MONSTER [Ver 3]

Sunday, September 19, 2004
THESE ARE CRAZY CRAZY TIMES

On saturday, me n the gang did some crazy shit. We were at the beer garden beside the Queenstown remand prison. Besides looking at a good attacking match between MAn CIty and Crystal Palace, we did some crazy shit. What was meant to be a chill out session, turned into an anything goes fuck shit session. We did everything in a dimly lit carpark = make out spot. With my HOnda, sac's Lancer and ADrian's scrambler, we had some wild fun. Video recording everything we could, if i get the file i'll post it up. Its nothing short of R(A). Guys mooning the camera, sach peeing in a "secluded spot" and probably disturbing a couple nearby. Gonna miss SACH a large thing. All my friends have left overseas studies. Next up would be Adrian and CHokie.

This holiday was quite dreadful to say the least. I stayed at home like pretty much everyday, studied when i was supposed to be resting. At least i gave myself the chance to rejuvenate my body's lost energy. All right, im all psyched up for the 2nd and last lap of sem 3.!!!!!!!! ( Like real). Gonna watch my yi tian tu long ji now
ciaoz.

Music: SAve ferris => Come on eileen

it seeps out// 6:56 PM

Monday, September 06, 2004
Fuck;

Yah that's the only word to describe my day today. We played a rather strange game of football in the morning. The referee was an obstacle, he didn't make the game flow where not even a tackle was made. We lost 4-2 in the end. Everyone's control was bad, the ball was too bouncy, and the referee was bouncy. Well i lost more than that.

I lost my handphone after the match. Dropped by my own admission, picked up by some guy. He picked up my phone don't return never mind (Keeping in mind i would have done the same thing while throwing away the SIM card.), fucking harass Joan somemore. I swore on that spot to break his mother fucking leg. Yes two of them right at the shin area. It's the first time, i lost my phonee for good. => THe feeling really sucks, the trouble......

I have 3 quiz next wk, my HP is gone. Im low on cashflow, luckily i got Jude and Dan offering me their spare phones. ($!#*!(*#@&(*!&() I guess it would be a new beginning for me. Clearing my phone of nos of ppl, who doesn't need my attention and have their own parties. Looking at the bright side of this incident, it's good riddance to bad rubbish.

Methods of mayhem => crash

it seeps out// 1:02 AM

Thursday, September 02, 2004
Spookeed

I was gonna write this entry when i got spooked by my own toilet. The toilet went on by itself and the door was left opened. It was as if someone had made an entry into it before me. When evidently i was the 'only' one at home. I switched off all my lights, strolled coolly to the front door; Opened it, made a dash for the elevator and into the comfort of car. Yes i remember to wear my underwear & t-shirt in the midst of all that stuff. NOw im at home, with hope that the 'entity' will find someone harder to scare. Say my mum? hahah haha ha ha ohno.

Sji still haven't changed abit since the day i left it for good. No, im not
talking about the structure nor the facilities. It's the bond and tradition that had mould the school since the 19th century. Glad we had the SJI is not goin CO-ED thing clarified. I don't want to be goin to the toilet and finding it becoming a make out spot, rather than our masturbation one. Gone will be the days of Colin peeing into the sink; Harold punching out all the mirrors; passing pics of girls from very 'close' schools; camadrie; bondage! My form tutor, Mrs Lajender (mrs large for short, she is absoultely huge +> size) actually looked younger. Her hair was all red, nicely cut and slimmed down like slim 10. ALl the teachers had vague impressions of us, though expectedly they won't clearly remember our names. I went back with shorty ZAK and Sach a large thing => nose. We were perfect racial harmony role models. A mudd, a mungen, and a liar => Indian sneaking around school. Too bad the rest of the class couldn't join us. We have ppl overseas, serving our nation and dying or rotting in some parts of the world. Jeremy Liew is still the slacker that he is, its the face i swear. The first he told ZAk was that becoming a businessman nowadays is useless, he should do something bigger. Something bigger like drug peddling, plus he is a mudd so its expected hahahah.

This sunday we are gonna kick off against Kelvin's Wee estate team. Wish us luck. It will be Qida's farewell match, so au revouir.

it seeps out// 9:49 PM

Spookeed

I was gonna write this entry when i got spooked by my own toilet. The toilet went on by itself and the door was left opened. It was as if someone had made an entry into it before me. When evidently i was the 'only' one at home. I switched off all my lights, strolled coolly to the front door; Opened it, made a dash for the elevator and into the comfort of car. Yes i remember to wear my underwear & t-shirt in the midst of all that stuff. NOw im at home, with hope that the 'entity' will find someone harder to scare. Say my mum? hahah haha ha ha ohno.

Sji still haven't changed abit since the day i left it for good. No, im not
talking about the structure nor the facilities. It's the bond and tradition that had mould the school since the 19th century. Glad we had the SJI is not goin CO-ED thing clarified. I don't want to be goin to the toilet and finding it becoming a make out spot, rather than our masturbation one. Gone will be the days of Colin peeing into the sink; Harold punching out all the mirrors; passing pics of girls from very 'close' schools; camadrie; bondage! My form tutor, Mrs Lajender (mrs large for short, she is absoultely huge +> size) actually looked younger. Her hair was all red, nicely cut and slimmed down like slim 10. ALl the teachers had vague impressions of us, though expectedly they won't clearly remember our names. I went back with shorty ZAK and Sach a large thing => nose. We were perfect racial harmony role models. A mudd, a mungen, and a liar => Indian sneaking around school. Too bad the rest of the class couldn't join us. We have ppl overseas, serving our nation and dying or rotting in some parts of the world. Jeremy Liew is still the slacker that he is, its the face i swear. The first he told ZAk was that becoming a businessman nowadays is useless, he should do something bigger. Something bigger like drug peddling, plus he is a mudd so its expected hahahah.

This sunday we are gonna kick off against Kelvin's Wee estate team. Wish us luck. It will be Qida's farewell match, so au revouir.

it seeps out// 9:49 PM