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i tried on my sis's shin pads todae.
reminded me of the good times a ball was at the mercy of my foot...
*sigh* i miss the feeling of the tight long socks and the uncomfortable clunky feeling of running on a field with boots and shin pads....
damn i feel like playing soccer.

poor me :( i wish upon a shooting star,
to let mi feelings bring me far,
to see beyond God's works of art
but into their tender hearts.

To hear through the hustle of everyday sounds
and let mi inner mind feel safe and sound.
To let mi actions go deeper than just the skin
and touch the heart of friends and foe akin.

i wish upon a shooting star,to let mi courage run wild,
wilder than the word itself
and stretch where no one can go,
except the man named "imagination".



this is a repeat. was just bored... reading wat i've written. im feeling happy..
like OMG.

haha anyway.
thx for the interesting convo. i feel emo-y now..
lets blog abt smthg sad.
ok, not exactly sad, but not happy or joyous either.

i realise i dun rmbr mi dreams...
i mean, i read somewhere dat every1 dreams, its just whether they rmbr their dreams...
so sad i rarely rmbr mine. i mean dreams wld be cool. haha

well, if im not mistaken i just recently had a dream like last week i think...first time in the year.
:)
it was abt this unknown person taging my blog saying all sorta weird things...
i can't rmbr who the person tagged as.. as in his or her name..
then in my dream i guessed i knew who was tagging, so i went to that person's blog and tagged too. then i was somehow very happy after that...

well, i do like dreams... haha.. even though i rarely rmbr dreams...
they like... tell you what your subconcious think about what happened during the day..
well it is true. smthg out-of-the-ordinary did happen.. haha. and i think my subconcious mind makes alot of sense...

hey! i officially made an emo post a happy one. :)) i really don't know....
*sigh*
-_- mrs khoo, me form teacher, changed our seat arrangement todae, instead of having collums, now there are collumns AND rows... and thankfully, im still sitting at my seat!!! YAY!!
then she was like staring at me, wanted to move me, den i said smthg like, no!! i wanna sit here. She said smthg like i fail mi stupid maths quiz. hello!?!?! it was upon 5. u r a stupid maths teacher and still can't tell that when the maximum mark is lower, the odds of failing are higher. seriously....some sorta dimwit possesing my teacher.. anyway, i got 2 outa 5. whadafuck!! hello it was like 2/5 ain't that bad wat. and plus, i was the first in class last yr... so after all that running thru mi head, she sorta turned away and started to move some1 else. heng ah.. anyway, mi seat is the right corner of the back of the class. BEST SEAT EVER!!!

haha im learning b div now. and nat, I M NOT sad abt not competing, well at least it wasn't expected...

haha so learning back somer.. at first like damn scared and mi stupid brain keeps on telling miself to straighten legs like during back drop... *sigh* well i started doing it...at abt uh... lets see oh yeah abt 6 20... first i kneed mi right cheekbone and soon upgraded to kneeing my left eye...
it was like... OW!!!

den i went home...

and, MY BELOVED ADIDAS BAG HAS A HOLE!!! NO!!! BOOHOO!! :(
I LUV ME BAG.. haha im not competing... expected anyway.. trng B div.

and... uh i'll be ... *sigh* wadeva u call .it.

take up the fight or take flight.. bleah... sigh...

i just realised frm jeremy.. that im not seen happy often.. in sch DUH... like not smiling often and that kindof stuff.

so true... haha its sounds funny, but i mean like, why am i so...wadeva..

its very true u noe, u see ppl in sch happing smiling, and laughing away.. hey i do laugh ok??

BUT now i feel like so :(. argh... amazing.. i m now officially able to make myself feel sad. ABSOLUTE DIMWIT!! *sigh*

i wonder y im like that.. its uber weird man..

and i just realised that i feel like killing ppl on a daily basis, cause my sis was like being so sad abt being annoyed. stick insect, bamboo, pole whatever... but i may not realise it, but i can betcha it hurts and the pain will bite back when i least expect it.. and i think mi kind of social life is normal(i know theres really no such thing as normal, but who cares. lets be generic), BUT IT ISN"T... normal people dun...
- get insulted at 30 sec intervals or every minute..
- feel that teaching others maths is fulfilling..

i mean whadafuck. "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me"
that is SO ABSOLUTE 100% BULL.

since im on this topic i'll like pour it out.
p5, i started realised what being ostracized was like... cause i dunno only dat time den realise lar.
p6, a sorta better i think... got over it..
sec1, i thought being ostracized was bad, until i was being annoyed everyother time.. but.. well sec1 passed by VERY quickly..
sec2, no difference, but its just that mi tolerance grew.

see!?!??! wat kind of social life is that...*sigh*
you'd think pouring this out wld do me anygood, but guess wat??
THE DAMAGE HAS BEEN DONE, SOME SCARS JUST DON'T HEAL.

wtf, fear rejection. well, if u have a normal social life i guess its fine..

and when i feel like it, i'll give u mi long list of 'exceptionally-amusing'-names.

and if i hear that word "emo" i'll...i''ll... do smthg that'll make u pay.

strike when the iron is hot, but i'm just sitting there staring at the screen...
now its gone cold.... im so bored....

*sigh*

sweeter than sugar...

im gonna be blogging like once every few minutes... yesnoidunno.

imtroubledbythat...

ireallyamatalost.

usuallyimcansmoothoverthesethingseasily,

butijustsuckstthesekindofthings.

li ve2 ma shldn't have posted that.. haha.
im like damn bored...
slept during geog todae... 1st time man, its usually lit. whadahell...

lets see... i'll narrate it as a third person.

i was wiping those darn white shoe polish markings on mi black addidas bag..(oh.. i luv mi bag)

then like it took like abt 5 squirts of water on mi hand to wipe those damned things off.

then i heard some1 behind me say " nevermind..".

This is the millisecond breakdown of mi thought.
-who is that?? wait...
-sounds like a girl... yeah it is..
-ok... so she is.. i dunno who(cause i wasn't facing her)...
-then waitaminute, she must have been watching me cause she didn't want me to see her walking to me... hmm... uh yeah how to look at any1 when im looking @ mi bag... you've gotta care alot to plan it so nicely...
-after i dunno how long...(im such an idiot man..)
-i turn me head... i see the back of liv.
-whadahell... by then she was like a few metres away...
-i dunno why i suddenly feel like such an idiot...

then since im waiting for sam, im like 'HURRY'.. i wanna get out of here and ponder..

he says sit down.

then its like he asks what do u think she wanted to ask you?

me: uh i...

sam:if she said ' do u like me or smthg' wat wld u have said? "uh yeah" or "eww get away frm me..(smthg like that la.. no offense whoever's reading this)"

me(right now the neurons in my head HAVE OFFICIALLY ALMOST FINISHED DISINTEGRATING): uh... i would freak out
* see i told u im such an idiot*

sam: ok i done lets get outta here..

NOW IF THAT AIN'T FOOD FOR THOUGHT, I DON"T KNOW WHAT IS.

and.. i think im not competing... haha. wadeva la. ok i found out that i can't make it broader..
DANG..
anyways...
i dun wan monday to come!!! :(((
stupid boring timetable. haha new skin... looks quite nice..
im trying to amke the blog post width longer..
dunno how..
i did it for the profile, tagbrd etc part,
but the posts but damn hard...
got like so many layers thingies...
annoying.

size is no measure of strength if chubby's kicked out.. i'll b reserve!


ME.



the one that actually lost touch of my swivel, once in my bloody life.

the one that always screws up face drop on a bouncy tramp that i haven't warmed up on.

the one that can screw up a 180 turn.

the one that can fly off the tramp getting up from a back drop if i didn't like 'kneel' on the tramp.

the one that spins so fast during front somer that i can land on mi heels. HEELS even though i pointed toes.

the one that can actually screw up my straight jumps due to that asshole-like muscle in my dorsal abdomen..my back la.

Bless my soul and all those ppl who depend on me.

anyway this is just me being very revelation-ish..
dun read it.
go below to mi muchie nicer po(em)st. :P Many atime, one needs someting to support oneself,
it may not be big, nor small,
bright, dark or come in a ball,
and neither have to be found on a shelf.

Take a simple flame for example,
fuel and air must be ample,
sooner or later, it will go out
and for fuel and air, it will start to shout,
definitely without a doubt.

Certain things are naturally nice,
rice maybe, but certainly not mice;
little do people know,
that, its not the cold
that makes snow,
but the emotions within him or her
which make some things just so enjoyable
like the warmth of summer.

Its your gaze that make time fly,
so fast, i wished time never passed by;
but stay and let me admire your beautiful eyes,
while the rest of the world just hops on with time.

That day, i got a look and a smile,
made me so happy, i wished i could stop time and keep that moment in a steel file;
at first i was just hopping on together with time and the rest,
felt like any other daily routine,
like brushing teeth and keeping clean,
until i was told it was quiet a scene.

But my friends always said i had a pinch of pessimism,
i though i was being realistic
but anyway, i couldn't blame them;
i thought, maybe it was a random look,
for i wasn't that low,
but you could never know, cause its never by the book.

Anyway, as i said before,
it doesn't depend on whether its an eyesore,
i don't care,
i mean, it wasn't exactly a bore;
the thing is, it meant a lot,
gave me the courage to fight,
with hell of might.

Now that's somethin' ain't it?

MY BEST... YET.
THE POWER OF INSPIRATION
LIKE A RABBIT,
JUMPS OUT OF YOUR HAT.. hahaahahhahahahaha a lookie and a smilie!!!
made my bloody day!!!
haha...

chubby kicked coach in the balls...
lets see...
PART 1: the 'mole' artistic girl enters gym...
soggi tells sam and u know what happens nxt...
sam started singing songs with the word 'mole'
PART 2: then mr lee asks us to bi sai wif NY...
so nigels jumps...
sam:
nigels screws up... mr lee's pissed
PART 3: sam jumps
he doesn't screw up, to nigel's immense disappointment
PART 4: jon jumps
he try to make him laugh, but he just told us off nicely and jumped WELL.. i think its sean's magic
PART 5: ezra jumps
he laughs like there was no tomorrow...
LOLZ
and screws up... D-U-H
PART 6: chubster jumps..
starts lauging b4 he actually finishes his last jump..
PART 7: i jump
sam says: have a mol(e)lie-day
mi second last staight jump b4 swivel i flew forward..imagine if i did swivel outside the box...
rest of the routine im fine...
PART 8: mr lee's uber pissed... we get scolded... esp. nigel.. he screwed up bad..
PART 9: we walk back to the brown tramp... chubby lags..
coach pretends to wanna da zhen him... he bends lower, lower again, again...
coach gets annoyed and really da zhens him..
chubbs get pissed and ...*loud banging of drums* and...

KICKS COACH IN THE NUTS!!!!

coach shouts at chubbs.. tells him to go home and nvr come back to(gym)

chubbs walks away...

coach asks him to come back

chubbs ain't give a shit and wears his shoes..

coach calls him back again... chubbs throws his socks into the air (in a DAMN effiminate and stylo way)

PART 10: BLEAH WADEVA

PART 11: mr lee calls him back and scolds him...

PART 12: sam, soggi, ezra etc.. me zao..

whadafuck dat was cool...

Thursday, March 22, 2007 8:20 pm

damn thing... im looking for a new bloggieskin cause im SO sianz of this old one...

haha i feel like drawing too but like, whadahell do i draw?? damn... i so bored of copying stuff..

im like quite pro @ copying la when im bored i like caopy all the stupid chinese water colour drawing in me chin TB... i wanna like find smthg to draw.. last time i used to love drawing robots... lolz now i rather do them in 3D..

now all i draw is like copied stuff frm wadeva actually... postcards, TBks *sigh*, blah blah..

haha i wanna learn how to draw the human torch... wif the fire all over the person. DAMN COOL la.

I MEAN WON'T DRAWING THAT >>>>

LIKE TOTALLY ROCK!??!?!!

where's that damn skin when i need it...

5:33 pm

bleah...

im so bored....

a im a stick insect?? thx a lot qiao. -.-

tagiie reply:

nat: im trying to stop miself frm swearing u dimwit... comp coming soon rite?? -.-

not taggie reply:

GLEN, IM SO SRRY, I FOUND A NICER SKIN... :8

Wednesday, March 21, 2007 9:33 pm

OMG mi back is SO @^&$*%^%&*$!!!! painful....

damn thing,, now it won't even respond to me anymore,
since when can a back muscle disobey u??
anyway, the damn thing just sit there, firing up my VERY tired neurons
and giving me all that :#@%^$&^$!!! pain...

im like SO bored...
stupid back.. straight jumps also so ^*%^!!! painful...

the day i had the worst journey home (back pain + hunger, gastric = whadafuck!!??!)

Tuesday, March 20, 2007 5:34 pm

OMG i didn't know so many ppl wld come mi blog...
i shldn't hav posted that personal thingie...
i mean wadda u noe, once mi link is on livia's tagboard,
mi blogg is now visited by SO many ppl....

lets reply tags...

nat: since when r u so into reading and tagging here??? lolz
and pls stop using " o.O " ive only seen gals use it...

ryl: i doubt u know...

qiaohui: answers me tag :))

NOW THAT MI BLOG IS SO POPULAR, I'LL RMBR NOT TO BE PERSONAL..

and pls, i dun host a IM-on-a-tagboard unlike liv, k?

u wan just IM me on msn. i dun really like chatting on mi tagboard.
other ppl's wan more fun. i dunno y???

Monday, March 19, 2007 9:34 pm

NO.... this better not be what i think it is....

it just feels different, maybe this IS what u r supposed to feel like...

*sigh* it feels REALLY WEIRD, AS IN...

i wanna say smthg,
but it'll seem SO weird
i bet'cha i caught her looking...
she too looked like she wanted to say smthg...
but i tell u, she looks really ________ when she smiles,
or when u look @ her directly in the face...
its like the sun shining unto me...

lolz shakespeare-rish

Sunday, March 18, 2007 3:59 pm

WOOHOO... KIMI WON

YEAH!!!!!

PUT A BEAST OF A DRIVER AND A FERRARI WHAT DO YOU GET??

A CHAMPIONSHIP WINNER!!!

im gonna like this F1 season...

Saturday, March 17, 2007 4:44 pm

Long ago IM was the in,
and even the revolutionary email was reduced to a pin.
But thanks to some josephians' loose pants,
the IM was reduced to an ant.
It was mainly livia and the meangreenbean,
but zoe, minyi and others were also seen.
All IM or email wannabes beware,
better stay away
and keep out of its way,
cause livia's tagboard is here to stay....

YOU"VE BEEN WARNED.

lol
tagboard chatting = the new fashion.

Friday, March 16, 2007 6:49 pm

k wadeva lah.... sensitive... i dun noe.

Thursday, March 15, 2007 9:10 pm

i dono why some ppl r like that, its so irritating....

i mean at yustynn house i WAS swearing ok?? but the tone was like all joke-ish and stuff, den jerry went to reply email like he was SO bu shuang.... what the fuck lah!!! terry ask me tell u than u show ur motherfucking attitude.... u think i very free isit? huh? listen to u swear at me...
and plus, i wasn't swearing at any1 in particular at yustynn's house rite?? and dun show ur fucking attitude ok? at least u have a MOTHERFUCKING CAMERA, i dun even have one, neither does the rest of mi family....

den terry, what the hell i dun make fun of u all, then u go around spreading DAMN FUCKING ANNOYING JOKES ABOUT ME..... i step over the line towards u, den u stare like i comitted a freaking sin, you be annoying the whole day to me, den im like what the fuck..!@

it hurts u bloody sumbitches
they hurt...

Friday, March 09, 2007 12:20 pm

NOTHING LASTS FOREVER...

not love
not hate

not pain
not pleasure

not joy
not sadness

not life
not death

not friends
not enemies

not strength
not weakness

nothing lasts forever

tolerance ain't any different.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007 8:07 pm

I GOT FIRST iN CLASS!!!!!!!

Monday, March 05, 2007 8:23 pm

uh... if i were to die like in a month's time, lets see what i'll do

ONE [last few wks] - i'll try to make peace with everyone in mi life.... yes even with all those fuckers out there....... im not that much of an ass.

TWO [ last few days] - i'll talk to that temasek girl, i mean if life's gonna end it can't hurt can it?
then when i die, i'll make sure she doesn't know im like dead cause she'll like feel all guilty, unless she' a motherfucking bitch/whore...(better not b)

THREE [last few hours] - i'll spend mi last hrs, spending time with evry1 i luv, mi friends family etc....

FOUR [last few miuntes] - i'll do wadeva i really like, uh lets see... since im like supposed to die soon, i'll dream abt wadeva i wanna do.

FIVE [last seconds] - i'll try to rmbr life as a gift and rmbr all the goods things in life.

THEN - bye.

8:01 pm

i worked so hard in sec1.... slogged through the fucking trng with dogged determination.... remembering i did not want to lose mi default place in Gym...
i got used to it.... wasn't really accepted, but got along fine.. thankfully most of mi friens forgot mi abrupt 'intrusion' into the CCA....
had fun, got past the straight jump barrier.
i had fun wif terry, both of us going thru the various gym problems together....
end of sec1 came and i mostly learnt lyk, abt two thirds of the routine.....
sec2 came, was quite all rite... we were all excited abt juniors...
aft CNY, we lost a lot of form.... trng got fucked up all over again....
coach started being a fatherfucker again.... jian cha was like killable....
i started feeling really stressed abt trng... NOW, life = a living hell
nanyang appeared in the picture, they weren't exactly "wow-u-r-so-hot!!!!" , but it added some fun at least.... comp wif them was like funny, AND, how the fuck does ezra know?????!?!?!? it can't be that obvious rite?!?!?!
AnYwAy, now im like sick all the fucking time, i dun even noe whether im imagining myself not feeling well.....

THEN, came that faithful day where coach split the whole C div into 2. i got into the 'competing grp' i sorta kicked terry out.... i felt SO bad... i mean when i was sick earlier he got him, but now he's like, OUT. i asked him how he felt, he said he was too happy to get rid of all dat comp. stress..... i dun really believe him, but nvr mind... i moved along.

now im afraid of competing....

i mean, WHAT THE MOTHERFUCK!?!?!?!??

THERE IS SOME SERIOUS MASSIVE FUCKERY GOIN ON INSIDE ME....

STRESS CAN KILL I TELL U, EVERYTHING HAS A BREAKING POINT, I FEAR MINE IS NEAR....

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you are patient,
you are kind,
you'll never leave our minds,
you can hurt in the behind.

you are tender,
you are strong,
you would make a good steak,
and could last forever.

you are pleasure,
you are pain,
you're about giving,
and not what we stand to gain.

you are honest,
you are trust,
truth here is a must,
stop thinking about all that lust.

you are beautiful,
you are sexy,
sometimes you're so petty,
nothing but messy.

you are nowhere,
you are everywhere,
people are always looking for you,
surprise them, that's what you always do.

you are everything,
you are nothing,
no one could ever find the right words for you;
i know it's not nice,
but your name will have to suffice,
so... what are you?