Tuesday, September 18, 2007
docomo, fuyajo.
currently listening to:
Fuyajo - HIME
Stronger - Kanye West
i need a break., yea. even breakdancing would do. i need a speed pill, if thats possible. school is so dumb. and i lost my wallet, savings and alot of time. situation are almost always awry, but at the same time, results awesomely good. i think that always happen when you look back at things. i need to at least graduate from a university to at least live a proper life.. i want a Doctor or a Professor added to my name. and i want to drive a car by the end of next year. its so achievable. Balestier Hill is a teenage kindergarden, maybe its the severely anal conduct expectation from the teachers, but come on, the kids there chronicly lacks insight, balls and anything admirable or at least, amusing and i cant wait to get out of this shithole.
i always thought of driving my soon-to-be-mine BMW to that place, stomp my way to the hall(oh, and i would arrive late to skip the yada and applause) and then snatch the O' levels cert from the pitiful hands of the teacher holding it, and drive off , doing a donut followed by speeding/drifting down that shithill and breaking that security parking barrier while im at it.
only a steel man, can be a lover. here's my meaning to life: ripped healthy body, a warm heart non-abrasive by nature and big money.
bicep curls cant help much to your arm. the tricep is 2/3 of the muscles used daily/frequently.
people who says that money isnt important in this world, is plain silly. no wait. dumb. this statement could be a hot debate topic or a subject for general paper. but i waiver you that money is important for a happy life. as my dad used to explain it to me, money is basically a key to anything. the bigger your money, the bigger your financial key, which opens up to something no doubt better. the lesser the money you have, that financial key you have couldnt open much, and you stay where you are. which sucked. thats the reason why theres developed and developing countries.
its good to smile at people when you. in fact its a courtesy to smile if you happened to look at the persons face a tad seconds to long. stupid peoples only reply nothing or otherwise. centenarians live longer becasue they smile alot. and they dont really have freckles in the cheeks compared to mr/mrs alwayshaveasadface because they have a habit of smiling too hard like me. but its creepy, i have to like change the way i smile. someone told me its muscle memory, and its kinda difficult to change when it comes to the face.
Design and Technology is a subject for all mens. i think its the manliest subject ever. they should like impose a rule for all mens to take up that subject. its shields you from being a pussy by going into Food and Nutrition. im glad i took DnT. it helped my drawing skills from the basics of abstract plain blocks of shapes, till a level where i could conjure intricate designs and multi-perspectives. not only it helped me draw better, faster, stronger, i enjoyed manning the tools and machine. and by the way, Bung Hole Secondary's Technical Block is a rust safari.
I wonder what non-puasa-ing people would do if they puasa.
https://www.noisesingapore.com/showcase2006.php
is that only what singapore got to offer?
till september 25, 2007, i desperately need peoples who could:
- highly proefficient in colouring
- a better bullshitter than me for an essay
- got good contacts.(not lenses)(the likes of christy lee)
i think there should be a memory card for a brain. random amnesia always happens to me. so its important for people like me to have diaries or PDAs, for in my case, its the blog. its like a photoalbum of the past without keeping it in a stash or so. and its accessible anywhere with a wireless feature.
HomeClub podcasts are nice.
OH! OH! OH! my dads shop expands bigtime this year round. its bigger, better, faster, stronger. and it now sells mushroom sauce kebabs. (they are not turkey, but chickens from turkey. really). its $4 i think. kinda pricey, but omg, its one of the other way of feeling heaven. you guys gotta come over visit sometime soon.
im tired.
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