coz i actually PASSED chem

indeed, i DID pass chem. 

so ok, hayati isn't a dumb bitch.**

**she still is because of reasons i have yet to come up with, but it is temporary. du'uh.

here's to an awesomely long post abt my holidays which i will now split into 7 chapters.

chapter 1

holidays almost started. last day of school. date, 14/11/08.

last day of school! woopee NOT.

got fucking screwed.

matthews screwed me in the morning for fucking the malay drama up which i dont think i did. call it creative differences and that moore is a fucking ball-less freak and vicky is just a bull dog that learnt to dress slutty.

but wait! thats not the worst part yet!

 MY MOM COMES TO SCHOOL TO SPEAK TO MATTHEWS AND GOH. 

karma eh, 

well lets not get our hopes up on a nice jc for christmas.

well, so my whole entire day is like fucked up and im suicidal the whole time. which sucks balls cause like the japanese ppl came over and i DID spot a few cute ones. BAH HUMBUG.

chapter 2, 

OBML date: 17/11/08

i got like fucking thorns stuck in my arm when i was jungle trekking cause i was parang man which meant i had to clear the pathway for a safe trek. then we came across this bamboo like tree that was covered in thorns that had fallen. so since we were on a friggin cliff and there was no other way but to either go through or down, lets just say the latter would lead to a lame death. and im afraid of heights.

so i start chopping away which fuxking sucks cause my hands got fucked up pretty badly from all the thorns getting stuck in my arms and fingers. i bled alot.

so no biggie, when we reach back to the dorm, i have to Pull fuking 4cm thorns out of my arm cause i din know they were there. gah. 

besides that there was the lighter side to things.

i got to see jerrel get shit on by a monkey.

i got to play strip black jack with brian, ron, vic and faith.

i had to colgate everyone in my dorm in my underwear for losing the last round.

i got colgated in the morning by yuva.

i got to absolutely shame myself on stage for doing OBML musical. thanks to vic and eli.

i got to learn to sleep on anyth and ignore everyth. 

i can now eat milo powder and love it.

i have now slept with a woman. WOOOH! ahahha, i kid i kid. but i have. well technically anyway with mel. 

i now hate lesbians that are hot. 

i won alot playing blackjack with our provisions. i made 4 apples. =P

i MISS ALL OF Y'ALL! u know who you are and i hope we meet again. 

chapter 3.

nothtinf date: i dont remember, but after OBML and before china.

i didnt do anything  but i did go out with hannah, eli and alex to oneU.

i hate hannah coz she wore heels that made her look like she was the same height as me. as if. =p

i got tricked by hannah and eli into going to dreamworld which i thought was a lingerie store.

i got dirty stares by old aunties for going into a REAL lingerie store.

i got to see reallly cool stuff like boob shapers and nipple thingies which are HOT. yummy.

i went bowling with them and totally rocked! dont listen to alex. he's a liar. 

i went to the batting cages which was totally fucking awesome. 

i also went out with k gang, jo, hannah, and trish.

ppl hate me cause i sent one of the rudest and most horrible invitation smses in modern history.

but they still came. =P

we din do anyth awesome until we  went to trish's place and played poker. 

awesome. now im addicted to texas hold'em.

i ran all the way frm her hse to BSC cz my dad was there.

ppl now think my dad is the most angry fuck in the entire world. he is.

my aussie cousin came back which was totally awesome.

i love my cousin.

he took me to the batting cages again and he rocks eventho he doesn't play it. he can hit top speed man!

he took me to the gym. i now want a gym membership.

he took me to the driving range and im pretty good.

chapter 4

 china. date: 14/12/08

 

i missed xwei and trish's bday.

and china fucking sucked. 

well, not the whole of china, but the whole of yunnan.

its so fucking polluted and dirty.

ppl actually spit in LOBBIES.

like WTF.

i conquered snow mountain, which was awesome. the sense of achievement is just overwhelming.

but other than that, china sucked.

chapter 5 

"xmas party" date:22/12/08

we have a little gathering and drink alot. ALOT.  just me at least.

i can actually slam dunk!

but thats if the rim is broken. HAHAH.

i got high in hartamas square with chengyee and tim. the only ppl that had fun. =P

WANNA SEE DRAGON?**

**inside joke, i dont expect u to understand.

well, i got really really lightheaded and did some fucked up shit.

i actually speak in an english accent which i cant do when im sober.

how cool is that, like the most ppl do when they're high is laugh or get angry. i speak in an ACCENT. hahahah

grace was my best friend when i was tipsy.

jo had to walk me back. 

we had more drinks in her house and im telling u joo lee and zzhuo wei are the cutest/dumbest/funniest tipsy couple i've ever seen. imagine if dumb married dumber.

yeah.

then me, kyau and andrew went out for some fresh air. LOL the security guard was like "balik la, u bising tau?"

 i slept on the couch at 6 in the morning and hated it.

chapter6 xmas date:25/12/2008

i was forced into going to xwei's  church service.

what can i say?

xwei's dad looks like a monkey.

chapter 7 homework. 25/12/2008--> forever

i have 18 essays++ to write for my TUITION 

and alot of school work. FUCK ME.

there might be a gathering at my place on the 31st. just come if u want to k?

=)

Hayati you bitch

i cannot freaking believe it

i got 44% for Chemistry

one mark away from passing.

PASSING.

and i SHOULD have.

just that Hayati is too much of a cracked up dumb bitch to teach chemistry .

it clearly states that chlorine gas is YELLOW GREEN. 

U DUMB WHORE.

AND IM NOT GETTING IT FROM A REFERENCE BOOK. I GOT IN FRM VARIOUS WEBSITES. 

PROOF

I DONT CARE IF YOUR NOTES STATE THAT IT IS GREEN. 

IT MEANS YOU ARE FUCKING UNQUALIFIED TO TEACH ME.

bitch. i hope u get immersed in concentrated hydrochloric acid.

wat the bleeding fuck

honestly,

what the hell.

the exams were long enough and we all had to sit through a whole load of shit just to wake up at 2 in the morning and read my textbooks for the first time and suffer panic attacks and last minute crammings for TWO WEEKS.

TWO WEEKS.

well technically 7 days BUT all the same,

TWO WEEKS.

then after the computer paper (which was the last paper), everyone gets exactly 16 hours of fun subtracting 10 hours because we all had to catch up on our sleep and another two for the manunited match which we won 3-0, and the remaining 4 hours for whatever.

but the thing is, after the 16 hours are up, i get to go to school and get my add math marks shoved down my throat which i failed. so i become, emo. THEN i get to recieve my COMPUTER marks which i ALSO fail which ends up with me feeling somewhat suicidal. (well not really, since i planned to fail it anyway) 

so in a nutshell, i have failed two subjects already.

but i am twice as miserable because there simply wasn't enough time to celebrate my post exams period. 4 HOURS. FOUR. thats exactly one chem paper 2 and one maths paper 1. 

thats IT. then i hafta feel guilty cause i didnt try hard enough and this automatically makes my brain think that i should go home pick up a book and start revising. 

WHAT THE FUCK??

geez, the least the teachers could do was give us another day or two to let the whole post exam feeling sink in. but NOOOO, we get to be fucked in the ass immediately .

fucking assholes.

but nonetheless  the exams ARE over and this year IS the last post exams activity we'll ever have in this blisteringly short life of ours'. 

SO HAVE FUN.

cheers.

she

looks at her daughter with such sad and solemn eyes

and holds her hand

grips it tight.

tear drops fall 

drop by drop,

upon her daughter's hand.

she looks into her eyes

the way she did, 

when her daughter 

just came into this world.

 she stops crying

and wipes away her tears

for she must be strong

for her.

she

lies there on her bed

and holds her mother's hand.

she turns to her mother,

but she cannot see.

she tries to tell her something,

but she cannot speak.

her love for her mother

can no longer be expressed by words.

but by touch

and so she holds her mother's hand

tighter. 

she 

planted this seed not so long ago

and watched it slowly grow.

she showered it with love and care

so that the tree would never go bare.

but 

tragedy stuck,

the leaves began to fall.

she tried and tried to cure the tree

but her efforts were in vain.

the tree was bare

in the morning

it had died in the night

the last leaf fell so quietly,

so silently.

but the tree would suffer no more

the tree

was free.

rest in peace

Su Lian.

your strength and courage inspires us to reach for greater heights.

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

So long lives our memories, and memories give life to thee.

 

 

rain

she falls

trying so hard,

so desperately

to wash away 

the dirt

the grime

the blood

that covers the earth

like a mother 

scrubbing her son's shirt

over,

and over again.

but the boy

puts on the shirt

and gets dirty again.

and so the mother 

scrubs

and slowly

wears it thin.

one day,

the shirt will tear

and the boy

will have nothing to wear.

random shit

on the coconut:

Mistakenly thought of as a fruit, the coconut is a small hairy skull that when planted will grow into a gorilla. Cracking a coconut open reveals a chewy fibrous white meat and a translucent liquid. These substances are the embryonic form of the gorilla's brain.

on the american dream :

In short:

Gatsby shirts, yes! Space shuttles, yes! Rampaging music CDs, yes! Cheap fuel, yes! 24-Hour Burger Joints, yes! Arrogant impertinencethroughout the world, yes! Poptarts, Yes! Go! Go! Go!

on awkward conversations:

Hey, Hey! Haven't seen you in a while. What? Yes, its Jim! Jim Schuman! I was two rooms down from you at Alpocorp three years ago. Yeah, we talked that one time during the fire drill. You were going through that divorce at the time. You remember don't you? Your wife had just cheated on you with one of her fellow dolphin trainers at SeaWorld. Yeah! How did that turn out for you? ....Oh.....Really? Left you with nothing but your old '91Civic....Right... Well, umm... Sorry about that man.....Uhh... But, hey! You're better off without her, right?.... Really? She's modeling now?.... That...sure is...uhhh....something, isn't it...

on drugs:

 Drugs have the unique and beneficent properties of:

• Making a person feel happy
• Making him simultaneously cool
• Making everyone else uncool until they start using drugs too.

on kissing:

 kissing is a method of transferring nutrition from a well nourished human to a not so well nourished human by way of regurgitation.

on Paris Hilton:

The Paris Hilton is a hotel located on the Avenue de Suffren near the Trocadero Gardens in Paris. Rooms in the Paris Hilton offer spectacular views of theEiffel Tower and the River Seine. This 4-star hotel offers 461 rooms, two restaurants (with one specializing in California-style cuisine), and many business amenities.

The elegant facade of Paris's greatest hotel is dominated by its iconic doors, which are the largest and widest in Europe. If you've seen Paris Hilton, you've seen its entrance. The doors' two experienced doormen work day and night ensuring the swift passage of guests going in and out, in and out, again and again. Indeed, you will be welcomed whether you choose to enter through the front or back door. Critics have said that the hotel is compromising its security by its willingness to let almost anyone through its main entrance and that, in these days ofterrorist uncertainty, such irresponsible openness could leave the site vulnerable to attack from a suspicious package. The proprietors don't appear to care.

A night in the world-reknowned Paris Hilton can be a relaxing or thrilling experience. Just think of all the rich and famous people who have been there before you. It is common practice for guests to document their time at the hotel with audio-visual equipment. This is available from reception for a small fee (equipment may require cleaning). Guests can then share the sights and sounds with friends at home using the wireless internet connection. The hotel also provides extremely secure storage services for audio-visual recordings.

linkage of lines

picture of "linkage of lines" 

taken by Mark William.

tis beautiful is it not?

the bold black lines cross the frame

across the clear,

blue

sky.

so symbolic

it shows

how we, men slowly

but surely

cut the trees

clear the hills

darken the sky

murder our planet

and ruin our futures

but yet

we still are able

to immortalize and treasure

this memory

of the clear,

blue

sky

and do nothing.

Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able?

then he is not omnipotent.

Is he able, but not willing?

then he is malevolent.

is he both able and willing?

then whence cometh evil?

is he neither able nor willing?

then why call him God.

-Epicurus

Diary by Bread.

I found her diary underneath a tree.
and started reading about me
The words she's written took me by surpise
you'd never read them in her eyes.
They said that she had found the love she waited for.
Wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it.

When she confronted with the writing there,

simply pretended not to care.

I passed it off as just in keeping with

her total disconcerting air

and though she tried to hide

the love that she denied,

wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it.

And as I go through my life, I will give to her my wife

all the sweet things that I can find.

I found her diary underneath a tree.
and started reading about me.
The words began stick and tears to flow.
Her meaning now was clear to see.
The love she'd waited for was someone else not me
Wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it.

and as I go through my life, I will wish for her his wife

all the sweet things that she can find

all the sweet things they can find

cause my convos are far more interesting than your's.

jchuen says:
go die

hafiz says:
you ka
hafiz says:
bang bang!
hafiz says:
haha i hit with you first with sniper! a HEADSHOT!!

jchuen says:
=.=

kim kardashian has a sex tape.

=)

me liiike.

lotsa love, jc.

coz aeroplanes need to land somewhere.

well see me and kengyee were talking. (nv u mind wat we were talking abt)

but somehow we ended up with her saying this.

JcTan says:

boobs?

kengyee says:

please la

kengyee says:

what boob

kengyee says:

s

JcTan says:

breaast

kengyee says:

WHAT BREASTS

JcTan says:

uhh... those two things on ur chest

JcTan says:

they stick out abit

kengyee says:

my chest is a runway

JcTan says:

yeah

i swear we weren't talking abt wat we shudnt.

 u can put that gun away wee chan.

love, jc

 

dirty old bitch.

lol wat a fucking great swear word.

isn't it just fan-tastic?

like u just start yelling and u shout " XXX YOU....

diiiirty.

old

bitch!

put it all togetherrrrr....

"the good old days are here motherfucker, oopsiee im terribly sorry i meant GRANDmotherfucker."

tim. hide that blasted erection of yours

i'll die.

lets blog abt the exams!!!

i'll skip the boring parts. besides hu comes to a blog and wants to listen to whining and moaning?

it was FUN.

HECK, i only wish i sat next to more.. ermmm intellectual individuals. yeah.

but to the funny part COMPUTER!!

in one question they asked us this :

list FOUR elements needed to have an internet connection.(something like dat)

this is what i put :

1. electricity


2. wires


3. and 4. list examples of wires

extra element: modem!

this is what mark william chew put:

1. buy a modem


2. set tcp/icp(just when u think he gets it....)


3. dun use internet when raining or it will destroy the modem. trust me. (i swear on my granny's grave he wrote "trust me")


4. enjoy

xtra element :
you can use internet explorer or mozilla firefox.i recommend mozilla firefox

the cheeky mother fucker.

just when u think that is the pits u read alastair's answers :

1. earth


2. wind


3. fire


4. water

xtra element:phychic

gotta catch'em all

"there's no way you're going to get a quote from us to use on your book cover" Metropolitan Police spokesperson on graffiti genius Banksy.

maaan..

a father asks his son "why do u workout and yet remain so thin?" 

before the boy replies, the mom shouts out "ya laah, everyday waste 13g of proteins dunno how many times a day.."

  

guess what it means.

got it?  

poor boy eh?

=(

holy fucking shit.

i had the best dream of my life.

here's how it goes. 

me in class. gets addmaths paper 2. 

EVERY QUESTION I ANSWERED WAS CORRECT.

i might have thought of  believing in god after getting it.

it was so real!  xian wei got ZERO.  

                                                             it MADE SENSE!

then the setting totally changes and this is when i found out it was a dream

i was banging this hot asian chick.  maaan..

snap back to reality.  and lost 13g of protein in the process

yes, i'll remain thin for a long long time.

cheers.

glorious anger

i recently visited this form2's blog i have no idea wat his name was or wat he looks like but he sure sounds alot like xian wei and i.

 the immature rantings.

 the "why-why-shud-i-give-a-shit" attittude.

 the anger. all bottled up and explosive.

 using the blog as a battlefield.

 attack by attack launched at anyone and anything.

 beautiful.

 magnificent.

 tear-jerking.

its true wat they say. jackasses are like mushrooms. 

ok i gtg. topic will come up after exams tho. 

sincerely, 

TjChuen

"Fucking with a rubber is like smelling a flower with a gas mask." - Ata 'Toast' Bozaci. world renown graffiti writer.

its MAY

its May
to be exact its May Day
may you have fun in may
maybe i will
cause some mayhem
with mayonaise
mate with a male mayfly
you better make way.

i have the flu.

its horrible.

Symptoms of influenza can start quite suddenly one to two days after infection. Usually the first symptoms are chills or a chilly sensation, but fever is also common early in the infection, with body temperatures as high as 39 °C (approximately 103 °F). Many people are so ill that they are confined to bed for several days, with aches and pains throughout their bodies, which are worst in their backs and legs.[1] Symptoms of influenza may include:


Body aches, especially joints and throat
Coughing and sneezing
Extreme coldness and fever
Fatigue
Headache
Irritated watering eyes
Nasal congestion
Reddened eyes, skin (especially face), mouth, throat and nose
Abdominal pain (in children with influenza B)[52]

It can be difficult to distinguish between the common cold and influenza in the early stages of these infections,[2] but usually the symptoms of the flu are more severe than their common cold equivalents.

its passed frm mammal to mammal so it must've been passed to me frm someone. hope that someone dies.

on a lighter note,

Manchester United are in the UEFA champions league FINALS.

we come up against Chelsea and i have a good feeling Manchester United will paint moscow RED.

nickelback - Savin me

Prison gates won't open up for me
On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'
Oh, I reach for you
Well I'm terrified of these four walls
These iron bars can't hold my soul in
All I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin'
[I'm fallin']


Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me

Heaven's gates won't open up for me
With these broken wings
I'm fallin'
And all I see is you
These city walls ain't got no love for me
I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth storey
And oh I scream for you
Come please I'm callin'
And all I need from you
Hurry I'm fallin'
[I'm fallin']

Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me
Hurry I'm fallin'

Hey!All I need is you
Come please I'm callin'

And oh I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin'
[I'm fallin', I'm fallin']

Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for meSay it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me
Hurry I'm fallin'
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me.

ok, i'll post since noone else will.

honestly theres nothing to post abt.

oh yeah, check out the nice little vilage of "fucking"


sincerely, TjChuen

pffffftshiiit.

Apologize

I'm holding on your rope

Got me ten feet off the ground

And I'm hearing what you say

But I just can't make a sound

You tell me that you need me

Then you go and cut me down

But wait...

You tell me that you're sorry

Didn't think I'd turn around and say..

That it's too late to apologize,

it's too late I said it's too late to apologize,

it's too late

I'd take another chance,

take a fall, take a shot for you

And I need you like a heart needs a beat

(But that's nothing new)

Yeah yeah

I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue

And you say Sorry like an angel,

heavens not the thing for you,

But I'm afraid It's too late to apologize,

it's too late

I said it's too late to apologizes,

it's too late

Woahooo woah

It's too late to apologize,

it's too late I said it's too late to apologize,

it's too late I said it's too late to apologize,

yeah yeah I said it's too late to apologize,

a yeah

I'm holding your rope

Got me ten feet off the ground...

"rope"? "ten feet of the ground"? "cut u down"?

im pretty sure it means this

yeap.

anyhow dled their album.

couldn't help but to think that they sound like a very emo, more punk-ish, Coldplay.

im sorry i cant help it. it just sucks.

resurrection

a phoenix rising from its ashes,
a blog brought back to life.
be prepared for its backlash,
i need not say it twice.

how bloody cool is that??

hu misses me?~

EVERYONE

i know.

ok,

dramatic beginning: check

obnoxious self: check

well, to start things off, lets have a little joke!

Confucius say,

if u drop watch in toilet, u have shitty time!

but Confucius also said,

today is the tomorrow you promised me yesterday

which is wise.

i cant stand theft.

yesterday, i experienced it first hand when my rm140 was stolen frm my wallet yesterday.

whoever toke it obviously wanted to rub it in my face for he took the money, left the wallet and had me keep the change.

fucking shit, okay aside frm the fact that i was careless to have put it in my pants and left my pants in class; i find it unacceptable that ppl would go snooping around looking for cash.

where is your moral? THE MONEY IS FOR MY FUCKING MONITOR'S BLAZER.

i cant accept it, all this while i thought all students at wesley were a fine lot and ppl who lost stuff must have just been unlucky.

thanks for killing off that thought.

all this while i have defended my school's name whenever i talk to others abt their school's poor discipline. i have always said that my school is a good school.
but i guess that'll change wouldnt it?

whatever it is, i wonder how the bloody hell does one have the balls to spend the money that was not his, the money that was my fathers, and my father worked hard.

as they say, all things start small, i guess what would have started off as stealing rm140 would eventually lead to bigger things and his/her future is tainted.

blame your parents? please.
i have better things than to blame other sides than the very individual.
i do not understand how ppl can blame their parents. its unacceptable. as an individual, one would have moral standards unless one was fucking raised bby motherfucking wolves.
the brain, no matter how young would know how to differentiate right from wrong.
try it, ask a 2 yr old toddler to push another, and he would refuse.

it is how one ignores his own judgement and becomes as primitive as his predecessors.
in simple words, one's conscience.

if you see a piece of paper drop on the floor right before your eyes, the mind automatically tells you to either pick it up or leave it.
pick it up and immediately, u forget the whole incident.
leave it and u will feel a sense of guilt. it is not overwhelming but it is a tinge of guilt and a little shame.

that is if your normal.

that was just picking up a piece of paper.

what about stealing rm140?

could the same principles be applied?

i wouldn't know.

but i think not,

to begin with, it is not as though the money magically appeared in front of that individual.

he had a completely different mindset.

he had already set his mind to finding some money and stealing it.

so in the beginning, he had already ignored his judgement on what is right and wrong. so there were no two choices of whether he should leave the money or take it.

therefore, he has become as primitive as an animal fighting for its survival in the jungle.

animals, they can come in colourful and deceitful appearances to trick its prey or enemies and ensuring its survival.

survival

does our country and its people look as though we're waiting to gobble each other up?!

why the fuck would you steal money?

you go to a private school, so the question of poverty is out of the question.

you are 16, what would you need that costs so much? and if that individual could think properly, wouldn't his parents suspect anyth?

maybe im just naive but the only valid reason i could come up for this sad son of a bitch is his disillusioned mind tells him that he is amazing when he steals and that he achieves a sense of pride and triumph.

get a life.

sincerely, tjchuen

dirt in our wallets.

ok im back.

ok, the next time u open ur angpow which wud be tmr or so, dont be suprised, i repeat DONT be suprised if u open ur angpow and think that ur money has been vommited on by someone who has an appetite for that blue yucky kuih that u can get in pasars.

instead rejoice! for ur uncle/aunty/daddy/mommy was free enough to be out trading in their old notes for the new one instead of worrying abt out country's dire situation.

but while we are still on subject of dirt, i will explain why i think the new 50 dollar note is dirt

b4 that, lets take a trip down memory lane.

this was our first 50 dollar note.

i must say our 2nd one was really beautiful. rich with malaysian culture. excellent.

our third one, i must say, we cut down alot on the malay culture part but it looked abit more modern.

and then, in 1998 there was a draft, an idea to release a new 50 dollar note. it looked like this

its made of the same material as the 5 ringgit note. a change of colour, definitely an improvement. and that was exactly 10 years ago.

10 years after, we drop the motherload of shitloads.

brace yourselves.

taadaaaa. yes i can hear the *gasps* the *groans* and the all so recognisable *WHATTHEFUCK*
ok, im not art critic but i think i know fucked-up when i see fucked-up.
lets see, we'll start at the top left and go clockwise.

ok, i see the borders, its greeny/dirty yellow which totally clashes with the blue of the note. and the note itself, it goes frm light ugly to darker. and WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT UGLY PAINTING OF THE HIBISCUS ABOUT? was the country saving money on artists? did u guys pocket 90% of the budget?? fuck man, the red clashes and stands out on the blue background like fking acne on an already fked up face. it even looks like we took a few pointers frm the 1950-s.

but wait, there's fking more.

ok, dont get me started, the 50 sign at top right is either wrong colour or the country is really cutting back on funds. and that picture, that picture. UGH. did u hafta frame it??? kelapa sawit and molecules in the fking middle?? ok either we're trying to say we're a country that is all abt botanism or we're fking blind and confused coz we're not either. and the font of out number 50 is fking ugly. im telling u since the 2nd note, we've gone downhill like shit. GOD IT SUCKS BALLS.

thank u.

a post abt dirt

dirt as we know is dirty.

i know, ur probably popping up with a hundred witty and cute remarks to say abt my first line. i dont mind, i would mind if u had nth to say abt it, it would mean ur too fucking stupid to read this blog.

and if ur defending urself in your mind now, its probably too late. but cheers anyway. STUPID.

anyway, as my title reads, today's post is abt dirt.

to start things off, saturday was interact club's "clean-toilet-day" . sad to say, i am not in that club. yes, yes, i was rejected. BIG DEAL. as u can see the whole of K gang didnt get in. DO I SEE A PATTERN HERE?

yes, if u dont understand u probably live under a tupperware or ur the same person that that got insulted by me in the 2nd paragraph. cheers again.

anyhow, me and the football team had a training session that day and lets just say the session would qualify for at least half an hour on discovery channel's "dirty jobs"

well anyway, after being covered with grime and maybe dog shit. me, xxx and xian wei went back to school.

xxx: hey when we go back to school, let me ask whether we can shower ok?
jc: nvm wan la, just go in there and crap the damn place up, owh the interactors are gonna love it.
xxx: dont la, let me ask after i kena marah u knw.
jc: fine but if teacher dont let u dont go i'll go ok?

AND WE DID. and i stole the surau's slippars coz i din have any at that time. lucky jsh took it. thanks mate.

the next topic related to dirt will be due during or after cny.

baby..

my baby..

my one and my only,

my now and always,
my life and my everything,
my precious,
my beautiful,
my sunshine on a shitty day,
my rain on a sleepy day

my laughter when i have no voice

my baby, i love you. now and always

you make heads turn
you are slim and beautiful
you are a work of art

you are one of the most beautiful creations ever

you are the benchmark

you have the most beautiful voice

you are the one i will treasure and protect

i will hold u so gently

i will touch u so delicately

i will caress you so sensually

i will never leave you no matter what.

i will. and you know i will.

i love you.

my baby xxxxx <3

i open the door to my heart.

wow. THAT has to be the most EMO title i've ever typed.

but lets stick with it.
everyth typed here is frm my heart, so there should be veeeery little insults thrown around

this is long overdue but lets get over with it.

2007 has been very eventful. and one could not possible get over it that easily.

and then 2008 came along.

somehow, its CRAP.
i have nv been so busy at the STARTING of the year. its like hw every fucking day. i've gotten so many ulsers lately because of it. (mostly coz i start doin my work at 10.) but the point is, one shud be entitled to a relaxing first month of ANY year.

anyhow, moving on now, xian wei is in my class and today he choked on his SALIVA. a whole new low. way to go.

sean left us.

let me make myself clear. sean : the person i was friends with since form one, the person whom i have eaten together for every break and lunch, the friend that introduced me to scary movie and all the teen movies that ever existed, the friend who got me interested in breakdancing altho i have lost all interest in it, the friend who helped me get some jobs, the friend who was insanely underweight, the friend who dyed his hair like a tiger's ass during the holiday, the friend who was quiet yet nv hesitate at laughin at our jokes, the friend who had a special way of kicking a ball from te air, the friend hu nv missed a header, the friend which i sat next to in form 2 for maths, the friend who bluetoothed all his songs to me, the friend who invited us to his home and where we played fifa 2008. the friend which grabbed most of the attention in form one because of his good looks, the friend hu looked emo and half starved, the friend who made xian wei fear him for most f his form 2 life, the friend who was such a fking violent ass when he was form 1 and 2, the friend who complimented on some of my grafftiti, the friend who pulled me up when i was sitting on the floor, the friend hu called me when i was form one to let me hear "my dad's gone crazy" by eminem, the friend who was private, the friend that had toenails that looked like they were genetically modified, the friend who was just a friend to all who did not feel to be close to anyone, the friend who wore converse shoes when we were form 1 & 2 and complained our asses of abt its cheap ass soles, the friend who had 50 cent bling in form 1 and showed it off to us, the friend who nv forgets how his neighbour rammed up my knee so hard my leg looked like it was mercedes branded, the friend who was an arsenal fan, the friend who was a friend, a good friend, a mate and part of K gang, i'll miss you.

*sniff*

god im so emo right now, kenny G is not helping.


sincerely, Tjchuen
i'll miss u mother fucker.