Zz.
Days are really boring. Just going through the motions and stuff. Might sound emo but I'm not. Just kinda bland. Like Diet Coke. Or my blogskin.
Gave my science prez. Went well, was great cause I barely put in effort. And the nerves weren't that bad this time. Coz no pressure to do well. Observation: You do better when you don't give a damn.
SMS limit went kaboom. So don't SMS me anyomre. Unless it's urgent. Then I'll ignore it with some guilt.
Spent the whole afternoon/evening listen through all my music. Finally got round to deleting Hilary Duff. (Yea, I know.)
I didn't really used to get those saccharine, apologetic soliloquies that bimbos and/or bitches posted on their blogs. Still don't. So I'm gonna be sincere and stuff.
Sorry. It's a problem I have, I guess. Hopefully you aren't really pissed cause you're scary when you are. I'm trying to fix it and hopefully it'll work out.
Yeeeea. So, I've said what I should and I'm done.
she had to walk into mine."
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Monday, April 7, 2008
Startin' from scratch
Okay. Haven't posted for, like, a month because internet's been screwed. (Along with Warcraft. Arrgh.) It still is, actually. Just not that much. So I can blog.
Locked up the blog because of:
1) Faggots/losers
2) Teachers
Yea, they're actually reading our blogs. Which I have always thought was possible but never would have guessed they really didn't have lives.
Anyway. 've only invited 4 dudes, 3 of which aren't dudes. Which is, like, a very sad thing. But RV/blog readers are mostly girls so there you go. And it's not like I have anyone else in mind that will actually truly understand my sliver-tongue rapier wit.
Not much to say right now. Will post more next time.
Locked up the blog because of:
1) Faggots/losers
2) Teachers
Yea, they're actually reading our blogs. Which I have always thought was possible but never would have guessed they really didn't have lives.
Anyway. 've only invited 4 dudes, 3 of which aren't dudes. Which is, like, a very sad thing. But RV/blog readers are mostly girls so there you go. And it's not like I have anyone else in mind that will actually truly understand my sliver-tongue rapier wit.
Not much to say right now. Will post more next time.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Classroom Politics
Monday. BTS.
CNY was decent. Gambling fun, learnt Bridge, pwned by cousin in Yugioh.
Need to find love song for LA. Can't decide. Don't want something to mushy. Must have screaming/guitar OR drum solo. Utopian standards I set for myself. Huh. Tough.
Didn't win CNY MV. Duh. Jeremy was so torn. As a result of delusion. Pessimism rocks.
Went LAN on Saturday. Never play seriously. (Would still have gotten pwned, even if I did.) Hiaz. Wasn't in the mood. Battleships is fun. Shaun says Invoker sucks. Not so fast to label him and cast him aside. Though I must admit lotsa n00bs are feeding with him on Zion. Yum.
Weekly dose of honesty: Jeremy sucks as the chairman. Sorry, dude. Can tell he's trying. He's a nice guy but don't have that leadership kinda spark. So still up to the SCs to manage. Which is fine by me. Best leaders are always the unofficial ones. Wah chim.
Something bad's gonna happen tomorrow. Mark my words. (Then if it doesn't happen then I'd be wrong but happy.) (If it happens then I'd be right but screwed.)
CNY was decent. Gambling fun, learnt Bridge, pwned by cousin in Yugioh.
Need to find love song for LA. Can't decide. Don't want something to mushy. Must have screaming/guitar OR drum solo. Utopian standards I set for myself. Huh. Tough.
Didn't win CNY MV. Duh. Jeremy was so torn. As a result of delusion. Pessimism rocks.
Went LAN on Saturday. Never play seriously. (Would still have gotten pwned, even if I did.) Hiaz. Wasn't in the mood. Battleships is fun. Shaun says Invoker sucks. Not so fast to label him and cast him aside. Though I must admit lotsa n00bs are feeding with him on Zion. Yum.
Weekly dose of honesty: Jeremy sucks as the chairman. Sorry, dude. Can tell he's trying. He's a nice guy but don't have that leadership kinda spark. So still up to the SCs to manage. Which is fine by me. Best leaders are always the unofficial ones. Wah chim.
Something bad's gonna happen tomorrow. Mark my words. (Then if it doesn't happen then I'd be wrong but happy.) (If it happens then I'd be right but screwed.)
" 'To start, press any key'. Where's the ANY key?"
~the Legendary HOMER SIMPSON
~the Legendary HOMER SIMPSON
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Emotherapy
Another class project, more tears. As assholic as this sounds, girls are waay too weepy. It's stupid to see them tears themselves up because of something like this. As least fight for Jerian or something, man.
The saps on my tagboard are yakking, but it's cool.
CNY's coming, which rocks. I like the money. And gambling. And food. Mm. Food. Going back to Rulang to laugh at puny people and binge on bleeding cheap food. Then LAN with goodoldfriends. You guys rock.
CID chinese sucks majorly. But that means the for the second half of the year, no fear liao.
School ain't that bad now that I'm used to the motions. Among other things.
" You know what's the coolest thing on earth? A fat ass wearing a shirt that says 'I beat anorexia'."
The saps on my tagboard are yakking, but it's cool.
CNY's coming, which rocks. I like the money. And gambling. And food. Mm. Food. Going back to Rulang to laugh at puny people and binge on bleeding cheap food. Then LAN with goodoldfriends. You guys rock.
CID chinese sucks majorly. But that means the for the second half of the year, no fear liao.
School ain't that bad now that I'm used to the motions. Among other things.
" You know what's the coolest thing on earth? A fat ass wearing a shirt that says 'I beat anorexia'."
Thursday, January 24, 2008
The Lord rocks in mysterious ways
Just deleted an unpublished post 'coz I realised it was too emo and waay outta my chracter.
I hate sitting beside Jasmine. So quiet. Cyn is better. There. Said it.
School's really biting 'coz I'm sick of everything and everyone. This sucks.
I realise I write best when emo and blog best when bored. So I'll just do this filler thing I came up with on a much better day.
You know movies like Die Hard, etc.? Those where they have a thousand baddies shooting at this hero dude and they never seem to hit?
This type of movie always stars this sorta dude who, as a result of a tragic and shady past, has become rendered an invincible badass. So he's gotta stop this bad guy (usually with a moustache) from blowin' up the world or some other wafer-thin plot. And he learns to let this big-breasted-but-also-bad-assed babe into his life to spew sarcastic wisecracks. (That's Hollywood's definition of feminism: Bitchy and really hot.) At about the two third mark of the moive, the badass, as a result of car chases and leaping from flaming buildings, becomes temporarily disillusioned about his invinciblity. Then the chick gives him this inspiring speech about what he's suppose to believe in and gets him back to his good old testosterone-pumped, steroid-abusing self. Then he takes down the bad guy and gets laid as the credits roll.
"They're the sort of people who think that if your last name is Simpson, you're either related to OJ or Homer."
I hate sitting beside Jasmine. So quiet. Cyn is better. There. Said it.
School's really biting 'coz I'm sick of everything and everyone. This sucks.
I realise I write best when emo and blog best when bored. So I'll just do this filler thing I came up with on a much better day.
You know movies like Die Hard, etc.? Those where they have a thousand baddies shooting at this hero dude and they never seem to hit?
This type of movie always stars this sorta dude who, as a result of a tragic and shady past, has become rendered an invincible badass. So he's gotta stop this bad guy (usually with a moustache) from blowin' up the world or some other wafer-thin plot. And he learns to let this big-breasted-but-also-bad-assed babe into his life to spew sarcastic wisecracks. (That's Hollywood's definition of feminism: Bitchy and really hot.) At about the two third mark of the moive, the badass, as a result of car chases and leaping from flaming buildings, becomes temporarily disillusioned about his invinciblity. Then the chick gives him this inspiring speech about what he's suppose to believe in and gets him back to his good old testosterone-pumped, steroid-abusing self. Then he takes down the bad guy and gets laid as the credits roll.
"They're the sort of people who think that if your last name is Simpson, you're either related to OJ or Homer."
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
See? I'm damaged.
School starts. This year, the homework pours in quite early. None of that unofficial 1-2 week(s) grace period.
'Ve got 3 HODs as teachers. Hmm. Mrs Look ain't as bad as everyone thought. And the Geog teacher hasn't has his spirit crushed by the low pay and crazy students yet. Only a matter of time, dude.
Put DotA on hold for the moment.
CinderElla made it into RV Images, overshadowing all other mediocre crap they dare to call "compos". Woo.
Um, sitting next to Fiona, which is okay 'coz I was dreading like, Jia Ni or Yi 'En or something like that. They're murderers. Weapon of choice: Boredom.
Simple Plan's new album'll be coming out Feb 12. My birthday's on Feb 6. Nudge, nudge, wink, wink.
Talk about heavy hinting, man.
I totally forgot how much I hated RV during the hols. Now everyday I need to tahan overly enthu girls screamin' and clappin' at every little thing, and those jocks who think that they're SO cool just because their hands spend 90% of their time in their pockets and that they've so much hair they can be petrified and turned into mops.
High School Hell: Monotonous and terrifying at the same time.
There was a period of time last year where the people would make little lists of their classmates and say what they think of them, usually shallow and dishonest nice things. Mine is much more in-your-face.
(Many will be pissed off/become insecure after this. Just keep in mind that this is a list of your minor, tiny flaws magnified a thousand time by my assholism.) (It's in index no., but sometimes I forget the order.)
Xiao Dan: Weird, chinese dude. "Dude", litterally. Tends to shout out irrelevent stuff at weird times during class.
Pek Khoon: Sidekick when Cyn was still chairdudette. Pales in bitchiness. Yawn. Boring.
Shimin: Um, always get pushed around by J and HK. Backbone dissolves when around them.
Fiona: Writes weird, deeply disturbing poems for friends on blog. Sometimes it crosses the boundary to lesbianess.
(From this point onwards it's all a jumble 'coz I can't remember the order.)
Mei Wen, Jia Ni: Mosquitos are louder them them usually. Shock with loud voices during prez.
En Ting: Kinda vuglar, which is kinda cool. Hmm.
Yi Ling: Acts cute. Sickening. Pouts on a regular basis. Yawn. Next.
Yi 'En: Waay dif from her sis. Quiet. And doesn't speak up even during prez. Damn hard to hear. Voice should be recorded as silent ringtone.
Tian Tian: Juz ask Zihao.
Xin Yi, Jasmine, Hui Ying: Nothing to nitpick so they're getting off easy.
Cynthia: If you crack open your dictionary, and look up the word "bitch", chances are that you either find a picture of a dog or her face.
Pris: Overly enthu. Signs up for all kinds of crap then quits. No foresight, in that sense.
Yuyan: Gets my jokes better than most. Which is good. Uses waay too many "lol"s. SMS junkie. Likes KL, which is ROFL, LMAO.
Zimin: Annoying treasurer dude. Yawn.
Xin Ni: Teenybopper. (Or as much as you can be in a Singaporean context.) Facebook, Frenster, MySpace, blog. Y'know, the works. Cursed to be sitting with Desmond this year. Ouch.
Xiu Yun: Noisy like hell. She + Desmond = The China/India of noise pollution. Should issue a global warning. (Sry. Bad puns galore.)
Shi Hui: I gave up on spelling her name ages ago. Speaks weird. Like with too big braces or somethin'.
Linda: Weirdo. Juz Linda. Linda nothing. Creepy, with you ask me.
Aaaand we're done for the girls. I've got a nagging feeling I've missed someone.
Ben: Slack. Speaks by moaning. Perv.
Xun Kai: PROJECTON. 'Nuff said.
Zihao: Kinda weird when shaken. Claims to be over Yi Ling. Doubt. Perv.
Jacky: Sorta PC addict. Seems like lotsa money to spare. Mm. I like.
Desmond: Woah. Sad, sad case. Picked on like hell. Lotsa Xiu Yun jokes. ....Diminutive. Trying waay too hard to be accepted, etc..
Moi: Moi.
Hong Kai: Can't keep mouth shut. As in, jaw got prob or somethin'. ...Duminutive. Perv.
KY: Walao. This guy's SICK. Won't go into details nor quote. Wanna keep this blog PG13, see.
Jeremy: Underestimates thy DotA prowess. Mistake, man.
KL: Let's not dig up Pri Sch skeletons. Not many, anyways. Um, sorta lame 'coz of comic book obsession. (It is NOT normal to call oneself GALACTUS. His phone's welcome message says,"Welcome, GALACTUS.") Too sian to write more.
Jerian: Jock. Still okay, for general standards. Got good music. Can rip. Perv.
That's all folks. No one is to develop a eating disorder because of this.
'Ve got 3 HODs as teachers. Hmm. Mrs Look ain't as bad as everyone thought. And the Geog teacher hasn't has his spirit crushed by the low pay and crazy students yet. Only a matter of time, dude.
Put DotA on hold for the moment.
CinderElla made it into RV Images, overshadowing all other mediocre crap they dare to call "compos". Woo.
Um, sitting next to Fiona, which is okay 'coz I was dreading like, Jia Ni or Yi 'En or something like that. They're murderers. Weapon of choice: Boredom.
Simple Plan's new album'll be coming out Feb 12. My birthday's on Feb 6. Nudge, nudge, wink, wink.
Talk about heavy hinting, man.
I totally forgot how much I hated RV during the hols. Now everyday I need to tahan overly enthu girls screamin' and clappin' at every little thing, and those jocks who think that they're SO cool just because their hands spend 90% of their time in their pockets and that they've so much hair they can be petrified and turned into mops.
High School Hell: Monotonous and terrifying at the same time.
There was a period of time last year where the people would make little lists of their classmates and say what they think of them, usually shallow and dishonest nice things. Mine is much more in-your-face.
(Many will be pissed off/become insecure after this. Just keep in mind that this is a list of your minor, tiny flaws magnified a thousand time by my assholism.) (It's in index no., but sometimes I forget the order.)
Xiao Dan: Weird, chinese dude. "Dude", litterally. Tends to shout out irrelevent stuff at weird times during class.
Pek Khoon: Sidekick when Cyn was still chairdudette. Pales in bitchiness. Yawn. Boring.
Shimin: Um, always get pushed around by J and HK. Backbone dissolves when around them.
Fiona: Writes weird, deeply disturbing poems for friends on blog. Sometimes it crosses the boundary to lesbianess.
(From this point onwards it's all a jumble 'coz I can't remember the order.)
Mei Wen, Jia Ni: Mosquitos are louder them them usually. Shock with loud voices during prez.
En Ting: Kinda vuglar, which is kinda cool. Hmm.
Yi Ling: Acts cute. Sickening. Pouts on a regular basis. Yawn. Next.
Yi 'En: Waay dif from her sis. Quiet. And doesn't speak up even during prez. Damn hard to hear. Voice should be recorded as silent ringtone.
Tian Tian: Juz ask Zihao.
Xin Yi, Jasmine, Hui Ying: Nothing to nitpick so they're getting off easy.
Cynthia: If you crack open your dictionary, and look up the word "bitch", chances are that you either find a picture of a dog or her face.
Pris: Overly enthu. Signs up for all kinds of crap then quits. No foresight, in that sense.
Yuyan: Gets my jokes better than most. Which is good. Uses waay too many "lol"s. SMS junkie. Likes KL, which is ROFL, LMAO.
Zimin: Annoying treasurer dude. Yawn.
Xin Ni: Teenybopper. (Or as much as you can be in a Singaporean context.) Facebook, Frenster, MySpace, blog. Y'know, the works. Cursed to be sitting with Desmond this year. Ouch.
Xiu Yun: Noisy like hell. She + Desmond = The China/India of noise pollution. Should issue a global warning. (Sry. Bad puns galore.)
Shi Hui: I gave up on spelling her name ages ago. Speaks weird. Like with too big braces or somethin'.
Linda: Weirdo. Juz Linda. Linda nothing. Creepy, with you ask me.
Aaaand we're done for the girls. I've got a nagging feeling I've missed someone.
Ben: Slack. Speaks by moaning. Perv.
Xun Kai: PROJECTON. 'Nuff said.
Zihao: Kinda weird when shaken. Claims to be over Yi Ling. Doubt. Perv.
Jacky: Sorta PC addict. Seems like lotsa money to spare. Mm. I like.
Desmond: Woah. Sad, sad case. Picked on like hell. Lotsa Xiu Yun jokes. ....Diminutive. Trying waay too hard to be accepted, etc..
Moi: Moi.
Hong Kai: Can't keep mouth shut. As in, jaw got prob or somethin'. ...Duminutive. Perv.
KY: Walao. This guy's SICK. Won't go into details nor quote. Wanna keep this blog PG13, see.
Jeremy: Underestimates thy DotA prowess. Mistake, man.
KL: Let's not dig up Pri Sch skeletons. Not many, anyways. Um, sorta lame 'coz of comic book obsession. (It is NOT normal to call oneself GALACTUS. His phone's welcome message says,"Welcome, GALACTUS.") Too sian to write more.
Jerian: Jock. Still okay, for general standards. Got good music. Can rip. Perv.
That's all folks. No one is to develop a eating disorder because of this.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Disorganised Crime
Alert the media. I've finally stopped procrastinating to blogging.
Okay. Chionging homework nowadays. I've got about 30-40% left. All chinese. Duh.
Went to the Boon Lay LAN with Rulang gang last Thursday. To much general suprise/shock, the team with Yuan Xin won both DotA matches. Also saw some delinquents playing Pudge Wars. Looks cute.
I'm using Naga Siren nowadays. (That sexy beast.) Quite ownage on Zion.
Going LAN again this Thursday. Woo.
Been watching alot of late-night television recently. Hated Lost III's anti-climatic ending. Shocked at James being blindsided and voted out. Liked the way everyone talks bloody fast and snappishly in Shark.
They're talking about saving the class blog. Screw it lah. Memories my ass.
BTW...
Turn the lights back on. Let the water run while you brush. Ditch the recycling bins. Burn all the fossil fuels you like. The world's quite bloody doomed at the rate we're going.
"Two MVs and I'm already hooked. (Wait. Is this the frontwoman or the band?)"
Okay. Chionging homework nowadays. I've got about 30-40% left. All chinese. Duh.
Went to the Boon Lay LAN with Rulang gang last Thursday. To much general suprise/shock, the team with Yuan Xin won both DotA matches. Also saw some delinquents playing Pudge Wars. Looks cute.
I'm using Naga Siren nowadays. (That sexy beast.) Quite ownage on Zion.
Going LAN again this Thursday. Woo.
Been watching alot of late-night television recently. Hated Lost III's anti-climatic ending. Shocked at James being blindsided and voted out. Liked the way everyone talks bloody fast and snappishly in Shark.
They're talking about saving the class blog. Screw it lah. Memories my ass.
BTW...
Turn the lights back on. Let the water run while you brush. Ditch the recycling bins. Burn all the fossil fuels you like. The world's quite bloody doomed at the rate we're going.
"Two MVs and I'm already hooked. (Wait. Is this the frontwoman or the band?)"
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