SHITBRICK

ignorance is fucking bliss muahahhahah! so yes it's five and i think the sugar is wearing off. just some things that i found on the web while having nothing else to do:

why do they say new and improved? it's not really new if it's just been improved, eh?
slow down. slow up. they mean the same thing.
why is transporting something by car a shipment, and by boat, cargo?
how do you get seedless watermelons?
your nose runs, your feet smells.
why don't psychics predict the winning lottery numbers and retire?
what happens if you drive at the speed of light and turn your head lights on?
(and my favourite) if ignorance is bliss, why aren't more people happy?

me is try sleep now

stars

just when you thought you were doing so well huh.

Mr. Orange is eighteen

today, i crossed boundaries i'd never thought i'd cross.

being ears, dialogue, whip cream, ice block thingy, pizza, beer through a hose, awesomest brownies, beer pong, literal ice breaking, orange fire hydrant. that pretty much sums up my very tiring friday. too bad there wasn't much alcohol left when i got to the party :( the kahlua helped though, slightly. and it's a really stupid idea to drink red bull at 2 in the morning

to Din, a happy belated 18th. may the world be as orange as you'll like it to be.
to A, well, just feel better.

i swear it's tough to be in charge, especially when it's a large group and no one listens ._. bah, okay imma go find things to do to entertain myself ciao.

have you ever thought of what happens when you fill someone up with too much emotion? they... go... BOOM!

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

ahh, how much people change with just one year. tsk tsk. unbelievable, really.

i notice i sometimes like to repeat stuff twice in a sentence. i kinda forgot a really good example, but it goes something like- errr, no thanks no thanks i don't want chilli, i don't want chilli? yeah, something like that i suppose, haha.

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so yes, today has been rather uneventful, except for the excessive walking with no apparent reason/particular aim whatsoever. coffeeshop, bridge, lounge, reserviour, mensa, engine, lounge, engine, lounge, home. and after today, i think i got my first official non-graded pass (whoop-dee-doo) for not attending french. long day ahead tomorrow, but i've yet to be visited by the sandman, sadly. and i was just thinking....





okay done thinking HAHA ciao.

football season is over

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party till you pass out, drink till you're dead.

yellow blaze

the new mungen year has been good (so far).
nice guys finish last. the not so nice ones will probably get jumped, beaten up and stoned to death.

inspired.

GRRRRRRRRRRR

don't you just hate it when you make plans two weeks in advance, and within that two weeks before the day arrives you go make other plans ON THE SAME BLOODY DAY, and when it's 3 days to the day you made plans on you realise you have 3 different groups of people you have to meet at almost the same time on the very same day and now you have a huge dilemma of choosing which is more important but you can't cos all of them are equally important and you feel like shooting yourself, but you can't either cos the best thing you can shoot yourself with are a few rubber bands (reusable though), so all that's left for you to do is to blog to show everyone what degree of stupidity you're capable of?

no, you can never hate it, cos I am the only person who can ever let this happen to oneself. awesome..

cow

what's up with the negativity?

im begging you

someone please get me jack mosher's hannya masks book for my birthday i promise i'll be good please please pretty please (or at least help me find it!)

i've been feeling queasy the whole day. awesome.

bakkwa

cny. brings me back, brings me back. such a close shave. about the same time last year dad spotted some 'black lines' on my upper arm. with a stroke of luck, he looked up my sleeve from the wrong angle, thank god.

last night was good. been awhile since i last drank, not to mention getting that DRUNK HAHA. quoted this from CJ's blog-

TO ALCOHOL!
the cause of-and solution to-all of life's problems

hear fucking hear!

FAIL!

PAWNED HAHAHHAHA

the quilt

guess who didn't wake up for school again

she didn't have a clue then

some people just amaze me. where do i begin? one, for instance, has the responsibility of a two year old. another, takes the feelings of others for granted, treating it like trash. some change with the company of different people, becoming an entirely different person altogether (im sure Obama's vision of Change doesn't run THAT deep), probably with the hopes to impress? some.. let's just say actions speak louder than words, and we definitely see through the veil of lies you've spun to mask what you've wished to hide (honestly it's not difficult at all). and most feel that it's very appropriate and definitely a-okay to vent their every frustration on the people they are with. tsk tsk. where do i begin...

currently, i like to blame my recent inability to wake up in the morning for school on withdrawals, haha. however, with each day that passes i feel the stress of the workload from school slowly lighten. dissolve. dissipate (and every other word which as any relation to the simple meaning of GONE). BUT! the real reward only comes on the fifth of the week, when i actually get to chill out, and drink liquid gold MUAHAHA.

besides that, i realised i haven't been handling my money properly these past few weeks, and that's definitely something to work on A.S.A.P.

im saving myself, one problem at a time. GOBRENDONGO!

eye opener

mom needs to know that having spicy food for supper is no good as you get that burning sensation in your tummy and you can't sleep. nonetheless, i'll eat whatever she buys, i mean come on, it's supper! who the hell says no to supper :) i'll prolly have to wait an hour or so before i go to bed so for now, im gonna find & smash that bloody mosquito!

born for this

this has to be the toughest week of the semester so far. practically every day of the week is filled with what i like to call 'acadamic presents', little gifts that schools give us students. oh the joy.

OB presentation on monday, which is done with, thankfully.
tuesday brings about BA test, which i've just completed about three hours ago with not much difficulty, surprisingly.
tomorrow being wednesday would mean marketing project, which i hope to start on soon.
french culture quiz on thursday, hooray.
and yes, i am not cut any slack, even at the end of the school week, as the macro project submission date is on friday.

ahhh, the life of a procrastinator :) on a much lighter note, i saw L today, and i recall mom saying she's going away preet-ay soon, 29th-ish, so yay for me muahahaha.

i actually intended to have a much longer post, you know, let the poet/writer (rather lousy one, perhaps) in me free for a moment or two. too bad i don't have the luxury of time. not today, not this week.

with that said, i bid you all a pleasant night. ciao.

disenchanted

if im so wrong, how can you listen all night long?

im sorry for yet another one-liner

luci

no more crazy ideas for me tonight

the day i felt i was in heaven

found some unattended cookies in the fridge. they were so awesome i just sat on the kitchen floor right beside the fridge and munched on some of them. i even hid them so no one else would get a chance to have a taste HAHA!

im gonna be sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo stoned in school later ._.

iwrestledabearonce

FAAAAILLLLUREEEEEEEEEEEEE

sounds so sweet

tomorrow i will stay home and diligently finish up my project.
tomorrow i will stay home and diligently finish up my project.
tomorrow i will stay home and diligently finish up my project.
tomorrow i will stay home and diligently finish up my project.
tomorrow i will stay home and diligently finish up my project.
tomorrow i will stay home and diligently finish up my project.
tomorrow i will stay home and diligently finish up my project.
tomorrow i will stay home and diligently finish up my project.
tomorrow i will stay home and diligently finish up my project.
tomorrow i will stay home and diligently finish up my project.
tomorrow i will stay home and diligently finish up my project.
x a billion times more

glory glory

or maybe not haha.

i can say the past few days have been exceptionally great, due to a number of reasons. honestly i can't name them right now, but i feel rather.. contented, if i could say, with what's been happening recently.

first of all a few birthday shout-outs, namely to Mark, Cj & Vera. happy 18th guys, you can finally smoke/drink/drive legally. however, if you ever read this, please do not attempt to do all three at the same time, not cool not cool.

besides that, the highlight of the week would be accompanying mark on that G-Max thingy at clark quay on friday. frikkinnnnnnnn.... aweesommmmmmeeeee..

that aside, i've been doing some (very unconstructive) planning, and i was thinking...

don't you think a GIR tattoo would be very cool? :D :D :D
just thoughts, just thoughts..
CIAOO

p.s this tuesday MUST be a do-your-project day

p.p.s good luck to those getting their o level results at approx 2pm today muahahahaha

about time..

for some soccer! will post on another day hehe

NOTE TO SELF:

SAVE MONEY FOR CAMERA/PEANUT BUTTER (as stated on 6 jan)

semi-charmed kinda life

on the sixth day, i lost.

READ THIS BITCHES

WHO WANTS TO GO TO ESPLANADE ON FRIDAY AT 7.30P.M FOR SOME MOOSIK? (you know i think i already have some other plans on friday but sadly i can't remember so since i can't remember what plans i've already made im gonna take it as i have no plans ^^Y)

GOLD DIGGAA!

i think im really bad at collecting debts :/ "oh no, don't worry take your time, im happy as long as the money comes back to me" is not a very good thing to say all the time HAHA. what to do.. what to do..

right now, saying "last year" still doesn't feel very last year to me. i find it farking annoying at how some can catch it so fast.
you: "remember LAST YEAR when we did this and that and blah blah blah blah it was damn funny!"
me: "what last year, recently only what! (pauses) oh yeah it's january now ._." totally fucked up i swear.

after looking at the ong bak 2 trailer/movie poster, i propose the movie be renamed Kung Fu Tarzan of Thailand/Jungle Man: Master of Elephant Martial Arts cos he fucking looks like a caveman from 6325483626357 years ago i swear. of course, i wouldn't want him to read this i'd get thrashed :X HAHA

hey not bad this is like a 3-in-1 post hahahhaha ciaooooo

a good read

gaah, i don't have the camera anymore, gareth needs it back as his photography module is gonna start soon :( which got me thinking- maybe i should get one for myself as a birthday present or something hehe, and maybe push back me getting peanut butter (lets just call it peanut butter) for a few months :/ hmmm.....

the reason im not going out till later is because i told myself i'd start on my projects cos i haven't touched on any but the way i see things going.... NAAAHHHHHH. okay at least i've done something now.

day six, and im not doing so good.

welcome to my play-doh fortress

what would happen on..

A SUPER POWERPACK AWESOME SALIVATING MONDAY (a.k.a S.P.A.S.M):
7:45 a.m - wake up, brush my teeth, bathe, right contact, left contact (yes, i have a sequence), change, probably have something to eat if im lucky.
8:30 a.m - leave the house for school.
8:40 a.m - while waiting at the bus stop, a black SUV drives past and stops at where im standing. two men (large built) come out, place a bag over me and throw me into the boot.
9:15 a.m - im hoisted out of the car. the bag comes off and i see myself in a huge hangar. im told i'll be taken to the U.S (it always has to be the U.S).
9:55 a.m - i flirt with the two (very hot ^^) stewardess on the plane hehe. the marines on board don't look too pleased.
11:45 a.m - after a two and a half hour flight (is this even possible?), i arrive in the U.S at a military airfield and they take me to a secret underground military headquarters in god knows where.
12:23 p.m - some CIA big shot briefs me on some top secret mission where there's lots & lots & lots of espionage, shooting, explosions, high speed chases, leaping off the top of buildings, sky diving, etc, and i have to save a damsel in distress.
1:47 p.m - i arrive in some war-torn country and do lots & lots & lots of espionage, shooting, explosions, high speed chases, leaping off the top of buildings, sky diving, etc. i save a damsel in distress. she THANKS me hehehe ^^ (NOICE!)
8:23 p.m - i reach home just in time for dinner.

A MONDAY:
7:45 a.m - wake up, brush my teeth, bathe, right contact, left contact, change, probably have something to eat if im lucky.
8:30 a.m - leave the house for school.
8:45 a.m - jostle with other bus commuters to get on bus 8. i wish i could put bags over their heads, spin them around a few hundred times to they don't know where they're going for the next eight minutes.
8:53 a.m - the only thing i can flirt with right now is the silver pole right in front of me with a red 'STOP' button because the bus is fucking ass crowded.
9:08 a.m - i walk into LT 17 and suriya bitches about me being late.
10:58 a.m - Macroecons tutorial. usually finishes early.
12:40 p.m - i have lunch with the tea drinkers (includes bubble tea).
2:03 p.m - lecture in LT 23 with marketing big shot (nice guy btw). i do lots & lots & lots of stoning and sleeping (especially in the past few weeks i dunno why). usually finishes early too.
3:47 p.m - i leave LT 23. if im lucky i get to say hi to a damsel in not much distress (maybe the wind is blowing a little too hard and it's messing up her hair).
4:35 p.m - OB tutorial. my classmates are frikkin noisy. im falling asleep. all she talks about is mindmaps, mindmaps, and more mindmaps.
6:13 p.m - now im either on my way to whoever knows where for dinner with some peeps or im going home.
8:23 p.m - highest point of the day. i remember i have no school tomorrow (NOICE!).

i've asked, and the magic 8 ball says that i can count on a S.P.A.S.M to happen, so im keeping my hopes up :) TEEHEE

p.s i've added music to the blog cos i like the song hehehehehehe

prioritize

just realised how difficult it is to accommodate to so many different groups of people with such limited time in a week. bros, posies, rat pack, rinku, family, other bros, the TEA drinkers.. fugggg. i propose more hours in a day, more days in a week, more weeks in a month, and so forth. bad stomach ache + church in an hour bye

sincerity

the sun peeks over the horizon and he jolts up from his slumber. as he gets up the bright yellow rays of sunlight hits him in the face, and he curses under his breath as he squints to look around his room. turning his head at an angle, he hears music coming from an unknown source on the other side of the door. it's eeire, yet soothing, like a lone violin being drawn to produce a depressing tune. slowly, he kicks his blanket off his legs, and lazily pushes himself to the edge of his bed. sitting upright, he feels waves of discomfort resonate through his temples, with only the one too many drinks he had from the night before to blame, and he curses again, contemplating on just lying in bed for the rest of the day. but the music draws him away from the thought of sleep, and as he'd come to regret, he slowly rose to his feet, the sound being the only thing that occupied his mind. walking to his door he twists the door knob, and it opens without a sound. poking his head out the gap he made, he saw a lone male figure, sitting with his back facing him at his very spartan dining table. still, the scene he took in gave him no clue as to where the music was coming from, because the man sitting at his dining table was perfectly still. suddenly, the man slowly begins to turn, as if he'd eyes at the back of his head, and what he saw next has haunted him for the rest of his life. to his utter disbelief...


IT WAS HIS FRIEND PETER! AND PETER CAME RUNNING TOWARDS HIM SAYING: I DON'T WANT PEOPLE TO SEE ME IN MY BOXERSSSSSSSS!! (HAHAHHAA)

omg fucking waste of time i swear. didn't actually have such an ending in mind but it was bloody six in the morning and i couldn't sleep :/ right now, i'll either stay awake and go to church at 9 plus or get enough rest and go for evening mass (i hope there's evening mass otherwise i'll get fucked again). see how it goessss laaaaahhhhhhh ciaaaaaaaooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

p.s im very sorry dolyce, very very VERY bad joke please forgive me donch be angry :/

p.p.s i just realized how fucking long my post is waste so much time siaaaaaaaaa z

HYPE

she smiled, she laughed, she cried, she puked. and that's what i gave her for the new year. BEST BROTHER ON EARTH, NOICE! (^^)Y

i would put up pictures, but i want to nap :)

THUNDER

how do you host an AWESOME party?

invite AWESOME people (and have alcohol :B)