Lazy to post on my Japan trip.
I'll find time.
In the meanwhile, I'll have to hunt my itouch back first.
Feel like killing myself sometimes for being forgetful at times.
Argh.

Dang.
Hate going countryside trips.
Just totally bores me out.
TOTALLY.
Especially when you're going Japan.
*whispers* Freakin' one week.
*screams* GOD!

Ah well then,
I'll be away from the 21th to 28th.
Ciaos.
*Hangs a note.*
"IF YOU ENTER THIS BLOG! YOU BETTER SPAM THE TAGBOARD!"
"EXPECTING TO SEE LOTSA SPAMS!"

Hmmm,
Exams are MORE OR LESS over! (still left with clb and science mcq)

For most people, it would be the time to party, but somehow...
I don't have any mood to party... :/
I just feel like.........studying more.....but most people will think I'm mad.
So let's just ditch it.

Ah well, I don't really have much to update on my life actually, cos I've been literally revolving around....
My PS3, fifa 09....
Computer, gunbound(yeaaaap, gunbound till 4am....no doubt about it.)....
My bed, sleeping....

Yeap, that's all bout it.
I need to add in more activites into that revolution...like, SKATEBOARDING or doing something more or less, out of this world....or not?

OH YES! MY HAIR HAS FINALLY MUSHROOMANIZED! :D
Now the next step is letting it grow into a tree! :)
THEN NEXT, JUNGLE! :D

Ah well then, it's getting late....time to gunbound with matthew and friends. :D

Last but not least....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARIE! :D

My blogging senses are tingling BUT...
I gotta study.
Ciaos.
*Hangs a note on the door*
(Leaving for studying, will be back after finishing my exams.)

JAAAAPAAAAN!!!!!BANZAI!!!! :D

Should I brace or not?
That is the question. :/

Practical's next week.
Kudos to me.
:)
After O's I'll happily rot at home.

*Watches the tv when suddenly...*
"You want or not?"
"o.o? huh?"
"You want or not?"
"Ohhh! I wannnttt.....heh. :D"

Tsk, tsk...
Surprises, surprises.
:)

"This question very hard leh..."
"...."
"Use water soften it lo."
"..............."

I've gotten mua lightsaber.
:)
He equips himself with a pen and a brain for the final battle.

I'm being keeping mum to things lately,
Doesn't that make me autistic??
Talk to me through this medium..
:)

1 more day before I own a lightsaber.
Shhh.....
Brace or not? :/

gh. : Mr G.Karma, when are you coming to replace Mr. B.Karma? He's ruining my life!
-
Mr.G.Karma : Give me some time, I need to clear up this guy before heading over to you...
-
gh. : AAAAAllrright then....

Phew, just changed the skin.
I guess it's time to let go, and not hold back.
:)
Here I coome! ******!
(I shall reveal on my next post.)
(Wait, I doubt anyone reads my blog.GAHH!! It's just you and me.Ok ok, soooo let me rephrase it...)
(I shall reveal to myself on my next post! :D )

I just love blogging in the wee hours of the morning! :) It's 4:00am alright!

*Tunes up the volume*
It seems like everyone's gettin' moody out there about the gradution.
Gee...
Alright alright, since you guys are on the gh. show...
everyONE WILL GET A BOX OF TISSUE AND A BUCKET!!!(Oprah style.)
*passes the boxes of tissues and buckets down the audience*
CRY TO YOUR HEARTS CONTENT MY FELLOW EX-WHITLEYIANS!
But try not to drown yourself, I wouldn't want any casualties in my show.

FRET NOT PEOPLE! There's going to be a OUT-OF-T3H-SCHOOL GRAD NITE!
But sadly, I doubt I'm going. :/
Beeeecase, I might be busy slogging myself out for that gheethar. :)

Oh well, another wonderful night to end off. FINALLY PICS! :D BANZAI!
Guess I'll let them do the talking then...
*Curtains roll...*
*Drum rolls...*



No no no! This is not WHAT YOU THINK IT IS! It's just an angle shot of error. :)
Ahhh Pearleen has poor photography skills! EVEN THE SHOT IS BLUR! -O.O-
I was suppose to jump in but I missed the timing. Dang. BUT...
I tried again and well, at least I got my ARM in the picture!
"ERHM PEOPLE! BE QUIET!"
"THE MAN IN GREEN SLIPPERS SHALL DO THE TALKING!"
*Nic Ang sucks his bottle into oblivion while Keith looks at him in awe...*
*However, Pearleen is the only one listening attentively, weird.*

Yeap, and this is the mug. Pretty cool huh? I must really thank the teachers for putting in so much effort in imprinting these photos onto 60+ mugs.(inclusive of 5n1.)
Of course these 3 wonderful teachers would be...
Mr Daimen Yeo...
Miss Tham...
and last but not THE LEAST OF ALL...
*DRUM ROLLS!!!*
Miss Christine Chong! :D

Last but not least, my Skyway Avenue. :)

And yes, today's the last day of being brown....ok. SEMI- brown.
Offically off the hook.
Got a mug with my name and class photo imprinted on it.
Pretty creative.
Well, thanks to the teachers. :)

Gahhh, didn't take any pics. :/
Hmm, expected it to finish like a BIGG BANG! *BOOM* but no.
It just ended like....ahhh..you know. *poof!*

Ah well, anyway...the food was bla-bla. I was expecting like a massive buffet but again... *poof!*
Oh well, seems like I shouldn't have held such high hopes on this school.
Hmm anyway, bus-ed home after eating, while the rest just continued camwhoring.

AllTimeLowAllTimeLowAllTimeLowAllTimeLowAllTimeLowAllTimeLow
AllTimeLowAllTimeLowAllTimeLowAllTimeLowAllTimeLowAllTimeLow
:)

Change of genres.

Bla bla bla bla.....
Hmm, got back my results, and it sure sucked bad... :/

Geez, my life has been pretty monotonous I must say.
It's either,
School, Home, Tuition, Home.
OR...
Home, Tuition, Home.

Well then, nothing much to say.
Oh yes, I don't have any pictures at the moment FYI.
(Unless you want me to pictures of my excercise books up, I don't mind. :) )
So yeah, I'll be on haitus at the moment.
Ciaos.

Alright pwepule...time to do some mathsy sciencsy.
Let's start with stress.

Stress = Force/Area.
(Stress can be considered as Pressure too!)

So where does the force come from?
Of course from your peers and parents.
Soooo, F=ma.
Mass would be the "force" our peers and parents are driving us while "acceleration" is the time span we have.
Let's make Force = xN as an expression.

Now, let's look at Area.
Area would be our books. ( Area = Length x Breath)
The more books, the bigger the area. :)
(Calculate the area of your books and add them together.)
Let's make Area = y cm(square).

Alright then.
So to simply say. The way to handle stress is easy.
As you can see, Stress is inversely proportional to the Area.
While Force is always constant. ( You guys know that best. Parents always like to push us.)
So...
More Area, lesser Stress.
More Stress, lesser Area.

Stress = xN/y cm(square)

OK OK! For you people who don't know what I mean,
So long as you study, you wouldn't feel much stress!
HOWEVER!
If you do not study, you'll feel a heck lod of stress COMIN' YOUR WAY!
So next time if someone asks you, "Woah your parents pressure you soo much ah!!!?!?!"
"Err, ya! Like freakin xN/cm(sqaure) man!"

Adding on,
Strain = Extension/ Orginial Length.
Sooo,
Original Length would be how much you have gone through in your studies while,
Strain would be how much SHIT you have gone through in your studies.

So with that in mind,
Extension would be your final goal to all the SHIT you have put through in your studies.
Strain = Extension x Original Length.
So, if you didn't go through much in your studies,
Kudos to you because the Strain is going to be totally massive man!
An e.g. of what I mean by STRAIN.
"Eh studying damn straining right?"
"Ya la! Damn straining! Feels like 5 years of strain!"(Supposingly this guy is a retard. Studied 10 years and only knew 2 years of his studies.)
Strain = 10/2 = 5 years. :)

Well then!
Some theories in life for you guys!
Ciaos.
Weird me, weird me...oh well!

Sweets for cigs.
Not a bad idea huh?

You know,
It's easy to say "hard", but its hard to say "easy".
Fix that.

Time to reign supreme.

Twirt.

Geez, I've finally updated my Facebook, Friendster and Myspace.
C'mon people, accept those invites and requests yeah?

God, what a pain in the arse. *Owww....*

If...
Life = Music.
Music = Drugs.
Drugs = Addcition....
Doesn't that mean,
Life = Addiciton.
A life full of addictions.
:)
What logic.


Kopitiam Soundtrack. :D

Everyone's changing.

What about you?

Now go.

Do what you must.

*Watches the Television*
"Nooo!! NOOOO!!! AHHH GOD DAMN!!!I CAN'T!!!!GODD!!!"
*Runs out of the house in frustration*
*Runs...*
*Runs...*
*Runs...*
"GET OUT OF THE WAY!"
*Poof!*
*Knocks over an ice-cream cone*
*Continues running while the other cones summoned the BIG **** *
*BAM!*
*BIG **** smashes cinnamon bun.*
*Knocks out for a moment...*
*Regains consciousness and then continues running!*
"AHHHH NOOO!!DAMMNIT!!!GOSHHH!!!...."
*looks up to the sky again...*
"OH WHAT THE ****?? *
*Continues panting and running with frustration through the forest.*
*Suddenly falls down a cliff*
"aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"*
*PIAK!*
*Goes down unconscious again.*
*Silence.....*
*Suddenly wakes up from his knock-out*
*Continues running and panting like crazy!*
*Reaches the US-Mexican Border..*
"hehh...hehh..(panting) PASSPORT! PASSPORT!"
*Shows passport and gains entry over to Mexico...*
*Goes over and get a drink after all that running...*
"Ohh phew...."
*Suddenly the BIG **** comes down smashing him!!!*
"BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM!!!*
*Lies motionless on the floor*

*THE END.*


Guess some of you would knowwhat this is about. *wink*
Just another random post.

When it all comes down,
to a sunrise on the east side...

Back.
Home.

Well, sharn't say much.I just uploaded a heck load of songs into the playlist.A total mix of different songs. I just threw in what I knew.Some shitty, some nice.Well, I'll let you guys decide about that.
Alright then guys, without further ado, let's introduce ourselves to another round of PICCHERRS! :D (All uploaded in random order. Too lazy to arrange them.)
*Crewman raises up the "Please Clap" signboard*
*Clap Clap Clap*



This was taken on the 2nd day of baybeats.

Well, thanks to Keith's photography skills, I guess this is what he calls "perfect" to him.

Keith: Oh shit. Why so dark one?
Me: Walou, you know how to use one anot?
Keith: Ok ok, one more shot!

*Holds the camera firmly...*

*SNAP!*

Keith:Oh shit! Why again lytat? (Pardon me but that's not my English. >.>)

Me: Goddd! You didn't even on the freakin' flash!

Keith:Ok ok, try again. ONE last time.

*Holds the camera firmly yet again...*

*SNAP!*

Me: Haven't pose you take....haiz...nehhmind, nehhmind.

It sure did rain heavily after tuishan.

Went Thomson to play a little LAN (Now now, why am I even playing LAN?) because I had to wait for 4 clowns, yeah CLOWNS! (XD Chill, just kidding!) To eat at Prata House.

Sooo, knowing that they would take their own sweetishly sourishly bitterishly saltishly time to reach. I headed for a little LAN-age. An hour later after coming, only to realise, DAIIUM! Pouring kittens and puppies! So I waited and waited and waited....

OOO LOOK! I've a elongated skull! :D

*YAWN!*
Melvin: EH BANG!!!! OUR LOBANG SIOL! SEE, WE CAN SELL ALL THESE NEWSPAPERS EARN MONEY SIOL!

The rest: EH GOOD IDEA BANG! THEN LIKE THAT WE CAN BUY OUR ROKO (Cigarette in melayu) STENG STENG BODOH!

R.J.C!

Nic Ang: Give me a R!

Matthew: Give me a J!

Me: Give me a C!

What do you say?!

R.J.C! :D

Owned.

The "one road" apart "1982" act cutezxzz pose.
Now girls you see, doesn't mean guys can't act cutezxzx you know.

We so freakin' owned this school. NEXT STOP WOULD BE....I don't know.
You know they say pole-dancing is a really good excercise. *wink*

Alright then people! That's all for today!

Ciaos.

*Crewman raises "Please Clap" signboard once again.*

*Clap clap clap*

P.S. Don't ask me why but everything is one sentence apart.

I'm battling four wars...pretty tough, not for the weak-hearted.

What if you had a life planned from birth to death, all just for you?
Perfection they say?....