Ok blogger is acting really weird right now! The buttons are all aligned horizontally instead of the good ol' normal way! AHHHH WHAT IS HAPPENING!

And I hope you are really well. Even if the world spits on you, I will still give you a hug ok.

You know who you are.

I miss this bunch of people.



And Mr. Tang Pin Chen! I shall see you on Sunday! Don't forget ok!

And where is Ker Siang nowadays!

Ok, I shall dedicate a song to you all!

A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me

The miles just keep rollin'
As the people leave their way to say hello
I've heard this life is overrated
But I hope that it gets better as we go

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl its only you and me

Everything I know, and anywhere I go
It gets hard but it wont take away my love
And when the last one falls
When it's all said and done
It gets hard but it wont take away my love

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl its only you and me

The dream was really really sweet=)

And I got my tarot deck this week! Ok doing a lot and a lot of readings will kill you!

Nothing really much to talk about. I wanna smile again=)

I WANT A PET SEAL

I hate falling sick! Especially when there's important stuff to do! Like Business Orientation! But nevermind.

I just wish I ain't that sickly.

And I seriously need to start practicing my guitar scales. But I hate scales! I still remember piano lessons! Loads of bullshit ok! But the sad thing is that if you don't learn your scales you ain't going nowhere!

Why am I using the word ain't. Aren't. Aren't.

Ahhhh holidays are ending like reallll soon! Where did it go!!!!!

Japan was fun. Sakura trees are nicer then nice, the cigarette there taste pretty nice, snow falling onto your head is fun.

I shan't post details from FOC/FOW. Suffice to say that anything I post will result in a libel suit.

Ok I'm ready for my Japan trip! I got myself my EMO SPECS! Like finally! Now I can jio the mei mei over there with my 1337 cut myself skillz!

Ok I don't have a picture of me wearing my emo specs, so I shall do the next best thing. A thousand words.

The clouds drifted across on raven wings, suffocating the dying moon. Down below, a deathly chill embraced KJ, who was camping under the countless stars, after finally completing his quest to acquire an Emo Spec.

Oh, what a quest it was! Countless fel beasts he slew, and many more he escaped from. Nights spent shivering, with only his guitar, a gift from his master, a puissant bard, as his company. And after suffering hardships that would consume lesser men, he obtained the legendary Emo Specs.

An artifact created by the Alchemists of Tampines, it was made through the darkest rituals known only to those who dabble in the Dark Arts, using reagents from creatures long dead. The rims of the artifact were jet black, and it housed lenses made from glass.

The Emo Specs was said to curse the wearer with an insatiable need for inflection, causing the wearer to bloody his wrists with blades. However, once the Artifact's lust for blood is satisfied, the wearer can write poems of unparalleled beauty, tempting others to also obtain the Emo Specs.

KJ finally succumbed to the desire to wear the Emo Specs. Donned it he did, and a need to cut himself washed over him. No longer being able to bear the agony of such need, he took out his blade, purchased at the Town of Tampines, and slowly cut himself across the wrist.

What visions he saw! Images of death and suffering, heartbreaks and pain, started to sear themselves into his mind. How could he ever smile, and feel happy again, after experiencing so much pain? And he finally understood why his master died, leaving a poem of utmost sensitivity for him.

His vision blurring from the tears shed from sadness, he started to write.

OK this is bullshit! But nevermind you all get the drift! But I shall compose an emo poem now to celebrate my coming to emoness. And I shall be original.

I will write an emo haiku!

Pain and suffering,
Tag along
Black Spectacles

I don't really
Know how to write
A fucking Haiku.

OK! Last post! See you all soon and don't cut yourself!

The truth behind the game
DOTA . . . naglalaro lang naman ako ah

The Truth about DOTA...

The truth behind the online
game DOTA
(a satanic game)
ANCIENT %u2013 question: who is
ancient?
%u2013 answer: God but satans disguises
himself and
deceives us, saying
that He is the Ancient one.

Why?
who would you think you will defend on
this game? whose defense is this? (with
those
cheats and verbal acknowledgements..
later to be
discussed)

the obvious aims:

-to kill your enemy, to destroy the
tree of
life for sentinel, to destroy the
frozen throne for
scorge, and TO BE BEYOND GODLIKE in
this
game.

the real aims:

- worshipping satan through consciously
enjoying the game.
Why?
- because this game is extremely a
deception from satan and you are
actually enjoying
it.
THE GAME
There are two bases or teams:

Sentinel vs.scorge
Good ones
monsters
Human
dark evil
Weak
strong

CHEATS:

WHO'S YOUR DADDY
- This is used to become stronger
- But actually this cheat pertains to
admittance
that your father indeed is satan.

GREED IS GOOD
- To have more money
- In Ecclesiastes 5:10-11 "Those who
love
money will never have enough,, the more
you have.. the more people come to help
you
spend it."
- It feeds your mind that it's fine to
love money
because you need it.

I SEE DEAD PEOPLE
- This allows you to see the map
- The truth behind is that, spiritually
the players
and those who are involved are dead;
they don't
have real life for they are being used
be
satan to praise him through this game.
Dead
people!
Verbal acknowledgements:

- OMG (Oh my God) The Bible states, "do
not use the name of the Lord in vain!"
- BULLs**t and HOLYs**t need not to
explain
- Good job / Good work when you killed
somebody
you are being congratulated with a good
job or good work.

TESTIMONY:

At the dawn of April 17, 2006, my
brother
(JIREH SINGSON) dreamt of 2 dreams.
First, he dreamt that Jesus is showing
how evil
dota is, then he woke up and blurted
out: "ayoko na
magdota!" he fell asleep again and had
his second
dream, he was talking with a friend who
in real life
doesn't want to play dota anymore, when
my
brother blurted out once again, "ayoko
na
magdota!", a man came near to him and
laid hands
cursing my brother. When they rebuked
it in Jesus
name, it disappeared. Then, when he
shouted "hindi na ako magdodota kahit
kailan!"
Crystal Maiden (one of those unpleasing
characters in dota) appeared in my
brother and he
told us that it felt like he couldn't
breathe, my
brother rebuked it in Jesus' name and
told to
it, "hindi na ako magpapabitag sa
iyo, I belong to Jesus!" Then he woke
up
and ran downstairs. He told everything
to us and
prayed for him. My father helped him
renounce it
and right after he surrendered he
puked, and we
brough him to hospital. But our family
claimed that
Jesus is
victorious and satan will never win. He
had a
testimony about his dream the Sunday
after he
experienced it, after he witness, those
who
are
involved in dota were prayed for.

Note: Akala ng lahat laro lang dota,
pero
si Satan
hindi nakikipaglaro. He is using dota
to
pollute
the
minds of our youth.
-faith singson

Ephesians 4:27
Don't give devil a chance! If you
ignore
this, it's
your own risk.
This is the TRUTH. Do not be blind and
do not
harden your heart.

Pls. Pass this..

You know you are there when Christians and co start calling your product satanic.

A Toronto man was sentenced Tuesday to three years in prison for sexually assaulting his young daughter and giving her a sexually transmitted disease.

The man, 47, who cannot be named to protect the identity of the victim, gave his daughter, 5, gonorrhea.

The incident occurred in July 2001. The man, a former labourer, was charged in 2002 and in October 2006 he was convicted of sexual assault causing bodily harm and sexual interference.

Ontario Superior Court Justice Bonnie Croll told a Toronto courtroom that the girl may suffer from infertility later in life because of the disease.

If untreated, gonorrhea can lead to pelvic inflammatory disease, which in turn can damage the fallopian tubes.

Tests in 2002 showed that the girl had developed the same strain of gonorrhea as her father.

Croll used the words "repulsive" and "despicable" in court to describe the man's conduct. The man, who uses a motorized wheelchair, is also HIV-positive.

In court, the Crown had asked for a sentence of eight to 10 years, while the defence sought a conditional sentence of less than two years.

JUSTICE BAO WOULD HAVE CASTRATED THE BASTARD

So they told me the cost to repair my darling phone.

600 dollars.

600 DOLLARS! WTF! I got the phone for like 260, and they tell me it's 600 bucks?! O.K la, my phone visited my washing machine and my dryer, but there's no need for 600 bucks right!

So there goes my plan to photograph Japanicus Chioues at their natural habitat.

And I visited www.mobilesquare.com.sg to scout for a new phone. And they sure know I fucked up my phone. THEY HAVE A ADVERTISEMENT FOR CONDOMS! "Hey, next time use protection when you fuck around with your phone ok!"

And my phone was christianed as Destiny. Which reminds me, I just lost my phone 2 weeks ago, and some kind soul returned it to me.

As Spirit Breakers often said, "It's destiny."

Gonna get a Destiny diamond ring from the Jeweler.

Wah bad day.

Woke up at 7.00 a.m. in the kuku morning. For some Qing Ming Jie shit.

Ok I love my ancestors! They are cool and all, with one having a chinese polygamous marriage(Not allowed in the Strait Settlements Ordinance or some similar bullshit). But I SERIOUSLY hate the living.

Not my direct family. They are cool and all, but most of the rest should just find a plot in the Teochew cemetery.

They give me bullshit like:

"Eh ni hen cute hor."

Eh fuck. You say it in front of everyone, including your daughter, and you bash your daughter in front of me. Eh. Even if you don't love her I do ok.

And I still cannot forgive you for letting like 6 hours pass before you finally called my father when I broke my arm. I can still remember the pain. Not really nice. Doubly not nice when you were just P1 and all.

And the Ang Ku Kuehs. I swear every year they will buy the same old shit. Damn. Can you all buy tu tu kuehs or what? But it's ok.

What's not ok is that I just destroyed my phone. I put it in the dryer, and pop goes my phone! AHHHHHHHH!

Ok I still cannot get used to using periods instead of exclamation marks! Makes my sentence sound so sombre and all! BULLSHIT!

Ahhh! Studying for family law stinks man! Especially without my studying khakis!

And I no longer believe in divine intervention! There's no beam of light, sudden burst of inspiration, no voice whispering to me when I write my bullshit! Saint Genesius of Rome, I'd like prayed for divine intervention for so many freaking times, for Criminal Procedure and Family Law, and no shit happened!

How could youuuu!

Or maybe it's the wrong saint I prayed to! Cos' I'm no catholic, so I think Genesius won't save me........

I think it's time to change deities.



O.K! Manjushri, I hope you can save me this time!

OMM MANI PEH MI HOMMMM

For those who don't know how bengs and lians act and dress, here's a primer for you allllll

http://members.tripod.com/~kunkun/ahbeng2.htm

The materials a bit old la. Nowadays la hor, wah lang ah beng bo tia canto techno liao la! Wa lang sibeh hip ok? Tia Arleh n Bee hor. Ai lancing ke Jouk liao, boh ke Sparks 484(No longer exist) or Rush.

Must study ok?

Ok there will be a test on bengism on Monday. Please log in to thebengnextdoor.blogspot.com on 23 March 2007 to print your seating arangement.

Wah, lim beh uploaded jik keh sibei paikia eh gua! Le lang ai ke tia, sibei tok kong eh! Leh lang tia ka du lan ho, ka lim beh kong, lim beh immeliately leemobe da song hor.

Wah mai siao siao hor! Lim beh tian pai tia jik keh kua, tia ka eh hiao chiu hor!

Boh bian. Wah gu za bueh hiao eng nao. Boh culture.

Lim beh ledikete jik keh kua hoh wah eh pai kia hia ti Winsor! Wa lang zoh pai kia eh, ai tia hokkien kua eh!

Whoah. Theres like a mile of curly wurly lines under all the hokkien words i typed.

www.jeevansathi.com

HAHAAHAH IT'S LIKE AN INDIAN FRIENDSTER!

Ok got back my results! Damn terok so I shall not put it up here!

But nevermind! As Mr Chng said, you can shit the system or the system can shit you!

But no matter who shat on who, the system always gets the last laugh.

But lemme laugh first!

Hahahahaha!

I love the holidays!

I wake up at 1.00P.M. everyday, switch on my computer and play WoW for 2 hours! Then I eat, then I play WoW again, shower, drink a can of beer, and play WoW again!

No one can kill me! I already have no life!

Yeah. And my ah gong's staying at my house! He's a pretty cool guy; he is a communist, he fought the Japanese tooth and nail, and also fought the British! I mean, he was a warrior! A spartan!

And he smokes like a chimney. He smokes 2 packs of Consulate Menthol a day! Ok, I disagree with smoking Consulate, the taste is like shit! But he puts me, Ridhwan, Halim and Shep to shame! The amount he smokes is like the amount Law smokes per day!

Hmm. But he's also the reason why I choose not to live to like 80 years old.

I mean, you have a glorious past. Then you live till 80, and you can't do nuts. Ok, my gramps can walk around, but, I think, when you're 80, the past starts to haunt you. And I don't wanna see my grandchildren ignore me. Ok, I don't ignore my gramps, but how the hell can I communicate with him?! My teochew is shit and I know nuts about him besides he's a commie! And from what I perceive, my...counterparts in my extended family don't really like him.

Which is a darn shame. He's like Leonidas and Guan Yu and Conan the babarian put together.

But I don't know how to even ask him how's his day.

I wish I can speak in Teochew.

I'm turning into a fag!

There's like tons of guys looking at my friendster!

OH NO!

OK i just got a letter from the library saying that I never return my books!

OK la true la! The Odyssey and the Iliad is still in my house! I own up ok! Penal offence ok? 3 months imprisonment and 12 strokes of the cane for denying others from reading the books ok! Even though the last time the books were loaned out was at 1998!

Guess the classics aren't really well liked anymore!

Yes! And I have to complement myself! I was walking to bank in money just now when I walked past 7-11! And I didn't buy cigarettes! Ok la I tried to, but there wasn't any Viceroy Menthol left, so I left! Thanks to the person who bought the last pack of smokes ok!

I don't think I can last till this Saturday! But I shall try!

Ok? Sharyl I never smoke for 9 days liao! I shall make it 10!

Ok I seriously must bitch about this fucked up incident!

I had to perform today. Cool. Flutist ok! So you know Chinese Orchestra. Standard dress code! White long sleeved shirt, black pants, black shoes. And I had to perform in this restaurant. Cool.

Then I went to the loo. When I was walking towards the loo, this ah pek came to me and asked "Eh, ji pua archar pang tolo?"

EH!!!!! I AM NOT A WAITER! I AM A DISCIPLE OF APOLLO AND MUSE! I AM THE LEGENDARY JIE JUN! THE BOY WHO ONCE CHARMED THE EVIL NAZI ARMY WITH HIS PROWESS WITH THE DIZI! I AM THE GENIUS WHO AMAZED THE PUGILISTIC WORLD WITH MY HAUNTING MELODIES!

And that ah pek called me a WAITER! OH MY GOD!

And what's more, I took the mrt home right! There was this aunty who did the I wanna seduce you stance on me! You know the stance right! One hand on the wall, then face you! Make you feel trapped and stuff! THAT STANCE! ON ME! I WAS LIKE HUGGING THE WALL AND THERE WAS THIS TWO GIRLS WHO WERE SNIGGERING AT ME! AHHHHHH!

Where is the justice man!

OK, first of all lemme wish Mr. Yeo Hiap Seng bon voyage! He's gonna leave Singapore to China tomorrow! Let's us all give him a round of applause!

*Clap clap clapppp*

Ok. Take care ok Hiappy? We shall always miss your part the human sea skillz in packed malls. See you in a month and a half!

Ok. After Tuesday, I shall go to comics collection, and invest 75 bucks on Burning Crusade. I shall no longer touch any books until I get my results, when I shall read Leong Wai Kum everyday until I finish my Family Law supp paper.

Yayyyyyyy

O.K I just heard very bad news.

My relatives came to my house yesterday. O.k, cool. They brought some kids, o.k, cool. Then one kid was throwing a tantrum cos' his daddy don't let him go swim. O.k, not my huan lo. BUT THAT PIECE OF SHIT CAME TO MY ROOM, AND VENTED HIS ANGER ON MY GUITAR, MY AMP, AND MY PIANO!

OH MY FUCKING GOD!

HEY! THAT PIANO COST LIKE 3K! AND THE GUITAR AND AMP COST 1K! IT'S WORTH MUCH MORE THAN YOU! THOSE ARE MY PRIDE AND JOY! THEY WENT THROUGH SHIT WITH ME TOGETHER!

And that bitch attacked my piano, my guitar and my amp.

Oh Emily, why didn't your strings snap and blind that bitch? Oh Amanda, why didn't you give out an electric shock that will awe even the Nautilus? Oh Penny, if you are too elegant to do shit, at least fall onto that bitchass kid and kill him!

Oh my god.

I still cannot get over it.

You can burn my house, you can steal my phone, you can take away my wallet, you can do shit, but you don't mess with my instruments ok! THEY ARE SACRED YOU BITCH!

I wish he dies tomorrow.

Hell knoweth no fury like a KJ scorneth.

Love of mine,
             
Someday you will die
            
But I will be close behind
 
I will follow, you into the dark

No blinding light
               
Or tunnels to gates of white
               
Just our hands clasped so tight
    
Waiting for, the hint of a spark

Chorus:

If heaven and hell decide, that they both are satisfied

Illuminate the "no's", on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you, when your soul embarks

Then I will follow you into the dark

Verse Two:

Catholic school
       
As vicious as roman rule
     
I got my knuckles bruised
 
By a lady in black

 OK I want this song to be played during my funeral! And I don't want those cheena band ok! I
want Electrico or DragonForce or Dom's Band to play ok! And considering the rate my packs
disappear nowadays, my funeral will come soon man.

 Ahhh! Fuck OB!




    
And I held my tongue as she told me, "son, fear is the heart of love."
 
So I never went back

Chorus Two (Same):

If heaven and hell decide, that they both are satisfied

Illuminate the "no's", on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you, when your soul embarks

Then I will follow you into the dark

Verse Three:

You and me, have seen everything to see
                
From Bangkok to Calgary 
  
And the soles of your shoes
 
Are all worn down, the time for sleep is now
                   
But it's nothing to cry about
         
Because we'll hold each other soon, in the blackest of rooms

Continue strumming the Bb minor an extra measure before the last chorus.

Chorus Three

If heaven and hell decide, that they both are satisfied

Illuminate the "no's", on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you, when your soul embarks

Then I will follow you into the dark

Repeat last line, ending on F.

Ok the piece me and Red wrote got FIRST! FIRST OK! FIRST! SATU! UNO! DI YI! Yay! At least I know I have a future if I somehow screw up my education! Call me Jay Chou! HAHAHAHAH!

Ok I realised that when Valentine's Day come, there will be sudden influx of emo nicks! Like Banglas from Dhaka! Like "siince tt dae ii met euu, ii noe euu are de one fer miee!"

Ahhh!

Ok everyone, happy V Day! Ok la belated la but it's the thought that counts!

Yup thanks to Pearlyn for the letter! Great read! And thanks to the rest for today!

And I drew this during our studying trip!



Starry Night over the Rhone! Nice right! Ok la sorry Van Gogh for screwing up your masterpiece!

AHHHHHHH!

I dropped 2 boxes of contact lenses!

MOTHER FUCKER!

SHITHEAD!

SON OF A DIRTY CUNT!

BLACK CHEE BYE!

GENITAL WARTS!

bANGLAS FROM HELL!

OK. Swore the shit already. Jie Jun don't get angry!

JIE JUN IT'S 30 MOTHERFUCKING BUCKS!

3 PACKS OF CIGARETTES!

15 PACKS OF KUEH PENG!

HOW COULD YOU LOSE SUCH A CRUCIAL THING! WHY WHY WHY!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Ok great reunion dinner with my extended family yesterday!

So me, my brother, my dad, and my two uncles were the epitome of alcoholics yesterday! One bottle of port, one bottle of martell, countless bottles bottles of beer were drank like they were like water la!

So of course I woke up with a hangover that Jesus himself must have felt when he woke up the day after the Last Supper!

And me and another uncle were arguing some obscure point of law. For the fuck, I cannot remember why we argued, but I distinctly remember Women's Charter and Penal Code!

Eh I swear I'm correct even though I drank more than an indian sailor in a tavern!

So me and him were debating, and luckily alcohol did not rob me of my 1337 skillz as an orator! If the force of eloquence is to be taken as the force of truth, yes, I'm eloquent!

See I can quote Socrates even when I'm having a hangover! Ok that was poring my own lam pa but nevermind. KJ you very smart leh!

Shit I think I'm still drunk!

Ok my grades have just fell from rock bottom to excavation trips.

But the funny thing is that when shit hits the fan, you start to see who really stand beside you.

Thanks to all the people who like consoled me, gave me hope, and stenged cigarettes with me!

And thanks to the people who jammed with me just now even though i stink at rhythm guitar hahahah. Enjoyed it la!

Ok. Now I'm staying in Yew Tee. This place is cool cos' there's like few people here but uncool cos there's few people here too! Yeah! My house is like right beside this forest, and between the forest there's this train track can! So romantic right?! Like some sort of chinese old school movie, where the man leaves his town for a new job and the lady runs after the train!

But I always will miss Simei. And my brothers staying in there and around it! Miss you mother pundeh loads!

I wanna thank my brothers for making my last day in Simei a very very very fun one!

Photos up after my DoTA match.

Hahahaha the design western food uncle is damn cock can!

He took this pig figurine(Eh very cute you all must see) and showed me. Then he asked me:

"Eh boy zhu si zhen me yang jiao de?"

I of course went "Eh?"

"Zhu si zhen me yang jiao de?

Then I replied "Oink oink?"

"Hahhah ni jiao de hen xiang!"

Then there was this lady beside me who was laughing at me la! But nevermind she quite chio, so she can laugh=)

And I saw Hock Yew's twin! I saw him then I passed him my can of Green Tea then asked him to help me to buy! But that Hock Meng just gave me the kwai lan stare. Damn scary. Then I realised Hock Yew's doppleganger did not have a scar on his left cheer!

Today is very scary can! But nevermind I shall continue my quest to stop drinking coke!

Wah lao. The people at the forum give my kidd brother bad advice la! Ask him bring parang or aim what ribcage all. Say what break the ribcage will pierce the pai kia's heart then let him die an agonizing death. Eh! This is not the way abang!

If you kena caught carrying parang, the punishment not funny one ok! I don't wanna see you inside 2 year chalet just because you brought a parang! And don't hit the ribcage la! Eh bang your size like mine, you must fight smart! Remember in fights against other guys there can only be 3 places to hit!

The lam pa, the nose, and the guts!

The rest you hit no damage one! If you hit the lam pa I swear to you critical damage 5000! Then once he on the floor just stomp on his guts. Confirm lei siong 1 I tell you. But don't so hiong arh. The person die you kena s.300.

Eh kidd brother next time got fight just call me la! Go down cham siong with gangsters can liao!

HAHAHHAAHAHAHAH!

So my kidd brother just got into a fight. Get into fight nevermind! Fight is ok with me! But don't post it on forum la! Or at least post in a forum where your brother won't serve. Like some pedoforum. Eh wait I serve pedoforums. Erhh.. nevermind.

Hahaha so I got to know about the fight ONLINE! Hahahaha! I think tmr can tiao zhui liao. Must get Winsor to help me backup and beat those pundeh sec 4 who wanna bully my kidd brother. Eh only I can bully him can! Anyone else who wanna hoot him must first hoot me first!

Pundeh. You can beat everyone else in the world but you don't fucking pundeh beat my brothers or anyone around me.

Tmr I if I will lose I just call 999. They the biggest gang in Singapore la, somemore got uniform and baton 1.

Today's accounting paper can be summed up with one picture.

You know there's this weird feeling where you absolutely know you have to say something but you don't know what to say? It's like now! I seriously need to say something but I don't know what to say!

The details are all copied into my subconscious mind but when I try to recall them they JUST do not want to come out! Irritating la nah beh! Grr.

Ok. Hope the conveyancing role-play goes smoothly later! Like vanilla smooth. Or ice cream smooth.

Yeah and I realised that the letter C is pretty redundant in the English language! As illustrated below!

Chair = Tjhair.
Cigarette = Sigarette.
Cook = Kook.

Weird huh! C is useless! C is redundant! Remove C! Ok the above musing about the letter C was unintended!

You could be my unintended!

Hillary Klinton.
Kristopher Shepherdson Mark.
James Kook.

Hmm.

Which leads to a statement an ex-classmate of mine once made.

"Successful people often has H in their names."

Ok, the letter H looks good. It looks balanced! But successful?

Ok let's list down the successful people who has H in their names shall we?

"Yeo Hiap Seng" <--Not to be confused with Yeo Ker Siang.

"Hilary Clinton"

"Henry VIII"

"Triple H"

"Hoobastank?"

"Alfred Hitchcock"

Eh I can't list out any more! See! The letter H has nothing to do with successful people! The letter H just looks good!

My brother was cleaning up his cupboard when he found this!
















Games for the Megadrive! Hahah! I still remember playing Sonic 2 and Golden Axe and whatever! Yay for cleaning out closets!

Family law stinks! That stupid clients damn kuai lan leh! Ask what standard of living and cost of living! Eh I learnt before but I forgot! Nah beh chee bye pu bor pundeh lanjiao!

I love acting.

I'm moving out on the 4th of February.

Feels damn weird.

Been staying in this house for almost 19 years. Now to leave this house, I seriously don't know what to do. I mean, this house is ME. I know every cranny and nook, the best place to hide your undone homework, how to get the water hot faster and all that!

I remember a lot.

Like how there will be pretty rainbow colors on the wall when it's evening.

Like how my and my family will cram into the master bedroom to sleep when I was young.

Like how I stood in my mummy's shopping trolley and cutting through the place that now is Modena.

I remember, and I still want to make more remembers.

After drifting for 19 years of my life, I had finally realised what my true goal in my life is.

It is to eat the best ba chor mee in Singapore!

Yay for revelations!

Eh sorry Shep. YTD had something serious. Couldn't go.

God I hate banglas.

They fucking cannot build my home!

Stupid hole in the toilet bowl, what scratches in the parquet, there's like this two inch gap between the kitchen counter top and the tiles la!

Go back to your rioting country la!

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Eh shit I think my gmail got hacked or something! Why am I sending emails to people I don't know? Why am I sending mails to the United States Government?! Am I an Alien?!

42. The answers are 42. 42 42 42. FORTY TWWOOOO.

Yeah. Finally making a tagboard.

How much is that doggie on the window?

I must cham xiong with my mummy to get a new phone.

My E310C looks like a phone I STOLE from a BANGLA.

I want a codec system!

Or just telepathy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PtFsEd0kwCM

Whoa I remember this movie. Last time damn hip can! Everyone in school talking about it all, then like very emotional arh.

I remember that time I went to this family chalet. I fucking swear I watched this movie like 5 times in a day with my khakis.

Damn power!

There's this weirdo guy who called me in Skype! He said he is from Italy! Weird huh! But he damn cool in the end he wished me happy new year! Damn cool leh!

Shit KJ don't be Malaysian!

I had this weirdest dream just now! I dreamt I was somewhere walking around, and then this uncle of mine(my favourite if it helps) just appeared out of nowhere! Then he just pulled me to this corner, and asked me:

"Eh bian, you chou yen ma"

Which I honestly and stupidly replied

"You."

Then, the strangest thing happened! He just passed me this pack of cigarettes! Not those flip top cigarettes, but the ciggys were sealed inside those metallic foil thingy used for medicine and BBQs!

So I opened the seal. Inside were 10 cigarettes and some plastic casings. And strangely there was an instruction manual inside. Weird huh. I read the manual, and I BLOODY RECALL VIVIDLY ON SECTION 5 IT SAID THAT SMOKING THIS CIGARETTE WILL CAUSE YOUR WEINER TO HURT LIKE A FUCKING BITCH!

But knowing the brave, gung ho, and stupid KJ, I attached the ciggys into the plastic casing and took ONE HARD DRAG on the cigarette.

Whoah. The kick I swear is like gudang garam plus weed man. Damn song.

But at the same time my weiner hurts like a bitch. That's when I woke up.

I checked my weiner when I woke up. Eh nothing leh.

I love dreams.

I am very hungry.

Arghhh.

2006 is ending. Yay.

2006 has been the biggest motherfucking year a person has to face. Lan jiao year I swear. I started smoking again, about to reach my 1 pack a day, found out my heart will fail someday, nearly died, was hospitalised.

And I lost you.

The strangest thing is that I don't feel anything anymore. I'm just a shadow I guess. The previous experiences stripped me of my ability to feel the pain. I'm just....living without feeling.

Death must be so liberating.

Sorry for feeling so depressed guys.

I just wanted to say what I wanted for a change.

And I wish I didn't.

Happy new year.

No trumpets sound when the important decisions of our life are made. This is a momentous day. Once a year the Sun conjoins with Pluto, the planet of transformation. It's as if a force or obsession can no longer be contained. Others may not notice any visible change. Internally, though a seismic shift occurs. Although you may dislike having to deal with what has been suppressed, the decision virtually makes itself. It is also accompanied by a silent fanfare of relief!


I was thinking deeply when I realised something.


Eh. Pluto not planet liao!

I've been listening to LOADS of Wu Bai & China Blue lately! Damn power! After one hour or "Lang Ren Qing Ge" I feel like jumping down my block and splatter my body over some indians or malays or manjes!

Em             Am       Em
不要再想妳      不要再爱妳
   G          D      Em
让时间悄悄的飞逝抹去我俩的回忆
   G     D          Em
对於妳的名字    从今不会再提起
     Am               D
不再让悲伤      将我心佔据
Em             Am       Em
让它随风去      让它无痕跡
   G       D       Em
所有快乐悲伤所有过去通通都拋去
   G       D       Em
心中想的念的盼的望的不会再是妳
   Am       D        G
不愿再承受      要把妳忘记
C                G
我会擦去我不小心滴下的泪水
C            G
还会装做一切都无所谓
 C       D     G  D  Em
将妳和我的爱情全部 敲 碎
   Am               D
再将它通通赶出我受伤的心扉
     Am      D        G
不愿再承受      要把妳忘记
     Am      D        G
妳会看见的      把妳忘记.....啊啊
                         
我想到一个忘记温柔的妳的方法
我不要再想妳    不要再爱妳      不会再提起妳
我的生命中      不曾有妳

Damn power can! Razor blade and emo hairstyle, here I come!

Ok time to elaborate more on the previous few weeks.

Last week was hell. Exams suddenly come popping out can! Knn Conveyancing Law and Procedure was the worst. Fucking asked me what statute that states that ang mohs must get permit. Lan jiao. Singapore no statute la, got Dragon dynasty can liao!

And Winsor did the tarots for me again. hahaha! Why am I not surprised when I see the Tower in my past again? Guess no matter how much you try to run or hide, the past always come back to haunt you.

Screw you bitch. 不愿再承受, 要把妳忘记.

And Sheena was saying something about saving the world. You already saved more people then you know Sheena.

Then came Food Comm meeting. Was damn reluctant to go. But lucky I went 'cos it was actually quite fun! I like the "Golden Pillow" curry kueh! Next time I chut I need to order that 1! Damn filling and power!

不要再想妳      不要再爱妳.

Get out of my mind you bitch.

我想到一个忘记温柔的妳的方法
我不要再想妳    不要再爱妳      不会再提起妳
我的生命中      不曾有妳....

Fuck off.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lihRASGptoQ

I am turning emo.

"I would vote for Bach, all of Bach, streamed out into space, over and over again. We would be bragging of course, but it is surely excusable to put the best possible face on at the beginning of such an acquaintance. We can tell the harder truths later."

NEW YORK—Philip Morris, the largest manufacturer of tobacco products in the United States, released the first in a series of television commercials yesterday urging parents to take the time to educate their hipper, better looking, and more rebellious children about the dangers of smoking. "If your child is idolized by other kids, always gets the girls, and has no patience or respect for authority figures, please talk to him immediately about cigarettes," said the ad's narrator over a montage of Hollywood stars apparently smoking after intercourse. "Parents need to keep an eye on their charismatic and persuasive children, who are at the highest risk of smoking at an earlier age, when it's most respected by their peers." According to Philip Morris' new print-ad campaign running in Maxim and Sports Illustrated, it is unnecessary for parents to discuss the dangers of cigarettes with lame children who like board games, science, and their parents.

I love the way Philip Morris makes reversely advertise their goods.

All of you all must buy this brand of contact lenses:














Lim peh ga le gong, this brand is damn power. All the cigarette smoke enter your eyes, all the sleeping in, and it will never turn you into :

















Actually wanted to put the famous Singapore Superstar's picture here but don't want la. Damn evil.

After decades of intensive effort by both experimental and theoretical physicists worldwide, a tiny particle with no charge, a very low mass and a lifetime much shorter than a nanosecond, dubbed the "axion," has now been detected by the University at Buffalo physicist who first suggested its existence in a little-read paper as early as 1974.


The finding caps nearly three decades of research both by Piyare Jain, Ph.D., UB professor emeritus in the Department of Physics and lead investigator on the research, who works independently -- an anomaly in the field -- and by large groups of well-funded physicists who have, for three decades, unsuccessfully sought the recreation and detection of axions in the laboratory, using high-energy particle accelerators.

The paper, available online in the British Journal of Physics G: Nuclear and Particle Physics at http://www.iop.org/EJ/abstract/0954-3899/34/1/009 , will be published in the January 2007 issue.

Results first were presented during a two-day symposium held in October at UB that celebrated Jain’s 50-year career in the physics department in the College of Arts and Sciences.

During that symposium, the world-renowned and Nobel Prize-winning scientists in attendance expressed astonishment and delight that the axion finally might have been found.

The axion has been seen as critical to the Standard Model of Physics and is believed to be a component of much of the dark matter in the universe.

"These results show that we have detected axions, part of a family of particles that likely also includes the very heavy Higgs-Boson particle, which at present is being sought after at different laboratories," said Jain.

The story of the search for the axion particle in high-energy physics -- not to be confused with the search by cosmologists and astrophysicists for axions produced by the sun -- reads almost like a novel,

with veritable armies of physicists committing many years of research and passion to its discovery starting in the 1970s.

In 1977, theoretical physicists predicted that there should exist a particle with characteristics very similar to those described in Jain’s papers; in that publication, the term "axion" was coined. After that theoretical work, there was a mushrooming of papers from both theoretical and experimental physicists all chasing the axion using low-, medium- and high-energy accelerator beams from different laboratories worldwide.

But when it proved to be too elusive, many in the physics community then abandoned the search in the 1990s, based on puzzling evidence that perhaps this tantalizing particle didn’t exist after all. Some groups flatly denied its existence and began referring to it as a "phantom."

Jain’s initial interest in the elusive particles originated with work he began publishing in 1974 in Physical Review Letters and other journals that demonstrated evidence for particles with very low mass and very short lifetimes during particle accelerator experiments he conducted at Fermilab and Brookhaven National Laboratory.

At the time, Jain’s papers elicited little interest from other physicists.

"This particle was there in my original paper in 1974," he said. "The experiment gave a hint that these particles existed but did not generate sufficient statistics to prove it. I knew I had to wait until a heavy ion beam at very high energy was available at a new accelerator."

As recently as 1999, a project called the CERES experiment at CERN in Geneva again focused on attempting to detect the axion, but that project also was unsuccessful.

The problem, according to Jain, was with their detector, which was electronic, the standard used in high-energy physics experiments today.

"They didn’t know how to handle the detector for short-lived particles," Jain said. "I knew that for this very short-lived particle -- 10-13 seconds -- the detector must be placed very near the interaction point where the collision between the projectile beam and the target takes place so that the produced particle doesn’t run away too far; if it does, it will decay quickly and it will be completely missed. That is what happened in most of the unsuccessful experiments." Instead, Jain used a visual detector, made of three-dimensional photographic emulsions, which act as both target and detector and that therefore can detect very short-lived particles, such as the axion. However, use of such a detector is so specialized that to be successful, it requires intensive training and experience. In the 1950s, Jain was trained to use this type of detector by its developer, the Nobel laureate, British physicist Cecil F. Powell. Jain has used it throughout his career to successfully detect other exotic

phenomena, such as the charm particle, the anomalon, the quark-gluon plasma and the nuclear collective flow. In Jain’s successful experiment, the axions were produced under extreme conditions of high temperature and high pressure, using a heavy ion lead beam with a total energy of 25 trillion electron volts at CERN in Geneva.

His experiments generated 1,220 electron pairs with identified vertices, the origin of each pair. They peaked at a distance of just 200-300 microns from the interaction point where the collisions take place in the emulsion.

"Only at that very short distance did I find the peak signal of this very-low-mass, short-lived particle with a neutral charge," he said.

After they are produced, axions rapidly decay into two electron pairs, the electron and the positron, he explained.

"We identified each vertex for each electron pair and we would not accept any electron pair unless we knew its vertex," he said. "There was a congestion of all kinds of low mass particles, including axions, near the detector. The background has to be filtered out from this congestion in order to obtain the signal of the axion."

Jain’s co-author on the paper is Gurmukh Singh, then a post-doctoral researcher at UB and now a visiting assistant professor in the Department of Computer and Information Sciences at the State University of New York at Fredonia.

During Jain’s long and illustrious career at UB, he published 175 scientific papers on a wide variety of physics topics, ranging from cosmic ray research performed on balloon flights to National Institutes of Health-funded studies on bone tissue to find more effective cancer therapies. "After half a century as a scientist at UB, I find that with the discovery of this axion, my mission is complete," he concluded.

Source: University at Buffalo

Whoah.

Yay! The fucking family law Legal Opinion and the role play over liao! YAY YAY YAY YAAAAAAAYYY! Because of the stupid report I scared my life with pictures of transexuals' genitals! Damn disgusting! Loose and flabby and dunno what. Yucks!

I think I hate mats more then ever. I just saw this bunch of mats, holding on to their fucking cellphone, playing some shitty RnB music, then dancing to it! Eh you not Michael Jackson la chee bye. Knn shit people, shit music, shit dance moves. As expected.

It's funny how one can walk openly into a trap and still smile away.

In Sydney or Seattle nobody would bat an eyelid, but the couples are part of a thriving underground swinging scene that is an anomaly for a country where oral sex is illegal and Playboy magazine is banned.

There are at least 10 swingers clubs in Singapore, most of them private, some of them online. With more than 6,000 members, the Web-based United SG Swingers is one of the biggest.

"There are a lot more people that are open to the idea. It's so widespread now," said a 42-year-old Singaporean company executive who only wanted to be identified as Jack.

"Swinging is all about sex. It's satisfying the urge to have casual sex and doing it with somebody you're comfortable with," said Jack, who has been swinging for 10 years.

For all their enthusiasm, few swingers tell family and friends about their lifestyle, although the practice is not illegal in Singapore.

"In Singapore, most people will perceive us as perverts," said a 39-year-old publisher who has been swinging for five years. "Look at our government policies, they say: 'Let's open up.' But our policies have always remained very conservative."

Wealthy Singapore, which has consistently ranked near the bottom in a global survey of sexually active nations, has been struggling to shake off its reputation for prudishness.

Friday, it opened Sexpo 2006, the country's second sex exhibition, featuring an array of toys and seminars.

SINGAPORE SWING

At United SG Swingers, people share erotic photographs, exchange personal ads and correspond about the next gathering. It is a close-knit community in which couples recommend good sex partners and criticize those who aren't.

A police spokesman confirmed that swinging is not illegal as long as it is done behind closed doors, is consensual and no money changes hands.

This year, the organizers of United SG Swingers started holding "on premise" parties, where couples can engage in group sex in houses and hotel rooms across Singapore.

At these parties, the bedrooms have a strict clothes-off rule and the "hard swingers" can engage in partner swapping. The "soft swingers" are couples who stand around and watch, or have sex with their own partners in full view of others.

Couples who swing say that seeing their own partners in action keeps their passion burning.

"It's like looking at cake and wanting to eat it," said the main organizer of United SG Swingers, 37-year-old IT specialist Josh, as his 32-year-old wife nodded in agreement.

But some swingers disapprove of these parties, saying they can degenerate into orgies.

"You can't establish pure friendships when there's a large group," said Ishak. "Genuine swingers would want to establish trust -- you can't trust a person just by meeting them one time and then think they can do it with your wife."

A 34-year-old Australian who attends swinging parties told Reuters that Singapore's scene is just evolving.

"It's very innocuous here, it's not like other countries," he said. "Compared to Australia and Europe, it's more discreet and less lively. Singaporeans are pretty reserved in a lot of ways."

I think Mek is finding the webby now.

So I was at the Legal Lab and doing everything but work when I saw this:


"ONE
there is NO SUCH THING as a friendstertracker.
it does NOT exist. so quit postingstupidbulletins like
"OH-EM-GEEEEE this WORKS!!!"
no, it doesnt.

TWO
To the people who have like 25,000friends,
are you serious?
You're stupid.
Go play in traffic.

THREE
Don't ever post pictures and say
"OMG, I'm so ugly"
"OMG, I'm so fat"
because if you were,
you wouldn't post them.
And if u do ur a freaking mongoloid.

FOUR
Nobody cares about threats over theinternet.
Don't try to act hardcore with thekeyboard.
Fighting online is like racing in thespecialolympics;
even if you win, you're still retarded.

FIVE
Quit crying
b/c you're not on someones top 8.
who cares?
ITS FRIENDSTER!!!
Stop bitching!!!
SIX
Who really cares if
I don't accept you as a friend?
MOVE ON!!!
Don't send me another request ormessage asking
"what's up with you not adding me?"
I don't want you as a friend,
that's what's up bitch!!!

SEVEN
Little 12 year olds who have Friendster
and look like sluts, and act likewhores
go somewhere else
because nobody wants you here.

EIGHT
If you have decided to read this,
you are a true Friendster Friend.
Real friends read their bulletins.

NINE
I say you go and pass this on
and maybe it will finally get throughpeople's brains
TEN
And if you open a bulletin and it sayssomethinglike
"repost this in 100 seconds or a ghostwillrapeyourdogtonight,or some dead skinless girl isgonna rapeyourmom"
QUIT BEING A DUMBASS

This is a test to see how many people
in your friends list
actually pay attention to you.

Repost this with..
"10 things idiots do on Friendster"

I was like thinking "how true" until I saw the person who posted it. THE IRONING IS DELICIOUS!

Yay. I am very very very bored now and I very very very want to eat a lot a lot a lot of curry puffs and drink loads and loads and loads of coke and smoke sticks and sticks and sticks of ciggys.

Yay.

Thank you Hany, Winsor, Desmond, Sheena, Shimin and me for playing at Hany's place! Damn cosy can!

For the smokers out there.

http://planetvids.com/html/Man-Smokes-Through-his-Eyes.html

So I was in the toilet just now and I saw this.

My ass feels catty after using this.

SINGAPORE: The Goods and Services Tax will be increased to 7 percent from 5 percent presently.

This was announced by Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong in Parliament on Monday.

However, when the rise will be implemented, will be decided later.

Speaking in Malay, Mandarin and English, Mr Lee explained that the hike was necessary to finance the enhanced social safety nets, needed to help the lower income group and he emphasised that the offset package would more than counter the rise in GST.

While Singapore's current model to tackle the widening income gap is sound, Mr Lee said the government would take on two approaches to deal with the new environment - to strengthen the safety nets and tilt the balance in favour of the lower-income groups who do not benefit from the fruits of economic growth.

To do this, government spending will have to go up. The government now spends some 15 percent of its GDP - one of the lowest in the world.

"This is inevitable over the next 5 to 10 years. Infrastructure investments will cost money - R&D is to cost $5b over the next 5 years; as medical technology improves, people age and more will go to hospitals to get more treatment, so spending is bound to go up. As we tilt the playing field across the board, the lower income will be getting another boost, not just once in a while. Therefore its better to start building resources now so that when we spend more, we have the means to do so," said Mr Lee.

To finance this, indirect taxes or the Goods & Services Tax will have to go up.

"It will give us precious extra resources to implement social programmes like Workfare later on. Our aim is to help the lower income groups and the elderly, not to increase their burdens. When we implement the GST increase, it's not just the GST increase, it's the package which will fully offset the impact of the GST increase and begin to strengthen the social safety nets and tilt the balance in favour of the low income groups - we will not just raise the GST but we will have a comprehensive offset package," said Mr Lee.

This package will be weighted more to the middle and the low income groups, especially the elderly, and it will more than offset the GST increase.

"It is not just an offset package to deal with the GST. It is a whole set of measures which we are taking in order to tilt the playing field in favour of the lower income group, which is what we have to add and tally in the balance, and my purpose is to help the lower income group. For the middle income, it will be generally about ok; for the higher income, I think the higher income should end up paying more overall. It's part of being one society. I'm not going to tax 15% on income tax, I'm not going to tax 25% from GST the way the Scandanavians do, but I have to make the adjustments of 2% which I think is fair and I think Singaporeans will support," added Mr Lee.

He explained that it is better to do the increase now when the economy is doing well, rather than wait till later. This will give the government time to see how this adjustment can be managed, and to cope better with the unknown forces of globalisation over the next 5 to 7 years.

More details of the GST increase will be announced on 15 February 2007, which is Budget Day. Mr Lee added that Second Finance Minister Tharman Shanmugaratnam would deliver the Budget speech.

Another change will be the amending of the Constitution to allow the government to tap the capital gains received from investing the national reserves. - CNA /dt


Lan jiao I tell you. Eh cheng hu lemme tell you. You want to help low income right don't need to make a lot of pattern one. Just cut down the tax. You few months ago increase bus fare now you increase GST? Fucking hell now one pack of rice like 30 cents more because of your chee bye tax. Eh siao eh. Every item 30 cents you add up la. You buy rice 30 cents. You buy bak 30 cents. You buy veggie 10 cents. Add here add there end up chee bye fortune liao. Eh brother, your pay 1 million can tahan 30 cents leh. My pay kanina 200 dollars 30 cents become material leh. Nah beh. Ciggy tax, GST, transport, stamp fee, every lan jiao also want to tax. Kanina next time I at TP eat beef steak you tax me Beef Tax issit? You see our pay a not? Got increase a not?

Simi lan jiao more precious supplies. Our money tak ni surplus dunno how many billion no need top wa lang eh lui eh la. Lim beh ke tan jiak ng pa ko nia leh, ai bueh hun ki ma ai san xiong si xiong, ni nah beh.

Simi lan jiao safety net. You take the net and hang us on the neck la. Quicker and less cost.

Fucking just smoke away my life la.

So I went to friendster today and I saw this from my Hiap Seng

" My Fourteen Favorite Boys!!



Firstly, I want all of you to know that I love u to death and its hard for me to only pick 14 boys to send this to, so consider yourself lucky ... or is it not lucky? If I dont get this back I understand =) I have a game for you.



This game has been played since 1977. Once you read this letter, you must send it to 14 males within five days. On the fifth day, SHE(the female of your choice) will either ask you out, or say "I love you." Please send this to your 14 FAV0RitE males. It has worked for years. Good luck boys.
*muackz*"

A perfect way to end the day. Thank you man.

Go go power rangers!

Winsor did his magic on me yesterday! He did this tarot card thingy. Managed to come out with incredibly true analysis on my love and work life. Oh my god. They say they work by being vague, but hey Winsor wasn't being vague at all leh.

Winsor, please go be a magician or wizard. I swear you will become Gandalf or Zedd.

Want to join a gang in your neighborhood but don't know where to start? Want to be a beng wannabe but need to brush up your preferred gang locations? Now you can. Call 1800-I Am A Pai Kia or http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secret_societies_in_Singapore to find out more!

God I love halloween.

Just go smoke son. It will get better. IT WILL GET BETTER.

Yeah baby.

Nothing gets worse then this.

Just finished the book Dante Equation. Somehow the book is affecting me more then a book about a Jew Bible should. Maybe I was one of the many Jews who laughed at Jesus when he was crucified. Hey, you never know.

Love to love, love to love, love to love.

Maybe forgiving is as about forgiving yourself as to forgive others.

I still can't forgive myself.

I'm sorry.

To you.

You know who you are.

Somehow I see myself doing this when I grow up.

The Malaysian in me is always surfacing in situations where he is not needed. Happens more and more often nowadays. Must be Mahatir and his charade.

So I finished working. Puahing flyers. Easy job dey! Sit there, smoke 1/4 pack of ciggarettes, play pool, go dance DDR and Para-Para then come back get money. Next time work I must also like that. Pay you to smoke! Like Philip Morris got sponsor!

Then I went down to Paya Labar. Eh BTW Paya Labar is one hellhole man. Chee bye 1 build road here build road there. Kan ni na I every Sunday pass by there build road. Nah beh build dunno how many years liao still build. Nah beh build road to Rome also no need so slow. Yah where was I. Ok. Then I went down to that shithole that is called Teo Industries Building. Eh Benny the road is called SHAW Road not SHORE Road! Went there and met my soulmates Chris and Regan, who not so incidentally provide the means for my continued intake of tar and ethanol. Did some shit there, and went home.

BUT HERE IS WHERE THE ADVENTURE STARTS! The paragraphs above are like the prologue of a novel arh. Must make you all xim yang yang then want to read. Boh bian must practice journalism liao Law cannot study GPA too low.

Yah where was I. Ok. The Malaysian in me surfaced. The dumb, smoker, Marco Polo wanna-be side of me decided to take a bus back to Tampines. The Singaporean, spend-thrift, asshole side of me wanted to take a taxi. But boh bian la. Lifestlye expensive. The Singaporean decided to take a leaf out of our Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong's Bible(May He live forever) and let the Malaysian win. So KJ took a bus.

BAD MISTAKE FUCKHEAD, BAD MISTAKE. The dumb side of KJ took over and he took bus 22. Yup, bus 22. So he travelled on a bus, pretending he was on a camel, meeting many exotic ladies and mysterious old men along the way, and earned a fortune trading spices and goods to the people of the East. Unfortunately again, he followed Christopher Colombus' ship waves instead of some other respectable adventurers. So, the Malaysian KJ turned up in Bishan.

BISHAN! WHICH RESPECTABLE EASTERNER WILL GO THERE UNLESS YOU HAVE SOME PRESSING NEED OVER THERE?! THE PEOPLE OF THE NORTH ARE BABARIANS! I NEED TO GET MY CLANSMEN DOWN TO WAGE A CRUSADE ON THOSE HERETICS! CLENASE! PURGE! KILL!

So KJ wandered along the streets of Bishan, a foreigner in a strange land, far away from home. Luckily, KJ had a contact in Bishan. A lady named Deborah. So he contacted her. And she told KJ there wasn't any bus back home.

Home is where the heart is, but KJ's heart is certainly not in Bishan.

So, KJ couldn't find a tavern in Bishan, nor a stable where he could spend his night in. Then the Singaporean part in him roused from what seemed like delayed alcohol slumber. A mighty battle in his brain ensued, in which the Singaporean part won. A thought rang in his head like a church bell that was rung by the Hunchback of Notre Dame.

He was living in the 21st Century.

All the illusions of riding on camels and exotic ladies disappeared faster then a djinni on steriods. Holding on his possessions tighty(which consist of only 4 pieces of paper), he took a train home.

The end.

Yay.

SEAL falls on grenade to save comrades

By THOMAS WATKINS, Associated Press Writer Fri Oct 13, 3:02 PM ET

CORONADO, Calif. - A Navy SEAL sacrificed his life to save his comrades by throwing himself on top of a grenade Iraqi insurgents tossed into their sniper hideout, fellow members of the elite force said.
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Petty Officer 2nd Class Michael A. Monsoor had been near the only door to the rooftop structure Sept. 29 when the grenade hit him in the chest and bounced to the floor, said four SEALs who spoke to The Associated Press this week on condition of anonymity because their work requires their identities to remain secret.

"He never took his eye off the grenade, his only movement was down toward it," said a 28-year-old lieutenant who sustained shrapnel wounds to both legs that day. "He undoubtedly saved mine and the other SEALs' lives, and we owe him."

Monsoor, a 25-year-old gunner, was killed in the explosion in Ramadi, west of Baghdad. He was only the second SEAL to die in
Iraq since the war began.

Two SEALs next to Monsoor were injured; another who was 10 to 15 feet from the blast was unhurt. The four had been working with Iraqi soldiers providing sniper security while U.S. and Iraqi forces conducted missions in the area.

In an interview at the SEALs' West Coast headquarters in Coronado, four members of the special force remembered "Mikey" as a loyal friend and a quiet, dedicated professional.

"He was just a fun-loving guy," said a 26-year-old petty officer 2nd class who went through the grueling 29-week SEAL training with Monsoor. "Always got something funny to say, always got a little mischievous look on his face."

Other SEALS described the Garden Grove, Calif., native as a modest and humble man who drew strength from his family and his faith. His father and brother are former Marines, said a 31-year-old petty officer 2nd class.

Prior to his death, Monsoor had already demonstrated courage under fire. He has been posthumously awarded the Silver Star for his actions May 9 in Ramadi, when he and another SEAL pulled a team member shot in the leg to safety while bullets pinged off the ground around them.

Monsoor's funeral was held Thursday at Fort Rosecrans National Cemetery in San Diego. He has also been submitted for an award for his actions the day he died.

The first Navy SEAL to die in Iraq was Petty Officer 2nd Class Marc A. Lee, 28, who was killed Aug. 2 in a firefight while on patrol against insurgents in Ramadi. Navy spokesman Lt. Taylor Clark said the low number of deaths among SEALs in Iraq is a testament to their training.

Sixteen SEALs have been killed in
Afghanistan. Eleven of them died in June 2005 when a helicopter was shot down near the Pakistan border while ferrying reinforcements for troops pursuing al-Qaida militants.

There are about 2,300 of the elite fighters, based in Coronado and Little Creek, Va.

The Navy is trying to boost that number by 500 — a challenge considering more than 75 percent of candidates drop out of training, notorious for "Hell Week," a five-day stint of continual drills by the ocean broken by only four hours sleep total. Monsoor made it through training on his second attempt.

Shit this month is really bad. Traffic accident and all the shit.

Went to the doc on Monday. Doc said my tricuspid valve is faulty. Some regurgitation. Yay. Then went to the doc on Tuesday. Doc said my spine is bent. Yay.

Tick tock goes my biological clock man. Death really wants to tango with me. Come la Death!

See, even if I quit smoking, some other disease is going to take me away anyway. Why fucking bother?

Eh God, can RM my life a not? I not very happy la. I random my life till kena shit everytime.

Fucking depressed.

Living life by the seat of your pants is very attractive today -- be spontaneous!

Living life by the seat of your pants might seem very attractive today. There's a strong hunger for spontaneity around you right now, the likes of which you haven't seen in quite a while. It's been so long, in fact, that you might not recognize it! If you're still obsessed with the idea that planning and organization are the only things that are going to give you a better grip on what's going on around you, today is the day to rethink that.

KJ, don't take things literally.

It's amazing how much a meetup can make a person realise a lot of things.

She didn't change; I did. My old self would have not recgonised the new KJ.

Would my old self despise the new KJ? Definitely. Will the new KJ think that the old him is an idealist, and a fool at that? Of course. But he will forever look back at the old him wistfully, wishing that time and the process of growing up did not chip away his innocence, poking holes through it's chinks, until a husk is finally left.

The memories are a prison a prisoner himself made, with bricks of emotions and the mortars of tears. He builds a cocoon of torment. The sad irony is that the prisoner holds the key to the cell door, but does not lust for the freedom, only wanting it's monotony. He prefers the daily torture, for fear of what lies in stall for him outside.

I had finally opened the door.

A catastrophe of the highest magnitude.

http://www.warcraftsea.com/

The ah bengs and ah lians will taint the lands of Azeroth! The burning crusade won by using the ah lians and ah bengs!

God is dead.

I shall pretend that I am educated and quote something from the Yan Martell's the Life of Pi.

"God is dead for the prisoner in death row, God is dead for the child dying in the sickbed, and God is dead for me, when I contracted polio."

And guess what kiddos? God is dead for me too. HE TOOK AWAY STEVE IRWIN! OF ALL THE DAMN PEOPLE IN THE WORLD, LIKE GEORGIE BUSH OR WHO, THEY TOOK AWAY STEVE IRWIN! LOOK AT HIM! HE IS THE EPITOME OF MANLINESS!












He is so damn cool! He makes women swoon with his Aussie accent! He makes young boys like me wish that they can travel across the seven seas, finding porpoises and dolphins and manticores to slay and tame and oogle at! AND NOW GOD TOOK HIM AWAY! And to add salt to the injury he is killed by:















This! A bloody stingray! I swear I will avenge you Mr Irwin. I swear I will go to Newton Food Center and eat the damn stingray. I swear I will bite into the flesh with relish, and taste the flesh of the scums that killed my hero.

Do not fear my dear friends, for with me is the one thing that shall make the stingray tremble in their stings. It is none other then:

















The fearsome Tiger. Feared in the jungles of Malaya and the deep mountains of China, the almighty tiger shall accompany me in the quest to slay the stingray.

May Irwin's spirit be calmed by this vow of revenge.

Rock music boosts your brain power Camillo Fracassini

LONG suffering parents of adolescents might not agree, but scientists claim that listening to rock music can boost your brain power. Researchers at a Scottish university believe that the sound of guitar-based rock such as Jimi Hendrix, AC/DC and the Red Hot Chili Peppers improves concentration and boosts memory. Contrary to received wisdom, children who listen to loud rock or pop music while swotting for exams are probably improving their chances of success. The finding follows claims that listening to classical music, particularly Mozart, can improve performance in cognitive tests. Recent studies suggested that The Mozart Effect can lead to permanent changes in brainpower among young children. The findings have spawned a multi-million-pound industry in classical music CDs designed to boost children’s intelligence. In the new study, Dr Leigh Riby and George Caldwell, cognitive psychologists at Glasgow Caledonian University, set out to find out whether The Mozart Effect applies to other types of music. The researchers monitored the brain activity of a group of 16 volunteers who were asked to perform a simple memory test while listening to rock and classical music. They were asked to do the same while listening to the sound of static and again in silence. The volunteers were played Beethoven’s 2nd symphony and a piece by Steve Vai, the virtuoso rock guitarist. While the classical music improved the concentration and memory of both groups, rock music also had a significant effect on the cognitive performance of the rock fans. Brain scans revealed that they required far less brainpower to complete the test successfully. “We wanted to investigate whether more contemporary music would have a similar effect and chose rock as an extreme example,” said Riby. “What we found was surprising. While classical music appears to have an effect on everybody, we also found that there is a significant effect on people exposed to their favourite type of music. “Those played rock music required less mental energy to carry out the task successfully. I would expect to see a similar effect with pop fans played pop music or anyone else exposed to their favourite type of music. The music primes the brain to perform certain tasks more efficiently. “What we are examining now is whether certain passages or certain instruments have a greater effect than others. We will be examining every millisecond of the brain scans to pinpoint what it is about classical and rock music that is having this effect.” Vai, who has performed alongside Frank Zappa, Ozzy Osbourne and the former Van Halen singer Dave Lee Roth, said he was delighted by the findings, published in the current edition of Consciousness and Cognition, the science journal. “What this test shows is that it’s important not to exclude any music having an emotional impact or educational value,” he said. “What we hear has the potential to change the way we think because it changes our moods.” While both classical and rock music have been shown to boost brainpower, they have also been used to discomforting effect. Earlier this year Luton council began playing classical music in the town centre to drive away problem youths. In 1989 the American army played AC/DC at high volume to force the Panamanian dictator Manuel Noriega out of hiding. Previous studies have shown that rock music improved the work rate of people collecting stock market statistics and can have a positive effect on the brain chemistry of depressed teenagers.

Hahahahah you emo bastards don't give me that excuse of wanting to cut yourself when you all listen to rock music!

Singapore online gamers read up.

From: thadarkman78 | Posted: 8/30/2006 10:00:28 PM | Filter | Message Detail

Bump, and a little more info on the game:

http://www.piratekingonline.com/clips/preview.wmv - A little video of a 1v1 Duel. If I'm not mistaken, It's a crusader vs a Seal Master. (postitive on the Crusader part, not 100% on the Seal Master). Also, yes it's point and click, but with a graphical style like RO, that's expected.

http://www.focusplay.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=2342 - A little bit of info is revealed on Guild vs Guild war. Still not much is known (even one of the company people says he doesn't know much on it), but the battles will be like an RTS MMO style, People will need to do different things like sea battle, land battle, woodcut (to repair ships) in order to win. Not much more is known, but the idea of an RTS like Guild War system sounds awesome. One of the Company person says (quoted): "lets just say the system seems abit like warcraft dota...not 5 V 5 but rather 80 Vs 80"

Yea, so yay for more info. The one annoyance is that the company is based in Singapore, so all those damn people on the forums are idiots (save for that 1 person who posted all the useful info, and one of the company people), and will probably be idiots ingame, but it's bearable I guess.
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I usually would fucking come to the rescue of our beloved island monarchy(HAHAH) but this time I really have to agree. I mean, have you all played MapleSEA? IT'S THE BIGGEST PIECE OF SHIT OUT THERE ON THE MARKET. The community's shit! Imagine this:

TBND is currently leveling at Henessys Dungeon(I dunno whether it bloody exist. Sue me.)

*L0rbbeeuu1314 walks by*

lorbbeeuu1314: Eh CC CC CC CC or I defame!
TBND: Eh your father Lee Kwan Yew issit? Dungeon yours arh?

Suddenly the fucking place is filled with shitheads and you see your fame get reduced by 100. FUCK YOU UNDERSTAND. Don't bring your shit to the internet ok little shitheads.

Our generation people are seriously fucking inconsiderate and sadly that includes me. Hahaha sue me.

WASHINGTON (Reuters) - Earth's protective ozone layer, which was notably thinning in 1980, may be fully recovered by mid-century, climate scientists said on Wednesday.

Ozone in the stratosphere, outside the polar regions, stopped thinning in 1997, the scientists found after analyzing 25 years worth of observations.

The ozone layer shields the planet from the sun's harmful ultraviolet radiation, but human-made chemicals -- notably the chlorofluorocarbons found in some refrigerants and aerosol propellants -- depleted this stratospheric ozone, causing the protective layer to get thinner.

The scientists said the ozone layer's comeback is due in large part to compliance with an 1987 international agreement called the Montreal Protocol, which aimed to limit emissions of ozone-depleting chemicals.

"These results confirm the Montreal Protocol and its amendments have succeeded in stopping the loss of ozone in the stratosphere," said Eun-Su Yang of the Georgia Institute of Technology, who led a team that analyzed the data.

"At the current recovery rate ... the global ozone layer could be restored to 1980 levels -- the time that scientists first noticed the harmful effects human activities were having on atmospheric ozone -- sometime in the middle of this century," Yang said in a statement.

While ozone is a beneficial shield in the stratosphere, some six to 31 miles above Earth's surface, the ozone encountered at ground level can be damaging to lung tissue and plants and is a major component of smog.

The analysis was published in the Journal of Geophysical Research - Atmospheres.

Researchers from
NASA and other agencies reported in June that the so-called ozone hole over Antarctica would recover by around 2068, which is some 20 years later than previously expected.

The Antarctic ozone hole is a massive loss of ozone that occurs each spring in the Southern Hemisphere.

A similar, though smaller and less severe, ozone hole has been reported in the Arctic.




CAPTAIN PLANET 1 CAPTAIN POLLUTION 50

Bloody long time never blog.

Actually i really wanted to quit this blogging thingy but due to influence from Winsor and Benny, I must re-blog to show off my life to others. Yay for publicity. Yay for the beng next fucking door!

Education in fucking TP is getting from bad to worse. Ennui you see. Nothing to do, nothing to see, nothing to touch, nothing to fuck. Will get bloody bored. What saves me is my more and more frequent trip to our clean and green neighbour Bedok Reservoir to get my daily intake of menthol, tar, nicotine and cancer. Yay for an early death! Anyone want to send a message to Jesus or Buddha or whatever God you pray to? If yes please sms your message to 1800-FuckYou for your personalised message of salvation! Yay.

Shit is really getting worse and worse. On the National Day our Lord the great Lee Hsien Loong(May the Gods bless his soul) said something about mee siam mai hum. Eh good sir. Mee siam no hum la. I tell you next parliamentary debate the first bill on the List shall be enacting an ordinance that makes it mandatory for Mee Siam to have hum. If don't have will have fine of $1000/- bucks, maximum 2 months imprisonment and kena rattan 24 strokes. Then great Lee Hsien Loong will claim that he inherited clairvoryant powers from his father's side(Guess who! Not going to name him. The internet has ears.) and he could prophesise that mee siam will have hum. Then everyone will cheer, and next day we will have to wake up on 5 o clock in the morning every bloody day to pray to the Prophets Lee. Too bad for the jews who wanted to eat mee siam.

I must seriously get a smoke soon or I will post all the seditive shit on the net and get sued. I must smoke Lucky Strikes. I must smoke Lucky Strikes. I must.....

Drama Alert!

With the help of an expert lip reader the Daily Mail was able to decipher what led to the violent outburst.

First defender Marco Materazzi spoke in Italian - a language understood by Zidane who once played for Italian side Juventus - grabbed his opponent and told him 'hold on, wait, that one's not for a ****** like you.'

It is not clear whether the Italian was referring to the ball heading their way or his own groping of Zidane.

The expert, who can lip read foreign languages phonetically and translate with the aid of an Italian interpreter, was unable to see what Zidane said in reply.

But she saw that as the players walked forward Materazzi said: 'We all know you are the son of a terrorist whore.'

Then, just before the headbutt, he was seen saying,: 'So just **** off.'

The translation tallies with the words of Zidane's agent who said the player had told him the Italian made a 'very serious' comment.

Coolest World Cup ever!

Italy elbowing people on the face, Rooney stepping on people's balls, and Zidane head butting people!

Now I owe Tai Wee a movie ticket.

This is full of shit!

Chiam can proceed with lift upgrading, no $80m upgrading package: Mah

NATIONAL Development Minister Mah Bow Tan has told opposition MP Chiam See Tong that he can proceed with lift upgrading plans using the funds which the Potong Pasir MP said his town had.

But Mr Mah said there was no question of an 80-million-dollar upgrading package being made available.

'The $80 million upgrading package was proposed by Mr Sitoh Yih Pin, the PAP candidate for Potong Pasir, as his plans for the constituency if he was elected the Member of Parliament,' Mr Mah said in a letter to Mr Chiam on Wednesday.

'It was on this basis that I promised to help Mr Sitoh secure the funds for the upgrading programme.

'As the majority of Potong Pasir voters rejected Mr Sitoh and his plan, the issue of funding no longer arises,' Mr Mah wrote.

Mr Mah said nevertheless, as the Government has announced, all eligible HDB blocks will have lift upgrading by 2014. And this includes eligible blocks in Potong Pasir.

Mr Chiam had written to the National Development Ministryasking for access to $80 million in funds that had reportedly been earmarked for upgrading in the constituency.

In a letter to Mr Mah last week, he referred to comments by Senior Minister Goh Chok Tong and media reports during the election campaign about an $80 million upgrading programme for the ward if the PAP candidate won it.

He asked Mr Mah for details which the ministry may need from him and how he could go about 'to claim the said upgrading packages which will benefit the residents of Potong Pasir'.

Another opposition MP, Hougang's Low Thia Khiang, said he would apply for a 100-million-dollar upgrading fund that residents inhis constituency had also been told about during the election.




This is damn fucked up. Eh, the people in Potong Pasir and Hougang not Singaporean si boh? They what, Dukedom of Potong Pasir and United Hougang Federation issit? Lan jiao. They pay the same amount of tax leh. GST they pay, Road Tax they pay, Parking Tax they pay, T.V tax they pay. They also PAP leh! Pay and Pay! But after they Pay and Pay you say they don't deserve this cos' their constituency don't want to PAP? Lan jiao you understand?

Hun ki price go up, simi lan jiao price go up except wages. Ni niang eh la. Now fishball noodle 4 dollars at food court only give you 2 fish ball. Knn the fish ball so small, lim beh eh ball bigger then that ball la! G.E over only for 2 months nia all this shit happen liao.
Chee bye you understand? Chee bye!

If this go on, Yew Tee won't be the kampung. Hougang and Potong Pasir will. Next time we can request Red Cross and United Nations send their rations and supplies to Hougang and Potong Pasir also. Then if Singapore is attacked, SAF won't protect Hougang and Potong Pasir and Chiam and Loh can hire Bobba Fett to fight for him liao.

The new generation of voters won't forget. Lift upgrading don't matter to most of us. But the injustice will torment us.

August will be a bitch.

August will be damn packed la! I have a wedding, a birthday party and a dinner to attend! Eh. Why am I complaining. It's only July!

Met up with Johann and Bei yesterday! As usual, we played dai dee for th entire time we spent together. Just like the good ole' days. Nothing like familiarity to help you relax! Hard to find time to spend with everyone man.

Met up with my Lcomm group also. With Jane Marie Ng. Basically our group failed like shit I think. We asked a lot of relevant questions but the tutors, with all due respect, don't understand! Like the one about what colour of the clothes the client was wearing! Eh dey, it is 2.00 a.m. in the morning, and you are cycling! Of course we need to find out what colour of the clothes she's wearing mah! If she's dressed like a gothic wannabe, confirm pruss d0ubblee ch0pp stampp kenaa hitt byy carr w0rX!

It's funny how "dumb" questions can actually be "smart".