SCHOOL tomorrow. and i don't. so its more getting fitness back and shop shop tomorrow.

can't wait for friday.

oh boy you're running under 600

sorry but this blog is getting useless by the seconds due to the mid year examination. life has been mundane. school. home. study. sleep. that sums up the week. literally. and the great thing is that other schools end their mid year by this coming week and my second paper is tomorrow and its chinese. -.- well i can safely say i prepared for chinese. ha ha ha.

oh mids pls touch and go and let may 18 stay and be touched all night long. -.- fuck la. mid years is like shit on waffles.

finally

oh my my. its been a week since i last blogged. last week was just dnt-ing dnt-ing dnt-ing , nothing much to do. eat and dnt sleep and dnt shit and dnt. fuck dnt. mon-thurs was normal mundane school life just that on wednesday i had my best dinner ever. nasi briyani near church! kicks ass man! the rice the chicken. ahh everything! fattening but good. its like one of those days when i fuck care the calories and devour the briyani. friday was spent studying with cindy at cartel. effective as i studied but not effective because we werent served free bread. their service sucked badd. i had a goood lunch on saturday , XO fish been hoon at queensway. fuck man the slice of fish is like huge , they are fucking generous not like the normal 5mm thick slice of fish. after lunch , study at ice kimmo with mum and majella. mum left and we distress by playing reversi and checkers. and i got OWNED. fuck la i'm not a board games person. then we went to church to help out for some rciy thingo. got zee to help me with my dnt drawing. yes yes art attack art attack! but my teacher found out in the end. haha. had a very bad night as chelsea betrayed me and gave me false hope. HAHA. sunday was dull. studied in church after dim sum lunch then i stupidly went for soccer training with street soccer boots. the field was like brown. anyone who wore white tees had their backs all blacks and front all white. haha. training sucked bad.

and today is english mid years. the bad thing was that most of the comp questions were appealing. describing an unusual place? i thought i could bluff my way out but i couldnt. write about a personal recount when you got betrayed. if its not personal , i would have written prison break! what do you look for in your future spouse? i got 1 trillion things to say but it might sound i'm bitching. so i chose PLAY. HAHA. paper 2 was manageable. the weather was so fucking hot in the afternoon! we ended at like 245? because we had 2 hrs of chem. fuck it. so i rushed home , changed and cycled to the swimming complex! 30 laps and a nice brown brown skin statisfied me. got home had bacon-ish dinner. and 200pounds beauty with cindy! okay and alessa. HAHA. its hilarious shit i tell you. korean commedies. a must watch for those who is trouble with daily work. HAHA fucking funny shit. okay soccer at kallange cage tomorrow.

bye world.

i dont know , after one week its like back to square one. nothing to say to each other. what the fuck. fuck why cant you just reply when i wanted you to and just shut up when i wanted you to.

bloggers a bitch

last night i was blogging about friday saturday and sunday and blogger deleted that post as i got disconnected. so this is gonna be in short. blame blogger not me.

the whole weekend was spent doing the dnt folio. friday was okay. school was stoned. the 10 of us decided not to go for speech day and die together like spartans. gymmed after school and the night was spent with my folio. saturday , ikea-ing with mum for ideas. great food. i wish i'm a swede , wake up to meatballs and meatballs and more meatballs everyday. faith formation bbq and liquid with ambrose at night. sunday match against st ignatius at sji which sucked so bad luckily match was abandoned due to the rain. went home and spent time with my folio again. and who the hecks bathes in chocolate orange flavoured soap?! everyone will want a bite outta you.

and i'm glad things are back to normal. (: no more shits. :D

oh my mama

okay its been awhile since i last blogged. schools been a bitch. dnt is really bitching. damn folio and damn the detailed development. i asked mr lin what else to inclue. he said more detailed work on your product so that you can start to develop it. -.- its a good as saying detailed development.

monday
i rememberd it was cinnamon eclipse day. kept eating that damn sweet even though it had this funny taste. kept me awake. went to study with rachel after school.

tuesday
had a long day in school because of dnt enrichment. thank god its the last day. dnt-ing the whole day. went to meet rachel for a little while after school.

wednesday
pe was terrible. worst soccer match ever. stupid darn new street soccer shoes just wont work for me. gymmed with nicholas lu after school. had dinner with rachel jo and al. we didnt had enough money to pay for our dinner so al did some embazzlement. tsktsk. and she said she has been doing it since pri school. can imagine what will happen in the future. devious schemes. got hooked onto wall's solero exotic , had like 1 and a half cones because jo cant finish hers.

thursday
school was very very tiring and it was a fucking hot day. the amath drop outs went up to the 3rd level to sleep during amath lesson. each took one bench to lie on. derek said that while we were sleeping the new teachers walked past us. haha imagine seeing the way we slept. legs on the table , people snoring , people drooling , people sleep talking. damn slack. got home. major dnt-ing. prison break and tau huay!

holy cow i want my weekend! how am i suppose to start the conversation with you again.

stubbed

thursday
school was good. weekly chinese mock was difficult shitass. can't really remember what i did for the rest of the day. went home after school i think to study. then night was half study half play. and prison break.

friday
school.gym after school. best thosai in town with mum. parent info evening. which was terribly boring. i was cracking jokes about the teachers in school and mum was laughing. she was so bored. she went to cut her nails. okay finger nails. before you imagine her biting off her toe nails.

sat
cip in the morning. went all the way to spca to collect the tins. rammed my way through the cedar girls queue to get my tin. haha. fuck em. went with the dota boys to kovan. holy cow i survived lan with them. its soo freaking boring i wonder how they do it daily. retarded shit ass. lunch was mee hoon kuay. i swear i'm on a solo mission to find the best mee hoon kuay in town. some spell mee as mi. -.- half life was funny shit. "eh where you get that bug weapon?" "aiyah go mama shop find la." "eh i got the vacuum cleaner gun. fuck your father now!" "eh we're pals. dont kill each other ah. -kills- you're father is gonna be dead when you get home." went to return the tins and it rained like fuck. there was st gabriel's brotherhood bonding at the bus stop as we went to take shelter. everyone tried squeezing in. those weaker ones got kicked out of the bus stop and they had to wait in the rain. what brotherhood. but when a stupid car drove by and splashed water onto us. we cursed in unison. went home. went out for dinner with classmates. makansutra delicious food. patio time. cam whore. sahara. thomson. home.

sunday
mass in the morning. went to hooked on heads with mum. good chicken green curry and fish head curry. the weather was perfect in the morning and in the afternoon. went to the cc to study while waiting for training to start. i went to change at 2.25. while changing my pants i heard some rain sound from outside. i was praying its someone at the back frying an egg. when i came at at 230 (training time) , it was raining like theres no tomorrow. was pissed. so i emoed at a corner of the stairs reading sidney sheldon. rained stopped. went to kick around and we had a prayer. we prayed for good weather and before we could start with warm ups. it rained. someone must have slept during the prayer. when the rain finally lightened up. we went for training. the field was flooded like fuck. i bet those insects were swimming thinking that they're in wild wild wet. training was just wet muddy and wet and muddy. slacked with the coaches after training. mann keeper's sis is real fine. and keeper is pri6. -.- went home. dinner. last samurai. chelsea vs blackburn at 1035! fa cup semis! okay next week onwards. its no shit time already. major mugging time. damian is gonna mug like mad.

running out of breath

tuesday
schools was fine. i was a few mintues late for chemisty lesson and the amath dropouts got sent out of class. -.- actually we were doing our work outside the class because there was amath lesson before that. then we were bitching about some theorem till we were late. -.- went to the gym after school. got home and installed the new addictive shit. football manager 07. gosh. what bad timing to get it. haha.

wednesday
2.4 was good. clocked in my personal best. dnt was alittle enriching for me though i was damn sleepy. showered with adam during recess (nothing naughty about it) we were pouring water over each other (still nothing naughty) . did some dips after school before heading home. was too tired out from 2.4. met rachel and joanne for dinner before heading home to catch chelsea vs valencia reply. ooo yeah. 2-1

i can't stop thinking about you. i'm soo foolish.

monday sucks

its the fucking start of the week. its a monday and it smells bad. fucking monday blues. give me my weekend back. today was a very sleepy day. slept during ve. they were talking about pornography and trust me it couldnt make stay up awake. rest of the day was just stonned. physics was interesting though. got home. studied and found myself on the com after dinner. that freaking website has the prison break episodes so i skipped all the way to season 2 last episode. and its still loading what the heck.
its tuesday tomorrow and its a school day and it gotta suck bad.

i pray hard

hopefully when dust has settled and everything is fine. and theres no more complications between you and i. we can look back and say that its all a bad dream. sigh. i hate this feeling of being guilty. i'm just so foolish. someone call the cops.

thankfully i had my weekend skanks during the long weekend. a mix of people and you'll never know what you get. like a packet of skittles.

easter eggs?

happy easter to everyone!

saturday
spent my entire morning reading the newspaper and newsweek. met the classmates in the afternoon for awhile. i didnt wanna spend money eating lunch so i cooked some mee goreang before leaving the house. guess what we stoned at suki sushi for 2hrs and i had free sushi because i told em i wasnt eating. well you see sushi moving all around you theres the temptation to eat it. so yes temptation got the better of me. i took one sushi. then i moved to 20 sushi? shit shouldnt have cooked mee goreang. got home. had dinner then left to meet the boys. went for the easter vigil. after that. again a mix of people at eski was fun shit. ice games poker on the bus watching chelsea win nice place to chill and the place was chilly. left eski and went to meet the girls after their play.yet again mix of people at sahara was fun. indian populated area cards sofa pillows camwhoring and man u lost.

sunday
went for easter mass. this stupid indian bitch thought theres space on the bench we were sitting so she happily squeezed her way through and seperate me from mum and the rest making it look like i'm alone. fucking hair ape , she needs some animal care. went to meet joel and rachel to study at bishan lib after mass. had subway eat fresh! damn the service was slow if there was a system that i could get free sandwhiches if my order took more than 2mins to come , i would have gotta 3 sandwhiches free. studied studied studied. got home changed and went downstairs to run. and i'm alone at home now.

again i didnt think about you. but last night the conversation with you was just trashy. just give me tell alright. i just need to sort things out.

boy oh boy

thursday
school was stoned. was just looking forward to my thursday night. we postponed dnt enrichment because the dude that was suppose to teach us just died. shit that stinks. went to cut my hair in the end. night was good! a mixture of different people , old friends on the side and best friends as icing on the cake. me alessa abel grace adam andrew brandon ambrose and barker boys kevin teo cindy mabel. everything just went well though there was signs of being loppy.

friday
good friday! a day of fasting. so i fasted on some stuff like studying. went for the 3pm mass and it was packed and it was like sitting in the theatre watching lord of the rings. damn it was long. had alot of kneeling and standing. went for some prata with ambrose. got home and thats about it.

it took things off my mind for awhile but its back again. give me something to numb it off.

thumbs up

i had my ups and downs today. haha thankfully it ended UP. 5 stations in the morning. it was slack. all a's except jump. sheesh. we didnt break a sweat so we decided to give up recess for soccer. we wanted to play with 4e1 since theres no ball to borrow. took us 5mins to talk to 4e1 to let us play and 10mins to ask the basketballers to fuck off. as i was about to move up with the ball. i heard this "GENERALLMAN GENERALLMAN NO PRAYING OF BARL HEARE" its the fucking short tongue dm. fucking spoiler. i couldnt make out what the fuck he was saying. we sec5s were pissed. we took more time in convincing people than playing soccer. what the fuck. the dm got a load of trashy words to hear when we walked off. "your tongue is 5mm!" "you can't do tongue twisters!" rest of the day was slack. ms radha thought cheated for my compo on my idol. which was jose mourhino. HAHA. i felt damn lethargic after school. totally dragged my feet to the gym. couldnt do much because the couch kept calling me to sit and sleep. oh design and tech lesson was a waste of time. HAHA. we were talking about our time in china and i was giving fake china accent which cracked everyone up and myself too. its quite pitiful if you're a seahorse and you're found in a china parsar malam stall because from live seahorse you're gonna be a dead fried bitch. i could still recall how they ended this poor seahorse live. i guess its name was john or tom , he was just swimming around in this little fish tank. though small its better than being in the frying pan. this china heartless bastard caught it by its head and it couldnt do a shit. once its caught its fucked. he is throw in the frying pan and wah la you get fried seahorse. one swift motion and the seahorse gets fucked bad. after frying is not good enough. so bitch just gotta eat that crunchy shit. lifes a bitch if i'm that seahorse.
had dinner with judith! good company nice talk good time laughing. ha ha ha ha. okay 4hrs to chelsea vs valencia. i predict a chelsea win since its at stamford bridge. oh yeah.

the smell will always stay

nothing interesting happened in school today. everything looked so dull. joe said i dont look cheerful for the past 2days. hahh. school past slowly like a slow painful death. it was pathetic. the food tasted like crap. the company had no fun in it. went to the gym after school. i had 0% mood to lift any shits no wonder i had this feeling i didnt achieve anything. got home. had a hearty meal.

"if only" kept appearing in my mind. if only everything went well. if only i didnt say anything. if only we were so close to start with. if only you didnt know much about me. IF ONLY. but what the fuck. everything has happened and it stinks real bad. i feel stupid. constant rejections smacked right in front of me sucks , i can't take it. i lacked the courage to do anything already. why why why. god give me a sign. if only.

i hope i'll do well for napfa. ha ha ha ha ha.

future potential

okay you people must be thinking WHO THE FUCK IS THIS JOKER?! what kind of blue/white team is he from?! he looks like a jackass! and you people will be thinking whether it is ronaldo or some other big star.

but its matt derbyshire. damn hes some good young england star who should not be playing in the u-21 team. hahh

damian the sunken ship

well i'm a little more composed now. i still can't erase you off my mind. you're too dear to me. i shouldn't have said all the bad things.

sunday:
went for 11am mass. we were almost late thus we didnt get any palms. saw this selfish lady taking 8 palms as though she needs it for her roof. had lunch with al and gabriel at mengs. went off for council meeting. open the eyes of my heart lord , thats a great song man. haha. i had a good time doing p&w. oh yes. meeting ended late so no soccer prac. went home and ran 4km. the night was terrible. one of my worst nights ever. i feel so emo? but i don't wanna be emo? because it the most disgusting character one can have? i kept having thoughts of wanting someone to rob me and shoot me in the head. thats damn emo. it just didnt feel good. i hope god finds a way for me. :S

monday:
wokeup with bloodshot eyes. didn't wanna go to school but since its crucial period for me. i got to. felt like shit the entire morning. was bloody quiet and sleepy. i dozed off during english dnt lessons. thanks to emmnauel for understanding how i felt and giving your usual quirky comments which totally cracked me up. HAHA. thanks to the amath drop outs for comforting me. it was half stupid and hilarious. thanks to daryl for listening my problems during recess. and thanks to adam for talking to me on the way home. never felt so gay before. bought cheap socks. got home and stoned.

even though its a big blow i still dont hate you. i felt so stupid saying all those hurtful comments last night. i love you so much that i cant hate you. i dont wanna lose you. i can't do without you and at least your friendship.

it never feels good

oh the truth hurts bad. i guess i'll never ever get up from this big blow. never. i'm sorry but i'll never ever forgive you. period.

because in your damn eyes. i'm just some jerk who will never ever change.

you'll never ever know how i felt. never. sorry but everything has to go.

time for an update

friday:
school was pretty much stoned. we had to use the computer to do a chinese picture essay. the picture thingy was done by the school teacher. i realised one of them looks like jack neo. he has that "wtf? did i direct i not stupid" face. walked to the bus stop with daryl naim and martyn. boy did they made my day. throwing wet toilet papers onto the bus windows and giving old mamas heart attack. went to the gym alone. got home changed and went for penitential service with mum. met aston and ignatius. haha had a good long talk with em , talking about old times which gave me a good laugh. hahaha. when it was my turned to confess , "my last confession was 2 days ago" i swear the priest was thinking who the fuck is this boy and what the fuck sins has he created damn devil's child. haha. met up with e old pals after the whole thing. abel alessa grace majella audrey francessca eunice tarcia justin. damn everyones in fuckin different school. sajc acjc cjc mi ijtp np whitley. HAHA. had ice kimmo with them. played asshole tai dee. initially i heard sa tai dee as grace wanted to play it and shes from sa. so i thought "sa has their own tai dee game" wtf.

saturday:
had good prawn mee lunch by mum. pushed the meeting time with the boys , gareth ben abel from 11am to 11.30am. and i was still late. ok ok my bad la cheebai. you all dont have to make it sound like i just stepped your balls right. got to queensway. bought my street soccer boots. damn abel couldnt get a good bargain deal with the bangala. bangala "ok ok heres your shoe michael jordan size." abel "boss you charge my cheaper i bring 100 michael jordan come your shop." -.- the bangala pushed 76bucks on the calculator and abel had the big balls to pushed it to 70bucks. mann he wanted to flip abel like a prata bomb. went to ikea for fantastic 1dollar hotdogs. for once i love food and i'll do anything for ikea hotdogs. bloody wiennies were heavenly. went all the way back to thomson for some lan. battlefield 2 and major teamkilling backstabbing and first to reach the plane wins. the ironic thing , we would kill each other just to get a ride on the plane. but once we're on the plane , 3 secs later we'll crash on some mountain and die. -.- and we were constantly shifted to the terrorist team. mann it felt good winning the americans and defending our mosque. we were sceaming for allah! got home. had good dinner. salad mashed potato spring chicken and celery soup. head out to meet the boys again. made our way to baghdad street for some chill out arab style. haha it sucks like fucked. couldnt understand wtf they were talking and the whole place was so dark. ideal place for karma sutra and we had to take off our shoes and go in barefooted. rose flavour sucked bad. we were still had big balls for more stuff. headed down to esplanade , harry's bar. drinks and good music and high girls. haha. got home. its good to hang out with the ac people. weekends with the ac skanks does make me happy.

you're so damn bloody selfish towards my feelings. you obviously dont know how i feel and how i try to make things right. selfish prick.

what better timing

the midyear exams can never end at a better time. 17th may 2007. one day before my birthday. 18th may , marking day. no school. this is as good as winning the singapore sweep.
school was pretty stoned. chinese mock was killer shit. i dont understand why must we take chinese. its such a stupid language. we should not learn chinese! everyone should just stick to one language. makes life easier and simple. brought reversi craze to class.
journey to the old folkies. emmanuel adam and i were supposed to do magic shit. but we screwed that idea because we wanted to do gardening since its a slack job. i mean how difficult can picking up leaves get. but they had gardeners. so we went to do songs. everyone had the fuck you look , i bet they wanted to say fuck you with the finger but they dont know shit. its as if they're hearing their own funeral songs. it was fucked. so we lepak at the lobby till times up. old folkies is boring shit. we will never pick up any civics and moral ed values from singing shit songs to them.
got home stoned didnt feel like studying. was wondering why did god gave us human facial and body hair. the damn hair on our head is already irritating. well someone said the answer is the fuckin shaver. but if shaver isnt the way out. well we just gotta wait for a fucker to invent something better than a shaver. lucky for me prison break was on. its a friday tomorrow. ms weekend is here.

shades of grey

fear of getting my hair cut was in me the whole morning. i thought i was gonna get fucked by the dm. seeing her f-ed up face just brings shiver down my spine. apparantly she walked to the other 5N classes to check their hair. god saved me from the clutches of evil. but i didnt go for school's penitential service. hahh.
pe was good. soccer. rest of the day in school was just stoned. went to the gym after school. had to make my way to ctk from houngang. i had huge confidence i wont get lost. but the more i stayed in 74 the more i thought i'm gonna get lost. but thankfully something said to change bus or something. i dont know what it said. but i just found my damn way to ctk.
met rachel joanne greg gareth karina for dinner at the kopitiam. okay i was trying to imagie ctk and its area as holy spirit and its area. holy spirit area is like prata house mengs sweet secrets and many other shops and pubs. ctk? huge "deserted" carpark area. old shop house. with one kopitiam. 3 consecutive mama shops ( wonder how they make business. they selling the same fuckin' things). we settled for that one and only kopitiam since theres no prata and mengs. and that kopitiam is the worst crappy kopitiam place ever. western food a nono , malay food a nono , fried fish soup not trustworthy , "traditional prawn mee stall" but no fried prawn mee , mixed rice looks so so. so i had mixed rice. i swear its the most shithole mixed rice ever. the dishes were not warm. disgusting shit. karina and i decided to buy red bean bun since i'm still hungry. it sucked too. so i can never compare ctk area with holyspirit.
now to the ctk itself. it brought a sense of nostalgia. we went to the 2nd floor. i dont know if i'm growing old but the church looks ancient to me as if its gonna collapse anytime. and we couldnt have picked the right spot to sit. i think some food got stuck on the air con or someones staying in there. it kept making stupid noise making it obvious it needs a big repair. fuckin' irritating. how can we confess our sins in such bad environment. hahh. got home after penitential and stoned.
vist to ju eng home tomrrow. its gonna suck because i gotta do magic shit for the folkies. i hope they get conned by me. those weak minded species. i got a hunch my hair is gonna get caught by the beeeetch. please let it be a good day tomorrow.

i smell something bad

the alarm rang at 6.20am. i told myself i'll lie on my bed for another 10mins. i woke up at 7am. behind schedule! i thought i'll get fucked by the dm but i managed to rush to school. everything felt so damn hot. bloody weather. adam and i felt so hot , we unbuttoned the top 2 buttons and rolled our pants till it looked like shorts. fucked weather.
mr jeffery chan didnt come again. so 3 free periods. which means no bad pronounciation. so nothing to laugh about. spent ss talking to the boys on going on a holiday after Os. we kept talking as if todays the last paper of the o levels. but its fuckin march. that brought us back to damn reality. had my tuna tomato sandwhich for recess/lunch. showed a bikini picture of tila tequila to the chinese teacher. i bet he went horny but had self control so he told me reading modal essays are cooler. my ass. i bet hes going home to search for her.
gymmed after school with donald. his stupid determination to gain more muscles is enough to kill me. whole day add weights. he is gonna get fucked and grow shorter till he is hobbit. got home and stoned my evening away.
was talking to rachel about our confirmation names. she asked why did i chose pedro. i thought he was the dude who got thrown into the lion's den. -.- bad answer. hers judith! was wandering why her msn nick was judith at first. theres gonna be hair check tomorrow , i smell something bad. something really really bad. somehow the dm who might be cutting my hair will just be empowered with hair cutting skills and with just one snip , something long drops. work of the devil man. really. bunch of bitches. tata

it sucks to wait for you. its eating me alive.

colour defines everything

You are trying to evade your problems and difficulties and tensions by 'leaping before you look'. This could be construed as a 'panic' situation and panic is an irrational fear - 'loss of control'. You are desperately seeking a way out of it all and because of any headstrong decisions that you may be making this could lead to an extremely dangerous situation. Slow down - matters seem to find a way of resolving themselves. Without sounding complacent remember that 'all's well that ends well'.
In actual fact you are not willing to exert yourself in any way. You have that truly 'laid back' attitude and are unwilling to extend yourself or exert undue effort. You feel that to move forward - be it in your life style or in business relationships - would require more energy output than you are prepared to give at this time. You want to take life easy and your attitude is such that 'Enough is Enough'.
It's the old old story - I am misunderstood - my partner (be it in your private life or in business) just doesn't understand me and YOU also believe at this time that you are being completely MISUNDERSTOOD by one and all. It then obviously follows that you naturally feel inhibited and not appreciated. It is perhaps because of this belief that you feel compelled to stand back and let the rest of the world go by. As for developing a firm relationship - inwardly deep down in your subconscious mind you are wary of even trying to get close to another person because you feel that if you open up your heart and feelings you are sure to get hurt. Since you are living in a society where close relationships are the norm, you feel that there is that need to conform, but any close relationships of any magnitude that you may have tried in the past have unfortunately left you without any sense of emotional involvement.
You are frustrated and stressed. You appreciate the finer things in life but at all times you appear to stay aloof, critical of everything and everyone about you. You will not be carried away by your emotions and you refuse to trust anyone or any situation unless genuineness and integrity can be absolutely vouched for. Therefore, you keep a strict and watchful control on your feelings as you must know exactly where you stand at all times. You demand complete sincerity as a protection against your own tendency to be too trusting.
Perhaps in the distant past your trust and belief in your fellow man was misplaced and you can now no longer accept anything as it appears to be. You are untrusting and you insist that before you commit yourself to anything, you examine the pro's and con's with critical discrimination. The situation has now progressed to one where you are apt to disagree yet not make any form of constructive criticism to every suggestion that may be put to you. As a result you are in limbo. There is a saying that goes 'The past does not equal tomorrow'. Think about it - and let go.

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start of the week

guess i was having a taste of bad luck this morning. it rained while i was walking to school. but the moment i saw my school gates (not like its damn big) , i thought i'm saved from the rain. no wet uniform , no nipples seen. BUT BUT mr marcel lee just didnt pay the full price for the shelter. fuckin shelter just covered half of me and it didnt help when there was the wind blowing. so guess what. i got drenched in the end. fuckin "shelter".

i was looking forward to go for history class because of mr jeffery chan and the way his pronounce his words. its like he has a 5mm tongue or something. blind is brind , government is garment , reliability is reliality , typicality is typcaty. what a jackass. but he chose to be absent so we had free period. watched stupid world war 2 videos. black and white. mann those people in the past sure didnt enjoy colour tv. the rest of the day was rather stoned. slept during dnt lesson , i swear its boring learning about structures. i dont see why its so important to learn that. not like we are future construction workers.

got home. did my work. had a good dinnner. mum saved some great salad for me. gee the joy of salad. yes yes all you people will be thinking WTF?! star world pangs seh me , they didnt screen prison break at 9pm. their schedules are so not fixed. stupid star world. felt like crap when the 9pm show was seinfield. who the fuck watches seinfield. its a brainless show with unglam fags. so no prison break means study time till 10pm. after hours was pretty good just that its half an hour! caught the remaining 40mins of red dragon. the dude shot himself with a shot gun and he had to shoot his face. got his face fucked big time. schools starting late tomorrow which means more sleep! schools gonna be a bitch again.

something new

sorry abel. i got so caught up with your blog , i've decided to create one. though we agreed that blogging is for jackasses on friday. looks like we're part of them now. i shall help abel advertise his blog , yourdonutsdunked.blogspot.com. check it out. it will tickle your funny bone.

okay okay. a blog. since this is the o level year i'll try my best to blog interesting stuff. but if i can't , you jolly well know what i'm doing. mugging my ass off (ya right!)

well well today. sunday. its really a SUN-day. fucking sun can just cook some fried ants. woke up from out-of-this-world commentating from a WWE announcer. brother was watching wwe. 20years old and you're watching it. gosh. went for mass at 11am. mum just had to choose a seat right in front and that father peter paul or paul peter? had to say the mass. mann he just cant stop talking and he just cant stop talking slowly. best thing , i can't sleep. ended up people watching which became boring after 5mins. same people every fuckin' week. after mass , met the people outside main church and there came the entertainment. 101 comments about abels hair. i swear he looks like a jackass with a hill on his head. "abel hill".
lunch at mengs , first time the dude didnt remember our order and i always thought mengs has the best service. studied with alessa at icekimmo. fuckin kids kept screaming around the place thinking icekimmo is a fuckin' playground. i seriously suggest parents buy a dog muzzle for their annoying kids. can't be controlled , shouting like its world cup. maan they should be sold to africa and learn a thing or 2 about hardships. damn bitches.
left for soccer training. i seriously think singapore should build indoor soccer fields. with this kind of shit hot weather , we're gonna get fried one day man. i seriously dont know whats gotten into coach head. yes we're having a friendly match next sunday against st iggy. but you dont have to push us till we wanna piss in our pants right. we did this stupid sprinting and i bet it has no help on improving our soccer skills. lie die on the field (dirty public field) , when the whistle is blown sprint to the other side and lie down again. its as though we're fuckin' dogs or something. peeeeee! go doggy go. lie down lie down. peeeeeee! go again. plenty of physical training which left us black and panting. thankfully he treated us drinks , i guess he was full of remorse. i knew it! HAHH! no one can stand the sight of us looking all so helpless. training ended with a small match which sucked. our goalpost? the cones. and we're playing with those big goal post next week. no link man.
i guess i stinked 410. got home. bathe. wonderful healthy dinner, salad , mashed potatoes and corn soup. felt so western. thanks for the low fat dinner mum. but i felt hungry at 10. HAHA. did some work and found myself on the com after awhile. the wonders of the com.
school tomorrow. that gotta suck like a bitch. bye