Where The Light Is

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fences

this is the deep and dying breath

give my gun away when it's loaded

the wrong kind of place to be thinking of you

because this road is all you'll ever have

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My Dear we're slow dancing in a burning room	Saturday, September 27, 2008, 1:09 AM Come on baby, twist and shout. I woke up this morning with a completely bloody fatal sore throat and bouts of high fever and nausea that threatened to cause a loss of the meaning of the word appetite. Which really isn't a good thing. I wanted to throw up, but i couldn't do that cos my throat would hurt like mad, i wanted to scream for help but that'd also make my throat hurt even more, so i decided the only thing i could do was to just hop back in bed and pray for a miracle recovery. I woke up half an hour later and i was completely fine. Prolly cos of the panadol i took, but damn that shit really works. My condition, however, worsened a little to a more stable pain throbbing around my body and my head. I can deal with that. And all this, courtesy of Liz, who had the flu and passed it on to me. I thought i wouldn't catch it, but i was wrong wasn't i? The rest of the day was utter boredom. Tuition, tuition and more tuition. Feli refused to buy me starbucks due to my earlier statement on one of my earlier posts that she was a man. Tsk. Im sorry! Tuition hell finally ended around 4 and i collapsed straight onto my bed, knowing fully that my O levels are in 19 days, i tried at my best to get up and start on some more work, but my body was completely drained, and you know when that happens, there's very little anyone can do to move me. So took a short nap before i was interrupted from my recovery time cos i had to gear up for the F1 race. Which i personally found was as interesting as a senior citizen's anti sugar rally. You'd only find it interesting if you had seats, but if like me, you had merely a pass that allows you into the track boundaries, you'd find yourself pushing past sweaty desperate men and women trying at their very best to snap a picture of the deafening speed of light traveling cars. Which i find so frustrating. I mean come on, you're paying hundreds of dollars to catch a millisecond glimpse of a car that's traveling so fast, you'd only catch a whoosh of colours sweeping past you. Not to mention the oh so charming announcers who have the enthusiasm of a teaspoon, which only added to my throbbing headache and my sheer boredom. Maybe it was my headache and my flu that made my experience so traumatic, and its not that i dont enjoy racing, i'd just prefer to actually race. Something i know is quite impossible as cars can only carry a certain amount of weight for it to reach top speeds. Also, was the incredibly inefficient transport and communication system that was around. I had gone to lavender mrt and taken the shuttle bus all the way to gate 1, but as i reached the gate, the ticket men told me my pass didnt allow an entry through gate 1 and that i had to enter through the other gates which were so conveniently located on the other side of the world. So, i had to walk all the way back to the shuttle bus area, take the bus back to lavender, and take the train to city hall, then walk all the way to the esplanade where the other gate was located. Tsk. So, unless you enjoy hearing thunderously loud engines zooming past you and wrecking your ear drums, or seeing blurs of colour in the shape of a car whizzing past you for a split second, i'd suggest that you give the F1 race a miss. Unless of course you hold seat tickets, in which case, your experience will be so much more pleasent than that of the poor broke fools who can't afford seats, and can only afford to buy an entry into the race area. The only thing i personally enjoyed was the concerts that were going on by this band called couger, who were absolutely fantastic and did splendid re-makes of beatles classics. Whilst watching their performance and holding back the strong urge to break into song and thrash around the field singing loudly, i bumped into Grace who was with her huge professional spiffy camera which completely kicks my pathetic camera's ass. Took pictures and moved to the front of the stage to bathe in the glory of rock and roll. No sooner did i find myself screaming to the lyrics of twist and shout, and i wanna hold your hand. Reminiscent of a time when my dad would pump beatles songs into my head and get me to sing along with it when i was a child. Went a little crazy with the camera and took really cool long shutter shots with her causing the light to elongate and look like giant neon sperms, floating in the sky. pfft. We had to depart ways soon after, my mom was calling me telling ive neglected her. tsk. Left the place half an hour into the big race which started at 10 cos my ears were completely destroyed and my head was exploding. Got home and showered and called Liz cos some shit happened today and she needed comfort. Soon after consoling her, she screamed. Very, very loudly. Apparently, a beetle had flown into her room and touched her. Tsk. I spent the last 2 hours in the vicinity of engines loud enough to wake the dead and kill them again straight after that due to its sheer intensity. My eardrums had deteriorated to a point of no return and i came home expecting peace and quiet but i get Liz screaming directly into the phone. Thank you Liz. I simply love the way you love to see me suffer. Pfft. As you can see by now, my brain is functioning about as well as a wooden table, so its best i tried to sleep now. My O's are in 19 days dammit. 19 days. I can count to 19 really, really quickly. That, is really not good. Pictures, stand back. hey hey the best view in the house. I'll give you 5 dollars if you can see the car. The coolest photo of the evening. Its Paul McCartney's double. Look its a fat boy, and a pretty girl next to him. This just in, giant neon sperms have attacked the raffles hotel. I like that picture. My mind's shutting down now. I'll seeyuh when i seeyuh. ao [EDIT] "Why do i always feel like the one who gets used? Sucked dry for all im worth then thrown aside and discarded? Is there something wrong with me, Jack?" "You're just being silly, Your imagination gets the better of you." "I mean nothing to any of these people. I'm probably just this stupid little juke box they press for a good laugh, once theyre entertained and satisfied, they throw me away like i'm nobody's business." "Well that's life Jim, that's how life was and that's how life is gonna be, through it all, it's never gonna change, everybody goes through it" "No only people like me do. Look at me, for god's sakes just look at me. You think someone who looks like me will stand any chance in her heart? Do you really think i'd stand a chance in Anybody's heart?" " You're a good man, Jim. Your talents far outshine any of those blokes who take up so much importance in her life." "But i don't do I? I'm nothing. Absolutely nothing. Who cares if ive got a shitload of talent? Who cares if i can sing or play a bucketload of instruments? None of that matters if i look like this Jack, None of it matters!" " There are plenty of fish in the sea- "Yea sure, find me one of them who wouldn't mind falling in love with an ugly bloke." "Oh come on it isn't all that bad." "What are you talking about? Even if he was the most perfect gentleman, even if he's the most talented person to walk this earth, even if he's got this ridiculous hopelessly romantic side to him that any girl would die for, do you really think any of that would do any good if he looked like me? Even if all he ever wanted was to make you smile?" Just to see you smile. [End of Edit] Thursday, September 25, 2008, 10:34 PM Girl you and me we can light up the skies Brandon: Its alright, she's still in a coma though. :( Joel: Play nice, Joel. Audre: HAHA blog in chinese?! I cant even gather enough care to speak a word of it. :p Feli: omgimsosorry! Sorry sorry sorry noo i want my java chip i need my java chip please woman please, see i called you woman, not man, WOman. woman! Grace: HAHA yea shes America's next top model. :p Weng: Its not you who posted that was it weng? haha what song? Ra-El: haha go watch grey's anatomy. Its the best! Liz: When i say tag my blog dear i dont mean say hi. But yes, hi anyway. :) Kat: HAHA NO PROBLEMOO! The other liz: Hey hey hooo! HAHA yes we shouldddd! And other improv games! From whose line is it anyway. Go ask Liz about it if you dont know what it is, its the best show ever haha. Jiyin: Heyyy absolutely no problem at all ok! Anytime you need to crash just gimme a call. Its not an intrusion!!! Oh yes the pleasuremaxes are way good aren't they haha. Hot pink yay hahaha. Someone's gonna be legal realllyyyyy soon hmm. :D I honestly swear my computer has down syndrome. Its possibly the weirdest functioning computer ever made. Currently, my right click isn't working, im unable to expand compressed group applications like msn convos, my alt, ctrl and delete button all aren't responding, and my ask manager is completely blank, like, just a white box with nothing but blank spaces. My computer better start functioning properly in 5 minutes or im burning it. pfft. Yesterday was another day of no school cos i found it rather pointless. Stayed home and pumped in history for the most part of the day till evening when Liz calls me up telling me about how badly she did for english, so she asked me to go over to help her. Mom gave me a lift there and studied for quite a bit. She started this little vocab book where she'd put all these new words in. Did math while she furiously scribbled away on an english paper with occasional help from me. Studied till about 12 when her mom came down telling us ghost ship was playing on tv, so we decided to call it a night and plopped down in front of the TV trying to scare ourselves shitless. She wouldnt let go of my hand at the scary parts as usual. pfft. But the story got a little too unscary towards the end. Flipped to MTV after it ended to catch bits of the VMAs. Decided to crash after Rihanna's performance. Her dog woke me up in the morning cos she needed to get out of the cold room. She was afraid to go down the stairs so me and Rachel had to slowly help her down one step at a time while Liz slept like a log. Went back to sleep but got woken up by Liz soon after. Washed up and headed down, and it was back to another day of hitting the books, we barely made it through 5 minutes before deciding to go to her mom's empty rented out office again. Packed up and her mom gave us a lift there. Ordered macs for breakfast and studied for a bit more till lunch came and her mom picked us back to her place for lunch. Studied for abit more before we crashed on the couch. She decided to go back to school for remedial so she left me on her bed while she showered and changed and left. Had a quick shower there using my tshirt as a towel and changing out into a fresh pair of clothes. I swear i now have this really womanly urge to use strawberry yogurt shampoo and cocoa butter moisturizer after using them at her place. See what using women's bath soaps can do to a man? pfft. Studied some SS before her mom picked Liz back from school and picked me up on the way back to the office. Annalisa tagged along too to study. I was studying perfectly peacefully before a large stack of books came buckling down onto my head,courtesy of Liz, thus causing my head to throb intensely for a good 20 minutes. She was trying to proove her point on how my fats couldnt always save me from pain. Tsk. She apologized profusely after that, even Anna was shocked at Liz's random moment of violence and demonic possession. tsk. Ordered macs again for dinner and anna's mom fetched her home, ate, studied, ate, and studied, then her mom picked us up and gave me a lift home. I gotta say today was hella productive. Longest ive ever studied. Prolly cos Liz is so terribly worried about the O's, which by the way is in 21 days time. The days fly by like whisps of air too fast to be caught. Am i ready? No way in hell. But i will be. Liz passed me the flu so now im dying of a badass sore throat. I can barely hit high notes cos of it. I need to recover by Wednesday so my voice will be perfect to sing a song. (hint hint Jiyin) Im gonna go strum away the rest of the night on my guitar, hoping my voice miraculously returns in full power. pfft. I'll seeyuh when i seeyuh. ao Tuesday, September 23, 2008, 10:44 PM Priests carrying bibles, hollowed out to fit their rifles Ok like, honestly, if there was one general population and country in this world i could wipe off the face of existence, it would be China and the Chinese, even if it means the cease in existence of me or my fellow people ever so privileged to be labeled Chinese. Had my Chinese oral yesterday. Sigh. You'd prolly guess it went terribly. I honestly thought Chinese A was harder than this Chinese B. My mind spiraled into complete blindness and death as i stepped into the exam hall, brain cells were not functioning and thoughts were not processing. Only the 4 words i had repeating in my mind. "I Am from China" In an attempt to make myself feel more chinese and perhaps score better. Apparently, that doesnt work. The Chinese word for apple is "Ping Guo". Clever Chinese educated folks will know that the word Ping is very similar to the Chinese word Cai, Vegetable. Somehow, by some marvelous stroke of good luck, the word ping didnt strike me as ping, but cai. So instead of reading "Ping Guo," i read "Cai Guo". Worst part about this is, the entire passage was about apples, so i successfully replaced every single ping guo with cai guo. Cai guo,by the way, means Thailand. I vaguely remember a sentance from the passage, translated in english, it reads, Back in those days, Apples were very expensive, my father couldnt afford to buy apples, but one day, he saved up enough to buy an apple, he brought it home and cut the apple into 5 pieces for us to share. Now, translated back into english replacing the "ping guo" with "Cai guo", this, is what i was reading. Back in those days, Thailand was very expensive, my father couldnt afford to buy Thailand, but one day, he saved up enough to buy Thailand, he brought it home and cut Thailand into 5 pieces for us to share. Fantastic. My examiners didn't burst out laughing though. Sigh. Well, now im gonna have to actually study for the rest of the chinese paper to pull up my overall grade. And whats up with the whole milk scam? Whats wrong with China. First they eat anything that moves, dogs cats beetles scorpions shit, then they put tissue into their paus, then lead into their toys, now plastic in their milk? I mean come on, i know people will do anything for money, but to the extent where you're putting shit into milk?? It doesnt quite help that China is the world's largest exporter for products like ice cream, M&Ms and other milk containing products. That means ice cream isn't safe to eat anymore. Nobody denies me my ice cream.Nobody. tsk. What can they give us next? Rubber apples? Candy floss condoms? Fish thats actually beef? I honestly will not be surprised. Didn't go to school again today. Watched grey's anatomy while breakfasting when i see a missed call from Liz, called her back and she asked me to go over to study since we both weren't in school. Bathed changed and cabbed over there in a record time of 40 minutes. Again, my wallet cried and burned. Studied a heck lot today, pumped the day's worth of Amath. Rachel had tuition around 3, so to not disturb her, liz and me were shipped over to one of her dad's empty office. Studied till 7, then her mom came to pick us back for dinner. Dinner was lovely. Usual dinner conversational routines, then hit the piano for a little jamming session. Played violet hill again while she insisted on me playing it over and over again. Even recorded it. sigh. Her mom gave me a lift back soon after 9 and she tagged along. I doubt i'll be doing much work for the rest of the night, perhaps a subject i love, but my brain is completely off the edge and can't quite function. Prolly wont be going to school tomorrow either, i honestly find it tons more productive to stay home and mug. Besides, even my mom's encouraging me to stay home. In case you didn't notice, ive added an archives section under the links so that all my previous posts can be viewed. My very first post on this blog was, far from normal, i really must insist that you give it a miss. My guitar's staring at me telling me to go play it, but i know i shouldn't, 27 days left to the start of the end, the final lap to freedom, the last bit of toothpaste that's a real bitch to squeeze out, but it'll be worth it. Maybe just 1 song, and im back to the books. I'll be seeing you. Before i forget. I have this friend, i've known her for ages, since we were really young, i don't know her very well, but our parents work together, she never really struck me as anyone special or important, but its the times when death kisses them do they strike out as more than just that plain acquaintance. She was walking along the road when a car swerved off the road and hit her. She's now suffering internal bleeding in the brain and has broken both ankles. Its in today's papers. She's a year younger than me, but somehow the straits times mentioned her to be 20. She's in a coma now, i can only hope for the best, but sometimes we need more than hope, we need something no one can give, we need to have lived without regret. Life's short, so live it while you can. If tomorrow never comes, then we'll make today the longest ever. ao Saturday, September 20, 2008, 7:30 PM She enjoys nothing more Alright so, if you think about it, you'd realise that 90% of the women around you are under this sad illusion that they are fat, it saddens me to think how the standard of fat has been brought down to the standards of rather skinny women. No really, just look around you to the nearest woman and ask her if she thinks she's fat. If she says no, she's either a man or a 7 time triathlon winner. And when women ask men whether they look fat, and when the guy says no, they're actually telling the truth, so girls, you people need to actually believe them. Us men don't just say no so easily, i mean come on, you've got to admit that is a very, very difficult question to answer. Cos you women always think men are lying to you, if we say you dont look fat, you'd think we're just saying that to make you happy and then you get upset that you're not getting the truth and you get all hissy. Comparatively, when we say yes you indeed look fat, you get upset that you're actually getting the truth and you get all hissy. Now, women, work with me here, i need you to stand up, go to the nearest mirror, look yourself in the eye and say " (Insert name here), you are not fat! " There, don't you feel better? pfft. Unless of course you actually are fat, then, you'd best not try that. And when i say fat, i mean That kinda fat. If you dont look like that, then you're actually considered thin. There you go Liz, i hope you're convinced now. Anyway, im still not as stressed as i think i should be, prolly cos im not working as hard as i should be. I am working hard believe me, but just, not enough i guess. Didn't go to school on thursday cos staying at home was way more productive, Liz asked me to go dress shopping with her, Anna, WY( and i dont know who else was there) cos i know far east so well its almost scary. But the sun was just itching to burn me and my body refused to move. So she came over for dinner instead after settling on this greek goddess looking dress. I payed for her cab ride here, tsk. I made sandwiches for dinner, the subway kind, but the bread was being a bitch and wouldn't shut tight. She as usual, poured soup over everything. tsk. I had spent a good half an hour earlier in the day figuring out how to play violet hill on the piano and i finally got it, so i taught her how to play it after dinner. Studied for like, 35 seconds before her mom arrived to pick her up. Studied for a bit more before trying to go to sleep. School was as exciting as a senior citizen's chess tournament, honours day was after school and i had to show up for my distinguished service honours for drama. Sat on the stupid concert hall chairs for over 2 hours doing absolutely nothing but waiting for the thing to start at 3. I told Dad he didnt need to be there but he showed up anyway, thankfully he didn't wave at me from across the hall shouting my name out like last time, he just sat down quietly, and we both exchanged non embarrassing nods of acknowledgment. Had to sit for another 3 hours of absolute horror as 537 names and awards were given out. I tried to fall asleep, but it was so boring that i couldn't fall asleep. My turn finally came and as i stepped on stage amidst an uproar of cheers and standing ovations to shake the guest of honour's sweaty palms, i realized how terribly dead the parents were. Some of them were clapping, some were sleeping, and some,like my dad, who didn't even realize it was my turn, was sleeping and still clapping. It was only after they said my name did he wake up from his clapping slumber. Thanks Dad, thanks. pfft. Finally ended at 6 and we all headed down to the auditorium for light refreshments, i didn't have alot to eat i swear. Me and kenny then headed up to sheila's room to wish her a happy birthday cos it was her birthday yesterday, Ignatius and justin were there giving their presents. We had nothing to give, so i gave the only thing i could. Sang her a song which i made up on the spot, it made sense for the first 30 seconds, then it just went stupid. But she enjoyed it anyway and kenny helped by clapping. pfft. Went high for quite some time before i realized the time, rushed off in a cab home, quickly showered and gathered whatever i needed and cabbed off to Liz's place. My wallet screamed for mercy with each cab ride, but i could only sit and watch as my money burned. Studied for a good couple hours before we finally decided we were too tired. Headed up to her room where she tried on some dress for her grad night, i turned on my gay side to give her the womanliest fashion advice i could muster, she told Duncan that she was giving me a lingerie fashion show to make him jealous. tsk. It actually worked. Used the computer for abit before deciding to head to bed. I didn't fall off her bed this time. Go me. Got up this morning with my hair looking like yoda while she flaunted her seemingly perfect hair which doesnt seem to take the shape of anything. Tried some stupid wii fit thing on her wii. I swear its a demoralizing bitch. Its this thing where they measure your BMI, your health status and other annoying health statuses aimed to demoralize fat people. Her mom gave me a lift back soon after. Tuition and studying today. Feli cut her hair and she looks like a man now. She is going to take my head off for saying that. lalala. Too lazy to upload the photos. Ive got a heckload of work to get back to and its calling me. 30 days left to O's, i think. Dammit. I'll seeyuh when i seeyuh. ao Wednesday, September 17, 2008, 11:44 PM Let's go and throw all the songs we know into the sea Alright so i havent been posting as often as i should have or have been. Ive just had really little time on my hands with my oh so busy study schedule which i'd burn any day. These couple of days have been excruciatingly mundane and routinal, get up,eat, go to school, eat, come back, eat, sleep,wake up at 2 am,eat, go back to sleep at 4am, eat, eat, and eat. Sigh. Went to parkway after school yesterday with weng to get some cool artsy edgy stuff. Spent over an hour in a shop i love called ameba, its got tons of witty edgy stuff, i left with a pencil box and what i thought was a pouch meant for coins or something. I later find out that its a tampon pouch. It even came with a period planner inside. Tsk. I need a list of things to be careful not to buy when i go out looking for things to buy. That shop's got a whole bunch of really cool looking well designed and non mass produced stuff thats really fun, but theyre all completely useless. As a result, you spend a long time in there looking at everything and declaring how everything in there is so cool but you just don't need them. They've got things like irish accent breath spray, milk stirrers, extremely witty communication notepads and so many more. They're all so addictive to contemplate on buying, but so, pointless. Didn't go to school today and prolly not going tomorrow either cos its a million times more productive to stay home and study cos then i wouldn't have to wake up at stupid o'clock in the morning and be all drowsy and drained for the rest of the day. Quite productive really. Was supposed to go Liz's place on monday to celebrate her mom's birthday and all, but my mom was being, well, my mom, so Happy Birthday Liz's mom. Happy birthday also to Weng, Mosin, Asher and Derek. Why're so many people born round this time? Me and Amiel have the best convos on msn. AMIEL; says: www.dunbullshit_youshitbag.com ao says: www.dunbeshityoumegashitbag.com ao says: www.hahaha.com AMIEL; says: www.wtf.com ao says: www.what.com AMIEL; says: www.er.com ao says: www.grey'sanatomy.com AMIEL; says: www.musclemanxxx.com ao says: www.menmadeforamiel.com AMIEL; says: www.fatshitandrew_butthole.com ao says: www.amiel'sfatterthanfat.com AMIEL; says: www.then_whatisandrew's_butthole.com ao says: www.itssmallerthanyours.com ao says: www.yobuttsobigyoucanlandaplaneonit.com AMIEL; says: www.notfuckingfunnyatall.com ao says: www.noshit.com ao says: www.weneedtogetalife.com AMIEL; says: www.weshouldstopthis.comthing.com ao says: www.whythisisfun.com ao says: www.itmakesuslooklikeidiots.com AMIEL; says: www.why?.com ao says: www.idunno,cositscool.com AMIEL; says: www.youshuouldpostthisonyourblog.com ao says: www.iknow.com AMIEL; says: www.HAHA.com AMIEL; says: www.smex.com And we kept on talking in website format for ages. pfft. On the topic of interesting conversations with dearly important people in my life, Igs comes up to me the other day asking me this. Igs: Hey do you know this song called world you? Me: What?! Igs: World you world you. I think its by Steve Brown. Me: Steve brown?! Ive never heard of that guy, where do you find all this music from Igs. Igs: No no its a very popular song, David archuletta did it in the finals of american idol. It then struck me so fast and hard that the information he had given me about the song was so completely off and so wrong it was like seeing a vegetarian in a steak eating contest. Me: Wait, waaiiit, are you talking about with you?? By Chris brown? Igs: OH YEA with you thats the name of the song. yea by chris brown. Me: Steve brown?!?! Dude, how does chris brown become steve brown?! And how does with you become world you?! Igs: I forgot his first name. Me: So you substituted it with your most intelligent guess? "Chris" does not sound like "Steve" Igs. HAHAHA. These kind of questions will only come from Igs, no other decent human being would honestly risk his image of intelligence for an honest question. Heroes season 3 comes out next week and the O's are now 34 days away. I think. 34 or 33? Im not sure anymore. pfft. Well done Andrew. Amaths is my bitch. My biyatch. Motivational statement. I need it. I'll seeyuh when i seeyuh. "Its coming out Dr Bailey, i see its head! I see its head! Gosh its got a lot of hair for a baby" "George, you're looking at my Va jay jay." ao Sunday, September 14, 2008, 10:03 PM King of this pity party with my jewel-encrusted crown Grace: hahaha i hate you too :) Yes its a hate post! Mm s'alright i think everyone's seen the last of that idiot, hopefully he's gone. Munky: Yes! As she does everyday! sigh. We need to sit down with her and talk her through her life telling her her arms are not fat. :p Yea we were all super duhh haha. Amiel: YOU! How's the op! Nooo you're a half blind man. :) Audre: haha tell me bout it. Ah well, thanks anyway :D Hopefully that person's seeked help with a better hospital and is well on the road to recovery. ZT: hahaha tall dark and handsome my ass zee. And you spelt anonymous correctly! wow. DUCKIE: HAHA hello you! Aww she does? mm so you have a cat but kinda didnt have a cat? hahaha. Im confuzzled. Ra-El: haha no man, you're not doing it right! Exactly! And it says for children 4+. pfft. Kat: HAHAHA thanks :) Someone's special day is tomorrow hmm. Liz: haha yes you'll meet my gay best friend someday. Promise. :) Gerald: HAHA yea tell me bout it :p Sean: Thanks bro. You didnt do so badly! Honestly. :) I swear the world has gone completely mental. Is there a global PMS thing going on that i need to know about? pfft. I shan't expound further cos i think ive raved enough about my mother, so we'll just leave it at that and move on. When the world throws shit at you, you take the shit and put it in a bag to throw it back later on. I'll keep things short today, but before i forget. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAT!!! Hope you have a wonderful Supercalifragilisticexpialidociously awesome 17th birthday! Here's a song that im about to write for you. This song's totally random but its coming from my brain, ive been doing math all day so forgive me if its drained, You're turning 17, though those years are not alot, every year before one more candle you have shot, You prolly ate at a yummy restaurant with really scrumptious food, thats making me jealous cos im kind of in a hungry mood, this song's not making sense now, but think hard and it might, all this wonderful effort that's taking me 2 minutes to write, I hope you got plenty of presents and everything you wanted, every little thing you wished for, longed for and demanded, i dont think i forgot anything to say, so i'll end this with a happy birthay and have a nice day! There, sorry if that was dumb. Im on the phone with liz teaching her physics (shes hopeless) so i'd best save her while i can. I'll be seeing you. ao Friday, September 12, 2008, 11:59 PM You know im such a fool for you Spare aside the following for me to get this off my mind cos its really bugging the jacknuts out of me. Mom. Your world is different from mine, you come from a world where work and studying is the key essentials to life, where everything is organized and one thing out of places spells hell for you, a world where things are planned and approved long before they take place, a world where perfection is key to survival, a world of paranoia and suspicion where only you are right and everyone else is wrong. Thats not the world i live in, Mom. I live in a world of freedom, beauty, truth and love, i live in a world where people have their say in everything, a world where people have their rights, where authority is replaced with fairness and understanding, not some unreasonable unexplainable bind of "law" where there is no explanation given for why or what makes the law so. You call freedom the gift to ask permission, i say thats bullocks. Whats the point in giving a bird wings if you're only going to cage it up? You call that freedom? Your obsession with everything around you gets the better of you, you think everyone's planning to go against you, you think the world is filled with conspiracies from observing something completely unrelated to that matter. Your Assumptions make no sense to me. Your assumptions of conspiracies will drive you crazy, probably already has. Grow up and stop thinking this world is evil and bad, i see no point in your disapproval of me staying over, i'd be able to get more work done at her place than at home, the only explanation i can gather is that you just don't like her. I trust her more than i'd ever trust you. You cant even trust that i'd do nothing to bash her modesty? You tell me you cant trust me, but you'll never learn to trust me if you dont start trusting me. And you'll never see my logic unless you listen. So do me a favour mom and grow up, grow up and get out of that world you're living in. This world's not cut out to be what its supposed to so just accept things as they come, im no longer a kid, i havent been so for a long time, i trust my own judgment of my decisions more than yours. And stop being childish, taking things to the extreme and throwing a hissy fit isn't going to help anything. You think the best way to study is to be isolated with no distractions, but thats YOU mom, im not you. You dont know 2 shits about me so stop pretending and assuming that you know whats best for me when you dont know me at all. I am who i am, i think therefore i am, there is no limit to the possibilities of what i can become. If you truly want the best for me, you'd just leave me alone and never speak of me again. I'd be happier that way, believe me. Your words fall like endless rain onto a papercup, and nothing you say is going to change my world, so get the hell out of my life. pfft. Now thats done. Didn't go to school today cos i felt like staying home to study. And i did. Liz asked me to go over so i cabbed to her place soon after 4, WY, Anna and another Liz was also there. Studied for a bit before breaking into a game of charades. I swear it was the best game of charades ever. This is an excerpt from our game. (Anna's supposed to make us guess Anderson Ice Cream) Anna flails about wildly trying to make us guess it. WY: Ice cream? Me: Ice man? Half cream? I scream for ice cream? scream? Cream? WY: Doy? Duh? Dah? Me: Der? Sun? Der sun? Der sun ice cream? Der cream? Sun cream? Nivea? WY: Man? Me: man cream? Der man cream? As you can see, we're brilliant at that game. We finally managed to get the word "Anderson Ice cream" out soon enough. Studied abit more then WY and the other Liz left. Played the piano and sang for abit then studied after that while dinner arrived courtesy of her mom. Dinner makes me happy, you know that. Plus, it was a good dinner. Liz refused to eat and threw fits at how she declared incessantly to everyone that she has stopped eating dinner. She of course, still, ate. Headed off for tampanies mall after dinner to get a birthday present for her mom which included a new pair of charles and keith and an iphone. I swear her parents rock. Why cant i have parents like that? So care free and happy with a tensionless environment. Almost like hippies but without the drugs. But i shan't start on my parents cos i'd just end up stabbing someone. When im legal, im packing my bags, taking my busted ol guitar and leaving for a better place. Anywhere but my home. sigh. Bought herself a pair of shoes and a belt too while her dad qued for an iphone. She asked me to stay over and i really wanted to, but my mom was being the usual weird person she is and throwing childish accusations of me being a machiavellianist who had planned on staying over at her place right from the get go and was just trying to catch her at a weak point to make my demands met. Tsk. Annoying nonsense. Her Dad dropped us back at her place, played guitar hero for abit before deciding to go home instead of staying over cos my mom was crossing into bouts of insanity, her mom fetched me home and Liz tagged along though she was dead tired. Honestly though, i see no point in why its so wrong for me to stay over, ive done it the past couple of times and she agreed then with quite abit of negotiation, but ive proved to her that i actually do study when i stay over. Sigh. Pictures, stand back. your arms are not fat, Liz. I swear. I dont know why theyre all so shaky. My camera's sposed to have anti shake. tsk. Ive got some serious catching up on sleep to do. 36 days down to the O's. Fantastic. I'll seeyuh when i seeyuh. ao [EDIT] She did it to me on her blog so im doing this for her. :D Dear Grace Ignacia See, I don't really know how to tell you this, but our affair is over. I think I realized it when i changed my underwear in your car and I saw you sit on my illegitimate child in Ghana. I'm sure you're frostbitten enough to understand how awful you are. I'm returning the couch cushions to you, but I'll keep your photo with the moustache drawn on it as a memory. You should also know that I hate your cooking and the apartment building is on fire. With tears of sadness Andrew Mark Ong Dear (_friend_), I don't really know how to tell you this, but (_1_). I think I realized it (_2_), (_3_) and I saw you (_4_) (_5_). I'm sure you're (_6_) enough to understand (_7_). I'm returning (_8_) to you, but I'll keep (_9_) as a memory. You should also know that I (_10_) and (_11_). (_12_) 1. What's the colour of your shirt? Blue - Our romance is over Red - Our affair is over White – I’m joining the Convent Black - I dislike your eyelashes Green - Our socks don't match Grey - You're a pervert Yellow - I'm selling myself for candy Pink - Your nostrils are insulting Brown - The mafia wants you No shirt - You're mean Other - I'm in love with your cat 2. Which is your birth month? January - That night you picked your nose February - Last year when you peed your pants March - When your dwarf bit me April - When I tripped on peanut butter May - When I threw up in your sock drawer June - When you put cuffs on me July – When you smacked my ass August - When I saw the purple monkey September - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub October - When I quoted Forest Gump November - When your dog humped my leg December - When I finally changed my underwear 3. Which food do you prefer? Tacos - In your apartment Lasagna- In your car Pasta - Outside of your office Hamburgers - Under the bus Salad – As you were eating Kraft Dinner Chicken - In your closet Kebab - With Jean Chrétien Fish - In a clown suit Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert Pizza - At the mental hospital Hot dog - Under a street light Annat- With George Bush and Stephen Harper 4. What's the coluor of your socks? Yellow - Hit on Red - Insult Black - Ignore Blue - Knock out Purple - Pour syrup on White - Carve your initials into Grey - Pull the clothes off Brown - Put whipped cream on Orange - Castrate Pink - Pull the pants off of Barefoot - Sit on Other - Drive over 5. What's the colour of your underwear? Black - My boyfriend White - My father Grey – The Catholic Priest Brown – Your ‘My Little Pony’ collection Purple - My corned beef hash Red – My knee caps Blue - My salt-beef bucket Yellow - My illegitimate child in Ghana Orange - My Blink 182 cd Pink – The Montreal Canadian’s goalie None – My prized statue of Michael Jackson in the nude Other - The elephant in the corner 6. What do you prefer to watch on TV? Scrubs; Man O.C.; Emotional One Tree Hill; Open Heroes; Frostbitten Lost; High House; Sly Simpsons; Cowardly The news; Scarred Idol; Masochistic Family Guy; Senile Top Model; Middle-class Annat; Ashamed 7. Your mood right now? Happy - How awful you are Sad - How boring you are Bored - That Santa doesn't exist Angry - That your smell makes me vomit Depressed – That we’re related Excited - That I may pee my pants Nervous - The middle-east is planning their revenge on you Worried - That your Ford sucks Apathetic - That you need a sex-change Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your earlobes Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men Silly - That there is no solution to you being a dumbkid Other - That your driving sucks 8. What's the colour of your walls in your bedroom? White - Your toe ring Yellow - Your love letters to me Red - Your Elton John poster Black - Your pet rock Blue - The couch cushions Green - The pictures from Vegas Orange - Your false teeth Brown - Your nose hair clippers Grey - Our matching snoopy underwear Purple - Your old New Kids on the Block blanket Pink - The cut toenails Other - Your car 9. The first letter of your first name? A/B - Your photo with the moustache drawn on it C/D - The oil tank from your car E/F - Your neighbour’s dog G/H - My virginity I/J - The results of that blood-sample K/L - Your left ear M/N - Your suicide note O/P - My common sense Q/R - Your mom S/T - Your collection of butterflies U/V - Your criminal record W/X – Your glass eye Y/Z - Your credit cards 10. The last letter in your last name? A/B - Told my psychiatrist about the bruises C/D - Never will forget that night E/F - Always wanted to break your legs G/H – Hate your cooking I/J – Mocked you behind your back constantly K/L - Will tell the authorities that you did not steal that whale in the back yard M/N - Told in my confession today about the moose poaching O/P - Was interviewed about the car you stole Q/R - Always will remember the pep talks S/T - Get sick when I think of your feet U/V - Will try to forget that you broke my heart W/X - Haven’t showered in a month Y/Z – Am better off without you 11. What do you prefer to drink? Water- Our friendship is ruined Beer – you should stop picking your nose Soft drink – I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon Soda – I will haunt you when I’m incarnated as an Eskimo Milk - The apartment building is on fire Wine – Thanks for the Cocaine Cider – I have a passionate interest for mice Juice – You ruined my attempts at another world war Mineral water – You should get that embarrassing rash checked Hot chocolate – Your Cucumber-fetishism is weird Whiskey - I love Oprah Winfrey Liquor - I chew on your earlobes while you sleep Other – I'm scratching my ass as you read this 12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation? Thailand – Warm tingly sensations Australia - Best of luck on the sex-change England - Good luck in jail Spain - Go drown yourself China – You make me sick Germany – Please don’t hurt me Japan - Go milk a cow Greece - Your everlasting enemy USA - Greetings to your frog Leonard Egypt – Kiss my butt France – With tears of sadness [END OF EDIT] Thursday, September 11, 2008, 9:00 PM If you could return, don't let it burn Today's quite a sad day for a birthday dont you think? I mean, considering what happened in New york a couple years back, to celebrate someone's life on this day seems ironic and must feel awkward for those who do. Nonetheless, happy 16th to Ernest and Duncan. Whoopee. So, all my results are in now, im not exactly happy with them, but im not disappointed either, ive improved a heck load from last time, one step at a time i guess. I'm stealing this from Kat's blog cos it looks hella fun. Instructions 1. Open iTunes. 2. View your "Party Shuffle" playlist. 3. Click "Refresh". 4. Use each song title to fill in your answers in order. 5. Comment on each answer. 1. How are you feeling today? Radiohead - creep (Comment: Sort of, i think.) 2. What kind of person are you? Elton John - Your song (Comment: My gift is my song,and this one's for you. Spot on.) 3. How crazy are you? Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody (Comment: Freddie Mercury crazy. Whoopee.) 4. How does the world see you? Frank Sinatra - It had to be you (Comment: Aww. Thanks.) 5. How do your friends see you? John Legend - P.D.A. - We just don't care (Comment: Yea we dont.) 6. What's the best thing about you? Kimya Dawson - So nice so smart (Comment: HAHA this is oddly accurate :p) 7. What's some good advice for you? Queen latifa- Come so far (got so far to go) (Comment: Hell yea.) 8. What's the story of your life so far? Jon McLaughlin - For you from me (Comment: hmm.) 9. Will you get far in life? Nirvana - Come as you are (Comment: I'll get far if i go as i am?) 10. Will you have a happy life? Jason Mraz - Only Human (Comment: -) 11. How can you make yourself happy? Jack and Rai - Contemplate (Comment: Contemplate. Thank you.) 12. What's your biggest wish? All time low - Remembering Sunday (Comment: Ive never forgotten Sunday thank you very much.) 13. What is/was high school like? Jason Mraz - A beautiful Mess (Comment: Thats, not too bad, right?) 14. Do people secretly lust after you? Coldplay - Yes (Comment: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA) 15. What type of guys/girls do you like? Jimmy Eat world - Hear you me (Comment: As long as the girl hasnt been a guy before.) 16. How's your love life going? Aerosmith - Pink (Comment: Pink. pfft.) 17. How's your sex life going? Paramore- crushcrushcrush (Comment: I promise you, there is no crushing,) 18. Would you make a good catch? The Pogues - Love you till the end (Comment: Is that a yes then?) 19. What's the love of your life doing at this very moment? Switchfoot- you (Comment: Studying, knowing her.) 20. When will you get married? Secondhand Serenade - Broken (Comment: That cant be good.) 21. Will you ever have children? Jimmy Hendrix - Fire (Comment: -) 22. What's in store for tomorrow? Jamie Cullum - Lover, you should have come over (Comment:-) 23. What's in store for next weekend? Rooster - Deep and meaningless (Comment: tsk, thanks.) 24. What's your signature dance song? Michael Jackson - Billie Jean (Comment: oh spot on. Whenever this song comes on, you'll never find me not dancing to it.) 25. What's your current theme song? Kiss - i was made for loving you. (Comment: Really?) 26. What does everyone else think your current theme song is? The Fray - Vienna (Comment: -) 27. What's your best friend's theme song? Queen - a kind of magic (Comment: -) 28. What song describes your parents? Jon McLaughlin- Love (Comment: well, thats good.) 29. What song describes your grandparents? Led Zepplin - Rock and roll (Comment: Rockstar grandparents? I doubt so.) 30. Where will you be a year from now? Flogging Molly - If i ever leave this world alive (Comment: That cant be good.) 31. How will you die? Dashboard Confessional - Stolen (Comment: Oh no.) 32. What will happen after you die? Coldplay - Cemetries of London (Comment: Creepy.) 33. How will you be remembered? Sam Cooke - When a man loves a woman (Comment: wpw, really?) 34. Why is life full of so much pain? Drake Bell - somehow (Comment: -) 35. What is happiness? Aerosmith- i dont wanna miss a thing (Comment: Life, love, and everything in between.) 36. Are you loved? Rufus Wainwright - Hallelujiah (Comment: is that a yes?) 37. Is everything really going to be alright in the end? The Beatles - Hey Jude (Comment: Take a sad song and make it better :D) 38. What's the meaning of life? Coldplay - Viva La Vida (Comment:-) Ok there. I was bored. But now, there's a huge stack of practice papers staring at me ensuring my entertainment for the rest of the night. Tsk. 37 more days to the O's. After that, im burning the books. I'll be seeing you. ao Tuesday, September 9, 2008, 6:40 PM Giving me reasons Alright so its been a crazy couple of days, so much work, results and all, i did significantly better than last time. L1r5 dropped by more than 10 so im quite satisfied with that, but its still not enough to get me where i'm going, nothing but hard work, tears and headaches from here i guess. Peter Tan has introduced a new system in the school, instead of our usual cool homeroom systems where we walk around the school to get to classes, its now the classroom systems where we just sit in class and wait for teachers to come in to teach us instead. Something i personally think is ridiculous, i mean, sure it means less walking and less climbing of stairs and coming from an overly fat person like me you'd think i'd find it terrific that we're going to be sitting in class all day. But that means lesser opportunities to loose weight, aside from the torturous TAF club instilled by the school, the stairs were the next bad thing to make us move about. Im telling you the obesity rate for the school's gonna go up, well, its not like thats the only bad thing Peter's brought around to the school. First it was the stricter hair rules, then the acs socks, then the ghastly designed acs jackets, now he's making us lazy slobs. pfft. Way to go peter tan, well done. Headed to Serene after school yesterday with Zt, glascow, fried, gary, sam chew and eugene, saw some unexpected people, played around with the kids chair lift machines meant for children below 10, and cabbed home with zt and sam after that. I would've sat on it and taken a picture, but only half of my butt could fit on the chair and i would rather not have risked the safety of my arse. Studied for the rest of the night. Today, i found out, i passed chinese I shit you not. Even though it was a weak as hell pass, a pass it is nonetheless. Serene today again after school with the same bunch of people, i was supposed to go gyming with cumara but that biyatch was busy cos some guy broke his leg, or something like that, so im going to the gym tomorrow instead. Yes, im going to the gym. Tsk. See Liz? Im putting in effort. The other day, vader shows me something he saw at seven eleven. A perfectly harmless kids toy of dinosaurs where the child has to paint the dinosaurs. It looks totally harmless doesnt it? Well, look closely at the 2 happy dinosaurs in the middle. Those 2 don't look like theyre in search of any prey whatsoever. But i'd take a safe bet in saying that they're pretty happy dinosaurs. Its a wonder why they became extinct, what with all that urgent desire to continue on their species. pfft. Grace and i have the most interesting conversations, i'd post them up but i just can't remember where i put them. I have a very wonderful date with an amath paper, i'd best be getting on with it. I'll seeyuh when i seeyuh. ao Sunday, September 7, 2008, 6:20 PM Tsk Shafi: haha maybe i did and maybe i didn't. hmm. Grace: Thanks! Yea some people just got dropped on their heads when they were kids and only have the side effects of that blunder showing up now. sigh. Jiyin: hahaha jiyude! :D Liz: hehe you should go see a doctor, i think you may have a serious case of throat cancer. Ok like, those are all the tags i can remember. If you haven't noticed, a whole bunch of recent tags were accidentally deleted cos our good friend mr dickweed spammed a good couple hundred tags, i used a mass delete but cbox was being a bitch and so deleted the recent tags as well. You know my luck with technology. Im not really in the mood to post cos im really ticked off with the nameless dickweed. So, to the anon: What more do you want from me? I cant really understand whats going on in your mind, what are you bored? Am i that important in your life that you dedicate every day to spamming my blog? Do you have nothing better to do then to behave like a fuck nut? You call me a coward for deleting your tags, but open your dipshit eyes here, im not the one hiding behind an anonymous and spamming someone's blog. A coward is someone who hides himself and does weird things. Im not hiding anything from anyone, Im Andrew and im fat. What more could you want to know from me? Youre using insults like a gay fucking bastard but dude do you even know what those mean? Go look up a fucking dictionary and increase your IQ to at least 4 before trying to insult me alright? It'll make you look less stupid. I know what i'm saying, i take my stance that your thick head holds probably nothing more than pure air and bone and those 3 measly brain cells. Whatever your diagnosis is, please, just leave me in peace, i dont need shits like you to waste my effort on. Thanks again. ao Friday, September 5, 2008, 4:55 PM Drifting through my open mind And so the one week flies by like its nobody's business, i can't say i had a holiday cos i didn't, it was just, a one week of forced mercy on us kids. No such thing as a holiday now. On the phone with Liz last night and she told me to go over to study and stayover but since ive been doing that the past 3 times, i demanded she come to my place instead. Came over around 10 and we studied. We really did. Aside from the occasional musical breaks in between the stress. Helped her with physics cos she has a physics IQ of a teaspoon. She didn't even step into my room before she told me my room was freezing and that she demanded a warmer place, i swear that woman has cold blood. So instead, i lent her a sweater. But, it wasn't enough. So i she piled on 2 more of my other sweaters and my entire blanket. Still, she was freezing. I had to keep turning the air con on and off cos of her complaints. tsk. Even lent her 2 of my snow caps and 2 ice gloves of which i wore during winter time in America, where there's snow. But eventually managed to get some work done amidst all the lizness. We were both dying of hunger by a half to midnight (im always dying of hunger though) so we wanted to get some food, but realised that the 7/11 below my house only opens from 7 to 11. Tsk. So i cooked up a pot of new england clam chowder with toast. But Liz was feeling exceptionally hungry last night so we decided to have a bowl of soggy cornflakes too. Yes we're pigs, sue us. Went back to studying for awhile with her incessant cold complaints. Around 1, she decided to take a nap but promised me to wake up in 15 minutes. She only woke up an hour later cos i blew my nose. I wrote a song while she was sleeping so my time was not wasted. She got up for 3 minutes then went back to sleep while i tried to sleep on my table, but she told me there was space on my bed. Pfft. Half my body was off the bed while she took up the rest of the bed. Thank you Liz. A good half hour was spent trying to keep my body from tipping off the edge of my bed and crashing onto my guitar when the beast finally awoke. Naturally, my bed balancing act only got my mind even more awake so we decided to get up to go study for a bit more outside (cos my room was too cold pfft). Talked, sang, bitched around and eventually went back into my room to watch little britain around 5. Watched for about a half hour before finally hitting the sack. I swear, she takes up a hell load of space on the bed kicking around leaving a poor shlub like me a tiny corner of the bed which i again had to put into action my balancing plan. So as you can see, i didn't get much sleep while miss cold blood slept like a log and wouldnt budge. Got up at 9 this morning for breakfast, i made her my famously delicious omelet which ive been making using a secret recipe and technique for years. She gave good reviews so im happy. Then we ordered Macs. Couldn't help it. We were hungry. Played the piano while waiting for macs to arrive, tried to teach her unfaithful on the piano, and she's a really great student who learns really quickly and remembers everything. pfft. I tried my best to teach. But it was like teaching my cat to build a computer. pfft. Nah she's just a different kind of learner, she learns best by following the books, do reh mi and other crapota, so thats totally not what i'm used to. Macs arrived finally and watched the remaining episodes of my little britain dvd, hilarious stuff. Studied for abit more before heading down to wait for her dad to pick her up. She wanted to go to the 7/11 for abit to buy condoms for her friend's birthday and i swear, it was the most terrifying moment in my sad life. The moment she and i were browsing through the condoms, somehow, the senior citizens group at my estate decided to pop in for a little shop, all of whom i know very well, they brought their grandchildren in with them as they scaled the shop. Naturally i ran for it. I came back when i thought the coast was clear and joined Liz in the que who had so conveniently stocked up on 2 boxes of condoms and took the 6 dollars and 18 cents i had in my wallet to contribute to the pay. I told her to get the pleasuremax condom (Jiyin, its just like the one you showed me the other day :p ) cos apparently it was good. Don't ask how i know. pfft. Just when i thought all was clear and was in the que with Liz, my old friend Chris pops into the shop and sees me and her with boxes of condoms in her hands, he gave me a quizzical look and all i could do was pretend to be as innocent as a priest in shaking my head saying the condoms were for her friend. Tsk, im sure he believed me. sigh. Her dad pick her up and i went back. Pictures, so stand back. My sweater is a dress. She's studying, can you see her focus? Such focus. Hungry Lizzy. Its in the shape of a heart really. My cat was all like, whats wrong with you people. Somebody's hungry. Measuring the size of her brian. She ate it. Yellow marshmellow rama banana My fedora on her head pfft. Dont mind my hair. I just woke up. my incredible omelet Ive gotta head out now to meet the drama company for a movie. I'll be seeing you. ao		the machiavellian ist Vanity isn't a sin, a little narcissm wouldn't hurt. The World would be a much lesser place without corndogs and pizzas. Facebook Andrew. Music. Food. People. 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