.+***+. 300704 Friday .+***+.

[Mood: Totally Moodless. Pissed]
 
you know people, you all gave me lots of headache. it's like - first came the 'hello derrick' and then came the 'goodbye derrick' and now, 'get lost people' kinda posts in my tagboard. like, EXCUSE ME ! i'm not interested in any of your posts - siding me or just spitting crap alike. peace, people. PEACE! *holds the sign board and points at it continuosly*
 
today was supposed to be a greattt day - went to school, had lots of fun (didn't had any conflicts with that sucka; and by the way, derrick - if you sincerely want that 'sucka' to be you, then it shall - i don't give a damn shit about it). yeah, and in school during our contact time, some people had a fight - it destroyed our whole cabinet. it totally stink. growls. can i like, 'siam' (translation: get away) from all those boo-boos?! and after those blabla, i went to a church function - and watched some skit thingy (which was so funny. you can die). well, this very happy lala day was ended when i entered my blog - and saw THIS mess. well, I REALLY REALLY STINK NOW. I JUST SUCK. I HATE YOU PEOPLE. BLAST OFF. FREAK-O-MANIACS.
 
YOU PEOPLE JUST DESTOYED MY MOOD. AND PLEASE - STOP THIS 'DERRICK' ARGUMENT. IF YOU REALLY WANT - GO TO SOME OTHER PLACE AND VOICE YOUR DAMN HELL-SHIT. (please derrick, stop posting anything.)
 
^_^i suck. you suck. everybody suck^_^

pi li pa la

see, told you, rumors are always pouncing around me. like, there's tons of people out there waiting to flare their boo-boos out for the world to think that "oh, so that's the joanna you are talking about" damn. note this - i've never tried condemning someone (though bitching does not include), contrary to some rumors circulated. like, HELLO. people, do get the facts right before you belief some nonsense. i don't respect that much, either.
 
talk about rumors, it so, so, so reminds me of her. that baboon. you better not talk about this hypocritical yaba-yaba behind her back. it's like if you rub her nose in the dirt she will rub yours back, only that she will make yours bleed instead.
 
and yeah, choir's self practice just suck. you'll have to atone yourself, realising your mistakes as nad' corrects our intonation. like, DUH. we have ears. we have our voices too. and that i'm not singing (was mumbling), so what have i sung wrong? (moo-ing, the ideal pitch)

.+***+. 280704 Wednesday .+***+.

[Mood: Stressed]
 
oh damn. feeling so sick. feel like dying. felt like sleeping. i can't, you know. i still have that chinese revision thingy going on. and tomorrow's the day! damn damn damn. well, i'll still continue sticking to my own plans and get stucked with the hell-out-of-the-notes stuff.
 
when i don't want to see that sucka, he keeps appearing! everywhere i go i'll see him. it's so unfair! why can't that sucka go away?! I HATE YOU! GET LOST! you damn sucka!
 
kept sleeping in class today. it felt so not-good. i need to concentrate! the exam's here! aarghs! why do i feel so stressed?! dammit! dammit! dammit!
 
 

.+***+. 270704 Tuesday .+***+.

[Mood: Happy]

i have to admit this - i simply just rock. no matter what, i rock. i rock! hear that?! anyways, i got up late today and got to school a little not-so-early (but i'm still not late). guess i was just dumb to enter that grand washroom. and after i got out, i was thought as a latecomer and got to stand at the parade square 'zhuo bo' (translation: do nothing). hey don't look at me. i'm such a marvelous teacher's pet. i won't be late!

what's that darn great thing that made me so happy today? let me tell you a story. setting: school. characters: classmates, teacher, and me (psst, and that sucka too). plot: to slaughter all evil kinds alike. comment: perfect. okay, it starts off like this - had P.E lesson and it was awesome. played some kind of game or something, which we have to like play rugby-tag kinda thing. it's hard to explain this whole rules-and-regulations thingy. just wanted to say it's fun. i'm like really wild and stuff. and my classmates were totally havoc too - just like monkeys (oops). my teacher just can't stop laughing! it's crazily hilarious - you should've have seen that. keewt! it so totally made my day.

well, so you looking forward to part II (when that sucka appears in the story)? heehee. today that sucka sort of "introduced" me some i-don't-wanna-know-what's-it stuff. i'm not pissed - just annoyed. can he just stop it? he suck! i sort of 'shoot' back right in his face and give him that i-am-not-amused kind of look. glad he understood. uh, you must be asking what has that got to do with being all happy and crazy and stuff. well, i'm just happy he suck.

just 2 more nights before that damn chinese test starts to craze my day. i'll be studying like a maniac and stuff. by the way, sucka, get lost! (p.s. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JEREMY. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. kor, may God bless you fruitfully and use you in his works. huggies!)

happy birthday bro

.+***+. my brother simply rocks .+***+.

[kor. don't you think we just rock.]

[Mood: restless]



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nightfall

[Mood: Elated]

wee! practically, i'm happy (not quite, but still). it's indeed my luck to have alfred as my 'son'. well, thing is, he lent me his 'spirited away' vcd. and that's the show i wanted to watch for a long time. wah. watched it using my computer. it was awesome. and *drools* it's so sweet! i want to watch it again. again. again! (adapted from teletubbies)
 
whoa. and yar, brought my dog, jojo, out. he was like totally insane, jumping n scrambling up and down. aww. and my arms hurt from those carryings (think he's overweight).
 
BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*
BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*
BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*
BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*BOO*
 
good news! sucka's gone for today (and sincerely hope this damn sucka won't bother me tomorrow).
 

+content+

.+***+. 260704 Monday .+***+.

[Mood: Empty]
 
she hated me all along. i knew it. i knew i could trust my senses. ms goh just can't bother about me anymore - i actually slept in her lesson (which i never had for the past 7 months) and i'm beginning to like the feeling of slacking in her physics class. sometimes she bore me (actually, it's everytime) and i'll just control the muscles of my body, causing no friction and tension to my face - especially the eye area (and simply hoping my hormones won't extract. dubbs). as i can feel my eyelids drooping as she drone over and over again about that damn simplicity of blablabla (what did she say then?) uh. it was so not-funny. and so why does huiqi keeps on laughing about me sleeping? *wonders why* anyway, i woke up at cooked up an excuse saying i'm not feeling well and stuff. good grief she believed me or she'll start lecturing me and give me those mama talks.
 
and today during recess, i saw him (the uh, someone) again! and my, he looks... not that good, with his hair... um, not in good condition. but hey, he looked at me. did i say look? yeah, lOOk! is that something good or bad? uh. don't think that's good. i looked away (obviously. i can't stare, right). it bothered me. sometimes i was wondering what he saw in me - a girl or a... bitch?
 
after school today, i skipped choir practise, which i  supposedly should go, and went home. i just had a bad day (a really sarcastic one) and really, really, really don't feel like going. i've cooked up an excuse saying that i have an appointment with the hospital and those bullshit stuff. well, don't think pris quite believed me (pooey!). but yar, she must belief. she will. and she always does. i felt really bad for cheating ms tay just like that. it's like she always trusted me and gave me great posts in the choir committee... and i just give her my bad shot. okay, i promise i'll go for her next choir practice. sometimes things just don't go right...
 
so for now, i'll just stick to my own plans and start revising for my chinese test (upcoming thursday). i haven't got a clue on how to start. i'll just start it anyhows. and by the way, i'm just so addicted to milk. (uh?)
 
today that sucka pissed me off again. i'm just so mad about it. actually i should be feeling anxious and nervous instead. but i just felt pretty mad about everything. it just not right for that sucka to do that. he should feel bad. he'll make her sad. he made me pissed. he's wrong. oh no, he's so, so wrong. he shouldn't have felt or done that. it sucks! have i mentioned it again? oh well, sucka, you'll be let off today, 'cos i just rock and can't be bothered about you.
 
^-^droning in self reflections^-^

SCJ2

.+***+. it will always be locked in our hearts .+***+.

 

[SCJ2. they once exist. but not anymore.]

[Mood: restless]







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i hate him i hate him i hate him !!!

[Mood: Angry]
 
DON'T THINK IT'S OKAY JUST BECAUSE I DIDN'T SCREAM. WELL, I AM NOW. YOU ARSEHOLE! SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA
SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA SUCKA !
YOU SUCK BIG TIME! WATCH OUT NEXT TIME BEFORE YOU BLOW ME UP AGAIN. AND PLEASE. REMIND YOURSELF YOU JUST SUCK! BLAST OFF. YOU SUCKA!
 
pissed and still, still, still fuming.

[Mood: Neutral]

well, today's an okay day for me - as usual, woke up pretty early today and went to church. sometimes i just wished i were in a different church or something - it really pulls me down, really. worse, i forgot to bring my bible study materials, and also forgot to bring those scores. it really suck. and i had a bad time too. but anyways, ate hotdog. yummilicious. boos - got home and get quick with this damn blog.

my night's darn darn darrrrnnn terrible. got pissed off a couple of times. i was like what-the-hell! kinda mood.

*World Peace! World Peace! World Peace!*

sounds like some democracy sort of thing, uh? "refer to source A and source B... state the difference..." i am so not-happy about today. but well, at least my older brother's mini birthday celebration did cheer me up a bit. hey, someone - please shoot me! ppst - YOU SUCKA!

soledad. it's a keeping for the lonely.

[.+***+. spirit89 CokeBlaster June 2004.+***+.]

[Mood: restless] 

 

top of the world

+ content +



For God so loved the World.
That he gave His only begotten Son.
That whosoever believes in him,
shall not perish,
but have everlasting Life.

A glass of Milk

Just thinking about the whole half empty half full thing. It's an inherently reductionist statement. Let's jazz it up a bit.

Optimist: The glass is half full

Pesimist: The glass is half empty

Realist: The glass is going to be empty eventually.

Paranoid: The Glass is half empty. Why? WHY? WHAT HAPPENED TO THE OTHER HALF?!

Goth: Ahha. A half empty glass. A sign from my DARK MASTER!!! Bwahahahahaha!

Greb: half full or half empty? It's a little soon to start imposing roles on it.

Trendy: Milk? Does if have any shooters mixed in?

Kappaslappa: Muilk? What is Muilk?

Philosopher: The glass is merely an influx of our perceptions, and it's paradynammic of 1/2 full is a view of our sociological instrospection.

Alcoholic: The glass is half empty. Soon to be empty.

Godsquad: The glass is half full, but if we wait around for another 2000 years, maybe Jesus will be born again, and miraculously fill it up.

Agnostic: The glass is half full, I think. But if someone proves me otherwise, I'm open to their viewpoint.

Chauvenist: The glass is half full? Oi b***h, top this up!

Activist: The glass is half empty, and that's what responsible for all the evil in the world. We MUST take immediate action.

Pacifist: What did the glass ever do to you eh?

Nationalist: Milk is WHITE OK!!!! WHITE!!!! WE ARE THE SUPERIOR RACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Socialist: Ok, so yeah milk is white. But the glass is clear man!

Naturalist: A glass? I drink my milk straight from the cow thankyou.

surrealist: Milk? Milk? The dark badger has my fork in it you know. I told them no more springs.

Communist: The glass is half full. I gave the other half to the rest of my country. But one half was bigger than the other.

Capitalist: The glass was full, but the government taxed me on it, and now it's half full. But if I spend that half, maybe I'll be happy.

LSD user: The Glass! THE GLASS! IT'S COMING TO GET ME AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!

PCP user: I can swallow this glass whole. No really. I can! Don't believe me?! Right then, watch this!!!!

Dope user: Mmmmmmmmm, milk man. *glug glug*

Speed user: Milk yeah milks great, and glasses too, yeah you can get them half full you know and it's nice coz then you can drink it and it's yummy and this one time...... (ad infinitum).
-The End-

da monster

aarghs. here comes that monster - johnny choo. he's da papa of da ogres. he's just one dangerous species that were endangered and protected by the government and all monkey social welfare. he's just too... scary. bummers. it's okay for him to act so... differently - all artists are weird, right?
 
it was just da past friday when he asked me to finish first, my still drawing, then the paintwork, then the backup copy... and stuff. it's darn boo-boo. told you he's insane. he just can't stop giving me work to do. plus, he keeps on pleading me to sweep his very-super-duper-hyper-messy-idiotic-pucking-artroom. i really have to sue him for that - it's cheap labour, you know. (and he is like shit.)
 
anyways, johnny is a pervert - a total empty doll-headed googoogaga. (have i mentioned fuckeroo?) he just stripped my husband - and painted him black. that's awful. aww. now that statue stayed in his stinky artroom. i really pity that figure.
 
well, at least johnny gave me good grades for my figure drawings. and i topped the class a couple of times! woot. and that totally rock. and he gave me that i-don't-think-you-do-it-by-yourself-you-must-have-asked-another-classmate-to-do-it-for-you kinda face. like, duh. of course i (that's me) am the one who's done it. you sucka. i should have punched him then.

A piece of Meat

A group of animals are discussing over a piece of raw meat found on the evergreen patches of grass in the Jungle...

Squirrel: Looks like nut to me...but the shape is abit funny...hmmm

Chimpanzee: It's not nut stupid! It's mutton!

Lion: Mutton? Did anybody mention mutton? *Drools*

Cheetah: I prefer to hunt a goat down myself rather den to spot one, thank you...

Leopard: But it smells like fish! Not mutton!

Turtle: Are you sure it's fish? Look at the colour! It's brown!

Gorrilla: If it's brown then it should be mutton right?

Walrus: It may be beef too...

Crane: I still hope it's fish...*Winks at leopard*

Tiger: Nah...it's definitely not fish...from my experience it should be chicken meat...

Chicken: !!! That's total nonsense! All my relatives and family members are still here! *Backing
away*

Toad: Seriously speaking, after weighing the facts and possibilities...I think it's mutton.

Tortoise: ...sorry for..eh...being..eh..late...so..eh..where's the..eh..piece...of..eh..meat..?

Eagle: *Burp* ...I'm not sure...but I'm very sure it's mutton.

-The End- .::germboy::.