hot upcoming movie called " Star Wars: Finding Jar Jar Binks""* Pointing to himself during a Geography lesson on the topic: Tropical Rainforests*
Danial: I'm the emergent...
*Pointing to Mervin and me*
Danial: You guys are the canopy
*Pointing to Hanif*
Danial: And you are the undergrowth
Hanif: [Face_angry_and_pissed_and_sad] "
- In School
Oh my god...This has been such a "pleasant" week!
Anyways, a lot of my time these few days has been spent on reflection and soul-searching. Or at least reflection...I couldn't find my soul...I think it ran away...again...
I've been thinking...was it really that good an idea to have my hair sprayed a nice red during the National Day celebrations...It seemed like a pretty good idea at that time. Of course, if I had any idea of the outcome, I would have killed myself for the thought..
To keep a long story short, it took me one day to get the red spray paint out of my hair. It took three days to get the paint out of my scalp. I was truly an Ang Moh, a literal redhead. You know...the funny thing is, when the red paint was on my head, I seemed dumber...No offense to people with dyed hair and Ang Mohs, but you may wanna consider dying your hair black. You could be smarter...Ahem...Smart...Could...Maybe...Slight chance? Ah hell...fat hope...You'll still look dumb..
Speaking of which, the white streak of hair in Shane's hair calls to mind a picture of Rogue from the X-Men series. After all, doesn't Rogue have a lock of snow-white hair among her blazing-red hair? I see some connection...Oh wells...At least it suits them both...Can't picture Shane without the white hair now...
Been busy with ELDDS today and yesterday...Skipped Chinese Orchestra to attend an ELDDS meeting but I really don't care...Even though EL's my 2nd CCA, I like it a lot more and so I'll attend it...
Tied up doing the backdrop with Wai Wan, Charles, Teng Yong, Tanim, Andrew and Yan Jie...Today I almost choked when Charles said that I didn't talk much...
We're racing against time to finish painting the backdrops, getting combined rehearsals arranged and over with while trying to retain what little sanity we have left. Frankly, I'm not too worried about my sanity...After all...Why should one worry about losing what one does not have?
I've been completely hyper-active like a...a...hyper-active monkey high on coffee, steroids and sugar these days...Danial, Mervin and Nicholas are pretty creeped out by my frequent and wild outbursts. Truth be told, I don't really plan these...um..things. It's just that a lot of energy builds up in my body and when it climaxes, I simply can't restrain it and hafta burn it, resulting in a short mad frenzy of frantic giggling. I just try to burn as much energy as possible within the shortest amount of time...
Work is getting to me...I'm just leaving my homework in class so that if the thought of ever actually doing my homework should pop into my mind, I have no choice but to ignore it...
ARGH!! My previous post got lost! I can't believe it! It had a map, a compass, a satellite, state of the art robots to guide it and it still got lost!!!!
Ah wells...I'm like so totally bored so I'll type another post..
I've been checking out other people's blogs and I must say that they are far more humourous and intellectually-challenging than I expected. For example, both John Cheo and Jafnie Ardie use very very "chim" words in their blog. I do not recognize the words but I do know what they mean since it's easy to find synoyms for those words. However, my 7 remaining brain cells have decided to take a permanent vacation...
::Sniffs...I'll miss you guys...::
Sigh...Tomorrow got Geography test...And my Geo textbook is currently in class 1C, under the 4th table from the front, far left of the class and I'm assuming that you're facing the class. Which means I have to actually think about studying when I get to school tomorrow. Thankfully, I've just realized that the darn school will be conducting the ever-so-useless and obsolete assembly in the Parade Square. I fail to see the point of assembly...After all, the national anthem and pledge can be done in class as demostrated on days without assembly. The school anthem could be done in the same manner if dear xxxxx would take it into his head. That leaves prize-giving. Now, correct me if I'm wrong but I am certain that no one gives a flying f- about prize-giving, especially if you ain't receiving no prize. As for those that are receiving prizes, kiss my ass and cry.
However, this opinion may or may not change depending on the rate that I receive prizes in the future. If this rate comes to a minimum of 2 prizes a day, then I will consider revising this opinion. If not, KISS MY ASS!
[Warning! Long and possibly boring narration follows. I advise that you grab some goodies and a drink because if you plan to read this entire post to very last full-stop, you're gonna need nourishment and hydration...]
Did 9 hours CIP yesterday...Woke up at 6.30, got to Tampines Regional Library ( TPL) at 7.55, 5 minutes before we were suppose to assemble. Met Mervin, Ganesha and Lai Chee Bai-I mean Meng there. Saw DaNiial and EngBaBa after a few split-seconds. I kept trying to push Mervin into the plants. He was like "Aiya, cannot lah...I got Matrix one..Cannot fall down" One hard shove later, his ass was kissing the red flowers. Poor flowers. They have been changed from beautiful bougainvilleas to Rafflesias in the space of 2 seconds. Oh well, win none lose some...
DaNiial was PMSing after we got our bags. EngBaba and I started after him but I discovered that I had three bags...So I ran back, forced Victor to return the extra two bags before taking off after DaNiial again..
DaNiial, being the haughty pussy-head that he is, stalked off to god-knows-where, leaving me and Nicholas stranded in the deserted crowded bus terminal cum ( think straight...) MRT Station. (Un)fortunately, we met up with Kevin, Mervin and Clement and decided to go Bugis together. So we hopped onto a MRT train and were on our merry, noisy and vulgar way to Bugis.
After a long wait on the train made interesting by frequent squabbles, loud cussing and beatings, someone mentioned that we had reached Bugis. Nicholas went " Cannot be lah...No direct train to Bugis". I pointed to the sign outside that read "Bugis" EngBaba flushed...
Bugis was still relatively empty but all of us managed to get a few donations. Mervin, Nicholas and I somehow broke away from Kevin and Clement. Trash-talking and collecting donations, we made our way through the not-busy-not-noisy Bugis before hailing a cab to Orchard.
The taxi driver was sooo kind, offering to take us to Takashimaya where it would be crowded. To make matters better, he did his part for charity by lopping off 80cents from the taxi fare. How sweet..
So anyways...I got separated from Mervin and fats-Nicholas and after a long time of aimlessly walking around and futile attempts at getting pedestrians to donate, I took the MRT back to Serangoon station and went to the market near my house, praying that I had made the correct choice.
Turns out I had since it was still "Market Mode", where people come and go, goods are bought and sold, children are lost and found and I got lots of donations, managing to clear 100 stickers in about 30 minutes. While on my 120+ sticker, coincidence and fate caused a passer-by to donate to me. Upon closer scrutinization of me, the passer-by asked me if I was from VS. I was slightly perturbed as I was wearing the VS PE Shirt with the badge and word " Victorian" emblazoned on the front and back respectively. However, being the nice, sweet, kind, courteous and ettiquette-mindful person that I am *Shoots people vomiting*, I answered "yes"
The passer-by then revealed herself as one of the architects that built the current VS. She and I had a nice long chat, during which people just kept coming up to me and donating. It was all very sweet...All I had to do was say "Oh Thank you very much!", give them a sticker and continued talking. Soon enough, I learnt that the woman, and with probability, her friends considered the completion of Victoria School one of, if not their best, accomplishments. The lady said that it was the biggest and best school they had ever built, complete with hostel, field, mural, grafitti and those little jumping poles that are probably used for safety purposes. But I don't care about safety purposes...If the drivers are not alert enough, they deserve to have their car smashed into a wall and themselves flung into either the wall or a rubbish bin. Hopefully, it will be the second as this will teach them a lesson as well as providing entertainment for me.
Anyways, the woman soon left with her mother, carrying their humongous amount of groceries. By that time, I had a mere 17 stickers left. Suspicion made itself present in my mind. I only remembered taking out two new sticker-papers from my bag which meant I only had 150 stickers. Alas, I took an indifferent attitude, quickly collecting donations and finishing off the 17 stickers. I remained, still collecting donations while pretending to be sincerely and profusely apologizing to passer-bys about the lack of stickers and that I was " just doing my part for charity by collecting more money to help the less fortunate". After that though, I returned home, drank some coke before making my way to Parkway Parade to meet up with Bob, Mervin, Clement, Vikash, Travis and Charlie.
I did not stay at Parkway for long though as I soon departed to Bugis via a taxi with Clement at the request and begging of Herlene. Of course, Herlene had to pay the fare * Insert evil grin*
Anyways...At Bugis, Clement and I talked with Herlene and Nicholas who was with her. DaNiial joined us later and passed me the stickers that I forced him to take for me. We started collecting more donations but the people there weren't as friendly as the ones at the market.
I had a very bad start with donations being few and far in-between. However, a miracle happened as for once, I had children as assistance. The sight of innocuous,angelic children frolicking happily as water from the ground-fountain was sprayed, forming watery arches that lasted a few seconds before falling and splashing on the ground in a flowery wave; it attracted grown-ups. Naturally, I struck when the iron was melting and soon enough, I found that donations were pouring in and the stickers were trickling away like the water from the fountain running into the drains - Pretty damn fast.
It was soon 3.30 and Clement, Nicholas and me made the decison to return to Tampines. We reached our destination at 3.45, still too early to return the donation bags.
There was a fair however at the bus interchange. The voices of stallholders and patrons alike filled the air while the delicious aromas of ba kua, kachang puteh and other delicacies were prominent even in the crowded area. Nicholas and I made our way through the crowd. Rather, Nicholas pretty much barrelled through them while I followed behind, getting the occasional donations.
Nicholas spectulated about the possibility of that being the fair for the upcoming Mooncake Festival. Being ignorant of the date of the aforementioned festival, I merely murmured my agreement before being distracted by ice-cream. As if reading my thoughts, Nicholas voiced his wish to buy ice-cream. Having no objection, I soon found myself with a nice delicious and cold Vanilla Waffle Cone in my hands.
As we strolled aimlessly in the interchange, we met up with Charles, Ganesha, Victor and later, Farhan and Clifford affectionally known otherwise as Bobo. We talked shop while Nicholas searched for a chinese music Cd. Upon failing to find it, he fell into a rather bad mood that lasted for but a minute before he cheered up and we made our way back to TPL where we returned the bags. At first, the supervisors were reluctant to accept the bag. However, after realizing the weight of the bag, they agreed, citing that " at least you collected a lot of money." Little did they know that both Nicholas and me, acting on either Herlene's or Nicholas's advice - I've forgotten whose, had visited the toilet before leaving Bugis. While in the toilet, we squeezed our hands into the bags and pulled out as many notes as possible. Then we went around Bugis, asking shop owners to change our notes into coins. To my disappointment, I was not able to get 10Cent and 20 Cent change for my notes and had to satisfied with $1. As I soon found out however, 10 $1 coins are significantly heavier than 5 $2 notes and provided a noticeable increase in weight...
After the bag was returned, I emptied my black bag of all remaining stickers and took Bus 22 Home, falling asleep on the bus due to exhaustion and nearly missing my stop. I opened my eyes to see the bus about to leave the stop. All bleariness and drowsiness was instantly cleared from my head and I yelled "Stop!" while simultaneously pressing the door bell. As a result, most of the passengers and the bus driver turned to face me, a mixture of annoyance and humour on their face at my outburst.
Blushing, I quickly tapped my EZ-Link card and hopped down the steps. Running the rest of the way home, I quickly took a bath before being willingly mesmerized by the world of Computer Games.
Ah well...That was a nice long and pleasant type...Hope y'all haven't fallen asleep...It's barely 10 p.m but already I'm exhausted. Ah wells...Good Night!
As a rule, every step in a Dichotomous key must be split into two sections. I have found the perfect split that works for every key - > " I like" and "I Don't Like" - Linus
Conversation between me and Mervin :
Mervin: "Linus, did you study for the Geography test?"
Me: "What Geography test?"
Mervin: "I knew it..."
Oh screw you...You read it...Now you're cursed...Cursed to continue reading the horror, the ranting that is * insert scary music, lightning and thunder in the background* My Blog...
I've been a baaaad boy...not updating my blog for almost two months...Seems like without my blog as a source of comic relief (Shouldn't I be insulted or something...), everyone's gone into PMS mode. PMS = Playing MapleStory, not the other PMS.
Life's been absolutely normal / horrendous / hellish / ghastly. Pick one of the four, it doesn't matter...They all mean the same thing anyway...
Been switching around games again with very very bad results...Got completely hooked on Mortal Kombat Deception after modding my XboX to play it...Who doesn't love slashing / gutting your opponent only to finish them off with a brutal Fatality?
::Sees number of raised hands::
Oh poo...
After Mortal Kombat Deception ( MK:D), got addicted to Mu again before making the fairly-recent switch to Maple. One word of advice to Maple players out there: Don't play it too much. Too much refers to anything over 5 hours a day averaged out over a week. I play only on Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays and I clocked up about 40 hours of Maple time...Now I'm like totally and completely and utterly bored of it...
Heroes Of Might and Magic is a wonderful alternative to Maple. It's like Maple, only with uglier graphics and a nicer fighting system. My personal favourite is Conflux where everything centres around Magic...probably because Conflux IS Magic...I've even got a personal quote for Conflux - > "When I play Conflux, it's Heroes of Magic, not Might."
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Cheesy? Yes...Corny? Maybe...Do I care? No. Moving on...
Sports-wise, I ran the short distance for 4.8 KM on one of the Fridays.Either I can't remember which Friday or I can't be bothered to remember which Friday it was. Or maybe it's both. Yeah...It's probably both...
Just for information, I have absolutely nothing against running the 4.8 KM. Except for the running part. And the 4.8 KM Part...So in reality...I love everything about it except for it.
Got another nice Drama fest thingy coming up...Evening Of Music And Drama on 2 September, Friday...Got a pretty nice Programme with lotsa plays. CO and CB performing also, gonna fill the hall/auditorium with beautiful music...Most of the seniors performing in the plays also acted in SYF thank god...At least I don't hafta get to know them again...Anyways, the seniors we have now RawKK majorly and are like super kool and funny...Especially Martin and his monologue. Oh my god...I have never laughed harder than when watching Martin performing...
I'm totally hyped-up for EMD just like SYF. I dunno why, especially since I'm not even performing but hey, it feels good to be so hyper so I'm just gonna go along with it.
It's gonna be a blast...I've got a positive feeling about this. And I am never wrong about positive feelings.
The time when I got a positive feeling about a Maths test then failed it doesn't count by the way...Or the time about the spaceship before it blew up...or...lots of other stuff...
Gosh..I really miss going out...I miss Yan Jun, Starbucks, Victoria, Starbucks, Jovina, Starbucks, Herlene, Starbucks and tons of other stuff and Starbucks. Did I mention I miss Starbucks?
*Looks at the numerous "Starbucks" in the above sentences*
Nope, I did not...So...I miss Starbucks...
Now that I've got some brace-like-thingy on, my words come out muffled and slurred. They were hard enough to understand before...now they're next to impossible. I've still gotta wear the damn things for another month before switching to the conventional braces...Strangely though, I seem to almost always be in a very good mood as usual. Unless some poor ignorant suicidal sap wants to go " Oh wow Linus! You're wearing braces?!" Then Nice Linus goes flying away and Evil and Sarcastic Linus takes over and gets...Evil and sarcastic...Well...What else were you expecting *Rolls Eyes*
Lots of changes have taken place in my life too...A new TV, new bed and I'm planning to get my room painted a nice blue...Now...If only I could get a new sound system for my laptop...Can't believe I deleted the sound system. * Bangs head against wall* Stupid...Stupid...Ow...Stupid...
Anyways, as a wrap-up to my blog ( Yes...All things good/funny/evil must come to an end), I hope that everyone reading my blog enjoyed it. Because if you didn't, it was a terrible waste of your time...Boo hoo hoo...
I expect comments on this post...
~*~Favourite Quotes. Taken and edited slightly by mii~*~
In my dream, a terrible black haze had fallen over the world. The world was enshrouded in a veil of black; screams, shrieks, moans and groans of the wounded and dying piercing the air, wrenching one's soul to hear it.
All of a sudden, a small orange light flickered, then grew slightly larger. It was a candle flame, a symbol . It stood for the courage of mankind; of the bravery; the fighting spirit and the endurance. It was a bright symbol of the Human Race, a single flame shining, defying the darkness. It stood for Hope. Hope for the Human Race.
I laughed and blew it out - Joker from Batman
This is my favourite game: It's like catching, I'll count to 10 and you hide or run. Then I'll find you. Once I do, I'll chase after you and once you think you've gotten away from me, I Kill You. - Venom from Spiderman
There is nothing, I swear, nothing more irritating than an overly durable wanker who just doesn't know when he's dead. - Psylocke from X-Men/Excallibur
When did I ever give you the impression that I was the nice one? - Huntress
I could help. I just don't want to. - Android 18 from Dragonball
Monster? I'm not a monster. I'm the Devil. - Brolly
Leave it to me, and we shall win - Ma Chao
You know nothing of Torment - Scorpion from Mortal Kombat
I've had to learn to live with a lot of things. - Kitana from Mortal Kombat
Add on: I don't have to learn to live with you though - Yours Truly
I haven't a life to give you fool - Quan Chi from Mortal Kombat
What are you saying? Are you trying to tell me that you have feelings too? - Sephiroth from Final Fantasy
You do not want to finish that sentence - Lulu from Final Fantasy
You're always the hero, and I'm always the villian. Fine. If it's gonna be that way and I 'm gonna be the villian, then I'm gonna act like one - B.Ko
Hey all! Finally decided to update my blog again...
Haiz...Anyone out there have any idea how hard it is to type a blog when your fingers are almost numb and won't listen? Well...It's like that in Perth. I would wear gloves but...there aren't any...
What's been going on in Perth?
First off, the greatest thing in my life happened. I MANAGED TO BUY MORTAL KOMBAT DECEPTION FOR ONLY $60! Oh gosh...I so can't wait until Monday Morning...The plane'll touch down and once I go back home and finish my homework,I"LL BE FREE TO PLAY MORTAL KOMBAT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- cough cough. Deep breath-HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHA!
AnywayZ...Life is pretty good here...If you don't count the frostbite, pneumonia, cold, flu, running nose, sneezing, frozen feet, frozen fingers, frozen face...Good thing is we did manage to eat Gelare. Oh Heavenly Waffles...Oh Great Maple Syrup...Oh Magnificent Whipped Cream *Insert pervertic grin*...Oh Benevolent Ice-Cream...Your humble servant is here to eat and/or suck you..
When you read suck, do not think of oral sex suck. Ok? ComprehendO? Good...
Now that we've cleared out that Sexual Innuendo, let's get back on the main topic whatever that may be. CaSSiE taught me how to draw Anime. That means that I improved quite a bit. So now I've graduated from dust balls to stick figures YaY! Go MIIII!
I've been forced to play my Playstation which is like half dead. Even worse are the two controllers *Shudders* The wireless one is almost dead and the wired one is fcuked-up to the point it keeps making you go left until you smash it on something. Unforunately...I either smashed it one time too much or one time too hard and dislodged something inside the f-king controller. It still is functional but even more fcuked-up than before. And that's saying something...
The weather here is sooooo cold. Considering that it's winter, that's not much of a surprise. But I always get nightmares when the weather is very cold. There was one about the Earth being destroyed by an adorable flying piggy, one of Kermit the Fag-um Frog being viciously attacked and devoured by Miss Piggy who, for some strange reason or another, was wearing tons of make-up, had a beehive-hairstyle like Marge Simpson and spoke with a snooty English Accent. There was one about all my friends being trapped and slowly tortured and painfully killed.
Actually...scratch the last one off as a nightmare. That was a pleasant dream...Ahh.....Spikes...Electric Chairs...Porn Sumos...Documentaries...and for DaNiial, a tape of my voice played over and over and over again...
Life is good...
Wow...this must be like my shortest Blog entry yet...Oh well...Don't care!
To all those reading my blog, Love to ya! I love you all for what you are...
My mindless, obedient ugly zombies...
Excellent...Excellent...
Insanity. My constant companion - Linus
It's been like 4 days since I've updated my blog. Which is probably a relief for those ppl who regularly read my blog. They find it very hilarious and usually end rolling on the floor, laughing their little heads and large asses off. "Ha ha ha" *SPLAT!*
Hmm,,,,what's happened so far? Nothing much bah...It hasn't even been 1 full day since I've been in Perth. I arrived at about 3.15 and now it's approximately * Looks at watch* um...9.23 and 25 seconds. 26. 27. 28. 29. 30. 31. 32. 33. 34...Oops..
The plane flight was like soooooo horrible! I mean they completely removed First Class. WTF sia? Thankfully still managed to get Business. The plane's food um...food on the plane I mean, was usual. That means it tasted like something a cat dragged in, ate, threw up, dragged outside, dragged back inside, ate and threw up again. The satay and salad were pretty nice but the main course, some grey-brown lump suppose to be Beef soaked in mud/sauce tasted like play-dough.
Mmm....Play-dough * Licks lips*
Ok, so we've finally touched down at the Perth Airport. And my brother decides to drag his fat fat FAT ass to the toilet. Which means one big group of people managed to "Overtake" us and go to the immigration counter thingy. Which means that we had to wait half an hour. Which means I was bored. Which means I was seriously pisssssssed off.
After finally clearing the immigration shit, we had to collect our baggage which thankfully took nowhere as long. Then customs came. Now, I have listed the steps of which I shall take should one more person call me a "child"
1: Snarl angrily and jump on them.
2: Strip 'em
3: Stab them 22 times in the eyes, 11 for each eye.
4: Rip off their head and stuff it up their ass.
5: Set them on fire.
6: Smile evilly and laugh like a homicidal maniac.
7: Bend down and pat the adorable puppy that will appear out of nowhere and walk right past me.
Customs in Perth is sooooooooo strict! They opened up the picture of Theresa jie-jie and David's wedding. As in ripped open all the packaging and stare at the picture. And then after that was over, they opened the 2nd picture. Then they hurriedly tried to tape it back together with masking tape ( note the TRIED!) Then they scrutinized the food items which we brought and to my immense relief, confiscated the evil black fungus that was laughing at me on the plane.
Finally, we cleared Customs and went outside the airport where David was waiting for us with his very very cool shiny blue car that he got just that afternoon. I think I was honored to be the first to actually take a ride in that car beside David himself. Either that or I wanted to puke after eating the Beef. I think the latter is the more probable of the two.
So, we reached Cassie's house after a half-an-hour drive through the very very congested streets of Perth. When we arrived, Cassie promptly leapt at me. So I had to beat her off with a bag. She turned into a big purple dinosaur with sharp teeth, blood red claws and a fluffy tail. So I tossed her a Scooby-Snack which she gobbled up and reverted to human form.
Nah just kidding lah. And if you didn't know that, then may I recommend you a well-known mental doctor? He's really effective. People go in and they come out cured. Of course, they develop about 5 more conditions, amongst which Fright and Insanity are prevalent but...Petty unimportant details. Who cares?
So, by the time we unpack and everything, it's time for dinner. Which means DOMINO PIZZA! Cassie and me grabbed a piece each and ran to the funny "playroom" room-thingy where we talked and talked and talked. Then Simpsons came on and we watched. and watched, and watched.
All too soon, Simpsons ended (BOOOOOO) and we resumed our former conversation. Which lasted for the loong loong looooooong time of 5 seconds. Then we started to surf the internet. Cass showed me this really wacky website about the Ilama Song which is very cute and funny. By that I mean cute and funny. Yes, I do find some things cute so you can stop rubbing your eyes and puking now!
Ah wells, tired out from the flight as well as the lack of sleep on Thursday,l I fell asleep at 11. Pretty early I know but as I said, I was rather tired.
And this morning, i woke up and came straight to update my blog. Wonder if YJ has read my previous blog and noticed the part about her and DaNiial making out?
The foot bone is connected to the leg bone...The leg bone is connected to the rib cage...The rib cage is connected to the wrist bone...The wrist bone is connected to the skull... - Linus
Ah...Since I'm sooo bored...I'll do another update on my blog. About half of it is gonna be pure ranting so I suggest you grab popcorn and Coke and come over to my house. Then you can give me the popcorn and Coke. I'll thank you and gratefully shove you out of my house onto a busy street and slam the door in your face.
Well...Yesterday was pretty boring...Wake up, have tuition...The desktop computer STILL has a freaking problem so I still hafta use my virus-infected laptop. "Whee..." So I just switched between X-Men Legends and Street Fighter: Third Strike on the Xbox. I still suck at SF:3S, my best characters being Makoto, Elena and Ibuki.
For those that don't know, Makoto is a teenage karate girl who looks butch. Ibuki is a teenage ninja girl who is constantly hyper-active on sugar and steroids. Elena is a Brazilian who is on growth hormones judging by the size of her limbs. Makoto is a pretty decent fighter because her butch-ness distracts her opponents as they try to adjust their sunglasses. Elena has good range, speed and pokes that will cause your opponent to get high blood pressure.. Ibuki can bitch-slap your opponent silly... Make one mistake however and you have 2 seconds to take a plane to China where you'll find Ibuki after getting her little ninja ass kicked half-way to the Moon and back.
Speaking of which, I still hate how Necro looks. Saying that he was whacked by a branch from the Ugly Tree wouldn't do it. Saying that he fell out of the Ugly Tree wouldn't even be close. Perhaps the closest description I can give would be that Necro was bitch-smacked around by the Ugly Tree itself. If Necro could tap into his monumental ugliness and use it as a source of power, he would be omnipotent indeed. But alas, he cannot and therefore must remain the pitiful fugly creature he is.
Lunch was spaghetti. Scratch that. Lunch was suppose to be spaghetti. The "sauce" was too thin however and ended up tasting like swill. Thankfully I asked for a lot of cheese. That helped disguise the taste so that I managed to survive. However...I soon lost my appetite. Oprah Winfrey was talking about "Ways to Prevent Yourself From Looking Older" It had something to do with observing your shit. The channel was changed to 35 and I killed my brain cells by watching Cow And Chicken. Just for the record, Cow is brain-dead. I think the space reserved for her brain was taken up by extra milk.
Anyways...I went up to find my brother playing my Xbox. And he broke my Marvel Vs Capcom 2 CD. I calmly picked up the broken CD, replaced it in the cover and closed the cover. Then I whirled around and started smacking my brother around with the cover. *Smack!* You -*Smack!* Ass- *Smack!* Hole!*Smack!**Smack!* You- *Smack!* are- *Smack!* gonna - *Smack!* pay - *Smack!* for- *Smack!* THAT! *Smack!**Smack!**Smack!*. After whacking my brother about 3 more times, I threw the cover at his face, stormed back into my room and started listening to the radio to calm my nerves over the wreck of my CD. Fcuk lah..$60 gone down the drain like that sia.
Anyways...No other interesting things happened yesterday and/or today so I'm gonna stop here. Maybe tonight I'll edit/update this...
Wah...damn tired sia...Fairly early morning go out and hang with FrenZ...very exhausting...This blog is gonna be sooooo long-winded since I've got lotsa time on my hands... So grab popcorn, coke and enjoy / hate.
Haiz...7 a.m that stupid DaNiial anyhow send ppl msg. Think I still asleep rite? Bloody hell...I wake up soooo much earlier than you hor so if you read this blog...btr not send me stupid msgs at 7 a.m...Bloody beeping sound woke up my brother lah. Not that I care for him mind you but he's like damn f-king grumpy. PMS alert...PMS alert...
Yan Jun's house is like sooo bleh...I don't mean that in a bad way lah..but it's kinda weird. I mean her toilet has a freaking white curtain in front of it...For what sia? Every night you go toilet see the white curtain sure think is ghost then scream like a siaow zha bo (which you are) rite? Suppose to meet at Da Xiang's house at like what...10.30? End up DaNiial and me reach there at 10 while Victoria took her own sweet time to choose her clothing ( which DaNiial ended up doing) then take taxi rush over. By that time already 11.30 lah girl girl...Not fair sia...Herlene's father suddenly don't allow her to go...Oh yar..what's wrong wif wearing Sandals with long pants! I like it what...it's my outfit anyways...Yan Jun wore a shirt...that was like translucent. Everytime she turned around can see her bra through her shirt...damn pai seh lor...
We reached Plaza Singapure at like 12.30 ~ 1? I also dunno the time because Victoria and YJ keep trying to whack me. Not my fault I keep making them laugh rite? Every little thing also must laugh like hell...Somemore YJ suddenly didn't want to go, then later aft. DaNiial force her to go, very bad mood. Keep trying to whack me and wanting to invite some Desmond pai kia guy. Victoria so scared of him sia...Too early for movie so end up we go Arcade and play Drummania. Bloody hell sia...can't believe I lost to Yan Jun lah...Oh no wait she got advantage hor. I only got the two sticks. She got the sticks PLUS her trunk so = three sticks. No wonder she can hit most of the stupid icon thingies... Later DaNiial challenged us in the basketball game. He got 41, Yan Jun got slightly higher and I beat both like hell. My turn that time, I just pick and throw and throw without aiming since got time limit. Result? I got about 50+. Second time much much worse though...only took the score up to 102...Miss so many! Stupid balls keep bouncing off the damned hoop! One even bounched all around the bloody cage thingy and flew out, almost whacking me on the head sia... Everyone was like laughing including me...
Later we went to buy the tickets for House Of Wax. Problem? WE'RE ONLY 13! Bloody hell!!!!!!!! I mean wtf is up with the Nc-16 rating? It's SOOOOOOO DAMN STUPID!!! It's not as if violence and/or blood and/or gore is going to horribly scar us mentally for the rest of our lives or something rite? We're are also so "exposed" so not as if we watch H.O.W will get affected much...Worst come to worst, DaNiial will learn more ways of scaring the bejesus out of YJ? All the people around us dun wanna help us to buy the tickets...Very unfair lor...Must peitition to remove the NC-16 rating lor..I mean it's damn stupid...Change it to PG-13? That way at least we can watch lor...
Haiz...After deciding that watching H.O.W was completely out of the question, we went down down down...to the basement 1 I think...Viickii and I finally meet Fujiun lor...He's a pretty nice guy but apparently was rather quiet that day...Tired from 5 hours of Rugby training? Dunno lor...YJ and Viickii dragged me, DaNiial and Fujiun to take neoprints...Fujiun didn't really seem to mind but DaNiial and I kept trying to escape. Sia lah...we run all around the stupid machines but still kana caught by YJ. Not fair lor...she blocked the entire passage with her um...natural insulators? So in the end still forced to take Neoprints. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be...until the decorating part came. OMFG....YJ and Viickii went absolutely 100% bonkers lah...take all the bloody gay flowers and hearts and sparkly-sparkler sparks and throw all over the picture with the occasional "We Rawk" and "Cute!" sprinkled with glittery crap. Damn girly!!! YJ is so damn blur...In the picture it's actually me who's arm is on her head yet she tot it was Viickii's...I mean...Viickii's left hand was VERY obvious in that shot and she was clearly wearing a watch. The arm on Da Xiang's head also had a watch...Like Viickii would wear two watches. I bet it's not fashionable or sth...But anyways...the point is that YJ is VERY BLUR...
After taking and cutting out the neoprints with much argument over who gets what piece, we headed for...nowhere in particular. In fact...Me, DaNiial and Fujiun pretty much watched as YJ and Viickii shopped for bling-blings and clothes that make them look like some cheap desperate skanks...No offense lor...but that "shirt" was nothing more than some sorry skimpy excuse for a tank top...a VERY SKIMPY REVEALING tank top...Then aft. a while, we headed back to the arcade where I promptly smashed my palms into painful oblivion by bashing buttons on some stupid game that requires you to smash your palms into painful oblivion by bashing buttons...Wait...I think I've said that before...After hanging around in the arcade for a while and getting separated from DaNiial ( which isn't a bad thing F.I.Y), we went down to Gelare...I got a Large Waffle with Ice-Cream..at the cost of owing YJ $1...Tok cork for a while...YJ finally intro'd me and Viickii to Fujiun who I doubt still remembers our names. Then DaNiial told us to look for him, thinking he can hide from us. Please lor..we could see your stupid big retarded head sticking out from behind the GV pillar...Later he joined us...cork toking resumed...Then Viickii had to go home due to a curfew...So we moved over to a more spacious table.
The seating arrangment was horrible lor...DaNiial sat next to me whilst YJ sat next to Fujiun. Very suay lor..DaNiial kept hitting me while Fujiun kept poking YJ, making her scream and squeal. Then later I absent-mindedly folded an excellent paper aeroplane out of a receipt and launched it at YJ. It hit Fujiun instead and he tried to throw it back at me. The result? All of us were like pressing against the railing, craning our necks to follow the plane's path as it flew over the railing and spiralled down and down...finally crashing into a barricade some 3 stories below...Well either that, or it hit some unlucky person on the head/back/rump/face. So sad...for the plane. I really couldn't care less about the person. Hope his/her eyeball kana stabbed or something sia...
Afterwards, we continued talking like hell...DaNiial n Fujiun were still poking and disturbing YJ and me who were like laughing too hard to defend ourselves. Bloody hell lah..one of these days must take revenge sia...Then later I think YJ tried to kick DaNiial after he poked her or sth. DaNiial somehow managed to snatch away her shoe and threw it to Fujiun who hung it over the railing as YK squealed like hell whilst trying to reclaim her shoe. She struggled like hell sia, Fujiun almost dropped the shoe, resulting in her letting out a ear-piercing shriek. I think I'm still a bit deaf from that...Oh yar...forgot when this happened but some people took the seat in front of us. Then the little baby boy stood on the seat and leaned over. DaNiial was sniggering and asked YJ to look around. She did and screamed when she saw the little boy. I think the boy is gonna be slightly deaf for the rest of his life. Anyways...Fujiun seemed to take to the baby immediately, playing some "Hide N Seek" game with him and teaching him some little "tricks" which the baby quickly mimicked and learnt. It was kinda cute though...I think even DaNiial wouldn't deny that...
Parents came back from Shanghai today. DaNiial dun worry, my mother can buy Amityville Horror, House Of Wax and Meet The Fockers for us! GO MUM!
Haiz...this is like my first post here...Dunno whether to make it short and sweet or long and completely boring and off-topic...*sigh*...see as I type bah...
Damn boring sia....everyday go school got all the stupid post-exam activity crap...It's not activities sia...it's torture. Cannot play, cannot talk loudly, cannot sit on table, cannot go downstairs play and run around...where got fun? Only let (FORCE) us to watch some stupid movie about some bully. Very generic and stereo-typical summore leh....Boy very pai kia....Like one girl but got compeitition. Must steal things...He kana caught but rival never...Then later rival rape the hell outta that little slu-um girl...then she commit suicide...The ending was sooooo boring I'm not even gonna comment on it...Oops wait..I just did * Does the Dr. Evil pinky-pose*
Ah wells...at least that stupid filmw as worth something....CCP lesson Mervin, Nicholas, Wen Kai, Pei Xiang and someone else, forgot who leh, did a spoof of the play...Quite entertaining lah...Pei Xiang "yan dao" meh? Mervin where got "chio bu!!" "Bu Chio" more like it arz...Thank god got a lot of humor lah...especially the part where "Yan Dao" raped "Bu Chio" like hell...very funnie...for about 30 seconds after it ended...Ours was like so crappy ar...of course..we had to put it together in like what? 1/2 hour? I mean our group had like 5 people...Somemore I didn't go for the stupid 1st half... But that Victor is damn gong-gong lah. Pick topic also must pick what stupid lawyer shit. KNNB lah..He know how hard it is to present, debate and conclude a case within 3 minutes or not?...Bloody hell sia...Next time we do dramatization must make sure he not in our group...or at least not picking the topic...I still can't believe no one objected to the title...Dexter, Travis, Kevin...HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME!!!!
Everyday go home nothing to do 'cept watch tv and chat online... Not saying that it's very boring lah...but...it is...Now everyday must resort to reading humor and/or heavily-laden-with-sexual-innuendo fanfiction liaoz...I've been reading and re-reading the same Diablo 2 fanfiction, the same story....the same page...the same paragraph..the same line and I STILL find it funny.
Everyone thinks I'm crazy..except for maybe Yan Jun...Oh no wait, she finds me crazy too...*Attempts to do a rough spoof of the French Fanny* These people seem to find me crazee...In fact, MANY people seem to find me crazee...They say I talk funnie...they say I walk funnie...and they say I'm just plain crazy..Uh huh...Do I look like I am crazee to you? DO I REALLY LOOK LIKE I'M CRAZEE TO YOU? BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH! Damn you stupid "normal" people....
Arhs...Probably shouldn't me typing this out at what noon...Aren't blog entries suppose to be typed at night after you've experienced everything? Oh wells...Guess I'm keeping in with my "crazee" image...Bloody Hell...I''ll show them how crazee I'm not...wait...I mean...um....