to stho, if u know what i mean.
well, it's okay, it's alright,
now that every knows
u have nothing to hide.
im doing u a favor. yeah u dont want it. but heck. im learning from govts across the world and bein paternalistic. say u dont know what is good for urself so u underconsume this. hah.
to nigel
the video has to be of acceptable clarity, her face must be discernible and the sound crisp. the question must be phrased to be clear without reasonable doubt and without anyway to wriggle out. the answer must not be muffled. post it on youtube and come claim $50.
teachers day at rjc is quite stupid. the bands sucked, but the vocalist of the rg band is not bad. boyahs were cool too.
went back to ri. as usual niuyi asks funny questions and stho supplies inappropriate answers. aiyahs. ocj. yuen was quite funny. hah. talk alot of cock about invitations and ss and geog. david fong. congrats.
talked cock with liqian
then they went to play soccer. damn they have a synthetic turf. no more muddy shoes man. it was nice, lq wanted to lick it. 4pt v all other geps. elitist game. haha. walked about a bit.
took bus home.
slacking now.
Friday, August 31, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
zhongguorencaolaowai
my posts in my mafiadon69 blog were super vulgar and sarcastic and spastic and incoherent. just like posts at donnation.
good night.
good night.
Muddy Grass
today for pe we played soccer on the muddy field.
we got onto the field. it was soggy from yesterdays rain.
i took of my shoes and dumped them at the stadium steps.
the field from where i was looked like muddy grass
smelt like muddy grass
what i was stepping on, felt like muddy grass too.
i havent played barefooted on a field since my ri days. that was during ncc. i hardly play such games on my own accord. wuss. thats right. whatever.
running on the muddy field, it just felt so familiar, so comforting. mud splattered on my clothes, but heck im not the one washing it. mud did not feel dirty. it felt like, my friend. as it clumped up between my toes, it felt good.
maybe rj mud is different from sarimbun mud. or maybe we were terrorised little sec 1s then as they tortured us incessantly, what with pouring water n making the place muddier before we had to use our clothes to make a path across. it was pure hazing, pure hazing in the guise of imbuing the rafflesian spirit. but i guess it worked to a certain extent. we got close n we started to love mud. after obs we loved sand as well, anyway.
it felt good running up and down even though people wouldnt pass the ball to a wuss. i wouldnt want to have the ball passed to me, esp when people like justin are around. his larger mass gives him greater momentum. and the stopping time is already damn long for me. we felt like we were maneuvering battleships across the field. have to decide on the course way ahead. and at the same time ensure we dont fall. esp during corners.
the feeling was magic.
i just had to take the opposing stand. heehee.
i should be mugging but im not.
and to samuel, there are better fish in the ocean. and who cares what she thinks.
hah.
we got onto the field. it was soggy from yesterdays rain.
i took of my shoes and dumped them at the stadium steps.
the field from where i was looked like muddy grass
smelt like muddy grass
what i was stepping on, felt like muddy grass too.
i havent played barefooted on a field since my ri days. that was during ncc. i hardly play such games on my own accord. wuss. thats right. whatever.
running on the muddy field, it just felt so familiar, so comforting. mud splattered on my clothes, but heck im not the one washing it. mud did not feel dirty. it felt like, my friend. as it clumped up between my toes, it felt good.
maybe rj mud is different from sarimbun mud. or maybe we were terrorised little sec 1s then as they tortured us incessantly, what with pouring water n making the place muddier before we had to use our clothes to make a path across. it was pure hazing, pure hazing in the guise of imbuing the rafflesian spirit. but i guess it worked to a certain extent. we got close n we started to love mud. after obs we loved sand as well, anyway.
it felt good running up and down even though people wouldnt pass the ball to a wuss. i wouldnt want to have the ball passed to me, esp when people like justin are around. his larger mass gives him greater momentum. and the stopping time is already damn long for me. we felt like we were maneuvering battleships across the field. have to decide on the course way ahead. and at the same time ensure we dont fall. esp during corners.
the feeling was magic.
i just had to take the opposing stand. heehee.
i should be mugging but im not.
and to samuel, there are better fish in the ocean. and who cares what she thinks.
hah.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
erh..
second post today.
watched two movies just now.actually,i did not pay attention at all (i still cannot recognise the cast at the ending of the movie). just feel that should do something meaningless to slow down myself and to really have a rest!
i used to miss the old days.cause they always seemed better than the life i was having.
but,maybe too busy,or too old,i eventually forgot them,
or let go of them.
dun understand how can ppl get emotional?cause all that passed has already gone,no matter how much you appreciated or loved or missed,they would just simply not come back.
and ppl are selfish, that is true, no need to argue.
they will settle in new environment fast enough,good for them,good for the people around.
still can remember when i study english for the first time,
the teacher told me that to learn good english, you have to learn the western culture also,
that is totally different from china's communism.
the word "I" is the only word that has to be capitalised all the time,
and i shows that how important "I" am, not you, or he or she or whatever.
it seems ridiculous, but the teacher did make her point.
different from china, we are no longer required to think of others before yourself as we were taught in primary school
life is becoming simple, you dun even need to hide, juse concern aboput your business, others' matters are their very own problems.
it has been proven by my life in singapore, which i still struggling to settle in.
and we no need to follow the moral of the story of "kong rong rang li"
if we treat others good, it just proves that WE are NICE. its not a duty for us to be NICE to others at all..even your good friend.
life just screwed.
cultures collide,
memories faded,
philosophy contradict,
i am lost..
watched two movies just now.actually,i did not pay attention at all (i still cannot recognise the cast at the ending of the movie). just feel that should do something meaningless to slow down myself and to really have a rest!
i used to miss the old days.cause they always seemed better than the life i was having.
but,maybe too busy,or too old,i eventually forgot them,
or let go of them.
dun understand how can ppl get emotional?cause all that passed has already gone,no matter how much you appreciated or loved or missed,they would just simply not come back.
and ppl are selfish, that is true, no need to argue.
they will settle in new environment fast enough,good for them,good for the people around.
still can remember when i study english for the first time,
the teacher told me that to learn good english, you have to learn the western culture also,
that is totally different from china's communism.
the word "I" is the only word that has to be capitalised all the time,
and i shows that how important "I" am, not you, or he or she or whatever.
it seems ridiculous, but the teacher did make her point.
different from china, we are no longer required to think of others before yourself as we were taught in primary school
life is becoming simple, you dun even need to hide, juse concern aboput your business, others' matters are their very own problems.
it has been proven by my life in singapore, which i still struggling to settle in.
and we no need to follow the moral of the story of "kong rong rang li"
if we treat others good, it just proves that WE are NICE. its not a duty for us to be NICE to others at all..even your good friend.
life just screwed.
cultures collide,
memories faded,
philosophy contradict,
i am lost..
because what was there is gone
argh fuck. the roof is leaking again. heard the rain was damn heavy. not as bad as the last time when water cascaded down through the skylight, but little streaks. fuck. my maid noticed it at 1pm and she didnt do anything about it?! what the hell? told her to call me or anyone else when this happens and she didnt? she thought it wasnt serious? we employed her to make this kinda decisions? argh.
hopefully the contractor comes before anymore shit happens. in the mean time i shall blog.
mentoring the kids is becoming hell for me. they are just too different from me, too different from what i expect. their background is really different.
well the cool boy asked all sorts of stupid questions again, including why two dollars and five cents is written as $2.05 and not $2.5 its actually a little hard to understand this especially when u r like 4 years old. this boy is double that age. heard he lied to zhenan, apparently that class has mowed ahead and is toward the end of the book and he still is at money. what the hell man. well i was there once, except i knew how to count, especially money. but procrastination setting in so young is surprising.
his sister is in an equally bad state. what happens is a tutor gives her questions to do on the next topic and somehow thinks she can find the answers. today is electricity. fk. and she doesnt know anything about electricity. and this is really hard to believe. as in, whats the point of this man? surely u r slacking or stupid or trying to be funny? she is just p4, u expect her to be driven enough to read ahead? u expect her to know without teaching? if she could do both she wouldnt be at the center and she wouldnt need your tuition.
their standard of english is also extremely bad. a p1 boy cannot conjugate singular and plural tenses, a p3 boy cannot tell the difference between A, An and The. and try to do worksheets by assessing the pattern. like, 12121 or something stupid like that.i almost went nuts.
and some are really vulgar. well i might have slight amnesia, but i dont remember using fuck at the tender age of 9. well at that age i dont think most boys can fuck anything or even turn rigid enough. maybe at p3 i used idiot and shit. nothing more. this boy carried a tune on fuck. poorly. and he told the girl to fuck off. walau whats this man. quite shocking, really, especially when on the hierachy of vulgarities fuck ranks super high. (low on the list are shit and screw and damn and hell)
i feel guilty everytime i go. i feel guilty everytime i leave. esp when aaron isnt there its quite hard for 2 of us to control so many of them. and we dont give each of them adequate attention. well each of them goes to the center for 1 hr, but how much of our time is apportioned to each. some, like harmajeet gets 1/2 hr, some, like the quiet girl, under 5mins. what makes this worse is that everyone is progressing at his own pace and at his own level. the whole thing is a rambunctious mess.
we arent teachers. as much as the teachers in school suck, they have received some formal training and theories of education. both of us? nothing, just the experience of having been taught. zhenan never attended primary school here. i did, almost 5 years ago. things have changed since then. n bluntly, we are more intellectually privileged relative to them, and it is much easier for us to grasp these silly concepts. so we, especially, i get impatient and irritated when people ask me questions like why is it furniture and not furnitures three times over.
they dont get the attention by the people who should. theres totally no quality in this. i dont see them benefiting. but i guess im not going to do anything about this. when i picked this cip up i cautioned myself not to grow too emotionally attached to them and dont let their problems become my problems as well. im not going to lose sleep over these issues.
was blogsurfing yesterday and i read this on hweeleongs blog.
"I used to drag my heavy bag filled with textbooks and the cluttered file to class, collapse onto my seat and snooze until the assembly bell rang, and then scurry to the astroturf to assemble. Then it was walking back to class and chatting with everyone until the teacher came in and then it's chatting again and it repeats itself until recess. Yes recess. The concept of a common break. Nobody appreciates it until it's gone. Nobody appreciated how the hundred plus people you've been growing up with for 4 whole years are all conveniently placed in classrooms in one single row. Nobody appreciated how despite all the cliques in class, nothing really posed much of a barrier because we were all guys. Nobody appreciated the noise people made, the jokes people cracked in class, the teasings and laughter which became part and parcel of everyday classroom life."
ri life was really life. thats what student life should be all about. about playing cchess everyday. talkingcock. telling jokes about each other. sure, the element of girls wasnt present then, but are they really present now? yea girls exist in rj, but not the type. all that happens is that relationships in rj become superficial and stupid. other than in your cliques, of again, guys, everyone is diplomatic to the point of hypocrisy. people u dont already know, u wont get to know, truly, deeply, fully. people become bimbotic and retarded. i miss ri.
and i want to go back for teachers day. yet all the lil 4p baskets have to go back to their pri schs. sammy n dom n gang gng back to acsp, i heard st hildas gng back. argh screw all of u man. why nobody goes back to ri. ri is the place. especially for me. pri sch was juz a sad nightmare i dont want to bring up again. i miss the birthday celebrations. i miss all the nigel abusing. i miss all of these. but theyre all over.
emptiness. what is my life all about? why am i living? i dont know. i wont know. but for once, i care.
hopefully the contractor comes before anymore shit happens. in the mean time i shall blog.
mentoring the kids is becoming hell for me. they are just too different from me, too different from what i expect. their background is really different.
well the cool boy asked all sorts of stupid questions again, including why two dollars and five cents is written as $2.05 and not $2.5 its actually a little hard to understand this especially when u r like 4 years old. this boy is double that age. heard he lied to zhenan, apparently that class has mowed ahead and is toward the end of the book and he still is at money. what the hell man. well i was there once, except i knew how to count, especially money. but procrastination setting in so young is surprising.
his sister is in an equally bad state. what happens is a tutor gives her questions to do on the next topic and somehow thinks she can find the answers. today is electricity. fk. and she doesnt know anything about electricity. and this is really hard to believe. as in, whats the point of this man? surely u r slacking or stupid or trying to be funny? she is just p4, u expect her to be driven enough to read ahead? u expect her to know without teaching? if she could do both she wouldnt be at the center and she wouldnt need your tuition.
their standard of english is also extremely bad. a p1 boy cannot conjugate singular and plural tenses, a p3 boy cannot tell the difference between A, An and The. and try to do worksheets by assessing the pattern. like, 12121 or something stupid like that.i almost went nuts.
and some are really vulgar. well i might have slight amnesia, but i dont remember using fuck at the tender age of 9. well at that age i dont think most boys can fuck anything or even turn rigid enough. maybe at p3 i used idiot and shit. nothing more. this boy carried a tune on fuck. poorly. and he told the girl to fuck off. walau whats this man. quite shocking, really, especially when on the hierachy of vulgarities fuck ranks super high. (low on the list are shit and screw and damn and hell)
i feel guilty everytime i go. i feel guilty everytime i leave. esp when aaron isnt there its quite hard for 2 of us to control so many of them. and we dont give each of them adequate attention. well each of them goes to the center for 1 hr, but how much of our time is apportioned to each. some, like harmajeet gets 1/2 hr, some, like the quiet girl, under 5mins. what makes this worse is that everyone is progressing at his own pace and at his own level. the whole thing is a rambunctious mess.
we arent teachers. as much as the teachers in school suck, they have received some formal training and theories of education. both of us? nothing, just the experience of having been taught. zhenan never attended primary school here. i did, almost 5 years ago. things have changed since then. n bluntly, we are more intellectually privileged relative to them, and it is much easier for us to grasp these silly concepts. so we, especially, i get impatient and irritated when people ask me questions like why is it furniture and not furnitures three times over.
they dont get the attention by the people who should. theres totally no quality in this. i dont see them benefiting. but i guess im not going to do anything about this. when i picked this cip up i cautioned myself not to grow too emotionally attached to them and dont let their problems become my problems as well. im not going to lose sleep over these issues.
was blogsurfing yesterday and i read this on hweeleongs blog.
"I used to drag my heavy bag filled with textbooks and the cluttered file to class, collapse onto my seat and snooze until the assembly bell rang, and then scurry to the astroturf to assemble. Then it was walking back to class and chatting with everyone until the teacher came in and then it's chatting again and it repeats itself until recess. Yes recess. The concept of a common break. Nobody appreciates it until it's gone. Nobody appreciated how the hundred plus people you've been growing up with for 4 whole years are all conveniently placed in classrooms in one single row. Nobody appreciated how despite all the cliques in class, nothing really posed much of a barrier because we were all guys. Nobody appreciated the noise people made, the jokes people cracked in class, the teasings and laughter which became part and parcel of everyday classroom life."
ri life was really life. thats what student life should be all about. about playing cchess everyday. talkingcock. telling jokes about each other. sure, the element of girls wasnt present then, but are they really present now? yea girls exist in rj, but not the type. all that happens is that relationships in rj become superficial and stupid. other than in your cliques, of again, guys, everyone is diplomatic to the point of hypocrisy. people u dont already know, u wont get to know, truly, deeply, fully. people become bimbotic and retarded. i miss ri.
and i want to go back for teachers day. yet all the lil 4p baskets have to go back to their pri schs. sammy n dom n gang gng back to acsp, i heard st hildas gng back. argh screw all of u man. why nobody goes back to ri. ri is the place. especially for me. pri sch was juz a sad nightmare i dont want to bring up again. i miss the birthday celebrations. i miss all the nigel abusing. i miss all of these. but theyre all over.
emptiness. what is my life all about? why am i living? i dont know. i wont know. but for once, i care.
expect too much
seriously,you are expecting too much..
nice! sorry,im just expect a good friend..
"dun friend then dun friend lah, like important like that!"
fuck!
life has been quite nice recently,
except today maybe..
did not want to wake up in the morning.
maybe because slept quite late yesterday, mugging chem..
hav to teach, so must make sure myself understand first..
be responsibile to the person who gonna ask u questions!
took a cab to school,
receive belated birthday present from council..(i dun mind)
thanks everyone, i love it!
haha, though its childish.
li qian also like it alot.. and i think the girls also..
math lecture was a waste of life.
she went through the notes damn 'fast'!
i finish today's lecture in the last lecture.
then everything goes quite fast.
and i only remembered that my arm was 'raped' again with some random purple ink.
break was f up.
the rain was damn heavy.
even sitting in the middle of the canteen still got wet.
don hang around with yiheng they all.
so aar and i went to some ulu place and eat jap food which aar has to chop first before ate it.
pw!!!!
as expected,
my grp is really hopeless liao..
not because the group is not doing work, just the group cannot progress at all now!
anyway, im totally screwed by pw and really start to think the meaning of life so that to make sense of pw..
in vain, i found it more pointless..
cip.
the kids are hypoactive!
pls,boys and girls.
im damn tired today and damn screwed up by my friend and pw!
so please!!! BE QUIET! AND DO YOUR WORK!
afterall, they are quite nice when i gave them sweet..??!!
you just make my day, thanks!
nice! sorry,im just expect a good friend..
"dun friend then dun friend lah, like important like that!"
fuck!
life has been quite nice recently,
except today maybe..
did not want to wake up in the morning.
maybe because slept quite late yesterday, mugging chem..
hav to teach, so must make sure myself understand first..
be responsibile to the person who gonna ask u questions!
took a cab to school,
receive belated birthday present from council..(i dun mind)
thanks everyone, i love it!
haha, though its childish.
li qian also like it alot.. and i think the girls also..
math lecture was a waste of life.
she went through the notes damn 'fast'!
i finish today's lecture in the last lecture.
then everything goes quite fast.
and i only remembered that my arm was 'raped' again with some random purple ink.
break was f up.
the rain was damn heavy.
even sitting in the middle of the canteen still got wet.
don hang around with yiheng they all.
so aar and i went to some ulu place and eat jap food which aar has to chop first before ate it.
pw!!!!
as expected,
my grp is really hopeless liao..
not because the group is not doing work, just the group cannot progress at all now!
anyway, im totally screwed by pw and really start to think the meaning of life so that to make sense of pw..
in vain, i found it more pointless..
cip.
the kids are hypoactive!
pls,boys and girls.
im damn tired today and damn screwed up by my friend and pw!
so please!!! BE QUIET! AND DO YOUR WORK!
afterall, they are quite nice when i gave them sweet..??!!
you just make my day, thanks!
Sunday, August 26, 2007
trifling friend indeed
life sucks with pw.
pwimping
is damn shitty when u dunno what ur doing n u dunno what is expected of u. its like feeling around inside a dark box in some fear factor show man. yucks.
and all the effort
i feel like a shit.
id feel more like a shit especially when i see the grades back.
aww fkfkfk.
tomorrow would be a shit day
h3 econs
n klow meeting
damn all of it.
argh.
blackadder goes forth!
pwimping
is damn shitty when u dunno what ur doing n u dunno what is expected of u. its like feeling around inside a dark box in some fear factor show man. yucks.
and all the effort
i feel like a shit.
id feel more like a shit especially when i see the grades back.
aww fkfkfk.
tomorrow would be a shit day
h3 econs
n klow meeting
damn all of it.
argh.
blackadder goes forth!
Saturday, August 25, 2007
you cant kick me down; im already on the ground
today i did pw.
i think it is in fairly good shape now, cut down to roughly the size
i think
i hope
aiyah sometimes pw gets on my nerves
and i made a booboo just now
but who gives a shit.
pwimping was good
but pimping would be better.
30 days to promos, enough said.
i think it is in fairly good shape now, cut down to roughly the size
i think
i hope
aiyah sometimes pw gets on my nerves
and i made a booboo just now
but who gives a shit.
pwimping was good
but pimping would be better.
30 days to promos, enough said.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
cat and dog
got caught in the rain!
haha, so fun!
study with don under raja block, suddenly started to rain!
thought can get a cab easily, decide to wait for his father to come,
called 65521111, the stupid system told me the pick up point is oldham hall,
wtf! okay lor,so have to leave first so as to get a cab before the rain really get heavy.
don offered me a lift, but dun wanna trouble him,
his father dun like prc..
ran in the rain to get a cab!
what the hell!
all cabs are not available,
so ran to MRT,
thought can get a cab on the way,
meet ms low on the way,
she is so generous to provide me her umbrella..
take MRT,
Newton,
the rain is freaking heavy lah!
dun care! chiong!
my socks, pants, shoes, shirts, even underwear all got soaked!
so more got a stupid toyota drove damn fast!
spill water all over me! like pour a basin of water right into my face!
fork!
all my notes got wet!
so sorry to treat you all so bad, dearest notes!
pls dun screw my promos!
life sux..
haha, so fun!
study with don under raja block, suddenly started to rain!
thought can get a cab easily, decide to wait for his father to come,
called 65521111, the stupid system told me the pick up point is oldham hall,
wtf! okay lor,so have to leave first so as to get a cab before the rain really get heavy.
don offered me a lift, but dun wanna trouble him,
his father dun like prc..
ran in the rain to get a cab!
what the hell!
all cabs are not available,
so ran to MRT,
thought can get a cab on the way,
meet ms low on the way,
she is so generous to provide me her umbrella..
take MRT,
Newton,
the rain is freaking heavy lah!
dun care! chiong!
my socks, pants, shoes, shirts, even underwear all got soaked!
so more got a stupid toyota drove damn fast!
spill water all over me! like pour a basin of water right into my face!
fork!
all my notes got wet!
so sorry to treat you all so bad, dearest notes!
pls dun screw my promos!
life sux..
tea session
helped me open my eyes to see the dumb people out there. i dont even know how these people became ccals man. ok lah, maybe theres too much lead in paint or the school coms emit too much radiation. maybe campaigning for the environment too much hurt his brain.
basically we r there for the tea session to see how council can help us. well and good. then i have a problem. idiot number 1 says i should do marketing keep it informal and people will help me. firstly, fuck u. u environmentalist, u shud know well and good how much packaging cost. if everything should be on relationships, then we should deconstruct council cos we can just get things done through guanxi? maybe coase theorem and keldor hicks are flawless models such that we wont need governments as long as compensation can be justified? aww man u dont take econs.
idiot number 2 even more rocker, say if we face all this problems then we should try to come up with the solution? eh fuck u. we r here so tt they can solve the problem? if we arent here to raise the problems but instead work around the problems ourselves then maybe we dunneed such a session? firstly council, the problem is here to ask for solutions n ur telling me tt i should work my way around the problem? aww fuck u. idiot number 3 totally owns, say i think councilors r hard labor? how does this matter to u? so far uv not been very constructive or useful, jus some good comic relief and fodder, u rut. basically councilors are there to serve. the moment they signed they knew they had to be up to the task. if they can go for retarded match supports paint their puny fuckfaces i dun see why they cant spend an afternoon in the blazer tt the sch furnished them with in an aircon room guiding people? idiot number 4 owned me beyond belief. she asked what ccas and ccals can do for council. i just say, fuck off.
havent been so vulgar in quite a while. but i realised tt jcheo is quite smart n not the total bugger i thot he was after nat day celeb. the councillors in my room, sengtecks prospective befrienders dance partner n some prc, wait r they both prcs, quite nice. but maybe warcraft iii and alcohol and muns make them nuts.
today fenian suaned zhenan and prcs which was quite uncalled for and distasteful considering we re not close to him n he is a teacher. good for him for making more enemies. gp lessons r as usual crap as groups do halfshit and idiots love expounding their ideas. whatever lor.
went macs for lunch
then pimped not very productive though
then it rained and i thought about life
then i came home.
basically we r there for the tea session to see how council can help us. well and good. then i have a problem. idiot number 1 says i should do marketing keep it informal and people will help me. firstly, fuck u. u environmentalist, u shud know well and good how much packaging cost. if everything should be on relationships, then we should deconstruct council cos we can just get things done through guanxi? maybe coase theorem and keldor hicks are flawless models such that we wont need governments as long as compensation can be justified? aww man u dont take econs.
idiot number 2 even more rocker, say if we face all this problems then we should try to come up with the solution? eh fuck u. we r here so tt they can solve the problem? if we arent here to raise the problems but instead work around the problems ourselves then maybe we dunneed such a session? firstly council, the problem is here to ask for solutions n ur telling me tt i should work my way around the problem? aww fuck u. idiot number 3 totally owns, say i think councilors r hard labor? how does this matter to u? so far uv not been very constructive or useful, jus some good comic relief and fodder, u rut. basically councilors are there to serve. the moment they signed they knew they had to be up to the task. if they can go for retarded match supports paint their puny fuckfaces i dun see why they cant spend an afternoon in the blazer tt the sch furnished them with in an aircon room guiding people? idiot number 4 owned me beyond belief. she asked what ccas and ccals can do for council. i just say, fuck off.
havent been so vulgar in quite a while. but i realised tt jcheo is quite smart n not the total bugger i thot he was after nat day celeb. the councillors in my room, sengtecks prospective befrienders dance partner n some prc, wait r they both prcs, quite nice. but maybe warcraft iii and alcohol and muns make them nuts.
today fenian suaned zhenan and prcs which was quite uncalled for and distasteful considering we re not close to him n he is a teacher. good for him for making more enemies. gp lessons r as usual crap as groups do halfshit and idiots love expounding their ideas. whatever lor.
went macs for lunch
then pimped not very productive though
then it rained and i thought about life
then i came home.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
GM
life sux!
pw should juz go and die!
im so motivated to do it, but juz dunno where the hell i should start!
everything in my report is like shit!
the group is really making effort to do it!
especially jordan, who edit the stupid prcish english!
why cannot the communist government juz make english as our first language?
so that i dun need to keep my mouth shut..and no one will laugh at me any more!
for those who did, f u.thx!
better watch out!
GM today is council 'rant'.
but they are only whining about the surface problems like why the room not clean, how come the box haven't done yet, why we cannot spam yahoo group?
DEH~
WADEVER!
anyway,thought must go online so can crap with god..
not online!crap!
must be hardcoring pw!
i will talk less to reduce pollution!
and will only type to make myself clear whenever necessary!
wednesday tmr!
yellow sox! :)
pw should juz go and die!
im so motivated to do it, but juz dunno where the hell i should start!
everything in my report is like shit!
the group is really making effort to do it!
especially jordan, who edit the stupid prcish english!
why cannot the communist government juz make english as our first language?
so that i dun need to keep my mouth shut..and no one will laugh at me any more!
for those who did, f u.thx!
better watch out!
GM today is council 'rant'.
but they are only whining about the surface problems like why the room not clean, how come the box haven't done yet, why we cannot spam yahoo group?
DEH~
WADEVER!
anyway,thought must go online so can crap with god..
not online!crap!
must be hardcoring pw!
i will talk less to reduce pollution!
and will only type to make myself clear whenever necessary!
wednesday tmr!
yellow sox! :)
tout est bien qui finit bien
is that how it's supposed to go?
whatever
enough said.
it's been a while since i blogged. dear loyal readership im sorry but had a drought where my brain was filled with nothing but economies of scale and all that shit. by the way i screwed up econs totally cos interpreted the qn differently. my most capable tutor would just give some lousy mark and i just wouldnt give a damn.
Dr. Pimp has been quite a failure, hardly studied and hardly paid any attentn to what i study. looks like im going to get owned by the pimps for promos? nope that wont happen. i got a phd in pimping after all man.
jia en is damn funny. damn cool guy but highly likely hes going to get aaron owned. im sure 'hairy' lah. its true but pls dun say until like she know. then go call people bitch. haha, but the girl is so small she would explode if he entered is damn good. aaron is so lucky to know such colorful people.
mentoring was seriously hardcore. basically all i thought them was how to twirl pens and spin books, and not very well. harmajeet still cant deduct 80 from 423 and harmeet cant accept that 4by8 is 32. n the cool boy just cannot accept that birds can 'talk'. argh screw it. i feel damn guilty for wasting their time and life away with an incompetent wuss like me. then again, im doing that everyday in school anyway innit? except im in their shoes listening to wusses drone on about stuff i dont give a fuck about? and its not even that im totally anti? they cant beat the system, they better get used to it, man.
interviewed alm. hardcore man! he's how nice lah. big man still so nice. so many cna appearances still can take time off to entertain a wuss like me? a lowly ekons tutor still prima donna-ing around. lol.
tomorrow is a long day. tea session. and nigg bic.
add the tourist and polyethene parts to my playlist.
whatever
enough said.
it's been a while since i blogged. dear loyal readership im sorry but had a drought where my brain was filled with nothing but economies of scale and all that shit. by the way i screwed up econs totally cos interpreted the qn differently. my most capable tutor would just give some lousy mark and i just wouldnt give a damn.
Dr. Pimp has been quite a failure, hardly studied and hardly paid any attentn to what i study. looks like im going to get owned by the pimps for promos? nope that wont happen. i got a phd in pimping after all man.
jia en is damn funny. damn cool guy but highly likely hes going to get aaron owned. im sure 'hairy' lah. its true but pls dun say until like she know. then go call people bitch. haha, but the girl is so small she would explode if he entered is damn good. aaron is so lucky to know such colorful people.
mentoring was seriously hardcore. basically all i thought them was how to twirl pens and spin books, and not very well. harmajeet still cant deduct 80 from 423 and harmeet cant accept that 4by8 is 32. n the cool boy just cannot accept that birds can 'talk'. argh screw it. i feel damn guilty for wasting their time and life away with an incompetent wuss like me. then again, im doing that everyday in school anyway innit? except im in their shoes listening to wusses drone on about stuff i dont give a fuck about? and its not even that im totally anti? they cant beat the system, they better get used to it, man.
interviewed alm. hardcore man! he's how nice lah. big man still so nice. so many cna appearances still can take time off to entertain a wuss like me? a lowly ekons tutor still prima donna-ing around. lol.
tomorrow is a long day. tea session. and nigg bic.
add the tourist and polyethene parts to my playlist.
Friday, August 17, 2007
turn around
heehee, ruijie tt was a good one. rly. didnt see that coming man, what with smsing me so that i can turn around and take the notes. its ridiculous, but the whole bus trip home i was thinking about this sponaneity and the want to do something differently.
breaking out, breaking away. doing things differently for the sake of doing things differently, treating this act as a means and an end at the same time. for a change.
change. i remember theres a quote i learned during dchans lesson, something like, the more things change the more they stay the same.
what am i talking about.
leaf from my book
disjointed thoughts. its friday after all.
quite a pleasurable pleasured trip i think.
yihengs pimping.
i should be pimping too.
id join yiheng leonard maybe aaron and whoever elses pimping on monday.
so can rape the promos. yah man.
on the topic of rape, well poh didnt rape the mishmash draft. haha. quite surprising considering how haphazardly it was done. this is proof that even screwed up people recognize good stuff. aww fuck off stop gloating.
watching ali g videos is damn screwing my life up. i like his dry witty wit. really.
and i learnt some new stuff. important messages.
like we all come from the same place.
the penani
big up yourself. keep it real.
breaking out, breaking away. doing things differently for the sake of doing things differently, treating this act as a means and an end at the same time. for a change.
change. i remember theres a quote i learned during dchans lesson, something like, the more things change the more they stay the same.
what am i talking about.
leaf from my book
disjointed thoughts. its friday after all.
quite a pleasurable pleasured trip i think.
yihengs pimping.
i should be pimping too.
id join yiheng leonard maybe aaron and whoever elses pimping on monday.
so can rape the promos. yah man.
on the topic of rape, well poh didnt rape the mishmash draft. haha. quite surprising considering how haphazardly it was done. this is proof that even screwed up people recognize good stuff. aww fuck off stop gloating.
watching ali g videos is damn screwing my life up. i like his dry witty wit. really.
and i learnt some new stuff. important messages.
like we all come from the same place.
the penani
big up yourself. keep it real.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
PIMP
once in a while, a happier post.
life seems slightly better when i didnt get raped by physics.
and some of my 4P life has been getting back to me.
play chinese chess with ben who never learns and stho.
with all the mutual suaning and samuels supremely bad advice as he attempts to get u to rape all the pieces in a weird way.
ive been listening to the Bee Gees of late. zhenans cd reignited my interest. i remember the days when all i listened to was bee gees and the beatles. limited. but twas enough then.
heehee my parents think that my percentiles suck. well, 72 percentile is for wusses, but like me they arent really bothered cos ive been messing around a hell lot.
anyway its time for a new mugging program. djhimp did work to a certain extent, but now its time for a strategizing a new paradigm for a new vista in a novus ordo mundi. aha. thats whatever crap i can think of from dilbert. its time for. drumroll please,
PIMP
Pimp (think yiheng) Inspired Mugging Program. this consists koping the gigantic table at the magazines and having an intensive inspired mugging session with the coolios of 6T. after school straightaway chiong there n own the tables then mug anything and everything. i finally understand ionic equibiyum. Im pimp-ing.
PIMP is nice. I like.
life seems slightly better when i didnt get raped by physics.
and some of my 4P life has been getting back to me.
play chinese chess with ben who never learns and stho.
with all the mutual suaning and samuels supremely bad advice as he attempts to get u to rape all the pieces in a weird way.
ive been listening to the Bee Gees of late. zhenans cd reignited my interest. i remember the days when all i listened to was bee gees and the beatles. limited. but twas enough then.
heehee my parents think that my percentiles suck. well, 72 percentile is for wusses, but like me they arent really bothered cos ive been messing around a hell lot.
anyway its time for a new mugging program. djhimp did work to a certain extent, but now its time for a strategizing a new paradigm for a new vista in a novus ordo mundi. aha. thats whatever crap i can think of from dilbert. its time for. drumroll please,
PIMP
Pimp (think yiheng) Inspired Mugging Program. this consists koping the gigantic table at the magazines and having an intensive inspired mugging session with the coolios of 6T. after school straightaway chiong there n own the tables then mug anything and everything. i finally understand ionic equibiyum. Im pimp-ing.
PIMP is nice. I like.
alright now
once in a while, a happier post.
life seems slightly better when i didnt get raped by physics.
life seems slightly better when i didnt get raped by physics.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Spam (612)
spam. the etymology of spam is supposedly from the lousy tin of meat floor mixed luncheon meat. the backronym, i dont know. spam is crap, its junk, its bullshit.
well Spam (612) is from my gmail user page. when i first saw it i thought of scaglietti 612. for those of u who dont know what is this, shame on u, u puerile imbecile.
Spam (612) best describes my life now. my life now is crap. basically southern (mispelt intentionally) smses me to say hotch (also mispelt intentionally) said no. paraphrased, hotch said, " I say NOOoo."
why no?
"I say NOOoo."
???
"I say NOOoo."
whatever lah
"I say NOOoo."
(fyi i typed every single "I say NOOoo" individually. even though theyre perfectly identical except in plane position. i laugh. hysterically. aha, ahaha.)
cos he da bossman he doesnt need to give us a reason, cos he da bossman.
cos he da bossman we hav to comply with him, cos he da bossman.
cos he da bossman we hav to send out letters of postponement to secondary schools and risk our reputation, cos he da bossman.
cos he da bossman, cos he da bossman.
im really boiling in me as caq is teetering on the brink of disaster. (please let me take this opportunity to thank ruijie for correcting the spelling that it is teetering and not tithering. i stand corrected. btw i realized my folly aas soon as i smsed him cos tithe has to do with contributing a tenth and nothing to do with totteting, even onometopoically.) just one i say no from the bossman and everything comes to nought. zero. zero. zilch. nothing. nothing at all. a no crumbles everything. a no knocks the vigor out of anything. a no, from the bossman, that is.
bossman come suck tricky dicky.-me.
"screw hotch"- mtyq.
my weak positn is crumbling. me megalomaniac me.
DOUBLE KILL! says Bossman happily as he tweedles his whiteman thumbs and have his leathershoes on his table.
so he calls hq for a supertopsecretsuperimportantchangeyourschedulenomatterthat20billionto10tothepowerofnegative1billionpeoplearewaitingtohaveeconsh1.5cosyoureconstutorsaresosuckurstudentsneedtheh1.5topass.
meeting at 2:30
cos he da bossman and he dont care.
lalala
im screwed. lets have an antiKKK. not antikythera mechanism u puerile imbecile. suck my tricky dicky and give me a chocchipcookie.
onto slightly happier stuff
the first mentoring session was relatively interesting.
the boys were interesting
scissorspapersstone...omfg...ur pregnant.
igot some girl called harmeet. she's quite nice.
though she shocked me
she cant believe that levitation is usually an illusion or witht he help of a hidden mechanism.
and she shocked me by asking me why north-north magnets repel.
i think i suck as a mentor
cos i cant really think like them and walk around in their shoes.
im no atticus finch, no gregory peck.
but id do my best so tt i dont compromise with myself and become what i hate. a sucky fucked up loser who fucks up and disillusions his student.
o yesterday we got back econs h3 essay. pls dont stop me gloating. M+ man. take that. yiheng+don+zhenan is some ownage combinatn? like other grps hardcored the essay we start writing half an hour before the lesson? then ppl were laughing at us as we set on the floor writing it, saying gg prepare to get raped by reeves? o man. cant stand our pro-ness. give the man a cookie.
argh fuck. i feel better when i say that. i really need to feel better. much much better.
well Spam (612) is from my gmail user page. when i first saw it i thought of scaglietti 612. for those of u who dont know what is this, shame on u, u puerile imbecile.
Spam (612) best describes my life now. my life now is crap. basically southern (mispelt intentionally) smses me to say hotch (also mispelt intentionally) said no. paraphrased, hotch said, " I say NOOoo."
why no?
"I say NOOoo."
???
"I say NOOoo."
whatever lah
"I say NOOoo."
(fyi i typed every single "I say NOOoo" individually. even though theyre perfectly identical except in plane position. i laugh. hysterically. aha, ahaha.)
cos he da bossman he doesnt need to give us a reason, cos he da bossman.
cos he da bossman we hav to comply with him, cos he da bossman.
cos he da bossman we hav to send out letters of postponement to secondary schools and risk our reputation, cos he da bossman.
cos he da bossman, cos he da bossman.
im really boiling in me as caq is teetering on the brink of disaster. (please let me take this opportunity to thank ruijie for correcting the spelling that it is teetering and not tithering. i stand corrected. btw i realized my folly aas soon as i smsed him cos tithe has to do with contributing a tenth and nothing to do with totteting, even onometopoically.) just one i say no from the bossman and everything comes to nought. zero. zero. zilch. nothing. nothing at all. a no crumbles everything. a no knocks the vigor out of anything. a no, from the bossman, that is.
bossman come suck tricky dicky.-me.
"screw hotch"- mtyq.
my weak positn is crumbling. me megalomaniac me.
DOUBLE KILL! says Bossman happily as he tweedles his whiteman thumbs and have his leathershoes on his table.
so he calls hq for a supertopsecretsuperimportantchangeyourschedulenomatterthat20billionto10tothepowerofnegative1billionpeoplearewaitingtohaveeconsh1.5cosyoureconstutorsaresosuckurstudentsneedtheh1.5topass.
meeting at 2:30
cos he da bossman and he dont care.
lalala
im screwed. lets have an antiKKK. not antikythera mechanism u puerile imbecile. suck my tricky dicky and give me a chocchipcookie.
onto slightly happier stuff
the first mentoring session was relatively interesting.
the boys were interesting
scissorspapersstone...omfg...ur pregnant.
igot some girl called harmeet. she's quite nice.
though she shocked me
she cant believe that levitation is usually an illusion or witht he help of a hidden mechanism.
and she shocked me by asking me why north-north magnets repel.
i think i suck as a mentor
cos i cant really think like them and walk around in their shoes.
im no atticus finch, no gregory peck.
but id do my best so tt i dont compromise with myself and become what i hate. a sucky fucked up loser who fucks up and disillusions his student.
o yesterday we got back econs h3 essay. pls dont stop me gloating. M+ man. take that. yiheng+don+zhenan is some ownage combinatn? like other grps hardcored the essay we start writing half an hour before the lesson? then ppl were laughing at us as we set on the floor writing it, saying gg prepare to get raped by reeves? o man. cant stand our pro-ness. give the man a cookie.
argh fuck. i feel better when i say that. i really need to feel better. much much better.
Monday, August 13, 2007
goodbye
went to aar's grandpa's wake.
first time i attended a funeral in Singapore.
to my surprise, the family are not sad at all.
but i still felt a bit upset, when i see the peaceful old man for the first and last time.
maybe got affected on the way to the funeral.
not only the funeral which upset me as according to arr its more like a party atmosphere.
but got abondoned again on the way.
not piss, but rather disappointed.
kenndy was so nice to ask his father send me back to hostel.
so i saved all the trouble and money.
thanks alot.
maybe my appreciation may never really pay back, but im really grateful.
there are always nice people around.
so open your eyes..
sometimes, they may just come to you like an angel, bring u happiness.
sweet dream.
first time i attended a funeral in Singapore.
to my surprise, the family are not sad at all.
but i still felt a bit upset, when i see the peaceful old man for the first and last time.
maybe got affected on the way to the funeral.
not only the funeral which upset me as according to arr its more like a party atmosphere.
but got abondoned again on the way.
not piss, but rather disappointed.
kenndy was so nice to ask his father send me back to hostel.
so i saved all the trouble and money.
thanks alot.
maybe my appreciation may never really pay back, but im really grateful.
there are always nice people around.
so open your eyes..
sometimes, they may just come to you like an angel, bring u happiness.
sweet dream.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Cheese in His Burger...
... and he sues macs for 10million. o m fg.
Like Borat, "Im going to America!"
nope not to conquer pam andersons vazhin
but to sue everybody
yea. haha
sue colorado cos it looks too much like wyoming
sue sue sue
yea thats what im gonna do
im gonna sue sue sue
yes im gonna sue
i'll sue u if u even look at me funny.
and i willl be RICH,
rich beyong compare.
argh fuck
im losing control.
thanks pw
thanks caq
btw all those who caught the virus, haha suckers!
Like Borat, "Im going to America!"
nope not to conquer pam andersons vazhin
but to sue everybody
yea. haha
sue colorado cos it looks too much like wyoming
sue sue sue
yea thats what im gonna do
im gonna sue sue sue
yes im gonna sue
i'll sue u if u even look at me funny.
and i willl be RICH,
rich beyong compare.
argh fuck
im losing control.
thanks pw
thanks caq
btw all those who caught the virus, haha suckers!
Saturday, August 11, 2007
immoral geniuses are worse than immoral retards
i had a good laugh. people are getting better and better at making this kinda comments. goodstuffs.
pw is getting on my nerves
caq has gotten on my nerves already
argh
life sucks.
cant even grab it by its balls.
pw is getting on my nerves
caq has gotten on my nerves already
argh
life sucks.
cant even grab it by its balls.
Thursday, August 9, 2007
National Day
today is national day.
like whatever lor.
reality check boys!
caq t3w9
written report due t4w1. real deal not draft
promos t4w3. remember to get B for your H3 sub.
from the look of things
no deans list for me
need a fucking lot of effort
to even get all Bs and above.
especially for econs.
when the world shines like its drunk on wine
u know
something is wrong with you.
fuck.
like whatever lor.
reality check boys!
caq t3w9
written report due t4w1. real deal not draft
promos t4w3. remember to get B for your H3 sub.
from the look of things
no deans list for me
need a fucking lot of effort
to even get all Bs and above.
especially for econs.
when the world shines like its drunk on wine
u know
something is wrong with you.
fuck.
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
things that jon tickle's body can't do
what was i supposed to say?
o. im damn high from finishing chapt 3
heh. i forgot.
argh fk
purple haze all in my brain
lol
the song clouds out my thoughts
even though i still got a lof ot shit to do
im slacking my dick off screwing around
surfing and jerking
lol
dun worry, all mtmt will be p&c
i wont reveal who ur crushes are lol
o. im damn high from finishing chapt 3
heh. i forgot.
argh fk
purple haze all in my brain
lol
the song clouds out my thoughts
even though i still got a lof ot shit to do
im slacking my dick off screwing around
surfing and jerking
lol
dun worry, all mtmt will be p&c
i wont reveal who ur crushes are lol
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
birthday cake
a birthday without a cake.
maybe im too old.
but i knew it on the day i noe i hav to do nat day duty.
though the day is exhausting and long,
there is still sth to highlight
1. first thing is the sms i received last night right at 0000.
6 sms wishing me happy birthday.
2. first thing this morning, receive a giant big pink present from lc.
havn't opened yet
3. received numerous sms from council, friends in other jc, shooting seniors,
4. the whole council sang birthday song for me
5. a group random ppl wish me happy birthday when i was on duty in canteen
6. received a giant box of presents from class prc scholars
got cards also..damn freaking touched considering im not close to them at all, but rather more close to don and aar.
7. got received a pink balloon from wq and xinjin!
to all the ppl aboved,
thank you very much!!!
you all make my life brilliant!
and today i talked to mila,
say im sorry that i always laugh when i see her..
she is quite nice, wave to me after that when i see her in the corridor.
anyway,
my birthday gonna passed in 1 hr time.
i know who i should appreciate more.
gd night.
maybe im too old.
but i knew it on the day i noe i hav to do nat day duty.
though the day is exhausting and long,
there is still sth to highlight
1. first thing is the sms i received last night right at 0000.
6 sms wishing me happy birthday.
2. first thing this morning, receive a giant big pink present from lc.
havn't opened yet
3. received numerous sms from council, friends in other jc, shooting seniors,
4. the whole council sang birthday song for me
5. a group random ppl wish me happy birthday when i was on duty in canteen
6. received a giant box of presents from class prc scholars
got cards also..damn freaking touched considering im not close to them at all, but rather more close to don and aar.
7. got received a pink balloon from wq and xinjin!
to all the ppl aboved,
thank you very much!!!
you all make my life brilliant!
and today i talked to mila,
say im sorry that i always laugh when i see her..
she is quite nice, wave to me after that when i see her in the corridor.
anyway,
my birthday gonna passed in 1 hr time.
i know who i should appreciate more.
gd night.
happybirthdayzhenan
sososorry didnt get you a present.
today, like yesterday and the day before, were all crappy days.
got guailaned by an econs teacher during lecture, but heck i forgive her.
seriously im damn suay this few weeks, first the loser jeffrey then this loser dunno whats her name. walau we werent even talking? and can she please go find out what the fuck is the meaning of externality before trying to act smart? i really hope that hq can get his moe teaching scholarship, come back, fasttrack become vprjc and fire these losers. like what he say, these people have ruined how many aspiring economists with their utter inaptitude in teaching and marking? i totally agree with him that almost the whole econs dept should be fired. surely there are more talented individuals out there. if there really arent, i think we would be better off at home reading sloman and dornbusch and fisch.
id like to forgive them. well, if everyone in society is talented, we would have a hard time. we have it good not because we are good or brilliant, but we are better and more brilliant in relation to these losers. we should not only not abuse them, but be charitable to them. thanks to them we get the upperhand. thanks to them we can be financially better off. when u grow up and pay your income taxes, dont do so grudgingly, think of it as coopting them for allowing you to be rich, relative to them.
pw as usual was crap. just talked cock with her, ask her stupid questions so she wont so guailan. as in, if u keep asking her qns n keep nodding ur head no matter how ridiculous she is, somehow at the next submission she goes easy on u. she wont rape it. at least not in red.
played cchess today, in ages. played against like n i won! yay i pwnzzorzorz a prczorz scholarzorz. maybe he didnt have the concept that cchess is about protecting the king n not everyone is equal. heh. owned wq, but if lose to her should just tok.
met stho. we play cchess and i kena rape. he juz kept on raping all the pieces he could rape, greedy lecher.
then i played ben! n i won! yay! i owned ben! somehow it goes in circles. stho beats me, i beat ben, ben beats shenghao n shenghao beats stho. extended scissors papers stone chain.
reminisced the good old days. 4p is forever gone, a part of my memory. things have changed.
then walked around the booths n got stho to reveal his crushes. if u belong to rjge and happen to know who is in the exco n is a girl please put her name on the tagboard for posterity. thanks.
prometheum was quite lousy. fk. i dont care that i look like a wuss or a prc, samething, or i look like im going to kill someone. it wasnt exactly good. but talking to hq was damn lot of fun, he got lotsa comments and insights on a whole plethora of issues, especially bitching about school and how he thinks that the dances in school are softcore pornography. in the first place most of the dancers are as flat front and back, theres no diff.
and im going to be part of the tradition of excellence where i fail napfa n fail to get a gf. o man. jc life looks miserable.
talked cock with juanhe. that was fun.
the program was quite crappy. the singing mostly sucked. but the mr n miss sgp were quite fun i suppose.
looong weekend
gotta do
PW
PW
PW
CAQ
HQRCM
yea
and mug if i can.
today, like yesterday and the day before, were all crappy days.
got guailaned by an econs teacher during lecture, but heck i forgive her.
seriously im damn suay this few weeks, first the loser jeffrey then this loser dunno whats her name. walau we werent even talking? and can she please go find out what the fuck is the meaning of externality before trying to act smart? i really hope that hq can get his moe teaching scholarship, come back, fasttrack become vprjc and fire these losers. like what he say, these people have ruined how many aspiring economists with their utter inaptitude in teaching and marking? i totally agree with him that almost the whole econs dept should be fired. surely there are more talented individuals out there. if there really arent, i think we would be better off at home reading sloman and dornbusch and fisch.
id like to forgive them. well, if everyone in society is talented, we would have a hard time. we have it good not because we are good or brilliant, but we are better and more brilliant in relation to these losers. we should not only not abuse them, but be charitable to them. thanks to them we get the upperhand. thanks to them we can be financially better off. when u grow up and pay your income taxes, dont do so grudgingly, think of it as coopting them for allowing you to be rich, relative to them.
pw as usual was crap. just talked cock with her, ask her stupid questions so she wont so guailan. as in, if u keep asking her qns n keep nodding ur head no matter how ridiculous she is, somehow at the next submission she goes easy on u. she wont rape it. at least not in red.
played cchess today, in ages. played against like n i won! yay i pwnzzorzorz a prczorz scholarzorz. maybe he didnt have the concept that cchess is about protecting the king n not everyone is equal. heh. owned wq, but if lose to her should just tok.
met stho. we play cchess and i kena rape. he juz kept on raping all the pieces he could rape, greedy lecher.
then i played ben! n i won! yay! i owned ben! somehow it goes in circles. stho beats me, i beat ben, ben beats shenghao n shenghao beats stho. extended scissors papers stone chain.
reminisced the good old days. 4p is forever gone, a part of my memory. things have changed.
then walked around the booths n got stho to reveal his crushes. if u belong to rjge and happen to know who is in the exco n is a girl please put her name on the tagboard for posterity. thanks.
prometheum was quite lousy. fk. i dont care that i look like a wuss or a prc, samething, or i look like im going to kill someone. it wasnt exactly good. but talking to hq was damn lot of fun, he got lotsa comments and insights on a whole plethora of issues, especially bitching about school and how he thinks that the dances in school are softcore pornography. in the first place most of the dancers are as flat front and back, theres no diff.
and im going to be part of the tradition of excellence where i fail napfa n fail to get a gf. o man. jc life looks miserable.
talked cock with juanhe. that was fun.
the program was quite crappy. the singing mostly sucked. but the mr n miss sgp were quite fun i suppose.
looong weekend
gotta do
PW
PW
PW
CAQ
HQRCM
yea
and mug if i can.
Sunday, August 5, 2007
breadtalk- bread talk
juz came back with a lot of bread from breadtalk..
remember got one econs teacher say tt if u say the bread from breadtalk is healthy,u gonna be kidding..
but im juz so obssessed to go into the outlet and buy and kill myself with the high sugar level.
life sux as usual..
feel disgusted reading the post before this..
and checked out the meanig of orgasm, which i had when i opened my file on friday!
deh~
got econs h3 essay to write,wtf.
i dun think reeves can understand wad i am trying to say..
maybe then he will give me a high grade as he may think that the essay that he doesn't understand must be an insightful and high-starndard essay,as our pw teacher always did.
yesterday got scholarship day,
which basically tells me that there s no scholarship for me except i serve NS..
cunning government..ok lor..i dun wanna die on the battle field..im a wuss.
painted banner..aar got help a lot..
don got help also as he kept nagging us to finish fast so that he can go home and mug..
thanks to him,we became more efficient.
but this morning,the stupid councillor called me and told me that they have painted the RAFFLESIANS!
waiting for me to say thank you and great job!
FUCK YOU lah,its not supposed to be rafflesians any more!
weren't you there yesterday when we changed plan?
pissed me off totally..
its not only my effort,ok?u bastards!
my dearest friends also!!!!
AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!
anyway,
i finished harry potter..
remember got one econs teacher say tt if u say the bread from breadtalk is healthy,u gonna be kidding..
but im juz so obssessed to go into the outlet and buy and kill myself with the high sugar level.
life sux as usual..
feel disgusted reading the post before this..
and checked out the meanig of orgasm, which i had when i opened my file on friday!
deh~
got econs h3 essay to write,wtf.
i dun think reeves can understand wad i am trying to say..
maybe then he will give me a high grade as he may think that the essay that he doesn't understand must be an insightful and high-starndard essay,as our pw teacher always did.
yesterday got scholarship day,
which basically tells me that there s no scholarship for me except i serve NS..
cunning government..ok lor..i dun wanna die on the battle field..im a wuss.
painted banner..aar got help a lot..
don got help also as he kept nagging us to finish fast so that he can go home and mug..
thanks to him,we became more efficient.
but this morning,the stupid councillor called me and told me that they have painted the RAFFLESIANS!
waiting for me to say thank you and great job!
FUCK YOU lah,its not supposed to be rafflesians any more!
weren't you there yesterday when we changed plan?
pissed me off totally..
its not only my effort,ok?u bastards!
my dearest friends also!!!!
AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!
anyway,
i finished harry potter..
donnation
Last night, I lay my head upon my pillow,
But stayed up late, to masturbate.
Last night, I lay myself upon my bed, but
I stayed awake, for pleasure's sake.
You should see me working on the short strokes,
It's really grand, I use my hand;
You should see me working on the long strokes,
It's really neat, I use my feet.
Smash it! Bash it! Pound it on the floor!
Smite it! Bite it! Ram it through the door!
Oh, it's so neat to beat your meat while sitting on the toilet seat,
Isn't life divine,
Isn't life so divine.
But stayed up late, to masturbate.
Last night, I lay myself upon my bed, but
I stayed awake, for pleasure's sake.
You should see me working on the short strokes,
It's really grand, I use my hand;
You should see me working on the long strokes,
It's really neat, I use my feet.
Smash it! Bash it! Pound it on the floor!
Smite it! Bite it! Ram it through the door!
Oh, it's so neat to beat your meat while sitting on the toilet seat,
Isn't life divine,
Isn't life so divine.
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
moonchild
whats the fuss about them, them people who preach
let them martyr
no one forced them to go
they went in contravention of warnings by their governments. their defiance and arrogance when they took the photo in front of the travel warning, it disgusts me. they were haughty, let them be haughty.
well they went to help.
they went to convert
nothing wrong with that, salvation of the soul, nothing wrong. but what intentions. well i hear they go to bring glory not to their god, not to bring people into the fold, but for their mission. their mission which face stiff competition in skorea. attract members. good for the coffers. good for the chances in the clouds.
they knew the risk they ran the risk
let them martyr
just let them
ive only got on 1 deans list.
f
let them martyr
no one forced them to go
they went in contravention of warnings by their governments. their defiance and arrogance when they took the photo in front of the travel warning, it disgusts me. they were haughty, let them be haughty.
well they went to help.
they went to convert
nothing wrong with that, salvation of the soul, nothing wrong. but what intentions. well i hear they go to bring glory not to their god, not to bring people into the fold, but for their mission. their mission which face stiff competition in skorea. attract members. good for the coffers. good for the chances in the clouds.
they knew the risk they ran the risk
let them martyr
just let them
ive only got on 1 deans list.
f
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