Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Guess what!?! I got freakin' ambushed by reporters from Channel U at Junction 8 yesterday. I was like walking and then this lady pops out of nowhere and starts asking me questions. At first I was like "Errrrr... No, I'm rushing for time sorry" but she didn't let me go! Dammit. Then this guy with a huge camera came over and started filming me. I was really pissed off at that moment. The media is one of the things which I hate the most and they appear right in front of me. Felt like slapping the fucking reporter. They spoke in Mandarin and asked me what were my views on people going for plastic surgery. I wanted to get it done and over with quick so I just said I don't think people should go for that. I thought that was the end but nooooooooooo. They started bombarding me with retarded questions like "What if the person is really ugly? What if nobody would want to marry that person?"
HOW THE FUCK WOULD I KNOW? FREAKING DUMB ASSES. I just gave them some really shitty answer and forced a smile. When it was done I was fuming inside. Retarded media bitches.
Ahhhh. Today was a pretty tiring day for me. I woke up kinda early today to get myself ready and to pack my bag. I made sure that everything which I would need today was in my bag but I freaking forgot the most important thing of all - the long sleeve shirt which I'm gonna wear to perform. I only realised that halfway through the journey to school on my dad's car. I asked him to let me off at Khatib as if I told him to turn back so I could get my shirt, he would kill me. After I got my shirt, I decided to take a cab to school cos I would be damn late if I took the MRT and bus.
I arrived just in time before everything began. This minister(Ho Peng Kee) came to my school to officially open the rock wall which was recently built in my school. I didn't bother clapping nor watching it at all so I just slacked around and read some magazines. Went to the hall after the opening ended to get ready for the Teacher's Day Concert. I gotta admit this year's concert is the worse and most boring one EVER. There weren't any really good acts and not many people came up on stage to dedicate stuff to their teachers. Last year's concert was a whole lot better than this year's.
My group's performance was the 2nd last one. We performed Warmness on the Soul by Avenged Sevenfold. We modified the song a bit and it sounded pretty good but I played like 2 wrong notes! Dayum! There was one part which I totally blanked out. I was freaking nervous and like "OH SHIT. I CAN'T SCREW UP NOW." Fortunately, I managed to pull through the whole song. The rest of the band did pretty well in my opinion. The crowd's response was okay.
Enough ranting for today.
See ya turds soon. Take care.
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10:01 PM
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Recently, the "public image" issue has been really getting on my nerves. Loads of people have been commenting on the way I present myself. First of all, I want to make it clear that I do not dress the way I dress and put on make up cos I think it would make me look cool. For me, make up is a form of expression. I express myself through make up and my clothes. So if you're gonna tell me I look like fuck and I shouldn't dress like this, don't bother cos it wouldn't change anything.
Its really sad to see the amount of retards out there trying their hardest not to be
ugly and trying their hardest not to
fit in. There's no point in trying so hard not to fit in with the "in" crowd. This is because tons of people are already doing that and one would just be conforming to the trend. Why do some people look so fake and can't be what they really are and what they really believe in?
A very good example : tHe PiNkIsH guRLs`*____ (:
Look at their Friendster accounts. Filled to the brim with pictures of themselves which they took from an angle which would make them look less ugly. Puffing up their cheeks and cutting their fringes straight, assuming that they'll appear cuter. When they look at the pictures(which are so fucking fake), they feel damn good about themselves. This is called D.I.Y EGO-MASTURBATION.
Another very good example are the people who call themselves "Japsters". WTF?Dressing up like the Japanese. Stupid fake fucks. Trying so hard to be something which they can never be - Japanese. BULLSHIT. Its really insulting to yourself and your country, in a way, when you try to become somebody of a different nationality.
There's more to life than
trying to look good. Define for yourself what is acceptable and beautiful. You do not have to look good to the world to be beautiful.
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6:43 PM
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
This year's TCD concert would suck pretty much as there isn't much variety. Only dance and band. I can frankly say that the dances wouldn't be anything great. As for the bands... There're the better and the shittier ones. I think everybody is gonna die of boredom on that day. This year would be my 4th time performing for TCD. Hahaha. I promised myself that I would perform for every single TCD in Secondary 1 and I have kept that promise. This year's TCD would be the first time I'm performing on stage in a band. Went for the auditions for TCD today. This year the auditions was held at the AVA room instead of the hall. My group was the last one to audition as we needed the piano, which the AVA room did not have. So we had to move the drums and other stuff to the music room. I think my group did okay. Miss Yuniza said the song was moving. I'm kinda glad to know that we were able to bring out the emotion in the song. Really hope we'll get selected. The results would be released tomorrow... Weeeeeeeee.
Oh ya, I finally got my Dr. Marten's boots. It cost me 200 beautiful bucks and it is really worth the money. Its a 10 eyelet steel toe boot. I can cause major damage just by doing 1 little kick. ROFL. Kinda broke now... But I'm saving.
Alright, time to do some serious ranting about shit which is really getting on my nerves.
Recently, there has been a huge increase in the number of Green Day "fans". Its really retarded to proclaim yourself as a fan of a certain band or group when the only songs you know by them are the songs which are being played on radio really often(mainstream bull). And some of these "fans" have a fetish for dressing like Green Day. Eyeliner, black long sleeves with a red tie. You turds who are doing this are fucking retarded. You're not a punk by trying to dress up like Green Day, which the media claims are the "Godfathers of Punk". I respect Green Day but that's like the most ridiculous and outrageous claim ever! The real "Godfathers of Punk" are peeps like The Ramones and Sex Pistols. They were the people that not only sang but lived punk. They don't sing about welcoming people to their faggoty lives and being addicted to somebody like Simple Plan does. Also, purposely not wearing your stupid studded belt from 77th street properly and letting it hang loose is really gay. I know of people who are openly proclaiming to the entire world that they are punk and they're like putting on eyeliner, wearing chuck taylors, red ties with black shirts and stuff like that. You aren't punk. You're more like a Green Day/Good Charlotte wannabe or just a stupid mat rep who fails surveys.
The Casualties
(Simple Plan just got owned)
Mainstream artistes like 50 cent gives people the wrong idea of what they supposedly represent. He's like representing the hiphop culture in the mainstream and he's promoting his gangsta bling crap which is like totally not what the Hip Hop culture was intended to be. Heck, I don't even know how blings blings even got associated with Hip Hop in the first place. Total load of bullshit.
Kudos to those who're keeping it real.Ok. Enough ranting for today.
Will irritate you peeps another time. Bye
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10:07 PM
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Wahahaha. I'm no longer in the course cos I supposedly did something really bad that I had to be kicked out of it. I did not do my Literature homework and my form teacher thinks its one big heck of a deal! Woo. ROFL. And there's like a few others who did not do the work and still allowed to go for the course. Talk about biasness.
Burn in the sweet flames of hell, bitch.
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3:09 PM
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Ah. I've finally started studying.. As in really studying not browsing through my books mindlessly. I've been studying Chemistry alot recently. Hope I can get a C5 and above for chemistry at my prelims. My chemistry has always sucked... I have been getting F9s for Chem since Sec 3. Hope that all this studying would pay off. I've been selected to go for this english course in school which would supposedly aid me in getting an A1 in english. This course is only for those "potential distinction cases".
Felt quite happy to know I'm in that category but my teacher was pondering at first whether to let me go for the course because
(1)I'm always sleeping in class.
(2)She's afraid I won't turn up for the course during the September holidays.
(3)The school is paying for the course.
So she says she'll talk to the principal about it and maybe give the space to people who are more deserving of it. There can only be 25 students in the course so space is kinda limited. Honestly, its not like I'll die without the course. I will work bloody hard for my A1... But since they let me into the course, I might as well make full use of it, right?
FTC and RF may be battling Kamata Breakers(Japan) this Saturday at Esplanade. I'll be going down to watch the battle. Would be going to get my Doctor Marten's boot this Saturday too! I can't wait... Muahahhaha.
Okay Imma go study now.
Cya peeps around. TC.
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7:18 PM
Thursday, August 11, 2005
A little something that does not matter.
I'm so mesmerised by you
The way you talk
The way you smile
The way you laugh
Melts my blood pumper
I miss the times when we talked...
When we enjoyed each other's company
When we laughed and joked
When we shared our problems with one another
I miss the times when I would stay for you
I would not leave. I couldn't bear to.
Your eyes...
How they always sparkle
Your hair...
How they always shine
Your nose...
How its so uniquely shaped
Your lips...
How its so red and pouty
God must have been inspired when he made you.
No words can describe what I feel for you.
But maybe, just maybe, 3 magical words can.
I love you
I really do.
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10:07 PM
Saturday, August 06, 2005
Had session with my crew and Farhan from Radikal Forze yesterday. We practiced damn hard and did not talk much cock like we would usually. As a result of the hard practicing, we were all damn exhausted at the end of session. Before we ended session, we had a little 4v4 friendly battle within ourselves. Me, Dome, Clar and Nic against Farhan, Dehui, Kiat and Jordan. The battle was pretty good. Farhan was madness! Every single one of his set was super clean. Really respect the man.
We spent alot of time on the showcase yesterday. Still got 1 small part to settle today. Can't wait for Monday's performance. Really hope we'll rock the house.
My contact lenses are here! Muahahahha. Learning to put em on. Still have a little trouble taking 'em out but its all good. Now, I'm saving to get Doc Marten's boots and an iPod Mini. Altogether gonna cost me near to 500 bucks. I should be a hundred bucks richer but I lent like 100 bucks altogether to my friends.
Imma go take a bath and get ready for session. I'll see you peeps around.
Take care.
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4:33 PM