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JIALUN IS HOT

2006-03-21T21:51:00.000+08:00

today im writing about jialun. she asked me to write about her. i did not volunteer. and she is very pretty. and so are her friends. i wish i could date her but she is not good enough. she is too high class. i am too low class. jialun is also very clever. she has magnificent intelligence. damn! how i long for her. and she did not set me up to this. bye! ;)

2006-02-26T01:13:00.000+08:00

wah today was damn fun! so fun that i'm actually blogging it. hahaha..ok i skipped church, but i'm going tmr! anw..today we went out. and we saw some dancing performances and all. really cool. and met some cai today too. supposed to ask number all that nonsense but we didn't see the need to. wah..life is good

2006-02-18T14:54:00.000+08:00

http://kevan.org/johari?name=prince
go do this! good for your health

good old grandpa

2006-02-12T16:02:00.000+08:00

hello! for those of you who didn't know, my grandpa passed away. i remember him to be easily angered and all. but he was still a great man. lol i remembered he would always buy things without getting the right change. the food he bought was always fantastic and he was the one who taught me how to play soccer. we would stand at two ends of the parapet outside his home and kick the ball and try to score. always enjoyed it. and sometimes he would use his sarong to prevent the ball from going through his legs. and that sarong would also fall off sometimes. hahaha! then when me and my sister laughed he will just go into his room and lock the door. damn funny.

i realised that at wakes you get to see all those relatives that no one knew abt. like this lady, some chindian and daughter of my grandpa's fav brother, strolled in at around midnight with her son and explained herself. i thought only the irish gatecrash. it was so funny...she was explaining herself and my uncles, mum and dad gave her a really confused look. then she took out a photograph and said, "ok if you don't believe me you can se the photo!". hahaha..everyone at the table erupted into laughter. basket..like that also have..but she was quite a ncie lady who married a scottish guy. most of the people from my grandpa's family married people of other races. so yea..my family is actually really big..and some of us have a distinct common trait. the long face! i and my mum have it too. my grandpa was the youngest of 11 children and his eldest brother was one hck of a playboy. and was also once one of the richest men in singapore. and i have alot of the frnacis family genes..like slight colour blindness, body odour(that counts) and hopefully longevity. and so taht means the playboy is in me! hahaha! but aiyah like that also no use. and all of them were musicians...i knew music was in my blood. always did. that playboy guy, david, could play the guitar, harmonica and accordion really well. cool eh?and most of the other brothers were keen sportsmen. from diving to footballing. haha i remember my grandpa used to scold the english abt the way they palyed football and broke one of his brother's legs..im not sure what that guys name was..but oh! all of them had really nice names..renee simpson. aiyah i forgot the rest. my grandma knows the whole history. will ask her

2006-02-03T20:48:00.000+08:00

i'm walking out in a force ten gale
birds thrown around bullets for hail
the roof is puling off by its fingernails
you voice is rattling on my window sill
yesterdays headlines blown by the wind
yesterdays people end up scatterbrain
any fool can pick a hole easily
i only wish i could fall in
a moving target in a firing range
somewhere i'm not
scatterbrain

scatterbrain(as dead as leaves) by radiohead

2006-02-03T20:27:00.000+08:00

hello everyone! im listening to this really great song now. scatterbrain by radiohead...hahaha baik. today my sch team drew with bishan park sec 4-4. they beat sports school 2-0. and sports school beat us abt two months ago 8-0. so yeah...and we played a reserve team against a full 35 players! alot of our regulars had a fight to settle with one of my sec 1 and 2 chinese fighter fren. and also the coach only asked the reserves to come. we only had 14! and soccer has to be played with 11 players. so 3 subs...baik...we could have won them 4-3. last minute our dear left back makes an error and the guy took a shot which i did everything to stop. but ofcourse i couldn't lar. then some random malay guy from the tea msquared up with me over picking up the ball from the net...i just elbowed the guy in his face and shouted at him(he came from the back to pick up the ball). then from the restart the ref blew the final whistle.

wah this week got alot of fight in my sch. and it was only a 3 day week. yesterday my chinese fren had a one on one with one of the singhs. there are 4 of them. one is the turban head..the wise and nicest of them. and also the fittest. then there's another one who's a good fighter and loves to talk nonsense and disturb everyone playfully. then there's the other one who can play soccer really way but has a funny way of talking. really crude. and then there's the playboy...he's the one who fought with my fren...hahaha he got a few stitches above his brow. actually i shouldn't be laughing cos they are sort of my frens also. they are in the soccer team as well! but im closer to this cheena quee...hahaha last year all me and my frens everytime disturb him like crazy.. like one of us would go up there and ask him one on one and just talk like some bigshot. always used to be damn funny.

aiyah other than that nothing lar. i wanted to talk abt camp. but it just sucked lar. damn lousy. got nth to say. damn boring. i hated every moment. everything was so dirty. sick..we had to pay to suffer for 2 days. no logic.

Zee Deveel

2005-12-26T18:51:00.000+08:00

Nice car
Where'd you get your ride?
A trophy? Badge of honor? Overcompensation?
Price tags advertise your pride
Since when did what we pay for colored cloth gauge our gravity?

Yeah you got your little world
Picture perfect, its a pearl
Now go and try and sleep in the bed you made

You should be careful what you wish for
Cause everyone of us has the devil inside
You should be careful what you wish for
Cause all of what amounts becomes you

Nice watch
Man, you got the time?
Theres never enough and it always goes too slow

Yeah you got your little world
Picture perfect, its a pearl
Now go and try and sleep in the bed you made

You should be careful what you wish for
Cause everyone of us have the devil inside
You should be careful what you wish for
Cause all of what amounts becomes you

Nice watch
Man, you got the time?
Theres never enough and it always goes too slow
Price tags advertise your pride
Since when did what we pay for colored cloth gauge our gravity?

You should be careful what you wish for
Cause everyone of us have the devil inside
You should be careful what you wish for
Cause all of what amounts, becomes you

enjoy making yourself

2005-12-26T18:14:00.000+08:00

well this year was quick. never seen a year pass so quick before. and i've never learnt so much in a year. as in life lessons. from sam, from friends and most of all from my own mistakes. realised that everything happens for a reason and there's no use blaming anyone for anything that happens. for the first half of the year it was mostly down. downhill all the way. haha and that was the time when i had girls who were crazy over me and crazy at me. i don't really know where i stopped it all. but it was the best decision i've ever made. fitter happier i guess. i guess some pple helped me out of it without noticing they were. they thought they were destroying me and my repu but actually they were helping me. haha first day of school i'll thank tharenii. out of all his plans and plotting i've come out of all of it a better person with a better prspective and lesser girl friends. haha but those girls weren't really worth my time. i figured that out when they could belive everything tharenii said. anyway moving on, the second half of the year was much better. although i didn't really study alot. i played soccer almost everyday after school. and i got picked as the first choice keeper for my sch team. maybe it's cos i'm the only one available. but everything was uphill from there. ofcourse i faced a couple of dissapointing moments but the lessons i learnt in the first half of the year helped me deal with those dissapointments. i found myself too along the course of this year. definitely more insightful now than ever after that. it hurt at that time but once i decided to let it go it didn't matter anymore.

yea most of you people reading won't get what im talking abt but hey i'll give u the best five songs for 2005. number 5 is made for tv movie by incubus. 4 will be sleepwalking by modest mouse. actually there are alot of really good songs i came across this year but i can't remember all of them now. and i also lost some which was on my old com. then echo and make yourself from incubus was also good. and the other one would be promises promises from tctc. the best videos this year were big sur from the thrills, new slang from the shins and pantomime by incubus. damn pantomime was cool. brandon played a guitar and sang and near the end of the song the whole band joined in. i thnk i'm gonna go watch that video now. i want to do that song one day. massive. big sur and new slang were just fantastic songs which had videos which suited the song. oh and another gd song was 2+2=5 from radiohead. aiyah there was so much good stuff.

anyway im sad that the holidays are gonna end. cos that means i have to wait another 10 months before i get another one of those or maybe 22 cos i have to prepare for o's next year end. so it won't be so relack. see you on the other side. this post was written while listening to edit the sad parts by modest mouse. coincidence! promise!

stupid racist blogger buster

2005-10-18T23:10:00.000+08:00

yes i'm back. after exams, a lack of internet and a whole lot football i'm back.

i've been reading the papers recently and i followed most of the saga about what happened to two bloggers who posted racist remarks. i don't think they meant to be racist but yeah, what they put in their blogs did have the ability to cause wackos who take things on the internet so seriously to protest/riot/plunder/strike blah blah blah. how stupid can these people be to take these things like what some screwed up guys posts on his blog so seriously. how do you even get affected by something like a blog and still live till 2012 ad. like what is their problem? a fed up guy wants to vent his frustrations about Malays through blogging. where the heck can that hurt her?(her is the person who complained) she's probably some sad suppy low life sucker with nothing better to do. if she really doesn't like what people write on their blogs then she just shouldn't read it. and i read about her comments about how the bloggers' comments 'deeply affected' her. but i also read that she read those things at about 3 in the morning. what the heck is she doing reading blogs at 3 in the morning. ok maybe it's not that bad to read blogs in the morning. i know people who create posts during those hours. but who, tell me who reads a blog at 3, gets traumatised by it and then immediately calls 999 to report it to the police? it's like me waking up at 3 to go for a jog, see a few other people jog and don't like the fact that they sweat while jogging and go on to call the police to say that i don't like the fact that people around me are sweating. completely ridiculous. if you get so worked up by some blogging by some crazy bugger who just is frustrated with certain habits of Malays or Indians or Chinese my advice is don't ever read a blog again. i mean, you're obviously gonna die of a heart attack or something if you see too many racist comments. so my advice is don't do it. and after shutting down your com go enrol yourself in some counselling thing.(even if it's 3 in the morning) maybe they can help you solve your immense sensitivity to racist remarks although no one even mentioned your name in there. and then if they can't help you, just do yourself(and Singapore) a favour by jumping off the eleventh floor of your apartment. you won't get our sympathy. but look on the bright side. at least we won't be protesting for you to kill yourself.

we don't need people like you to piss off every single normal person who just wants to get his own stuff and get lost. we just don't want you. you're not needed.(damn i hope i don't get sued for this)

sometimes i wonder what these people get from complaining about a blogger who posted racist comments. come on, if he's racist he is. you're not gonna change that. no one asked you to. you don't need to be such a tough loving character in his life to go and lodge a complaint against him. cos really, i don't think he even cares about whether you think he's racist or not. and neither do we. really, if you're so sensitive to whatever people say then you really gotta change things in your head. you don't just go around complaining about others. you make yourself, not others. it's not wrong to be sensitive, but you got to draw a line somewhere don't you? anyway i think it's a good thing that the government is clamping down on bloggers who post racist comments on their blogs. cos with whackos like this woman running around, the government really has to take control of things.

this post was written listening to the hum of my com.

2005-07-29T18:09:00.000+08:00

one of the greatest mysteries few will ever unlock (bad start) is how exactly to go about arguing with a teacher. first there is the question if you should even go ahead with your argument. if you decide to, make sure you go all the way...as in really all out. until the teacher has sent you to the DM and back you don't shut that trap. ofcourse you give a great act for the DM. if you decide not to just don't say a word, as though as it may be just don't. cos if the teacher you're up against is real smart he'll use that one line of argument you posed to talk more. so if you really just want the teacher to just get his face and stinking breath away from yourself then this is the tactic to use

just a week back my teacher yelled at me, sent me to the OM, called my mum and on top of all that make me write a 500 word essay reflecting my reactions just for saying "what the heck". i just handed in a load of gibberish for her to make out in my essay. to make matters worse, she was only my home econs teacher. i bet she's a crack whore as well. she definitely looks the bit. when she 'caught' me for my 'daring' way of talking it was just before recess. i didn't really argue but i couldn't help mumble a few rebuttals. you can't blame me. i was being reprimanded for saying "what the heck"! what sort of mannerism does she want? she dresses like some gujarati prostitute in cheap clothing.

after school. i had to go to her pathetic home econs lab to see her. speaking of home econs. which guy in his right mind does sewing? sewing? ok i have to admit i know a tailor in my neighbourhood. but he's gay..and hongky. they're all gay. i think. but back to the topic, the discussion started with me in a low tone fending off some attacks and pretending not to hear the rest. she also tried to play it cool. ofcourse it failed cos that was not what she was expecting from prince. i knew she was gonna do her homework. so i tweaked up my game plan a bit. she probably found out how about my knack for a good argument from my form teacher..and music teacher(if music counts). she was obviously losing it it. with my distracted and uninterested way of putting things. and the occasional "huh? i din hear you.." and finally she walked right into my waiting..arms? trap? yar trap...definitely. she started talking about my parents. no one has ever walked into my gameplan like that before. then i took my chance and solidified my voice, straightened my posture to give the impression of high confidence(that hardly works and i don't think it did) and started scolding her parents. and making it clear that she had no right to judge my parents and that her sensitivity to such a comment like "what the heck" highlighted her poor upbringing which brought about her low self esteem and insecurity. proven by her sensitivity. i know that was a bit exaggerated but that's how to fight a teacher who's also been exaggerating alot. so she quit her story and got down to the punishment. which was a 500 word essay

how about a dork who thinks he's cool

2005-06-16T18:50:00.000+08:00

among the things i love to hate are useless people. like alot of old people are useless. they just go around spitting everywhere. that's what they do the whole day. lazy to flush your toilet? no problem! go to your void deck and piss near the pipes! i'm not saying that all old people are useless. like my grandma. she cooks! my grandpa? he makes sure the nurses are doing their job at the home he stays in. and there are plenty of old people that still have some use, like the cleaners in my school. they're old, but at least they keep the place clean. i think.

but maybe we should just give these old people, who are useless, a break...after all, they've lived through the toughest times and have lots of experience in almost everything. let's just concentrate on the youths who are useless. and i'm talking about the really useless ones, not the "gangster come from broken home" ones, but the uselessly stupid ones. like a nerd who thinks he's a great rocker, rapper or body builder. ALL AT THE SAME TIME TOO! isn't it fantastic if you can be a rocker("lead guitarist" to be exact), a rapper and a body builder all at the same time? and achieving all this while looking like a complete dolt. dude..no, dolt...what a schedule you must have. and to add to the pile, you also have a girlfriend that you know you can't afford. this dolt i know of seriously went on a date with this much: "$1.50 and EZ Link Card", that was the exact quote from the personal waterboy of mine. what a useless butt-scratch. he was gonna go on a date with "$1.50 and EZ Link Card". and then there's the other type of useless idiot..or idiots. they are the type that find the dork type of useless idiots cool and want to fit in with them. wth. just when you thought it could NOT get any worse there you have it, people trying to suck up to these..or rather this loser. they are the type with all those emotions and frustrations bottled up inside.(they are also the loners) so what do they do when they've got Captain Dork on their side?? they form a new clique/band/organisation/society/association blah blah blah. and they can actually give a name to that. and after that they go on gloating about the new girl friends they acquired. like as though they just bought them from the market or something. the way they say it makes you think that those girls are the hottest in town.(you would never think they're clever, just by looking at the guys/gays) so now Captain Dork is proud and beaming. not knowing about the people who don't respect him at all. you see, these loners have made themselves this way because somewhere down the line someone managed to put their egos down. but they didn't learn their lesson, neither do they try to change. they just live like a loner and get pity from others until finally one day they get a chance to prod. no change. they didn't change! so no use trying to make a useless fag have a use right? wrong. i think that we should round up all these useless people and send them to the moon! that way, we can all lead a happy life without useless dipshits all over the place.

Singapore, do not feel embarrassed to use my remedy to get rid of young and old useless people. i strongly urge you to use my plan to get rid of these people. i promise i will not utter a single word to anyone about this. this can be kept between you and me.(and those reading this) but don't worry about them, they'r probably useless too. so we can all join together and blast them into outer space! let's just hope Captain Dork doesn't get in our way.

and you don't let what i say affect you too

2005-05-17T15:09:00.000+08:00

Kristen is a dumbass who left me a message which hardly made any sense. what a dipshit. his/her/heshe's message was complete with vulgarites and all, but, he/she/heshe didn't make any sense. nice going jackass. next time remember to take the vitamin pills your mum gives you everyday in the vain hope that your brain starts to work.

pop stars or porn stars?

2005-01-22T15:03:00.000+08:00

When i listen to music i listen to the supposed 'heavy' stuff. and pple seem to hate wad i listen to bcos it 'noisy' and for sum reason 'displeasing to god'. n i agree abt the part where sumtimes the lyrics r displeasing to god n even to me but so long as u dun let tt affect u u shud be alrite right? n these fat pop stars..r they really any different??r they?..all they're photoshoots n all hav them do 'seductive' poses which often reveal one too many body parts. Come on...whats the diff??both are jus as misleading..for example hilary duff..the fat cow...its not as though she's hot but she puts up all these poses that can mislead almost anyone..n not as though thier lyrics are very motivating unless ur talking abt HI5 ,which would be a totally different faggot matter altogether. All of their lyrics always has the wrong idea abt love..since when was love abt one night stands and phone numbers. this sort of thing make pple resent their lives even more cos they let the lyrics affect them..so they go "ah...i'm neva gonna be as lucky as this guy who can ask almost any girl her number and get a nite with her.". They end up thinking that that is wad they shud do so wad takes place is a crucial misconception. REALLY! the guy or girl gets all regretful of thier lives with the mindset which their artiste gives them. This is caused by our society thinking that pop culture is okay n that the meanings can not hav a direct influence on them. You see it's different when you compare love to the emotional and sumtimes spiritual sense of heavy stuff cos luv is sth tt we see each day but still want to find out more about. It's lyk an baby catching up onto the idea of walking on it's own. So we tend to think "These people are celebrities, everything thay say must be right, if not how did they get so far?" and so also catch onto the idea of love wrongly. n bcs we see luv every single dae of our lives we dun take notice of those fine examples but want to believe in the 'beautiful and painless' love. Thios is the reason why we're having so many divorcees, rapists, molesters, paedophiles and so on and so forth. All victims of the pop culture where getting married is only a stunt. n so our expectations are such tt is only the impossible: Perfection. Perfection to careers, to jobs, to marriages, to life and when all these definitely dun take place we end up as one lifeless and misdirected society..whereas in the 'heavy stuff' they jus take it another step further by complaining abt life..but as long as we don't let the music get to us..which is'nt as easy as it sounds..we'll be alright. it's the same thing if if you let it affect you. so listening to pop or the more heavier rock can both have bad consequences on your outlook towards life.

We all hate poets don't we?

2004-11-27T13:52:00.000+08:00

First things first, we all hate poets don't we. It really sucks when they start posting poetry bout how life sucks and they use all those big words like "dastardly" and "superlative" to add a sense of eeriness, cos u hav no idea what it means so u go.."Oh man...massive" and worst of all they call themselves plastic...it wud take a girl to be hot, dumb and bitchy to be plastic..so wads this wif chuckie's brides calling themselves plastic?..wads goin on? the last i saw plastics was in the movie "Mean Girls"...n they were hot no doubt..but u can never imagine this dumb poet who uses metaphors(even that often has been inappropriate) for everything she says and can onli afford to take a pic of her pitiful face on her own to call herself plastic wud u?Poets r crap!they live in their own metaphoric world..n in tt world i dun think they hav space 4 character development n this thing called self awareness..the onli damned thing they think thier gd at is poetry n even tt is half the time copied from the 'real' poets.i noe sum poets hu think they're punk..which is amazing bcos being a punk n a poet has no connection whatsoever..tts lyk being a nigger n lovin backstreet 'dump' boys at the same time! this also says tt poets r insecure pests who dun noe hu they want 2 be..from personal experience i noe tt fake poets r the worst pple 2 be with in this galaxy cos even when u dun even tok 2 them..they go around the world in seconds telling everyone tt u tok 2 em alot of crap..n tt realli pisses me off

2004-11-27T13:43:00.000+08:00