jus came back from the wedding dinner. damn boring, too much ambience, inconsiderate guest. pathetic emcee and most importantly, the food is just too little.
damn hungry now.
pls leave ur actual name when you tag.
identify urself "anonyomous"
i m still trying to find out which idiot keep refeshing my blog page. i realli don believe there is so many page views per day. honestly i only expect single digits page views.
too tired to entertain myself.
jacky wu.
i jus realise i know a fat bhb girl that likes to flirt all the time. pukes.
hellooo fucker.
damn hungry now.
pls leave ur actual name when you tag.
identify urself "anonyomous"
i m still trying to find out which idiot keep refeshing my blog page. i realli don believe there is so many page views per day. honestly i only expect single digits page views.
too tired to entertain myself.
jacky wu.
i jus realise i know a fat bhb girl that likes to flirt all the time. pukes.
hellooo fucker.
yo homie! ( he can just rot in hell. he has a massive jaw that juts out. collect rainwater when it rains arh? wad a sexy boy.)
as the title suggest, paddlepop is really sinful. i had it for 2 days straight. colorful icecream that has butter caramel is just heavenly. i couldnt find any picture of the paddle pop icecream. for those who doesnt have or forgotten about your childhood, try to jolt ur own memory. its an ice cream on a stick with colorful colors as that of blue, red, yellow. its made in malaysia by the way, by Nestle. BOLEH!
had training on wed before attending econs lecture at 6. (have to use wtf here) wtf.
played hci today. i agreed that we played much better. we should anyhow play from the start. o wells, rjc on mon. they better bring more people to cheer them, then we could have more people to laugh at after winning them, i hope.
this time, zhong ming's blog has limited info except the score and our team overall's performance. the rest of his post is really crap. i hope he doesnt read this, even though i really sincerely hope he does. i can sum up his post in 3 individual sentences:
1. teachers was damn mean to me. i hate them.
2. our team play so much better and we should be damn proud of ourselves.
3. i played QUITE well.
( i m jus entertaining myself and a few honorable others, zhong ming. i wonder why do you hardly retaliate when we suan you. by the way, its all a joke if you haven realise. i m sorry if it does any harm to you. feel free to ask me to remove the above paragraph, if it makes you cry. let me tell you a secret, you blog is HIGHLY entertaining to me. my fave ;)
side-tracking, i think if you want to scold a particular teacher or person refrain from using his/her/its name. a blog search can easily reveal who is bitching about any specific person. you never know what teachers like to do. they may just go to google blog search and type their name. come to think of it, its kinda of lame if teachers does that.
anyway we came back school after our match. i mus really take off my hat to zhong ming and norman. when see our fellow vball girls, they first to chiong and tell them about how we play. hah. they really have their own tiny dreamland which they live in. which revolves around girls, that is for sure. might as well set up an altar for each of the girls that they like, worship them everyday. i shant say they are flirters... yeh right. we know it in our hearts.
tmr is college day. all jc2 have to attend. o wells, we have to entertain ourselves again. shall sit there and smile to myself.
i have nth much to blog realli. its for the survival of a few readers. set up a fan club for me leh. the sex thing really spreads fast. i always laugh at them when i see them. i wonder what goes on in their minds. heard that they tryin to find out who knows about it.
cockster.
haha. act beng buay beng.
laterrr.
(pls refer back just in case i add in more breaking news into this post.)
as the title suggest, paddlepop is really sinful. i had it for 2 days straight. colorful icecream that has butter caramel is just heavenly. i couldnt find any picture of the paddle pop icecream. for those who doesnt have or forgotten about your childhood, try to jolt ur own memory. its an ice cream on a stick with colorful colors as that of blue, red, yellow. its made in malaysia by the way, by Nestle. BOLEH!
had training on wed before attending econs lecture at 6. (have to use wtf here) wtf.
played hci today. i agreed that we played much better. we should anyhow play from the start. o wells, rjc on mon. they better bring more people to cheer them, then we could have more people to laugh at after winning them, i hope.
this time, zhong ming's blog has limited info except the score and our team overall's performance. the rest of his post is really crap. i hope he doesnt read this, even though i really sincerely hope he does. i can sum up his post in 3 individual sentences:
1. teachers was damn mean to me. i hate them.
2. our team play so much better and we should be damn proud of ourselves.
3. i played QUITE well.
( i m jus entertaining myself and a few honorable others, zhong ming. i wonder why do you hardly retaliate when we suan you. by the way, its all a joke if you haven realise. i m sorry if it does any harm to you. feel free to ask me to remove the above paragraph, if it makes you cry. let me tell you a secret, you blog is HIGHLY entertaining to me. my fave ;)
side-tracking, i think if you want to scold a particular teacher or person refrain from using his/her/its name. a blog search can easily reveal who is bitching about any specific person. you never know what teachers like to do. they may just go to google blog search and type their name. come to think of it, its kinda of lame if teachers does that.
anyway we came back school after our match. i mus really take off my hat to zhong ming and norman. when see our fellow vball girls, they first to chiong and tell them about how we play. hah. they really have their own tiny dreamland which they live in. which revolves around girls, that is for sure. might as well set up an altar for each of the girls that they like, worship them everyday. i shant say they are flirters... yeh right. we know it in our hearts.
tmr is college day. all jc2 have to attend. o wells, we have to entertain ourselves again. shall sit there and smile to myself.
i have nth much to blog realli. its for the survival of a few readers. set up a fan club for me leh. the sex thing really spreads fast. i always laugh at them when i see them. i wonder what goes on in their minds. heard that they tryin to find out who knows about it.
cockster.
haha. act beng buay beng.
laterrr.
(pls refer back just in case i add in more breaking news into this post.)
nothing to say about today's match. a total dissapointment with myself and the team. seriously, its seems like we are not really as a team. its like as if we are playing individually for our own sake. yes, the team's moral is down but is there anything we can do about it? some people go for glory than to win the match as a whole. what stays in the court shall stays in the court. xebei du lan, narbei.
ms jiang msged me: hey setter. cheer up k. we're only halfway thru. jiaoyou! :) -lao shi.
do i look very depress after the match. o wells. its over anyway. we hav 2 more matches left. i think its freestyle time. hell yeh. confuse them with all our pattern and tyco-ness. by the way, the ball that we played our matches with are all them wet after a while. someone must be massively sweating their hands off. the ball is super heavy. literally the same as wetting the whole ball completely.
the sex thing in school is really causing a stir in our class. lag time really long. if we see them walking together, maybe we should point at them and say racial harmony and then wink at them. straight away kena whack.
let me recall. i didnt do much over the weekend except going for training and then going for lunch at botak jones. its really located at a pretty sucky place. some attempt to create some ambience bt i think it failed terribly. the foods good by the way. was too full after that. hah. the portion is super big. i think food wastage will be damn high. for me, i aint going there agn. sucky place. i mite as well go to the amk one.
arctic monkeys have new album. 23rd april. ok, thats today.
i am mostly toking crap. bt its still beats having wtf all over your blog.
let's start an all men bitching club. cool eh. we shall name oursleves The Bitching Men.
told you its full of crap.
i m still wondering who reads my blog.
WTF
i'm out.
ms jiang msged me: hey setter. cheer up k. we're only halfway thru. jiaoyou! :) -lao shi.
do i look very depress after the match. o wells. its over anyway. we hav 2 more matches left. i think its freestyle time. hell yeh. confuse them with all our pattern and tyco-ness. by the way, the ball that we played our matches with are all them wet after a while. someone must be massively sweating their hands off. the ball is super heavy. literally the same as wetting the whole ball completely.
the sex thing in school is really causing a stir in our class. lag time really long. if we see them walking together, maybe we should point at them and say racial harmony and then wink at them. straight away kena whack.
let me recall. i didnt do much over the weekend except going for training and then going for lunch at botak jones. its really located at a pretty sucky place. some attempt to create some ambience bt i think it failed terribly. the foods good by the way. was too full after that. hah. the portion is super big. i think food wastage will be damn high. for me, i aint going there agn. sucky place. i mite as well go to the amk one.
arctic monkeys have new album. 23rd april. ok, thats today.
i am mostly toking crap. bt its still beats having wtf all over your blog.
let's start an all men bitching club. cool eh. we shall name oursleves The Bitching Men.
told you its full of crap.
i m still wondering who reads my blog.
WTF
i'm out.
common test and nationals is suicide. have to study and to be nervous about our matches. we "trained" ny on thurs. almost caught up with them on the 2nd set. as usual, some people let the team down. dissapointinf. its lyk feeding them with free balls with whatever we sent over. other than a few of course. shant talk about common test. there's nothing to talk much about.
by the way if you want the details of what we exactly did that day. you can read zhong ming blog. with his occasional ah bengs vulgarities thrown in with some "sophistication" in his post. kind of dumb to list what you do for the whole day. seriously, vballers like to bitch. regardless girls or guys, short or tall. i realise short pple can bitch damn well. we need some major revamp in the team if we want to start winning. though we are much more bonded than before, i think its still important to keep the moral. its all in the head. once you are noobed, you can go play with the wall. join volleyball to play beautiful and to win and not kick balls and say "yo" and act brudder with us. might as well play with your own, fresh proteins.
went to support the girls today, as usual, the 2 guys keep looking and looking. bio here and there. acting cool is one thing, acting cool and smiling to youself is another. thats what i call fantasing. we should check whether he has a stiffie ( it's erection, noobs.) people go watch to see how people can own us, some people go there see girls in swimming trunks. i admit its tempting to stare but looking at it too long aint going get you any where. cheap thrills. cheaper than tissue paper. some girls are really pro. i think they can own our ass anytime. spike better than any of us. anyway had dinner with my bitches bfore going home. vball camp, yo man.
(Parental Guidence is needed. Explicit content.)
anyway heard some scandals about somebdy caught our school couple having sex in the toilet in school. the story is about 1,2 mths back. so my lag time is kind of long. anyhoo. the couple is not any normal ones, they are some wierd pair. they are straight, girl and boy, not les nor gay. i was kind of stun though. school toilet? some more its in the boys toilet where there is damn lot of curly hair and pee on the ground. a complete turn on for them i reckon. seriously, some people pee on the floor. this lead me to conclude people really fail projectile motion and cannot tame it or they are listening to hip hop and was bouncing to the beat. moreover, people lose more hair than the hair on their hair. i think the cleaner can collect a ball at the end of the day. cant really imagine having sex with the pungent smell and wet surroundings. i guess its sensual for them, arousing for them. told you, wierd people.
nothing more. lazy to post. hah. monday's match. we mus own. i shall start to prepare mentally now.
laterr
by the way if you want the details of what we exactly did that day. you can read zhong ming blog. with his occasional ah bengs vulgarities thrown in with some "sophistication" in his post. kind of dumb to list what you do for the whole day. seriously, vballers like to bitch. regardless girls or guys, short or tall. i realise short pple can bitch damn well. we need some major revamp in the team if we want to start winning. though we are much more bonded than before, i think its still important to keep the moral. its all in the head. once you are noobed, you can go play with the wall. join volleyball to play beautiful and to win and not kick balls and say "yo" and act brudder with us. might as well play with your own, fresh proteins.
went to support the girls today, as usual, the 2 guys keep looking and looking. bio here and there. acting cool is one thing, acting cool and smiling to youself is another. thats what i call fantasing. we should check whether he has a stiffie ( it's erection, noobs.) people go watch to see how people can own us, some people go there see girls in swimming trunks. i admit its tempting to stare but looking at it too long aint going get you any where. cheap thrills. cheaper than tissue paper. some girls are really pro. i think they can own our ass anytime. spike better than any of us. anyway had dinner with my bitches bfore going home. vball camp, yo man.
(Parental Guidence is needed. Explicit content.)
anyway heard some scandals about somebdy caught our school couple having sex in the toilet in school. the story is about 1,2 mths back. so my lag time is kind of long. anyhoo. the couple is not any normal ones, they are some wierd pair. they are straight, girl and boy, not les nor gay. i was kind of stun though. school toilet? some more its in the boys toilet where there is damn lot of curly hair and pee on the ground. a complete turn on for them i reckon. seriously, some people pee on the floor. this lead me to conclude people really fail projectile motion and cannot tame it or they are listening to hip hop and was bouncing to the beat. moreover, people lose more hair than the hair on their hair. i think the cleaner can collect a ball at the end of the day. cant really imagine having sex with the pungent smell and wet surroundings. i guess its sensual for them, arousing for them. told you, wierd people.
nothing more. lazy to post. hah. monday's match. we mus own. i shall start to prepare mentally now.
laterr
we had our first friendly match that was held in school. homeground, and we lost. so close to winning, matchpt already, still lose. aint going to harp on the incident either. jus hope that we can win HCI and proceed on. luckily coach isnt there to watch us play. if not more vulgarities will come out, even though i wish to see them come out. quite funny when he starts swearing.
anyway, thanks to those who came down and supported us by ur pressence even though the girls that turn up help zhong ming play a lil better, a little. it was much more pressurizing with all the people around, chio bu, principal, vp, teachers and all. it was damn lucky for them to win and was damn noob of them to lose pts receiving freeball from me. damn wasted, we could have won.
i was searching blogs today. had to burn the stress. ct in 1 more day. giving me panic attacks. anyway, saw many blogs that i m not suppose to see. mostly all of them.
nothing much to say.
study.
i wonder who reads my blog.
my fan club.
talk cock.
narbei, where is she?
ciao.
anyway, thanks to those who came down and supported us by ur pressence even though the girls that turn up help zhong ming play a lil better, a little. it was much more pressurizing with all the people around, chio bu, principal, vp, teachers and all. it was damn lucky for them to win and was damn noob of them to lose pts receiving freeball from me. damn wasted, we could have won.
i was searching blogs today. had to burn the stress. ct in 1 more day. giving me panic attacks. anyway, saw many blogs that i m not suppose to see. mostly all of them.
nothing much to say.
study.
i wonder who reads my blog.
my fan club.
talk cock.
narbei, where is she?
ciao.
common test is next week and i haven really start mugging that aggressively yet. mayb i shud only just sleep 2 hrs a day, the rest of the day shud b spent studying. i'll consider.
bullshitting already.
lost both of our friendly matches. mayb we really need girls to go and support us when we have our matches. at least 2 of our guys will b able to play a tiny bit better. a better incentive to show off and play better. however, not too many girls though, if not eyes will start straying away from the ball.
not only balls are bouncing in the court...
our team also bonded very well as we train. amazingly, we keep this team spirit through talking cock, suaning and scolding vulgarities punctuated with some random sex topic and usually going into the specifics. an eye opener for me really, considering i m such an innocent and pure little boy.
my knuckle was kind of swollen after the match on sat. sprain it i suppose. most probably sprained it, cos i didnt rmb doing other stuff with my finger. (hah ;P) gonna tape it up o wed. competition is near. jiawei even offered to come support sr when we play against ny. suck up to me isit?
anyway, coach let out some vulgarities when he was talking about majong. he was damn exicted though. there was complete silence thereafter, everybody was stun. kind of cool eh. coach scolding ch** by*... hmmm...
when to watch shooter on fri. luckily we pick the correct movie. massive load of shooting (duh), head shots, blood splattering, limbs blown away, flying bodies, fire and explosion. a must watch. anyway some loner, a woman, sat next to me, beside the aisle. her stomach was producing some wierd noises. wads worst is that she laugh damn loudly and laugh just right before the funny part is shown. i was kind of thrown off my seat after her manly laughed splurged out of her mouth. worst then sitting to a smelly mouth guy during lectures.
saw justina there too. claimed that she was shopping. hah. justina, shopping? shant include any of my positive comments. blah.
was randomly searching people's blog regarding our school's volleyball, saw some j1s damn excited over the prospect of being passing the trial and getting themselves into the team. they were rambling on about how elated they are on being "labelled" sr vballer, and being very proud of the lingo, "eat sleep volleyball". they are girls by the way. they make my hair stand. damn lot of girls though. my teammates are damn happy. now i realise that we play damn well during training. enlightenment.
suaning a lot of navin these days. luckily he is damn open minded. chocolate bear for you.
there is too many "her"
laterr
bullshitting already.
lost both of our friendly matches. mayb we really need girls to go and support us when we have our matches. at least 2 of our guys will b able to play a tiny bit better. a better incentive to show off and play better. however, not too many girls though, if not eyes will start straying away from the ball.
not only balls are bouncing in the court...
our team also bonded very well as we train. amazingly, we keep this team spirit through talking cock, suaning and scolding vulgarities punctuated with some random sex topic and usually going into the specifics. an eye opener for me really, considering i m such an innocent and pure little boy.
my knuckle was kind of swollen after the match on sat. sprain it i suppose. most probably sprained it, cos i didnt rmb doing other stuff with my finger. (hah ;P) gonna tape it up o wed. competition is near. jiawei even offered to come support sr when we play against ny. suck up to me isit?
anyway, coach let out some vulgarities when he was talking about majong. he was damn exicted though. there was complete silence thereafter, everybody was stun. kind of cool eh. coach scolding ch** by*... hmmm...
when to watch shooter on fri. luckily we pick the correct movie. massive load of shooting (duh), head shots, blood splattering, limbs blown away, flying bodies, fire and explosion. a must watch. anyway some loner, a woman, sat next to me, beside the aisle. her stomach was producing some wierd noises. wads worst is that she laugh damn loudly and laugh just right before the funny part is shown. i was kind of thrown off my seat after her manly laughed splurged out of her mouth. worst then sitting to a smelly mouth guy during lectures.
saw justina there too. claimed that she was shopping. hah. justina, shopping? shant include any of my positive comments. blah.
was randomly searching people's blog regarding our school's volleyball, saw some j1s damn excited over the prospect of being passing the trial and getting themselves into the team. they were rambling on about how elated they are on being "labelled" sr vballer, and being very proud of the lingo, "eat sleep volleyball". they are girls by the way. they make my hair stand. damn lot of girls though. my teammates are damn happy. now i realise that we play damn well during training. enlightenment.
suaning a lot of navin these days. luckily he is damn open minded. chocolate bear for you.
there is too many "her"
laterr
Wellington International Ukulele Orchestra- Hey Ya
Wellington International Ukulele Orchestra- Nirvana- Smells Like Teen Spirit
my weekly post again, on aprils fool day. i used to think that people who are born on this day are born a joke, a walking joke.
anyhoo, so much went on this week though. i made up my mind on certain stuff and also certain people.
2 girls cried to me this week, consecutively. its kind of wierd. messy i suppose. its all about different issues with me standing in the middle trying to advice both sides on what they should do. whats worst is when both side have conflicting ideas. i kinda of tried to get out of it as possible. thats the first one, the next one was totally unexpected. once you pooped on the floor, it have to be cleared up. anyway. this is jus one whole load of misunderstandings and conflicting stories being told to different party. i wouldnt keep my head so up high that i was invovled in these 2 incidents. i am more paranoid now. dont ask me why. i jus got that suspicion feeling. i shall try not to get involve in sticky situation anymore, especially with girls. when they cry, you really dont know wad to do cos you cant hug them to comfort them, you can only call for backup and offer tissue aid.
why do girls cry to guys? (in this case, me)
on a lighter mood, we have gotten our match fixtures. we are playing against: SAJC, NYJC, HCI, RJC.
i be expecting them to bring their books along with them to study. kind of 50 50 chance in getting to the next round. pressure sia.
we having damn lot of friendlies too. tmr is with thomson csc, then we having with YJC at home ground. i think we are having one with TPJC next next week. i m nervous thinking of it. imagine losing on home ground. utter sia suay. our first match is on the 18th, right smack in the centre of common test. great aint it.
"One look sends it coursing through the veins oh how the feeling races
Back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid faces
They don't want to say hello
Like I want to say hello
Oh the heartbeats at its peak when you're coming up to speak
And I'm so tense, never tenser
Could all go a bit Frank Spencer?
I'm talking gibberish, tip of the tongue but I can't deliver it...
Properly, oh it's all getting on top of me
And if it weren't this dark you'd see how red my face has gone"
Arctic Monkeys-You Probably Couldn't See The Lights But You Were Looking Straight At Me
some people doesnt change.
the cycle goes again.
stop boasting about it.
in fact nobody cares.
you have little friends.
no avenue to speak to.
nobody to listen to.
your attitude make me sick.
putting it up make you feel good.
your skin is just too thick.
jus watch your back.
and hope nobody gossip behind your back.
in fact no one cares.
i made one huge mistake.
i want to see you everyday.
anyhoo, so much went on this week though. i made up my mind on certain stuff and also certain people.
2 girls cried to me this week, consecutively. its kind of wierd. messy i suppose. its all about different issues with me standing in the middle trying to advice both sides on what they should do. whats worst is when both side have conflicting ideas. i kinda of tried to get out of it as possible. thats the first one, the next one was totally unexpected. once you pooped on the floor, it have to be cleared up. anyway. this is jus one whole load of misunderstandings and conflicting stories being told to different party. i wouldnt keep my head so up high that i was invovled in these 2 incidents. i am more paranoid now. dont ask me why. i jus got that suspicion feeling. i shall try not to get involve in sticky situation anymore, especially with girls. when they cry, you really dont know wad to do cos you cant hug them to comfort them, you can only call for backup and offer tissue aid.
why do girls cry to guys? (in this case, me)
on a lighter mood, we have gotten our match fixtures. we are playing against: SAJC, NYJC, HCI, RJC.
i be expecting them to bring their books along with them to study. kind of 50 50 chance in getting to the next round. pressure sia.
we having damn lot of friendlies too. tmr is with thomson csc, then we having with YJC at home ground. i think we are having one with TPJC next next week. i m nervous thinking of it. imagine losing on home ground. utter sia suay. our first match is on the 18th, right smack in the centre of common test. great aint it.
"One look sends it coursing through the veins oh how the feeling races
Back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid faces
They don't want to say hello
Like I want to say hello
Oh the heartbeats at its peak when you're coming up to speak
And I'm so tense, never tenser
Could all go a bit Frank Spencer?
I'm talking gibberish, tip of the tongue but I can't deliver it...
Properly, oh it's all getting on top of me
And if it weren't this dark you'd see how red my face has gone"
Arctic Monkeys-You Probably Couldn't See The Lights But You Were Looking Straight At Me
some people doesnt change.
the cycle goes again.
stop boasting about it.
in fact nobody cares.
you have little friends.
no avenue to speak to.
nobody to listen to.
your attitude make me sick.
putting it up make you feel good.
your skin is just too thick.
jus watch your back.
and hope nobody gossip behind your back.
in fact no one cares.
i made one huge mistake.
i want to see you everyday.
