Yeah, yeah, its been a long time..
*blows dust off blog*
nothing much to report...
Oh yeah..
..i didn't get into the english mag editorial..
yeah..
sigh..
it was depressing...
now i remember why i didn't want to blog..
even my hands are weighed down like lead as i type and as you read...
this is how i felt and still feel:
i can feel it, the bile rising up my throat, the bitterness lingers on my tongue,
i swallow but my mouth is dry.
i now know why they call it a heart break, my chest is heavy, so heavy i wish i could tear my beating heart out and just rele-ase me from the burden, so heavy that it hurts.
even when i think about it, it hurts so much that i cry, i cry for release.
and i cry, just to hear the sobs, to know i am alive, anything was better than just sitting there while the numbness envelopes me and my mind is blank.
ignorance is bliss but this wasn't the blissful ignorance that thoughtless poets wrote about, it was like being a compass, the needle spinning around pointlessly, spinning, spinning and simply could not find north. Lost, i felt lost.
and nausea, the bile rising up my throat, i thought i was going to vomit.
i cried the whole day.
i want you to know how it felt, to taste the bitterness of losing a dream.
of the suffering.
it was pure hell, but it was all real to me.
i know you might think this is stupid, just an editorial...
i wonder too, why do i feel so much pain and hurt?
and i have no idea...
but most of the hurt was because i thought i had friends
i shared everything with them
anything that i thought would help them
anything i thought they would enjoy
i thought i had friends
and i found out that i didn't
and i was hurt.
My own fault really, must be all that teen pop music about friends influencing me, all that woolly, soppy thinking
teen, pop princesses and idols should be shot at sight
they are dangerous weapons of mass destruction
-out-
Friday, August 28, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
What to say, what to write...
I've always sucked at making up titles. Ah well...
Okay, I pissed off spa a few days ago...
Major Achievement or what?!
spa is my really annoying english teacher, for the completely lost and clueless.
She asked me to read a passage and i was really mad at what she had been saying, so i used my 'Microsoft Sam' voice, check it out in control panel-speech. Based on 1st hand reports, she was really pissed off and asked wen shen to continue the passage.
Awesome...
ah well...
Can she track this down? Freak..
After the "Tears of an Apple" short story, i have been writing a few more, all titles thought out by Ming as yours truly really suck at titles.
_______________________________
This is Sheryl's favorite.
'All She Ever Wanted'
She stared with those pale blue eyes of hers, framed by a halo of golden, delicate curls, accusing and disappointed. Then, she slowly let her heat drop against her chest, a picture of sheer misery and defeat.
But it wasn't over yet, oh, no~ Her hand clenched into a fist, perfectly manicured nails dug fiercely into the pale flesh of her palm. Her cherry red lips wobbled, ever so slightly, as her pearly whites bit into her lips. With a toss of her head and a flash pure, fiery determination in her eyes, she bawls out "I wanna, wanna, wanna!"
Oh! All she ever wanted was a PSP, a diamond lollipop, a porsche, a barbie life-sized fairytale castle complete with turrets perfect for damsels in distress, a portable TV with sound surround system, a mansion with pink furniture and pink swimming pools, a pink my little pony helicopter complete with takeaway chef and a trip to the Tokyo Helo Kitty Hospital. That was all she ever wanted. Was it too much to ask?
-End-
Haha, in the beginning, she was portrayed as an angel, but she isn't an angel, is she?
_________________________
Unearthed Clandestine
Wazat? -End-
_____________________
The flame of the Pyre
Hi~ Me pyre. I got fire on me. Hey, hold on... Ah! I got fire on me! Argh! Argh! Ar-
-End-
___________________
My mum and Vanessa's favorite.
When Watermelons Swim
The average watermelon. A mysterious fruit with hidden depths. With great rolling ability, this sinister fruit slowly rolled away from the hawker hawking his wares. Steady... Steady... The sea looms in the horizons. An orchestra started up in the background, the violins screeching eeriely *like in those horror movies*. Oh dear, what is our heroic melon to do? Tumbling, rolling, inexorable, unstoppable. Suddenly, a horryfic horror movie high pitched femine scream was heard when...
Splash!
It swims!
-End-
______________________
Teh Tarik
I was born amidst the chaos and hubub of an average Kopi Tiam. Suddenly, the clouds parted and i heard a great voice in the sky. It spake unto me "Teh Tarik, Kau, Kau!"
Ah! It must be none other than my creator! I relished the moment of religious ecstacy.
Then, he raised me up, higher than an eagle, think ball of crazed fur, then he turned me over. I was sucked down by a powerful force. Ah! My short life flashed before the eyes i never had. Farewell, cruel world, life is short! But lo and behold! I was saved by a tin mug and was tossed up and down again. Finally, my ordeal was over for i must have been found worthy. I was all frothy as my maker threw me into a glass. I am slowly raised towards a pair of lips like bananas framed by a moustache. I wonder what further quests await me.
___________________________
I kinda like this one
Registration on Reality
Robert shoved his way out the subway. He was in a hurry and he simply could not afford to be late. Time was not a luxury he had. He fought his way out the Underground, pushing against the tide of people, marching inexorably like war troop against the rebels of the mundane.
Robert did not stop to glance at his watch like the ameteurs in films.
He did not stop when he knocked over a crate of oranges.
He did not falter when he fell face first into mud.
No, he was in a hurry, a battle against time, and stupid everyday things were not going to stop him.
Finally he reached his destination, disheveld and muddy. He arrived, panting, at the counter.
"Robert Pratster, here to renew his registration." he weezed.
The austere woman behind the counter glared at him over her glasses.
"Overdue. Too late, Robert Pratster." intoned Ms. Mort.
"Pl... Please!" implored Robert. "One more chance!"
"Too late." repeated Ms. Mort dispassionately. "Robert Pratster, your registration on reality is expired."
At that, Ms Mort swung a scythe, bringing it down at Robert.
"No-" screamed Robert, disintegrating into numbers.
Ms Mort sat down and peered over her counter.
"Next."
-End-
_____________________________
The world is your oyster.
Why would i want to eat a slimy sea creature?!
-End-
_____________________________
Ulquiorra versus Apple
Ulquiorra stood there coolly. His ivory pale skin, his tear drop stain across his cheeks, his marble greek-god like stature. He is perfection. He slowly pulls his sword from his scabbard, the blade catching the dying rays of the sun. He swings his blade gracefully, bringing it down in a swift slash. An apple before splitted into half. Game over.
-End-
__________________________
I also like this one
Should've said No
They asked if I wanted to grow up, to be the first person on the sun, to be the leader of civilization. I wanted so much to fulfill their unfulfilled dreams, to be what they wanted me to be. Then, they educated me about taxes, about the injustice in the world, of gad-forsaken places and pointless wars. I do not wish to be educated about taxes. And now, I grow up to pay taxes, to fight a pointless war against the injustice in this god-forsaken world. I should've said no, should've said no, said no, no, no-o...
___________________________
I like this one too.
Fearless
Amy stared at the cupboard. Whisperings, whisperings, she could hear them coming from the cupboard. When I count to ten, everyting will be alright. Still she heard them.
Face your fears, girl. You are fearless, nothing is in there. Yet, she was terrified about the 'nothing' in 'there'.
She wrapped the blanket around herself and crept slowly towards the cupoard.
'I am fearles, fearless, fearless' the mantra repeating over and over again in her head.
Amy flung the cupboard door open.
An ear-splitting scream rebounded in the house to be cut short by a sound like the slamming of a door.
Amy was never seen again.
Sometimes, when you face your fears, they don't go away. You only see your fears even more clearly and they can see you too.
-the end-
Lovely bedtime story.
____________________________
Ming's favorite.
Elliot and Mars Bars
Elliot trudged in the dark streets of London, hands in his pockets, back hunched against the cold winds of December. He needed to have it but he was broke. He had no choice but to steal it. He roamed around London but couldn't find it. He needed it.
Delirious and tired, he hid in an alley, awaiting a victim. When she walked into the alley, he pushed her against the wall and rasped in her ear "Gimme all your Mars Bars"
"He.. Here, take it." She shoved two Mars Bars into his hand. He gave a roar of triumph and munched away at the Mars Bars.
"I know what you are" whispered the girl.
Elliot looked up into her eyes, madness was apparent in his eyes and his mouth was smeered with sticky, melted chocolate. "Are you afraid?"
"No," whispered the girl. " I think it is cool and emo to be with a Marsbar-pire and I wanna be like Bella. When are you going to compose a masterpiece in my name? When are you going to bring me tree climbing like Edward in the romantic scene in Twilight? Anyways, I expect you to be as perfect as Edward and be my boyfriend because you have eaten my Mars Bars."
Elliot stared at her. He ripped her head off.
"I like blood too, you know," whispered Elliot, licking blood off his lips.
-End-
Hahahahahahah
There are more, of course, writen by yours truly.
But i need to go eat my dinner.
Please ignore spelling errors and grammatical errors.
Please leave comments.
thank you for reading.
ta.
Okay, I pissed off spa a few days ago...
Major Achievement or what?!
spa is my really annoying english teacher, for the completely lost and clueless.
She asked me to read a passage and i was really mad at what she had been saying, so i used my 'Microsoft Sam' voice, check it out in control panel-speech. Based on 1st hand reports, she was really pissed off and asked wen shen to continue the passage.
Awesome...
ah well...
Can she track this down? Freak..
After the "Tears of an Apple" short story, i have been writing a few more, all titles thought out by Ming as yours truly really suck at titles.
_______________________________
This is Sheryl's favorite.
'All She Ever Wanted'
She stared with those pale blue eyes of hers, framed by a halo of golden, delicate curls, accusing and disappointed. Then, she slowly let her heat drop against her chest, a picture of sheer misery and defeat.
But it wasn't over yet, oh, no~ Her hand clenched into a fist, perfectly manicured nails dug fiercely into the pale flesh of her palm. Her cherry red lips wobbled, ever so slightly, as her pearly whites bit into her lips. With a toss of her head and a flash pure, fiery determination in her eyes, she bawls out "I wanna, wanna, wanna!"
Oh! All she ever wanted was a PSP, a diamond lollipop, a porsche, a barbie life-sized fairytale castle complete with turrets perfect for damsels in distress, a portable TV with sound surround system, a mansion with pink furniture and pink swimming pools, a pink my little pony helicopter complete with takeaway chef and a trip to the Tokyo Helo Kitty Hospital. That was all she ever wanted. Was it too much to ask?
-End-
Haha, in the beginning, she was portrayed as an angel, but she isn't an angel, is she?
_________________________
Unearthed Clandestine
Wazat? -End-
_____________________
The flame of the Pyre
Hi~ Me pyre. I got fire on me. Hey, hold on... Ah! I got fire on me! Argh! Argh! Ar-
-End-
___________________
My mum and Vanessa's favorite.
When Watermelons Swim
The average watermelon. A mysterious fruit with hidden depths. With great rolling ability, this sinister fruit slowly rolled away from the hawker hawking his wares. Steady... Steady... The sea looms in the horizons. An orchestra started up in the background, the violins screeching eeriely *like in those horror movies*. Oh dear, what is our heroic melon to do? Tumbling, rolling, inexorable, unstoppable. Suddenly, a horryfic horror movie high pitched femine scream was heard when...
Splash!
It swims!
-End-
______________________
Teh Tarik
I was born amidst the chaos and hubub of an average Kopi Tiam. Suddenly, the clouds parted and i heard a great voice in the sky. It spake unto me "Teh Tarik, Kau, Kau!"
Ah! It must be none other than my creator! I relished the moment of religious ecstacy.
Then, he raised me up, higher than an eagle, think ball of crazed fur, then he turned me over. I was sucked down by a powerful force. Ah! My short life flashed before the eyes i never had. Farewell, cruel world, life is short! But lo and behold! I was saved by a tin mug and was tossed up and down again. Finally, my ordeal was over for i must have been found worthy. I was all frothy as my maker threw me into a glass. I am slowly raised towards a pair of lips like bananas framed by a moustache. I wonder what further quests await me.
___________________________
I kinda like this one
Registration on Reality
Robert shoved his way out the subway. He was in a hurry and he simply could not afford to be late. Time was not a luxury he had. He fought his way out the Underground, pushing against the tide of people, marching inexorably like war troop against the rebels of the mundane.
Robert did not stop to glance at his watch like the ameteurs in films.
He did not stop when he knocked over a crate of oranges.
He did not falter when he fell face first into mud.
No, he was in a hurry, a battle against time, and stupid everyday things were not going to stop him.
Finally he reached his destination, disheveld and muddy. He arrived, panting, at the counter.
"Robert Pratster, here to renew his registration." he weezed.
The austere woman behind the counter glared at him over her glasses.
"Overdue. Too late, Robert Pratster." intoned Ms. Mort.
"Pl... Please!" implored Robert. "One more chance!"
"Too late." repeated Ms. Mort dispassionately. "Robert Pratster, your registration on reality is expired."
At that, Ms Mort swung a scythe, bringing it down at Robert.
"No-" screamed Robert, disintegrating into numbers.
Ms Mort sat down and peered over her counter.
"Next."
-End-
_____________________________
The world is your oyster.
Why would i want to eat a slimy sea creature?!
-End-
_____________________________
Ulquiorra versus Apple
Ulquiorra stood there coolly. His ivory pale skin, his tear drop stain across his cheeks, his marble greek-god like stature. He is perfection. He slowly pulls his sword from his scabbard, the blade catching the dying rays of the sun. He swings his blade gracefully, bringing it down in a swift slash. An apple before splitted into half. Game over.
-End-
__________________________
I also like this one
Should've said No
They asked if I wanted to grow up, to be the first person on the sun, to be the leader of civilization. I wanted so much to fulfill their unfulfilled dreams, to be what they wanted me to be. Then, they educated me about taxes, about the injustice in the world, of gad-forsaken places and pointless wars. I do not wish to be educated about taxes. And now, I grow up to pay taxes, to fight a pointless war against the injustice in this god-forsaken world. I should've said no, should've said no, said no, no, no-o...
___________________________
I like this one too.
Fearless
Amy stared at the cupboard. Whisperings, whisperings, she could hear them coming from the cupboard. When I count to ten, everyting will be alright. Still she heard them.
Face your fears, girl. You are fearless, nothing is in there. Yet, she was terrified about the 'nothing' in 'there'.
She wrapped the blanket around herself and crept slowly towards the cupoard.
'I am fearles, fearless, fearless' the mantra repeating over and over again in her head.
Amy flung the cupboard door open.
An ear-splitting scream rebounded in the house to be cut short by a sound like the slamming of a door.
Amy was never seen again.
Sometimes, when you face your fears, they don't go away. You only see your fears even more clearly and they can see you too.
-the end-
Lovely bedtime story.
____________________________
Ming's favorite.
Elliot and Mars Bars
Elliot trudged in the dark streets of London, hands in his pockets, back hunched against the cold winds of December. He needed to have it but he was broke. He had no choice but to steal it. He roamed around London but couldn't find it. He needed it.
Delirious and tired, he hid in an alley, awaiting a victim. When she walked into the alley, he pushed her against the wall and rasped in her ear "Gimme all your Mars Bars"
"He.. Here, take it." She shoved two Mars Bars into his hand. He gave a roar of triumph and munched away at the Mars Bars.
"I know what you are" whispered the girl.
Elliot looked up into her eyes, madness was apparent in his eyes and his mouth was smeered with sticky, melted chocolate. "Are you afraid?"
"No," whispered the girl. " I think it is cool and emo to be with a Marsbar-pire and I wanna be like Bella. When are you going to compose a masterpiece in my name? When are you going to bring me tree climbing like Edward in the romantic scene in Twilight? Anyways, I expect you to be as perfect as Edward and be my boyfriend because you have eaten my Mars Bars."
Elliot stared at her. He ripped her head off.
"I like blood too, you know," whispered Elliot, licking blood off his lips.
-End-
Hahahahahahah
There are more, of course, writen by yours truly.
But i need to go eat my dinner.
Please ignore spelling errors and grammatical errors.
Please leave comments.
thank you for reading.
ta.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Long Time no Blog
Lazious, not me fault
okay, i went to a workshop recently, 'creative' writing workshop.
Man, was i duped.
they were trying to make reporters out of us.
captions, headlines, articles, opinion articles, seriously. Creative, much?
i admit, the first activity which involved mind-mapping what we got from an orange was pretty fun. We peeled the orange with our bare hands and ate the sweet, juicy insides, mwahahahahahaha.
The rest was boring.
Pure, unadulterated boredom.
But on a lighter side, I met some people, Natasha, Shaun, Atiyah, Farhan, Syira, V and Shahir. Only got Nat, Shaun and Atiyah to speak up, the rest weren't really communicative. Ah well, the carnival called Life.
I would like to share a few headlines i made up.
Goldilocks:
Blonde European Kleptomaniac Discovers New Species of Porridge-Consuming Bears
Cinderella:
Mistreated Maid Injures Foot Trying to Wear Glass Slipper, in A&E.
haha
______________
Now, I shall talk about how much i miss Terry Pratchett.
I mizzzzzz him sooo much...
Discworld has destroyed my appetite for other books, leaving me empty, sucking out my very soul...
How cruel can it be???!!
________________
Once again, so sorry for the late congrats wishes to Shan.
Good luck!
__________________________
Tomorrow is Sheryl's bday!
Everyone give her a bday hug!!!
_________________________
Ming's bday is coming up.
I am giving her a mud cake
hahahahaha
______________________
Finished Neverwhere (have i said that before?), awesome but discworld ranks number one forevah!
____________________
Ming wanted me to post stories, she gave me a title-- Tears of an Apple
Here is the first thing i wrote:
"Apples logically do not have tears. That is illogical. I presume that the tears indicate to the juice of an apple. I like Apple juice. Apple juice is nice. But so is orange juice. Pineapple juice is pretty good. I like grape juice too. It is nice.
The end."
She didn't like it.
Here is another one:
"New york city aka the Big Apple is having a normal day. Batman is trying out his new batmobile. Taxi drivers cussing at inanimate traffic lights. Starbucks selling lattes at the speed of light. Yep, definitely a normal day.
Or so the bustling anthill of life thought. Deep beneath the roots of this antheap of a metropolis, a maniacal mass murderer to be stalked deep into the sewer of the big city. He heaved a ton of dynamite in his arms and burned the whole lot. Kaboom! The sewers exploded! Feaces covered the big apple. God-knows-what water flooded the city. Chaos ensued. Screaming humans lost their heads in the chaos. Literally. And so the Big Apple shed tears.
The end."
______________________
Here is a Love Poem i would like to share:
Cherry Blossoms in the Breeze,
Carp fishes Gasping for Breath,
Black Crows Dropping Dead from the Sky,
Overturned Beatles Struggling To Get Up,
Cocroaches Squashed to Death on the Floor--
I like You.
hahahaahahahahhahaha
thats all for now
tata
okay, i went to a workshop recently, 'creative' writing workshop.
Man, was i duped.
they were trying to make reporters out of us.
captions, headlines, articles, opinion articles, seriously. Creative, much?
i admit, the first activity which involved mind-mapping what we got from an orange was pretty fun. We peeled the orange with our bare hands and ate the sweet, juicy insides, mwahahahahahaha.
The rest was boring.
Pure, unadulterated boredom.
But on a lighter side, I met some people, Natasha, Shaun, Atiyah, Farhan, Syira, V and Shahir. Only got Nat, Shaun and Atiyah to speak up, the rest weren't really communicative. Ah well, the carnival called Life.
I would like to share a few headlines i made up.
Goldilocks:
Blonde European Kleptomaniac Discovers New Species of Porridge-Consuming Bears
Cinderella:
Mistreated Maid Injures Foot Trying to Wear Glass Slipper, in A&E.
haha
______________
Now, I shall talk about how much i miss Terry Pratchett.
I mizzzzzz him sooo much...
Discworld has destroyed my appetite for other books, leaving me empty, sucking out my very soul...
How cruel can it be???!!
________________
Once again, so sorry for the late congrats wishes to Shan.
Good luck!
__________________________
Tomorrow is Sheryl's bday!
Everyone give her a bday hug!!!
_________________________
Ming's bday is coming up.
I am giving her a mud cake
hahahahaha
______________________
Finished Neverwhere (have i said that before?), awesome but discworld ranks number one forevah!
____________________
Ming wanted me to post stories, she gave me a title-- Tears of an Apple
Here is the first thing i wrote:
"Apples logically do not have tears. That is illogical. I presume that the tears indicate to the juice of an apple. I like Apple juice. Apple juice is nice. But so is orange juice. Pineapple juice is pretty good. I like grape juice too. It is nice.
The end."
She didn't like it.
Here is another one:
"New york city aka the Big Apple is having a normal day. Batman is trying out his new batmobile. Taxi drivers cussing at inanimate traffic lights. Starbucks selling lattes at the speed of light. Yep, definitely a normal day.
Or so the bustling anthill of life thought. Deep beneath the roots of this antheap of a metropolis, a maniacal mass murderer to be stalked deep into the sewer of the big city. He heaved a ton of dynamite in his arms and burned the whole lot. Kaboom! The sewers exploded! Feaces covered the big apple. God-knows-what water flooded the city. Chaos ensued. Screaming humans lost their heads in the chaos. Literally. And so the Big Apple shed tears.
The end."
______________________
Here is a Love Poem i would like to share:
Cherry Blossoms in the Breeze,
Carp fishes Gasping for Breath,
Black Crows Dropping Dead from the Sky,
Overturned Beatles Struggling To Get Up,
Cocroaches Squashed to Death on the Floor--
I like You.
hahahaahahahahhahaha
thats all for now
tata
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Michael Jackson=Dancing Zombie, now a reality?
Not exactly a reality, of course, I haven't seen him bogeying around like the zombies in his mv yet.
Not yet that is
Mwahahahahah (Crashing of organ chords, lightning flash, the works)
Anyway, Ming told me the news and I was absentmindedly going 'oh, yeah?'
I mean, Michael Jackson? King of Pop? MJ??
Come on, he can't be dead, momentarily unwell or unavailable perhaps, misplaced even but DEAD? He is a legend for crying out loud! He can't be dead! No way...
I grew up listening to MJ...
He was like a persistent background noise in our lives which we had gotten used to, pedophile charges, comeback of the century, selling off Neverland, etc
He cannot be Gone just like that
Unfortunately, it was hard to ignore the fact that he was dead, what with hitz.fm going 'Tribute to MJ King of Pop' every few sec and playing his songs on reruns.
A legend died just like that, without a warning, gone.
*sigh* Life is a Brief Candle, MJ.
August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009
Ming says he is cute, too bad you died MJ, but maybe it was the only way for you to get attention.
__________________________
Actually, I am waiting for Karuwe, Yian Thin and Sheryl to get online, we had a project meeting. Where are you??? We were suppose to meet at 4 and now its 10 past five!
Argh! I have a tuition in 55 minutes!
On to lighter news, I finished American Gods, Neil Gaiman pretty good, unexpected twist at the end but I thought it ended with a flop, didn't have a grand ending, left me a bit puzzled.
Reread Good Omens, Neil Gaiman + Terry Pratchett join venture, still love it. Wish they would make it a movie. Who should be Aziraphale? Or Crowley? Tom Cruise = Crowley? Jude Law=Aziraphale? Keanu Reeves as either one of them??? I've seen fan arts but i wish Aziraphale didn't have to wear glasses... What about Adam Young??? If only Daniel Radclieffe was younger... Ah, well
Rereading Jingo.. Sam Vimes ^^
Still addicted to Terry Pratchett as you can see
Harry Potter vs New Moon
Mmmm... I'll pass both, not interested.
Billions of twilighters and potties cry out with rage
Ah, boil your heads
Can't get the song Natural Disaster out of my head
~Natural Disaster~
My minds all over the place this week.
My mum just invited me out for swimming, she forgot I have tuition later. =.=
Jason Mraz^^
Aziraphale^^
Crowley^^
Weeee^^
I was just catching up with the blogs I've missed.
Nothing much
Where are they???? The project is not going to complete on its own!
Oh yeah, before i forget
Shan, have you got my book, Maskerade? Just want to make sure.
Sheesh, I should start a library, overdue: RM10 per day
Vanessa, Hanah montana and oddly enough broccoli, weird blog, piano concert
Ming, new clothes, went to queensbay
Sheryl, new interest in violins and its players, gothic landscapes
Shan, project breakdown, mayple story, mj
Boon, karate, Math, groaning
that sums it up.
I wish I could write like Sheryl, my writing style is like pasar malam buy one free three, boring bread and butter you get the picture. I lack a certain continuity in my writing.
*sigh* that's life
signing off, gloomily.
Not yet that is
Mwahahahahah (Crashing of organ chords, lightning flash, the works)
Anyway, Ming told me the news and I was absentmindedly going 'oh, yeah?'
I mean, Michael Jackson? King of Pop? MJ??
Come on, he can't be dead, momentarily unwell or unavailable perhaps, misplaced even but DEAD? He is a legend for crying out loud! He can't be dead! No way...
I grew up listening to MJ...
He was like a persistent background noise in our lives which we had gotten used to, pedophile charges, comeback of the century, selling off Neverland, etc
He cannot be Gone just like that
Unfortunately, it was hard to ignore the fact that he was dead, what with hitz.fm going 'Tribute to MJ King of Pop' every few sec and playing his songs on reruns.
A legend died just like that, without a warning, gone.
*sigh* Life is a Brief Candle, MJ.
RIP
Michael Joseph Jackson,
The King of Pop
Michael Joseph Jackson,
The King of Pop
August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009Ming says he is cute, too bad you died MJ, but maybe it was the only way for you to get attention.
__________________________
Actually, I am waiting for Karuwe, Yian Thin and Sheryl to get online, we had a project meeting. Where are you??? We were suppose to meet at 4 and now its 10 past five!
Argh! I have a tuition in 55 minutes!
On to lighter news, I finished American Gods, Neil Gaiman pretty good, unexpected twist at the end but I thought it ended with a flop, didn't have a grand ending, left me a bit puzzled.
Reread Good Omens, Neil Gaiman + Terry Pratchett join venture, still love it. Wish they would make it a movie. Who should be Aziraphale? Or Crowley? Tom Cruise = Crowley? Jude Law=Aziraphale? Keanu Reeves as either one of them??? I've seen fan arts but i wish Aziraphale didn't have to wear glasses... What about Adam Young??? If only Daniel Radclieffe was younger... Ah, well
Rereading Jingo.. Sam Vimes ^^
Still addicted to Terry Pratchett as you can see
Harry Potter vs New Moon
Mmmm... I'll pass both, not interested.
Billions of twilighters and potties cry out with rage
Ah, boil your heads
Can't get the song Natural Disaster out of my head
~Natural Disaster~
My minds all over the place this week.
My mum just invited me out for swimming, she forgot I have tuition later. =.=
Jason Mraz^^
Aziraphale^^
Crowley^^
Weeee^^
I was just catching up with the blogs I've missed.
Nothing much
Where are they???? The project is not going to complete on its own!
Oh yeah, before i forget
Shan, have you got my book, Maskerade? Just want to make sure.
Sheesh, I should start a library, overdue: RM10 per day
Vanessa, Hanah montana and oddly enough broccoli, weird blog, piano concert
Ming, new clothes, went to queensbay
Sheryl, new interest in violins and its players, gothic landscapes
Shan, project breakdown, mayple story, mj
Boon, karate, Math, groaning
that sums it up.
I wish I could write like Sheryl, my writing style is like pasar malam buy one free three, boring bread and butter you get the picture. I lack a certain continuity in my writing.
*sigh* that's life
signing off, gloomily.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
wahahahhahahhaha....
....hahahahahahah... *sniffles* hahaha...
argh, can't stop laughing...
I just checked out this really funny site called uncyclopedia
http://www.uncyclopedia.wikia.com/
I saw this review or something about twilight which sheryl had copied from the site
hahahah, couldn't stop laughing..
and there was this axis of evildoers which included oprah winfrey, mickey mouse, teletubbies *haahahahh* etc
the whole list is at the very botto, of this page:
http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/KKK
this is funny too
http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Evil
excerpt from that page:
and also see evil scheme to take over the world
just check it out, it is hilarious
_________________________________
Before i saw this website, my day was boring and uneventful.
Deleted my 325 unread e-mails
they were getting on my nerves.
realised i missed many friend's birthday
oops
sorry, my bad
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Gui Gui
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Wei Pheng
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Rini
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Michael
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Wai Hau
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Sally
I know, Sorry, i am a shit of a friend, sorry
See? special colour! With italic fonts!
Pretty, no?
argh, can't stop laughing...
I just checked out this really funny site called uncyclopedia
http://www.uncyclopedia.wikia.com/
I saw this review or something about twilight which sheryl had copied from the site
hahahah, couldn't stop laughing..
and there was this axis of evildoers which included oprah winfrey, mickey mouse, teletubbies *haahahahh* etc
the whole list is at the very botto, of this page:
http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/KKK
this is funny too
http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Evil
excerpt from that page:
Mr. Sauron, located in Leavenworth, Kansas' supermax, was slightly harder to get an interview with. As he has a heavy accent (a sort of creepy whispering), I had to have an interpreter accompany me. Sauron is serving two hundred thousand life sentences, and in spite of the language barrier, gave me an eye-opening interview concerning the nature of evil and his thoughts surrounding his highly publicized trial.
- Sauron: "...Why? WHY DIDN'T I HAVE A FENCE AROUND MOUNT DOOM? Huh? Who the- Oh, hello Ms. Walters... or can I call you Barbara?"
- Walters: "Oh, Barbara is just fine. Tell me, Mr. Sauron: when did you start practicing evil?"
- Sauron: "When I was just a little evil entity, my mom always told me that Middle Earth was just waiting for my new type of management style. I didn't have a good relationship with my mom, and I think that helped a little with the evil, too. If you're going to be an evil person, make sure that there's no stupid little way to completely destroy you. That was a big problem for me."
- Walters: "What did you think of your trial?"
- Sauron: "Well, as everyone knows, we had to relocate to find an unbiased jury of my 'peers'. What a shock that they found me guilty. I guess that I shouldn't have freaked out when the cops came to my tower, that was bad judgment on my part."
- Walters: "What are you doing now?"
- Sauron: "I'm part of the kitchen staff. My biographer Mr. Tolkien didn't say much about my cooking ability, but I hold my own here. Nobody's tried to [do anything bad to] me in the shower yet, so I must be doing okay. I made Crêpe Suzette for the staff last night."
- Walters: "How did they turn out?"
- Sauron: "They were meant to transform the wardens into Nazgul but they turned into seagulls instead. I guess I botched the recipe."
and also see evil scheme to take over the world
just check it out, it is hilarious
_________________________________
Before i saw this website, my day was boring and uneventful.
Deleted my 325 unread e-mails
they were getting on my nerves.
realised i missed many friend's birthday
oops
sorry, my bad
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Gui Gui
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Wei Pheng
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Rini
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Michael
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Wai Hau
Happy very-much-belated Birthday to Sally
I know, Sorry, i am a shit of a friend, sorry
See? special colour! With italic fonts!
Pretty, no?
-End of Transmission-
Friday, June 19, 2009
mwahahaha, i am posting a blog on a school day during school hours!
first thought that looms into your mind:
WalaoA, she ponteng!
those that know what happened yesterday, ie Thursday, would know what this conspiracy is about.
mwahahahahha *lightning flash, thunder, organ played with melodramatic tune*
actually, the truth
is that I twisted
my ankle
during
PE
..
*wee, cone shaped formation! too much time on my hands, haha*
anyway that thingy happened and with the grace and art I posses in me, I dislocated two bones in my right foot.
One was on the left side of my right foot, the one at the curve or arch of the foot, and the other the right side of my foot, which is also the one linked to my little pinkie toe, and so rendering my right foot useless.
anyway, i can remember it as if it was yesterday, and it did happen yesterday, lol
I changed into my pe t-shirt, Constantini aka blue house rules plus it has the coolest name of all the other houses hahah, and i was about to select a blue racket when ming emmerged from the sports' storeroom with a basketball. I was all I want to play badminton but i changed my mind anyway because I didn't want to dirty my shoes so as I can reuse it next week XP.
So we crossed the road to get to the basketball court and we were throwing hoops while Ming and Ruo Qi were discussing thier romantic social life. I was behind them by 3 hoops, I only got 2, so I was desperate.
I aimed and leapt for the extra boost. It rebounded off the hoop. I fell with a cry of defeat, not really but oh well it needs dramatic elements to awaken more emotions in the reader or whatever bullsh*t, my right foot landed first in an awkward position and as i succumbed to gravity, the extra weight twisted it and it gave way and i landed in a kneeling position, no kidding.
It looks something like this:
except it didn't look like we were doing a rain dance like it does in the picture.
It really hurt.
So i just knelt there and they were all asking me are you alright? Yeah, I am fine, I just landed on my right ankle, I am fine.
But i just asked them what do you think? Do you think i am okay?
So i hobbled to the bench at the side and started singing about benchwarmers and their poor miserable lives. I can't remember it anymore but it sounded darn funny at that time.
the pain slowly went away but it still constantly reminded me of its presence with a dull, throbbing pain.
Then, i dismissed it as a minor twist, nothing at all, it will go away, eventually.
So, I went to my duty post, two bridges on the 2nd and 3rd floor, stop students from crossing it, and found out my duty partner was absent. Dang. So, I spent the 20 agonizing minutes stumbling up and down the stairs to stop them from crossing. Some of the b*stards even tried crossing on the 3rd floor then ran down to the 2nd floor to cross it. I got there in time, barely, and stopped them and they were all confused: What ? aren't you that prefect who stopped us upstairs? I thought we saw you limping! How could you get here so fast??!
Actually, I half fell and stumbled down those stairs.
After that, the pain got worse. No matter what position i placed my right foot in, it protested in bouts of pain and ache, nothing was good enough for it. Finally, Jia Ying got me an ice pack to put on it. It didn't improve matters much, instead my foot went numb and i couldn't move it anymore. The pain persisted. Me: Nil, Pain: 2
I decided I couldn't take it anymore, but there was only another 30 minutes till school was out. I decided to skip school tuition and wanted to go down to call my parents. I bunny hopped on my left foot and i was panting halfway to the stairs. I asked ming to make the call for me.
When we were dismissed, ming and karuwe voluntered to carry my stuff, thanks guys, you helped me a lot. Mok shen ren helped out with the load too. I hopped on my left foot from the 4th floor to the foyer. On the way down, I was greeted with cries of, why is that prefect not wearing a sock? She injured her foot, can't you see, dummy? and why isn't anyone carrying her ala damsel in distress? Ming said it was more likely for someone to lug me to the foyer like a piece of furniture. Nice, moral support, what i really needed.
I got there, everyone staring at that prefect hopping around on one foot.
Karuwe, Ming and mok shen ren stayed back to watch over me apparently afraid that i would be kidnapped at my weak state. haha, how i am laughing deep down.
Anyway, I would like to take this opportunity to, again, express my deepest gratitude towards them, Mok shen ren, karuwe and ming, for their help, it was more then I could expect. No, ming, no group hug. A shake of the hand is fine.
We went to visit two chiropractors, one was on leave and the other wasn't practising it anymore, I think he is dead de, he was pretty old the last time i saw him and that was 5 years ago. Talk about broken mirrors and black cats. I was moaning about being cursed and doomed to limp till the end of earth as we know it, when a family friend suggested we visit a chiropractor in farlim which she said was pretty good. after what seemed like a wild goosechase we found the entrance of the facility. ( we could find the backdoor but not the front door. apparently there was a tiny hallway in the middle where all the frontdoors were and all the doors outside were backdoors. weird, huh?)
The guy pressed a few points on my foot, asking me which point hurt, and he pronounced my injury as the 'superman' injury. he says it occurs when you lend after a flying jump or something like that. He massaged my foot then bandaged it. Here's a picture of what it looks like now:
He said i will be able to walk like normal after a few weeks, that is a long time to wait..
Now, I am stumbling and shuffling around the house and I didn't go to school because my dad said i needed rest.
What if they say I ponteng? I don't have an MC cause they aren't actually medical pratitioners, they are chiropractors!
ah well..
When I said i needed more excitement in my life, I did not have this in mind.
Oh well, since I have uploaded pictures from my camera to my computer, I might as well put some pictures here..
This is the neighborhood cat, surveying its empire from her personal flowerpot.
This is my dog, ong lye, and for those who don't understand hokkien, it means pineapple. He hates cats and barks at them to clear out of his territory. They take it as a pleasant background music and it is very demoralizing for him. We don't talk about it.
This is my cousin, Nick or as he likes to be called nowadays Karu. His full name is Karunika and no he isn't japanese but he wished he lived in Japan so he could go car racing every night. I took this picture when I went down to KL to celebrate his dad's birthday. Those cup cakes are birthday cake replacements.
This is my cousin, Jeanne, and her boyfriend, Eric. I used Sepia coz she was upset that he was going back to London. Besides, she might want to show them to her children and they can go: Wow, you guys were technological dinosaurs last time.
I'ld like to
end it
here.
ta.
WalaoA, she ponteng!
those that know what happened yesterday, ie Thursday, would know what this conspiracy is about.
mwahahahahha *lightning flash, thunder, organ played with melodramatic tune*
actually, the truth
is that I twisted
my ankle
during
PE
..
*wee, cone shaped formation! too much time on my hands, haha*
anyway that thingy happened and with the grace and art I posses in me, I dislocated two bones in my right foot.
One was on the left side of my right foot, the one at the curve or arch of the foot, and the other the right side of my foot, which is also the one linked to my little pinkie toe, and so rendering my right foot useless.
anyway, i can remember it as if it was yesterday, and it did happen yesterday, lol
I changed into my pe t-shirt, Constantini aka blue house rules plus it has the coolest name of all the other houses hahah, and i was about to select a blue racket when ming emmerged from the sports' storeroom with a basketball. I was all I want to play badminton but i changed my mind anyway because I didn't want to dirty my shoes so as I can reuse it next week XP.
So we crossed the road to get to the basketball court and we were throwing hoops while Ming and Ruo Qi were discussing thier romantic social life. I was behind them by 3 hoops, I only got 2, so I was desperate.
I aimed and leapt for the extra boost. It rebounded off the hoop. I fell with a cry of defeat, not really but oh well it needs dramatic elements to awaken more emotions in the reader or whatever bullsh*t, my right foot landed first in an awkward position and as i succumbed to gravity, the extra weight twisted it and it gave way and i landed in a kneeling position, no kidding.
It looks something like this:
except it didn't look like we were doing a rain dance like it does in the picture.
It really hurt.
So i just knelt there and they were all asking me are you alright? Yeah, I am fine, I just landed on my right ankle, I am fine.
But i just asked them what do you think? Do you think i am okay?
So i hobbled to the bench at the side and started singing about benchwarmers and their poor miserable lives. I can't remember it anymore but it sounded darn funny at that time.
the pain slowly went away but it still constantly reminded me of its presence with a dull, throbbing pain.
Then, i dismissed it as a minor twist, nothing at all, it will go away, eventually.
So, I went to my duty post, two bridges on the 2nd and 3rd floor, stop students from crossing it, and found out my duty partner was absent. Dang. So, I spent the 20 agonizing minutes stumbling up and down the stairs to stop them from crossing. Some of the b*stards even tried crossing on the 3rd floor then ran down to the 2nd floor to cross it. I got there in time, barely, and stopped them and they were all confused: What ? aren't you that prefect who stopped us upstairs? I thought we saw you limping! How could you get here so fast??!
Actually, I half fell and stumbled down those stairs.
After that, the pain got worse. No matter what position i placed my right foot in, it protested in bouts of pain and ache, nothing was good enough for it. Finally, Jia Ying got me an ice pack to put on it. It didn't improve matters much, instead my foot went numb and i couldn't move it anymore. The pain persisted. Me: Nil, Pain: 2
I decided I couldn't take it anymore, but there was only another 30 minutes till school was out. I decided to skip school tuition and wanted to go down to call my parents. I bunny hopped on my left foot and i was panting halfway to the stairs. I asked ming to make the call for me.
When we were dismissed, ming and karuwe voluntered to carry my stuff, thanks guys, you helped me a lot. Mok shen ren helped out with the load too. I hopped on my left foot from the 4th floor to the foyer. On the way down, I was greeted with cries of, why is that prefect not wearing a sock? She injured her foot, can't you see, dummy? and why isn't anyone carrying her ala damsel in distress? Ming said it was more likely for someone to lug me to the foyer like a piece of furniture. Nice, moral support, what i really needed.
I got there, everyone staring at that prefect hopping around on one foot.
Karuwe, Ming and mok shen ren stayed back to watch over me apparently afraid that i would be kidnapped at my weak state. haha, how i am laughing deep down.
Anyway, I would like to take this opportunity to, again, express my deepest gratitude towards them, Mok shen ren, karuwe and ming, for their help, it was more then I could expect. No, ming, no group hug. A shake of the hand is fine.
We went to visit two chiropractors, one was on leave and the other wasn't practising it anymore, I think he is dead de, he was pretty old the last time i saw him and that was 5 years ago. Talk about broken mirrors and black cats. I was moaning about being cursed and doomed to limp till the end of earth as we know it, when a family friend suggested we visit a chiropractor in farlim which she said was pretty good. after what seemed like a wild goosechase we found the entrance of the facility. ( we could find the backdoor but not the front door. apparently there was a tiny hallway in the middle where all the frontdoors were and all the doors outside were backdoors. weird, huh?)
The guy pressed a few points on my foot, asking me which point hurt, and he pronounced my injury as the 'superman' injury. he says it occurs when you lend after a flying jump or something like that. He massaged my foot then bandaged it. Here's a picture of what it looks like now:
He said i will be able to walk like normal after a few weeks, that is a long time to wait..Now, I am stumbling and shuffling around the house and I didn't go to school because my dad said i needed rest.
What if they say I ponteng? I don't have an MC cause they aren't actually medical pratitioners, they are chiropractors!
ah well..
When I said i needed more excitement in my life, I did not have this in mind.
Oh well, since I have uploaded pictures from my camera to my computer, I might as well put some pictures here..
This is the neighborhood cat, surveying its empire from her personal flowerpot.
This is my dog, ong lye, and for those who don't understand hokkien, it means pineapple. He hates cats and barks at them to clear out of his territory. They take it as a pleasant background music and it is very demoralizing for him. We don't talk about it.
This is my cousin, Nick or as he likes to be called nowadays Karu. His full name is Karunika and no he isn't japanese but he wished he lived in Japan so he could go car racing every night. I took this picture when I went down to KL to celebrate his dad's birthday. Those cup cakes are birthday cake replacements.
This is my cousin, Jeanne, and her boyfriend, Eric. I used Sepia coz she was upset that he was going back to London. Besides, she might want to show them to her children and they can go: Wow, you guys were technological dinosaurs last time.I'ld like to
end it
here.
ta.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
nil, zilch, nada title
hiya
i left off my previous blog at the training camp.
So i woke up at 5am (practically too late to be night, too early to be dawn) went to school.
I was in charge of food and drinks along with another 4 students.
An important responsibility as a whole camp of bottomless pits for a stomach (teenage boys) were staying over at school for two nights. Our larder got raided often. the only pro for the job was we got a free-flow of icy orange juice. sweeeet
pretty boring but my favorite part of the camp was on the last day we were simulating a *kcehc tops*(read the other way round, there might be spies). Cool. almost all the stuff i hid weren't found, in fact a correction pen got stuck and we couldn't get it out. it is still somewhere out there. Here is a dialogue of what we did:
*as the juniors came towards the class*
Mr. Tuck aka the incredible tuck: class, we are going to write an essay on how to prevent swine flu (A H1N1)--it is also written on the blackboard--
Student A: teacher, what is 'A hini'?
Mr. T: *scratches head* eh? i don't know wor... Don't need lah! *crosses off A h1n1*
Student B: teacher! teacher! what is swine?
Mr T: aiya, don't know lah! *crosses off swine* okay, now we shall write an essay on how to prevent flu!
Student A: teacher, what is flu?
Mr T: ah.. aiya.. ah..
Student B: Teacher! teacher! i know! flu is the past tense for fly!
Mr T: correct! something like that!
*end of transmission*
haha, it was funnier at that time.. Joshua also shared a remix of an old classic with us:
I love you,
You love me,
let's get together and kill Barney,
With a big gun *bang**bang*
barney on the floor,
no more f-ing dinosaur.
haha..
pretty boring stuff, huh?
oh, well
school reopened, exam results dished out, revolting stuff.
chinese, same as ever, border-line 78
Bm, totally dead and gone, 71
english, standard jatuh dah {varified by ming, sheryl, ms. saw, weng sheng~me doomed}91
science, unexpected ace in the hole, 91
Civ, pretty good, 98
Moral, pretty good, 94
Art, border-line, 80
kh, so-so, 84
Geo, so-so, 84
History, so-so, 88
Math, dead and gone but uncomfirmed
what else? can't recall
average around 84%
dead and gone
done with
wahooni
zilched
habis
nil
0
wow, it makes a nice cone shaped formation.
Read shan's blog: exams
read boon's blog: exams, depressing
read ming's blog: still miley cyrus
read sheryl's blog: exams
read vanessa's blog: exams, birthday~very very sorry, an infinite source of appologies, happy belated birthday!
that's all? 4/5 about exams..
today:
got attack by colony of red ants during essembly.
grieved over english results
laughed about ming's guest list for her wedding
got tired of ming gushing over celene (now aka gerbil yellow @ yellow gerbil, lol)
their child's future name is mustard
went to ming's house
taught her how to play sims
she is still not a fan
accidentally asked about boon's result
sorry
today too tired to make any readers laugh
bye bye
tata
nit
wooo, cone shaped!
i left off my previous blog at the training camp.
So i woke up at 5am (practically too late to be night, too early to be dawn) went to school.
I was in charge of food and drinks along with another 4 students.
An important responsibility as a whole camp of bottomless pits for a stomach (teenage boys) were staying over at school for two nights. Our larder got raided often. the only pro for the job was we got a free-flow of icy orange juice. sweeeet
pretty boring but my favorite part of the camp was on the last day we were simulating a *kcehc tops*(read the other way round, there might be spies). Cool. almost all the stuff i hid weren't found, in fact a correction pen got stuck and we couldn't get it out. it is still somewhere out there. Here is a dialogue of what we did:
*as the juniors came towards the class*
Mr. Tuck aka the incredible tuck: class, we are going to write an essay on how to prevent swine flu (A H1N1)--it is also written on the blackboard--
Student A: teacher, what is 'A hini'?
Mr. T: *scratches head* eh? i don't know wor... Don't need lah! *crosses off A h1n1*
Student B: teacher! teacher! what is swine?
Mr T: aiya, don't know lah! *crosses off swine* okay, now we shall write an essay on how to prevent flu!
Student A: teacher, what is flu?
Mr T: ah.. aiya.. ah..
Student B: Teacher! teacher! i know! flu is the past tense for fly!
Mr T: correct! something like that!
*end of transmission*
haha, it was funnier at that time.. Joshua also shared a remix of an old classic with us:
I love you,
You love me,
let's get together and kill Barney,
With a big gun *bang**bang*
barney on the floor,
no more f-ing dinosaur.
haha..
pretty boring stuff, huh?
oh, well
school reopened, exam results dished out, revolting stuff.
chinese, same as ever, border-line 78
Bm, totally dead and gone, 71
english, standard jatuh dah {varified by ming, sheryl, ms. saw, weng sheng~me doomed}91
science, unexpected ace in the hole, 91
Civ, pretty good, 98
Moral, pretty good, 94
Art, border-line, 80
kh, so-so, 84
Geo, so-so, 84
History, so-so, 88
Math, dead and gone but uncomfirmed
what else? can't recall
average around 84%
dead and gone
done with
wahooni
zilched
habis
nil
0
wow, it makes a nice cone shaped formation.
Read shan's blog: exams
read boon's blog: exams, depressing
read ming's blog: still miley cyrus
read sheryl's blog: exams
read vanessa's blog: exams, birthday~very very sorry, an infinite source of appologies, happy belated birthday!
that's all? 4/5 about exams..
today:
got attack by colony of red ants during essembly.
grieved over english results
laughed about ming's guest list for her wedding
got tired of ming gushing over celene (now aka gerbil yellow @ yellow gerbil, lol)
their child's future name is mustard
went to ming's house
taught her how to play sims
she is still not a fan
accidentally asked about boon's result
sorry
today too tired to make any readers laugh
bye bye
tata
nit
wooo, cone shaped!
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