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to those about to rock, I salute you
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[Wednesday
December 31st, 2008] |
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Sometimes, I really fucking hate my parents.
Your ears start to ring after they keep insisting how "lucky" and "ungrateful" we are. And that they wished and didnt deserve to have kids like me.
If I could, I'd get all the things they've bought me, and throw it at their face. Plus a big fucking middle finger to go along with it.
But I cant.
So fuck.
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[Wednesday
June 11th, 2008] |
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Happy birthday to me. Yay.
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[Wednesday
April 9th, 2008] |
Okay maybe after all this time, I still have'nt lost that much weight. But I'm getting there. To be really honest, I don't know what the heck I should blog about now. Life's been pretty steady nowadays. And by that, I don't really mean its a good thing. I need some fucking excitement in my days of youth and living. So far, it's just as far as work, and some other stuff I like doing. Well, I'm pretty happy with some of the other stuff I'm doing now. Its a lot actually; jiu jitsu, rugby, guitar and vocal lessons, and I get to go to the gym a lot. I just really hope I can sustain all of these when school finally starts. That aside, I think I will just write down people there in singapore who I have unforgotten memories of, because not many people know of the existence of this blog of mine back here at home.
I will start with EB. Because there aint no fucker who I miss more than him:
Oh god. There's too many to mention. Hmmm. There was the time where we slept over at david's house. Hella fun. Plus, all those art and history classes which we'd fantasize who had the nicest ass in school and who'd we bang the most. (BANG!) Oh! There were those bio classes which we would pretend to be japanese and answer ms. chong in jap catch phrases in all those anime episodes.
Ms chong: EB YOU NEVER STUDY!
Eb: GOMEN NA SAI! (bows repeatedly like a madman)
*Ms chong raises her hand and is about to hit eb*
Eb: YAMERO! (squeaky voice) HAHAHA. funny shit.
In lit classes too, where'd we always beat up and jack ben. Eh you shut up, fat boy! Ben: Eh fuck you ah! And Eb, do you remember that time where ben made that sound of a monkey or whatnot when we stole his pen? it was fucking hilarious. We were laughing all throughout the whole period.
Of couse, I will certainly not forget all those lunches and carl's jr we had talking about how other people in school pissed us off and label them as emo, then preceeded to fuck them up...sooner or later. I'll get back to this later, because theres too much to mention.
Alison
My clearest and best memory of you was that time when the first day of school started in 2007. You shouted my name from a distance, started running towards me like an insane ferret on drugs, and finally jumped on me to give me a really good hug. You probably didnt know this, but as you were running towards me with that mad look in your eyes, in my mind, I was going OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT. You scared the piss outta me. But all throughout, I thought it was very sweet. :] And i'll never forget it.
And who the fuck can forget that crazy laugh of yours. Its just so...unique. HAHAHA. You're probably the only girl I know who can pull off the phrase, FUCK YOU, best. Seriously. For sure I can still recall the times when youd come over to study and we'd end up slacking and identifying sexual innuendos in everything we're reading. I OWN YOU IN HOUSE OF THE DEAD. <3
Patt
English classes with eeliyah. Need I say more? HAHAHA.
Those soft..chocolate lips...
*puffs up the person's legs beside you and suddenly lie on it*
Tabby
The visions of gay men making sweet sweet love in bed with pasta and wine shall haunt me forever. You sick person and all your QUEER AS FOLK episodes! ( I still listen to that song you gave me: You think youre a man. Its kinda catchy :D) You my friend, have one very VERY distinctive laugh as well. Also, you are the only known friend who has ever slapped my ass in a kinky sorta way.
Chem class:
Mdm Ong: So what does this solution form?..Yes, Bryan?
Bryan: Duhhh.....it forms a colourless blue solution?
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Tabby: AHAHA! (while everyone stays quiet. Take note, this only occurs in a fraction of a second, and as loud as a plane taking off)
ROCK ON TABBY
Ben
I still fucking hate you for not giving me EA: Rugby 2006. And I would still kick your ass! Ben, your face....just speaks for itself. I just cant forget it, even if i force myself to. Eh ben youre fucking fat now. Lose some goddamn weight you piece of shit. HAHAHA. Just kidding ben, you know i love you. Oh! remember that time when we fought about a thing for rugby? I think jason was there too. But i can recall we were all damn pissed with each other. Funny, after training, seemed like nothing happened at all. You're a great and goddamn funny friend ben. Dont ever change....I STILL THINK YOUR SISTER'S HOT! HA!
More to come when I get home!
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[Friday
February 29th, 2008] |
Its surprising, after 3 days in batangas with non stop eating and siestas, I've managed to gain 4 pounds. And I've been eating too much peanut butter lately. I can't help myself. It's just so fucking good.
Current weight: 172 lbs.
Target weight: 160 lbs.
Weight loss time period: 2 1/2 weeks. \m/
Shit, I sound like a chick by saying these things. Nevermind. This will motivate me. I'd better watch 300 more often.
 Going back to more serious things, I'm beginning to become ashamed of myself. This period of freedom for me isn't what I really imagined it to be. I thought it would be great with nothing to do and having all the time in the world to do anything and everything. Apparently, I was wrong. So far, it's been a real pain to find something to do thats approving of my parents. They just go on and on and on and on. For chrissake. I think I'll just count down to the days when school starts, because thats probably when my life gets going again. you fuckers better update your blogs so I can have something to read and pass the time. seriously |
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[Wednesday
February 20th, 2008] |
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I'm updating now because I didn't want people to think i was some emo fucktart shit who'd slice my wrists or whatever part of my body to express how depressed I am. The truth of the matter is, I'm happy. Ive been happy and adjusted pretty well for quite some time already. I just couldn't be bothered to post something in this stupid blog of mine. I guess its probably because the most recent past entries of this blog have been pretty stupid and...well, stupid. Thinking back, I've done some pretty fucked up stuff that I shall not elaborate, and a small part of me does kinda regret it. But who gives a shit now right? The past is the past, and life is for the living. The main point is, as of now, I'm with the people who I want to be with and I've grown comfortable again with home.
Don't get me wrong, but I miss so many people back in singapore. People I wished i just could've taken with me: Ally, patt, tabby, david, des, ben, ricky, rod, and most of all, EB. (just to name a few) I really do miss them. Looking at some old photos can get me in a melancholy mood, and sometimes give me some of the old laughs I had at that time when that particular picture was taken. god those were good times. But I'm not rather all out sad or anything, because I know that we all got a long road ahead, and sooner or later, we'll get to hang out again. But as of now, I'm having a ball with my old friends back here. I almost forgot how much of a great bunch they are. (Max you crazy fuck. lol)
Im excited to go to college. Its gonna be sweeeeet. I don't really mind myself being a year behind my original batch, but yeah it does kinda suck a little. No matter. Means I get to meet more new people. In fact, there has been a number of new people I've grown fond of, and I'm really looking forward to that. On a lighter note, I got into the university I wanted to. I didn't think I would make it though. I surprised myself when that letter of acceptance came in. I was like BOOYAKASHA BIATCH. Then I sorta remembered that my igcse scores aren't gonna be recognized here. Then I was like...shieet. Nevermind. Its all good.
One of the many reasons why I'm so excited for school is because: 1) I practically live next to the school 2) I'd have a car by then 3) I'd save a shit of gas because school is so near! 4) We're gonna have a big ass house that will be the IT-SPOT to hang out with my peeps. WORD. In the meantime, I'm stuck back here again in the office, waiting for my ass to rot, and my eyes to decay from the 7 hour exposure time to the radiation from the monitor. I'm determined to get my drum lessons soon, as well as guitar or vocal lessons. Man its gonna be so awesome when chicks would be all like throwing their panties and whatnot on stage when my band and I are playing sweet rock n roll music. hahaha. hey, if you're gonna dream, dream BIG. Oh and another thing, I'm still waiting for starbucks to call me and tell that I've been accepted for the job. I've always wondered what it would be like the be that guy taking your orders, asking names (of pretty girls) and handing you back your change for your vanilla frap purchase. Must be pretty badass. I'll know soon enough.
Okay, I think I've written more than enough for now.
OH MY GOD SHE'S HOT.
MARRY ME |
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[Thursday
January 31st, 2008] |
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Fuck it all. Breathing is a bitch.
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[Wednesday
January 23rd, 2008] |
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I dont know how much longer I can put up with this. Im getting really tired.
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[Monday
January 21st, 2008] |
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Art and Design: A
History: A
Literature: A
English: B
Math: A
Biology: A*
Chemistry: A
so what now?
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[Tuesday
January 8th, 2008] |
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Some people really dont know how lucky they are.
BUT, I swear by my testicles, I will retaliate on you fuckers.
I thought of something..interesting.
Even though I'm back here, it doesnt feel like home anymore. People say home is where the heart is. But my heart is somewhere else.
Shitcakes.
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[Monday
December 10th, 2007] |
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Bear with me on this one. I dont know where else to put it. I'm tired of putting it into punches and kicks.
All I can say is, it hasnt been a merry christmas for 3 years.
I hate the weather. Fucking piss.
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[Wednesday
December 5th, 2007] |
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Ouch. I broke my hand. Lesson learned today: punching stuff is bad
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[Thursday
November 29th, 2007] |
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SOMEONE PUT A GUN TO MY HEAD AND BLOW MY FUCKING BRAINS OUT.
NO, SERIOUSLY.
HOME DOESNT FEEL LIKE HOME.
SO I'D PROBABLY SAY GO FORNICATE YOURSELF OR SOMETHING.
TOO MUCH ANGER ALREADY.
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[Tuesday
November 20th, 2007] |
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Home is not where I wanna be right now. Everything is just so fucked. Even the word fuck is an understatement now.
Looks like even the weather back here at home is against me. Tsk. Fucker.
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[Friday
November 9th, 2007] |
Veins popping.
So so angry. Cannot describe.
Help.
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[Tuesday
November 6th, 2007] |
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Chem tomorrow. Last paper. (Well, I have the mcq one on the 13th, but that doesnt really count) I CANNOT WAIT TO GET IT OVER WITH. LET ME TASTE FREEDOM.
Holee shieet.
There's training tomorrow.
My god.
I cannot think of a better way to end my exams than to spend the afternoon with my team and just play good 'ol rugby. *sniff* its perfect.
simply perfect.
Lesson learned today: Sulphate anions can be identified by the observation of a white precipitate by adding aqueous barium chloride.
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[Friday
November 2nd, 2007] |
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I never had such a strong feeling now to let my hands hold once more my collection and decks of magic: the gathering cards. I miss it. I had such kickass decks.
Im alone in the house. shit.
Hate: Fuck you and your spritual shit. Im not holy.
Lesson learned today: peanut butter with biscuits does NOT always cheer you up
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[Sunday
October 28th, 2007] |
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I just had a sudden rush of inspriration to write this down, so bear with me.
Today, I was given the blessing of taking three of the most satisfying shits I have ever experienced in my life, in three different parts of the day.
Yes, that is right friends, SHITTING.
Not many people find it in themselves to appreciate this gift from the big man above. See, what I mean is, doesnt it feel just hella good when youve finally dropped that huge missile youve been holding on for days end, unsure of whether its just that thing you ate earlier this morning, or just a bad abdominal cramp? Also, you cant help make that sound of satisfaction and orgasmic pleasure, like, "UHHHH YESSSSSSSSS."
See, God has blessed us humans with a not-so-subtle-but-good-enough substitute for orgasms. The feeling and experience of finally letting off that huge pile that was stuck there, till god knows when, is just unreal and ALMOST just as good as, well, wetting your shorts. and heck, you'll even feel lighter afterwards. HEHE
Anyhoo, to those ladies who ever accidentally stumble upon, or just came up to read this, ive got this to say: dont hate me or think im some disgusting asshole. Coz i know that you experience and think these same things as much as we guys do. You just dont wanna talk about it coz its grossssssssss. But i know deep down inside, you are secretly agreeing with me. HA! Guys, I know youre with me on this one. Word.
Just think about it. If this gift werent so, we'd be all full of shit. :D
Lesson learned today: Appreciate shitting, coz it feels good. You should too.
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[Wednesday
October 24th, 2007] |
here's to another fucking all nighter. Cheers.
Lesson learned today: There is happiness in sadness, but shortlived.
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[Tuesday
October 16th, 2007] |
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From now on, I will be highlighting what I have learned for the day on each post I make. Heres my first one.
Lesson learned today: Never snort msg-rich food seasoning 30 minutes before your final art exam. It kills your attention span for the first two hours
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