she's a fallen angel


the below paragraph is written specially for my brother as his homecoming present. XD

"mY bRoThEr CoMiN' BaCk ToMoLo Le WoRx! hE sUrE bEcOmE vErY tAnNeD dE. NoT fAiR! *sObx SoBx* aNd SeReNa WiLlIaMs WoN tHe AuStRaLiA oPeN wOrX! sHo SaD fOr LiNdSaY dAvEnPoRt wOrX. *sObX* hAhAx. aND i dUn WaN LlEyTon hEwItT to Win ToMoLO. iF hE wIn, i DonT wAnNa tO wAtCh TeNnIs Le. cOs I dOnT lIke hIm. hE sO uGlY dE. hAhAx. sO mArAt SaFiN bEtTeR wIn WoRx. lOlX."

-grins. the original version is below:

"serena williams won the australia open. i would prefer it if lindsay davenport had won though. hey, serena williams already had 6 grand slams titles prior to this match okay. and she's only 23. she ought to give lindsay, who's already 28, a chance. selfish kid. =x but, nonetheless, i'm happy. =)

marat safin is playing against lleyton hewitt tomorrow. DIE HEWITT DIE. okay lah. dont die. just dont win. XD"

gee. i'm getting bo-liaoer by the day.


with a devilish streak.

one prozac a day,


GAAAAAAAAAAH. andy roddick lost. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. i hate lleyton hewitt. i hate him. i hate him. i HATE HATE HATE him. that curly-hair freak who DOESNT have a sense of originality. the shirt that he wore today was what roger federer ALWAYS wore. except that federer's shirt has sleeve. and hewitt's shoes is exactly the same as federer's as well. COPYCATCURLY-HAIR FREAK. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. i hope marat safin beat him on sunday's finals. GO SAFIN! YOU CAN DO IT! after all, you beat roger federer. what is hewitt to you? XD

andy roddick is so so so nice. like, the nicest player i've ever seen so far. he actually appluaded whenever hewitt gets a fine point. did you see hewitt doing that? NO. all hewitt do is roar, "COME ON!" GAAAAAAAAAAH. even the commentator commented that roddick has great sportsmanship okay. see? its not a lopsided view. =) roddick is funny as well. i like him. XD

i like daniel nabandian as well. in fact, i like EVERY player who have played against hewitt. uh-huh. XD

and maria whateverherlastnameis is irritating as well. but at least she has looks to make up for her shouts, grunts and snarls on court. unlike hewitt. -snorts.

0kay. i'm now officially tennis-crazy. XD

btw, i'm actually on the freaking band committee. like, WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. ME. BAND COMMITTEE. if i cant control myself, i may be able to actually laugh myself to death. WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

okay. i'm not just tennis crazy. i'm just crazy. period. XD


husband's a cpa.

i may not be that perfect son,


look, when i SMILE at people, i expect to be smiled back at. but, i'm okay if you didnt do that. really. maybe a little pissed, but overall, i'm fine with it. but to 'DIAO' at me when i smile at you is something that i cant stand. like, hello? i AM your senior. and even though i dislike hate you, i still smile at you. cant you treat me with the same, i donno, respect? dont think you're that smart, that big, that perfect, pearlyn. 'cause you are NOT. and from today onwards, dont expect me to give you face anymore. from today onwards, i dont care if you're my friend's sister or anything. from today onwards, i'm going to make your life a living hell whenever I can. and i walk my talk. watch your back. i may be small, but i'm not one to be trifled with. THANK YOU.

and, please. STOP using devotion to beat around the bush to scold us. devotion is meant to be a time for God. Him and no one else. so stop using devotion to tell us to abide by your every single rule. and the thing about chapel. really. i'd have thought that God would want us to be full + happy while going down for chapel instead of hungry + sulky. to put it simply, you have NO RIGHT to cut off our recess just like that. what if we faint of hunger because we didnt have time to eat? are you going to take the responsibility? no? i thought so.

and mr. ng, stop harping on the fact that the flutes cost us the competition two years ago. even though i'm not a flutist, i really feel for them. that thing happen TWO freaking years ago and i'm pretty sure that they DIDNT want, DIDNT meant to make that mistake. but unfortunately, they did. but, so? which human doesnt make mistakes, you tell me? if we were to be condemmed for every mistake we did, life would be, i donno, suckier than it already is? so why dont you just let it go? and stop misusing the word 'effort.' putting in effort DOESNT mean that you'll get the result you one. an idiot could have put in all his effort and get 0 marks for an exam whereas a genius could have put in 0 perfect of his effort and still get full marks. you get the meaning now? should i use another analogy? say, YOU could have put in 0 percent of your effort and get the perfect pitch because you're an experienced player while some sec 1 could have put in all his effort and get the wrong pitch because, while, he's inexperienced, he cant play etc. etc. etc. GET IT? so dont go, "you didnt put in enough effort" everytime and then. because, really, the pepole who really knows whether we have give our best is God and ourselves. i used to love-hate thing with you. but now, i guessed its all replaced by hate. because, frankly speaking, you've gone too far. -pauses. way too far.


but y'all will be rockin' when i'm done.

something we'll never have again, i know,


i've been reading my testimonials over the past two days. and haha, i feel so loved can? haha. a BIG thank you to ALL who have written. you guys + gals rock. XD

and I know liverpool lost. STOP harping on it. anybody caught tagging my board with liverpool's lost will be fined given the death penalty. okay. you wouldnt die. you'll just be wishing that you're dead. ha-ha. but, of course, i'm just kidding (like always). my blog supports democracy. you're MOST WELCOMED to tag about anything, anytime, anywhere. XD

btw, i want hewitt to be out of the aussie open. that stupid curly hair freak. i HATE him. gah.

and that guy who play against roger federer today was so cute. he had this goofy smile plastered on his face and he's like, "ooo. i'm play against roger federer!", "ooo. i won a game against him!", "ooo. i made him make an error!". you get the idea. =) but whatever it is, i want roger federer to be out as well. 'cause i wanna andy roddick to win! and lets be realistic lah, roddick cant with federer around. uh-huh.


i guess i really, really know.

tell me what makes a man,


THOUGHT OF THE DAY: why do nice guys fall for blah girls?

take Z for example. he falls for this girl. this girl falls for him. and yet, when asked, this girl denied having anything to do with Z. instead, she said that it was just wild rumours started by Z. ouch.

and X's girlfriend is such a bitch at times, thinking that its her right that X should be a slave to her. but, X fared better than Q. at least X's girl is only bitchy AT TIMES. Q's girl, as far as i've seen, is practically a bitch every single time. in fact, Q's girl is like, the cover girl for the saying, "dont judge a book by its cover." and O's girl isnt exactly miss. unbitch either (thought it seemed as though everybody else think otherwise). then again, O isnt really a very nice guy. ha-ha. but, still, he deserves better lah.

but, there're exceptions of course. -coughs, -coughs, -clear throat & -nudge, -nudge, -wink are both perfectly nice people (good-looking to boot as well - i envy their kids next time) and they definitely deserve each other. XD

and HA. you are NOT thinking who i'm thinking. that is, the person you think i'm talking about is NOT the person i'm talking about. and dont bother asking me who are they. my mouth is sealed. i mean, my life is at stake leh!

and no, i'm not jealous of those girls. why should i be? i've a God who loves me. what more can i ask for? XD


wanna give you all his heart.

it can happen to anyone of us,


this year's school magazine is ugly. and we did NOT donate 300 dollars to the school. the 300 dollars was taken from us by force. and they recycled 2003's cross country pictures. haha.

anyway, everybody changed a lot since 2002, huh? everybody's shirt was so in then. oh, and the way we wore our socks, you'd have thought that we were going to soccer. and the guys' hair was so flat that you could have mistaken it for a plate. -smiles wryly.

i've a short attention span. hence the template change. =)


anyone you think of.

and i dont trust you 'cause everytime you're here,


okay. i admit. the language in the previous entry was too explict. r21 in fact. but i was in a foul mood what. and when I am in a foul mood, I speak foul languages and do foul things. so, yeah.

by the way, unknown to most, my classroom actually leaks water. uh-huh. two BIG drops fell onto me yesterday when i was doing the noticeboard. the first time it happened, i thought it was jesslyn's saliva. then i corrected it to a more reasonable explanation - jesslyn's sweat. but then i look at jesslyn's forehead, which was perfectly dry. HA. the second time, i thought it was the paint. i nearly screamed at the thought of that okay. my arm is already painty enough. in fact, by the time i finished, i looked as thought i'd just attempte suicide. thrice. or maybe more.

and unknown to ME, one of the pillar of my class, i donno, had partly disappeared, showcasing us its naked inside ( + pipe). the lousy materials my school is made of. to think that j block is actually the newest block. which is not going to be tear down. how i pity the future faith 4-1ers. i hope the building dont collaspe while they are in it. they'd better pray hard.

DEAF and DEATH. how is their pronounciation different? kind of interesting huh? i got it when i walked past hope 5-2. richard chia wrote that down on the board. see? that should be the kind of english lessons we should be getting. learning how to pronounce. not doing comprehesions nor compostions, which is a total waste of time. because, really, those never repeat itself. its ENGLISH, for goodness sake. not that i'm saying i want richard chia as my teacher of course. i would spend my whole lesson controlling my laughter instead of paying attention.

uh, okay. i dont pay attention in any classes. at all. maybe a few concepts here and there, but, that's all. most of the time i just fix my eyes on a particular spot and zonk out. i know, i'm supposed to work hard and all, but, -smiles wryly, let's just say that it will be a cold day in Hell before that happens.


your intentions are unclear.

monday, i was feeling fine,


WARNING: VERY EXPLICT LANGUAGE AHEAD. =)

fuck all the teachers who always want us to sing that fucking anthem so damn fucking loudly. hello? there are MANY different ways of showing our fucking respect, fucking pride & fucking love for our nation. like cheering them on in the tiger cup competition. and like keeping still and NOT moving when the fucking anthem is being played. which, most unfortunately, i dont see you fuckers doing. pratice what you preach my dears. you tell us not to move, you move. you tell us to sing, you dont sing. like, what the fuck? and fuck you mr. chow. you dont have to show off your fuckingly wonderful tenor voice every single fucking day. many of us have fuckingly wonderful soprano/alto/tenor/bass voices as well. you dont see us showing it off, dont we? and fuck joanne wong as well. whats so fucking terrible about laughing that you forbid us to do so every single fucking time. "a cheerful heart is good medicine" and when you're cheerful, you LAUGH. you SMILE. and that is from proverbs 17:22. its a BIBLE VERSE. dont think you're the only one who can back up every single fucking thing you do with a verse from the Bible. I can do it too. and fuck your fucking school rules, which, in case you didnt know, is fuckingly unreasonable and illogical. CHANGE with the fucking times, you fucking fucker. NOBODY tucks in their shirt, pull up their socks/pants/ to the maximum anymore. no one flattens their hair to the minimum anymore. NOBODY. except that fucking bunch of mighty losers over there.

speaking about the mighty losers (not all are losers though. there are some lovely winners inside), i have plenty to say as well. especially for one fucker. look, let's not pretend anymore. i cant stand you and you can stand me. full-stop. btw, i maybe be a bad lil' girl. with the tuck-out shirt, pulled-down socks, messy hair etc. etc. etc, but i'm certainly not a fucking thief. and neither are my bunch of friends. get that inside your fucking head. you're supposed to be fucking smart, arent you huh? you used to boast, okay, lets be honest, HINT about it, didnt you? if you're so afraid of getting into trouble with that fucking faggot principal, then quit your fucking board lah. but, oh, ha-ha! our lil' miss fucking loser wouldnt want to do that, wont she? so stop your, "we're sorry. but we have no fucking choice. we've to do our fucking jobs, even if we hate it." stuff. and this applies to all fuckers out there who always like to use that as a fucking excuse to, i donno, control us and yet not lose us at friends at the same time. and fuck the stuff about what, "we are students, but they are not us. so whatever we do, we cannot let them know." like, -rolls eyes. you are you, the fucking losers. and we are us, the winners. we are not you, yes. but you are not us either. thank you.

and fuck you mr. ng. let me tell you something. i can play every fucking note as loud as you want it. if you let me breathe after every fucking note. but, as both of us know, that cannot happen. so, shut your fucking mouth about the loudness. and, fuck it. i DID play ok? dont wrongly accuse me, thank you.

-stares. sorry for the explict language. but, -shrugs. i need to let off some steam.


tuesday, you were on my mind.

i hear you talking,


i know what i'm going to do when i officially become a sweet sixteener this coming august 20.

i'm going to watch a nc16 film. if there's no nc16 film available then, i shall buy a nc16 vcd/dvd. i could just picture the scenario:

movie ticketer/vcd/dvd saleswoman/man/transsexual: it's a nc16 film you know.
me: i know.
the person: but you're underage.
me: i'm not.
the person: then show me your ic.
me: (shows the person my ic)
the person: 20th august 198... 9. uh, okay. here's your ticket/disc.
me: to the person: thank you. to my friends: see, i told you i looked young. XD

-beams. fun right? it gets better if there's a nc16 film and i'm celebrating my birthday with my primary school gang. 'cause by 20th august, EVERYBODY is sixteen, save for rinna (if the boys dont go out with us that is. if they are, then save for rinna + edwin. but, let's just presume that its' a girls night out). then we shall all abandon ditch her and go catch the film. -beams. and she will have her own free time to fantasize about her, how do we put it, "good sister (or is it sisters? =X)." XD okay lah rinna, i will be kind. i will roll you up and put you in my bag and sneak you in. happy? lol.

by the way, man u's win is a FLUKE. that goal wouldnt have went in if dudek had been awake. if i was rooney, i would not even celebrate. i would be stunned that it went in. but, rooney, being that cocky little ass he is, wouldnt do that of course. and that answers your tag alvin. XD

and dudek should be eternally grateful for the fact that his manager is a certain mr. nice guy called rafael benitez. had it been another mr. manager called sir alex ferguson, more than two thousand boots would have flown towards him by now. but, of course, i'm just kidding.

and did you notice that a player who performs badly while playing against another team always perform well against liverpool? first forlan, and now this carroll. no wonder he started the game. i could just picture the scenario in alex ferguson's head during his team selection:

ferguson's head's voice no.1: carroll is shit lah. he nearly make us lose the game at totteham. thank goodness that the refree is the blind. so, i think i should put howard.
ferguson's head's voice no.2: (in a faggotish voice) but, but, but.. forlan also very shit what. but when he play against liverpool then he sooooo powerful leh. so i think you better put carroll. maybe he is like forlan.
voice no. 1: hmm. you're right. anyway, no harm done what. whether he plays or not, i'm going to sack him. better is let him play, then make him think he very good, then i will drop the bombshell on him by telling him, a la donald trump's style, "you're fired!" -evil laugh.
voice no. 2: oh, you naughty boy. -giggles.

HA. but i doubt fergie's brain is gay faggot. and i doubt his brain speaks singlish as well. HA.


well, it's my turn now.

free your inner soul,


HA. dont worry. i ain't blogging about liverpool's loss (though i've got plenty to say about it). i'm blogging for my friends!

PEI SHAN: happy sweeeeeeet sixteen. *may you stay as short as you're now forever. -grins. may all your wishes and dreams come true. -beams.

ELIZABETH: happy sweeeeeeet sixteen. *may you skip band as often as i do. -grins. may all your wishes and dreams come true as well. -beams.

*its NOT good manners to, uh, suan people during their birthdays lah.


and break away from tradition.

she's seen all the classics,


i wont waste my precious 10bucks (to quote jia hui, "10 bucks can buy me 5 packets of chicken rice leh!") on something i dont need and that's that. i have my own freakin' straits times at home COMPLETE with the freakin' classified section which, contrary to popular belief, is NOT useless. it can be used for things like whacko, wiping windows etc. etc. etc. the other sections could not be used to the above purposes because, gee, people read them (thus, you cant take them away). NOBODY (or at least none that i know of) reads classified. so, i dont see why i should waste my precious 10 bucks on a straits time paper without classified. and i really dont care about the in thingy. you see, i like love sharing. and so does everyone else. they wont mind sharing the in thingy with me, i'm sure. well, even if they do, i will make sure that they dont. gah.

anyway, i now have a grand total of 99 testimonials! i just need ONE more to cross the century mark. -grins. so, -nudge, i hope someoneS out there get the hint. the person who hits the lucky 100 will get 10 testimonials for me in return. -beams.

and i want to watch charlie and the chocolate factory.and lemony snicket's series of unfortunate events.and mr. & mrs. smith. and the pink panther. and hide and seek. and yay. 2005 is going to be filled with movies. anybody wanna join me in movie watching? XD

oh, and i NEED to grow taller. my height is tired of being made fun of. and my ego is getting tired of getting deboosted. =( and i need to get my wonderfully loud voice back soon. its time to starting tigressing. -snarls.


she knows every line.

like an echo pedal you're repeating yourself,


PROS of ipod shuffle:

- CHEAP.
- tiny.
- light.
- 512mb/1gb.
- white.
- can hang around neck (ie. CAN SHOW OFF!!!)
- 12hr battery life.
- skip-free playback.

CONS of ipod shuffle:

- no display screen. =(
- no radio.
- doesnt look ipody.
- cheap (more ppl will buy it - i wanna be exclusive lah, not inclusive).

PROS of ipod mini:

- got display screen.
- looks ipody.
- expensive (few ppl will buy it. lols).
- can carve name.
- got games.

CONS of ipod mini:

- EXPENSIVE.
- colours are ugly.
- 4gb.
- no radio.
- 8hr batter life.
- 25min skip free.

AH-HA. i will get the ipod shuffle then. XD


you know it all by heart.

well i know that you think you're the star,


unknown to most of us, gm just crossed another milestone (lim yan hock's term. not mine.) this week. after all, when was the last time we had the freakingly irritating attire/hair/whatever check TWICE in a week? can't think of a last time? that's because there wasnt one, i'm sure. gah!

really, i DONT get the whole point in this attire check. in MY opinion, our attires look drop dead gorgeous. ultra-ly hip and cool. unlike the sorry bunch of well, mighty losers over at the other side. OH, now i get it. its' because they're jealous and the only way to make themselves feel better is to, surprise!, make us feel like them. heard of the saying, "if you cant beat them, join them"? well. i'd bet that they have a similiar saying which probably goes something like, "if we cant beat them, we get them to join us." -shrugs.

seriously, if you're jealous, just quit. just quit and you can be ultra-ly hip and cool like us. but, you guys wouldnt want that wont you? quit, and you would have no more power, no more control over us, the lesser beings. quit, and you would become the shit of the teachers' eyes, instead of the apple. and, well, you guys dont want that right? has.

you're probably reading this - which i think you are (in fact, i think you always have been), but, do i look as if i care? as i've always said, as long as i didnt state any names, no matter how obvious my hints are, you CANT assume that i'm talking about you, simply because i didnt say so. but, i digress.

i tweaked the blog here and there. -grins. i now have archives. wishlist. events. and my linkies are back. yays. =)

by the way, i hate that ren ci's monk. that attention-seeking *faggot-looking monk. what's so amazing about the stunts he do anyway? just because he's a monk, everybody is going, "waaaaaaah." -rolls eyes.

and, apparently, mark is leaving. -smiles wryly. let us all cross our fingers and hope that that comes true, kays? singapore can do with one less faggot and so can gm. and DEFINITELY so can faith 4-1.

faith 4-1. sounds so... prim and proper. =( but, ha, the name definitely doesnt reflect what the class is. we are anything BUT prim and proper (save for a few). XD

*one of my new year's resolutions is to stop calling gays, well, gays. 'cause being gay isnt something to be gayful about. so, yeah. faggot is going to be MY word of the year.


a pill-poppin' jukebox is all that you are.

that's what i go to school for,


silly me. i forgot to gloat about my edusave scholarship thingy. XD i got a freakin' 500 bucks! -beams. my mini i-pod seems so near now. YAY. but the colours all look so awful. boosie.

and the layout is black because its school time. black = mourning, get it? you can take it as i'm mourning for the victims of the tsunami if you like as well. i'm certainly not that big-hearted though. >.< well, at least i'm honest, unlike the roy guy from man u. =x

school is rollyeyesie. the only time i enjoyed myself is when i go around asking people the finger and animal question. XD i know. i'm such a rolleyesie. but, its fun. -claps hands. goodness, i sound so retard.

and i lost 2kg. -rubs hands in glee. YAY.


even though it is a real bore.

You are the Way,


i just read xiaxue's latest post and the comments following thereafter. i wanted to comment but, well. apparently preaching comments are no longer allowed (if you think about it, why should she ban it? it does her and other free thinkers no good but it does them NO HARM either. that goes to show one thing - deep down inside, she knows that she's wrong. but instead of accepting it, she denied it.), and thus, i respect her decision. and decided to preach here instead. hahas.

when i first read the part about blind faith, a verse jumped into my mind, even though i've to admit, i aint no bible reader. anyway, here's the verse from hebrews 11:1 - "now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see." yep. that pretty much sums the blind faith thingy. uh-huh.

and when us Christians try to convert you, it's actually 'cause we care for you. really. if not, why, despite all those criticisim, hatred, we still try? we can just give up, stand at one said and watch as you walk the way to Hell. its as simple as that. converting people takes time. it takes effort. it takes a whole damn lot of skin, damnit!

and its barnabAs. looks like she didnt know alot about Christianity despite what she said huh?

after the tsunamis, there were questions like, "why on earth did God make that to happen?" and stuff like that. but, who are we to question God? He always have a purpose for everything He does man. its sounds, oh heck, it is cliche, but, -shurgs, that's the truth. or maybe its a sign as pointed out in luke 21. a sign of the end of the ages.

and please, Catholicsm is not the same as Christianity. if you really go read up about Catholicsm, you will find that it is totally different from Christianity. for one thing, they think that Mary can like, help us curry favour with God? go read up more if you're interested.

and the da vinci code is a plain piece of shit. no, wait. it is not just a plain piece of shit. it is a f***ing piece of bullshit. the same can be said for angels and demons. as well as dan brown. HA.

i realised something sometime last week. if _____ (blank because i dont know what to call these people. buddhists or taoists? or buddhataoists?) believe in recarnation, then, gee, why on earth do they burn all those stuff like hell notes, cars for? do you need to pay in order to be recarnated? do you need to drive to a centre to get recarnated? and also, why hell notes? why not heaven notes? you mean we arent able to go heaven at all? and really, i thought Hell is a place for suffering? then how come they have things like houses and stuff? -scratches head. contradicting, huh?

to all people who believe in recarnation: "okay. so why dont you try to be a Christian in this life? in that way, if you're wrong, you can still get a second chance, right? there's no harm man." my friend once retorted with, "what if you dont remember?" well, i didnt rebutt him/her/it then. but, really, even if you were a _____, you also wont remember right?

to all people who doesnt believe in God: "okay. be a Christian. if there's no God, when you die, you are safe and sound. but if there's a God, AH-HA! that's it, you are dead dead."

i aint trying to convert anyone here in case you are wondering. the above two paragraphs were told to me by my brother. so, -shrugs.

another thing that my brother told me? charles darwin asked for his Bible at his deathbed. HA. so the guy who had practically spent his whole life arguing about the simple thing of Creation ends up turning to it and his deathbed. lol. sorry that i might sound sadist, but really, LOL.

dinosaurs. ice age. some people ask us Christians to explain all these. well, they EXIST. oh really? uh-huh. but the Bible didnt say they exist. but, honey, didnt you get it? the Bible didnt say they didnt exist as well.

thats told to me by my brother again btw.

and another thing i cant stand? people who dont believe in God going, "oh my God." or "oh God." or "God." or "my God" or... you get it. RIGHT. since you dont believe in God, then why use His name? ironical isnt it? and buddhists shouldnt use that either. they should use, "oh my buddha." and muslims, "oh my allah." it would be more apporiate isnt it?

sorry if i might sound very preachy (or out of point/rude if you prefer) here, but, -shrugs. that's the way i am. i might not act very Christiany everyday (or at all if you prefer) but if someone dares to mock God or Christianity or Christians, i will NOT take it lying down. i will stand up for my fellow Christians. i will stand up for MY God. so think twice before you tag anything against this entry. thank you.


the Truth and the Life.

i'll spread my wings and i'll learn how to fly,


my first day of school is over.
YAY.
no.
boo.
'cause that's it.
that's the beginning of the end.
end of the relaxation,
fun.
and everything else.
gah.

i miss sec 1 the most.
mr. peck rocks. X)
the class rocks too.
honestly speaking however,
i wont miss sec 2.
save for its' classroom.
dont ask me why.
sec 3 life was cool.
bladder problem, anyone?

and i like love my present classroom.
'cause i have to go a long way to the toilet.
and i can peep in every class that i pass by.
yeah.
i'm such a kaypo kia.

i grabbed the last row seat.
again.
three cheers for me.
the back for 4 consecutive years.
-grins.

pin hua and anna are in front of us.
jing yi and reny (my darling!) are beside.
my only regret?
esther is so far away from me.
my darling mother. =(

sec 4.
my final year in gm.
time flies.
i'm getting old.

four years ago, i was still in good ol' fengshan.
good ol' 6b.
with my good ol' friends.

four years ago, i didnt mugged for my psle.
and i got a freaking 226.
way below expectations.
uh-huh.

four years on.
i hope i would not make the same mistake again.
yep.
wait.
not hope.
i WONT.

this is my new year resolution for the year. =)


i'll do what it takes till i touch the sky.

and i just can't contain,


warning: bad mood. biased mood.

lucky chelsea. -scowls.

to lampard: i've totally lost my adoration for you. because YOU were the one who caused xabi alonso to get injured. and not just a simple injury. but a BROKEN BONE. really. how rough could you get, huh? and let me tell you something, if you are a good free-kicker, even if the wall isnt to your liking, you will still be able to do a good free kick. beckham's penalty clear row j whereas your freekick cant even clear the wall. you guys make a good pair, huh? -snorts.

and tiago, tiago, tiago. doing a handball once is stupid, whether you get away with it or not. but doing a handball twice? that can only mean one thing. either you are a retarded idiot or an idiotic retard.

i am in love with taroe by the way. he's so cute. so alike shaq. the only thing that sets them apart is taroe is real skinny. and he looks flexible. unlike shaq. =x top three unwhite players i adore now? shaq, him, and heskey.

i am so in love with gerrad now as well. super nice guy. goes around hugging people he had tackled. oh, and i liked the way garcia admitted to fouling that guy. now, do you see lampard doing that? NO. terry is nice as well btw.

but, lets not focus on loving. let us focus on hating. so, I HATE YOU JOSE WHATEVERYOURLASTNAMEIS. i hate your cocky face. your cocky attitude etc. etc. etc. and you know what? you have a very kiam pah face as well. i wonder why on earth did your wife marry you. provided if you're married (is he? -shrugs. if he is, let his wife divorce him. PLEASE.) that is. anyway, here's a newsflash for you jose. the only reason why chelsea is doing so well now is because of roman whateverhislastnameis' riches. take away that, and what do you have? NOTHING. except your cocky face, attitude etc. etc. etc.

liverpool deserves to win. look at the satistics? more shots? check. more possession? check. more corners? check. in fact they probably clocked in more fouls as well. too bad. goals are the only things that matters in a match.

the refree is either short-sighted or blind. some people likes to turn a deaf ear, he apparently, likes to turn a blind eye.

and chelsea's last subsitution? one sentence: i hate people who pray to win. and drogba (did i get his name right?) need not fall so dramatically. seriously, he can consider acting as an alternative career. i really thought gerrad tackled him real bad. turns out that he's okay after all. learn from xabi, my dear. he got injured through lampard's tackle and he didnt even fall as dramatically as you!

speaking of xabi, i think he wanted to cry during his subsitution. poor guy. lampard must have tackled him real bad. gah.

carragher apparently spoke some something to the refree in colourful language during half-time break. well, if he did, the refree deserves it.

anyway, chelsea nows move to the top of the "1 X 10^infinity things i hate" list. YAY.

i'll miss xabi. =( get well soon.


the feelings that remain.