25.2.06

is this fine?


"The billionth song, "Speed of Sound," was purchased as part of Coldplay's "X&Y" album by Alex Ostrovsky from West Bloomfield, Michigan. As the grand prize winner, he will receive a 20-inch iMac, 10 fifth generation iPods, and a $10,000 Music Card good for any item on the iTunes Music Store. In addition, to commemorate this milestone, Apple will establish a scholarship to the word-renowned Juilliard School in his name."

a 20" IMAC, TEN IPODS, TEN THOUSAND BUCKS MUSIC CARD and a SCHOLARSHIP under HIS NAME. all because of what?

ALL BECAUSE HE BOUGHT THE BILLIONTH SONG FROM ITUNES FOR US$0.99.

like, what the !&#%^*&#!(*$^(*^!#&$!(*^$*&!#!*&$@*(!&*(#&()$ ?!

sigh.

that guy doesnt know how @!*(#&*($&*$^&*%@^)(%*()@$*()@$&*()@ lucky he is.


i'm not fine.

22.2.06

give me pieces,


i found this extremely fabulous quote from one of my school's library books today.

"may all the pores in your skin turn into little arseholes and cover you in shit."



give me things to stay awake.

18.2.06

hey mama,


as a student of economics, i felt absolutely compelled to comment on the budget that was unveiled in parliment yesterday (as a student of the english language, i also felt absolutely compelled to write in atrocious english that sounds chim but is really just bullshit).

so, yeah. as they say, the budget covers pretty much everybody in need. except for the most important group of people that is US, the students. GAH. nothing good is ever given to us.

see, the low-wage workers have their one-off workfare bonus - provided that they have worked at least six months beforehand, of course. us, students, we slogged our asses off for the PAST TEN YEARS and what do we get? an 'o' level results slip that isnt worth a single cent. AND WE ARE THE FUTURE RULERS OF SINGAPORE. prince charles doesnt know how lucky is he.

and to add insult to injury, they have to come up with a law that says that any teen caught loitering around after 2300hours will be duly caught by our dear mr policeman and handed over to our darling parents. ok la, its not exactly like that (and it's not because of the fact that mr policeman aint my dear), but i kinda forget the exact details.

but, as always, the government can also make it up to us in the next budget. they can start by asking mr steve jobs to set up itunes singapore and then give us a US$199 999 itunes voucher to buy the songs available. that way, it not only make the singapore teens happy, it can also put a stop to (what they liked to term) illegal music downloading (i prefer to call it acdcostsabouttwentyfreakingbucksyouidiots! music downloading). see, one can kill two birds in one stone. pretty good idea, eh? =D

of course, the above are just lame comments that are not meant to elicit any defamation suits from the ruling party. SO PLEASE, DO NOT SUE ME.

yeah, yeah. i'm kind of political sometimes. ok, most of all the times. especially around this time. because i am ill. see, when i am ill, i stay at home. and, when i stay at home, i read newspapers. and, when i read newspapers, i get political. so, yeah. blame my illness. which is a combination of fever, cough, sore throat and flu, btw. hmm, sounds kind of sars-sy.

oh while, even if i die, i would die happy. after all, i get to catch the winter olympic games! =D most of the sports are kinda rollseyesie, but some of them are absolutely lovely.

ok la, the only lovely one is snowboarding, but nonetheless, you gotta give recognition to the rest who tried.

figure skating is blah, by the way. sure, you get all enthralled and wow-y when you watched it the first time, but after all while, the novelty wears off and it becomes stale. everybody is like doing almost the same thing, can? so, the only thing that makes figure skating worthwhile to watch is the thousands of drop-dead-gorgeous male skaters, who unfortunately, also look very gay. so, i shall pass.c

curling is interesting but hopelessly lame. ice hockey is hopelessly uniteresting AND lame. of course, this is perhaps due to the fact that the puk is invisible to my eye (thanks to the bulkily-attired hockey players). and hence, to me, the players always appear to be chasing air. and so, i deemed it hopelessly uniteresting and lame. i mean, come on la, chasing air is never unlame.

the only thing that spoils the games for me was the commentator. he's so unbeliveably pro-british that i feel that i'm in a british national education lesson. gah.

gee, wow, look, a decent (ie filled with words) entry! a little very incoherent and very hard to comprehend, yes, but at least it's my first decent entry in months. you gotta give me credit.

by the way, liverpool will win today. if they dont, the goal/goals man u scored was/were defintely a fluke/flukes.


this the shit that makes you move, mama.

15.2.06

don't cha wish your girlfriend


from e! best of the worst red carpets moments:

(that guy from the oc. adam brody, i THINK.) to the e! reporter: are we in california or are we in los angeles?

WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

that settles it.

celebs are stupid.


on a totally unrelated subject, i scored a, WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA, 42/60 for my chinese compo. which translates to a whopping SEVENTY PERCENT. WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

that settles it.

i am smart.
=X


was a freak like me?

10.2.06

God is good all the time,


dearie God,

THANK YOU SO MUCH!


(and if you're wondering. its the five-letter number.)










i still can't believe it.


in the darkest light, His light will shine.

9.2.06

three flights down to happiness,


my ipod is spoilt again la.

of all the days.

asshole.


and yes, yes.

i know.

it has been a long long time since i last blogged about something, you know, interesting.

but nothing interesting has happened to me these few weeks.

except that a cat drooled on me today.

ha.

bet that you have no idea that cats drool.

well,

i
don't.


sigh.

i think i am having a severe case of pms.

or maybe it's just the 'o's.

maybe.


i cant believe i let myself talk me out of buying that all-american rejects cd.

i CANT believe that the yellowcard cd is going on sale for 26 bucks.

and the cd doesnt even include "three flights down."

like, what the hell?


oh, gosh.

i just cant believe tomorrow is the day.

it seems like yesterday that i was staring at the raindrops dripping down from the roof during my chem paper.

drip.
drip.
drip.
drip.
drip.

drip.
drip.
drip.
drip.
drip.

ha.

i think i've lost it.


anyway sweethearts, all the best for the results tomorrow.

dont gloat in front of me, okay?

and please lend me a shoulder to cry on.

a hanky too, if you can.



make sure you close the door.

7.2.06

lately i've found,


results.

friday.

boo.

boosie.

boosieboo.

boosieboosieboo.


sigh.


booshit.


you're bringing me down.