Hey,hey. You,you
shit, I like Avril Lavigne's song.

not gay not gay not gay.

I haven't been blogging for a looooooooooooong time cause I just didn't felt like it.
I love skate boarding now.
Especially with friends.
I like the thrill.
The adrenaline rushes.
But definitely not the pain.
I was learning to do an "Ollie" 3 days ago. (its a basic skateboard trick to lift the board off the floor with nothing but your feet)
And i missed the landing, bent forward to try to balance myself and the board flew up and hit me right in the face.
Actually its below my left eye on the cheek.
It hurt like fuck and I think it hit a nerve or something?
cause' my left eye teared like crazy when my right eye wasn't even tearing and i knew i wasn't crying.
And it the impact was stronger than any other punches i got to the head before.

And its so mother fucking annoying cause where ever i go, whoever i talk to.
They would ask, what happened to you?
I feel like putting a sign saying that its a skateboarding accident.
Its so embarrassing to walk around with a wound on your face cause of a skate boarding accident. It'd be so much better if its a fight thing cause it'd be so much "manly-er"?
i don't know.

So anyway, replies to tags.

(loads of vulgarities will be used, viewer discretion is advised)

Anonymous 1 : You're such a loser, a gutless loser rather. What? So cool flaming me with nonsensical rubbish under Anonymous huh? what? Afraid I would beat you up? I'm so skinny and you're afraid? L-O-S-E-R.
Seriously, all this insults on my blog is going no where. If you're still unhappy or whatever, look for me and "settle" it then.

Wlao, being depressed and blogging about it means that i'm an Emo?
Lan jiao, got hair your father got chee bye your mother ah?
Fuck you luh.
Le ki hong kan ah.

(told you its vulgar xP)

Anonymous 2 : how the fuck would i know? that's what you get when you tag under anonymous, unless you have a fucking ugly name like Kaninama Bin Lampa,
then I'm sorry. If not, fuck you along with Anonymous 1.
Then you can fucking get his mother pregnant and create lots of Anonymous babies then the both of you tits will have a big happy Anonymous family.
Fuck Anonymous-es.

Today really sucked.
Dad fetched me to school at 4 pm today to finish up my work.

I walked all the way from school to Xiao Gui Lin after school.
You know? The one with the nice scenery?
Anyway, I laid on this rock and stared into nothing for like 30 mins?
Then it started to rain so I took a bus back to Clementi Central hoping that they sell iPod(red product there) They don't, all they have is iPod Nano 2nd Generation.
So I walked around abit.
Stood outside Mac's drinking coca-cola and waited for Dexter for 15 mins, it was raining heavily.
Didn't meet him in the end.
Still didn't want to go back home so I went to a play ground.
Put my stuffs into my bag and my bag under a shelter.
Played in the playground for like 15-30 mins, sat on the slide which got my ass wet.
Laid down on the money bars under the rain.
I could have slept under the rain if i could.
But a lightning striked a few blocks away.
My balls shrinked and thought to myself it was time to go home.
Went home SOAKING wet.
Everyone was looking at me at the bus stop.
Bathed, blowed my hair dry.
Sat my ass down infront of my com till now.

Today is EMO today.
And while I was stoning I counted my worthy close friends and asked myself where were they?
I still don't have the answer...
Maybe its best to not know the answer and just be naive.

Alright, this post is Emo.
I am probably gonna wake up tomorrow thinking,
"fuck, i am a wuss last night" and delete this post.
Then again i might be too lazy to do it.



I may look happy.
I may be laughing.
I may be having a good time.
but I deep down i know that i'm sad.
How do i deal with this?
I am not an EMO.
But why the fuck do i feel like one today?!
Would I cut my wrist and end my life if I had a penknife?
would i?

Hey everyone, sorry i haven't been blogging in a really long time.
I seem to have lost the mood to blog.

BUT! I'M HERE TO BLOG ABOUT FALL OUT BOY!
yes, i went to their concert and,
IT

WAS

FRIGGIN'

AWESOME!

even though there were thousands of people pusing me, I got pushed nearly to the middle of the stage.
And i was right under them!

(i could see up their nostrils!)

I went to meet the twins at 1 at expo. Aaron came later.
blah blah blah.

everyone was pushing when we were lining up.
I elbowed this dumb fuck's face who was yelling,
"yea! push ah push at chao chee bye... push!"
That neh neh pok kept yelling into my ear and kept pushing me.
I got really pissed off.
p.s : he's so cool huh?

anyway, the concert started at 8.
some malay rock band did the opening.
yea, they were good.
then, Saw Losers came in to do another opening.
They're wasn't as good as I expected.
Probably because their not Pug Jelly anymore.

haha.

The openings went on till 9.30.
We waited, the crowd was chating,
FALL OUT BOY! FALL OUT BOY!

They appeared.
Apparently I was fucking high at during the show.
I kept jumping up and down and yelling like a mad man.
And my hands were up in the air for like, 4 hours?
They're hurting right now.

Then this stupid ang moh came in and punched me in the frigging stomach and kept pushing me trying to get to the front row.
He want's my spot.
OVER MY DEAD BODY!
I beat him up!
haha!

Anyway, fall out boy rocks!
Its my first concert but it felt as if i knew what i was doing!

Pete Wentz is one lucky mother fucker.
CHIO ANG MOH GIRLS WERE FLASHING THEIR TITS AT HIM!
THEIR TITS! JUST LIKE THAT!
*FLASH*

I managed to look at some of them.
-.0

but i didn't really fucking care.

After playing a song, Pete Threw his pick at my direction and it landed right beside me!
I dived down and wanted it so so so badly.
Some mother chee bong kicked it away.

NOOOOOOOoooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was so fucking angry and wanted to kill that ass hole.
But fall out boy! I couldn't bare to take my eyes off them for 1 min!

Pete was fucking awesome I tell you.

He climbed up on a speaker during one of the songs and played up there.
He jumped of the speaker and did a 360 degree turn in mid air!

I SO WANNA FUCKING DO THAT!

I took alot of pictures during the fall out boy concerts and some pretty good ones.
I even took a video of Pete Wentz doing his famous 360 turn during the show!

I'll send it to you if you ask nicely.
=)

PETE WENTZ POSED!
FOR ME!
HAHAHAHAHHAA!

I jumped when everyone lost strength!
I jumped the highest among everyone!
I danced in a crowd of thousands!
PETE WENTZ LOOKED INTO MY EYES!

WOOO!!!

After the concert we went to the back and F.O.B's bodyguard is a big jerk.
But still I managed to get an Autograph from Patrick from Fall Out Boy.
I shook his hand and gave him a hug.

Okay thats gay.
BUT AT LEAST I DID!
haha.

I can die so happily now.

WAIT! i'm not done.

My brother picked me up from expo at around 12.30 and fetched me to West Coast to meet Debra, Jovene, Suan Hong and Dexter.

It was fun but everone was kinda tired so we went home. And i kept getting cramps.
Probably from all the jumping.

I'm out.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I guess my neighbours finally had enough of me playing the guitar late at night.
Some MOFO called the police.
I didn't knew they were knocking until till I went out to take a glass of water.
HAHAHA!

Me: Can I help chu?
Police: Yes, there were some neighbours who complained about loud guitar playing coming from your house. Were you playing it?
Me: *points at guitar proudly* Yes. =D
Police: Do you know what time is it?
Me: Not sure, *checks time* Oh! so late already. I still got school tomorrow. Damn.
Police: Sir, may I see your I.C please.
Me: Orh =(
Police: *copies down infomation*
Me: Am I in any trouble? =(
Police: Nope. We're gonna give you a warning only.
Me: =D okay!
Police: *hands back I.C* Okay, if you want to play the guitar so late at night. Put on the earphones.
Me: Ya, i'm saving money for the Amplifier Earphones.
Police: *gives fuck face*
Me: =)
Police: I know you love to play the guitar alot, at least turn it down or play without the speaker.
Me: its an Amplifier.
Police: Ya, whatever it is. I don't want to hear anymore complaints. Okay?
me: sure.
Police: You were playing it so loud. We can hear it clearly while standing out here knocking on your door and you can't even hear us.
Me: *feels proud of my amplifer and wonders if i've played well enough*
Police: Okay, its late now. Go to sleep.
Me: Okay, Bye bye!

Holy fuck. Hopefully they won't give me a letter on noise pollution. Its gonna come out of my allowence.
I'm gonna buy stink bombs and throw it into all of my neighbour's house.
Chee Bong people.

Hey, here to blog again.
As of 7th feb 2007 12.20, we are Strictly Prohibited™

=)
We're registered!

Thats the happy part.

For the most saddest part.
Twins have not decided yet. They're still trying out.
Even though they're not officially leaving,
The thought of it still sucks big time.
Seriously it does.

But but, as i've said.
They still have out support.
And we're still friends!

All we can do is to pray that the other bands really suck and have a sucky attitude luh!
haha, can't be that selfish right?
haha

Good luck Ginger Twins, spots are still reserved for you.
=) first pirority!



Loves'

Today was like any other day in school.
I left school early to meet my beloved band mates at BukitTimah.
We walked to the Jamming studio.
The equipment sucks.
But nonetheless it was still fun.

We played Straylight Run's Existentialism On A Prom Night.
It was fun, took me sometime to learn it as I've never played it before.
And I hate chourds!
But I'll learn it anyway.
We played an original and I think its gonna be a masterpiece!

Anyway. If everything turns out well, we're naming ourselves
Strictly Prohibited.

But we're just a temporary Band for now luh.
The twins are gonna try out other bands before deciding.
We understand and I'll give them my support.


You make me a happy kid!

I

am

feeling

fucking

depressed

right

now.


I always feel like fighting to get the anger out of my system.
Come disturb me tomorrow in school you worthless piece of shit.
I swear to god i'll break your nose.

Its not that you caused me to feel like this but,
I just don't like you.
Sadistic thoughts isn't helping now.

I want you to fucking go to hell.