Life Upon the Surface of the Earth

shoot.

2011-05-04T23:04:00.001+08:00

there was this little puppy, cursed bloodily, smashed, unrecognizable.

What could be salvaged of it?

nothing.

Beams and Complexions

2010-10-24T00:22:00.001+08:00

She beamed though I didn't see, entirely taking me by surprise.

I just, felt.

Have a sense of what you are, of what you've reached, and of what you've yet to possess.

2010-08-10T18:01:00.003+08:00

When you are surprisingly in demand, in a circle of acquaintance, or in a group of people,
the illusion is to be fought back with nothing else to hesitate.

Oh now, the illusion smoked off.
What remains determines what you have to determine yourself into what your determination is.

All that correct have went wrong; all that was wrong was getting rid of being faulty.

2010-07-16T20:47:00.004+08:00

Faulty to my head, I raise a pen by my fingers, writing down what was being fixated in my mind was all that jotted down.

It says:

What could I do to win, to win something I'd rather be retarded to win.

Tell me.

Separated Union

2010-05-15T10:59:00.004+08:00

Once a very long long time ago, God created man in His own image. But these lives He created were never the same as what we were looking at nor as who we were talking to everyday. In fact, it was told that before the realm of elves had taken its possession of the land where man existed, our forefathers had lived a life without the difference in sexes. It was long ago that the spirits of masculinity and femininity existed in unison, such that the oneness of both sexes were still perfectly undamaged. Man hailed to the God for this wonderful extraordinaire gift they were fortunately bestowed upon.

It was then something unexpected had befallen man's destiny -- this beautiful union was being destroyed in an unnoticeable instant, by the outlawed elves from the underworld. Overwhelmed and grudged by hatred, defiance and jealousy, they invaded the souls of millions and billions of people. Forcefully, they dislodged the spirits of masculinity from the spirits of femininity. Since then, men and women were no longer living the happy life as seahorses were. It was as if two separated halves of a seashell: one man or woman has to spend his whole life searching for the other half of his remaining soul. Everyone's life companion was predestined. However, certainly there were some fortunate ones who only spent just a little time succeeding in searching their companions; but, pathetically, most weren't. Some even hadn't met any throughout the entire life, even so if they succumbed to it.

For these centuries going on, the descendants of Adam and Eve had been pleading for God's mercy to break the curse they were doomed with. But every time He uplifted it, the elves of the underworld would have never stopped seizing the chance to bring about the ghostly curse again upon the humanity. As time gradually rinsed man's hope away, he was never again hopeful to take the risk anymore. By and by, the search of unknowingly predestined love and companion finally had become inevitably perennial, as would the future be...

I wouldn't know how to entitle this.

2010-04-15T21:46:00.001+08:00

I never knew what it was like being disconcerted.

Now I knew, and I will remember that kind of feeling, ALWAYS.

Valuing Life

2010-02-04T14:15:00.004+08:00

Time exists. There always are both past and present and future. Alas we do have the scarce to unfold the future and so it's not counted anyway. Often it pushes me to wonder, what if there was a twist in the past, even a minor one, that all of them will round up making all the pieces of the puzzle completely aggregated into one single - the present - now.

Rather than figuring the possibilities in a puzzling daze, I unwittingly caught a glance at something. It was a stack of photo albums. Blowing off the dust in shallow curiosity, I revealed the contents. Oh, those were photographs of memorable past. The ever so beautiful memoirs where my parents came about marrying each other, and with that, I was here seventeen years and three months ago.

So there isn't really anything to doubt about. There isn't anything larger than love that could bring me into this world. Still, I believe in silent faith, there are still many empty, indiscernible, unseen souls pondering around us, waiting in queue for their departure, and their arrival to this world. Just how many as blessed as me myself to be born this way, just how many, if you had been into any places, happened to visit any hell on earth, like any of the houses where the disabled ones were compelled into, like any of the needy on the driest continent of Africa, who, still murmur in tacit prayers, emptily hoping for a miracle to happen, vacantly beseeching for the most basic rights and virtues to embrace them, and that could just be below impossibility.

I have everything some people might die for. I have everything some people would not have sought forever. Bitterness of humanity crushes mankind on every corner of the world. The world's so huge I've no rights to complain. Injustice surfaces everywhere so frequently I've no rights to falsify my basic duties as a human being.

Three weeks ago I've been known to a news about a twenty six year old man committing suicide jumping off an overpass, my dad's friend's son, just because of some very teeny-weeny financial overshoots, and that ends his life.

If I happened to meet him somewhere by chance, his soul, or spirit, whatever, he must be regretting for killing himself. Life's so greatly precious he was NOT given the due to perish his own. Come on, think, many more lives out there are still struggling, striving in the hardest way, in excruciatingly bitter adversities, just to keep their pulse beat everyday, every moment, every single millisecond. WHY WAS IT SO HARD TO KEEP LIVING, IF YOU WERE GIVEN EVERY GODDAMN NECESSITY YOU'D HAVE NEEDED, EVERYTHING SINCE YOUR GOD BLESSED BIRTH? Half a potato and a handful of muddy water could keep a person living on the poorest land in the world, and why the hell had he chosen to jump off the building, ending the life that each of those poor people would be dying for?

If you are still now complaining about life, about having to work or study everyday without some breathing space you ever so wanted, about how short the time your parents have been allowing you in front of the computer screen, about how little money your parents have been giving you, or, about how annoying the time when the closest people around you breath down your neck, then go ahead, because life already seems just utterly meaningless to you.

If there is a chance, I do wish to feel the way of living in any poor lands on Earth. Because life seems just too hard and those people, mostly, could still bite hard to keep it pacing forward. Even any of them are born in the dirtiest surroundings, born in the poorest family, we should always salute them, for they never talk about giving up life, nor would they ever think of committing suicide. Because each of them truly knows, life is treasure, a godly present that God had chosen few to grant.

So how am I going to value life? For me it's simple. STOP COMPLAINING. Life isn't just about complaining about the bad ones and cherishing the good ones. Life is a black and white, both good and bad come to you simultaneously. Once you complain a word about life, you are taking it for granted.

Open your eyes. You are damn blessed. And please, be grateful, ever so.

New Order

2010-01-01T19:11:00.002+08:00

IT'S LIKE SOME MOST AWKWARD BUZZ KEPT ITS ENNUI REGIME BUZZING MY HEAD OFF THE NORMAL ORBIT.

At most least that buzz hadn't start burning.

Had it been really one sophisticating year ahead, with unknown futures gradually unfolding in considered courtesy, I watched souls stared in some astonished wonder. Over the rare bizarreness shot over the horizon now gorgeous with some six hundred long seconds of fireworks, many had their mouths hung open. Many had their eyes glared transfixed, as if some magics did that effect. And their eyes, now luminescent, swirled in the ocean of flames and lights like some heaven light, like faith and energy all of an unknown sudden replenished within each of them.

And that soon second after the blares, it ended, summoning hallucination of every sense.

Now I heard some grumbles and sighs involuntarily mouthed out. Like some old ancient scaffolding falling down over an old inn roof. A new year.

Magics over.

Reality came.

A Hollow Interval

2009-12-13T13:02:00.002+08:00

The year's ending soon.
Part of it's worth fantasizing.
Hell knows what's touching our senses.
Hope I would come to meet someone who could foresee the future,
like unfolding pages in novel in advance.
When the future, will, be bright and nice,
it is a sin to tell out before it comes to realization.
While the future's going to be devastating,
it is a sin to not tell out even though,
I wonder, anyone could foresee that.

The earth's becoming hotter, gradually,
there, hardly is a place to breath,
even air with dusts swarmed aghast,
even breeze with dim sunlight hung askance, still as ever,
you and I stood for living necessities evaporated like,
been-hopeful, current-realized mirage.

Hopes slowly became a fragile silhouette.
There's no vacancy for human beings, no lungs for storing air.
When years and years embellished, decades to come,
between them are nothing,
but a blank plot,
an empty story of hollow intervals.

Senses

2009-12-11T18:39:00.003+08:00

Sandra says lifeless-

it gets pretty empty sometimes.
Then, always followed by cold, cold.
Out of the equator now, snows over the north, blaze over the south.
Moderate it remains here.

Visions become blur at times;
Sounds become... inaudible.

Taste loses its stimulation,
Attempts become more feeble than I could figure out.

Breeze out there howling for vacant oddities.
With no inkling in advance, nightfalls are reliefs.
The next day, off it goes the memories and senses,
fluorescence goes dim, dimmer,

Ultimately, vanishes.

Frequency

2009-12-03T19:44:00.001+08:00

Different beings on earth depends on their very own frequency.
We vary, differ.

On different track.
Each of us.
There light glows, probably, where light comes, it relies.
Something aren't right, most probably.

There is a frequency,
particularly, you and I.

Black Future

2009-11-03T20:02:00.005+08:00

.2081.

A story derived from Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.'s short story!!
Harrison Bergeron...

*intro*

Like Ray Bradbury's story, Harrison Bergeron takes place in the future, and in a domestic setting. New technology is having an important impact on people's lives. The story is told clearly and with a degree of detachment. But Vonnegut's story explores a different social theme: the idea of what it might mean to make sure that all people were equal. Vonnegut treats the subject with irony and a darkly humourous touch, but the story suggests some serious social questions -- about the place of the media in our lives and our freedom to act as individuals.

Kurt Vonnegut is an American writer, born in 1922, who often uses features of the science fiction genre in his novels and short stories. Harrison Bergeron is from a collection of Vonnegut's short stories called Welcome to the Monkey House, which was published in 1968.

x x x

The year was 2081, and everybody was finally equal.

They weren't only equal before God and the law. They were equal every which way. Nobody was smarter than anybody else. Nobody was better looking than anybody else. Nobody was stronger or quicker than anybody else. All this equality was due to the 211th, 212th, and 213th Amendments to the Constitution and to the unceasing vigilance of agents of the United States Handicapper General.

...... (picked from: HARRISON BERGERON, Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. Literature In English SPM 6th Cycle) ......

Frankly I'm really looking forward to watching this video as soon as it is on the theatre box office. A whole new scientifically ironic video that is surely a uniquely worth-fascinating blockbuster at time.

Wake Up Moron.

2009-11-03T17:26:00.002+08:00

Always, the opposite gender seems exactly resembling an iced hot cocoa.
Often that we give the judgment towards him, or her, we've have wrong impressions.
The initial stage looks beautiful. It is because you tend not to have flipped the seal of ice toppings.
Of course it tickles your appetite, running down your nerve, it's the so called 'feel' one feels.
For this holy second, thanks to cupids, you feel super-delightful assaulting whole of you.
Rejoicing the plenty of time till some of the ice slowly melt.
Part of what is called mundane reality gradually reveal themselves to your eyes.
You may look astonished in utter bewilderment, or you might as well feel relieved, for it suits what you have been guessing all through since the start of it; or, most probably, your guilt is relieved, because you are as mundane as everybody, as human as everyone else does. You no longer love the contrary anymore, and to your relief, it is just exactly the Tweedledee for the another rotting half.

Now you finished the drink you've been looking for. Just a shallow oasis you'd met.
Merely, you enjoy the contents, but, bear in mind, it is no way in god's name you'd really fascinate the aftermath, leaving only worries, anxiety.

Girl, he loves you for you supply him real love where other girls would not even when paid for.
Boy, she loves you for you pose a shelter to her, and it is ... temporary.
Wake up.

The Ignorant Time ---- Killer

2009-10-16T20:15:00.011+08:00

IT WAS INDEED A VERY DEEP GRUDGE TO WATCH THE HUNTERS FIRE ON THE BEAR. It crawled and hardly let out a sarcastic moan which was resonant along the slightest movement of the dense and freezing air around. And that was finally renescence -- a deadly blur view of the corpse which was then evaporated along with its soul that has been encroached on.

My eyes closed. The sense touched me again. The familiar but unfathomable magical abracadabra flushed into my vision. As the very essence of this particular grief-stricken memory came into emergence and started enthusing in its stark contents, I was finally diving into my abyss of hallucination.

It nearly formed half a decade since what happened that winter in Hokkaido. With all my old buddies, a trip to this angelic place was almost tantamount to wandering in the cradle of the beauty of Oceania. We booked a resort for two weeks of group living amidst the enormous and gorgeous valley profoundly surrounded by thick, white forests. From a certain distance, the chimney of the little resort and the soot that paced vertically up into the air with a regular rhythm can already be seen.

This winter was just perfect for vacation. We played poker all night and ate steamboat on that teeny-weeny wooden table that was crafted neatly and beautifully. Despite the hardly describable sum of money needed for the expense of eating and living and footing the bill, it was rather worthwhile to stay here enjoying the ultimate breeze of coolness and relief.

Snowboarding was the chief game that played the crucial role as to quench our boredom. Cold, it was snowing out there. The sky darkened by and by yet we insisted on boarding. It was too difficult to suppress the thirst and need to accelerate on the plain white snow ahead of us. We couldn't even be patient to just glance at the plan view of the map for one or two seconds -- the ice boards, now having five pairs of ravenous feet securely fit and tied along with, were the only radars applicable.

It started then. The freezing snow was like ice-made daggers that combated with my inner defense against the abjectly frosty surrounding. Soon an epiphany twinkled and eventually in hurry nascence, emerged within my logic sense of thinking. I didn't want to get defeated in this race with all these natural facilities presented right in front of me. Nastily, I freed myself and took some strength, with that I rotated and felt as if the ground revolved beneath my nearly unstable figure -- a perfect fifty-degree slant towards my left, still speeding. Cool, thought myself quite aggressively, might as well duh -- rendezvous with them all after personal rest yeah. I'm going to have a long rest down there with this velocity driving me along this deserted hillside that looked much steeper, much advantageous for my need for haste.

I imagined rocketing downhill like lasers now. The snow never had stopped nor had it receded somehow, but it soon condensed into more watery particles showering the entire field, which was just flipping from my view pages by pages. I didn't have an inkling of how much on hell the temperature now was, but it was bitingly cold, as though the snow and ice simply penetrated my thick woven jacket and deeply rested themselves in my blood vessels through one superficial layer and another...

The snow was incredibly heavy now. Never on earth had I met an outrageous climate like this. My front view, in distorted version now, still shortened hastily feet by feet. I never had realized until the fierce snow surprisingly receded and eventually stopped later all of a sudden. I tilted my dizzy skull and gazed on top of me, and through the misty pane of my goggles, in nascent amusement I noted an indistinct mosaic pattern of the forest canopy. I was in the forest now.

An abrupt flush of anxiety bubbled in my train of thoughts, ungraciously jerking my mind forth and back. I stopped boarding and halted in the midst of nowhere. Subconscious commanded me to tie the snowboard onto the back of my frozen spine. I maneuvered every item on me and adjusted them into correct positions, I felt desperate to peering into what would come into my view next. It was later then I noticed the front part of my snowboard posed a few clear linings of cracks. Perhaps it was the forest floor that exerted a force against it as I opposed the friction before I woke to my unseemly visit. I paced slowly and carefully to stabilize my figure as the snow was too thick along the unknown path I took in deep hesitancy. It was hapless being here. The snow, flakes now, whispered something faint I couldn't possibly comprehend.

Disheartening, I held to a tree trunk for support. I was too fed up to continue pacing into nowhere within the still thickening mist. It occurred to me to insert my palms into the two side pockets at the bottom part of my jacket. Fate, I imagined being toyed, being a laughing stock by he who was named sarcasm, would I simply just die in this deadly maze which I hardly had the due denial saying that me myself being miserable here wasn't a root of my filthy fault? Options were clear, and I chose diving into this hazard; I was the one who did the choice.

Still managed to breath, nay, gasp in bewilderment and astonishment; I pulled my hood further down to my nose level. I questioned my faith, would I just have the slightest fuel in me as to really get me out of this nightmare? The thought echoed around, still a blank thing -- nothing really did return.

Being left stranded alone, confined in this invisible cul-de-sac, I couldn't help searching for God's words -- please, prognosticate for me for only this once.

No reply, still.

I slowly resigned to kneeling down by halves. Now the air I exhaled against the windy atmosphere was unexpectedly renewed by a whole new, strange and odd scent. It was an illusion, I thought convincingly. Half a loaf is better than no bread, a stupid philosophy which I was compelled to follow now pulled my feet forward. I held out my right hand which balled into a frozen fist now and shook vigorously towards where the scent might have originated. As soon as that scent befell onto me as a sense too faint and dim, an owl appeared into view, taking me by astonishing surprise; it shrieked so loud that it made me halted.

And now my sixth sense magnetized my vision downwards to look at my feet, which now scrambled into a hidden cross under the sponge of thick snow. It startled me. At instant, I lost my entire balance and stumbled backwards. I barely had sufficient consciousness to realize that it was a tiny hill behind me and as these images shot into my shocked and bewildered complexion just in time, I was rolling and tripping along the gradient of the hill with tiny stones and frosted snowflakes ramming to and fro around me. Still in rough and hasty motion, I instantly dozed off into deep unconsciousness.

A mixed variety of hallucinations that could hardly be caught into sense seemed like nonsensical cries and bombardments circling my mind. Darkness and fear shouted all around me in anguish and slowly burned my nerves into dried, contorted ashes. Throughout this catastrophe contented with grief and fright, all I could do was to stay calm in virtual darkness.

A small and tiny force pressed on me. The sense was real and unreal at the same time. But slowly that object now generated a little heat around my arms and feet. I couldn't open my eyes, but it was indeed comfortable. It was hard to relinquish the temporary relief now to the mundane reality out there.

The heat expanded and it convinced me to open my lethargic eyes. The distorted view slowly revealed to me and it was first unbelievable. In front of me -- a huge gray bear who posed almost nil offensiveness, laid my head onto its bare and furry chest. Aghast, I thought of escaping, but my feet were entangled to the ground, and it was surprisingly comfortable and the warmth really did shelter my nauseated awareness. Most of all, I felt safe. It slept, too -- with a human, who was so weak and vulnerable that presented to him as no more than an easy prey which, normally, it should have simply taken for granted. It was too strange, too odd to feel even the slightest sense of comfort and relief within its mighty chest. A strange thing, I thought in utter stupefaction.

I fixed my eyes on its complexion -- relaxed, peaceful, harmonious, etc. etc. more words to describing that. In wonder of amusement I discerned the situation whether it was real or totally phony that was merely a phantasy, a gift, a consolation right at the threshold of the entrance of heaven, a soothing sanctuary built solely for me. But this tendency of discretion in me was paralyzed and overwhelmed by the comfort I did truly feel now. It felt much warmer, and livelier, much more hopeful than I could have imagined. I slowly closed my tiring eyes -- I prayed for a miracle, a wonder that will appear in front of me after I reopened these eyes. It only seemed impossible, but at least, still hopeful -- hope, the last thing I shall lose my grip of.

Eventually I reopened my eyes. At that split of a second, what came into my auditory sense was a cocking sound of a familiar rifle too vivid against my awaking response. Over-audible, I begged something would stop that. Time always ignore the rules, cried an annoying repetition within me, and bullet is just as rapid as that... The cocking sound never had forsaken evolving into explosion before the fragile seconds might at least suffice my nerves' reaction to explain -- to explain everything -- it wasn't harming me, muttered the inordinate craze now quaking inside me, it sheltered -- hopeless, totally hopeless, was the message on the frontier straight after the bloody murder was done. Full stop, I minded. It all ended right after one second and the poor creature's mourning and struggling and hypertension and roaring and gasping and wobbling relatively terminated.

I drifted in and out of my range of belief. I didn't want to choose to believe. All of it was a dirty concoction of the dark blood, still flushing out from the giant's skull, and the inexorably flooding adrenaline inside me.

The two hunters brought me back to the resort.

The untold memory never succeeded to wipe itself off from my still disoriented mind. Never had I confided it to anybody else. Alas, I didn't want to restraint myself within this terrible experience of agony and woe.

Time always ignore the rules, thought myself in confounded retrospect, and innocents are who this hateful culprit victimized, always.

I didn't want it to succumb to death, to die, merely because of me.

Authored by H.C.Lai
~2009.9.3~

He Who Must Not Be Named

2009-09-23T16:43:00.003+08:00

Lumos.

A Patronus charged the Death Eaters.
anything a fans of JK Rowling would have said.
enchanted words, sentences,
the Gryffindor uproar.

lies beneath all truth within the Godric's Hollow.
You-Know-Who smiles.
you would say what desperate glory i'm after.

quadrangle it seems too ancient a Renaissance.
too magical a Hogwarts stands,
Albus gets hold of his Elder Wand,
where Hocruxes were defeated by the master of Death.

whoa, i am truly mad, don't I?

deluminator

click.

999

2009-09-09T17:39:00.003+08:00

tweedledee and tweedledum of a pair plus one
connotes something,
nor miscellaneous it may seem,
but we just did it foolishly,
without that logic which is due to exist,
without that much little thought of being that much irrelevant,
irrelevancy is gone,
superfluousness said farewell,
with as much as black and blue on the surface,
contaminated.

someone wrote this,
i saw it in the desk,
and i just realized,
it was the darn self of me.

9
9
9

happy, be happy.
you wouldn't want,
a short, plus a sad life.

happy 'trisomy 9',
puff--

1,000

2009-09-06T19:56:00.003+08:00

a one-day and two-hours resurrection has taken place now onwards and till the fading second..

an epiphany quenched my boredom.
that powerful it happened to bash my cerebrum.
jumps away was what a minute's second away.
nothing was left in residue.

rethink. recall in a quaint sense of retrospect, i didn't know.

i got hold of that significantly important calculator in hand and started pressing on it..
hardly ever found something to do, barely gazing at the add math papers in front,
all went black, yeah, time got something to do with what unto me now.
amidst sleep-forbid, a thinking rushed in like adrenaline,
stimulated by a familiar yet unfathomable abracadabra.

mumbo-jumbo.

odd, i thought.

look here, that's part enough of,
human beings. great. i wish,
should 2012 will not tear the paper away,
and should ever that we manage to live a hundred year.
listen to me, my dear age-mates.
we, youngsters of seventeen.
and if we live a century precisely,
bear that, i wouldn't make it a terrible fantasy now.

2009.9.6 ; 20.15
take a hundred years from now,
ten decades,
as an ending to all of us of the seventeenths, viz.
1992+100 = 2092, and henceforth,
2092.1.1 ; 00.00 for the very instance:

1 year
= 30.4383 months
= 365.25 days
= 8,766 hours
= 525,960 minutes
= 31,557,600 s

and therefore, look

take my day of born for instance, o.n.o for that particular instance,
and see, 1992.10.23 (time unknown)

from 2009.9.6 to 2009.12.31 ,
total number of days
= [(30-6)+1]+31+30+31
= 117 days

and, from 2010.1.1 to 2092.1.1 ,
total years = 2092-2010 = 82years
in which, 82 years are equivalent to:
= 83 x 365.25days
= 30,315.75 days

thus, from 2009.9.6 to 2092.1.1,
(from 17th to 100th),
total days
= 117+30,315.75
= 30,432.75 days
...total months
= 30,432.75 / 30.4383 months
= 999.8177 months

plus, with all the miscalculated ones, which,
from 2009.9.6 to 2009.12.31
total number of days = 117 days,
117 days
= 117 / 30.4383
= 3.8438 months
...3.8438 of 12 months
= 3.8438 / 12
= 0.3203(x100%)
...0.3203 has to be divided by 4,
for in case of 365.25, where 0.25 means 1/4,
since that, 0.3203 x 1/4
= 0.3203 /4
= 0.0801 month(s)

Hence, by means of such precise and troublesome calculations,
total number of months from now onwards till 2092.1.1,
which, we will age a century accordingly by that time:

999.8177 + 0.0801
= 999.8978

= 999.9 months
~ 1,000 months

and if humans do not preserve the earth,
as well as that the world ends at a range of time as the prophecy lies upon us, i.e.
(1)2012.1.1 --- (2)2012.12.31
which, in between 12 months, and 365.25 days...
in case (1) 2012.1.1...
from 2010.1.1 to 2012.1.1
= (2012-2010) x 12
= 24 months (730.5192 days)
where, 730.5192 days + 117 days (from 2009.9.6-2009.12.31)
= 847.5192 days
= 847.5192 / 30.4383
= 27.8438 months

or, in case (2) 2012.12.31...
from 2009.9.6 to 2012.12.31
= 847.5192 + 365.25
= 1,212.7692 days
= 1,212.7692 / 30.4383
= 39. 8435 months

for convenience, nay, comfort,
let's make these 2 dates an average, which,
(27.8438 + 39.8435) /2
= 33.8437 months (1,030.1432 days)

= 33.8 months

so, humans, wake up, save the earth and wear green shirts to emphasize your love towards our sole earth.....
if the destruction continues on unstoppably and unremittingly,
you shall face the inevitable truth that for the 17th generation of 2009,
if we live a century, the remaining months available to us,
= 999.9 months
but, if the prophecy turns out to be real,
we would live no more or less than averagely 33.8 months
you see the range,
999.9 - 33.8
= 966.1 months (80.5083 years)
= 966.1 x 30.4383
= 29,406.44163 days
= 1,764,386.498 min
= 105,863,189.9 s
and so on......
trust me, fellow beings,

YOU, wouldn't want to cut the lifespan ladies and gentlemen of 17 by an amount of
one hundred and five million eight hundred sixty-three thousand one hundred and eighty-nine point nine seconds.

Save . Our . Earth

and, please,
let us live twenty-nine thousand four hundred and six days point forty-four days more.

Thank you.

i mean

2009-08-02T16:33:00.001+08:00

sandra, u shouldn't get pathetic about all these..
haha, jus insisting on chinese.

translate is hard ok?
so far, i could only manage to translate my own name..
the whole blog?
wow

untitled

2009-07-23T22:01:00.001+08:00

http://nothingbut-only.blogspot.com/

my new blog. mandarin version..
sort of y'know, bored of the repetition of same language used
XD

nonsense

2009-06-23T22:15:00.002+08:00

a small kid suddenly came into my sleepy view and shouted something which i wasn't sure at all...
that seems a little nonsensical and it really seems so... but later i found out that it might probably go away if i was to continue yawning for something that cures anemia..

and i didn't...

'Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!' that kid shouts suddenly, and due second i was asleep.

time = gold

2009-06-20T22:30:00.003+08:00

its been real some bucks of days... yeah.. u may call it rot.. and no one ever looks at this anymore...
never it is like something more valuable than getting some kinda 12A in that blowy exam.. but more biting it is much more important to decide some wills before the seasons and year really change.. due to some unknown reasons, i almost lost some part of my faith during days ago, and through those discontented hours of desperation, i really got to know that it was not everything that could be under man's control, or even the weakest vision in us.

due date: 22/06/09
time: 11.30pm

counterfeit

2009-05-24T21:57:00.001+08:00

that similar weather fell upon again, and it really made no sense that i did not run for the remote control to switch the jesus-ly air cond on... well, the air-cond was the savious of mankind, thx to XXX for inventing it...

then all i did today was waking up at 1pm.. coz having some dozens of beers yesterday night with all my crazy-going cousins... somehow the dose was too much and made me dizzy all the way while in the arm of Morpheus... i really want to sleep... alcohol's killing with that superstitious effect that teens often do not believe.

then i woke up suddenly, and the first thing I saw was no more than the stupid world map hanging askew on the white ordinary wall... then i got real moodless.. and even more to the extent that SOMEONE sent me a sms like a morning (well, in that case, afternoon) call, *gor, are you okay a??*
and ooo... i was so touched, then in that interval of seconds when she replied... i got real fascinated with her extraodinary comprehensive feels on me.. *gor, someone said u're real BLOODY SCARY when u get serious... (still wan laugh) HAHAAHA (somemore tend to disobey the theory of laughter)..! ouch, that pierced a lil bit... haha. fine and that was me, that IS me.

well, i normally dont haunt people's life and their mental vision toward me.. but amongst people who know me well, they know my seriousness and BLOODY-SCARINESS could be something real counterfeiting.. coz ya noe.. i aint not that serious.. i am quite-

tender.

supposedly...

2009-05-22T21:02:00.001+08:00

titanic will break 1 day..
exam will end 1 day..
for whatever's gonna fall upon,
we sure are gonna going to get over it,
1 day, u see..

weekend let me hug u.. love u so much, thx for existing ^^

it cannot be

2009-05-19T16:30:00.002+08:00

like somehow it is stated in almost ALL physics reference books, we see exercises and topical exercises and SPM formatted exercises and chapter review exercises and all bunches of bili-bala exercises all reflected to our eyes.
that instant we all entered the class, brought about two senses(moods):
(1) seik-bao-fan-mou-ye-zou (do nothing after eating full)
(2) post-EL (literature in english) i.e. fatigue in hands, mind, and all sensory organs...

then the scientific paper befell on every tiny little beings of us, on the desks...
physics..
and we opened the papers...
mentally begging for formulae sheet...
but much to our disappointment, we saw another flash of light that brought hope to us...
but all but, it was no more than an illusion, much vague than we'd imagined..
but all, and but, that seemed easy,

and as it progressed all got frustrated, coz all the questions were like so confusing that they typically asked silly questions about theories..
and fine.
tomorrow's gonna be a long day.. and my blog, i shall let it go for quite a while.
p/s: nothing.

magic will do

2009-05-14T19:24:00.000+08:00

exams started,
exams started,
i have to look at books,
read and understand every damn things inside,
and mesmerised all the teachers' face that are so fierce waiting for my results to break,
moreover, i can't find any place to hide,
not a shoulder seems reliable now, since then,
let me get over it, and as soon as holiday comes to me,
and so i can get rid of all those UGHing things in life, i need the camp now, zatch kawan..

with all circumstances and all the feeling i've been having right now, right then, i need someone who casts magic like eating peanuts..
i know what only if, if what happens, then magic shall do the job for me,
please, i beg u
i didn't beg anyone before, just u.

it doesn't sound that convincing, isn't that, but u have to take it, for once.
look at the sky, doesn't it--
*downpour*
sigh, sigh, sigh, *yawn*.

too much.

2009-05-09T08:06:00.002+08:00

death is too much to bear.
but right at the turning point, i just realized on middle fall of yesteryear,
life, is a whole lot more to bear.
life, a resemblance of hardship, a resemblance of wear & tear, a resemblance of heartbeats,
life, symbolizes a series of,
love, love, love,
in types that are undefined,

undefined, it's really too much.

but if one moment, one freezing moment, one junction that is standstill upon, two options were to be given, and an answer was to be retrieved back at five seconds, options:
between life, and
death

death, would be a relief, a relief of oneself, having had been juxtaposed in life,
a miserable condition as right to be, having had been
an immortal,
perhaps time's too long to be said an even number to befall,
perhaps life's somehow too uneven,
as people, all life are coherent, and the coherence would not be digested, at one's hungry stomach,
being nauseated in every struggling way they could've been,
STOP.
sometimes suffer is better than enjoying life,
why, what, who, when -- life's bundled by questions,
questions that shouldn't have found exit from our mouth.

*************************************************************************************

life's too long, and people wonder why,
eve and adam created this, this mess
a big, big mess that has nothing, nothing ever to be reversed,
an irreversible life, was too much to bear with.

The Miss Yap Empire.

2009-05-05T21:08:00.003+08:00

SHE, definitely conquers us with numbers, with equations, with all her whatever-it-is-yet-it-will-one-hundred-percent-involve-her-addmathsthinkingtype-sarcastically-drastically-enthusiastically-unexpectedly-mind, with all her unbelievable, fantastic, fabulous thought that one could never explain the reasons within, she did, and does, conquer us with massive billion tonnes of saliva spitting, laughter roaring, hyperventilation, hysterical atmosphere being caused, angina pectoris, hyperglaecemia, shock, illness of pressing the abdomen because that level of laughing hurts a lot, tables shaking much severely than szechuan earthquake, behind-the-scene brokeback film, books throwing around scattering in thin air like star wars, pupils begin slapping each other's jaw like getting chronic diseases, FAT guys jumping and stomping the ground as hard as over the possibility and strength like there are ghosts or apparitions emerging from the tiles, directors shouting CUT CUT CUT and spit their director-style saliva towards the pre-post-best-actress-queen Miss Yap, and hooray, all dead.

DEAD of laughing, dead of screaming, till thyroid gland bursts into pieces, till brain scatters all over the floor with brain fluid remaining, bubbling creepily.

And she said, at the very first moment, throughout the atmosphere that, indeed, bored US severely, something flew in. And that boreness is being abracadabraed into what we'd defined as 'hysterics'.

Miss Yap: you know guys, I understand that this chapter (trigonometric function) is hard and difficult, but, perhaps if you guys make a little note.

And dramatic here -- she began with some slight motion here...
she acted like an INNOCENT student, holding an invisible but visible in her imaginary PAPER, i mean small square one, in her THOUGHT, she began piling and folding it in her INVISIBLE pocket on her old-fashioned but tender-looking dress..

and here's the part that the first roar of laughter, mixing jovial tears and tonnes, maybe, of saliva broke:
"you see you see, if you have this tiny little piece of add maths note, and if you wrote down those formulas in this chapter, when eating, you can read..."
*posing an eating pose while posing another perspective angle of revising wholeheartedly*

"not only that~ you see you see, when sleeping hor... *slow motion* no... no.. i mean, before sleeping hor~ you can read also..."
*tilt her head upwards and pretending AS IF she were looking at the paper (studying), and another un-busy hand began holding another wave of INVISIBLE torchlight and began flashing it towards the paper and acting AS IF the surrounding was just as dark as when she slept*

"yalo.. yalo.. emmm.. *nodded seriously with unreadable expression* then hor~ in bas sekolah that time, you can read also..."
*holding the real irritating paper AGAIN and read, another free hand holding the hanging handle to steady herself IN A BUS*

"and hor~ when puan gan scold you that time (the so very funniest part is here) you can read also mah~"
*holding the paper again(!) and hide it under her waist as if pn. gan were really scolding her and she pretended to ignore the scolding and rather revise the notes*

"yala yala... then hor~ (here is the extremely most funniest part) you can show off ma... neh, like this like this, when a girl sits beside you......"
HAHAHA!! *hiding the paper in the pocket, though both not existing, showing it to a non-existing 'girl' right at her left side and smirk like a clown, just finished folding a dog balloon to a child, *squeaks*.

maybe if you do not know, please come to my school's staff room and search for this distinguished queen actress... ms. yap, the beyond godlike one.
any enquiries, please ask Lai Hao Cherng from 5C or anybody you had seen running out of 5C class, screaming and shouting like being nauseated and like a hysteria patient, stomping the ground like an elephant who was extremely desperate of BANANAS.

nothing else

2009-05-04T20:14:00.001+08:00

with every single second ticks by, i begin to lock the shockness into me..
and with every hour ticks by, i am being nauseated in every way i don't used to be...
and with every day passes by i realise that i am going to sit down and doodle the papers unevenly,
and with the whole new month comes by i know that it's going to fulfill my will --

my will, to excel? to score? to...
to..
ugh.

at least 12 As will do.
yes, hao cherng,
12 As.. in ur dream, maybe..
and another side of me summons upon the confidence, sunken confidence which was hardly being found anymore within me.
there were weeks to come , months to fall back till
SPM

and i wonder if I could, or could not, or would not
score...

nothing else being concerned right now, except we-know-them: add maths, a whole lot shitS of physics and bioloGIES and past-education (history), and ugh. ugh. ugh.
all about the future, set right down the exams coming, approaching, haunting... haunting, biting,
cut-- anymore words?

I could hardly find--
I could hardly being NOT restless...
for the exams to come, for the future unsteadily held.. upon,
like an angel will fly,
but wings broken because she hit a branch,
angel could die, too, too... too.................. ..

blue moon

2009-04-30T18:26:00.002+08:00

tomorrow's labour day...
labour, for workers yeah?

***************************************************************************************
at last they know my lamb's trophy wasn't written by plagiarized... others were like o.O when gopal announced that mine was not returned.
because they took it and it was as if a test being around all the remainders...

would I?
would I NOT?

sing along,

2009-04-29T23:10:00.002+08:00

went to pearl school today...

and choir.. yeah..

yeah doesn't bring joy here, in this case, especially...

coz, every team was like, powerful...
and i mean, not all, but MOSTLY...

and kit yee told us to eat spicy foods edi...
spicy? yeah... kian pooi and i went nando just this afternoon, when kit yee begged us to karaoke..

and we eventually rejected that...
sad...
and WAIT!!
how did i make zhen yi injured!?!?!

did i?

and yea.. here i remembered at last..
i sat on his lap..
and i shook to force him away from zhengkang. so i can sit with zk to crap a whole lot throughout the journey, the short journey..
LOL!

i was like wtheck when kit yee told me,
i injured an innocent human being,
who just simply wishes to live normally on earth,
but i spoilt his locomotion...
im really sorry...
mayb, maybe..
zhengkang is sort of too attractive and i guess all humans want to stick to him,
adhesive zhengkang...

and sorry...
hahaXD
i still manage to laugh,
coz i know,
u won't force me to treat u another nando...
extra hot peri-peri? u watch out..
i watch out...

*************************************************************************************

And the melody swishes...
to minds that swirl along with the rhythm......

tag (just one).

2009-04-26T21:09:00.002+08:00

mui, got this from ur blog,
sort of 'harvest' it for nothing.

You have to start:You must answer every question TRUTHFULLY* or else you wont have LOVE for 5 years.

[01]Do you ever wonder what your ex is up to?
ex? cursing me, i guess.

[02]Have you ever been given roses?
usually i picked, and eventually you'll find it in some trash bins nearby.

[03]What is your all-time favorite romance movie?
you know what, i tell you, Titanic

[04]Had a Long Distance Relationship?
sure! with my pillow, i haven't ever abandoned her since i was born, though.

[05]Do you believe in this saying-What goes around comes around?
no, i guess, i mean, not yet.

[06]Do you want to get married?
I am not the right person to get this question, coz as a matter of fact, those girls will force me to marry THEM, i don't get to see the options at all...xD

[07]How many kids do you want to have?
if my wife were a pig, i guess, errmm. probably half a dozen would suffice.

[09]Who was the last person you held hands with?
my right hand and my left hand, they're being naughty these days.

[10]Do you believe in love at first sight?
yes. i fall in love with myself the first time i looked at the mirror, the perfect reflection of the perfect-ever complexion, xD

[11]Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?
see if SHE wants, i don't mind, really

[12]At what age did you start noticing the opposite gender?
negative one year old

[13]Do you know someone who likes you?
every living thing on earth with 2 legs, 2 hands, 1 head, and knows how to talk with mouth, breath with lungs, think with brains, though some are unable... xD

[15]Do you love anyone?
u know mirror? the person in the mirror whenever i am in front of it... xD

[16]Do they know you like/love them?
u guess.

[17]Why did you and your most recent ex break up?
i don wan the headlines reporting one girl died of starvation because she couldn't stop using her mouth to say "I LOVE YOU... I LOVE YOU..." instead of using it to EAT.

[18]When did you two last speak to one another?
yesterday night, in my dream

[19]Would you get back together with your ex?
would you want this death to occur in reality?!

[20]What comes to your mind when you think of love?
obviously, mirror...

[21]Is there anyone who knows you inside and out?
my mother, coz her brain controls her digestive system, and this system controls her intestines, and my origin was that particular intestine.

miscellaneous

2009-04-26T20:25:00.006+08:00

another day.
precisely, another boring day as to be.

and there few hope-to-be-ignored people urged me to go and watch state-comp.
and although it has to be a 'yes' from me,
but u know, sometimes it gets difficult when your feet are especially, and unexpectedly,
reluctant.

then i decide, my mind divided into 2 parts now.
one of it decide to take in those urgings,
and the other part took over and buried the previous thought,
and, subconsciously as ever, I remained.

compromise between 2 thoughts, first one deadly, the other even more deadly.

sorry if you didn't get to see me.
and even a double time sorry if you didn't get to have a chance to look at me in full U, which I wouldn't have the slightest interest to let you scrutinize on.

and another part somehow wished that I would go, at least my ass up,
but head down.

instead,
I went out, i mean, apparently, I ended up in Kajang, surveying my future home there.
and there along the way, on the silver way my father kept nagging at me,
hey, you know? 700 thousand, it's not that real easy.
and though, I know, but it wouldn't just fit in my mind, for always.

and as i went back, another moment I ended up in shin's house, i mean, lounge(?)
and, ghostly as ever,
I got my skull, no, i mean, hair -
-cut
and it was, okay to the side of it.

meanwhile some guests reached my house when I finally got back to house with my quite-noticeable paces. and there all inmachos were playing mahjong, I knew quite clearly that I wouldn't have been zombie, finding a vacant and sit and rot and lose soul with few meats around pong-ing, gong-ing, and eating (seik-wu).

tv screens on.
and I watched past my sis' head to the screen.
a documentary as my mind wandered that directionlessly.
particularly, a plane appeared in the screen, showing some I-dunno-what series of event in it.
but that plane reminded me something quite as miscellanously.

misc but apparently i got it locked in mind as i remembered, memory dug.
i remembered my brother got an inscentive trip to taiwan.
taiwan u know? and forget bout it, and i dunno:
for unknown's sake he captured all-but-still-unknown,
empty-as-zero pictures on the plane, by the pane, to the (?) err..
and i hesitate for the word, WINGS?
and i was what for a?
huh?
hmm...

but well have a look, above clouds,
where I (god) sleep,
calmly as ever.

now guys, though you don't really get the chance to see me today,
and as to fulfill your bewildering disappointment,
and anxiousity and discouragement and mostly as ever,
depression,
ok, well, look at my bed,
i mean all in toto: my bedroom,
it doesn't mean 'vast', but boundless should suit better.

and, excuse me,
i, i mean, my brother, he didn't simply mean to take these photos of the above-clouds,-
wait, i mean, of my BED(s) this grayishly. I DO wash my bed(s) frequently that you couldn't possibly make a measure of the frequency.
but in fact, that was all because of the (as to physic theory) err.. (and sandra would complain *there you go again gor...*) so i stop with those IRRITATING-TO-YOUR-HORMONES theories. but instead, the fact is that the window, and due to several defined or undefined circumstances, that does the effect.
crap.

and, back to the reality here,

had you ever seen a recycle bin in taiwan?

well-educated people seem to choose living at taiwan,
and this is much due to the going-to-exticnt wisdom they are having.

or, a mailbox?

well, don't get overwhelmed by their intelligence in the sense of, er.. art.
being this diagonal isn't that easy.
and would you put some letters in it,
i bet the postman would ignore it,
and if i were the postman,
your letters will be sent in opened condition.

and these were all of craps,
all are miscellaneous,
just that,
but, my bedroom couldn't be miscellaneous!
because it's mine,
and of course, it's God's.

hedonist

2009-04-25T22:26:00.001+08:00

i want peace, of all my mind like a lunar evading... ugh.

and it is best if 1 more week is needed to finish up eclipse..

and, start maddening the atmosphere around me with breaking dawn.

and later those come out and bite,
flesh and blood scatter apart.
like a ghostly apparition of oneself.
stuck in midair,
lurching forth and back through creepy scourge.

i don wan to be an immortal,
but, after all,
a hedonist, i suppose.

-Fire and Ice-

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

-Robert Frost-

P.M.S.

2009-04-21T21:55:00.001+08:00

take . note .
the PMS here doesn't, and ever as it supposed would mean 'pre-menstrual-syndrome'.
don't get it wrong,
that is one syndrome I am suffering from, right now, though.

Praise-Meyer-Syndrome

There are moments of pleasure and maddening idiotic while, flipping the page like crazy ever, which you WON'T reckon yourself to look at.

Addicted to her writings, her words, her sentences and of every single comma, full stop, hyphen, etc in those pages, which overwhelm my brain, flushed in INHUMAN thoughts all the way round, and as absentmindedly and nightmare.. Oh! NIGHTMARE! Am I or am I not entering the filthy bloodsucker's thing or the pack of smelly dogs thing that all echoed and stunned every part of me.

Like storm would never ever halt.

And I am waiting for the ribbon to touch the chess. Mind the cover pages.

I am not a sane now. I mean, currently, though let's pray I would back in a human's status, as original and the way you guys insist so - HOT.

hustle bustle

2009-04-15T17:43:00.001+08:00

busy busy busy!!

thought there's a training today... but all of an Earth sudden canceled because of the science challenge.. shin a... lose liao admit lar...

choir, and why would i ever join something like that, expose my throat? dry... hope it wont get sore on 28. wish i would get out of bass and get into tenor, i don wan my voice to be so
out"stand"ing..

and there was the stupid st john meeting, yeah. st john, i couldn't find the right word that would suit this meeting, coz it was like, blah!
boon, i wasn't sure if the spiral thing i taught the recruits was correct or not.. ono, comon, humor sikit lar... sure la sure la, but it was according to our previous board's brothers..
and i really wasn't sure that if they were right.

when would the costume really arrive, without that, we would all sing nakedly.xD

god. the chinese society thing is really killing, my cells in every part of my body.
wholely, the shirt thing and the meetings, members grumbling that innocent look. makes people tighten fists.
particularly, the chinese chess competition.
AJK pertandingan, kononnya..
i would need assistance, anyway, if i need, i would tell, don get worried if i'm goin to hide that, not telling u, but whenever mistakes or blames fall, on your head please.

that was a series, parallel one.

4th dimension

2009-04-13T20:18:00.002+08:00

Space, where there is a space, I might seek a vacant seat for myself. Drizzles bark into rain, transform the sky into eternity black, space hidden. Leaves chafed with wind howling across empty street. Dusts circulate, and eventually, lie motionlessly in lungs, where the last hint of heartbeat quotes. Oxygen isn't supportive, had it risen to a substance that tears throats without damaging the jaw. Fists clenched, like clouds humorously consume the brightness, fade. Eyes turn dark, iris speaks, into the desolate air. Wind continues howling, roaring deaf. Had it arisen the anger, in whoever might unleash, with unbeatable eagerness.

Action than speak.

My weight, abrasively, ungraciously, bombarded the space where empty's still hadn't been found, yet, another comet rose, in the corner of one corner-vision of the clouds' formation. Tightly but uneven, like freckles too much on a face. Was it a burden but no more than a sight nor reaction could stop right away, stop many few miles away where realization still had not fell on pulse yet.

A cloud diminished, right when where my eyes fixed tightly on the position it shouldn't have been.

Rows of distance that might have seemed too far away from sight, where an indistinct movement of the instant could I hardly still seem manageable to capture. Hardly as possible for myself to regain the fluidity in my movement, even though as still as statue, dying with mosses and ferns, encapsulating a breeze of horror, numbness, death.

I wish someday in days that rely upon, my feet would no long entangle, like kids on their knees. I might stumble along, way too idiotic to be said, but at least I got my manner up the normal acceptable rate, most probably.

And when a hole reopens in its least will would it be, without any hesitation would take my decision to flush and dissolve. Jump. Is all I could, stopping every single motion on my body that may cause disturbance to the might-be-superstitious eventual thought, but breathe will go on.

As long I got my ankle dis-dislocated, I would jump, falling into another dimension, as the fourth should've be its name, where I will no longer have to face, YOU, at all.

currently hyperventilating.

2009-04-12T15:20:00.001+08:00

I can't have enough oxygen lately. I am really kinda suffering from vampires, werewolves and humans stuffs. It all come so quick, dissolve right into my subconscious mind. Turning and flipping every single sheet like a mad fellow that had escaped out of mental hospital. And what in return was that,
NOW,
She was so depressed, so desperate,
that wolf didn't come to her at beach of La Push,
most of all,
the vegetarian vampire trashed her,
at least with that melodic, angelic voice,
and she leaped,
down the high cliff,
to the dark water,

surprising, huh?

I saw flashes of golden eyes,
staring blankly at me,
in their long train of thoughts.

Mad, don't call me worm.

Boiling point

2009-04-11T07:29:00.002+08:00

awakened at 4.30 a.m.

and it was, damn freezing cold, outside of my body,
as well as inside me.

I can't resist the icy breeze, I was too weak.
And, I can't sleep.

I shook like an idiot.

Now the sun had risen.
The breeze lessens.
Now.
Another day to go.

I try not to be deceitful.
But I am.

Now the fever tends to recede.
A LITTLE BY LITTLE.
Every single second I drown in dizziness.
I can't manage to not holding my stomach to expel the shitty flu.

at least I am conscious.
I won't die that fast.
The world needs me.

Whatever the consequences are,
I am hungry right now,
ever since 48 hours without nutrients,
my phloem is rotting,
I will not allow that,
I NEED FOOD.

ZzzzzzzZzzzzzzZzzzzzz

I barely breathe

2009-04-10T10:38:00.002+08:00

My blog was one-day in-updated.
Thanks to the heat which circulates in me.
My forehead grew some wrinkles, unbelievable.
I hardly search for energy to press on the keyboard, which seems so solid to me right now.
My nasal is blocked.

I knew it wouldn't affect these days.
but it did.
and at school, in my class,
people would do nothing, but give me a weird glance with blank thought.

I felt,
miserable,
I couldn't sleep whole night,
I hardly closed my eyes.
I need some drugs,
that would positively inject into me,
I must reincarnate.

The blanket wasn't thick enough,
to repel the icebergs in me.

I got fever,
I need panadolS..
I need her. At my side,
even though,
I know that much,
I am definitely,
a selfish person.

You kick me.
Into the hazardous,
doomed flame,
that causes me sick.

I wished someone could suck the heat outta me.
I don't want to die,
moreover,
If a dreamless night were to come,
I would say,
"I need you."

p/s: I wasn't emo, just wondering would I recover from this deadly fever,
or else,
wouldn't, at all.

changeable

2009-04-08T20:27:00.002+08:00

the plan was changed, the date, the day, the time, possibly? or not.

To go and see stars, which was much available for now, it would take some hesitation in it.
I wanted to, but if they were not, it will probably pull my throat out.

The physics book stared at me, the bio, as well. I could not help but think if there's a way for I might, manage to flip that deadly front cover, persuading and corrupting my mind, with formulas and devilish cells.

My mind was separated into two now, left and right, and PHYSICally, it would be according to the darn Fleming's left hand rule. N and S.

Whatever.

Plans are changeable. And I manage to smile now.
Ever.

*clear throat*
If only, five of you, would clear minds like how I clear my throat, and if it were possible, please,
kindly,
considerately,

WRITE UR NAME,
PAY THE FEE,
AND GO,
AND WATCH,

mostly, enjoy the scenery,
because it does not last long.

twinkle twinkle lil' stars...

2009-04-07T21:16:00.002+08:00

physics...

*projector flashes*

a
s
t
r
o
n
o
m
y

kuala selangor..

I wonder, if they want to go,

or most probably,

NO.

IT APPEARED THAT THE ANSWER IS QUITE CLEAR NOW.
definitely, they forced me to take something in..
laughter inhales,
tears exhale,
mind explodes.
Wounds cured.

Did I dissolve, in that massive disappointment, certainly a knot I would never, never untie.

I look at the sky. I wish something would happen.
Coming Thursday,
Please, I beg you,
so sincere that I never needed to,
please...

rain with all Your might.

then the scope would be blocked,
then it would be...
errr..
I don't hesitate usually, for an answer to this...

err..
then it would be..
err.....
FAIR & JUST.

I nodded along with my quote.

You need a 'twinkle x2 lil' stars, how I... blah blah blah' lullaby to make that wish comes true.
and, please repeat 3 times,
and eventually,
it works.

when clouds gone...

2009-04-06T19:59:00.002+08:00

'Hold.' She muttered when I tried the best of my strength to pull the pair of hands that seemed so supportive, under the ocean, I barely gasped for air, as I had finally managed to hold it firmly with all my might. My reluctance broke off, into pieces, and it eventually turned to something strong, which contributed to my entangling inner defense against the weakness of myself, which had past, and gone, long after the blood bath came to a full stop.

It did not manage to hold me from the ocean as the buoyant seemed pulling me down as the opposite way it should have. Struggling from the depth and darkness that seemed pulling me down, sinking downwards with a momentum much vigorous than I had ever imagined. I wished I could give up but the hands held, still and firm enough to support me in mid-depth, I supposed I shall let it go, I did not want another sacrifice. I did not want them to acknowledge my selfishness. Through effervescence that were too massive to ever be described, I roared as it pulled, sucked, tightened and stiffened my body throughout every single corner of my nerves, pulses and bloods.

My thoughts bubbled away with the strong current that was seemingly calming down right now. It happened that the time appeared to freeze.

I saw angels. Smiling my favourite smile with the most perfect curves on each of them, I wandered about my thought.

It appeared to be so vivid. So strong, so unbelievable.

My feet loosened. The undercurrents could no longer entangle me from any movement, anymore. It eventually, faded.

I saw hope. I saw lights flashing an instant command of the vista of the great heaven, smiling at me, so warm that I could not even resist to look, to feel, to be stunned at that very moment I could barely realise what had happened. My mind blank, as it went so blank that even myself could not take a measure of the depth of numbness in me, my hands reached upwards involuntarily, broke over the currents.

Pairs of hands, reaching towards me, aura of blessedness flushed over my brain, it no longer stayed in its fragile condition, it eventually, regained its original rigidity.

Few millimeters more, then I could really hold, grip those translucent, enigmatic, smiling hands and never ever release again. It was a betrayal to myself. I chose death, but it did not choose me, I sighed, with relief, from anger, from disappointment, from fatigue, from wounds in hearts, from the sense of urgency in my pulses, and, from the stunned bloods that once a long time that had flown in the streams in me, from numbness, my fate changed. In its most inaudible rate I could have felt.

My iris felt at an instant when hands touched. I felt it. Sweats and tears flee.

The fountain arose. From where my head tilt upwards and extended till my feet unleashed abrasively. I shook. Water evaporated. Warmth covered me thoroughly.

I managed to breath now, no longer gasping but deeply enhancing my trachea. At least, right now, I breath with lungs.

Seconds ticked by, I recognized who they were. In the middle of them, where about a natural centre of the circle that covered me. Dried eyes embellished by the flashy golden reflection by the sunlight.

The angels, I told myself. They saved me, from the lust of death, from the depression under the ravine. My spine straightened.

I saluted.

AND, I was alive, because of you all.

WHEN CLOUDS GONE, I saw the sun, I saw the light, from heaven, extended to the boundless meadow, when sobbings gone, I saw you, and you, and all of you, who reached your hands to me. Who alarmed me from death that would come by.

Our eyes burned in contact.

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You modified me, from evils, Sandra. And I did not know how to say thanks.

flammable mommy,

xiau wei,

MIC,

Zunzen,

and MOSTLY,

SANDRA CHEAH.

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Love is impenetratable.
And when I fell, I would remember the sunshine YOU guys had given me.
I would remember those words, trying so difficultly to immerse within my heart, and mind.
It makes sense, it makes me cry.

Cry, indeed, not any form of depression and anger,
But, a whole lot of residue, from gratitudes, and caring, and mostly,
LOVE.

Love is impenetratable.

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The waves calmed. On the surface of the infinite ocean, the sky smiled hugely as ever.

Your smile, was definitely, one-hundred-and-one-percent-ly not going to fade, as long as we exist......

WHY AM I EXISTING?
I've been searching and seeking the answer,
at last, I fulfilled my demand for it....

WHY AM I EXISTING?

Because, you exist, and I, as well.

Complications of existence.

2009-04-05T14:09:00.007+08:00

Yesterday

First hint of daylight, I woke up furiously. With the engine roared to life and accelerating inside me, I jumped down from my bed and whacked the alarm clocked into a billion pieces. There the mist eventually scattered off.

Without much thought, I bumped against the cupboard and sucked 2 jerseys and a pants out. Hurriedly ever I ran down the stairs five steps in one, I changed my outfits quickest I could. The vitamins invaded my veins as the sunlight poured over me thoroughly. A cup of coffee was too aromatic to be included in my breakfast, and the smell of it simply woke me up to full consciousness.

I washed the cup without looking at it. The sun was welcoming. I'd rather go out and jump around with the very-most humiliating manner. But I behaved well and jumped onto my bicycle after closing the front door. I flied on the streets to his house.

*fast-forward*

Sweaty heads, one by one counted on each of every single one of us on the court. The clouds were uneven. We started murmured among five of us, and later we went to a place where people would most probably shout to the, most preferably known as 'waiters', 'cooks' or... Morning sounds, that interrupting.

Roti tisu, you MUST NOT wipe your oily mouths with tissue as it already was.

***********************************************************************************************************************

Later we guys decided on 'Knowing'; seriously, did I look below thirteen? I gasped and glared with all my might when that typical receptionist looked at me doubtfully.

And, I bought sushi. Not much but it cost severely.

The man teared the tickets and we entered and swaggered along the way into the freezing hall 4. The commercials had ended as we entered. We sat and concentrated in two hours, but some murmurs can't be avoided. I tried best to ignore some un-silent-ed phone calls few paces behind me. The show's ended. Great.

If it were to knock our earth that simple, WHY AM I EXISTING.

Well, every single one of us does exist for a respective reason. We don't get to deny, but mostly we find hard to search for the reason of existence. Of ourselves, we do not especially know, though.

WHY AM I EXISTING? It appeared to be a nonstop repetition lurching forth and back in the very core of my mind without any single sign of halt. If I were back into months ago, maybe I would have the ability to make my existence more valuable, or reasonable. Though time won't rewind. It lures my anger with this very proven statement which irritate my space of thinking all the time I tried so hard, so hard to concentrate, but it always seemed totally useless.

I'd had a prophecy of my own. The inky future forever blinded by thick fog. I do not know where I'm going to.

WHY AM I EXISTING? I could never, never find an arch on the way along with this irritating repetition deep inside my skull. I'd never regain any fluidity to my movement. I was numb by the deadly prophecy and my very presence among thousands, millions and billions of populations on anywhere else on Earth.

WHY AM I EXISTING? I would have been to tired and eventually dizzy. I stumbled on ground. Thousands of deep, severe slashes and cuts turn more vivid than I could have imagined. My organs were burned. I, myself was burned, in flames, even though I still, yet, do not know whether how deep the flame could direct into the degrees of my weak, fragile body.

WHY AM I EXISTING? Even though, even though, all people in this world do not even care whether to look at me with the most awful glance, after all.

WHY AM I EXISTING? I am definitely mad, by right. What am I supposed to do. God, why did You create me. I am no more than a bucket of overfilled sand: as the bucket burst into cracks on its feature, the sand would puncture through the holes, and finally back to the beach, to its origin. Am I supposed to end up in such way too? Every brain cell of mine had insisted so. My contents were absolutely overfilled right now, my skin is just what I'm acting so far, the contents start to spill, eventually, I'd lost everything, in me, or out of me, or whatever it is, it does not make a difference, anymore.

WHY AM I EXISTING? I sigh as the last drop of my contents turn into flashy fluid that evaporate up high. And when I saw them gather, mix, reflect perfectly at the angle where the heavenly light God shows to me as a sign of the very end. I could barely feel my breath that starts to become more, and more, inaudible.

WHY AM I REALLY EXISTING?? I demand an answer for it, even the very single grubby part of myself scatters about the pestilential atmosphere, surrounding my rotting figure second by second.

I don't function anymore. I could not move. I lie helplessly on the smooth ground. It turns to water and hurricane comes by.

I close my eyes. Even the last interval of my inhale and exhale still gasp the way they always did in the past, I am still pretending as if nothing had happened. I could not find anymore feelings that could have been worse than this, ever.

I was flushed down the deep, deep typhoon of hurricanes into every single part of my nerves. The end of world like in 'Knowing', as long as that, I could also direct a movie about, the end of myself, in me.

I could not find any defined answer for that question anymore. Because, I'm not existing anymore, finally accomplished what I've really begging for.

Beneath the deepest part of the ocean, the hurricanes calmed. But I did not resurface. Because my will, my mind had forbidden me to breath anymore.

WHY AM I EXISTING? I don't know. And I don't especially understand what am I.

My eyes closed. My breathing and pulse stopped right by the second I could not realise, at all.

Who knows? God might, I was finally free from the long train of thoughts. Yes, I do exist when another pair of Adam and Eve start another whole new world for me.

one thousand..

2009-04-02T19:58:00.000+08:00

i didn't notice at all until i looked over the chatbox..

and beneath it, something had slightly delighted me... the counter..

it was kinda relief.. 1000 people watched, or, passed by, or, accidentally pressed on the link and let out an angry groan.. i dono who are they, but i bet there are people who did, well, i've not much of energy to laugh, or even, chuckle..

at least, first time ever i switched on the cpu and sat in front of the screen, with numb face, I smiled. Did anyone see me smile delightfully ever before, If YOU did, i bet u are struggling from hysteria right now.. At least, at least, don't get hyperventilating when you had seen the counter filled with 4 digits.. it was not suprising, AT ALL.

blah blah blah!

2009-04-02T19:28:00.003+08:00

the air was hot and i'd rather stop breathing...

i've watched the korean movie i had downloaded on the net.. and ok.. funny.. more of it, sarcastic..

I told myself:

Because there ain't no such miracle will happen in love, we can't deny and pretend that we don't know how to spell "r-e-a-l-i-t-y", and when another 5-alphabets-word came and banged into it, and then it eventually completed the puzzle. And that word, "c-r-u-e-l", i forced my eyes closed.

......
*yawn*

p/s: The most-very-best-ever regard(s) to Yee Tin, and, and, and, tears will not evaporate until you see the sun shine. And i promised, the shade will finally over, and ALL of us, would be able to join your laughter, again, soon, really soon. I bet, though.

april fool.

2009-03-31T19:07:00.002+08:00

holy afternoon i was get roared to a flash of instant deafness.

as i "banged" the door behind me, and everything went blank just right in my head as the anger occasionally unleashed.. in me..

i definitely can feel the awful glare few feet behind me where she stood by.
and there the stillness i remained sucked piles of hesitations into my dizzy mind..

It almost killed me; i need a place, where no one could have been,
but, world's too small.

ugh.

2009-03-29T14:05:00.000+08:00

and im telling u right now,

im seriously rotting...

my flesh is rotting..

my blood is evaporating...

my mind is vanishing...

my organs are exploding...

so, don talk to me..

or else im so gonna pull u with me and eventually,

die together.

R-A-I-N

2009-03-24T19:34:00.002+08:00

and another clumsy day today was..

teachers were too busy setting the tents with the KRS on the field, esp mr. gopal, ramesh and most of all, i reckon u guys to come my skul and search for the great mr. yatim, who had a white adidas sweater and white trackbottom perfectly embellished his thin figure... and my eyes narrowed, being rolled around at all degrees simply by his overwhelming look... =p

and the sky darkened at a flash moment... most students somewhat hoped it will be a heavy downpour so the heats day will be postponed, once more...

and...
BINGO. it rained. and before it did... the prefect annouced so everyone got back to class respectively... and so someone told me something like dis... right on the field...

"mr. chin was definitely a weather forecaster, definitely" he pointed this out with confirmed look.

and.. i couldnt help but stop with a sigh of relief..
darn, how is tomorrow if it rains too, and thursday..
god, my PJ..

dying of chinese results....

2009-03-23T21:12:00.002+08:00

i got the result, and before all my 'comrades' could barely take a slight look on it, I've teared it into million of particles...

it is chinese languange.. and the marks i obtained... so severe that it was totally out of the range where i supposedly belong to.... and my mind went blank and the first sight was thrown..

sigh.. i wonder.. whom did the fault belong to? the no-essay format of the paper? the insanity of the teacher? or, mostly and clearly... mine?

it got even saddened for me to get my add maths result when it reminds me of doing those holiday works till my hand eventually filled with bruises...

and... it eventually cheered me a LITTLE BIT as it reminds me that tmr is goin to be a free day... heats day ya? got free hour.. why not?

U.K or U.S.A?

2009-03-21T10:52:00.001+08:00

just got a little mail about something quite.. err... nice to do while you are too bored..

Realize or realise?

I have this impression that American orthography started to differ slightly from the British spelling because the emigrants sort of started from a clean table in their writing, and spelling grew closer to pronunciation. Americans write 'realize', 'organize', 'Elizabeth', while Brits write 'realise', 'organise', 'Elisabeth': when said aloud, the words have a voiced sibilant, hence the ’z’ instead of ’s’.

Also vice versa. The clearly sounding ’r’ in American pronunciation in words like ’word’, ’bird’, ’are’, should, according to my knowledge, derive from the same liaison between speaking and writing: because it is written, it can also be heard. The audible ’r’ is a kind of relic that has worn off from the British pronunciation.

Is this so?

and U.K. spells Elizabeth as 'Elisabeth' ?? @@

awkward ...

so sick

2009-03-21T10:37:00.002+08:00

jus got a new book from popular 2 days ago.. twilight stephenie meyer

and it was like... supehhh idiotic while reading it sambil doin some real big business in toilet... ewhh.. this book is (?!) about a stupid vampire fell in love with a stupid ordinary girl and i somehow reckon myself to read it b4 sleeping..... at least 1 chapter lar.. if not my mom so gonna *vulgar* me that i waste her $$ jus to , i mean embellishing the house with that pretty book cover instead of reading it like a WORM.....

the stupid tuition was damn sick.... borinnnn la... 2 hours long with an old man.. i mean, an old artist from hollywood... retired. RM105 with him... research writing... crap lar.... and so many books.... esp... quizes... wtheck. he gives that many quiz and yet still dare to act in front of us.... *take 1*

*good take*

school so gonna reopen in few hours time... and we so gonna face intervensi 2.. and most of all... our ujian selaras result.. stop mumbling about add maths =p and.. and.. and... partially, our intervensi 1 results were not fully out yet...

beyond the distant clear and blue sky.. I somewhat could foresee the black, ugly, evil hell right in front of me yet i still continue my life in this miserable, desperate way... what lar. = = crap like an idiot...

im sick of school life.... examsss..

barry & stuart

2009-03-17T22:38:00.005+08:00

and here it is... been a LONG time that i left my blog away...
sry ya xD

and i went to the Barry & Stuart comedian-magician show at KL Pacs at saturday... and dai lou kian pooi just gave me some pics... too bad just a little.. and fine..

kian pooi... *u inspire me to write a song* (from you-know-who-the-foreign-little-girl) insane man!! *huh?! i don get it.. im goin up* *slap*

wake up la dai lou...

=.="

and fine.. we watched the show
it was like so funny, so entertaining.. the 2 magicians were so cool, funny !! they rox!! bowling ball came up all of a sudden... supermario... hahaxD

and these are a little pics... since we were not allowed to bring camera.. and phone was the onli thing we could use.. and STRICTLY NO photographs during show... darn..

enjoy... thx kian pooi... bharathi is so gonna freak u during the next class after skul reopens.. hehexD

kian pooi dai lou, 8wah.... *8wah wtheck u're laughing??*

me, dailou, 8wah, shin
*gentlemen.............................lol xD*

jiayang, dailou
*hey jiayang... whr are u pointing at?? could it be.... ouch.... don hit me... xD*

dailou, me, mun chong, bear, shin
*sad... and they forced me to smile!! bear.. stop showing ur teeth, and, shin... y the heck are u showing that silly face harh?!?!* xD

8wah, me, bear, dailou
*err... i wonder whr was 8wah's neck xD, drink more milk la.. and stupid shin took this photo.. kinda artistic, ya? indeed, we're all in an art exhibition centre lol *

*stand* sean, jonathan, mun chong, me, shin, shi hao, bear, kok man, julian, seck wei
*squat* 8wah, tong lai(down), jan jhin(top), yousheng a.k.a sifu, kin joe, jiayang, boeY
*we're a big big family, though its small... darn.. tong lai stop acting cool okay? hahaxD*

shin, me
*and who the heck suggested that we took that stupid female toilet as the background?! duh!!*

8wah, dailou
*romantic ya?? so many loveS behind... and 8wah.. pls la.. stop that FAKE smile.. *

"ghost shadow", dailou and me
*where the hell are u pointing at? and can u guys feel my height?! im ON TOP of the tower!! xD*
*the shadow was kinda scary, wasn't it?*xD

dailou and me (once more)
*shin i warn u... stop being artistic...*

dailou and me (once more again)

*stop forcing me into the pic, it eventually spoils ur image...
coz..
COZ IM HERE!!*

hot isn't it?? xD

EL

2009-03-09T20:28:00.001+08:00

there again, the literature in english.. but anyway, lets see if i can have enough time for it, or not.

i will conquer it, definitely.

hope its not a joke, at least, a serious joke.

anything la.

watashiwa...

2009-03-06T19:12:00.002+08:00

6th March 2009....

the same date in 17 years ago... *flashback*
*baby cries*
--the conversation between the doctor and the daddy in hospital--
doctor: D Daddy: d

D: *shook his head*
d: *looked shock*
D: sir, im sorry...
d: what?! how was my wife????!
D: she's okay, just fine, but... but--
d: but what?! tell !!! tell lar u ^!#%!^#!!
D: the product...
d: what product?!
D: after that night when u're having sports with her....
d: then?! what was the product?!
D: please prepare... mentally.. u so gonna faint right on this spot after u hear it..
d: *hold breath* ok.. ok.. tell me... slowly.. not too direct..
D: ok. erm...
d: erm what lar?! not so indirect la stupid!!
D: *sigh*
d: what shape?!
D: erm--
d: apple? guava? durian?
D: no.
d: water bottle? tupperware?
D: *shook his head*
d: what larh?! animal a?!
D: quite so..
d: dog? cat?
D: *shook again*
d: lion? whale? elephant?!
D: *again*
d: bird? dinosaur? lizard? cockroach??!!
D: no la... jus...
d: jus what?!
D: err....
d: err what?! bear a?!??!?!??! BEAR???!!??!!
D: *stare blankly*
d: *hysteria*
D: *try his best to NOD*

--THE END---

enuf crapping these shits for now... and, by the way,
YAP CHUIN CHI!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!

OTAKU OTAKU!!

watashiwa, e-sis-to-sis... (how to spell a?? =.='')

p/s: best regards from: (your family member)

and, this picture is strictly prohibited for children and people under 18 years old to see, touch or eat... xD

chemistry

2009-03-03T21:17:00.003+08:00

i went tuition at 4.30 till 6 today. chemistry.
and the tutor wanted us to prepare alcohol based on form 5 chapter 2 : Carbon Compound..
to prepare alcohol, u will need:
-anything that contains glucose (preferably sweet fruits, rice, etc.)
-yeast

and that's what produces alcohol - one of the homologous series of hydrocarbons.

and, and, and,
alcohol substances are organic, and most importantly,
FLAMMABLE.

Dear flammable mummy,

wish your dreams come true,
wish you pass SPM with flying and burning colors,
wish you all the best in ur last year of school (probably),
wish you and all ur frens and family a wonderful life,
And, whatever it is,
ur son is here,
i mean,
HOT son,
and ur HOT daughter,
sandWa too..
oops, spelled wrong =p don angry ya sandRa...
and,
lastly,
finally,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! =D

precautions of experiment:
1. DO NOT burn the solution.
2. DO NOT burn the solution.
3. DO NOT burn the solution.
4. DO NOT burn the solution.
5. DO NOT burn the solution.

precautions to mummy,

DO NOT EVER EVER EVER, EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER GO PETROL STATION IF YOU DON'T WANT EVERYBODY TO HAVE 3RD DEGREE BURN!!
I MEAN IT!! SERIOUSLY......

and to those who wish to refill your cars' petrol, please KINDLY, i beg u... go and refill your cars when mummy's sleeping, or eating, etc.

xD

p/s: mummy~~ happy birthday ya~~ be mature since u're 17 already... muacksss :D
best regards from 6AC, mostly ME.

and seriously, do not go petrol station.
coz u're flammable. and i guess u are unable to eat ur cake, coz u burn everything. the candle and the creams and... oopss.. not too much creams ya? for fitness's sake (that's why i am ur coach too !!). xD

love u~!! u deserve a big hug from sandra and i~ *HUG*~

GOOD for u

2009-03-03T19:56:00.002+08:00

everyone in our skul seemed somehow not bothered about the coming ujian selaras at all. It is tomorrow. So unusual, it starts right after intervensi.

my nilam, are not finished yet. and i wonder why the skul gave so many collar pins away to students who wrote, i mean, copied so many nilams? stupid is it? not that i didnt get it and i jealous of that, its just that stupid. Stupid students go waste so much ink and wrote so many words for the pandangan and sinopsis column and go flip thru the stupid dictionary for unknown words... then so stupid, go get a stupid collar pin, which the stupid skul is kinda PROUD of it, and go make poke and freaking spoil their stupid uniform collar. somemore only one side. so stupid and make it imbalance from left to right. and walk like a stupid zombie stick to the weight of the collar pin side. and then knock to the wall. then die straight. stupid.

1 more new tuition on friday, english, follow frens punya. but seems okay with it. he teaches out of syllabus.. ok larh..
supposedly, 1 more extra tuition class for the most stupid subject ever ---- Sejarah.
I AM ENOUGH WITH IT.

and everytime when i closed a book, especially sejarah and biology, close my eyes and starts taking deep breath. Havnt even exhale the carbon dioxide(s), and those ADULTS start to imitate "I'm Not Stupid 1", Terry's mom's voice: "Its for your own G-O-O-D."

anything la...

2009-03-01T15:06:00.002+08:00

the morning ever since i washed my face thoroughly. one image happened to wash up my brain.

and i never noticed that one single yellow dot stood on my right cheek..

coz all the time, even till now.
i was thinking partially,
about exam. oh!
exam..
it seems to echo around wherever i am.

and i looked for the biology reference book.
the moment i flipped 1 page over.
and i was like..

WHAT FOR?!

debate-------

2009-02-26T17:50:00.002+08:00

still remember last year when shan kai and i went for the chinese debate competition in SJK(C) Zhong Guo.. (forgive me for spelling it WRONG) =.="

and we trained for that for like a month.. oh seriously.. 1 month.. how could 6 of us did that? gosh spending 1 month but not even a consolation returned. ok, well. we were shot killed by SMK Sri Sentosa. they conquered us, with 4 pairs of lips.

now the new year came. another round of chinese debate came. i wonder whether shan kai will be interested or not.. mayb, mayb not. wadever. duh..

i was hoping we've got talented juniors.. but however, we have a good and TALENTED leader this year.. oh yes.. she joined debate ever since she was form 1. primary skul? i don think so..

but then... 1 more day for intervensi.. and whatever it is.. our class was still that NOISY.. bully the new teacher, and the old's bully us. not at all.

alas our first aid room has our personal lights and fan switch now.. and i guess zheng kang's year wont be awful like yesteryear which me, jun bin, boon tek and emo-king got to sleep overnight at that stuffy and narrow condition... last but not least. DARK. at least, we've got Cat's Eye (singular) xD

and now i think of skul again.. all in my mind, bubbling around was boring, boring, boring...

boring.

intervennnnnnnnnnsi

2009-02-25T19:50:00.002+08:00

got my 2nd day of intervensi jus OVER...

and... add maths.. i don wonder at which corner of the kementerian did the mr.penggubal gubal-ed that paper.. and i was like damn hate him, or her, anything.

cant blog yesterday night as i planned to coz my modem sot sot ady... and my bro so pro. go and fix using the electric wire... *buzz*

the lucky thing of all unluckies.. i got some nice dinner.. and fine. go sleep earlier.. forget everything. i mean, EVERYthing. well, not including her.

but i forgot something... now i remember.. i slept b4 dinner.. and now . how am i goin to sleep?!

duh!

decisions.

2009-02-21T15:15:00.004+08:00

i did something really wrong today...

i knew i should not have hurt her that much..
i knew how much tears she fell for me...
i did not want to hurt her like dat...
just that, i was too stressed..
and, i did not know what to do...
when i found u crying..
just in front of me

u never need to say sorry to me..
i never had blame u..
i took all the blame..
just because... for once...
i want to be selfish... not letting u to take any single drop of blame..
u are my everything...

perhaps.. i've seen too many movies..
a guy chases after a girl after hurting her feeling..
but i had never seen any movies that a girl chases after a guy...
either after hurting him, or being hurt, very deeply.
i was halfway on the main road... jus metres away from u..
but i could feel the big gap between us..
perhaps, a million miles..
that was far away from the distance that i could touch u,
that i could hug u tightly,
not letting u go,
and tell u that: "dear,
i'm sorry,
I
LOVE
YOU.

intervensi...

2009-02-20T18:35:00.002+08:00

just went back from leisure mall, kinda bored coz watched a boring movie for like one hour and half..... as usual... crowded toilet.. sien...

and while got back to house.. took out the rubix's cube and freaking forgot the algorithm..

and got to sms her.. but still... bored.. till now she has not reply me yet..

bored...

and when it's that darn boring.. it reminds me of something.. something real BORING freaking flooded my mind.. it once more reminds me of intervensi, again..

and so.. how to spell inter-ven-si? someone tell me?

perhaps... inter-ven-sy? intervancy? intervency?
i jus don freaking know...
perhaps... i jus don wan to know...
tomorrow is the cross country day... yet.. same place.. same people.. same thing...

mbs..
play up..
play up..
play- ---
u---
u----p----
up.

DARN.. bored >.<

sports season

2009-02-17T19:59:00.002+08:00

there we feel the renewed atmosphere of sweats again... its the sports season, i mean, AGAIN.

today was the 1st day of standard sports, or, sukan tara...
as USUAL.. ppl still ponteng, don even care about it.

the events held today were 100m run, and, long jump, thats all...

a SMALL school field of approx 200m a round, but 8 houses of students got to fill in it... squeezing each other... pushing each other... touching each other (p/s: weixing~ @@)

we st john members were supposed to duty... and it was like just few of us went for duty, becoz the skul was so tak puas that so many ppl goin for duty...

and ACCORDING to weixing, the members who will go for duty were according to SENIORITY... and these were the ppl: me, boon tek, brian, tien chee, weixing(not sure), joeh meng, devandran, cheng nam.... and adeline moo too... she was our skulmate but ORIGINALLY from KLCCD adult..

adeline, boon tek and i were to stand right CENTRE of the field.. so stupid okayh?! weixing freaking arranged that and he didnt even care that the UV lights will spoil my perfect skin!! (SSS-ing...) =p

and the stupid jun bin, kept hanging around us for that he's not even doing duty too.. somemore begged for duty hours.. how stupid he was... like clown, acting fun in front of us.. most importantly, his show was totally Free OF CHARGE! yeah.. and i dunno y... adeline was laughing and chuckling the whole afternoon...

and this was the funneh part today...
there was a real INSANE indian guy that came to us and claimed that he had kinda stomach ache.. we've seen that guy like several times ady... he went to me.. i mean, us.. asking for medicines... and we said that we didnt have any medicine for internal usage.. and this was the stupid idiotic part... he freaking claimed that we MUST do some kind of OPERATION on him.!! all of us were like wtheck?! and adeline was laughing like shit at that moment ady.. followed by boon tek, as if they eaten something wrong.. then that guy was so freaking busy body... i began to be impatient and next i handed him the savlon antiseptic cream and joked to him that he has to swallow that cream... and he freaking took that savlon and the freaking moment he first squeezed that container slightly.. all of us freaking stunned!! wtheck?!?!?! fortunately i took that away quickly if not we so gonna be shot by the mahkamah... and so it ends my life... no way.. hukuman gantung.. i cant stand it.. that guy was really an INSANE... belif me...

untitile

2009-02-15T20:25:00.003+08:00

first time in my life since im born to this world..

i cried for love..

i sobbed ..
......
under my pillow...
through the sorrow days and nights...
it was all because...
i miss u...
i hope..
i would have 48 hours a day...
if u are to sleep at 11
i will be aslept at 10.59.59
so i will never have a single millisecond,
without u, Cecilia...

love u, dear.

I know it right.

2009-02-14T23:34:00.002+08:00

Am I ALWAYS yours?

I know it right,

Meeting you was my fate,
Becoming your friend was a choice,
But falling in love with you,
I had no control over.

i knew i made you sad, i knew i made your tears fell uncontrollably,
but at least i knew one last thing,
it is that,

I LOVE U,
my dear.

p/s: hope you enjoy the last quarter of valentine's, and, and, and, winnie the pooh, as well.

time is eternity

2009-02-14T14:05:00.001+08:00

someone sent me a real nice phrase...

guys and girls, happy valentine's day.

Time is too slow for those who wait,
too swift for those who fear,
too long for those who grieve,
too short for those who rejoice,
but for those who love,
time is eternity.

if time can stop.

2009-02-14T11:31:00.004+08:00

if time can stop,
do we have to think all over again? what had bonded us together?

perhaps,
what made us together?

perhaps,
why? why are we together?

If you live to be a hundred,
I want to live to be a hundred minus one day,
so I never have to live without you.

love - undefinable.

2009-02-13T22:57:00.002+08:00

'The first time i ever saw you, i had a crush on you, that very moment i knew -- i love you, i need you in my life...'

crush, on someone who, delights me, cheers me up, shares with me, understands me, cares about me, misses me, thinks about me, and, and, and... loves me...

someone, hidden nowhere in one corner beyond the edge of world, makes my life worthwhile, I am fortunate to know you, as in millions of people, thousands of crowds, passing-by's of guys and girls on streets, couples of lovers holding hands at park,

at least,
at least,
at least,

I found you.

My heart is beating, two hundred times a minute,
Because my love,
You are in it.
The sound of your heartbeat
All through the night
We fall asleep,
And wake to the morning light,
For you had once more,
Tought me to love again...

Once I was a beautiful shell
Giving life to the creatures of the sea
Tides and time pounded on me, breaking me bit by bit

Then I was stuck nowhere to go...
The barnacles found a place to dwell
But Mother Ocean gave me a second chance

The tides washed me upon the shore
There I lay waiting in the sun, dull and chipped and ugly
Then, you came along and found me

The barnacles were picked, the sand washed off
You polished me up and brought out my luster...
I'm still chipped with imperfections
But you laid me out for everyone to see...
The beautiful colors inside me

Now I'm shiny with colors and gold
The tides have yet to see me grow old
With the tenderness and care you gave me
I am once again a beautiful shell

On Valentine's day, I think of you.
You're a person, who are dear,
How much you add to life's delight,
Whenever you are near.
You've been a worth company,
With you exist beside me,
Nothing much but pleasant, comfort,
You charmed me.
I am fortunate to know you.
I am fortunate to know you.
I am fortunate to know you.
I am fortunate to know you.
I am fortunate to know you.

Of golds, gems, emeralds, rubies, sapphires and silvers,
You, my diamond,
The rarest, the shiniest,
gleams and glows whenever i feel your existence,
You're in my thought,
Every day,
Every hour,
Every minute,
Every single second.
I care more than you know.
I adore more than you know.
I miss more than you know.
I think more than you know.
I love more than you know.
You're unique, my most special treasure that,
shines and blooms within my deep heart core.

Dear Cecilia,

I LOVE U,
happy Valentine's day.
*kiss*

Love-
-undefinable.

at least u smile, =)

2009-02-13T20:37:00.004+08:00

i was S-U-P-P-O-S-E-D to post this... coz the original person who posted this ordered so..

DO YOU EVER WONDER where we are headed...?

Why the sun lightens our hair,
but darkens our skin?

Why women can't put on mascara
with their mouth closed?

Why you don't ever see the headline:
'Psychic Wins Lottery'?

Why 'abbreviated' is such a long word?

Why Doctors call what they do 'practice'?

Why you have to click on 'Start'
to stop Windows 98?

Why lemon juice is made with artificial flavor, while dishwashing liquid is made with real lemons?

Why the man who invests all your money is called a 'Broker'?

Why there isn't mouse flavored cat food?

Who tastes dog food when it has a
'new & improved' flavor?

Why Noah didn't swat those two mosquitoes?

Why they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?

Why they don't make the whole plane out of the material used for the indestructible black box?

Why sheep don't shrink when it rains?

Why they are called apartments when
they are all stuck together?

If con is the opposite of pro,
is Congress the opposite of progress?

Why they call the airport 'the terminal'
if flying is so safe?

AND...

In case you need further proof that the human race is doomed because of stupidity, here are some actual label instructions on consumer goods.

On a Myer hairdryer:
'Do not use while sleeping'.
(Darn, and that's the only time I have to
work on my hair).

On a bag of Chips:
You could be a winner! No purchase necessary.
Details inside.
(The shoplifter special?)

On a bar of Palmolive soap:
'Directions: Use like regular soap'.
(And that would be how???)

On some frozen dinners:
'Serving suggestion: Defrost'.
(But, it's just a suggestion).

On Nanna's Tiramisu dessert
(printed on bottom):
'Do not turn upside down'.

(Well...duh, a bit late, huh)!

On Marks & Spencer Bread Pudding:
'Product will be hot after heating'.
(And you thought????...)

On packaging for a K-Mart iron:
'Do not iron clothes on body'.
(But wouldn't this save me more time?)

On Boot's Children Cough Medicine:
'Do not drive a car or operate machinery after
taking this medication'.
(We could do a lot to reduce the rate of construction accidents if we could just get those 5 year olds with
head colds off those forklifts.)

On Nytol Sleep Aid:
'Warning: May cause drowsiness'.
(And...I'm taking this because???)

On most brands of Christmas lights:
'For indoor or outdoor use only'.
(As opposed to...what?)

On a Japanese food processor:
'Not to be used for the other use'..
(Now, somebody out there, help me on this.
I'm a bit curious.)

On Nobby's peanuts:
'Warning: contains nuts'.
(Talk about a news flash!)

On an American Airlines packet of nuts:
'Instructions: Open packet, eat nuts'.
(Step 3: maybe, uh...fly Delta?)

I don't blame the company,
I blame the parents for this one:
On a child's superman costume:
'Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly'.

On a Swedish chainsaw:
'Do not attempt to stop chain with your
hands or genitals'.
(Was there a lot of this happening somewhere?)

Now that you've smiled at least once, it's your turn
to spread the stupidity and send this to someone you want to bring a smile to (maybe even a chuckle)...
in other words send it to everyone.
We all need to smile every once in a while

love.. love... LOVE..

2009-02-13T19:52:00.002+08:00

valentine is a special for lovers... indeed, it was a day of romance..

chocolates.. in japan.. it was kinda fashionable for girls to give chocolates to boyfriends, or whom they love as present... other presents like roses... couple decorations... boys giving teddies... and girls who received pengsan... got shock... whole body got swollen.. then masuk hospital... then enter ICU... then finally the doctor came out from the operation room with his freaking creepy look... shaking his head as if he had taken drugs... then sandra will shout "CHOI~~!!"

haiz... malaysia... valentines in japan is much more romantic then our country... snow fall during valentine at japan.. malaysia.. there were alternatives: either the sun will burn u into ashes.. or the freaking rain will just tsunamised u...

2molo gt no st john meeting... so all of us are free... somemore no skul... like connaught they have replacement class... pity them... jun bin? he told me he will jus sleep like a PIG in his house tmr b4 goin to connaught at night... but... don ever let me see him freaking holding sticking his freaking palm onto jie jie's or not i will just freaking slap the shit out of his anus...

don lie to me... u will lose shits...

anyway...

happy VALENTINE to everyone~!!

i give all of u a song... and happy valentine...

今天情人节 - 梁静茹

小任性闹情绪
纵然爱淋过了雨滴
放开又握紧会思念的手心
坏习惯倔脾气
没抱歉也可以忘记
那是什么都不计较的亲昵
再跳到你背上的海边
更靠近天堂看的更远
我们笑着跑
横越海岸线的蜿蜒

一个微妙的体贴
我知道今天会是情人节
不是第一次听你说永远
泪水还是涌成温泉
一个为爱的改变
我知道今天就是情人节
你要我看见我有多特别
让新快乐和好回忆重叠

坏习惯倔脾气
没抱歉也可以忘记
那是什么都不计较的亲昵
再跳到你背上的海边
更靠近天堂看的更远
我们笑着跑
横越海岸线的蜿蜒

一个微妙的体贴
我知道今天会是情人节
不是第一次听你说永远
泪水还是涌成温泉
一个为爱的改变
我知道今天就是情人节
你要我看见我有多特别
让新快乐和好回忆重叠

为你唱一首歌的时间
往事在脑海绕地球几圈
每个芝麻绿豆那么小的情节
围成像星光满天
比一克拉亮的钻戒

一个微妙的体贴
我知道今天会是情人节
不是第一次听你说永远
泪水还是涌成温泉
一个为爱的改变
我知道今天就是情人节
你要我看见我有多特别
让新快乐和好回忆重叠

每年过三百六十六个节

another legendary story... classic..

2009-02-11T20:41:00.002+08:00

so... fellows.. today.. im so in a kinda dato-doktor-low-bin-tek-hurry... another story.. mind.. this story contains violence.. seriously.. PG13 - for children under 13 yrs old have to be accompanied by parents... i mean it... no joke.

for a new morning to come.. when all the chinese return back to their normal rotting condition.. a whole new day..

not much thing to talk about the ministry people coming to our skul... either downgraded or upgraded our skul.. just a matter of fact that we don especially care.. coz of dis.. we have to freaking cut our hair freaking shortly.. lucky gt Chap Goh Mei... if not all our hair will so gonna be balded by the "malaysia boleh" beardy guy..

after LK period.. after a SHORT time for all the naughties enjoyed head-shooting each other in portable CS 1.6 in the comp lab... after a hypnotic lesson (komsas)... and here we could really felt the deep sense of a high speed clancy's drift on our class whiteboard.. being cakar-ayam-ed by our BELOVED sivic teacher ms.wong...

here's the synopsis... or plot.. wadever it is..

SHE.. the great one.. the first attempt straight after she entered our freaking class.. that usual irritated sense had ONCE flooded our mind(s)...
not even when our monitor jia yang was able to call upon our feets... she shouted like her boyfriend (blind, indeed) got cancer or aids: " I SEE ALL OF U ARE NOT WILLING TO STAND UP AND GREET ME YA!! " she freaking shouted as she took hold of her marker and began the drifting and racing on the board... we had indeed stunt... all looked at her, standing, perhaps.. we stood.. she never mind that... ?! we were like wtheck.. she entered so swiftly that the monitor didnt even have enough seconds to say class stand.. and she began like a chicky person.. shouting to the wall, the ceiling, the floor, the chairs and tables, the board, the recycle box, the brooms and mops, and the dustbin...

at the stunting moment... the BRAVE people began complaining... JUN WAN.. our hero...
"teacher, how u expect us to copy the notes when all of us stand up like this.. boey a.. u so tall.. i cant c a..."
"wad wad wad?! I COME INTO THE CLASS AND ALL OF U NEVER GREET ME LIKE IM A NOBODY!! I AM A TEACHER OKAYH?! U ALL ARE STUDENTS BUT YET NOT ONE OF U STAND UP AND GREET ME!! "
my turn.. :"but then--" she interrupted:" then WHAT?! IM A TEACHER AND U ALL ARE STUDENTS SO U ALL MUST AT LEAST GIV SOME RESPECT LARH!! U DON WAN TO RESPECT ME IZIT?!?! OKAYH THEN FINE!!! DON HOPE THAT I WILL RESPECT U GUYS ANYMORE!!"

*cutting off unimportant parts*

today... our class once again recognized another hero... instead of mr. yu yang and mr. goh jun wan... this is the real funneh part.. for us :-p

DEN DEN DEN DEN...

ms wong:"all of u a!! when i write!! on the board!! u all talk!! talk !!! Talk!!! TALK TALK TALK!! TALK!! don copy but TALK!! i see all of u don wan to copy right!! ITS JUST A SIMPLE THING!! *mumbles around this and that*
hero boey:" *talking with yu yang*
ms wong:" *spotted at hero boey at once* AND YOU!! I NOTICED U LONG TIME ADY!! u keep talk talk TALK TALK TALK!! I CALL U TO COPY ISNT IT?!?! U LIKE TO TALK ISIT?!?! OKAYH!! NOW U BE THE TEACHER!!
hero boey:" *scratching his hair as if he did not know wad was freaking happening*
ms wong:" U !! U!!! YA .. U!!! YOU!!! COME OUT NOW!! U LIKE TO TALK SO MUCH!! COME OUT AND TALK !! U CAN TALK ANYTHING U LIKE !!! NOW COME OUT AND TALK!!!
hero boey:" *enlarging his eyes as big as possible and glared at teacher*
ms wong:" U SEE WAD SEE?! COME OUT NOW LARH!! SINCE U LIKE TALKING SO MUCH!! *pulling out him using supernatural power*
hero boey:" *go out helplessly*, *stand in front of the students, scratching his head at intervals*
ms wong:" NOW TALK LARH!! TALK ANYTHING U WANT!! NOW !! TALK NOW!!! U LIKE TO TALK RIGHT?!?! TALK!!
hero boey:" wad to talk? aiyoh.. i got nothing to say ...
ms wong:" JUST NOW I TOT U GOT SO MANY THINGS TO SAY?!?! U GOT A CHANCE NOW AND TALK LARH!!
hero boey:" *irritated* jus now i din talk alot also...
ms wong:" WAD?!?! U DIN TALK?!?! I SEE U TALKING SINCE I CAME IN THE CLASS!!! I DON CARE !! TALK NOW!!
hero boey:" *glared fiercely*
ms wong:" just now talk so much!! now TALK LARH!!! cannot talk a?!!?!! TALK A!!
hero boey:" *broke his limit*

at the spur of the moment.. something really out of every single one of our expectation happened... this is it...

hero boey went back to his seat and sat down... here was wad he said.... LOUDLY...
"DUNO WAD'S WRONG WITH THIS TEACHER!! 无理取闹！！都不懂她要什么！！一进班就骂来骂去！！我们没有错咯！！傻婆！！！！！！！！！！！！！！
**traslation**:
dono wad the teacher wants!! come in class then straight scold and shout this and that!! we not doing anything wrong lor!! INSANE!!!

SO NOW U GUYS FEEL HOW STRONG IS MR. BOEY JIN WERN?!?! OUR HERO!! HE FIGHTS FOR RIGHTS!! HE DOES NOT EVEN CARE CAUSING A "GIRL" CRIES LIKE SHIT!! HE DESERVED A KISS FROM OUR BELOVED MR. ONG YU YANG!! CLAP!! MAY ALL OF US GIV A ROUND OF BIG APPLAUSE TO HIM!! HE IS GREAT!! TOTALLY OUT OF OUR EXPECTATION...............................!! WOOHOO!!

and finally... we were so freaking disappointed.. he said SORRY ... his image was once again...

...SPOILT.

to my fellow audiences..

2009-02-11T20:35:00.002+08:00

it had been like a bunch of days and weeks since i last posted.. sry guys.. i din mean it.. and i c my chatbox was like duh!! who the heck is dat guy... aka-ed my name somemore.. wad kinda of tongue dat guy has?

and to sandra... my blog, or as u said hours ago.. me myself.. ain't rotting.. hhaa.. for u mayb, yes.. well.. but then... im not like my jie fu... i mean, jun bin.. his blog rotted.. erm.. perhaps.. he is indeed a rotting guy.. jkjk xD

p/s: valentine's coming.. hope everybody, no matter couple, or single.. happy vAL3ntiN3~
p/s: shi hao.. my freaking chocolate.. don lie to me.. or not i am goin to kill u...

abit.. a little bit ... just a little bit about the legendary 5 clancy's PENDIDIKAN SIVIK period(s)...

2009-01-21T20:26:00.002+08:00

selamat sejahtera beta ucapkan kepada setiap peminat blog beta... pada malam ini, izinkan beta (tak payah izin kerana beta maharaja) untuk menyentuh sikit tentang masa pendidikan sivik bagi tingkatan lima clancy 2009 ini...

*cough*

today a... its a real SICK day for the clancy-ians.. a memorable day with honor... TODAY... straight after miss wong entered our class.. it was like.. wow.. such BRIGHT u knw?! she entered our class.. as we felt the sense of happiness of her footsteps... so enthusiastic...
firstly... it goes like dis:
jia yang: class stan-----d---...
*weibo stands up as SLOW as possible while scratching his piggy buttock*
*yishin stands even SLOWERRRR... like shits sticking his butt to the chair*
*my class : half stand half sit. some zzz-ing, jumping, roaring, shouting, even arguing*
then...
miss wong: good afternoon class.
one quarter of the pupils: good afternoon teache--r (FLAT)
then.. this was the pre-climax of the story.. here it goes...
*the TEACHER took her markerpen and simply danced on the white board... writing cakar-ayam-ly on it with the speed of light.. we all stunned.. looking at her back as if we had amphylatic shock... then miss wong said: now listen a-- all of u mus have to have copy every single word i write on the board as fast as possible, cause i will write very the fast and later i will straight rub off when there is more no space is lefting... (mind the grammar mistakes...)
junwan: teacher aaa--- where got like this-
miss wong : *interrupted* what where what got like this like that harhh? if not how i can get u allS' attentionS harh? so this is the only way larh... DO IT NOW!
all the middle-back gang: WOI!! WEI!!! TEACHER A!! GOT LIKE DAT WAN--
miss wong : *freaking interrupted again* LIKE THAT LIKE THIS LIKE WAT?!! TODAY I WAN HAND IN U ALL TO ME ALL THE BOOKS!! (grammar like standard negative 6) IF NOT I WILL TAKE ACTION (wonder what freaking action would she freaking take..)
about whole class: *roaring and boo-ing all around and making fool* ESPECIALLY YISHIN: argh!! wei!!! woi!! wowarghee!!! buaarrh!!!! eererrerrr!!! erghHH!! (dunno wad the hell happening to him)

then later she wrote on the board like... SUPER fast, SUPER cakar ayam, SUPER messy, and then her font like from times new changes to arial then to viridian then to comic sans then to arial black, then to monotype corsiva and then dunno wad...
on the board all of us could watch a series of MBS-drift.. walao... ur board kena separate by her 3 columns and str8 after all of it were full then later she IMMEDIATELY erased the first column and began the mbs-drift again, even faster and FASTER! she's kinda mad we think..

all of us were like stunned at that moment..but then later we sedar that we have to write AT LEAST SOMETHING or not she will really fang us to death.. or burn us to death.. although we had just managed to run out of the skul and reach the field at 2 minutes time during yesterday's fire drill practice.. all of us sick ady.. then yishin and i began to drift but jus couldnt follow the teacher... ok , lets cut off the nonsenses and lets go straight to the MAIN point..

this was it... the fight between MISS WONG & ONG YU YANG a.k.a rubb**h a.k.a bear's lao po..
ROUND 1: pre-war:-
- cik wong telah membuang sebiji grenade yang diimport dari USA kepada encik ong yu yang yg sedang mencuri tulang dan sedang zzzZZZ-ing di atas mejanya...
- grenada tersebut telah secara cepat berexplode tetapi secara luckily encik ong telah berjaya mendodgekannya...
- secara hiperbola hamba tu berdiri secara begitu tegak sekali dan sekarang memasuki peringkat WAR.

ROUND 2 : CETUSAN PERPERANGAN
-semasa sinaran matahari yang begitu kuat telah semakin dihalang oleh bayang-bayang bullets Ak-67 dan missles kereta kebal, en. ong telah bangun... masa ini juga cik wong telah menunjukkan kemarahan yang begitu ultimatenya itu... kedua-dua manusia itu pun ber-stare dan ber-glare secara flammable sesama lain..
-*perlukan imaginasi para penonton* background mereka terdapat api yang begitu membara tinggi dan panas serta berflame ganas.. even sandra punya hotness pun tiada tanding dengannya.. hahaxD
-blok yong chee seng telah bershake dengan begitu vigorous seperti chemical reaction antara rubidium (Rb) dengan air (H2O).. api membara dengan begitu ganas dan fierce sekali dan telah menyebabkan air peluh membanjiri kawasan itu..
-s'karang memasuki round 3...

ROUND 3: CLIMAXXXXXX
-cik wong telah bershout dan ber-roar secara KUAT sehingga menyebabkan hura-hara : WEI!! DIS BOY!! WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING WHEN EVERY-BODY IS BUSY COPYING THE NOTESSSSS?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHILE EVERYBODY IS COPYING !! HOW DARE U SLEEP ON THIS TABLE !!! HARHHH?!?!?!
-en.ong secara quick telah mengambil buku notanya keluar tetapi masih tiada dpt menandingi angin kencang yang keluar dari ke-roar-ran cik wong ...
-cik wong: *jerit umpama tiada orang lain punya bisnes* HOW DARE U!!!!!!!!! HARHHHH!!!!! HUH?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? WHY U SLEEP?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! *pukul meja dgn kuat* TELL ME!!! U CANT DO DIS!!!!! TAKE OUT UR NOTES NOW AND COPY!!!!!
-beta dan hamba2 at first ingatkan perang ni akan stop ... tetapi bukan.. cik wong secara ganas telah membuka matanya dan meng-increase-kan saiz matanya pada tahap MAKSIMUM.. lalu dia menjerit (JERIT, BUKAN BERCAKAP, TETAPI J-E-R-I-T!!) : ^@$&*^$&*@^$(*$^&@$(*@&^(!$&$(*&@$(*)&$)*@&$@)$&@)($* WHAT'S UR NAME A??!?!?! I WAN THE DEMERIT FORM NOW!!! MONITOR!!!#&(@^@&(#!(&# AND HOW DARE U SLEEP HARHHH???!?!?! HARHHH??!??!?!?! WADS UR NAME!! TEL ME!! HOW DAREEEE U SLLEPPPP!!! I SEE SO MANY PPL WALKING AROUND AND TALKING AND SHOUTING, BUT AT LEAST THEY ARE TRYING TO BORROW NOTES TO COPY !!!! BUT!! ITS U!!! U!!! Y-O-U!! SLEEPING HERE AND PRETENDS THAT U TIDAK PATUT DO ANYTHING ELSE, EXCEPT S-L-E-E-P!!! SO WHAT U THINK U R NOW HARHH?? U R TEACHER IZIT?!?! U WAN TO BCOME TEACHER AND TEACH ME IZITT??! FINE!!! COME OUT NOW AND U TAKE EVERYTHING URS AND GIVE ME!! I AM TO GIV U MY TAG!! MY HANDBAG!! MY PENS!!! MY SKIRTS!! AND MY SHIRT!!! AND MY SPECS TOO!!! IF U WANT HARHH?!?!? I WARN U NOW!!! I AM THE TEACHER AND U R MY STUDENTS!!! SO U DON EVER SLEEP IN MY CLASSSSS!!!!! UNDERSTAND?!??!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?! (en. ong nodded) U LIKE dis *nodded her head mayb coz dunno the word 'nod' in BM* like dis MEANS WHAT HARHH??!! I DON ACTUALLY DON THINK U UNDERSTOODS WAT I TOLD TO U LORH!! U IF UNDERSTOODS U WILL NOT DO LIKE DIS THINGS LORHH!! (really idiotic grammar) I KNW MY ENGLISH IS NOT SO GOOD SO WHAT?!?!? BUT U HAVE TO REALLY KNOW THAT I AM UR TEACHHERER!!!!#^!^#%^*@! AND I THINK THAT I AM DESERVING TO BE RESPECTING BY ALL OF U!! AND ESPECIALLY U OKAYHH!! U.... U R TRYING TO SLEEP IZIT WHEN ALL OF THE STUDENTS WERE BUSYING COPYING THE THINGS ON THE BOARD IZIT NOW?!?! &@^$&*^(!^($@&$(*@^$(&!^$(!&^@(&$^!!!!! U ACTS AS A STANDARD 1 STUDENT NOW U KNW??!?!?! NONONO!!NO!! NO!!! EVEN A STANDARD ONE, NO! A TA-DI-KA KID CAN BEHAVE GOOD THAN U LORH!! THEY WONT SLEEP DURING CLASSES LIKE U!! SO WHAT U TRYING TO DO NOW!! HARHH??!! U THINK U STARE AT ME WITH THAT KIND OF FACE I WILL SCARE U NOW AHH?!??! I WONT WAN OKAYH!!! AND U THINK URSELF!!!!!! WHY I SCOLDS U LIKE DAT HARHH?!?! U THINK I WANT WAN ARH?!!! ARGH!!! NEXT TIME, IF I SEE ANYONE DO LIKE DIS THING LIKE THIS BOY, ERM.. WAT NAME A??! *look at the name tag through her THICK specs* ONG-YU-E-YANGG!!! AND I WILL SURE KICK U OUT OF THE CLASSS. CALLL MR WONG AND CATCH U!!! CALL UR PARENTS!!!! AND CANE U!!! AND DO THE WATEVER THE PUNISHMENTS WHICH ARE SHOULD BE (should be 'necessary')!!!

*all the students' reactions were different at all... *
some: *looked stunned *
some: boo--- BOO!!!
some: like yishin la.. shitting like me as if he thinks that he is HOTTER than me.. shame on him..
some: *add oil into fire*

and, and, and,,.... due to certain circumstances , and i don especially knw WHY... all of us freaking finished her note!!! in that particularly SHORT time.. we did it !!! hey!! woohoo!!

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

and now.. the grand moment for mbs annual awards giving to:
the 1st and the only one...
DEN DEN DEN DEN...
the most FAMOUSest, most SHAMELESS-EST, PITIEST victim award....
DEN DEN DEN DEN...
DEN DEN DEN DEN...
let us call upon him, the receiver of this grand prize...
DEN DEN DEN DEN...
mr....
DEN DEN DEN DEN
ONG-
YU-
YANGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*he walks up to the stage slowly and all the spotlights and cameras shoots upon him.
emcee: mr. ong, whats ur feeling right now when we announced that this award belongs to u?? tell the audiences and ur fans!!
ong yu yang: erm... *sobbing slightly* feel.. i feel so PROUD!! i never think that i will stand on this stage today!! and standing by this podium to express myself!! *shouts uncontrollably* woow!!!waHHH!!!#^%@!*^#@%#^@#&^#(&#!^&*^#@&#(*#&@*(@&$*(@&(*@#$&*()$&@*(@&$*)@&$*)(@&$)@$&)@$)($&@*)@^$(*!^$()@*&$^!$&^@*$()@*)$&@)$&!!!!!!!

emcee: *cough* erm.. mr.ong, i think u need to calm urself down.. erm... wait *takes the mic away from ong* thank you so-
ong: *interrupted, looking extremely angry* wait!!!! argh... *snaps the mic back so hardly that the emcee stumbles* i havnt freaking say finish a!! i still wan thank my mom!! my dad!!! hahhahaahahha(dunno why laugh)!! and my classmates!!! and my teachers!! especially miss wong!!!!!!muahahhahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahhahaha^%!#^*@*@@*&^@&$(*^@$&(*!!!

-THE END- xD

a simple monday

2009-01-19T21:17:00.002+08:00

today morning, luck seemed to betray me.. when i reached 8wah's home.. as usual, 3kai and i went fill in his mom's avanza.. and... as usual.. the car kostan back out to the road.. then.. as usual again.. his mom grabbed the gear so hard.. and then.. THE UNUSUAL thing came!! the car seemed like losing control... it was like.. slanting to the right.. it was like triple G until all of us freaking realised it u knw?!

hehe... then today i also realised something real stupid.. the st john room a.. all our members got so hyper in it... shouting and screaming like nobody's business all around.. as if they had lost their had.. though i AM one of them... and then... playing the balloonS that we committee had left since cdt training camp 2008.. and zk finally got so annoyed after million times i pounded it on him.. on the BED actually... xD
then the moment someone coming in. we were like glaring at him, or even her.. stunned.. hahaxD could u jus imagine that situation.. such a ROT.. u knw?!

today schedule was somewhat PERFECTLY used by me!! such a record la.. i had never tried to manage my DIFFICULT and TIGHT time so well.. i was kinda proud of it edi. sejarah notes.. bio notes.. add maths graphs.. and tuitions... and chinese classes... so many things just to get my temperature rose... but then.. however.. today all the promoted ppl got to go up and shake hand with mr. wong.. and zk was the emcee.. kinda nice la.. but when i got up... jus how hard to imagine that those cheers were like breaking my cochlea and flooding my auditory canal edi...

last thing were the homeworks.. stupid... esp add maths... sometimes.. we could think and figure out that.. add maths is the most environmentally UNfriendly subject of all ... waste like stack of paper jus to finish up a stupid series of formative exercises in the text book, written by a stupid author... that come up with another freaking stupid reference book... haiyo... dunno learn add maths for wad... bored...

and one last thing of the lasts... HISTORY... IN BM SEJARAH... it was the most STUPIDEST subject that i had been studying on earth!! i hate that.. esp when teacher teaching sejarah... memorizing or even lazier to be just reading all over the stupid freaking text book all over and over and over.... non stop... echoing ur ears... vibrating ur pinna in maximum frequency.. fasten ur heart pumping... enlarging ur capillaries.. breaking ur nerves... bursting ur intestines.. pulling ur guts out ... argh...

anyway... i wish everyone... my fellow loyal followers...

HAPPY LAST-WEEK-OF-SCHOOL-BEFORE-CHINESE-NEW-YEAR-9DAYS-HOLIDAY-PLUS-ONE-DAY-FEDERAL-TERRITORY-DAY-HOLIDAY !!!!!!!!

i promise,

2009-01-18T15:02:00.002+08:00

hehe, today's sunday.. saturday had jus over...
saturday, i mean, yesterday, somewhat, a QUITE remarkable day for 6AC... and for our divisions memecahkan rekod enrolling so many members ... most IMPORTANTLY, we got 2 sergeant, both got double promotion.. cheh..
the promotions and others were as follow......
promotion to:
Ag. Cdt Sgt
1. Ag. Cdt/Cpl Liew Jun Bin (divisional member-in-charge)
2. Ag. Cdt/Cpl Ho Weixing (divisional secretary)
Cdt/Cpl
1. Ag. Cdt/Cpl Chai Boon Tek (divisional treasurer)
Ag. Cdt/Cpl
1. Cdt L/Cpl Lai Hao Cherng (divisional traning coordinator)
2. Cdt L/Cpl Samuel Ong Jun Hoong (room-in-charge)
3. Cdt L/Cpl Lim Sean Yee (assistant secretary)
Cdt L/Cpl
1. Ag. Cdt L/Cpl Lim ZhengKang (divisional storekeeper)
2. Ag. Cdt L/Cpl Brian Cheong Mun Yew (divisional cadet voluntary service coordinator)
3. Ag. Cdt L/Cpl Devandran a/l S. Mahendran (divisional activity coordinator)
Ag. Cdt L/Cpl
1. Cdt Lai Kwang Ming (assistant traning coordinator)
2. Cdt Kriskkumar a/l Karunanithi (assistant storekeeper)
3. Cdt Low Chee Leon (assistant cadet voluntary service coordinator)

and then, when mr. michael announce that ikrar thing, all the new enrolled members were like so happy.. proud moment with joy perhaps... i still remember that year when our year got enrolled.. weixing, jun bin, boon tek, I, kin heng, daniel, john, sean yee, samuel and caleb
all like so hapy dat time...
but then, it was getting something like elimination throughout the time, 4 of us, kin heng, john, caleb and daniel bcame so inactive, leaving this BIG family.

i believe that these new members will get to understand st john organisation well in the future.. if they are active and willing to attend the functions carried by us , as well as the big organisation.. hope lar then.. like last 3 years.. when we were form 2.. at the starting of the year.. all of us.. raised up our right hands firm.. words by words of the cadet code of chivalry.. echoing around the enrolment field..

wow... just as precise as what the committee had thought .. it was a rather pleasant moment.. for we eldest in division to watch them, germinated strongly and joyfully for the days to come..

ALL THE BEST!

to mothers... XD

2009-01-11T16:29:00.002+08:00

there are three great beautiful pretty hot mothers were born today's date XX year(s)...
they were dendendenden...
den den den DEN...
1shin's mom, 8wah's mom and 3kai's mom!! haha seems like 183 club hehe i began SS ady...
anyway..
u 3 deserve a BIG hug from ur son, nt me.. hhehe...

happy BIRTHDAY!!

im still ALIVE.

2009-01-08T20:57:00.002+08:00

its been a couple of days since i last posted.. but trust me.. it wont ROT like somebody..
hehexD.
these days were like so darn the boring... nothing to do except HOMEWORK.. freak.
now.. i have quite a small list of teachers being anti-ed.. no la.. not anti la actually.. jus abit opinions.. ^^
maths - this teacher a... so hard to describe. halo madam, we all form 5 sudah.. boleh tak jangan asyik ajar ajar kita BASIC MANGLISH (malaysian english) and 1+1 a??? then her voice is like 99.99% identical to Pn. Chong's... sharp until can poke through ur cochlea..
malay - haiz... the same SAME teacher to our form4 's ... but nvm la.. EVERYTIME enter class then take the marker and write the topic on the board ... not sien wan meh?
BI- "today, while having teatime with few teachers, all of a sudden i received a call from a student's daddy, complaining and scolding me for not giving essays... so.. sry guys.. i had no choice.." OR... "job that has no income, i dont do!"
add maths - a GOOD teacher... she spells english words that nobody would spell the way she does...
chemistry - "hari ini kami akan learn rate of reaksi..." so rojak-ky...
biology - "if u hav any stories to tell, please tell it outside.."
sejarah - "%@*^%@*&^*&!^$(@^($^&$($^@(*$&^$(*!@&$(*!$, sekarang kau orang faham? tak faham? huh? tak pa.. saya ulang lagi... @&*$^*&$^@(@&$(*@&$)$&!)&($*@&)*&$)!&*$)(!$!)!*$)... so s'karang faham sudah tak?"
moral - keyakinan wujudnya Pn. Kasturi sebagai guru terhormat pelajar-pelajar tingkatan 5 Clancy dan menghadiri setiap kelas-Nya (esp to yishin and chuin chi xD) berlandaskan peraturan-peraturan sekolah dan minat pelajar masing-masing...
Literature in English - the most preferably teacher in the whole universe who is the ONLY ONE that can use her voice to cover the 08/09 Clancy-ians voices... world record.. "i think that i am being too kind to u guys..."
EST - *after recess* "have u guys eaten fully? hehe i guess so..." *2 minutes later* "have u guys eaten?" *5 minutes later as if she had lost her memory* "have u guys EATEN?!?! TELL ME!!"
KOMSAS - "6 kerat punya pantun.. apa kaitan dan perbezaannya dengan 8 kerat?" *class fell in total silence*.... "kenapa tak jawab? tak tau ke? aduhai u orang ya... kena baca la KERUSI... kalau tak baca macam mana nak faham?"
IT - "chia way.. u IT brigade right? and u should set up a good example... i want u to cut ur hair as soon as possible... am i making myself clear?" a man hanging the name tag as PENGETUA and try the hardest to speak english as fluent as mrs ramani.. but jus couldnt get the slang adapted..
PJK - "kalau seorang pun tidak membawa baju, seluruh kelas tak boleh pergi PJ..."
Physics - *during ICC closing ceremony* "hey look, these are boys from my skul, smart, aren't they?" *SBU vomits*
Sivik - "i know u guys know me.. so pls dun bully me.."

So all these are parts of my teachers' introduction.. so abit silly... but they are GOOD la MOSTLY...MAYB... PROBABLY

then actually quite alot of surprise la this year... Ceci starts to SS in front of me le.. hahaxD she so funny.. but thank to her la.. gave me a nice wallet.. muackss..
then today pn. mazlini my BM teacher said that "kan ni menunjukkan s'kolah tidak mengambil berat terhadap kebajikan guru-guru? sebuah meja dan kerusi pun tak da..."

these few nights like unable to go sleep... lying on the bed like HALF-DEAD...

and the MOST STUPID-EST thing!! hahahxD silly like dunno wat.. our skul got 8 sport houses right now..
rumah horley
rumah chow thye
rumah foong wah
rumah doraisamy
rumah loke yew
rumah mori
rumah goh tong
and....
rumah SHELLABEAR!!

im being pulled into shellabear.. the name like so strange.. and there are oni 3 ppl including me were listed in this house... darn!!
then today mr. gopal told us something about this house' name while we doing summary..
"Shellabear" is a person who bought the land where our skul currently at..
so, no bear no us...
somethin like dat la...

starting to be BORED ady.. but i shall be HOT still.. hehexD
these few days i was like crapping and shitting wit all the frens.. non stop... ESPECIALLY during sivik and all the HOT spirits of clancy returned..
go and do add maths 1st... pn. yap... a CONSIDERATE teacher..
then remembered about how pn. yong emphasised about how EASY is maths... "easy as 1+1 right??"

and.. i hate the feelings when in the early morning while the sun still acting like a PIG... all those breezing cold air poking and shooting into my eye and skin receptors.. plus as i wan to shout out loudly.. no voice somemore ,.... u know how hard to open your eyes in the mornin?
haha.. anything la.. btw... the add maths text book is summoning me ady... if not it is goin to slip into my ANUS AND BLOCKING THOSE SHITS OUT OF MY DIGESTIVE SYSTEM!!
*vomit*

aiya.. haiyo... watever la... bye.. chaozzz...

p/s: kean loong gor... happy bday a...

1st day...

2009-01-05T15:21:00.002+08:00

early in the morning, when then sun still hiding beneath the sea level... i woke up. i knew alot of ppl woke up too.. almost the same time, but surely for the same purpose..

the school gave us kinda warm welcome... with all the midget faces... form 1 and form 2
esp form 2 prefects.. walking around... booking those seniors LA funds like they had not been beaten b4..
the first bell rang.. we all could listened to weixing, wearing the prefect tie.. shouting like as if his daughter is lost in the crowd at petaling street or something else... we dont even know that he has this kind of LOUD voice... poking through everyone's conversations... jun wan was like looking at him, shocked and stunned.. haha mayb "someone" had left mbs.. and makes him upset ...
i remember all the form 1 faces... all were like so SMALL... and almost all malay.. i saw 3 form 1 greeted "good morning" to Mr wong.. and our principal was like their GREAT GRANDFATHER.. putting his hand on their head... greeted back... this and that...

then... assembly started.. i forgot the skul song lyrics.. for the BM version... and all the form 1's were like staring at the flags... not knowing what the heck was happening... haha so cute... *vomit*
then... Benny talked and talked and talked as USUAL... "sekarang, kami akan meminta Mr. Wong untuk menyampaikan sijil-sijil kehadiran 100 peratus pada tahun lepas kepada pelajar-pelajar... dipersilakan.."
then all the students in the queue, EXCLUDING me.. all went up 1 by 1, some smiling, some like normal reaction, some like bored, some shy... and mr. wong like so happy to look at them, handing those useLESS certs to them.. smiling this and that...
"sekarang, kami akan mempersilakan pengetua sekolah kami, Encik Wong untuk berucap.."
then as USUAL AGAIN, mr. wong came up to the stage, holding his THICK THICK notebook as USUAL TOO... and coughed slightly.. correcting the mic... and started his series-es of 'rap' in rojak languange...
"selamat sejahtera pelajar sekalian..."
"welcome back to school"
"happy new year"
"bla...bla...bla...bla...BLA..BLA...........................BLA.........."
those nonsenses and craps continued for about 20 minutes.. lucky not dato low bin tick..
then... as USUAL AGAIN...
"majulah, MBS..."
or not...
"go forward, MBS..."

then all of us were like =.=
then i saw jun bin, SS-ed around his class with all the people... crapping and shitting all on himself.... nobody laughed at 1st.. but he forced them to..
everyone's hair was like so so so...
SHORT...

and... all like so...
BORED...

some of them were still challenging the school rules...

alot of things la... actually.. but then the hair check was like so idiotic... no one kena caught... and all the PREFECTS were like so SIENNN..

haiz.. nothin to post le... 1st day got 2 essays, add math homework edi...
then... Mr. Gopal was like so bu shuang to we 5clancy ady...
we also so bu shuang... some of the form 3 have their own locker in their classroom... but not even 1 small one for us... argh...
and..
and...
and..
a whole lot buck of SPBT TEXT BOOK to bring bac home... so heavy...

then..

aiz... nth to say liao..

at least not so worse as i thought la...

never mind.. life has to go on...
and... students have to study...

dunno wad i say ady... abit miserable and desperate right now... abit COOL ady..
but nvm.. few days later will surely HOT bac one...
wait and c..
after need go tuition... add maths and chemistry... yer..

chaozzz...

Last Will.

2009-01-04T20:26:00.002+08:00

if, today is the first day of holiday begins...
if, school won't reopen tomorrow...
if, school time ends same as last year...
if, i will get straight A's for SPM...
if, time can go SLOWER...
if, i can have more money...
if, my brother won't rob away my computer life...
if, i can stay free always...
if, add maths is not a science stream's subject...
if, teachers were disabled to give homeworks...
if, i can stay beside Cecilia when she needs me the MOST...
if, i can concentrate in my studies...
if, my grandpa's illness can be cured...
if, my uncle can really STOP taking those freaking UGLY drugs...

and IF, all the people in this world stop talking nonsenses..

then, i will be happy and grateful for i had born in this world...

so, before the school reopens, the above are my LAST wills...
i hope... i HOPE i can really enjoy this whole new year... GOD...

go forward MBS...

2009-01-04T10:26:00.002+08:00

tomorrow is goin to be the 1st day all the students had to wake up so much earlier, brush their teeth almost together at the same time, comb their hair when NECESSARY, eat 2 pieces of toasts while wearing uniforms, open their eyes as BIG as possible, practice to look at the light shone from the lamp so to get adapted... etc etc... xD
sobssss.. need to go skul again.. haiz... wake up so darn the early in the morning...
somemore one session now.... haiz.. dun wan to talk about the bersurai time ady..
2009 AIM:
-jus get concentrate during class (almost impossible), esp sejarah lesson (101%IMPOSSIBLE)
-bully the form 1 recruits in SJAM hahhaXD esp in FOOTDRILL (compulsory)
-memorize all the moral nilai in 5.01 minutes (En.Khuzairi *ba la ba* xD)
-get myself understand why i enter MBS.
-solve add maths questions 10 minutes faster than P.A.T 2008.
-SHUT all my sensory organs up during Pn. Mazlini's lesson. (esp eyes.)
-keep my hair SHORT always. if pn.gan or mr.uthaya stares at me, stare them back, hope i get Cecilia's gene, eyes so LARGE...
-GREET mr.wong everytime i SEE him.. even on petaling street... or in front of GTN wakakaxD, hope not..
-pass up my NILAMs in time..
-be GOOD to prefects... how to be GOOD? (dont pay LA funds, dont attend DC classes, dont CUT nails)
-let sia yaw yang a.k.a E.T to fall in love with our dearest cleanliness chairman ONG YU YANG!!
-be LOYAL to cik hanizah!! all hail mighty hanizah the great contributor of add maths!!
-always remember to bring UMBRELLA to skul, no matter how many books being fit into my bag..
-march, templar park 6AC camp, hope can invite KLSBU and KLCCD or KLmunchong to go...
-support GREEN PEACE.
-continue to be HOT HOT HOT AND HOT HOT HOT AND HOT!! BE HOTTEST AMONG ALL THE LIVING THINGS IN THIS EARTH WITH MY HOT MUI~ YEAH XD
-last but not least, be TALL at least 180cm at the end of the year... sobsss

arr... i forgot to sew the name tags...

cut cut cut CUT

2009-01-03T20:23:00.001+08:00

today.. a real grand day..at last the hot HAO CHERNG HAD CUT HIS HAIR!!!

i went yishin's house and let his mom to cut my hair so thoroughly... i wanted to cry right now... really... sobsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

i was like hiding under my pillow and cry out and let my tear flood the whole world right now...
so sien.. i miss my hair... but wateva la... if i din cut my hair then pn.gan and mr.wong will stare at me the whole day, holding the real terrifying scissor walao... kalau kau tak memotong rambut kau ikut peraturan sekolah, jangan menyalahkan saya memotong rambut kau sangat fashion punya, sini lubang sana lubang...

argh.. want kill ppl ady..

remaining days..

2009-01-02T20:47:00.002+08:00

life like candle...
time like water...

haiz... few more hourS until all of us have to return to school masing2...
today i went to school for bsb training... what we basically train and train non stop is that a SERIES of triangle formation... left-hand lay up... 3 points.... stretching... dribbling... and alot lar...
then jun bin came to me at the bsb court... he caught me to the st john room for "meeting" kononnya...

the MEETING was like... OMG... weixing, jun bin, zhengkang, devandran and I, additional non committee member Yen Fang... we were like chatting, crapping instead of havin discussionzzz = =

but nvm la... this is actually another way for all the 6AC committee members to maintain and strengthen our relationship larh... halfway zhengkang and junbin doin stupid and crappy things on the BED... weixing yawned: "aaaww.." we were like hhahahahahxD i wonder why so many ppl said weixing is cute... but.. actually.. quite cute larhh... kawaii
*vomittttttttt*

THAT'S ONLY 2 FREAKING DAYS FOR ALL OF US TO FREAKING GO BACK TO THE FREAKING SCHOOL AND STUDY LIKE NOBODY'S FREAKING BUSINESS!!!
when thinking about this... i will just yawn and pretend as if nothing had happened... like Sandra said... i need a high-tech coconut shell equipped with air-cond, computer, tv, bedroom and everything needed.. and i will just hide under it.. not goin to come out unless my mom force me while holding a super super "keung" M16....... haizzz.

2 more days....
*jump from Mount Kinabalu peak*
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the stupidest thing ever...

2009-01-01T22:04:00.002+08:00

after breakfast, i went out with my mom and sis to mid valley for CNY shopping... it was TOTALLY FULL WITH PEOPLE!!
my mom shouted OMG when she saw the red light shining brightly stating that 2 of 3 Gardens parking lot were FULL... the remaining one was hardly 'surviving'... LUCKILY!! my mom found exactly a nice and perfect empty slot to fit in the Camry... if not... susahnya.. but then got 2 aunties on a freaking wira glared at my mom... then i was like.. cheh, bukan saya LC lu lar... tapi u punya malaysia-made 1500CC wira mana cukup fight dengan beta punya bonda punya 2400CC Camry?!
so face-kan reality la aunties... hehexD

after penat shopping, buying stuffs this and that... then finally we got to sit down in The Coffee Beans... enjoying an ice-blended hot chocolate... watchin the crowd walking and even running or crawling here and there.... city life larh...

after that, my mom fetched all of us to a place for dinner near kajang... i was like o.O...

then here;s the stupid idiot part...
BETA SUDAH FREAKING LUPA HARI YANG FREAKING ISTIMEWA NI MERUPAKAN 1 JANUARI 2009... SO I FREAKING FORGOT TO FREAKING TIE THE FREAKING STUPID IDIOT SAFETY BELT AT THE FREAKING BEHIND SEAT!!! THEN WHEN WE FREAKING REACHED THE FREAKING KAJANG HIGHWAY... 2 POLICEMEN FREAKING STOOD ON THE FREAKING ROADSIDE PAVEMENT OUTSIDE THE FREAKING 7 ELEVEN AND FREAKING STOPPED MY MOM'S FREAKING CAR... THEN THEY FREAKING POINTED AT ME AND FREAKING ASKED: NAK KENA SAMAN KE?! THEN I WAS LIKE FREAKING MALU ON MYSELF... I FREAKING FORGOT THAT TODAY IS A WHOLE FREAKING NEW YEAR!!^#%@*^^%#&@&(*#^!(#^!(#*&^&#!(!

Throughout the whole journey , my mom didnt say anything.. jus stare at me so damn the fiercely thru the mirror.... as if i had stolen his money or what... Triple G!! so THE DARN FISH u know?!?!?!?!?!

09' the whole new year...

2009-01-01T09:42:00.002+08:00

yesterday 10pm i went to times square wit my family and neighbours... my neighbour children fren Ivan Lim who is just 4 years old... had been so impatient to watch the fireworks...

When the car drove through SMART tunnel, i saw so many cars were willing to pay RM2 so to reach TS or SgWang alot faster.. alot of ppl walking and loitering around that city centre area.. some of them wore sarcastic costumes like clowns... LOL... LALA's around too...

we went to DOME and sat down... i ordered a beef lasagne and a cherrylicious... it was about 9pm while TS wasnt closed yet...

so nice... the crowd around TS was so HIGH definitely...

when it was 11pm, TS began to close down.. all the people inside were being halau out by the guards... hehexD i was one of them too...
later 11.30pm, i started receiving all the sms-es by my fellow frens wishing and greeting happy new year..
11.50 -11.59pm: i can neither receive sms and calls nor call out and sms other ppl coz everyone there were calling and sms-ing, causing line to be interrupted... so poor..
11.59:59pm : everyone used their max voice to shout out the LAST SECOND OF 2008 while counting down...
12.00:00am, 1st Jan 2009: *BOMB*!!! fireworks bombarded the sky for about 20 minutes... nice like nobody's business.. wow!! i like it so much... it was like a sudden silence fell onto every single person on the spot... everyone was looking at the rainbow-ic sky.. hoping for a new and nicer year to go through... there was a sense of peacefulness that everyone must have felt too...
Later when the fireworks ended, all the ppl started cat-calling.. everyone was still HYPER indeed...
about12.20am,... the people dismissed groups by groups... as if they were tired or something... the fireworks were the most remarkably, nicest and shortest moment of all..
MALAYSIA BOLEH..!!

but then... not everything is good... while i returned home... i started to reply all the msg-es esp cecilia's and SANDRA'S!!
OMG... she was still so HYPER... she said something like:
HOT GOR, WE SHALL CONTINUE TO BE HOTTEST AMONG ALL THE HUMANS ON THE EARTH!!! AND WE SHALL RULE THE WORLD PEACEFULLY EVER AFTER!!!!

and i was like... LOL.. hahaxD she still got so HYPER in the late midnight...
and then... the bad thing came...
ALAS... i thought of something real terrifying!! TERRIFYING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GOSH... THE FREAKIN' SCHOOL IS GONNA REOPEN!!
and my brain was like...

MBS!! MBS!! PLAY UP!! PLAY UP!! PLAY UP!!
*vomit like nobody's business*

haiz.. 2008 sudah over pun... s'karang sudah satu tahun lebih dekat dgn hari KIAMAT!!
hhaahahaxD

-C@pTur3-

2008-12-30T17:06:00.008+08:00

the following are all my brother's and my collections.... most of them are his...
look through these photos, whether they mean something or not... just look through.. because my friend, Jia Yang complaint that i am so LAZY to upload photos in my blog... yes i am, but at least not now... duh.

im not goin to put descriptions ya.. coz so hard to define them lol...

here it goes>>>

I REPEAT...

2008-12-29T17:37:00.002+08:00

***outside the society talking about MBS***
A: harh... that monkey school.. i tot they very the cerdik wan... but then all like nerds...
B: aiyah.. actually nth to do wit nerds la.. they're just too lonely coz dun hav girls mar...
A: who say?! got girls la but form 6 ma...
B: *digging nose* erm.... same lar... aiyo.. u think those form1's can mix wit those form 6 GIRL seniors meh? stupid...
A: *angry* y say me stupid?! u very the clever iziit?! i jus wan to tell u, my son went in there and got 7 A's for PMR la duh!!
B: *blek* yala yala geng la geng la...
A: *tears comin out of this silly woman's eye* but... but.. But.... BUT!! he became so un-interested to girls ady... even this year CNY when she saw his girl cousin, vry hot de... wearing bikini jumping around the swimming pool's side... he still looks NORMAL !! gosh!!
B: is that girl really hot?
A: hot than sandra okayhh?? ei... who is sandra a?
B: i dun care la... so i say lor.. boys cant go normal when no girls around, their hormones will like just IMbalance when no opposite genders around them... how poor...
A: i wonder if all the teachers are IMbalance too....
B: ermm... dunno woh....
**heavy footsteps approach**
C: woi!! u these 2 aunties a.. i've been listening to wad u 2 said jus now... MBSians arent gay okayh?! they're just... just... just....
A and B: just what? *looking impatient*
C: just... errr.. how to say leh.... justttttttt..............................
A and B: *looking each other*
C: just.... homo...

***sketch ends***

Okayh ladies and gentlemen.. what im trying to tell u is that what the society thinks of MBS for these years is totally FALSE !!
pls lar... we aren't gay.. i repeat... WE ARE NOT GAY!! NOR LESBIANS OR HOMO's!!
jus that u all think a boy school's boy is prohibited to expose outside the world with GIRLS...
we arent living under COCONUT SHELLS okayh?!
a banana and a banana cant have sex intercourse larh!!! LOGIC abit...
and tell the whole world... countries which have little amount of population like Canada need us larhhh... we 're strong, keung... dun ever LOOK DOWN at us...

crap la.... especially me!!
I REPEAT...
I
AIN'T
A
GAY!!
!!!!!!!#@!^%^#@^*#%@#%#*&^@*$%@*(&$^$@@$^%*^@%$*^!#%!*@#%$$@#^$#!!!!!!!!

Spell S-C-H-O-O-....erm..... NO!!noNO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!!!!!!!NO!!!!!!!!

2008-12-29T11:25:00.002+08:00

hate skul right now... its goin to reopen vry vry vry VERY SOON!!
when i think of skul, it reminds me 3 freaking things:
1. freakin cut my hair ASAP(as short as possible)
2. freakin renew those skul stuffs e.g: socks....skul U... shoess..... pants............................... sien>.<
3. tuitionzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz SPM COMIN ARHH!!

i need to EXCRETE all my additional green fluid almost like every freaking minute... it is FREAKING IRRITATING !! "they" swim around inside my nasal cavity and contaminate around... argh...!!

nth to post about edi.. what can i do during these remainin days? besides posting , surfing net, bsb-ing, sms-ing etc etc., wat else?? it was like this question keeps stucking inside my mind.. argh get that shit out of my mind..

however, life has to go on.. too much of complaints will just mess up the condition... so everytime i would just call myself to CALM DOWN CALM DOWN CALM DOWWNNNNNNNNNNNN!!
vry sien wan u noe?? keep study and study non stop... doin something that i dont like almost like every weekday... my mom would be staring at my SPM result and run down to the street... jumping around... sticking those BIG posters stating:
WANTED!!! MY HOT CHILD LAI HAO CHERNG.. IC: XXXXXX-XX-XXXX, HP NO.: 016-XXXXXXX, REASONS OF HIM RUNNING OUT OF HOUSE: SPM RESULTS TOO SIBEH LOUSY, REWARD: MY HUSBAND'S ADIDAS 1-YEAR DISCOUNT CARD..

yer... i get frustrated when they are so the concern of my results since i was born... hope goin bak to baby... i just hate skul okayh?!

definition of "EWHHHHHH"

2008-12-28T21:25:00.002+08:00

3rd post of today...

met my sis on msn today...

look at the below chatlog...

诚 says:
i go excrete my green fluid 1st at basin
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
WHAT?!
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
WHAT GREEN FLUID?
诚 says:
m
诚 says:
u
诚 says:
c
诚 says:
u
诚 says:
s
诚 says:
from ur nasal cavity
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
disgusting shittt
诚 says:
hahahaha
诚 says:
hey!
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewhhhhhhhhhhhhh
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
gross
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
grosssssss
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewh
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewh
诚 says:
abang kau yang terpanas itu kena selesema lar
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewh
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ew
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewh
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
i know
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
but stillll
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewh
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewh
诚 says:
hey
诚 says:
pls care of me lar
诚 says:
not jus ewh ewh ewh
诚 says:
can?!
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewh
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewh
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewh
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewh
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
ewh
..: S@NDR@ :..--> The Hyper Lil' Kid--> Cause you know I'll be there for you. =) says:
hahhahahahhah

so this is my so call "hot" sister, Sandra Cheah...
she likes the word "ewh" so much!! damn lar... he should ask something like: "gor, how r u?" or "gor, drink more water la" or "gor, rest more ya..." but NOT spamming "EEWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" OKAYH?!

do u ever felt the terror-ness and miserable-ness when those green sticky fluids (ewhhhhh =.='') contaminates and flowing around ur nasal cavity... how terrible it is, as how i am feeling right now...

sobsss... it must be the god damn freaking mysterious water i had drank today that had caused this miserable effect on myself.... argh...

aiya... SIEN!!

2008-12-28T20:58:00.002+08:00

09.00pm, 28 December 2008.
3 hours more to 29 Dec 2008...
8 days and 3 hours more to school re-open day, 5 Jan 2009...
8 days 3 hours= 24hours x 8 + 3 hours= 192 hours+3 hours = 195 hours...
195 hours = 11700 minutes...
11700 minutes = 702000 seconds...

OMG!! seven hundred and two thousand seconds more for me to enjoy days sleeping, eating, drinking, internetting, bsb-ing, crapping, sms-ing, calling cecilia, gaming, watching tv, loitering outside and etc.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#@#%&$%@#^!#*&%#@&*^$@!*^%@$*&^!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sobsssssss..

but then the gud thing is cecilia is comin back to KL fr freaking penang in few hours more yeaaaaaaaaaaaaa~ still sobssss..

its kinda "EWHHHHHHHHH" after consuming that mysterious malay-ic liquid since noon jus now... i always checked the color of my kencing... lucky they werent black or purple in color... sandra, dun ewwhhhhh...

so... asking myself now.. how am i goin to spend this seven hundred and two thousand seconds now... i felt kinda miserable when i am to face the skul AGAIN ... somemore... S-O-M-E-M-O-R-E!! pukul EMPAT petang baru BERSURAI!! aiyar... so UNFAIR u knw?! see other skul lar.... skul-s i mean... like SMKTC, SMKSBU, SMK-anything larhh... yer...!!!argh!!

i wonder what kinda life i will continue on my form 5 year... definitely MISERABLE AND DESPERATE i think.... ZZZZZZZzzzz wanna go lying on bed, digging a hole on the floor and stuck my head inside, sobssss. BUT WAIT ..!!!!! HOT PPL CANT GO EMO OKAYHHH?!

sobsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!! no emo!! unfair lar..... >.<

TAHNIAH,.....

2008-12-28T16:39:00.002+08:00

"tahniah tahniah, terimalah angpau ni dlm s'kit shj jgn tak puas ya..."

jus went to my neighbour's house for a jamuan kenduri... the malay couple was like too excited when they saw us arrive... The weather was freaking hot...

we found a table and sit down... my father talked with his malay friends and it was somehow like "tahniah, tahniah, thank u kerana belanja kita (kita?! kami larh....) makan-makan (tak payah gandakan okayh?!) ya... tahniah tahniah..." i dont like it when he was like mem-force-kan the bride and bridegroom to receive his angpau...

I saw few malay kids wearing baju melayu playing PS inside.... wow so high tech, i tot they were used to play congkak or wau or... wateva larh.... and then they stared at my sis and i... this was the first time i've been stared by a group of kids... i dono why... maybe jus that they had nvr seen a guy attending jamuan kenduri wearing so SIMPLE... plus a pair of sandals i wore during ICC... ini panggil LOW PROFILE okayhh?! pun bukan beta yg berXXX dgn pengantin female itu .. buat apa pakai hingga SARCASTIC macam?!

ok lets talk about those foods... they employ like 10-20 waiters, all wearing baju melayu, what they do is just taking a plate, a fork, a spoon and a tissue to the guests on the queue... i was like what the?! wtheck for employing 10-20 waiters as there're oni 2 queues?! the foods were like so malay-ic : nasi goreng (with dry raisins and apricots, so special ^^), ayam KARI, kambing KARI, even lembu KARI !!, NANAS SAMBAL(?!), oranges (dry like nobody's business), muffin, kuih melayu.................

then here comes the funneh part:
every table has a teapot-like pot..(what the... =.='') inside was purely water... beneath the pot is a basement which had holes to let the overflowed water to stay inside... I poured some water into a glass and drank some of it.... then , Then, THEN!! a malay woman sat opposite laughed and told me that: "hey dik... hahaha... tau tak? u tak pernah datang ke kenduri ke? air dlm pot tu bukan utk minum tau? untuk ini macam la dik... haha...***poured some water onto her palms as if she was washing her hands***s'karang tau? air ni utk cuci tangan tau?" TRIPLE G!! ^#%@*%*@$%@#*%@*$!%$*@^#$T@*&$%#$*&#$&(@$^#(&%^#(*%#^%(&%@($^(*%#^(&^(&@%^#&%*#(%&%(#&%(*)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOI!! B*B*!! KAU S'KARANG BARU BAGI TAU SAYA ADAKAH LAMBAT S'KIT SUDAH ARHHH?! she was like laughing at me IM NOT CLOWN OKAYH?! SO WHAT?! YEA I DUNNO U MALAYS USE WATER ON A TABLE , IN A POT TO FREAKING WASH UR HANDS OKAYH?! yea i jus drank some of it... NOT SOME!! ALMOST THE WHOLE GLASS!!OMG!! i felt like asking "air ni bersih tak? beta mmg tak tau air ni utk cuci tangan larhhhh>.<" but for FACE, i jus din ask that...

sien larhhhh.... i wonder would i get sick of what kind of diseases coz of that pot of "pure" H2O... beta tak mau masuk ICU kat HUKM... if i have to go to hospital to let the doctor freaking cut off my abdomen and to take out my stomach to check whether the DARN water had destroyed my body or wateva... pls... GLEN EAGLE PRIVATE HOSPITAL please!! i prefer that..

argh>.<

get PUNCHED!!

2008-12-27T16:50:00.003+08:00

juz went back from KFC with my mom....

looking at my dad's "serious" face while he is sleeping on the floor at my living room, i felt kinda "haizzzz" and i try to figure out the shape of a PIGhead onto my dad's zzzzz-ing skull.
vry few ppl enter KFC today, perhaps it was jus 4 pm, seemingly not many ppl are willing to spend their $$ with KONONnya finger-lickin-gud high-cholesterol+fats chickens .... while i was halfway downloading the movie IP MAN (guys and girls this movie's name is IP MAN, not I-P MAN!!) then yee tin a.k.a my niece came online... at last i can get all the photos i demanded... yea~xD

w8, whr are we? ohya... KFC ... yea... i wonder if the worker bawahberdiri E-N-G-L-I-S-H onot... most probably i was too fluent jus now... i remember i ordered 5 pieces of O.R bestly drumsticks or chicken breasts... but then while she was picking up those chickens , i was like looking at the mirror at the left side of the counter... A while later i received the receipt, WOW.. 5 pieces of chic cost RM14.85, perhaps it had been a really long time i went McDonalds instead of KFC, drinks without refills somemore... hahaxD

Later, i went outta KFC and the most most most most MOST MOST MOST MOST UGLY!! THE MOST UGLI-EST THING APPROACHED ME!! TRIPLE G!! let me tell u wad was it..

it was a kid, really innocent one, the thing that made me HATE IT SO MUCH was the STUPID UGLY FREAKING SCHOOL UNIFORM that little kid was wearing!!

the ever first thing appears in my mind was : duh!! damn!! ISH!! OMG!!i have to freaking transform back into a STUDENT again.. again....................................................SIEN

the first thing i have to do when i first step into the school compound is: I WILL INVITE OUR DEAREST PRINCIPAL TO THE CANTEEN AND HAVE A WONDERFUL BREAKFAST TOGETHER... ENJOYING A CUP OF HOT MILO AIS... (HOT MILO AIS?! how can it be hot when it was iced?? =.='') gg... he will surely get PUNCHED!!

S'KARANG BETA MEMINTA IZIN DRPD SETIAP PIHAK BERKUASA DALAM SKOLAH UNTUK MEMBENARKAN KITA BERTUTUR DALAM B.MANDARIN DAN KANTONIS KALAU BLH, TAMIL PUN DIBENARKAN.... LAGIPUN BERMURAH HATI S'KIT LA JGNLAH BUATKAN KEHIDUPAN TING 5 KAMI SEMUA NI 4PM BARU BERSURAI... BETA TAU KAU SEMUA HAMBA-HAMBA BERKUASA BERTUKAR MASA PEMBELAJARAN KITA PUNYA... THR4,, PLS LA MR.WONG C.K. PLS.... please... PLEASE LARHHHH!!

learning first aid is USEFUL...

2008-12-27T13:21:00.000+08:00

***LUNCHTIME***

i found three packets of mi goreng MI SEDAP BERPERISA SAMBAL in the drawer at my kitchen today... LUCKY!! i wont keep my stomach empty this wonderful noon...

i am good at all types of cooking, EXCEPT frying, steaming, rebus-ing, deepfrying, grilling, etc etc etc etc....... so now i knw, im oni gud in BOILING WATER, thr4 instant noodles are best choice of mine.

but then... incidents are always unnoticeable for victims. I was one of it about 20 minutes ago...

as Devandran a.k.a coal black said during ICC: within this half an hour, ur wrist can patah, even 2 minutes later, u may DIE!!.... WHO KNOWS?? different fates and lucks fall on every single person living on this Earth.. (enuf crapping la swt =.=) i thought he was just joking and what he said did not make any sense... but... until 20 minutes ago ... beta sudah bawahberdiri kat apa yang hamba coal hitam tersebut bercakap, apa-apa sahaja akan berlaku pada bila-bila terhadap sesiapa shj tak kira baik atau buruk, I apperciate this KATA HIKMAT str8 after i injured my finger, as 1 second b4 this GLOBAL news happened, i was digging 1 of my nostrils with it... TRIPLE G!! LOL

u're right, coal black...

as what the title means, learning first aid is useful, Useful, USEFUL!!! as we human (although im GOD hehe) would not know wad may happen even a second later an airplane may crash into ur bedroom and the pilot might have seen what r u doin ALONE on ur BED (starts with a T and ends with a K, which is normal for teenagers NOWADAYS especially ppl like weixing and zhengkang, hahahaxD)... or the moment str8 after u flushed ur toilet bowl after u finish baking hot chocolate cake(s) and havin appointments inside ur toilet, u may see a dark, ugly, ^@@^#%@^%$*^@%*#^%!@*&^%@&$*^@$&*-ing reflection of ur face on the mirror!! ANYTHING COULD HAPPEN!!

ladies and gentlemen, as a conclusion , pls pls pls PLEASE apperciate the PHILOSOPHIES i am teaching u right now... support St.John Ambulance or any medical association for sacrificing their precious times to learn and train how to apply a simple PLASTER onto beta punya injured finger... coz it may happen onto urselves too in maybe 5 more seconds after u read this post...

5...
4...
3...
2...
1...

ARGH!#@#@^^&#%^!@&%$^&%$&^!%#&^$$@*^($%*$%@$*^#@%^&$^*#%!^#*&^!!!!
u juz got a TRIPLE G!! hahaxD

zhengkang.... ZK!!

2008-12-27T11:17:00.000+08:00

another person from MBS as well as 6AC needs medical attention like Jun Bin and Weixing(committee members of 6AC during cdt training camp will bawahberdiri wat i say... xD ***scratch around***)

This news was reported today morning 11.18am, 5 minutes after i signed in my MSN..

I got a TRIPLE G when ZK sent somethin to me: SUPER VIOLENCE!!!!!
i jz got shocked and a little bit of hyperventilation not even halfway watching the video...
He nvr said that the video is at my own risk!! I cant get into lunch now.. all my appetites were like being dumped into that video... i wonder what kinda virus invaded ZK's brain cells causing him to lose himself.... haiz.... stop dat ZK!! comon lar,... i knw dat the skul reopens cause u so much stress-es.. but this is strictly an INAPPROPRIATE thing for ur age to watch it, even havin it in ur computer, okaY?! ***slap*** WAKE UP LAR...

darn... HATE SCHOOL!!

a little bit about my brother...

2008-12-26T21:20:00.001+08:00

My elder bro, Lai Hao Ran jz passed his private high school 高三统考(sumthin like STPM) with real FLYING colors..

OMG im gonna miss him so much... He's goin to continue his learning future in Monach University in Australia most probably...

my bro used to take care of me when we were still little... my parents went out working everyday, every minute and every single second... I remembered the Power Ranger model, i built that with him...

He loves geography, which i hated most.. hahaxD
He wants to be an ecologist, he told me that yesterday evening during the XMAS dinner...
yea im gonna miss u so much bro... u're my oni bro...

today he brought her GF a.k.a my sister in law to my house... she's pretty, like Cecilia... but then my parents' reaction was like.... DUH!! hahaxD watch out bro...it's kinda dramatic when i saw my dad talking to my bro about his GF like when The Axis troop havin meeting with the Allies when World War II was goin to end... hahaxD

i'm goin to set my new base in the computer room hahaxD coz my bro's leavin... but... it's real kinda empty , i guess,... after my bro left this house.. Something will lack without him staying in the house, spending days on 2 things: STAR WARS BATTLEFRONT, AND.... the thick, Thick, THICK book "Studying Ecology..."

Australia was kinda quiet country am i right.... miles more to the south... yeapp... New Zealand... Hey WeiGin a.k.a flammable!! be careful, i will order my bro to catch George back jus for u hahahaXD... BRO I LOVE U!!

a million, billion and trillion SORRY!! TO MY LOVER, JUN BIN!!!!!!

2008-12-26T20:08:00.000+08:00

woi woi woi woi leng chai can u hear me? im sorry lar haha xD dont mean to hurt u ... hey hey... okok..

DONT MEAN TO HURT U LAR....

SORRY !!SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!

haha, but then later i sms-ed him he said that;s fine, he was so OPEN OMG!!

i love u still, MIC..................................... ***vomit***

hahahaxD i knew u love me too ............................................. ***vomit***

wakaka

WELCOME TO HAO CHERNG'S HOT LABORATORY...

2008-12-26T18:51:00.000+08:00

experiment 1126
november 26th, 2008 A.D.
Aim: To study Jun Bin
Hypothesis: the more jun bin in this world, the closer to the day of the end of the world.
Apparatus and Material: a DNA sample from Jun Bin's brain, armies from the whole world, Security guards to protect Jun Bin's parents and sister, a piece of wooden block, a piece of metal block, a piece of silver block, a piece of golden block, a 1000-karat diamond.
Procedure:-
1. locate DNA sample from Jun Bin's brain on the middle of Semenanjung Malaysia's South-North highway. The highway must be securely guarded by the armies to prevent all the citizens being murdered by Jun Bin.
2. lock Jun Bin's family under the SMART TUNNEL and order the security guards holding AK-67 and , driving tanks and army jets to patrol around the tunnel and to protect their safety.
3. place the piece of wooden block in front of DNA sample from Jun Bin's brain, observe.
4. place the piece of metal block in front of DNA sample from Jun Bin's brain, observe.
5. place the piece of silver block in front of DNA sample from Jun Bin's brain, observe.
6. place the piece of golden block in front of DNA sample from Jun Bin's brain, observe.
7. place the piece of 1000-karat diamond in front of DNA sample from Jun Bin's brain, observe.
8. Finally, tabulate all the results.

RESULTS:
1. from procedure 3, the wooden block turns into ashes at the moment straight after it was placed in front of DNA sample from Jun Bin's brain.
2. from procedure 4, the metal block melts into fleshy liquids and flooded the cities, no; countries nearby. Deads and Missing of people were reported extremely frequently.
3. from procedure 5, the silver block turns into an egg, crafted with Jun Bin's portrait, this makes all the armies found to be diarrhea straight after they had seen Jun Bin's look.
4. from procedure 6, the golden block exploded and the remaining piece turned into bubur tulang babi for no reasons. Scientists are still searching out the reasons.
5. from procedure 7, the 1000-karat diamond DISAPPEARED in a sudden when it came to a distance of 1000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 miles from the DNA sample from Jun Bin's brain. The HEAD OF SCIENTISTS, Lai Hao Cherng and his vice, Sandra Cheah Mei Teng are still finding out the reasons for all the results obtained above.

Conclusion: Jun Bin is crazy, stay away from him AT LEAST 9,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999 miles . Thus, the more jun bin in this world, the closer to the day of the end of the world. Hence, the hypothesis is ACCEPTABLE AND VALID.

p/s: anyone who had read this post, please, Please, PLEASE be concern of this issue, JUN BIN IS AN INSANE, STAY AS FAR AS POSSIBLE FROM THIS HARMFUL GUY, THE BOTTOM CHATLOG IS AN EVIDENCE SHOWING THAT THIS GUY'S AN ABNORMAL ONE!!

****EVIDENCE****CHATLOG****

[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
repeat after me...
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
s
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
u
诚 says:
u need MEDICAL ATTENTION !
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
g
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
a
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
h
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
SUGAH!!!!
诚 says:
o no !!
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
nonono
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
S-U-G-A-H
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
sugah....
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
sugah
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
suuuuu
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
gah
诚 says:
zz
诚 says:
wa
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
wat wat wat ?
诚 says:
u really LOA
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
u haven pronounce sugah properly....
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
faster!!!!
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
i know...
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
so ??
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
i SSS tak boleh a ??

诚 says:
s
诚 says:
u
诚 says:
g
诚 says:
a
诚 says:
...
诚 says:
.....
诚 says:
........ no !
诚 says:
nonono!!!
诚 says:
NO !!
诚 says:
I CNT B[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
haaaaahahahahahah haaahahaa
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
then dun lorh....
诚 says:
i mus tell chin chooi about this
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
tired then pergi tidur...
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
tell la...
诚 says:
ok
诚 says:
tell her that she had met a real abnormal guy EVER in this world
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
ya rite....
诚 says:
haiz
诚 says:
i kesian u
诚 says:
dun like dat pls
诚 says:
i wonder if ur dad or mom quarrel....
诚 says:
or ur sis get chocked
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
one yr once onli ma....
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
my sis sleeping when i hyper ma...
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
then my mom went out....
诚 says:
ur dad?
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
working la duh...
诚 says:
haiz
诚 says:
i understand their feeling
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
wtf...... (***Sandra is goin to kill u JB!!***)
诚 says:
they jus that.. jus that they think that u were too hyper and that u will get hold of all the knifes and gergaji to slash around the house
诚 says:
so ur sis locked herself in the room and pretended as if she was sleeping
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
hahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahaha
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
no...
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
my sis sleeping in the living room...
诚 says:
and ur mom went out without taking care of ur sis's safety as if she went out shopping but actually she regretted of borning u out
诚 says:
the living room?!
诚 says:
no !!
诚 says:
it must be a puppet
诚 says:
fake wan
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
funny....
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
got breathing one...
诚 says:
hey
诚 says:
jun bin
诚 says:
WELCOME TO 21ST CENTURY OK?!
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
wat ??
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
okook
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
i'm in the 22nd
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
sry...
诚 says:
walao
诚 says:
u rly got sick or something?!
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
a bit lo...
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
aiyo...
诚 says:
or u got wad kinda brain disease after u had banged against the ceiling?!@
诚 says:
omg
***here this insane talks about my sis...***
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
early early msn me...
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
then high liao...
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
then i go her blog...
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
got high high music summore...
***this was the part he wanted to tell the whole world he's an expert of SSS-ing***
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
eh eh
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
wan my signature ??
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
2day my hyperness day wo...
诚 says:
...
[c=12]--...junbin_liew...-- [/c=22] says:
must get my sign
***THE END***

okok, ladies and gentlemen, saw? now u knw? how abnormal is my 08/09 divisional Member-In-Charge?? =.='' OMG, TRIPLE G!! he's INSANE!!STAY AS FAS AS POSSIBLE AWAY FROM HIM,... OR HER... anything lar... haiz.. but guys and girls, i wonder what kind of genes or stuffs had been stucked in his brain cells... virus? mutants??!
sorry Jun Bin for posting about ur privacies... BUT BUT BUT... i had to take care of everyone's safety on the surface of the Earth!! and our unknown E.T. friends outside... OMG... im so sorry...

p/s: to chin chooi a.k.a jie jie, hey sis, caution!! take care of urself after u had married this guy, coz.. mayb someday during the midnight, he might have holding a real sharp knife... pointing at u.. OMG!! i cant imagine that!! JESUS!! gosh.... all i can say to u is... TAKE CARE!!

someone pls share ur opinions in the chatbox, i need everyone's points of view about this insane... DAMN...

a gang of bad friends...

2008-12-26T17:57:00.000+08:00

argh, my hands felt so pain after playing basketball with friends....

shitty weather had made the court so AWFUL... it's almost thoroughly WET, WET AND WET!!
i've got a triple G when i get to see the condition of the court...

we have brains one la.... we moved to another court, which was,..... okay... a LITTLE BIT drier... MUDDY!! MY GOD!! GOSH!!! I THOUGHT OF THE AWFUL ICC CAMPSITE AGAIN!! i hate it when the DIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSGUSTTTTIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGGGG scene reappears in my brain... duh!
lets have some opinion sharing about the guys' campsite during ICC...
what i can say is... 3 words: YER... ARGH.... PUI!!!!somemore got boars... so scary. i wonder how SARCASTICALLY females could have screamed around the campsite if they were not sleeping in dorms.... then we guys could have some entertainment... yeah~

then later i went back home, god i was so TIRED!! i slept senseless on the sofa for 2 hours... until it was nearly six, i juz remembered, i had a blog... i had to post something about today, if not... sandra will onli say: ABANG!! BLOGGING SANGAT FUN LA!! BILA LU EMO, LU BOLEH MELUAHKAN APA-APA SAHAJA DALAM BLOG, POST BANYAK S'KIT LA!! MACAM SAYA!! HOT SANGAT!! JADIKAN BLOG U SPT BLOGKU MACAM FAMOUS LAR..~~~!!!!!!!!!! i bet she will be saying it in palace's languange (bahasa istana)... i tought her that, she oredi mastered the language... ORANG YG TDK CUKUP PANAS TDK BLH GUNA BAHASA ISTANA.. BAWAHBERDIRI?!

then later, halfway posting these craps, my dearest 08/09 divisional MIC signed in, i thought it was normal .... BUT NOT!! HE HAD CHANGED TO ANOTHER PERSON THAT I NEVER SEEN BEFORE!!gosh!!GOSH!! TRIPLE G!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (= = stands for wad ady a?... lol gonna go check sandra's blog ady....) he was like OMG... trying to express that he was hotter than either me n sandra.... LOL!! LAUGH OUT LOUD!!! hey JUN BIN!! u wont be any hotter than me or sandra OKAY?! u 're jus a beginner... Beginner... BEGINNER!!! OKAY??!... so SHUT UP LA hahahahahahahhahahahahaxD~~

ZK came online also a while later, Cecilia always said he was cute, ya... fine lorhhh.. but actually he was cute indeed... i admit that... but.. but... but... think wise ----- WHO TOUGHT HIM THAT?! CECILIA!! WAKE UP !! HAHAAAHAHAHHAXD.. love u **muacksss**

conclusion: today wasn't boring but... Sandra!! come online lar!! mui!! i need u so that i can be more more more MORE MORE MORE HYPER OKAY?!?!?!!?!

and jun bin... weixing... yee tin a.k.a my niece... kee lin.... come and gimme all the photos!~!! i DEMANDED IT!!

hypothesis: the hyper-er a person, the hotter that person. LOL

JUN BIN!!

2008-12-25T23:38:00.000+08:00

my dearest divisional MIC><

can i have my photos as SOON as POSSIBLE?!?!

but i tot u were dead... how many gunshot wounds u have a??

coz i shot u on the spot right after u teased my sister!! my HOT sister.... she said u spoilt her future.... hahahaxD

btw, i want my photos really, so MEMORABLE...

SPECIALLY TO OUR "DEAREST" RH2ESSCI'S ROYAL PET:

2008-12-25T23:13:00.000+08:00

to our lovely and loyal pet for the Royal Hyper Hot Extreme Syok Sendiri Club International a.k.a U KNOW WHO, ----------->>

LISTEN HERE,
SHUT UP AND STOP TORTURE ME BY WORDS AND UR ARGH-ing SMS-ES-ES-ES-ES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OKAY?!
LEAVE ME ALONE !!

IF NOT... HEHE. I WILL ACT LIKE THE FAT GUY IN THE APPRENTICE:
"U'RE FIRED!!"

Christmas ends in 55 minutes...

2008-12-25T23:04:00.000+08:00

jus went bac from high-class dinner with family and friends...

I ordered a Campfire Salmon Steak, along with appetizer Typhoon Onion, a Lemonade Cocktail and some 200x red wine, i forgot the year... XD

There's only 1 thing i can say: I WAS BORN TO BE ALCOHOLIC...

my dinner ended up with 5 glasses of bottomless cocktails and approx 2 glasses of bloody red wine...

the dessert was fabulous, a thick mousse ice-cream topped by a typical vanilla with chocolate chips, covering a basement of rich HOT brownies~ I LOVE XMAS, ESP THIS YEAR, FANTASTIC..

AND 1 MORE THING, cecilia, im goin to miss u so much, i wonder if Penang suits u... no... Wilayah should have suit u more, coz im here. DEFINITELY...

i am IT noob..

2008-12-25T18:24:00.000+08:00

thx to sandra, u knw wad had u helped me..

i hate IT, i failed that almost every exam season... hahaha...

what for, tell me what for? learning IT is STUPID, USELESS, jus for me, OKAY??!