Yay. People are coming. My tagboard actually has TAGS! OMG... But I can't tell who's who. Anyway, the pressure's on for me to blog more often. During the holidays, it shouldn't be a problem. But when school restarts... let's just say it'll be a different matter. Today was Dance. Holy bloody fweakinbg hell. I didn't flunk. THERE IS A GOD.

I recently realised what was the bestest thing about YouTube. The FOB music videos. Really. Last time, I went to YouTube top check out funny stuff only. (Smosh, hacks, parodies) Nowadays it's FOB heaven. And there're many LF2 movies too. Really should check it out.

13 going on 24

The previous post was on 13th. This post is on the 24th. Get my point?

It's been a loooooooong time.

Lots has happened.

We lost the Rocket thing. Wipeout.
My results suck. GOTTA WORK HARDER!! I swear I will.
Mr Tan's going, and so is Ms Choong. (Gawd, this is so sad.)
Cynthia's group PULVERISED us in the D&T wood structure thingus. Ouch.
I realised that Hollywood is made up of a bunch of perverts.

Ms Choong showed us Love Actually. The R21 version. Holy cow. Enough said. This might just push me back into the realm of Pixar & Dreamworks.

Speaking of movies, the blockbuster season's here! =) But I can only watch one movie. (If I'm lucky, then 2.) What's it gonna be? For now, it's Order of the Phoenix. But according to RX, @ World's End is damn good too. I the mini-Shreks are TOTALLY cute. Damn. Major dileimma.

I'm going to do what Rat from Pearls Before Swine did. "Sacrifice a little integrity for commercial success." I'm going to do what my classmates have shamelessly been doing to get people to visit their blogs. I'm going to announce the existence of this blog on the class blog. Sigh... How could I sink so low?

Tomorrow's Dance. I'm dead. Meat.

Dance, dance. We're falling apart to half time.

Dance, dance. And these are the lives you love to lead.

~Dance, Dance by Fall Out Boy

(Can't) Fix Her In 45

45 days it just not quite enough for someone as hatable as Paris Hilton. Maybe 90. Or 180. What the heck, give her 10 years. Serves her right. Is she even mature enough to drive. I seriously doubt so. Note and observe her perpetually vancant expression, a definite indicator of stupidity and retardedness. No more shopping sprees! No more parties! No more sex vidoes! IN YOUR FACE, Paris.

(Those people who started the petitions to get PH out of trouble should be brought to a psycharist immidiately.)

So long live the car crash hearts

Cry on the couch

All the poets come to life

(Can't) fix me (her) in 45

~Thriller by Fall Out Boy

Ambitious Intentions

I resolve to get this blog into Blogger's Blogs Of Note.

I swear.

Actually, hacking into the Blogger server and putting this blog there may be easier.

Whatever.

I know I haven't posted in a while. I still alive and kickin', okay?

Blahblahblahblahblahblahblah.

Yaddayaddaydaddyadyadyadydaydayadyaydayaydaydaydyadda.

Gawd, there's NOTHIN' to blog about. I dunno how the hell Rui Xu-

Wait. Oh yah, Scouts resumes. (DAMN!) And so does my rants. That's good. The rants, I mean.

Our new temporary English teacher ROCKS.

Actually, I'd prefer if she replaced Faizad... Dun tell anyone.

*Gasp!*

*Shao Xun, how COULD YOU?!*

Everywhere we go we've got some skeletons that follow

~Broken Hearts Parade by Good Charlotte

FOB MVs on MTV

Fall Out Boy music videos on Music Television

So far I've watched 3: This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race, Thnks Fr Th Mmrs & Dance, dance.

Pete Wentz is king of FOB. He hogs all the music videos. (No offence to the Hogger) In Dance, Dance, he gets the girl. In Thnks Fr Th Mmrs, a chimpanzee beats him to the girl. In This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race, he strips for girls. Enough said.

Today was Engrish and Chinese. Some people dunno what was Ke Chen Fu Zhu Huo Dong. I wasn't one of them. Repeat: I wasn't one of them. Was not. No. Nadda. Negative. Shake head.

Life is full of miracles.

The footsteps beside me have gone their separate ways

~The River by Good Charlotte

Culinary Criminals

Criminal Profiles

Jerian Tyo

Crimes:
Merciless Slaugter of Culinary Art
Irritating the Italians
Ankle Socks
Ketchup Overdose

Heng Sheui Huei

Crimes:
Merciless Slaugter of Culinary Art
Irritating the Italians
Insulting the Sorting Hat of Hogwarts

Kung Xin Ni

Crimes:
Merciless Slaugter of Culinary Art
Irritating the Italians
Not Singing her Primary School Song With Xiao Dan & Shi Min

Chan Shi Min

Crimes:
Merciless Slaugter of Culinary Art
Irritating the Italians

COURTROOM DRAMA

Prosecutor: Did you or did you not witness the merciless slaughter of a pizza during Language Arts?

Witness: No, it was more of a sadisti-

Prosecutor (Interrupts): Answer the question, and only the question.

Witness: Yes.

Prosecutor: Did the slaughterers express any signs of joy or happiness at the sight of the pizza's demise?

Witness: Yeah.

Prosecutor: Yes or no?

Witness (rolls eyes): Yes.

Prosecutor: Did the slaughterers stop their sadistic torment of the pizza when it begged for mercy?

Defendant: Irrelevant!

Prosecutor: Do you, as a girl, think Jerian is "cute"?

Witness: Yes.

Prosecutor: I rest my case.

Defendant: Jerian. Is. Not. "CUTE".

Prosecutor: Oh yes he is. He could win "Manhunt".

Defendant: Is not.

Prosecutor: Is too.

Defendant: Is NOT!

Prosecutor: Is TOO!

Judge: Order in the court. And get me a new hammer.

I dunno what the hell that was.

Today we had Dance. IT WAS HELL. I was stuck in this all girl group. Horrible. Lion Queen, Sidekick, Mei Wen and Norec. Eww. God help me. And our song was a sickly sweet Korean crime-against-humanity.

One night and one more time. Thanks for the memories, even though they weren’t so great. “He tastes like you, only sweeter.”

~Thnks Fr Th Mmrs by Fall Out Boy

Maplers & Ankle-Sockers

I'm in a bad mood today so I guess I'll blast things that I don't like. The heading gives you a hint.

But first, something more light-hearted. During Lang Arts lesson, Xun Kai's group did a PowerPoint on how to make a Cappuccino (did I spell it right?). After the presentation, Mr Faizad told us about the different types of designer coffees. It appears that he once worked in a Starbucks before. Cool. Then he asked who are regular coffee drinkers. Only a few hands went up, mine included. I was kinda shocked. HOW DID THESE PEOPLE SCORE WELL FOR THEIR PSLE WITHOUT COFFEE?? Anyways, let me impart my prescious coffee knowledge to you:~

Espresso: Just pure, simple, coffee. The "base" for all the other designer coffees.

Cappuccino: Espresso + Frothed Milk. 1:1

Latte: Espresso + Frothed Milk. 3:1

Mocha: Espresso + Chocolate

Double Espresso: Espresso x2. Duh.

Long Black: That traditional coffeeshop coffee. Known to many as Kopi-O.

Red Eye: Long Black + Espresso

Gosh, I can work at Starbucks too.

On a totally unrelated note...

Maplers: I don't see the point of wacking a mushroom. (Kudos to WReX) What do you guys have against invertibrates, huh? Thousands of snails are dying on Maple island as we speak!! Is this some kind of mushroom holocaust, or is it just a sign of total cognitive submission? (Kudos to Dogbert) I may be starting a anti-Maple blog. I'll tell you if I do.

Ankle-Sockers: How the hell do you guys find time in the morning to meticulously fold your socks? What's the point of exposing your ankles? You want long legs? Get some genes from that friend of WReX. Stop yakkin' and put a sock it in. Bad pun intended.

Alright. I won't be posting for another 4-5 days. It used to be on a 3-day basis, but now I can't find the time.

Blah blah blah blah -- ALL BLACK

Blah blah blah blah -- ALL BLACK

The seats of my Cadillac

Blah blah blah blah blah blah black

~All Black by Good Charlotte