For Those Who Can't Hear Me Say It.

First to depart, Belinda seems to have fit in just fine with the college crowd.

Headstrong, confident, beautiful,
She has most things going for her,
Will she remember those back home,
That waved goodbye behind glass windows?

She finds friends quickly and easily,
Speaks well in any language,
One with the talent to pick up fast,
Any language to suit her needs.

New friends smile widely in the pictures,
She stretches her arm to snap the photo,
We used to be the ones beside her,
As the camera flashes away the memories.

Dear Charlene was second to go, we did not see her off,

She shares no ill will towards us,
Even though we didn't say goodbye,
Sorry isn't enough to fill in the hole,
Of what should have been a happy farewell.

She stays in her room alone,
Greatly prefers it that way,
No one to disturb her as she studies,
But no one to keep her company.

She's doing fine and coping with stress,
Though there is competition to be dealt with,
They are no challenge for her,
The petite genius among old friends.

Sarah was next to say goodbye, she won't be coming back for the holidays.

As we all gathered at the airport,
A bunch of friends doing a silly dance,
She did not say very much,
Even when she walked through the sliding doors.

Saw her online a while ago,
Barely ten lines to say to us,
She says shes tired and wants to sleep,
She writes as tears flow down the staircase.

Many people miss her alot,
But this is no ordinary departure,
She won't be back during Chinese New Year,
But we'll wait patiently for another day.

I don't usually write in poem, or like to, in any case, but I can't write in full sentences or paragraphs what I feel right now when I think back about the times I've had with each individual person. I read their blogs, and that is pretty much what is left of our dwindling connection amongst each other. One person is happy and has adjusted well into her surroundings, another is plainly taking the slow and steady way of getting through, and the other had almost fallen into a crash and burn situation. Depression doesn't suit you, dear friend. Stay strong, we will all meet again someday. :)

I just hope it's soon..

Memories, Sweet Memories. [Part 1]

Seeing all these year-old pictures really reminds me of the good times spent with friends. Never can we do such things together again, or even with other people. Disappointing..

Take a look at a few, all in the hallowed grounds of Parkson Grand. :') *sniff*



This pic is kind of self-explanatory la. I had a free pen that was shaped like a syringe(the doctor needle thing, if your brain is a little lagging). Grace wants to be a nurse. A maternity nurse for that matter. Does she look like one? Seriously la. Grace, dear friend, U PHAIL! :O



I think the one on the left is Grace again, or a random shopper. The one in yellow is Lydia(when she was not a skinny biatch -_-), the other is Paulina in the white shirt. Both were racing to go McD, knocking over an old lady in the process. She ended up in the rubbish bin. Just kidding. Kind of enthusiastic le. Considering the nuggets look like 'puppy gold' and the fries go limp when you pick them up.



Another trademark escalator pic. From left to right: Sarah, Grace, Kristine, Paulina. Kristine so yong sui(directly translated into english means 'face problem') in this pic. But I suppose I owe her that because most pics I post that include her shows her ugly side. Hmm. Got ugly side ar? Actually whole surface area la. :) Aii LurBxx Euux Kriistiinkzz :) . Just kidding. Face problem ppl don't interest me. ;)



I was actually wondering why this pic made me laugh so damn hard the last time. Then I examined it past the hairy, green ball Grace was molesting, and saw Sarahs head on the bottom-left corner of the picture and had an inner 'hehehe'. It's kind of creepy the timing I took this pic. It's like she was deliberately pulled out of the pic and said something like, 'OMFG, PHOTO OPPORTUNITYYYYYYY-'



She deserves one for herself. :D I don't know how this is that funny. But if you imagine her saying, 'I'm so HOT!' when she posed for this pic, it's 'kinda' funny.. But really, she's pretty. Really. Really. Really!!!.. Now she's in KL. :( We mishus euu Sarah. :( Mishus Mishus Mishus. :(

Hais, now I'm all depressed. I've confirmed going to Kuching to study in Swinburne. Thank God Grace, Paulina and Sharon will be there as well. Will be just one year together till the middle of next year, but still, 'parting is such sweet sorrow'??

:( :( :( :( :(

I Have Found Insight..

Nah, just wanted a nice looking title. Lol?

I found ye olde pics. Will try to post soon.

o_o"

One For The Road.

The asphalt road to school,
Never again will we step,
In memory of what would have been,
Another great year together.

It seems, we'll never meet again. When I go to Kuching, I will post more. Compile all the best times of spontaniety shared among us. Secondary friends don't last forever, even if they will be the best you will EVER have. One by one, we will go our seperate ways, following the path to further education, our own families, or buisnesses.

If we cross paths, fate will not be so kind as to give us a moment with all of us together. Alas, life has taken another part of me, childhood friends, soon to be seperated forever. Will we stand the test of time, with the almighty internetious powers of MSN?

Let us weep and scowl, for what we have taken years to forge, will be taken down in just a few months. We thrust our fists at the air, hoping we will knock out some angel floating teasingly above our heads, and hold it for ransom, so as God will give us another year to spend together.

Will I be the undertaker to announce the date of the post mortem of the relationship between us? I shan't think of it. How will we meet, if all reason has been lost to meet up.

I shall think of Belinda if I need an attorney to represent a colleague who'd been raped.
I shall think of Charlene or Sarah if a gas pipe in the oil refinery is starting to leak.
I shall think of Kristine if anyone has a problem child so she can slap him some sense.
I shall think of Grace if I find a bluish-coloured baby crying in the alleyway.
I shall think of Chrispian if I wish to design a pornsite as another means of income. (No, I will not be the pornstar, idiot. I shall hire other people to do the humping.)

I'm not sure about the others. But I hope they think of me if... Hmm, what can I do?? Uh oh. Uselessness in advance~

Either way, everyone is doing what they want to be doing. Doesn't really matter to me. I really hope they use MSN frequently. I wonder why Sarah and Charlene don't want to be doctors. They can both get full scholarships. Instead they want engineering. :( THINK OF THE HURTING BABIES. :(

Aiyah. Really sad that all of us finally breaking apart. I hope we all get webcams and act stupid on it. Maybe if I could record them while they do it, and post it on Youtube. Wowies, I think I could be famous. Nickname: MiFrnzRWiurd

Sobbles.

SPM, I Dreaded Thee...

It seemed like just a month ago I had SPM...

And it was. HAHAHAHA!!!!! SO FARNIE SIA!!!!!

Anyway, on our addmaths day, there was a 4 hour break I think after the first paper. When the first paper ended, we immediately went to the nearby restaurant and had lunch. There, we decided to go to the beach to waste some time collect ourselves, to waste some time refresh our minds and to waste some time strengthen the bonds of our friendship. And waste some time.

Some of them played with the spring-in-the-middle thingie. Did I forget to mention the wind was super strong that time. The girls' skirts were flapping like wild.



Kristine: "Oh my gawd! My skirt! Don't look guys!"
Belinda: "Weyh! At least you wore pants under your skirt today!"



Lydia: "Wow, SEXY thighs!"
Chrispian: "Oh no, I think I'm going to throw up.."
Grace: "Chris, are you gay? Those thighs are perfectly fi-ine."



Kristine: "Oh, why thank yewah~
Lydia: "Oh my gawd, you must be kidding. Her?"

Kristine: "What? Oh! Look, an innocent boy sitting all by himself!"



Kristine: "Hi little bo~"
Jordan: "Kristine! Don't touch that boy. Think of how it will affect your SPM!"



Kristine: "Fine, fine, fine. AFTER SPM then. You wait, little boy, you wait~"
Jordan: "Oh emm gee.."



Then they played with the spring-in-the-middle thing again. So childish. Look at Belinda. Later her skirt start flapping, she fly away ar. Not safe la.



Oh, here's a picture of someone's bum. It's pretty tight because she's been exercising and swimming more often, so she's really fit. Rigorous and regular pole dancing also contributes to this amazing figure. :)

Here's the bum in black and white! I don't know, I had the function. Might as well use it..
The owner of the bum requests to remain anonymous until further notice.

There we go, 3 hours+ wasted on crapping at the beach. Examplary students of SMK St. Joseph, Miri. WOOT!

Writer's Block Dispelled.

Supposedly, a good blogger is one who updates his blog very frequently. In which case, I am a shitfuck of a blogger. But hey, the pictures I take on a regular basis, has SO much to say about my friends. Not much of me. Because I'm not very entertaining. Also because I don't want to embarass myself. Hee~

Let us look back in memory, of what was, SPM 2007.

Golly geeOmfg, these pictures bring back so many.. Umm.. Troubling memories. Be reminded, these are random pictures taken by the way. One can say, I'm just a lucky photographer. Yes, I am. :)

I promised Kristine not to take pictures of her. Well, I didn't. Not on purpose anyway. She kind of.. Got in the way of my camera lens. She did. Really.





Oops. Anyway, she decided to wear the 'normal' student school uniform a day before SPM. Or was it on SPM itself.. It's called.. A 'PINAFORE'. OH MY GAWD! Right. It's not scary, just the fact that she's the one wearing it. Freaks me out. :)



She got 'whoomped' in the gut by Grace. So pain you know? I shall classify Grace as a 'Skinnist'; someone whose body composition consists mainly of skin. She might be a skinnist, but she can knock someone out with her 'Punch of Love'.



Sarah: "Oh no, it's him."

Grace: "Ignore him and he won't do anything to us. Just keep quiet."

Kristine: "Oh shit, it's Jordan! And he's taking pics again. Hide me Grace."
Grace: "Are you dumb? And how do you expect ME to hide YOU?"
Kristine: "Are you calling me fat?!"
Grace: "No! I'm saying that I'm just too skinny to hide you in the first place! Perasan.."
Kristine: "Oh, liddat ar. Ahah. Hah."
*click*
Kristine: "Damn you Jordan! Delete that pic!!!!!"
*chases me*

The next day however, she wore her prefect uniform back. At least you can look at her now without shedding a tear. She was so bright and sunny when she wore that pinafore again.



Grace: "No no, if you were to pinch someones nipples like this.."
Kristine: "What are you talking about? It doesn't hurt us."
Grace: "That's the point, why would we hurt someone our own gender?"
*points at me*
Me: "Bitch."



Grace/Kristine: "Hahaha."
*Grace digs nose*



Chrispian: "Ooh, if only I could just grab those big, round-"
Kristine: "Balls?"
Grace: "Nuts?"



Belinda: "Hey! You can't just GRAB them, you know?"
Grace: "Yes, they should be craddled, handled with care-"



Grace: "Like so. See? You grasp it lightly at the bum, and hold its head up like this. Hmm, I really think I'm fated to be a nurse someday. In a pretty, white uniform. With that cute, weird shaped hat. With that adorable red plus sign. Don't you think so?"
*starts dreaming*



Gace: "What do you think, Kristine?"
Kristine: "Yeah, sure. Whatever jiggles your boobies."
*digs nose**scratches tip of nose innocently*
Grace: "I don't have boobies.."
Kristine: "Sorry."

Did I mention Kristine and Grace just came back from their KL trip late last night? With this I shall give them a hearty welcome. :)

Thank you fools! my friends! *cough*

Oh Television, Thou Hast Screweth Me Up.

Was watching this chinese game show with my mom the other day. Decided to take a few pictures to use on an appropriate post, but turns out, when you take pictures directly from the TV, they always turn out fucked with lines stricken across. Bah.

I forgot what the game show was about but I definitely did not know what the fuck everyone was talking about. Apparently this show teaches people about their rights in life and buisness and so on and so forth and what not and all that fucks. This was what I interpreted for this scene, which seemed to show a wife treating her husband to a massage at a shop. The 'lady' who was supposed to massage the guy's feet is sort of creepy. Here go the captions.

When the massage 'woman' saw the man she was happy. Overjoyed. Psychopathic.

Then his wife came in and said they both needed a massage. The massage 'woman' did not like her.

Apparently the massage 'woman' liked the smell of her husbands socks and it made her high. I didn't take a picture of it because I was laughing like a mad cow. The scene was so fucking retarded I had those ashmatic coughs after the show.

The wife of the man kept talking to the massage 'woman' and asked when was she going to be done with her husband's feet. The massage 'woman' said there was alot left to do. So she continued with various techniques learnt from China or some small ass village in the mountains. Go figure.

This picture is self-explanatory. At first glance it might look a little S&M, or more commonly known to me as 'Sex Mendera'. I'm not a fan of it, but hey, who am I to judge the sexual intercourse preference of other people? As long as I'm not a part of it. *whip crack*

The couple then were furious to why the husband's socks were gone. They blamed the massage 'woman'. 'She' denied. So they asked for the manager to give a complaint. The 'massage lady' pleaded for them not to. They insisted 'she' call the manager. 'She' said that wasn't possible. They asked why.

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Because 'she' was the manager. Dot. Dot. Dot.

Moving on, I was watching some chinese cooking show again today. Screw those channels as they did not have subtitles. Screw them all. Astro can put in so many stupid Tamil channels but can't make sure there are fucking subtitles in the chinese channel for banana people like me? THINK OF THE BANANA PEOPLE PLS. ROARRRR.

Anyways, this guy looked damned familliar. Thinking about it, it struck me hard. Oh em gee, he's come back to haunt me. Why oh why television have you done this to me. What have I done to you? >:( But of course, it wasn't really him. Just some cheap knock-off from Taiwan or Beijing. ...BEIJING!!!!! SOB SOB SOB!!!!!

100th Post.

Not that it would mean anything significant, I mean, if I had just posted each day for just over months, I would have reached this point long before. But no matter, I have 1 more week of holidays and I might as well post something for these few days.

Two days ago I slept over at Kristine's house with a few other friends after a long day at Parkson and the beach. Really energetic day and I didn't have enough sleep. So I slept last night from 8 till 11 today in the morning. But moving on, I took some pictures with my phone when we were in Parkson. The pictures from the beach were taken from Kristine's camera. I took 98% of the 180+ pictures that day. All good pictures and all good potential for derogatory captions. Meheheh.

I waited at Coffee Bean while waiting for Grace and Sarah. I ordered an iced tea. It was lousy iced tea. And it was RM 8++. Fuck franchise coffee and tea shops. If you're going to serve damn expensive tea with a small amount of crushed ice, then go shove a plastic cup up your ass. Damn waste of money.




When Belinda arrived we got news that Paulina and Cathrine were already at the food court waiting. So, we go walk up lo. Why they cannot go Coffee Bean to find us? They know that walking up is more mah-fan. Damn them. :( On the way to the food court, Belinda wanted to buy a hanger thinger for her phone. So we go to a 'Made from China Spongebob de Shop' near the escalator, near the 'Made from Taiwan Pinky Ah-lian Shoppink Storez'. Found out Grace loves balls indeed. Hairy balls. Furry Balls. Balls of colour. Of different sizes. And at the same time! OMGWTF.



You see? Even girl de type furry pinky ball oso wanna touch touch muo muo raba raba. I told her to put it down because she wasn't going to buy it, so better don't touch it. But you know what she said to me? You know what she said?



Me: "Grace ah, dun touch la, you not buying it oso, just leave the damn thing alone, you know how many bunnies they kill to wrap that ball with fur?"
Grace: "Nyarr, I dunch care. I like furry de ball ball, so cute and hairy. I wan to hold hold and touch touch. So nice to hold de ball ball! Ee-yer, you see you see, got blue blue de colour oso. Ee! I want touch touch oso!"
Me: "Oits, Grace ar! Stop la! Aiyo!"

But anyway, the shopkeeper didn't notice Grace's obsession. She was layan-ing Bel and I accidentally took this picture while the shopkeeper was cutting the plastic ring around the keychain Bel was aiming for.



Wah lao, her husband must be proud the Dai Lo behind Sin Liang. After that we went up to the food court to meet up with Cat and Pol. Pol was still eating but she greeted us with such semangat. Grace was very happy to see Pol.



Grace immediately told Pol about the coloured balls.



Pol tried to look interested. Pol lost her appetite. :(



Then with a sudden turn of convo, the 5 girls started talking about their 'monthly' thing. I just listened. I took videos of the conversation and it was actually quite interesting when watched back. I shall try to post videos soon. As soon as I don't feel lazy. I kind of forgot what they were talking about but it was very strange listening to it. Then Grace or Sarah asked about the balloons and Pol took a packet out. Grace immediately started to blow on it. She likes to blow. Sarah likes to blow too. So they blow the balloons. You pervert. Sick reader.

Soon they got bored with it and thought of something else to do with it. Since balloons were made of rubber, naturally, they thought of condoms. Since condoms were made of rubber too. Did you know that? Omg!



Grace wanted to try on a condom balloon. So they help her pasang the condoms balloons on her fingers. She was very excited and said that this might be the only time she can use the condoms balloons so she whacked me with all her five different flavoured condoms coloured balloons. She said she liked bubblegum flavoured condoms pink coloured balloons the most. I also like pink coloured condom bubblegum flavoured balloons. WTF, Grace hacking my computer. She also whacked my camera with her 5 condoms balloons like insane mad cow stick insect. In the end, she took them off because she said she was sweating in them. Lol. Sweating in condoms. Woo~. I hate balloons. I don't hate condoms. *wink wink*

So after that, we decided to go hunting for food at the supermarket. We bought juice and junk food. Later, the ones having 'monthly' problem sat on the cold drinks thinger to cool down their, umm, thighs. Very hot walking you know. The thighs, umm, get very hot. Urr.



I don't know why Cat look weird in this pic. But nvm la, as long funny. Come on, look at her face again. Wakakaka~ I sure die next Monday.

Buy groceries liao we go walk far far to the bus stop. Here are some hawt pics I took while finding shade under the girls' shadows. Kekeke, so stalker rite?



Mmmm, nice.
When we got on the bus to the bus station, we tried to call Kristine to pick us up from there. But no, she dowan to. So we waited at the tourist information centre area. So many fucking perverts man. Old lagi. I'm sure if they were all hot hot ang-mo guys the girls woulden't mind being stared at, but all the men there were fucking old perverts man. Shit. Like never have enough sex at home. Apa lagi their children so many.



So damn kelien I see the girls so... happy????? Wad durr fuk? They smiling so happy for what? Wah lao, notti girls. When we finally caught a bus, we went to Ma Baker opposite Chunga Hunga school to buy the cake for Chrispian. Then Kristine came. Fat Kristine come so late. FAT FAT FAT. At least her mom was there to send us to the beach. Finally. From this point on, I used Kristine's camera. Don't be fooled by her blog. Most GOOD pictures are taken by me. That sly whale. :((

I will post about our time in the beach. Damn good times. Wonder if we can have this ever again after SPM. I hope so.

Headlines For The Road.

17 Y.O. Schoolgirl Kidnaps Child of 17 Y.O. Schoolgirl.

August 21, 2007 - Kristine Wong, a student currently studying in SMK St. Joseph, Miri, has been apprehended for kidnapping a 2 y.o. girl from her mother, Cathrine Boni, also a student from the same school. Pictures taken as event occured, by distant friend, who requests to remain anonymous.

As anonymous reported,

Now, it was like this, this cute girl, which, by the way, had huge popping eyes, was just standing around quietly, scratching her bum-bum. Then suddenly, this, really weird girl, I think her name was Kristine, she just came up to the kid and started to get all perverted. You could tell, the kid was hella frightened. I was creeped out myself. I wanted to go all Jackie Chan Wacha on this bitch, but she was so strong and big. I coulden't handle her by myself, so I just ran away and took more pictures from the bushes.

She gave a big grunt and a snort after I was knocked down, and picked up the frightened kid.

Then she grunted and laughed as I ran away and hid in the nearby bushes.

Soon after, the brute, Kristine, put a bomoh-like spell on the young child, and she immediately went into a trance, thinking this crude animal was her mother.

The the baby girl was all hers, following the monster around like a zombie. I was on the verge of tears. The sheer terror! Sob sob.

Oh, she was also wearing these terrible looking tropical short pants. Fashion police please. Kristine later felt very hungry and proceeded to the nearest food outlet. She stopped in Ma Baker, and then ate everything in the bakery and only gave the little girl a can of air bunga. So nasty. Coincidentally, the childs mother just happened to be at the bakery eating roti john after leaving her daughter in school alone. She caught sight of her baby with the brutish stranger and then threatened to pull Kristine's hair. Cathrine's daughter just sipped her drink emotionless, still in a trance. Poor thing.

Kristine then was immediately afraid for fear that if any of her treasured hairs get pulled out, her mighty manly strength would be sapped forever. So she asked for a last hug and ran away screaming.

So then, Cathrine reconciled with her daughter and hey lived happily ever after. Hey, do I get any comission from these pictures? They're really good okay? Come on, 50 a picture? That's a good offer la. Come on. You don't wa- *knocked out*.

"WTF, this freak isn't my mother!! ARHH!!" *kicks Cathrine's ass*

- Reported on 22.8.07 -