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RIPPERS WEEPERS!
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PROFILE!

_` JR `_
_` Male(tentative) `_
_` 13 `_
_` 25 MAR 1993 `_
_` VICTORIA SCHOOL `_
_` KoD `_
_` First Lieutenent :Praesidium Argentum.`_
_` moody(ha?) `_
_` with real attitude `_
_` Pain in THE %$#*&^(i aim well) `_
_` The Sole Voice of Rationality

Adores

_` .music(my singing when im in the shower). `_
_` .tennis. `_
_` .b ball. `_
_` .BOWLing. `_
_` .myself. `_
_` .Sucking up to teachs. `_
_` .Hogging the limelight. `_
_` .Noize from the basement. `_
_` .Promoting My Depression. `_
_` .Threatening World-Wide Castration. `_
_` .Fellow Paedophiles. `_

Loathes

_` .hairy tennis ballz. `_
_` .prissy seniors. `_
_` .parrots(of the fried variety). `_
_` .oily lanes. `_
_` .Things that go up but don't come down. `_
_` .Talking Lamposts. `_
_` .BIRDS. `_
_` .The Villain I Cant Knock Down. `_

Friday, September 08, 2006

crap, who wants a piece of Stevie? ok, wont slam the guy. i was actuall laffing when i heard. some one told someone and tt someone Spammed Maple with the info and Mic got tt(yep, e fagg plays the Mushroom Game. well, at least its less destructive then chasing after Wilfred...) then he called me and i started laughing.l.. sorry la. i mean, erm, i eat Sting Ray with Sambal sometimes, u noe, for Supper? and Sean's telling me something grossly sick about the uses of the Sting Ray barb. Dun Ask. The Obssesed Fool... anyway, poor bloke


Man, its Fri, wtf. it was just last week, then now the hols are gone. cluck. i only started doing mhy HW last night. hols are a waste, but at least ive tried my best to enjoi. hey, it aint so bad, more BLOODY BLOODY weeks to year end, 3 WEEKS to End-Years, and i still need to maintain a good standard. i have my Chem and Hist ProJs left, and im feeling pissed with Ms Sheikha. Dammit.



Okay, list to me, Hossan Leong is gonna get slammed by Al-Kay-Wai & Sons. watch this space ................................................................................................................................................. che? wait, aint Mr Brown already kena slammed? Apparently, Mr Brown was e one who taught Hossan how to Smoke.... bloody Chow Ah Quah...





i feel like changing my blog skin, but i just dun haf energy to fiddle around wif HTML anymore. im felin' phished. man, im gonna start slamming ppl, and when i do tt, i really gif ppl bad rep. mbe coz im influencial.... wtf. i must practise Abstinence( the no ball thing).... Ahmitabha... tick tok tok blah blah


ok, hear this, ive finally realised why sweaty men wear singlets to gyms or while jogging. its called ego stimulation(WONT USE THE MASTERBED WERD). they lift weights, then start ogling themselves in front of the mirror(mirror mirror on e wall, u dont have to tell me, who has the biggets moobs of all...). then see the lump of muscle, get agitated, pumps harder. they see the veins, get hornier and sells themselves to the poachers. wow. i sould try tt sometimes. i told everone but theyr just dissing my observation. wtf...


bye hols

uh-HUH;
time;7:23 PM

.C R A P.

Friday, September 01, 2006

SHYTTT!!!!! im an ass... oh shit, im gonna sell myself to batam... wtf... WTF!!!! dammit sia.... haizz... some one pass me a sharpener

uh-HUH;
time;8:17 PM

.C R A P.


ButterKrue. hows tt? trying to think up a name for my future band... i wanted The Dirty-ole Men but i think mothers wont approve(ur mother so fat!!!). i need the elderly for support. hmm, i just realised tt i charm ole ladies damn fast... woot!!! but still old la, haizz...




haha... cant believe i actually got an MSG of 1.3... my god, the tongkat ali really helps... man, i love it when i see results... but crap, at least the hols are here. one week of boredom and fun in the sun... speaking of tt. i had fun today...


oh yea, fun in the sun, i have a tune with lyrics for tt... singalong babes...


"we have joy we have fun, we fuck bitches in the sun"
yay?
btw, i really like Jin's learn chinese. i got a bloody B3 for chinese... then wei jian was trying to piss me orf, cock-in-the-ass fella...
i realised i cant joke without being dirty. now all of Bean's classmates and the xiao jie at the MiniToons shop think im Michael Jackie in S&K. ma GAWWWWD!!!!
all i did was hold tt vibrating turtle toy thing, and say something about showing tt guy how to use it...
ma de. im a pretty boy gone bad. anw, had fun yesterday. really enjoyed myself. although i only saw Ms Lau, and dint get to dunk, and dint get to visit SooSoo in changi prison. watched san ge hao ren again yesterday... haha
persuaded everyone to bunk in Wil's place... nostalgia sia... haizz. now im gettong serious. anw, i made many jokes there, all about his dawg/s. Junior and Zappel. prefer Zappel, JR too yappy... the bastard. remember ur namesake brudder. one day we may wag tails while gang-banging a cat together... sweet dreams...
har. start of the hols nt too bad. have a feeling tt....

uh-HUH;
time;8:01 PM

.C R A P.


awww crap... i dragged it again. play hard to get, but nvr play too hard. see la, someone slapp me... haizz

uh-HUH;
time;8:00 PM

.C R A P.

Friday, August 25, 2006

shyt, finally posting, cant blame man, studying and trying not to waste my life. and i've come to the conclusion tt ppl who listen to, and SING rock music... i mean metal rock. htye are all really bloody ugly>>>>> wth... hell, sharing sng with dem0nt now....



ok, my probs. Mr Tan is asking me to go for trials for the bunny dances. shyt, high jump long jump pole vault jump jump... hmph, im not happy in tennis anyway, but then doing Tracker is sian. i need spiritual advice. am i really gonna spend the rest of my life risking crotch injuries? ouchies...




i feel really bad, coach was asking me how to improve Kai Yi's ball fondling, i told him tt Kai Yi shuld go fly kite. actually i asked him to bounce the ball of the racquet to get some feel, but then he was still flouncing around. so hence, the kite. wa lao im damn bad sia.


at Sam's hse yesterdae. walao, damn his sister la, anudder blind seer. wth... which eyeball is loose huh?


anyway, Kai Yi's supposed to be a pro Mapler, just lyke Mr Seow. all the same. pic me and Sean doing the Mr Seow walk... lawl!

as i was saying, the nerdest ppl are pro at these kindf chionging games, so good fer dem.


yay, perfected my Tau Pok. but i need Philip. hes the only one tall and big enough to support. i go behind him, grab his shoulders and jump-press up. i end up 2ms bove e ground... dunnoe y, but everyone seems to find tt funny.


anudder thing, teachs seem to be picking on me, for noth good and bad, but mainly fer the guud


nt pai enuf... according to Wei Jian, im a tiger(nt in bed la... bugger, i sleep in longkang and pick up ppl's ditched GFs, i expand my porch by 2cm every year. i get my new shoes from those tt fall in. ) but during chinese class, im guai like hell... hmm


WJ: this guy damn pai sia, but during chinese lessosn arr, he damn guai damn quiet. then the cher always say, junrong hen guai.... bla bla bla, bla bla blah.

dunt suspect hanky panky man, im as straight as then thing sticking out from ur shorts... :P






Smallville's on now... i shuld be watching, but i still seem to have biddybiddy projs to do with. wtf
and nxt week's teach day, i need roses or something sweet. noe where? my neighbour the wall abit de hard to climb leh...



and get this! Mr Soo's the sick dick! wtf. started on mon, and by now, all the ex-Marists and half of my class noe bout tt. think we'll go visit him in jail... walao, MS is falling apart wifowt me lor...




b4 i go, i just wanna scream...


YEA!!!! 100% for LIT CA 2... whos the scantily clad ball now?




i can be ur hero baby, but only if u put tt nip sharperner away...

uh-HUH;
time;7:41 PM

.C R A P.

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

haha, saw Jonus, Nick Koh and the other ex-MS bballers. in the toilet dar, it has the ambience mah. weee

first, i saw the sec 2 guy, the guy who i always jeo in p5. u noe when u see someone familiar. nope, itz nort the smell darling... its when theres eye connection. u look and look and look. emos can be carried in just a single look, so i'm trying to ogle as many ppl as possible now, its called being sensitive and open. what a pity, now im scaring away all the young maidens




oh, i forgot, Mr Soo was there too. all the b-ballers, too free sia. ANW, i saw Jonus and whacked him, he looked at me like im some sorta jerk( i love the word jerk, makes me think of thrust, and when i think of thrust, i think of rockets, see! im not dirty!) then he started hugging and slapping my back. wow. Nick Koh abit de dao, but its ok, i can deal wif rejection.




then they we toodled and left. greg started telling me something Aaron Huang said, something bout Mr Soo going to jail for molesting a maid, and the guy having to shave his head bald. he was close to bald btw. so we went down by the carpark ramp, while discussing Mr Soo's state of dirtiness. then we met them at the excalator. Greg was still promoting Mr Soo awareness loudly. great sales initiative! reminds me of the time Nick Kwa was in the canteen telling me bout ______( ur guess) then ______ came up from behind and i had to whack him to shuddup. wow



anw, its like those kind of smelly situations. u say bye, and then u meet them again. bull la, and Greg was still defaming SooSoo.




hey wait! Emily and Wesley are over, let me practise my dog howl... AWHOOOOOOOOO




whew. better. anw, i just found owt tt Aaron Huang seems to know me very well. now whys tt? i dint even speak to him b4 in my whole six years.... walao, anudder bunch if sick Asian stalkers... bet theyr googling my name now. someone call for some censorship!!!


hey, NDP has started. all i see is white.... hmm.... che! its the parade ground, they used canvas la! oh no... i hope Sean Tan dint go anywhere near...



uh oh



ok, since im feeling childish. let me tell u bout Mon's run. surprisingly, i did betetr. wow! 26mins++ but the position sucks. hmmm, Josiah got a prize, Gavin got a prize. MIC !!!! got a bloody prize( damn u la! i noe ur on steroids. im gonna drink ur urine until i prove ur involvement. wait, did i really say tt? omg, i mean i wanted to have it tested...)


update, now the weirdos have jumped owt of the plane and are holding hands.wow, so romantic...



i went with Naresh again, and we were eating Gummy Bears along the way. this time i really pushed. and my calf was like burning... run was tiring, what isnt? then at the last 300m, i sprinted too early, so i ws like half dead. then Wei Jian comes up behind me. i get damn pissed. i told myself no nerd is gonna lap me, specially one with curly brown hair. i chiong all the way, and stop at the cones.... i hate cones... walao, i was supposed to run thru... wtf... i'm never going to support Maddona and her cone bras ever again... ahhhh!!!!


im peeved. and i remember going to the toilet just for fun, before the run. theres some devious conspiracy, but nah, Coincidence aint tt smart.


all i can say is, i wanna migrate to Tokyo...

uh-HUH;
time;5:04 PM

.C R A P.

Friday, August 04, 2006

chant wif me, lumanooluahluahluah lumanooluahluahluah lumanooluahluahluah



The Twee Lil Peeps

Once there were three little pigs who lived together in mutual respect and in harmony with their environment. Using materials that were indigenous to the area, they each built a beautiful house. One pig built a house of straw, one a house of sticks, and one a house of dung, clay and recycled monkey skulls shaped into bricks and baked in a small kiln. When they were finished, the pigs were satisfied with their work and settled back to live in peace and self-determination.

But their idyll was soon shattered. One fine day, along came a big, bad wolf with drastic expansionist ideas. He had a vision, and upon seeing the pigs, he grew very hungry, in both a physical and ideological sense. When the pig saw the bastard, they ran into the house of straw. The wolf ran up to the house and banged on the door, shouting, “Little ter bah, little ter bah let me in!”

The pigs shouted back, “Your upskirt tactics hold no fear for the pigs defending their homes and culture!”

But the wolf wasn’t to deny what was his manifest destiny and foot fetish. So he huffed, and puffed and blew down the house of straw. The frightened pigs ran to the house of sticks, with the wolf in hot pursuit. Where the house of straw had stood, other wolves bought up the land and started growing wanking-bananas

At the house of sticks, the wolf again banged on the door and shouted, “Little ter bah, little ter bah let me in!”

The pigs shouted back,” Chut you, you carnivorous, imperialistic oppressor!”

At this, the wolf chuckled condescendingly. He thought to himself: “Snotty little pork knuckles. It’ll be a shame to see them go, but progress cannot be stopped…”

So the wolf huffed and puffed and blew down the house of sticks. The pigs ran to the house of bricks, with the wolf close at their heels. Where the house of sticks had stood, other wolves built a time-share IR for comatose, vacationing wolves, with each unit a rubber reconstruction of the house, thereby putting Durex out of business, as well as native mama shops, snorkeling and dolphin shows.

At the house of bricks, the wolf again banged on the door and shouted, “Little ter bah, little ter bah let me in!”

This time in response, the pigs sang songs of solidarity and wrote similar letters of protest to LKY and the United Nations.

By now, the wolf was getting angry at the pig’s unsympathetic refusal to see the situation from the carnivore’s point of view. So he huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed, then grabbed his chest and fell over dead from a massive heart attack, proudly brought on from eating too many fatty foods and not adhering to the food pyramid.

The three little pigs rejoiced that justice had triumphed and did a little drunken dance around the corpse of the wolf, ending the ritual with a piss in the mouth for good luck. Their next step was to liberate their homeland, something learnt from G.Bush. They gathered together a band of other pigs who had been forced of their lands. This new brigade of flabby-guerillas attacked the IR complex with machine guns and rocket launchers (scaring off the sun-bathing chio bu’s) and slaughtered the cruel wolf oppressors, sending a clear signal to the rest of the hemisphere not to meddle in their internal affairs. Then the pigs set up a model socialist democracy with free education, universal butt care and affordable wolf meat for everyone.



Please note: The wolf in this story was a metaphorical construct. No actual wolves were harmed in the blow(job?)ing process




adapted by mua. :p
Long tyme le. update. went for the orientation run. 4.8 in half an hr. and i was serious too, kept pushing myself. walao. hey! think i saw Patrick there! all the R.I ppl also testing the trail... too bad dint see Chung Cheng or some other monk... haizz.
we ran better then dem lor. firstly, they started off 5 mins earlier, 2nd, they were sining some bottle song. "10 bloody bottles, standing on the wall..." get it? then i run pass and hurl niceties at the bottles. then the uncle comes after me for not recycling.

have to push myself more Mon. love the nxt week. even if the national colours are gay. yay! think im gonna volounteer to get my face painted.

gonna watch Tokyo Drift. dun go scratch ur neighbour's car kids. listen to JAY ARE!!!. eww...


ruff?

uh-HUH;
time;9:41 PM

.C R A P.

yesterdays.
. February 2006
. March 2006
. April 2006
. May 2006
. June 2006
. July 2006
. August 2006
. September 2006

YOz
`Green is da new pink
`forgiveness
`certainly
`no1 reely cares
`Chinked
`Rhapsody
`Attitude
`Pissed

`suck eet
`join ma fan club!
`duh
YAY!!! monkeys can fly!
CMM in the flesh
adopt your own virtual pet!
Spew

MATES
Bargalo(shit, forgot the spelling)
Cedar Trees
Emo
EW (not eww* itz mor profoundz)
FUNGUS!!!!
Greggy/Greggo/Ge Ge PIMP!!!
Hand Die
harold, A.K.A. hongK
JOEl... dun dist after 9 pm
MArc da shrink
mORGY
mORG's Org
nicky HENG
RooFtopPhay)
Ruff*
Shit Teach, itz in chinese mind( for research purposes)
short dick, big ego
Sock Leng
Thumbz
useless crap u dun wanna see
Violins. at least i think thats all...
Wei Jian

LINKS
Music makes ur head spin in circles
Videos dun do much, kinda useless really
u can sing along if u want, although please provide innocent passerbys wif the appropriate ear protection(ear plugs)
sum hack and slash type orf game, lots of bloody flying heads...
weird words that dun reely belong in a song
FALLOWT boi,sugar we're goin DOWN V2
might not want to take this crap too seriously...[coz it's crap, i contributed half of it!]
for all horror jorks...the ws freaks me owt...GO SqUeAm
easiest way to express ur hate for an organism
-` 987 `_
2 Ds.rawkon
recommended by greg. bou this dude coming to terms with his ugliness
crap i picked up
LOTR(ouch)
spider with certain problems
Improve ur chinese

h0o dar hell?
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_` BRIT `_
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_` SIMPLE PLAN `_
_` GOOD CHARLLOTE `_
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-` Yellowcard `_
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