HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I hope god doesn't have Facebook. Or internet connection for that matter

As my mum tells me, 'Put 120% in everything you do.'

One of my favorite Tenipuri characters. He's almost like me - long curly unkempt hair, and he loves making puns that amuses himself more than the people around him.

I see only two reasons to own a Wii

Oh Bruce Wayne, when will you return to us?

I wish I had a doubles partner who'd do this with me. I'm kinda tired of doing this by myself on the court. Or off it for that matter :o(

Oooooo dusty blog ain't it

Haha, wtheck?!

Credit goes to Ain, awesome pictures taken with her LC-A. Though partial still am I to holga.

I can only smile

"Are you some kinda evil genius inside?"

Oh my friend, how you amuse me so.

What if hypothetical situations never existed?

As a kid, I'd wonder if the person in the mirror was real and that instead I was a reflection of him.

In fact, I still do.

I love mornings, but I could never get up in time for them.

Sgt. Pepper? What're you doing here?

Valentine's day huh? I've always dismissed it as a platform for human insecurity (on that note, watch out for my thesis titled Love: Neediness and Weakness Exposed next fall 2010). Lovers rejoice while the companionless ones are reminded of their bitter loneliness. Sounds familiar and cliched? Haha I'm not complaining. Let the lovers celebrate their companionship. Let the loners wallow in solitary misery. The world's gonna end in 2012 anyway. So why fret? Of course, if love was truly the unconditional sentiment Mankind so passionately preaches, why would there be a need for just one day to celebrate it? Why the ridiculous expectations? And what's with the gigantenormously overpriced flowers and candy? I don't think kissing would ever be an option for me, what with my volatile digestive system being in the way. I might just barf in the poor girl's face. Oh, the hypothetical horror! Ahh, I could go on and on. And I mean it, I can really go on.

Hahaha, do I sound like a geezer living up in a musty old apartment with cats for company? Friends, if you are a believer of true love and the unbridled joy of blessed union Valentine's day brings, then you should know that my cynicism is not directed at you. Instead, it's directed at every girl who's ever rejected me. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Kidding, kidding. Geez...

Superman is later seen holding Batman's charred body.

I can't believe it, he's really dead.

It blows to find out one of your favorite sportsmen used drugs. I'm not referring to Phelps; cool a pothead as he is, I find him magnificently dull in a sport so devoid of variation and dimension. Also, I'm not sure what the big hoo-ha is all about--it's just weed. My disappointment instead lies in Alex Rodriguez, my favorite third baseman. The Yankees player had used anabolic steroids the year he won the MVP award. Geez, what an asswipe.

Darn ye, Temptation! How could I resist?!

TOM SELLECK IS MY FATHER!

The impending end to the story of Bruce Wayne is doing a number on me. I don't care if it was out of impulse or that it has set me back SGD79.95, the Batman action figure is totally worth it.

I MEGA-LOATHE
JUAN CARLOS FERRERO
BECAUSE HE BEAT ME AT VIRTUA TENNIS.

Is this how the story is suppose to end? I am so close to tears now.

Whoever said the media is corrupting our values should meet me

Friend 1: What are we supposed to do when it's all over?

Me: When you love someone and they break your heart, don't give up on love. Have faith, restart. Just hold on.

Friend 1: Woah, I didn't know you were a hopeless romantic.

Friend 2: Eh wait... Isn't that from Jonas Brothers' Hold On?

Me: Hey, pop singers have wisdom too you know.

The beginning of the prequel to the beginning that will begin the end

Note: My pseudonym here is iron(III)oxide. Some of my friends call me Rusty, so I adopted the chemical/scientific(whatever) name for rust. Remember my warning about technology turning on us? The following tagboard conversation is proof! Nostradamus didn't foresee this, but I have! My prophetic vision holds truth!



14 Nov 08, 02:46
iron(III)oxide: Oh, you typed Asterix? How abt Obelix?

16 Nov 08, 17:27
qam: oh hi tagboard. you're about the only thing that i can talk to right now. sup.

16 Nov 08, 17:27
tagboard: .

16 Nov 08, 17:28
qam: then ignore? cb. now ive no one.

16 Nov 08, 18:05
nat: -_-

17 Nov 08, 01:13
iron(III)oxide: I was ignored too. No one laughed at my brilliantly constructed 'asterisk' joke. Fascist pigs!

17 Nov 08, 01:14
iron(III)oxide: What's wrong with you? The tagboard can't understand English. It only understands binary.

17 Nov 08, 01:15
iron(III)oxide: Hey tagboard, 0110010100001001010? Hahahaha! 110100001001?

17 Nov 08, 01:15
tagboard: 11111101110111000001

17 Nov 08, 01:15
tagboard: 010101010000101

17 Nov 08, 01:15
iron(III)oxide: See Qam?

17 Nov 08, 01:16
iron(III)oxide: Oh damn, stupid tagboard. Know what it said? It just insulted me! Said I'm a cheesecake whore!

17 Nov 08, 01:17
iron(III)oxide: You slut! Go fornicate with the pentium II. B*tch!

17 Nov 08, 01:17
iron(III)oxide: 0101010110101110!

17 Nov 08, 01:18
tagboard: 010!

17 Nov 08, 01:19
iron(III)oxide: Oh yeah?! Your momma's a chalkboard! In your face! I mean, in your phase!

17 Nov 08, 01:20
iron(III)oxide: Yeah, that's what I said! Your momma's so old, she's a chalkboard!

17 Nov 08, 01:21
iron(III)oxide: Your momma's so slow, she got overtaken by a pentium I!

17 Nov 08, 01:23
iron(III)oxide: Oh? No comeback? Suck on that, b*tch! Linux pawns your arse!

I have to wake up for tennis in 5 hours. F*CK

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Lebron James ain't scared of Kryptonite

Oh my frickin' gawd! I have just witnessed Lebron James jump from the free-throw line to make a dunk! And this wasn't even a dunk contest! It was during a friggin' match! How the fudge does a man, who stands 6ft8in and weighs 250lb, jump a distance of 15ft to reach a rim 10ft-high and deal such an emphatic dunk during a match?!

Sure, as far as I know, Jordan and Erving have performed a similar dunk from the free-throw line before, but they did it in a dunk contest. James did it in a match! Friggin' awesomeness! Too bad I can't find the proper video to put up here. No worries, who needs a video anyway(?) The human imagination shall prove adequate to conjure the image of a flying mortal. Give the people of the world a black Superman!

Holding out for the right one

In all honesty, I just want a simple, cute girl. Yes. Just a simple, cute girl.

Oh yeah, and she's gotta be left-handed, born on February 29, has purple shoulder-length hair, watches Jean-claude van Damme movies, speaks Spanish, listens to Neil Diamond and plays the Indian bamboo flute.

Well, that's about it. If I describe any more, people are gonna think I'm picky.

Decisions are best left to magic 8-balls

Is USD50 worth spent on getting these 5 special edition magazines with beautifully designed covers?

What I found at the end of the rainbow was... More rainbow!

I've only just realised that the Rainbow Paddlepop is now available in 1.7-litre tubs. Like OH MY GAWD! No longer would I have to consume 10 sticks of it at one go just to sate my cravings. Sure it's cheap ice-cream, but when that cold delicious cream of rainbow goodness touches my tongue, it's like unicorns are galloping down my oesophagus man! Unicorns galloping! C'mon, that is so AWESOME! I swear I see rainbows come out of my mouth when I burp!

With purposeful purpose

I have spent the past three years searching for the meaning of life. Who knew it'd take me that long to get a dictionary?

Reprendre

I drink white wine on lonely days, and savor the bouquet of Chateau Margaux on rainy nights. And on such nights would I gain the mellow certainty to realise that the notion of a satisfactory future is, in fact, a return to an idealised past. Let me then return to all that I have known and left behind.

Don't take life seriously 'cos you can't come out of it alive

Against my better judgment, I walked my way home across a 6mile-long park at 1.30am earlier on. I was half-hoping I'd get a glimpse of a ghost. And I planned my reaction would be to sprint like heck, or just scream in abject fear and take a piss in my pants. I prayed it wouldn't come to either.

I wasn't alone in that park though. Occasionally, someone would jog past me. And I think I saw a young couple at the playground, on the swings. Either that, or it was a hallucination. 2miles onwards, I regretted the impulsive decision. Maybe it's just me, but I don't think it's exactly healthy to walk 6miles if you've only slept for three hours the previous night and had nothing to eat for the whole day. But that's just me, spontaneity and cheese. See? Cheese. That's spontaneous.