i am kinda screwed. the bio paper is 9 hrs 45 mins away and i havent done any revision today. AND i'm pretty sure i've forgotten everything i haf already studied >.< sigh.
oh yes my guitar string snapped!! the high e string. i took out the rest. now theres one less distraction. one down, many many to go... sigh.
wad the fuck am i doin?? fuck. i shld be studyin bio, the subject i can go suck cock with. its like, wad the hell. i'm so fucking screwed. ugh. couple that with falling asleep in class. best.
i rule.
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
girl on the mrt
sigh. i'm really sad.
ok so i shall start from the beginning. i was on my way back from toa payoh, after my cai pai. it was 6+, on the 1 of oct. i stepped into cabin 18 (accordin to toa payoh numbering). i then walked over and leaned against the pole right at the centre. picture this. u walk in. turn right. the seat on your left in front of you, nearest to the door. there.
there she sat.
and damn was she pretty.
ok i've said this many times actually. she isnt wad you'd conventionally call pretty/chio/hot. i dunno. maybe and probably its jus me. point is she struck me, kind of. and its like, i was wearing a cap, blasting my ipod in my ear. irrelevant facts actually. point is, she jus sat there, playing with her phone (i seriously don tink she smsed).
so she was roughly our age, give or take one year. not very tall, judging from her sitting height ie how tall she was sitting down. she was wearing a apir of adidas (!!) shoes with pink (!!) stripes. yellow socks. short brownish skirt, the pleated kind if dats wad its called. she as wearing a black top, with like a jacket thing on top. i cant really rmb wad the jacket thing looked like, except that it covered her arms till abit past her elbows. she had on this pair of really cool/nice specs. it was the half frame kind, maroon-brown, moderate thickness. and she had her hair tied back in a ponytail. i guess her hair is about shoulder length, maybe abit longer.
she was relatively slim, not anorexic. she had damn fine arms and legs. nice tan, proportionate. she had rather nice hands. if i rmb correctly, she had pretty lips. rather small, not poutish but not too straight either. and she had ncie eyes. yes. judging from what i could see at least. and she had a nice bag too. brown-grey, with some pattern on it which i tink is pretty nice. and it was a shoulder bag ^^.
so.
what now?
ok so i shall start from the beginning. i was on my way back from toa payoh, after my cai pai. it was 6+, on the 1 of oct. i stepped into cabin 18 (accordin to toa payoh numbering). i then walked over and leaned against the pole right at the centre. picture this. u walk in. turn right. the seat on your left in front of you, nearest to the door. there.
there she sat.
and damn was she pretty.
ok i've said this many times actually. she isnt wad you'd conventionally call pretty/chio/hot. i dunno. maybe and probably its jus me. point is she struck me, kind of. and its like, i was wearing a cap, blasting my ipod in my ear. irrelevant facts actually. point is, she jus sat there, playing with her phone (i seriously don tink she smsed).
so she was roughly our age, give or take one year. not very tall, judging from her sitting height ie how tall she was sitting down. she was wearing a apir of adidas (!!) shoes with pink (!!) stripes. yellow socks. short brownish skirt, the pleated kind if dats wad its called. she as wearing a black top, with like a jacket thing on top. i cant really rmb wad the jacket thing looked like, except that it covered her arms till abit past her elbows. she had on this pair of really cool/nice specs. it was the half frame kind, maroon-brown, moderate thickness. and she had her hair tied back in a ponytail. i guess her hair is about shoulder length, maybe abit longer.
she was relatively slim, not anorexic. she had damn fine arms and legs. nice tan, proportionate. she had rather nice hands. if i rmb correctly, she had pretty lips. rather small, not poutish but not too straight either. and she had ncie eyes. yes. judging from what i could see at least. and she had a nice bag too. brown-grey, with some pattern on it which i tink is pretty nice. and it was a shoulder bag ^^.
so.
what now?
Monday, October 03, 2005
when you haf an exam tomorrow but don really give a fuck
as u can tell by the title, i am very much wasting time. which is good. ok. i shall rip the thingy of wilbur's blog. haha. its...interesting.
The rules:
1. Write something about people you know.
2. You CANNOT say who they are.
3. If someone asks which is about them, you CANNOT tell. This also applies to people asking about who other people are.
4. Some may be a bit the obvious (that's the idea), but don't try to guess less you get it wrong.
5. The good thing is, you all may take whichever one you think refers to you, and post it on your blogs, but i won't tell you whether you're correct or wrong.
6. Clue: None.
7. You cannot ask me anything I don't want to answer.
ok here goes.
1. where do i start? we go back quite a long way. its been almost 5 yrs now. haiz. the times, the times... you've been a great friend, and i know you always will be. so many promises haf been made. lets jus hope we will follow through on them. smile yeah? and pls do take care...
2. yo bro. wattup? haha. oh well wad can i say? 1. you're gay. 2. you're a bleedin fag 3. you're a pal. i tink. we've had alot of fun times. memorable really. and i hope it'll be this good forever. (yay i'm quoting everlong. lol) brush up on ure guit and we can go jam! and honestly, jd sucks core.
3. hi tai tai. i haf to say you are fast. not like runnin or anythin (duh) but u noe... go through..stuff fast. haha. maybe its true. u do wan to beat your sis? maybe, jus maybe.
4. hm. fire boy. hows things? esp with, u noe... one month? we'll see... haha. u noe, having u around is useful. we could use u for "stuff". haha. i dunno wad to say. you shld maybe be less gay with ure boyfriend? and be more accepting of "her"? haha.
5. yo black. (and here i haf to admit wilbur's one was motherfuckin hilarious) wattup man. you shld be mroe open u noe. i mean, come on no one goes through a yr, at this age summore, and can say you never liked anyone rite? haha. and don let ureself be bullied so much eh. yeah.
6. hm. mr don give a fuck. interesting person u are. come on man. some things call for commitment. don last minute always pang seh can... ugh. and u owe me a guit. and a jammin session.
7. its kinda strange. we can actually talk now. but i must say you've changed alot since the start of the year. and for the better too. maybe dats why he... uh nvm. lets not go there shall we? haha. but yeah. its a good thing i guess. although it'll be alot better if u'd stop usin markers so much >.<
8. hm. i personally feel dat you're fine to talk to. however, there is a serious problem, where around certain people, and i shant say who, you become someone else almost. its really like two different peoples. or maybe they jus bring out the other side in you. which is not good. and don live in denial.
9. hm. the above very much applies also. you two are very much alike in that way. but you. man... work a little bit harder, and you won haf to worry so much. and control ureself.
10. sigh. you're so different from the guy i knew last year. good? bad? i would hardly know. we don really tok now, but i wish you all the best. and with her too!
11. its strange. i'm actually kinda surprised you havent jus put this all behind you. i mean, wads the point of asking for forgiveness? does it really matter? we both haf more impt things to deal with. i know. i wont ask you to change, jus as much as you wont ask me to. keep it like that. theres no need for anything more.
12. ok i shall cheat abit. hey you two!! haha. thanks alot for the bible. its very much appreciated. and i understand your desire for me to see as you do. but sorry to say i'm still very much a non-believer. now at least. will it change? who knows? haha. thanks alot again.
13. bitches never do come harder den you do they?
14. the kind of relatioship we have is really strange. its maybe again the issue of the environment. and for you its drastic. but with them aside, hell its fun. don keep dwelling on the past yeah? things here arent really that bad u noe...
The rules:
1. Write something about people you know.
2. You CANNOT say who they are.
3. If someone asks which is about them, you CANNOT tell. This also applies to people asking about who other people are.
4. Some may be a bit the obvious (that's the idea), but don't try to guess less you get it wrong.
5. The good thing is, you all may take whichever one you think refers to you, and post it on your blogs, but i won't tell you whether you're correct or wrong.
6. Clue: None.
7. You cannot ask me anything I don't want to answer.
ok here goes.
1. where do i start? we go back quite a long way. its been almost 5 yrs now. haiz. the times, the times... you've been a great friend, and i know you always will be. so many promises haf been made. lets jus hope we will follow through on them. smile yeah? and pls do take care...
2. yo bro. wattup? haha. oh well wad can i say? 1. you're gay. 2. you're a bleedin fag 3. you're a pal. i tink. we've had alot of fun times. memorable really. and i hope it'll be this good forever. (yay i'm quoting everlong. lol) brush up on ure guit and we can go jam! and honestly, jd sucks core.
3. hi tai tai. i haf to say you are fast. not like runnin or anythin (duh) but u noe... go through..stuff fast. haha. maybe its true. u do wan to beat your sis? maybe, jus maybe.
4. hm. fire boy. hows things? esp with, u noe... one month? we'll see... haha. u noe, having u around is useful. we could use u for "stuff". haha. i dunno wad to say. you shld maybe be less gay with ure boyfriend? and be more accepting of "her"? haha.
5. yo black. (and here i haf to admit wilbur's one was motherfuckin hilarious) wattup man. you shld be mroe open u noe. i mean, come on no one goes through a yr, at this age summore, and can say you never liked anyone rite? haha. and don let ureself be bullied so much eh. yeah.
6. hm. mr don give a fuck. interesting person u are. come on man. some things call for commitment. don last minute always pang seh can... ugh. and u owe me a guit. and a jammin session.
7. its kinda strange. we can actually talk now. but i must say you've changed alot since the start of the year. and for the better too. maybe dats why he... uh nvm. lets not go there shall we? haha. but yeah. its a good thing i guess. although it'll be alot better if u'd stop usin markers so much >.<
8. hm. i personally feel dat you're fine to talk to. however, there is a serious problem, where around certain people, and i shant say who, you become someone else almost. its really like two different peoples. or maybe they jus bring out the other side in you. which is not good. and don live in denial.
9. hm. the above very much applies also. you two are very much alike in that way. but you. man... work a little bit harder, and you won haf to worry so much. and control ureself.
10. sigh. you're so different from the guy i knew last year. good? bad? i would hardly know. we don really tok now, but i wish you all the best. and with her too!
11. its strange. i'm actually kinda surprised you havent jus put this all behind you. i mean, wads the point of asking for forgiveness? does it really matter? we both haf more impt things to deal with. i know. i wont ask you to change, jus as much as you wont ask me to. keep it like that. theres no need for anything more.
12. ok i shall cheat abit. hey you two!! haha. thanks alot for the bible. its very much appreciated. and i understand your desire for me to see as you do. but sorry to say i'm still very much a non-believer. now at least. will it change? who knows? haha. thanks alot again.
13. bitches never do come harder den you do they?
14. the kind of relatioship we have is really strange. its maybe again the issue of the environment. and for you its drastic. but with them aside, hell its fun. don keep dwelling on the past yeah? things here arent really that bad u noe...
Sunday, September 25, 2005
today is a good day
is nice jus an excuse?
i dunno.
maybe people say that so they don have to explain.
or maybe they don want to face it.
come on...
i seriously doubt jus cos a perosn is nice is reason enough to like him/her.
there must be other reasons.
haha.
i'm confused.
dont you worry.
i'll be back for you.
it'll only be a matter of time.
cos i'm out to get you.
muhaha.
so is she pretty (nice)?
i dunno.
maybe people say that so they don have to explain.
or maybe they don want to face it.
come on...
i seriously doubt jus cos a perosn is nice is reason enough to like him/her.
there must be other reasons.
haha.
i'm confused.
dont you worry.
i'll be back for you.
it'll only be a matter of time.
cos i'm out to get you.
muhaha.
so is she pretty (nice)?
Saturday, September 24, 2005
roflmfao
arrogant selfish brat.
how lovely.
one day,
just waiting for that time.
and when it comes,
i couldnt be any happier.
its lovely,
to must see you again.
lovelier,
if i do never wake up.
how lovely.
one day,
just waiting for that time.
and when it comes,
i couldnt be any happier.
its lovely,
to must see you again.
lovelier,
if i do never wake up.
Friday, September 23, 2005
on the road of self-rediscovery
"what is my biggest flaw?"
those who wish/have an answer to the above question, pls email me at desmondchan11@hotmail.com. i'd be very glad to hear from. thank you. and yes even if u don like me, i would actually really like to hear from you.
those who wish/have an answer to the above question, pls email me at desmondchan11@hotmail.com. i'd be very glad to hear from. thank you. and yes even if u don like me, i would actually really like to hear from you.
talkin to her on the phone
i hate secrets.
really.
but i have so many.
and i know quite a fair bit too...
ugh.
the thing about secrets,
it binds you.
it controls you.
it gives others power over you.
control.
and i hate that.
u can say i'm ego or wad,
but i've never been the most sharing person in the world, bar one.
but that has changed alot.
and i really thinks its takin too much.
i've made my first step.
lets see if i can keep it up.
or not.
how i wish, wish you were here...
really.
but i have so many.
and i know quite a fair bit too...
ugh.
the thing about secrets,
it binds you.
it controls you.
it gives others power over you.
control.
and i hate that.
u can say i'm ego or wad,
but i've never been the most sharing person in the world, bar one.
but that has changed alot.
and i really thinks its takin too much.
i've made my first step.
lets see if i can keep it up.
or not.
how i wish, wish you were here...
Thursday, September 22, 2005
times like these
watching people is very fun.
ok so i come up with crazy thoughts,
but dont we all?
thats where the fun is isnt it?
and come on.
if u noe the truth,
nothing others say will change it.
(and no i shant go on about how the pomo man believes there is no truth etc).
haf fun while you can.
nb. people should stop living in denial.
ok so i come up with crazy thoughts,
but dont we all?
thats where the fun is isnt it?
and come on.
if u noe the truth,
nothing others say will change it.
(and no i shant go on about how the pomo man believes there is no truth etc).
haf fun while you can.
nb. people should stop living in denial.
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
music, makes the people, come together..
i realise that there are always song that reflect exactly how u feel.
Broken Wings - Alter Bridge
Fight the fight alone
When the world is full of victims
Dims a fading light
in our souls
Leave the peace alone
Now we all are slowly changing
Dims a fading light
in our souls
In my opinion seeing is to know
The things we hold are always first to go
And who's to say we won't end up alone
On broken wings I'm falling
and it won't be long
The skin on me is burning
by the fires of the sun
On skinned knees I'm bleeding
and it won't be long
I've got to find that meaning
and I'll search for so long
Cry ourselves to sleep
We will sleep alone forever
Will you lay me down
in the same place with all I love
Mend the broken homes
Care for them
they are our brothers
Save the fading light in our souls
In my opinion seeing is to know
What you give will always carry you
And who's to say we won't survive it too
On broken wings I'm falling
and it won't be long
The skin on me is burning
by the fires of the sun
On skinned knees I'm bleeding
and it won't be long
I've got to find that meaning
and I'll search for so long
Set a free all
Relying on their will
to make me all that I am
and all that I'll be
Set a free all
Will fall between the cracks
with memories of all that I am
and all that I'll be
On broken wings I'm falling
and it won't be long
The skin on me is burning
by the fires of the sun
On skinned knees I'm bleeding
and it won't be long
I've got to find that meaning
and I'll search for so long
Broken Wings - Alter Bridge
Fight the fight alone
When the world is full of victims
Dims a fading light
in our souls
Leave the peace alone
Now we all are slowly changing
Dims a fading light
in our souls
In my opinion seeing is to know
The things we hold are always first to go
And who's to say we won't end up alone
On broken wings I'm falling
and it won't be long
The skin on me is burning
by the fires of the sun
On skinned knees I'm bleeding
and it won't be long
I've got to find that meaning
and I'll search for so long
Cry ourselves to sleep
We will sleep alone forever
Will you lay me down
in the same place with all I love
Mend the broken homes
Care for them
they are our brothers
Save the fading light in our souls
In my opinion seeing is to know
What you give will always carry you
And who's to say we won't survive it too
On broken wings I'm falling
and it won't be long
The skin on me is burning
by the fires of the sun
On skinned knees I'm bleeding
and it won't be long
I've got to find that meaning
and I'll search for so long
Set a free all
Relying on their will
to make me all that I am
and all that I'll be
Set a free all
Will fall between the cracks
with memories of all that I am
and all that I'll be
On broken wings I'm falling
and it won't be long
The skin on me is burning
by the fires of the sun
On skinned knees I'm bleeding
and it won't be long
I've got to find that meaning
and I'll search for so long
all i ever wanted
i like lessons.
any lesson.
cos at least there is some peace.
i need to read my bible in peace.
and no i'm NOT converting.
nb. people should learn to shut up.
any lesson.
cos at least there is some peace.
i need to read my bible in peace.
and no i'm NOT converting.
nb. people should learn to shut up.
Thursday, September 15, 2005
crumbling empire of infatuation
i turn around,
upside down,
turna turna turna turna turn around.
but all that i can see,
is just a lemon tree...
words of wisdom indeed.
for thats wad its like now.
and how it shall be.
find peace.
that is my objective,
one of my greatest desires.
nah i don give a fuck about wad nobel peace prize or what shit.
fuck world peace.
i don care.
i'm looking for something else.
my peace.
selfish? maybe.
self-centred? yes. 100%.
why?
cos its my life,
its my resposibility,
for my actions determine who i am,
and who i become.
and one of the most important things to me,
is the ability to find peace.
withint myself.
and yet its so hard.
finding peace.
maybe dats wad yoga is for.
but is it really about meditation?
of course not.
"peace. its does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble or hard work. it means to be in the midst of all those things and still be calm in your heart." -unknown
those words can be no truer.
and my failure no bigger.
that is my goal.
to find the calm within,
and sadly, its not happening.
its a dangerous little game we all play.
with each other.
especially in the 2 years in vs,
i've seen quite abit of shit.
tolerence issues,
conflicts of every kind,
and i've learnt one thing.
if one is to find peace,
one must know turmoil.
one must face the problems.
and only then can one find true calm.
den i qn myself.
haf i done that?
face up to my problems,
tackle my issues head on.
have i?
i'm not sure.
i cant say i havent,
btu then again i cant really say i am.
its like climbing a wall.
i'm climbing,
yet i don noe if i want to go over.
its really doesnt help with the kind of people i have around.
really.
after awhile it gets frustrating.
i'm beyond irritation.
its part of me now (sadly. an issue i have to address).
its a whole new level.
well kind of.
considering things don change,
how its the same thing repeated over and over again.
much like a broken record.
nb: is it me or am i surrounded by broken records? maybe i've walked into the wrong shop.
i'm sicked of it.
and sadly its always the same fuckin people.
the same fucking table.
the same fucking voices,
saying the same fucking things.
the best part is,
what they say,
its all meaningless banter.
"oh my god!!"
"really??"
"goodness!"
"hurhurhurhurhur"
"aiyaaaa..."
"don liiidaaat laaahhh..."
"you're so fat."
"you're ugly"
words that have absolutely no meaning at all.
well my point is that all these is really wearing down the patience i've tried so hard to build over the years.
i know my limits.
and i know they werent as they were last year.
maybe its the people.
or the school.
i dont know.
i'm not trying to make excuses,
cos i know alot of it eventually boils down to me.
i'm living in a past.
or actually i'm trying to recreate the past.
trying to find what i found,
even though i know its already all gone.
things here arent the same.
people are immensely different.
you get a whole new spectrum of things.
pms, bgr, scandals etc...
i tink its hard to say i've not moved on,
but i guess i have yet to let go.
yet to allow the past to be my past.
as much as i try to make it my present,
i know it won't happen.
i guess one leads to another.
to find the peace i so desire,
i must learn to let go.
well actually its more like learn to accept,
that it won be like before.
it cannot be.
i cannot be.
for things have changed me.
i've become a much different person than before.
much.
i have to clarify.
its not that i don find peace.
i'm not some turmoil filled angst machine or anything.
its jus dat i've realised that in sch,
it harder and harder for me to keep myself in one state of mind.
the numbed one.
the one that advocates violence,
in al its manifestations,
i've tried my hardest to supress.
i really have to be thankful that i'm not really alone.
for i tink i'd probrably go mad.
its very comforting to know there can and will be someone there for you.
someone you can turn to in need.
for that's usually what pushed a person forward,
instead of over the ledge.
calm in my heart.
its difficult.
bloody well so.
but nonetheless,
its must be done.
ever felt lonely?
upside down,
turna turna turna turna turn around.
but all that i can see,
is just a lemon tree...
words of wisdom indeed.
for thats wad its like now.
and how it shall be.
find peace.
that is my objective,
one of my greatest desires.
nah i don give a fuck about wad nobel peace prize or what shit.
fuck world peace.
i don care.
i'm looking for something else.
my peace.
selfish? maybe.
self-centred? yes. 100%.
why?
cos its my life,
its my resposibility,
for my actions determine who i am,
and who i become.
and one of the most important things to me,
is the ability to find peace.
withint myself.
and yet its so hard.
finding peace.
maybe dats wad yoga is for.
but is it really about meditation?
of course not.
"peace. its does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble or hard work. it means to be in the midst of all those things and still be calm in your heart." -unknown
those words can be no truer.
and my failure no bigger.
that is my goal.
to find the calm within,
and sadly, its not happening.
its a dangerous little game we all play.
with each other.
especially in the 2 years in vs,
i've seen quite abit of shit.
tolerence issues,
conflicts of every kind,
and i've learnt one thing.
if one is to find peace,
one must know turmoil.
one must face the problems.
and only then can one find true calm.
den i qn myself.
haf i done that?
face up to my problems,
tackle my issues head on.
have i?
i'm not sure.
i cant say i havent,
btu then again i cant really say i am.
its like climbing a wall.
i'm climbing,
yet i don noe if i want to go over.
its really doesnt help with the kind of people i have around.
really.
after awhile it gets frustrating.
i'm beyond irritation.
its part of me now (sadly. an issue i have to address).
its a whole new level.
well kind of.
considering things don change,
how its the same thing repeated over and over again.
much like a broken record.
nb: is it me or am i surrounded by broken records? maybe i've walked into the wrong shop.
i'm sicked of it.
and sadly its always the same fuckin people.
the same fucking table.
the same fucking voices,
saying the same fucking things.
the best part is,
what they say,
its all meaningless banter.
"oh my god!!"
"really??"
"goodness!"
"hurhurhurhurhur"
"aiyaaaa..."
"don liiidaaat laaahhh..."
"you're so fat."
"you're ugly"
words that have absolutely no meaning at all.
well my point is that all these is really wearing down the patience i've tried so hard to build over the years.
i know my limits.
and i know they werent as they were last year.
maybe its the people.
or the school.
i dont know.
i'm not trying to make excuses,
cos i know alot of it eventually boils down to me.
i'm living in a past.
or actually i'm trying to recreate the past.
trying to find what i found,
even though i know its already all gone.
things here arent the same.
people are immensely different.
you get a whole new spectrum of things.
pms, bgr, scandals etc...
i tink its hard to say i've not moved on,
but i guess i have yet to let go.
yet to allow the past to be my past.
as much as i try to make it my present,
i know it won't happen.
i guess one leads to another.
to find the peace i so desire,
i must learn to let go.
well actually its more like learn to accept,
that it won be like before.
it cannot be.
i cannot be.
for things have changed me.
i've become a much different person than before.
much.
i have to clarify.
its not that i don find peace.
i'm not some turmoil filled angst machine or anything.
its jus dat i've realised that in sch,
it harder and harder for me to keep myself in one state of mind.
the numbed one.
the one that advocates violence,
in al its manifestations,
i've tried my hardest to supress.
i really have to be thankful that i'm not really alone.
for i tink i'd probrably go mad.
its very comforting to know there can and will be someone there for you.
someone you can turn to in need.
for that's usually what pushed a person forward,
instead of over the ledge.
calm in my heart.
its difficult.
bloody well so.
but nonetheless,
its must be done.
ever felt lonely?
Sunday, September 11, 2005
cos i'm in too deep, and i'm trying to keep, up above in my head, instead of going under
hm. swamps are pretty fun. ok scratch dat. VERY fun. yeah. i'm not joking one bit. today we were suppose to do some coastal clean up at sungei buloh, but it turned out to be a mud party ^^. ewll for us vipers aniwae. which is why i say we rule. i mean, i could only imagine if any of the j1s had gotten as dirty as say subra of olivia. they'd freak out. i mean, they are really hopeless. and accordin to marjorie, one j1 girl said that the were "smarter cos they kenw where to step, hence they did not get dirty". well dats true. it doesnt really matter where u step, as u don really sink in sand. normal sand. with mud its a different story altogether.
hm. j1s are wimpy. subra is wimpy. daniel ho is wimpy. well dats the truth. like what the fuck ure already dirty. does it really matter how dirty u get? i tink wilbur would make a good adventure partner. maybe one day i'll climb mount something with him. yeah. but back to the wimps. j1s are jus plain hopeless. they are too afraid to get dirty, and claim to be smarter than us cos they won be dirty. wads their agenda? cip never is about cip. well involvement yes. but its mainly about having fun. rolling around in mud is fun. subra is a scaredy cat. afraind to get dirty (the irony). lol. and daniel is a plain wuss. i would bet my life on it that we wouldnt haf dared to even touch the mud. (sidenote: when i was washing my shoes jus now i found some mud still in its exact condition. thought about keeping it, then decided against it.) so aniwae, he didnt turn up, cos he's prob (and almost defnitely) too afraid to get his precious little (touching) hands dirty, to scared to be a man maybe? oh no i forgot. his hands are for a different purpose. dirty, but defintiely not muddy. lmao.
hm. playing in mud is fun. even though rolling around with (and like) the worms in there can be abit freaky, its still fun. and walking in mud is WAY cool. the sensation is really unique. like suction baby... the feeling of ure foot goin in and out of ure shoe when u try to extract ure leg is, erm, sensual to say the least?
hm. diane lost a shoe. roflmfao. well its not funny but it doesnt fail to ammuse the careless stranger. and diane does weird things. like asking guy(s) to play with her, admitting to liking nuts, wanting to cut jus cos her shoe got stuck in mud (must be depression) and getting her clean shirt dirty. smart girl she is.
hm. being hosed down by ms toh is jus so wrong. must take special care to ensure u come out the same person (read gender) u were. protection is key here. ms toh is perverted in the head. seriously.
hm. the whole experience was really cool, since the last time i actually walked on/in mud was like 3-4 yrs ago. and i definitely want to do it again. although i'll prob wear my fbts or smthn. and an ugly shirt. maybe i'll find a chelsea jersey. hm.
hm. pity the wimps werent there. well wimps/bimbos. u noe. the like. people like beatrice, yx, amanda, cheryl, audrey. lol. it would haf been bloody amusing. watching them whine and whine and whine and whine and whine and whine and whine... u get the idea. it would really be funny. not forgetting those from the other classes >.< imagine:
bimbo 1: "oh my god! we're suppose to go into that?? -squeels-"
bimbo 2: "-shriek- so dirty and disgusting!.."
bimbo 3: "yarh..."
me: -rolls eyes-
bimbo 4: "eeyugh... hmph i'm not goin ANYWHERE near that."
toh: "oi all of u! what are u all doin? standing there like a bunch of taitais."
bimbo 5: "but miisss tohhh..."
bimbo 1: "i am SO not goona dirty myself."
me: -rolls eyes-
wilbur: -laughs-
bimbo 2: "wad lah."
bimbo 3: -crosses arms and refuses to go anywhere near the swamp-
bimbo 5: "i noe!! lets jus pick up all the stuff here. den don haf to touch the mud."
bimbo 4: "eeyugh u mean we must touch all this stuff? so diirrtyy..."
me: (to them and subra)"wa lau don be a cheebye and jus go in lah."
subra: "shit up/fuck u."
imagine. (note: this has been re-recreated cos somehow it got deleted o.0 wtf.)
hm. i realise i jus began all my paragraphs with hm. hm. interesting.
hm (wtf). the coastal cleanup thingy was hence fun, minus all the irritating noises. we haf a plan. muahahaha.
hm. j1s are wimpy. subra is wimpy. daniel ho is wimpy. well dats the truth. like what the fuck ure already dirty. does it really matter how dirty u get? i tink wilbur would make a good adventure partner. maybe one day i'll climb mount something with him. yeah. but back to the wimps. j1s are jus plain hopeless. they are too afraid to get dirty, and claim to be smarter than us cos they won be dirty. wads their agenda? cip never is about cip. well involvement yes. but its mainly about having fun. rolling around in mud is fun. subra is a scaredy cat. afraind to get dirty (the irony). lol. and daniel is a plain wuss. i would bet my life on it that we wouldnt haf dared to even touch the mud. (sidenote: when i was washing my shoes jus now i found some mud still in its exact condition. thought about keeping it, then decided against it.) so aniwae, he didnt turn up, cos he's prob (and almost defnitely) too afraid to get his precious little (touching) hands dirty, to scared to be a man maybe? oh no i forgot. his hands are for a different purpose. dirty, but defintiely not muddy. lmao.
hm. playing in mud is fun. even though rolling around with (and like) the worms in there can be abit freaky, its still fun. and walking in mud is WAY cool. the sensation is really unique. like suction baby... the feeling of ure foot goin in and out of ure shoe when u try to extract ure leg is, erm, sensual to say the least?
hm. diane lost a shoe. roflmfao. well its not funny but it doesnt fail to ammuse the careless stranger. and diane does weird things. like asking guy(s) to play with her, admitting to liking nuts, wanting to cut jus cos her shoe got stuck in mud (must be depression) and getting her clean shirt dirty. smart girl she is.
hm. being hosed down by ms toh is jus so wrong. must take special care to ensure u come out the same person (read gender) u were. protection is key here. ms toh is perverted in the head. seriously.
hm. the whole experience was really cool, since the last time i actually walked on/in mud was like 3-4 yrs ago. and i definitely want to do it again. although i'll prob wear my fbts or smthn. and an ugly shirt. maybe i'll find a chelsea jersey. hm.
hm. pity the wimps werent there. well wimps/bimbos. u noe. the like. people like beatrice, yx, amanda, cheryl, audrey. lol. it would haf been bloody amusing. watching them whine and whine and whine and whine and whine and whine and whine... u get the idea. it would really be funny. not forgetting those from the other classes >.< imagine:
bimbo 1: "oh my god! we're suppose to go into that?? -squeels-"
bimbo 2: "-shriek- so dirty and disgusting!.."
bimbo 3: "yarh..."
me: -rolls eyes-
bimbo 4: "eeyugh... hmph i'm not goin ANYWHERE near that."
toh: "oi all of u! what are u all doin? standing there like a bunch of taitais."
bimbo 5: "but miisss tohhh..."
bimbo 1: "i am SO not goona dirty myself."
me: -rolls eyes-
wilbur: -laughs-
bimbo 2: "wad lah."
bimbo 3: -crosses arms and refuses to go anywhere near the swamp-
bimbo 5: "i noe!! lets jus pick up all the stuff here. den don haf to touch the mud."
bimbo 4: "eeyugh u mean we must touch all this stuff? so diirrtyy..."
me: (to them and subra)"wa lau don be a cheebye and jus go in lah."
subra: "shit up/fuck u."
imagine. (note: this has been re-recreated cos somehow it got deleted o.0 wtf.)
hm. i realise i jus began all my paragraphs with hm. hm. interesting.
hm (wtf). the coastal cleanup thingy was hence fun, minus all the irritating noises. we haf a plan. muahahaha.
Friday, September 09, 2005
propaganda
great songs dat everyone should listen to:
1. trees, marty casey
2. everlong, marty casey/foo fighters
3. photograph, nickleback
4. here by me, 3 doors down
5. helena, my chemical romance
6. home in me, mig ayesa
7. wish you were here, marty casey/pink floyd
8. bohemian rhapsody, suzie mcneill
9. live and let die, any of the numerous covers
10. suspicious minds, JD fortune
11. dead on arrival, fall out boy
12. sugar, we're goin down, fall out boy
13. mr brightside, the killers/marty casey (i strongly reccommend the former)
14. leader of men, nickleback
15. be my escape, reliant k
16. right here, staind
17. it's been awhile, staind
18. sweetness, jimmy eat world
19. knocking on heaven's door, there are jus too many
20. down to my last, alterbridge
21. somewhere out there, our lady peace
22. bittersweet symphony, the verve/oasis
23. another brick in the wall, pink floyd
24. listen to your heart, DHT
25. jimmy gets high, daniel powter
26. make up your mind, theory of a dead man
27. hello lonely, theory of a dead man
28. suteki da ne, ffx (i tink the composer is nobuo umatsu)
29. middle of nowhere, hot hot heat
30. jouney songs
31. making love out of nothing at all, air supply
32. all out of love, air supply
33. 98 degrees songs
34. hard to beat, hard fi
35. boys of summer, the ataris
36. be yourself, audioslave
37. like a stone, audioslave (audioslave luvs the wa-wa peddal)
38. ALL backstreet boys songs
39. ALL westlife songs minus the jazz
40. stay together for the kids, blink 182
41. living on a prayer, bon jovi
42. bowling for soup (you cant really go wrong)
43. meant to live, switchfoot
44. dare you to move, switchfoot
45. beautiful letdown, switchfoot
46. u2 (again u cant really go wrong. although i never liked vertigo much)
47. velvet revolver (u mite go abit death, but nonetheless...)
48. forever, vertical horizon
49. you're a god, vertical horizon
50. blue orchid, the white stripes
anone who wants any of these songs (and are too wimpy to download it yourself), or haf any reccommendations fro good songs, pls drop me an email. haha. down with piracy!!!
1. trees, marty casey
2. everlong, marty casey/foo fighters
3. photograph, nickleback
4. here by me, 3 doors down
5. helena, my chemical romance
6. home in me, mig ayesa
7. wish you were here, marty casey/pink floyd
8. bohemian rhapsody, suzie mcneill
9. live and let die, any of the numerous covers
10. suspicious minds, JD fortune
11. dead on arrival, fall out boy
12. sugar, we're goin down, fall out boy
13. mr brightside, the killers/marty casey (i strongly reccommend the former)
14. leader of men, nickleback
15. be my escape, reliant k
16. right here, staind
17. it's been awhile, staind
18. sweetness, jimmy eat world
19. knocking on heaven's door, there are jus too many
20. down to my last, alterbridge
21. somewhere out there, our lady peace
22. bittersweet symphony, the verve/oasis
23. another brick in the wall, pink floyd
24. listen to your heart, DHT
25. jimmy gets high, daniel powter
26. make up your mind, theory of a dead man
27. hello lonely, theory of a dead man
28. suteki da ne, ffx (i tink the composer is nobuo umatsu)
29. middle of nowhere, hot hot heat
30. jouney songs
31. making love out of nothing at all, air supply
32. all out of love, air supply
33. 98 degrees songs
34. hard to beat, hard fi
35. boys of summer, the ataris
36. be yourself, audioslave
37. like a stone, audioslave (audioslave luvs the wa-wa peddal)
38. ALL backstreet boys songs
39. ALL westlife songs minus the jazz
40. stay together for the kids, blink 182
41. living on a prayer, bon jovi
42. bowling for soup (you cant really go wrong)
43. meant to live, switchfoot
44. dare you to move, switchfoot
45. beautiful letdown, switchfoot
46. u2 (again u cant really go wrong. although i never liked vertigo much)
47. velvet revolver (u mite go abit death, but nonetheless...)
48. forever, vertical horizon
49. you're a god, vertical horizon
50. blue orchid, the white stripes
anone who wants any of these songs (and are too wimpy to download it yourself), or haf any reccommendations fro good songs, pls drop me an email. haha. down with piracy!!!
knot tied tight to last forever
extreme boredom + good music -> extreme music + good boredom
eh the above equation sucks core.
wadeva.
i tink i'm goin crazy.
i haf marty's trees on repeat. >.< i tink i've listened to it about 20 times already.
this is stupid. but wad the fuck the song rules!
eh the above equation sucks core.
wadeva.
i tink i'm goin crazy.
i haf marty's trees on repeat. >.< i tink i've listened to it about 20 times already.
this is stupid. but wad the fuck the song rules!
fanboyism
Trees - Marty casey
i, don't wanna go through this life,
without you, by my side.
and i, have got it all worked out
in my head, here's how it's got to be.
it'll be you and me,
up in the trees,
and the forest will give us the answer.
we, we make believe,
in a world we rule together.
we,can build our dreams,
with a know tied tight to last forever.
it'll be you and me,
up in the trees,
and the forest will give us the answer.
it'll be you and i,
up in the sky,
it's a combination for disaster.
yeah yeah yeah... yeah yeah yeah...
we got one shot,
so what are we gonna do.
it'll be you and me,
up in the trees,
and the forest will give us the answer.
it'll be you and i,
up in the sky,
it's a combination for disaster.
and i know there's more for us in this life...
this song owns all.
sing it! i love rock and roll...
It is difficult to say who do you the most mischief: enemies with the worst intentions or friends with the best. - E.R. Bulwer-Lytton
are we but living in the past?
move on, only to realise you really are standing still.
you seek trust, but do you give any?
you want respect, but do you give any?
much as this world is about give and take,
whos giving, and whos not taking?
jus how often do we ask ourselves this?
its so comfortable for all of us,
such that we forget,
the fact that the world is much bigger.
even as the world gets smaller,
with technological advances and the likes,
i cant help but feel,
its fucking ironic,
that though the distance between new york and singapore is getting much smaller,
the gulf between two people,
standing side by side,
is increasing by the day.
friendship seems so far away now.
this isnt about anyone in particular,
but if u tink i'm referring to you,
good.
are we but living in the past?
move on, only to realise you really are standing still.
you seek trust, but do you give any?
you want respect, but do you give any?
much as this world is about give and take,
whos giving, and whos not taking?
jus how often do we ask ourselves this?
its so comfortable for all of us,
such that we forget,
the fact that the world is much bigger.
even as the world gets smaller,
with technological advances and the likes,
i cant help but feel,
its fucking ironic,
that though the distance between new york and singapore is getting much smaller,
the gulf between two people,
standing side by side,
is increasing by the day.
friendship seems so far away now.
this isnt about anyone in particular,
but if u tink i'm referring to you,
good.
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
little boys and virgin girls
since the issue is bein discussed on my tag board, i shall give my view.
pretentious: Claiming or demanding a position of distinction or merit, especially when unjustified. (dictionary.com)
are the people in the vip pretentious? yes. without any doubt at all, positively yes. vipers are pretentious. however, i realise the word has many negative conotations, and in many circumstances varying definitions.
vipers are pretentious. no doubt. but their ways are largely different. there are a few kinds, revolving around different factors.
the first is academic excellence. here in the vip, we are the elite in singapore. or we're suppose to be aniwae. anyhow, the point is that there is alot of competition. and because of this competition, this desire to be better than others in terms of marks, it results in neccessary distinction. this distinction makes people pretentious, whether you want to believe it or not. people here base much judgement on marks. examples are ample. how many times haf you heard or asked "eh wad did you get for the test/assignment/ws?" it jus goes to show how much emphasis is placed in academic execellance, over anything else. no, not by the teachers, but by the students themselves.
the second factor is that of ego. of sorts. people (or course not all, but many) want to show, possibly even prove, that they are better than others in a certain aspect, or in different aspects. i don haf a problem with people who ARE better, beyond reasonable doubt. you jus haf to accept it. i mean, your're so not gonna beat wilbur in sailing. but as the definition goes, "especially when unjustified". i don jus refer to the people in v14. i mean the WHOLE ip. there are many, and i mean MANY people who are like that. we should all "want to be the best". that is the correct attitude. but those pretentious ones constantly TRY to APPEAR profficient in everything, when they arent. dont we all see it every day? the wannabe attitude, that ultimately spawns the pretentiousness. (is there such a word?) pretending to be something you arent, petending to be someone you aint.
the above are but the extreme.
but in the vip, people are all pretentious, in their own little ways. its a matter how how much they show, and how much you (choose to) see.
pretentious: Claiming or demanding a position of distinction or merit, especially when unjustified. (dictionary.com)
are the people in the vip pretentious? yes. without any doubt at all, positively yes. vipers are pretentious. however, i realise the word has many negative conotations, and in many circumstances varying definitions.
vipers are pretentious. no doubt. but their ways are largely different. there are a few kinds, revolving around different factors.
the first is academic excellence. here in the vip, we are the elite in singapore. or we're suppose to be aniwae. anyhow, the point is that there is alot of competition. and because of this competition, this desire to be better than others in terms of marks, it results in neccessary distinction. this distinction makes people pretentious, whether you want to believe it or not. people here base much judgement on marks. examples are ample. how many times haf you heard or asked "eh wad did you get for the test/assignment/ws?" it jus goes to show how much emphasis is placed in academic execellance, over anything else. no, not by the teachers, but by the students themselves.
the second factor is that of ego. of sorts. people (or course not all, but many) want to show, possibly even prove, that they are better than others in a certain aspect, or in different aspects. i don haf a problem with people who ARE better, beyond reasonable doubt. you jus haf to accept it. i mean, your're so not gonna beat wilbur in sailing. but as the definition goes, "especially when unjustified". i don jus refer to the people in v14. i mean the WHOLE ip. there are many, and i mean MANY people who are like that. we should all "want to be the best". that is the correct attitude. but those pretentious ones constantly TRY to APPEAR profficient in everything, when they arent. dont we all see it every day? the wannabe attitude, that ultimately spawns the pretentiousness. (is there such a word?) pretending to be something you arent, petending to be someone you aint.
the above are but the extreme.
but in the vip, people are all pretentious, in their own little ways. its a matter how how much they show, and how much you (choose to) see.
Sunday, September 04, 2005
absolutely nuts
stupid things i do when i'm bored as fuck:
1. do random searches on letssingit and download the songs dat haf "interesting" lyrics.
2. search an artist on limewire pro and download any of the songs which look remotely listenable.
3. create dumbass quizzes. like wtf??
4. write weird poems dat are specifically about no one (although my brain has ceased to function recently)
5. jump around in my room. yes mindlessly jumpin. i mean it. i actually do this...
6. throw a tennis ball around the room, accidentally hitting my guitar or laptop or smthn...
7. strum my guitar >.<
8. listen to bohemian rhapsody 10 times (i haf 5 diff versions. lol)
9. think of stupid ways of murdering my hair (!!)
10. this.
1. do random searches on letssingit and download the songs dat haf "interesting" lyrics.
2. search an artist on limewire pro and download any of the songs which look remotely listenable.
3. create dumbass quizzes. like wtf??
4. write weird poems dat are specifically about no one (although my brain has ceased to function recently)
5. jump around in my room. yes mindlessly jumpin. i mean it. i actually do this...
6. throw a tennis ball around the room, accidentally hitting my guitar or laptop or smthn...
7. strum my guitar >.<
8. listen to bohemian rhapsody 10 times (i haf 5 diff versions. lol)
9. think of stupid ways of murdering my hair (!!)
10. this.
Saturday, September 03, 2005
nobody will break my heart
friends are there when u need them.
true friends are there when u don want them.
a friend shares his cake with you.
a true fren eats it, then brings you to the pastry shop to but one.
i never realised how important friends were.
or not.
we need each other.
survival is mutual,
or none at all.
true friends are there when u don want them.
a friend shares his cake with you.
a true fren eats it, then brings you to the pastry shop to but one.
i never realised how important friends were.
or not.
we need each other.
survival is mutual,
or none at all.
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