Stress Kills. So Don't Take Exams.

It's Friday and after a whole week of test paper madness.

Next week we will continue.

Basically, I have nothing to say at this point. Kind of a waste of bandwidth huh? Who cares. I don't. I really don't.

Okay, so Biology was okay, not many problems faced. I still can't believe how hopeless I was at Addmaths again. It's just so hard to understand. I mean, you cant even apply it to real life. Only some of it, like the triangles and stuff. But I just don't get how logarithm will help us decide how many apples I'll get out of 127 between 7 people. Ya.

I need a digicam soon. Necessity is turning into desperate desire. Oh god, I am going to die a technological 'noob'.

When Pink Flowers Bloom, I Take Out The Lawnmower.

Things are all right now I suppose. Not so emo anymore. I guess it's just a day thing. Almost like, a day of menstruation. Only for guys. I think. If it means anything though, I'm still blasting Delta Goodrem's song on my Winamp. The lyrics are so meaningful. They bring tears to my eyes. Well, not really.

Well, spoke with dear person again. Apparently person is sick and having a fever. :'( Hope gets well.

I have not studied anything at all today. Why is it so hard to study!? Why can't they let us bring reference books into exams. We'll have reference books when we have careers right? It's just a matter of time before we get used to it and need not use reference books anymore. Like I've said before, when travelling long distances, take the shortest route. What's more, the shortest route doesn't have to be dangerous just because of that reason. It's pure common sense. Why walk to shopping mall when you can ride a car there. It's much dangerous to walk if you ask me. No?

Common sense is what makes the world go round. Common sense is what made me, me. Common sense is what made me lost everytime I fight with my mummy, because she is common sense queen. So is my dad, except, I've learnt over the years, and soon their facts won't be as effective as before. MuaHaHa. I'm like a science project that turned on it's creator. One thing about parents though, and you have to agree wholeheartedly with this, is that they will NEVER 'mengaku kalah' or admit defeat. Because they are parents. Parents will not admit to losing to their own children. It's pure human nature. Like, I'll be in total shock if someone stupid beats me at 1+123458291739491. Which is 123458291739492. Ya. Eyh? Got wrong onot la, aiyo. Paise paise.

Hrmm, just read Sarah's blog. I'm jealous of her very very geng english. I wan to suck her brain. Aiye, I think she might get high from even that. Eh, hehehe, forget it la. Anyway, my blog cannot be very pretty because it has some damned javascript error. F*ck it. They force us to use the new blogger, and yet have faulty thingies? I call them thingies because I dunno what their called. Links? Buttons? Clickables? Whichever. Should ask sexy genius Dr. Sharah Zane. Woot. So sexy name le.

I think I should find pictures to put on this post. Just for some colour. Too holy liao this blog template. And as if I'm such a holy person. To my embarassment to say, I think I'm more holy when I want something and ask God for it. But hey, at least I admit so I know I should change. But parents working almost everyday la. Summore this morning my grandmother cook. Prawns and cabbage with prawns. I think my piercing will turn mouldy and I will lose one ear due to seafood infection. Don't you think so?

Fuuh, lazy to post pictures liao la. Hopefully I get extra money during the course of this year so I can finally buy a phone that's not embarassing to take out of my pocket whenever I get SMS. I know it's shallow and cheap to say what I want on a blog. But I guess it's a must have thing now. I mean, seriously. No digicam or a phone that can take quality pictures. Seriously. I am doomed to be technologically retarded liao.

Joy to the world, the b!atch!ba!ki!asu has spoken.

Just Perfect.

Lost Without You by Delta Goodrem



These are the lyrics. If only I could write it in blood, I would do it just to show you how I really feel.

Thank you for everything you've done TO me. And no, I'm not thanking you for what you've done FOR me. Totally different in this damn situation.

Just Like The One Who Hurt You First.

This post is just for you, 'dear' person.

I have regretted so many things ever since I met you.

I should have never replied your stupid Friendster message.

I should have never gave you my MSN.

I should have never shared my life experiences with you.

I should have never gave you my phone number.

I should have never let you call me.

I should have never answered your phone call.

I should have never chatted with you till past midnight.

I should have never told you what I feel.

I should have never believed what you said.

I should have never listened to your empty promises.

I should have never fallen for you.

I should have never left my friends to worry because of you.

I should have never cared about you.

I should have never wasted my credit to try to contact you.

I should have never thought about meeting up with you.

I should have never wanted to think you were something good.

I should have never expected you to take me this far just to put me down.

I should have never cared about you.

You know who you are. You've become the person who hurt you in the first place, so now you want someone else to experience that same pain. I hope you never have another good night's sleep in your whole entire life, you damn hypocrite.

You've been left by yourself during your SPM year, and now you're doing the same to me. You sent me history notes and the nicest messages, but all are useless when you don't even care about the person you sent them to. Day by day, your messages become shorter and you send them less frequently, now only once a day if I'm lucky.

I reply to them, only to receive crap filled messages that don't make sense to what I had typed before. Do you have someone else? Why do you always make me wait. It's always excuse after excuse just to keep me from making any assumptions. In the end, the excuses don't matter, because I've never given you an excuse. How long are you going to make me wait?

Just give me the bad news and let me drown in my own blood tears. You've been one the best things that's happened to me, and you've also become the worst. Which one will you be in the end? I will never know, because you always change the damn topic to something that I don't even give a f*ck about. The only thing I give a damn is YOU. Not crap we hear about everyday. Just give me an answer and leave me alone if you decide it's best we don't continue this. If I could only make the pain just go away.

Like a moth drawn to a flame, I risk myself just to be near you.

The worst thing about all this is...



I still have feelings for you.
I can't think of anything else.
So please stop hurting me.

Of Car Scratches And Stupid Police.

If you didn't notice, I double posted today. Which is amazing. Well, not until you hear the facts. Which is amazing. It's because blogger sucks and my browser can't deal with javascripts or whatever. Which is amazing. Bullsh*t pls.

Anyway, TODAY I was at Kristine's house, with my sexy super slim PS2. Due to the fact that I extremely enjoy numbering my paragraphs now, enjoy the numerical goodness of my post. Or die.

1. Kristine changed clothes 3 times. One time when she came down to greet mua. Then switched again to a girly dress which didn't suit her. And finally the same clothes she wore to greet me. Is that sick or what? Like, she's some kind of super-changer-woman. Did I mention she was really sick too? I think I'm coming down with a fever as well. As soon as phlegm starts forming in my throat, I am going to call Kristine up and make her deaf.

2. Other came late. Samuel and Charlene came in David Voon's car. He's the senior that bombed me last year. Haih, miss the old junior days. Now I'm a senior too. I feel so old. At least my butt isn't saggy. Grace, Paulina, Belinda and some other guys came with Jon-neal, another senior. No, I did not get into a fight with him either. Then we just mingled aimlessly. Why aimlessly? Because there was no aim to mingle. Confused yet? Rox.

3. Numbers nice right? I say nice, so nice la. Diao lor.

4. Kristine's mom wasn't very happy the seniors were gambling. Lucky I didn't play lor. Later kena blacklist. Since I'm frequent visitor. Hia hia. Kristine's mom cooked curry and mee hoon. The fries were very limp, but the curry made up for it. I loved the potatoes. So... Potatoliciousnessly. Shadap, it's usable word.

5. It's Ash Wednesday for your info. And I didn't go to church. Neither did my parents. I feel so naughty. I know God will hate me. Especially after I got high marks in both BM and English oral tests. I'm a bad Catholic boy. Eww, that's sort of sick in a way. I had better go to church this Sunday with my parents. By force if necessary. We will pray, and we will be holy, and I will get my digicam for getting good results by the grace of God. Or else.

6. After gathering David dropped me off at Sun City in his rox black car. He was saying something about something in the car broke and the car would overheat. I was sweating like a naked fat boy under the sun, but nothing happened. But one thing was certain, Samuel enjoyed displaying himself out the window toward Jon-neal's car when they were driving beside. Previously Jon-neal's expensive family car got sidescratched by Ralph's car and everyone had a good laugh about it. I wasn't there to witness. But the scratch wasn't so severe. On the way to Sun City, David got a call from someone saying there was a police car nearby. Must be the dark tinted windows, apparently it's illegal to have those. Right then a police car just whizzed by without noticing his car. Police people are stupid.

7. Drank Bailey's liquor at Sun City. It was milk flavoured liquor. Can't say I liked it very much. Looking forward to tasting more. Hopefully the vanilla flavour one. Wonder if I'll fall off the high chair. Hehehehehe. I like being semi-drunk. Makes everything so funny. I will try some other time.

8. Dad bomb me for staying up late. I shall offline now.

I like numbering la. I hope I don't turn into maths freak. Fuu.

'Happy' Chinese New Year? D!ao La.

I've said it once, and I'll say it again.

This year's Chinese New Year sucks. Why?

1. Angpao haul has decreased RM300 again for the 3rd consecutive year in a row.
Cause: We have not visited any relative's houses because parents tired. We are not in Kuching and Miri relatives are cheap bast*rds. 2 uncles under exception.

2. We did not have extravagant dinner at home with mummy's homecooked food.
Alternative: Uncle cooked everything except for the f*cking cauliflower/brocoli. I did not enjoy as much as mummy's cooking.

3. I did not go to KL.
Reason: Parents are working during CNY holiday.
Alternative: Stay at home and online whole day or study.

4. Miri sucks.
Reason: Hot.
Explanation: Why don't you just stare at the sun you @#$%#$%@#$@%.

5. Impulse to scream every half hour.
Reason: 1st semester exam starts right after CNY holiday ends.

But at least I have my... What do I have? Nothing much. Because everyone is being a f*cken cheapskate. Where's my digicam? If a digicam is too exp, then buy me a new phone with good camera. But noooooo~ Why? Because everyone is being a f*cken cheapskate x91728. Cheebye la.

Really no mood. I don't know why I've been feeling so down these days. Samuel, Chrispian and Grace have kept trying to ask me to come out for house visiting. I just don't like the fact that I would have to endure the probable band talk or the RM2 in the angpaos. Yes, I'm that shallow. But who cares, not my parents. If they cared I would be in KL at this f*cking moment staring out the window of a nice hotel room crosslegged with a very thick comforter blanket wrapped around and a bag of Cheesels Pizza Cheese. No, make that 10 bags, there's always so little content inside. Alas, I'm stuck at home, BLOGGING. I have officially become a loser, a poor loser who can't afford to go to KL at that. And people say I'm fortunate? Bullcrap. I can afford to have my correction pen confiscated but can't afford to go KL. It's been 10-11 years since I been there FYI. So shove a potato up your *ss.

Going to Kristine's house tomorrow. Bringing the pendrive with the Cantonese dubbed Disney toons. Watched them again that day when I was downloading them off Youtube. Not so funny anymore. I shall bring many wise potato chip bags to Kristine's house. No, she must have hired catering. At least SHE can afford it. Me? No, am poor. Poor like sh*t doesn't have vitamins after shooting out your anus.

Almost forgot, I had first experience of being semi-drunk last night at mummy's work place at the bar in Sun City. Had a shot of Frangelico on the rocks(to all you noobs out there, rocks = ice). Frangelico is a hazelnut flavoured liquor and is really hard to find. Not even Labuan has it. Anyways, mummy indirectly agreed to have me try other liquors next time I got there, which is almost everyday. Joy. After finishing my drink, I felt quite happy, coulden't help smiling, then when I wanted to tell my parents I have an uncontrollable urge to smile, I started laughing. I coulden't stop till I saw both parents staring at me as if they were thinking, "Wtf is wrong with this boy". Hopping off the highstool my felt my feet were light, still giggling to myself maniacally. Then my dad and I trotted off to the car. Inside, I was laughing the whole way while my dad kept asking if I was okay. I could only laugh about how the interior of a new car smells like. I don't know why it was funny, but I laughed stupidly anyway. Oh, I also joked about how Siaw Penan from my class turned a blooming red after taking a small amount of Absolut Vodka when Geoffrey brought it to school. A small amount meaning 1 tablespoon. He was all red the whole day and he's actually quite tanned. Though not very atheletic. Go figure why we call him penan. Wow, I talk alot once I get started. Sexy.

What else... Oh ya, I want digicam. Blog looks so dull. Once I get digicam or really smexy camphone, am going to revamp dull blog so it looks orgasmic. No, am not going to post nude pictures of self, sick pervert. Though, I'm flattered. Oi, hands off. I said stop it. Stop licking the f*cking screen you freak. Augh, signing out.

I Always Bite Off More Than I Can Chew.

I'm feeling so pissed.

1. Went out to watch stupid movie.
2. Pierced ears again. Upper right ear.
3. I want to take pierce off but cant.
4. My ear wont be soft as before anymore.
5. I miss having soft ears that are unique.
6. I regret getting this pierce.
7. Even though I regret, I want one more beside it.
8. I want to stop.
9. I don't know how.
10. Father will kill me.
11. Mother will have nothing to say.
12. I have become a hypocrite.
13. Used to say ear piercings on guys is stupid.
14. I am now stupid.
15. My ear hurts and I want to take it out.
16. I'm scared of turning blind or deaf.
17. I can't think properly.
18. I love weekends.
19. Chrispian is strange.
20. 'Someone' isn't talking to me.
21. Kristine and Lydia didn't come to school.
22. Geoffrey brought Vodka to school.
23. Samuel/Siaw Penan still owes me RM 1/2.
24. I want angpao money.
25. I want to be rich so I can buy Levi's clothing.
26. I need new jeans.
27. I hate overpriced shirts.
28. Where is my digicam pls.
29. I hate this.
30. I hate everything about my brain.

30 reasons that make life stupid.

I am Nobody. Nobody is Perfect. In conclusion, I am Perfect.

NOT.

Of Msn And Unreliability.

Some sh*t on MSN.

Boy: i need to take a shit
Boy: *brb*
Boy: DAMNIT
Boy: MY BROTHER JUST WENT TO THE BATHROOM
Boy: OMGGGGGGG

Girl: that was a good shower
Girl: even though
Boy: that was a good crappin'
Girl: i used straight hot water
Boy: even though
Boy: i couldnt get a poop out for 20 seconds
Boy: wow
Boy: why do we talk about the weirdest things
Girl: because your poop is so beautiful
Girl: i want to hug it
Girl: well not really
Boy: pls shut up now

Girl: What if kangaroos get wings?
Boy: then they would wipe out the birds
Boy: they'll be like
Boy: *bumps into birds*
Boy: birds die
Boy: and also
Boy: there's gonna be
Boy: huge crap on ppl's cars since
Boy: kangaroos will launch huge sh*t bombs
Boy: to the ground
Girl: I didn't really ask for an answer
Boy: well, you got one anyway
Girl: ....

Girl: I'm really fun once I open up
Girl: and let you inside
Girl: ohh yes
Boy: that sounds really wrong
Boy: *shudders*
Girl: eww, you nasty
Girl: nasty nasty boy
Boy: you're the one 'letting ppl in'
Girl: augh!!! shut up!!!!

Girl: we can read magazines while peeing
Girl: you can't
Girl: i like to sit there with my computer
Boy: its okay
Boy: when i know
Boy: i have chronic diorrhea
Boy: i take my laptop
Boy: to the bathroom
Boy: i mean.. im going to be there for half the day
Girl: another one of those times you should stop talking
Girl: now.
Boy: you opened up the topic. sexist.
Girl: ....

Moving on more serious matters,

1. Kristine is delaying her work and making excuses. Again.
2. She will make me unprepared for english oral and memorized for herself. Again.
3. She will have black face when I ask her because she hasn't done the copy. Again.
4. She will ask what have I done and I reply, "I lent you my notes." Again.
5. She will read this post and know that I expected her to. Again.
6. She will get angry as usual and get mad at my opinions. Again.
7. She will think everyone hates her when in fact it's just paranoia. Again.
8. She will say that all this is wrong up until it actually happens. Again.

I have everything planned. Why? Because she's so predictable. Did you hear that Kristine? If you're reading, you'll prolly get angry too. And that strikes off #5. Joy.

I miss the times when we were kids. Less pressure. Wonder if days could just rewind.

I want a digicam. Dad is just such a cheapskate. Damnit. Fine, as long as I get to go to freaking KL. If I don't, well, I've got one thing on my mind, and that is to give my parents a whole lot of sh*t for the rest of the year till I get a subsidiary. I'm dead serious. I can't go to KL this CNY even though my mom PROMISED me. I knew we coulden't 'afford' to go. Next time I won't be expecting anything much from them anymore. Where are my f*cking braces? Do they want a son with not perfect teeth? Why is everyone so damn predictable now. Only Lydia isn't. At least she changes now and then.

Stuff I hate about people:
1. Procrastinating.
2. Delayed Brain Function.
3. Backstabbing.
4. Pretending Nothing Is Wrong.
5. Boasting.
6. Indirect Show-Offs.
7. Over-Sarcastic At Wrong Times.
8. Minta Puji.
9. Minta Hina.
10. Repeating Things Said Earlier.
11. Smoking.
12. Lame Gangster Wannabes.
13. Cheapskates.
14. Pretending To Be Happy.
15. Asking For Face.
16. Not Having Any Face.
17. No Respect For Family.
18. No Humility.
19. No Limit.
20. No Life.

Out of this 20, if you currently have 5, I secretly hate you. But don't be paranoid, it's just a silly survey isn't it? Won't know till I tell you. So yeah. Who cares about what I think right? Sleep well.

Conclusion for the day:
I am NOT in a good mood.

Saved By The Cow... Bell.

Just back from Cathrine's house. Kinda of regret not watching a few of those funny Youtube videos. Like the Cantonese Cinderella clip. Would have made the whole house laugh. Well, maybe just us. Or, me, anyway. HaHaHaHa~!!!

Kristine just drove me home, hence the cow. Well, technically Kristine can't drive, so her mom did. Either way, Kristine's still a cow because she's not showing me her dirrty(double r! omfg!) sms'. I wan I wan I wan to read! (Den use it against her).

Kristine is expecting me to do her english oral assignment. In which case will be fantabulous because I would be writing it. No thanks to Princess Cow Crap. You heard me, Cow Crap. MOO.

I'm typing in very short sentences for a reason, and that reason is that I am very clueless as to what to write about. Didn't really make sense but you get my drift.

We played Bloody Roar 4 at Cathrine's house before we(mostly ME), was forced to watch band performances. Exciting, no? No. I admit some were good, but I could not believe Victoria Institute of KL had bagpipes and really tight crotch-grabbing costumes. Oh my gawd. So sexually promiscuous. And did I forget to mention they're all guys? And were wearing purple? Get some colour sense, VIans. Get some now.

I guess that's pretty much it, and that I didn't get to f*cking watch Happy Feet. *sad face* :(

Who cares anyway, as long as I have the computer all to myself tonight. Yay. Not as if I have any brothers or sisters to share it with. MuaHaHaHa~!!!

Nite.

Look, See Judy Fly!

Oh god ppl, you all have to watch these two videos on Youtube. Please have a look.

Christina's Breakdown
See Judy Fly!

Really funny. Every episode is like these two. I want DVD. Rawr.

It's Freeday! Get It? No? U Dumb.

Not quite. Tomorrow is another schooling day. I will be going to school on a Saturday. Omigawd. Blah, used to it by now.

Can't wait to get SPM over with so I can go to KL or somewhere for further studies. Would be fun to be somewhere away from home for a while.

I guess I'll start on the 'kick-out-from-school-because-prefects-hate-you' letter. Planning on starting now to get some students out of the school. Out out out.

And I love you. You know who you are. Mwaks mwaks mwaks. LOLOLOLOL. Sick.