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feexa
liz
sakeena
khairin
hanah
shid
tea
lynn
rfandi
azri
liyana
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sum tings just dont fail to amuse me 20060220
weehoo!!!
2dae is such a nice dae for me!!
it has not been a very blue overcast monday afterall!!
my mum just talked to me..tts one..
after a few days of being on cold shoulder with her..haha..
azri u noe wat im talkin abt..(his name was deliberately inserted at such an anti-climatic juncture since he insisted to) haha..
n todae my dear darling founder of mugger's club, Kristy, has done it again!!!
hahahah....she had been a saviour of the moment for the fate of a 2 dollar note which was pasted pathetically with blutac on one of the pillars in the school...
tis is for the guys who dared anyone to take up the challenge..
it had proved no feat for Kristy bcoz considering the height at which the note was placed was like i saed pathetically pretty low..hahah...such an insult to ppl of kristy's height...
but she so deserves an applaud for her bravery to brace the parapets leading to the pillar..
if ur thinking its the parapets just outside the windows its so not ok..
the parapets are small enough for a feet and there are 4 of them encircled facing openly into the 2nd storey..which is so to sae she was literally in mid-air while doing it...hhah..(she wore shorts btw)
n thanx to her..all 4 of us are gonna get a ribena treat!!!
yay!!
n if ur wondering why those guys even do what they did..haahh...its just for the pure entertainment of us jc peeps who are deprived of proper fascination and trying to amuse ourselves within those 4 boundaries...lolx..
thanx u guys!!
it was fun!!
hahha..really...
i tink u guys gotta try harder for the 10 bucks one..
u wouldnt want ur challenge to be captured for a bare min on video cam bcoz it isnt daunting enuff...(evil grin)
by any chance, these guys' generosity ought to be lauded as well.
they are on their mission for a 10 bucks one so if any of u are up for an adventure flock down to PJC...waakkakaaka...
hmm...niwae azri ..sincerity in all sense of the word means to give without expecting anything in return....hahhaha....sorrie i am just being the irritating me yet again..
n yeah a black cat just crossed my path on the way home..ouhh no..
its nt tt i believe in all those age-old myths but his eyes were scary..they were an irisdiscent yellow n those eyeballs were literally glaring right at me which made stop in my tracks..i tot it was about to pounce for me..
hmm ive alwaes been so fond of black cats but not tis one..heh..
hmmm i'll just devote my bitching session in its whole entirety in another entry instead..sum other tyme it shall be..
im darn tired...i need a nap for now..
so looooong...
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its an irony ppl dun take notice of what happened on the day after valentine's day. haha..somebody gonna be proud of me saying this.
the nanjing massacre documentary screened yesterdae during assembly has made me regarded the Japanese with an impotent fury. by convention, everybody would have likewise sentiments.
the slashing of the bayonets, the visual thoughts of this little boy who got speared by the buttocks and flung across the room and 200,000 women who were raped are just too horrific.
how can ppl who were victimised and terrorised by this series of morbid massacre events discard their initial detest for these uncivilised, barbaric doings?
they claimed these japanese ordinaries were forced into the army and they were reluctant.
they didnt want war..
thus they shouldnt be blamed and cursed their whole lives..
but isnt it ironic and contradicting when ppl sae they were reluctant while their violence sure proved otherwise. ok maybe reluctance after years of conditioning and all due respect towards the japanese imperial army officials had metamorphosized into something more tyrannical.
even then dont these ppl have empathy?
a wee bit or a tinge of compassion for those kids especially?
dont their remorseness overcome them at all when their callous bayonets touch the surfaces of innocent folds of skin?
dont those fresh pool of blood remind them of theirs?
dont they remember that brotherhood and blood is the emblem of humanity?
did humanity even cross their paths of minds?
what were their heads even teeming with at that period of tyme?
eccentric plans?
quaint fancies?
are all these what that they define reluctance?
reluctance or hesitance to veer away those weapons by the seconds for fear their guilty conscience will set in and take the better of them..probably
or their hearts and minds have been reluctantly brainwashed..probably
how doomed can one be when they thought they had paid homage to the japanese emperor when at the same time he committed unforgiven and perpetual crimes to fragile humanity..
people will never forget these doings even if asians are just so bound to traditions of being extravagantly forgiving.
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had yu-sheng in skool todae. very thoughtful of u guys to share the remnants of chinese new year's joys with the rest, i mean ppl like me.
altho it wasnt as great as i thot, i have a personal favourite- the crackers.
taste out of this world.
still prefer my grandma's rendang anytime. i miss her. shes all the way in malacca.
great just when i need affectionate huggies. my mum cant possibly provide me with those as she's no touchy mother. hahha. some would be giving me those incredulous looks but well im used to it.
believe it or not, ive never for once hugged my mum. but i still love her if ur thinking otherwise and i duly noe its a mutual one. she loves me too. i noe.
listened to falling away with you-muse.
my personal favourite for now.
its a hauntingly nice song for those emo mods out there.
go listen.
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updates:
went zouk flea market with lynn, fiza and feexa.
spent a whooping 30 bucks on tees and a dangling red chandelier-like keychain ($5).
my sis took one of the shirts and i gave her a $3 discount. how much nicer can i ever be when the flea price of the shirt is only $5. way within her budget.
the place was as packed like last yr. even then wat can u expect its a flea market.
exudes that same cigarettey smells which will just block the nasal passageways of my nose when i stay a little longer inside. the longer i stay, the more my head spins. contents of the cigarettes can just fatally interrupts my normal bodily functions of breathing.
amazing enuff theres alwaes miracles when it comes to retail therapy, especially when it comes by cheap. the more your head spins, the more you transpire and reek of sweat, the more heady u get abt shopping. eyes and hands, they function interconnectedly, once u eye something, those hands will just swiftly swipe watevr uve just seen. the happiest part when u get to noe its 4 bucks. wat more can i ask for rite??
theres been so much fuss abt the black metal scene and how this cult is being misjudged.
about how ur life can fall apart when u throw urself into this scene and all the blahs.
many would argue this to be blatant stereotyping.
i mean if ure talking abt decadent lifestyle, many of which can be contributed by other genres as well.
on the flipside, its always those dumbloves that choose to think of black metal as another loving trend to appear fierce & feared, thus to rebel, & to be so true that they look more like wannabes. they are the total spoilt wankers.
i mean c'mon this cult may seem dark and horrific on the outside but just give them a whole new lease of life and let them do what they wana do. it wont do any harm btw its just another form of music. nothing is wrong with being different.
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20060205
my life has just begun..
at a certain phase or juncture tt tis really shudnt be happening..
at all..
i dun wana make things any worse..
like what happened before..
i dun wana transpire wrong signals..wrong gestures..wrong language
im fully saturated with things tts beyond wat i can handle..
why now..
why not those yesteryears..
why now..
occurences and appearances are unintended..
when those i only hoped for sometime ago..
ive grown out of that phase..
so long ago
for me to even rekindle..
i guess i shall just buy my time..
and hang on
until those unintended speaks for themselves..
i will just pause to my favourite parts and
lull to a story so beautiful an epic.
those were not meant to be understood and interpreted.
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20060203
what are friends for? especially when u have a musically-inclined one..haha..now that ive learned how to go about strumming the guitar(i havent got to really master this one) and learning a few of the easier notes, all thanks to Kristy, my once burning passion was rekindled. and of course, yi ying for the guitar even tho we used it without permission but here's the credits.
im all agog to pursue mine and su ling's intentions to learn how to play the guitar after a levels!!
kristy shall be the benefactor charging at $3.50 and we the benefitters..tell me why should i go sumplace else to learn when i can get mine at rock bottom price!
like i saed wat are frens for? rite?
rite...
i feel so accomplished todae.
i was supposed to cut my friggin long hair like during the cny hols but out-of-money circumstances held me back. so plan temporarily aborted. damn.
my hair is getting disgustingly long and they are literally kissing the nape of my neck. when my hair grows longer, half of the length will have a mind of its own and choose to veer to different angles making tt part of the hair look like the snakes on medusa's forsaken head. n those snakes been weighing down on my brain cells lately. reception by the ears getting low and information processing seems to travel by miles before they reach the control ctr of my brain.
i tink the snakes are sheding their skins on my scalp and it's an exothermic reaction, thus heating up my brain cells. n enzymes in brain cells get denatured if temperature soars above optimal. therefore, my brain just seem to be malfunctioning lately.
huh this suggests a must-do haircut anytime this weekend.
hah. my class is performing for pioneerama. they are headbanging to simple plan's crazy.
i seriously hope it will really be headbanging but yarlar sum things just cannot go the way u like it to be. haha..the musical instruments piece themselves well aside one another tho and making the whole show a melodic stimulating experience. at least u guys are a far cry from teething stage. nice energy u guys have there!
amplify everything and tt pioneerama is right under ur belts..take it away tmr in good shape!
i'll support u guys thru n thru!
ROCKO PIONEERS!!
wth..
haish..my animosity towards sumone seems to unfurl at greater lengths each passing day..
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weehoo!!!
2dae is such a nice dae for me!!
it has not been a very blue overcast monday afterall!!
my mum just talked to me..tts one..
after a few days of being on cold shoulder with her..haha..
azri u noe wat im talkin abt..(his name was deliberately inserted at such an anti-climatic juncture since he insisted to) haha..
n todae my dear darling founder of mugger's club, Kristy, has done it again!!!
hahahah....she had been a saviour of the moment for the fate of a 2 dollar note which was pasted pathetically with blutac on one of the pillars in the school...
tis is for the guys who dared anyone to take up the challenge..
it had proved no feat for Kristy bcoz considering the height at which the note was placed was like i saed pathetically pretty low..hahah...such an insult to ppl of kristy's height...
but she so deserves an applaud for her bravery to brace the parapets leading to the pillar..
if ur thinking its the parapets just outside the windows its so not ok..
the parapets are small enough for a feet and there are 4 of them encircled facing openly into the 2nd storey..which is so to sae she was literally in mid-air while doing it...hhah..(she wore shorts btw)
n thanx to her..all 4 of us are gonna get a ribena treat!!!
yay!!
n if ur wondering why those guys even do what they did..haahh...its just for the pure entertainment of us jc peeps who are deprived of proper fascination and trying to amuse ourselves within those 4 boundaries...lolx..
thanx u guys!!
it was fun!!
hahha..really...
i tink u guys gotta try harder for the 10 bucks one..
u wouldnt want ur challenge to be captured for a bare min on video cam bcoz it isnt daunting enuff...(evil grin)
by any chance, these guys' generosity ought to be lauded as well.
they are on their mission for a 10 bucks one so if any of u are up for an adventure flock down to PJC...waakkakaaka...
hmm...niwae azri ..sincerity in all sense of the word means to give without expecting anything in return....hahhaha....sorrie i am just being the irritating me yet again..
n yeah a black cat just crossed my path on the way home..ouhh no..
its nt tt i believe in all those age-old myths but his eyes were scary..they were an irisdiscent yellow n those eyeballs were literally glaring right at me which made stop in my tracks..i tot it was about to pounce for me..
hmm ive alwaes been so fond of black cats but not tis one..heh..
hmmm i'll just devote my bitching session in its whole entirety in another entry instead..sum other tyme it shall be..
im darn tired...i need a nap for now..
so looooong...
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its an irony ppl dun take notice of what happened on the day after valentine's day. haha..somebody gonna be proud of me saying this.
the nanjing massacre documentary screened yesterdae during assembly has made me regarded the Japanese with an impotent fury. by convention, everybody would have likewise sentiments.
the slashing of the bayonets, the visual thoughts of this little boy who got speared by the buttocks and flung across the room and 200,000 women who were raped are just too horrific.
how can ppl who were victimised and terrorised by this series of morbid massacre events discard their initial detest for these uncivilised, barbaric doings?
they claimed these japanese ordinaries were forced into the army and they were reluctant.
they didnt want war..
thus they shouldnt be blamed and cursed their whole lives..
but isnt it ironic and contradicting when ppl sae they were reluctant while their violence sure proved otherwise. ok maybe reluctance after years of conditioning and all due respect towards the japanese imperial army officials had metamorphosized into something more tyrannical.
even then dont these ppl have empathy?
a wee bit or a tinge of compassion for those kids especially?
dont their remorseness overcome them at all when their callous bayonets touch the surfaces of innocent folds of skin?
dont those fresh pool of blood remind them of theirs?
dont they remember that brotherhood and blood is the emblem of humanity?
did humanity even cross their paths of minds?
what were their heads even teeming with at that period of tyme?
eccentric plans?
quaint fancies?
are all these what that they define reluctance?
reluctance or hesitance to veer away those weapons by the seconds for fear their guilty conscience will set in and take the better of them..probably
or their hearts and minds have been reluctantly brainwashed..probably
how doomed can one be when they thought they had paid homage to the japanese emperor when at the same time he committed unforgiven and perpetual crimes to fragile humanity..
people will never forget these doings even if asians are just so bound to traditions of being extravagantly forgiving.
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had yu-sheng in skool todae. very thoughtful of u guys to share the remnants of chinese new year's joys with the rest, i mean ppl like me.
altho it wasnt as great as i thot, i have a personal favourite- the crackers.
taste out of this world.
still prefer my grandma's rendang anytime. i miss her. shes all the way in malacca.
great just when i need affectionate huggies. my mum cant possibly provide me with those as she's no touchy mother. hahha. some would be giving me those incredulous looks but well im used to it.
believe it or not, ive never for once hugged my mum. but i still love her if ur thinking otherwise and i duly noe its a mutual one. she loves me too. i noe.
listened to falling away with you-muse.
my personal favourite for now.
its a hauntingly nice song for those emo mods out there.
go listen.
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<$BlogDateHeader$>
updates:
went zouk flea market with lynn, fiza and feexa.
spent a whooping 30 bucks on tees and a dangling red chandelier-like keychain ($5).
my sis took one of the shirts and i gave her a $3 discount. how much nicer can i ever be when the flea price of the shirt is only $5. way within her budget.
the place was as packed like last yr. even then wat can u expect its a flea market.
exudes that same cigarettey smells which will just block the nasal passageways of my nose when i stay a little longer inside. the longer i stay, the more my head spins. contents of the cigarettes can just fatally interrupts my normal bodily functions of breathing.
amazing enuff theres alwaes miracles when it comes to retail therapy, especially when it comes by cheap. the more your head spins, the more you transpire and reek of sweat, the more heady u get abt shopping. eyes and hands, they function interconnectedly, once u eye something, those hands will just swiftly swipe watevr uve just seen. the happiest part when u get to noe its 4 bucks. wat more can i ask for rite??
theres been so much fuss abt the black metal scene and how this cult is being misjudged.
about how ur life can fall apart when u throw urself into this scene and all the blahs.
many would argue this to be blatant stereotyping.
i mean if ure talking abt decadent lifestyle, many of which can be contributed by other genres as well.
on the flipside, its always those dumbloves that choose to think of black metal as another loving trend to appear fierce & feared, thus to rebel, & to be so true that they look more like wannabes. they are the total spoilt wankers.
i mean c'mon this cult may seem dark and horrific on the outside but just give them a whole new lease of life and let them do what they wana do. it wont do any harm btw its just another form of music. nothing is wrong with being different.
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my life has just begun..
at a certain phase or juncture tt tis really shudnt be happening..
at all..
i dun wana make things any worse..
like what happened before..
i dun wana transpire wrong signals..wrong gestures..wrong language
im fully saturated with things tts beyond wat i can handle..
why now..
why not those yesteryears..
why now..
occurences and appearances are unintended..
when those i only hoped for sometime ago..
ive grown out of that phase..
so long ago
for me to even rekindle..
i guess i shall just buy my time..
and hang on
until those unintended speaks for themselves..
i will just pause to my favourite parts and
lull to a story so beautiful an epic.
those were not meant to be understood and interpreted.
|
|
<$BlogDateHeader$>
what are friends for? especially when u have a musically-inclined one..haha..now that ive learned how to go about strumming the guitar(i havent got to really master this one) and learning a few of the easier notes, all thanks to Kristy, my once burning passion was rekindled. and of course, yi ying for the guitar even tho we used it without permission but here's the credits.
im all agog to pursue mine and su ling's intentions to learn how to play the guitar after a levels!!
kristy shall be the benefactor charging at $3.50 and we the benefitters..tell me why should i go sumplace else to learn when i can get mine at rock bottom price!
like i saed wat are frens for? rite?
rite...
i feel so accomplished todae.
i was supposed to cut my friggin long hair like during the cny hols but out-of-money circumstances held me back. so plan temporarily aborted. damn.
my hair is getting disgustingly long and they are literally kissing the nape of my neck. when my hair grows longer, half of the length will have a mind of its own and choose to veer to different angles making tt part of the hair look like the snakes on medusa's forsaken head. n those snakes been weighing down on my brain cells lately. reception by the ears getting low and information processing seems to travel by miles before they reach the control ctr of my brain.
i tink the snakes are sheding their skins on my scalp and it's an exothermic reaction, thus heating up my brain cells. n enzymes in brain cells get denatured if temperature soars above optimal. therefore, my brain just seem to be malfunctioning lately.
huh this suggests a must-do haircut anytime this weekend.
hah. my class is performing for pioneerama. they are headbanging to simple plan's crazy.
i seriously hope it will really be headbanging but yarlar sum things just cannot go the way u like it to be. haha..the musical instruments piece themselves well aside one another tho and making the whole show a melodic stimulating experience. at least u guys are a far cry from teething stage. nice energy u guys have there!
amplify everything and tt pioneerama is right under ur belts..take it away tmr in good shape!
i'll support u guys thru n thru!
ROCKO PIONEERS!!
wth..
haish..my animosity towards sumone seems to unfurl at greater lengths each passing day..
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