Tuesday, March 30, 2004
my name in jap kanji would be hayashi shiisao. kool..............
Suba-ra-shi chin chin mono
Kintama no kame aru
Sore no oto saru bo bo
Iye! Ninja ga imasuuuuuuuu
Hey hey let's go kenka suru
Taisetsu no mono protect my balls!
Boku ga warui so let's fighting...
Let's fighting love! Let's fighting love!
Kono uta chotto baka
Wake ga wakaranai
Eigo ga mecha-kucha
Daijobu - we do it all the time!
really nice song, lets all and go dl south park 801: good times with weapons!!!!!!!!!!
F*&^%ng national geographic channel, give such crap prizes. purely stingy. shameless. beach.
u ll shld learn from kinokuniya, giving out $1500 gift voucher to top team. dat is like 300 manga books u knoe?
pussy willows.
great, no we CAN'T EAT fried stuff in sch.
no its not that i like to eat fried stuff alot, but its rather i feel pissed abt the sch making decisions on us, without our consultation, and losing the freedom and right to choose wat we eat.
look, i believe thayt we r in a democratic society, and hence we hav the right to choose the food that we eat. if we grow fat, ts our responsibility and fault therefore and we cannot blame on others.
a southpark episode has inspred me, and i shall do a "anti-fat food" version:
"no it isnt u fat turd! beacuse i've learnt something today. u just hate fried food becaue its making u fat, and u use all ur money and power to force everyone else to think like u, and that is called fetish u tubby $$hole.
it wasnt the sch canteen that make us fat. its us. we shld all take pesonal responsibility instead of letting this fat feish telling us wat to do!"
for ppl who r interested, the episode is 713: butt out . makes u reflect alot of things.
anyway i think this policy is STUPID, as tubby ppl would stil resort to buy fried food some other places like crematorium or j8 and hence they would remain fat as ever. why not U get rid of all the fried stuff in singapore and hence prevent us from contacting fried food 4ever? sorry u cant do that. why? cos ppl have a right. the right to eat and left.
Sunday, March 28, 2004
(caution: the following below may cause emotional and psychological distress, and PLEASE LAUGH QUIETLY IF U WANT TO LAUGH. u dun want to disturb ur neighbours making new singaporeans rite?)
i dropped my handphone into the toilet bowl.
YUCK.
worst still is tat i hav just finished egesting. and my handphone was ON
so that makes it a CRAPPY situation, isnt it?
luckily for me, the lanyard is dangling above the troubled waters and hence i could get it out wihout dirtying my fingers.
and luckly too, my handphone was protected by a plastic cover.
i threw away the cover like a man would throw away some rubber sheath after an intercourse.
wash and wash my hp, hope that it could be clean. THEN I FORGET THAT IT WAS STILL ON. quickly switched off the hp.
tried to dry the hp, and alas! after continuous effort by noon it was working!!!
alas too, by the evening it was NOT WORKING Again! ahahahaha!!!
now i can onli press 1 button on the phone? darn i must sell it off.....
Saturday, March 27, 2004
and i thought that life couldn't be more sh*tty.
no im not unhappy wif the minds carn... its was a very..erm.. peculiar experience 4 me yah. rite gh, zh, ths, kkl,ply, etc?
oh yes happy family was such a fun game.... we were like playing the whole game in PROPER MANDARIN and practically laffing our @$$es off. happy family + bluff is not a bad idea either, hahaaaaa.
Friday, March 26, 2004
k actually iwanted to write sth but i failed,,,, not bloging for now :P
arrrgh i feel so stupid today, so dense and cant think of anything.
and sorry to those ppl in my minds carn team...ya the poster was realli screwed... ahahahaha....
this teaches me a valuable lesson: we must have a contigency plan in every thing dat we do!
once again, i've picked up valuable quotes from my cca ;)
Thursday, March 25, 2004
60 pills a day... i feel sad for tiong
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
shit.
my daring quest for billabong has ended dramatically....the evil queen has barred the young and chiovalrous prince from entering the quest for billab-ong. instead he is forced to participate under "collaborative self-study scheme" and locked in the dark and smelly dungeon.
sigh.....after a series of blows, i hav received the biggest blow so far in my life.
my friend got cancer. well to be exact, leukemia.
Tan Tiong Hwee, head of CEC, vice-chair of RV, cyberstudio exco, etc., a natural leader, a commited person, a man who gives his best shot in everything, a guy u know u can trust in most adverse situations, a guy who can lead a group of ppl towards success, a man who can inspire ppl to work, a catylyst, a guy sitting behind me, and most importantly, a friend.
i just knew him this year, despite being in the same class as him for 2 years and same mentorship project. at first i thought he is a snobbish ass, but after knowing him i realised dat he is actually a nice person, whom coincidentally a pisces as well.
and now, i regret not treasuring my moments with him. sigh, why is it dat ppl starts to treasure when they r losing it?
luckily its only 1st stage. i KNEW there is sth wrong when he kept complaining dat his arm hurts. hmmm i expect to see a bald & bold tiong, cos those chemotography would most prob make him lose all his hairs.
BUT DAMN. he seriously dun deserve this shit. its so unfair. he has contributed so much to the sch, and now he kena A2 and leukemia. now dats so shit. and i tout that my shitty unfair treatment in red * or despicable chen shui bian winning da election is da most shitty dat could happen. sigh....just hope dat he could recover soon...
tiong if u r reading this, just asking: u want a billabong shirt or sth?
Sunday, March 21, 2004
question: why does malaysians wear branded stuff even though their income is half of ours?
answer: cos branded stuff there is dirt cheap
ah yes now i knoe why ppl prefer to shop at malaysia. stuf here is DIRT cheap!!! wow levis jeans for 144 RM? dats like 64 sin$ loh.
and just look at the price range.... wow even the most ex is onli 278 loh(123 sin$) and wat is the price for 1 levis 501 original in sin? 187sin$. footing liars.
and yes and so i bought dat levis jean...low cut...yeah....though i hav no waist or sth
and wow adidas jersey for 45 ringgit? wow too.....
branded tshirt here is onli 45 bucks. dat is like 5 sin$ cheaper loh....
ok i MUST go to Billabong tomolo and get my t-shirt.
perhaps it is beacuse malaysia is nearer to USA and Aust or sth, or its because malaysians cannot fork out so much money , dat their stuff is so darn cheap.
billabong, here i come!!!
ok that taiwanese election has done me serious psychological damage. throughout this morining i was sulking, sulking in a grey melancholy even though i was supposed to be on a "happy vacation".
ahand here i am , lying on my couch, moaning, and groaning, in a lousy part of malaysia, and seeing the opposition candidates kena thrashed by those Barisan national bastards. sigh... can they ever win?
Rockets! Rockets! All the way!!!! weeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!
ok enuff of these erections crap.
and so i went, over da hills and far, far away, into an unknown zone of mystique and intrigue: shopping mall.
to shop or not to shop? dat's a question, and the answer is obvious inst it?
ahhhhhhhh yes branded stuff! ahhhh branded stuff! yeahhhhh finally im not surrounded by those cheetah bullshit!!! wahhh pierre cardin! adidas! b.u.m! body glove! billabong! levis! dockers! giordano! popular! wahhh yesssss at least i dun feel so low-class anymore! bourgeoise rocks! iwant iwant iwant!!!
Saturday, March 20, 2004
FUCK.
DATS ALL I HAVE TO SAY. u shameless chinese mutha fucka, resorting to such a despitable mean to win ur fooking election. FUCK u dickhead.
if u dun knoe wat i mean, i shall tell u now, cos i know dat some1 in a particular unifrom CCA is so ignorant dat he dunno anything abt politics. well, i shall not name names.
yes Chen Shui Bian dat fat bastard has won the elction. and KMT has lost. FUCK.
ok i wont whine so much if he could win by a comfortable margin or win it fair and square. but 30000 votes? dats like 0.22% loh, fuck. and 300000 invalid votes is like impossible loh, u dickhead think we r brainless?
i must say u r smart. asking some1 to shoot u so that u could win sympathy votes to win dat stupid mutha fucka election. shameless. dat's all i hav to say.shameless.
and shame on u gullible voters out there. how could any killer aim at the target's belly? didnt u know wat's a headshot? losers. can't think at all. retards.
great, now lets see wat happens if those mutha fucka china missiles landed on ur backyard. i'll make sure those assholes dat voted for CSB would be blown apart by the communist bastarss first.
and great, now i cant go back to taiwan or i'll be arrested to go for NS. u mutha fucka out there. is NS really dat good? lets see if u would say that if those communist bastrds blow u up into smithereens. idiots.
darn, and i tout red gross camp is the worst thing dat could happen? dshame on u @$$holic blind bastards.
Friday, March 19, 2004
A Dramatic Irony In Camp
alright i've cancelled this blog. not because of my knowledge dat sum mutha fucka red cross fella hast intruded my blog and i fear revenge but simply because this entry sux and i think i could insult so much better. so, im still preparing my darn good piece of crap, gonna ejact on u red cross mutha farters. just u wait.....
Sunday, March 14, 2004
oh i forget to congratulate the pennis team for thrashing those ACS busturds 4-1
special mention to guang hao, who fought hard and turgid but limped to an even longer.......i mean stronger opponent.
nevertheless we shall cheer for him *wooooo!!!!* *gals screaming* *gays fainting*
haha btw wheres our basketball team? ;)
somehow i've got this pessimist feeling dat we would not win the singapore tourism borad competion after all...... i highly doubt dat judges are professional in any way.
dats why all the 1st in any design competition are not as good as the others. cos instead of looking at the aesthetic appeal, the judges will look at other lame aspects such as the usage of recycled materials, creativity.
and when i mean creativity, i mean those lame "creativity" for those 50-plus old folks' own personal interpretation of creativity.
just look at T&F. moor or hullett shld hav won (well some1 told me dat...i ponned ;) ) they put in so much effort and so aesthetically appealing and it onli take 1 stupid tin can bayley cart to spoil everything.
stupid YAP. onli look at those "recycled materials" and neglect everything else.
dats wat happend for inter-class deco as well. look, 4 * is not supposed to get a 2nd or 3rd place but since dat blind yap onli looks at recycled materials, its no wonder why they got those places. lokk at our class. we put in so much sh*t effort and such a funny theme, but because those beaches simply dun understand our humour, it spoils everything. i mean, yap is staring at the poster for 3 minutes, thinking deep. i think she had totally no idea wat its saying.
sigh they shld not hav let those grannies or graqndpas be e judge. where r our young generation?
wats worse is dat she didnt look into the matter deeply. look, to make those tin can structures means that every1 of them would consume excesive soft drink, which mean excess CO2 and glucose as well. this would ultimately lead to obesity and hence spoil our pencentage of fit students. wats worse is dat excess glucose would be converted to fats, which would cause fatty deposits in our arteris and increse the chance of stroke. same for arteriosclerosis and artherosclerosis. also excess CO2 in our bodyt would cause lack of oxygen in our body, which would cause loss of consciousness, coma and death.
u stupid birch, just because of those so-called recycled materials u r adding ppl to our obese population and promote decrease life span of singaporeans.
arrrrrghhh dammnnnn pisssssssssed.
FIGHT FOR UR RIGHT.......IN MACDONALDS
yaaaaa mrs tay treat us for lunch todae. and being such an incorrigible cheapskate greedy slut, i ordered a mc spicy double plus upsize.
wow mr.Tay looked like a sec 4. hmm wat face conditioner did he use to get rid off all dat wrinkles?
haha i enjoyed looking at the frantic expression of the mac gal, desperately trying to remember our orders(4 big mac evm + mc spicy evm+change 1 coke into tea+ change 1 coke into sprite+ more chili sause and curry sauce+ 3 free mc flurry). and yes we deliberately did dat. saddist? all thanks to my CCA.
and yes for the first bloooody time in mac history, some1 won the 1 minute chalenge. no prize for guessing the winner though. we were like asking the mcNigger the other side (cos the other 1 is busily preparig) : " Is this cumulative?"
"hahaha very funny"
hey she could read my mind. IT IS INDEED SO GODDAM FUNNY AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Then i kept bitching for dat free ice-cream, well u can imagine their facial expressions. wahaha abusing my customer's right to the largest extend. and in the end they onli give us 1 free ice-cream. should be 5 u dickhead.
nvm, its free, and free stuffs r good.
hahaha after dat entertaining meal went to collect those F***ing NYAA booklets in lavendar.
stupid insolent lazy lethargic red cross ppl. all throwing all the burden onto an inncoent powerless being. shame on u. where's all dat responsibility and enthusiasm crap? shame on u. labians.
went to sch at 10 today, to do some brouchures for SPH geog challenge
wow i can actually reach sch in 15 mins? darn bus 13 , when i desperately need to reach sch then u take ur own sweet time, then i dun really needit then u teleport. shame on u SBS.
Jun Sen is the most zai fotographer dat i've ever seen, extraordinary photography skills and amazing creative angles, pales in comparison to him.
Saturday, March 13, 2004
yeah....despite some unhappy events, i finaly got my new layout done!!!
special thanks to joel, without his superior knowledge this design could never hav been materialised...
children, shall we give a clap to mr.Aw? *cleep* *piak* *crap* *a bunch of children deserately try and clap but end up slapping their faces instead* *darn these MINDS children can never learn it!!! arrrrgh!!!*
anyway, i shall keep my promise, and expect somethig big, at least a nose or sth.
some irritating @$$holes has invaded my blog.
u lao ming fei bastard (*gasp* no, not lmf?! dats the most vulgar word dat i've ever heard! arrrrgh my ears!!!!)
let me tell u 1 thing, u jabroni-piece-of-crap, its not funny.
yes u could insult me or anything, but i don tolerate anyone insulting my mum. how would u like me to call ur mum a whore? oh u like it? fine WHOREWHOREWHOREWHOREWHOREWHOREWHOREWHOREWHOREWHOREWHOREWHOREWHOREWHORE.
shameless people. somehow i got this feeling dat u r from RIMB, cos all of them r @sses, thin-faced knaves, except of course jonathan. overgeneralising? perhaps.
Friday, March 12, 2004
hmm i didnt blog for a week!
i shall blame on our hentaish education system in RI, having three tests in a row in a week, depriving time for students to devote their time in other more healthy actvities, such as writing blog, which would ultimately improve one's english writing skills.
hmmm lotsa to catch up. s fasten ur seatbelt, for we r going back to time!!!
Sunday, March 07, 2004
mmm after intensive considerations and numerless trying, i bought 1 quiksilver shirt.
ok its not dat nice, but wat do u expect for 32 bucks?
i felt lyk such a slart, capitalising on my birthday to achieve my aim. BUT WHO CARES????
wahhh went around the whole raffles place+city hall area to take foto for my geo challenge project. darn, my legs are like the male reproductive organs, stiff and hard but floppy upon resting.
mmmmmm milllllllllllllllllllllllllllkkkkkk tastessssss sooooooo goooooooooodddddd....
mmmmmm aloe vera juicessssss tastessssss sooooooo goooooooooodddddd....
mmmmmm jia jia liang tehhhhhh tastessssss sooooooo goooooooooodddd........
somehow i have this strong desire to win this project, not onli because of prizes, but also to prove myself. yes, i must win, i must win....
let's welcome our latest blogger, Tan Hai Song!!!!! *clap**clap**clap**clap**clap**clap**clap**ear bleeding due to extreme ultrasound vibrations caused by clapping**arrrgghh!!! my ear!! my ear!!!"
despite his undesirable motives for blogging (yes, we all know why, dont we? ;) ), i shall stil congratulate him nevertheless.
hmm domino effect. interesting. its like one person blog, then the other one will follow, and so on. sigh. copycat syndrome.
Saturday, March 06, 2004
i think that humans are such funny animals sometimes.....
i have this junior, in sec 3, and just transferred from Dunman High.(yeahhhh *clap* *clap*). AND DESPITE MY COUNTLESS WARNINGS AND PERSUATIONS, he still choose to go that CCA dat was renowned for its SUCKINESS(u all shld knoe wat CCA it is ;) )
no, dun bother to rebutt this statement, i have various evidences and quotes and contextual knowledges to back me up.
"I seriously dunno wat is the purpose of this CCA" - an artistic personnel
"*toot* sux lah" - HS
"why did u choose to go to such a lousy CCA?" - da tou ji
"haha, *toot*, suckers" - some 8-subber
"wat CCA r u in now? *toot*? OMG.................(walk off, shaking his head...)" - a particular band person.
And he still choose to go to this CCA. i really dunno wat has gone into his mind :(
ah, perhaps he thinks dat its a slack CCA or sth. i dun blame him; i thought of dat once. but i feel pity for him, really. cos he's gonna waste 2 years of his life in this stupid CCA and accomplish nothing.
sometimes humans r so funny; they will do the opposite of wat u tell them. perhaps i shld have PERSUADED AND BEGGED HIM TO GO TO this particular CCA. then he would probably joined scouts or girl gides or sth. BUT NOT THIS ?!
arrgh, i still wish u the best of luck, hope u can achieve sth in this CCA. Bewildered, Philip Lim
Friday, March 05, 2004
I just realised how GREAT god can get if he wants to.
First, he takes away my look, gives me pimples of disgust, and make me into a pimply pimp; I dont blame him.
Secondly, he takes away my intelligence, make me into a stupid dense arse who cant even do the simple chemistry test :( ; i dun blame him either.
NOW he takes away my HEIGHT and makes moi a short fart, degrading to the likes of Chubbo like Joel Lee. No no no, i dun blame him either......
Thank u god. Thank U for THESE WONDERFUL BIRTHDAY PRESENTS!!!!! I WILL NEVER, EVER FORGET THIS............ @#@3@!$!%!@^@&#*%&##%!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
arrgh i felt more stupid than ever, after that stupid soccer ball whack my head right on my cerebellum. shame on u sec 3s, cant een kick soccer properly. if this hapeens 2000 years ago u all would be stoned to death.
stupid chem and chinese test.... spoiled my plan to go watch movies and screw around.....i must study well, so that that stupid ludicrous beach would not have that opportunity to suan moi.....
im such cheapskate person. i always like to cope other ppl's food in crematorium. yes i can see dat they're quite pissed wif me, but really , i do it out of an inquisitive nature.......no evil intentions........darn i must try and not to cope food anymore....
greatest discovery of the year: there is actually 2 types of fried rice serving in crematorium!!!
2nd greatest discovery of the year: the gong bao ji din (stir fried chicken) is reallly nice!!!
3rd greatest discovery of the year: the uncle can actually cook real good if u r the only 1 ordering
4th greatest discovery of the year: there is FREE sweets!!!!
oh darn, my tan xiao pian yi syndrome has relapsed again.
Hmmm ive seen a lot of critism on a particular teacher…. But to protect myself thou shalt not name names….;)
However, a lot of u r looking on the surface of the matter, instead of LOOKING INTO THE CONTEXT. Hey I learnt that in my eng comprehension exercise!! So, this is my analysis, and since it’s my analysis, those who don’t like it, well, f*** off.
The story of Ah Chan
The year is 1980. RI, at that time, was still in grange road, with its cheapskate Seiko electric clock tower, steeple-chasing 5-storey building, very 80s-like buildings with very 80s-like students and 60s-like teachers. (Just imagine this… 80s-like teachers r bad enuff...) oh, yes there was also a burnt down gymnasium and a burglar-prone swimming pool. There were also gals in the school, roaming about freely in the compound with their recognizable giggling and shrieking that was now non-existent in RI.
There he stood, looking at the RIPB elections poster. A sense of exhilaration came across his mind. That was it. Tat was the opportunity to prove himself, an golden chance to serve the school. Yes, as you all might have guessed it, his name is Ah Chan, the protagonist in the story. Ah Chan was an enthusiastic secondary 2 boy in school, taking part in all various school activities and also a proud member of the CEC council. although some ppl says he’s abit…erm…. over-zealous, but this does the put off the burning passion in his body. Being a prefect gives wat he had wanted the most: power, fame, and the most importantly, Chio Bu.
“Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted…One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip? “
Yes, I must take part in the election. I must…..
And so he did. As he was such a good student in front of the teachers, it’s no wonder that he managed to get through the 1st and 2nd rounds. Finally he was among one of the prefectorial candidates.
The prefects gives fiery speeches to gain supports from the masses, from punning their names to desperate resorts like giving empty promises and briberies. Posters r put up all over the school, even in other female schools where it is used as an excellent source of toilet parer or sanitary pad.(darn I forgot that gals read my blog… sorrie?) The over-enthusiasm of the prefectorial candidates overshadowed the lukewarm support of the masses.
Finally it was Ah Chan’s turn. He was tensed. Sweat trickled down his forehead like the Nicaragua falls. His andrenal gland in his andrenal medulla starts to produce andrenaline. His metablic rate increases, his heart beats faster, his pupils dilate, his arteries conjstrict, ……. He was simply scared.
“next up we will have the RIPB candidates…. First up is J****** Chan….”
A few claps shatters the silence of the atmosphere. Ah Chan takes his first brave step, then his second, and third…He puts his mouth in front of the mike and begans his long-prepared speech.
“ yo im J****** Chan from 2p. c stands for charity, h stands for hearty, a stands for ateentive and n stands for noble. so vote for me, im J****** Chan from 2p. remember, J*-**-*** would be your re-fe-ree”
Silence. Not a sound was heard. Not a movement was noted. No, not even the birds fly, nor the dog move. Time had stopped still for wat it seems to be like century, it seemed to be especially reserved for Ah Chan, for this magical movement. Ah Chan walked off in shame.
“Oh dats was an….inspirational speech by J****** Chan. Next we’ll have…”
for the next few months Ah Chan was taunted by fellow rafflesians. “yo lookout here comes the re-fe-ree!!!” “yo sucka chan lai liao!!!” “wow dat was SO humorous!!!”
Ah chan was traumatized. All he wanted is to be a prefect. But he didn’t epect this to happen. He lay down on the grey couch in a sad melancholy and hums:
“His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s chokin, how everybody’s jokin now
The clock’s run out, time’s up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that easy
Is he? No
He won’t have it , he knows his whole back city’s ropes
It don’t matter, he’s dope
He knows that, but he’s broke
He’s so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him”
time flies. Now ah chan was a fit and muscular middle-aged man teaching PE to noobish kids. His own form class is watching a prefectorial election video featuring all the candidates.
“yewww gay fag”
“lousy lah, go home”
“two words: starting with f&o”
“(chants) lincoln sooooooo sexyyyyy Lincoln soooo yandao Lincoln sooooo hot!!!”
‘punning with name is sooooooo lame”
dat last statement was the last straw. a sudden fit of anger came. Yes ,he remember the scar of his life, that very tainted spot….. he was cross, outraged with an emotional outburst:
“YOU ALL SHLD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF, CANT EVEN RESPECT UR FELLOW RAFFLESIANS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. “
the class suddenly became silent. Silent in surprise and fear
oh yes, revenge is sweet, he said to himself as a trickle of tear drop down his cheeks.
Monday, March 01, 2004
yo due to the my sister's constant monopolisation of broadband acces.....i cant blog for three straight days....
try to get it tomolo....
