Monday, October 16, 2006

Side to side.

Oh my God.. i love rockets and racing around circles...
hearing the squeal from a rocket blast-off, fascinating brilliant streaks of light accompanies the propulsion and smelling the fresh aroma of burnt gunpowder smoke..
Bikedrifting down the downhill spiral ramp of a carpark is nothing more than sheer fun at the same time a moment of total concentration and precision steering.. woot. I gonna die.
sweeet....

Thats a guilty weekend recall from an outstanding student which a straight-D for almost all subjects in school..


i hate my haircut. in fact, i rather shave my head bald.. but done is done.. now i needa wait for it to grow back.. if the same case happens if i were a girl, it would be a total trauma. 24/7 bitch fit. i never liked to complain over things, but total irony that i own a blog.
oh yea, i forgot that vain talks is forbidden during my puasa ordeal. shit i dunno what that means.


drift pics.. courtesy of driftclub.com







Thursday, October 12, 2006

Three Layered Fats

the AVA theatrette homeroom idea is awesome and somehow studies alot better with air conditioning with temperature as perfect/ideal as 19 degrees Celsius. told you to bring a jacket.
class was never this silent.. everyone is busy with their own studies.. its like a mass verbal lockdown. whole class was jus stfu-ing and doin their own work work work.

studying in macdonalds is another pus which again, i needa put up with their near glacial temperature.. oh yea and today i saw the APOLLO ah-thh.
omg man.. he is so tard. wearing a long sleeve gay office uniform. total braggard. when asked about his current job, he replied within a split-split second so not reluctantly.. he yaps non-stop about his salary, perks and fun in the office. peppered in one of his many description of the job was: O2 handphone, freebies, rank promotion, slack, commission, K's(thousands), Vertu, customers compliments, sth, sth and more sths..
he says that hes gonna get himself a driving license next few months. lol.
normally ah bengs online eng their words with a 'z' example: crazy lorz
and ah lian online ends with an 'x' so for example: crazy lorx
kim koks different, in reality, his one ends with 'th' example: crazthy lorth

Happy birthday jonathan teo choon en..
wait guys, how come he dun get a barney?

damn i dun get to eat the choc nydc bdae cake and the privilege to give u '5A manly massage'. ur lucky that i puasa-ed today.
ur birthday present after exams.

im getting a AE86 'D-iamondback' bike tml.. fawesome. gonna throw away current crappy yellow german-made bike.

to perform bike drift:
shift high gear, gain momentum by cycling at satanic speed,
change to lowest gear before performing turn,
engage rear brakes HARD and at same time, steer to desired direction(left/right) + hold handlebar steer (requires ur chicken wing muscles)
release brake,
enjoy drift/ power slide,
regain steer control,
asafp, high rpm on low gear (do not put foot to ground) regain speed. shift up.
continue..

bicycle drifting is fun, you all should try it. if u dun own a car, u can dream tat u own one =)

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

specificly for a soccer player named Ricky Retardo that has dreams of driving a Gallardo.

starting theme song of my blog is killing me..
today i wanna go awakening of my mental sleeping giant

i didnt know alot of ppls would give a shit about such comments., speculating such remarks on a particular subject we find seriously unnessesary and uncalled for.
im just following the rule of no finger pointing,but the middle.
the remarks simply sparks somekinda interest in my class..
starts from a post from an expresso blog recently, or something, then theres a series of tags tat follows.. and then the spicy parts comes in. the audacity of this whole F-LOSER, man, can you believe it.. talking abt my class. my class.
im talkin abt this chicken-shit blog tagger named: nll.

like who can come up of such abbreviation and can come up with such combination of 3 alphabetical letters for a name. do you like play arcades too much? and why not try give a change for ur "top-secret" name from NLL, to NLJ. and dun ask what NLJ means.. NLJ best defines you. dun ghek sai am jio.
this fella comprain in absolute ah gua manner . aybe ur one, or if ur a chic, what an epitome of a real girl... and you surreptitiousness nature of concealing ur identity, nonetheless is seriously pissing me off.. controversial. not.. this isnt the first time knowing u caused such shit like this. so mr oh-look-im-anonymous aka NLJ wanna play bomb. fyi, tiff already started them. tard/ stay to read mine...

oh yea and in any way if ur thinking ur academically inclined, mr. NLJ, take for example this particular (one of the many) comment:

10 Oct 06, 21:30
nll: why no teacher dare catch students who cut que, ok we dont say catch, or maybe, TELL THEM NICELY PLS GET BACK TO THE NORAML QUEing process does it sound better now

i smell sarcasm, like no, its no guilty consciensce or wad, the PLS GET BACK TO THE NORAML QUEing process part. gosh.. expressos. no needa highlight the NORMAL
(in fact u spelled it, bad. but in somehow, i used my 'normal' mind to rearrange tat word and somehow deciphered that ur tryin to type a simple, normal word: NORMAL. or maybe ur simply typing too fast, to keep up with ur many more planned 'insight' crap to be shown. well, mistakes happen. i know. thats just 'normal')

speaking of maturity. yea i know u expressos have bragging rights of haha-i-got-higher-PSLE-aggregate-than-you, and sure think that u guys are uber smart and posess greater mental alacrity.
i dun know what you ppls take us as, so just understand the intelligence that 5N has.
doesnt mean tat we having our asses in a slower stream shows that we 'normal' peoples are a notch/class lower than you expressos. u may be confounded by our capabilities and understandings on true definition of life. our extra year/s in secondary school isnt for shit.
so it bothers me not understanding whys the requirement for you expressos having unworldy classification and perceptions of us in perpetu-um.

i dont know if ur tryin to short-form ur word, or better ur grammar:
why no teacher dare catch students who cut que..
nll, try your best to read more newspapers/books. english ones.

and yea, its spelled, queue. not que dammit.


something i wanna refer to this paragraph which i think u all would find familiar, and i was lookin around and at the back page of the MHSS student organiser had a slogan/statement/lingo?/motto and it boldly states this:

A Monkshillian is a life-long learner,
responsible and upright,
resourceful and courageous,
a risk taker who has
the initiative to make informed choices.

gosh this is proves to be like what expresso may find as a mobius strip of irony. what are we monkshillian. ponder ponder. lets see:

foremost,
responsible and upright
we are responsible for what we do. least we returned our plates. as a rectitude of judgment, u expressos all find that cutting queue(woo at least i spelled it right) is an irresponsible and also not an upright deed, its our rightness of principle or conduct and moral virtue which is also adhering into being a:

a risk taker who has
the initiative to make informed choices.:

we 5N takes the risk of cutting queue. why not you?..
since u expresso seemed to know a whole lot more, understand the meaning of, and behind the meaning of , the initiative to make informed choices

and similarly and most importantly. courageous:
nll once mentioned in one of his many pointless fag-tags, saying: "im just trying to say loser dare talk take no action"
whooooooaaa. a true B in the 'BEST' . perfect monkshillian. in the online world of course.
look whos talking.
on behalf of my class, i'd like to say tat we would rather take a straight up friendly/rude reminder to my classmate's faces instead of posting a straight-up hate entry in his blog laced with no trace of sarcasm. we cut queue, step up, tell us off.
simple as tat. doesnt i give u a sense of accomplishment when u do so??
but exclusively for NLJ, just step up and tell us, we would seriously appreciate ur action because, you know, we're what u call 'action-packed'..




and as for the life-long learner.. part:
lessons.. learn this by hard: who gives a shit. matter of fact, canteen food taste like one.


my fellow 5Ners knows what we do and the consequences of what would happen after that.
sometimes we are more or less brash, loud and in any sense, though i admit that sometimes during our ordeal of enjoyment, theres a certain tendencies that we may go a lil overboard, and when that happens, we would wanna cause any further hassle or trouble and took the initiative to rectify even thru the slightest efforts.
lets just say we all know a thing or two about karma, but what separates the streams is that we know how to have fun relative better... during and after them.. so stfu,
things like this is considered experience. and being a generous 'normal' person that i am, i would like to share a wise nugget, i got it by reading and found it somewhere recently and i came across a saying tat says:

you can buy knowledge, but you can never buy experience.


what a vex. fannoying.

Saturday, October 07, 2006

maria、私がとても彼女を愛しています


if you listen hard enough, i had changed my blog music.. and it sounds pretty effeminately sweet. chopping a vocal part from the monkshillian choir music gave me some kinda euphoria. so pleasant. dont ya think so?

last night, the lantern ceremony was nothing far from a serious bombtrack..

for your info, thats a lantern, dumbass.
its more like a party...
alot of ppls turn up for that thing. and when we reached the venue for the rocket-cum-lantern-cum-candle-cum-on your face-cum-chitchat session-cum-cycling meeting, everyone came at the SAME TIME... miss low was like: wah so cool. do that again!

so rocket was great... ron deliberately got his blades on fire.. but zhi shin accidentally got his bike on fire, not once but twice.

candleing was great... too much sparklers fire kills ur eyeball..

oh yea we were contributing to our already jialat region-wide haze..

honestly, i love the hazy night, such a beautiful sight.... ooh that rhymes, well, i wish for 200+++ PSI.. its so so cool the haze effect made me wanna run and guess wad? today, i just did and i wore a sweater, trackpants and (drum-rolls) BEANIE.. i looked like im running during wintertime with all tat haze. normally i run with a nearly-gay running pants and shirt dri-fit shirt.. fawesome.

parked bicycles... underground parking lot in shopping centre.. performing a drift move and powerslide down the spiral ramp was great!!that black bike got caught on fire.. twice. seriously.. and at tat time, i feel like urinating and almost wanna help him extinguish.. but too bad flames gone out early..

do ya thang honey!! we love to look like terrorist/gangsters/boss/man-chester...

man-chester indeed.. well, my pictures look stupid.

terrible. thats it for all of this... god save me.. no more temptation of fun.

so i hope theres no more of good stuff. no more. im gonna change.

6 subjects marathon..
6-km marathon..
60 mins prayer marathon..

which means tat im gonna be a hardworkin, healthy, holy man. fawesome.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Creation (the story of)

A long time ago, like during those Giraffe Park times, there was this dude called, God, and he was really big, and like, everywhere, but nobody could see him, cause he was like indivisible or something. So he could like go in chicks locker rooms undetective, except there were no chicks or locker rooms or anything else there. so he said, "This Sucks." then he said "Let There Be Stuff ." And there was the earth and stuff.


And God thought Earth was pretty cool, but still no naked chick, so he made one. And a naked dude, too. And they like did it a bunch of times and gave birth to all the people in the world.(Scientist calls this the Big Bang Theory)
But they didnt have money to take care of them all, so their kids had to like go find jobs and stuff.
But by then monkeys had learned to use power tools so like they had to complete with them for jobs and it was hard. hard. so they did it some more.