enjoy people.
now its gone.
wtf.
blogger is bloody screwed up.
wasted my time typing.
middle finger for the creators of blogger.
kudos.
_l_
look at the transparent drumset.
shall blog proper during the weekend.
you just cant stop loving tiffany & co. jewellery.
i'm out.
(please go source out the original photo and guess who is it, ask me if you want to.) 
(this is how my hair looks like after the haircut)
went to cut my hair yesterday. went to such a far place to have my hair shredded till its so thin. i need a ski cap; i scared that my head catches a cold. its too airy for comfort if you know wad i mean. the hairdresser cut away my fin and shaved my sides. shaved means using the battery operated thingy n shave. now i look like some durian seller with considerably long fringe. o wells. i m not that used to seeing my own shadow cos now my head looks more rounded unlike previously there is still a strong resemblance of a mohawk hairstyle.
the hairdresser ask me whether i wanted to put wax or smth equivalent. i said anything cos i nvr used gel or wax or moose or mud or wadeva shit vain guys put on their grasses. cos my hair, you know... anyway to make my hair look nicer than the state it is in now, i need smebdy to teach me how to put wax on my hair. wait a moment, i need someone to buy my a bottle of wax first. do u call it bottle or can? hmmm. anyhooo, i've seen many disasterous hair which have white flake in them (not dandruff). they claimed its wax, but sometimes when some natural secretion gets stuck on the hair, and when it drys, it resembles the white stuff.
to cut things short, i need wax and ppl to teach me how to use it.
yesterday we had some friendly match with unity sec secondary 2 vballers. not that good though.we managed to try certain stuff and we won 5 matches out of 6. we lost one cos coach put in the ppl who does not have the advantage to spike, vertically. shant comment on how well we played but its just that we bonded even more with one another and also the coach. now i realise that vball is kind of addictive, you win some, you lose some. its not oly about the game, ita about the lessons learnt and the friends that are made.
i havent watch 300 yet, hopefully i get to watch tmr with my pw grp peeps plus some random soul. keith bdae its on sun, still contemplating whether to give him a surprise anot. wonder whether his heart can take it. (haha jking! later he rape me)
heard that our school going to change the color of our school uniform from what i heard. the worst part is that they are changing it to green color (or so i hear). from fugly beige and brown to even fuglier green. amk sec arh? i sincerely hope this aint true cos its a world of difference between the 2 colors. brown+beige and green leh. even wei lian can say its ugly. i just heard it from friends. two words for them- f**king disastrous.
i want to buy clothes from GAP.
later.
a week had passed. fatique i might say. its training, homewirk and test. how do u expect people to study for their test when u have so much homework that leave us with hardly any time for revision. even there is time, i doubt i have any energy to revise.
common test is lyk 6 weeks away.
training was damn sucky, nculding myself. ultimately, i think that winning isnt evrything, its how we put evry much of our energy to play a beautiful game. what for play a game that doesnt showcase the beauty and the skills of the game. i tried to explain that after i blocked so many people spikes, its nt that i m good, its still how well the spikers are. we are after all one team.
what goes around comes all the way back around. whats with every body being obessed by justin timberlake?
there was so much j1s in our school. abiut 1000 as the principal said. the other day, the canteen was so filled up that we cannot even step in. from wad i heard, people with 9 pts, 12 pts, are stil trying to appeal into sr. wierd aint it.
they are closing damn lot of ccas. so much for accomadating the larger number of students. imagine a vball court wif 50 ppl playing on it. kudos.
had games ic yesterday, the last day of orientation. aint going to comment how the council manage the whole event. it was much a hurry through thing. my game was indeed boring, so boring that we got bored ourselves by looking at them. there was hardly any motivaton to strive for teamwork, bt for the points that they are practically begging for. damn lot of ah bengs whose faces are intolerabel at first look. its tose that u wan to whack at first look. their personality isnt that fantastic either. imagine sme guy wif dyed hair lying on the floor directly in font of the pe office's door. respect. the girls were so much better. faces and all. i m nt going to boast on how many chio ones i seen, bt i think evy school has. no pt eyecandying people like u will die tmr or get so obessed about ppl.
had training after that with damn lot of spectators. did better than wed's training. went into the hall for fiesta night to have a peek. the smell of the hall is damn bad, coupled with the screams of countless bitches. i left after a while to eat free food. there was so much food that after giving so many free ones to j2s, they have to give it to the public so as nt to waste. o wells. great aint it, public service for u.
had to cut down a lot of computer time for study this week. this mean less toking to people online and reading people's blog of their self-entertainment, excitment of an unobtainable obession or just someother guy's whinning or infatuation of things. i finally understand how to draw a line between temptations and studies. readin thru some ppl's blog i realised that people are disillusioned by some guy/girl. whatever for?
i read about people getting excited after some guy stole a glance at them. wad then, i mus be bloggin about 50 entries a day. anyway, i seen her lyk almost everyday. boon says its coincidence that when ever i go, she b there. i think so too, almost everyday, we met eyes all the time. coincidence? fate? i leave it up to you. (bhb) navin is almost positive that sme girl ec me. wadeva! no time for this kind of raging hormonal stuff.
god gave us so many chances, will it last? make it last forever.
ah lians.....
homework time.
laterrrr.
aint gonna talk about this week. its still school every bloody day with everyone worrying about homeworks. my results suck. o wells.
sians, i dont feel lyk blogging alrdy. shall tok abt the a level results tmr. the results kind of suck though its better than previous years.
haix today is a damn suay day for some people, me included.
i'm gonna get so screwed tmr.
i m more of feeling disgusted then sian 1/2.
go station youself at the zoo for hell's sake if you want people to notice you.
you sincerely make me sick.
please help me help youself. stop going back to what you always do. stop harming others.
please migrate.
i m infatuated with her.
sorry, i cant stop it.
what do you feel, my girl?
i need chances.
just one or two.
