Beat boxin jazz, smooth jazz.
I wanna play the former.

Currently stuck in the latter parts of C key repreciously something.

Super mario's in my head.

I cant wait for the new EPL season.
Parents coming back later.
I just did the floor.
My my. How diddely doodidely didingly interesting.

Hey, this is occupying.

I have post-it notes on my belly.
Ha

Plethora of chicken dangled sprite like kandlesticks.

hoohah.

I wanna put my speech here.

But then again.

Oh, n i want the deathly hallows.
With or without words.

I got a ton of games which im bored stiff.
I gotta finish HR, but i gotta finish I will not.

SO cheerio.

cheerio nuts and bits.

No its not a misspelling.

Anyway, i've been watching cartoons all mornin,
ha.

I'm bored.
I'm also tired of asking why peoples.
Understandable really, but oh well.

Thats why i like WJ methods of counseling.

Bit of a blur really.
I had this public speaking persuasive speech on Friday.
Heck it was good, best of the lot.

And simpsons was great.
half the cinema went out simpsons fans.

I wanna scold someone now here. Or everybody in general.
But i think implications of some sorts will appear.

and nelson style "hah-hah"

Chocolate

What a match. Spankin match. It was great fun but walaoo.
Then got retorts, reasoning met with dittos.

I wonder if people actually get out of their secondary school phrase.

I dobbled on writing bout my day, but my mind is so frazzled.

What day?

Cheers.

Holy cheese and whiskers.
My french project members and a bunch of half-witted people.
Except Pauline thankfully.

I'm tired
Not unhappy or depressed
Just tired
Mentally tired
Physically tired
bitingly tired
Bloggingly tired
bogginly tired
I need sleep


I gotta do HR and study.
And Public speakin.

And MBS.

Holy macaroni.

Tired.

Polly want a cheers.

I met Hong Wei on the way back from school.

I realised that I am so close to him and I like him so. And Sherman as well.

After, this poly friend stuff, He was my closest friend. Worked together everyday.
He has virtues no one else in the world has, and I admire him so very much for that.
Nobody has his character and traits and I am so incredibly grateful.
Sure, I could sometimes hope he'll do something bigger but wow.
HW is HW.

The best friend a person could have.
And Sherman.



There's a bit of a quirky titbit is that HW and I have EXTEMELY LITTLE in common.
Yet, there must be a reason we remained close friends for so long.

And I found it again.
Re-found.


Kudos to the two of em. Lots of it.

I've created a imaginary friend oh so marvellous.
He keeps me up at night and sings little yodels to me.
Oh I love this friend of mine I diddely-do.
Tis' not a rhyme but my friend's name is Little Mr Cliche.

He does not appear on T-shirts, such a friend is he.
Actions speak louder than words some old man said
But his actions and words loudhails from above.
Here are his lines and actions galore, little Mr cliche I present
I simply adore.

Firstly his words He says rebutting authority with his nearly cliches.
He adds, What are you saying and scutinises your brow.
He muses, Lets make fun of stuff! Common and of old.
He ponders lets booze the night away and scimpers and scrat.

Secondly his actions while I look on tickled.
He stops moving his hands while his stride allows such
He looks concerned asking too many reudandants
He walks quick and strong, Purpose he thinks.

Thirdly his quirks, oh so lively and free.
He's conscious how he looks he checks the posse
He tries to keep with with wit and ganduer
He always peripheral looking out the prying eyes
And he's glad.

Fourthly He's imitations who smell like old feet.
he's speech is the same, boring n dict'
It's raining outside, I can hear his how's n why's
Smarmy or smarty he tells no difference

He's life is like vodka all full of heat.
Well at least he thinks that but it's mild and indescript
Now that I've wrote this I think again
Do I like little Mr Cliche?

Or figments cloud my mind?

A humongous backlog of tasks
A furore in activity
A job magnitudely - mountain

That, what it seems.
Is I'm busy.

I'm really crushed my phone went into a coma.
Now my new/old phone's in a coma too.

Yes. Well.

On sunday, or yesterday If I would please.
I attended this concert.
Filipino service.
Well, kudos to Japheth who stayed back.

My Dad was in charge of it.
We all helped.

Helping which is-not-the-first-time-i-realised.
Is more Not-so-dreary
Than it is fun.

Ha!

Considering it's a relatively(I still hate this word) new ministry
and 200 over people attended it's pretty darn good.
And somewhat as above I am pretty darn proud of my Dad and La familia Ho.

Yes, I helped serve food, do chairs, yadayada.

Anyway, for the first time in 6 years.
I finally told someone my deepest darkest not-so-proud secret.

Well, he was shocked.
Cause I was dressed nicely in a shirt instead of my usual casual.

I need a miracle to get over it.
Hence, I go a miracle service.
I'm trying to sound really cheerful about it cause all I've read today are cheerful things. :)

However, In all utter truth and honesty and whatnot we use to call open people.
I was terrified.
I couldnt walk home without staggering n tear-ing.
And for once I am not exaggarating.
I'm not dandy with this either.


The guy who (thank God for him) interceded for me was somewhat taken aback. Yes, I mentioned it before.
Heck, I'm only 18 and it has been bothering me since 12.

It's been weighing on my mind, heck on my body too.
How can I have such a THING?

Let's see, the ten Commandments.

1. You shall have no other Gods before me.

Lets see.
HECK NO!

2. You shall not make yourself a carved image.. so on.

A bird? Totem?
Never.

3. You shall not use the name of God in vain.

Well, I cut down a lot on "Oh my God".
A LOT

4. Keep the Sabbath Holy.

Hmm. I need to find the true inclination of that.

5. Honor your father and mother.

Well, I'm pretty good at that.

6. You shall not murder.

Loonybin.

7. You shall not commit adultery


hmm.


8. You shall not steal


Never done that.

9. No false witness, or no lying.
hardly nowadays.

10. You shall not covet.

Maybe a teensy little bit.


Anyway, I haven't done a lot to break the ten anyhow.

Must I follow as such?

But heck it's WORST then the 10.

How can I be someone good, someone upjust?
Some mild guy who doesn't even watch puny horror films cause of my principles?
Some guy who mothers love and remark " He has principles, a line he won't cross"

Sure I do, but ..

Darn.

How can I testify for His name if I've done all that?

Worst still, Today's Day 1.
I haven't got over it yet.

Damn, I don't even swear anymore. But who cares?



Last thing,

NEVER I repeat NEVER ask me anything about this.

Cheers.

I am doing something now.
Dabbing on potential topics.
Well, that I won't say.

Ah, music.

I love music.
I like Jazz most, followed by the blues, I don't mind opera.

I feel that there is a certain level of music attainment which is stagnant among many people.

There are numerous musicians around.
I can count guitarists by the number of cells on my hand that it if I can see them. NOt unlike the musicians.

Drummers are many too.
Pianists, blahblah.

Euphonists, trumpeteers mostly come from school bands and die out.

There is this level of music, many people are stuck on.
This particular level, this stage where self-improving is NOT the norm.
How morbid is this stage, coerce instead not the crowd.

Most definately there are those who improve all the time via professional help.
also those who are stuck and like to proclaim.

Be it the harmonic scale, or blues in whatever key, spanish rumba. There is never too much to learn.
Yes, I've kept this post simple.

Isn't it obvious enough for you?

My title character space ran out, thus it sounds like ima sec 2 boy. - hahazzzzzz, kekes, wahahas, .

Yeah.

Anyway.

first things first.

I have now gathered that everytime I go to east coast park I injure somebody.

Each more serious than the last.

Here, let me lay this out.
The first time i went i injured Calvin. I crashed into him while on " the-devil's" rollerskates.

The second time I threw a filled water bottle (OF DEATH!) which hit Kenny square on his back.
Ha.

Then this time I injured Valencia, quite nastily.
I dont know if I should get into gory details but there was some sembalance of "my fault" in the nasty equation somewhere.

I'm terribly sorry.

I did all I could later !

:)


Oh man.
I've never injured somebody before.
SERIOUSLY. forget the skates of the devil n deathly hallows of bottles.
but it was quite nice la.

Seriously thankful there were no waterworks. (or crying)
Or that I didnt get bollocked at.

Oh well.

SMILE veepoh.
That is , after you bathe.

I spoilt my phone.

And everybody I told that fact to started laughing. Cept Cal.

Like WHAT THE HECK?

I love me phone.
Got me memories and data in there.

So jolly well, sod off to your little lalaland and leave me before I lala you.

hmm.

NO, not angry now,
I think I'm going through stage 3 of emotions.
I'm more like accepting now.

So yay.

No.
Why Yay?
I spoilt my phone.

I'm blogging.
Cuz SOMEBODY said I don't blog enough.

I take my comments seriously,
.
Ha

Anyway, 3 things.

First the bad news,

I failed in both B finance n HRM.
I'm crudely put, damn freakin' disappointed.
I had such High Hopes too.

I feel like swearing.

Speakin of swearing.

I feel like seriously swearing at some people.

Seriously.
But I can't.
Cause it would'nt be right.

Here's a phrase, relating (obviously, I am gonna put stuff s obviously I would hate myself)

Is there a speck in my eye.

Notice yours first

For
Is there a plank in your eye? Big Enough to walk on, or maybe start a BONFIRE

but no.


:)


3rd thing,

I realised Why i'm / was gettin so tired and irritable.

I'm SICK!

HA.

Hmm..


Lear amitte Dura Annees

Hmm.


my face is bring slowly deep pressurised.
thus, before it's gone.

Think.

Wow-wow-wee
I'm amazed I'm still bloggin away.

Its probably due to this cyber age.
Soon my wedding invitation will have R-PLZ instead of RSVP.

I'd planned to write on specific topics whenever I blog nowadays to prevent a barrage of utter no-sense mumblejumble I usually write with plenty of hoo-hahs and hehes.

That I won't say.

Anyway, today's topic is my day.
Yes, well it's looks/sounds/seems/feels/smells/reeks of/are/is doldrums but I have nary else a thingy to write on.

For the first time on heresay, I'm gonna dab on 2B03.

I've wrote aplenty of 1B21 already, and it seems not withstanding anything pretty meaningless.

therethus, I like my class,
I cannot believe we have to switch AGAIN in 2.2.
My groupmates are spectacular to say the least.
BEST group i ever had. this year.

The people inside my aboveformentioned are not half bad at all!
Given the apparant animosity of my inability to open up I am pretty darn happy with my self.
So heck yeah.

I like.

Yeah.
Thats it.

Soon i ponder.

Anywayzzzzz ( heh heh heh heh heh)
Im in love with the simpsons.
Oh yeah, and b4 i forget.


I find A LOT of stuff cliched.
I find A LOT of stuff, N i dislike using cliched stuff

IN case one wonders, an or a cliche is an expression that has been used a lot of times it's lost its meaning. For example " I look into the mirror, and I see heaven." is NOT a cliche.

heh.

That was nicholas's

Anyway, as I was rambling( i find this guilty too)
The reason my posts OCCASIONALLY contain weird stuff is it is because I find( GUILTY!) every other phrase is borin and overused.

Hence cheers, its MINE so its not cliche.
Forget overseas people, my cliche issue deals with Singaporeans.

SO yes, thats why sometimes I find it difficult to express my thoughts into words.
Cause if put simply it'll be so cliche-ing I'd have to kill myself.

I wonder Why too.

And I sincerely hope the above few sentences don't cause me any hurt and backlash.
Many a time I have felt as such.
Heck, I can almost visualise it!

Now, before Whatever happens .

Cheerio.

no, wait.


Last thing.

I think I HAVE THE PERFECT FAMILY.
Something didnt happen to me.
I just THINK that.
something does'nt have to happen.

cheers.

I have to get my life organised.
Im on a like organised streak.

So goody.

So To remind myself, I need to get Apel, entre, public speaking done by this week.
MBS n HRM to follow.

So. Tad busy nowadays.

Yesss.

I'm worried bout my health, Im getting tired n irritable.
n I have nary a clue to what as such.
NO, I dont think Its any physical problems.

Oh well.
Oh, n I'm a guy.

Why?

Oh well.

Hmm.

Eugene's here, thats awesome.

Ahheck.

There are my thoughts as such, uncategorised.

Woohoo.

happy bite.

cheese.

Oh.

I mean cheers.

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