second time im blogging:( what the shit. still as bored as ever. just played 3 hours of gta san andreas. but what the shit. where is everyone still. dying dying dying dying dying dying.
fatfat? missing. song? playing tennis at seletar. grace baby? somewhere over the rainbow where skies are blue. and rico, missing too.so blarh blarhish! and i skipped the usual sunday oldies tennis all because of the haze. today really suck. downright sucky. puii.
i think i will just start on the book, talking to heaven. my mum says its a little like 5 people you meet in heaven s it must be GREAT. and there's still two more, reaching to heaven and heaven and earth. all about heaven! great great.
flipping through the acension kindergarten yearbook and saw rico k1 photo! so cute! hahaha! hair so fluffy and he looks innocent!
no more words but im just typing crap now to kill time. going to type till one of the names on top comes online.
the tennis team is getting training shirts! at last! just designed it today with chris, song, tiong and korean at my house this morning then we went to catch a show. which was rather shitty. but we are getting shirts! two shirts! training and jersey. woo hoo. lets sing shalalalala, shalala in the morning ohh ohh ohh shalalalala, shalala in the noon time....
oh and weisong was rather gay in the cinema. but hahaha! played along too for some of his gay acts. fun! hee hee. gay gay gay! lets gay. and the cinema was bloody empty! we were sitting on the last roll and the one in front of us were filled then the rest of the seats in the hall were all empty. hahaha! guess everyone thought the show was too dumb to watch.
and taijun phone has this kao pei rap! hahaha! super funny and vulgar. going to get him to send to me. super uber funny but kind of sick though. sex humour.
i want a sound card in my sis cpu. and i want passenger seat by death cab. miss that song badly. oh and theres this mysterious girl who viewed me on friendster and her name is 'call miie' and her picture is her with VERY LOUSY photoshop or is it a cartoon. but whatever it looks hideous. bet shes a chao desperate ah lian craving for sex. must be. so despo. please. call miie??? so darn corny lar. rather prank her.
what happened if you soak your nose in lemon juice? why do you keep on pressing the lift button even though the lift won't move any faster? why are you scared of death? what do you do if you meet a gay/lesbian who wants to rape you? how do you respond if someone grab your crotch if you even have one? why is the universe so big? who is lead cartoon character for looney toons? who do poseurs pose people? why do boys in school pull their pants so slow?
answer all this questions and get back to me if you are that bored. if not you can just close this blog page as the following paragraphs and words will be more crap. bullcrap from me. trust me. you can either take it as a waste of time or a waste of your life span.
i want to run to a very far place so no one can catch me but i can catch them but it would be quite wrong as there is no such place in the world as if you are in the world, everyone can catch you so the place must not be in this world. what about the moon if you ask. i can run to there but somehow or another people can still catch me. what about other planets? nahhh. soon people can reach there to. so where to?
i will keep on run. like run run run, you can't catch me because im eating ginger and mandarin fisherman's friend sweets. thats the way im going to escape from everyone, by running. then i will run up a hill with a well on top and see jack and jill then they wheel up their bucket from the well and tata! jack&jill barbeque potato chips! oh my! then i give the packet to snow white who eats it and faint? then i will go and kiss her and she will awake. then she will sing a happy birthday song to me. a lot of cakes would be there with lots of candles, with party caps, party poppers and a barbeque pit. then everyone will sit down and eat the cakes. no mooncakes unless chang-er comes down from her dumb moon. i think chang-er might have been raped by all those deprived astronauts. poor her. but who ask her eat so many of those pills. stupid girl. i make sure the next full moon i point at your bloody house and laugh at the number of craters you have. hah! loser.
then when i point, instead of biting my ear or cutting it, you can drop me a ear bud. more meaningful then taking part of my ear off. or you vomit out one of your pills then i can mass produce them and sell to nasa to make big bucks. imgaine after that the moon will not be called the moon it would be called peng! so cool right? it better be. then i will slice up the moon and bake a cake to have a awesome mooncake. hmmmm. no one can resist my wonderful peng mooncake filled with nutrients and fibre. nice tasting and yum yum. not like those ntuc products which claim to be healthy and good tasting. but in the end it taste like shit. not that i have taste shit before but i guess it will taste like that unless you taste shit before but that wouldn't be possible as if you had, there will be a mile gap between us.
oh and did i tell you that my physics tutor got a really bad breath? i guess i did. i think he ate shit for breakfast, lunch and dinner. thats why. its a must. thats why i have mastered the lost legendary art of avoiding bad breath. lets drown in eminem raps. filled with hatred and anger. woo hoo. plus all the vulgarities. drowning drowning drowning.
and fisherman's friend is biting my tongue but its a nice feeling. DRUGS!
teacher teacher i need a naked nurse. hahaha! part of brain damage by eminem! i miss pri 5 and 6 and sec 1 not really sec 2. but sec 1 was the best. okay cut the bullshit. switching to classic oldies song now. YESTERDAY ONCE MORE! one of the best oldies ever! wooo hooo. i prefer oldies compared to the new songs. i like chinese classics! same for english too. the songs from 60s to 90s. nice nice.
the sky is reddish purple. hope it rains. clear the stupid haze. i think the UN ought to wipe the indonesian penisula off the globe. giving us so much haze. hazy hazy, hazelnut!
wo yao wan ping pang qiu. can you babes understand?!?!
the wall is white. why can't it be black? ask yourself.
now im hearing maroon five! ooh. nice too. harder to breathe! haha! the song fits the weather now. harder harder to breathe.
I CAN'T FUCKING STAND THIS ANYMORE. SICK OF THE VULGARITIES? TOO BAD. LIVE WITH IT, LIFE IS A BITCH SLUT WHORE.
