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Monday, September 3, 2007

:D lol

It's the September holidays.. Exams are gnnna start soon.
:D I'M LEVEL 63 on my Nightelf Hunter in WoW.
I think Grace Leong is soo hawt and cute.
Eatin Oreos and dwnloading songs.
Btw my Speakers PWN THE ASS Out of anything! :D
Subwoofers are the shit of all shit.
I h4x0rz Games..
My AmATHS STill sucks.
I got nothing better to do..
and sorry for not updating

-Ray/Dick
btw i still think of Rebecca and do talk abt her.
btw i apologise for umm all those fckign prank calls frm me freinds :D wish u all the best!

MISS YVONNE CHONG Is SOO SCARED OF ME! SHE KEEPS REFUSING TO TEACH OUR CLASS..!! HAHHAHA OWNED! PWNED. and i wont accept any other reason ur gonna give :D oh yeh i forgive u for ur past mistakes its all cool :)

This is the potential gay song. :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
wE GOT a along dick till u take that. now all i want is my dildos back. did u get tat? lemme repeat that. I want my dildos back!>.<"
This blog has officially been trashed by Dick..

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( )( ) MY COCk's almost 5 inches..:D Measured it. and i shaved.. :] *nananana* the Pong ping song..

Monday, July 16, 2007

woots.. Long time!! haha haven't updated yeh.
Well i'll guess i have to summarise everything i've been through in just one post!

Life is pretty rock at the moment. I'm at the 3rd term of school, and i still havent pulled up my socks and go look for a tuition teacher, instead i'm just lazing around at home playing computer games (World Of WarCraft). God i really i've got a computer addiction!

My dad has finnaly moved out of his old shop in Q'way 01-28 after like umm 28 over years i suppose which is a very long time.. He's shifted to another unit at the second floor 02-05, which is uber boring to be at..The Traffic Flow of customers just ain't right!.

School!!Yeah got loads to rant about!!Especially about Yvonne! Guesss what? She's not teaching our class English anymore,it's sort of a dissapointment and a relief.. The class misses her dearly and all of them are blaming me for the loss of their beloved teacher, i honestly don't give a damn about it lol! Instead i got a fresh piece of meat to fry now :D I got Olivia Oon.. :D She's English, by that i mean british of course. She's not too bad looking.. I like the way she says my name in class, she over does it by pronouncing the Dique ( too fast). But still we do get to see her for Music Lessons every Tuesday, which is tomorrow.

The Inter Class soccer competition is up and going right now.. Recruitment for the class has started and i'm the " Captain"*cough* A lousy captain. Yeah i suck at soccer big time! But sadly this year our class doesn't have the right players we used to have when we were back in sec 2 and 1.. We had those superstars " Zasli,Haikal,Yan,Tien Yue,Caleb. Lol. But at least we've got Marc,Ishpal,Hong Tai and a good keeper Andrew..(Although i hate to admit it, Andrew makes a really good keeper. We've been having regular practices lately, cos we just don't wanna lose. BADLY!! yeah we're gonna lose fer sure! But just hope it won't be a really bad lose.

Home.. My house is mess up. My mom and me have been hunting for some good cheap condos around the area, cos the owner of this shitty apartment wants us out..Yeah i've seen some good ones.. Just that my dad ain't helping out with the tight budget he's got. But i hope he makes do with whatever he can afford to spend at the moment.
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Well i've gotta go play my game now!I'll keep you guys updated though. hopefully at least once a month

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

I couldn’t give a damn whether the chicken or the egg came to existence
first.
My inquiry is along the line of colors, fruits and the meaning of life.
Surprisingly I have found an interesting liaison concatenating these three
elements.

Consider the orange fruit. The flagrant joyous delicacy that flourishes
within the trees of Florida and is encapsulated within crates on the
doorsteps of the people in america each winter. Perfectly orbed, as if it was the
emanation of a master meatball roller, the orange fruit is a gem amongst the
fallible bananas, mangos and apples of the times.

There is no question about the consummate and old reliable orange fruit. It
is round. You can count on it. Underneath the barrier of the orange fruits
contemptible peel, the corpulent segments of the bountiful globe are genial
and relishing... Hence, I perceive the orange fruit as an
excellence in its kind. In delineating this fruit I cannot help but come
across a conundrum of question to the color of the orange fruit. Seventy-two out of
Eighty people commuting the streets of Orchard Road on a given Saturday
afternoon will agree that the color of the orange fruit is, infact, the color
“orange.”

Did the color orange exist before the orange fruit came to exist? Let us
say that the color of orange existed first. Some plant germinating science
freak of 9999BC colors the Purple Fruit a shade of orange... therefore it
shall be christened “Orange Fruit.” Or on the opposition, let us say that there was
a Special Fruit. A man discovered that his neighbors face was the color of the
Special Fruit. The Special Fruit’s color was named Orange after the neighbor,

Mr. Gregory Orange. The name of the Special Fruit was gradually conceived
from the name of Mr. Gregory Orange because, hey, the fruit is orange just
like his face.

Where ever did the color and fruit cross? Was it so simple as a
misunderstanding and mocking of a certain Mr. Gregory Orange? Surely
there is a purpose for the two elements to be so intertwined in one another's
meanings. For the fruit and the color shall ever be cooperatively defined as:
A reddish-yellow color. That is all.

Classrooms become fashion shows where meaningless discussions of
music, sports and entertainment proliferate. Hallways become brutal
canvases where the self-proclaimed “incrowd” can paint a masterpiece of
cruelty and ostracization with fear of receiving the same type of contempt,
prejudice, violence, anger. One must contend with the fact that they are
fruitless, burdensome and useless in a world of beautiful, happy people.

I am merely a pawn, a stepping stone, that is used for others triump hant parades.
Sometimes we have to find out for ourselves who we are. Existing is
not enough. We must question our purpose. For it is not until then that we
know what we ought to do. Any Orange Fruit certainly has a lot of thinking
to do as to it’s own purpose, as it’s identity is stolen by a member of the
prism. As I sit and watch life through a looking glass I question: Did I
bring life or did life bring me? Which came first... Me or Life? And where ever
was the point that the two of us crossed? ... I do not recall any instances.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

haha look at the time..
super late eh? well this is how it's been so far during the holidays.. work in the day gaming at night.. Rest for a couple of hours before going back to whatever i'm supposed to be doing.
[PC SHOW]
Recently i've been to the PC show in Suntec City twice so far, once with khamin which was on the 2nd day and with my mom on the last day. Loads of cheap memory cards and computer stuff. I bought a 2.1 Speaker for my room and a Razer Mouse + ExactMat free. My dad bought a 32" LCD Tv and a Home theatre system for my mom as her birthday gift..
[Mom's Birthday]
Oh yeah talking bout my mom's birthday! It's her birthday today :P I'd like to wish her a Happy Birthday and i apologise for all the nasty things i'v done to you and all the things that i've done that has brought our family down.. Nothing will ever bring us back to our previous lifestyle but let bygones be bygones. Hopefully things MIGHT change for the better. I honestly love you and i really don't wanna see you angry with me all the time. You get angry for all the small things but it means a whole lot of a deal for u.. Happy Birthday
[Holidays]
Holidays, my dad's suppose to bring us out on a road trip to Malaysia, for the first time in my life im going somewhere either than Kuala Lumpur and Johor.. But apparently, my dad dosen't know how to drive to Malaysia and he's certainly not gonna ask anyone else to drive our car! Especially in Malaysia.. Life's a bitch eh? now we'll probably go by the stinking bus.
[Grades]
I haven't really been studying lately nor thinking bout my homework and revision.. My grades are really dissapointing for the first time in my life i haven't reached at least the top 5 in level and class.. It's realy dissapointing.. But i shouldn't be surprised cos at the rate that i'm going with my gaming addiction i'm bound to go Poly and not JC. Gotta put more effort in that.
[LOVE]
haha you know i've got something to admit.. I loved Rebecca.. kk there's a ed in there! I thought we had something special but apparently she just wanted to be friends well its okay! :D She's not the type who looks at someone's inner self but she's more focused on first impression. Seriously.. i hate it when i just don't do all those romantic stuff girls expect of you when ur crushing on them.. Well I'm starting to move on with life, she hasn't talked to me much lately and i don't think she'll want to. She's probably stopped looking at my blog so its kinda' safe i guess to say this " I REALLY LOVED YOU!"


Let's go to the park
I wanna kiss you underneath the stars
Maybe we'll go too far
We just don't care
You know I love it when you're loving me
Sometimes it's better when it's publicly
I'm not ashamed I don't care who sees
Us hugging and kissing; our love exhibition, oh.
We'll rendezvous out on the fire escape
I'd like to set off an alarm today
The love emergency, don't make me wait
Just follow I'll lead you
I urgently need you, oh.
If we keep up all this fooling around
We'll be the talk of the town
I'll show the world all my love anytime
Let's open the blinds
'Cause we really don't mind.
Oh, I don't care about propriety
Let's break the rules; ignore society
Maybe our neighbours like to spy, it's true
So what if they watch when we do what we do, oh.

Thursday, May 31, 2007

i've got sore eyes.. pass keeps coming out
my mouth is full of phlem. I've got green mucus
The pain in my head is painstaking. I scream in agony when i cough
I've got a fever with sore eyes and a sore throat..


I'm sitting here playing World OF wARcRAFT


DICK HAS OFFICIALY NO FUCKING LIFE.:D
Thanks to WORLD OF WARCAFT
May many more people be addicted to this fucking game

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

I’m sick of picking the pieces
And second-guessing
My reasons why you don’t trust me
why must we do this to one another?
We are just passionate lovers
With trouble under the covers
Nothing worse than when
You know that it’s over
I just need a little of your time
A little of your time
To say the words I never said
Just need a little of your time
A little of your time
To show you that I am not dead
Please don’t leave, stay in bed
Touch my body instead
Gonna make you feel it
Can you still feel it?
Gonna make you feel it
Can you still feel it?
Well I’ve got nothing to hide
Dip down and come for a ride
I’m racing the devil, so sly
You cannot hear’em coming
Cause my defenses are weak
I have no breath left to speak
So take the evidence
And bury it somewhere
Oh my, I don’t mind
Being the other guy
Nice try, for these games
I do not have the time
If you want me, call me
Come and take a risk
Kiss me somewhere deep below the surface

iT'S NOT my fault! u both deserve it. i caught u with another 1 in my bed...
My dad has to know how much i love him.. I cry everytime he'd leave the house. I crawl up to him and pull his pants, begging him not to leave that was when i was young..Nowadays i'd just say.."So fast? You're leaving so soon?" I'm used to it.. I don't feel anything, I'm just numb. He used to give me reasons like i've got to go do my night shift and say stuff like he works as a security guard. i'd ask him why he had to when he's already leading a good life and working so hard in the day.He'd just brush me off and make me forget about it. Now I've grown up and know the reason why..

How can he put his other family and job infront of me? I feel like dirt.. I'm not treated equally.. Yeah he spends loads of money on me but i just dont want money. I want a father figure. sumone i'd look up to..

You must think I'm a fool
So prosaic and awkward and all
D'you think you've got me down?
D'you think I've never been out of this town?

Do I seem too eager to please to you now?
You don't know me at all
I can't turn it on, turn it off like you now
I'm not like you now

Now you're here
I bet you're wishing you could disappear
I'm trying to be kind
I get the feeling you're just killing time

You look down on me
Don't you look down on me now
You don't know me at all
A slap in the face
In the face for you now
Just might do now

You're leaving so soon
Never had a chance to bloom
But you were so quick
To change your tune
Don't look back
If I'm a weight around your neck
Cos if you don't need me
I don't need you