canoodling with.....

blu-toot, blu-toot ur head ah! i use my hand!

weekends very busy! or as mr fjs call it, hectic life. i never find myself the time to blog.. was busy with post exam studies and miscellaneous bullshits. i seemingly gets an important anal schedule. everyday. no time for free time. so i found out tat the best time to do ur leisure is when everyones asleep. tat way u can bother nothing abt anyone whilst u enjoy yourself.

i somehow feel that i got dissed by the big SYED this morning. it was a swift tight slap - to my mental face, from his verbal hands..
indirect in a way or the other, he mentioned about history of 5N cohorts from past years getting consecutive 100% passes for malay... and eventually 2006, a bastard child of all monkshillian 5N cohorts.. my class is the last one anyways.
a measly 33-fucking-percent of passes. 3 divides by 100. do tha maths. so 3 ppls in my class. so whos at fault??
well, lets see: Nadzirah passed. greatly. christopher kinda failed but hes a different case.. which only rounds down to me and no one else. whao??!
this friday speeches was never before laced with such density and concentration of total sarcasm.
takes a while to subdue that guilty feeling.

today seems to be the first time ever that i experienced lots of first time evers... result papers are out.
english the unthinkable happened. dont ask. feeling is so potentially suicidal. the feeling's like worst than losing ur virginity to a monkey. lets just say micheal schumacher got last place in his grand prix.. this never happened to me..

never sleep during any examination.. it somehow steals ur every single bit of will to do things..
still remembered what mr wong said:
prolly true... its just like a pro runner trained so hard for a particular race, was sure confidence that hes gonna win but never performed well as he supposed to on the race day.. all cos of sleep.
my sleeping maybe its the puasa's fault.. but its most certainly my fault.. never burn the midnight oil.. its just as precious. fuel cost are rising, so as ur midnight oil. (sounds lame, but true)

oh yea, mrs lim teck kee was waaaay beyond upset due to my class sick performance overall in social studies. when i mean sick, it doesnt really mean the marks are that rad high.. from today, someone help wake that wahpiangdiao and just tell him to stop drooling... hes flooding the whole desk.

so, Priority no. 1, Education.
not even: family, safety, oxygen, food, drinks or sex.. nothing else.
zero, nada, zlich, kaput, kosong
i should be following this awesome mother-of-ideas of instilling myself this mono-priority scheme since the year 2006 even started..



looking for my certs, to prove to MY mrs Ang tat the testimonial i wrote is no bullshit. so, went to my sister'ses room. aka, PINK ROOM. barbies, light coloured walls, fluffy floormat, gay posters of various boyband members and everything in here seriously reeks of Dior Addict. a scent tat smell absolute sissyness from a mile far) lol... whatever. so, one of my sis got a Glamour magazine (contraband stuff, get it in london for 2 pounds only)somewhere in her library shelve, so i decided ti check tehm out...(my curiousity is out of hand. and i love it.) flipped the pages.. so iteresting... nothings here is censored.
love the articles:
I hate YOUR MUM
5 things u can change about ur body(and five that u cant)
The dream nail kits of 2006..
How be/act like a Brazilian beach babe
Is now the right time to tell him yor sexual fantasy.
and shitloads of absurd headings for a title.

Best one: The Orgasm Hall of Fame.
then it says, He gets one, YOU get 20!(yess!)
somehow fascinates me on how many types of a 'liftoff' any woman can have. theres: Clitoral, G-Spot, Vaginal, U-spot, Anal and u think thats about it, theres still: Breast, Psychic, Blended, Extended Massive, Zone... .more..
this is why we mens can never understand womens.

anyways yall needa check out the smoker edmund the tits yap about the effects of smoking. find him under the links: Han Ji Peng's Fat Cousin.. his two-cents are simply mindblowing. wonder how the blue hell can he come up with insightful expressions like this:

Many persons have a wrong idea of what constitutes true happiness. It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity to a worthy purpose.....

im like whao how can u expect such outstanding efforts (shit) to express his utmost self-definition.
contrary to belief, the people nowadays are not stereotypes anymore.. today, u can expect the super unexpectable, like for example, i saw:
* bangladeshi workers listening to techno( heard groove coverage. in the construction site. LOUD. dun ask why and where.)
* 6-year old kids reading Chicken Soup for the Soul and Reader's Digest
* coffeeshop ah pek wearing slippers listening musics thru his Special Edition U2 iPod. (saw what he listening to also, the song: kelly clarkson. dont ask)
*
so for in this case, a fat chao ah beng displacing his absolute Emo self.. the world is spinning too fast.

im a sucker for intelligent conversations. wheres nicki anyways?

together together
handgun over his forehead

was reading manga recently, its an excuse from wasting time and prexcribing to subside my addiction from television.. its cool though.. u should try it.. dun worry, ur not gonna be labelled a typical east Asian nerd. in fact, reading them is relaxing... flipping the books from back to front instead of usual right to left. or front to back, aaahh, ull get the direction


loki ragnarok (japanese CSI-style mystery solving in its total corniest form.)


kingdom hearts ( kiddy stuff.. but sweet eye candy compensates all)

Absolute Boyfriend, (a comic for chics but im curious, got a problem with that? anyways after reading it, i find tat its pretty intricate stuff... it somehows magnetise u to read more.. beyond addiction. guilty pleasure)
fruits basket, (err...)

i love readin them as they are more of a visual pleasure, but the illustrations had assed my kick.

i love my OMG's workpieces!!

wouldyalookatdat... blue eyes under a veil... so royal OMG. technically, thats her nickname including an ass. shes the royal ass. whatever., i was summoned to lend a hand for her majestic ass to work on her artworks.. and helping out is so fun though tough., alongside the war of art fray i got tha privilege of unlimited supply of mango drinks, free kuehs courtesy of Dahlia Cafe, imported Euro-Middle Eastern chocolates, and seeing her superstar Young Lion goalkeeper brother and her shampooed hair cos u can only find that in the royal ass's home. perks..
tha works straight from the royal ass:
(lamination and camera quality seems to lower the finer and nicer detail quality of the works.. should check the arts literally. i looks alot suckier here..)


never helped out in this one.. but this stilletto painstakingly carved out of foam...

the gun and the flower... that precision painting of the gun almost made me put a gun to my head. literally.. but all the hell, pays real well... if she dies, that painting can possibly fetch a million dollar..

this one is detailed stuff... too bad its laminate, u can see alot of stuffs in here including a man with an OMEGA angkong touching a japanese chic's ass.. and alot alot more all by my favourite medium: pencil ..
these artworks somehow made my ass feels so proud.. O.O






assile's birthday.. dunno whats gonna be up, but there must be some kinda club event..
im given like an MOS invitation card. -.-"
i just recieved dual shot of Swensens earthquake ice cream!! courtesy of mr foo jie sheng and matthew hogan(best student of the month). somehow, you gotta reward yourself after doing ur examinations/project/whatever.. doesnt matter how crappy u perform.. but just reward yourself.. when guys eat ice cream, we dun feel fat after eating.. gals seems to be a litttle dramatic


Recommendations:

Kathmandoo #B1 Plaza Singapura - opposite the nike boutique.
ladies, go there and out accessorise urself out. guys, get them as perfect gifts for ur ladyfriend..
sells awesome ornaments and rocks , ranging from bags to necklace. simply brings ur already chic self to another level.. simplicity now is just passe.
can find any/all kinds of rocks from the deep recesses of earthly Mother Earth....


Manchester is in the House. Everyone, u gotta podcast-subscribe DJ Cruze.. Manchester is in
the House.

Ya'll must check out/join the Pek Kio Rocket Science Academy. speculate fresh new graduates' project that lights up the friendly skies of the Pek Kio neighbourhood. Recent researches was simply a B-L-A-S-T


Bundle of pocket miniature rockets
That toomuchsexmakesyoushortsighted t-shirt
Rocket ready






watch the movie, Pulse. its a sick badly scripted movie, corny plus boring.. whole movie was near pitch black. shows about a computer virus went realtime and turns to a ghost.. sometime ya gotta spend some of your money on crappy movies just for fun of it..
meanwhile i apparently dumped my wife's tuition just to watch it.. bummer + regrets.


Good God. its 4am. i gotta go to sleep.