BLOCKHEAD.}
DICKSHIT;handsome; cute; ugh.
CLICK AND DIE}
Jia Hao
YYZC
Chong Ser Chong
ONE-UP}
br>
DEFINE}
<$MTArchiveTitle$>
<$MTArchiveTitle$>
<$MTArchiveTitle$>
<$MTArchiveTitle$>
<$MTArchiveTitle$>
<$MTArchiveTitle$>
<$MTArchiveTitle$>
BOW DOWN LOW}
Monday, June 26, 2006
Life of a slacker
So while i walk alone on the only path i have ever known, i began to recall all the promises i made to myselfes in this zechuan life. I swore several times to change and be a honest, upright, and hardworking person. The second promise would soon follow up the broken first, and then the third, and more would follow. Turns out, I aint doin' nothin'. To teachers: another day, ol' man.
Lol.
Every dammed time i did any good in any test, it was pure godblessed. And in the Olevels, i passed most subjects because i spotted the questions, (that happened because i din blurdy listen to any of those teachers spotting them). I am dead slacker, and a luck duck at that.
Hell, when i compare myself to my kins, i think im blurdy adopted. My sister got 11 for her Os, and i know my blarder is another helluva whiz kid. The whatever oddball genes left seemed to have been left for me. All i do is just lie with my limbs wide open and stare at the good ol' ceiling all day. And all i want to be when i grow up is to become a steady ol' man. Zero ambitions, thats not a bad thing, damm it. But i dun blurdy like it when my relatives worry about my performance in this zechuans life.
Those promises, i realised i had already given up saying them. But thats the end man, so i shall give joo another chance, work a lil more consistently, punk. Then at least u when u become old, u r parents wont hate joo. You're heading for the world man, jc is just a lil stop along the way.
godblessme_SUPER,5:23 AM
Friday, June 23, 2006
hip hip heypenning par too.
ACT III: IMM, the forth storey.
After the dinner, we figured we shld carry on with our original plan, which was to find a court to kick ball. Somehow, we ended up at the forth storey of IMM. We passed some corridors, we turned and sauntered around. And then. We reached a spooky door. Our curiosness took over us and we exhibited our keen sense of exploring. But our souls did fight ferociously with the possible danger for awhile, but the exitement took the better of us. Everytime we saw some soul walk out of the dark tunnel, we would pee ourselves with excitment (or fear). Those poor dudes must be wondering why the fewk kiddos were gathering at a place out of nowhere and screaming at people like morons. Wells, not that we cared about what they said. It was pretty blurdy the way THEY kept appearing, damm it. Anyway, after about 1/2 hour we finally plucked what courage we have left and united it. We walked down the tunnel. Shock struck when we came upon a talisman of some particular unorthorndox religion hanging high above our heads. It seemed to stare at us wherever we went. But was it to warn us our trying to lure us? We decided not to take the chance and retreated to another path which looked more normal. But soon, we were to reach another tunnel which seemed to have NO LIGHTS at all. We tried to act cool in front of reach other for several split moments, while a haoster kept groping others for assurance. All of a sudden, someone RAN. The rest of us couldnt take it and chased after him. After we were out of hell, we seriously reprimanded each other for being such hum jees. But deep in our hearts, we knew. None of us were rambos. But then, maybe we just too cool for this kind of childish stuff.
godblessme_SUPER,8:33 AM
Saturday, June 17, 2006
hip hip heyppening
Today was just a peaceful uneventful saturdey, one of those days u could loaf on the sofa and watch tv and smeile all dey.
Then all of a sudden, i heard the phone ringing, pleasantly puzzelled at who the hell wanted to disturb me on this bewtiful saturdey. It turned out to be dustin. He sounded very guailan. I realised he was speaking his brand of not that good english. i commanded him to speak chinese, but he did not seem to comply. His objective in calling was to try and jio me into a football outing tonight. I steadily agreeed. We swore to meet at 630 at jurong east mrt.
However, we failed like misers. First i met rickster at 7, then we proceeded to saunter steadily towards our target. We estimated that the rest of the people would be somewhat later. Rickster flashed out his phone and tried to reach the rest of those latercoming losers, but as it turns out they avoided us by refusing to answer their phones. Several impatient moments later, they finally arrived at the destination. This included a liangster xianster and a duster. We met them on the way out of the jurong east toilet. We answered each other with fairly informal greetings, and then started to move out.
We walked past the indian tibits shop and then rickster and liangster stopped to purchase soda drinks and food. Duster was acting strangely again and went all the way to another toilet after we came from the first one. Since he was not all that important, we forgot about him halfway and begun our true journey towards a street soccer court nearby. Fortunately halfway someone reminded of his existence and we were able to wait out his strangely long time spent at the toilet.
ACT 1: On the Court
Wells, our journey towards the soccer court passed without farther incident, except that we met menster on the way, he tried to xian us that he was not coming to play and that he was going home. But actually he was just fetching shoes for several other people that were to come.
It turns out the streetsoccer court was dominated by malays. Out of courtesy we let them have it and went on to a empty space.We started aimlessly kicking the ball around.
It was then the last 3 members joined the party. They were respectively haoster jiester and jenster.
When they came, we talked more cock then we play ball. We got bored after a while, and due to a few hungry beings we diverted towards the IMM and had dinner.
ACT II: AT IMM, the first storey.
We had dinner at a fast food restaurant. Turns out we had different views on where to sit. We parted 2 groups and acted cool and sat apart. Again, we talked cocked and sang some songs. After the dinner we went to look around at various shops ( i find i cant use the damn verb, its too blurdy gay). Down there we compared prices, haoster was the head with obvious reasons. Then, i still cannot believe it as it type them out now, DUSTER actually had the autacity to SUGGEST that one day we should S*** together one friggin blurdy dey. The rest of us ignored him duelly. It was too retarded a thing to be considered seriously. Again, i wonder why and when he had turned into such a wimp. WTF PENALTY HIT POLE! We got bored after talking awhile about a few hokkien terms. We decided to find a venue to pursue our prior objective: to play soccer. Who would know it turned out to be otherwise...
..To be continued.
godblessme_SUPER,9:50 AM