terrance and phillip. damn kewl right?

hahahaha now i'm SUNBURNT. quack. had NCC kayaking course today..damn fun damn fun we did FORWARD PADDLE, BACK PADDLE, and SWEEPING. wa damn fun. we also had capsize drill.. its like, you go far out in the river there, then you're supposed to capsize, and while you're in the thing when it is capsized, tap the hull 3 times to show you're ok, and then come out, and start swinging your paddle around and go 'help! help!' mmm the first time i tapped twice, then ian lin, who was on the same kayak as me, started struggling and making lots of banging noises on the hull, and then i also panic liao, start banging it, and i got out, and swam out, but wrong way, ended up hitting the sand and cutting myself, and then i realised it, and stopped swimming so i floated up with the stupid fat buoyancy vest.

rah our school has more metrosexual people than normal ppl.. normal non metrosexual, high pants and socks ppl are going into a decline aah. we are now the minority! Must fight the metrosexual! all wear pants extremely high and pull socks all the way until e knees! wahahaha. dun gel hair and dun put deodorant!

[my own modification of La resistance from south park]

God has smiled upon you this day
The fate of a school in your hands
And blessed be the non metrosexual who fight with all our bravery
'Til no more spiked hair stand

You see the distant deodorant
They bellow in the class
You fight in all our names for what we know is right
And when you all get sprayed
And cannot carry on
Though you die, La Resistance lives on

You may get stabbed in the head
With hair gel or a hawaiian shirt
You may be deodorant-ed to death
Or sprayed alive, or worse
But when they torture you
You will just pull your pants up high
For, though you die, La Resistance lives on!

They may cut your socks in half
And serve it to a pig
And though it hurts, you'll laugh
And dance a sockless jig
But that's the way it goes
And though we're shat upon
Though we die, La Resistance lives oooooonnnnn!

stupid metrosexual ppL.
rah. i bet more than half my class is metrosexual or has metrosexual traits. and they all deny it. rah. ppl who gel hair and put deodorants and pimple cream and bla and bla and bla still say they're not metrosexual. Booolsheet. boing.
Viva la Resistance!

whoaaAA. Today rocks. we (me, ian lin, ian cheong, jed and XIDE) watched SOUTH PARK: Bigger, longer and uncut, in ian cheongs THEATRE ROOM. wa lao all of them comparing TV sizes one (all of them meaning ian cheong, jed and XIDE). usually people compare breast size, now compare TV..mebbe its a new METROSEXUAL trend...whoa i'm officially addicted to SOUTH PARK songs.. my mp3 playlists are now all south park songs.. 1.Uncle F**ker 2.Blame Canada 3.Kyle's mom is a b**ch 4. What would Brian Botano do 5. La resistance medley

whoa. kewl rite. bleh after we watch that we went to blow up IAN CHEONG'S ROOM. wahaha. bleh. next year when i go canada i'm going to buy south park dvd =D.. blablabla. tomorrow got kayaking course. waste one whole day again, from 0815 to 1700. boing. haha oh ya me and ian lin got a very good plan for teachers day next year..QUACK.

oh oh oh, i'll now end with the verse we wrote in miss melissa eu's teacher's day card =D

IAN LIN like to fart
so we give you this card!
you like to eat LARD
and you look like MAT

Happy teachers day
and I AM LIM SWEE SAY

-----------------------------------

[GREGORY (singing voice by Howard McGillin):]
God has smiled upon you this day
The fate of a nation in your hands
And blessed be the children who fight with all our bravery
'Til only the righteous stand

You see the distant flames
They bellow in the night
You fight in all our names for what we know is right
And when you all get shot
And cannot carry on
Though you die, La Resistance lives on

[ALL:]
You may get stabbed in the head
With a dagger or a sword
You may be burned to death
Or skinned alive, or worse
But when they torture you
You will not feel the need to run
For, though you die, La Resistance lives on

[PARENTS:]
Blame Canada!
Blame Canada!

[SHEILA BROFLOVSKI:]
Because the country's gone awry
Tomorrow night, these freaks will fry!

[SOLDIERS:]
Tomorrow night
Our lives will change
Tomorrow night
We'll be entertained
An execution
What a sight!
Tomorrow night

[SATAN:]
Up there there is so much room
Where babies burp and flowers bloom
Tomorrow night up there is doomed
And so I will be going soon!

[TERRANCE AND PHILLIP:]
Shut your fucking face, uncle fucka
You're a boner-biting bastard, uncle fucka

[TERRANCE:]
Looks like we may be out of luck!

[PHILLIP:]
Tomorrow night, we're pretty fucked!

[CARTMAN, KYLE, STAN:]
Why did our mothers start this war?
What-the-fuck are they fighting for?
When did this song become a marathon?

[SATAN:]
I want to be up there!

[SHEILA BROFLOVSKI:]
When Canada is dead and gone
They'll be no more Celine Dion!

[GREGORY AND KIDS:]
They may cut your dick in half
And serve it to a pig
And though it hurts, you'll laugh
And dance a dickless jig
But that's the way it goes
And though we're shat upon
Though we die, La Resistance lives oooooonnnnn!

[SATAN:]
I want to be up there!

[PARENTS:]
Blame Canada!
Blame Canada!
Blame Canada!

mmm i want to buy iPod..aaaaah. boing.
lol my mum's in my room and my stupid UNCLE F**KER song is playing damn loud..aah

//cornered.

Hahaha i got nothin much to say. my HCL test got 75 and my Physical Science got 24/25 again. hA. oh oh oh have you ppl watched SOUTH PARK before? the vulgar small people wearing funny hat ppl. haha i got the MP3 of a south park song called BLAME CANADA. haha damn kewl.. it goes like SO

Sheila: Time's have changed
Our kids are kids are getting worse
They won't obey their parents
They just want to fart and curse!
Sharon: Should we blame the government?
Liane: Or blame society?
Dads: Or should we blame the images on TV?
Sheila: NO, blame Canada
Everyone: Blame Canada
Sheila: With all their beady little eyes
And flappin heads so full of lies
Everyone: Blame Canada
Blame Canada
Sheila: We need to form a full assault
Everyone: It's Canada's fault!

Sharon: Don't blame me
For my son Stan
He saw the darn cartoon
And now he's off to join the clan!

Liane: And my boy Eric once
Had my picture on his shelf
But now when I see him he tells me to fuck myself!
Sheila: Well, blame Canada
Everyone: Blame Canada
It seems that everythings gone wrong
Since Canada came along
Everyone: Blame Canada
Blame Canada
Some Guy: There not even a real country anyway

Mrs. McCormick: My son could've been a doctor or a lawyer it's true
Instead he burned up like a piggy on a barbecue
Everyone: Should we blame the matches?
Should we blame the fire?
Or the doctors who allowed him to expire?
Sheila: Heck no!

Everyone: Blame Canada
Blame Canada
Sheila: With all their hockey hubbabbalooo
Liane: And that bitch Anne Murray too
Everyone: Blame Canada
Shame on Canada
The smut we must stop
The trash we must smash
Laughter and fun
must all be undone
We must blame them and cause a fuss
Before someone thinks of blaming uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusss

A lot of thing happen today. basket.

MY UNLUCKY DAY

1stly, my shoe broke when i wore it dis morning.
2ndly, my waterbottle exploded near ben soh's place b4 chapel
3rdly, my other bottle exploded in 2.12 at chan leongs seat
4thly, i headed a soccerball and it hit the class clock and it dropped and broke and all the shards are now in my arm..not to mention this huge triangular piece that pierced into my right arm, and i had to pull it out. so fun.

thats all. BYE BYE

//fault.

mmm i have a few things to say..listen listen =D. have you tried playing 'BHAI SIMI SEK' with yourself before? try it! i was walking around my house that area, and i saw a bhai with a green turban(damn rare) riding a MOTOcycle, and without anyone else to play bhai simi sek with, i started pinching myself, and going 'bhai simi sek! bhai simi sek!' and then i looked around and said 'green! green!' wa damn fun!

ok. another thing i want to say..wads with all these surfer d00d stuff? i mean, like who the hell even surfs here? bleh u shud try surfing really..it looks fun, but i just can't do it..i get my mouF full of sand and seaweed when i tried last time in thailand..anyway the waves there are not as big as like hawaii there so i dunno :$

ok. another thing. i do not watch porn. my mother says i do..wad the fark. and some fat blob in 212 says i do also.

ok. yet another thing. its damn late and i still haven't done my CHINESE FILE. oh nOOOOOOooOooOoOoOoOooOOOoOOOOOOOOOO!

////////BHAI BHAI.....

oh hello..here i am, on this sunday morning, sitting in front of this dumb 17-inch screen typing stuff, while half my dear friends are out at church, having fun, etc etc..laledum. ian lin doesn't know how to ride a skate scooter. mmm. amazes me you know, how adults are so childish in their thinking sometimes. bleh. Nobody said it was easy. Neither did anyone say it would be so hard. I'm going back to the start. bla.

uh oh. tomorrow have to hand up HCL file. the worst thing is, I DON'T HAVE ONE. ack.

my videocam is still screwed up.

i'm going to fail some test soon.

there's a lit test on tues.

i'm stuck.

help.

Anyway. being the boring, sian person than i am, i shall proceed to bore you more. haha it RHYMES! bore you more, bore you more..

mmm i went to do a lil research on US naval missiles..here it is:

General Dynamics (Convair) RIM-2 Terrier
Vought RGM-6 Regulus
Bendix RIM-8 Talos
Vought RGM-15 Regulus II
General Dynamics (Convair) RIM-24 Tartar
Lockheed UGM-27 Polaris
Goodyear UUM-44 Subroc
Bendix RIM-50 Typhon LR
Bendix RIM-55 Typhon MR
APL RGM-59 Taurus
Raytheon (General Dynamics) RIM-66 Standard MR
Raytheon (General Dynamics) RIM-67 Standard ER
Lockheed UGM-73 Poseidon
Boeing (McDonnell-Douglas) RGM/UGM-84 Harpoon
RIM-85
UGM-89 Perseus / STAM
Lockheed UGM-96 Trident
RIM-101
Raytheon (General Dynamics) BGM/RGM/UGM-109 Tomahawk
LTV BGM-110
RIM-113
Boeing RUM/UUM-125 Sea Lance
Lockheed Martin UGM-133 Trident II
Lockheed Martin (Loral) RUM-139 VL-Asroc
Raytheon RIM-156 Standard SM-2ER Block IV
Raytheon RIM-161 Standard SM-3
Raytheon RIM-162 ESSM
Raytheon RGM-165 LASM

RIM = Ship launched anti-missile/aircraft missile
RGM = Ship launched anti-surface missile
RUM = Ship launched anti-submarine missile
UGM = Submarine launched anti-surface or land attack missile
UUM = Submarine launched anti-submarine missile
BGM = Ship launched land attack missile

Sources: Directory of U.S. Military Rockets and Missiles

//breaking free.

today got CHINESE test. ok la. i hate SHUO1 DUAN3 CHANG2 WEN2. stupid thing. oh well. can pass la. in fact might get A1 again. nah prolly not. A2 can la. then nick koh pontang NPCC. well we all know who else pon NPCC. some1 called Darren CHEW.

heh for NCC today we had something called orienteering. theoretically, it involves using a map and a compass to go from place to place and get your bearings in the forest/jungle etc etc. since we did our orienteering around the Buona Vista/Dover/somewhere near bukit timah area, it was a 'concrete jungle', so half the time we were using a map in the way u would use a street directory, and we didn't even use the compass much. mmm nothin much to say, except at checkpoint no.5, the stupid JAGATHIS was the marshal there, and he made us (Ian Lin, me, and one of the Sec 1 guys) say the NCC core values, and made me do abt 25 over pumping while reading a book aloud. but lucky only 25 not 75, cuz at 75, i cannot do it rapidly anymore, and at 120, i die, haha. bleh. but we lucky la, cuz they made alex liew and dickson (or some other group) sing the NCC song in public haha.

oh yes. and there was a certain checkpoing no.2, located in the HDB heartlands. only 2 groups out of 11 got it i think, and there were many stories shrouded that mysterious checkpoint. one of them was that the marshals were hiding at the top of HDB flats, and were making them run up and down the block to find them. another story is that they were hiding in the mcdonalds across the road, and they used their handphones to tell them to run up and down many hdb flats, and in the end end up in macs. haha lucky we din do checkpoint 2.

We got 2nd place, after daniel chia the muscle man and the one of the 2 indian guys. so now, we are going for the ORIENTEERING COMPETITON, which mister Jagathis says 'its not important', while mister darrell VAN says 'shut the fuck up jagathis'. yay. oh ya. i also get a badge =D

//timeless.

Sheet. Bleh. i got scolded today. for using BAD WORD. haha. mm..i got math test back..17/20.. now my average is 61/100.. sux0rz.. history test last question (the 10 mark one) screw up..write so little..ran out of time lar..going to flunk again =(.. phy sci test ok lar..mebbe cannot get 24/25 anymore..but can get 20/25 happy liao. hope chew don't fail. chew whole day study one so poor thing *aww*.

BASKET HOW COME MY HUMANITIES SO SCREW UP ONE

ok, on to some other stuff. today after school we had NCC orienteering training. well sort of. haha so fun Darrell Van told JAGATHIS to fuck off and go into the little cubicle in the sea room with the computer. hee

oh and before the thing right, me and ian lin went to the ground floor toilet next to the greenhouse/horticulture house/agriculture house/kiahua house/the one with the plant house. and then inside got a lot of people going OH! OH! OH! then we went in to see..then this bunch of mats and anehs came out telling us theres shit on the floor. and lo and behold, in the last cubicle got a TURD of SHIT on the floor..the turd was as big as hongyi's head if you want to know.

oh and before that (mmm i'm getting repetitive) we had stupid music lesson with the faggot MISTER OH..basket cheebye went to make us hold pumping position there for like 20 mins cuz we were too noisy. big deal man.. i'd see anyday whether he can do it or not..the faggot says he wants to make us do it every week. fine. see whether he can do or not..the fucking cheebye metrosexual faggot yellow haired asshole think he so damn good. maybe next week i'll go whack him on the head with the toilet pump

//bleh.

bleh tag board is screwed up..mmm tomorrow got history and physical science test..history jus finish studying, so now must study phy. science..hope can get 24/25 again =D..mmm..uh oh i think lenu very angry with me now, because i say BAD WORD..i'm going to get scolded during the form tcha period..mebbe i'll go join TAF club tomorrow with chan leong (who also isnt in TAF club), because can run until 0800hrs, then no need to have CT period, and then i won't get scolded..bleh..but what if Timothy Chee say i not fat enough to join..aiya sure can one la..jus pull the shirt wide wide until look like airbag. i'm going to try that tomorrow muahaha.


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//Plink.

Shit. i think i have mononucleosis again. i hate this feeling. i think its bloody fatty spread to me one. i hate the feeling that you think its someone's fault and you really want to bash him up but then again you can't blame him cuz he didn't spread the virus to me or anything.i got a fever. 37.4°C at 2030, now its 37.6°C.. hope i can survive through this week with all the tests. bleh

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Year 3000

One day when I came home at lunchtime I heard a funny noise.
Went out to the backyard to find out if it was one of those rowdy boys.
Stood there was my neighbour called Peter and a flux capacitor.

He told me he'd built a time machine like one in a film I've seen.Yeah,yeah.

He said...
I've been to the year 3000.
Not much has changed but they lived underwater.
And your great,great,great-granddaughter is pretty fine.(Is pretty fine)

He took me to the future in the flux thing and I saw everything.
Boybands and another one and another one and another one.
Triple breasted women swim around town totally naked.

We drove around in the time machine like one in a film I've seen.Yeah,yeah.

He said...
I've been to the year 3000.
Not much has changed but they lived underwater.
And your great,great,great-granddaughter is pretty fine.(Is pretty fine)

I took a trip to the year 3000,
This song had gone multi-platinum.
Everybody bought our seventh album,
It had outsold Michael Jackson.
I took a trip to the year 3000,
this song had gone multi-platinum.
Everybody bought our seventh album...

We drove around in the time machine like one in a film I've seen.Yeah,yeah...

I've been to the year 3000.
Not much has changed but they lived underwater.
And your great,great,great-granddaughter is pretty fine.She's pretty fine.

He said...
I've been to the year 3000.
Not much has changed but they lived underwater.
And your great,great,great-granddaughter is pretty fine.

mmm IAN LIN if you read this, its my maternal grand father that mati, not my paternal.

Cheese.

Wo hui lai le! hahahaha! eh eh eh thank you all for CONDOLENCES hahaha..mmm..i'm going back to school tomorrow! whee..um..lets see.. what should i say now. i hate sauerkraut!

boing.

Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop
You know the place
well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy

Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning
My mother would make me a big bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast

Awww - Big bowl of sauerkraut
Every single mornin
It wa driving me crazy

I said to my mom
I said "Hey, mom, what's with all the sauerkraut?"
And my dear, sweet mother
She just looked at my like a cow looks at an oncoming train
And she leaned right down next to me
And she said "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU"
And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth
And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old

That's when I swore that someday
Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place
Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer
And the towels are oh so fluffy
Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long
And anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel

Wacka wacka doodoo yeah

Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true
Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize
That's right, a first class one-way ticket to

Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Oh yeah
You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before
And I gotta tell ya, it was really great
Except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor
And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time
The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts
And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore
And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out
And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside
And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died
Except for me
You know why?

'Cause I had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position
Had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position
Had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position

Ah ha ha ha
Ah ha ha
Ahhhh

So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage
I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days
Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag
And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball
And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel
But finally I arived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn
Where the towels are oh so fluffy
And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna
It's OK, they're clean

Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C
And I turned on the SpectraVision
And I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow
That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door

Well now, who could that be?
I say "Who is it?"
No answer
"Who is it?"
There's no answer
"WHO IS IT?"
They're not sayin' anything

So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected
It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril
Oh man, I hate it when I'm right
So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel
And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"
"That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"
And he's like "Tough"
And I'm like "Give it"
And he's like "Make me"
And I'm like "'Kay"
So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus
And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows
And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation
Yes indeed, you better believe it
And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook
And twenty seconds later, I heard a farmiliar voice
And you know what it said?
I'll tell you what it said

It said
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"

In Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel
But I made a a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest
I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice
But first, I decided to buy some donuts

So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut shop
And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter
And he says "Yeah, what do ya want?"
I said "You got any glazed donuts?"
He said "No, we're outta glazed donuts"
I said "Well, you got any jelly donuts?"
He said "No, we're outta jelly donuts"
I said "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"
He said "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts"
I said "You got any cinnamon rolls?"
He said "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls"
I said "You got any apple fritters?"
He said "No, we're outta apple fritters"
I said "You got any bear claws?"
He said "Wait a minute, I'll go check"
"No, we're outta bear claws"
I said "Well, in that case - in that case, what do you have?"
He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels"
I said "OK, I'll take that"

So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out
And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over
(rabid gnawing sounds)
Oh man, they were just going nuts
They were tearin' me apart
You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head"
I believe it went a little something like this . . .

Doh
Get 'em off me
Get 'em off me
Oh
No, get 'em off, get 'em off
Oh, oh God, oh God
Oh, get 'em off me
Oh, oh God
Ah, (more screaming)

I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face
Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin'
Like a constipated weiner dog
And as luck wouls have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams
Her name was Zelda
She was a caligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches
I'll never forget the first thing she said to me.
She said "Hey, you've got weasels on your face"

That's when I knew it was true love
We were inseperable after that
Aw, we ate together, we bathed together
We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss
The world was our burrito
So we got married and we bought us a house
And had two beautiful children - Nathaniel and Superfly
Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah

But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me
She said "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?"
I said "Woah, hold on now, baby"
"I'm just not ready for that kinda commitment"
So we broke up and I never saw her again
But that's just the way things go

In Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Anyway, things really started lookin' upi for me
Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream
That's right, I got me a part-time job at The Sizzler
I even made employee of the month after I put that grease fire out with my face
Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that
I was gettin' a lot of attitude

OK, like one time, I was out in the parking lot
Tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil
When I see this guy Marty tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
"No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw"

So I did

And then he gets all indignant on me
He's like "Hey man, I was just being sarcastic"
Well, that's just great
How was I supposed to know that?
I'm not a mind reader for cryin' out loud
Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy
So what's he complaining about?

Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote
This guy comes up to me on the street and says he hasn't had a bite in three days
Well, I knew what he meant
But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein
And he's yellin' and screamin' and bleeding all over
And I'm like "Hey, come on, don'tcha get it?"
But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding, and screaming
(screaming sounds)
You know, just completely missing the irony of the whole situation
Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?

Anyway, um, um, where was I?
Kinda lost my train of thought

Uh, well, uh, OK
Anyway I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it
But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is

I hate sauerkraut

That's all I'm really tryin' to say
And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
And find yourself in an existential quandry
Full of loathing and self-doubt
And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence
At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that
Somewhere out there in this crazy mixed-up universe of ours
There's still a little place called

Albuquerque
Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque

I said "A" (A)
"L" (L)
"B" (B)
"U" (U)
"querque" (querque)

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque

(belch)

mmm i'm not coming to school on mon and tues..my grandad mati liao..some1 help me collect my homework or something k? BYE BYE

haha..soo many people BUAYA! HA HA HA.

DICKSON BUAYA, chase MGS Girls

CHEW BUAYA, don't have to say anything..got stupid DSL..

KIA HUA BUAYA, chase brocoli

IAN CHEONG is METROSEXUAL. he know the diff between MIU MIU and PRADA

TUCKIE BUAYA! TUCKIE BUAYA!

boo hoo..this is a sad entry..oh well..i'll start blah-ing now.

this term sucks. really.

see i'm handing up all my homework this term, my homework gets average grades, compared to the last semester where i only hand up graded assignments.

ok. that aside, my test grades this term are screwed..SCrEWeD. last term, my homework sucks. but heck, tests always damn good..well for math and geog that is. but this term, all my test results aside for higher chinese (surprise surprise) all below 70..blahHHHHH. blah you. basket you also. whack you with a dumpling.

i calculated, if i get full marks for my latest math test (impossible), my math average would only be 65..wad the fark is this. blah. blah blah blah. blah YOU. and my parents expect me to get A1 for math because that was what i've been getting since sec 1. buLL sheet.i want to hoot the dumpling.

ok. then there's a geog test tomorrow. on something called ACCESSIBILITY. fine. i wanted to mug the whole night as i screwed the last test. come back home, found out i brought back my geog file WITHOUT the stupid accessibility notes. fine. then i ask ppl to help me. all say nothing to study. but i bet got A LOTTTTTT of THinG TO study one. BAskEt

so all i can do now is mug for math test and hope i get full marks for this test. bleh. stupid.

~life goes on~

haha today during the service learning, only 3 old woman came..evryone else go temple pray pray. stupid CHEW and DICK were supposed to teach the old people today, dick didn't come, and chew the himbo just stood at the side, like VANNA WHITE from WHEEL OF FORTUNE, while wesley taught the old ppl..well it proves that chew cannot do anything one! ha ha ha! ok, now to the more interesting part of the service learning. Wesley was asking all the old ppl what was 'tap' in english la, then the old ppl all dunno, all ask the ppl next to them what it was. I just leaned back on the chair and said 'shit', and all the old woman thought that was the correct answer and 3 of them all went "shit! shit! shit!"..lol..then we taught themm sentences..like I AM SITTING ON A CHAIR. then i went to say I AM SHITTING ON THE CHAIR, and they all said it..haha i'm so bad.

Stupid IB interview..i screwed up la..of all the geppers i took the shortest to come out..many possible reasons. Firstly, i was sitting bolt straight, arms also damn straight and palms on my knees, and was staring straight into the CHOCK's (vice principal, interview me one) eyes with a poker face (something which i rarely have). maybe i stare too much she scared, as half the time when she look at me for 5 seconds she will turn to look out of the window..the second reason is because i give stupid answers.bleh.

nothing to say, say say say say say..bye bye

heh today is monday..we had holiday..who give us one? who give us? "come on, come on, you can do it! answer?"(stupid ian lin phrase) DOCTOR ONG GIVE ONE! HAHA HA HA HA..mmm..stupid IAN CHEONG wake up so late. i woke up at 7 today, and bathed for 1 hour, as half the time i was sleeping in the toilet =$.. then i had breakfast, and went to play computer..once again, stupid IAN CHEONG wake up so late..i stopped playing at 9, then ian lin called me..say stupid ian cheong still sleeping..he organised some stupid outing thing to cineleisure at 10, but he woke up at 0930..stupid ian cheong.

When i reached there right, it was like 0945 lar, so i jus walk around. basket see this bunch of mainstream ppl at the burger king at cineleisure, all started pointing at me..basket la point wad point. hoot you la. ok, then at abt 10 the IAN TEAM (2 stupid ians) came, and we played bowling at 1030, and halfway dickson came..stupid ian cheong, as usual was lofting the ball, make so much sound, like ARTY ARTY, and whenever he hits more than 5 pins, would do some things that those female catwalk models do, and..ya i suppose you ppl can imagine..ok, i try to remember the scores. first round, ian cheong got 80 something, i got 101 and Ian Lin got 108..second round, ian cheong got uh..i forgot la i think 101 or something, i got 115 and ian lin got..uh..something lower than me la..

the funniest thing was, ian cheong not happy lar, so we had a third round..haha until 1 point where i was leading him by like 25 points, he bu shuang oready and ask dickson to play..hahaha i got 108 for that round..ha

oh then we had lunch, and stupid ian cheong was talking about KEVIN GUNAWAN or whoever that was, and i was pointing at every guy that looks like an indonesian and saying "GUNAWAN! GUNAWAN!" hahahahah then ian cheong had to go to eat with his auntie, YOON LAY BENG..lol all funny names one, his father is called PAK YAN or something like that..haha..then we saw him with his aunt and some ang mor man while we were with dickson looking at handphones..i suppose its his uncle..

I WANT TO BUY 3300! WAN!

anyway, then IAN LIN came to my house to do IRS, but since we finished the report oready, all we had to do was the stupid filming..mmm let me present wad we did in a CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER..wa big word rite.. like CHEEMANOLOGY by CHEW in his stupid geog project..but actually, the cheemanology all copy and paste from website one.. chew the HIMBO! hahahahahaha..ok.. CHRONOLOGICAL! HOO! HAA!

1315hrs: IAN LIN and ME come back
1315-1345hrs: Watch my stupid video
1345-1500hrs: Play CS
1500-1530hrs: shoot people with water gun downstairs
1530-1615hrs: film our IRS movie thing : 'Attack of the Dumpling/Ba Zhang/whatever'
1615-1645hrs: shoot people with water gun again
1645-1730hrs: Play CS
1730hrs: IAN LIN GO HOME

haha i would like to add that we attempted to shoot over 20 people downstairs from my 5th floor apartment, and managed 2 kills (made them react) and 1 bird hahaha..we sprayed the BIRD and it flew away. oh ya you all should watch the ATTACK OF THE DUMPLING..cuz the IRS teacher want to put our project at the IRS FAIR, and WE WILL SHOW YOU OUR STUPID VIDEO! HA HA HA HA

heh i was also imagining about the day when darren chew would start talking about quantum physics this year..lol it would be damn funny and out of place, as he is supposedly a himbo (him + bimbo = himbo)..aiya i think we should all stick to what we are la..chew should jus stick to having 3 girlfriends/crushes/wadever and being a himbo..lol..i shall end with a verse..oh ya, and sorry chew, don't come and hoot me..because..

you try to make me CRY,
i hoot you with a BHAI!

haha!
[Exeunt FISH

mmm..yesterday NDP..kinda ok..except that we started out with wrong timing, and IAN LIN was wrong timing and some sec 1s were laughing at him..lol..then we videoed some teachers..hahahaha shit la got too much to say..well to keep it short, I GOT A VIDEOCAM..damn FUN..i'm making stupid videos of myself now..but the best thing is..my computer can't process all these things, so i'm going to get a NEW COMPUTER! hahahahahahahaha so happpY

mmm..tomorrow NDP! i'm going to be getting award! hAhA..yay..today i stayed in school till 5 to do my 2 chinese homework, but only finished half of both of them heh..

what shall i say..laledum..stupid ppl doing drill in class..bleh its damn annoying..ppl thinking they know a lot..lalala..i'm going to run round in circles now..mmm wait i'll find a stupid pic to put here..

HAHAHAHAHA i just came back from service learning..in the MRT right, i dared dickson to offer an M&M to this Indian guy..i realised he damn smart..he said reach the station then give..so when he gave the thing to the aneh, the conversation went like so:

Dick: "Excuse me, do you want one" (handing him an m&m)
aneh: "No..why you give me for what?"

then dickson got scared and ran off..lucky we were at the stop, so he ran off..so funny

An entry on a more serious note.. well you know all the crap that me and ian lin do in class rite.. we would appreciate it if you would just let US do the crapping, not you..especially you bloody fatty nicholas koh..saying its all your jokes and crap..i have one word to say..BULLSHIT. Chew the Jew.. you say you came up with it. once more i say BULLSHIT.. if you would look through this blog's archives, and ian lin's one, you would come to the conclusion that it was ian who started the jew crap, not you fatty..mmm you all might say that i'm bitching and stuff, but its the fact that you take what is not yours and say it is yours that pisses me off..so shitcan it, and focus on your TAF club shit.

and please..please don't talk in that stupid voice ian lin uses..i'm sure you know who i'm referring to..ian cheong, kaleni and nicholas koh the TAF club man. THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUU.. and fatty, once more you talk about pre-masturbating syndrome, i swear i'll bash your head in with song yun's hockey stick..

GOod DAY. GooD dAY. GooD dAy.
We conclude that the day is good.
so says reggie..
BYE!

mmm..the VA-111 Shkval Rocket supercavitating torpedo, more than 200 knots underwater, 7km range, straight running, magnetic influence detonator..not that it makes any sense to any of you ppl but heck..

oh sheet i'm loaded with homework today, well, not much, but i got my stupid National Youth Achievement Award thing to do..basket..not that i've achieved anything in the first place..oh well..on with the work..laledum..

I had lunch at this restaurant called 'the SQUARE' in novotel..got one retarded ah beng who keeps making cow sounds, and keeps hyperventilating..my father dun like him cuz he make so much noise lol..

Then i went to CUT HAIR..this guy went to cut until hair all so spiky but still so thick..then another girl come and use the ZZZZZZZZZZZ machine and make it normal again..HA HA

Mmm..prolly the best day in my life today..will treasure it as long as i live..oh well..in school damn slack, but during recess, ian lin was trying to lob the hockey ball with a hockey stick, and he hit the ball, and in his follow through, hit fat KEVIN TAN on the head..hahaha damn farnie..yar..then we had the FAGGOT OH lesson..FAGGOT OH is the gay guy with dyed long hair that teaches us music..he thinks he's so scary, but in reality, he is damn stupid and is a faggot..

mm after school we went to staff room and was going to ask chinee to go out for lunch with us, and we were going to sabo CHEW by saying that it was chew that asked her, but guess wad, before we asked her, CHEW ASKED! wahahahaha i started laughing like shit along with IAN LIN and dickson..oh well..then we blaRf ian cheong that we were going punggol for lunch..and IAN CHEONG GOT SCOLDED BY HIS AUNTIE BECAUSE HE LAUGH SO LOUD! HA HA HA!

Anyway..we went to KFC at the jurong east MRT there to have lunch lar, and we all had WOW MEALS, except dickson, who had a large whipped potato..he say chicken to oily wait he get PIMPLE..then we had arm wrestling in KFC..me, ian lin and darren all hit our FUNNY bone while doing it..eh i din noe dickson so not strong..i managed to hold him at the starting position for like 1 min b4 we both gave up..i tot he so much muscle sure beat me in 3 seconds, but not strong one! lausyYYYYY!

yar then we went to darren chew's house..played soccer at his playground there, kept ramming the ball into the sky..lol..then one part the ball fell into some place with millions of thorns, and kena punctured, but didn't lose air..weird..then we played basketball..lol no one dare to tackle me because i throw ball at them when they try! hahahaha this is an excerpt:

Me: "dick dick come try to STEAL the ball"
Dickson: "no no dowan"
Me: " harh? how come"
Dickson: "you will throw ball at my face, very scary"

hahahahahaa..oh well..then me and IAN LIN went to play squash for 2 hours..its not normal squash, its called VERSE SQUASH..we have to say something in a damn stupid voice before hitting the ball back, the first one was: "SAVED BY THE BELL!" "REFLEXOLOGY PATH", and you say in a farnie voice so half the time we were laughing and falling down. then we said VERSE every time we hit the ball

"HE IS DARREN CHEW!"
*Wham*
"HE IS A WHITE JEW!"
*Wham*
"HE GO TO SYNAGOGUE!"
*Wham*
"AND CANNOT EAT PORK!"
*Wham*
"HIS FRIEND IS TUBAL!"
*Wham*
"HE LIKE TO EAT SAMBAL!"
Throw squash rackets down and start singing "ching chang chong chang, chinee carol chew chew chew!"

mmm damn fun..we did many many other verses that are featured in FISH SEUSS AND IAN LIN SPEARE, our VERSE webbie(Check the links section)..after that we went home..hee

yar today rocked..wish ian cheong came..then he sure laugh until shit in his pants now..love my friends man..bye bye all