already been asked by hinkai and kwokcheung and muyao to do that test thingee ( thinker, goodison park and cat respectively in terms of links)but i don't feel like it right now although i can think of a few answers. but like twenty percent of the questions are on crushes and all that. i think i'll do that test thingum another time. tired now. random shuffling the 2705 songs on wheels (my ipod name i cant rmb why i named it that but i find i like the name anyway) and oh how interesting, an instrumental from LOTR. i like high school never ends, song by bowling for soup. man i like that drawing i did of bowling for soup. i like a lot of songs, and i'm getting quite bored of the same olds that i've been plugged into so i resort to my random shuffle and ohohohohohoh the blower's daughter by damien rice is a reallyreally nice song okay maybe only one really not two but still its nice okay i'm just crapping out loud col col col. just got my atm card last thurs i think. what other news hm...

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talkback! it's you! sorry i might change your name again.

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yea i know i havent been talking to you much right. ack anyway i been painting in school for a number of hours every weekday this past week. and this week too. The Painting aka the leapfrog, it's going okay. i will win the nanyang jc aep best progress award if there was one. painting level up like hell, man. am killing my brushes along the way but arh heck i'll go bury them somewhere once this ordeal's over. i have taken a pic of leapfrog at the end of everyday, every painting session, to mark its progress, its ...realisation into life . it looks good on camera. i cant help but say it. i admire how it looks on camera. and it looks nice from far. and..far from nice. okay, sort of. i am very happy with it actually. just kind of want to get over with it soon because the passion to paint etc etc like died down on the second day of painting already. like seriously gr ack blah;ahjk;aghohhohohoh. urhhhhhh.
been thinking a bit of what i would like to do for next year's coursework. better be fun. it had better be. design maybe or graphics or whatever, maybe i'll go design football jerseys like i did when i was young then adidas'd come and pick me up yes. and i'll get to meet...kaka. and . hey hang on most of the players i like are nike players. okay maybe nike'd pick me up . yes. then i'll meet ronaldo and poke myself with his hair. and park. does hargreaves wear nike?
what was i saying?

aaaah. what time is it?
oh eleven at night. went out on saturday , i rmb stoning at HMV. met kwokcheung and hinkai and muyao. nice catching up at burger king at marina square. awshucks i tried the terriyaki whopper. was nice. i think i have some pics. anyway i had to take out the four pickles and i think one tomato. hate those stuff.
ugh
HMV is a nice place to stone. and i like their logo. like, a dog and a gramophone thingee. and the earphones they have, to sample albums. i like. makes the music sound nicer kind of. and i like the shirts there i almost bought a stewie one. you know, family guy. it was real cool, this one. it had a pic of baby stewie and the words 'you are under my control' and another that read 'evil'. how cool, but they cost like thirty six bucks man. i think ebay'd be a better option for such things anyway. not that i have ebayed.
i need to go shop for new clothes to match the new ..look i set for myself. (how do fashionistas speak?) okay i'm supposed to maybe quote some guy whose dressing i wanna follow. dont know any though, i'm not into that sort of thing. okay i shall find another long sleeved shirt and red bermuda cargo pants and..i think that's it. maybe slippers but then again no one looks at slippers, really.
oh and i want red home pants. like comfy red ones. sick of my black and blue ones. i wear pe shorts at home. and others of that material.
have yet to find a pair of consistently lucky boxers.
and on saturday we went to pool at that place. dont mean to be arrogant or what but i can play much better. probably affected by the clowns around me. oh and sian ru was there too because he was bored at home and he told me he's going out to walk walk and since he was in the area anyway i asked if he wants to come with us.
yes we were such a clowny table number six at that pool place arcade. and i played that fifty cent soccer game. made it to the semi finals i think. with some weird england line up. lost to nigeria, by a golden goal. grr. nigerians were super fast. cheats. and i wasnt sure of the controls for a sliding tackle.
nigeria. attah joseph obaje. hurhur. wonder how he's doing.
then cat and dots and i went to the cathay, like the cathay with capital c not the cineleisure place i not so recently mistook for the cathay. nevermind.
went there to vote for qixuan's design for that laptop sticker design competition. in conj with world anti tobacco day. it should have been a bigger thing. i think. i mean. its like world anti smoking.
anyway she won yay well done hooray and thanks for the BnJ treat. cheese brownie's nice and weird and nice.

sounds nice.
yeah hi there. then went to ngee ann city, i think they wanted to go art friend. i went kino and i like kino, and i bought two comics. my first purchase with my atm card thingee was comics . yes!
and now i shall make a resolution to go kino and buy comics every month. maybe one a month. its a new indulgence. now the money i save to buy my cornettoes shall go to comics. yes. soon my comics bookshelf shall be fuller and fuller and full.
then we went home. sounds reall fast and all but there were many stops and all along the way , i reached home quite close to midnight. i think.

i like stuff that give me comfort at night. when i am alone and going home. and all the shops are closed and nowhere's open and people are silently returning home. macs is always open. and so is the petrol kiosk i walk past from my bus stop. i like the comfort of a convenience store at night.

i went to white sands just now. after todays painting session. sian ru wanted to buy his black sketchbook and find his shin album. i wanted to find nanquanmama. their first album.
well we walked out empty handed only the black book was found so nvm. dinner at food court. i couldhave had another of that grillfish spaghetti thing from the western stall. was not a small portion, given its a WESTERN STALL...but i was reall hungry. sometimes when youre real hungry then you finally get food to eat you eat it so fast you cant breathe. yea.
i am tired.

you really going to make another blog?
dunno. fun what. if i still feel like it. but not today. if i find some nice name. i like duality. thus two blogs. yin and yang. whatever.

hoo. eleven thirty already. and the song now is the potential breakup song. lalalalallala. ohshucks. project work. dang. oh and sry bout what i'm bout to say.

procrastination. f... you. bitch.

i may/maynot start anew blog, still not sure if i feel like it. as in i will keep this blog active but i feel like making another one. like, his sister. and i want to rename this blog like tom the white teerex or something. a dinosaur i have telepathy with! chuckle heheh
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today is music video day

just random Music videos that i felt like uploading for fun because i dont know what to put here and i felt like putting something here its not like these are my favourite songs they are just random oh whatthehell ah ;alkghj;ohewgnanglkag;aklgj;klgkkkogoohohohhohohohohohohohoholoholh,oh;afh;aodsh;ahghga;gha;gh;agh;aslng;hjgfdugb;rgu394y6p3075p20hsadgasd


自我催眠 by show luo. i quite like the song and MV (the first nine secs's silent, patience! ) and i shall not comment on his singing! but it's a nice song. yes


i don't love you , by my chemical romance. well the first MV made me think of this one...oh and his constipated expression's real humorous. amusing. yes


如果你也聽說 by a*mei . "sianners" sent me the link, i think her voice is...not bad. k , it's nice. hmf. oh and the first MV was what this one reminded me of! see, theyre all interlinked these MVs


finally a song i like loads recently. uhm i'm not sure if this is a proper official MV or what but i really like the song, just ignore the video i guess, hm. gotta go buy a new album soon. edit-oh actually it's kinda overemo and i think it's one of those songs i like a lot then the excitement and love kinda fades awayyy

school was okay today. slightly tired mentally because i slept late last night and the night before , and not just to work okay, i'm not a supermugger! there's the champions' league final at 2AM later, it's the last match of the season. must watch.

hm. KI homework. Lit hwk. maths hwk. chinese hwk. soccer. ah. the answer's obvious

beginnings

(i felt like writing a story.)

it was night-time in heaven. okay, it always WAS night-time there, the sky just varied in different shades of blue and black. on some days, they'd lift their heads off their cloud-cribs and look off into the distance, and they'd see a bright, bright light, a burning ball of orange, lighting up the land just beyond the horizon, making it glow pink. and they'd marvel at it, for they knew not what it was, but they felt its warmth, and they were glad at its presence.

otherwise, it was just cold, silent night after cold silent night. no one spoke, for they were not allowed the Voice yet. they just kept to their own thoughts, speaking only to The Father, who was in each and every one of them, nursing them, guiding them, a voice of comfort and reassurance to these babies.
he sighed to himself. it was any day now. they'd take him, take him off onto his journey. he knew little of what it was, but he knew that every day, a dozen or two of their kind will vanish from their cloud-cribs, falling down into the depths below. he did not know what lay down there, but he knew that once gone, they never came back. he never saw that again. he once asked The Voice about this, but all he got was an ambiguous reply. but he felt it, he felt his crib sinking, day by day. it was getting heavier. no, HE was getting heavier. his time was coming soon.

it was night-time in heaven. baby-in-the-womb might still be very very young for a human baby, but in heaven, he was a veteran, one of the older ones. and he was wise. he knew the feeling for what it was, and it did not take the Voice to tell him. this was his last night here. by tomorrow, he'd be gone. he raised his head a little, just a little. he did not want to waste too much energy before the journey, or whatever it was that lay ahead. he raised his head, and he saw it. a touch of gold, a streak of lavender, in the distance. that strange, bright light again. he always loved it, the sight of it , the comfort, the peacefulness it gave him, in this quiet, eeire world that they all lived in. and he would always remember it.
and now, he knew that this would be the last sunset he'd be seeing, here in heaven. he stared long at it and he fell asleep smiling.

the next day, he was gently awoken by a voice in his head, the Voice. "my child, it is time. awaken from your slumber, be ready to embrace the journey that lies ahead of you."

the baby-in-the-womb rubbed his bleary eyes. he always hated that voice, just as much as he loved it. he was unsure of what it was, but he knew it was all-knowing and deep. very, very deep. it was the sort that instantly commanded your respect.
(...!!!irritating voice. woke me from my sleep. urk. the sunset was nice yesterday...)
he felt himself being lifted. for the first time, he could look out over his surroundings, further than he had seen before. babies were sleeping for as far as the eye could see! he never knew that there really were so many of them. but they were all asleep, curled up on their sides. just another lazy night for them.

there were a couple of others who were not sleeping. like him, they were lifted off their cloud-cribs, and like him, they looked around in curiosity and amazement. and then the voice spoke again.
"my babies, it is time. i am sending you into the World."
and all twenty or so of them were lowered slowly, past their cribs, past the still-sleeping other babies, into the lower clouds. it was colder here. baby-in-the-womb looked up, not down. he did not want to be frightened by what lay beneath. he beheld the layer of thick, fluffy clouds that had been his home for as long as he knew. they looked so...edible. it was strange. he was starting to see everything he had known in a different light now. he reached out to touch those clouds...

"enjoy your journey, my children. you have a long night ahead of you..."
and with that, they fell. baby-in-the-womb's hand was still outstretched, trying to grasp at the clouds that seemed to be rising up away from him. but he was falling, and the echoes of that deep deep voice grew more and more distant. he was falling. he looked to his sides. the other babies were not there. they must have fallen elsewhere. and now baby-in-the-womb was scared. where was he going? where was this voice sending him to? oh yes, the World, he remembered. he often dwelled on this, those countless long silent nights in his crib. but now that the time had come, now that his time had come, he was...unsure. he closed his eyes, readied himself for the impact.

he saw a flash of white, a bright,bright light. it was like the light he saw back in heaven. only...brighter. like it was closer to him. or, he was closer to it.

and then he was knocked out and all was dark and he fell into a deep deep sleep and did not awake until much later.

(urk. retarded. boliao ness haha! enjoy)

promos has the same number of letters as olevel, just twice the number of 'O's

really

ohmy

i am tired!

why? what time did you sleep?

oh blog. i slept from 9 yesterday. but i still feel sleepy

oh

i have a sudden urge to go on top of that mountain in malaysia we climbed three years ago, again. remember it?

ah, gunung panti or something? ahyes i remember

yea. i feel like being at that summit again. and sitting down and feeling the wind. and lie against a tree and. er. sleep.

strangers

strangers.
i'm tired, hi bed, i get to see you before midnight today. yea
the vending machine in the canteen's been stripped of its food.
i just worked on pw, i have to start painting one of these days. lit is going pretty slowly which is quite bad. maths is below manageable. just below. history was sleepable today, really sleepable. got to force myself.
thought of a few measures to zhng my daily mood-meter already. have to excite myself, get high, so i won't be so tired and sleeeepy and drifting around and feel as if my head is bobbing up and down in tune to the waves at sea.
sh, blog's sleeping. i'm off to sleep too. i'll blog a nice long one another time.
the time now is 2302 pm, tuesday night
: )

another yawn

yawn

huh?

i said yawn. i just woke up from a deeep slumber.

dammit blog. shut up!

...what be you doing now?

project work. group project proposal. i hate acronyms

have fun

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