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Minutes To Midnight

2007-03-07T20:30:00.000+08:00

Let's just say that the two-year-long wait is gonna be worth it in two months' time.

YEAH, MAN!!!

Az is friggin happy now.

Steak

2007-02-26T18:32:00.000+08:00

Az is craving black pepper steak right now. And he got to the topic of black pepper steak while discussing Social Studies with someone.

A stake (or you can say steak) for everyone.

Sound familiar?

Of course it did, at least for those who pay the least bit of attention during Social Studies lessons. Speaking about Social Studies (mmm...steak), is anyone in the whole of the sec three cohort NOT gonna fail the test tomorrow? I know I am (gonna fail).

I've done a very thorough analysis on the Social Studies exam format. And basically, I think I'm gonna get two marks because one mark is allocated when you make a stand (basically saying "Yes, I agree to..." or "No, I don't agree to...") and also because there are two questions. And for the record, I have no idea what we are supposed to study. I only know that there are two statements that should have something to do with the damned subject.

"~~Steak~~ Stake for everyone."

and

"Opportunities for all."

So, yeah. I'm definitely not SS material. I'm a beatboxing/ambigramifying/reading/writing/drawing/photoshopping/bloghopping fiend who shouldn't be allowed to enter school.

Social Studies is a bitch.

But steak rocks.

Azri the Demon

2007-02-23T22:38:00.000+08:00

For a long time now, I have wanted to make an ambigram of my name, and I have. Sketched it out countless times and finally got up and made a picture of it in using the computer (namely Paint and Photoshop).

So, here it is:

Cool, ain't it?

Oh yes, I forgot to tell those who haven't read Angels and Demons by Dan Brown what ambigrams are. That picture up there is an ambigram. It says Azri (yes, it does.). And when you turn it around, it still says Azri. Got that?

Okay, then I started feeling kinda crappy so I made this:

Yes, it's similar to the cover page of Dan Brown's Angels and Demons.

Anyway, I'm currently really into making ambigrams so if you want me to make an ambigram of your name, just tell me (absolutely NO requests through the tagboard).

So, yeah.

Valentine's Day

2007-02-14T19:11:00.000+08:00

NOTE: This post may contain videos with vulgarities, so if your watching of people saying bad words will get me into trouble, either leave or don't watch the videos.

So, yeah. V-Day wasn't so special today, and the main highlight of the day was skating. Before you watch the videos and say that I suck in skating on my tagboard, please note that this was the second time I set my feet in a pair of shoes with wheels.

The first video:

Yes, that was it. And please note that the cameraman was skating backwards, so don't mind the shakiness. Same goes with the other clips. And yes, you can laugh.

The second video (where I improved a little bit):

An interview on the skating up till that point. Yes, you can laugh, too.

The third video:

Yes, go ahead and laugh.

The fourth and most irrelevant video:

A little 'prank' that Tim wanted to do, so yeah.

Came back home with a scrape on my elbow, a scrape on my knee, a cut in my calf, a cut on my arm which may give someone the impression that I was emo (but I wasn't) and an injured wrist which hurts.

And that was my Valentine's Day.

P.S.: I only named the post Valentine's Day so that people would read this post.

Project: Mass Link 01

2007-02-07T21:56:00.000+08:00

Az.

Is.

Back.

From that little place you call your mind. Anyway, I've decided to embark on a project. This project, Project: Mass Link 01 will be the first in many of its kind.

So, what is this project all about? It's about me, going to all of my links, and linking all of their links. And, if possible, also add them in MSN. And, yes, when I reach linking Amirul's links, I may die.

You can say that it's a desperate attempt to make new friends. I'm not exactly denying it.

So, for those who got linked by me and got asked to link me, here's a big hello to you (well, maybe it's not that big).

HELLO

Oh, I did mention that this will be the first of many of its kind, right? That meant that I will link the links of my current links. That's like, three whole groups of people, each bigger than the other.

Okay, I do not know what the hell I'm talking about.

Let the linking begin!

Slow Down

2007-01-15T20:05:00.000+08:00

What's the rush, everyone?

Yes. Almost all of you. You're all rushing like there's no tomorrow. Homework, school, work, etc.

Slow the hell down. Stop to smell the roses once in a while. What's life without relaxing a little? Relax. Hit the pause button on your life. While on pause, just do whatever you want. Let it all out, your choice.

Life's a lot easier to go through that way. Especially us teenagers. We're in the time of our lives. And all you wanna do is work your asses off? Not that there's anything wrong with working but it's unhealthy to overdo it.

Thinking about your future, yeah that's good, but it's easier to 'think about your future' when you pause, put everything aside and think. Not think while you're rushing through your Math homework or something like that.

Sit down, look at the sky. If you haven't notice (probably because you're rushing), it's one helluva sight. Beautiful, especially when the day's coming to an end.

But hey, that's just one guy's opinion. I love walking slowly, thinking, seeing and appreciating this beautiful world that's going by unnoticed.

But, well, like I said, that's just my opinion. You may have other thoughts/feelings. and I'll be more than happy if you'd want to share your views with me.

Till then,
I'm never gonna put and emo phrase here

Blood Diamond

2007-01-06T23:51:00.000+08:00

Sneaked into Blood Diamond just now. And, I have to say, I'll give it 5/5.

The movie shows how diamonds cause death. Thousands of people are killed for them. They even take children and make them into killers (child soldiers, which by the way, still exist in large numbers). They are forced to kill innocent people.

Is it worth it? One diamond you buy could cause the limbs of children, or even the lives of people, be it men, women or children.

It really gets you thinking.

When you want to buy a diamond ring for your loved one or whatever reason, a lot of lives are lost (unless they are non-conflict diamonds, which are not made/found illegally).

I know this is a short post but I can't really explain it with words. Just watch the movie and see for yourself.

Is it worth it?

First day of School in 2007/3J`07/Revamp

2007-01-03T22:13:00.000+08:00

What's up, dudes (and dudettes)? I'm VERY sorry for the extreme lack of updates, especially with stuff like New Year's Day etc, etc going on. So...Here's the first part of the post.

~~Woke up with yawn, it's dawning. I'm still alive. Turned on my radio to start up new day.~~

Cut the crap.

Woke up by the beautiful recorded TK fire alarm (my alarm tone) at 5.45am and got out of bed, ~~all ready for school~~ excited but kinda tired. Took a nice long and warm shower and well, before I knew it, I was on my way to TK.

When I reached the best place in the land, the first two people I met whom I knew were none other than ex-classmates Cheryl and Yu Shan! Since Cheryl was in the same class as Nigel, I handed her the PSP box which was supposed to be handed to Nigel.

Put my fully loaded (with books) bag in 3J, and rushed to 2C to take the Sec. 2 books which I never took home. And, oh well, they got thrown away.

And then it was assembly. Seemed like I was the only one singing back then. Also, Mrs Lim said to those with nice and/or long hair that my hair was good. Save water, save shampoo. See? You get to save and get bubble tea.

Admin stuff and guess what.

3J `07's form teachers are none other than Mdm Shahera and Mr Teo. Two of the coolest teachers I ever had. Haha. And me, being the most enthusiastic/extra volunteered for a position in the class commitee and I got to be the CIP Rep. Whooyeah!

Also, the upper level recess seems to be much more crowded than the lower level recess. Darn.

Oh, by the way, I'm sitting beside Brandon Ng and behind Masahiro Iwaki (WHOOHOOOOO!) in class. Sadly, Aman didn't come. I wonder why...

So, yeah. School ended pretty quick, with all my books stored neatly and safely under my desk. Got to hang up banners and paste posters and stuff like that. And something cool happened.

Daniel, Timothy and I were slacking two metres away from the Sec. 1's who were waiting for their turn in the choir audition (which is, by the way, forced) and I saw the choir seniors' desperate attempts to make the Sec. 1 males interested. So we decided to make him more desperate.

Each of us holding a poster (of shooting, trekking and kayaking) and before we knew it, they asked for the posters and distributed them, each of the guys holding a poster as if it were something holy ~~(well, duh, I'm in the CCA)~~. Managed to get some Sec. 1s able to greet us when we say "hi" or "hello".

The banner, "NCC (SEA): Where Boys Become SEAMEN" was hung up right in between the flagpoles behind the podium. At least until tomorrow, that is. But, hey, that's enough time.

Daniel and Timothy came over to my place to complete the brochure and I have to say, Daniel is really good in making things look professional.

Well, then. On to part 2/3 of this post.

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3J`07

Seems like a really cool class, although people gotta get closer but hey, we've got all year to do that right?

The people there are really cool. Super friendly, with me being the friendliest, of course.

But this is a little too early to make comments, right?

So stay tuned.

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Revamp

A lot of you might have noticed that the emo picture of Shinatama (who, very unfortunately died many, many times in front of my eyes) is now changed to a bright, cool, very cartoon-ey skin.

Personally, I think it's my best work yet.

Cool.

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P.S. Bring a jacket to school for the rest of Sec. 3 life.

Comments on Az

2006-12-25T23:32:00.000+08:00

On one of the last days of being a 2C-ian, I handed a piece of paper to the class. On that paper, fellow 2C-ians were supposed to write their comments/feelings on me (either to boost my ego or to get feedback to improve myself). So, to the point, here are the comments:

Cheryl - Idiotic asshole...who get irritating at times. But grown to love(tolerate) it. =)

Ying Lin - Cute :) blehx (sometimes very extra:)

Cynthia - O.o good friend lor. :)

Hui Wen - VERY cute lah! =P. really. =)nvr once hate youu. kekex.. XD

Rachel - artistic? :)

Yu Shan - Irritating at times but a nice guy.

Joan - siao. crazy guy making people's days.

Hui Min - Actualli you are quite funny and cute sometimes... hahax... & lyk to try new things and ideas...HAH.. =) =] =| =/ =\ ... =P

Wen Xin - Ok lah... nt too bad lah... though most of the times tok too much nonsense. Nxt year work harder ok? Strive for the best and do your best! =)

Clayton - I shall steal ___?___ (-: rock on

Azri - I <3 U

Joel - I <3 EU TOO

Yug Han - You make my day (: so don't be emo

Jermaine - LAME!

Fendy - ... eh ... ... dunno! XD

Gabriel - Interesting, creative though a bit crazy

Adam - ...No comments ...

Justin - I got Charmaine :P and you rock

Felix - Interesting guy... =) Friendly...

So, yeah. Unfortunately the paper didn't get to everyone, so I couldn't see what everyone felt about me... But, as you can derive from the comments (or maybe not), I suck up to people. Or maybe I'm just a good guy (with one helluva big ego).

Haha.

Oh, and merry Christmas, y'all!

Change/Funny

2006-12-17T17:23:00.000+08:00

Okay, my mom said that I'm not allowed to use the bad words (namely fuck, asshole, shit, etc), so now, whenever I use them, I'll use their direct translation. So these are the new words:

Fuck - Havesex
Asshole - Donkeyanus
Shit - Feces

Yes, they all will be in one word to avoid confusion. So, yeah. That's the change that's gonna occur.

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Funny

Okay, my sis was really angry yesterday, and I found her post funny, so...yeah. I'll be making it all italic except for my comments, which won't be in italic but in bold.

Here goes...

I won't be putting my comments by the way, but go figure out for yourself why I found it so havesexing hilarious.

THIS PART OF THE POST HAS BEEN CUT OFF DUE TO PARENTAL CONTROL. ANY INCONVENIENCE IS DDEPLY REGRETTED. DANG.

So, yeah.

See? I didn't overpromise (I love that word) again.

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Stuff I Bought In KL/Eragon Part Two

2006-12-16T23:14:00.001+08:00

[EDITED]
What. The. Hell. This post got deleted so I'm gonna have to rewrite it.

I bought clothes in KL, got it?
And snacks.

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Eragon

You all might kill me, but before you do that, I suggest reading the book Eragon by Christopher Paolini.

Okay.

Brom didn't burn down Eragon's home. The Ra'zac did.

The movie missed out three main characters, that being Orik the Dwarf and The Twins.

Murtagh wasn't imprisoned in such bad conditions. In the book they said that he actually kinda enjoyed the room they gave him to be imprisoned in.

The bloody urgals looked like some kinda voodoo tribe, when they were supposed to be orc/ogre-like.

Brom didn't die by the Shade. He died because the Ra'zac killed him.

There was no battle in the air between Durza and Eragon. They were supposed to fight underneath the sapphire rose, Isidar Mithrim.

Arya wasn't supposed to leave Eragon, she was supposed to go to Ellesmera with Eragon and Orik (who was kinda nonexistant).

They missed out a whole race. No dwarves.

Murtagh was supposed to follow the urgals which didn't escape with Ajihad and The Twins. He wasn't supposed to wake Eragon up.

Farthen Dur wasn't supposed to be so shallow. The walls were supposed to be bloody high up. And Eragon and Saphira were supposed to stay at the dragonhold.

Roran left for the wrong reason and there weren't supposed to be any soldiers in Carvahall. And it was supposed to be the time when there were a lot of traders there.

So, yeah. 1.5/5.

I'll try look for the good points and edit this post.

***

Please note that this post isn't as long as it should be because I'm too lazy to rewrite all my criticism about the movie, Eragon.

Also, watch out for a killer post coming tomorrow, hopefully. I hope I don't overpromise (I love that word) again.

Update On Coming Update/Eragon Part One

2006-12-16T16:20:00.000+08:00

I know, I know. I haven't been updating enough for all you fans, which is probably keeping my hits low.

Okay, I promise to update tonight, hopefully with pictures. The post will contain two parts, one of which is a review about the movie, Eragon, which I'm going to watch tonight (expect bad comments, more on this later). And the other part, will be all the stuff (mainly clothes I which were bought in KL). Hopefully there will be pictures in that post. And if I'm feeling good tonight, maybe I'll update on what I did in KL too.

Wow. Seems like I've made a lot of promises (there should be a word to say this, "overpromise", maybe?).

Wow. Looks like I've possibly overpromised my fans. Don't worry, it's the holidays so even if I do overpromise, none of you can kill me mainly because I'm grounded.

That did not make any sense.

But I kinda like the word I invented. Overpromise. Maybe after this, there'll be a TV series named after it, then a movie, and a few novels.

Okay, cut the crap. Here's the second part to this post.

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*Inserts some cool sound effects and says in a low, dramatic voice*
Eragon

I don't think I'll like the Eragon movie. And a lot of other people who have read the book agree with this. Here's the very unpromising trailer.

Oh great, now YouTube won't load any Eragon trailers that I click

Ah, that's better (but still not as good as the book).

Okay, first of all (and most important), I'd like to say that in the book, Eragon (the blonde dude) has black hair and is supposed to be tan. Now, why the hell is he not any of those?

And, Brom (the guy narrating the trailer) is a cool-looking bastard when he's supposed to be an old man with white hair and a beard (which also is white). And, and, and, the scar-thingy on Eragon's palm is supposed to be SHINY! To be more specific, in the book, some of the dwarves called him Argetlam, meaning Silver Palm, or something like that. It's supposed to look silver, dammit. Not like a scar.

Murtagh (who I think is the cool emo-ish black-haired dude) should be looking like what Brom (see above) looks like in the movie.

And see all those evil people in red armour in the trailer? Well, they're supposed to be Urgals, big orc/ogre-ish creatures with horns. But noooo, they're people instead. Oh, and did you see the elf? What do you mean, there's no elf? She was right there. That's right. That 'elf' (which by the way has no elvish features like pointed ears, which they clearly stated in the book) has no pointed ears, which they clearly stated in the book (yes, I know I repeated that). She's also, by the way, supposed to have black, straight hair. Not hair that looks like brown Maggie Mee.

Oh, and the Shade, the red-haired bastard (no, they for once got hair colour right but there's something else wrong). He is supposed to have "TEETH THAT WERE FILED TO THE POINT". That's what Cristopher Paolini (who?) said anyway. Cristopher Paolini is the author dammit.

And lastly, Saphira (the dragon), has dragon wings, not bird wings. By bird wings, I mean that she (yes, Saphira is a she) has scales which look like feathers. Dragon wings (which Saphira had and were torn through in the book a couple of times) are bat-like. Yes, her wings got holes in the book, when arrows/swords went through them. But how the hell does she get wing wounds when her wings are all feather/scale-ey?

These among many others are things that were wrong. In the book they were totally different. Go search Eragon trailer in YouTube and see the comments. At least 80% of them are bad comments.

"I'm the Rider and I say we go."
Tch. How rude.

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Full review coming tonight.

Friends

2006-12-01T23:56:00.000+08:00

Note: This post will have different part, hopefully.

Friends. Friends, good friends, best friends, boyfriends, girlfriends, etc. We all know that friends are awesome and great. They help us when we're down, they care for us, they have fun with us, and what's more, they do it unconditionally.

Friends are a real treasure, and I think that we all should appreciate our friends. But really, some people can just break a friendship totally after a petty dispute or disagreement. And I seriously don't find that worth it at all. I mean, friends should be forever, never to be discarded like trash. However serious the problem is, I don't think it cannot be solved.

Let's say Friend A supposedly betrayed Friend B. Friend B now hates Friend A. But, what if Friend A was trying to help Friend B but a misunderstanding occurred? For all we know, Friend A could have saved Friend B.

See? This is another reason why forgiveness is important. We should forgive people, no matter what they do to us (unless they kill us). But seriously people, I think that all of you should know better than to just treat friendships like glass. A friendship should be strong and the bond between friends should be tight. Friendships should not be fragile because if they are, what fun would it be? You can't tease your friends when they do something funny, make jokes on each other and so on, because if the friend finds it the least offending, he or she will just break all connections with you, and that just sucks, right?

Friends to me are forever, I'm saying this in advance. This'll be my promise to all of you. No matter how far apart we'll get, you have made a huge difference in my life, you friends have taught me things, made me laugh, made me cry, and MUCH more. So if I blow my top at you one day, just remember this post. I will never ever, deep down in my heart, hate any of you. It may seem so on the outside but friends, I love you all (no, I'm not gay) forever, and I hope that I've made the same impact on your life as you had mine.

So, don't any of you dare forget about me.

007/Nuts

2006-11-21T23:01:00.000+08:00

Just now watched Casino Royale with parents, two sisters and Justin.

WARNING: This post contains spoilers. If you reading this post and getting me into trouble because of spoilers being revealed, don't read this post.

Overall, I'd give it a three over five. It was cool, as in the plot and all that. But I didn't really get it (maybe because I haven't watched the other Bond movies). But yeah, the action was cool. And some of the 'conflicts' were also cool.

Personally, I kinda found the 'torture' scene, where Le Chieffe (spelling?) whipped a naked James Bond with a not only thick, but seemingly backspliced rope funny and painful. I mean, James was laughing when the bad guy was whipping his balls with the rope from underneath. Almost made me clutch my groin in agony.

Anyway, the movie was actually okay, ~~because of the making out scenes~~ to my surprise. So, yeah.

Watch it.

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Nuts

Man, being grounded is driving me nuts.

This sucks. It's boring and the computer with my beloved Oni can't be switched on for some strange reason. And, that computer also has all my songs, which I do not have as I don't have a working MP3 player. Or a phone that can support MP3's.

But, on a brigther note, my parents allow me to invite people over (although there may not be anythng to do).

So, yeah. All of you be prepared to be called up and bribed to come over and play Burnout with me.

***

Man, I wanna go to HMV.

Oh, and another thing. I'n gonna go to 3J next year, along with Aman the crapper, Edmund the...good guy, Brandon Ng the dancer and Masahiro Iwaki the lolfag-ing samurai. So, yeah. 3J`07 will rock asses.

Not Dead/Lies

2006-11-15T16:34:00.000+08:00

Okay, okay, fans. I'm terribly sorry for the unbearable lack of interesting (as some of you have said) posts. But, yeah. You all should know by now that I don't post about my pathetic life like this:
"Today woke up at 7.30. Haizz.. So sleepy. Slept at 2am++ last night and.."

Yeah, I don't like to post like that. For the simple reasons that if I post like that...
(1) My posts will probably be two paragraphs long.
(2) This blog will be the same as all the other blogs, and I simply do NOT like that.
(3) You guys won't see how much of a deep thinker I am.
(4) You people will be bored forever.

So, yeah.

I like to post stuff like this.

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Lies

Okay, this will not be some kinda emo post about how people lie and shit like that. It'll be about me and lying.

This is regarding what happened just now. I told my parents I was gonna be at TM when I went to Cineleisure instead. My mom called me and asked me to meet her at Isetan, because she was there at TM. So, well, busted. I had to tell her the truth.

And that's what I did.

After watching Material Girls (which wasn't so good), I immediately went home and got lectured.

I felt seriously guilty for lying. And well, yeah. I got grounded for the whole of the holidays. And please note that I was the one who suggested the punishment.

The point I'm trying to make here is that lying may get you away from something for a while. It's just temporary. The truth will, be it accidentally or somehow, be revealed. And then the consequences will be, well, as you can see from my example, sucky.

But I perfectly deserved this punishment.

So, in a relationship, a friendship, or whatever other shit, lying is not a fucking option. Because trust (especially in a relationship) is most crucial. And if one party lies, that party is betraying or abusing the trust of the other party or parties. You will lose their trust.

And then they'll start to doubt everything you say, because no matter how convincing you are, because you've lied to them before, there will be a niggling sensation in the back of their minds.

"Is he or she telling the truth this time?"
"Is he or she lying to me again?"

White lies are still lies. They will be found out and the outcome may be worse than telling the truth in the first place.

Don't lie to yourself either. You may think, "I lied so that he or she won't get hurt. It was the right thing to do". Because it's not, and I repeat, NOT the right thing to do. Here's an example.

Let's say this guy loves this girl. The girl doesn't love the guy but she doesn't wanna hurt him, so she 'lies' by pretending to love him. Sooner or later, she will start either getting tired of living a lie and so she tells him. This guy will hurt. He will hurt like shit. Beyond shit. He'll fucking hurt.

But, he could've been saved from the pain by replacing it with a lesser pain. If the girl told him she didn't love him in the first place, there would be no doubt that the guy will hurt, but at least he'll get hurt less.

So, yeah. I hope this got you thinking, and that those liars will make a change for the better, and that includes me.

***

Over and out.

Solution

2006-11-05T22:15:00.000+08:00

Okay, so just for you to check the solution for the code below. I'll be making the font in black, so you can still try to solve the code.

Clues:
- ROB SEX CASE
This is an anagram for Caeser's Box. Caeser's Box is the name of the type of code that I have written. It was, well, created by Julius Caeser.

-15^2
This is basically telling you that the Caeser's Box should be in a 15 by 15 square.

-3
The groups of letters are supposed to remain in threes.

-5
There should be five groups of threes in every row/column.

-Square
It's in a square.

So, you can try to find it out, now that I have given away the clues, or you can cheat and look at how to solve the code now.

Step One:
CYE EME SLT CPF ESC OOD NAN TIR ART LOO NUT ONY OKI UOH LYN GHH WDO AEC SVA OEG RAI AYU ZYK EET FAR AVS SOR ZOE NNY AHA TEC SUW IUD OTO SOT UJO MHO FHD WOU MNU LUD AAR YAO YYA ACL ASE RVT OVN OOR REA TTY TEH UET UUE TAT ISO API FBB HRO DGI OOU SRN EEE ASN UAO NLA IOE EEB VEE DIN SVR AVS LNE ELH ENS

Step Two
CYE EME SLT CPF ESC
OOD NAN TIR ART LOO
NUT ONY OKI UOH LYN
GHH WDO AEC SVA OEG
RAI AYU ZYK EET FAR
AVS SOR ZOE NNY AHA
TEC SUW IUD OTO SOT
UJO MHO FHD WOU MNU
LUD AAR YAO YYA ACL
ASE RVT OVN OOR REA
TTY TEH UET UUE TAT
ISO API FBB HRO DGI
OOU SRN EEE ASN UAO
NLA IOE EEB VEE DIN
SVR AVS LNE ELH ENS
Note: Now it makes sense, doesn't it?

Step Three
CYEEMESLTCPFESC
OODNANTIRARTLOO
NUTONYOKIUOHLYN
GHHWDOAECSVAOEG
RAIAYUZYKEETFAR
AVSSORZOENNYAHA
TECSUWIUDOTOSOT
UJOMHOFHDWOUMNU
LUDAARYAOYYAACL
ASERVTOVNOORREA
TTYTEHUETUUETAT
ISOAPIFBBHRODGI
OOUSRNEEEASNUAO
NLAIOEEEBVEEDIN
SVRAVSLNEELHENS

Or

C Y E E M E S L T C P F E S C
O O D N A N T I R A R T L O O
N U T O N Y O K I U O H L Y N
G H H W D O A E C S V A O E G
R A I A Y U Z Y K E E T F A R
A V S S O R Z O E N N Y A H A
T E C S U W I U D O T O S O T
U J O M H O F H D W O U M N U
L U D A A R Y A O Y Y A A C L
A S E R V T O V N O O R R E A
T T Y T E H U E T U U E T A T
I S O A P I F B B H R O D G I
O O U S R N E E E A S N U A O
N L A I O E E E B V E E D I N
S V R A V S L N E E L H E N S
Note: You can see it now, can't you?

Step Four
Congratulations! You have just solved this code. You are now as smart as I am and you have proven your worthiness to Azz. If you feel like you have been tricked, don't be because now you have proven to yourself that you are one hell of a smart dude. So, yeah. Once again, congratulations!
Note: If you are wondering how the hell to get to this last step, read Step Three from top to bottom.

Smart, yeah?

Code Break

2006-11-03T21:52:00.000+08:00

Let's see how many of you can crack this code. There are 225 letters and 54 words.

CYE EME SLT CPF ESC OOD NAN TIR ART LOO NUT ONY OKI UOH LYN GHH WDO AEC SVA OEG RAI AYU ZYK EET FAR AVS SOR ZOE NNY AHA TEC SUW IUD OTO SOT UJO MHO FHD WOU MNU LUD AAR YAO YYA ACL ASE RVT OVN OOR REA TTY TEH UET UUE TAT ISO API FBB HRO DGI OOU SRN EEE ASN UAO NLA IOE EEB VEE DIN SVR AVS LNE ELH ENS

Clues:
ROB SEX CASE*
15^2
3
5
Square

*You do not have to crack this, but it might help you if you did and if you knew what it was.

Have fun, and good luck.

Enjoy. :)

Skin Update

2006-11-01T22:48:00.000+08:00

If you're all wondering, this skin features Shinatama from the awesome Bungie game, Oni.

Train Ride in TK

2006-10-29T10:46:00.000+08:00

So it seems like Mrs. Priscilla Chan has gotten to us all. Haha. So this is my train ride in TK.

2005, the year where I had left my previous train station of Fengshan Primary School and boarded the train through Tanjong Katong Secondary School. I felt kinda emo at that time, with all my Primary School buddies leaving. And then, this genius came along with a great guy. They were Alex and Jermaine!

The three of us did almost al the projects together, and well, we enjoyed it. Then my love for Linkin Park brought yet another awesome dude to join me in the seats closer to me. And this dude is none other than Timothy! At first our conversations revolved around LP but soon we talked about anything and everything under the sun.

Then there was a time when I just simply had to go into NCC(Sea) and not NPCC. I persevered, with help and got it. And I did not regret it.

Then, slowly, I adapted to 1C and made a hell lot of new friends. I was still as childish as I was in Primary School at that time, always teasing Cheryl about her and Timothy. Then there was this girl I became scared of, but later found out that she was cool. The pincher, Joan.

I didn't quite get this guy in 2005 though. I thought that he was kind of a stuckup hypocrite. But next year, when he left us, I found out that he was friggin cool. And that guy was PAUL!!! I remember that whenever he came back to TK during events, all of us would welcome him bck, though it might have involved a little bashing. Haha.

1C became 2C, and I remember the day I entered the classroom again. It was awesome. The whole of the holidays I didn't see any of them, and when I entered the class, I was smiling non-stop. Seeing everyone there again, it was nice. We got to start another year together, a new beginning. And I had absolutely no idea what was in store for me in 2006.

I became from geek to a dude with spike-ish hair and red spectacles. I experienced my first heartbreak. I got to know fellow 2C-ians better. Like, in 2005, I did not have any connections to Yu Shan and Hui Min and others. But then I sorta opened up.

Then the stress was ON. All the teachers talked about couldn't enter my hollow, vacuum-ed head and all the lectures on Streaming did not help. Heartbreaks, too. But well, like all things, it passed.

I made a hell lotta new friends in 2006. Lenice, Adzizul, Haiqal, Aman, Sufyan, Halina, and a lot more. I got closer to Justin, Clayton, Gerald, Soon Hao, Nigel, John and Sean. I came to love 2C. I got more ego-istic. I fell in love with a Primary School classmate of mine, breaking the "I'll always love you" promise.

Not that she wanted me, though. And that was (ding!) my second heartbreak.

Then the exams came along. They passed. And now, well, I leave only memories in my friends' hearts, just like they did mine. But, looking on the bright side, at least we're not leaving the school (yet).

Teachers, you helped, too. Thanks, especially to Ms Wong.

Then in 2005, I joined another family. It was known as Part A `05 TKNCC(Sea). It was great. Tiring, frightening, fun, it rocked. We stuck through thick and thin. Sometimes one of us would go astray but his fellow platoonmates would always guide him back to the true path. But, back then, I still haven't opened up.

The next year, I volunteered for a lot of things, Leadership Training Camp, Yellow Ribbon Project, and a hell lot more things. And with them, I made new friends. I also enjoyed it. Yes, as weird as it may sound, I love volunteer work. I also found out another talent in me through these things, namely being totally shameless and doing anything to make people smile.

So, yeah. That was my train ride.

My life so far in the best in the land (TKSS).

2C`06

2006-10-27T09:26:00.000+08:00

What do you get when you put a bunch of crazy/shameless/retarded guys/girls and put them in a class?

2C. And also a hell lot of fun.

Haha. Yes, people, 2C's been great to me. Though there were good times and bad times, at the end of it all, I found that I've had a helluva time with my beloved 2C-ians.

It's less than a day and I already miss them a lot. But hey, that's all part of life, isn't it?

So, if there would be a chance to spend another day in class (yes, in class) with 2C, I'd say...

HELL YEAH!

Love at first sight

2006-10-24T18:06:00.000+08:00

I fell in love today.

I saw an iguana. I put it on my shoulder and it lovingly (I hope) licked my neck. Then it clung on to me so dearly. It's love, I tell ya!

I love it.

Then as I rubbed/scratched its head, it closed its eyes, clearly enjoying it. I think it loves me too.

So, yeah. I love it.

P.S.: Iguana is NOT a nickname for some girl.

A New Beginning.

2006-10-21T12:57:00.000+08:00

Okay, so my English Composition was pretty good (ego, ego). So I guess I'll put it here.

Note: I got 22/30 for it.
Another note: There's emo, comedy and romance in this composition.

A New Beginning

It was his first day out of prison. Zach woke up, feeling refreshed. He took a shower, then as he put on his formal clothes, he looked out the windo and to the sky. Ominous grey clouds were coming in, enveloping the surrounding in darkness. He remembered what he had to do before looking for a job.

Zach put on his coat and walked to the nearby graveyard. He felt that the weather that morning made the mood perfect for visiting his father's grave, something he had not done for years. Just as he reached the gravestone that had the name "Jack Herney" carved on the surface, the dark clouds cleared and the sun shone brightly, lightening the mood.

"So much for mood," Zach thought. He placed the flowers he had brought from home onto the gravestone and prayed for a while. Then he picked up his briefcase and walked out of the graveyard, his eyes moistened with tears.

"Forget about the past, Zach. Move on. What you did cannot be undone," Zach told himself, trying to forget the crime he had done. He new it was time to start a new life, and that wad what he was going to do.

Zach went to a Seven-Eleven outlet, the one he used to go to all the time before he was jailed. He grabbed a packet of cigarettes and that day's newspaper. He looked through the "Classifieds" section as he walked to the counter.

The woman at the counter, who was slim, pretty and tall, said without looking up, "That would be ten dollars and ninety-five cents, sir."

Zach reached to his back pocket for his wallet, only to find that it was not there. He muttered a curse under his breath. "I'm sorry. It seems that I've forgotten my wallet. I'll put these back," he said, noticing the sudden formality in his tone.

Upon hearing Zach's deep, gruff voice, the woman looked up. She stuttered, "Zackie? Is that you?" Zach looked up and felt his jaw slack, knowing that only one person called him by that pet name. "Zackie! I can't believe it's you!" Anne, the woman at the counter, exclaimed with a tone of astonishment.

"When did she ever work here?!" Zach thought to himself, quickly walking out of the store, clearly shocked after seeing his sister, who had bullied him for as long as he could remember, on the first day of his "new life", as he liked to call it. He walked briskly,telling himself not to look back, as though his sister was some sort of predator stalking its prey.

Anne, being as determined as she always was, told her colleague to look after the counter while she chased her younger brother, eager to tease him or congratulate him for getting out of prison.

Zach looked down as he walked away, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone.

"Zackie! Wait! I need to tell you something!" Anne shouted, closing the physical gap in between them.

Zach stopped only for an instant, but that was enough for his athletic sister to catch up to him.

"Hey! Why did you run away like that?" Anne asked, pouting. Apparently she was trying to act innocent, or just be her playful self. Zach figured it was the latter. "How could you?" she said playfully, slapping him on the back. Hard.

After a few minutes, which seemed like an eternity for Zach, Anne decided to bring Zach back to the Seven-Eleven store. Zach knew that once Anne had decided on something, nothing could stop her and still remain alive, or not land in the hospital.

Reluctantly, Zach followed her back. "Now, how am I ever going to get a job? Once Anne knows I'm out of jail, she'll be disturbing me and embarrassing me every waking hour," Zach thought.

"Zackie, if you're looking for a job, there's a vacancy at the Seven-Eleven there," Anne said as though she read his mind, pointing to her workplace. As they reached the entrance to the store, clearly blocking many people's path, which Anne could not care less about, she added, "and, there's someone I want you to meet. She likes you a lot and hid in the store room when you entered. She's a darling, really."

They entered the Seven-Eleven and Zach saw the prettiest face ever. She was sitting at the counter whilechewing some bubble gum. Her skin was fair and flawless, with curly blonde hair tied back to a ponytail. She looked up, her emerald eyes meeteing Zach's, and she blushed. "God, she's an angel," Zach thought. Anne noticed the two were obviously falling for each other and gave Zach a nudge. A really strong nudge, and that stopped Zach's train of thoughts.

Zach knew that instant who he was going to spend the rest of his new life with, and this was just the beginning.

"Hi, my name is Zach. What's yours?" Zach said as he held out his hand.

Add this to the last sentence (Optional), please: not noticing that her nametag clearly stated so.

Okay, now one...two...three.

Awwwwwwww...

Haha. Sweet.

Alexander G. Wood

2006-10-21T09:38:00.000+08:00

He's smart. He sits behind me in class. He's leaving.

He's migrating to Australia. Man, I'm seriously gonna miss him. He's the only guy that can make me understand what teachers take weeks to teach in five minutes. Worse part is, I don't think I'm ever gonna see him again.

Alex, I couldn't thank you enough for what you did for/with me. He's a great guy, seriously (I'm not gay, mind you).

So, yeah. Thanks Alex. I'm gonna miss ya.

Operation: Brighten Up Your Day

2006-10-15T13:30:00.000+08:00

Operation: Brighten Up Your Day is something that Justin and I started. It's for people who go out of their way and make a fool out of themselves to see people smile.

Yesterday, while at our beloved VivoCity, I saw this lonely orange balloon lying on the floor. I, being me, picked it up and put it under my shirt, leaving an obvious bump.

On the way to the MRT station, this hot girl (or so Justin says) looked at me (or maybe my shirt) and I said "Hello". Funny thing was, she replied! In the MRT, this guy saw the bulge in my shirt and acted "amazed" with his mouth wide open and giving me thumbs-up.

Then there was this woman who looked at my tummy and when I looked at her, she looked away. Then I looked away. I turned back, and I caught her looking away. Turned back again, and turned back again (with Justin's timing) and saw her looking away. I should've said something to her, like, "Hey, it's rude to stare." Sigh...Making people feel uncomfortable feels so good.

Then, then, then, this group of four (sizzlin') hot girls looked at me and laughed loudly like nobody's business.

At Tampines Mall, three guys in a car were looking and I waved to them. They burst out laughing.

The security guard asked me in a friendly tone, "Why is your tummy round?" I said, "Balloon."

Then, as I crossed the street, a man with his wife and son, said "Waaah. Waaah." In a joking manner of course. Haha.

Unfortunately, that balloon popped.

Me and Justin found a total of at least 193 people who looked at me. But, of course, two eyes were not enough, so that leaves a possible 300 more.

And tell you what. It was damn fun.

Half

2006-10-14T10:35:00.000+08:00

Four-day holiday. Two days gone. Half of holiday gone.

Shit.

For the first friggin day after exams, I basically just rotted at home, laptop in front of me the whole damn day. It drives one nuts, I tell you. That's why having a beloved XBox helps.

For the second day, which was yesterday, I went out a bit. And that was only to my neighbour's house to play Splinter Cell and to go to the mosque. For the rest of that day I used my oh-so-laggy laptop, played Burnout 3 and felt emo.

So, what am I going to do for the next two days?

I have no idea. But I can tell you this: I will go out. I have to, or there may not be anything left of Azri on Monday. And later I'm going to go to Justin's house to play more XBox.

So, here's what Justin, Nigel, Gerald, Daniel, Ying Tai, Melvin and I did on Wednesday. We went to...
VIVOCITY

Upon reaching the enormous, half-opened megamall, Nigel and I kissed the glistening floors of the holy place. Walked (or more of slid) to Golden Village and watched World Trade Centre. The movie was kinda emotional, but I managed to find some things to laugh at (like the woman with the evershaking head).

Then we went to explore the place, and saw some fellow TKSS-ians. Justin, to get their attention, shouted several times, "P-CHAN DA MAN!".

It was then that we saw the holiest of holiness. Toys 'R' Us. Just when we entered, we saw ourselves on the screen. We found the camera and started doing stupid stuff (as expected). We explored the gigantic toy store and found stuff we could never have found in other Toys 'R' Us branches. Wigs, gorilla masks, pink pony-heads on a stick, funny hats, toy guns/swords, Sesame Street plushies (too bad they didn;t have the shouting Elmo though) and much more. Unfortunately, though, we left before getting kicked out.

So we went outside. Did some stupid stuff (which involved my shoe flinging away) and then saw a...(yes, we saw a)...LITTLE PLAYGROUND!!!

Played there, got wet (as for me, I fell and my thigh still hurts), rolled down the little hill and so on. We left Melvin alone and went home. Melvin didn't manage to get to the train in time, to our great delight/disappointemnt. Then we went our separate ways.

So, that's pretty much what we did on the last day of Sec 2 exams.

Emo

2006-10-13T21:17:00.000+08:00

Well, apparently some people said that they liked me better when I was emo. Good news for you, cause now I'm emo again. Bad news for me, cause it seriously hurts.

Took a second shot to the heart. Fuck it.

Rain, rain, go away. Come again another day
All the world is waiting for the sun...
Rain - Breaking Benjamin

Exams

2006-10-04T19:53:00.000+08:00

This is not a post on the Final Year Examination papers that everyone's all hopelessly mugging for (as though their lives depend on it). This post is rather about almost everything related to exams (in my eyes).

Firstly, I shall tell all of you what I did after each paper when there was still time left.
-For English Language Paper One, after I finished doing/checking my work, I used the rough paper (which was untouched until then) and drew/doodled nonsense.
-For English Language Paper Two, after I finished doing/checking my work, I used the rough paper (which was used for the first draft of my Summary question) and drew/doodled nonsense.
-For Mother Tongue Paper One, after I finished doing (not checking) my work, I used the extra foolscap paper to draw/doodle nonsense.
-For Mainstream/Core Science Paper, after I finished doing/checking my work, I I did two things at the same time. I stared at the face of the most egoistic idiot in existence and played staring competition with my EZLink Card (it beat me 8 to 1).
-For Science Extended Paper, after I finished doing (not checking) my work, I packed up and waited for the papers to be collected.

On Tuesday, after school, I watched Stay Alive (weird, because it was the second day of exams).

Tomorrow is the History Paper, which is most probably and hopefully the last History paper I'll ever take. I shall make it (since it's the last) the most memorable paper I've done, with the stupidest (I meant to spell it that way) answers.

And, I have finished reading Dan Brown's Deception Point. Rocked to the core.

Okay

2006-10-01T10:49:00.000+08:00

Okay. I shall now allow myself two hours a day to feel sorry for myself, inclusive of crying/tearing/emo-ing.

Okay. I've stopped chasing a dream that'll never come true. Well, I know it's never gonna come for me, so why keep dreaming?

Now back to some not-so-emo shit. I found out that I can create pretty nice beats and beatbox them. But of course, not as nice as Sgt. Jack MY Lee. Aman can make a better snare than me. I can make nice scratching, turntable and echo sounds. My bass is strong. I specialize in 808.

I'm addicted to Bleach...It's so friggin cool. It owns Naruto.

Oh, yes. My new spectacles look kinda good. But of course, I have been known to have bad taste. Here's the brief description of it: The front is transparent dark red, kinda like Cyclop's visor, with half(or more of three quarter)-rim. And the two thingies which you put over the ear are a nice colour between red and maroon. Oh, just see it on Monday.

Oh, wow. I just found out two seconds ago that I can snap my fingers.

AND...

I'm screwed for History paper. To make my last History paper the most memorable, I shall answer most honestly for it. Like, I have no idea.

My little MSN conversation with preston

2006-09-29T20:11:00.000+08:00

So, I added Preston on MSN and started talking to him.

So it went kinda like this:

Me: Can you andwer one question?

Him: What

Me: Who dumped who?

Him: *puts middle finger smiley*

Him: Does this answer your question?

Him: Hmm?

Him: Does it?

Him: If not, too bad.

Me: Oh.

Me: Um...

Me: Not really.

Me: I was looking for more or less a yes or no.

Him: Too bad.

Him: Simplify it for yourself.

Me: Darn, I'm not good at stuff like that.

Him: What?

Him: I care?

Him: About your flaws?

Me: Well, you're not obliged to, but it would be kinda cool if you did.

Me: :)

Him: Cool.

Him: I'm not cool.

Me: Then we're the same.

Him: And

Him: I don't cooperate with faggots.

Him: Get that in your head.

Me: Ok.

Me: So you'll cooperate with me?

Him: Nope.

Him: You know what I mean.

Me: I do?

Him: Well?

Me: Hm?

Him: I don't see any profit in answering your question.

Him: No gain.

Him: So?

Me: Well, I don't see the profit in many things.

Me: Studying, for instance.

Him: Hmmm.

Him: You gain in the end.

Him: So?

Me: Not really.

Him: Why do you wanna know this question.

Me: What question?

Me: If you're talking about the who dumped who thing, I don't need to know.

Him: Then why ask?

Me: I don't know.

Me: Curious and bored.

Him: Lol.

Him: Faggots like you

Him: Go into my MSN

Him: Idiots group.

Me: Well, that's not nice :(

Him: Hmmm.

Him: I'm supposed to be nasty.

Me: Oh...

Me: I see.

Him: Bear that in mind.

Him: And

Him: You already made me sound nasty to 2C

Him: So no difference

Me: Hmm?

Me: What do you mean?

Him: Some unrefined bastards badmouth me

Him: And don't dare to come and say it in my face.

Me: Well, those people are just mean, don't you agree?

Him: Well

Him: One of them

Him: He is in this conversation.

Him: Hmm?

Me: Omg. Is our conversation being watched by another party?

Him: Nope.

Him: Only two parties here.

Him: You, obviously.

Me: OH...

Me: I see.

Him: Haiz

Him: Why bother being nice to such worthless people?

Me: I don't know. I'm just nice to everyone, except my siblings.

Him: Yea.

Him: And you got a dirty mouth too.

Him: Arrgh.

Him: Go brush your teeth.

Him: If not

Him: You'll get gingivitis.

Him: O.o

Him: Anyway

Me: Erm, my dentist says I already have it.

Him: You will shut up to me

Him: Right now.

Me: Ok then.

I kinda edited the english there, so yeah.

I'll come up with another version later.

Hug

2006-09-27T21:48:00.000+08:00

This is what we all need. Seriously, just to brighten our day.

Tomorrow, I shall hug almost anyone I know!

Links

2006-09-27T21:30:00.000+08:00

As you could probably see, I've made the links nicer.

Took me almost a whole evening making the pictures, so...
Yeah. Appreciate it.

Problem here.

2006-09-25T22:29:00.000+08:00

I kinda have a problem.

Okay, so there's this girl I really like. Let's refer to her as Ms. S. Apparently, Ms. S already has a guy and I think she's really happy with him (oh, heck. I know she's happy with him). So I, being the uber-nice guy that I am, don't want to spoil her happiness (this sounds pretty cheesy). On the other hand, there's this girl, Ms. L. I'm not too sure if I like Ms. L that way.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not getting all emo and depressed. Just want some suggestions on what to do.

And so ends yet another post by a pathetic guy who thinks differently from others and is so lonely that for his fourteen years of living, he has recieved only one birthday present from a friend.

Requesting Requests

2006-09-24T18:27:00.000+08:00

Hey, hey, hey, people.

Since it's Ramadhan (aka fasting month), I have to take my mind off food and drinks. Also, I suddenly feel the need to photoshop something, but unfortunately, I don't have any inspiration. So, erm, any of you who are tired of your current skins and want a new one please let me take care of it.

& I'm starving.

Genius

2006-09-18T17:04:00.000+08:00

Okay, this creation (by me) is too genius to keep a secret.

First, take two slices of bread. Then, on one of the slices, spread crunchy peanut butter and spread jam on the other. Next, put some cheddar cheese on the slice with the jam. After that, take a cracker and put it on the cheese, and lastly, place the slice of bread with peanut butter onto the cracker.

It should be like this:

bread
crunchy peanut butter
cracker
cheese
jam
bread

Created by Az. Try it!

Dream

2006-09-17T20:38:00.000+08:00

I had...a prophetic dream last night.

It was at school. Then Ms Ada Tan (Ma'am) said:
"Quartermaster is...Azri."

=D

Neutral

2006-09-16T20:31:00.000+08:00

Here's the brief background on this case.

Justin, Clayton and Elyasa (note: there may be more people) apparently hate Timothy for supposedly treating girls like objects. They apparently are trying to break Cheryl and Timothy up, without taking into consideration that Cheryl may not want it. What's more, they are accusing me of taking Timothy's side or sucking up to him.

Well, let me tell you ALL this: I. Do. Not. Take. Sides.

Timothy may be treating girls like objects but ever thought about his good side? Yes, maybe he doesn't respect girls but he is a nice guy.

Come on, what's with all this coldness? And Justin, who do I "suck-up" more to? You, or Timothy? Was I with you when you, Clayton, Cheryl and Yu Shan went out? Yes I was. And is it really that hard to accept people's shortcomings AND longcomings? I'm not taking sides here, but I don't exactly see Timothy hating you.

Peace, people, peace.

Oh, and I don't suck up either. I'm just plain fucking nice to everybody. And I'm nice to everyone because I don't hate anyone. I don't hate anyone because I know that everyone has his/her flaws and sparkles.

Justin, Clayton and Elyasa are also not the villians here. No one is. But I'm just stating the fact that not everyone is perfect. Justin, you have your reasons to hate Timothy but ever thought that you could (not are) be the same?

So, basically, what I'm trying to say is
- Accept people for who they are. Good and bad points.
- Look at people's good points.
- I'm the neutral party and I just want peace.
- Everyone taking sides is on the fucking wrong side.

Got it?

Walking slow

2006-09-15T19:28:00.000+08:00

Can I ask all of you why you're all running?

By running, I mean rushing. Yeah, the exams are coming, so?

All of you seriously need to stop running and start walking slowly. Enjoy your life, unwind, take things easy like me. I mean, what's the point of rushing? It just prevents you from enjoying your youth to the fullest.

You know, this is the only period of time that we're teens. When it's gone, we're never going to be teens again. I'd rather enjoy it and take things slow instead of working it all away.

So, yeah. All I have say is,

Walk slowly.

Random

2006-09-11T22:22:00.000+08:00

Here are some random facts about me:

ONE
I'm a really nice guy. Sometimes too nice for my own good, though. It's kinda like, I let people trample all over me sometimes and well, it sometimes (though very rarely) gets me pissed off.

TWO
If you did something wrong to me, it's instantly apologized. You don't have to say sorry over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again because it will make me feel guilty and treat you to ice cream or something.

THREE
History...is a definite no-no for me. No matter how much I study it, I will always fail it or barely pass it. It has been proven many times.

FOUR
I seriously wish that TK offers Literature elect. I don't really want Geography elect. but I simply can't give up DnT, so...byebye Lit.

FIVE
I can stay a statue for...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................longer than that.

SIX
Even after Steve Irwin's death, I still bear no grudge against stingrays.

SEVEN
I may be short, but my spirit is tall. :)

EIGHT
I don't tell lies...
...
...
...
Nor do I tell full truths.

NINE
My ancestor's (from my father's side) came from Africa...Maybe I should be a warrior or something?

TEN
I love Burger King's BK Chicken Sandwich.

There. Ten random facts about me.

Hi there. :)

2006-09-10T01:13:00.000+08:00

I'm baaaaack.

Okay, here's a question for you guys:
How much homework did I do during the holidays up till now?

Ans: Nothing.

Yes, nothing. Not even the AskNLearn thing. I'm so dead.

Oh yes, here's another little peice of info. Perhentain Island's water is so damn CLEAR!!! Nice, man.

Last message to all readers.

This message goes out to all those emoshitbags out there.
Welcome to my happy world, noe get your shit n leave. :)

My life is almost complete. Now I've only one thing left to do...

SEACOOOOOOOOOOOM

2006-09-05T22:39:00.000+08:00

WHOOYAH SEACOOOOOOOOM!!!

Well, we got overall champion for SEACOM. And so, I'm happy. The day went like this:

Did some warm-ups, then me and nine others volunteered to carry the kayaks to the beach. Big mistake, because we had to take fifty lifejackets and some paddles and stay and help the kayakers until lunchtime.

Well, while taking the lifejackets, I scraped my hand on a pole. Thought it was harmless but then later found out that I had literally hundreds of tiny little fiberglass splinters on the back of my hand (which are, by the way, still there). Went to wash my hands in hopes of getting rid of the splinters and on the way back to the beach I saw...Lenice! She asked me about some statue thing (I'm a professional statue) which I told her about and, well, I showed her. And she cared for my poor fiberglass-ed hand. Haha.

So events began. Was pretty clueless as to what was going on. Oh, and I'll say this: Congratulations, Ning and Lenice! You got medals (unlike me)! Then we got to change shifts and I finally got myself out of that wretched beach.

Got to talk to lenice with Timothy and Daniel. Lenice, you're a really fun person to talk to, you know? Haha. Anyway, that was the end of the events. We changed and then got ready for Prize Presentation. Sat down till my tailbone ached like hell. Ate some stuff, TK got overall champion, drank coffee and went back to TK.

There, we got to play and have fun all the way up till when four KFC delivery men came to TK with four hundred and seventy-two dollars worth of food! AWESOME!!!

Got to have a taste of what it feels like to be Quartermaster, and well, went home with an almost empty box of curry puffs. Haha.

Tomorrow I'll be gone from 0530 to approximately 0100 Sunday.

We are the champions...

SEACOM

2006-09-05T00:21:00.000+08:00

May all SEACOM finalists have the best of luck for tomorrow's finals and be second to TK. =)

LTC Camp

2006-09-03T20:15:00.000+08:00

I was gone yesterday and most of today because of...LEADERSHIP TRAINING CAMP!!!

Man, that camp was the sheeeeiiiiit! Okay, so here's what's happened:

Day One
I shan't talk about the journey there. Okay, so we were grouped. Kai Wei was fortunately in a different group. Then we played some icebreaker games, which sort of failed because of lack of time.

Then we had to make some flag with our team name and a picture. Attiq, who beat me in raising his hand up to volunteer to become the leader, had to sort of gather the group members' thoughts and make a group name we all agreed on. There were suggestions like Unknown, Titans, Jonathan's Group and RotiKaya (I suggested this one). Then, he came up with the team name, which was RotiTitans.

Then we started making the flag (with our hands and paint, mind you). Basically it is a stickman (a freaky one) and a sun with a smiley face and the name RotiTitans around it. Then, we had to make some cheers.

When that was done, we did some survival thing. We had to arrange some stuff according to priority.

Here comes the cheer part. I, being the super-enthusiastic and bullshitting crapper, chose to become the Cheer IC, or Cheerleader, if you will. Made some crap cheers, and on to lunch.

After lunch, we had some orienteering thingy, where I just followed the group, despite being one of the leaders.

Then, we were taken to our bunks, or air-conditioned classrooms (how cool is that?!).

Then we had to prepare a performance for the campfire. Discussion, discussion, then dinner. Followed by a dry run, and yet another discussion.

Basially, our performance was me leading the song "I ask my girl" and me and Attiq acting out to the lyrics (Attiq being the girl).

Campfire was, well, okay. The thing is, four groups' presentations were all about racial riots and a bunch of people whacking each other and getting arrested.

Then was supper, followed by sleep.

Note - Due to excessive sleepiness, Azri could not type out the events of the next day, as much as he wanted to and Azri may have missed out some parts such as the fact that he was bullshitting all the way during the camp due to short-term memory.

Sleepy, and high.

Feeling good

2006-09-01T20:54:00.000+08:00

Wow. I feel (surprisingly) good today. I don't exactly know what made me this high but this is how the day went...

Woke up in the morning. Was too lazy to get up, so played GameBoy (it was the only thing within my reach). Finally got up and bathed, suiting up into No.3, then went to Mac's. The almost whole Part B was already leaving, so I (tried to) grab a meal before I lagged too much behind. The Mac's people forgot about my bleeding cheeseburger, so I was left behind. In the train, I read a book. Then went to City Hall, where I was supposed to meet Clayton, but found out that I was actually in the same train as Daniel (how cool is that?)! Part B was not there, and had gone off to Ang Mo Kio. So, me and Daniel, took the train there by ourselves. When we reached there, we got very slightly lost, but managed to find the whole bunch of nice-uniformed NCC members. Collected my Yellow Ribbon can and some goodie bag and snacks (which I didn't eat until after the whole thing). Walked with Sgt. Ang and Sgt. Chong around Bugis. Me and Timothy, collected some money (as expected). Got some money, and then walked through Bugis Street, where we saw this sex shop (gross!). Went back through and back to the MRT station. We went back to Ang Mo Kio, and returned our cans. Me and Timothy, talked to the oh-so-sweet Lenice (surprisingly, she remembered me). Then went to Cheers, where I bought some snacks and drinks. Then we took Bus 76 to Timothy's house. There, I played some piano (electric pianos are SO DAMN AWESOME!). Then I went to the bus stop, where Timothy waited with me for Bus 31. Boarded the damn crowded bus, and listened to the oh-so-emo and oh-so-gay tunes of my MP3 player. Then, I noticed someone. I saw my second-favourite Sgt, that being Sgt. Sean/Shawn (he, too, remembered me, surprisingly). I think he was with his girlfriend, or perhaps his female friend. Then I went home and slacked and typed this post (while reading it aloud).

So that was my day so far. I don't know why, but I think that doing volunteer work or maybe going around collecting donations cheers me up. My cousin, who is sitting beside me, now saying "Oh noooo, stop!", said that she thinks it is fun to go around collecting money in cans. And she just said, "That's so stupid. You very bad, you know. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Don't lah."

Forgive me if I ("Hahaha," says cousin), have typed this post differently, as I was kind of (actually, VERY) high.

The end.

Yeah, whatever

2006-08-29T22:40:00.000+08:00

All of you people, just simply love to assume and jump to conclusions about who I am.

When I tell my parents that my siblings need disciplining (which they seriously do), they just brush off the behaviour of freaking siblings as a phase. "When you were young, you were like that." "It's normal for people their age." "Can you blame them?"

And then, when they cry out of absolutely no reason (seriously. they go to their room and start whining), I scold them (softly, so my parents wont hear). Then she goes and whine some more. Mother comes up to the room, scolds them, goes out, and scold me. "This is what you wanted, right?" "Satisfied?" Why the hell are you scolding me when you scold them? That makes less sense than this: "AJFNROBEBQPIEWITGHWEOFIWNVIUTBTOBN" So now my parents probably think I'm a sadistic asshole who just wants his siblings to be scolded.

Oh, and for the record, I was delighted when my siblings got punished. My heart says, "Finally, some disciplining going on!!!"

And now, you'd probably be thinking that I'm some kinda mad babboon who in fact does enjoy the suffering of my siblings. Well, that's just too bad.

And then now, due to what I was in the past (a guy who makes everything sound sick and perverse), I say the littlest thing might mean that I'm making a sick joke.

There're are a lot more examples of people assuming who I am, so...

Yeah, whatever.

2006-08-29T20:07:00.000+08:00

Heartbreak lullaby...

In the still of the night
I can almost feel you lying next to me
Like it used to be

And it's hard to let go
When there's always something there reminding me
How things could be

I've tried to get you off my mind
I've tried to play my part
But every time I close my eyes
You're still inside my heart

Why can't I laugh
Why must I cry
Everytime we say goodbye
Why does it rain
Here in my heart
Every day that we're apart
Why can't it be
Just you and me
What will it take to make you see
These are the words
To my heartbreak lullaby

Like the stars in the sky
You still keep on shining down your light on me
But out of reach

And I know* that in time
You will come back to your senses, see the signs
And change your mind

I try to look the other way
And keep my heart on hold
But every time I'm close to you
I lose my self control

Why can't I laugh
Why must I cry
Everytime we say goodbye
Why does it rain
Here in my heart
Every day that we're apart
Why can't it be
Just you and me
What will it take to make you see
These are the words
To my heartbreak lullaby

Why can't I laugh
Why must I cry
Give me just one good reason why
Why must it rain
Here in my heart
Everyday that we're apart
Why can't it be
Just you and me
What would it take to make you see
These are the words
To my heartbreak lullaby

Why can't I laugh
Why must I cry
Everytime we say goodbye
Why does it rain
Here in my heart
Every day that we're apart
Why can't it be
Just you and me
What will it take to make you see
These are the words
To my heartbreak lullaby

These are the words
To my heartbreak lullaby
Heartbreak Lullaby - A*Teens

* - hope

Why bother?

2006-08-28T22:32:00.000+08:00

I don't know why (well, maybe I do), but I don't see any point in doing anything. I mean, I don't really have nothing to work towards to. I used to have someone, but now, well, she's gone so...

I think I'd just rot.

Yes, I think that's what I should do.

My life

2006-08-27T12:35:00.000+08:00

Okay, here's to tell all you people how I live.

I live by my own rules. Not yours. Not the government's. I'm doing this because it's what I think(not you) is the right thing to do. Government's rules have absolutely no morals. As long as you've got the cash, you win. That's another reason why I simply refuse to be a slave to the system.

I care about people. If people are down, I would do anything I can to cheer him/her up. Also, I'd always be willing to entertain people at my own expanse.

I care about people, but I don't always care about what they say. They say/do good things, I thank them. They say/do bad things, I tell them not to. They scold me for doing that, I don't care. Spammers, I don't give a shit about them.

People try to tell me what's 'right'. Study, then get a good job, then be successful, then be 'truly' happy. Well, sorry to disappoint you but, I think I would be more satisfied knowing that I've done what I think is right, not you.

This 'real world' everyone is talking about. I don't believe in it. Ditch your friends, for a higher post in your job. And then you'd say that they should be happy for you when they're not. Well, this is yet another reason why I will never work for The System.

But if I don't work for The System, then what would become of me? Well, I would not know, which would be what adds on thrill to my life. Hey, maybe a simple life of farming or fishing would be what I would enjoy the most.

So, my point here is, it's my life, not yours. Thanks for your concern, but I'd just not be satisfied living an un-unique life. So, well, I hope that sums it up on how I live life.

always

2006-08-26T23:41:00.000+08:00

This Romeo is bleeding
But you can't see his blood
It's nothing but some feelings
That this old dog kicked up.

It's been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
You see I've always been a fighter
But without you I give up.

Now I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby that's just me.

And I will love you baby always
And I'll be there forever and a day always
I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme
And I know when I die you'll be on my mind
And I'll love you always.

Now your pictures that you left behind
Are just memories of a different life
Some that made us laugh
Some that made us cry
One that made you have to say good bye.

What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair
To touch your lips to hold you near
When you say your prayers try to understand
I've made mistakes I'm just a man.

When he holds you close
When he pulls you near
When he says the words
You've been needing to hear
I'll wish I was him, that his words were mine
To say to you till the end of time.

That I will love you baby always
And I'll be there forever and a day always
If you told me to cry for you I could
If you told me to die for you I would
Take a look at my face
There's no price I won't pay
To say these words to you.

Well there ain't no luck in these loaded dice
But baby if you give me just one more try
We can pack up our old dreams and our old lives
We'll find a place where the sun still shines.

And I will love you baby always
And I'll be there forever and a day always
I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme
And I know when I die you'll be on my mind
And I'll love you always.
Always - Bon Jovi

That kinda sums it up on how I feel right now.

FUCK OFF

2006-08-24T20:29:00.000+08:00

WHY THE BLOODY FUCKING HELL IS MY LIFE AS SCREWED UP AS THIS, DAMN IT??!!

I TOTALLY SUCK IN MY BLEEDING STUDIES!!!

I CAN'T STAND THE BLEEDING SYSTEM!!!

I HAVE TO TOLERATE SIX, SIIXX BLOODY SPOILT ROTTEN BRATS!!!

I'M ALWAYS ALWAYS IN THE WRONG!!!

I LIVE IN A GODDAMN SHITHOLE WITH A BUNCH OF FAGGOT SUCK-UPS AND SPOILERS!!!

I AM TOTALLY RUINED FROM THE BREAK UP!!!

MY LOVE LIFE COMPLETELY SUCKS TO THE CORE!!!

I CAN'T BLOODY FUCKING FLAME PEOPLE!!!

TEACHERS HATE ME!!!

I WANT TO KILL EVERY BLEEDING ONE OF YOU FAGGOT BASTARDS!!!

I'M EMOTIONAL, WHICH DOES NOT HELP ME IN MY STUDIES AND LIFE!!!

I'M SO DAMN SICK OF THE LOWLIFE SHITHEADS LIVING AROUND ME!!!

I'M STILL FUCKING SANE!!!

I LOST TO SOME BLEEDING MAPLER!!!

WHY THE BLEEDING HELL MUST MY LIFE BE THIS BLEEDING SCREWED UP??!! I KNOW I DID WRONGS BUT WHAT DID I EVER DO, WHAT, THAT MADE ME DESERVE TO BE LIVING IN THIS PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A LIFE??!!

I AM SERIOUSLY PISSED RIGHT NOW.

I'M ABOUT TO BREAK!

which one?

2006-08-24T18:28:00.000+08:00

Personality or career skills?

For me, the former would sure as hell be my choice. What's the point of having good grades, success, money, a good job, and so on if you're a total ass?

These things called career skills can help you in your job in the future. Yes, I would also be glad if I could have them but personally, I think that the price is unreasonable.

You get stressed now, and in the future, you got these career skills or high academic levels which will help you get a job that will get you big money. Then, to earn the money, you'll be working all day, all week, all year, and then all your life.

Then when you're about to die, you'd be all rich, but you'll start thinking, Where did all the time go?. You'd be wasting your whole life in your career.

Whereas, if you Live the Moment, as the Seishii would put it, you'd be a hell lot happier. Sure, you might not be able to afford a bungalow, a few cars, and whatnot. But you'd be a lot happier. When you get into trouble, you'd think of it as an enjoyable experience.

Then, when you're about to die, you'd think to yourself, There have been hard times but hey, at least I lived life to the fullest.

I'd rather fail in everything I do and go through life with my head held up high than spending the whole of my life slogging my body, thinking that at the end of it all there would be a lot of happiness.

Happiness is a journey, not a destination. The end isn't important. The process is.

So, I'd spend the rest of my days enjoying every moment.

Live the moment
-the Seishii

Reading

2006-08-24T16:15:00.000+08:00

Personally, I think reading is one of the things that I do best. I just enjoy reading. It's kinda hard to explain but books are really great! Seriously. I don't read only books but also ingredients on snack wrappers(though I probably won't understand a thing) and especially, the words on people's t-shirts. Once, I saw this guy wearing a shirt that says: Blink if you're horny.

It can be really fun, exciting, interesting to read. Some awesome books that have boosted my love of reading even higher(if that's even possible) are Shade's Children by Garth Nix, Sabriel(and Lirael and Abhorsen) by Garth Nix, The Hitchhikers' Guide trilogy(although there are five books) by Douglas Adams, The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown, Angels and Demons by Dan Brown, Falling Sideways by Tom Holt adn, well, many more.

Am I sounding like some kinda nerd or something? Haha. Maybe I am. But one things for sure: I'm a Read(not books only)worm.

Reading, as expected, gives you knowledge(well, sometimes).

But one thing I'm sure everyone is right now has read a LOT. perhaps thousands of sms-es. Haha. So you're probably a Readworm, too.

By the way, I'm NOT a nerd. That's Suresh(though he's a dumb nerd).

Peace

2006-08-23T20:47:00.000+08:00

Why fight?

Why can't guns and killing only be in games?

Why can't there be peace in this world?

I don't see why the hell it's so damn difficult to make world peace. Why all the bleeding politics? Why poverty? Can't we just all ask for peace? Why not all of us just pitch in wholeheartedly and I'm sure that it'll help a lot, not to mention making us feel more satisfied with ourselves.

Yes, I'm kind of a hippy right now. But I seriously believe peace can be achieved without shedding any blood. War doesn't make us see who is right, it just makes a whole lot of people die. Nothing more.

The Middle East war. I don't know what is actually going on there but why not just make peace? Why not both or all parties meet up, and discuss. Bombing and killing doesn't solve anything.

Every little part will help. Every effort from everyone is needed. So I don't know about the rest of the world but

I'm ready to do my part for peace.

Peace out.

Twenty-2nd August

2006-08-22T20:26:00.000+08:00

Okay, okay, I know. This post is well, late by sixteen hours and twenty-one minutes. Well, I was born at 4.02am on the 22nd of August 1992. Okay.

So, another year has yet to pass. And now I'm one year closer to my death(yes, I'm pretty pessimistic). I've lived for fourteen years, the last two-and-a-half-months being voluntary.

Anyway, if you haven't notice(which you should have), this blog is well, repoened. I'll get this blog a new skin and well, update some more.

Oh, and if you're wondering, I've spent the last twenty-one days or so blogging at www.dotblogspot-.blogspot.com

P.S - This coincidentally happened to be post no. 100.
P.S.S - I've been living fourteen years without getting a single birthday present from friend(s). (birthday bash not included here)

So well, happy birthday to me. :D

Closed

2006-07-31T23:18:00.000+08:00

This blog is closed. That's all I have to say.

Death

2006-07-30T14:51:00.000+08:00

I'm kinda looking forward to it right now.

Here

2006-07-30T13:03:00.000+08:00

I'm here without you, baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby
And I dream about you all the time

Trust

2006-07-29T21:05:00.000+08:00

When I say 'trust', most people's reactions would as the following:
"Trust? What's that? Sounds pretty."

Apparently, there's not much trust left in this world. People backstabbing others, betrayal, and whatnot.

I used to trust everyone, but now, It's kinda sad that I can't. I mean, I used to believe anything that anyone says. I TRUSTED them. And what do I get in return?

Betrayal, deceit, a broken heart.

Learn this: Make people EARN your trust. Don't be like me and give it to any Tom, Dick or Harry that passes by.

Fuck.

My beloved...

2006-07-29T15:13:00.000+08:00

...pillow!

I love my pillow. I'm so jealous of it. Every time I cry, I cry on my pillow's 'shoulders'. It also gets to sleep with me almost every night. And by the way, that's a GREAT PRIVELAGE.

I love you, pillow. You're always there for my tears (and occasionally drool). You make my sleep comfortable.

To my pillow:
Meet you again tonight!

Crashed

2006-07-27T19:39:00.000+08:00

One day I will be singing this song(sort of, anyway):

I'm so rushed off my feet
Looking for Gordon Street
So much I need to say
I'm sorry that it's on her wedding day

Cos she's so right for me
Her daddy disagrees
He's always hated me
Because I never got a J-O-B

Cos she's mine

And I'm glad I crashed the wedding
It's better than regretting
I could have been a loser kid
Who ran away and hid
But it's the best thing that I ever did

True love lasts forever
And now we're back together
Its as if he never met her
So looking back
I'm glad I crashed the wedding

The neighbours spread the word
And my mom cried when she heard
I'd stole my girl away
From everybody gathered there that day

Just in time

And I'm glad I crashed the wedding
It's better than regretting
I could have been a loser kid
Who ran away and hid
I said I'd do it and I did

True love lasts forever
And now we're back together
Its as if he never met her
So looking back
I'm glad I crashed the wedding

Don't wish she's being
Mad at me for taking her away
Cos anyway she didn't wanna stay
So please believe me when I say

She's glad I crashed the wedding
It's better than regretting
The ring she got was lame
She couldn't take the pain
She didn't wanna silly second name

True love lasts forever
And now we're back together
He might aswell forget her
And walk away
She's glad I crashed the wedding

It's better than regretting
The ring she got was lame
She couldn't take the pain
She didn't wanna silly second name

True love lasts forever
And now we're back together
He might aswell forget her
And walk away
She's glad I crashed the wedding

Yep. One day.

Memories

2006-07-27T17:20:00.000+08:00

Memories consume,
Like opening the wound
Breaking the Habit - Linkin Park

Past

2006-07-26T17:13:00.000+08:00

Just now I was lost in the past.

I spent, maybe around one hour, losing myself in it, slowly tracing back till today.

If you don't know what I'm talking about, I'm saying that I spent around one hour looking through her archives, seeing if I did anything wrong.

As I read the post from April 2006, slowly going forward in time, day by day, post by post, my eyes teared out of happiness. At least we were together. And I noticed and remembered some events that took place during those two blissful months.

Then as I slowly went forward, I started noticing how troubled she was. By me, or by anyone else. Then, my eyes felt wet again, this time by sadness.

And now I notice how fragile a relationship is, and how easily I took it. Which was a huge mistake.

I thought that I could take things slow, and that the world would wait for me. Obviously, I was wrong.

I didn't know how much I had hurt her, and it hurt more when I found out that she did not want to hurt me by telling her that I was hurting her.

And now I'm hurt. Seriously hurt. Saying stuff like "Just forget her/him" is easier said than done. Like blogposts, memories can't just be erased like that.

They just...can't.

Seven

2006-07-25T18:47:00.000+08:00

Seven Random Facts About Me:
-162cm
-45kg
-Long finger width
-Hates Maths
-Hates Physics
-Hates History
-Hated self

Seven Things That Scare Me:
-God
-Afterlife
-Horror movies
-Rejection
-Breakups
-Near-to-death boredom
-Not being able to state enough fears for some lame tag

Seven Random Music At The Moment:
-Somewhere I Belong - Linkin Park
-From the Inside - Linkin Park
-Breaking the Habit - Linkin Park
-Faint - Linkin Park
-Crawling - Linkin Park
-Forgotten - Linkin Park
-In the End - Linkin Park

Seven Things I Like The Most:
-My LPU T-shirt
-My Manteca 2 DC shoes
-My room
-My blog
-Training
-Kayaking
-Not stating seven of the things I like the most

Seven Things I Say The Most:
-Oh SHIT!
-Yo.
-Oh dang.
-Erm...
-Yea
-Damndamndamndamndamndamn
-Oh dear

Seven People To Do This
-Nobody
-No one
-Not a single soul
-Not anyone on my links
-Not anyone in my mind
-Not anyone in my class
-Basically, not anyone

Racists

2006-07-25T17:49:00.000+08:00

Another bunch of fags are racists, and people afected by them. I once got an email that said this guy was racist and we "low-class" Asians should not buy his clothing. Yeah, that was pretty racist but the email also said that since we're "low-class", we should not buy his clothes and put him into a financial crisis.

I straightaway deleted that email.

Why? Because, yeah, I agree that the guy is racist but that doesn't mean we have to get disturbed by it.

And when some students make racist comments on some guy, and the guy complains to a teacher, the teacher gets mad. But if you look from my perspective, you'll see that the teacher is also racist because he or she sides with the minority.

People, please. There's this guy who always, and I mean ALWAYS, makes racist comments on Malays(which I am part of) but do you see me giving a damn?

Racists' aims are to make another race pissed off. So after they make their comments, and the other race gets pissed and gets the first guy into trouble, they're just falling into his fucking trap. His aim is to get you pissed and here you are, pissed.

Don't get the wrong idea. I am not siding racists. I just feel that sometimes when people get affected by racism, they get a hell lot more annoying than the racists and it really just drives me nuts. There'll always be racists and idiots who will annoy you and get you angry. What drives them, I have no idea but I sure as hell won't want to bother finding out and stopping them. It'll just get me tired and I can get the same outcome by ignoring them.

Why stress yourself out with them?

Message to racists:
I don't care what you bloody fucking say.

Happy

2006-07-24T19:27:00.000+08:00

She liked it so, well, I'm really happy. :D

Nice

2006-07-22T15:58:00.000+08:00

So far today totally ROCKED!

Woke up at six and left for school at 6.20am. Reached TKPS at 6.50am and waited to go to RHD thingy at Innova JC.

We were slightly late but made it in time to actually see and hear beatboxing LIVE!!! Then was some nice ice-breaking games. Lemme try and recall...
Farah, Ze Kai, Max, Adeline(student leader), Alex, Kevin, Hanisah, Brandon, Suresh, Rasyiqah, Yong Yi, Sho Na(student leader), Stephanie, Kelly, Wynne, Aneza, Azri(me), Darn, I forgot the last name...
Those who in E5SA whose name I spelled wrongly or didn't mention, please feel free to give me a good beating.

Then three of us had to go to various stall thingies and I met my neighbour! Cool. Then erm...We made a kite. Then there was a break, where I only had one chocolate ice cream cup (and I wanted orange...). Then was the Prize giving thingy with some little performances. While waiting for it to start, I passed down my phone and asked my fellow E5SA-ians to fill in their contacts.

Then it was in the bus. Well, nothing much here.

Took bus 10 to Tampines Mall and got a little something for someone, which drained me of my money until I was left with 10 cents. I couldn't take bus and I did NOT want to wait such a long queue to get a bloody taxi. So I did the most sensible thing to do.

Walk.

Haha. Walked five bloody kilometers, or around there. I must've looked pretty weird...walking and crossing roads while reading a book. Haha. Weird.

Then I reached home and now I have my beloved internet.

You'll see...
on Monday

High Road

2006-07-21T18:59:00.000+08:00

I'm so sick and tired of being depressed and not being able to help it. That's why now I'm going to face the fucking fact and do something about it. I am NOT going to give in to depression and I sure as hell am NOT going to give up.

Neither am I going to move on.

I have an ambition and I'm going to work towards it. And any lowlife bugger who stands in my way is going down. All the fucking people who don't believe in me can just fuck off, I couldn't care less about your miserable attempts to bring me down. Racists who want to say anything about my skin colour or my race, say it. I won't be bothered by such fools.

You can say what you want about me, keep talking while I'm walking away.

The world is full of idiots. People give in to them. Well, not me anymore. I'm not going to be some jerk who lets little trifles bother me.

So if any of you want to say anything, say it. My only reply will be:

Fuck off.

Priorities

2006-07-19T17:08:00.000+08:00

Okay. I seriously need to get my priorities right.

But, the fact that I'm blogging instead of doing some of my tonnes of homework shows that I can't do the above task.

Darn.

So here is what I hope I will do today:
Vocabulary
Study for History test
Finish up Geography project

Off to doing work (I hope)!

Wasn't that fun?

2006-07-18T23:58:00.000+08:00

Like the skin?

Haha. Of course you do. Half emo/Half fun. Not to mention the words have meaning. see, nowadays people are so bloody depressed and emo.

The words that say "Wasn't that fun?" meant "Wasn't feeling emo fun?" And "Let's try something else." meant "Let's try not feeling so emo."

So in other words, SOME emo and SOME fun means a really great person, namely me (bloody thickskinned). Haha.

The words are actually from Cure For The Itch by Linkin Park.

So, yeah. That's about it.

Pirates

2006-07-16T22:57:00.000+08:00

Just came back from watching POC 2: Dead Man's Chest.

Amazing movie if you ask me. I'll give it, say, five million stars. I'm not going to be a spoiler so I'll just say this:

Watch it.

The System

2006-07-16T16:52:00.000+08:00

Damn it.

Look at us teens. Depressed, stressed, suicidal. What happened to all the good 'ol carefree days of our childhood when we would go to school happily to see friends, or cry because we had to go to school. When we would go to our best friend's house every weekend and watch cool videos of Power Rangers, Ultraman, or maybe even Barney?

What happened?

The System. The Bloody Fucking System. Another way to put this is School.

The System has deprived us of our freedom. Ask your parents if they had enjoyed their Kampong days. Or even your grandparents.

Really, The System is bugging me out. It's always "For our own good", but since when did we ever say that we wanted the big guys in the big chairs that we wanted them to decide what's good for us?

A few more years and we'll all get into The System. Fully. And when that time comes, it's nothing but work, work, work.

This modern world sucks, doesn't it?

Her

2006-07-15T16:19:00.000+08:00

She...

-is angelic
-is adorable
-has a great personality
-has stolen my heart
-has beatiful eyes (seriously) :)
-has a great smile
-is perfect
-already has someone else
-is loved by me
-is totally awesome
-never fails to make me smile
-is worth fighting for

All this is true.

I love you

POP

2006-07-15T14:23:00.000+08:00

Passing Out Parade camp totally ROCKED!

Part D's, you guys are the best. Even when we have pissed you off a LOT, you still bought us pizza on that day.

Now, the Part C's are in charge, which I'm not too disappointed about. And us, the Part B's, are one step closer to becoming in charge. Part A's, you guys gotta buck up (Well, so do the Part B's).

The concert:
Part A's had Gay Idol, which was seriously UN-GAY! Then next was Rashid playing Blvd. Of Broken Dreams. Good, but screwed up a bit on the lyrics. Then it was me with a piano solo. I was the only one wearing a shirt, so I looked pretty wierd. Then it was our Sgt. Justyn, with a rocking guitar performance. Daniel, with another piano solo, was next. Then was Khairul with...Here Without You. FREAKING NICE!!! Then it was You And Me and To Zanarkand played by...the quartermaster! It was then the results show for the Gay Idol, and (okay, this was planned) Justin and Elyasa went and did a gay dance and Sgt. Kai Liang and Sgt. Kelvin joined in. Hilraious.

Part A's, you can NEVER beat the Part B's in being crappy/gay. We're too good in that field.

Next day...

PT, with three sets of 20/25 and FOUR sets of FIFTY! Arms/legs/neck/back ached seriously. But at the end of it all, it felt really, fucking good.

Then we had to go home.

Until then,
I'm here without you

Methods

2006-07-12T21:50:00.000+08:00

Now that I think about it, there are A LOT of ways in which I could use to kill myself.

One - Cliche. Jump down a building

Two - Stab myself

Three - Cut myself till I bleed to death

Fourth - Go to Chemistry lab and drink chemicals

Fifth - Starve myself

Sixth - Block my windpipe with cement

Seventh - Chuck my throat with dirt

Eighth - Electrocute myself

Ninth - Drown myself

Tenth - Get cancer

Eleventh - Swallow rusty barbwire

Which one should I choose? hmm...

depressed

2006-07-11T21:25:00.000+08:00

I...am...depressed.

At this point of time I really feel like dying. I mean, there's not much for me to live for anyway. I suck in studies, athletics and whatnot.

Might as well just die, don't you agree?

I once had someone I wanted to live for. Well, that someone is now gone and so I'm left with absolutely nothing to live for.

I need a hug...

Tae Kwon Do

2006-07-11T13:02:00.000+08:00

I heard that the TKD standard has risen. I think I'm gonna recontinue from brownblack belt.

Thing is, I need someone to reteach me the previous belt patterns first. Any volunteers?

...

2006-07-11T12:26:00.000+08:00

I am not in school because of several things in my life that has screwed me up.

Firstly, when I woke up today, I had a very painful backache. Hopefully, it will still give me an MC because of TK's fucked-up rules.

Secondly, last night(not only last night, mind you) I had several huge and very painful heartache.

Thirdly, there's Physics today.

Fourthly, I need some time for myself to think of what I want to do with my life(and yes, I have). I want to simply end it. Or just leave a huge marking as a reminder for a certain something.

Fifthly, I don't like school.

Lastly, I don't like homework either.

Till then,
Life sucks, ya?

The Management

2006-07-11T12:15:00.000+08:00

This post is dedicated to The Management(me).

The reason you guys have ben reading awesome posts, looking at an awesome skin, etc. is all thanks to The Management(me). The Management(me) has been keeping up this blog for a pretty long time.

The Management(me) apologizes for the current lack of posts. The reason to this lack of posts is The Management(me)'s lack of interest in life. Every little thing that goes by just makes The Management(me) go, "Okay".

Also, The Management(me) is currently suffering from another Great Depression.

The Management(me) deserves some rest, don't you agree? The better The Management(me) is rested, the more updates, skin updates, etc. The Management(me) can manage.

So donate to The Management(me) in the Get-The-Management-(me)-enough-money-for-an-Xbox-360.

-The Management(me)

back!

2006-07-07T22:34:00.000+08:00

I'm back. And bored.

Is anyone free next week? Anyone want to come join me in watching Pirates 2?

That is, IF I have the money to buy my own tickets.

And to all NPCC Cadets out there: Hope y'all enjoy(ed) your ATC!!! Sometimes I regret quitting NP. Like when they had nightwalk. Or when they are gone for ATC.

Ah well, that's too bad, I guess.

I'm gonna miss Part B's PS-es.

Chibi

2006-07-05T21:50:00.000+08:00

This is what Cynthia drew:

And I got inspired by it. So I, being me, drew this:

Well, that's about it, then.

Movies

2006-07-03T14:35:00.000+08:00

Here are my comments on some movies/movie trailers:

Over The Hedge [Movie]
Fun, but it has the oh-so-common moral-of-the-story thing.

The Da Vinci Code [Movie]
HOW CAN THEY CHANGE SO MUCH OF THE STORY, DAMN IT!!!

Superman Returns [Movie]
Actually good. And definitely better than Spiderman.

Dead or Alive [Movie Trailer]
They make DoA look like Charlie's Angels. AND, most of the girls are WESTERN!!! Which is a bad thing.

Spiderman 3 [Movie Trailer]
I'm not sure if it is a fan-made trailer or anything, but FINALLY Venom comes out.

Studies

2006-07-02T17:19:00.000+08:00

At heart, I actually LOVE studying. Seriously. And I think that some of you guys may agree with me. But a few things make me hate studying.

EXAMS
Because of this bloody fucking shit called exams, I've lost the motivation to study. I mean, who wants to study if they're forced to? Sure as hell not me. When I study, I do it on MY time. And I'd do it because I want to. But because parents and teachers (well, most anyway) FORCE me to study, the love of it is lost. Seriously, exams really don't mean a shit. Do you guys actually think that a piece of paper judges how smart, determined, diligent you are? Not me.

PARENTS
ALL of you guys should understand this one perfectly. Parents FORCE children to study. Again, the word "Force" appears. Parents want us to get good grades, therefore they want us to study. Hello??? Grades? Grades are numbers which end with %. And parents think that these shitty numbers are the most important things in our lives. And again, because they force us to get high grades, we hate it and purposely don't want to study. Just to spit our parents.

TEACHERS
Don't need to say much here now, do I?

Personally, I absolutely HATE exams. Believe it or not, I actually like maths and science. Really, I do. But again, because of all these things which are meant to be good for me, I lost my motivation to study.

This, I think, is a whiney post but it is needed. Just in case some parent or examiner or someone reads it and it opens their eyes. Parents, would it HURT if you just TRY to let go?

Well...

2006-07-01T23:47:00.000+08:00

I'm sick again. And I self-diagnosed myself as:

STILL heartbroken

If you're reading this,...
Sorry for always talking to you about it. I'm just really confused. Sorry...

Just tried to help someone who was heartbroken, and...It seems to me that 98% of all guys are have absolutely no concern about how people feel. What is the world coming to?

Anyway, for those who are heartbroken out there, death isn't a solution. If you have to, just let time heal the wounds.

Till then,

i'll always be waiting for you here...

Another 'today' post

2006-06-30T22:41:00.000+08:00

Woke up. Went to school. A bit late. NCC Day. Very disciplined. Ma'am gave us yet ANOTHER lecture. Malay. History. Recess. English. Science (I got a fucking distinction. whoa.)

Slack after school. Played guitar, ate, went to Energy Effeciency Course, didn't understand a thing. Walk around town to find bus 16 bus stop. Took 14. Went to Katong Shopping Centre. Walked to TK with Elyasa (He wanted to look at girls in TK). Looked like Temasek Sec students.

School. Slacked, played around with Elyasa's friends and look at Sec 2 NP platoon/squad. Went to Bedok Interchange with Elyasa. Joan and Ying Ling same bus. Kept saying aloud, "Elyasa likes (...) and (...) dump him."

Went home. Drank 100Plus. Scared little brother with belt, and he actually got scared and obeyed to keep quiet. Bathed, ate ice cream, chatted, got told that I had a hot and sexy voice. When (that person who told me I had a sexy voice) signed out she said, "Bye sexyyy" I replied the same thing, jokingly. Then she said. It would be better if you said it in real life.

Okay, now how cool is that? Seriously, I don't want to go to SYF tomorrow. I might cry and embarrass myself.

I'm so fucking insecure...

Prediction

2006-06-29T20:32:00.000+08:00

I have a prediction:

After the end-of-year exams, Mrs Goh says(with a look of reluctancy), "Fourth top in class for physics is...Azri." I go up to take my paper and I'll say, "In your face."

Well, that's about it.

Today

2006-06-28T20:06:00.000+08:00

Okay, I'm exhausted. But I'll type out this post anyway.

Woke up at around six fifteen and bathed and changed and packed bag. Waited for slow idiots who did not want to be named (Nadhirah) to come down and headed for school. Went to class, did the usual talk before going downstairs routine, then...had to buy new socks because my socks ware low. Rules DO suck, agree?

Went up to class and...luckily Mdm Goo wasn't there (I'd be asked why I was late. And very luckily, Maths was just one period. I just love one-period-long Maths.

After that was PE. Basically, we ran, ran and played some stupid ball-passing game and right before the lesson ended, I was called by Mr Singh to help demonstrate some passing crap, which I did not do really well. I know I suck at catching/passing balls.

Literature. Pretty slack, just had to take down some notes. And, Kevin (not a real person...at least I think he's not real), I know pretty much how you feel.

Recess. Don't have to say much here now, do I?

First lesson of D&T. Basically, D&T totally ROCKS for the two reasons: My register number is even and well, it's fun. Got to design some photoframe or something like that. We will get to keep it but...I'll save it for a special photo of someone special. Too bad I don't have that person now.

IT. Flash is actually quite easy. If Alex is teaching you and you aren't giving a damn to what the teacher said during the class. Made some stupid looking animations of a stickman exploding, a soldier getting hit by a helicopter, so on and so forth.

PW. Pretty much slacked and left for lunch break continued by training for NCC Day.

Ma'am was really pissed with us. I shall not state the reason why because I'm a man of honour. Then did drills, slacked a little bit, drills, drills...Now here's the most significant part of the training. Someone (I will not reveal the name because I'm a man of honour) was looking at TKGS girls and said "Whoo" and that caused us to get pumped FORTY!!! Now how cool is that? At that point of time, really really uncool. We had to do forty (SLOWLY) push-ups on the rough tile, not to mention the part where the sun was burning the floor thus literally frying our (and my beloved) palms. Ouch. They're still red now. Then we did some more drills and did a rehearsal for NCC Day. A few times. Apparently sing-shouting the national anthem and staying still for one and a half hours really makes you tired. And to top it off, we had to do ANOTHER forty push-ups because of the unstated event above. Then we were finally dismissed.

Went home and now I'm blogging this crap out.

Care

2006-06-27T21:35:00.000+08:00

I was just thinking...
how nice it would be if someone actually cared about me.

Change

2006-06-26T22:19:00.000+08:00

Well, I've decided.

Drawing is going to be my passion, and therefore, I shall work really really really hard and hope that one day my mom will come back with the most needed artist tool: a tablet. But an XBox 360 will do just fine though.

Starting tomorrow, I'm a full-fledged studier (I really hope I can live up to this promise).

First bleeding day of the bleeding school term

2006-06-26T17:07:00.000+08:00

Well, it wasn't THAT bloody. It was actually rather enjoyable.

Except for te part that others changed their seats and I didn't. Damn, I hate sitting at the front.

First, I woke up at five am (to pack my bag) and then I had breakfast and read Angels and Demons, until the stupidly slow siblings got ready for school, thus causing me to arrive school just in time which did not give me the chance of changing my fucking place.

Sang that song, the pledge, and that stupid song, and I tried my best not to laugh as I always did on Mondays when Gerald, Alex and me would usually make fun of the school song (but didn't do it today because there was a girl in front of me). Then came the oh-so-fucked-up hair and attire check. I passed all mainly because my beloved sideburns are gone...Stupid barber.

Then was that half-an-hour period with Mrs Stickbanger(aka Mrs Tan). She scolded us and all the usuall crap and all that and the usual "This is the new term and you better buck up" speech. We had to change the bloody timetable!!! NOOOO!!! Now my favourite day has Maths in it. Shit.

Next was Maths. Quite slack but, since it's Maths, it went by slooooooooooowly. Learned some stupid angle crap thing.

Then was "PE", which did not involve much physical stuff, just checking height and weight. And I found out that I grew by one cm! Yay me! Now I'm as tall as Clayton and Timothy (never thought I would see the day).

Recess...Not much to explain here. Just ate, drank and chatted...with Iwaki. How cool is that!

Then erm...Music. Before I went to the auditorium however, I sneaked something onto someone's table (you should know who you are).

Then was Science. Newbie teacher's gonna learn to teach us. Yay...FINALLY A VICTIM. Ms Edison. I made a really mean joke, and she just happened to be behind me. Dang. I turned around and asked Huimin, "She's Ms Edison right? So where's Mr Thomas?" Lame, I know, but mean. And I'm actually enjoying Chemistry. Wow.

English, well, being english was...fun? weird? Ms Chong-ey? So we had to do some weird explanation thing, and Suresh was inside our group. Well, when we told Suresh that some 2C-ians drank beer, he was like "Oh my god...How come so young drink beer?" Cynthia told me sort of the same thing last night but Suresh, being Suresh, kept repeating it over and over and over and over and over (well, you get the idea).

Then was Malay. YEE-HAW! Finally...Mdm Sarina is back, and not some noob teacher who has a grudge against me. And since 2D was also there, we got to spend the whole two periods making profiles...or sort of.

Then dismissed. Took bus with Elyasa and found out that one should not eat two packets of Chachos Cheese followed by a bottle of Vanilla Coke. It'll upset the stomach. I walked all the way back home from Bedok Centre, and passed my old school. Man, I miss that lame place...

Also, she likes the thing I snuck onto her table and well...that made me really, really, really glad. :D

Angry

2006-06-24T14:23:00.000+08:00

You really hate someone when:

1- You never ever EVER want to have anything to do with them
2- You feel like you want to kill them in the most painful way known to man
3- You want to kill them for being related to you
4- When you're in a really happy mood but the moment you find out they MSN-ed one of your best friends (who doesn't even know them), you get so peeved you actually pulled out some of your hair
5- When they can easily ruin our day just by talking to you (or saying "hi there")
6- When they manage to turn you into a demon

Well, there's a lot more but right now I'm way too angry to say anything.

Now for the second part of this post.

Have any of you ever felt like you just want to RIP SOMONE'S BLOODY FUCKING LIMBS OFF AND BEAT THE HELL OUT OF HIM/HER WITH THEM AND POURING SALT ALL OVER THEIR WOUNDS AND TEARING OUT THEIR SKULL WITH THEIR SPINE ATTATCHED TO IT AND WHIP THEM AND BURN THEM SLOWLY AND POURING MAGGOTS OVER THEIR STILL LIVING BODY AND DOING IT ALL OVER AGAIN??!!

I know I have.

Haircut

2006-06-22T10:17:00.000+08:00

NONONONO!!! I have to cut my hair today. After my last haircut, I have an undying fear of barbers (esp those who make you look damn stupid).

What is so wrong about having long(-ish) hair?

Dammit.

Happy Song

2006-06-21T19:28:00.000+08:00

I am really special 'cause there's only one of me
Look at my smile
I'm so damn happy that people are jealous of me
When I'm sad and lonely
I like to sing this song
It cheers me up
It chills me that I won't be sad for long

Oh oh oh

I'm so happy I can barely breathe
Puppy dogs
Sugar frogs
And kittens' baby teeth
Watch out all you mothers
I'm happy it's hardcore
Happy as a cute bump boar
Twenty dollar whore

A-a-a-ah

I am really special 'cause there's only one of me
Look at my smile
I'm so damn happy that people are jealous of me
These are my love handles
And this is my style
But if you tip me over then
Momma's gonna knock you I'll

I'm special
I'm happy
I'm gonna heave
Welcome to my happy world
Now get your shit and leave

I'm happy
I'm good

I'm outta here
Screw you

Sappy

2006-06-21T13:58:00.000+08:00

Aww...I've grown so damn mushy. Lol. What do I mean by mushy? I mean listening to sappy love songs like 'My Heart Will Go On' and actually tearing because it's emotional. Lol.

OMG!!! I've turned gay (not much change there, boy)!

Joking, joking.

Anyway, here's a pic of me South-Park-ified:

And here is what we did yesterday:

Pump It

2006-06-21T08:33:00.000+08:00

LOL. Take a look at this:

Funny. Right?

Survive

2006-06-20T00:49:00.000+08:00

This is what I have been survivng on for the past few days:

MSN
Sandwiches (or nothing)

That's about it. Lol.

Toodles ;) (that was pretty gay)

Tagged...yet again

2006-06-19T13:10:00.000+08:00

Okay...I'll have to do this AGAIN.

Eight characteristics of my dream guy/girl.

My ideal girl would be this:

ONE
Girl-next-door type of girl

TWO
Has to accept me for who I am

THREE
Will tell me my mistakes face to face

FOUR
Kind, caring type of person. Not saddistic or anything

FIVE
Has a nice personality

SIX
Really adorable

SEVEN
Cute

EIGHT
'Natural'. I hate fakes

Now...My ideal guy would be...

ONE
C'mon, you didn't think that I would have an ideal guy, did you???

Okay...I'm gonna tag almost everyone on my links. Which is...
Cheryl
Clayton
Cynthia
Jamie
Joan
Justin
Kai Wei
Rachel

Enjoy.

Swing

2006-06-18T18:39:00.000+08:00

Sometimes you're up. :)

And sometimes you're down. :(

If you're like that, you are suffering from this little thing called mood swings, as am I. For example, yesterday I was really depressed but now I'm not really sad. Or happy. Neutral. 5th of April 2006 I was probably the happiest man on earth. But I've found out that

life's like that.

So...after all the 'counselling' with (insert name if you had 'counselled' me before), I've finally gotten it through that oh-so-thick skull of mine that...(I really hate to admit this)I was wrong. And that I should be the one who controls my life, and not allow life to control me.

So...to keep up this neutral/happy mood, I shall distract myself with Youtube, crapping and making music video parodies.

Maybe I should go kayaking sometime. Anyone wanna come? Call/SMS me.

And One - Linkin Park

2006-06-18T13:09:00.000+08:00

And One
Linkin Park
Hybrid Theory

Where should I start
Disjointed heart
I've got no commitment
To my own fllesh and blood

Left all alone
Far from my home
No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart, I

Keep it locked up inside

Cannot express
To the point I've regressed
If anger's a gift then I guess I've been blessed, I

Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies

It's too late
To love me now
You have never shown me
It's too late
To love me now
You don't take a word in

Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release(Break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace(Me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release(Too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace

Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies

Breaking a part of my heart to find release(Break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace(Me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release(Too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace

Keep my distance
Keep my distance
Keep my distance
Keep my distance

Spit drips from the jaw of witless witness
Cryptic colloquailism shifts your midrift
Dark all I do embark the shadows
Involved with my thought catalog, analogue, rap catalog
Keep my distance, and fear resistance, hurt by persistance
The twisted web of tangled lies
Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste
And I'm forced to face these hate crimes
Against the state of being
Feeling the weight- less -ness pressed between the ceiling
Reeling around room
Riding a bubble of sound proof
It's the frequency making you
S-shake with every boom
Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste
And I'm forced to face these hate crimes
Against the state of being
Feeling the weight- less -ness pressed between the ceiling
Reeling around room
Riding a bubble of sound proof
It's the frequency making you
S-shake with every boom
Involuntary muscle contraction
Ignoring and drinking musical gas fume eupohria
The sound pounds to make the dead flush
To have you a head rush with red rhymes and said stuff

PW Meeting

2006-06-17T20:41:00.000+08:00

So today we had a last minute arrangement for PW meeting. I woke up at 8.30 then bathed and met Justin and Clayton outside Bedok Marketplace.

From there we went to Bedok Center and slacked at Burger King. Gerald found us, unfortunately. Then we played at the playground. Accidentally kicked Clayton 'there' and he chased me. Then Justin tried to do to me what Elyasa did to Wafiy. He grabbed me and swung me and all of a sudden slammed my back on the ground. Ouch. I really couldn't breathe. Then I barely managed to tell Justin that. Then he helped me up and slowly I managed to breathe again. That experience was down right scary.
Bought bubble tea and made our way to my house.

Walked past my primary school and took the route I always took to my house. Then when we reached there Gerald and Clayton were like "Huh? At Tanah Merah so fast?" So we played at the playground outside my house for a really short time and went to my house. Went straight to my room and turned the laptop on. Fooled around then finally went to the kitchen.

Made the first prototype of our product. The we need more ingredients so we went to Shop N Save to buy meat. Bought lunch and ate at my house. Made our second prototype. Went to my room and slacked while I tried to sleep. Then they went home.

Sigh...

Yesterday

2006-06-17T18:00:00.000+08:00

Yesterday
All my troubles seem so far away
But now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh I believe
In yesterday

Suddenly
I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
How yesterday
Came suddenly

Why she had to go I don't know
She wouldn't say
Is there
Something wrong how I loved her yesterday

Yesterday
Love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh I believe
In yesterday

Shit

2006-06-16T21:07:00.000+08:00

Shit. Life is just another one of those motherfucking shitty hellholes that you are forced to live in. I just really really really hate my life.

Does anyone happen to have a gun or something?

Now I really just feel like killing myself. Really.

I'm just another loser. Except that I'm the biggest one of them all. I'm a - oh fuck it.

Will someone just please, for God's sake, kill me???