Strifes of Life.

Okay....

2009-06-04T23:08:00.001+08:00

okay you know what, I'm just gonna put out my new link here.

you know you want it.

http://ginandrum.wordpress.com/

IT'S A GO!

2009-06-03T23:14:00.001+08:00

Finally. My Wordpress blog is done, and I'm pretty happy with it.

So if you want it, tell me. If not, this place is on an indefinite hiatus until I get bored with Wordpress, if ever.

She's a big teaser, she took me half the way there

2009-06-02T23:57:00.001+08:00

2009-06-02T22:57:00.001+08:00

I'm tinkering with wordpress for now, but i'll blog here still. When I'm ready then I'll release the site! :)

Life's a real...

2009-06-02T22:15:00.002+08:00

Okay I just had a really long msn chat with ansen, and I really hopes he sorts out his issues as soon as possible. I myself believe that we live in an imperfect world, but maybe it's the little imperfections that makes life fantastically paradisaical.

Just random thoughts, I missed my first rugby 'match'. Not a 'real' match,per se, but it was more of an exposure kind of thing. I went for bowling training and I feel that I made the right decision at the same time too.

2009-05-29T23:38:00.001+08:00

MY SISTER THINKS I'M ANGSTY.

I think I'm actually retardedly choleric.

PICTURES!

2009-05-29T22:15:00.002+08:00

OKAY I PROMISED I UPLOAD WHEN JOY UPLOADS IT. SO HERE THEY ARE. JUST A FEW THOUGH.

The others are on facebook! GO CHECK THE VIDEOS TOO!

So its the school holidays

2009-05-29T20:14:00.004+08:00

Alright, today marks the start of our CTs..... and our holidays. I'm really not sure whether I should be happy or be worried.

Anyway, we had GP paper today, and I think I did pretty okay. Nothing spectacular. I'll be pleased if i break the 60% mark.

Essay was on whether moral education should be the sole responsibility of parents and that schools should stay out of it. I said that while parents play the major role in such an education, parents should view schools as a way to complement their teachings and whatnots.

BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY, WE'RE NOT HERE TO TALK ABOUT GP. WE HERE TO TALK ABOUT LAZING IN SCHOOL AFTER EXAMS/STONING/GOING OUT SHOPPING AT A FUCKING AWESOME BAZARR/STONING AT POPEYES AT SINGAPORE FLYER.

I'll upload some pictures of the countless photo booth pictures we took with joy's mac as soon as she uploads it on facebook. AND THE FUNNY VIDEOS.

So like i said, we went shopping at club21's bazaar and I spent like 150 bucks. On 4 items. I'll let the picture speak for itself.

I know the pictures look amateur. I took them with my phone so go fuck yourself if you think they suck.

3 A/X and 1 CK. for a 150 bucks? SIGN ME UP ANYTIME. I spent the most among the few who went, but who gives a shit.

Anyway, the beginning of the hols mark the beginning of more lepak sessions at god know where.

P.S fuck you old citizens of Singapore if you think you have the right of way simply because you're getting senile and all fucked up physically. There's no need to push to get a fucking skirt you eye when you see a guy like me standing in between you and a cheap-ass skirt because you know what?

I DONT FUCKING WEAR SKIRTS.

2009-05-28T09:46:00.002+08:00

27th May.
The last academic day of term 2. Well, that's before common tests kicks in tomorrow with mother tongue papers.

So, anyway, today was a pretty fun day, had our last PE session(which i finished up my napfa!), and the class played *gasp* tag rugby! Frankly, though, the rugby part was a bit of a disaster for the girls in the class were not really thrilled about it. Understandably. So it turned out more like a guys vs guys kind of thing,which isn't that boring but I'll take a class game, thank you very much.

PW wasn't that bad, problem was that me and Ryan pretty much didn't do anything meaningful to the project while Jo and Suyu worked on the survey quiz that we'll be conducting tomorrow. Ryan and I had a mini-singing competition on disney/cartoons movie songs( A Girl Worth Fighting For from Mulan, anyone? ;) )

Don't we all love Disney tunes? If you dare say no, screw you and your jejune, uninteresting, drab childhood. :)

After school ended, I slacked around the pop-cafe with WK,J and FAT HEAD while waiting for training to start. Which culminated in this classic picture.

Oh, the wonders of quad camera-ing with the iPhone. You gotta love the bottom right one.;)

Anyway, good luck for your CTs, SAINTS!

2009-05-25T21:35:00.001+08:00

and we ran some more again today.

Rugby. Football. Football. Rugby?

2009-05-24T23:50:00.003+08:00

'We burn the fat off our souls,'... Hemingway said that.

Friday. School sucked.

Saturday. Football sucked.

Friday. My induction into rugby. Sucked balls for 10 laps, before we did some contact backs/forwards training.

Running the 10 laps burn.

You run. You sweat. Every feet you make, your muscle pounds. Every time you inhale, your heart burns. Every step you take, your thighs tenses. Your heartbeat increases. Your mouth opens and closes like virginal lips. You breath in air like you've never before. Your hands pump up and down like you've never masturbated before. Your feet has blisters. You wanna stop, but you can't.

And you run some more.

All this while the sun melts your fucking brains out.

Saturday.
Saturday morning was football training.

I'm just gonna say its not the best performance I had. I dropped a few interceptions. A few. So that meant laps.

And you run some more. While the heat gets into your head and you start hallucinating about girls and girls hallucinating about you.

2009-05-20T20:51:00.006+08:00

It's been a while since I've updated, and i just felt like doing so. So anyway, school's fun as usual, and to prove it i'm just gonna post up some pictures I took recently when I brought the 50mm to school.

Haha at Cherie who turnedddddddd really fast to avoid the camera!

I was late for GP class today, the first of the term, but thankfully Ms Seow was munificent enough to be lenient with my leaden efforts in being punctual. And we all know what happens if we step on the wrong foot. :)

So anyway, it's been a pretty zoo-like week, with us celebrating Jeannie's Birthday(Happy birthday, only friend! :P ) on Monday and Greg's one tomorrow, so yup!

Some pictures from Jeannie's 17th!

Well thats 17years of existence of Jeannie, who has done nothing but leave a sizable carbon footprint in the world during her time. But we all love cute ogres, don't we? :)

So we had training today, the first since National's ended. Turned out that my equipment couldn't fit me(which i went what the fuck! before keeping my equipment and resigned myself to watching my teammates bowl). When the girls came back from their super long excursion to god knows where :), I sat with J and we sort of discussed about her lit work, which was littered(no pun intended) with her persistent coughing, and I could do nothing but urge her to skip school and rest at home tomorrow.

Anyway, when training ended, we took out the cake we bought for FAT HEAD and he was certainly surprised, judging by his reaction.

So happy birthday FAT HEAD.

sucks to be 17.

anyway, cheer up J!

2009-05-13T22:05:00.001+08:00

Raise your hands if you hate GP *gasp* projects.

I do.

2009-05-12T21:32:00.002+08:00

I'm about to do my Physics.

So bye people of the world.

sex bomb sex bomb, you're my sex bomb?

2009-05-12T20:07:00.003+08:00

Thanks Ryan, for having the song "Sex Bomb" stuck in my head. It has been for the past 5 6 hours in an endless loop. P.s TJ, it's about the same person we talked about. =)

Anyway, I seriously think that THAT particular person really needs to take a relaxation pill. She's so Machiavellian that I dare not converse with her, much less joke with her.

Somebody include this in the ten commandments,"Thou shall never provoke ZY"

Alright, I'll say it off my chest, I'm sorry for making a joke WITH you in it, and that I really regret what I said. But hell, take a joke once a while already alright? It's not like I was making fun OF you.

It's birdbrained to think that everything concerns you. Honestly.

Anyway, today school was frolic in nature, certainly an ablution from 3 consecutive days of slacking and stoning at 'a-thing-called-aq-essay'. Well,thats with the exception of a person that kept on telling me how great and fun zouk flea was.

Alright, it was his first time and he felt proud to be de-virginised. FUCK YOU! I didn't manage to go because a few of my friends were unable to make it and it would appear seemingly foolish and shameless to go there alone. S was wax lyrical about how psychedelic the experience was. Thanks for making me feel worse about giving this flea a miss.

Ahwell.

On a another note,it's Amy's birthday tomorrow! Weng designed a pretty nice card for her and the whole class signed it! I didn't really like to intrude on their class thing but Weng just convinced me otherwise and hence I signed it with the typical "Shawn-ism" with quotes like "Happy Birthday Amy! You're one year closer to death" "xoxo some sexy guy called Shawn". So yep, before i forget! Happy Birthday!

oh wait, can I make that bigger?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMY PRYKE! =)

2009-05-11T17:41:00.000+08:00

its a dreary Monday ;(

WHOSE SPIDER IS BETTER THAN MINE?

2009-05-09T22:53:00.002+08:00

“The word failure should never be used in education.”

For as long as one could remember, the basis of graded work is divided in two big sections. Either you pass the test, or you don’t. This academic system of passing and failing acts as a monitor in society, and the success of one’s life depends on it, thus, it should come to no surprise that there is a rather contentious debate on whether the word failure should be used in education, if at all.

The culture of “failure” in education has always been present, whether we like it or not. It has left many students with varying degrees of emotional and psychological scars, and that these scars can affect a person totally. Thus, there has been much deliberation on whether it is time to perhaps change the educational tenet, from one where mistakes and weaknesses are abhorred to one where affirmation and expression of approval are favored. The rationale for this is that after the “failures” of many subjects, there might be a point of time where it takes an emotional toll on the student which might then subsequently overcome the student completely.

Critics often point out that countries with high pressure educational systems like Singapore or Japan have seen high suicide rates because of failures. It just demonstrates how high the stakes are in this game and how unhealthy it is if it is allowed to go unchecked. Hence calls have been made for reducing the likelihood of such events by removing the word ‘failure’ totally from the education system, and that teachers should play a proactive role in the student’s life by paying attention to the emotional and psychological status of a student.

Yet, if one is able to see past the contiguity of failures and understand that education is the gaining of knowledge that might benefit the world, one would thus understand that education is a never-ending journey. Failures are expected in the world that is ever-changing and that only those that dare experiment with the unknowns are those those are likely to come out stronger. Some believe that ‘failures’ are what that drives students to strive for the better and the results are quite clear to see. A quick comparison of both the American and Singaporean educational system would reveal a glaring pattern. The number of graduates from each country that eventually becomes notable entrepreneurs and researchers are a huge disparity. Singaporeans are scholars with no risk-takers, whereas Americans are creative people who like to gamble. In essence, Singaporeans are muggers that have no dare to dream, and this is solely because we are terrified of failing.

Furthermore, it is unrealistic to expect a smooth-sailing life, where there are no setbacks in the working world. The word ‘failure’ thus also prepares students for life and for their careers, and that limiting failures simply to academic endeavors at the school-going age would allow students to slow inculcate the understanding failing is part and parcel of life. Life offers a plethora of opportunities for all of us to succeed, yet one must be aware that the possibility of failures in these chances of life is a very real threat.

Perhaps then, a solution to this situation would perhaps be doing away with the elitist criteria of passing, but instead a grading system that grades students on their holistic development and a smaller emphasis on failure could be put in place to help accelerate the understanding of students in their respective subjects.

Having said that, standards have to be kept and words like “pass” and “fail” are actually markers of achievement. They allow students to know where they stand, and it is a very useful way for employers to sieve the cream of the crop from, well, the mundane crop. Perhaps the solution lies in the educational methods used to teach students, where maybe it would be better to not be condemning or overly harsh on mistakes but instead teaching students to meet failure with gusto.

Perhaps as Thomas Edison summed up nicely in after inventing the light bulb, “I have not failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work.” Perhaps education should now be equipping students with the moral and emotional tools to meet failures and overcome it.

Okay, I just realised it's a very long post.

Anyway, it's mother's day tomorrow, and what better gift to give to a (rather) athletic mom than ...

happy mother's day!

that thing cost 32 bucks by the way! :)

2009-05-09T15:58:00.001+08:00

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;; For he today that sheds his blood with me; Shall be my brother
-King Henry V

food for thought.

2009-05-07T22:20:00.002+08:00

Is there something wrong with me?

Or maybe I'm just a terrible friend.

Because I feel that I've not been appreciated for what I've done.

2009-05-06T22:07:00.000+08:00

My sign is vital, my hands are cold.

Making it quick.

2009-05-05T23:28:00.002+08:00

School is, well, school after all. I mean, all is fine and dandy in school, but there's a point of time when you just feel that you're falling behind classes and you start to get solicitous about it.

And I think I'm beginning to fall into that category. With bowling competition forcing me to miss school, I'm having serious reservations about clearing that shitload of homework that is certainly piling up back in school.

So anyway, today was e-learning day. Much hyped about Tuesday finally came about and passed too quickly (for my liking) as well. Although the cyber-companionship on MSN was oddly ameliorating in the morning, I was still fucking bored to death. My rhapsodic mood was progressively athrophy-ing as soon as I realized that mass conversations on MSN isn't gonna work.

So I took the keys and went for a break. Turned out that when I came back 30 minutes later, I didn't miss a damn thing. It was certainly a mordant moment, just as I was about to begin my GP essay on youths being empowered by technology and whatnots. Turns out nothing beats paper and pen.

SO I MUST MAKE IT CLEAR.

SCHOOL
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Just a Random Quote I'm throwing out here:

Missing you could turn from pain to pleasure,
if I knew you were missing me too.

How I wish my school misses me! (:

Spending Spree?

2009-05-02T15:22:00.002+08:00

I can't believe I spent close to $250 in the span of 2 days. Like really. I settled my eyewear issue, and managed to get my competition gear. I would hate to think that's wasting money, but hey, somebody got to inject some money in this economic malaise.

Well, at least I would like to think it this way.

Funeral TVC. GREAT VIDEO. MUST WATCH

2009-05-01T19:53:00.002+08:00

Family.

its the little imperfections that make them perfect, to you.

Makes you think about cherishing your loved ones in your family. Great video by MCYS.

2009-05-01T13:41:00.000+08:00

Its a stifling 32 degrees right now. And I'm burning in my seat right now.

I guess the picture says it all.

2009-04-27T23:16:00.002+08:00

It's pretty funny, looking at it. You can probably go in my stead!

Anyway, I love team blitz. Can't wait for Philippines. We're likely going there as a whole team, and I expect a great time there! But lets not get carried away, lest we forget a wondrous thing called school.

Ah well!

I'm rather speechless right now.

2009-04-26T20:53:00.003+08:00

And certainly not in a good way either.

Well, to put it as succinctly as possible, I've just had a car accident. Well, before you go 'what-the-hell-happen?' on me, it was just a minor one. But the fact is that it was a rather traumatizing experience, and that I knocked my head on the headrest in front(and it hurts, vaguely).

Well either way, I'm fine, and I'm still going to sit in the car.

Anyway, season is beginning on Tuesday for the girls team, and I'm psyched out. Are you?

Anyway, a video to perk you guys up. Aptly named 'Wolf & Pig', its a stop motion movie that I believe must be on my top 10 videos I've watched this year. It's an enthralling piece of art that I feel that I'm inclined to share with you all.

Go on, click that play button!

I smell a rant in the making

2009-04-24T21:27:00.003+08:00

Okay wait it is.

THE REASON WHY I'M POSTING THIS IS BECAUSE I THINK MY Parent's Teacher Meet WAS A COMPLETE WASTE OF TIME.

Well. Firstly, let me get this off my chest. I did not get called up for PTM because of a curious case of poor grades or a bad conduct(like i've said earlier, i've got excellent. Okay I just had to insert that in). It simply because my dad, like every other concerned parent, decided that a nice chat with my Tutor would be nice to have and hence have me arrange one for him.

So anyway, I had training at Mt. Faber and had to rush down to college for it. I was doing pretty well at training too.

Turned out that the next 30 minutes of my life was one of the most amusing yet boring 30 minutes of my life.

They had a chat ranging from economics to my grades and to me , as my dad puts it in a vulgar way, 'surrounded by girls after years in an all-boys school' add that with a typical 'father-ly' pat on the shoulders and you probably get what I mean.

I'm not gonna bore you with the details but to put it as succiently as possible, I'm doing fine in school, have an excellent conduct and that I'm always around girls (ARTS FAC FOR THE WIN, BABY!)

Oh, and i met up with DJ when he called and told me he was in the area too. So we caught up a bit while he was waiting for his girlfriend to finish her haircut (!), before I headed home.

Reality check- A division is finally commencing this coming Tuesday. Even though I'm not bowling for the team, I'm excited for the team. I really am!

Come on my fellow saints!

2009-04-21T23:58:00.001+08:00

Today, I had drunk sex with a girl that I barely know. I didn't have a condom and was nervous about getting her pregnant, but she assured me that I could pull out. Right when I was about to pull out, she wrapped her legs around me and yelled : "BE MY BABY'S DADDY!" I couldn't get out in time. FML

FROM FML

PIIIIIII

2009-04-21T21:46:00.002+08:00

I'm doing PI right now for my project work. So I'm freaking busy.

anyway, an interesting nugget. apparently, from what my sister told me......

PW is the brainchild of a few retarded teachers from SAJC and this idea was soon adopted by schools around Singapore, becoming the subject all JC students ~~hate~~ love.

Bet you didn't know that!

BUT HONESTLY! who the hell thought up of this.

A way to blow 390 bucks

2009-04-17T23:45:00.002+08:00

Okay. First of all, I've to get this off my chest.

17th April- HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM.

Now since that's off my agenda, I have 2 more things on my list that I'm gonna rant about.

First of all, IF MY FUCKING ALARM CLOCK DOESN'T FUCKING RING AND I WAKE UP 10 MINS LATE, ( AND STILL MAKE IT TO SCHOOL ON TIME) , IS IT MY FAULT?!?!?!

WELL FUCK THE FUCKING LECTURE YOU GAVE ME ABOUT (sic) 'FUCKING UP MY LIFE'. SCREW YOU AND WHAT PRIORITIES YOU THINK I SHOULD HAVE IN MY LIFE.

---end of rant 1----

Granted, this might seem abstruse to you guys, but in essence somebody woke up on the wrong side of bed and ruined my morning.

rant 2

So its mom's birthday, and we're all sitting down there, wondering what to get for mom, when my dad thought of my mom's infatuation ( yes, you heard me right) with taiqi/wushu and other oriental marital arts some old geezer can think of, and then my mom would need a REAL video mp3 player for her to store her videos of masters kicking air and sucking in wind. Well, if you're wondering why I say REAL media player, well, its because my mom has all that ridiculous crap in her phone and her zen. As if that's not enough.

Its starting to annoy me when we're in the car and when I would like to strike a conversation up with her and you see her with those earphones fitted smugly into her ear, eyes glued to that ludicriously small screen of hers, watching some Chinese national strutting off her skills. And obviously you lose your interest in whatever you wanna say, unless it comes to money matters, of course.

So yeah, guess what we got her:

Yeap! A ridiculously overpriced piece of hardware that is likely a magnet for scratches. Did I mention its 390?

Well, a toast to me and my emptier wallet. Oh wait, and the coming days of 'not-talking-to-mom-because-she's-busy-watching-shit-on-her-iTouch'

Thanks for bearing with me for this rant-y blog post.

OH YEAH!

SAJC rythemic gym got first for the A division! Up Saints!

but to a friend! cheer up okay! :)

I DID NOT PROOF READ THIS SO THERE MIGHT BE SOME GRAMMATICAL ERRORS WHILE RANTING.

2009-04-16T20:48:00.001+08:00

Imitation is the best form of flattery.

Versions of myself

2009-04-16T19:32:00.000+08:00

Eviscerate your fragile frame.
And spill it out on ragged floor.
A thousand different versions of yourself.

Oh! And SAJC's dance got gold for SYF! :)

Closed!

2009-04-13T21:43:00.001+08:00

if you're looking for an update about my day, then you've come to the wrong place.

Did I just get reprimanded by my dad?

2009-04-12T19:06:00.003+08:00

I think I just did.

I've been a fan of closing the room's door while doing my work/sleep/stone/work.

Well, unfortunately my dad isn't, and he caught me in the inopportune moment of playing the xbox.

So I've just been treated to a 5 min rant on why I should not be closing my door unless my air-con is switched on.

And I promptly went to turn it on.

IN YOUR FACE!

Alright, I know I'm going through that anarchistic, iconoclastic, rebellious phase in my life.

Too bad you can't do anything about it.

Anyway, Friday night I went to meet my cousin for a rather low-key camera shooting affair at City Hall. The pictures didn't turn out well, so it sort of became a hanging out affair. He figured if he was just taking my camera to photograph, he would be a Machiavellian self-centered fawning parasite. But I honestly don't think so.(because I'm a nice guy =D ) So hanging out it was. He had subway for late dinner (Italian BMT on Italian Bread with Lettuce and Pickles, topped up with Southwest sauce, anyone? :) ) while I enjoyed the cookies, before we continued our adventure for pictures.

The rest, was pretty much typical. As my cousin said aptly : "It's not like i saw a man on fire or a river of ice or whatever enthralls you readers, so yeah."

So we left late in the night, and to cap it off, I bought alcohol as I walked my way back from the MRT. And felt criminal doing so.

Update: I think I have exceptional periphery sense. I can sort of tell when I think I'm gonna see somebody familiar. Like when I saw Justin, Brian Aaron and Alwin and my spider senses were just going crazy. :)

I think my left wrist just went crack.

2009-04-11T18:21:00.000+08:00

The Great Memories.

2009-04-09T22:20:00.003+08:00

Okay, call me slow, but I finally decided to post something that is long overdue.

Some pictures on the KL trip.

Alright, before you bring out your pitchforks, let me explain why I'm late.

Well........

its because i'm really lazy. so screw you.

Anyway, so here we go. Its 5 pictures only, so don't get your hopes up.

Obviously Benny and I just couldn't resist a quickie before boarding the bus.
P.S: I sort of felt the chair giving way. honestly!

Just look at Benny's crass expression. (benny's the guy on the left! (: )

A failed taupok. They actually tried to taupok someone else but it ended up like this. YOU GUYS SUCK.

another great benny-maurice moment.

Last but not least, the wild nights me and my ~~gay partner~~ roommate had together in that hotel room.

I left school a boy and came back a man. :)

18 days to the start of the season yo!

I think the school just...

2009-04-08T20:42:00.004+08:00

Send my term 1 progress report to my house. Yup, you heard that right.

It's the first time in my life that something as ridiculously funny as this happen in my life. I find it so amusing that its no longer laughable. I wonder if feigning ignorance to Ms Seow(my form teacher, for those who don't know) is gonna excuse me from handing up that piece of crap. Anyway, my conduct is E-X-C-E-L-L-E-N-T!(pat myself in the back) So screw you all, naysayers.

Anyway, does the old adage "life is not a bed of roses" ring a bell? Well, go just a search a lil' deeper, and you're likely to delight yourself in the spread of daisies under all those red and thorns. Maybe I'm an pessimistic optimist, but I think my life is going pretty alright, with the expected bumps and humps on the road, but hey! It's pretty smooth sailing. I had a few crappy moments this year alone, but 2009 has the makings of a thoroughly enjoyable and entertaining year.

I think I'm enjoying my life in SAJC.

Oh, I found out that Kinder Bueno has come out with a new type of chocolate, a.k.a Kinder Bueno White. Its so good it's almost sex for your throat. Remember that creamy caramel biscuit smothered in milk chocolate? These Buenoes are just that, except that they sit on a thin layer of wafer, wrapped in luscious chocolate. That’s proper milk chocolate made with cocoa butter, for those who wonder. So maybe if you pop by the cafeteria's sweet shop, you might want to sink in a buck 20 for it. It's okay to be a Kinder virgin because the feeling of unpacking the package was like unraveling some kind of fantastic wonder beyond my 5 senses, and I felt positively criminal just doing so. So maybe it's just time for you to dive straight into sex. :)

A picture paints a thousand words

2009-04-07T21:10:00.001+08:00

Come on Team SA! Let's GO!

Oh baby.

2009-04-07T20:26:00.000+08:00

If you wake up at a different time in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?

With the 23rd Pick Of the NFL Draft....

2009-04-06T21:42:00.000+08:00

Come on Patriots! DRAFT CLAY MATTHEWS! (:

sartorialist

2009-04-06T19:43:00.000+08:00

Alright then, I'll admit it. I do visit Sartorialist, albeit once in a while. It's just the online version of Vogue in terms of fashion, I guess. I don't pride myself as one who's well versed in the expensive art of fashion(unlike you, tj) but, as my dad used to say, it wouldn't hurt to be well-informed.

So, please don't call me gay, because really, I'm not. If you've been out with me, you know my dress sense is conservative, to say the least.

Diss me for whatever it's worth, but maybe, YOU should check what your brothers are doing, say watching Sailormoon at 14 ( I KNOW SOMEONE WHO DOES THAT OKAY!)

Honestly,thats worse than me. That's not gay. That's transformer gay. And its pathetic, too.

Like these two fools.

probably halloween gone wrong.

Those shiny things

2009-04-05T21:43:00.000+08:00

I wonder if those blue metallic shoes imply that you're either metro-sexual or gay.

Probably both. Easy how those 2 mix up.

I think they're from Gucci.

Just to rub it in.

It's one of those lazy hazy crazy days of summer.

2009-04-05T15:14:00.000+08:00

Well, it's 3 in the afternoon.

And I've yet to:
1)Do GP essay
2)Do Math
3)Go on the stationary bike
4)Do PW
5)Photocopy my notes
6)Do Wetpaint

So yeah.

And I'm actually currently

1)Blogging(duh)
2)Facebooking
3)Msn-ing
4)Listening to Music
5)Youtub-ing
6)Wikipedia-ing

Right. Its a great day.

Anyway, for those of you who know about it and wondering how it went, the answer is : IT WENT WELL AND WENT GREAT. I'll be back before you know it.

So, me and weng keong had a rather interesting debate about something and the verdict is

: I'm anti-common, wk is pro-mass.

Its the ending part of a rather funny conversation:

(just right-click it and view the image if you can't see)

pardon the ending part, it sounds gay, but who gives a shit.

clearly i'm lacking some motivation to blog good posts right now.

So it's Thursday....

2009-04-02T18:10:00.000+08:00

so that means Friday's tomorrow.

Before I not blog till Sunday due to unforeseen circumstances, I would first like to thank the countless people for their support and strength during these strenuous times.I'd like to thank you for the countless great moments we had together, maybe I'll remember for a long, long time. Maybe forever, in fact.

I used to ask a friend why he was doing what he was doing, which was trying to make me feel happier, and he would say 'I'm just trying to matter.' You know, I now know what he meant.

The little tidbits of well-wishes has certainly been a great help, and I really would like to take a bit of time to say these two words.

Thank You.

Wait. Can I make that Bigger?

THANK YOU.

I love you all, always.

love,
From your friendly neighborhood ~~spiderman~~ shawn. :)

Come On Girls And Boys, Everyone Make Some Noise!

2009-03-31T16:01:00.000+08:00

I'm falling in love with the Killers again.

Or should I say Brandon Flowers. I WANT HIS HAIR GOD DAMN IT.

Anyway, one of my favorite songs in Days And Ages. Neon Tigers!

Take it away, Killers!

2009-03-30T22:29:00.000+08:00

Alright you guys have heard it before....

2009-03-29T13:07:00.000+08:00

Remember this guy?

If you don't you suck. Because he's name is Alfie Patten and he is what every youth in the world should be aspire to be. To be a dad before you even graduate from school. Yeah, you heard me right. He's 13 by the way.

Well, ~~~~people were~~ worried~~ no one wondered what this meant. I mean, its just young,hot, steamy, lewd unadulterated sex right? A 13 year old that looks like an 8 year old screwing a 15 year old that looks like 40.

Well,as usual, we've old people with their wise comments. Here's one.

"It's an indication that we've lost our way, that people don't know the difference between right and wrong," said Sir Bernard Ingham, former press secretary to former Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher. "The plain fact is society can't proceed on this basis. I think this is an indication of broken Britain."(whatever, honestly)

Anyway, we don't have to worry about ~~small prickly bastards~~ cute boys fathering ~~small prickly bastards~~ cute kids because........

ALFIE PATTEN...... YOU'RE NOT THE FATHER!

Alright, so a DNA test revealed that his sperm did not match the sperm that made her tummy grow big. So what? Well, cleared of fatherly responsibility, he's reported to be "devastated." Pur-lease.

If I was 13 year-old Alfie. I would have celebrated like this:

So now, we can all heave a sigh of relief, because young ~~8 year old~~ 13 year old Alfie is not the dad. So society can progess as normal, because no one cares about a 15 year old ~~slut~~ mature girl/mom.

But still, I know, one day, in a galaxy far far away, that this would happen.

That's young Alfie on the right by the way.

Enjoy! :)

2009-03-28T23:01:00.000+08:00

HAHA ANSEN I KNOW YOU ARE READING THIS.

YOU'RE THE MOST KAYPOH PERSON IN THE WORLD. :)

Ansen's Verbatim
-dont worry i blog only emo sutffs thats what a blog is 4
-i have a dream to be a bird, now now(granny's tone) we all knw dream only exist in fairy tale
-life is a sadistic joke with no punch line
-i m a psychiatrist, but i m mad.
HAHA. AND MY FAVOURITE IS...

-oi ji dan copy my sentence

i like it! :)

lugubrious songs of lost love.

2009-03-27T20:06:00.000+08:00

For my hair, that is.

I've got the worst haircut in my life. Or should I say, in the world.

Honestly, I think getting myself comfortable in THAT saloon ~~was~~ is a huge mistake. I look ridiculously awful, and I was supposed to come out of that torrid place a dapper fine man. Way to go! My mom tried to console me, but she honestly just made things worse.

The following are things one should not say to a depressed young man that just had his hair cut in this manner.

Alright I lied, but STILL! So let me introduce my mom's way of making one feel better.

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Welcome to the Dummies' Guide to Consoling Sad People.

*Never do this to a disconsolate person*

Me: Mom! I'm having the worst haircut in the world right now. How?
Mom: What to do! Not bad what! It's just, er , very different from your previous one. Eh actually quite nice! (From this point onwards, I will NEVER trust my mom's sense of fashion. Or should I say trust her in anything)

*takes a step towards me*

Mom: Eh aiyah, just go fix your head la. Go put gel on it! Then not bad already.

Me: What gel! My hair's horrendous and that stylist(?)(screw you! go to fashion school or something!) just conned me 14 bucks!

Mom: 14 DOLLARS! WHAT! SO EXPENSIVE! I can cut sooooooooooo much better than him! No wonder you haircut so ugly! Next time I do if for you! Tsk. Waste money .... *inaudible*

*does a snipping finger action with my hair*

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I seriously wondered if I should jump 8 floors to my death, or just kill my mom.

Or maybe shoot that damned stylist(?) before he ruins somebody's life. For Real.

Anyway, went to the library recently and borrowed a few books, most notably Shinjuku Shark. It wasn't exactly the best book there, but it isn't really that bad either. So yeah!

And WK! EVERYBODY READS HADDON.

Update:I've made my decision to get rid of one self-styled stylist(?) in the world. I'm gonna GTA that saloon.

Sure, I'm Lucky.

2009-03-26T20:52:00.000+08:00

Its official, my people. I'm starting to realize earnestly that perhaps maybe I've true friends around me. I've been acting weird, getting emo and stuff. But hey, thanks for being there. You guys are the best.

You guys know the awful break I got a few weeks ago, and you guys have been nothing but inspiring and kind. Looking at you people, I'm just numbed in your presence, for you guys have taught me the intrinsic importance of friendship. Being surrounded by you people, that's something.

When a friend who you think doesn't really like you ask whether I'm fine and need help - that's something.

When a friend who constantly ask whether I'm feeling much better than the previous day - that's something.

When a wonderful friend offers to visit you when you're down - that's something.

These many 'something's are sole reasons for me feeling great today.

For I'm probably the luckiest man on the face of Earth right now.

Thank you.

i think i can face the 3rd of April alone myself.

one reason why we all love youtube

2009-03-22T11:56:00.000+08:00

Maybe I'm Really Real.

2009-03-21T18:39:00.000+08:00

Falling, I'm falling
Ooh
Falling, I'm falling

OMG, this is turning gay and emo.

2009-03-19T10:22:00.001+08:00

Today, .....

well today i don't feel like speaking.

The Song Lyrics that Sum Up My Feelings Right Now.

2009-03-10T21:04:00.000+08:00

And I just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies

2009-03-09T23:52:00.000+08:00

I'm such an magnet for injuries.

Sartorial Conundrums

2009-03-04T19:55:00.000+08:00

Anybody interested in watching a show called 'Why the fuck does shitty things happen to me?'

It stars Shawn Woo, Directed by Shawn Woo and is Produced by Shawn Woo.

The shows lasts 17 years and all are welcome.

2009-03-02T22:21:00.000+08:00

i want a new belt. no wait. i NEED a new belt.

god deliver one right now. please.

School's Over!

2009-02-28T07:57:00.000+08:00

For the first week that is. So, at the conclusion of the 1st week of school in junior college, what have I realised?

1)The many breaks in between makes people fat.
2)The many breaks in between allows people to revise their work
3)The many breaks in between makes people fat.

So it wouldn't be my fault if I started calling you fat. Because you might be.

Anyway, the work is slowly piling up now, but I'm still coping right now, and hopefully I'll scrap through the 1st term's test (they're called MSA - MileStone Assessment) but perhaps one reason why I should/would fail it is because talent and intelligence never yet immunized anyone against the caprice of the gods, and nobody(including yours truly) has and will ever enjoyed an existence of undisturbed privilege and gladness, and that is perhaps the only thing standing in my way of getting my A's and B's in the term tests.

Isn't it great to find excuses?

Made a Fool of Myself.

2009-02-26T20:30:00.000+08:00

I was on my way home , from the hospital, in my school uniform, listening to my zune (sex 4 suga by Common). Everything was perfectly fine, until a friend of mine messaged me, saying that she was cute.

AND I BURST OUT LAUGHING IN THE BUS RIGHT THERE AND THEN , looking like an idiot.

Apart from the weird stares I got from other passenger(which was understable, given my crass expression at that point), I swear to God I was freaked out by this old guy sitting a couple of seats away from me. His nose was dribbling with muscus(YUCKS), he was digging his nose, yawning every once a while. He smiled at me when I broke out laughing (and looking like a fool, thanks J), and when the guy beside me left the bus, he made my life miserable when HE CAME AND SAT NEXT TO ME.

Seriously right? I mean, the bus was rather empty, he was comfortable in his seat, I was in mine, and he just had to snap me out of my happy reverie and fucking sit next to me. Thank god my stop was next and I jumped off the bus without even taking a look back. He might have been sniffing the seat, for all I care.

It was a traumatic experience, really with a capital r.

After all this, what do I think of him? Gay, maybe. Paedophile? Probably. One who has broken Section 377A in the Penal Code? Certainly.

P.S: screw you SBS, making me pay adult fare when i'm clearly in school uniform. I'll remember this. Really.

Maybe It's time to say hello!

2009-02-24T18:54:00.000+08:00

I'm currently absorbed in the art of numerology. No, it's not some Harry-Potter like magick, but its rather a simple task of understanding math,looking up to the skies and wonder what on earth they mean. Get it?

Probably not, but anyway they're surprisingly accurate and wow, I can even come up with names for myself to suit my personality, and personal attributes.

For example, for example, my birthday, the 30th of Jan.

"A birthday on the thirtieth day of the month indicates a vital, rather nervous individual who seldom suffers from illnesses thanks to an enviable ability to throw them off. You need to avoid any type of obsession and should never experiment with the occult "for fun." Set in your opinions, you always think you're right, basing your conclusions on a little knowledge combined with much imagination and intuition. Fundamentally loyal, a true friend, you would make a good teacher, writer or social worker. You're flirtatious, but fundamentally loyal(damn right I am (: ) and like to be thanked for the thoughtful things you do . Although you're an excellent manager, you're not terribly fond of work."

I guess these few sentences sum up my life, eh?

Anyway, funny names that popped up.

1)Darius ( Sounds awfully retarded, doesn't it?)
2)Lucian (seriously, what the hell just happened here?)
3)My personal favorite, Justy. HAHAHA.

Feb 23.

2009-02-23T23:03:00.000+08:00

I'm so tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired tired.

J.K Rowling's at commencement speech at Harvard.

2009-02-22T18:58:00.000+08:00

The Fringe Benefits of Failure, and the Importance of Imagination

We do not need magic to change the world, we carry all the power we need inside ourselves already: we have the power to imagine better.

Procrastination is the thief of time

2009-02-22T18:42:00.000+08:00

Repeat after me, I will not slack and not do anything for the rest of the day.

And screw alcohol in the morning, I cant focus right now.