5th day of christmas

On the fifth day of Christmas, my Mama sent to me, 5...GOLDEN..RINGS!!
4 FOR THE PONYTAIL
3 4 5
2 4 1
and a partridge in a pear tree.

%$@#! SUICIDE PLEASE THANKS

You know how bad days start out when people wake up?
Mine started out at 12am. BEFORE I EVEN HAD A CHANCE TO GET INTO FUCKING BED.
So there I am, staring at the screen since its tuesday night, or maybe Wednesday morning, I've just spent the past 3 hours downloading music and just when i wanted to add all the songs into my itunes, I realized that all the files have some write protection shit on it so its impossible to open the file or something when its transferred, and since I didn't know what to do with that shit, INTO THE RECYCLE BIN YOU GO BITCH, 3 HOURS DOWN THE DRAIN.
I got pissed off and started reading Eclipse, which I shouldn't have because it pissed me off further. Who in the right mind wants to read about getting lost in those dreamy liquid golden eyes and touching his cold stone skin while getting lost in his "delicious" (wtf?) scent WHEN YOU ARE ALREADY IRRITATED.
Stephenie Meyer is so predictable, I could write another book to add to her series, lets call it "Yet another book to describe Edward Cullen's face".
So the vampires are friends with the werewolves already, LETS THROW IN NEW CHARACTERS TO ENDANGER THE LIVES OF BOTH SPECIES! and we shall call the new character/characters, Han Velsing and friends.
But really, who cares about the characters who are out to murder them when we can just write about their blossoming romance right?
RIGHT, so lets start off.

(THE WORKS OF TEDMOND NG, SCREW OFF STEPHENIE MEYER)

As I looked into his liquid golden eyes, I began to lose focus of my surroundings. My breathing was erratic, coming out in short breathless gasps as I took in the perfect view of his flawless facial features. His smooth skin, felt icy cold against the touch of my hand... "Wait... why am I observing your skin Edward? Its nothing compared to your beautiful, gorgeous eyes, so let me stare at it again."

Edward smiled the crooked smile, I loved soo much and starts blabbering about how much he loves me (like I really care.. I'm just in this whole thing for his eyes). "My love for you lasts as long as when the forest is green, the valleys are deep, the sky is wide and the oceans are blue..."

"Oh Edward, I am so touched... turn me into a vampire now pleasssseeeee...."

"No... It will destroy your humanity!"

"My decision will not waver... soon one of us will give in Edward, but for now, let me continue staring into your... oh so mesmerizing eyes."


So lets continue with my shitty day.
I woke up, this morning at 7.30am and wanted to get some breakfast since its one of those days I actually get to have breakfast and not wake up at 2pm in the afternoon.
The moment I step downstairs, I see my dad sitting on the living room couch... maybe I can walk to the kitchen without him noticing... just maybe...
No chance, he calls me to sit opposite him because he wants to talk.

When my dad wants to talk, its not only about sex, somehow life philosophy, drugs, smoking, drinking, gambling all comes into the conversation.

Father: SIT
Me: What?
Father: Why you never study, still going out and still gaming?
Me: Sorry father.
Father: You taking drugs?
Me: No sir
Father: You smoking? drinking? gambling?
Me: No sir
Father: Got go Geylang?
Me: You think?
Father: Not lying?
Me: Yes father.
Father: If you need help, ask God. Ok let us pray for God to forgive you.
Me: (OH FUCK...)

Extend this to a half hour talk and this is the shit I went through.

Guess what? Its only 9.15am, less than half the day is over, I wonder what other shit I'm going to get into.

OCIP is over.
I really wished they could have extended it to a 1 week thing instead of 4 days as 2 of the days were spent travelling. So much has been said and done, and this whole experience was pretty much quite meaningful though fraught with much tension and dispute.

To our leaders, thank you for putting in the effort to organize this trip. Its probably been quite difficult to ensure it being smooth sailing and all. I'm sure its been difficult at times to take such frank criticism from some people, however, I hope you people won't take all the harsh words to heart. Forgive and forget.

I feel like a hypocrite just typing that out, as I myself have done a fair share of bitching, and I really hope you people can view it constructively instead of being angry.

To 1T22, congratulations on accomplishing Batam OCIP 2008.
Not only have we come back with satisfied hearts, tired fingers and mosquito bites... most importantly, we have acquired...
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AN AWESOME TAN.

I can't even remember what day it is anymore.

The past week was crazy.
So much shit to name.

I drank like 17 cans of Asahi beer one night and came home around 12am feeling retarded. Shu Feng, Justin and Gary happened to be around the area and called me to ask where Kovan Court is. Hmmm.. it sounded really familiar at that moment but I couldn't picture the place.
So they wandered around the estate for like 3 hours before Justin rang me up at 2.30am before proceeding to scream at me.
"YOU ASSHOLE. KOVAN COURT IS OPPOSITE YOUR HOUSE LA."
Nice one la Tedmond! thats what 17 cans of beer can do to you.

Then there was Justin's BBQ last week, yet again i can't remember the date. Everything is in a blur. I brought along a bottle of Jack Daniel's and "shared" it with everyone... actually I drank like 60-70% of it. Then I started feeling numb again, however it was still under control. We proceeded to dump Justin in the pond, then tried to taupok him. However, by some unfortunate twist of fate, Gary who tackled Justin, bumped his head on the floor and had some deep gash on his head and required stitches so half the party accompanied him to the hospital. I layed in the pavillion for like 10 mins before my stomach began to churn and then i puked a little.
Then Terence got drunk on like half a bottle of Glen's and a little bit of JD. (GG him). He puked in the pavillion and me being pissed off with him once again because he got drunk outside someones house and treating everyone like maids, I refused to help him. I guess i kind of pissed some people off that night but whatever, its my personal belief that if you're gonna get wasted without any form of shelter, you better not cause any trouble. He puked more and climbed across the railing to go to the pool, jumped in and then puked again. Fast forward all this shit and we were in Justin's apartment sleeping over. Hilarious stuff such as Justin taking his foam stick and twirling it around his head yelling, "HOWL! ZA-BIII-MAA-RUUU!!" and hitting everyone on their heads.

2 days ago hung out as ZiXiong's place for gaming/drinking night. Played Indian Poker again, only fell for their tricks once and drank a little. Then they played some reinvented blackjack game, where 4 cards are placed on the table and you can use multiplication division addition subtraction to form 21 with the 4 cards. Last person to solve it can accuse anyone to see if they really know the answer or was faking it. Overall loser was me and I drank like half a bottle of black label and a few shots of my own gold label. Since this was my 2nd anti-sleep night, I was close to being knocked out. Clambered back into ZX's room to game a few rounds of troll, after awhile I collapsed on his bed and started laughing uncontrallably. Then they started to hit me and stuff like that but I couldn't feel anything anyway. Then I knocked out and woke up the next day with a churning stomach again.

Peace out, I'm going out. No more time to post more stuff.

Subaru IMPREZA Challenge

George Lee won, he owes me a ride in his car.
I was damn nice to him and kept talking to him to keep him awake during my shift.

Milo powder face was in top 3 i think? or was removed.

So in total i earned $126. For 3 days of rather slack work, not bad actually.
One person was damn bitchy. He is called Shaiful Bin Cheebye Hongan Nabei Fuck. He boot lick all the head marshals and think just because he work before so Carol Smith become his best friend. He think his hair is Z-shape so he damn cool and handsome and become Mr. Charmer Bin Asspoke.

Fuck, he kaobei all the guys because we talk a little bit, but he let the girls get off scott-free because he damn handsome and charming, so all the girls will flock to him like flies to a can of garbage, because he is garbage. He carries around a clipboard with him so he has the right to be the boss of us? Is he giving us our pay? Did he organize this event?
FUCK NO.
IN FACT, HE IS RECEIVING THE SAME PAY AS US. SO WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS? YOU ARE JUST A FUCKING DOG! UNDERSTAND?
AND ARE YOU FUCKING GAY?
DO YOU HAVE TO COME AND TOUCH MY SHOULDER EVERYTIME YOU WANT ME TO CHANGE CAR DUTY? I'M SORRY I DON'T ROLL THAT WAY BITCH.

Oh wait... My bad... Sorry... Your hair Z-shape, use the gel make the hair straight straight with the back sticking out like tail... that must give you every right to be a bitch because you're too cool!
So heres a picture dedicated to you to depict how everyone wants to be like you!



oh look! its shaiful, shaiful, shaiful, shaiful, shaiful, shaiful, shaiful, shaiful, shaiful, shaiful, shaiful and shaiful!

I HOPE YOU READ THIS YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH.
(apologies to anyone whose faces were planted over by that little fagface, I know it looks like garbage, please bear with it)

opps out of credits. restart game.

I haven't been doing much these past few days, gaming, meeting with old friends, gaming...
I'm really drained, many stuff has lead to me feeling like a dick over and over again. This is pathethic, I didn't visualize the holidays to turn out like this.

I managed to catch Tropic Thunder a few days back though its M18. You have to catch the plotline in order to enjoy it.
Well, the movie is about the making of a movie which is based on a fictional book in the movie. However, the actor acting as the director of the movie then decides to film the movie by putting the actors in a real situation facing Heroin-farming Vietnamese rebels, so the actors think they are in a movie but actually, they are just in a bunch of deepshit. So... Ben Stiller, Robert Downey Jr, Jack Black and whoever... are acting as actors.
The laughs? Way too many to name. The entry sequence by which some Vietcong soldier charges up in front and eviscerates this actor and you are greeted by his stomach being split open to reveal....SAUSAGES. He then starts moaning and playing with his own guts spewing out and still lamenting in a retarded voice, "what is in this stuff??"
Jack Black facing his imaginary Heroin addiction in the movie, by which he stoops to many ridiculous means to satisfy his desires. Followed by slow-mo shots of him screaming "MY ASS!" which by all means double the hilarity extent.
Robert Downey Jr who is acting as a man acting as a black man who is acting as a man (I'm confusing myself too). He depicts a method actor who is unable to break his role under any circumstances even though they are in life threatening situations. The results? Comedy to the maximum.
Ben Stiller, the star of the movie in the movie, the jokes are based on the fact that he dosen't know that he is in knee deep worth of trouble, and still thinks that they are filming and the cameras are rolling which causes him to execute exagerrated forms of heroics in front the rebels. The rebels think these Americans as suicidal as they do not fear death and laugh at it in its face.
Picture this... the rebels are shooting at the actors and out pops Ben Stiller commando style! He does a series of ground rolls and pops in front of them, fires his weapon John Rambo way. He hurls a dud grenade at the rebels and the explosives technician 5 miles away activates the c4 that are attached to the trees. Rebels are beaten and scared shitless by them.

I can't exactly explain how funny it is, you'd probably have to watch it yourself.

Tazkingo!

As I have absolutely no interest in discussing the sadness of my life (results) and am currently utterly bored to the core. I shall thus share my love for my favourite game in Frozen Throne. No... not DOTA you bitches, I'm talking about Island Troll Tribes.




Let me begin by telling a story.
A life story of a troll.
A troll named Koonta.
Koonta was a hunter troll, and he was born on Isles of Mikolonogun, on the north-west island. Together he lived in peace and harmony with his brothers, Kippy, Kel and Shishmortis'Fork. However, their tribe of trolls were at war with the other 2 neighbouring tribes, which occupied the north-east and south-east islands. It was time to end the war... and what better way to end the war than to kill every other troll that were not their kin. Koonta's tribe was determined to exterminate the other tribes, they had stockpiles of disease potions, and ultra poison spears in their stash, ready to hurl at their enemies. Shishmortis'Fork, the gatherer troll, had discovered the art of creating essences of bees, which would summon an unstoppable force of stinging death. Kippy, the scout troll, had an array of living clay along their islands, ever ready to launch counter-attacks if the enemies were to invade. Kel, the thief troll, had managed to loot and plunder countless enemy encampments building up storages of stolen weapons and materials, armed to the teeth with magemashers and his trusty battle gloves, he was a fearsome force to be reckoned with. Lastly, Koonta, with his trusty steel axe and spear, was ready to wreck havoc upon the enemies, ambushing them with his ensare traps and overwhelming them with his pure physical strength.

This was the day they were to strike at the tribes, with force and determination, they were going to emergy victorious. They hid next to the hill, awaiting for nightfall...

"I hear ya mon..."

With a bloodthirsty call of frenzy, the trolls sprang into action. "Tazkingo!" Koonta bellowed and sprang forth from the bushes brandishing his weapons in the air and hurling his spear at the enemy gatherer which impaled him in the side.

"Troll smash!!" Kel howled, as he swung his magemashers at the enemy troll hypnotist without hesistation. Moving with intense speed and agility he proceeded to tear the hypnotist to shreds before finishing him off with an eviscerating strike.

Kippy, raised his sickle high, summoning a vast array of exploding clay over the island. The unlucky enemy hunter who had been fleeing ran unexpectedly into a minefield and was blown to bits within seconds.

"RaRRhhhRArrrhhhRarrhh!!" Shismortis'Fork screamed as his planted his bee essence on the floor and flung a series of disease potions at their enemy leader, Masterman the beastmaster. The beastmaster gurgled in horror and found himself slowly being stung and poisoned to death. Before long, he collapsed upon the floor, a destroyed heap of noxious troll flesh.

Koonta and his tribe were victorious!
They swung their banner high in the air. They were masters of the Isles.




SmallHeadeD: eh game, island troll again leh.
TmN91: later la i need to do pw.
SmallHeadeD: fk you la.
TmN91: eh, call tim toon and shawn lau come leh.
SmallHeadeD: yea call them come, island troll damn fun.



A day in the life of a troll.
I hope this would make you gays stop playing dota and start playing the game for real men.
Island Troll Tribes.

15 days to income.

Loads of shit happened past few days.

Went sentosa on the 8th. Fun in the sun.... not really.
I reached at 8pm. Oh well, brought those sunglasses for nothing.
Stayed over at Matt's place, drank a little at east coast park benches. The fun really started when Terence (retard) started spouting rubbish on why he didnt like Jews (juice?) because he drinks a cup of it everyday and how he dislikes their big noses.
Then Justin came roller-blading along at 3am in the morning hyperventilating and was freaking high when he came up to us. Then he proceeded to describe his 5 god-given skills which somewhat revolve around flying kicks/punches, his imaginary deathsand trap and people surrendering their handphones and wallets to him whenever he says his full name. Fun night.

On the 10th, met Tim, ZX, Toon Ee, Shawn Lau in the evening at Casuarina. Went to the blueberry hill pub, sang karaoke, drank beer. Then Tim started to make his homemade bong with a plastic bottle and some shitty vodka forming the base with a cigarette sticking out from the side of the bottle. Smoked it and got quite high for a short while. Made molotov cocktails in the carpark before going to the playground.
4 of them sat on the playground ponies and i stood in the middle, then we started shaking and vibrating and violently jerking until we all couldnt take it and were lying on the floor moaning, with Tim complaining about how he was going to puke.

Went rollerblading on the 13th, yesterday after school at east coast park. Fell down 1 million times. Mark (noob) sucks because he gave up halfway and started walking.

Ponned school today, went Darren's place at 7.30 in the morning and slept till noon. Met some of the rest at serangoon garden's club and went to play bowling.. or at least they did... i stood and watched, no money.

Shit, theres school tomorrow + I and R to do. Life sucks. Results coming. Oh shit retain.

Darren: Eh why you always buy that Allswell drink?
Me: (looks at Darren tenderly) Because... I love you.

this wasn't how i expected it to be.

Well.. promos are over... yet... it dosen't feel like what I thought it would feel like.
There was no instant rush of happiness after the paper like the O levels, rather it was a sense of dread.
I'm sad to say but... there is a slim chance I may not make it after all.
There could be hope for a sub-paper... however my repo with the teachers isn't that almighty after all the shit i have done to them.

No drinking party for the first night people, your booze-provider has not managed to find time to run down to Tierney's.

I should slow down on the cancer sticks as well, bad for the lungs...

Peter Griffin

i was really bored HAHAHA

omg SPORE

Oh my god.
I hate my brother.
He bought SPORE and placed it on my computer table 3 days before my exams are ending.
HE IS DOING IT ON PURPOSE.

This is bad.
MUST RESIST TEMPTATION TO OPEN BOX.

HE BOUGHT COMPANY OF HEROES AND PLACED IT ON MY TABLE LIKE A MONTH AGO.
HE IS FUCKING EVIL.

holy shit people! 4 days more to NER-VAR-NAH.

Went to serangoon country club (it exists?) today to study. Left rather early though, met a few CJ people at the bus stop.
Watched a few movies the past few days, and i'm going to do a short review about them.

1) Eagle Eye
Or should i call it... I, Eagle. Basically it's storyline is kind of a ripoff from I, Robot. A super-computer gone on a rampage due to its twisted sense of justice, dishing out the hurt for the good of humanity. However instead of being called VIKI, this time the computer is called ARIA (another female name). In I, Robot, Shia LeBeouf acted as Will Smith's sidekick who pretty much flashes his face for less than 10 minutes of the show. In Eagle Eye, he takes over Will Smith's row. This time Shia LeBeouf has grown... STUBBLE, he is now a man and starts to play far serious rows, in spite of being a man, Shia LeBeouf comedic way of acting is not suitable for an action hero and he should more or less just stick with playing the goofy sidekick in Constantine or the hapless dude in Transformers who lets Optimus Prime punch Decepticons' faces in for him. Finally the ending scene depicts a bomb placed within a concert hall in a attempt to assasinate the President of the USA, this bomb however can only be activated by a note of a certain frequency... sounds familiar? The movie Get Smart depicts a bomb placed within the concert hall, in an attempt to assasinate the President of the USA as well, which... can only be activated when the orchestra plays the entire Ode To Joy piece.
To summarize Eagle Eye, an action/thriller movie with a more believable plot than I, Robot. Pretty awesome chase scenes... which sadly... do not fall into the plot of the story and its sole purpose is to depict the duo running away from the FBI or... to escape from a killer airplane controlled by the computer that is out to roast their balls. To put it simply... imagine if Michael Bay had directed I, Robot... and instead of the supercomputer controlling futuristic robots... it instead controls everyday machines such as using handphones to eavesdrop on you... controlling traffic lights... CCTV cameras... ANYTHING that can makes use of technology.

One scene that made the whole movie worthwhile though, was the one where the Iranian man attempted to make a run for it. The computer silences him by disintegrating the powerlines hanging over the hapless man which swing towards him and causes him to spontaneously COMBUST upon touching him and skyrockets him 20 metres into the air from where he was standing and flings him away like a ragdoll only for him to crumple on the ground in a bloody smoking heap.
Dont fuck with computers ok? They can totally send powerlines up your ass.


2) Mamma Mia!
What can I say? Well firstly, Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! didn't get enough showtime though the choreography was good. Amanda Seyfriend is pretty hot and can sing decently too. Well, overall choreography is a pass i guess? Satisfying yet not out of the world and some parts were pretty lame too, like the Voulez Vous number where masked men (wearing catwoman glittery masks) start invading a bachelorette party which is rather whatthefuck ridiculous. The Does Your Mother Know number is rather laughable too, in which some puffy-haired afro nigger called Pepper (do i hear HighSchoolMuscial? the black guy who has fucked up hair) tries to make a move on a woman who is like 20 years older than him... in this case both parties switched roles in the song.
Finally Pierce Brosnan can't fucking sing for nuts, when the credits were rolling, he had 3 backup singers while the rest needed 1. When he started singing SOS, my ears were calling SOS also.
Not to forget the Dancing Queen number, when Meryl Streep and her two buddies started on their dancing rampage through the streets, every female worker they come across DROPS whatever they were doing and starts to boogie. VIVA LA RESISTANCE! ALL HAIL FEMALE REVOLUTION.
Much of the scenes were taken from ABBA MVs as well, with the camera zooming in on the workers faces when they chanted the "Money Money Money!" verse.
Despite being called Mamma Mia! the movie dosen't really depict much showtime on the song as well.

Well, any ABBA show is pretty good though. Though the actual musical is a definite winner for sure.

Two AJC people were making out 2 seats away from me halfway through the movie. DAMN UGLY BOTH. Threw black liquorice jelly beans at them.

physics... for the lose!

PHYSICS.
if i get an S for physics overall.
this is what i will do.


i will discretely bring Charlene the living loudspeaker to staircase 6.
then confess my utter ecstasy at having accomplished the impossible to her.

followed by the most shocking.
i will then PASSIONATELY make-out with her.

i am willing suffer such punishment for a sub-pass.

An Ode To My Family

I miss my secondary school buddies.
I miss 4-2.
I miss Paul Lee complaining about how 4-2 is damn slack, even though deep down he loves us all.
I miss Steven Quay's foreboding speeches about our doomed futures, followed by him trying to stifle his laughter when one of us replies with a retarded comment.
I miss doing countless hours of CIP punishment such as scrubbing tables and picking rubbish in Cat High.

Cat High is the bomb.

There was a drinking night at Russell's house yesterday.
AWESOME, excluding the fact that all the SAJC people have finished their promos, leaving me, the only CJ guy there who turned up, who has yet to even START his promos.
Met up with all the SAJC retards. Dog Wong, Toon Kwa, Guai Lan, Vicky Loh, Qian Qian and newcomer Dao Ming who is still alien with the Cat High ways.
Got reminded by them of the retardeds things i used to do. THE AIR-GUITAR MINAH MAGNET.
Followed by indian poker, loser drinks 4 shots of Bourbon Coke. I got jacked like 3 times in a row and had to down a hell lot, my stomach felt like shit after that and i did 50 pumping to backout of the game because the last 4 shots were on the rocks. Kyla kept humping my leg and stopped me from doing pumping for the first few minutes, however the moment the cameras came out, she stopped and walked off.
Kyla is Russell's dog.

Im sure going to fail promos at this rate.

F1 ACCIDENT OHMYGOD.

OH MY GOD
F1 ACCIDENT.
SOMEONE CALL THE AMBULANCE

post birthday celebration

i got taupok-ed like 4 times over yesterday
face-caked like 3 times
went to bathe during recess as my whole uniform was made of cake.
got spotted by LUCY for ponning chinese.
whip cream down my shorts after school.
scored a wad of wet tissue paper on waye shyang's sleeve.

apparently they wanted to dump me in the school pond, so i planned to pack my bag and make a run for it after chem lecture.
unfortunately, Foo came to look for me and gave a bunch of us suspension for skipping chinese, there goes my escape plan... well maybe i can make an escape attempt after suspension right?
WRONG. it turns out Han Xun and the rest got suspended for skipping school the day before also, and they attended suspension with me (everything always seems to work out for them)

luckily, i manged to convince them to spare me today since i didnt bring a change of clothes and they were going to dunk me tomorrow instead... something which is impossible since im skipping school hahaha.

birthday itinerary

here is my predicted itinerary for tomorrow.
A.M
7.00 - 7.30 beg the old man to drive me to school (bring like 2 extra set of clothes)
7.30 - 8.00 get reminded by everybody how i am gonna be owned after school (and supposed "surprise!" from cat high gang)
8.00 - 10.00 start praying that people who are out to get me suffer from a sudden lapse of amnesia and totally forget what day it is.
10.00 - 11.00 break time, get cake smashed in my face, dumped down my pants, thrown down my shirt. etc.
11.00 - 12.00 skip lesson to clean up. (or i can just sit in econs smeared with pastry)
P.M
12.00 - 2.00 start hoping that people suffer amnesia again (2nd times the charm right?), start packing my bag in hopes of making a futile getaway.
2.00 - ???? school ends. hell begins.
1) class taupok with me forming the base
2) meeting at PAC (forced), standard birthday ritual. R.A.P.E - Rip Apart Person's Ego
3) placed inside school dustbin
4) dumped in pond
5) walk back to class before initiating RAPE ritual again
6) while cleaning up, RAPE occurs for 1 more time.
7) GO HOME OHMYGOD. HOME NEVER SOUNDED SO FUN BEFORE.

i love my life =D.

the war against endless waves of feces

the young man stood strong.
clad in blue jeans and an orange shirt... he waited patiently, his gaze falling upon the clear blue sky...
this was it.... it was his moment to shine...
the sky swiftly changed to a blood red colour... murderous clouds filled the air... a horrible stench washed over our young man... nearly making him retch.
with no form of warning, the first wave fell...
wave after wave, a never-ending calamity, an unforgiving tide. Torrential rains assaulted our young man... torrential rains of... POOP.
he dodged and he strafed. "to the left! to the left!" he cried, very much like Beyonce.
our young man was quick on his feet... his footwork would have made Maria Sharapova erupt into fits of ecstasy...
however all that went through his mind were.. "WHAT IN THE WORLD DID THIS BASTARD EAT..."
for a split second... concentration slipped out of his grasp, he glanced towards the reel of ever changing numbers above him...
and that was all it took...

that was when.. it struck him... square in the face... right between the eyeballs...
he fell flat on his bum, consciousness slowly fading away...
he spoke out loud.. "is this the end? am i *mmmppff*..." he was sadly interrupted as yet another round struck him again, this time silencing him for good...

too much poo rain ohmygod. this is addictive.

the end of psychedelic rock?

"In my view, all the greatest Pink Floyd moments are the ones where he is in full flow. No-one can replace Richard Wright - he was my musical partner and my friend." He added: "In the welter of arguments about who or what was Pink Floyd, Rick's enormous input was frequently forgotten. He was gentle, unassuming and private but his soulful voice and playing were vital, magical components of our most recognised Pink Floyd sound. Like Rick, I don't find it easy to express my feelings in words, but I loved him and will miss him enormously. I have never played with anyone quite like him."

David Gilmour.

Is this the end?

Rest In Peace,
Richard Wright

you can just walk over it?....

my nose is leaking
my throat is burning
my head is throbbing
my ears are ringing
i felt like i haven't took a bath in 10 years
basically, a hobo on drugs

this sucks

how can it be possible for someone to take a nap and wake up with a hangover? i haven't touched that shit in like a week...
to sum it all up, i have used up almost 8 packets of tissue in school today. came home as soon as possible and took a 3 hour nap, only to wake up feeling like aliens have abducted me while i was sleeping and implanted a non-stop humming piece of cockadookie inside my head.

nice one tedmond, you dirty fuckin' sewer infested rat shit... you're gonna end up in orientation 2009...
i know... i know...

END-ucation

we don't need no EDUCATION.
we don't need no THOUGHT CONTROL.
dark SARCASM in the classroom.
HEY! TEACHERS! LEAVE THEM KIDS ALONE!

corruption to our minds? WHY do you feed us so? the craven few seek POWER and as we FUEL THEIR LIES, aren't we nothing but facades to their cowardice?
as spoonfuls of noxious and scheming ideas are FORCED down our compliant throats, what becomes of us? brain-washed? what difference is this from dictatorship?
we are but a conformist nation, and only one thing paves this infectious road.
END-UCATION.

Pink Floyd is the bomb.

I AM THE ANTI-CHoice

police-state terrorism?
SINGAPORE.
the amassment of murderous high-tech toys.
violent unilaterlality.
BLAME THE GOVERNMENT.
dogma dubya.
corporate.com imperialism.
SINS OF THE MORAL MAJORITY.

conformist bitch! descend! down the corporate workline. CONFORM. for you are naught but puppets pulled by strings.

are we not victims to the anti-choice? complacent consent overtaking our systems?

ARE WE NOT ALL ENVOYS OF FALSE PRETENSE? EMISSARIES OF SLAVERY? DIPLOMATS OF DOMINATION?
deterioration of our inner sanctum. the time has come. has it not?



apparently, i have rediscovered the pleasures of listening to KMFDM after a pissing day in school.
oh, as i was standing at the class doorway today, the class clock somehow managed to detach itself from the wall and plummeted towards the floor 10 cm away from me and erupted into an explosion of glass and plastic.
after picking it up, the clock decided to work for another 20 seconds before dying within my embrace. feeling much like the doctors from ER, i decided to save the clocks life. how?
as everyone knows, when all else fails, mindless punching solves issues beyond all forms of comprehension.
despite my greatest effort, the clock travelled towards the light and i was unable to change its sad fate (no more actor role for me in ER)
oh well, aren't we all the anti-choice?

today is 11/9. all hail American conspiracy.

spdf

heres another go on msn


spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
heloo!
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
kelly
Kelllllllly says:
yes
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
what homework is there ah?
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
qingyun dao me =(
Kelllllllly says:
erh. i not sure
Kelllllllly says:
i think got eng essay
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
i do already. hardworking =)
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
what else?
Kelllllllly says:
okay, i dont know
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
you donch want to tell me right?
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
wah lao
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
i knew it
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
you guys don't like me
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
T_T
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
WHY
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
REPLY
Kelllllllly says:
huh
Kelllllllly says:
erh no lah
Kelllllllly says:
haha i really dont know
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
T_T
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
no
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
you all always talk behind mai backs!
Kelllllllly says:
huh?
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
WHY
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
dont faake larh!!1
Kelllllllly says:
huhhhhhhh?
Kelllllllly says:
what
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
i hate 1t22 =(
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
why you like that?!
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
tell me the homework larrhs!!11!
Kelllllllly says:
i dont know
Kelllllllly says:
bitch
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
WHY
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
you know!
Kelllllllly says:
srsly
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
T_T
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
no
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
you dont want to tell me!
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
why!
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
why you diiscriminatesh me!
Kelllllllly says:
omg
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
WHY t_t
Kelllllllly says:
yesi m not going to tell yoou
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
now you dont even bellief i am shupei
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
whats wrong with you guys
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
fucking bitch!
Kelllllllly says:
im wrong
Kelllllllly says:
so i dont believe you
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
its you who make me sooh emoes!!!
Kelllllllly says:
yes shu pei call me a fking bitch
Kelllllllly says:
i know
Kelllllllly says:
i read your blog
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
whattever larhs
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
stalker >.>
Kelllllllly says:
yeah okay
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
read myy blogs
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
i never even links youu
Kelllllllly says:
yes
Kelllllllly says:
i know
Kelllllllly says:
i lock my blog
Kelllllllly says:
haha
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
i dont care
Kelllllllly says:
aye, you should sleep soon bitch
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
my life more interestings than yours
Kelllllllly says:
its 1130
Kelllllllly says:
tmr got test
Kelllllllly says:
i know
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
i confirm full marks
Kelllllllly says:
thats why i always go read
Kelllllllly says:
so exciting
Kelllllllly says:
i know
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
ahhhhhh!!11
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
ok
Kelllllllly says:
i sat beside you for the physics test
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
you know what
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
ai ya
Kelllllllly says:
what
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
you guys so lame
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
why am i wasting my time talking to you?
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
i very pretty
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
i am xiao long nu
Kelllllllly says:
i know, but i prettier
Kelllllllly says:

Kelllllllly says:
ben is yang guo
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
hahahaa
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
so cutexx rightsxx!
Kelllllllly says:
i know
Kelllllllly says:
hahha
Kelllllllly says:
I LIKE ALSO
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
=(
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
=[
Kelllllllly says:
dont be sad
Kelllllllly says:
he likes you more


and something else that kind of failed...

spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
hello
benedict says:
joke la tedmond
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
fuck…
spdf - shu pei damn funny says:
-_-

HELP I AM A SWEDISH SCIENTIST!

as i was utterly bored to bits today, i decided to carry out a little experiment on some random dude whose nickname on MSN wasn't that hard to type out.
society is bursting to the brim with skeptics, hardly anyone they can trust it seems.
(bolded font is me )

As We Immolate says:
greetings
As We Immolate says:
attention stranger
As We Immolate says:
i require your help
As We Immolate says:
dude
As We Immolate says:
what the fuck?
As We Immolate says:
hello
As We Immolate says:
could you listen to me?
As We Immolate says:
you have my display name exactly?
As We Immolate says:
my name is Asbjorn Von Halenburg
As We Immolate says:
i am a 27 year old swedish scientist stuck in your computer
As We Immolate says:
lol
As We Immolate says:
ok sure
As We Immolate says:
i was experimenting on the space time continum
As We Immolate says:
a tear occured and i was stuck within cyberspace
As We Immolate says:
please you need to help me
As We Immolate says:
i have a wife and 2 kids
As We Immolate says:
this is not a prank
As We Immolate says:
hello?
As We Immolate says:
dude
As We Immolate says:
seirously
As We Immolate says:
what man?
As We Immolate says:
tedmond
As We Immolate says:
i know it's you
As We Immolate says:
i am not the tedmond you speak of
As We Immolate says:
please
As We Immolate says:
i really need your help
As We Immolate says:
this is not a joke please
As We Immolate says:
if you do not trust me
As We Immolate says:
read the newspapers tomorow
As We Immolate says:
a swedish scientist has been missing for the past 9 days
As We Immolate says:
i shall await your reply soon
As We Immolate says:
lol
As We Immolate says:
sure
As We Immolate says:
ok


so for any of you swedish scientists stuck out there in cyberspace due to a tear in the space-time continuum (whatever that is...) and are trying to seek help from random people on MSN. too bad, you're out of luck =/.

HEAR ME HOWL.

this is awesome.

on the 6th of september at 3am in the morning, i had a sudden urge to make a blog. it must be pretty meaningful to have such an epiphany when the person next to you is sprawling on the floor drunk and having two others watching the US open women's tennis semi-finals and while i'm struggling to keep my eyelids opened.

all these aside... its a few weeks away from the promotional exams. results expected? U-ltimate =)