Monday, August 29, 2005
"Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure."
Yes it is.Stayed at home today too...blasted rhino virus.As you can see,i did a little sorting hat test online.I'm proud to say i'm in ravenclaw.House ravenclaw has many wonderful characters in the harry potter series such as Cho Chang and my personal favourite,Luna Lovegood.Now, for those of you who think i've gone off the deep end,that i'm off my rocker,i say,well,boo hoo to you! I was gifted i the sense that i was never really ON the rocker per se.A little insanity never hurt anyone,at best, it makes a great legal defence.So,anyways,what am i blabbing on about?Well,let me start by saying KUDOS to Ms Rowling,for revolutionising english fantasy.I know the pressure on her writing of the final chapters in the harry potter saga must be psychotic.But not to worry,I here at born dreaming feel that she only needs to put pen to paper to make people smile.So,why would i go on and on about harry potter?To those of yiz who never even gave the guy a chance,all i can say is "Go and read the ruddy book for crying out loud!" AND DON'T JUST WATCH THE STINKING MOVIE!ya bunch of lazy yellow bellied.....So,take it from me, read the books,you don't have to start with book one,i started with book four,which didn't make me throw my hands up in frustrated agony but actually fanned the fires of "potter passion" or so they say.I could still remember thinking what the heck was a snitch or a nearly headless nick.Well, stop wondering, read the book.The good thing with harry potter is,for one,(though i am a fan of Tolkien's too) you do not have to follow the adventures of a group of midgets or watch some idiotic show-off elf(who has hair like beckham) traipse across 6 feet of ruddy snow for crying out loud! So, by now, you may probably want to head over to your nearest bookstore and secure a copy of "the philosopher's stone"(which is now also published in welsh,greek and latin for all you...EUROPEAN folk,Linda.) or, this article might make you think Ms Rowling had included some kind of mind control drug into the books' printing ink.Or,if you're already a fan of the Harry Potter series,you have just wasted your time reading this.So,yea,well.
Teacher's Day tomorrow.Must play my cards right....Am also performing in skit.Wish me luck.But...what is luck other than an event occuring in one's favour.
"I contradict the Sunday Times.The english speaking world is NOT divided into those whom have read the hobbit and the lord of the rings,and those who are going to read them,but in fact,divided by those whom have read the harry potter series and those who WILL read them."-Me.
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Clown but not out.
Didn't go to school today.I have been bested by the common cold!Now, before you guys start rolling your eyes and tutting your tongues out,lemme give you sow you ow this blasted rat race began.The common cold,commonly caused by the common rhino virus.
FRIDAY,AUGUST 26.I just headed to school as per normal,but the night before, an eyelash flew into my eye.Yeah,i know,bloody annoying.So i did what any civillised homosapien would do,i clawed at it.So,in the morning, my eyeball looked like it joined a "fun with red paint" programme.And as luck would have it, they did a check for sore eyes that day.Well,i talked my way out of heading the General office to be deported.It cleared up by recess,but the problem was,my body's defences had already fought the good fight at hamberger hill,that is to say, my antibodies were used up in getting my eye back to normal.So that day,diaster struck.I was in fected...
SATURDAY,AUGUST 27.I began to feel the ill effects of that blasted virus.Simple organism my Darwin ass kicking foot.My nose began runnin runnin,and runnin runnin,and runnin runnin,and RUNNIN RUNNIN.In that context,there was disrespect,when i bust my rhymes, i sneezed like heck.There was no five minutes for me to disconnect,from all intellect,cause skit practice was in effect.Yesh.Skit practice.Bloody thing.I think for once i may lean towards the dark side on this one.I share GGA'S views on this,goth girl aisha.I would like to see you guys try to get her to state her views.Then anand,that prat,and russell,decide to come over to my place.Anand dowloads some songs and we spend some time bashing each other's brains out in star wars episode iii,the ps2 game.I of course,had the most wins on me.And i wasnt even on form...Day passed with snivelling and sneezing.Throat as sore as a baboon's backside.
SUNDAY,AUGUST 28.Food and FUN fair day at church!!!Mom looked forward to this day for years.Sneezing came to abrupt stop,as did sore throat.Thought i was in the home stretch.But, alas,i was only in the eye of the storm.Drank loads of drinks,at two bucks a cup too...where were the morals in church?Sharon and keith duped me into buying some porcelein stuff.Afflicted with slight cough.At around evening,Cough grew worse.Mom brought me to J-lin's.A clinic at limbang.A teensy mall at choa chu kang.A suburb of singapore.A place in south east asia.Contrary to popular belif,nowhere near china.
And so,that is how i ended up with an MC for today.And today's the audition for the blasted skit.Today,we find out wich classes make the cut to perform during the T-day celebrations.Snort.Cough muchh worse,asses forcing me to make presence at the hall at 4:30,no other alternative is seen.Wish me luck.I'll tell you guys how it went k?But the cool thing bout the cough is that i recorded some Ringwraith noises on my phone.Darn H button not working too ard.Performing isnt really my thing.....
"I must not fear.Fear is the mind killer.Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.I will face my fear.I will permit it to pass over and through me.And when it has gone past,i will turn the inner eye to see it's path.Where the fear has gone,there will be nothing.Only i will remain."-Litany against Fear.Bene Gesserit teaching.Dune.
Sunday, August 21, 2005
....And Scene.
Whooowheee...I am more bushed that an aussie coralsnake stuck in a pickelbarrelfull of raw tomatoes.Ah-HA!!!There you go,there are no coral snakes in australia,but i am bushed.Stay on your toes now...
So anyway,today was confirmation for seetoh and the blasphemous bible boy.Yup,Seetoh's new name is now Daniel.So,no more jokes.Woke up bloody early today,practically falling asleep at the bishop's sermon.You'd think that cool looking holy staff would make a guy interesting And there was this over enthusiastic guy who kept adding his own lines to the worship songs,laughed real loud at the bishop's jokes and...well,sheesh,that guy's one happy fella,kinda freaky,...you know the kind...Well,anyway,we left later and headed for harbourfront.We had lots of time to kill,about five hours,by russell's calculations.Yea,russell was there too.So, we found nothing of interest there,so we left and wandered some how into plaza singapura...Really,when youre looking for a cheap form of entertainment close to central singapore...well,there are none.And we learned that the hard way...So at plaza sing,seetoh and that moron ditched me and russell,thinking they were so high and mighty,well,let me just say that the tables were turned!Me and russell couldnt care less.jerks.We hung out at times.Singaporeans must be the only nationality that goes to times bookstore,a prominent well known institute of fine reading materials,and crowd around the ruddy MAGAZINE SECTION!Disgusting.I saw a tornado in a bottle...that was like, so cool!it was a tornado...in a bottle!amazing.
Well,bro picked us up and we went for that darn skit practice thing...Nothing uneventful,but there was one part where felicia,our co-ord,beat one of our actors with her slippers for smiling...whatever happened to a salary cut or even democracy?Well,like i said,i'm bushed.Started reading harry potter again.Thank you Rowling.Feel much entertained in this bland cold world....
"You're the writer!I'm the drawer."-Russell Lim at our differing artistic expressions.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Stuff that was forgotten....
Over the course of my draining week of crap-based activity.
1) Forgot to mention that i left my I.C in the EL Oral Room.I said i forgot my "Identification"...Have to be American ya?
2)Andrea would like me to mention that she won/found on the floor/received from a football playing king in space with a moustache,a...what was that called again?A Maurice Bodykin?Michelle Bobbins?...Oh yes,a Hermes....burkun?burkin?Some glamourous zoe tay handbag.Yeah.So what ever she tells you,it's fake.She got it for 30 bucks at some jewellary-made-bagshop.
3)Saw Noni from the bus today.I was in the buus next to the bus she was on.She was too busy checking her eyebrows to notice my frantic almost lunatic waves and vehement gesturing.Many people thought i was a proper nut.So,don't be surprised if you see Noni in the next issue of Vanity Fair.I however will make my appearance in TIME in due time...
Yea..i think that's it...Hmmm....been some time since i created this blog,Here's to even more years and posts!The LRFK(Linda ROCKS Fan Klub) sends their regards as Linda once against braves the language barrier and fussy cab drivers to traverse the strange sights of Europe.Just say Spacatum Tauri when you're around Latin people.That'd shut em up.Contact the president of the LRFK if you would like to curse in different languages.You never know when a good "And take that you Slimy *#%@@#$#@$" would come in handy.Why,some people even feel honoured to be insulted in their own language.
The most Blasphemous Quote i've heard.
"I am god."-Morgan Freeman,Bruce Almighty.(By the way, you ever wonder why God is always portrayed as a black dude?Cause african americans are more holy?The universal Sucking up to a black audience?Some other insecurity?Hmmm...to be discussed at a further date.)
Thursday, August 11, 2005
The Psychology Of Curry Puffs
Okay.I know what you guys are thinking...What the hell am i doing studying the complex emotional aspect of a fried dumpling?Well,sorry to burst your lurdicrous(if the spelling's wrong,blame my dear sister,currently pursuing her HONOURS.) bubble,but i dont interrogate foodstuff.What then,am i ranting about?My face off with uncle sam and a shaolin monk,of course.Now, you might be partially right in saying that this boy has LOST it.No, it all makes perfect sense.Let me tell you about my harrowing adventure in the search for gold.Black Gold.An A1 on my O level Certificate.Maybe i'm a bit ambitious,but hey,It was the great Mr .Donald Trump that said "ambition is the first step to greatness"(In the negligible off-chance that Mr.Trump actually visits this site, i would like to say that the man quoted no such thing.On the even more rare chance that Mr Trump would like to BUY this COPYRIGHT PENDING quote,he would please E-mail me at kungfu_skunk@yahoo.com.sg Thank you Mr.Trump.) Well,it's actually quite simple to make sense of my words.Come on,Ya don't need a Mensa high I.Q....Okay fine.It was my O level English Oral examination today,hence the mention of black gold.Uncle Sam and Mr.Monk were my invigilators(D.U.H) and psychology and curry puffs were what i talked about.See?How many of you guys got that?Linda?Sis?Coin collecting Blog guy?No one?sheesh....Now,why would i want to talk about a malay potato snack for my O level?You Got me there.But of course!The picture showed a group of"domestic helpers" or maids cooking curry puffs!Ingenius!How can you not see the connection?Curry puffs,most important exam in my life(literally)....And then Uncle Sam keeps questioning me!Jerk.But he's Kinda okay, i guess.If he visits this site....ah well, he dunno me,i dunno him.Anyways,the conversation was what i would like to do in the future.First reaction:DUDE!Are you like,SERIOUS?Yup.Sure breezed through it.Said that i would like to pursue a degree in Psychology(Finally get it?) And i also whacked that my dear sister was my inpiration cause she pursued a similar degree and is now in australia,A fully qualified,Highly paid,Savoire Faite SHRINK.Yeah.Lying through the skin on your teeth really works...Well, i'll leave ya here then,the shrink wants to use the pc.
"You seem like a QUIET and STUDIOUS young man."-Uncle Sam(EL ORAL INVIGILATOR,'O' levels)Lesson Learnt:I AM the master of manipulation.
Friday, August 05, 2005
A tribute.To the greatest potstar on earth.
Pot star= POLITICAL star.Not Hendrix.Now,what can i say about her?The black haired bombshell that was dropped on our fair nation,Apparently,singapore wasnt ready.So,now she's back in scandyland(No,sister(andrea) i never told ANYONE about Sandyland.Ooops.) aka scandinavia...i think...And though she left without SAYING A WORD to poor old me,i still think a tribute is in order.She reads the Art Of War,by Sun-tsu,which is what is probably scaring off the guys,she someday wishes to murder a certain Flower throwing Hippie(Err...no one in particular i know,say,have you heard of mega-WATI?Yea,she's a powerful FiguRe head.Once this woMan eveN Used Silence as a weapon.PS:PUT THE CAPITAL WORDS TOGETHER.)Yup.No tea parties for this headstrong(as a yak) young lady.Quirky and full of ideas for world domination,she really is fun to talk to.I respect that she puts up with a Tabloid CRAZED....person,starstruck even, who lives in my house.Yea.Want a totally non-biased real world view?Then,by right,Linda is the person for you.So,from everyone here at the LLC(LINDA LOVERS CLUB)current member population 1,"HAPPY LIVING IN SWEDEN!!!Come back soon okay?You ROCK!"Linda,truly someone worthy to be immortalised forver in the sacred archives of this blog.
PS:You owe me a postcard.
Life is basically crazed cramming and unnending schoolwork.The feeling is similar to being perpetually high on dope.
"Anyone who speaks german cant be evil"-jury of sideshow bob.
