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The 1 year mark

2009-01-11T01:02:00.007+08:00

I'm a lil' raw at this
after an entire 365
days of hiatus
But ahhh...

...THE CHAMP IS BACK!

What's goin' down holmes? If you observed the year part of the dates for this and the previous post carefully, you'd realise its not 2 posts put up consecutively over 2 days. Its a year long gap we're talking about. Yeah that's how long I've been inactive from composing any form of prose. It doesn't feel quite real man, time seriously flies like a brief moment of climax.

Rewind back to the exact time in '08 and if I'm not wrong I was sitting in the middle of the basketball court below Bronco Coy cramped with the crew cut boys I hardly knew, talking to my mum on the phone sounding like a homesick kid. That was one of the many self discovery phases I led during my time at P. Tekong. Tough time it was, but out a tough man. Like what one of the banners in my camp reads: Tough times don't last, tough men do. HOWEVER, I still feel that a regimental life is like dipping my head in shit.

I think I had it made for me to come under the Warrant Officers of Bronco Coy during the infant stage of my army life and take home shit loads of life altering experiences. Under Warrant Officers who look after you like their son under the guise of CCBs and FUs spewing off their tongues. Not to mention those great platoon mates I had, made life bearable until POP. That's when you experience brotherhood man.

I understand that some of you punks have received the dreaded commando letter. Well I should say, GOOD FOR YA! I hold those lot of people, even as a man, with great respect. If you become one, The Champ salutes you. 'Cos you will become THE man. Its not gonna happen I reckon, so if it really haunts you then screw the test.

Just a set of hints/tips/tricks for you homies from the voice of experience himself, who has 10 months left to one of the greatest day in a S'porean male's life. To make your life in green and brown on an island north-east of S'pore easier to manage.

1. Remain looking like a noob and just follow orders, no matter how many opinions and objections you have and you can't wait to question. If you do, the sarges and officers will enforce THEIR opinion upon you and its gonna get so orgasmic.

2. Stick out like a sore ass and get ready to be marked as SKW(sai kang warrior) or the object of a popular party deep into the night. Yes, the blanket, holmes.

3. Fuck around and get fucked.

4. Just like how we should do certain things in moderation and with balance, apply it to your chao keng frequency. Too much and you're screwed, too little and you're blasted for being garang.

5. This is like the traditional NS message that has been there for ages. Try not to drop a bar of soap in the shower...

6. Call your mama nightly to tell her you're doin' just great. The sumptious cookhouse meals, the friendly environment, the clean shitless toilet cubicles and the real understanding superiors. Just hold back those tears while you lie.

7. Post breakfast area cleaning = time for a short nap 'cos reveille is so fucking pissed off early. Then again prepare to get gang raped in the corner of the bunk for eye-powering. Oh sorry man, you're not even doing that.

8. They mean it when you're told that your rifle is like your wife. Its just that the aftermath of mistreating your hypothetical wife is hell worse than women's scorn. Take care of it, its just 3 months before a divorce takes place.

9. There are 2 types of companies you can end up in. Warrant Officer coy, or Officer coy. The latter are companies that are managed by young kids who pass out of OCS, the former by 40+ year old uncles who are lao jiaos in the army. If you fall under WO ones, you lucky jabroni. Get ready to receive shitloads of welfare treatment.

10. Book out times are the defining moment. It feels better than striking lottery... quick flag down a cab after stepping out of the ferry and get the fuck out of the east side and back home. And enjoy a nice warm shower and your comfortable warm bed. Home never felt so good...

Hey, I've forgotten about no. 11 man. Whenever you're feeling down and out, dreadful about the upcoming 6-day outfield hell or route march, missin' your home, mum, girlfriend, your fav tv show or whatever the fuck that is, there's this one option to give you a lil' lift. Its just a phone call away... to The Champ. Let the voice of experience among you all calm your soul and remind you that civilization and your friends are still close by, and I'm 10 months away from retrieving my pink card. YEAH!

This is the 1 year mark, and come this point army doesn't feel that bad anymore. See, you can view your cup as half empty, or half full. Take home something, and experience shit so you have tales to share. Hopefully, its your tales less of shame and more of greatness.

The start of the rest of my life

2008-01-09T21:36:00.000+08:00

Hey yo.

A lil' irony to start off this with: Tomorrow marks the beginning of the rest of my life. not surprisingly I came off the past month with the bo chap attitude towards NS, thinking that stretching holiday leisure to the max will make the enlistment day seem further away. Well here I am now with the day looming right before me. I'd be lying if my balls ain't shrinking, but there's much of the unknown to explore. And my no. 1 motivation to get me through this 9 weeks is to train and train and train, with the end result of a wrestler's bod. Height, checked. Now's the muscle part.

So quickly the sands had squeezed through the mid of the hourglass, and night had fallen. Today had been no different from the past month. Maximising pleasure and play time, indulge in some metal, savour my last home meal, all with the additional tasks of packing and shaving. I feel like some fantastical being from Final Fantasy of sorts; flaking off the past self and now shaven to become a new, glistening, separate entity with a new motive. One more thing yet to do, and it couldn't be a better way to end my final night in my humble abode. Watching the last episode of WWE Raw.

For the rest of the post it shall be dedicated to addressing certain groups of people before I head off to isolation.

Gab, Josh, Jason etc.(and the rest of the G-unit homies): 'Cos of what Jason BSed to me earlier this afternoon about crying, I have this to say man. The Champ sheds blood, not tears. And the same line still applies: I'll come out with a bod tenfold better than before. Ok all this banter aside, yall better start training before entering NS the next year. Enjoy what's left of the poly days though I understand it sucks balls, but just buckle up your balls and stick through it nevertheless. Yeah, The Champ WILL be back to civilisation. Its just 2 weeks. If there's a chance, I'll have a gathering with you assclowns during weekends to share what I'm gonna go through. Good bye, fellas.

Alright, not enough time. I have to round it up with the last one. To my A4 homies, and any other homies from college. I'll see yall again the end of Feb, when we collect results. Great chill outs and gatherings during the hols, and its without a doubt one of the better hols I've had. See you dawgs man.

It sucks more than vacuum to sound like I'm on my deathbed 'cos its not me at all. You will come to experience this at this stage. Good luck and have fun in whatever you fellas are currently doing, be it work or school, while I'm off to my new phase of life.

OOOOOOH YEAH!

Punk out and you're a punk

2008-01-02T20:47:00.002+08:00

Lets get this fast and straight to the point, 'cos I need to maximise my leisure time as usual.

Seldom do I see wrestlers raving off their frustrations on live TV that has nothing to do with kayfabe(storyline). Yes, like seriously letting the live audience and the world know about how fucked up they are with certain superstars 'cos they got punked out. One of this kind is Samoa Joe. Not that I have something against him doing that. On the contrary, my respect for the man just got a notch higher.

Just finished watching the latest TNA P-P-V "Turning Point" and the main event featured a 6-man tag match with the reformed Outsiders(Scott Hall & Kevin Nash) and Joe pitting against The Angle Alliance(Kurt, Tomko and AJ). Once again, this ain't part of the storyline. Due to unforseen circumstances, with Hall punking out on the event, Joe was forced to get his team a replacement which turned out to be Eric Young. Before he called out Young this is what he did.

Saying that he had the priviledge of a "live mic", Joe took it upon himself to condemn Hall for not turning up and proceeded to reinforce the passion for his profession by talking about how there are two types of wrestlers; first, the type that works really hard to become the best and the second, those who don't give a shit about busting their asses for fans and only think about profiteering off the company.

Apparently he went 5mins overtime and I thought this was the most owning line he told a bemused TNA president standing at ringside: "What, are you mad? Fire me, I don't care". Well that's obviously not going to happen, is it? Which company fires the top dog?

Bottomline for sharing this? For one, at certain point of time in life there's definitely gonna be people punking out on you and not that ranting and raving is wrong, but repeating the cycle ain't gonna do shit. Move on 'cos the show needs to carry on. Second, being passionate in whatever you do may not be enough to gain respect. Sometimes you need buckle up your balls, fuck someone right in their face and speak out so they can wake up their idea. Don't be afraid to let your inner frustrations be heard if things get out of hand. Third... I realised to a certain extent that once you become an indispensable tool in an organisation, you are in a great position to fuck around with the upper management.

Joe is the man, boy.

The coming of '08

2008-01-02T20:47:00.001+08:00

Hey yo. Its been quite a while eh? An update had been requested and here it is granted courtesy of The Champ.

Since there ain't much time left and my days are numbered(to getting enlisted, still too young and great to RIP), maximising my play time takes top priority within this 8 days as I type now. Yes, its the dawn of 2008 and I couldn't be happier. '07 had been one heck of a year. To say that its a roller coaster ride is an understatement. Its practically HELL! Screw A's, and the slow tortourous dreadful anticipation of the results too.

Which fella wouldn't be contemplating on their resolutions? Unfortunately, like what I discussed with Gab & Co. during steamboat yesterday, resolutions are but delusions. Realistically speaking, as realistic as your hopes and dreams for the year can be, its gonna be scraped before you can even finish enunciating "medulla oblongata". Don't bother 'em shit, I'd say. Forget about making one and for the year ahead, but do what you can and what you will that serves you best.

Just for the fun of it, and just to become part of the soulless conformity for this few minutes, I'm inking down my personal so-called resolutions that give people a false sense of security. Well you can say, in parody.

1. Make some really good friends during NS ans stick through shit as a team
2. Survive BMT
3. Convert as many people as possible to the Dark Side of black metal
4. Buff up my football skills
5. Read more novels and enrichment books. Been missing out on it
6. Get laid
7. A's results that will make me feel greatness and get me into a local U (ok this is more of a prayer than resolution, but fuck it who cares)

To cut the long story short, its gonna be full-time indulgence in FF12 until 10th Jan and as for my pick on this year of 2008, its gonna be another ride of my life. The transition to THE man.

It's the time of the year again

2007-12-04T22:04:00.000+08:00

Yet again it's that time of the year. When A's, O's, other EOYs are over and done with and you're fervently contemplating on the what-to-do list for December to keep yourself busy. But this particular year is a different one. It is one that I feel the most compelled to utilise it to the max, unlike past years where I simply switch into professional bummer mode until the new school term starts. Yeah boy, this time round its no more school but serving the nation. The enlistment date is not that far off.

Since there ain't any travelling plans it's gonna be the standard slacking routine for now: Gaming on PC/PS2, put on the DVDs, morph into a snacking couch potato. Speaking of gaming its sad to see people still patronising those seedy ahbengs and delinquents tending scarcely adorned shops hawking pirated games, when I already mastered the art of making PS2 games for myself. I'm not sure if I should be saying all these but I'd better be safe and spare the details. Ok, at least people who pay 60 bucks for games aren't so bad. Support original, I understand.

What else, yes, about that part about keeping busy I might go for workouts more often. DIY at home, gym, go for running and that occassional football sessions. Come to think about it, even in holidays you're not let off huh? Before end of year, you are studying and working. Nearing end of years, you start making preparations for what's coming up the following year. Its the wheel that just keeps turning indefinitely.

Finished watching Goal! 2 this afternoon and other than the obvious underlying message that too much fame and cash makes you a pisser, it just goes to reflect the ugly materialistic ambitions of players who so readily hop on to Madrid given the chance.

Oh boy, update's finished and the time to rough it out on "Smackdown vs Raw 2008" is now!

The Final Destination

2007-10-12T21:26:00.000+08:00

This will be the very last entry, THE final conclusion before this very site enters a state of limbo while I dematerialize to God-Knows-Where. Yes I'm officially(and gladly) graduated from the damned pre-U ed and this is yet again the very familiar period of die hard book hitting. Its a mere 19 days left for me and the sands of time is winding down at godlike speed. Two weeks plus, triple A's. This is exhilarating man 'cos my ass is on fire. Nah, its flaming.

Shall not go into details, but grad day which is today was plain better than a tranquilizer. It can even make King Kong sleep its ass off. The class vids were a far cry compared to what Josh produced back in sec 4, and the snippets of motivational deliveries from certain teachers were anything but its intended purpose. The strings are severed; no need to endure that naggy shit from KPH, no need to witness that customary belt adjusting by "the man" every other morning and no need to... ahhh dammit it just feels liberated. Like a waft of fresh air after you climb out of a sewer. OH YEAH MUHFUCKS!

Ok la there's still a bit of nostalgia though. This section is for the class. Just a simple recount for future reminiscing, but you won't see any of that typical emo BS. Its a wonder how time just blinks past. One moment I was on 153 at 7am 18 months ago contemplating how these 1.5 years is gonna turn out to be and the next I'm on the brink of facing A's. And for these past 1.5 years I'll remember these:-

1. Surviving Leong's retarded and senseless sense of humour
2. Morgan... wah lau Pat Jiu Tak Stamp la
3. Tissue lending
4. Joanna and those generous treat of cab rides
5. Those toilet visits
6. Those ogling sessions
7. So where's the no. 1 jersey?
8. The WWE chat during H1 tutorials
9. That celebration of my b'day at Fish & Co.
10. CT period w/ KPH the 'motherly' figure
...
11. Gym-ing session, and that shamelessly naked short fart at that certain gym who bared his hairy nuts and white ass. Can anybody have any more humility left?

Grad day addressed, I recently watched No Mercy where the main event for the champ had an extreme makeover due to Cena's injury(pectoral muscle tear) at the last minute which is gonna put him out for about a year. Yeah, the champ had been vacated and finally one of the few men who deserves to hold the gold had taken over the overrated Cena's reign: Randy Orton. Well, it should have been him long time ago and thank god for that. So I guess this is not only about not quitting and not backing down but its also about the ruthless aggression. Long live the RKO reign!

Ok this really came as a surprise to me 'cos I didn't expect this so early: I'm gonna get my ass enlisted on 10th Jan 2008. The day I'm gonna get my ass into tekong. So I have effectively 1.5 months to go gallivanting after the exam before I get shaved bald. Another beginning to the rest of my life. The transition from a boy to THE man.

But before any of it happens, there WILL be a transition from my prelim failure to A'level greatness... it is guaran-damn-teed. Time to play the Game!

F Prelims

2007-09-17T12:46:00.000+08:00

Just returned from a grueling 3 hour essay marathon for Lit and thankfully it was simpler than I thought. First time that I managed to finish a Lit paper on time and I spent a record 20mins on the unseen poem section when the standard time taken for it is usually 45-50mins. AND NOW LIT IS OFFICIALLY FUCKING OVER! It can't be anymore grueling tomorrow. Chem paper 2 in the morning then Maths stats paper in the afternoon. I've already got it planned: gonna just fucking chill for a few days and not study a thing when it all ends on thursday.

Right now I've got 2 issues I need to ventilate on. First is how "widows" love spamming my mailbox about how their husband died in some remote part of Africa and he left his huge fucking fortune of savings for her which she feels obliged to share. You know the rest. She then single me out to share the fortune with. THANKS MAN YOU'RE SO DAMN FUCKING GENEROUS. Apparently that's not the only story. Some UK Lottery system just can't seem to stop picking me to win their lotteries and send me an email every now and then claiming that I'd won a million pounds. If I were really that lucky to win it every week I'm so gonna join the Singapore Pools queue that stretches to Johor and buy 4-D tomorrow on Wed. What is wrong with those spammers man? If money came that easily nobody would be working their ass off. I don't need to go through the trouble of a bloody JC education just to get to a U and then come out to work like a mindless slave.

This is what I replied the most recent spammer:

"OH REALLY!!!? HOW LUCKY CAN I GET! Well because you are so kind I'd like to reward you with SGD$1,000,000 in my bank provided that you can break the following code: KCUSU(read backwards)"

Second thing is about WWE. My respect for Cena is long dead considering that he is overhyped and he don't deserve to be the champ any longer 'cos he fucking held it for a year. Other superstars became transitional champs 'cos of him. Yeah he may be the most hardworking assclown in the biz but other wrestlers deserve a chance. Of cos, I should cut the white boy rapper some slack cos this is partly due to the storyline planning on the stupid committee's part. Either way, his "Cena suck" groupies are growing by the day so being a Champ is not so honourable anymore eh? Its sad that only 5 year old kids and ignorant adolescent girls scream their support for him while the rest have no qualms about cheering for his opponents in championship matches(just watch any championship matches in any recent PPVs and you'll understand what I mean). I wouldn't mind if HHH win it from him now despite being a 11-time champ, but I would want Orton to win it at the upcoming Unforgiven. Well, if Cena wins it AGAIN, seriously man, F*** HIM!

Time to hit the books. Its gonna get busy... real busy.

2007-09-05T11:00:00.000+08:00

It is a wonder how people don't know how to use a correction tape and need me for help.

Now this is even more embarrassing than pronuncing rendezvous as "ren-dez-vez".

Metal fest

2007-08-26T22:40:00.001+08:00

The next metal concert is coming downtown faster than I thought. Its been about 3 months since the Dragonforce concert and some time in the next month its gonna be Megadeth's and Heaven and Hell's turn to churn the intestines of the locals with their heavy metal.

Yeah this is what I mean. More exposure for metal and turn SG to the dark side.

What's blasting on the sets: In the heart of stone by Dark Moor

Nihilism

2007-08-26T22:40:00.000+08:00

This is one band
That ranks in one of my top 10
Metal Bands
Hailing from Finland...
Norther.

Everything

Everything I had is gone and all I cared is dead
There's nothing to lean on, there's nothing to hold on
Now all is said and done left behind like a dream
There's nowhere to go nowhere to go to
I thought I had it all (X4)...

You were everything in my heart and my heart still beats, these empty beats
You were everything in my heart and my heart will go on, without you

You took it all, all away, left me there, there to stay
Feeling so cold now I'm on my own now
Why should I live my life anymore
You are gone and I lost it all
There's nothing to lean on, nothing to hold on

You were everything in my heart and my heart still beats, these empty beats
You were everything in my heart and my heart will go on, without you

Still I have to carry on, carry on and on
There's nowhere to go to, nowhere to go to
I'll hope this pain will fade away, fade away some day
There's nothing to live for, there's nothing to die for

I thought I had it all (X4)...

You were everything in my heart and my heart still beats, these empty beats
You were everything in my heart and my heart will go on, without you

If you were to look at the lyrics alone its suspiciously pop. Seems like some cheesy, bubble teenage pop tunes from some squeaky girl group about post break-up emotions. Sorry to disappoint the majority of yall who are still shackled in the abyss of the MTV influence, but this is fuckin' METAL.

If you were to contextualise it in the Melodeath side of things, with the dark, sinister ideologies, the meaning is less superficial and to say the least, symbolic. Its quite a paradox that the song title gives you a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment while in fact everything centers around Nihilism. I could draw parallels to that considering that I'm trapped in a similar void in some ways. The dreadful, single minded pursuit of scoring A's great enough to secure a place in U when everything else doesn't have a purpose.

Who cares about lyrical content though, when the emphasis is on the technicality of the song. 4m31s of orgasmic experience. Its so damn freaking good that it plays on my iPod at least once per day. I swear I'm gonna apply to be on 987 control(1hr show on 987fm on Sundays where a listener hosts it and introduces his/her favourite music) after A's and turn the nation to the Dark Side.

The onslaught

2007-08-12T11:16:00.001+08:00

Yo homies
Here's some shit you call a joke:
How'd you know a mermaid's a C-cup?
...
Cos she wears C-shells
All together now... AHHHHH!

Work, work and more work. Its driving the humour out of life. I don't even have a fraction of a second for my new downloaded(shhh, apparently security is so friggin' tight that ODEX are busting up kids' lil' asses with slaps of $10k fines), ahh, I meant obtained game Neverwinter Nights 2.

Its not very different from Diablo. Typical RPG action adventure but much more interactive. Its a wonder how games have revolutionised to the extent that you can take up to half an hour to create a character provided that you're patient enough to assimilate the concepts of the game while choosing what you want for your character. So many features, so many quests, so many monsters but so little time.

Dammit man, 'twould be great to get a break. Sadly there's no break until after 12 weeks from now unless I break myself(AHHH!). But for tomorrow, I'm strictly implementing a 2hr break starting from 2255 hours. Its only the second weekend since the start of the 07/08 season but the first clash of the tians is already here: Liverpool vs Chelsea. Pundits are firmly behind a draw with really low scorelines, but my support for the Reds to triumph the Half-African-Half-English Blue losers stands ever more firmly than an erected appendage. With the Blue(no pun intended) pill effects.

Reds off to flier

2007-08-12T11:16:00.000+08:00

Hah, what can I say man? After watching Gerrard curl in the 25 yard free kick at 87th minute to up the scoreline to 2-1, I'd gotta say Liverpool are off to a flier. Now its kinda like, "Bend it like Gerrard". Looking fine in their new White & Black away kit, I'm dead sure they'll look just as fine as champs at the end of this 07/08 season.

With big name signings and takeovers sprawled all across EPL, the excitement just keeps getting better and better.

WWE Smackdown tour

2007-07-24T18:46:00.001+08:00

'Twas 3 hours long
'Twas my third visit
And live WWE events are still that damn good

I hate to do this, especially when it concerns the no. 1 sports entertainment in my life. But I have to gripe about a few things. Why wasn't it a full house? Why was there so many empty seats? Where's the fireworks? Why didn't superstars like Hardy and Punk who were scheduled to come turn up? Where's all the WWE free gifts? In the words of Ron Simmons... DAMN!

But still the fact that I'm sitting there live, about 50m from the ring was a joy. It was grand, the atmosphere and everything, but the lighting sucked though. What can you expect... its just SG Indoor Stadium. The show started at 8 sharp and the familiar voice of Smackdown ring announcer Tony Chimel signalled for the opening match of the evening: Chris Masters vs Ric Flair. Yeah the crowd went "WOOOOOOOOO!" like hell. Unbelievable man. The chops to the chest were seriously resounding, it just echoed throughout the arena. Not that I'm exaggerating, but that's how hard the chops were. Fast forward to the end, Flair managed to get Masters down on the mat and he duely applied his trademark Figure Four leg lock, forcing the Masterpiece to tap out. WOOOOOO!

I have to admit certain matches were boring the crap outta me, like the Tag-Team match between Deuce & Domino against the Major Brothers. It just indicates how pathetic the Tag Team division is. New kids on the block, no experience, no charisma, no nothing. Can't fight for nuts. Just go home. Another boring match was the divas match featuring Michelle McCool and Victoria. It could've been more interesting if they did a bikini contest instead of fighting it out.

The crowd was phenomenal. They taunted the heels like shit and the cheers for the faces threatened to tear the house down. It was a pleasant surprise to see Rey Mysterio back in action, even better since my first time seeing him back is not on TV but at a live event. That's something no one else can boast about. The master of 619 did his usual high flying moves and I think that was one of the best matches on the card. No superlatives can describe how impressive those athletic moves were because what you see him do on TV is a far cry from the experience live. He finished the match by headscissorsing Chavo onto the second rope and did the 619 for the win. The funniest thing about the match was the kids around me who screamed "CHAVO SUCK!" like there's no tomorrow. And there was this mutt somewhere behind me who screamed "CHAVO GAY!". Poor fella. I guess he was the most insulted guy yesterday besides Khali and Elijah Burke.

Once again its a surreal experience when I personally witnessed those self-important entrances from A-list superstars like Batista and Kane. It was hard to register that I'm seeing those hulking figures in person. And of course, you wouldn't imagined that The Great Khali was really GREAT in size. The 2.18m tall Punjab giant was a head and a quarter taller than Batista. He's the largest human being I saw in my life after Big Show.

I have to give it to Kane man. Talk about entertaining and humor, I have to mention the Kane vs Finlay match. That fella known widely as the Big Red Monster came across to me as some tall, bald headed guy who's simply just enjoying his holiday in Singapore. Not at all a monster. He just came out of that taciturn, destructive shell and got the crowd going. The funniest moment came when Hornswoggle(Finlay's little bastard) interrupted the match and taunted the big man, put his green hat on Kane's shaven head and even tried chokeslamming him which was highly comical. The image of Kane wearing that little green hat was just ridiculous, but entertaining though.

I gotta give them some credit for orchestrating a surprise for the Singapore fans. The main event was scheduled for the World Heavyweight Championship between Batista and The Great Khali, but less than 5mins into the match Finlay came out to disrupt the match, prompting the ref to call for the bell. Batista won by DQ, but Khali retained the champ.

Of course, it would be a huge disappointment if the show finished like that. Kane ran out into the ring to help The Animal and as expected the match became a tag team match featuring Batista and Kane vs Finlay and Khali. Because of that match, I witnessed the SG spirit. Yeah, Khali got screwed the Singaporean way when everyone on the house chanted "KHALI CHICKEN!" with gusto 'cos previously, the champ walked back to the curtains and Batista branded him a Great Big Chicken. Amazing stuff. The cheer sounded really singlish and full of local flavour.

The big question mark was when can I get to watch this spectacular event live again as Batista saluted the fans and disappeared behind the curtains. The passion for wrestling just flows ever strongly in my blood and I'm definitely getting the ringside seats the next visit.

Results

1st match: Ric Flair def. Chris Masters
2nd match: Deuce and Domino(World Tag champs) def. The Major Brothers
3rd match: Michelle McCool def. Victoria
4th match: Elijah Burke def. Steven Richards
5th match: Rey Mysterio def. Chavo Guerrero
6th match: Kane def. Finlay
7th match: John Morrison(aka Johnny Nitro)(ECW champ) def. Tommy Dreamer
8th match: Batista def. The Great Khali(World Heavyweight champ) via DQ
9th match: Batista and Kane def. Finlay and The Great Khali

Competition

2007-07-24T18:46:00.000+08:00

Yo
The countdown timer starts
Its less than 4 days
To the WWE Summerslam Tour

So it came to pass that I had once shamelessly proclaimed myself the English God, but it seems highly ironic at this point of time when I evaluated my GP and Lit grades in hindsight. A big, self-deprecating E for both. Yeah the results were really EEEEEEEE.

6 more weeks to prelims and following that another 1+ month to A's itself. I guess man wakes up when driven into desperation. That double E seriously dunked me deep into the flames of hell to singe the delusions and triggered me to contemplate on accomplishing a few things, which are mainly to rule the roost in the England field and to surpass even my sister's standard in the near future. You wouldn't have thought rat races extended domestically huh...

Perhaps its not just the results, but the GP head herself came into Lit lecture earlier this morning to do a report + a dressing down on the Lit cohort for the kind of rock-bottom grades we're getting all year long. One thing she said just got me fired up in the ass, and that was my class may be the best performing one but our linguistic capabilities are not up to standard. Like wtf? So I suck too? I'm hell bent on justifying my England prowess. Its due time to restore the king back to the throne. No more grand delusions, its about not quitting and not backing down. And if you want some... you know the rest.

The Metal Scene

2007-07-15T23:35:00.000+08:00

Yo homie
After that fucked up med check-up at CMPB
I'm fucking put into Pes A
Pleast just don't drag me into commando

Yeah like what the preamble reads I'm dreading the hell out of the prospect of being drafted into the list of potential commandos. And that stupid medical check-up is a damn waste of time. Waste 4 hours of my life like that. But the good thing is I'm excused from school for the day. Yeah well I'm put into Pes A. Every fit and able-bodied males without any physical ailments will automatically be drawn into that category. I think I might want to get into the air force considering that I see my bro having a slacking life there.

That's not my purpose of this post though. I need to ventilate about the SHIT the MTV era is being exposed to and vocalise the pity of such insignificant metal scene in SG. Ok we are all once part of it, maybe even now for those who haven't grown out of those melodramatic pop/love songs or overhyped R&B shit, but I guess our music taste should mature in proportion with our age ain't? Yeah I emphasize on the word "SHOULD". Sadly the majority population don't. As far as I can see, locals are still shrouded in the mini pot of contemporary crap, be it the overplayed "Umbrella"(my sis actually had the audacity to ask me download this piece of crap for her... obviously I rejected her curtly) or the chinese music that simply brings the 3 letters of CMI to mind. You can argue its all about taste and preference, I'd say its pure ignorance. And lack of diversification as well.

Perhaps that was why it took me like an eternity to finally discover a metal fan in my school. It was a case of so near yet so far. He turned out to be one of my homies in school all along. Ok, say the Dragonforce concert that took place not long ago. It wasn't that widely publicised in Singapore. But when Rihanna came down to SG people knew about it prematurely and went nuts. Seriously man, the MTV population is drugged beyond redemption. Come on give yourself more choices and listen to more respectful music. Your ears deserve something decent, not some trend that you tag along blindly.

When comes to this I can be very subjective. I do have a basis for saying metal is the way to go. This is one of the most long-lasting genres and I believe its still here to stay. The history of metal is long, widely researched and not to mention intriguing in an educational way. The origins of black metal and the incidents of church burning is an interesting read, you might wanna wiki that. That aside the technicality of it owns everything. The guitar, the speed, the drums, the ideology, the lyrical content, the themes... everything. Contemporary nonsense and cheenah shit are gnats when juxtaposed with metal. And fuck off man.. those assclowns who take it upon themselves to blast those kinda crap on their phones. It seriously gets on my nerves and I'm not hesitating to get antagonistic right in their faces. It disturbs my peace and sure as hell an earsore.

I live and breath melodeath(short for melodic death metal). For the ignorant imbecils, it is NOT noise. Its just plain ownage.

Before I hit the bed and before I forget, I wanna thank my A4 homies for orchestrating that bday surprise for me at Fish & Co. last tuesday. That was B-E-A-FUCKING-UTIFUL! THANKS YALL!

The legal age; Torres' in

2007-07-05T20:29:00.001+08:00

WHAT UP!?
Its THE Thursday!

I was just waiting for it and there it was: the official conclusion of the MYE at 1350 hours for me. It couldn't have ended at a better time than the day I turn 18. Screw the 50mins of Chem MCQ man, more importantly I get to game and frolick around for these few days. In the words of Alexi Laiho, this is B-E-A-FUCKING-UTIFUL!

I'VE FINALLY REACHED THE LEGAL AGE! By the way I think Liverpool FC is indirectly trying to give me a present by signing Fernando Torres right on my birthday, right TODAY. Damn, I'd say this $26m is well spent, provided that he delivers the kind of magic that he had done at his former club of Atletico. Seriously watch all ya asses, MU, Chelsea and Arsenal... the Reds are gonna rule the roost this season.

This is probably one of the most orgasmic feeling: finishing your exams, get to chill and putting the burden behind you tentatively, while your classmates still have to be stuck with their last paper the next day. Yeah i know it, I'm a fucking jabroni who dwells on people's misery. OH YEAH!

Time to chill, not time to study.

The declaration

2007-07-03T17:52:00.000+08:00

YO!
2 more days to go
Before the Mid-Years officially end
And when I turn 18 officially

I love Maths man, its the best damn thing ever. It just keeps getting harder and harder just when I had high hopes pined for it to get me a decent aggregate score. Yeah I'm back from the end of the entire Maths paper and statistics was a good kick in the ass. DAMN!

Now this is all about the declaration: From henceforth I declare myself the third shameless bitch after Jason and Josh. YES, SHOW ME THE PRESENTS! It can't be anymore explicit, man. 18 huh... yet another turning point in my life. I guess the best part about it is being able to take driving test. Well, I haven't stopped fantasizing about chic killing with a 2008 Chevrolet Camaro(which is also Bumblebee in Transformers in case you didn't know).

Ahh its time yet again to shift my attention to the books. The onslaught of tests and exams is driving me into a worse state of madness than King Lear. LET THURSDAY COME FASTER GODDAMMIT!

Transformers

2007-07-01T00:49:00.000+08:00

What up man?
Shouldn't it be time to record an overdue entry...

All the shows shown in the cineplexes since the start of 2007 until now, yeah, Ocean's 13, Shrek 3, PoC 3, Spidey 3, Fantastic 4 - Rise of the Silver Surfer, you name it, they've all got one thing in common. IMO, they're not as good as the SHAT that is Transformers. Watch it and your opinion will take for a morphing.

Caught the highly rated show yesterday with the good ol' hoodlums and the newly opened cineplex at AMK hub and I didn't expect the presence of a teeming crowd in anticipation of the clash of 30 feet sentient metals. Friday nights are active, but it was seriously active. I mean, you wouldn't want to miss something you've been indulged in your childhood on the big screen.

It wasn't just the typical action packed film about ass kicking and bone crushing(unless you're talking about Bonecrusher AHHHH!) but it was entertaining in the credible attempts of humor especially in the early part of the show. The part where Bumblebee car played different songs on the radio to suit the mood was probably most retarded

Storyline is kind of cliche. What more can you expect from kids' shows? The good robot army against the bad, with a certain low-profile, nerdy and useless looking human roped into the battle 'cos he's in possession of an object of the bad robots' desire. Who gives a damn about storyline when the pure adrenaline-pumping element of the morphing and battling overrides it. I can't say it anymore times than needed man, but the Chevrolet Camaro that is Bumblebee is one of the sexiest automobiles I've ever seen and the morph from a blue and red 18-wheeler into a powerful titan just brings one word to mind: Owning. This is definitely one show which I'll take time out to watch all over again on DVD when it comes out. Yeah the show WAS good, but it could've been better if I didn't miss 3mins of it to give Josh the ticket. I thought some people need to treat kopi...

The night wasn't done when the show ended so we grabbed some food from Macs and went to chill. Had a solid half an hour of talking cock before the homies balek kampong. Took a train with Jason and chatted about magic stuff on the way home. Not something that its feasible to take up professionally in SG, but I guess indulging it for part-time commitments is not too bad an idea. And that would be one of the head objectives in my life at this point of time: finish A'levels then take up the course at the Magic Hall. Yes, it is my own transformation into a mentalist/illusionist.

New Champ, New Respect

2007-05-30T18:42:00.000+08:00

New Champ, New Respect

Yo. For those, in fact many who don't follow WWE closely, last week Edge beat The Undertaker by cashing in his Money in the Bank to become the new World Heavyweight Champion. Yeah, a shocker in the wrestling world. And my point is?

Well the title said it man. You can hate someone to the guts but he will demand instant respect if he earns the gold. Even the commentator Michael Cole said the style of winning was "disgusting". But I have to admit that as much as I find him an asshole who's only good at running his mouth all over the place, he's one of the most opportunistic bastard I've seen. Or rather, smart. In case you missed it, the Money in the Bank enables him to fight for any champ anywhere at any time. Like a shark smelling blood in the water, he waited until The Deadman finished his cage match with Batista and got assaulted by Mark Henry before making his unexpected entrance to steal the champ away. You can be the assclown of the century man, but I guess when you're smart people are forced to acknowledge their respect for you.

WWE SummerSlam tour is stopping over in town on 28th July and yeah you guessed it, even if you'd kill me I'm definitely going to the SG Indoor Stadium. Now the dilemma is, get the ringside seat at $350 or be economical and settle for the 2nd best category seats at $155? If I were to get a seat right beside the entrance aisle, in the words of Carlito, now that's... Cool.

Regrouping

2007-05-17T20:05:00.000+08:00

Regrouping

Just like how Mr. Kennedy made it publicly known that he's officially starting his countdown to WrestleMania 24 where he's going to cash in his Money in the Bank briefcase to get a shot at any Championship he chooses, I should be doing likewise. Start the countdown to the November battle and setting my sights on an A'level result slip that reads nothing but A's. Adidas says "Impossible is nothing", I say hell yeah man.

Its always the same ol' cliche: getting kicked in the ass in the early half of the year then finally waking up your idea in dreadful realisation that you're still a noob and you need to work your ass off. Just got back my result slip for common test 2 and obviously you can tell in the mood of this piece that it sucked. Far cry from the ideal score to enter NUS. More failures than passes. That was a real boot to the anus.

Its freaking midway through May and if I don't show any signs of improvement in the Mid-years coming up next I'll be a goner. I guess at this point of time I can only take pride in my GP and its good to know that the constant fire to reach the godly standard in English is almost innate in me. The NAPFA shit cleared, I'ma say again that The Champ don't back down from any bloody challenge and I'm on a mission to claim my distinctions. Naruto worked his way into recognition and acceptance, then into greatness. From a shabby, pathetic kid to a potential Hokage. I hardly passed ANY chem test/exam since day 1, but I've always reiterated that I'm going to become the top of the foodchain in my H1 class. I'm doing this same attainment to greatness with this same formula.

The only thing that keeps me going at this stage is nothing but power metal. When the adrenaline comes along, I'm unstoppable. Right now I gotta sit down, regroup, think hard, rest up during the June holidays then get ready to live fast and fight hard. With some Dragonforce on, of course.

Bringing home the silverware

2007-05-10T22:54:00.000+08:00

Bringing Home The Silverware

Yo dawg, the title said it all. After so many donkey years I've finally gotten a Silver for NAPFA! This ain't no other NAPFA test, it determines if you get your ass enlisted in December for extra training or slack until April before you get pulled in. So, its a freaking 5 months break after the A's for me officially. Seriously man the feeling of accomplishment is just owning considering I used to suck at almost every station. So for the curious here are my results:-

2.4km run: 12.24mins (D)
Sit-ups: 48 (A)
Standing Board Jump: 222cm (D)
Sit and Reach: 51cm (A)
Pull-ups: 8 (B)
Shuttle Run: 10.2s (B)

Well I could've gotten a gold if my jump and stamina hadn't sucked. But either way I still got my well deserved silverware simply 'cos The Champ never back down and never quit. WOOT! Can get to play soccer for every PE session from now until the last PE lesson now that NAPFA is already over and done with.

"All warfare is based on deception." -taken from Sun Tzu Art of War manual

Back from the dead

2007-04-17T19:35:00.000+08:00

YO!!
Just you thought my crib R.I.P huh
No man...
Its something called laziness

From one A'level subject to another(from the last post) this time PW was not too bad. Got a B for it, so did my entire group. Prior to the release I was confident that my group did well but I just didn't understand why my homies were unnecessarily crapping their pants out. So nervous for what? Ok maybe the 1% A's was a pre-release scare. I was right in the end... most of my class people got a B. Good. I'm glad that yall B turned out a Big relieve. But seriously sometimes the suspense kills. Grrrrrr.

Lots of things transpired but I'll keep it short. Its Common Test week afterall and I gotta start mugging my ass off especially since the Maths paper totally owned me flat this morning. Sigh... WHY DO THIS TO MY MOST CONFIDENT SUBJECT!!!? Now I'm left with Lit and Chem. Lit is a goner and its time to go into overdrive mode for my Chem purely 'cos I decided not to back down like last year. Then again my Chem tutor is really nice and patient with me even with my bo chap attitude previously so now I'm looking to get something out of what I thought was nothing. It looks funny to you that I haven't passed A SINGLE Chem test/exam since last year(not even a subpass man) but I'ma break this goddamn streak.

'Tis good to have my 2 H1 Chem homies Vinod and Shaun around... who are, unfortunately or fortunately, suffering the same stupid fate from taking Chem. WOOT! Good fellas to talk shit with whenever tutorials turn into a graveyard. Dunno if stgabs homies reading this still remember Shaun(Lee) who's from stgabs during sec 1 and 2. Yeah the opium fella.

It gets freaking stressful as the days go by man, a far cry from the slacking days of sec 4. Back then it was the same old routine: 1hr for homework then 3hrs for DOTA. Now is the reverse minus the playtime. AHHHH! That's why its good to have my weekly dose of chilling session with the G's. Last sat was another retarded chill out gathering, this time at the Central. Didn't expect anything much and there it was, nothing much 'cos its not 100% opened. BTW, what a pathetic name for a shopping center. I'll probably think of Serangoon Central if someone asks me if I fancy a trip to the Central. Later in the night we were at Far East and thanks to Gab both of us kena "MAXIMUM EXPOSURE!". But we can't help it =)

Yeah so it was Josh's b'day over the weekend and we GENEROUSLY treated him to a $4.50 slice of tiramisu at Coffee Bean. Josh, touched or not? Like every of such session I never fail to perform my tricks. And this time Jason was treated to something of my own invention: integration of clock and card magic. Its magical.

And then it was crap later when I returned home and I saw Liv drew 0-0 with Man City. Sometimes its frustrating to watch them play an away game.

Finally gotten hold of one of the items on my wishlist: Steven Gerrard's autobiography. Felt quite bad 'cos I was asking my sis to get it for me and when she took the book to the Kino counter thinking its at $30 thereabouts, its actually twice of it. Bombed her wallet of 60 bucks... YEAH OWNING!!! Back to the book.. I found out a lot of things about him which I didn't know of before. Like he's already married with two kids. Like he's actually quite vulgar although he's quite shy. Seriously The Red's captain an inspiring figure.

Fwooo... finally came to finish what I came here to finish. Overcoming my laziness to ressurrect my blog, to please the likes of Jason. Aight, gonna get back into the mug and hit some metal to get my adrenaline flowing. Metal is fast becoming an integral part of my life man, I can't get enough of it. I'M HUNTING HIGH AND LOW FOR MY CHEM PASS!!!

"sometimes we need to be cruel to be kind..." -lyrics from Shamandalie by Sonata Arctica

History repeated

2007-03-02T23:49:00.000+08:00

Yo.

Here to bring an update on shit that happened. So I guess the main event I had to bring up is the collection of Chinese A's results today. I mean from the looks of the starting you can already sense that I did something like... not good enough to flaunt it and yet not bad enough to make me re-take.

Ok I got a C for that and first thing was the f*cked up feeling that always does come in and assail you when you get shit you call results for major exams. Kinda reminds me of the exact situation back in sec 4 when I collected Chinese O's. Dunno if I'm being played around by the higher powers or what man, but I'm always getting one grade below my expectations. F*ck man, bottomline is the world is too realistic.

The game plan from now to end of A's is, heck care about CL and mug like the most determined muhf*cker you've ever seen for my H2 subs. Grade C huh... to be the Champ or the Chump, its all up to me man

"The problem with humanity is we don't think out of the box and we let society decide how we think..." -Criss Angel

Magical Champ

2007-02-05T23:32:00.000+08:00

Yo
Is what you witness
Before you a reality
Or an illusion
Or perhaps the world
Is merely one big illusion

The art of magic has been around since the past few centuries. I don't mean the medieval sorcerers and sorceresses, or even those frauds who call themselves mediums, but the execution of the art of illusion. We might just be humans, but I believe there are manifestations of paranormal happenings and anomalies. You might not even know what to expect.

Some say magic is a cheap novelty. I'd like to think it as an overlooked, undervalued form of art that needs some limelight on its own. Things you see on TV, things like the coin bitten in half, a transposition of cards or even a disappearing act, looks impressive. Most people love assuming the method of doing so, and some assclowns even love exposing it, spoiling the art of magic. Maybe, we should just sit back and enjoy it rather than trying to rack our brains figuring out the trick behind it or what brainless people would do: branding the magician a devil. Now that's really a joke.

Maybe you know, maybe you don't. Criss is the inspiration behind my indulgence in magic and I'm going to show you a video of me doing a version of his 4 coins trick. Click on the link and enjoy, homies.

P.S: Btw, there's no camera tricks or post production effects(except for putting in the music). What you see is what you get.

Coin Matrix

The "Kueh" quiz

2007-01-14T18:41:00.000+08:00

Yo. Thankfully its the long desired weekend and since I have some time at hand, I'ma do what I'm asked to do. The "Kueh" quiz. Oh yeah lets roll it.

Layer ONE
On the Outside
Name: TCM(or The Champ if you wanna)
Birth Date: 05/07/1989
Current Status: Single
Eye Color: Black
Hair Color: Black with a little bit of brown
Righty or Lefty: Righty
Zodiac Sign: Snake

Layer TWO
On the inside
Your Heritage: Chinese
Your Fears: Moths (Or other winged juggernauts)
Your Weaknesses: When girls plead...
Your Perfect Pizza: Haiwaian, bathed in chilli flakes

Layer THREE
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Your thoughts first waking up: Sleep
Your Bedtime: 12-1am on weekdays, 2-3am on weekends
Your most missed memory: 4E3 Taupok

Layer FOUR
Your Pick
Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi Twist
McDonald’s or Burger King: McDonald's
Adidas or Nike: ADIDAS! (Jerseys, sneakers, you name it)
Lipton tea or Nestea: Lipton tea
Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla
Cappuccino or coffee: Cappuccino

Layer FIVE
Do you
Smoke: Hell no
Curse: Hell yeah

Layer SIX
In the Past Month
Drank alcohol: Of course, during EPL on weekends
Gone to the mall: J8
Been on stage: Nah
Eaten sushi: Nah
Dyed your hair: Nah

Layer SEVEN
Have You Ever?
Played a stripping game: No
Changed who you were to fit in: What for? I am who I am.

Layer EIGHT
Age you’re hoping to be married: In my twenties, before ED hits (CHOI!)

Layer NINE
In a Girl/Guy
Best eye colour: Anything
Best hair colour: Dark

Layer TEN
What Were You Doing
1 minute ago: Writing out Layer Seven
1 hour ago: Trying to focus on my Maths, to no avail
4.5 hours ago: Practising magic
1 month ago: Enjoying my well deserved break from the Promos
1 year ago: DOTA-ing

Layer ELEVEN
Finish the sentence
I love: wrestling
I feel: dead
I hate: waking up every weekday morning at 6am
I hide: cynical opinions of my homies
I miss: anything and everything that transpired during my sec 4 days
I need: to get a gold for NAPFA

Layer TWELVE
Tag 5 people to do this
5? I'm too braindead to even think of 1.

I hope I'm not running away from the impending stress that's going to own my ass. But all I want to do is eat and sleep. Next time...

Born to perform

2007-01-08T19:23:00.000+08:00

Yo!

This is the moment man. I FINALLY GOT MY HANDS ON OZ PEARLMAN'S DVD!!! This is supposedly the best vid on card magic tutorial ever made, as far as I know from a certain website. I'm on my way to become the next Christopher Sarantakos. I'm feeling it...

"Greatness is he who reminds you of no other..." -???

2007 is HERE

2007-01-02T13:42:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo!
Lemme just repeat it
For the last time
Since I'ma remove it
..."The Champ is HERE!"

Yeah, so I'm supposed to go along with the standard greetings. Happy New Year holmes! Have a great 2007! How happy and joyful it all sounds... when there's gonna be 7% GST and a screwed network for the next couple of weeks due to the bloody Taiwan earthquake. No, seriously, please enjoy your '07, at least for the A'level guys. After this year its gonna be hell when you are officially conscripted.

Now comes the usual post greeting question: What are your New Year resolutions? If you think I'm gonna start on a list of possible achievements numbering 1-10 like what I sometimes do right here, think again. So my New Year resolution is...

...Not making one fucking resolution. Look at the other clowns out there who enthusiastically create a long list of resolutions. What happen in the end? It would've been totally dumped away when Feb is not even near. Bottomline is, go take a crap on your decision to make resolutions, plant your feet on the ground and do what you gotta do along the way.

I guess right now, I just have one wish to make. PLEASE, I WANT MY NET TO BE STABLE AGAIN ASAP.

Ok, so chill, and have a good rest before school starts. Because once it starts, you will start to Rest In Peace.

"My New Year Resolution for this year, is to become a better musician..." -Jeff Jarrett

The Champ -no. X'Mas is here!

2006-12-25T11:07:00.000+08:00

Yo!!

The Champ is -no. X'Mas is here! And 'cos of that, I'll send out my festive greetings, so... MERRY X'MAS TO ONE AND ALL!

Game-a-Thon

2006-12-17T17:59:00.000+08:00

Yo yo yo!

Its the season to spread the festive joy, but for now, screw Santa and his nuts. Lets see, its been hell lot of days since what I put up, but seriously when you're turning nocturnal there ain't the mood to post a shit. So for now, its the season of marathoning. Gaming marathon, to be exact.

Thankfully its still the holidays. My cuz just mailed me a package containing a DVD which made one of my ultimate gaming dream to come to life. Yeah, and that's getting my hands on the latest installment of the greatest RPG in the world, Final Fantasy 12. If you're reading this Boz, thanks dawg. Its gonna get busy once I get my PS2 fixed tomorrow. Real busy, since I have 2 more games to catch up on. Its been long overdue man... Smackdown vs RAW 2007 and Kingdom Hearts 2.

While my PS2 is still in the ER, my current addiction is Football Manager 2007. I love giving my boys the "hairdryer treatment" when they can't even win a team of minnows, or lose a match which I expected them to win. The newest installment of FM kills your social life, given the new features which make the game even more addictive and realistic. For example, there's the new feature of team talk before a match starts, half time talk and post match talk. And if you're unhappy with the ref's decision, you can blast him after the match ends. That's gonna earn you a warning from FIFA though. Sadly, my Liverpool team is currently underachieving, placing 8th on the league table. Looks like they raised the difficulty level.

On the real-world side of things, its good to see Liverpool own Charlton 3-0 yesterday night. As usual, Liv gave a lacklustre performance in the first half, and suddenly opened the floodgates in the second. Alonso scored a penalty in the opening minutes of the game, and the other 2 goals were scored by Bellamy and Gerrard. I think the latter scored the best goal among the 3. Seriously, he's the man.

Gotta catch up on my Naruto and kill the rumbling in my stomach. ITADAKIMASU!

"I'm bad at giving up, and that's my way of ninja..." -Naruto

New Champ

2006-12-08T12:36:00.000+08:00

::New Champ::

YO! What up, holmes? After all that went down at Survivor Series, it just feels right to have Batista back as the World Heavyweight Champion, and not that pathetic, bogus king. As for all of the 3 traditional Survivor Series elimination matches, the face teams came out victorious. That's quite imbal. And Taker lost to Kennedy. That was the turn off man.

I dunno why but I just happened to remember this sentence which I often used to pawn Laksa. "Don't talk to me unless you are at least 10cm shorter than me". The poor self-proclaimed "Quality&Quantity" just got owned there, keeping his trap shut. Of course, he's grown taller now, and that ain't applicable anymore. So is Josh. Damn, I should have used it MORE frequently back then.

As much as I can't use this line against that pundi anymore, I still have a trump card. Pretty much useful, I'd say. And that's reminding him how I made mince meat outta him within 40s in a DotA game. Yeah dawg, that's exactly how fast it took to own his skinny ass. So much for a self-proclaimed Drow expert...

Identity

2006-11-30T14:00:00.000+08:00

::Identity::

YO! This ain't the usual mockery session. Its all about what I'm branded the past few years. I've been called hell lots of different names and known as hell lots of different persona... until I suspect I'm schizophrenic. Some are what I make myself out to be, and the rest are pretty much degradations of me. Ok man here's all the whats and whens, and the culprits.

Self-Proclamations

1. Greatness (That was popular during Sec 3, and Sec 4 as well)
2. Legend Killer (Started during Sec 4, its still applicable even now)
3. Titanium chest, Steel pacs (Oh yeah, that's my torso alright)
4. The MAN himself (This year, i think)
5. The Champ (By far the most popular, widely known one and still is)
6. The next Fiddy (I can't seem to stop rhyming back then)
7. Peter Crouch of the team (Started a few months ago ever since I did the magnificent header to score the winning goal during one of the PE soccer sessions. And my height as well)

Homies' Proclamations

1. Weakness (Anthithesis to what I was, during Sec 3.. thanks to Gab and some other fellas)
2. A bloody Pirate (Recently, thanks to Gab again)
3. The Devil (Recently, thanks to Gab AGAIN... and Josh)
4. The Chump (Thanks to Sam, during Sec 4)
5. The Chimp (THANKS AH JEREMY)
6. Monkey (Josh... its always you)
7. Myth Killer (I've no idea who made this bad joke...)
8. NOOB (Jason's practically calling everyone that)
9. The Pebble (That was in lower sec, when The Rock was still around)
10. TCM/Traditional Chinese Medicine (You know who you are. You can run but you can't hide)

That's about it, holmes. Before I forget, it was International Tell-A-Joke day 2 days ago. And coming from a class which has enough lame ass jokes to compile it into a dictionary of bad jokes, together with a teacher called KKW who caught our disease, I'ma tell you one. What's brown and sticky?

...A stick. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

TNA! TNA!

2006-11-25T01:00:00.000+08:00

TNA! TNA!

Yo. Today marks my sophomore viewership of TNA's greatest Pay-Per-View that happens annually: Bound For Glory. Come on, I must say, TNA is the dope when comes to the field of professional wrestling. One of their tagline says, TNA is the new face of professional wrestling. I can't agree more man. Even the more recognised superstars like Kurt Angle are skipping over to TNA. There's only one reason. Every single fella in that locker room, be it young or old, skinny or overweight, has that tenacity and athleticism and that makes it a great pleasure to watch them. Gosh, why can't they make a South-East Asia tour or something and come on down town to show us their ass-kicking actions? WWE has already done it twice, so why can't TNA?

Rewind to past Tuesday. OH YEAH MAN just speaking about it got me hot. My first time, actually, G-Unit's first time going clubbing. As a posse, as well. I was supposed to meet half the gang(Bran, Gab & Josh) at 6 inside NYP FJ. It was just a mere 5mins short of breaking my record of being 45mins late. Yeah so you do the math yourself... hey I guess you took too long man. I reached at 1840, thanks to those late-comers in Lit class. If not, class could have ended early and save me the rushing. I don't get this man, why can't the %$&*# teacher just bloody start without them?

Took a train down to Clarke Quay after dinner and as speculated, we had to wait for one bloody long hour. The queue can easily own any of those you see at Singapore Pools during weekends. Contrast to the latter where the queue is made up of the iconic combo of singlet, berms and slippers, I see some people at MOS dress until no Vogue or Marie Claire can salvage their fashion faux pas. Now that's... sad.

The rest(Gene,Sam,Lem,Jay) joined us shortly over at the queue and that 1 hour of wait wasn't exactly spent stoning, but rather 'sightseeing'. We haven't even went in for the real thang and Josh got hot(come on boy you gotta keep your horns hidden). Think I dunno, you were concentrating on that chic in red top ain't? Especially the luscious region south of her face right? You sicko.

Ok, one thing I didn't dig was the strict measures taken during the entry. Firstly, there's 2 rounds of checking, or rather, inspection. Secondly, they body search you. Like wtf? Do I look like a terrorist to you? I ain't gonna hide a bomb in my underwear man. And when they check your IC, those black-faced securities' eyes are like Infra-red scanners. They stare at that pic on your card for like eons and then scrutinize your face like dunno what. Wait till China Flag goes clubbing man. I doubt those clowns will scrutinize any longer for their own good.

So we all went in except for Lem and Sam, who didn't bring their IC. I mean, who doesn't bring their IC out? 'Cos of that they got barred entry.

Its really dark inside, and the DJs are hitting nigga raps all night long. The bass was really owning, it thumps your internals until I feel like I'm having a spasm. The good thing about the darkness is, there's the good ambience. Bad thing is, I can't see the chics' face. Only can make out their hot figure. WOOO! Sorry if I sound chic deprived but some are just dressed to kill.

We chilled for close to an hour on the couches and when 2300 came we were at the second level watching the event. Its plain dumb man, seriously, two boys sweating it out in physical challenges over some Eurasian girl. ITS JUST PLAIN WASTING TIME MAN, THAT WHOLE 40MINS OF CRAP. AND HAIKEL CAN'T RAP FOR NUTS, HE SHOULD GO WRAP PRESENTS. Its quite sad that nobody was listening to him perform. I can see all the apparent bored faces.

That being over, we went back down and exchanged our drink coupons for, wtf, coke/sprite which are being sold at $12 for a small pitcher? I can use that amount of money and buy dozens of canned cokes. What to do, its MOS. MOney Suckers.

After that was the real main event, dancing and strutting your stuff. Yeah we all got damn high dancing, especially Josh, dance until sweating like a pig. I bet he smelled crappy on the dancefloor. Bran was just headbanging all the way, and I thought a drug addict had invaded the dancefloor. But it was something owning, that all of us were dancing. Something I ain't seen before. NOW THATS... COOL!

Hmm... there were these 2 chics dancing right in front of the whole time. The one wearing a nose-bleed-causing black dress that I swore only reached past her hips a little was hot hot HOT! Aww God was I actually in heaven? I really felt like I was man. It was REALLY crowded, the dancefloor that is, worse than sardines. That's cool, 'cos I liked the way her ass kept rubbing against me. Sorry if I sound like a cheeko pek prowling the streets at night, but that ain't nothing compared to Josh's ventures. Apparently he pulled a girl's G-String and snapped it back against her skin. So now, girls must start to be wary of not only Gab, but Josh as well.

I didn't realised there were people who look like they're suffering from chronic desperation. One stranger actually just came up to that girl in the black dress and hugged her from behind, around the waist, and danced. Omg man. And one Angmoh came over to ask for her number with a tikobin. I'm just thinking that sometimes clubbing may not be a good thing for the chics. 'Cos out of the blue, you won't know if someone is coming up to you and play with your panty strings.

Alright, its a pretty long post, as that was a long night as well. We went deaf for the night, literally, since we were like dancing right in front of the hi-fi system. So Bran, Gab and I took a cab back, with Gene and Josh in another. I can't wait to get it on again. Clubbing is quite a fulfilling thing. Right, Josh the string-snapper?

"Its real, its DAMN real..." -Kurt Angle

The ache in the head and the ass

2006-11-17T18:00:00.000+08:00

Pain in the Ass and the Head

What up holmes? Its quite a hell lot of days since the last piece and I better do something about it before it turns rusty. Ok so basically I'm juggling between work and holiday lessons, which is a big hindrance to my bankroll. That sucks man. First I have to wake up earlier than the days that I work just to attend 2 hours of trash, and second my holiday mood is overwhelming. And I just realised today that there are skyscrapers of assignments waiting for me on the school site. CAN I JUST BURN 'EM ALL?! I guess not. Later PSI increase again... AHHHH!

Speaking of work, as always, there's the upside and the downside. Its almost becoming like nature's law. Good thing is, I don't even have to spend on any form of transport since RI is like... saying that its a stone's throw away is an understatement man. And I can just go home for lunch. So... no expenses at all man! The shitty part is, THE BOSS. Again, its normal la. Who doesn't dislike his/her boss? How I wish I had a boss like that auntie from Josh's branch...

The Popular branch in RI is not even a Popular. Its just a classroom with a sign saying "Popular" pasted outside. Now that's... not cool but lame. So what I do? Cashier and book packer. The latter is alright, although it gets boring like shit after a while but the former is a pain in the ass. Just one mistake in the transactions and there's a mountain of trouble waiting for you at the end of the day when you close your registers/accounts/whatever. With the Ah Pui boss supervising me it ain't got better. ARGH I wanna transfer to Josh's branch and yet I don't want to. Think about the difference in the distance...

At the end of the day, its all about the cash. The days are getting monotonous, so I'm just looking forward to Tuesday. 21st Nov. And then, I'm gonna just unwind and do what I gotta do. OH YEAH! Being a Lit student, lemme teach yall something called the Parallels. Just like how the boss is a pain in my ka chng kang, I'm having a pain right now, but in the head. Its now time for me to rest in peace, literally. Ja.

"Buy yourself an army, an airforce and a navy, because that's the only way you can get out of Florida alive..." -John Cena

Shitting streak

2006-11-09T13:20:00.000+08:00

Yo.

Having diarrhoea for 48 hours straight really suck. And its still on-going. I NEED TO END MY SH*TING STREAK!

"No, I said, ARE YOU READDDYYYYYYYY!!!?" -HHH

Liberated from Chinese

2006-11-03T18:39:00.000+08:00

No More Chinese For Good

Yo! If you haven't already realised, today marks the end of my Chinese A's, as well as the finale of all the Chinese education I've ever had. And for that... gimme a HELL YEAH! After 11 years of learning Chinese, I can officially call it quits man. Its like, dirt off my shoulders, ya dig? That is, provided that I at least passed it.

Just in case you were wondering 'bout the difficulty, its out to kill man. Seriously. For me to kill. And to think that my mum was flustering about all the shit on studying MT and shoving the thick booklet of "cheng yu" in my face while I was watching the 9pm drama. Like wtf? I still owned man. Just like how Samoa is undefeated and still owning asses, I didn't screw MT for once and my streak is still ongoing.

Ok, but the duration was quite screwed. 3 hours straight without any breaks, sadly. So its just 8-11 sitting on my ass and letting the aircon slowly turning me into a human popsicle. Kind of ended at the very last minute for paper 1, which is the compo, 'cos I wrote around 4 pages of shit totalling around 800+ words. Too bad for A's, there's no more of that "Bao Zhang Du Hou Gan", or rather, something like offer your views on a particular news headline. So I chose the question on narrative, about you being a voluntary worker to deliver food to the poor families. Simple question, simple planning, not too much prob.

Come paper 2 it was more ownage. What I spotted for didn't come out, just like Promos, but thankfully I still remember the story. So I sort of smoked, if you would like to call it that. The rest was just plain insulting. I'm expecting at least a B when I see my results next year.

One hurdle cleared, one more awaits me. Oral Presentation on Monday. Maybe it is, maybe its not, but it could just be a personality test. I ain't someone who can ramble on and on and on like one homie I know of(well, who doesn't?), but I hope I can chill enough to pull it off. The standards for myself: Get the audience up and interested, Make them laugh, and Leave An Impression. These are the 3 main things that I gotta achieve, otherwise I'll screw myself. I MUST CHILL. One other main thing I gotta do is to get rid of the spasm for good. When everything's all said and done, I've about 2 weeks to chill my ass off after that man, and then the holiday lessons begin.

I feel like drinking tonight. This calls for some celebration man. No more Chinese for life, just 100% England from now on. Speaking of English... the Chief Invigilator's English was really a joke. Really, you should've listened. For the first time, I'm actually hearing the mass laugh their ass off during a major exam. He can't speak proper English, and he can't give instructions for nuts. And he looks like a basket case. That's just damn sad.

OK HOMIES! Gonna go for dinner and then enjoy my dose of TNA. Ja.

"O la le, viva la raza!" -Konan

Commendation Day

2006-10-30T12:50:00.000+08:00

Yo.
So here are the snapshots
During 26th Oct, Commendation Day

Me. Viv. SJ.

Kage Bunshin No Jutsu!

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Bueh Song ar?

Time to bring our Form & Co-form teachers into the pic

That's none other than our principal, Mrs Kok. Its her last day at SR... WOOOT!!

"Jeff Jarrett, I'll own you..." -the undefeated Samoa Joe

Bishan Park thriller 2

2006-10-25T17:14:00.000+08:00

Bishan Park thriller 2

Another great session of soccer at Bishan Park, despite the rain that dampened our moods at first. In case you didn't know, the game ended in a spectacular, if you would call that, 13-12 scoreline. OWNING!

Josh is feeling horny

Standing next to Bran causes signs of nausea

Since when Tuatao isn't plain retarded?

Gab has been imitating my greatness pose for 2 consecutive photos

Sexy thighs & DX!

The classic archer pose. Oh btw can you see Jeremy's pacs?

Hail the man,no, kid responsible for scoring the golden goal. JOSH!

"I'll cut you in half with the GORE! GORE! GORE!" -Rhino

Typical Lazy Sunday

2006-10-15T18:21:00.000+08:00

Being a Red

Yo. After the consecutive days of goofing and frolicking 'round town with G-Unit, I finally had my share of sleeping-in. I couldn't have felt more alive waking up at 11.30am. Not even P.O.D's "Alive" can do a better job. AHHHH!

What's it like being a damn passionate follower of a F.C? Play like a player from there? Bomb your entire bank account on the team's peripherals? Daydreaming about overtaking that Ah Pui with receding hairline who's managing that team? Whatever the case, the peak of my passion came on Friday, when I went down to the Adidas branch at The Cathay and donned the full Liverpool kit. That was the most pwnage moment, that is, feeling that I'm part of the Reds... playing alongside Gerrard... but the price tag says I better take it off right now and wake up my idea. Ahhh dammit, its fcuking $115!!!

On one hand, I want to buy the pirated one at Queensway, but that ain't making me the true blue fan. On the other, jerseys become outdated faster than you shit in the morning, and I'm feeling discouraged man. Look at Man U. Last season was the Vodafone jersey, and suddenly this year it became some AIG nonsense. Maybe the Liverpool jersey can wait, provided that I can stem that gnawing temptation.

Since I'm like damn free now, I can finally catch up on my Naruto. Visited the VCD shop near my house yesterday, and I almost wanted to shout like a retard gone high. AFTER SO LONG THEY FINALLY STOCKED UP ON NARUTO! Yeah man, I could almost feel the chakra flowing in my body when I saw it. AHHH! Now I have 3 volumes waiting for me.

My teacher was teaching the chapter on Permutation & Combination during tuition class yesterday, and she talked about how untrue it was when people say maths is totally unrelated to real life, when in fact, its present in each and every one of typical Singaporean's life. You see every Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday... the queue at Singapore Pools can form the Great Wall of Singapore. That's exactly what I'm talking about. 4D, Toto... all these have links to P&C. Just now I was just musing... while listening to Muse(AHHHH!), if I won something from 4D or Toto, I'm gonna travel. And where are these places?

1. England. I MUST visit Anfield and buy whatever Liverpool equipments I can find. Plus, football is everywhere. That's how I would love to communicate. Through football.

2. HK. I gotta fulfill my shopping fantasies.

3. France. After reading about the Louvre Museum in Da Vinci Code, why not see it for myself?

4. Japan. *Wink

5. US. Its one of my dreams to watch WrestleMania LIVE at wherever they're holding it.

It sucks when the blues before start of school kicks in. Seriously, I'm in a damn holiday mood already, after Promos. And now I have the pending Chinese A'Level and PW OP to deal with. F... nah, I shall refrain from it. Everyone's been accusing me of being a devil and pushing all the blame to me nowadays, when I'm the good samaritan. Haha, yall know who you are man. Deny some more la...

Last day of school is on 26th Oct. I'm counting down the days.

"If you quit now, you'll be a loser forever..." -Naruto

Toys'R'Us invasion

2006-10-13T22:34:00.000+08:00

Someone please get this monster back in the Zoo

BOO! With or without the mask, Bran freaks you out just as much.

"My name is Finlay, and I love to fight..." -Finlay

Bishan Park thriller photos

2006-10-10T11:14:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo
Here are the photos
as promised

Post-match talk

Post-match talk still ongoing... except that I'm distracted

Josh, you trying to take a close-up of Gene's oil?

As always, the 4-E-Ternity group photo

Geof and Bran what yall doing?

Josh why you take until my hands so blur?

No one seems to pay attention to the camera...

Jeremy's tuatao is attention seeking...everyone wants a piece of it

Interesting poses... very interesting

Another Da Vinci type image... full of enigmatic poses. Solve that

If I'm not wrong, this is the 10th photo in which Eugene is half-naked

11th...

The big kick-off, or the big stare-down? You decide.

EPL-type kickoff

First you saw Ronaldinho doing this in a Pepsi ad, now you can simply see it right here, anytime.

And thus... we call it a day.

Bishan Park thriller

2006-10-10T00:28:00.000+08:00

Bishan Park thriller

WHADDUP HOMIES!? Its one hell of an evening, hell in both sense, since it was an exciting one and a physically taxing at the same time. Yeah, imagine playing 3 hours of football with only 4 10min breaks in between somewhere. Now thats... cool.

Seriously I can't believe my luck. The bus that I always wanted to take come damn late, or I missed it, and the next time I don't wanna take that bus, it just keeps coming. Same thing just now. I missed both 55 and 58 at the same time. GOOD GOD.

Anyway, I was still considered early although I was 10mins late. Only Bran and Geof were sitting at the bus stop idling away. When the homies were all gathered, it was time to play THE GAME at Bishan Park. I didn't realised Bran had a farm over there. AHHH!

Headed over to the ginormous field which was seriously GINORMOUS. How much bigger can Bishan Park get man? Basically, we played 2 games within the 3 hours. First game was a 3v3, with Gab, Sam and Me forming a team against Geof, Eugene and Bran. Nice warm up game, but I screwed a few chances.

Second match was the main ownage one. After Jeremy and Josh joined us, the Bishan Park thriller was on. Of course, we reshuffled ourselves and made new teams, with Geof, Gab, Jeremy and Josh forming a team going against the other team of Sam, Gene, Bran and me. Sadly, we ended up in a 7-5 defeat. Seriously, I gotta brush up on my dribbling skills and ball control. And accuracy. I've been screwing up too many 1-on-1s until Alex Ferguson can die from frustration if he had watched. In summary, Jeremy was the retarded clown running around screaming like a madman being raped, Bran was the foul king(he should've gotten at least 5 red cards for retarded fouls), Gene was the half naked man walking around, Sam was the not bad defender, Josh was the monkey, Geof was the ownage keeper, Gab was the player with torn pants and I was the player with a twisted ankle. Oh yeah, that suck. How did that happen?

That was the final goal for the day. Sam hit a good cross over to me, and I dunno wtf is wrong with my body coordination. On one hand I want to tap in with my left foot, and on the other I wanted to do it with my right. In the end, I not only blew the chance but got my ankle twisted. And no, Josh, I didn't need the ambulance.

The game ended in a 7-5 scoreline, yeah a goal-fest is always exciting. Mediacorp should come down and film this comedic match. Top scorer for the day was Gab, bagging 6 goals, followed by me with 4 goals. Next are Eugene and Jeremy, who scored 1 goal each. Anyway Jeremy didn't deserve the goal. GOAL-STEALER!!! Ball rolling past the goal line already still go do a tap-in... spastic!

My personal fav goal was... my own! WOOT! I didn't expect myself to do a John Arne Riise, running from my own half all the way up to the front and slotted in a tight-angled goal. Ok, so it wasn't a Riise type goal, since the piledriver is missing. Aside from that, my other goals were not even goals if there was the offside rule. No matter what, I'm damn proud of that goal and this gives me the much needed confidence to improvise my football techniques.

The pics will be up on the next post, which I shall do tomorrow. I'm damn shag now, with a drained body and a twisted ankle. The first thing I need now is a good rest for tomorrow's shopping with G-Unit. Peace out, homies.

"(silence)... TAUPOK AH PUI!!!" -the champ

Muse is inspiration

2006-10-05T00:11:00.000+08:00

Super Mario... hero to zero

Yo holmes. Remember when you were still drinking milk, your life revolved around power rangers and transformers? That's only the TV aspect. I'm sure you've played the greatest game ever back in those days... known as SUPER MARIO BROS!!! Too bad man, your hero in the ugly red cap ain't one anymore. Roll it!

Super Mario bloopers

I can't get enough of Muse. 'Cos of that, I've got hold of yet another of their album, Hullabaloo(released in 2002). So right now, besides that I've got Absolution(released in 2003) and their latest one, Black Holes and Revelations. Comparing all 3, I'd say Absolution is the ownage. As for now, I'm just musing over how much more inspirational can Muse get! AHHHH! In case you didn't know, the lead singer of the band is called Matthew Bellamy. And I actually thought that he had a brother playing football for Liverpool, Craig Bellamy.

Just 1 more hurdle, and I'm done. Jason I'm just waiting to whip yer ass on the pool table man. And that's the bottomline, 'cos The Champ said so!

"Prithee, undo this button. O! O! O! O!" -King Lear

Explicit in Lit

2006-09-30T15:25:00.000+08:00

How We Danced

The night of my cousin's wedding
I wore blue.
I was nineteen
and we danced, Father, we orbited.
We moved like angels washing themselves.
We moved like two birds on fire.
Then we moved like the sea in a jar,
slower and slower.
The orchestra played
"Oh how we danced on the night we were wed."
And you waltzed me like a lazy Susan
and we were dear,
very dear.
Now that you are laid out,
useless as a blind dog,
now that you no longer lurk,
the song rings in my head.
Pure oxygen was the champagne we drank
and clicked our glasses, one to one.
The champagne breathed like a skin diver
and the glasses were crystal and the bride
and groom gripped each other in sleep
like nineteen-thirty marathon dancers.
Mother was a belle and danced with twenty men.
You danced with me never saying a word.
Instead the serpent spoke as you held me close.
The serpent, that mocker, woke up and pressed against me
like a great god and we bent together
like two lonely swans.

At face value, its about a father and daughter relationship. If you'd pry deeper... its just sick man. This is as far as my analysis goes. Focus on the last part of the poem. Especially the words "serpent", "mocker", "pressed against me", "great god", "bent" and what you will. I thought somehow, I was just being sick on my part after I read it but it turned out that what I thought was what it is. DAMN WASTED!

If you think I'm a sicko going around looking for incestuous poems, hell no. Its what that came out in my Lit paper. And wtf! Give this type of thing for Promo.

That aside, one of the things I learned in Econs is that consumer's wants are unlimited. I'm no different, holmes.

Wanted: Cheap or Ex, or maybe Intangible (Not in order of priority)

1. "Best of Samoa Joe" DVD
2. WWE Championship "spinner" belt
3. Canon Digital IXUS 60
4. More wardrobe expansion
5. Steven Gerrard's Liverpool jersey
6. A for Maths promo

"If you're not here to throw down, the hell d'you want?" -John Cena

Muse syndrome

2006-09-25T19:18:00.000+08:00

Muse is DOPE

Yo. This is one of the most electrifying live performances I've ever seen. This is just plain ownage man! Roll it!

Muse - Stockholm Syndrome

"Don't be intimidated. Be intimidating..." -the champ

On the right track, finally

2006-09-23T21:56:00.000+08:00

Yo holmes!
The Tinkerman's got it right
...After so long

WOOOOOO! WOOOOOOO! This is the after effects of watching Liverpool pocket a victory finally, owning Spurs 3-0. If Rafa had failed this task, I would've booked a ticket to UK and smack his shiny head. First half was a deadlock, in other words, plain boredom. There were a few close shots for the Reds but unfortunately, it looks like they're still plagued by bad luck. In the entire game they hit the post twice.

Second half got more fast paced, and that's when the 3 goals were made. First was by Liverpool left winger Mark Gonzalez, finishing an easy goal after Bellamy's shot hit the post. The second should've been an offside, but I dunno what happened, the ref didn't blow his whistle. So the usually "shoot-until-like-flying-kite" Dirk Kuyt scored. Ok, he bagged his second premiership goal.

The third and last minute goal was the most ownage goal so far. Following Alonso's miraculous 70 yard shot on Wednesday against Newcastle, Riise made his own version, but it was a 40 yard piledriver. 'Twas DAMN nice. Greatest strike ever man...

Football aside, gotta continue on my mugging schedule. Seriously, this is a bad time to catch the flu bug. My study plans were hindered the past few days, and that means I gotta work doubly hard until Wednesday. Shit man, the flu must come now of all times. Its the worst feeling to get blocked nose and the ever-flowing mucus, and not get a taste of my food. Its just like you contracted ED and you can't wield your sword well. Sad.

I'm extremely smitten with the girl in Shayne Ward's "No Promises" MTV. Its a pity I can't put a name to her face, if anyone knows who she is PLS lemme know man. Not only is she damn pretty, she got a hotbod as well. She's just plain exotic, especially the last part of the MTV when she's wearing that black dress. SHAYNE WARD IS ONE LUCKY S.O.B!!!

My head's really heavy from the bloody flu. But that ain't stopping me. I'm bent on scoring more than enough to attain promotion. And that's how you attain greatness.

"I have no more words to rhyme, except for lime..." -lyrics from Don and Drew's "Be my Valentine"

The Quiz

2006-09-20T17:02:00.000+08:00

Whaddup homies?
Here's something to destress yerself
These few minutes

Try doing this:

1.Turn on ur mp3 player with shuffle on.
2.Press forward for each question.
3.Use the song titles as your answers. No cheating!
4.Tag 5 people to do this quiz.

a) What is happiness?

This is the best day ever - My Chemical Romance
(Hmm... quite apt ain't? Happiness comes from having a good day. I'm suspecting my MP3 is alive and has AI)

b) How can I make myself happy?

That's my goal - Shayne Ward
(I see... so I can make myself happy by achieving my goals. MY MP3 IS ALIVE MAN!!! HOLY ****!)

c) How does the world see me?

All I want for Christmas is You - My Chemical Romance
(I shall make myself available this X'mas then. WOOT!)

d) What assumptions do people make about me at first glance?

I bet you look good on the dance floor - Arctic Monkeys
(OH REALLY? I can't dance for nuts... but I can't agree more with the first part of the title man)

e) What do my friends think of me?

Wind - Naruto Soundtrack
(Wind is cool. You get the pic)

f) What's the best thing about my friends?

Is it any wonder - Keane
(This is tricky man. Since I can't associate anything about the title with my homies, guess I gotta use the artiste. Keane... yeah man my homies play good football. I guess that's a good thing, if not the best)

g) Why should life be full of pain?

Welcome to the black parade - My Chemical Romance
(That's it. I'm not taking part in any parades)

h) What is the story of my life?

Goodbye my lover - James Blunt
(WTH!?)

I) What will I be doing a few years down the road?

Hang 'em high - My Chemical Romance
(Hmm... hang what high? I would love to hang up my books though)

J) What should I do with my life?

Early sunsets over Monroeville - My Chemical Romance
(Hey hello... I live in Bishan, not Monroeville)

K) How will I die?

Everlasting love - Jamie Cullum
(That's quite optimistic...)

L) How will I be remembered?

Crawling - Linkin Park
(That's quite pessimistic...)

M) What's my sexual preference?

Shadow - Ashlee Simpson
(A shadow? Nah, more like Ashlee)

N) What is a bad habit that I should abolish?

Petrified - Fort Minor
(This is it man. I'm going to rid myself of all my phobia... including the phobia with moths)

O) What should I do after this quiz?

Worry about the wind - Hal
(I have better things to worry 'bout)

I find that this quiz is quite interesting. You won't know what's comin' up on yer MP3 and this might just be a gist of yer life. Chill homies, life must just take a turning point man. I hope I'm not deceiving myself and yall...

"What's the most dangerous city? Electri-city..." -KKW

2006-09-18T19:41:00.000+08:00

Yo.

Two words for the day man: DAMN SHAG. Felt like my soul is sucked out of my body.

Looks like everyone around me is slowly turning mad. Leong is gettin' lamer by the day. Daryl is gettin' possessed by maths by the day. SJ looks like he's still gettin' doses of depression. The Champ himself as well, gettin' even more high by the day. I wonder... what's the root of the problem? Maybe I could find it under a tree?

If I'm not wrong, of all the 11 years of school days I've had(besides being late), today I didn't report to school for morning assembly. Now that's... cool. Its seriously a time waster. Everyday same routine. Lineup, sing national anthem, recite pledge, stand there like a plank and listen to announcements then go for lessons. So today was something that deviated from the norm. Since Mondays we start with PE, there's an event called Outdoor PE and we gotta head down to Punggol Park straight. So the thing was this: we take part in this amazing race kinda shit and go around the park searching for clues. Its just a load of bull man, the clues were more for 4 year old kids to decipher.

And another thing man... when it ended I went to play something I haven't since 10 years ago or so: SWING. That brief moment was when I felt like flying without wings. Great stress reliever man.

Saw Shaune on my way home. Chatted with him for a while about school, and his bus came. So... basically I got to know that he's unlucky to get all the useless teachers, and he had his POA prelim today. What sucked is that, this year their O'level study break is only 2 weeks instead of the 1 month my batch got. Damn sad case man.

As said earlier, I'm shag like crazy. Time to get out of here man, see yall.

"I've got 2 words for ya... _ _ _ _ _ _" -DX

Bitcomet debut

2006-09-17T01:18:00.000+08:00

Whaddup man? Oh yeah... just got hold of Shayne Ward's album earlier on. Expected most of it to be quite pleasant and chill out kinda type, but turned out to be mostly sappy songs. Ok, maybe I'll just listen selectively on the album. Sappy huh... reminds me of my Gareth Gates album which I never failed to listen to everyday during the crazy times in Sec 3. I still have it with me actually.

I'm counting down the days. Time flies when you're having fun, and when you're in the face of doomsday. Of course, my case is the latter. I hear an exterior voice taunting me man. Rest in peace, Champ. In 11 days. Muahahaha...

I hope I haven't fallen into the state of insanity yet, at least not as bad as King Lear's. But when I start talking incoherently or when I start cursing the gods in a thunderstorm, something is wrong already. Come to think about it, I haven't started going through my King Lear text. Literature... is there really a need to re-read the text like 85748927847803782147634657 times? I feel it is imbedded in my head already.

Insane or not, which I think I'm at the brink of, I need sleep. Otherwise I'll really become mad. Now... rest in peace, Champ. For real.

"10% luck, 20% skill, 15% concentrated power or will, 5% pleasure, 50% pain and a 100% reason to remember the name..." -lyrics from 'Remember the name'

Lost and Found

2006-09-15T21:34:00.000+08:00

Time is ticking down
I'm clicking doomsday on myself
Is it any wonder...
I'm going under?

'Sup homies? After days and days of hunting in my crib, I've FINALLY uncovered the location of my missing Eminem album. Ironically, we always don't see things that are close to us. Btw, the CD is just lying around the bottom of my shelf just beside my work desk. JUST beside. The bloody album is not even a metre away from me. Yeah man, good for me then. I can rip the disc in peace. No pun intended.

The week's been breaking me down, especially in the mornings. Its gettin' excruciatingly difficult to get out of my lair with all the late nights. Thank God its a Friday. I can sleep on my ass till God-Knows-When without the bloody alarm on my cell pissing the shit outta me.

Ok, its officially 13 more days down to the promos. Haven't been doing what I'm supposed to do. What now? Guess this is the time when I take things into my own hands, and do my thang. My first and only goal for this exam is plain and simple: Bag an A for Maths. That'll make life a lot easier with the 20 pts headstart.

Next time, homies. Now's the action after talk.

"I came here looking for a fight, and damn it I've got one! And I could do it all over again..." -the undefeated Samoa Joe

New Box

2006-09-12T21:17:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo!!!

New board in the crib. WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

"Wear thy good rapier bare, and put it home..." - Iago

The Champ is back!!!

2006-09-10T21:32:00.000+08:00

Wassup homies?

Yoyoyo. In case you haven't realised, my long absence is due to the fact that my com was down. But heck, I've got a spankin' new one! Time to raise hell man! Here's some specs on my new machine...

-intel pentium D dual core processor
-2.8ghz
-hypermemory 128mb radeon graphic card
-1gb ram
-160gb hard drive space
-dvd writer

Considering that I took away the monitor, the price was cheap for such specs. Anyway, the past week was supposed to be an intensive studying week, AHA, it stayed true to what it is truly about: holiday. Intensive playing, rather. Last weekend until Wednesday was supposed to be a self-discipline period of time, but then I made it slacking period of time since that was when my com went dead on me and the cavemen kind of life made me lose the mood to study.

Thursday was football day man. Only did a morsel bit of work in the morning then got down to Braddell CC for football session with Geof and his homies. Dunno what happened, prolly the scorching weather, my stamina was like half of usual. Played for no more than 20mins and I'm panting like a dog. 'Cos of the lack of numbers we got the kids there to play with us, 4v4. Had to play the keeper since I can't run no more.

Came Friday, and... oh yeah 'twas lit class right in the morning. Yeah man, once again was feeling grumpy from lack of sleep. Sat on my ass for 2 hours just listening to the lecture... that suck. First, my ass was numb and second, my attention span dun last for eternity. Only listened attentively to King Lear Act 4 Scene 1, while I just hallucinated through Scene 2. That was it for the morning, and followed closely after was Lav's birthday celebrations! At least that was something to be happy about, since there's plenty of munching action at Seoul Garden. Seriously, I doubt I would wanna go to another Buffet. I stuffed myself so bad that I felt like digging my tongue. Yeah its that bad, until I skipped dinner.

Oh Sat... basically another wasted day. Rushed to tuition class 'cos I was stuck in toilet with a stomachache previously. You think next was going back home to study? Hell no man. Another rushing session, this time to Serangoon MRT to meet up with my homies Josh, Gab and Bran. As always, I just love these catching ups with the G-Unit bros. Felt damn bad, and wasted also. Rush also no use, in the end I was 45mins late. That marks the beginning of another evening of spasticness that lasted all the way until 8+.

Today... I knew its gonna be a wasted day 'cos its the arrival of my new machine! That's wassup. Tinkled with it from afternoon all the way until now, and I just can't stop. Guess I've got a new addiction, which means I ain't gonna pass my promos already. I don't need no premonitions. I can feel that I'll screw the chance to promote to JC2. The fear is starting to set in when I realised its about 2-3 weeks away. I NEED DIVINE INTERVENTION. I NEED TO SEE THE LIGHT.

Ok man, I seriously need to get some self-discipline going. Like what the Deadman says, I'll R.I.P. For sure.

"We don't have a last chance. We only need one..." -AMW

The B'Day girl

2006-08-25T00:01:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo!
hav a GREAT, BLING-BLING b'day Sarah!

Wassup!? Today is prolly those rare days which I feel liberated and uplifted, mainly 'cos tomorrow is our school's holiday and I had a blast at Sarah's b'day party. Oh yeah, no work done today too. WOOOT! Now that's... cool. I really think I deserve a life out of books and essays occassionally.

Being THE MAN with the masterpiece physique, Celine and Jess made me go shopping for the BBQ stuff so I could be the one carrying everything. Kiddin' man, I volunteered to go since I know I won't be contributing much to the party except for cleaning out all the food. OK MAN! Melissa tagged along and we went down to the NTUC at my turf(J8), and swooped up the usual BBQ stuff. Along with the cart-pushing came all the lame ass debates and comments, obviously mostly by me, only to get those trademark glares from Celine. AHA! Guess we had a good estimate of the total expenses, although it exceeded our budget by 1 buck. Heck the dollar man!

Home was next since saying that its a stone's throw away is considered a hyperbole. La'er on met up with 2 of my Brotherhood fellas at 7.10(should've been at 7 if not for the bloody long wait for 58) and took a 5min walk into the maze of terraces. The BBQ party was held at Jess's house and FWOOOOOO, her house BLEW me away! 3-storeyed terrace, 2 flat-screen plasma TVs, ginormous backyard, sexy toilet and just plain decor perfection. I felt right at home instantaneously.

Camwhored for almost every moment of the great night out, and the only downside was the excess of food. Really, we could've spent within the budget knowing that the girls and Daryl(pls la even I'm heavier than you now!! fat what fat!!?) don't eat much, except for me and Sarah. Came 8.30 we gathered before the screen and prayed like hell that Joakim would be OUT, which wasn't the case! FCUK! WHEN WILL HE EVER BE OUT? CAN SINGAPOREANS BE MORE AWARE THAT THIS AIN'T A BEAUTY CONTEST? You know what came next man, just pure boo-ing from us and we went out with disappointment to fill up our plates.

Came 10+ we gave Sarah the surprise when the ambience was made: the dim lights and cake. And the present. Being an Adidas fan, I don't have a good eye for other brands' bags but I found that Ripcurl bag quite cool looking. All the good times must come to an end man. I bet the neighbours' of Jess had a hard night bearing with the commotion and even some of the dogs were barking like shit. WOOO! The gang of us left and yeah that's that man. Summary: great day, great posing and great food. After I get the collection of 70 photos we took, I'll post some of it up.

Can't wait to indulge in a game of football tomorrow morning with Geof and his homies. TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!!

"For the guys, its mind over mattress..." -jeff chan

Spaced out

2006-08-22T19:59:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo!
Whaddup homies!!?

Just another session of spacing out... and I realised how much I miss watching Naruto. Lets see, it has been at least 3-4 months man! I miss the craft of ninja duels, the antics of Naruto and of course, the great storyline.

Other than Naruto, I'm deprived of some other stuff as well. I really think I need a long break and more hours of sleep. And more WWE. In case you didn't know, the work's hectic until I have to sacrifice it.

Oh yeah, just to mention, some GP teachers are plain stupid, I'm tellin' ya. And public nuisances are a joke. Ahhh... lots of people's birthday's gonna happen within the next week. There's Vivien's one, and Sarah, and then MY MUM! WOOT! Plenty of cake action man!

NAPFA is tomorrow, changed from Monday. For the second time, I NEED DIVINE INTERVENTION! Bagged a 12.08mins for my 2.4km, which is a fcuking 8s short of a C grade! I need at least a silver, and I'm getting it. If you want some, come get some.

"If Yan can cook, so can you!" -Martin Yan

Wassup?

2006-08-20T20:13:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo
Just some snippets of things to mention
On a day
Like today
Oh yeah... just love the G-thang man

1. I feel the adrenaline once again, when I caught Samoa Joe on TNA Impact yesterday. I just realised I haven't seen him in action for quite some time.

2. Ponned chemistry class yesterday, which I felt GREAT! Told ya sleep is better off...

3. After attending a few weeks of my Maths tuition class, I realised that my school's Maths department CMI too. There is a great disparity that doesn't take a fool to notice.

4. I can't emphasize this more man, I simply love Adidas products.

5. My NAPFA is tomorrow but I haven't been training. I NEED SOME FORM OF DIVINE INTERVENTION!!!

6. EPL had kicked off! But Liverpool's performance against a puny Sheffield United made me wanna KICK something.

7. I love this month's issue of FHM. A pretty, sizzling babe inside, and not to mention, a sexy EPL poster which I taped to my wall. Don't get the wrong idea, its just the fixture list for the season.

8. For the sake of GP, gotta go watch the Rally Speech. What to do, now its a need to upgrade my knowledge bank.

9. Dunno why, but I've been falling asleep EASILY. Lets see... I've been succumbed to that in lecture theatres, tutorials, short breaks from work at home, and of cos, the big snooze at night.

10. My latest 2.4 timing hit a personal record breaking 12mins. Come on Jason, who said I can't outrun ya already?

"We need to keep improving on our form from last year..." -Steven Gerrard

TAUPOK!

2006-08-18T19:33:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo!
TAUPOK AH PUI!!!

WOOOO!

"Pioneers of Taupok we would always be..." -the champ

Male PMS

2006-08-16T19:29:00.000+08:00

Yo..
Yo...
Yo!

Finally... the champ has come back! ...To his comfortable lair. Thank goodness there was no soccer training today otherwise I'll R.I.P straight. Damn tiring day man. Wanted to post about something I wanted to voice out yesterday, but as usual, the lack of time is always the obstacle. So, I'll just squeeze in a lil' time now.

Got to know about something called the Male PMS from my homie Jason. Of course, yer(esp. 4-E-Ternity) wondering if this is another baseless thang spouted out of the blue. In case you don't dig what that is, next time if you see a lone male just sitting in the corner of a kopitiam with his head hung, or apparently musing over a mug of half-drunk beer, you'll get it. Simply speaking, its just you contemplating about yer supposedly miserable life alone.

Maybe it 'cos of the nearing of promos, or some other reason, I suspect I'm suffering from it. Sometimes I'll just look up from the middle of my essay and stare into blank space, just musing over everything that I'm doing and everything that I've done. That easily lasted 15mins when I thought I had only stoned for like 5mins.

Seriously, the education system is screwed. Most of the time, you're just studying what you're made to study, not what you're interested in. Your primary and secondary education are perfect examples. You may get some choices after that, but in the end it boils down to inflexibility. Its really no difference from being a twin of a lowlife bounded to slavery. I'm always thinking about the purpose of studying things like Econs, Chemistry, PW etc. and that's exactly what makes up that 15mins of musing most of the time. First, I definitely dun bloody see myself as an Economist 10 years down the road, nor a greying man donned in white lab coat squinting at test-tubes. Talk about providing quality education huh...

Chemistry is pissing me off and it had just been made worse today. For the next four Saturdays there's gonna be extra classes, EARLY IN THE MORNING! FU man, does the chem department need a smacking or do they need a smacking? I believe the govt implement the 5-day week for a reason. Second, my school's chem department CMI. SERIOUSLY CMI. If all they do is read off slides like a walking dead from Resident Evil or go over the slides at bullet speed that I can't copy a shit, I can be a chem teacher too. I dun even need to go to NIE man. You know me, sleep is more valuable. You think I give a shit?

PW... I understand if project work is just semestral based, but this is for A'level. Like wtf? The time spent on this worthless trailer park trash can be better invested in other shit. Anyway there's this "Abolish PW in JCs" petition going on and I didn't think much before signing.

I think this gloominess is gonna strike me more while the promos draw near. Well, at least there's some consolation today. Played soccer once again during PE this morning, and my form is back! Kept a clean sheet and made a handful of magnificent saves, not to mention busting up the one-on-ones.

Ok, took more than the intended time to create this post. I'm off, and later days, homies. Currently waiting impatiently for 31st Aug when G-Unit returns.

"Look through a faithless eye... are you afraid to die?" -lyrics from "Thoughts of a Dying Atheist"

The past and the furious

2006-08-14T20:28:00.000+08:00

YO!
Relive the greatness
Of post PE lessons

Just like a Da Vinci portrait... full of enigmatic gestures. Or is it just plain retardedness? Thou shalt break the code.

"SGSS staff must all brace 'emselves for the doomsday on 31 Aug... G-Unit returns for more punking, and no one is let off..." -the champ

Fireworks display

2006-08-13T12:30:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo!!
Here comes the attack of the sparks!
And the big heads!
Slowly appreciate the photographs
Though the quality suck

"Your eye is the best camera..." -speaker of the photojournalism course

G-G-G-Unit!!!

2006-08-11T10:06:00.000+08:00

Waiting impatiently for the 4-E-Ternity rendezvous for the fireworks display. You'll expect nothing short of an overdose of Spasticity and Retardedness!!! WOOOOOOO!!! G-G-G-Unit!

"It ain't luck, its just plain greatness..." -the champ

Useless crap

2006-08-10T16:01:00.000+08:00

Yo homie
Post National day
Is a slacking day!

Hmm... just a couple of things I've realised since quite some time ago. First, after so many years, the bubble tea business had ressurrected, and like before, the branches are spreading like wildfire. My speculation would be that their fate won't be any different like a few years back: Its just a passing fad. It won't last long. Well, at least there are more variety of flavours and I must say the new Oreo Blended Ice tops my list.

Second, Vince Mcmahon thinks it is a smart move bringing back DX which I thought otherwise. Yeah, WWE is dying, and desperate measures had to be taken, to the extent that he has to pair up 2 ah peks to try and relive the days. HBK & HHH... come on man, DX was much more than 2 has-beens. If that wasn't enough, HBK can't even beat some Ah Pui called Umaga on yesterday night's RAW while HHH wasn't even there to help out. Really, DX should "suck it".

Sigh... when can I ever rid of this dilemma that has been haunting me? Even if I had made up my mind, she might have left by then. I need everything to go right for what remained of the year.

"There's no perfection, so make do with the best of imperfections..." -the champ

Adidas crazy

2006-08-08T18:10:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo!
We made HISTORY
By building the longest sandcastle
In the city!

Yo man, in case you missed the sarcasm there, there you go. Does the school really need so much publicity that we gotta break records and build sandcastles that run at least 1km? Well, actually it wasn't so bad. Its like reliving yer childhood; walking and running on the sand barefooted and then go knee-deep into the sea, letting the tide wash over your feet. Feels good man. Anyway, its National Day eve! The negativity aside(its due to the fact that waking up earlier than usual made me grouchy), the big event at East Coast Park was quite a feat, except the singing part that was damn draggy. Oh yeah, plus the bloody ants. I seriously wonder what they feed on... SO GIGANTIC N RED! Their bite really stings into the flesh and I suspect my left leg is envenomed.

I had to wake up earlier than usual for obvious reasons... I dunno how to go. Ok maybe that wasn't that obvious. Haha. So, had to wake up at abt 6 instead of 6.15. Come on, 15mins matters. Esp. for hardcore sleepers like me. Dunno how to go, the easiest solution is? Take a cab! Yeah, went to share a cab with Jo and in the end we were 10mins late. In fact, a lot of people were later than us.

The event kickstarted with the 4.8km competitive run, which I was forced into it. Well, all soccer players have to sign up. If not we'll get it from Teng la...

I must say, my running has improved. Yall know I suck at running, and joining the competitive run is like making a fool outta myself. No choice, had to save my face no matter what. And THANK GOD! I'm not last, although my position is near last. 105! If not for the Orion guys slacking, I'd really be at the tail end. My running improved.. mainly cos I can continue running w/o stopping for a longer distance. My endurance as well... when I stopped to walk, I'd run again shortly. Esp. when I saw Mr. Rozells running, I purposely overtook him to injure his pride. WOOO! Firstly, he ran the girls route. Secondly, quite a handful of girls overtook him. Thirdly, me, being one of the walkers, also overtook him. AHA! Actually I think he's a better runner than me... at least he never stopped to walk. But thats 3.2km! Not 4.8km!

When building the sandcastles Mediacorp came to film the 1km masterpiece. Whenever the camera flashed my way, I'll inadvertently shy away. But I think I got filmed in the background of one of the interviews, cos the spot I stand always got filmed! I'm gonna watch the news tonight and check. Morgan wanted to drag me and leong along to do the interview, which was futile. I won't do that man, unless I have something REALLY smart to say. In that case, I don't.

After all that bullshit ended, the gang of Jess, Jo, Vivien, Sarah, Leong(surprisingly, since he hardly goes out w/ us) and yer's truly took bus to town for lunch. What a waste of time! Bus 16 came but no one bothered to wave, and it just drove past us. Yeah had to wait for the next one. Wth!

At first the girls decided on Pastamania, which I thought was alright. But the suggestions slowly got more wallet-burning. Second, they changed to Cafe Cartel. THEN, the final change was to Billy Bombers at Heeren. But the $20 was quite well spent, cos both the proportion and quality is ownage. The chunky fries were REALLY chunky and filling, and the set meal is worthwhile. It includes soup of the day as starter, then the maincourse+drink and finally my fav part... Ben&Jerry as DESSERT! The Fish&Chips OWNS! Of cos, after the meal I felt like a bloated pig. Bloated until I can float...

The oldies and the ambience make it a good chill-out place. It really makes it a good get-together place for groups of homies and I could just sit there forever.

Oh yeah, post-lunch shopping! Went to one of the places that makes me feel at home during all my shopping ventures: ADIDAS. Finally completed my full football gear after I bought my football shorts from there. Cost me $45, but it was well spent. At least I liked the design. The salesman recommended me to buy the matching jersey for the shorts, which TEMPTED me like a devil. Of cos, I need to think for my wallet. I don't own DBS man.

Nothing much went on after we're done with the shopping, except that Vivien and Sarah went off. Yeah so the remaining 4 of us headed to Kinokuniya at Taka and guess what!!? We saw Madam Ainor! Woot! Lots of coincidence today man... first we saw SJ w/ his group of girl friends at Heeren and then now our GP lecturer. I dunno what's wrong with Leong and Jess man, dun dare to say hi to her. Maybe its 'cos of her sarcastic and biting character she puts on during lesson? Anyway, I still went up to say hi to her and surprisingly she's soft spoken and quite nice. Haha, perhaps her son is there with her, that's why she can't make any sharp comments whatsoever.

Once again, after getting back home the mood for work is totally not there. All I wanna do, is sleep, both to make up for the lack of sleep and the running this morning. I'm drained man... worse than a 'longkang'. AHHHHH! Haha, guess I still have the energy to be cold. Ok homie, I'm off. Later days.

"Patriotism should be innate, not put on in one day..." -the champ

2006-08-07T20:38:00.000+08:00

My new set of blings. Adidas owns!

"Impossible is nothing..." -tag-line of Adidas Football

Wordplay

2006-08-05T21:16:00.000+08:00

Champ's Jargons/Catphrases

1. Yo homie/Yo Dawg
2. 'Sup
3. Owned
4. You dig?
5. Noob
6. I'm the man!
7. Take a look at greatness!
8. The Champ is here!
9. Call for fun
10. You want some, come get some!

Hmm... come to think about it, I've really incorporated lots of crap in my daily conversations over the years. But still, that's what that defines me.

"What you know, you know. From this time forth I never will speak word..." -Iago

Offside, off track

2006-08-04T21:35:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo!
"twas all said and done
I turned from a linesman
to a joker!

My first time being a linesman today man! Since it was my first time I screwed the job up, but only at the second half. First half was alright, but dunno what happened after that. I know I pointed at e flag at all e wrong direction and those subs on the bench were like laughing at me. Wth man embarrassing like shit la. Anyway, I found that the job was quite lifeless. All you do is run up and down and follow the last man, oh ya, and fight the dilemma of pointing in which direction. WOOT! I'm the man! I'm prolly the first to make linesman job comical.

"Let hope burn in your eyes..." -lyrics from "Stockholm Syndrome"

Virtual desert

2006-08-01T18:50:00.000+08:00

Yo homies
Days go by
But the drive don't come by

Yoyoyo. Just got to know that my promos are no more than 8 weeks down the road, yet I'm still having the "wait till the day comes" attitude. For the past 10 years of my education I'd would've felt at least an iota of urgency by now, funny now that I totally feel laid back. If it was those turning point exams like O's, I'd pee in my pants 'cos 8 weeks is not long at all. Wth man... what's happening to me. The worst part is, I'm still very lost at certain subjects. Esp. Econs.

Ok, here's the deal man. Right now, I gotta bring my plans into focus. I'm actually reminded of the cliche saying that you always hear in the exam season: If you fail to plan, you plan to fail. That's bullshit man. The thing is, so what if you plan but you don't bother executing it? Anyway, my plan is to shear off the time taken for chem and invest it in my H2 subs. If I can't do consistently for everything, guess I gotta do it the practical way. Score for the H2s for higher points. In a way, you can say I'm gonna forsake chem. Come to think about it, wtf was I thinking when I was choosing my H1 sub? Its not like I'm gonna become a chemist in white the next time... or even anything related to sciences. Now that suck, homie. Too late for regrets though, I gotta find a way to move on.

The most fundamental thing now, I think I gotta trigger that drive that makes me mug like a mofo. 8 weeks, its not a choice now, but its a must to make full use of it. So... I'll start leading the caveman life even during weekends. Continue living under my lair and mug until I can drink from it!! AHHHHH! Ok that's damn cold. I get colder by the day, btw. Comic relief done, its back to work. Guess my social life will only resume in October. I'm off, homies. See yall some time again.

"If you plan to fail, you don't even need plans for it..." -the champ

2006-07-31T21:10:00.000+08:00

YOYOYO!

Woot! Ya have no idea how good it feels like to be back. My com is up and runnin' once again! My life is back! The caveman life I've led for e past few days are all but over! I love the world man. WOOO!

But the downside is, I still gotta rush my bloody maths. So... my time on the com is still limited. Later days.

"Take a better look at greatness!" -legend killer

2006-07-23T00:57:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo!
Whaddup homies?

Yo... just to update for the past 2 days, it was hell. That was only for yesterday. Had soccer training, which wasn't really a training since the team was made to do 3 hours of study. In the end I didn't turn up, 'cos I was smashing away at the tennis court. Oh yeah... the ranking list was up, and I'm bloody 237! I was quite surprised I got 30 points from all that shit results. Maybe shit is an understatement. Btw, that is the least no. of points required for promotion and that means I'm living life on the edge. WOOOO!

After that study session it was time for the real training. Now, not the stakes, but the rounds are upped. Previously we jogged 10 rounds during every training but now its increased to 12. 12 ROUNDS!! That's approximately 4.8km. Wtf man. I felt lame literally after that. Tight muscles, ass pains, n just sore everywhere. Just dropped dead when I got home.

This morning when I was going for Parent-Teacher meeting I had a confrontation with Kok. Woot! My mum was beside me some more. When I stood face to face with her only did I realised how short she was. I discovered another hobbit! Anyway, she was stopping me and carrying out investigations like some retired FBI, asking me why did I come so late and stuff. Ya know, if I was actually listening, cows will dance.

Got into A1-4 with my mum, and 'cos I didn't take queue no., I was freakin' last! I expected quite some bad comments from Ms Noor, but it turned out well. She was just giving advises and talked about my CT results, CCA and stuff, and she rounded off by saying I'm a pleasant boy. AHAHA. I dunno if I should take it as a complement. She ain't seen nothing yet man. Maybe that was a premature comment.

When I left, Kok was still standing at the concourse watching out like some watchdog, and I would be a white haired fool if I exitted by there. So I pulled my mum to the side and walked past sleazily.

Next sunday is the Soccer Alumni. The current team is gonna play against the J2s I think, and after I get my no. 1 jersey, I'll show 'em who's the MAN! If I get to play, that is.

4 more weeks left, before EPL kicks off. I can't believe I still have the itch for watching football after WC ended. Its been quite long already...

Alright man, that's it. I'm off... so chill, homies! You might wanna do that by drinking herbal tea. Ok, not funny. Forget it. Later days.

"If you suck, then practise till you don't..." -the champ

time to step down

2006-07-17T20:41:00.000+08:00

Ok, no more gk for me. I've made a mistake so grave that its unpardonable ever. I caused the downfall of the house.

Legend to Myth

2006-07-14T21:40:00.000+08:00

I think today is the day when I realised I hit rock bottom. Everything is inversed. Nothing really went uphill. First things first, I didn't even hit half the minimum criteria for promotion for this CT. The main stab was GP. My homies would know why, but for the benefit for those who don't, I am all but superior in my language. All the time. Yet I got an undeserving S. For what I consider my forte. I wish they hadn't invented the fucking stupid concept of a subpass. What's the point? It's not even a legal pass, and then on the other hand you didn't fail. Whaddup wit' being left dangling in the middle? Pass means pass, fail means fail.

And I think Monday is the last time I'm playing as a keeper. The real thing isn't what I thought it out to be. That said, I'm hanging up my mud-stained gloves in a few days time. I've had it.

The cycle of being the man to being the has-been is vicious. Perhaps its setting in already. The Legend's over man. Its fading into a Myth.

Italy, 2006 World Cup champ

2006-07-10T15:38:00.000+08:00

Yeah man, that's the 2006 Fifa World Cup champ for ya. The Azzurri... Italy. I must say, the ending was befitting of a final, since it went to extra time and then to penalties. That's exactly what you would call a final. The entertainment value was damn high, considering that.

A lot of people are pinning their hopes on France to do what they did in 1998, but sad to say they were deprived of the glory 'cos of an underperforming Barthez and losing their pillar, Zizou. I mean, whaddup wit' the headbutt? Has retirement drove him mad? Cannavaro was able to stand there and lift the trophy all thanks to circumstances and luck. If not for Australia giving 'em the 93rd minute penalty in the quarters, just when the ref was gonna blow the whistle, Italy might have been out long time ago. Italy, like portugal, gave unconvincing performances in the group stages, and scraped through in the knock-out phases. Sigh... this world cup is screwed. No England, no Germany, no Brazil as the last few.

I'd still prefer to think that Germany should've won this shit instead of being placed 3rd. They are the ones who performed convincingly.

Ok, whatever the case, all of us gotta accept the fact that they are the champs. And bosses gotta accept the fact that their office is pretty deserted today. I'm one of the many slackers. Can't help it man, the next thing I knew when I woke up, its 12.40pm. Now that's life.

"Feelin' the blues now, Les Bleus?" -the champ

Calcio mania!

2006-07-08T19:42:00.000+08:00

Yo homies!
The battle of the titans is on!
Italy vs France...
Who's side ya on?

Yo, yo, yo! After 63 matches in the past month, its finally down to the Azzuri and Les Bleus. Who's bagging the gold? That's for us to find out on Monday morning!!! And 'cos of this big showdown, I don't understand why the school wouldn't allow exception for absence on Monday. But heck, I'm ponning is anyway.

Went to do PW this morning, since we were lazy enough not to allocate the work among ourselves the day before. Yeah, serve me right for sacrificing my sleep. We dumped all the survey forms to Vivien, expecting her to finish everything. Then it made us feel so bad. Haha. But nvm man, we made it up by offering to help sort out all that survey shit this morning. Sigh... finally 1 thing off my burden.

Took 156 back home with Min after that and when I walked past Fila, for some reason there was like a force pulling me in or something. Or is it my shopping addiction kicking in so suddenly? Either way, I went in and... yeah no prizes for guessing I bought lots of shit. Well, who didn't catch the football fever? Saw a lot of football t-shirts around, and I bought the Italy, Germany and England ones. Yeah, that's 3 PIECES all at once. I wouldn't had done so, but I guess its the WC season so the lady said if I bought 3 of such football t-shirts, I'd only pay for the price of one. THAT ROCK MAN! She was nice enough to go on a hunting session for the L-sized t-shirt when I told her the S didn't fit at all. The Italy t-shirt had "Calcio" printed on the front, with no. 10 at the back. Yeah its obvious that its Totti, ain't? The Germany one had "Fubball" on the front and 13 at the back. YEAH MAN, BALLACK! He's one of my all time fav midfielders after seeing him perform. I didn't want to choose the England one, since its no. 7. I mean, why is it always Beckham!? Why not 4!? Why not Gerrard!? But I still chose it anyway, not for the player, but for the country.

Waiting for the 3rd-4th play off to start later. KAHN'S GONNA PLAY!! YES! WOOOOOO! I'M GOING CRAZY! SOMEONE SAVE ME MAN.

"Its not whats underneath, its what I do that defines me..." -Batman

Chill out

2006-07-03T19:46:00.000+08:00

Yo, yo, yo!
Superman returns!
Just like how I'm returning to school...
Crap.

Yo homies. Make the most out of everything, and that's exactly what I'm doing. Not everything though, just my free time during these three days. Thankfully, JC people still enjoy the Youth Day holiday, unlike Poly. Uhhh maybe in a way, JC's better. Actually, I don't get it. That means JC people are still considered kids while Poly people are considered grown ups? Whaddup wit' da division man? Yeah anyway, I got the Monday off. Aha, sorry ben, for rubbing it in.

Ain't got enough rest for the past week due to the fucked up CT. Seriously it fucked my life inside out and outside in, until I have to go into overdrive mode and study in the wee hours when everyone else is happily snoring their ass off. Yeah homie, that's the downside, contrary to what's on top. Actually come to think 'bout it, I shouldn't had done that. First, I value sleep more than any dawg treading God's Green Earth. Second, I STILL screw up despite staying up. So, maybe I should shove it next time and do it the wise way. And what is it? I'll leave yall to find out. Go videocam my life or something during exam period.

Yall will know when yer papers owned ya instead of the other way round, you can feel it after stepping out of it. Likewise, I got the same feeling, but I'll just leave it as it is. I'm just thankful that I've overcame hell, although I hardly survived. So CT aside, these 3 days were a blessing to me. This blessing to me is more than what pious church-goers receive man. I can catch up on my sleep, eat peacefully, got plenty of time to work out, watch football without worries, chill out with my homies. Now that's LIFE man!

After a fucking long 2 months or so, finally went to pool with my band of bros. Thought I'd become raw already, but I only lost a lil' of my touch. But it was good enough gettin' a balance of wins and losses. Loudspeaker for some reason was damn on form, like he's on pills. But he still lost the starting game against me. Wahahha. Ben and Dom went to open another table for "punching", and Ben was gettin' like monster kills man. Winning streak all the way... until Brandon came in and zapped his backside and ended his streak. Not once, but twice. Haha, this is an example of how all good things will come to an end.

The closing game was Jason vs someone, can't remember if its Josh or Geof, then went to KFC for like, 2.5 hours of storytelling. Looks like Loudspeaker haven't lost his touch man, he could still go on for hours. But nvm la, it was entertaining. Especially the part where the monster came out of the 'waygate'. One way or another, it reminded me of some scene in Final Fantasy. Sat until my entire body was aching, and thank god we went off that chicken-infested place to the kopitiam across. No more storytelling, but had a long discussing 'bout chicks, and more bastarding of each other. Didn't realise that 'twas already 2232, and the fucking England match is starting in like half an hours time! No wonder the lights of the kopitiam kept switching off. They're already closing and we're happily sitting there fucking around.

Took 56 back with Jason, and when I was back, had to endure the misery of England exitting the WC. Wtf. Wtf. Wtf...

Basically for Sunday, its a slack day. Slack until you lazy to think of how to spell "s-l-a-c-k".

Being a fan of superhero movies, Superman returns was quite ownage. Yeah man, went for another chill out round with Dom, Tuatao, Loudspeaker and Peanut. I was fucking 5mins late for the booking collection but thank god the lady at the counter was nice to give us back our seats, and on top of that we didn't have to pay for that extra $1 booking fee. Now thats... cool. At 3.10 the movie was literally starting, and Dom was still eating his pasta blissfully. Wtf! We still made it in time, thanks to the lil' escapade Jason got us into. Instead of taking the 'legal' lift up, we took the cargo lift which Jason claimed was faster. Ok la, it was quite fast. hahaha. Maybe its 'cos we're not heavy like cargo. Ahhhh...

Unlike what Ben said, I'd say the movie was appealing. Maybe its due to the fact that I'm a superhero movie fan, but it depends on how people appreciate it. So far no superhero movies had disappointed me, including Superman returns. 'twas inspiring for me, seeing how a superior being flies around rescuing people. I know this kind of hero-save-the-world concept only appeal to kids, but heck! I'm young at heart! That's what's inspiring. But in a way that also emphasizes people's dependability. Like what "Why the world doesn't need Superman" is all about, maybe we should learn to save ourselves instead of relying on people to do your dirty work. You see, that's what lit had turned me into. A prophet. All in all, the show deserve my own rating of 8/10. And who said the overloading of romance in the show screwed it up?

Ok man, gotta rest up for school tomorrow. After Superman returns, school returns too. Right now, the thing is, I must save myself by preparing an MC in advance for "pontang" the coming Wednesday and Thursday. OH YEAH! ITS THE WC SEMIS!!! Even superman can't save my football craze. Ok, homies, I'm off.

Yeah!! 2 more days to my b'day!

"Its a bird, no, its a plane, no, its SUPERMAN!" -???

England eliminated

2006-07-02T02:17:00.000+08:00

Ok, as my worst fears are realised, the 3 Lions are officially knocked out.

Tonight had been one hell of a night, bringing me up and down, in and out. But in the end, its the bunch of lucky maroon men who made it through. And I have lots of conclusions to make for England's loss.

1. England was 1 man down and Portugal had every chance to exploit that
2. Rooney is one ass clown who cannot control his temper
3. England simply sucked at penalties
4. Ref. didn't give England the deserving penalty when one Portugal defender handballed
5. Eriksson simply suck and Scholari is a better coach

As usual, there's always the saying, this time by...

"There's always wins and losses..." -your champ

Hangin' on

2006-06-28T18:29:00.000+08:00

Hell it has been
I'm still hangin' on
Lest I fall into the bottomless pit
Of fire and brimstone

I will deceive the boogeyman

Not giving up just yet
Not now
Not ever
Not before I recover the suit of
Past glories
Greatness...

"WOOOOOO! Its SHOWTIME!" -Sting

WC highlights

2006-06-17T20:29:00.000+08:00

Yo homies
Everyone's taking MC!
To watch the W-C!

After 7 days, exactly a week, of watching world cup, I more or less have an idea who's gonna make it and who's booked their flight home. And of 'cos, I have new fav players to mention.

As yall know I'm for England, and I'm monitoring their performance the most. I must say, they're totally lacklustre and they ain't got the drive. The two victories they bagged so far are seriously unconvincing. The sad thing is, they're like a team of lost kids without Rooney. Yeah you get it, Rooney's the only confidence booster. If they continue like that, they won't survive past the knockout phases.
I'm actually quite impressed with youngsters like Lennon and Downing, the two wingers who can really run. But nonetheless, GERRARD IS STILL THE MAN!!! The Guru of long shots.

Lets take a look at some teams that I presume will go far.

Brazil: The most overrated team of all times, and its no surprise that people are speculating them for the 2nd consecutive win. If you read the newspaper today, there's this lame statistic going on: Take the "magic number" 3964 and subtract the current year from it. The result you get is one of the years of the WC, and the winner of that year will be the champ the current year. Lame, ain't? In case yer confused, lets try this. 3964 - 2006 = 1958. Who won WC that year? Brazil. But as for me, I doubt they'll win. Ronaldo's an Ah Pui now, and their first match against Croatia was crap. Ronaldinho may do magic for Barca, not it won't last forever. At least not during WC.

Spain: Their first match was a goal-fest, giving Ukraine a 4-0 thrashing. I gotta say, this year's Spain team make up of damn good players. I don't mean a few, its a lot. I can easily name names man. For defence you got Puyol, for midfield you got Alonso, and the most solid of all, their forwards are better than you can imagine. There's Luis Garcia, Fernando Torres, Raul and Villa. You'll be spoilt for choice if you were to name their forward options. They will go far.

Argentina: Now we're talking football. Argentina is the only team that brought out the Beautiful Game in the 6-0 demolition of Serbia & Montenegro. Especially their second goal scored by Cambiossi. The entire move was beautifully crafted, and it consisted of 24 passes. They play like they can mindread each other. Once again, their passes are just plain greatness. For big names they've got Sorin, Saviola, Riquelme, Crespo and a young but talented Messi. If they can keep up this kind of performance, they'll cruise to the finals.

Germany: The white shirts are playing in their own home, and this speaks for itself. Its very likely they're playing England in the first knockout round, and MY WORST FEARS ARE GONNA BE REALISED!!! Unless England find a cure for their stale-ness ASAP, they can pull their long faces back to London. Early.

Czech: Hmm... they're showing some potential. I'm quite impressed by the 3-0 defeat over USA. And after Baros comes back from his injury, I suspect they're going to own some more ass.

I want to say England too, but I can't. Sad.

Here's a list of players that caught my attention so far:

1. Tim Cahill
2. David Villa
3. Oliver Neuville
4. Joe Cole
5. Steven Gerrard(hell yeah man!!)
6. John Terry
7. Lionel Messi
8. Juan Pablo Sorin
9. Cristiano Ronaldo
10. Kaka
11. Deco(fucking nice 25 yard long shot goal in the match against Iran)
12. Wayne Rooney
13. Ronaldinho(since when he hasn't caught people's attention...)

Ok enough about the WC. Went to train earlier this evening as usual, after coffee at Dome. And I finally made some improvement in my running! Right now I can run 8 rounds non-stop, and I think that should be about 2.4++km. Now that's smokin' right there. I'm ready for August man. For pull-ups, doing 4 is a breeze now. I'm aiming for 10 by the end of this year. Of 'cos, I still gotta maintain my pacs. I've been eating too much crap when watching WC. Holla yall, I'm off. 2nd half of Portugal vs Iran long started already, and I missed Deco's goal. Lucky there was the repeat. Woot! Next time, homies.

"Come on David, bend it like Beckham..." -commentator of the England vs T&T match

Just to update...

2006-06-13T13:02:00.000+08:00

Yo homies
It can't get any worse man
World cup clashing with my studies
Which side am I for...

Think I'll keep this piece short man, its difficult juggling between common test and World Cup! Although its the holidays, I wish I had 25 hours a day. The time I set aside to study became time to stone, while the rest of the time is spent either working out or watching WC. Hmm... but nvm, I got a great saying comin' up, as always, at the end of the post. I'll just bank on that.

Don't think I'll be blogging much this month, yeah for obvious reasons. Like what my G-G homie said, this month is strictly business(yeah business referring to football)! No distractions whatsoever. But I'll be updating the results every now and then... if anyone wants the WC electronic chart come get from me. Its quite cool, the table updates the points automatically when you enter the score for the match. And its got all the fixtures and time of the match too. Like what Carlito says, now thats... cool.

The bad thing is, the Brazil match is gonna be at 3am! Wth... should I stay up and watch then become a zombie the next day or just sleep early and watch the repeat? But if I watch the repeat, I'd already know the score and there's no more fun. I think I'll decide later.

I think the best match yesterday had to be the Australia vs Japan match. The real highlight was the last 10 minutes. The Socceroos scored 3 goals in the space of 10mins! I was like omfg... the Australians are seriously having a stormer. Tim Cahill is the man! The goal by Japan was a fluke I guess... the freekick taker crossed into the 6-yard box and Aussie keeper Schwarzer was pushed away by a Japan player. Yeah so the ball just drifted into the goal. Australia had never scored in WC before, and when they finally scored, they're on a roll man! They bagged 3 goals just in their first match. I guess the adrenaline really got 'em going when Cahill first upped the score to 1-1, then the goals started coming. Aloisi was not bad... dribbled past the defenders skillfully and gave it a low strike into the bottom corner. Yeah that's the 3rd goal.

As for the other matches, Italy def. Ghana 2-0, and Czech def. USA 3-0. Ok enough for the WC. Recently I'm quite into anime soundtracks... esp. InuYasha and Naruto ones. Yeah, all are J-pop I think. One of my favs is called "My Will" by BOA, and its the 1st ending track for InuYasha. And I happen to hear a Panic! At The Disco song on radio called "But its better if you do", which I thought was quite good. That's my fav song for now. I can't wait for MCR's new album "Life on the murder scene" to be released. So far I've only heard "Desert Song" and "Shut up and play" from it, but I'm eager to listen to the rest! Yeah but not until the extent that I'm gonna pee in my pants.

Hmm... just watched Paris Hilton's new MV for "Stars are blind". Heard from somewhere that its "very very sexy and hot", but after I watched it, I felt like the 3mins spent was quite wasted. It wasn't as hot as I expected. Its just her and some guy gettin' physical at a beach. And waves crashing about. What's the connection...

Think I'll go to my hairdresser this weekend. Its gettin' messy like crap. Next time, homies. Oh yeah... the GREAT saying...

"Don't let time manage you, you go manage time..." -your champ

Kickstart the WC!

2006-06-11T11:36:00.000+08:00

Yo yo yo!
The greatest event in the world
Had kickstarted!

Whaddup homies? I bet a lot of people are feelin' the fever. I mean, how can you not? It happens only once every 4 years, and god knows who's gonna win the champ? Its as unpredictable as a woman's mood man! Sorry if there are girls reading this, I'll eat back my words. And I feel sorry that girls are gonna be ignored for the next month or so...

The time has come! Its time to appreciate the Beautiful Game, whether or not yer a crazy enough fan. For me, I'm not gonna do only that, but more importantly I gotta focus on the keepers' performance. Yeah yall know why. Speaking of keepers, I must say that I'm actually impressed with the keepers from the underdog teams, like Costa Rica, Paraguay and Togo. For Costa Rica, goalkeeper Borras made a lot of fantastic saves from the white shirts, and one of 'em was a parry-over-the-bar type save from Frings's long range effort(I'm not sure who was it, could be someone else).

For Paraguay, I'd say goalkeeper Bobadilla was better. He's a reserve keeper for the team, but first choice keeper Villa was injured very early in the game due to a pull during a save. Yeah I know, its a stereotype thinking, not only for me but for many people also, that reserve keepers usually concede like never before. But hell no man. Bobadilla proved me wrong. A very good example was when he made a diving save to keep Lampard's long shot out of the net: not once, but twice.

For Togo, it was EVEN more impressive. Goalkeeper Hislop was literally the hero for his team. His performance for the nationals totally contradicted with his performance when he's playing for West Ham. It was REALLY good. Thanks to him, Togo managed to keep the deadlock unbroken and gained a point for the draw against Sweden. You should see the reaction of the Togo side. All happy like jumping beans. While on the other side, the Swedes were sulking like their mother didn't give 'em sweets. The most striking save of all his saves was the 1-on-1. The Swede striker, can't remember who(I think it was Larsson), was within the 6-yard box and he seriously had a 95% chance of scoring... but once again Hislop thwarted that crap. Hislop's the man.

The World Cup kickstarted with a very entertaining match: Germany vs Costa Rica. 6 goals in an opening match is crazy, and I'm sure it kept a lot of people glued to the screen. I'm one of 'em. The final score was 4-2, and as usual, the champ's got comments to make. HAha... firstly it would have to be the keepers, of course. For Germany, Jens Lehmann was a total junk. He might be of same age as Oliver Kahn, but the former may never attain Kahn's greatness. The Arsenal keeper is plain stupid. Actually he's not only the one to blame, the German defence is. Everybody knows how vulnerable it is. When Lehmann let in the second goal scored by the same guy who scored the first, Paulo Wanchope, I thought I saw Kahn smirking. I hope Lehmann concede more goals, then Klinsman will return the rightful first-team spot to Kahn. The best goal in the game, I thought it'd be the one scored by Frings. The No. 8 German did a David Beckham: hitting a curling shot from outside the 12-yard. 'Tis a damn good shot, but dammit, 'cos I missed that goal! I was in the toilet...

Oh yeah... finally here comes my favourite part. ENGLAND!!! The match I've only just watched yesterday night, England vs Paraguay, was quite disappointing. I've been reading the newspaper and articles on England are ubiquitous, saying stuff like England is destined for greatness, England is hot, England is confident, England can't wait for WC to start, Rooney's recovery boosting England's morale... etc. However, now this is a big however. HOWEVER, England performed like, what the English like to say, SHITE. I expected at least 3-0, but the only goal I see was an own goal that barely brought England to the top of the table. England was full of fervor in the early game, and that's where it ended when they got the goal. I thought that they're a bit like me... when I get some results from something, I'd get cocky and then slack. Same thing here man, after England got the stupid goal, the adrenaline wasn't as good as the game proceeded. The only good thing was the defence, bolstered by Ferdinand. Gerrard was quite disappointing, especially so since I expect him to bring his Liverpool performance into the nationals, but that wasn't the case. Owen wasn't exactly that good also, and Crouch CMI. CANNOT MAKE IT! The ref. pissed him off by pulling him out at least 6 times throughout the match to lecture him, and even showing him the yellow card once. England defence is strong, but they will need work on their offence. They can't just rely on Owen, Beckham or Rooney, if he returns, all the time.

As for the goal... David Beckham did his trademark: the curling shot from outside the 12-yard. It was a freekick actually, and the stupid Paraguay defender headed home into his own net. And here comes the celebrations... WEEEEEE!!!

Everyone supports different team, but the main ones are obviously Brazil, England, Germany, Holland, Argentina and Portugal. I'm for England, obviously, although I think that if they remain status quo with that kind of performance, they won't go far. Hmm... lets see what my homies support. One supports Holland, one supports Argentina, one supports multiple teams, one supports Brazil, one supports Saudi Arabia... and one actually supports Korea. Whatever the case, I seriously hope England will OWN!!! DO WHAT YALL DID IN 1966! KILL THE DROUGHT!

"It ain't about no booty, its about transistors. Ya dig!?" -Snoop

Here comes the iPod!

2006-06-04T22:11:00.000+08:00

Yo yo yo!
Whaddup homie!?
Not even I, let alone ya
realised that this is the first time ever...
That I'm double posting
Dig that, ese!

Yo! When bad things happen, good things will come around. How true is that. When my muvo drowned to death, a knight in black armor came to the Champ's rescue. Oh yeah, the black knight is none other than my newest toy, the black iPod Nano. Bought an accessory for it also, called the iGlove I think. Nice casing, that shit is. I'm really thankful that my mum's sponsering most of it... my bank will still be left intact then.

Toyed with it for the entire evening... actually up till now. I haven't done any work for the past few days man, now I'm feeling damn guilty. However, now this is a big however. HOWEVER, I'm gonna get my engine started right now. Must maintain my greatness just like in sec sch! If ya want some, come get some!

Haiz... tomorrow there's still football training. But after watching GOAL!, I'm damn inspired. For those who watched it, what happened to Santiago Munez in the show was exactly what happened to me. Not the glorifying part, not yet at least, but the starting part where he always screwed up. Really reminds me of myself during the trials. Nevertheless, the show was really motivating. Any football fans, even if you are a mild one, you will definitely like this movie. If you don't I'll give ya yer money back. Hahahaha, just kiddin' man. I ain't rich after paying for my new iPod. Anyway, see yall homies. For those who went to England, yall gonna miss me for the next 14 days ain't? Well, the feeling is mutual. Holla yall. I'm off.

"Its better to figure something out yourself rather than being taught..." -your Champ

The 3rd hell

2006-05-22T21:53:00.000+08:00

Yo homie
The guys have all 'graduated'
after we'd all came out
of the third hell

YO! There's hell lots of things that take priority, and blogging should be at the bottom. No man, I've got good stuff to share. Once again, I'm more of a MAN, after coming out of the third and final PT, which I think is more likely to stand for Prison Torture instead.

So what now? What on earth did we do? Very simple. Skipping.

Simple as it sounds, I'm telling yall HELL NO. Its more of a skipping MARATHON. I emphasize the word that's capped. Yeah you get the picture. We had to do skipping continuously for 55mins, with only a 1min break after the 1st set and 5min break after the second. But 55mins? Few can survive this abyss, and those who did are those who's gonna OWN. Yeah homie, I survived! At the expense of my walking capabilities... its good training BTW. I think my level of determination is now stronger than what I was before, tenfold.

I'll keep this short, since there's maths test tomorrow. Later days, homies.

"Who's the man!? I'm the man!" ~Chris Masters

The hell

2006-05-21T10:36:00.000+08:00

Yo homies
Dig this man
Football ain't about how good your feet work
But how good your mind work

17th May 2006 3.18pm: The first hell

My first training, and it ain't life on a bed of roses. In fact, its on a bed of spikes. Training supposed to start at 3pm SHARP(yeah they're harsh on your punctuality and discipline), but due to the bloody Chem tutorial and my sudden urge to take a crap, I was 18 minutes late. Almost everyone was there already, on pumping position, and they have to stay there until I finish my penalty of 60 push-ups. Feel damn bad man. First training already turn out to be like this.

Well, this is only the beginning. Next up was one of the worst torture I went through in my life: running 21 rounds around the track. Yeah homie, that's 3 and a half consecutive 2.4km runs. Basically, that took up the entire training session with the conclusion of 100 push-ups. And FYI, I was no different from walking deads from Resident Evil when I went home... like my soul was sucked outta me or something. Next morning when I woke up, I almost cannot walk 'cos of the REALLY bad muscle pain in both legs. 'Tis the first hell, but not the end. I thought the second session might be a lil' more slack, since the teacher said "next training will be 'sing songs & play games'". I got a feeling he was being sarcastic, and he was.

19th May 2006 4pm: The second hell

Muahahaha... May 19th. The date Kane fears. Yeah, its the opening of "See no evil" in USA, a horror flick starring Kane. How apt. Apt, not only 'cos Kane fits in the role nicely with his demonic face, but 'cos I'm seeing the evil. The second training was more hellish!

You know I wouldn't want to end up like the first training, and I came just on the dot. 4pm SHARP. We were made to do push-ups and stay there for like eternity, until the teacher finished taking attendance and talking to one fella. Oh crap man, 'cos of that my arms are sore. But the sore makes no excuse. Next up, the teacher asked us to complete a series of activities which the purpose was to bond the team. We took those long benches and formed a circle with it, like a campfire, and then the first exercise was to jump over the bench continuously(from inside the circle and out, then from outside the circle and in). If one person didn't jump, everyone starts from 0. Yeah occassionally some fella didn't jump and we had to restart. Dammit, my thighs are already sore.

That's only the beginning. Next exercise is to train our biceps I think. Each group of 3 have to carry one bench and lift it up to our chest and down at the blow of the whistle. Yeah, something like weightlifting, but this is synchronised. We did 50 reps of this, and this bloody draining exercise made my veins on my arms pop out like wrestlers. Scary man...

No man. When we thought we could put it down, the teacher asked us to invert our grip and do the same thing, 50 reps. WTH! After we finished, I felt like I was lame. Not that I told a lot of cold jokes, but I can't feel my arms. AHHH!

The next one wasn't so bad, since it didn't involve any physically strenuous work out. All we had to do was stand up on our benches, and everyone have to walk around the circle(walk on the bench) and return to their original position within 5 minutes. Sounds easy, ain't? Hell no. Firstly, the bench is so damn narrow and crossing behind or in front of the person is difficult. Second, some of the benches are shaky and unstable, maybe faulty or what, and some people actually fell over when the bench tilted over. Ok, there's a penalty for that. 20 push-ups for each fallen person, I think. If the bench fall also, additional push-ups. I think we chalked up around 300 push-ups, 'cos we didn't complete within the time limit as well. First round we clocked 11 minutes, and the second try we did it in 6. HELL YEAH! Shaved off 5 minutes just like that! Aha!

Had a short water break, and we returned the benches. After the break was something just as inhuman as the 21 rounds. The teacher told us to move to the gallery and do a simple exercise. Simple... that wasn't good. Since its simple, it means we have to do hell lots of reps for that, and I was right. We had to do step-ups and step-downs on those high stairs(left leg up, right leg up, left leg down, right leg down yeah you get the picture). 200 reps for each leg.

The greater hell was up next. Now my legs had already lost the feeling and guess what? The teacher asked us to run just 1 round around the track, but within 1min50s. I can't bloody run in this condition! But heck, I had to do this then we can all go home. As usual, I costed the team again, when I exceeded the timing by a few seconds, and the penalty was 20 push-ups before we stood up to run again, this time within 2mins. I didn't made it again, and we all did the same punishment. I felt really bad making my team do this cos of me... and I knew I was going to be tortured some more by running the third, the fourth, the fifth... until I made it in time. But thank god, the teacher increased the timing to 2min10s and my team was cheering for me. They ran with me and shouted a lot of encouragement throughout the entire round, and I cannot stop before the team had to do the punishment again. Third time was the max, otherwise I'll feel worse having implicating 'em all. Yeah, so they pushed me on along the way and when I was left with 100m more to run, I was left with 10s. So... I was on the verge of collapsing already. No feeling everywhere, mouth dry, parched throat etc. I dunno what I was doing anymore, but I just sprinted off like I'm in a trance and I barely heard the cheers behind and in front of me. I was left with about 3s when I touched the finishing line. I FUCKING MADE IT!

We could all go home now. My team was like hugging me, shaking hand with me and stuff, and WOOO! I feel accomplished man. I think I will do much better in 2.4 next time. I really need to thank my team the next time... they showed a lot of support.

Through the second hell, there was a lot of insight gained. First, the bond and the teamwork must always be maintained. Second, this kind of training, from another point of view, is a DAMN good training for your determination, not only physically. Third, you read it. It's right on top of this post. I dunno why, but now I actually don't feel as dreadful as the last time for my future trainings. Its full of surprise, and more importantly it makes me more of a man everytime I come out of the hell. AHA, see yall again, homies. I'm off.

"I spit in the face of people who don't want to be cool..." ~Carlito

Blues? Not today...

2006-05-15T18:37:00.000+08:00

Yo homies!
'Though Mama's day's over
Here's somethin'
"Yo mama's so fat
Her belt size is the equator"

YO YO YO! If you'd noticed I normally post an entry during weekends, but heck, since I'm free why not? Basically, today is just about 2 things and 2 things only. One, I FRIGGIN' GOT INTO SOCCER FINALLY! Yeah homie, that means hellish trainings for me. Two, I can EASILY do 4 pull-ups now. YEAH! Tomorrow, I'll up it to 5. Bottomline is, if you try hard enough, you make things happen man. Keep that in mind. Ok, maybe I'm sounding a bit prophetic, but I can't help it. I'm into "Tuesdays with Morrie" now. Later days, homies.

"But in the lotteries of the penalties I was lucky..." ~Pepe Reina

Reds raise the trophy!

2006-05-14T11:34:00.000+08:00

Yo homies
Liverpool are the champs!

Basically, the man of the match, or rather, men of the match, are Steven Gerrard and Jose Reina. I just cannot begin to describe how bloody pro Gerrard is, and he's the man who saved Liverpool from going home empty handed. The match was a close fight, with Liv catching up every single time when West Ham scored a goal ahead of them. But I must say, this is the best FA cup finals ever and I've never seen such an exciting match before until yesterday night. Both sides drew at 3-3 at full time, went on to extra time without any goals, then finally it boiled down to the shootout.

Just within half time, 3 goals were scored. Carragher scored the first goal, not for Liv, but for West Ham. Holy crap! 'Tis a fucking own goal! If Carragher hadn't tried to intervene the cross, Reina could've saved it himself I guess. But what the heck! I thought highly of Carragher and there he was hitting his own net. Things couldn't have gotten worse.

Worse, not 'cos of the own goal, but West Ham scored again minutes later. Ashton scored by tapping in a rebounded ball, I think. Can't remember much from this goal simple 'cos its a bloody West Ham goal! I felt as screwed as Liv while watching at that moment. Just within 30mins and its 2-0 already. Wtf.

But thank god! Before half time came, Liv won a corner and Cisse finally upped 1 for Liv! Although the Frenchman has bad attitude and is selfish, I felt thankful for his header. Half time hit, and I was confident that Liv was going to equalise and go on to own the match. Its so damn exciting!

Liv's keeper Jose Reina said he would keep another clean sheet for this match, and how ironic is that. 2 goals in just like that. But never mind, at least he justified himself by being the hero right at the start of the second half. There were 2 consecutive 1-on-1s with him and he actually managed to save both! Its damn impressive. The match dragged on for a while, and I saw things like Cisse showing attitude during a throw-in, Crouch disallowed of his goal 'cos he ran in too fast and got him offside. Stupid stickman. Why does Rafa value him so much? He's not the least good man...

Morientes got subbed on for Kewell later on, and YES! Crouch got subbed off, replaced by Kromkamp. The best moment was when the equaliser came and the scorer was none other than Gerrard! I think it started off as a freekick, and it got rebounded off a header. Gerrard just ran in and slammed a 20 yard shot right into the top corner. Hislop could do absolutely nothing about it. The goal was sensational... but not as good as the one he's gonna score later.

Its equalised at 2-2 now. Then again, WH scored another soon after that. I can't believe such luck at all man. Konchesky(def from WH) dribbled down the left flank and wanted to cross into the box but guess what? The cross itself turned into a goal. Lady luck was on his side and somehow the ball curled into the top right corner. Reina can't do a shit about it since he was standing at the other side of the post. DAMN TYCO!!

3-2 now, WH leading. I think I missed the part where Hamann got subbed on, but I forgot for who. My head was hung low already, when it was 90 mins and Liv haven't caught up. There was 4 mins added time, and I thought Liv was going down. Their winning streak ends here.

It was like a miracle man... why is Gerrard so good?! Gerrard scored again, within the 4 mins, in the same way as the last but much further away from the goal post. Its a bloody 40 yard shot drilled into the bottom corner! FUCKING PRO SHOT! Gerrard the hero!!

3-3 now. Match went on to extra time, but nothing significant happened except at the end. Someone from WH gave it a shot from the area of the box and thankfully it hit the post. My heart skipped a beat 'cos it looked like a goal from every angle. The rebounded ball was loose, and it was picked up by Harewood. Ok, I thought this was it. Open goal. The defenders were doing shit and Reina was still on the other side of the post. Harewood took a shot, and instead went totally off target and wide. WOOO! Harewood's gonna get toasted!

Finally its the most exciting part of the game. Penalty shootout. Every player is tired like crap already, and some of them injured. But the penalty has to go on. Liv starts first.

Liv scored 3 and missed 1, Gerrard's shot being the best one as he tricked Hislop into diving the wrong way. WH was the opposite. They scored 1 and missed 3, thanks to Jose Reina! REINA THE HERO! He won the Golden Gloves award for a reason! Next you see all Liv players running out to hug Reina and rub his shiny head(I think he has hair problem), but heck, REDS WON THE FA CUP! LIV OWNS!

Topman, top-expenditure!

2006-05-06T22:59:00.000+08:00

Yo!
What do you call sleeping bulls?
...Bulldozer. Ahhh!

Whaddup homies? Work's gettin' more hectic each passing day until I can drop dead into the fortress of notes, just like how the korean man dropped dead in front of his PC due to 50+ hours of gaming non-stop. There's econs common test this coming monday but thankfully I'm not that raw to the topics that are tested. Like what I always 'preach', I'm just gonna rely on my luck and wisdom, which I think has no borders. Ok forget it I'll take that back... later yall accuse me of ballooning my own head.

Seriously, what is work when it is a Saturday? Its like... what's labour when it is labour day? Top all of it, homie! Sats are to fucking chill! But sadly, just like I'm disciplined enough to work out consistently, I'm disciplined enough to AT LEAST finish my chinese too. The best part is, I'm doing it without my mum's help man! From this you might think that my MT standard is like 2000 leagues under the sea, but hell no. Getting my mum to help is just to perfect it, although sometimes its close to perfection. What's more, its free tuition. Who wouldn't want some!? Sorry, maybe my head is swelling once again. If you realised, Mother's day is coming what. I have to acknowledge her contribution to my MT at least, on my blog. Its a no-value, yet gratifying gift. Don't you think so?

Nonetheless, I got bored after lunch, and like what happens to most people, the blood rushing to my head is making me lazier than a bulldozer(ahhhhh!! hey I just noticed that it rhymed). Back in sec school, Jeff Chan used to say, "For the guys, its not mind over matter, its mind over mattress" and how true is that man. What's like the quickest way to pass an hour? Oh yeah, reading papers. Especially since there's the elections, its definitely gonna take up an hour or more. I always tell my homies not to talk politics with me. I really don't get it... what's so exciting about it? Its a foregone conclusion that the men in white will emerge victorious. The subsequent stories are just like sub-plots in a novel. Its just to make your time more worthwhile as you catch up on the whole saga. Whether you like it or not, we're gonna get some more doses of GST increment for the next 4 years. Even the World Cup's hype don't increase that much man.

Lets not talk about an hour. Lets talk about like HOURS. The fastest way would be... oh hell yeah, shopping! Shit man now I make myself sound like a school girl. Lemme rephrase it. Shopping's gonna make me pass my time quicker. Now that's more manly, if not less enthusiastic. Took a train down to Wisma and went to Topman, my favourite hunt at the moment. Too bad that they're not selling any nice cargo trousers at this period of time, maybe I'll return another day to see. As usual, I saw a lot of fucking nice t-shirts that made me wanna buy the entire shop, not to mention the shoes too. Its good that I got a 20% d/c voucher from my sis, that means I can afford to buy the more expensive shit. I limited myself to like 1+ hour there, so I won't miss TNA by the time I return home. But hell no man. The demon in me is making me shop more and more and more and more until I realised that 2 hours had fucking passed! I really need to destroy the fickle-minded-ness in me, before I start camping at Topman. So in the end, I finally decided on a white hercules design t-shirt and a bootcut jeans when the sky grew dark. The bling-blings and caps there were still drawing me to come near, but the time and price tag made me retract in my steps.

Holy crap, I know I'll miss TNA for sure, and I did. Not 'cos I didn't tried rushing home, but Loudspeaker... ok la I won't be so bad. Jason gave me a ring and asked me to meet up with him, Geof and Jeremy. I'm like, ahh fuck TNA I'm gonna miss it anyway and there's a repeat at 1. 4-E-Ternity gathering more important. Once again, NO ONE CAN BEAT US! We seriously did too much shit.

Took a train back to J8 and went to Coffee Bean. The 3 of 'em are chilling comfortably inside, exactly what we must do at every chance we have. Chill off the sats and top all work! But it seems like Jason is the only homie chilling with a cup of ice blended coffee. We went off as quickly as we came, and couldn't find a place for dinner. Come on man, its about 7.30 already and finding a place to eat is like hailing a cab at 7 in the morning. The possibility of succeeding is slimmer than an iPod Nano.

Headed down to KSL in the end, and I watch Geof bring back a Gi-normous plate of rice. The variety is good... mutton, tofu, veggie and everything, but not the price. I thought it was $2+ max, then it turned out to be $4.40. Ahhh... I could buy a Mac meal already. Ate and chatted for very very long, until 10. As simple as it was just chatting, that was the best time of the day man. Re-uniting and reminiscing is the best thing to do. The subjects were really broad, from life in our schools to physical fitness, from football to sec school days. The sec school days were fucking ownage. There was bound to be an event everyday that deserved to be imprinted into my memories for good. Come to think about it, I really don't mind re-living it again. Its all just plain greatness man. Haha... especially the taupoks. I fucking miss doing the finishing touch to every one of it: Frog Splash!

Hmm... its gonna be another short week, but definitely another hectic one. There's already an Econs test on Monday, and I'm expecting more onslaughts of papers. Either way, the Champ never back down and never quit. I just hope I will have time to chill with the 4-E-Ternity homies. Later days man.

Oh... sorry if the joke right at the start was lame. It can't walk anyway.

Shopping spree

2006-04-30T20:22:00.000+08:00

My new sets that drilled a hole in my bank... although with d/c~

Shit happens

2006-04-29T23:55:00.000+08:00

Waddup homies!

Yo, yo, yo! Saturdays are gettin' better with more 4-E-Ternity homies catching up and pooling. Catch up on the trash we'd done that made us "unbeatable", as branded by KKW. Seriously who could outwit us? Pioneers of "taupok", screwing with every member of the staff room. Heck. Its the best and worst you could ever have.

Yeah... so the latest homies who joined us are Gab and Gene, and how great can it be man, 2 people from the G-Unit crew. But Gene wouldn't be eligible to join the G-Unit if I spelled out his full name(ahhh! nvm if you don't get it). Ok man today my form is low. Maybe not low.. but totally sucked. Blew up most of my shots and the only person I managed to defeat in a full game was Gab. Bran got owned by me too... but through fault. Well... every noob has his day and every pro has their downfall. If I say the latter, can you feel the ego building up? Aha.

Looks like the 4-E-Ternity gang brought along their spasti-city and lameness to everywhere we went. So much so that the shop owner was so fed up with us that I thought he wanted to club us with a cue and shove all 15 balls up our asses. Last week, it was me throwing the cue like nobody's business. Today, it was Dom hammering the cue against the table and God knows what the hell was he thinking man... the shop owner was just a few meters from him. Next, that noob's face became black like eclipse and scolded Dom something like "EH! You don't do that to my stick huh". Uhh... that sounded a bit wrong. People can misintepret your stick as whatever you might be assuming. And... wait a minute man he's not even the shop owner. Why did I call him that... he's just a lowly staff working there. He makes coffee and hides in the store room only I think.

Later people started streaming in, like Rand and Ben. Oh yeah man how could I forget about Bran. He's hair is so fucking striking now. Made him look like some guitarist in a band from the '80s. Well, that's one of the many comments he received. The worst mockery was prolly Ben's. "You look like you have no money to buy shampoo." WOOO! I remember once Bran said that he wanted to grow it long until it looked like The Undertaker's one. I tried picturing it... then outcame The Ring version "Steel wool". Aw.

Ok man the man-of-the-day was Rand. Can't blame him man, improve so much. That guy's been playing almost everyday. Likewise, if you're to fry an egg everyday surely you'll know how to crack an egg. AHHH sorry for making yall readers sound like kitchen noobs. Later on came 2 players beside our table, and that elicited some horny smiles( ya there's only 1 person in our gang who would do that). I think it was Ben who started making some comments 'bout 1 of the 2 players beside our table, a girl of 'bout 18 or 19 who looked smokin' a bit. She looked a bit like Dawn Yeoh in my opinion. Yeah later the entire gang started chatting 'bout 'em for a bit, saying that the guy who was playing with her was the boyfriend. That made me stop in my shot man. That kid looked young enough to be my lil' bro and my homies actually thought of him as the beau. Come on if you don't need your eyes you can donate it to the eyeless(ahhh!).

I had to be the nice guy and pay for Dom when he left early. The games ended at around 6+, enough to chalk up to 25 bucks. The rain was untimely man... forcing us to crap at Mac for the next half an hour or so. Seems like Gab can't even let kids off with his shit. There was this "count the number of fishes in the tank" contest beside the counter, and obviously it drew groups of kids over just like how tiko old men are attracted to Geylang.

Me: What's the prize? Free burger or meal only what...
Gab: (loud enough for the kids to hear) Aiya... so easy to count. 50 fish la!!!

Sadly, the kids looked convinced. Well... that's so sad. They're gonna bug their mommies to buy a meal to participate, just to get it wrong. Gab... careful of karma man.

Bet you've seen a group of girls shopping about and carrying the same shopping bags ain't? That's common like taking a crap each day, but who would've thought WE also did that? A group of grown guys shopping at Converse all carrying same plastic bags walking around. Look at it another way man. We're just being metrosexual, ain't? Like what one of my friends said, "there's no ugly people, there's only lazy people". Its good to be vain so don't give a shit to what people say man!

The Converse staff at Bishan must be grinning from ear to ear and head to toe(ok no such thing... ahh!). Earned 'bout 400 bucks from us overnight. Rich already la. And for me, I got a big excavation site in my bank man. I'd better start saving money from now before my debit card's gonna be rendered useless. Ok man, I should be glad that I got a 15% discount off my new sneakers. At LEAST its cheaper than the original price, thanks to Gene. 'Cos we spent so much, we were entitled to 2 Converse membership cards. Rand took one, then Gab took the other. Oh yeah man, since Gab put the name on the card as "G-G", I get to use it too. Shop till we drop dead next time.

But I have to admit, the limited edition World Cup items selling at Converse are damn nice. The shoes, the bags, the t-shirts. Especially the sneakers with the design of certain countries like France, Germany and Brazil. The sneaker with Brazil design is eye-catching with the color combi of green, yellow, white and a bit of blue, but I thought it was too colorful and its not gonna match what I wear. Aha... Rand and me bought our shoes for the same purpose... to match our uniform. His high-cut Argentina design shoe is not bad, although I don't know how to appreciate high cut shoes. Being so fickle-minded, I went through a lot of opinions from everyone before finally getting the pair I'm gonna put up here soon.

'Twas one heck of a day man. From shopping spree, to madness on the bus. Took 55 with Gab, and I realised the fatal mistake of it. One toothless uncle sitting across us started blabbering loudly to apparently no one, talking 'bout the elections and how PAP should go down. I'm like wtf... does this guy ever finish? Even machines break down. Gab laughed like a retard as the madman continued rambling on and on, actually those sitting near us were also giggling at that lunatic. Maybe its sad to have no friends... otherwise you'll start talking to yourself, or maybe, to no one in particular. When I finally ran out of the bus, the madman's voice was still trailing behind me. Oh god... please restore some sanity to these people before I lose mine too.

Things were at least better after I got home. Liverpool totally owned Aston Villa! WOOO! More than 6 games unbeaten man... and Man U's winning streak finally came to a halt with a 3-0 shocking defeat by Chelsea. I thought it was gonna be a close fought match with 1-0 or 1-1 or something of the like. The best part is, I'm confident that Liverpool's gonna defeat West Ham the second time, this time to win the FA cup. Liv is destined for greatness man! And I can't begin to describe how pro is Gerrard... that wonder kid actually drove home a spectacular 40 yard long shot right in the top corner. Its magic man... all the more inspired me to go for soccer.

Sometimes... its not luck, its just pure greatness. Later days, homies!

Another short week

2006-04-17T21:38:00.000+08:00

Yo! Last week was a short week for everyone, and come today everything goes back to the norm. Not for me. Not when I woke up and found myself hit with a bloody sickening flu. Gosh you won't believe how sudden it came... I was fine, alive and kicking the night before then WHAM -came the runny nose and the sick feeling in my head the next morning. Heck, I still went to school. I was like, "flu is nothing man I won't die from it". That's as far as my 'cockiness' went. 'Cos later at around 12 the flu became 'something'. Holy crap man I should've just slept in. Waste my time getting up to brush my teeth and make my hair. And waste my bus fare too... what am I saying man... what's there to waste when I'm using concession? The flu is making me lamer each passing second.

AHHHH I bloody hate the feeling of a flu. I hate it more than seeing that meatball's face. Just taking the early leave form and getting him to sign also must gimme that "I-own-this-place-what-can-you-do" look. And that eyeball rolling which make me wanna take a pair of scissors and excavate it. Tell ya what, meatball. You don't own the place but you own midgets.

Ok there's a good and bad to everything. The flu couldn't have come at a better time. Yeah, you could say its a blessing in disguise. Now I have more time, in fact, an entire day to do my econs since I decided to take leave the next day. Learn from me... you gotta chill as much as possible before your hectic schedule kicks in again. And what's this man? Zeenat 'the warrior princess' is making us do 3 newspaper articles for econs while other classes do only 1. Warriors are really hardcore sometimes.

My "never back down never quit" shit is like useless now 'cos I AM seriously down. Its getting worse and I'm going to hit the bed right now. I hope I get to dream about slamming the meatball. Ok la... maybe not. I won't be so evil 'cos there might be karma. Well... meatball's already going to die young given his bulk. I don't have to do anything. In fact, all I have to do now is pumping more water and sleeping more. Could 2 short consecutive weeks get any better... Later days, homie.

WMXXII results

2006-04-14T11:51:00.000+08:00

Yo.
Its been over for like 2 weeks already
But heck, I'm still putting it

Wrestlemania 22 results

1. Torrie Wilson def. Candice Michelle in a Pillow Fight. Aha. Doesn't mean yer on the playboy cover you can act so big...

2. Boogeyman def. Booker T & Sharmell. That's expected. And serve Sharmell right 'cos she got a wormy kiss

3. Mickie James def. Trish Stratus (New WWE Women's Champ). So... the psycho prevailed.

4. Kane & Big Show def. Chris Masters & Carlito (Tag team Champ retained). I predicted Masters and Carlito to win... but nvm, the 2 big men lost their titles the next day on RAW hahaha

5. JBL def. Chris Benoit (New USA Champ). Wth... the self proclaimed wrestling god is gonna be damn cocky again...

6. Undertaker def. Mark Henry in a Casket Match. Oh yeah! My fav part... Taker is 14-0 at Wrestlemania. How can he get such a crap opponent at such a big event man...

7. RVD def. Shelton Benjamin, Ric Flair, Lashley, Finlay and Matt Hardy in the Money in the Bank ladder match. That's smokin' right there... I think this match has the best action

8. Shawn Michaels def. Vince Mcmahon in a No Holds Barred match. It's quite nice to see the old HBK back... Mcmahon is totally demolished

9. Edge def. Mick Foley in a Hardcore match. That plainly sucked. I expected Foley to win.

10. John Cena def. HHH (WWE Champ retained). I'm starting to agree with the crowd. Cena's too overrated and he's always the Champ. Come on lets see some change! And I can't believe HHH tapped out in 2 consecutive Wrestlemanias

11. Rey Mysterio def. Kurt Angle, Randy Orton in a triple threat match for the World Heavyweight Champ. Ahh.. I wanted Orton to win even though I knew Rey will win to honour Eddie.

Spasti-city

2006-04-13T20:35:00.000+08:00

Yo.
My luck runs out today
when a constipated porkball came...

Yo... I'm feeling spastic right now. Let's make the events for the week a parody... literature-style.

Act 1 scene 1

Enter The Champ

Brimming with spasti-city,
doth the passing daylights revealed.
One, say, thou knowst not,
thy host, your's truly,
hath all but two tardiness more,
in trade with a day's abyss.
Two, aware are my homies,
thy host reveled in the company of lady luck;
or the red hue -
It all but screeched to a halt -long enough now
Thou shall hear of the matter,
when a longer shadow is cast.
The day orb flared; just as thy host started
with GP lesson.
Cringe, cringe, cringe!
Precisely what thy host took,
courtesy of *KT --after scrutiny of a masterpiece
Fut!
FUT! Understand, doth thee!?

Exit

Act 1 scene 2

Enter the Champ

Break came like an exotic dame.
Break came, sadly, like thy host was without one.
Three hour halves; a third to fulfill the purpose,
and the two to undo the knots
Between two individuals' complications.
I shall not be the owl -not more than necessary.
Idleness doubles time; down I and thee headed
For a math lecture of ass products -nothing that made sense to I
Fut... FUT! Doth thee dig this!?

Exit

Act 1 scene 3

Enter the Champ

From ass products to *elephant toothpaste
Thou knowst not, thou will be pardoned.
Kindly make reference to footnotes then.
Into B3-1 of Chemistry, its about the 3-man show
The *semi-paralysed half
The man with a retarded laugh of considerable loudness
And thy host,
Presented the two hour halves in antagony
Of *THC -brand her in the 40s, brand her a "sir".
The purely retarded mirth of *W -thy host could not take it so.
Leave! Fut! Leave!
'Tis getting too retarded
FUT!

Exit

Act 1 scene 4

Enter the Champ

The time is now; once again it has come
To fulfill the purpose, in the two hour halves.
How thy host love eating

Exit

Act 1 scene 5

Enter the Champ

No, holy holy faeces!
How the strutting figure differ no much,
the hair is the evidence.
Approaches the IT room, *MK does!
A pleasing curl on the lip corner is present.
Schemes? Deceptions? Plots?
I know not.
But thee knowst of her compliments towards thy host
On the feat accomplished for the PW masterpiece.
Thou knowst too, only some, I'm feeling the feeling
When a brief contact of the pupils met with a sweet smile
During a self-imposed break of I.
No more *shrinking now. Not anymore.
Another feat thy host made

Exit

Act 1 scene 6

Enter the Champ

Promised as it was
Thou shall hear of the matter
When the fortuituous touch escaped thy host
Released over time despite unabided rules
It all but halted
An untimely ring, an entry of a constipated *meatball,
it was all it took for it to be forfeited
Thy host was thrown into the red
There was no apparent reason -only for the bowling ball's menses
I shall not be taken out upon
Fut!
Two hour halves submitted to the space
And for what?
Top you. Base you.
May piles on thee ass spawn.
'Tis over
Fut.

Foot notes

KT (my gp tutor), Elephant toothpaste (some lame joke introduced in chem lecture), semi-paralysed half (who else... only some will know this), THC (my chem tutor), W (a guy from 1A05.. now its obvious), MK (pw tutor), shrinking (the brotherhood will know what's shrinking), meatball (those in the aqua who saw what happened will know who it is)

OK i'M DONE! Don't understand? I hate doing modern english translations... so too bad.

Nostalgia

2006-03-25T11:25:00.000+08:00

Yo yo yo!
'Bout 10 years back
Yer a lil' nit
Doin' stupid shit
Ya dig that?

Do you still remember the time when you were still a lil' primary school squirt carrying stupid Mickey Mouse bags to school? Bet ya did lots of shit, like, shitting in yer pants, playing yer stationeries like legos to a four year old kid, doing gestures behind teacher's back etc. There's more to come dawg. Thats not all.

1. You and your friends bring a whole box of country erasers to school and play that stupid flip-to-the-top game and the winner gets to take that eraser. Before you happily pocket your opponent's prized possession, the teacher comes to take it all.
2. There was this kind of pencil which was a BIG hit. You know... that kind which separate leads are joined together and contained in the tube of the pencil. If one becomes blunt, you pull the lead out and insert it from the back of the pencil to push down a new lead.
3. Catching was like DAMN fun. Can't help it... its the key form of leisure then.
4. Your favourite PC game was the Maths Blaster.
5. You must wake up so bloody early in the morning, sometimes even earlier than Secondary School students, just to take the school bus.
6. You gotta wear your lame bus tag which contains your name, address and school bus number.
7. Everyday after school you must line up on your school bus line before being released.
8. You are curious what's behind the hall and you die to explore it.
9. The teachers loved utilising those 1m rulers as weapons to abuse you.
10. When PSLE results came out, you felt like you got f*** in the backside. Ok maybe not all.

Protecting someone important in your life is when you are truly strong... -Naruto

SR

2006-03-13T14:15:00.000+08:00

yoyoyo
i think i just ran out of words
Word.

I don't know where to start man. Just in 1 week and there's a lorry load of crap to bull on. So... how about the 1st day at SR? What about today? What about feista night on Friday? What about- ahh diam la. For people like me, I usually forget what is told to me about half a minute ago, let alone days. But heck, I'll try to recall and... yeah dawg let the Champ rewind it back to Monday.

Sunday night: Cannot sleep. (Rewinded too much. AHHHH!)

Monday: The very 1st day at SR. Wrecked and lifeless. Zombified. While taking 153 to the school I saw the big "SERANGOON JUNIOR COLLEGE" in red perched on top of one of the buildings. 'Cos of my bleary eyes, I couldn't make out anything and I got the impression that it was some sleazy stripclub flashing an enormous sign board in red. Get ready 'cos yer gonna see plenty of this for the rest of the week. CHEERING & DANCING. That's basically the routine for the week, but its SMOKIN'. Provided that you get a hot dance partner, that is. All I remember for Monday was Principal's talk and a brief performance from each OG. I can't remember which family is it but during that performance some assclown carried a cardboard bow and ran down the aisle, trying to shoot the arrow but it didn't fly. It just got stuck to the bow or something. NOOB.

So on that day itself was the first time all freshmen are supposed to learn the College Dance. Besides that we just had to scream OEI as reply to the OG's holla. I went down the row trying to at least pick, listen, AT LEAST pick an average looking chick. But then.. ahh no comments. I'm not so stupid as to let people hound me and bash the holy hell outta me.

Damn... how could I miss this out? From this day to Wednesday, it was all TALK TALK TALK(AHHHHHH KKW!). Stupid talks. By the end of the week my ass was swollen from sitting too much. Serious.

Tuesday: Blank out. What happened... Oh yeah I only remembered learning the Mass Dance for the first time. As expected, I have not a tiny bit of friggin' idea how to coordinate all the moves. What to do... gotta just stand there like a plank. But fortunately, I got better as the week progressed.

Wednesday: This is one of the more fun days for me. My OG was branding me a mean ass 'cos I kept bastard-ing people and relaying all those lame jokes from E3'05. I didn't tell them on my own accord, they requested it from me, dawg. And yeah, by this day I found Mark Henry look-alike Dinesh's enthusiasm a pain in the ass. Yeah he was my first victim of my jokes. I swear he- ahhh forget it there's a chance he might stumble upon this blog and rip my insides out. Better to play safe and keep the jokes to myself. (You wanna hear more of these jokes come ask me personally)

Thursday & Friday: Hahaha... like what the OGLs said, the real competition starts on this day and on Friday. It was purely games, dancing and cheering all day. Btw, FYI, I owned the Trail-The-Wire-And-Answer-Maths-Question game. All came to me and got owned flat. And it felt good being cheered by the girls. Haven't had that feeling in a long time.

Then came Captain Sponge next. Not too bad, my team owned the opponent flat down again, thanks to the advantage of my height. Being 6'1 is great man. You should try it even though some of you can't(AHHHH JOEL!!! Sorry, midget... really).

Had feista night at the end of the orientation, and the only thing that sucked is the lack of dishes in the cheapskate cater food. What... 1 fishball, 2 small pieces of chicken, tofu and mostly veggie? The hell... $2.50 for just that? Gimme back my money man I go buy my own Chicken rice at Kim San Leng I can fill my stomach more. You can shove that 2 testicle-sized chicken down your throat too.

Ok so its the concert next. From 7-9+. But that wasn't the highlight of the night for me. That was mediocre. Ahh nvm la I'll just friggin' give the PLs credit for their efforts. It was ALRIGHT. My family, Sparta, came in 2nd in the house competition that took place throughout the week and 1st went to Athens. In fact, I felt that being 2nd has its advantages. Lemme see... what did Athens get? According to what I saw, the GRAND PRIZE was a hamper packed with sweets and bananas. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. If Sparta was first, I bet I wouldn't even have a chance of getting, don't say 1 tube, 1 mentos also won't have. I can buy my own stock at NTUC and pack into a hamper and treat myself. All the hassle of cheering and gaming blah blah...

Here comes the highlight of the night. The SGSS gang(made up of Me, Geof, Dom, Hao, Joel and Ah Pui), walked from school all the way to Heartland Mall and along the way we shouted "SR OEI" across the road to get answers. Booooo. All those wet blankets didn't even make a noise. Not until we walked past KFC at HL mall...

It was Friday night, and we were feelin' hot man. Hot as in HOT! Nonetheless, we still planned carefully 'cos we were a bit reluctant at first, thinking that we might get thrown out for creating too much nuisance. But heck, we're HOT! Once we were out of Cold Storage(Ah Pui wanna buy toothbrush -_-") we made a U-turn to intensionally walk past KFC. "SR OEI! SR OEI! SR SR!!?" HOLY SHIT! THE WHOLE HL MALL STARED AT US LIKE WE WERE CLOWNS! WE'RE HOT!

Ahhhhhhh.... it was quite amazing, come to think of it. 'Cos the true highlight of Friday wasn't the havoc we made, but during the college dance. I couldn't really forget my dance partner man... she wasn't exactly damn good looking but I liked her outgoing perosnality. She just came and volunteered to be my partner when I couldn't find any and both of us danced the most hardcore in the entire row, even more so than the OGLs. People were like looking at us and laughing. But its so sad.. I heard from her friend that she appealed out of SR and is no longer in the school. The hell... I'm not done with her yet. I wanna get to know her. THE HELL!!! Why can't she stay in SR!!?

By this day, my Mass dance had gotten pretty good and I was even made to dance on stage. Actually... I was made to 'cos the OGL wanted all those wearing Adidas shoes to go on stage and dance, not 'cos I was exceptionally good or what. AHA ya got punk'ed.

The Champ is the best. Thanx. I'm off to relax my swollen behind. I've no more words to rhyme. Eh? I just did. AHHH!

Is that all you got? I'm just testing your true powers... ~Naruto

The Wants

2006-02-24T17:51:00.000+08:00

Yoyoyo
I want my wants
And I need my needs
So this is all I'm telling yall sideshow freaks
The Champ speaks
About the twenty-O-six wishlist

1. COME ON JUST A PAIR MORE PACS TO 6 SEXY CUBES
2. Whatever is selling at Topman, I die to own it.
3. Extreme Makeover. Not for my face but for my com.
4. I hope Channel 5 would stop the "WWE is bad for kids" shit and show it back on TV. It's not like they don't know what is "fuck", "asshole" and the smacking sound of a chair.
5. Tougher and more muscular chest.
6. New phone(secured)
7. Have more discipline to work out.
8. Another pair of Adidas sneakers
9. Be less noob at pool
10. It's a big cliche, but, MORE SLEEP & LESS WORK

I will not rest in peace, but I will break your ankle in peace-ces -Kurt

Reminiscence part 2

2006-01-28T17:36:00.000+08:00

Yo, Yo, Yo!
The Champ is back
Part 2 ain't gonna be any less crappier
'Cos the back show ain't nothing but funnier
All that shit we've done
Went pissing everyone to the runs
Now you dig, cunt?

Hey yo, hey yo, twisted transistor. Have fun reading or get beaten up all the way to Caesar. Aha, lets see what up in the past crazy year. Now over to the more emotional side of things, remember the time when we got our fucking Mother Tongue O'Level results? All I remembered was, SM(super mario) kept us in half an hour of torturous suspense! Saying all that shit, A-Maths is very important and if he told us the results at the start we wouldn't concentrate blah blah. Slowly but surely that fucking thirty minutes went by without seriously killing us yet, 'cos it was the results that did the job. It did it so good that it made some people sob their balls out(I meant eyeball what were you thinking man). The two stupid sideshow clowns who bawled their eyes out were Muthu and Josh, and I must say it was fucking lame for Muthu to do just that. He was the only fucking assclown who got an A, unlike me, unlike the rest, who got at most a B and below. Josh's situation was understandable so lets not diss him anymore. Later on in the day every single teacher was trying to console us, which was one hell of an attempt since none of us was in the mood for listening, except for big R. Whatever she said made us feel worse, 'cos she was rambling on and on about her GREAT mother tongue results then blah blah blah, which I suspect I did not quite listen properly because the words were overwhelmed by the fats under her chin.

What next? There were many classic JC moments. She practically came in almost everyday, sometimes acting like a Jounin(shit I'm too addicted to Naruto... anyway Jounin is a high level ninja) by hiding under the window panes playing peek-a-boo. When she didn't quite scare the shit outta anyone in particular, she stormed into the class and howled away for the next five to ten minutes like some meat deprived werewolf. Did I mention that she sounded like she had a busted adam's apple then caught a sore throat?

Some memorable ones were... when Geof was the victim? Goofy got punk'd twice by her, to be exact. One was early in the year, when he made some funny noise I can't really remember. Right at that moment his luck was worse than a person who got his boots in doggy bricks. Yeah man JC was JUST standing outside watching. So, like what she always does with her victims, she made, or should I say, forced a date with him. What happened exactly during the "dates"? I'm not so sure myself.

The second time was during the Prelim exams in the middle of the walkway just outside the hall. It was full of fucking discussions as usual, and you're right again, JC was right behind playing the hungry, wrinkled lioness ready to pounce on anyone. Of course, being the blacklisted class, she immediately singled us out for the source of all commotion. Ms Busted-Adam's-Apple then made some sarcastic comment, and Goofy, I don't know what he was thinking, said YES loud enough to be heard. While we ran off with trails of threats behind us about banning him from the exam, we seriously pitied him man.

JC's crap is over. Now, next, I'm gonna recap on probably the most scandalous feud that only particular groups of people know. It happened in the last quarter of 2005, started mildly at first because of some negligible jokes, but later became intense over a growing hatred. In one corner, it was G-Unit(led by Gab hahaha), and in the other... well, you know who. If you don't then too bad. Apparently G-Unit was in alliance with LS(lao yer fucking sai la, its loudspeaker) too. This is a sensitive topic and I try to keep it to a minimal, otherwise I will be bombed anytime anywhere.

The peak of this feud came about when the taupok craze started again. And he was the last victim before the exams started. Guess what? We failed miserably. Our victim shrugged all of us off and walked away, looking like he was about to cry. Ok, enough man.

Speaking of taupok, remember that time when we BOLDLY carried it out IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD? YES! MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING ROAD! WOOOOOO! THAT WAS THE BEST SESSION OF TAUPOK EVER! The best Road-Version was when Terrence got punk'd, 'cos we did it right in front of a kopitiam with every single fucking one of 'em watching and laughing. Know somethin? Cars had to stop because of us. I bet the driver was pissed. Once again, WOOOOO!

After O'Levels it didn't end. We had a BBQ over at Pasir Ris chalet and probably the highlight of the night was the rain and the fight. The mood to eat was gone, and things turned ugly when Ben and Laksa squared off in an intense stare down. The argument was rather soft, but dangerously so. Later on Laksa was looking quite fucked up and he looked like he wanted to beat the holy hell outta someone. One thing I regretted was that I forgotten to take home the fruits that no one ate.

Late into the holidays, something stirred again. One anonymous, dick-head prank caller who think's he's Fiddy started terrorising the people of clan 4E3. His stupid start-off is always "Yo Nigga What up Nigga". Yeah you wanna take a taxi down my house and burn it? I say, HELL YEAH! I WOULD LIKE TO SEE YOU DO THAT! AND THEN WATCH YOU GET LOCKED UP TOO! Stupid niggas. They're stupid enough already, so that makes wannabes worse. Like I've always said, if ya want some, come get some! You dig!?

I'm off to my reunion dinner, holmes. Later days.

Reminisce

2006-01-25T11:16:00.000+08:00

Yo, Yo, Yo!
Missing school ain't?
I'm feelin' the same thang
Roll back to 2005
Ya be laughin' till ya cry

Reminiscence (Part 1)

Recently I was just sitting around in my room, and for some reason the school events just came swimming through my head. Lots of shit went on every single day and E3'05, safe to say, is the daredevil of all daredevils. We were a pisser to nearly the entire staff and we simply laughed in their face to pump their blood levels. Great times, holmes. Lets see what's there...

Remember the time, we were the pioneer of Stacking, otherwise known as Taupok. This shit started back in 2004, when we were Sec 3. And guess who was the first ever victim. It was Shaik man. HAHAHA! And he got hit in the nose too, by Gab, 'cos I went Frogsplashing into the mess. Taupoking didn't stop at all and we were all doing it until the end of 2005. One of the most thoroughly planned Taupok had to be the one when we targetted Jason, who claimed himself to be the anti-Taupok King. Proclaiming yourself ain't gonna vindicate yourself, holmes. You still got squashed big time during Graduation Day, right in the middle of the square. WOOOO!

Of course, almost everyone in our class was a victim. Mine was crap. My time happened at the Beancurd shop, when Gab screamed "Plan B!". Yeah, so Plan A was supposed to be Jason but we didn't try bust his ass up 'cos he announced his departure REALLY quick. I wonder... never mind. Fuck man, when he left, I got mine busted instead man! Lucky the shopkeeper pulled all of yall off quick. WOOO!

Remember another time, not one of us bothered about Geography for two full years, and of course, the two teachers in that two years too. First it was ET, or "Flower", then the next year came "Gab-face" TML. When she was teaching I was like, who are you talking to? The entire class ain't even looking at ya. I remember Josh was the only fella sittin' right at the front under teacher's nose, listening to TML go on and on. In the end he still failed the tests. Dang. And I remember that particular time, there was this pre-prelim extra classes for every subject of sorts. It was a Saturday, and we were supposed to have a Geog lesson in the late afternoon. Guess what happened in the end? Not one fucking guy turned up! Where was I? Watching Madagascar at J8 with Gab, Josh and a few other dawgs. Nice one(LOL!). We had enough time to return to school after the movie for the lesson, but we got a more important matter at hand. Go home sleep. During the next Geog lesson, when TML asked us where were we, haha, we told her that Lakshman booked the Madagascar tickets for us to watch. That stupid assclown got scolded on behalf of all of us. WOOO!

Speaking of TML, I remember another time, people were posted to ICU classes or something, and we could all go to those instructional rooms and carry out some kinda tutorial with the teacher in charge. I went once, though I ain't required to(told you I'm just plain better), and it was TML in charge. Although I was fucking laughing together with Gab and Muthu and made a fool in class, I was still the source of her ire. It was always me. The 3 of us were making fucking lame DotA jokes that Muthu pioneered. I was the one telling and they were laughing. I got screwed instead, not them. (One of the joke was, who was the most intelligent hero in DotA? Tinker, 'cos he thinks a lot)

That was not the highlight of the day. When the jokes looked like it died down, it went up later on. Muthu went to call Power 98 and made a fucking stupid dedication that sounds something like this. "Hello? Erm, Can I make a dedication now? Ok, I would like to dedicate the next song to my friends beside me, TCM and Gab. Ya... and uhh, also to our Geog teacher, Ms TML. Yes... oh ya, and to Jason, the Farter too." LOL. That was it. The whole fucking class laughed like they've never laughed before when they heard it on live radio. Jason the Farter. Omg, he was the notorious farter after Terrence. It was seriously loud and blatant.

What else about TML... oh yes, there was one rainy day, and the infamous duo Nick & Dan were outside as usual. And then next there was something like some Guerilla ambush, 'cos the two were firing projectiles from outside to TML. It was bits of paper or tissue I think. The rest of the lesson was stopped for a big round of investigation, which later involved JC, who once made a statement that was so fucking lame that I thought Muthu's jokes made better sense. "I may be a bitch, but I'm a good bitch." Huh...? A bitch is a bitch, a good bitch is still a bitch. You dig? And I wonder why is her voice like she's got an Adam's apple busted then caught a sore throat.

Enough about Geog. Lets see... what else? How about PCW's infatuation? Yall know who ain't? Yeah holmes, our CME teacher. As usual I'm the one of her big source of ire. Right in the morning at 8am who in the right mind would seriously listen to half an hour of moral lecture? Its like I'm already on the verge of socialising with Mr Sandman and you're trying to sing me a lullaby. I looked like I wanted to smack her on the face and tell her "Why teach when you sound like you're a former case of speech defect?" when I was sent out, but I ain't man. In fact I wanna thank her for liberating me from this mental prison. I feel more alive on the outside bench listening to my MP3.

Time was running out already, think I'll just talk about one more event. Remember that time, "aahhhhh!" was our trademark reply after hearing a joke that was apparently lame. All the city jokes and stuff.. and our POA teacher's crap grammar. Speaking of POA, I remember once, he got quite fed up at something and made a promise about something I can't really remember, and the class was dead silent. Except for Josh. That stupid hobbit thought it was a joke and audaciously said "aaahhhh!". Haha now that almost had me laughing there. Next, Josh got screamed in the face, something like "And Joshua you better shut your bloody mouth". That stupid clown looked like he got trampled by a horse. HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!

There's part 2 coming up. Later days, yall.

The Void

2006-01-11T12:56:00.000+08:00

Its been exactly one month since my last entry and I'm not doing it on this day itself for an anniversary sake but it just happened to be a coincidence. And come to think of it, there's no more "Yo" and "What up" and "Homie" to kick start this f*ck.

I can't seem to be bothered with anything. You ask me why, I'll tell you "God Knows". This ain't the usual poking-mocking session where I pick the likes of certain people and laugh at their silliness. Come the holidays, you can't keep track of enough fools from our clan who try to make a fool out of themselves simply because you don't see them in person much and all you can get to know is through MSN. Where's the fun now? You can't do much through MSN than in person. You can't possibly taupok in MSN ain't?

But I do manage to churn out one dolt for the day. Muthu. For the past few days he was eyeing his brother's birthday present and eventually stole it for himself. What was that? It's for you to find out.

Like I said just now I couldn't be bothered with anything much. Say, my job, if it is even one. Sounds like one of the better jobs a student waiting for his Os results can ask for. Sit on your ass at home, type your shit on Word and email it to the office. It don't bloody sound as easy as that; writing bloody needs thinking still. The only crimp is the discrimination. First, the fact that I'm a "kid", I don't get paid as much as the others. Second, I don't get to be regular in my f*cking job. Third, I'm just made to wait. People can pass whatever judgement they want on me, I still grip on firmly to the belief that I'm just plain better. I'm just bloody plain better.

I can't be bothered with DotA too. The Eurobattle monkeys, to be exact. What the f*ck is so fun going in and out of a game? What the f*ck is the point when you join a game and you bloody quit if you get a hero you deem as "suckx"(yeah that's another f*cking thing that pisses me off. Why do people have to put a "x" at the end of every word they say? Are you trying to think that you're damn cute? Seriously you can come get a F-U from me)? But what to do? I'm doing it to pass the time. After all "the kid" is being made to wait for work, ain't?

In short, I suspect I'm turning mad. I'm like living in a void(reminds you of NS? ahhh... see what I mean?). On BNet I go "YOYOYO!" and it looks all bubbly and cheery. No. I'm just mad. Mad to the extent that when I think back on certain shit I've done, I can't find a reason to it. Say, I'm officially bald today and I don't know why I do it. And I'm losing the interest in WWE, which has been my number 1 sports entertainment in my entire life(or is it because I find TNA much hardcore and entertaining?). And I'm having an obsession with alcohol too. I can't get enough of it, although I just had a bottle of it while watching WWE Armageddon that finished at 4am. Indulge me for a moment. Rest In Peace, Legend Killer or rather, Randy Orton. And Rest In Peace too, Cowboy Bob. The legacy of the Deadman cannot be killed.

The weather these days is f*cking cold with the unending torrents, so is the void. Its nice and cool for others, but its just making me exhaust tissues faster.

And I'm not let off in the nights. Whenever I'm in a slumber I'll surely get snared into a nightmare(there's nothing R-rated in it. If it is I won't call it nightmare). There will be a different story every night, and comes morning, or rather afternoon since I nearly always wake up at atleast 12, it returns to haunt me. Some still gnaws at me even today. I haven't done any misdeeds to deserve this shit man. I seriously am fast turning mad. I'm not a 16 year old pussy who still fears nightmares as bad as a four year old kid, but somehow its made in a way that its f*cking frightening.

Suddenly I'm not apprehensive of my results. I think its because one of my nightmares was a premonition of what I'm getting, and I'll assume that I got what I saw in my sleep. I'll only say its way beyond of my expected score, but hell, its still enough to go into a JC. Its about a month from now to D-Day, but I guess it won't make much difference to me. Its not about beating each other. Rather, its just about whether you did prove yourself wrong and whether you did pave the way you wanted it to be.

Later days.

Clash of the titans

2005-12-11T14:58:00.000+08:00

Clash of the Titans: WWE vs TNA

WWE

1:: Fancy storyline and drama

2:: Nice(hot) divas

3:: Laudible match creations

4:: Innovative matches (eg. Elimination Chamber, Casket match)

5:: Rare change of Champions

6:: Classified into two shows, mainly Raw and SmackDown

7:: Same old speeches...

8:: Predictable results of matches

9:: Explosive events like WrestleMania

10:: Great superstars like John Cena, Batista

TNA

1:: Hardcore and entertaining action

2:: Lesser draggy and boring storyline

3:: Good creation of matches (eg. Ultimate X)

4:: Charismatic Tag-Teams

5:: Frequent change of Champions (more realistic)

6:: Wrestlers are more self-sacrificing

7:: Nice trademark finishers

8:: Amazing moves not seen in WWE

9:: Bound for Glory being TNA's biggest event

10:: Skillful and acrobatic wrestlers like AJ Styles, Samoa Joe

The Champ is BACK!

2005-11-24T02:30:00.000+08:00

YO YO YO!
Finally...
The Champ has come back!
To the Blue Hell! (color of my blog... ahhhh!)

Yo homie, or rather mie-ho for some punks who wanna try make something outta 'emselves but can't make it, the Champ has returned! Ok... I've already said it twice and I won't say it again.

For the first time I don't know where to begin. There's so many f****** events to talk, mention, comment, dig, laugh, joke etc. about during this month long absence, but things get better as time progresses eh? Things like, say, my DotA skills? (except for a particular individual who claims he's always 'rusty')

First and foremost I really don't know what to do after a big round of garbage you call O'Levels except to climb up to my HDB roof and scream every single profanity that exists, regardless whether it is printed in Longman or not. How free can one get with three long months free of education? Yer gonna be so bloody free that a prisoner gets jealous of you.

A lot of people have regrets here and there during the exams. For me i regret studying so much simply because I'm sure I could've successfully ace that even at Sec 3. Yes it's so bloody HARRRRRD. Tell me one paper that you can't bloody do and I'll give ya yer money back. The worst part wasn't doing the exams while having spasms in yer baby carrot, it is the five day long gap between the second last and the last paper. And we were the last bunch to finish on this entire island. F.

Following that is the rise of DotA fever. So hot that people plan to play overnight(hahaha ya know yerself) and then watch people at Nescafe laugh their way to the bank. You see that's what that keeps EXPLOSION alive during the wee hours doing stuff that we won't want to know. He can drink coffee until he spills it all over his file. Kudos to you.

So what next for the Champ? Yeah I'm just going to follow the crowd for now and try to establish myself as one of the greatest players ever walked on God's green earth. And in the next month I'm gonna do what most of my homies gonna do: earn some bloody cash. Earn some cash so I can bloody fix my PS2, fix my keyboard, fix my bank, fix my pacs although this don't need cash.

Enough for all the big plans because most likely it won't happen. Now its time to dig, laugh and joke about certain people and happenings. The best, probably the greatest joke in my 16 years of life had made history. Words spread like wildfire, and it don't take a genius to figure out that Rand and Josh participated in Campus Superstar organised by Channel U. And so it came to pass, the legion of 4E3 homies showed up at J8 to give support. I meant support our own laughters. Jokes were BIG in supply, especially so when a peanut looking boy climbed up stage with nothing but confidence that soon turned into disaster, much like Brand's Diabolic Edict(ahhhhh!).

When I watched MTV I came across an advertisement showing a wannabe band of rockers made up of slightly taller versions of bald hobbits playing some slipshod ragatag noise that sent a kid scrambling off. Then a caption read, "When there's wannabes, there's MTV". This time, it is "When there's peanut boy, there's embarrassment". Its a good thing to have guts, going up stage and entertain the audience during your 30 seconds of fame, 5 for some, but it just plain (Its too pathetic that I can't think of any adjectives) if you fumbled at yer school name twice with yer head down. Even the judge had to say the school name for him. In English.

Then the moment of reckoning came. Everything happened too quick for me to notice everyone's reaction but I'm damn sure its all the same: Cover the eyes, laugh like a lunatic, turned and ran. Why? 'Cos peanuts got the red light(not the red card ahhhhh!!) when he barely began. At least for me, I counted three words before the judge pressed the button. Yeah that's how fast it was. I wanted to cut out my shirt pocket then. At least for Brand he was lucky that he wore his trademark blue denim shirt that covered his school shirt. That piece of blue rag you call shirt always made me think that he looked like Karang Kuni.

Ok, so after the great spectacle it was time for Harry Potter. Six of us settled our shit and went in. Rand was lucky that he got to seat with us although the ticket he bought was the front row ones. The bloody chicken from Chicken Little went to do a jig in the ad before the show started, reminding people to switch off their handphones. In other words there should be no noise ain't? But that was not possible. Not with the freaking Lakshman telling everyone the story, every crack and niche of it, this and that, fart in his seat, shuffling his chips etc...
He was lucky that Rand sat between us otherwise there would be more commotion when I kick the Pringles tube down his throat. That was not it. Of all people who was supposed to shut up, Josh chipped in with his intensional, sharp "SHHHHHHHHHHHH". The person beside him certainly won't appreciate that, especially so if the lights were on.

Holy cows and bull, its 2.30am. If this post is crap, its 'cos I ain't thinking properly with my jaws opening every interval of 5 seconds for a yawn. Yep, that's more or less the time taken for Josh the Joker (JJ ahhhhhh!!!) to vocalise his garbage you call Mandopop. Holla yall, I'm off.

2005-10-02T16:34:00.000+08:00

Yo ese
Its a special edition yer seeing today
Perhaps the last piece yer gon' see for October
And November
Maybe the year
The Champ's Dirty Lil' Secrets
Let's find out

The bull right on top said it all. This is the last yer gonna see of me, before The Champ gets geared and goin' to bring some serious justification from the big O. The same message applies: Ya want some, come get some. I can say anything and everything, but two words. "I Quit". The Champ ain't gonna quit.

Lets cut to the chase and get rollin'. Its the special edition about my dirty lil' secrets. Not all are secrets, some may just be facts. And if you find it vaguely familiar, the video from The American Rejects inspired this. Check this...

1. I scowl more than I smile
2. I will curse like a madman if I miss even one episode of WWE
3. I used to do a parody on The Undertaker by dressing like him. That was really way back when I was about 5
4. I try not to find trouble unless trouble finds me
5. I am beyond any typical narcissist
6. I make sure my hair looks good every waking moment. Even at home
7. Until today, I was admitted to hospital twice
8. Chics who bare long, white, shapely and smooth legs really boils my blood. Wait, maybe even vapourise it. You could call it my fetish
9. If I like a girl I would never have the guts to talk to her unless she talks to me
10. The last dirty lil' secret is, there are darker and deeper secrets yet to be disclosed

Never be sure, never assume, and reality is harsh... -post-prelim conclusions by the champ

Post-prelims

2005-09-23T18:00:00.000+08:00

Yo, yo, YO!
The Champ is back!
Prelims are history
But my shot ain't satisfactory
The Champ don't feel sorry
Just pop a cold one
Chill and game the whole damn week, everyone!

Yo hob, try hitting me back with your "masterpiece", homie. Yeah you, Josh. Mr. Thai-Pimple-Cream. No wonder your face has just gotten funnier. I'll see what you can cook up with the oversized peanut in your head.

Today, 23rd September 2005 marks the end of the not too gruesome prelims. To the extent of my opinion. If the papers(except A-Maths) were hair-pulling and skin rending, I won't be hogging on battle net either the entire afternoon or the entire night to kick asses of juniors who shouldn't even install Warcraft into their computers.

Lets see. E-Maths? That hardly scratched my brains and surely tickled my tummy. POA? I think I broke the record by finishing Paper 2 nearly 45mins before the rest. In other words, I can't find any excuse to wipe my forehead. Social Studies? Not too bad. The hint on the SEQ was too subtle. Physics? Hah. Chemistry? HAH. English and Chinese? My languages... as flawless as always. These two are the least of the least of my worries. I guess only A-Maths and Geography bothers me.

Applying some Prudence Concept, I'm gonna estimate the least possible result of each subject. I think I can secure a B3 for English, A1 for Chinese, B4 for Combined Science, A1 for E-Maths, D7 for CHS, C6 for A-Maths and A2 for POA. So that makes my L1R5 like... 18. Son of a bi*ch.

Ok that suck. I wanted at most 15. Moral of the story is, CHS is the bane to my grade sheet and the Legend Killer needs to do something about it to buff it up good. Do you serious think I'd give two shits on my results after 9am, or rather 10am, earlier this morning? So 9am was the official dismissal time, yet it was unnecessarily delayed 'cos of the one-eyebrow man. That man seriously gets on my nerves whenever he takes the stage, then rant and rave like a walking Rule-Book. If you can't decipher what people are writing, then DON'T. No one's forcing you at gun-point. Oh yeah... What makes you think your wife or daughter can decipher it? They have supernatural eyesight? Or do they have some background on hieroglyphics? If school were to be no-holds-barred, I'm gonna kick the mic down his throat and make him TAP.

Plus the golden-haired female dog. She have endless bones to pick with 4E3(ain't, helmet?). One day I'm gonna just drag her to the graveyard. She'll have PLENTY of bones to pick.

Everyone's having different plans for the short break. One-third headed to lan, 1 pathetic rip-off known as "laksa5" joined a soccer match, 1 F-cube(F****** Funny Face) thinks home isn't cool to chill and plans to roam about till dark, the rest more or less went home. Oh yeah, I know the Tua Liap Tao or rather Jeremy "Botak" Lim is gonna host another round of a looooooooooong conference that further catalyses your dangerous level of boredom.

Recently the group of DotA hoodlums moved from v5.84 to v6. We thought it wasn't so bad. I thought it was my homeground. If I were Axe, that is. Just within 2 matches, the Legend Killer himself, became the Axe Master. I know what you're thinking. Anybody can seriously spoil someone's day with Axe, but I doubt you can do a better job than me pissing anybody off, be it rangers, super-rangers or worse still melees. One word of advice: Don't bother putting up a fight. Just run for your mother whenever you see him. She'll settle it cleanly for you. Not by kicking Axe's butt, but by pulling your cables. Have fun, homie.

Enjoy the 3 day break and try maximising your gaming leisure like the Korean man. Just make sure you get enough rest and not Rest In Peace in front of the computer. Because come Monday, when the papers are out, I doubt you'll have the drive to play. Especially since A-Maths is the first period. Maybe to numb yourselves a lil'. Except for those going for poly, prelims hardly affect you short of DotA.

This section is for the DotA hoodlums. Remember to update your Warcraft to version 1.19b to continue playing in Eurobattle. I don't mean jumping straight into b, there's still a, homie. If you can't find the crack, download from me.

I'm sucked dry now. Can't squeeze anything out to talk about. I can't believe I fell asleep twice within a short period of time and I'm all fuzzy-brained. So... later days, homie.

To be the man, ya gotta beat the man~ Ric

What & What not...

2005-08-31T12:35:00.000+08:00

Yo homie
The Champ is back
A friggin' wasted day
Watching noob keepers conceding away
And seeing teachers' cocky sway

10 tips to make your blog visit-worthy

1. Like what you see above... (catchy start-offs)
2. Occassional break from text chunks. Post some images. (No nudes, homie)
3. Be shameless. Once in a while. (If its Laksh's type, GL to you)
4. Skins/Backgrounds that wow visitors as a whole. (Once again... no nude)
5. Eye pleasing color schemes (Colorblind then too bad)
6. Humor. Amusement. (Earns you a big plus)
7. Masquerading as certain assclowns in your life. (In my case, too many to count)
8. Catchy background midi. (Please, no Deng Li Jun)
9. Creative profile format/navigation sidebar (Smooth reading)
10. Tagboard (Make visitors laugh to see people scolding you)

10 big Turn-Offs in blogs

1. Over-Criticism of assclowns in your life. (Go and be a movie critic)
2. A chick baring all (To girls, that is)
3. Gibberish text (How many languages can we possibly know...)
4. R.I.P (Don't make a blog in the first place if you're inactive)
5. 60's theme (Black & White. Refer to Jeremy's blog)
6. Life-less & Friendless people (Your posts are better than tranquilisers)
7. Overuse of bombastic words (Go write a novel, not a blog)
8. Lumped text/profile (I might mistake your birthdate as your age)
9. -City jokes (Or any other Muthu-type jokes)
10. Philosophic entries (I see you're a fan of Shakespear. Refer to PCW's entries)

Ok. Good day, homie.
Later days

Eggs are dangerous

2005-08-27T11:54:00.000+08:00

...Consequences of excessive sunny-side up intake

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