Today is dreadful.
Everyone (mostly) is going to Sumatra.
I'm not.
Not because i don't want to, but my mom doesn't allow.
Well, perry isn't interested in going...
I wish i could swap places with him.
Haiz.
Is there a difference between love and care?
Is there a difference between lust and hate?
Is there a difference between revenge and being enemies?
I'm lost.
He's gone, she's gone too.
You're going.
I really hope the next week gives hope to me.
I'm worried i won't get my 10%.
I'm more worried i break down into something i wish not to be.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
As My F****** Homework Gently Weeps.
Hi, again.
Do you guys find my blog too brightly coloured?
I think it's too bright.
Should i change it? I mean, white and blue....
Not good for the depressed state of mind.
Looks sickly too, overly gay.
Like Mika trying to hump a duck.
No, as in a white duck with a beak. Not a human version.
Haiz.
Welcome to my life. Woot.
Before i bore you guys out with boredom, today was sick.
Like, sick.
Started like as if you kicked a rabbit 20 times in the balls.
Ended like you shot the flaming rabbit in the balls.
With a rubber band.
Yahya would know what it feels like.
Oh, oh.
For those who didn't know, i shot him, right in the center of his blazing nutsack with a rubber band sponsored by Ben Chen.
- you pronounce the 'b' in his name as 'stupid-b' -
So, ultimately, his name is pronounced as stupid-b-en chen.
Oh, well. Classic shots aside, debate was quite a wonderful experience.
Thanks those who were listening.
Or was i bloody boring?
Anyway, beats Legion of....
of...
Marianne.
I was going to say Legion of Flaming Angels, but then it would sound too...
Death metal-ish.
Like the growling type.
With the mainly unhearable lyrics.
That are like 3 sentences long.
But make up a 4 minute song or so.
Oh well, i think i infected a few songs today with emotions.
Won't be listening to them in a while.
Other than Lollipop - Mika.
The coolest, most disturbing song in the history of mankind.
Other than Aaron Neville.
I swear, he is disturbing.
Another disturbing thing would be chinese homework.
Did the guy who invented that blasted language really think he died with honour?
I mean, he brought an unstoppable hell into the world.
Like: ROAR, HELL BREAKS FREE WITH CHINESE.
Roar.
I wouldn't go on any further.
Coz i heard 2 people got hospitalized trying to learn the language.
They spoke 3 words each, then one of them jumped out of the window.
The other clapped his hands.
Until they broke.
The Paramedics tried to make him stop clapping, but he couldn't.
It's worse than the Shanti virus.
The one on heroes?
Yeah, today's episode was tragic.
Like, tragic, tragic.
-The disinfecting bit could have been nicer.-
Aah, but then again, national tv.....
Haiz.
Do you think my blog will get suspended for mentioning national tv?
It's ok, i don't think so.
Probably only Ivor will get caught.
Because, if i stood next to him, the police will bash him up because they're intimidated, then they will arrest him.
If i gave Vorvor Painful Tan a flick in the tits,
(some which he aspires to grow big someday)
(which he enjoys giving, only to boys for some reason...)
He will scream, then after the arrest, i'll get an award for bravery of catching a guy *ahem* Questions his sexuality *ahem*, and i will also get...
Erm...
Ice cream and 40 virgins?
I think the virgins replace the need for Ha, ha, ha.
Probably better than Ha, ha, ha anytime.
What was the line? Something to do with ice cream and pleasure?
Oh, you use the ice cream to coat your partner all over (and under), then you lick it all up.
Wouldn't that be awfully sticky?
Oh, but then again, at the climax, i think the result will look the same.
Vanilla creamie on tits....mmm.
It's like sinful, and sinful.
But wouldn't the ice cream make you bloody cold?
It's like putting a naked woman into a freezer of...
Hmm....naked men?
Forget it.
Ok, i think i released quite a fair bit of humour (hopefully you laughed at some point) into today's most depressing post.
Or the wannabe emo post.
"I can have a dark side, if you want me too..."
So, what are you doing today?
What did you eat for lunch?
I ate a monster.
As Shakespearean english puts it:
Thou consumeth of one single, longeth, monsterous cocketh.
The Beast of which it was.
Stickyness shooting from itself, all over thine moutheth.
Liketh Spiderman makingth loveth to fair Mary-Janeth, in bondage.
Psst! (thick, white, sticky web shoots out from Spidey.)
Ooh!
Can you imagine how painful it'll be for poor Peter (Parker) if he's in spidey outfit and he has a boner?
Ouch, poor boy.
Worse, if someone hot offered to give him a little wank if he could get his little furry python out in 3 seconds.
Aww man!
It's like:
1....(no!)....2...(hold on!!)
3!
(Here!)
Too late wanker! You furry cracked arsehole!
Ok. Right.
I think this post is detiorating into bits.
Of fluff, and bodily fluids.
Like kinky and pillow fights.
Ok, here begins the next day....
5!
4!
3!
2!
1!
HAPPY NEW DAY!
0000 hrs.
I think this means i have to go....
Not to personally wank myself silly.
But to ensure Brandon Young doesn't let his little snake run free in the night.
Up into men's moneymakers.
Ooh.
Do you guys find my blog too brightly coloured?
I think it's too bright.
Should i change it? I mean, white and blue....
Not good for the depressed state of mind.
Looks sickly too, overly gay.
Like Mika trying to hump a duck.
No, as in a white duck with a beak. Not a human version.
Haiz.
Welcome to my life. Woot.
Before i bore you guys out with boredom, today was sick.
Like, sick.
Started like as if you kicked a rabbit 20 times in the balls.
Ended like you shot the flaming rabbit in the balls.
With a rubber band.
Yahya would know what it feels like.
Oh, oh.
For those who didn't know, i shot him, right in the center of his blazing nutsack with a rubber band sponsored by Ben Chen.
- you pronounce the 'b' in his name as 'stupid-b' -
So, ultimately, his name is pronounced as stupid-b-en chen.
Oh, well. Classic shots aside, debate was quite a wonderful experience.
Thanks those who were listening.
Or was i bloody boring?
Anyway, beats Legion of....
of...
Marianne.
I was going to say Legion of Flaming Angels, but then it would sound too...
Death metal-ish.
Like the growling type.
With the mainly unhearable lyrics.
That are like 3 sentences long.
But make up a 4 minute song or so.
Oh well, i think i infected a few songs today with emotions.
Won't be listening to them in a while.
Other than Lollipop - Mika.
The coolest, most disturbing song in the history of mankind.
Other than Aaron Neville.
I swear, he is disturbing.
Another disturbing thing would be chinese homework.
Did the guy who invented that blasted language really think he died with honour?
I mean, he brought an unstoppable hell into the world.
Like: ROAR, HELL BREAKS FREE WITH CHINESE.
Roar.
I wouldn't go on any further.
Coz i heard 2 people got hospitalized trying to learn the language.
They spoke 3 words each, then one of them jumped out of the window.
The other clapped his hands.
Until they broke.
The Paramedics tried to make him stop clapping, but he couldn't.
It's worse than the Shanti virus.
The one on heroes?
Yeah, today's episode was tragic.
Like, tragic, tragic.
-The disinfecting bit could have been nicer.-
Aah, but then again, national tv.....
Haiz.
Do you think my blog will get suspended for mentioning national tv?
It's ok, i don't think so.
Probably only Ivor will get caught.
Because, if i stood next to him, the police will bash him up because they're intimidated, then they will arrest him.
If i gave Vorvor Painful Tan a flick in the tits,
(some which he aspires to grow big someday)
(which he enjoys giving, only to boys for some reason...)
He will scream, then after the arrest, i'll get an award for bravery of catching a guy *ahem* Questions his sexuality *ahem*, and i will also get...
Erm...
Ice cream and 40 virgins?
I think the virgins replace the need for Ha, ha, ha.
Probably better than Ha, ha, ha anytime.
What was the line? Something to do with ice cream and pleasure?
Oh, you use the ice cream to coat your partner all over (and under), then you lick it all up.
Wouldn't that be awfully sticky?
Oh, but then again, at the climax, i think the result will look the same.
Vanilla creamie on tits....mmm.
It's like sinful, and sinful.
But wouldn't the ice cream make you bloody cold?
It's like putting a naked woman into a freezer of...
Hmm....naked men?
Forget it.
Ok, i think i released quite a fair bit of humour (hopefully you laughed at some point) into today's most depressing post.
Or the wannabe emo post.
"I can have a dark side, if you want me too..."
So, what are you doing today?
What did you eat for lunch?
I ate a monster.
As Shakespearean english puts it:
Thou consumeth of one single, longeth, monsterous cocketh.
The Beast of which it was.
Stickyness shooting from itself, all over thine moutheth.
Liketh Spiderman makingth loveth to fair Mary-Janeth, in bondage.
Psst! (thick, white, sticky web shoots out from Spidey.)
Ooh!
Can you imagine how painful it'll be for poor Peter (Parker) if he's in spidey outfit and he has a boner?
Ouch, poor boy.
Worse, if someone hot offered to give him a little wank if he could get his little furry python out in 3 seconds.
Aww man!
It's like:
1....(no!)....2...(hold on!!)
3!
(Here!)
Too late wanker! You furry cracked arsehole!
Ok. Right.
I think this post is detiorating into bits.
Of fluff, and bodily fluids.
Like kinky and pillow fights.
Ok, here begins the next day....
5!
4!
3!
2!
1!
HAPPY NEW DAY!
0000 hrs.
I think this means i have to go....
Not to personally wank myself silly.
But to ensure Brandon Young doesn't let his little snake run free in the night.
Up into men's moneymakers.
Ooh.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Bribe Santa now, for a Hayden Panettiere for X'mas.
Hey, all.
Get down on your feet.
And sing.
EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!
(guitar bit, for the next 6+ seconds)
Sing again, EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!
Haha.
Let's Not Thank God It's Sunday.
NTGIS.
School, school coming tomorrow.
Oh gosh.
Pray music doesn't skin my....
Tits.
Anyway, the holidays were pretty fine.
Not too bad, not too good.
Productive?
Debatable.
Oh, speaking of debate, i wonder how the JTo's are doing.
Point, sir.
Nono, madam.
Today, we had a debate in cat class.
Can you believe it?
Haha.
It was like:
Teach - "Ok, now, here's the scenario."
"Your best friend just stole your boyfriend (or girlfriend) away. Should you forgive your friend, or not?"
Class: Erm...hmm...
The opposing side: "No, don't forgive your friend, coz he/she's in the wrong."
Me: "Aiyah, forgive him la. After all, i'm hot, sexy, smart, my girlfriend sure will come back one la..."
- Clap, clap, clap -
Of course, that round was given to our team, coz the other team couldn't think of something better *ahem*worse*ahem* to say.
Haha.
Here ends Sunday.
Advertisement: HAPPY BIRTHDAY...
VORVOR PAINFUL TAN WHO LIKES
GENEVIVEANDNETTIEANDSINGYAANDTHEOTHER3.2BILLIONGIRLSTHATYOUFORGOTTOMENTION.
(BUT WE STILL FOUND OUT ANYWAY.)
This message was brought to you by the Lamefish.
Did i spell any name wrongly? I'm so sorry.
I got 'Charkwayteow-ed' in The Retreat.
By the tall guy and the not so tall guy.
It wasn't very nice.
Though pretty sensual.
Haha.
Has any of my posts been this long so far?
So sorry if your com lagged.
And even more, terribly sorry if i pushed Phelps off the list.
Aww, don't cry.
Here's a tissue, just make sure you use it to wipe your tears, not some other bodily fluid.
Yes, yes.
Welcome.
I was going to use a smiley, but then, it would have been the first smiley of this blog (or so i presume.)
So i'm going to make it grand.
- Drum roll -
"And now, for the first smiley of The Post..."
(and the audience leans forward, the cameras inching to catch every single movement.)
[=
"Oh, my, GOODNESS!"
(The crowd starts roaring.)
The Manager: "Come on, Lamefish, get out there and take a bow...you deserve it."
- <>< Bows. -
Ok, that was pure fun.
Retarded-ly fun.
Anyway, before i bore you guys to death.
Hereth endeth thou posteth.
Enjoyeth.
Get down on your feet.
And sing.
EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!
(guitar bit, for the next 6+ seconds)
Sing again, EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!
Haha.
Let's Not Thank God It's Sunday.
NTGIS.
School, school coming tomorrow.
Oh gosh.
Pray music doesn't skin my....
Tits.
Anyway, the holidays were pretty fine.
Not too bad, not too good.
Productive?
Debatable.
Oh, speaking of debate, i wonder how the JTo's are doing.
Point, sir.
Nono, madam.
Today, we had a debate in cat class.
Can you believe it?
Haha.
It was like:
Teach - "Ok, now, here's the scenario."
"Your best friend just stole your boyfriend (or girlfriend) away. Should you forgive your friend, or not?"
Class: Erm...hmm...
The opposing side: "No, don't forgive your friend, coz he/she's in the wrong."
Me: "Aiyah, forgive him la. After all, i'm hot, sexy, smart, my girlfriend sure will come back one la..."
- Clap, clap, clap -
Of course, that round was given to our team, coz the other team couldn't think of something better *ahem*worse*ahem* to say.
Haha.
Here ends Sunday.
Advertisement: HAPPY BIRTHDAY...
VORVOR PAINFUL TAN WHO LIKES
GENEVIVEANDNETTIEANDSINGYAANDTHEOTHER3.2BILLIONGIRLSTHATYOUFORGOTTOMENTION.
(BUT WE STILL FOUND OUT ANYWAY.)
This message was brought to you by the Lamefish.
Did i spell any name wrongly? I'm so sorry.
I got 'Charkwayteow-ed' in The Retreat.
By the tall guy and the not so tall guy.
It wasn't very nice.
Though pretty sensual.
Haha.
Has any of my posts been this long so far?
So sorry if your com lagged.
And even more, terribly sorry if i pushed Phelps off the list.
Aww, don't cry.
Here's a tissue, just make sure you use it to wipe your tears, not some other bodily fluid.
Yes, yes.
Welcome.
I was going to use a smiley, but then, it would have been the first smiley of this blog (or so i presume.)
So i'm going to make it grand.
- Drum roll -
"And now, for the first smiley of The Post..."
(and the audience leans forward, the cameras inching to catch every single movement.)
[=
"Oh, my, GOODNESS!"
(The crowd starts roaring.)
The Manager: "Come on, Lamefish, get out there and take a bow...you deserve it."
- <>< Bows. -
Ok, that was pure fun.
Retarded-ly fun.
Anyway, before i bore you guys to death.
Hereth endeth thou posteth.
Enjoyeth.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Moving on now....
Hmm,
Hmm,
Hmm,
Hmm.
Alright. i need to think of something to write.
Hmm.
Ok, i think i need more brains.
Yes, yes, i think that's a beautiful way to begin the post.
Otherwise, this might work:
Hi.
Sup?
(ceiling.)
Right.
Headache, headache. Seriously, i have no idea what to do.
Biology test tomorrow.
Wonderful.
Like chalk and chips.
"Bring out the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch!"
Well, i don't suppose you'll be eating the chips, if it had chalk on it...
But then again, i'm not making any much sense, am i.
Yes, yes.
Alright, i really need to rest someday.
*sometime today, preferably.
Ivor, good job.
You were breathing well today.
Keep it up.
Sorry, random.
Hmm,
Hmm,
Hmm.
Alright. i need to think of something to write.
Hmm.
Ok, i think i need more brains.
Yes, yes, i think that's a beautiful way to begin the post.
Otherwise, this might work:
Hi.
Sup?
(ceiling.)
Right.
Headache, headache. Seriously, i have no idea what to do.
Biology test tomorrow.
Wonderful.
Like chalk and chips.
"Bring out the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch!"
Well, i don't suppose you'll be eating the chips, if it had chalk on it...
But then again, i'm not making any much sense, am i.
Yes, yes.
Alright, i really need to rest someday.
*sometime today, preferably.
Ivor, good job.
You were breathing well today.
Keep it up.
Sorry, random.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Waterbug.
No, i'm not gay.
Michael Fred Phelps.
No <3's behind his name,
Perhaps only applying to one person, so far.
Known as The Baltimore Bullet,
Holds 13 gold medals from the Olympics
23 years young, 30 June 1985.
" Nevermind, i know that he'll take a jet back for me(: "
Said Louisa Quek Hui Lin.
Probably drooling all over her keyboard now.
Control is the key. And try to rehydrate while losing all that saliva.
Yes, please.
Waterproof computers would be good in situations like this.
(Here) ---->
Biological diagram to show adominal muscle structure of a human.
Oh, don't stand on ceremony.
Please, feel free to touch your monitor.
" Michael is on tv<3 omg omg omg "
- no prize for guessing who -
And, if you're Paul Wong, you're invited to stare.
For once it's not rude.
A biology hands-on lesson.
People say swimmers are clothes hangers.
Everything they wear looks good.
No, i did not make this up.
Phelps just proved the point.
Temperature rising?
" Michael!<3 "
Wait, is that a tattoo of the Olympics Logo on the right side of his hip?!
I think my blog has just became the most frequented blog.
Louisa, bad for health.
Patriotic. By the Famous Stars And Stripes safely wrapping dignity.
Oh? Whoops. I'm sorry.
Nah, relax. It's not over.
Not to worry, just a Speedo Athelete Beach Day.
Pose, pose.
" He's on fire <3 "
Sunnies, sunnies.
Check out the medals.
I think Michael's got too many to bring.
Stop and stare.
Yup, it's him.
You can compare the abs.
(Rehydrate!)
Wow.
In your face, Louisa Quek Hui Lin.
This concludes Sigmund Freud's chapter of Human Psychosexual Development.
Oh, dear.
Time to move on now.
Just another cute face.
Kawaii?
Haha.
Probably one of Louisa's favourite pictures.
i think he must have seen himself in a mirror. "Ooh! Who's that hot guy?"
"Now, that guy looks awfully like me!"
"Goodness me, Louisa might be nuts over the wrong guy!"
Not just the regular ice cream brain.
Wonder what's going through his mind?
Thinking: Stop staring at me! I'm trying to concentrate!
"Go sexy!" Haiyoo. Must i still mention who?
Ans: asiuoL
(In case you didn't get it, spell it B-A-C-K-W-A-R-D-S.)
Cool down now.....Deep breaths...keep your heart from stopping....
Then shout:
Encore, encore.
Michael Fred Phelps.
No <3's behind his name,
Perhaps only applying to one person, so far.
Known as The Baltimore Bullet,
Holds 13 gold medals from the Olympics
23 years young, 30 June 1985.
" Nevermind, i know that he'll take a jet back for me(: "
Said Louisa Quek Hui Lin.
Probably drooling all over her keyboard now.
Control is the key. And try to rehydrate while losing all that saliva.
Yes, please.
Waterproof computers would be good in situations like this.
(Here) ---->
Biological diagram to show adominal muscle structure of a human.
Oh, don't stand on ceremony.
Please, feel free to touch your monitor.
" Michael is on tv<3 omg omg omg "
- no prize for guessing who -
And, if you're Paul Wong, you're invited to stare.
For once it's not rude.
A biology hands-on lesson.
People say swimmers are clothes hangers.
Everything they wear looks good.
No, i did not make this up.
Phelps just proved the point.
Temperature rising?
" Michael!<3 "
Wait, is that a tattoo of the Olympics Logo on the right side of his hip?!
I think my blog has just became the most frequented blog.
Louisa, bad for health.
Patriotic. By the Famous Stars And Stripes safely wrapping dignity.
Oh? Whoops. I'm sorry.
Nah, relax. It's not over.
Not to worry, just a Speedo Athelete Beach Day.
Pose, pose.
" He's on fire <3 "
Sunnies, sunnies.
Check out the medals.
I think Michael's got too many to bring.
Stop and stare.
Yup, it's him.
You can compare the abs.
(Rehydrate!)
Wow.
In your face, Louisa Quek Hui Lin.
This concludes Sigmund Freud's chapter of Human Psychosexual Development.
Oh, dear.
Time to move on now.
Just another cute face.
Kawaii?
Haha.
Probably one of Louisa's favourite pictures.
i think he must have seen himself in a mirror. "Ooh! Who's that hot guy?"
"Now, that guy looks awfully like me!"
"Goodness me, Louisa might be nuts over the wrong guy!"
Not just the regular ice cream brain.
Wonder what's going through his mind?
Thinking: Stop staring at me! I'm trying to concentrate!
"Go sexy!" Haiyoo. Must i still mention who?
Ans: asiuoL
(In case you didn't get it, spell it B-A-C-K-W-A-R-D-S.)
Cool down now.....Deep breaths...keep your heart from stopping....
Then shout:
Encore, encore.
Friday, August 1, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
"On Santa's lap, tell him you want a Vanessa for X'mas."
Haha. I love hintful titles.
*hint, hint*
In case you didn't get the hint, there is no hint.
Never mind.
Today, as usual, nothing very special.
I'll let the day pass by.
Of course, while, you let the blog heading sink into your head...
I won't mind getting a Vanessa for X'mas.
Haha.
*hint, hint*
In case you didn't get the hint, there is no hint.
Never mind.
Today, as usual, nothing very special.
I'll let the day pass by.
Of course, while, you let the blog heading sink into your head...
I won't mind getting a Vanessa for X'mas.
Haha.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Umm-pah-pah.
"A star is rising, in the east...over Singapore."
(heartbeat)
Signalling the coming of a messenger...
(boom, boom)
A messenger who brings the news of song...
(scared breathing sound)
The Red Violinist: Coming December 2008.
(bass drum whack.)
Be prepared.
Haha. Sounded like a new movie is coming to cinemas.
Well, hopefully, someday, i get to direct a film.
Yeah.
Like: High School Musical 18 or something.
Oceans 73, directed by Gerard Lee.
I like that. Haha.
Eccentric.
Somehow, the word eccentric looks to me like 'egg' and 'electric'.
Otherwise, here ends the post.
Short?
(boom, boom)
Coming soon.
(heartbeat)
Signalling the coming of a messenger...
(boom, boom)
A messenger who brings the news of song...
(scared breathing sound)
The Red Violinist: Coming December 2008.
(bass drum whack.)
Be prepared.
Haha. Sounded like a new movie is coming to cinemas.
Well, hopefully, someday, i get to direct a film.
Yeah.
Like: High School Musical 18 or something.
Oceans 73, directed by Gerard Lee.
I like that. Haha.
Eccentric.
Somehow, the word eccentric looks to me like 'egg' and 'electric'.
Otherwise, here ends the post.
Short?
(boom, boom)
Coming soon.
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