*Dusting off the cow webs*......
Yep, like in my brain, the cow webs here in this blog is omfgggggggg dense. But whutever, at least it won't make me drool in class.
Maybe i should start blogging again, since things happened so much. Anyways, one of them, as many of you guess should have known by now, my hair kena own...): So korean. But im just not used to it. So not not.
So, i decided to make it looks SMART ;D
Maybe it's not. I don't care.. T_T
Anyways, rather than the rudy projects shades, i like the Oakley Radar/Gascan moar now. FEEBLE FEEBLE WEEBLE WEEWEEE. (?)
OH YA, DID I MENTIONED THAT CHUNS BIRTHDAY JUST PASSED NOT LONG AGO! WAHAHA! We had Barbecue at ECP, what a joy!
The day went pass and hey, you can reall see the growth we have been through. Rather than dota or maple, we talked about Religion, wonders of the world and life. It jsut awed me how much we have change.
The first time i see chuns was when Shabrina intro-ed me to him. Impression : Wtf, a geek with dao kia personality. Kiam pa.
The second time i see chuns was Shab dragging me to say hi to chuns. Impression : Fuck you, im not saying Hi.(but i did)
The third time is so long after. Besides the fragmented bumping, we ended up in the same tuition class in Kahtib tgt with the renowned HAZARD. (Are we).
Sequentially we had many fun and enjoyable moments together. Chuns is really a mild tempered guy. EMO yes, but never self inflicting(either he is too hum or he is smart).
Well, even brothers fight, so it happens to use to but HEY, we love each other still. But fuck Daryl.
P.S I AM GOING TO FUCKING TEAH LIL' CHILDREN NOW! ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
For every man, there is a cause which he would gladly die for.
Defend the right to have a place to which he can belongs to.
And every man will fight with his bare hands in desperation.
And shed his blood, to spread the flood, to barricade invasion.
Oh yes, did i mention that i need a sponsor for my fucking three-hundred-and-eighty-dollars Rudy Project shades?
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Though im outgoing, but im just shy and hates to talk when im with new friends from canoe.
No, really, they are a bunch of cool kids.
It's just me.
Now that i realized, i feel that im really outcasted no matter where i go if it isn't with Daryl they all.
Is it because i look arrogant?
Or is it because i am too friendly online but too fucked-up face to face?
I don't know. I worried Connie.
And i worried myself.
Do i have a 2nd persona? Hope not.
God, it's hard. Give me strength. I wanna be liek while i was in sec school.
P.S Kuchiki Byakuiya is fucking cool.
Night time sharpens
heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs
and wakes imagination
silently the senses, abandon their defences....
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away, from the garish light of day
turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light
and listen to the music of the night...
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams!
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before!
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar..
And you'll lived, as you've never lived, before.
Why seek to bask in the garish light of day, when the gentle night calms your withered spirit?
The tile of 'stupidity to the max' goes to FACEBOOK QUIZ! ;D
美。可以很肤浅,可以意思其深。
美。可以是外在感观,也可以是对生活的一种态度。
美。是从内而外散发出来的一种神秘,吸引力强同时具有无限想象力的力量。
黑与白其实也可以很美。黑白极端的对立,其中的张力,何其大。
黑的高贵与白的沉静,承托出完美的和平,寂静与对人生的观点。
在五彩缤纷的人生里,黑白显得低调乏味。但这两种互不相干但同时息息相关的颜色之间是
美,因人而异。唯独自己能对自己作定义。
对我来说。 妳。 就是美。
Why is it i seek serenity on rainy days?
Why is there such farmilliarity when the rain drops hit my window?
Why, oh why, is the rain comforting my cripple heart?
Why is it the rain my heart yearns, even when the cheerful summer sun shines?
Oh, the sound of rain, is the sound of your heart when we always meet.
P.S Dear Kane. I'll save your ass ;D
Dude, no use hanging on it and feel like you are the bigger loser in life. You win you lose you break in life.
Take it that i lost and broke this time. Ok man! I'm zhaoming, whhat can bring me down?
NOTHING.
ps. Too bad to those trying, try harder then.
Just like all tuesday(s), i had my kenuuuuu training. Well, tough yes, definitely.
But today was just lethargic. And im kind of edgey/touchy today. Seems to get pissed easily. The new assistant coach that finally showed up looks like a motherfucking loser to me. Well, he looks like your average 'kopitiam' uncle with what i perceived as a small 'beer belly' under his shirt. Well, that is, at least what i thought what it was.
Besides that, he gets us to do real.tough stuffs. Not like it wasn't tough previously, but it just don't feel good when you are doing it for the entertainment of someone you don't think deserves..
And liek what i've said before. Some people just don't learn nor listen. But, oh well, not everyone is born smart..
I was kinda like 'revealed' the persona i would be when im alone. If i were to describe it then it would be 'Guai lan, arrogant, quiet, retreated and a little bit of cool' i guess. But i don't know why, really. Probably because of some people in the team i guess. Especially her.
Wa lao, she ah... man*sigh* *eyes roll*
P.S Zhaoming jia you. King Arthur shall grant you thy strength!
THANKS AH INDIAN BOY. THANKS FOR EMBARASSING ME AH THANKYOU SO MUCH I FEEL LIKE BOWING TO YOU THANKS ALOT!!!!!! (: PFFFFFFFT....
'Your like a song
That goes around in my head.
Oh how i regret
Oh what went wrong could i be somethign i said?' A song by lenka and i extracted some of the lyrics.
Sometimes you just dont say what you want to say properly. And you jsut dont mean something you say. Gosh, This is suffocating.
Something is wrong with me ah, i wasn't like that de leh.
Now people thinks that im a weirdo.
Im a fail.
Im a bump.
Im a bad guy.
Im a shit-face.
Im emo.
Sian. Gee gee. i want to hug connie =( ('@')
Wake up with blood shot eyes
struggled to memorise
the way it felt between your thighs
pleasure that made you cry
Feels so good to be badnot worth the aftermath, after that
after that
trying to get you back
I still don't have the reason
You don't have the time
And it really makes me wonder
If i ever gave a fuck about you
Give me somthing to believe in
'Cause i don't believe in you
Anymore, anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference to try
So this is goodbye
God damn my spinning head
Decisions that made my bed
Now i must lay in it
And deal with thigns left unsaid
I want to dive into you
Forget what you're going through
I get behind, make your move
Forget about the truth
I still don't have the reason
You don't have the time
And it really makes me wonder
If i ever gave a fuck about you
Give me somethign to believe in
'Cause i don't believe in you,
Anymore, anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference,
It even make a difference to try
And you told me how you're feeling
But i don't believe it's true anymore
Anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry
So this is goodbye
I've been here before
One day i'll wake up
And it won't hurt anymore
You caught me in a lie
I have no alibi
The words you say don't have a meaning
'Cause i still don't have the reason
You don;t have the time
And it really makes me wonder if i ever gave a fuck about you
So this is goodbye
Give me somthing to believe in
'Cause i don't believe in you
Anymore, anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference
If it makes a difference to try, yeah
And you told me how you're feeling
But i don't believe it's true
Anymore, anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference to try
So thi is good bye*
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The above is the song i alwyas listen to when im buffled, pissed or jsut disturbed. It's by Maroon 5. Together with <Wake up Call>, It's my fuel when im falling.
It kinda makes me feel 'It's me, it's all about me so FUCK you.' kinda feel.
So, this is what i do in class. Time is 13:29:09 and ticking away as i type.
Im seriously kinda feeling sad 'cause of the song my mum intro to me. Ya, as in blood mother. It's called 'Within you'll remain' by Tokyo Square.
All i can say is that this song is probably the godfather of all fusion music. It's an English song backed by chinese music.
Tokyo square is a band fomred in the 80s. This particular song made them famous in hollywood though it was short lived. The vocalist is a blind malay man. Maybe becuase of his inborne defection (his eyes and smth elsee..), he made an already sad song more emotional thta might imperil emo people since it might cause mass slithiring of wrists..
She was sad and i can't do a shit to help her.. This helpless-ness is so great it's wearing me down faster than i thought it will. I really hope i can do something to for her. I wonder if she cries alone at night. Im such a bump. I think im not as good as i always thought after all..
But i can't be like this. If i were to be emo too, then what will happen? gahhh
While i was using my laptop i think she saw. Normally, it would be ok but today i looked like shit OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMFG LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
There goes my chance.. bye love.
Ok, at a glance, this might look like a emo post. But hell no.
Ok, everyone had been through it. Some day some time in your life you just look back at your life, not your mistakes, but how you could have made it better. (Or worst if you're happy with it). And of course, that would be by choosing an alternative which by now, you'd probably know better results would occur rather than procuring something better for life.
For one, i would stop loving my pacifier at the age of four so that my teeth would not be so untidy now and of course, pay extra care to my skin since doctor told me i would be ten times better if i did what im doing now ten years earlier. pfffft.
I'll tell my mum never, ever to trust my dad and gave him her everything (uhh, yea, money.) since she could have bought me LVs, GUCCIs, Calvin Kleins, Agnes.Bs, Pradas, Ted Blakers etc etc etcssss with her very charitable 'charity'. And i'll stop my dad's charade of being good to us 'cause man, it's a travesty. We saw through it. Beside the point of able to be rich like Michael Jackson, my mum wouldn't have to slog her guts out.
And since we've got the chance, mum, i wanna tell you this: I want to be your mum in our next life, so that i will have the chance to do everything you ever did for me for you. You might never ever see this message, but i'd always love you, and you know it.. But hey, if my dad were to not hurt us so deep, then i don't think i would be so gentle now. And i'll probably be a fucking asshole like what i used to be. hmm.
No, no way it is ending. Haha. Then when i go to primary school, i will join the basketball ECA(what it used to be) and rule the court like some shithead from outer space. Then i'll be the coolest kid in sceondary school since the girls stereotyped all basketballers to be tall, handsome, muscular and superman-like which really pisses me off 'cause they are always the failing ones.(Ok, that was my stereotype too..)
Then i'll make sure i will never work in the FnB industry since im really sick and tired of it when im posting this and had some sick experiences with it too. But come to think of it, i love to serve. I just love it.So i'll probably end up working in mac at the tender age of FOUR-OF THE FUCKING TEEN but nevr have to entertain the sadistic+twisted attitude of certain managers 'cause i'll 'prolly have enough money to buy civic's macdonald D=. But if i don't work at mac, i'll never know Connie and that, wwill again, be the BIGGEST flaw in my life. Karma sutra la...
Let's talk about sch. I would have polished up my English+Mandarin to the standard that i can perform the stunt i did in secondary school by primary 4. In case you all don't know, i THINK i am the only one to be given the liberty to walk around school(w/o the DM knowing luh..) during these 2 lessons 'cause i.simply.cannot.fail.them. And the teachers knew it. Oh yes! Speaking about this, i would still play a prank on my teacher saying that i'm an ABC and i knew shit about chinese. HAHAHHAA. Aren't we cool?!
And i will save myself so much trouble to really go spike my hair during sec sch life 'cause DUDE..I'VE GOT CURLY HAIR LIKE MY SHIT FACE FATHER, FACE IT. Wells, i can't blame him entirely on this, i insisted on thinning my hair. I should have just gave it volume like what i have now. It's short and nice. ( Ceh, hao lian (: ). Much like spiking my hair, i will not bother so much 'bout impressing in school since after i got into RP, i find myself impressive D:. Besides that, if i were to have my knowledge now and be living in my sec sch era, i will be damn well impressive. Not that i was stupid that time, just that i think differently from before.
I'll do all the shits i can to make sure i get into 4e2 since they are a bunch of cool kids. If seriously that is the case, i should have gotten into 1e2 in the first place to clique with my current H@ZARDZORS!
Gosh, looking back @ my life. It's really starting to be regretless when i finished O' lvls. Or not la, O lvl is a big regret too since i scored 15/17 without studying(i mean it guys), i would have gotten 12 if i did.. But anyways, there can be so much correction in my life man. But still, i love life.
I love the people around me.
I love the things i do.
I love the way i look(still got room to improve though)
I love the 'aiya, nvm la' life i lived
I love the person i love & i bloody well will make sure she would too
I love the way i just shrug and scold 'fuck' when i have no money
I love how i play basketball like a lunatic now
I love the times i listen to my MP3 and skate 'round the island
I love how the peeps around me start to lvoe the things i love
I love how i bicker with sotsot and Hazard & almost instantly, we would forget
I love how i chose RP when i was offered Sp's Mass Comm(actually not at all..fuck)
I love the times i would skip school thinking 'aiya, nvm la.'
I love walking home alone listenting to my tunes
& I love myself for joining Canoe.
Seriously, i might always complain about this, that, that, that, that. that, that, that, that, that, that, that, oh ya this too, that, that and maybe even that. But i do love my life (:
P.S Who's gonna read such a long post anyways... Tell me when you really finished it. I treat you eat subway cookies.
'Nyways, just had my canoe training and as usual, i managed to did all the expected with integrity. Which is to say, never cao geng. However you spell it -.-
And what's expected, really?
1) 15+20+15 wide pushups. Those that train your biceps and chest.
2) 15+20+15 crunches. Those you do to crush your rivals balls.
3) 15+20+15 by-side push up. Hoho, those daryl can never do that train your triceps and something something majoris.
4) 15+20+15 leg raisers. Similar to the crunches i do at home, but now rather than i lift my body, i lift my legs.
5)15+20+15 squats. You squat.
6) 15+20+15 calf raisers. Basically you tip-toe while keeping a silly smile on your face.
7) 15+20+15 jumping jacks. Those you do in military trainings.
And to top it off, our desert was the 3km run! Why that just hit the spot doesn't it?! ;D Simple what...!?
Not that i want to complain but, some people either : They just don't listen, just cannot move fast or born retarded. Somewhere in their mind is defected. They need help. Serious help. Whats more, they got difficulty following a sequence of actions too! Like when you ask them to sleep and wake up, they wake up then sleep. Urr, i didn't really catch that but hey, their lives are just the other way round! They eat shit and pass food. Cool eh?
Ok no more rants no more rants you win you win you win la. But then again, the tougher the training gets, the more contented i feel. No idea why -_-.
And zhaoming, if the other party doesn't seem interested, don't show that you are, even if you really are. Pfffft....bullshit. I give up. I am just not THE one.
