Wednesday, July 29, 2009

ARGRGHARGHRGARGHGH!!!! *%$#@@$^(^%$!

Hello guys, as you can tell. I am pissed. YES YES. AREN'T I EVERY BLOG POST?
Before i start i just wanna say I'm much much better! And from THAT you can tell, I WAS SICK! YEAH! :D haha and my happy story ended just about 20 minutes ago.

OKAY DON'T YOU JUST HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE ACCUSE YOU OF SOMETING YOU DID NOT, I REPEAT DID NOT DO!
OF COURSE YOU DO. ESPECIALLY WHEN THAT PERSON THEN TELLS YOU TO SHUT UP AND THEN HITS YOU THEN TELLS YOU TO SHUT UP AGAIN! OKAY YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENED? HERES WHAT HAPPENED.

Okay, i was enjoying my NON-SICK night happily when SUDDENLY a non-sick night ruiner CAME INTO THE ROOM. And yes, it is my sister. :)

SISTER: "OI YOU GOT TAKE MY GREEN PAPER ANOT?"
ME: "No? Why would i? I don't even need it."
SISTER: "WHAT THE HELL. SURATMI (my maid) SAID YOU TOOK IT!"
ME: "Why would i even bloody take it?!?!?"
SISTER: "I DUNNO, YOU BETTER FIND IT BY TONIGHT?"
ME: "Huh? what the hell, NO?"
SISTER: "I WASN'T TALKING TO YOU!!" (clearly she sounds stupid cause she said YOU.)
ME: "okay. :D"
SISTER *walks around and finds it in some box SHE CLAIMS is mine*
SISTER: "I FOUND IT IN YOUR BLOODY BOX, LIKE YOU NEVER TAKE LIKE THAT."
ME: "OKAY GOOD FOR YOU? I DIDN'T EVEN USE IT!"
SISTER: "YOU DID LA!"
ME: "no?"
SISTER: "SHUT UP." *then carries on and HITS me*
ME: "What the hell?"
SISTER: "SHUT UP."

OKAY, DOESN'T THAT BLOODY SUCK? I MEAN WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT HER GOD-DAMN GREEN PAPER?!?! I MEAN IT'S NOT LIKE I'LL NEED IT TO LIKE BLOW MY NOSE OR SOMETHING RIGHT??
That asshole accusser-err-errr!! ARGGH SO PISSED.
Then like i told my mom, then then she went into the room and was like "why'cha hit your sister?!"
Then she DIDN'T REPLY HER and my mom just went like TSK and WALKED OFF.
THANKS ALOT MOM, THAT HELPED ALOT.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Whats that coming over the hill?

Hey guys, so as you guys know (if you know me well) that i sleep kinda really late. YEAH, i do. So some of you may ask "What do you do staying up all night?"
WELL, i look at famous dudes tweets/listen to music/talk to other "Edward Cullen"s/and well do whatever else i feel like.
BUT MY PERSONAL FAVOURITE is blog hopping!! Cause you know lots of ah lians have blogs and you can kinda tell a typical ah lian's blog. It'll have thier pictures at the top and their captions on their blogs would be something like...... "BABY I LOVE YOU, DON'T LET'S' ME GO"
hohoho. Yes, and what do i do there? Well, i read their blog posts and make fun of their english and how ugly they are. I mean i know i'm not all that pretty. But AT LEAST i know that i'm not and i don't go around CAM-WHORING every second of every single day. :)
And i don't get their stupid URLs! It's like like like....... (okay i'll just think onf one from the top of my head)
"u-nlovedtears" AHAHAH I DON'T KNOW. Somethin' like that, something that sounds stupid lian-ish and that totally doesn't make sense. So yes, i enjoy reading lame people's blogs.
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I DON'T GET? When they're ah lians then they go around blogging.


"YOU KNOW WHAT? I SAW AHLIAN TODAY SIAZXCXCZ, (something in chinese) SHE SI BEI CB LA. SHE GO WATER ON MY LEG IN THE TOILET LEH. KAYZXCXCZXZ, I SHALL GO SPAMZXZXC HER BLOG WORHZXCXZCZ!!"

EW. THAT IS PURE GROSSNESS, ALL IN ONE BLOG.
Oh and tell me if you have nice little lian blogs. I MIGHT JUST FEATURE IT FOR ALL YOUE BENGS TO SEE! : D

I AM OBVIOUSLY PISSED OFF.

TO PEOPLE WHO LIVE WITH ME.

FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU.

YOU FUCKING PISS ME OFF EVERYDAY.
AND I AM BLOODY PISSED.

FUCK YOU FUCK YOU BITCH!!!!

1. MY MAID BLOODY PISSED ME OFF! SHE LOST MY CAPO AND SHE REFUSES TO FIND IT FOR ME, AND SHE STILL ASKED ME WHAT MY PROBLEM WAS. MY PROBLEM, YOU FUCKTARD IS YOU.

2. MY DAD IS LIKE CRAZY, I HAD TO GIVE UP MY LUNCH JUST FUCKING CAUSE HE FORGOT TO BUY FOOD FOR MY MAID (THAT SHE DOESN'T BLOODY DESERVE). AND I HAD TO GIVE HER MY FUCKING LUNCH.

3. MY SISTER, OH MY FUCKING GOD! WHAT THE HELL! YOU'RE BLOODY SICK THEN YOU COUGH RIGHT INFRONT OF ME AND DIDN'T CLOSE YOUR MOUTH, AND MY THROAT HURTS NOW. FUCK. AND THEN YOU DECIDE TO EAT IN FRONT OF ME AND COUGH COUGH COUGH. FUCK! DUDE, YOU'RE FUCKING SICK! THEN I WAS LIKE MOVE LA, I DON'T WANNA GET SICK AND YOU FUCKING REFUSE TO MOVE?!??! FUCKKK. AND WHEN MY MAID DECIDED TO HELP ME FIND MY CAPO YOU SAY "DON'T HELP HER FIND LA"
FUCK YOU.

4. MY MOM. JUST BECAUSE SHES SICK YOU FUCKING DECIDE TO FUCKING SIDE HER.


P.S.// I'm gonna listen to Lily Allen now. Peace a leg, broha.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

The sugar is black.

To get you outta my head, I overdosed on sugar.
I got hyper for awhile and i felt like i needed to eat another chocolater bar.
But i guess i didn't....
Slowly the sugar inside me burnt and decomposed,
and all that was left was the black sticky stuff inside me.
In my lungs and in my heart.
The sugar that numbed now hurt,
and guess what?
It's all because of you.
Oh great, now i can totally feel the black stuff
sticking to my heart, thanks a lot, dick.
The black sticky stuff soon eats me up,
and all thats left of me is my heart.
And it's fucking black and it looks disgusting.
Thanks, dick.
You made me gain like 600 pounds from the dumbass sugar,
and you know what? I still love you.
PRAISE THE LORD,
(I should've eaten the chocolate bar.)
AMEN.
P.S.// The post is written for someone. :) Someone nice.
P.P.S.// I was the one who Overdosed on the sugar and gained all the weight but it's still FOR HER.
P.P.P.S.// I'd draw a dick on your cast if i had the chance to sign it. : P

Friday, July 10, 2009

Accents.

Hey guys, so today i had this stupid book report and we had to like read our reflections and like summary and an exract from the book and i noticed like a lot of people in my class purposely change their accent in front of people. Which is stupid.
Okay, i'd understand if you were like around people with like strong accents but like you're in front of bloody chinese people who have the same accent as you C'MON DUDE!
Like you speak singlish in front of me then when you go up for the reading thing you suddenly become what, BRIT?? Like it's not even american, IT'S BRITISH. WTF!!
But then i had a thought, if Brits still controlled Singapore and stuff like we'd all be white and we'd have british accents. Which would be weird but still! We wouldn't be speaking singlish.
And seriously, i don't even know what la, leh, lor. Stands for! Like who the hell created those words?!?! Like i only know you use la, when you really want something or like when you're critisizing someone then like leh is like when you use really then you go really leh. And lorh, is like when you really can't be bothered then you tell the person, you go do lor. But what are the actual meanings of those stupid ass no meaning words?
I don't know either. :D
So i googled them and here's what they actually mean.
Leh: Was the capital of the Himalayan kingdom of Ladakh. (WHADDA FUCK?)
La: A state in New York (L.A.)
Lor: Wiki said it can be reffered to as Lady Of Rage. (WHAT?!?!)

So here are some sentences.
I don't feel so well leh. REALLY MEANS.... I don't feel so well, the capital of the Himalayan kingdom of Ladakh.
Don't like that la. REALLY MEANS.... Don't like that, a state in New York.
You go do lor. REALLY MEANS.... You go do Lady Of Rage.
IT SOUND TOTALLY WRONG MAN.
YOU'RE ACTUALLY SAYING YOU WANNA DO SOME RANDOM CHICK CALLED RAGE?!?!
If you're thinkin' heh heh heh. Get the hell outta my blog because i don't want a sick bastard reading my blog.

DAAAYYMM, HA, TAKE THAT ENGLISH TEACHER!
(I said that cause she said damn was a bad word and that it is actually a vulgar word. NOT.
damyymm! HA GET PISSED I SAID A VULGARITY.
FUCK.)

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Slow cab drivers piss me off.

Hello guys, so today i woke up kinda late so i left my house at like 6.30am. So walking to my school would just take me too long and cause i didn't feel like walking, i decided to take a cab! :D
Then at 6.35am I was SO lucky! I got a cab and you know what? The cab wasn't driven by a dude cab man, HELL NO! IT WAS A OLD HAIRLESS WOMAN!
I get into the cab and here's the conversation.
Me : "Hey, to CHIJ Toa Payoh, lor. 1 please."
Woman : "Where is that?"
Me : "UH, TOA PAYOH?"
Woman : "Lor. what?"
Me : "UH, LOR. 1???"
Woman : "Oohh, okay."

WTF MAN!!! I just told you the freakin' address!!!!!! WHADDA FUCK! And she drove SUPER SLOWLY.
I swear, She NEVER EVER went past like 40 km/h, WHICH IS BLOODY SLOW. Even when like no fucking cars were blocking her, she just drove SUPER SLOWLY. And she MIGHT have drove even slower than before.
DUDE, I KNOW YOU'RE OLD, DRIVE FASTER.
Like FUCK, even when she was bloody U-turning she still drove super slow and like she had to TURN the steering wheel so much, i bet her hands were going to fall off! FUCK SHE WAS TERRIBBLE.
And like so many bloody cars horned her and i just felt super stupid to be sitting in her cab. IT SUCKED BALLS. And whats more the song in her bloody car was like some old chinese song man! Like what the fuck! And she was trying to find an excuse so that i would have to pay more, she kept saying, wait wait i stop here, then she'll go like further and further away. WTF!

P.S.// Guitar Hero here i come! NOW. :)

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Anger.

Hey guys, if you know me really well. I do get pissed easily, but why am i pissed? And why do i tend to curse when i'm pissed? WELL, i get pissed when people do stupid things, when STRANGERS who obviously DO NOT KNOW ME, just do SHIT that pisses me off, and oh for the cursing i like it, FUCK.

So today i was in the bus with Josephine, as happy as can be and SUDDENLY a old faggoty woman decides she wants to PISS me off. Okay so i'm like standing at exit door on the bus like The second door nearer to the end? Yeah i was standing there cause i was gonna go out on the next stop, and like SHE SHOULD KNOW I'M GOING OUT, CAUSE I WAS LIKE LOOKING AND WAITING FOR THE GUY TO STOP. And since the bus totally passes by my house all the time, i told Josephine why can't the bus just stop here? AND SHE HEARD ME OKAY. Then when the bus JUST stopped and the nice (COULDN'T DRIVE) bus driver man slowly opened the door, She like used her fingers and like PUSHED my arm okay. And so i let it go, thinking that she just wanted to harass me but decided that she wouldn't BUT NOOO, I APPARENLY WAS IN THE WRONG! When i got down the bus and waited for josephine to come down, i looked at Josephine and THE FUCKTARD of a OLD HAG decides that she'd STARE at me like I tried to FUCKING KICK her OUTTA THE BUS OR SOMETHING. So she stares and AS IF it wasn't enough, she WALKS DOWN with her ugly white dress and her ugly little grandma handbag and she walks past me AND HITS MY SHOULDER WITH ALL THE FORCE HER LARD FILLED SHOULDER CAN PRODUCE. FUCK! SO what do i do? I flip her off of course behind her back, next to the bus as the nice non-cursive people stared while i flipped her off without her knowing.
It was awesome. If she weren't so old. SHE WOULD BE DEAD.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

MY first day of school sucked, how about yours?

Hello guys, so today was my first day of schoool and it was totally crap. I slept at like 2 am the previous night and my eyes refused to open in the morning and when it did. it was this big. - -
Yes, and my hair, oh god my hair was like %$!@ So yeah. I just felt crappy and there was ALOT of stuff going on in my head so i was just feeling really bummed out. So yes, it was pretty much a living hell.
My teachers, oh my god. My new english teacher is a FREAK. She has these really bad moodswings and the mood swings aren't like those where you can tell the person's getting pissed. She can be like "YAY, EVERYONE IS HERE." And then the next minute she can start becoming crazy and i can tell she's holding back her "fuck you kids". And when she was reading some text to us, she read it like if she didn't make it sound happy, that like god would kill her or something. The story wasn't even supposed to be happy and she read it like losing something/someone is a good thing. Oh holy shit, and i have to live with her till the end of school. FUCK.
And so today we had EP period, well, it's a period where we do SHIT we're not even gonna need to learn or use EVER in our lives. Here are some of the dumbfuck things they tell us to do during this period. (Only the dumb things)
We did some stupid experiment with like Some bactirium it was so stupid. Like you have to do like something for 90 minutes just so your experiment doesn't go bad or something. But we had alcohol, NO NOT THE KIND YOU DRINK, cause it was i'd say it's the best period in the whole world. And you know what even though the alcohol wasn't for drinking i said, okay it's fine just gotta put some on your hands, thats all. And you know what? THE ALCOHOL SMELLS LIKE FUCK. Like what the hell, can't they like add flowers into the thing or something?
And today seriously pissed me off, like we had to make the dumbest things ever AND IT TOOK EVERYONE 2 HOURS TO DO IT. You may be thinking it's like carving fruit or something. NOOOO. We made EARRINGS. And again, NO not like the studs NORMAL people wear. It was those kinda old ahma kinda earrings okay, WTF. Like with the pearls and EVERYTHING. And the tiny crystals that like were shit colour and everything. (yes, literally shit colour). OH MY GOD, Jill was like so quiet and like i could imagine all the anger and cuss words burning in her throat, but she obviously had to keep it in cause there were like teachers there. I swear to god, i would've kill someone. Like when the hell am i EVER going to need to know how to make GRANDMOTHER EARRINGS. IT MAKES NO BLOODY SENSE AT ALL. What the shit? And they kept telling us to make these little loop things then like turning them around to like make ANOTHER loop THEN we can like cut the bloody thing off. And i am just so pissed and upset today, oh my freaking god. I hope i don't like die in my sleep tonight. (Or should i?)

P.S.// Jill, sorry you had to listen to my shit all day, first time i didn't make you laugh in a day. Sorry, for that i'll twitter. Hahaha.

P.S.S.// I know your type, boy you're dangerous, yeah you're that guy, I'd be stupid to trust. But just one night couldn't be so wrong, you make me wanna loose control.