i gotta feeling

tonight better be a good night.

howdy, blog. yes. you see, its not anyone's fault but mine that you have been cruelly ignored in the past few weeks. =) But thats what blogs are for, either you rant here and you tell yourself not to rant and you start typing a whole lot of nonsense abt life, studies, soccer and how ur winnie the pooh is tickling your nose as you sleep, you then realise that you are ranting. actually.

And of course, that friend of yours who is always so attentive to your ramblings will msn you and say smth like 'oh man, are you okay dude? you sound so emo in your blog' and than you start defending your case saying 'hey, i am fine man, jus had lots of thoughts this week' or something like that. Then you discover you can kid yourself any further and admit to yourself that you are actually in some sort of depressed state, which is why you click on blogger and start to redeem yourself by posting a happy post.

A happy post, hmmm, lets see. You think of happy stuff like arshavin scoring 4 goals against lpool and you suddenly wish he can score 5 later tonight.

Oh yea, lpool vs arsenal at anfield. I cant lie, i am terribly excited. Arsenal has drawn 4 times with lpool in the past 4 years and we've walloped them at anfield around 22134954 times throughout history. But we all know history stays as history, so later is gonna be really huge.

We are probably gonna field a lightestweight team ever seen in a clash between big 4s. Arshavin walcott and nasri are probably gonna start upfront and they all fall in the featherweight division(with arshavin in the featherweight U-9s division) So hmm, against the big monsters (ugly and hideous at that) like sirkertel or something (what sort of name is that exactly), it probably back to basics and with that i mean ole-ing them 4728 times before chipping reina and den headbutt the ball into the back of the net.

Yes, one can always dream.

C'mon you gunners!

P.S. Life is Good

ravaged

down and probably out.

OK my body feels like a certain arsenal right now. From a high flying team who are banging goals from left right centre, we are not goalless in 3 games. They say one man do not make a team but rvp absence is threatening to debunk that myth.

3-0 thrashing from mancity against our 3rd lineup. It was more or less expected but it is nonetheless disappointing.

Speaking of disappointment, i am sick. And disappointed. Being sick is not exactly the best thing that can happen to u right now, considering the fact that i have only less than 1 mth left before i serve the nation. Bully.

Why wont flu ever die? why why why? The more i sleep the restless i get. The more the medicine i eat, once again, the more drowsy i get. Frustrating. doesnt help when you have people around doing things that make u feel even worse. Rubbish.

God, its too cruel a joke to play on me right now. Please let me recover. Please.

The end

Howdy everyone, i am pleased to inform you that the Bloody As™ are over. History. Gone, like the wind and the fart that my bro incessantly releases throughout his slumber.

Some bad news, i have flu. Which means post As activities will have to take a break today. Damn. But hey, i gotta rest today and recover to full health so i can enjoy the rest of my 34 days break before i go into army suit.

Army... hmm... Its not like i dont like green, but going to some island to train really makes me feel a little detached, especially when i only have 1 month to rest. Gosh. No point feeling sorry for myself, go away you stupid flu.

Oh yea i am using my new comp. Its not exactly brand new but its 26x better than my tablet so i cant complain. BUT the int keeps going off once in a while, frustrating.

I realised i cant type well. Terribly sorry readers, i need some time to get accustomed to my new toy. Give me some time.

Give arsenal some time. =( I dont like chelsea but they are good.

Chelsea makes my tuesday blue. *Blue! geddit? hahhaa*

stop that sarcastic grin. kthxbye.

If there was a wind, a wind so strong that can kill all sorrow and sadness, i would die to experience one gush.

Bring me somewhere where life is just about... about... nothing in particular. No pain, no happiness, no sorrow, no joy, no jealousy, no frustration and no love.

Oh that place might suck in the long run.

But i want instant gratification.

when i find myself in times of trouble...

let it be.

Hold on people. Before you think my world is crashing down and the only hope of me surviving is one final throw of the dice and u have to get a '5' and you start to calculate the probability...

Oh yes, i am going a little coo coo. its so cold tonight and u know what cold nights are made for. Yes exactly, sleep! Usually under the comfort of your silk/cotton/PVC blanket and you start to sleep.

Then you dream. and that is good.

Before reality shakes you acrimoniously awake and you look at the last damn pile of notes you have to plow through. Physics. Oh my god. One of god's way of saying 'you gotta understand how the world works before you deserve to live on it'. Come to think of it, if newton didnt care about that particular apple, archimedes didnt think about why water is displaced whens he's in the bath tub and rutherford didnt have such a cool name, would we still be studying physics?

Woah, hold on. I shldnt even be going there. I am still staring blankly at my physics paper and hell isnt it cold right now? A little too cold for my liking. Alright, i admit, i am not wearing a shirt at the moment but still..

In other news, arsenal lost. End of statement, kthxbye.

The As are ending soon and i dont like it when my brother predicts everything correct. haha. Perhaps i will be a bit lost right after the last paper. err, not after i rip that piece of entry proof inside out upside down. grrrrrr.

I am deeply apologetic if i sound a real bore to you my blog, its the weather. I dont really like gloomy and rainy days. They bring out the lethargic me and makes me feel unprotected. awwww... Show me some love! *sniffs sniffs*

righto, i have to do physics. brrrrr, its really cold.

Yes i'm lonely, i'm tired, i'm missing you again...


P.S. i just like the song. =)

and still those voices are calling from far away...

Oh My God.

The end is so close now i can almost taste it in my mouth. but this is not the end yet. A mere rest period i should say and as much as i wanna relax and enjoy now, the voices are still calling from far away..

oh man, theres arsenal tonight. lovely.

And you, yes you =) i love you loads.

every now and then, i fall apart

howdy blog, this hasnt been such a good day. In spite of arsenal's fantastic 3-0 win against sp*rs, the euphoria died off soon after and i am basically in a 'provoke me and i will cesc u' mood whole day long.

I am disgusted by everything around me, i am easily irritated and in short, i have a short fuse now.
Problem is that i do not exactly why i am feeling this way and that is irritating me at this very moment.

Notes left semi touched on the tables, As in a week, sudden change in plans, lack of time and space, lack of a clear mindset, i am on a road to self destruction. What happened to the good ol' days when everything could be cleared after one solid arsenal win and some talk cocking with buddies? Am i growing too fast for my own sake or is this my body and soul resisting growing up and handle with life?

Perhaps, i should be left alone for some time. After all, i am gonna have 2 years to learn to grow up soon. NS suddenly feel essential to my life. Which must be sign i am going crazy.

precautionary measures will have to be undertaken for the sake of the innocent.

dont get close. i'll bite.

its flaming hot in here!

The Heat Is On!

Ok, enough of the usual corny 'sports biggest showdown' taglines, today's topic will be on the A levels.

Qn 1: To what extent do A levels screw a perfectly normal teenager's life? Discuss using relevant educational concepts. [25]

Qn 2: a) Describe and explain ways you can study for your A levels and still flunk it. [10]
b) In specific context for econs and chem, how would you go about trying not to flunk it even though the odds are stacked against you. To what extent will your measures work? [15]

Qn 3: 'Thousands of candidates have taken the A levels in the past 10 years. Ten-year-series have subsequently been modified on a yearly basis'.
State and evaluate the effectiveness of TYS on a typical A levels candidate. What other measures can he/she undertake to ensure her distinction?

End

Ok, this is those kind of econs paper when you turn around and you swear under your breath, only to realise u swore too loudly and you can feel glares around you and the chief examiner giving you the infamous 'stare of death'.

Ok, i am not a hater of A levels here, i do believe it has some of its uses and its probably a must for every singaporean student, a milestone to say the least. I am merely channeling my stress and nerves into words so i can feel relatively stress free and enjoy a good night rest even though i barely scraped through my econs notes.

Which is thicker than my own blood i think. Talk about blood and sweat.

and oh, did i mention arsenal youth triumphed over liverpool reserves/cheaters (they subbed in some 20m dude aquarium guy and the jew). Well done young gunners, take comfort in the fact that most of you dont even take the GCE A levels or dont score good grade even though the cambridge centre is so close to you.

Shame on you.

Great, blabbering nonsense is the number one best way to destress you know? Yea, some fun facts FYI.

Alright, i think, blog, i am gonna turn in for the night. I need sufficient rest to restart the battle once more tmr. Its a long battle.

But i believe i will win.

Yes.

P.S. the FYI was fake

ready steady....

sound the horn.

Ok mousehunt is for geeks period. i mean, how intellectual can a game based on clicking a horn every 15 min be?

Oh wait, i caught a brown mouse. Again. tmd. Anyway, i caught a mole mouse the other day and also a diamond mouse just now, so maybe later..

Wad the hell? its the exam stress. Its making your usual blogger go coo-coo. I am actually at question 5 of some chem paper and i couldnt resist typing a few words here. It has something to do with the inspiration or drive or smth. wadeva.

Oh yea, saw a new quote today. 'He who runs last runs best'. Some great dude invented it. That dude plays mousehunt and just caught a brown mouse 34 secs ago. No idea how he came up with that, but its gonna do with a certain quan^2 being pwned by his phy teacher. Once again. and it goes on and on and on and on.

Until the BLOODY As™ that is. oooo the As are brimming me with excitement now.

Sorry i meant to type 'not'.

In other news, liverpool and arsenal tmr at the carling cup. I am not expecting much, just a repeat of the 6-3 score line the other time a couple of years back will suffice. smacking.

Well blog, you do realise i cant linger here forever, theres a question 5 waiting for me and is there a question 6? *flips paper* Damn! there is a question 6. Who's cruel idea was it to set an additional question behind question 5 when it is supposed to be the final and ultimate question, the mother of all killerquestions?

It doesnt make sense, this is atrocious and ridiculous and such action by the chem dept of the whichever school should not be condone!

Oh wait a min, f***, all paper 2s have 6 questions. FML.

I need a relaxative =)

To the cutest of cutes

howdy, have you guys seen a wave before? You know, the ones with troughs and crests? ok whatever, its been almost like that for the past week, no thanks to hormones and A levels.

But theres someone i want u to meet, dear blog. Its none other than DD! Yes, the elusive and mysterious DD has been the main character in my life and most of my crests stem from her/him/it. =) Oh i love mind-effing people, blog.

DD is so amazing and is so wonderfully beautiful! In fact he/she/it is like the next best thing to ramly burger or sliced bread or the teriyaki upsized bowl or... you get the drift. In fact, i've just seen DD a few hours ago and i miss DD alr! =)

(At this juncture, if any of you readers still think DD is a 'it', my heart goes out to you...)

Now theres A levels and they are the suck. But as E once said 'i study superposition so that i do not have to study it in the future', theres really no way out but forward. Everyone's in the mood, and when the going gets tough, the true great ones stay in their closets. With notes.

I am determined to do well, just like DD, who will do fantastically well in the end. Life's certainly not a bed of roses and hmm, i do adore a certain scent of a rose perfume at times... Perhaps roses makes people happy, and that enables people to study hard, harder, hardest and eventually trump the Bloody As™. Well as they said, roses are red and violet is the color of the light with the wavelength 300 nm, study is an imperative.

Oh yes, i am due to serve the nation with effect from January 4th. I will miss you blog, but you will be down the pecking order though. DD will rank co-first, probably with my family (aww <3 <3) and as much i fear that DD will shed tears when i book into the 7-wks chalet, i hope he/she/it will be there. awww. awww. awww. hearts hearts.

Alright, make a stand, readers. The million dollar question remains:
'Who is DD?' or rather 'What is DD?'

No clues allowed but DD ranks amongst family and arsenal.

The answer is for me to know and for you to find out.

And no, the answer is not at the back of the booklet. k thx bye.

P.S. I still miss DD =(

its better late than never

hey earthlings, pretty nice sunday eh? with nothing really going on....

that is, if you discount the loads of maths and phy and chem paper on my desk. And i'm not even heading towards econs yet.

But its a happy and beautiful sunday, perfect for lazing around and enjoying the rare slow pace of life for a while before being ruthlessly dumped back into the crazy fast-moving system. I have this gut feeling my happiness stems from arsenal winning the previous night and feeling loved by the people i love. awww.

Arsenal was below their best last night, and with that i mean we didnt hit 29283 goals past another team. I exaggerate, but i guess arsenal has spoiled me too much in their previous home games with what? 12 goals in 3 games or smth. Birmingham, yes the team with that shitface martin taylor, was back to their physical and 'bullying' ways yet for me, they were terribly outclassed. Van the Man just showed another of his jazziest moves once again and he pranced around the box (with the ball in control! omg!) like a ballet dancer and smashed it home. If he wasnt a soccer player, he would make a fine ballet dancer, mark my word.

Before long, it was 2-0 arsenal. Rosicky cut back and diaby had the 20 minutes to plan out how the ball should fly, at what speed it must hit the net and how extravagant his celebration should be before lashing the ball into the the back of the net. Very tidy stuff.

Then we had one of those goalkeeping calamity, which seems to be haunting us for a long time, as vito flapped at a ball and allowed those bullies back into the game. We were never in much danger though (apart from a crucial block by vito to make amends) and Arsh clinched the game with a sweet strike, following a counter.

SO with chelsea defeated by 2 set plays and liverpool by a beach ball. We find ourselves in a position that should we win out game in hand, we would go second, albeit through goal difference and one point adrift of manutd. Its certainly mouthwatering stuff.

In other news, As are arriving. gulps. I really should go and study like...


Now.

=), i miss DD

why dont you come to your senses?

It may be raining but theres a rainbow above you.


i had a bout of severe stress and intense fear and worry about the imminent A's and the work i've have done these past days, or rather the lack of it.


Its fine now, you better let somebody love you before its too late.

So damn late

as we go on and on and on

Alrighty then, farewell assembly's done and dusted.

Its probably not the best time to look back at everything now and regret/rejoice. As in, well, the Bloody As™ are approaching and we really gotta pull our cocks, no, socks up and make sure theres no room for regrets.

Then again, theres never a real best time for anything. Its all about the flow, the 'chi', the natural progression or smth.

Its around 30 days (plus minus) before Bloody As™ actually arrive. Theres gonna be the usual sense of anticipation, that tinge of fear, that all-positive mentality that everything's gonna be alright, the most-hated panic attacks and after the Bloody As™, theres gonna be of course, the crazy celebrations which are the best things ever created since sliced bread.

You'll be a real fool if you dont study now, mr lim. All your talk and dreams would just go down the drain just like that. Holey.

I am actually making myself scared and fearful and thats not an entirely clever thing to do. I must improve my studies, somehow.

Ohhhh its time to plunge into the deep end once again.

P.S. Blogger's block recovered. Minor ailment.

oh damn

hi blog, i've just hit a barren spell.

Its the time of the month once again. Yes, the feared-by-all blogger's block. Usually i need a healthy dosage of pure arsenal to get me going, but sadly, we dont see arsenal playing until later tonight.

In any case, here's to 3 points. and many many more 3 pts.

Just in case you are forever dropping by to see what i have to say.... hahahhaa

Anw, got back my prelims results and its not rlly very shiny or spectacular or cescular. Its pretty average i guess and of course, no time to dwell on such stuff, i have the Bloody As™ to handle in like 38 days time.

Oh yea, i've been peeling skin since last wk due to my sunburnt. Its god damn itchy.

=)

Stop smiling to yourself! =)

1-0 to the arsenal

Howdy! I think i like to start my blog with howdy after all! The past few days have been pretty sick, in the sense that lots of cool stuff has happened. lets break it down:

1. Prelims are things of the past. Another great piece of history.
2. Prelims results are arriving soon. wtf.
3. Arsenal won. =)

Friday was a really long day. We had a chem mcq at 8 am till 9 am then we found ourselves with 5 more hours to rot before the next paper. Question 1, what will you do when you have 5 hours to kill? Is it

A) Play MJ
B) Play Lan
C) Play hide and seek with your bf/gf
D) Going to parkway giant and do useless stuff like watching transformers, only to have the shop assistant pausing your show then decided to go to thaipan but realised airport is the better alternative after seeing 36 go by us then eat at popeye's talking about LF2 and pokemon before learning 'how to remove vj shirts button (guys edition) 101' then playing some F1 stimulator before taking sky train and bus to go back school

I know its a tough one readers, it is worth noting that the probability of getting it wrong is 3/4 whereas getting it right is only 1/4. The winner who guessed it right gets to PCC with me.

U heard it right! PCC, the famous play chinese chess. i might even let u have the red pieces so you can go first.

Ytd was even more great fun. Along with wk harry and elton, the fantastic four set off to tampines swimming complex for some wet and wild action which includes hugging of harry underwater, seeing wk acting like a merlion and elton showing off his hot bod. Viewer discretion is advised.
We then went to harry's place (yes, its grimmauld place) to play some mouthwatering MJ. Harry's got this thick pull up bar aka PUB which is there, i suppose, to help him train to defeat voldemort. Mj was some crazy action which saw some naked bodies , complete with flabs and beads of sweat and the infatuation with the word 'tits'. We have raging hormones to blame for this.

Then we turn carom masters. Carom was pure shit notfun because harry obv has home ground advantage and this needs no further explanation. kthxbye.

We then became chefs. As the guy from ratatouille once claimed 'Anyone can cook!", we decided to put this myth to the test. Hence, we bcame chefs and mythbusters altgt. We fried noodles, made wanton soup, all without the impt ingredient: egg. Nevertheless, we dug in and managed to pull it off and dinner was served. The myth was also given a 'plausible' due to some unpleasant oil splattering i made.

Then we went home on bus and my flu was rather bad. The weather sucks damn hard these days, bloody forest fires. And waited patiently for arsenal, which was a helluva match.

Firstly, i still believe diaby is not arsenal material. A capable backup perhaps but not a starter in any case.
Secondly, the team played quite well collectively, defence was quite solid even though fulham had many many shots on targets due to their own brilliant attacking play. We have the Young Vito to thank. He was possessed by god of all goalkeepers and was pulling off saves which david seamen would be proud of.
Thirdly, its 3 pts. Nuff said.

I am gonna soak myself in the post prelims mood. Today is but only the second day of the 4-days relaxation package. And its early. The day is young.

My life is good =)

COYG!

now where were we?

apologies are in order.

I didnt mean to ignore you, dear blog, for a few days but i was totally too preoccupied with other things.

lets see, i have 3 more papers left, namely chem paper1&2 and phy paper 1. On paper (haha!), that looks good and i dont have to be a stressed-out cat for long anymore.

At least until the As.

And why must i use a cat?

Well, i think we can always use a dog or wadeva but a cat fits just fine eh? or something. wadeva.

I shall leave you here today, i cant think of what to type when a chemistry paper is just round the corner.

Why must it be round the corner??

we do not need belgian chocolate when we have The Belgium Centrehalf

Hail The Verminator™

Top scorer for arsenal at the moment and yes, he plays as a central defender

*more next week*

brain drain

when used in economics terms, brain drain depicts a pool of local talents being 'lost' to foreign countries, in a sense. But thats not enough and i demand a whole new definition and hence, brain drain will now be defined as:

Brain drain : used to describe a severe and serious condition of one, especially students and economics students at that, who find himself blanked out and totally tired after 2 or more strenous papers.


Today was a brain drain day. Economics never fail to give me headaches, never. And the maths that followed was simply rubbish and horrible. I probably should have managed my time well but still...

whining never gets anyone far. I am sorry. But whining does make me feel better. At times.

In other news, i am superly tired. i shall succumb to The Bed™ soon and let it devour me.

Its the right time to say: wake me up when september ends.

or you can wake me up before the next paper starts, sigh.

this doesnt make sense

as in yea i know the papers gonna come right at me in like 9 hrs time but hey, i shall spare you all the 'omgomg i shldnt be here' nonsense and all.

E is for econs, i mention that some months back on a day before a certain econs paper which i have totally no memory about. Fast forward to a few months ahead, and lo and behold! i am here again. Lets see, e is still for econs but surely aiming for E now would be, in no disrespect to any econs noobs out there, a low target.

Theres this part of me which is urging me to aim for better results and then there this laid-back part of me which is sniggering at the thought of an A or B, subconsciously forcing me to believe aiming low would spare myself the disappointment and dismay which may or may not arrive.

Its like the battle of the evil and good inside my mind. The only issue is that i cant differentiate which is the devil or the angel in this case.

Hold on, d/dx devil & ange...

Not in formula list , gah.



i will walk into the exam hall with the econs knowledge i possess after reading the notes and i will walk out of the hall, no matter how badly or well (welly?) i have done, without the intention to '2,8, on' all the econs stuff.


Its all for the As.

*secretly prays that gives me the impetus to study harder*


wish me luck! it wont last you a lifetime unless you die young.

ahhhh

yes i am calm now

its around 14 hrs after the match and thank god, i am calm now.

Sort of expected i would be here, blogging about arsenal once again. In the wake of the terrible terrible defeat we suffered from the moneybags city, i urge all arsenal fans (myself included) to not give up hope.

Apologies are in order. I did not mean to swear as much as i did but i did anyway so oh well, who care, kthxbye. The reasons why manc beat us are due to
1. they had more hunger to win and they are home.

2. shitface was facing his old club and he just want to prove to us that selling him was a mistake. From what i saw in the match, shitface wasnt super impressive but his work rate was bordering the absurd. He was running all over and even making crucial defensive headers away. Credits to that shitface, but we are a better side now. we are the Arsenal.

3. I picked out song, diaby and almunia as those who were culpable for our defeat. I take back my words. I cant only think that they had a bad day in the office and that happens to everyone time to time. If quan can have spoil his lock randomly, theres no reason why arsenal players cant screw up once in a while.


But please, dun screw up too much.

*however, i do agree that almunia must buck up. His performances are worrying.*

well its sunday now and i have to study econs. Cant get started just yet so i'll just laze around until the mood kicks in.

Good idea?

gulps

irrelevant

you know, i sometimes question myself why i get so fucking pissed when arsenal loses. I haven got an answer, even till now. Emotions can be one hell of a drug, i say.

4-2 to man city and i am not taking the defeat very well, to say the least. A better description would be i feel like i just lost a lottery ticket which won 10 million bucks and i got so pissed off i kick a guy, only to find out hes a cop and get thrown to a gay prison and get fucked 10 times over. From the back.

Its not a good description but i really am pissed. So pissed that i have jus thrown my pencil out of the window.

ok, i did not. I just wanna make a lousy joke to make myself smile.

After 17 years of life, i just found out, surprise surprise, i dont take defeats very nicely. Wenger's mentality of 'show me a good loser and i'll show you a loser' is so embedded in my brain its harmful. Lets break down reasons on why arsenal lost the game:

1. The micah richards goal was a total one in a million chance. Even god of fortune cant make a ball bounce off the post, back to the keeper, den score. But micah did it. asshole.

2. The second goal was bad defending. Song, brilliant for the past few wks, suddenly turned into a 6 y-o defender and allowed mica..., sorry, asshole into the penalty area and pass to the man who should have stayed as a construction worker forever, bellamy to hit it home. It was a fierce strike but it was so fucking straight, i cant help but wonder if lehmann would have saved it.

3. Diaby. Hes an interesting character. He has those feet which can make maradona go wild. Those strides which can rival usain bolt but a footballing brain so small that even a shark (which FYI has the smallest brain ever) would be ashamed of. There are too many moments of 'turning past 4 defenders with a wonderful piece of skill and pass the ball into the corner flag with no real pressure'. I love diaby, i just hope his footballing sense would improve a bit.

4. adebayor. enough said. The greatest shitface of all time, the grand daddy of them all, scoring a goal is enough to make me switch off the tv. I can barely stay on to watch the celebration.


I am writing all this just minutes after the match. It shouldnt be the case. Give me a few more hours and i am sure the expletives would be non-existant.

But i have to sleep. For now, fuck man city and fuck the football.


did i mention F you adebayor?

i would suffer for so long...

to get my As. Not.

I love maths but i cant really say that for physics. Simple harmonic motion is not simple, for sure. Its the prelims, at long last. And its econs and maths for day one! and i haven did much econs! ! =)! !!

pardon me, i am not very sane these days.

Arsenal in a couple of hours time. i will complete some maths so i can earn the right to watch it.

Life

Is

Good











































what?

bring it to me

howd... ok i rmbed the previous post. I am not that old.

Its 140 am and the night is still young. Few more hours to go with my notes and practice papers. I have endless supply of red bulls and coffees and toothpicks are readily available to keep my eyes up.

In case i am scaring you muggers a fair bit, please take relief from the fact that i have wasted my day away doing....

Oh my god, i have reached the stage when i have no idea i was doing the entire day. Perfect. Brilliant. You've probably read gazillion number of blogs with their bloggers claiming 'i shouldnt be here! back to mugging =) <3* or the likes of it. Nope, i am definitely not stooping to their levels, i am always on my highly placed pedestal where none of you mortal beings can ever reach.

I am rushing this post against a youtube song. I wanna prove to myself that i can blog faster than a 8 min song. Its equivalent to writing a 500 words essay in...

Darn, i've just lost to the youtube. I cant even win a youtube song. Note the loser factor in my life. Speaking of loser and noobs, whats more noob than having your bike stolen. Is it

A) Bike to dinner with your best friend
B) Lock bike on a signpost
C) Find yourself self-pwned after being unable to remove the lock cos your key simply wont work.
D) All of the above.

Sms your answer to 81021933 and thy shalt be rewarded with one year supply of goodies worth over 60 cents. Rules and conditions apply.
*for contestants under 18 yo, please feel free to just sms and waste your parents' hard earned money and for contestants over 18, you should be ashamed of yourselves for doing such rubbish*

Stop mugging. Seriously.

Serious

Black

i am bamboozled

howdy, from today onwards, i will stop starting with howdy.

just like how i am gonna force myself to study 16 hrs a day, with 8 left to sleep, hows tt. hmph.

In other news, i cant integrate maths to save my life. I mean, seriously. So this can only mean one thing: arsenal is gonna win the title.

totally linkless, i am not making much sense (or cents, haha, haha....) here.

Fishsmell will say life sucks, take drugs. I dont have money for that. holey.

sleep is good

howdy, mugging at airport was so so. Managed to do some maths, some physics, some rubbish talking, some coffee, some red bull, some fries and everything was just stoned.

Dont get it? Neither do i.

We then gamed for a few hours. Cruyff turns, crazy b. charlton smashes and disgusting volleys. Doubt you guys even know wad i am gibbering about. Fret not, i am not sane. Yet.

i have to study. Its not a choice anymore.

Btw, go watch how rooney cheated his way to a penalty. You dont tackle a defender, act like a a hurricane just blew you off your feet and whine like a kid for a penalty and actually get one. Oh wait, its england, of course its possible. Well done shrek, well done.

Off to the books, i am serious.

Really

fly fly fly

howdy, i am off to the airport in minutes.

Gd night world.

P.S. i am not flying off though sadly =(

Heart of Greed

Howdy people, i am gonna make it 3 in a row. On a certain day in july in 2008, i claimed 'Tang Xin Feng Bao is the best drama serial i've ever watched. Period.'
I still stand by my words, its really finger-licking good!

*religiously switches on the tv at 9pm*

Oh did i mention chang zai xin? oooo, omg dear chang zai xin....

Btw, i stayed home today to mug once more and to the dismay of all my loverboys/girls out there, i succumbed to The Bed™ at around 5pm and that was it, really. But hey, i caught up eventually and managed to squeeze yet another econs notes down. woo, steady.. steady...

Oh did i mention chang zai xin just broke up with alfred? Yay =)

I have arrived at the zone where staying home is now one of the greatest pleasures in my life. Holy. Somehow, home feel like, well, home. Naturally.

That said, seven days without arsenal really does make one weak. I am craving some soccer.
Cravings are best left satisfied, any soccer kakis out there?

P.S. Alfred's fringe sucks.
P.P.S tengster is Ah Ji.

Dear god....

Howdy, i am digging 2 A7X songs now. Though i am listening to their songs, my heart still lies with Bon Jovi so please do not be jealous, Jon. Really.

Staying home to mug today was rather, erm, productive. The usual culprits, mainly the tablet pc and The Bed™, were there to disrupt my well-contemplated plan. Sadly, i had to struggle to fend them off and managed to absorb a couple of economics notes, only.

But hey! thats better than staying-home-to-watch-SCV-only-to-take-a-nap-and-wake-at-8pm-to-watch-tv-and-sleep routine.

I have long lost my nocturnal mugging habits. I recall those days when i buy cup noodles and potato chips and gorge myself in the middle of night while memorising marianne chong like a bible. Or the days when i find myself walking in a jacket to the vending machine to buy red bull for my biology muggathon. I find myself using the comp in the night, distracted by even the slightest movement of my fan, annoyed by my own shadow on the table and basically not satisfied with the studying environment. Nothing's wrong with my room, its the user.

Slacker and whiners will only get as far as the finishing line but they never do get to cross it. why? Because they dont deserve to and in the bitter end, their conscience and regrets will only return to haunt them. What do you seek in this lif? whats your long term gratification?

I sit in my chair this noon and contemplated about playing a few games on my ps2. Oh yea, that would give me gratification. No. I should say instant gratification. But i realise i am gonna regret in the next 4-6 hours for wasting precious minutes away which could have been used for something else (not The Bed™) and i did otherwise. Painstakingly, i tried to read econs and it felt good and it will last for the next few days i am sure.

Short term, mid term, long term. Do you take the short and painless way out or do you, like the butterfly, struggle out from the cocoon and live a life stronger, better and in control?

In other news, i had a great day of eating today, attributed to the fact that today is the 15th or something. Dad finished my entire bottle of sprite and this means i have no sprite to go with vodka. Well, its not like i have been drinking a lot these days. Serious.
Roast duck and chicken and beehoon and.... Ok i shant make u hungry (or hungrier) anymore.

The words to the wise when the fire dies,
you think its over but its just begun.

oooo

fill the damn bottle up dude

Howdy, i am literally wasting my minutes away watching singapore'crap'idol on TV. The songs are not very impressive, the singers are not eye-catching and the flair is, sadly, non-existent. I believe the crux of the problem lies with our young singaporean singers bu zhi tian gao di hou. (overestimating their own abilities happy?) hmph.

Who am i kidding? I cant sing 3 notes perfectly and the only time i showcase my talent is when i am shampooing my luscious(haha) hair. I believe the day when i become singapore idol, pigs will fly.

Hey! Swine flu! (flew, geddit?)

Today was GP and if there was one word to sum it all up: manageable. Not entirely simple(like as if they still produce those anymore) but not terribly impossible to even jot a single word down. Considering the 6-7 hours i dedicated solely for GP the day before, anything lesser than manageable would have been enough to elicit a (phrase where youngsters, like me, have accustomed to) "EPIC FAIL"

Airport is a really nice place to study during the weekdays, without the usual hordes of tourists and whatever. I see many students studying there too. Well, the airport is clean, has toilets almost everywhere, water coolers are ubiquitous and the aircon seems to be on 24/7 mode. I will return to study there again, saturday perhaps, when our dear nk is gonna fly off to shanghai(or issit beijing oops?), that i am sure. I know quan and teng are drooling over this prospect. =) After all, students of all age study there! Whatever the majority does, it must be good.

Or so they all say.

Oh the shortsightedness of people.

I prefer the comfort of my home anytime. Its just a wee bit too comfortable. (the bed oh my gosh)

Its time for... groword!

Out at home!

Howdy earthlings. Its a wonderful world no? You see i usually dont plan too much ahead. Its darn evident that the only planning i ever do is for tomorrow, while on one side this portrays me as a total slacker, its not too bad if you look on the other side, i am relatively (usually) stress-free.

Well, stress-free is not equivalent to worries-free. The point is that i dont plan ahead but i worry ahead. And the crappiest part about this is that the fact that i dont plan ahead compounds my worries and i worry even more. Some would refer to this as vicious cycle. I prefer cause-and-effect.

In other news, Man utd are shitholes.
(Yea, the sentence end there. Theres absolutely no need for any elaboration whatsoever. The nearest thing that is similar to Manutd is a vacuum cleaner)

Oh and its a downright filthy, rusty, crappish vacuum cleaner at that.

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Injustice is prevalent in this world. To what extent do you agree? *answer in context of how shitholey manutd are*


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All right people, hold on to what you've got and it doesnt make a difference if we'll make it or not.

We'll give it a shot.

*bang*

breath you must hold, for its the last ride you may ever witness

howdy, (why do i start with this anyway? habits are peculiar)

Note to self: cranberry juice arent supp to be drank in one shot.

Well, i bought some 2 1l size of cranberry and in my desperate attempt to clear my probably clogged bladder or intestines or whatever, i drank one whole litre in probably, say, 40 min.
Its nice stuff. Very pure.

Oh yea, the shit that followed was pure too.

Thank god is nothing major, just some lao sai here and there, nothing i cannot live without.(hey realise how this phrase plays around with english. English is beautiful)
Ahha, its time to get into the GP mood and contrary to what most believe, i think english can be 'mugged'. That said, i dont like mugging and i'll probably read more to add value to myself.

Ok, A levels. Prelims 1st but its all the same. The only positive side now is that i dun feel stressed (no really). Ah that may be the negative side for some of you people out there. C'mon, theres really no looking back from here, and the only way out is forward. No short cuts anymore and no detours, aww what a shame. For someone who is believes that watching tv makes the brain smarter like me, its a terrible loss.

BUT, i realise the journey ahead. Its so damn exciting and its great to have a first class seat to witness everything firsthand.

ohhhh, what am i talking about, its my life.

And its now or never.


P.S. scanned heart. The jelly thing was a little painful at times but something i can still withstand. Heart's normal with some trivial valve thing which will take time for me to explain and furthermore, you wont even undst it. All right, next up, time to check other parts of my body.

Cranberry juice. Ahahhaa.

rhyme and reason

Howdy, arsenal won 4-1 and it was, compared to the 6-1 thrashing, a rather boring game. 2 early goals from diaby made it looked like a stroll in the park until almunia horrifically misjudged a high ball and allow portsmouth a cheap goal.

But speaking of cheap goals, you cant ask the king, the emperor, the awe-inspiring ruler of cheap goals: Gallas the ex. captain. Its one of the most amazig moments in professional football when a player slides in on a ball from 4 yards and the ball rebounded into his face and rolled into the net. It can only be capped off with a crazy celebration to show he actually meant to do tt.

Yea, i bet all of you know this feeling. Celebrating a fluke which wasnt supp to be happened but happened and you all went crazy making it felt you were making it happened intentionally. Talk about happening!

Well, we're back at the top for now. 2 games and already 10 goals scored. Thats more than goals i will ever score in my entire football career (i do not have one sigh). Its good, we on our way to eternal glory.

In other news, i am terribly upset. Maybe its for no rhyme and reason but i think there may be one. If theres one thing abt not knowing something, its gotta be knowing and not being to do anything. Not that it will affect my life immensely but its kinda disappointing how things are going at the moment. It only takes a spark to start a forest fire you know, it only takes a few actions to make one change affection to frustration and eventually utter dismay and dislike. Yes, its FML all over again but lets live with it because the truth is, no one in this world owes you a living, (or is it anything? cant rmb) and just because i choose to condone their actions does not make me a saint.

I am forever typing rubbish. Smoking my way through things has been slowly creeping into my long list of undesirable habits.

Sour relationships. They are nothing personal, just pure hormones. Darn hormones.

C'mon you gunners =)

i used to be....

Howdy, it gives me pleasure to be in the company of friends. The class, all 11 of us (i would say the usual 11), caught a 'the proposal' tgt and it was great. Sure movies arent the most interactive of activities out there and certainly not my fav type of leisure activity but just the sheer happiness to be surrounded by fantastic company nv fails to brighten up my day.

I think i am dying. But then again, who isnt? It would be a sad and inconvenient truth to claim that we are all born to die and i certainly feel theres gotta be a greater calling for us on this earth. And this so called greater calling can apparate in any form, from the slightest of everyday stuff to the immensity of wordwide recognition. Freddie Mercury passed on at 40 yo but his music lives on, and with that, a legacy lives on, forever.

Man, it must be good to be remembered by millions forever. I am not saying i want that though! But seriously, who doesnt?

Of course, being infamous wouldnt exactly be that nice eh?

Its an exciting world out there (and i am doing physics papers sigh) but it sure is very daunting! *anyway i had an even more emotic post before this but blogger amazingly managed to screw all my writing up* I dun mean to make my blog post emo, its just things that are running through my head these days arent my ideas of heaven. Or nirvana. Or whatever your religion calls it.

Its the bloody A lvls i tell you. I am starting to study harder now (which is a good thing duh *rolls eyes*) Its fair to say that by putting in effort, you will be more likely to witness results, i think. No pain no gain they call it. Ever wonder why they didnt make it more analogical. How abt something like 'no worm no fish' or 'no flowers no girls'? Argh, not exactly the nicest sounding of phrases but who cares.

Ouch, my shin is hurting for no apparent reason. What rubbish is this?

Keep the faith lover boys/girls/inbetween, let me take a short break now.

Rest if you must,
But dont you quit.

6-1 to the arsenal. boring boring gunners...

howdy, i've got quite a big head dont i? I've said i will stick it out for a win but i certainly didnt see seven goals in this one.

First up, vermaelen has spring under his shoes. That cheeky boy. The way he jumps at aerial balls is just gobsmacking. He obviously loves a jump and it would be best if he can continue jumping like that for the rest of season. He does seem like the real deal. For now at least.

Secondly, Song and Denilson have improved a lot and that has to be a good sign. Song, in particular, looked superbly comfortable (like i am in my comfy chair) in the defensive midfield position. Denilson, great goal, great hustle play, really cant ask anymore out of him.

Cesc. what can i say. Cescifying all around. Hes obviously not at his top form yet, but 2 goals 2 assists already. Captain fabtastic yea.

Credits to gallas too, many have written him off after the 'captaingate' scandal and now you have him doing what he does best, sneaking goals in from set pieces. Amazing.

You know blogger has screwed up again and i am, yet again, typing into this lil box is not inspiring at all.

Celtic tmr. I hear parkhead has a daunting atmosphere. But i know the young guns are under no illusions.

C'mon you gunners!

hell... its about time

howdy everyone. blog. friends. football lovers and all!

Its the start of the new season and boy am i excited!

Oh wait, drogba at the double.. chelsea win on a flukish goal.. OK that dampens the spirit a lil but its the new season!

No wait again? Ade score for man shitbags? hmmm wadeva.

New season!

I am gonna stick my head out and say arsenal to win everton tonight, oh yes... juicy arsenal. lovely. Life with bpl is gonna rock my socks.

update later!

what makes a great story?

howdy.

Is it the characters? No, maybe the plot?

No? The great twist in the end? Or the mighty revelation of something massive?

How about one that touches the heartstrings of the reader? Tears-evoking, heartwrenching tales? Death and sorrow? Pain and anguish?

How about the comedy behind the words? The laughter and joy? The unpredictability and spontaneity?

Should a great tale revolve around just one of either of these genres? or should it include all?
Would that dilute the senses? Jack of all trades, master of none?

Its your call, reader

What makes a great story?

rather.

What makes your story great?

hey! this shit is real!

howdy. blog. cough. sucks.

Despite my coughing, the doctor wasnt convinced i have H1N1 and decided to give me just a mere one day of MC. I'll take it anytime though.

I spend majority of the entire day home and it was great. I am serious. I think i haven fallen deeply in love with my bed and this is no laughing matter. Its like the thing i crave whenever i am not at home and the first thing i wish to do when i reach home every single day is to enjoy its comfort. If this isnt love, i dunno what is.

Some juicy arsenal stuff. the squad is shrinking, not unlike how my brain is doing right now. We have sold 2 africans and brought in a belgian. Now another swiss is leaving and if my math is not failing me, i think we lost 2 in total. Wenger loves to build a team of attackers and attackers alone. Despite all our inherent defensive flaws, hes thinking of buying another french-born-yet-different-nationality player in the mould of chamakh.

I can imagine how wenger settles his transfer dealings.

Wenger : We conceded almost one goal per game. We need a good DM and DC.
Pat Rice : Yes, monsieur
Wenger: I shall play nasri as DM even though he is smaller than all the other DMs in the world. What do you think?
Pat Rice: Yes monsieur
Wenger: I need to buff up my defence. Do you think i should buy another attacker to make that happen?
Pat Rice: Yes monsieur
Wenger: I'll convert all my attackers! Make them machines! They will attack and defend at the same time! Melo? Yaya? Cana? bleah! If Diaby can break nasri's leg, theres no doubt he can break those legs too. Why waste the money right?
Pat Rice: Yes monsieur.
Wenger: I think i need another keeper as well... Do you think i should buy another *insert 16 yo french-born-wonderkid-striker-name*?
Pat Rice: Yes monsieur.

Its an obsession. Wenger loves attackers just like i love my bed.

Please give us all a real signing in the DM position wenger. Pretty please....

A day in my world

Howdy blog.

Today is a typical uninspired day in my mundane school life. My sister drove me to school and i walked across the overhead bridge to school. The weather was humid and warm for a wednesday morning. I brought my jacket with me. Just in case.

I arrived at school and went to my usual table to sit. The fans were on. The canteen smelled like oil as per normal. I was tired. I decided to take out my maths notes to study. I read 4 pages and nic arrived. We talked.

I bought a cup of soya bean. It tasted nice. Then i went for lessons and the 1st period was chemistry. It was LT5 and it was cold. Thankfully i brought my jacket. My jacket kept me nice and warm.

Then there was a break and i ate a bao. The weather was hot. I played photohunt on kw's itouch and i went for maths lessons. I dont like to carry my big black jacket around in my hands.

Econs lesson was good and Misty was very inspiring. I like her pep talks. I should start working harder for my A's. Then there was physics lecture. I was feeling bored. I talked to cedric and sherlyn during the lecture. Then i zoned out. I learned nothing.

I ate carrot cake for my lunch. I like carrot cake. I then talked about homosexuals with lixuan and sherli and wenkai before i went for chem lecture.

LT5 was not cold anymore. I did not wear my jacket. I fell aslp during the lecture and did not listen to a single thing. I felt guilty. But i dont feel guilty anymore.

I went to the careers fair and went home. The fair was confusing. I dont like crowds.

I went home, watched tv, jogged, watch tv and blog. I did not study.

Welcome. To a day in my life.

Dont tell my mum pls...

howdy blog. I just played soccer after 3 wks of not touching a ball. It was rather nice, to say the least, considering i had only a 10 min cameo at the end.

But the match was good. We conceded crappy goals from set pieces but you cant really blame the stand-in keeper, its hard to find a wonderful keeper like francis these days. Conceded 3 goals but they dont really look like scoring except from set pieces. We equalised at 1-0 down from a flukish corner and my teammate even got yellow carded for taking off his shirt but what the hell.

Then andy scored one of the best goals i have seen him score for a very long time. Pure instinct, pure class. Trap ball, set, and fire home to the corner. Up there with the best goals in our lge.(mind you, we are a recre team) His 'poking celebration' was almost as well done as his goal. Great job andy.

2nd half 75 min i was subbed in and i decided to wear a ridiculous headband to protect my scar. Better safe than sorry. Then at around 83 min, when hope was, seemingly, lost, our new french(serious) striker fired home to make it 3 all. It was a tight affair, perhaps tighter than even that underwear you wear when you were six. Had to make a few challenges and fend off a few onslaughts but all was fine, they had nth more than half chances.

We even had a shot ratter off the bar from 6 yards in the 88 min when glen broke free. It would have been sheer inspiring if the shot went in.

But thats life and thats definitely football.

Its great to be playing again and great to see everyone play so well. All i need now is some vodka and rest my poor legs.....

whats wrong with this crap?

howdy, blogger's screwed up. I am now typing into a small small box and i dun like the feeling. At all.

It doesnt feel right and it sucks the writing feeling altogether.

Bleah. =(

i know you will be reading this

howdy, its been some time.

This isnt really a good time to blog. In fact, this is a great time to blog.

I've no idea whatsoever to write.

But to my great friend out there, you know who you are, i wanna say i like the way u constructed your previous post. Its time for you to get back that fighting gusto which has been all inside you all these while.

And yes, its hard to talk to anyone about your innermost feelings these days. Looks like everyone has their own share of pains and ouchs.

Makes me feel alive.

I like it.

Everybody want to be someone

addiction

I think i am addicted to

that 7 hand poker game on msn.

Its great stuff

Try it

You at the back row!

howdy, ok tell me. What is life?

a) Mugging your bloody guts out, try to absorb every single piece of shitanathan info u can find about phy/chem/econs/etc... and spend your time rinsing and repeating the process.

b) anything else but those crap in a)

I spent probably my greatest day in these whole holidays with those totally cool dudes again. Yes with that i mean tengster and quan. Well... we studied but you do know wad happens when u put the 3 of us in the same airconditioned room tgt, one tv set, one ps2 set, and one tablet pc with msn on. =)

It was good. But life still goes on.

I love them both. I hope they know.

P.S. We did not commit any sexual acts

You and i collide. Ouch.

howdy, blog. i collided with this huge unstoppable person i dun even know during a soccer game. It felt normal, until i felt an xtra burst of sweat down my face.

Red sweat. No. Blood. =(

Area above head busted wide open. Length around 2.5723 cm. Blood going at free flow. Open wound. People crowding over, no idea wads happening. Heard someone say 'wow, urs more jialat than mine. Damn deep." I smiled. Thats fucking bad news.

now its all stitched and all. 5 to be exact. Splendid. I cant decide which is more pain. 5 stitches, or 200 bucks.

I am thinking both. I hope i survive.

Hes here

http://www.arsenal.com/home

Thomas Vermaelen

If he can play as cool as his name, we are in for the quadruple

i am serious

Too late, my time has come

Howdy. Blog. Yes.

I didn't keep my promise the other time by forgetting to blog, chill, i am here to make it all up. I want to write something, i've been thinking about writing (or blogging, if u like) the whole day and now that i am actually in the process of doing it, i feel accomplished. Cheap thrill, really.

At least its get me started, gets me hyped up on something. Life's so mundane these days and it makes me wanna inject some life into it. But those dammit physics and chemistry and maths and whatnots are obstacles. What can we do with obstacles? you may ask. I say we disarm them, remove them from the face of this earth.

The sad truth remains: Things aren't as easy as that.

But i have the confidence to say i have made my studying much more enjoyable than before. I do not know if my methods have been more effective than before. I shall allow CTs 2 to validate and affirm my methods. What i have been doing is that i am associating mugging(HOLYWTFBBQ!@#$$), OR rather studying with things i love to do. As crazy as it sounds, i actually like to read about psychology, about how people react to events. Yes, i like those too even though i love arsenal and arsenal news. Its all gotta do with the mind, setting short aims and making your journey seems shorter works. Personally, i feel it has to do with people's nature of always seeking the comfortable and shorter route out, hence amplifying the effect of illusions i created for myself.

You probably be thinking "wtf, hes gone mad from studying. Call 995". Perhaps you are right, i'm reading quite a lot into this inner mind shit. Hell, i'm even exploring stuff i dont even know if they are correct but i'm loving it. It makes me think, expands my map and stimulates my creativity and widen my expansive section of my mind. I like this feeling, even though there is no validation if i'm reading or researching the right stuff. I do not need the validation. I need the joy i can derive from it.

This is what happens when people stay indoors for too long. I sleep at unearthly hours, waking at similar hours, i do my usual waking up stuff (like breakfast and swearing at the neighbour upstairs for cooking balachan. I mean why must people cook balachan when i am slping? They should have the initiative to cook that smelly shiat at 8 am, not 1 pm when i am waking up). The TV will be on and i will watch some sports with my mouth slightly open before i drag my body into the room where the laptop is already, amazingly, turned on and waiting for me to click. Thats it really. Unless there was an urgent need (this needs no explanation), i would not leave the comfort of my chair and my room.

OK, i admit there was exaggeration at some parts but you get the idea. I love staying indoors now, which is due to the fact i have been going out of house too much the past few months. Studying like a worm in my room feels like a real holiday. Pretty sucky, you may think. But i do what i deem fit (or fat, haha).

There is a routine of some sort. I wake up every day (notice i avoid typing morning cause i dun wake at mornings anymore usually) and the first thing i do, other than opening my eyes, is to switch on my trusty tablet. It has become a habit. Bad or good, you decide. I read somewhere that if you do the same thing for 21 days constantly, it will become a habit. Meaning if you wake up every morn and do ONE (yes just one) physics qn, straight for 21 days, you will find it easier as time go by. Somehow, your mind will force your body to react to the stimulus, devour it and configure it until it becomes auto-pilot. This is certainly food for thought. Now you wonder why you cant stop gossiping about your friends, you've been doing it constantly for 21 days thats why!

Sometimes, you have to take some measures to correct bad habits. Visualization helps. A lot. Now what i am saying here is not imagining YOU and your CRUSH walking down ORCHARD ROAD SHARING an ICE-CREAM...






STOP






Admit to yourself now. Did you have that scene flashing through your mind for a split second? 99% of people would say yes. The other 1% is lying. This is the power of words as influence. It makes you create images, illusions, in your mind. Words influences visualization and sometimes such visualizations can be detrimental. Imaging your mind would be a better way to phrase it. You may also prefer Fantasizing. I dont wanna bore you with the technical terms behind it, hell i am not even a pro in it. Is it amazing how i just expand the map in your mind? =)

Thats not the visualizations i wanted to bring across. I wanted to bring across the part of visualization where you just close your eyes and think of doing the stuff you do not like to do. (c'mon its not that hard right. Physics, chem, maths..) Keep thinking.
NOW! change your visualizations to doing things you love to do. Remember that feeling and replay the images you had in your mind when you were thinking about the stuff you do not like to do.

The results differ from individual to individual. Usually, the mind is just not fast enough to assign the correct feelings to the correct images. Using this technique can make you feel better and more focused at times.

If it doesnt work, sorry, just treat me like a blabbering fool. That might work!

Man this has been one of the craziest and longest post i've written for a long time. I sincerely hope you wont bookmark this page and name "rambling geek who thinks too much blog". But if you really have the urge to do it, go ahead, i wont be angry.

I promise.

Really.

=), till next time.

P.S. I like this post, its one of my most truthful ones. I'm not saying the prev ones arent truthful though. Peace out, i love you all readers.

1 vs the world

Howdy, i realised the human mind isn't that strong after all. Before anyone of you tries to come up with any feeble arguments, i shall state my reasons behind that groundbreaking, nature-defying statement:
1. You cant do two things at the same time. Yes, that means playing your psp while trying to demystify organic chem.
2. Its not possible to concentrate fully on organic chem even though the psp is off.
3. It keeps auto focussing on psp.
4. Organic chem's not going in.
5. psp

Theres that. 5 reasons that will blow the feet off any skeptics who feels that the mind is a powerful too. Shame on you, skeptics, convinced?

Just in case all of you are thinking i have been mugging my guts out, i am pleased to inform you that it has NOT been the case. Then again, some of you will think i am trying to play mind games here, which is claiming that i havent been mugging hard while mugging till half my hair is shiny white as if i used Darlie.

Whatever the case, be afraid. Be very afraid.

...


NOT.

On the arsenal side. There hasnt been any solid news. However, this dude with a cool name Thomas Vermelean is on the verge of joining Arsenal, it seems. There's no smoke without fire and its a god damn forest fire this time. It is almost certainly done deal. I cant wait.
The silly season is starting soon. In no time, Arsenal's gonna be linked to all kinds of players from micah richards to Lee Hsien Loong himself. Rumors are going that I will be replacing Carlos Vela as the next Henry.

Or is it Fabregas? Argh, cant rmb... all.. those... rumors....

Its a lil dry today. Yeap, both the blogpost and the weather. Drink more water, my friend.

And i'll see you again tmr, i hope.

I will serve my nation

howdy, even though i am not 100% fit to serve the nation =(.

Had medical screening and all today and turns out my heart has got some issue which i have to go to the hospital to do a more thorough check-up to confirm. Darn it, must be cause of too many heart-to-heart talks. =(

Talking about this makes my heart feels a lil uncomfy right now. Xin li zuo yong, as they would put it. No matter what, i'm gonna be PES C or below i think, due to my darn flat feet. Maybe i am born to do slack work!

Or maybe... there is a greater calling for me. Such as stapling documents in some air con room, i think. Wow.

Hope my heart is okay man. Not that i am super worried about it now. If you were one of those who have broken my heart, its okay... dun feel guilty =) (Reverse psychology working here..) Heartbreaks are destroying my poor heart! =(

AHh dont worry. My heart will go on. I think.

Dont wanna miss a thing

Howdy, yes thats right. I dont wanna miss a thing.

Especially when its about maths, chem, phy, econs, GP revision.

I am pleased, blog, to inform you that i have broken free. Seemingly, my writer's block, or rather blogger block, has appeared to disappear miraculously. Heres an excerpt of what i wrote on quan's blog:

I have the urge to announce to everyone that i have broken free from my writer's block, otherwise known as blogger's block, a potent mix of sheer laziness and lack of inspiration which have since been the stumbling blocks of many bloggers around the globe. But like all great bloggers do, i have broken free from that and now i stand here before all you people, proud and head high, to bring you this piece of utter masterpiece.

Yea, on hindsight, i was probably a little delirious that day to type that out. Please do not feel alien, dear blog, i just felt compelled to guest blog for others since they asked me, and you do know being the kind soul i am....

Life's pretty much good. Its eventful and full of surprises and twists. Maybe this is the way how life should be lived. Or maybe some of you out there may choose to disagree. Growing up is a huge struggle, no doubt, its probably how you face the life in front of you that determines the extent of struggleness(i made it up, googling it doesnt help) of life. You win some, you lose some and sometimes reality just smacks right in your face, rendering you unrecognizable. Yes with that i mean even your mother would not recognise you. However, its all boils down to how you wanna go about managing these painful moments(so to speak), so you really do have a say in your own life afterall. Complicated ain't it? Please fret not if you have failed to comprehend what i have just written, its not really making much sense.

But! If you somehow manage to decipher that massive wall of gibberish i just written, good for you. You have one step closer to understanding what i feel and what i think and i salute you. It takes skill to make logic out of nonsense. Complicated stuff.

Such is life. Seriously.

Revision is going kinda not bad. Considering this is the 5th day of my holidays. Its always during holidays where i find the inspiration to blog and actually bullcrap something out. I suspect this is linked to the fact that i get plenty of sleep (oh sweet jesus, sleep!) everyday and i actually have a clear mind to sit in front of this old and trusty tablet and blog stuff which i dun even know if its being read by others.

But thats blogging aint it, you type for the sake of typing. Fantastic way to expend your creativity if you ask me. Where else can you type nonsense for free and still have people read the crap you type?

Some juicy arsenal news then...
There are none. Other than the article which make me think that Tony Adams has gone a little bonkers. Not gonna link here. Find it yourself.

Friends rock my life. Seriously cannot imagine my life without my buddies and pals and all. Maybe... Maybe with Samsung, its not that hard to imagine.

OK! Poor attempt to make a joke. Shall try harder next time.

Till tomorrow. I guess

Too much love can kill you

howdy dear blog. I have exercised since one gazillion years ago and i feel good. I feel some of my fitness back alr and which means bagus!

Chelsea came from behind to defeat everton 2-1 minutes ago. It should have been arsenal winning 7-0 against everton. I wouldn't mind an arsenal chelsea final though. Cesc would pick the ball after sliding through lampard legs, den he send a missile to nasri who control and kills the flying ball with one touch. He does the tooky tooky and he turns the ball around. Thats what its all about. OK, den he does the marseille roulette and bamboozles essien completely, who kicked his own leg and dive, earning a red card.

Nasri then adroitly dribbles the ball into the left side of the field where a familiar face, f***face, waiting eagerly to tackle the ball. Yes you've guessed it! Cashley! He charges forward then out of nowhere kolo toure spears him down and bendtner stomp on his face using his pink boots until blood dyes the boot till its red. But like a cockroach, cashley wont die but without his face, he manages to kick the ball towards cech, who was adjusting his headgear, who then catches the ball but was shocked to see cashley disfigured face and falls to the net with the ball.

Final score: Arsenal 1 - 0 Chelsea

Ahh its always to have a dream or two right?

Speaking of Arsenal, i really hope the team can step up a notch or two next season. It hurts to see them fail every season. Always so close yet so far. Just heart wrenching stuff. God knows why i am so in love with Arsenal.

Maybe it has to do with their sexy red and white jerseys. hmm i dunno.

Holidays have started and i need to study. I am sad to inform all of you that my writer's block haven totally recovered. =( But its recovering i guess. Hope i can start to type something more decent out soon.

In the meanwhile, enjoy chapter 1 of "The Total Destruction Of Cashley Cole"

*Scroll up to read*

=)

Dont stop me now

Howdy, i am going some crazy queen craze. Queen is a band from the 70s if you didn't know, you ignoramus. Google them. I think youtube is seriously one of the best creation in man's history, all the bon jovi and queen live concerts. They are simply breathtaking.

Gah, i love oldies too much. Dont know if its just me or are singers nowadays getting more stale and unoriginal? I think i just prefer my type of songs, nothing wrong with that right. I secretly wish i can perform as good as them live, but you know wishes don't always come through. =(

Thank god i have my bathroom as my stage.

Time flies and i'm stepping down as EXCO soon. Its been a fruitful 1year plus as vice chair. The advice my prev chairperson gave me still rings in my head : "its gonna be an interesting experience". Hell, its more than that. Think my EXCO term really allowed me to discover myself more, understand both my flaws and strengths. You don't get this kind of experience anywhere, anyhow. Its once in a lifetime and i'm glad i've managed to be part of this amazing exco, despite our inherent flaws and whatnots. I'm both glad and sad to see the back of my exco term. Mixed feelings, you either love em or hate em hah.

I sincerely hope the future batch can do better than us. I believe its likely. Hopefully, i have been some sort of positive influence to my juniors. Its always nice to see people change for the better.
Seems like i have a lot to say about my term but just cant get the words right, i'm having some sort of writer block and it sucks. Haha, i shall leave it till nxt time then. Perhaps a private entry for my own reading.

I'm barely left with half a year with my school, my class and all my school mates. Time and tide seriously wait for no man and A's comin up. ooo. exciting stuff. You wouldn't believe me if i say now i have lots in my head i wanna type out but i just dunno how to go about doing it.

Its frustrating when i get this sort of writer block thing. haha.

Sorry this hasn't been a gd post dear blog. i'll try harder nxt time after i get some inspiration.

I want to break free

champions

howdy, man utd are champions of england which means that everything sucks big time now. OK not really, at least man utd are worthy champions. Didn't watch the 0-0 at The Shitholetm Not really worth my time anyway.
I was busy bbqing with my relatives, awww, fun!


Saturday was hotdogs sucking and time-wasting shopping with B. Everything is so expensive and we didn't buy anything (which was expected). I even resisted myself from buying a cup of slurpee which costs 1.80 right now. 1.80! Thats one and 4/5 of a ikea hotdog.


Adebayor seems to be 'injured'. So i can safely presume he will bring his injury to AC milan or wadeva and the injury would miraculously disappear like how people in debts usually do. No one will shed a tear for you ade! (maybe eboue, or maybe even cesc. Tears of joy)


One more game left in the season and tt would be 3 months of rubbish and absolutely no shit until emirates cup kick off and we welcome BPL again. I hope wenger pulls rabbits out of his magic hat (no not literally of course u dumb) and buy some real quality. Clowns like sylvest and hmm i dunno, diaby? should be removed if required. Its gonna be a few busy months of crazy transfer talk so maybe i will blog more frequently hmm...


Anyway, i got myself a backpack at long last. Hope it lasts, my shoulders are aching from slinging too much sling bag.


Before the last game! Come on you gunners!

pain? illusion?

howdy, blog. I am hurting.

My entire body aches from my hair all the way to the lil blue black in my toe. i have stiff neck, aching back, injured knee, tired arms, splitting headaches. Have i broken the record for having all sorts of problems at one go?

I'm having trouble staying awake. And that is even though i am sleeping way a lot than i normally do. This had gotta be sign from my body(strong!) and i gotta take a break from all my activities. I wonder if i can get a 10 days MC for all these.

Right now, my headache has shifted from left to right and i have trouble with my ear also. I believe its a muscular problem but i cant so sure.

For once, pain does not feel like an illusion.

I am tired. Pain, get out off my life for a few moments? please?

Gimme a kitkat

da bum

jw is a bum. :D

Deserved winners, deserved losers

Howdy, as it seems man utd defeated Arsenal in the UCL 3-1, and as much as i wanna complain about we didn't deserve to lose or crap like that, no, we DID deserved to lose. Big time. hah

The only consolation for the day was that man utd spared me the extra sleep time as i was able to go back to my slumber by the time the third goal went in.

As an arsenal fan, it was disappointing and it sucks a lot to see your favourite team lose, no, humiliated in front of your home crowd. It seems almost impossible now to shake off those images of gibbs skidding around in roller blades and park got the luck of the bounce to sweep it home. Then the diver's 40 yard freekick effort which almunia should have (i really mean it) punt it out.

2-0 down in 10 min. It was over, really.

I was expecting a super fightback. To score 4 goals against man utd in 80 min would be equivalent to nailing an agar agar on a tree, or eating a baseball bat or.. you get the drift. We never really got going, i barely even see cesc doing anything. Ade was abysmal, like seriously. I cant and don't wanna comment on any of the other players because there really isn't a need to.

We have nothing to play for this season. 4th place is confirmed and we are just chasing for 3rd place, which would mean automatic advancement for next season's UCL. Thats definitely something to chase for.

For now, wenger must rethink his plan. His years of transition for the team is over, the fans wont buy it anymore. 4 years without a trophy and something's gotta give. We've seen how an experienced player can improve the squad in Arshavin and i still believe the spine of the team is there. I say keep our best players, remove the ones that should be removed, get in a good central defensive mid, good central defender and we can see ourselves in glory next season.

If you somehow think i am rubbishing, then so be it. Wenger's actions in the off season will prove his worth, and the team's, once and for all.

We want to shut the doubters up, but for now, let them criticise. They will eat their words in time to come.

In arsene we trust.

Dear blog

howdy, i am trembling with anticipation.

1-0 down to man utd at OT. Home game, UCL semis leg 2 to start in 3 hrs and 45 min.

Arsenal arsenal arsenal...

C'mon you gunners!

P.S. Really do not know what to say because words cant explain the anticipation now. woohoo. I promise a huge post after the match. Be it an Arsenal win or man utd win

There can only be one

Howdy, cesc gunned down boro with 2 goals and thats that, really. Boro do not look like a team fighting for relegation at all, no fight no desire. They are going down.

Who cares about the riverside when we have Old Trafford coming up in one day. YES! ONE DAY. To be frank, you would have to kill me to prevent me from actually not watch the match. I get shivers just by thinking what will happen in the 1st leg on tmr!

I have no idea what to blog. I want arsenal to go through. Only one team can go to rome and lift the trophy.

Let it be Arsenal.

C'mon you gunners!

a disappointing defeat but theres no time for self pity

howdy, watching drogba scoring the goal to make it 2-1 to chelsea was heartwrenching. It was a match that, i assume, most arsenal fans would want us to win as the FA cup really feel like the most realistic chance for any silverware this season.

But what wenger did was baffling. with that, i mean mind-blowing.

he claimed to have 'rested' song. c'mon, song is having the best form of his short career now and i bet he must have been dying to play that game but to leave him on the bench and change to denilson and diaby, with the latter not played for a month now, was just plain puzzling. To assume that he rested song for the liverpool game would only mean that wenger is still delusional that arsenal can still win the lge.

Or maybe he wanted to protect the 4th place and push for 3rd. No one knows whats going on in the mysterios mind of monsieur wenger.

BUT, to place arshavin on the bench was a complete rubbish decision. I bet the man himself must have thought what the hell did i do wrong to be on a bench in the semi finals.

He was on the bench with nasri, that was crazy. 2 of our most influential midfielders, on the bench, vs chelsea, fa cup semi finals.

How many times would arshavin play in a fa cup semi final? probably 0 if wenger does what he did ytd. Arshavin is the player to change the game. He was fresh, no ucl duty, hungry to impress his own national coach and wenger places diaby.

It was stupid. Plain utter dumbness.

The goals were conceded due to shocking goalkeeping mistakes. I blame fabianski for the goals but i would blame wenger for the defeat. Wenger seldom make the wrong decisions but he definitely lost it last night.

However, with that, i do not mean that i want wenger out of the team. I am still 100% behind that man and i still believe he will bring us to glory. Perhaps a better explanation can be given for his actions by him himself.

Hope is not all lost. There is champions league to play for. This season can still prove to be a successful one. The young ones will learn, hopefully, and come back stronger. I still believe with an added defender and midfielder, we can win the double or even treble nxt season.

Youngsters like gibbs, ramsey and fabianski have to be given more time. The worrying players are denilson and diaby because they simply are not arsenal material. If they can really grow and become arsenal greats in the future, then i will gladly eat my words.

This has been a fairly analytical post, and a calm and clear headed one at that. Yes i am disappointed but i believe something great is happening. C'mon you gunners!

am i seeing legends in the making?

howdy we are through to the semis. It was just a little, just a little, (ok maybe more than a little) easier than what i initially expected. I did expect arsenal to go through though and they did, with style.

The emirates crowd was brilliant and i love watching european ties in the some unearthly hour like 3 am. Theo was not human, he was imbatic god like. Capdevila(sp?) couldn't cope with him, simply because he couldn't get anywhere near the man. So 10 minutes into the game and comrade eboue released a ball to cap cesc and he did, not sure if he wanted it that way but hes assist king so i shall give him benefit of the doubt, a superb cheeky flick-on and then it was theo, the ball, the keeper and the back of the net.

Theo took the ball with one touch and to be fair to the villarreal keeper, he charged out very fast. I was thinking "sidestep tt fool!" but theo just continued straight and kicked the ball into the air. Its crazy to watch at the angle the tv was showing cause the ball seemed to be floating out but as soon as the ball dipped suddenly into the side corner, theopedo has wheeled off to the supporters not unlike a certain number 14 in the past.

Cometh the hour, cometh the man.

1-0 up. 2-1 on aggregate. We were in control.

The subsequent 35 min only proved that we were in total control, and despite the occasional attacks they threw at us, arsenal defence (makeshift btw) proved to be sturdy. I could have sworn i was hell nervous at this moment. Thankfully the half time whistle came and went and it was second half.

Arsenal were starting to look more vulnerable, we were allowing them to play us at our own game. Then who else but the togonator scored once more.

Cesc did an inspiring header to rvp who danced around the defence like a seasoned ballet dancer before unleashing a perfect through ball to ade who took a perfect touch and finished with the outside of his foot as if it was training. Watch this goal on the replay and you can see just how much movement arsenal players make around the box. Surely you cant blame the villarreal from being bamboozled.

Obviously, our attack was a class above their defence.

Before long, comrade picked up a ball and released a fine through ball to theopedo. It is worth noting that eboue was simply brilliant throughout the game. Theo took it wide and decided to check back when some goon defender went in for a sliding tackle. Whistle. Penalty. A different goon protested. red card. rvp step out. a huge breath. a massive left foot. 3-0.

The penalty looked harsh on tv but the replay certainly showed there was contact.

3-0 and game over. Arsenal are through to the semis for the second time in wenger's proud 11 years. It effing man utd next btw.

This was probably the best and most matured performance i've seen from the gunners for quite some time. They seem to be in flying form and surely they can bring this good form to wembley this saturday and gun down the russian-money-plaything.

The players were fantastic. Fabianski was spot on in his decisions. Sylvester was actually good! Song is now evolving like a pokemon to some level 238453 monster and gibbs hardly put a foot wrong. Captain Cesc and Co gives me the feeling that i am watching legends being born. Lets hope i am right.

I am proud of the gunners and i love arsenal.

By far the greatest team the world has ever seen.

soccer makes the world go round

howdy, i was blessed with good, amazing, just brilliant soccer the previous wkend. The round round thing was the best thing this week, no doubt.

Hah i have almost forgotten the joy of playing soccer and its coming back, soccer is FTW. Like seriously.

Street was on good friday and boy it was good (friday! lame go away). Cant rmb i was ole and was oled how many times. I do rmb scoring a rather good strike from half line to the top corner. But its just 1 goal, B smacked in goals for free from all sort of angles.

Soccer at B park was great. poked in 2 goals plus i learn how to make a Frisbee swerve back or swerve to your target. Yes, who says one cant play soccer and frisbee at the same time, hmph.

And i managed to get some studying underway. This is a good week for me.

Arsenal drew Villarreal 1-1 at the madrigal and i'm salivating at the prospect of watching them going thru to the semis on wednesday. *drools*. 4-1 at Wigan wasn't too shabby either, though we suffered a stunted start, the second half performance was a joy to behold. I'm loving Arshavin alr. But duh, cesc is still the <3.

Not gonna act like some bimbotic girl supporter who support for the sake of individuals. I love arsenal, and passion is forever. Hopefully they can keep the run going, i dread the prospect of silves playing in the central defence. BUT again, in arsene we trust, in arsene we trust......

Ohhhhhhhh (haven said this for damn long time!)
C'MON YOU GUNNERS!

Indifference

Howdy, nationals wasn't all that satisfying. Considering the fact i underperformed badly and let the whole team, no wait, whole club down. Not gonna be emo about this, guess i gotta grow through this pain.

I'm waiting for arsenal match to arrive in 3h and 30 min. Its the only thing that injects some enthusiasm in the life i am living right now. No, please do not think i am getting emo. eh i said please. I need some fun right now, like now.

The only problem is i also feel like just lying on the bed and laze around.

And i have lots of tutorials to catch up.

Whats this happening now?

i'm loving angels instead

running out of luck

Howdy, after that superbly abrupt post made by my sister last time round, and to prevent any of my readers to think that i am in perpetual emoland, i'm not too affected by my results now. Cant say i wasn't affected but to feel prolonged emoness after scoring badly is totally rubbish to me. I sincerely blame Arsenal, my laptop, itunes, msn and my ever-comfortable table for my fiasco in the CTs.

Maybe those tom n jerry crackers too, which made me sick everytime i eat more than 1 packet.

and last but not least, my laziness and inaptitude. You can't expect to pay peanuts and get abalone in return. I do feel that i have put in a considerable amount of effort this time round hence the gutted feeling i had for a few hrs after i received those horrible grades. (Oh i have 2 S'es btw. And 1 A too, so ASS for now) It just seems to be i am paying 20 million bucks in order to get back 20 million worth of goods, but i didn't really check the currency and i ended up paying 20 million rupees for 20 million USD goods, therefore i ended falling short by a lot.

Complicating analogy, i agree. To make it sound more unjingwei-like, i simply mean i have to do more than what i believe i should do in order to get better grades. I love beating around the bush.

I just did an IQ test and i managed a mere 140. Does IQ determine how far a man can go in his future? Or does other factors play a huge part? I'm definitely not as smart as i think i am, i mean, how clever can a boy who'd rather watch arsenal then study for exams? (oops, i don't do that often, its just on special occasions) they say 140 means u are an intellectual but i certainly do not feel like one... hmm i am starting to doubt the accuracy of online test.

Especially when teng can score 146! Something is definitely wrong...

Kidding!

Today is saturday and someday i'll be saturday night.

Its always darkest just before it goes pitch black.

my brother is depressed

):

Slumdog millionaire

Howdy, this is indeed a rare occasion. I thought i wouldn't have time to use the comp but i actually had! Like duh right.

Today is THE ONLY DAY i do not have trainings until some crazy 3 am. (kidding! 9.30 pm the latest) and today jus happened to be half day so for once, and for a very long time, it was rocks to be me. I remember jus lying on the sofa in the range at 650 and waking up some 40 min later. I even had 2 dreams during that period of time. This explains why i was so damn tired the whole day today.

Then there was the usual ARC admin work to do. The usual class outing and this time we went town. So its cool stuff altogether. Swensens (again woohoo) was fine and slumdog millionaire with the class was simply superb. I've not watched a movie for damn long and i wasn't disappointed at all with this one. Its just mind-blowing action. Go watch it if you haven. Don't miss out too much alot in life you know.

and also support arsenal if you haven, duh.

Good movies are <3 and being able to take naps are <3 ^ 2.

have a gd week ahead my frens.

we're invincible

Howdy, its been a no-lifeing 5 days.

All i can remember from these 5 days are pellets, grips, shooting hell lots of 8s, some 9s and the occasional 10s. Training everyday is tiring and fun at the same time.

But i wont go into any detail about training, am too tired to recall. but what has been brightening up my life is arsenal!

2-1 against Hull crap City. into semis of FA Cup, ready to slay chelsea. hell yea.

4-0 nice and comfortable against blackburn. Villa just had to lose against our hated sp*rs. Arsenal sitting at fourth place on goal difference. Sweet.

This post has been delayed for 2 more days...

Yea, now that even man utd has stuttered. Arsenal remained high-flying form by winning newcastle, whom i believe will be found languishing in the championship next season, with a comfortable 3 goals to 1. Great.

Oh, chelsea lost too. what a wonderful world.

Sunday is a real lazy day, i guess. Even when theres no rain and all, and its school reopening tmr. I'm too numb from training to be excited for school. wait, i've been going to school on all 5 weekdays, whats the real difference anyway? Gonna be hell tiring for the next 2 weeks, safra trngs after school everyday. EVERYDAY. I''m expecting myself to reach home at around 9 or 10+ every single day. sweet.

We probably be taking our results back too so its %*&%#^ soon. I shall try to break my personal best of 4 Es and 1 Cs. What a daunting task man.

I apologise for this sloppy post but i hope you can sense the weariness and tiredness in my words. I sincerely say sorry if this post does not entertain you but i do have a recommendation.

Watch Russell Peters, brown and white. (or something liddat) my teammates are going crazy over it.

If that still does not satisfy you, then i have 4 words for u. You guessed it. uhhuh.

STBY

Tough times don't last, tough men do.

summary

howdy, a quickie one today *act cuteszxzx*

1. I love stayovers with teng and quan. they rock my life.
2. arsenal rocks my life ^ 2
3. Shooting pistol and how to shoot betta is in my mind everyday argh.
4. not saying thats a bad thing though
5. I like holidays where i can get enough sleep.
6. i am looking forward to schl. No really.
7. MJ therapy is seriously needed.
8. I cut my hair short, something i haven done for a few months.
9. it actually feels good
10. i miss my friends. awww.
11. i am looking forward to nationals.
12. even the best fall down sometime
13. thats right i am listening to a song now.
14. Number of theo walcott. Arsenal ftw

Gunners ftw

Sunday morning

Howdy, i love sunday and saturday mornings.(That is, if i don't have to wake at 6 am to go school!) I usually wake at around nine and it always feel so good. You always seem like you have the entire day in control, and you wish that time will stay still while u watch OKTO on your tv and sipping on hot coffee and eating curry puffs.

Then the clock will slowly but surely tick its way to around 12 pm, then suddenly it feels like the day is gonna be out of your control. You start to feel anxious about what you will do later if the noon, or rather what you will not do. Then you think of tomorrow. Monday. Blues. Gulps.

Yet, in the midst of the panic attack, you usually manage to calm down and gather your thoughts. So you go over the computer and you click on blogger. And you type a whole long post on sunday mornings.

Its 12.05 now. Its a typical sunday morning.

Life's good.

there is hope

howdy, arsenal has been given a lifeline. From a potential 8 pts gap to just 3 pointsssss. Football can be so unpredictable. Yes, even as unpredictable as your very own chem teacher.

And there is hope for CTs. Of course there is, if not i would not even try to study at all. i cant really bring myself to say i am very prepared for CTs. or even prepared at the least.

I feel very well these days. Both physically and mentally. (spiritually? arsenally?) Arsenal's winning and everyone's mugging and training has been more enjoyable too. Relishing the opportunity to help the club in both the backstage scenes as well as up ahead, right at the firing line, literally. Thankful for the chances i've been given.

And most importantly, i'm thankful to my classmates and friends who made my life much more interesting and fun.

You know its one of those rainy days where u play songs like 'always' and u start thinking about stuff. Its 12.12 am and i'm dizzy and all so please forgive me if you cant tahan all this mushies, which is very different from what this blog usually spits out.

Welcome to wherever you are, my friend

Arsenal

This will be all about the club i love and adore so much.

http://www.oleole.com/blogs/arseblog

He got it all spot on. Everything i wanted to say.

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I've watched half of the games tonight. It makes an arsenal fan depressed, no, more depressed. Why is it that most central midfields in the BPL are so committed and so lively compared to arsenal's? Some of them don't even earn half the pay the arsenal players are earning yet they work tirelessly for their clubs. What happened to the days where even after we lost, we could still say 'yes we tried our best'?

The problem with arsenal players now is their effort, or rather the lack of. Fans are very fickle minded but not all of us are cock-eyed crap. We do have eyes to witness for ourselves who is trying hard and who isn't. The entire arsenal lacks the attitude, the extra 10%.

What i do hope is that wenger sees this now and not give excuses on why we are in such a predicament. I still believe he is the man to bring us back to the top, the highest, once again. Top 4 may elude us, we may not be playing in europe next season, we may be knocked out of all competitions but they will not bring the Arsenal down.

Not the Arsenal i love and support.

Keep going you gunners

*oh fuck, aston villa just scored*

3 pm and the rain is falling

howdy blog, i have no idea wads keeping me from studying. No, seriously.

And i aint a fan of trademark.

My luck these days has been totally, let me find the word. Bad. Terrible, horrible. In fact, i think i am so unlucky i can trip over a chordless phone or maybe even fall asleep while walking and bump into some fat dude or big pole. I actually didn't miss my stop just now even though i was salivating on the bus while dozing off, literally. Literally meaning the salivating part duh. cant stop typing gibberish darn.

And i should have gotten a free NUM bag today. even though i disliked the design and all.

Arsenal is the only thing left in my miserable life to be excited about. i guess. Perhaps there are others but i cant seem to feel any excitement. Hold on, arsenal is making me sad now too now that i think of the recent draws and injuries and accidents and EBOUE.

Lets sleep all the gloominess away.

*prays i wouldn't fall off the bed while slping*

LG, no matter how sucky things may be, LG.

not good enough yet again

howdy, things alws seem to screw up after arsenal screwed up.

Today's soccer was well, non existent. The rain had to come of all days and they have to cancel while i am on the bus. Puuurfect. Thats 4 hrs of potential mugging (gasps!Mugger dog!) or 4 hrs of potential nap time gone. Traded for 4 hrs of fun and games with the teng.

Thats my life. Thats how i usually live it.

Arsenal does not deserve to be fourth. This is coming from an arsenal fan. A true one. (i think i am a true arsenal fan).

Not good enough simply means you aren't good enough.

It applies a lot to life...

Are you good enough?

Give me a goal. No, give me 2. 3, 4, 5...

Howdy, it is half time now for the arsenal vs sunderland game. Great stuff from the owly one, i remain that any half fit cock shit player can be better than a top form eboue. I'm starting to really dislike eboue. Maybe hate. hmmm

No wait, this shldn't be abt that kukubird, its all about Arshavin now! He looks like frodo on the pitch but he plays like frodo. With the one ring of course. Invisible, agility and all that crap. Ooo russian roulette.

Arsenal has perhaps one the weakest central midfields, i feel. Song+Denilson may become world beaters one day, just like how i may become the president cum PM of Singapore one day. The potential is there but we don't know how its gonna go right? (yes, i have potential too.) We need the cesc. The Cesc FTW

Match not over yet, still boring 0-0, we need the win. Aston villa was defeated by chelsea rightly so too. Second half beckons.

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fuck.

Gimme a goal

Gimme a goal

sio chu lai

howdy, this is a burning out period.

I'm sorry i neglected you my dear blog but the truth is i cant dig out the time nor have the inspiration to write something meaningful on this blog.

That being said, however, today is a very special day! =) It marks the return of the almighty crozillian, gwahahhaa. Yes its him, the guy who broke his leg by fucktaylor in february last year and now hes back, with a bang. No wait, 2 bangs =P. 4-0 to the gunners against cardiff. Oh yes, you can say its just cardiff but its been some time that we've performed so convincingly and stuff so hopefully things will turn for the better.

Ah Aston Villa was knocked out. Yea. Uh huh. shiokness.

Ahhh arsenal fans can be so fickle-minded right? =) Finally smth to brighten up my life after all these crazy days. There are so many things happening to me and around me at the same time that i think i have to stop blogging. Like about now....