Sunday, March 21, 2004

true blue procrastinator.

i still have not started on my 40 first-hand observational sketches, my amaths and emaths tys, my tuition homework, my physics assignment, and my english picture description. and oh yeah, literature assignment on the grass is singing. i haven't even completed reading that book. all i know that mary married dick because she felt that she had to get herself tied down for social acceptence and dick married mary because he needed company and he wanted children. and mary didn't want children cos she thought that children was a burden, and she had this grudge against the blacks. so the book is rather racist and its like a vicious cycle but thank God my teacher looks like an ape with a passion for literature, i actually find joy paying attention to her during her lessons and score a measly 25% for my term results. hoorah hoorah.


so whilst i'm worrying how i'm supposed to get my observational sketches done, i am also worry how early i should come to school tomorrow. not that i'm enthusiastic or anything, but o's are coming and i do have a goal to acheive. which reminds me, i have a time-table to prepare.. looks like i'm not sleeping tonight. and that i'll be half-awake during newswatch tomorrow morning. and practically scratching my head half the time during all 5 maths periods and snoring during english... argh. english reminds me my role of being the reading monitress shiznit and that the class have to hand in their book reports and i'm only 3 quater through hearts in atlantis. who cares. i'm sure the guni sack would cut the reading rep some slack. hail reading reps! bernard, there's a positive point for being the geeky reading rep after all! :D


again, i find that i'm back to my redundant posts days of blogging. my deep thoughts simply vanished for awhile. maybe they went for a little getaway until the o's are over. i don't know.


the cat in a hat is... cheesy.


died-ed at 9:22 pm
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i'm back and dead.

[edit]: got this from farhan's nick. and i love him for this quote.:

TRUTH: WOMEN ARE SMARTER THAN MEN, AND I CAN PROVE IT. WHAT IS WOMAN'S BEST FRIEND? DIAMONDS. WHAT IS MAN'S BEST FRIEND? DOGS. haha.[/edit]


i'm back from shopping. eating ramlees. eating satay. eating ikan bakar. eating lah hor. it was an eating holiday. so i'm a little more tight on my waist, as if i hadn't been even before this holiday.. heh. so shopping was great. got myself 2 new footwear. finally. and then i got myself a new shirt. and loads of milk. bwaha. i'm bored shitless right now. gotta do my art already. so yeah.


i updated my second yahoo album. the new albums are the bbq and the hols. so check it out. if u're that bored. yeap.


i regretted not taking that "election promotion. one carton RM11.50" sign.


died-ed at 10:28 am
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Friday, March 19, 2004

bwaha. bbq-ed bread.

the no. of people present for the bbq may be pathetic but the company was great and our endless jokes were hilarious! heh. there're just too many to remember and i'm running late to be typing it all down here right now. well, the food? was scrumptious! though its not much.. ooh, the black pepper and italian sauce-marinated chicken wings were DELICIOUSSSSSSSSSSSSS when they were done bbq-ed. and then we made these butter-crabmeat wrapped in aluminium foil there and then and then we bbq-ed it and duh, it was delicious. there were loads of the blackpepper and italian sauce left so we spreaded it on the sausages. yumm.. haha. nicholas, its just too bad that you don't it spicy food. haha. aaaanyways, the major breakthrough in the history of bbq-ing food is.. BBQ-ED BUTTERED BREAD! heh. its like damn damn damn damn delicious. and the secret recipe? simply butter. heh. ziqing's gf is like uber uber pretty. like how did he manage to win her heart, i wonder.. bleahz. gonna upload them pictures...later larh hor. lazy lazy lazy.


well, party-pooper didn't poop the party after all. SO HAHA YOU BITCH!


well, i gotta go pack my bag. heh. i'm gonna indulge in ramlees today... :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D <3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3


and kak hani, if ur reading this, my brother is an asshole at times larhz. but too bad ur too in love with him. :)


died-ed at 9:48 am
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Wednesday, March 17, 2004

haish.

you know things are all weird when,


a) you get sick of microwave dinners;

b) you start having cereal for dinner;

c) takeaways are a norm that you hate considering because of the distance you have to walk to get them and often you're overcharged.


so maybe i'll just stick to cereal for dinner right now.


died-ed at 7:58 pm
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Tuesday, March 16, 2004

party poopers.

i hate them alot. even though the party hasn't started yet. stupid bitch has to brainwash everyone and tell them not to come to our bbq. get a life, GIRL. YOU DON'T WANNA COME FOR WHATEVER REASON YOU HAVE, DON'T INFLUENCE OTHERS NOT TO. JUST BECAUSE THE FORM TEACHER IS HEAD OVER HEELS OVER YOU LOOKS DON'T MEAN THAT YOU HAVE THE AUTHORITY TO DECIDE WHETHER OR NOT THEY SHOULD COME TO THE GATHERING. loser...


social studies was muchos fun just now. especially when we used the song zombie by the cranberries as a source to portray how heartless the IRA were and how people suffer due to their emotionless killings. and now, the song is stuck in my ears. earwoms and their wonderful jobs.. well, at least the song rocks its good. =D


died-ed at 9:12 pm
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Monday, March 15, 2004

That says it all, doesn't it?

We always want what we never get

Well listen here, my friend

I can't continue to pretend that it's alright


They've said it all haven't they?

But what I want, what I want to say

Is listen here my friend

I can't continue to pretend that it's alright


No matter what we get

We never find our happiness

Ain't that a crime?


Maybe that's why I have been told

Since I was six years old to compromise

But that ain't right...

That ain't right




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died-ed at 7:01 pm
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i just love the beach.

i went to the beach again today. with my darling shan. heh. but no, not to scream this time. but to go and book a bit for this thursday's bbq. so yeah, people of sec 4E4, the bbq is this thursday, pit 13c.. meet at.. the bus-stop that is opposite the mosque that has the service number 76 and not service number 55. understand. no? i'll draw the map on the board tomorrow during chemistry or sth yeah?


maybe i'll just end off with this:


mr yeo: who's phone is this? yours or hers?

(the phone is shan's of course. why would i want to flash my pathetic phone?)

me: my grandfather's.

mr yeo: you took your grandfather's phone and use it?

me: no. my grandad died and gave it to me.

mr yeo: what a nice grandfather you have.

me: yah i know. *mr yeo walks away and shan came back to her seat*

shan: whose phone did you said it was?

me: my grandfather's..

shan: haha. ok. good.




another redundant post. so what..? its my blog.


died-ed at 3:36 pm
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