Nihilist Bear
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heh, cool man.
Sunday, May 25, 2003
have maths exam tmr. hate maths. HATE maths.
looking forward to next week. no, i take that back... want do i have in june? band. man, everywhere i turn it seems i have things im sick of doing: choir, band, school.
*excuse me while i psycho myself* im 15 years old, got my whole life in front of me. i want to take up tap dancing, archery, the violin, learn german, visit egypt, new zealand, russia.
and i would forfeit all that, if i only i could game again.
looking forward to next week. no, i take that back... want do i have in june? band. man, everywhere i turn it seems i have things im sick of doing: choir, band, school.
*excuse me while i psycho myself* im 15 years old, got my whole life in front of me. i want to take up tap dancing, archery, the violin, learn german, visit egypt, new zealand, russia.
and i would forfeit all that, if i only i could game again.
Tuesday, May 20, 2003
am feeling v. hot now. damn the southeast monsoon. am melting, no sod that, im evaporating.
linked kathleen, whom i've been friends with for years. known each other since primary god-knows-what. also, she's a zoolander fan! we were sprouting quotes like nobody's business during cat class:
"i have bulimia"
"you mean you can read minds??"
"the essence of wetness is water, and the essence of water, is beauty."
"so, why male models?"
"there's more to being a model than being really, really ridiculously good looking."
"3% fat, 1% brain."
okok, will stop now. for those who have not seen it yet, (it was banned in singapore 'cos zoolander tried to assasinate the malaysian prime minister, so malaysia banned it therefore singapore must follow suit) it is highly recommended!
got rid of columns at the side of the blog, so nothing's wrong with your com or anything. dunno what i'll do next, i like tinkering ard with the html. so if one day you see the thing really really screwed up, im probably working on it.
linked kathleen, whom i've been friends with for years. known each other since primary god-knows-what. also, she's a zoolander fan! we were sprouting quotes like nobody's business during cat class:
"i have bulimia"
"you mean you can read minds??"
"the essence of wetness is water, and the essence of water, is beauty."
"so, why male models?"
"there's more to being a model than being really, really ridiculously good looking."
"3% fat, 1% brain."
okok, will stop now. for those who have not seen it yet, (it was banned in singapore 'cos zoolander tried to assasinate the malaysian prime minister, so malaysia banned it therefore singapore must follow suit) it is highly recommended!
got rid of columns at the side of the blog, so nothing's wrong with your com or anything. dunno what i'll do next, i like tinkering ard with the html. so if one day you see the thing really really screwed up, im probably working on it.
You are Flint Fireforge! Very old, and very
wise, you carry a great knowledge with you, and
also a bit of a temper! You can be moody, and
possibly pessimistic. As a dwarf fighter, you
have a vast knowledge of fighting abilities.
You are Tanis' oldest friend; you care about
all of the heroes of the lance, perhaps
Tasslehoff the most- despite the fact that he
bugs you so much! ^_^ You're just a big sweetie
underneath it all.
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You are Tasslehoff Burrfoot. You are positive,
optimistic and curious as hell. You have a
tendency to forget that you made promises to
people, or if you do remember you convince
yourself they were unaware of a major point in
it. You also tend to "acquire" things
that don't belong to you. According to you,
however, you are not a theif. Unlike many other
Kenders you are loyal to your friends and also
tend to think things through before reacting to
your instinct. You are very gullible and if
someone you know personally tells you something
you believe it. You are very brave and have
only been frightened once, at Shoikan Grove,
hell we don't blame you. We'd piss our pants if
we were there.
Friday, May 16, 2003
HAH! feeling very satisied with meself. for those of you who haven't noticed, my tag board has been screwed up for quite long now, couldn't see half the thing. oddly, it seems that it had looked fine clarissa's com, steph's com as well as the ones in school. everyone else was saying,'what the hell's wrong with it?' i admit, i still have no idea but i tinkered ard with the html, changed a few numbers and voila! the only bad thing is that i seem to be having problems with the cell padding. oh well, better than having unreadable messeges. splendid piece of work, if i may say so myself...
Thursday, May 15, 2003
1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9..10..
i find that i have to do that alot now. let me tell you this, i have a high tolerance level for annoying people. i have lived with 3 of the most annoying people in the world for 14 years.
you may not know it, but i have had up to there *indicates somewhere above head* with you. stop it. just fucking stop it. not one day passes do i not have to endure an annoying self absorbed inane comment from you, you speak like it's a crime that i don't fit into YOUR world. i have to tailor my life around YOURS, i have to do things that suit YOU, i have to listen to how YOUR day went, you don't give a damn about the things I do or the things I'M passionate about. you insult the people i love and care about, you never miss a chance to put me down, rub my face in the ground and always create an opportunity for yourself to annoy me. when you do, you gloat about it.
sometimes i think that if i died tomorrow, you'd complain how difficult it is to get to the funeral and how out of that way it is for YOU. and if you do get there, you’ll look all remorse and sad, just because it's good for YOUR image and 'cos that's one less person for YOU to annoy.
why i don't react? because im not supposed to. as much as i would like to retaliate, i'd get into trouble. i'd probably get grounded and have no pocket money till im 20.
i hate the way you give me that smug look when you prove that YOU'RE right. you singapore bred princess, you think that YOUR views are the only right ones, everyone else is wrong, everyone else has been brought up the wrong way. anyone who tries to argue with you gets a tongue lashing because you're so bloody-minded. you damn well know that some of the things you do irritate the hell outta ME yet do still do it 'cos it's fun for YOU.
do you realise i don’t gave a damn about you or our relationship anymore? im sick of doing what YOU want, sick of being lectured about the so-called ‘immoral’ things i do.
back off. i’ll be afraid if you don’t. im afraid of the things i’d do, for i do not know what they are.
to whoever’s reading this: remember- i don’t have an attitude problem, you have a perception problem.
i find that i have to do that alot now. let me tell you this, i have a high tolerance level for annoying people. i have lived with 3 of the most annoying people in the world for 14 years.
you may not know it, but i have had up to there *indicates somewhere above head* with you. stop it. just fucking stop it. not one day passes do i not have to endure an annoying self absorbed inane comment from you, you speak like it's a crime that i don't fit into YOUR world. i have to tailor my life around YOURS, i have to do things that suit YOU, i have to listen to how YOUR day went, you don't give a damn about the things I do or the things I'M passionate about. you insult the people i love and care about, you never miss a chance to put me down, rub my face in the ground and always create an opportunity for yourself to annoy me. when you do, you gloat about it.
sometimes i think that if i died tomorrow, you'd complain how difficult it is to get to the funeral and how out of that way it is for YOU. and if you do get there, you’ll look all remorse and sad, just because it's good for YOUR image and 'cos that's one less person for YOU to annoy.
why i don't react? because im not supposed to. as much as i would like to retaliate, i'd get into trouble. i'd probably get grounded and have no pocket money till im 20.
i hate the way you give me that smug look when you prove that YOU'RE right. you singapore bred princess, you think that YOUR views are the only right ones, everyone else is wrong, everyone else has been brought up the wrong way. anyone who tries to argue with you gets a tongue lashing because you're so bloody-minded. you damn well know that some of the things you do irritate the hell outta ME yet do still do it 'cos it's fun for YOU.
do you realise i don’t gave a damn about you or our relationship anymore? im sick of doing what YOU want, sick of being lectured about the so-called ‘immoral’ things i do.
back off. i’ll be afraid if you don’t. im afraid of the things i’d do, for i do not know what they are.
to whoever’s reading this: remember- i don’t have an attitude problem, you have a perception problem.
Monday, May 05, 2003
went to united square today with jenny and steph. they wanted to get haircuts and we ended up at... jean yip. hmm, always thought only old aunties went there but hey, they did a pretty decent job. got my hair washed, for fun, for $3. jenny's hair looks absolutely fantastic now and steph looks alot neater. well, there's always tmr.
went to the food court after that to get something to eat. think the place is called oscar's. whatever it is, take my advice and NEVER go there.
a rat fell on stephanie. filthy thing, left all this white residue on her clothes. landed in her food and eventually escaped but she managed to get a new plate of it. the food, i mean. actually feel quite sad for the little bugger, minding it's own business and suddenly it loses it's balance and gets a nasty scare landing on someone. if you've been there, you'll realise that the place doesn't have a proper ceiling, just air vents. oh well, it's probably dead by now.
when we got outta the place, i raised my cup of vanilla-coke to the tiled ceiling, 'all hail coke!' (i live and breathe coke-all types) and said that if a rat fell in through the tiles, i'd sue the place. i mean, what the hell, mutant rats that can phase through ceilings?! jenny jokingly quipped, 'yeah, then we'll have x-rats!'
heh heh. i've got corny friends eh?
oh yes. i am fully aware that my tag board is screwed big time. am going to ask mebe amanda or someone to help me with the thing. well, at least you can, sorta, see the messeges now.
went to the food court after that to get something to eat. think the place is called oscar's. whatever it is, take my advice and NEVER go there.
a rat fell on stephanie. filthy thing, left all this white residue on her clothes. landed in her food and eventually escaped but she managed to get a new plate of it. the food, i mean. actually feel quite sad for the little bugger, minding it's own business and suddenly it loses it's balance and gets a nasty scare landing on someone. if you've been there, you'll realise that the place doesn't have a proper ceiling, just air vents. oh well, it's probably dead by now.
when we got outta the place, i raised my cup of vanilla-coke to the tiled ceiling, 'all hail coke!' (i live and breathe coke-all types) and said that if a rat fell in through the tiles, i'd sue the place. i mean, what the hell, mutant rats that can phase through ceilings?! jenny jokingly quipped, 'yeah, then we'll have x-rats!'
heh heh. i've got corny friends eh?
oh yes. i am fully aware that my tag board is screwed big time. am going to ask mebe amanda or someone to help me with the thing. well, at least you can, sorta, see the messeges now.
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
gotten off neil gaiman's blog. steph, you might not want to take this.
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
| Level | Score |
|---|---|
| Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | Low |
| Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | Very Low |
| Level 2 (Lustful) | Low |
| Level 3 (Gluttonous) | Moderate |
| Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | Low |
| Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | High |
| Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) | Very Low |
| Level 7 (Violent) | Moderate |
| Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | High |
| Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) | Low |
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
gotten off neil gaiman's blog. steph, you might not want to take this.
Sunday, May 04, 2003
You're the smirk,a frown-smile hybrid that's a
little bit cocky and usually associated with
evil or arrogant,but attractive people.You
probably just don't give a damn,but it's
everyone else's fault if you don't because
you're too awesome to have any real faults.
What Kind of Smile are You?
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Friday, May 02, 2003
yay! am very happy today. school library has started to stock Neil Gaiman books!! made a horrible racket in the fiction section. borrowed out neverwhere for jenny, deb got stardust and i took out smoke and mirrors as well as stardust the illustrated one, with Charles Vess, beautiful! also suggested that they get american gods, but then again, these books are new yet they're going down the drain fast, the spines are already cracked, badly... shows the respect some pple have in the school for books.
just dropped by to rant and rejoice. have to go now, getting a bit late. no accounts tmr!!
just dropped by to rant and rejoice. have to go now, getting a bit late. no accounts tmr!!
Sunday, April 27, 2003
A nun asked her class to write notes to God. Here are some of the notes the children handed in:
Dear God: I didn't think orange went with purple until I saw the sunset You made on Tuesday. That was cool.
Dear God: Instead of letting people die and having to make new ones, why don't You just keep the ones You have?
Dear God: Maybe Cain and Abel would not have killed each other so much if they had their own rooms. That's what my Mom did for me and my brother
Dear God: If You watch me in church on Sunday, I'll show You my new shoes.
Dear God: I bet it is very hard for You to love all of everybody in the whole world. There are only 4 people in our family and I'm having a hard time loving all of them.
Dear God: Are You really invisible or is it just a trick?
Dear God: Is it true my father won't get in Heaven if he uses his bowling words in the house?
Dear God: Did You mean for the Giraffe to look like that or was it an accident?
Dear God: Who draws the lines around the countries?
Dear God: Did You really mean "do unto others as they do unto you"? Because if You did, then I'm going to get my brother good.
Dear God: Please send me a pony. I never asked for anything before. You can look it up.
Dear God: You don't have to worry about me; I always look both ways.
Dear God: Of all the people who work for You I like Noah and David the best.
Dear God: I would like to live 900 years just like the guy in the Bible.
Dear God: We read Thomas Edison made light. But in Sunday school they said You did it. So, I bet he stole Your idea.
Dear God: I didn't think orange went with purple until I saw the sunset You made on Tuesday. That was cool.
Dear God: Instead of letting people die and having to make new ones, why don't You just keep the ones You have?
Dear God: Maybe Cain and Abel would not have killed each other so much if they had their own rooms. That's what my Mom did for me and my brother
Dear God: If You watch me in church on Sunday, I'll show You my new shoes.
Dear God: I bet it is very hard for You to love all of everybody in the whole world. There are only 4 people in our family and I'm having a hard time loving all of them.
Dear God: Are You really invisible or is it just a trick?
Dear God: Is it true my father won't get in Heaven if he uses his bowling words in the house?
Dear God: Did You mean for the Giraffe to look like that or was it an accident?
Dear God: Who draws the lines around the countries?
Dear God: Did You really mean "do unto others as they do unto you"? Because if You did, then I'm going to get my brother good.
Dear God: Please send me a pony. I never asked for anything before. You can look it up.
Dear God: You don't have to worry about me; I always look both ways.
Dear God: Of all the people who work for You I like Noah and David the best.
Dear God: I would like to live 900 years just like the guy in the Bible.
Dear God: We read Thomas Edison made light. But in Sunday school they said You did it. So, I bet he stole Your idea.
Wednesday, April 23, 2003
hah! got skin changed and tag board is up. new window pops up when something's posted on it is still in red and black. rather nice so i don't intend to change it anytime soon. might do some more stuff on the html but will have to see first lah.
rather busy. lit, geog and PoA all due on friday. dunno if have time to blog, got lots of things to say though. ok, have to go now...
rather busy. lit, geog and PoA all due on friday. dunno if have time to blog, got lots of things to say though. ok, have to go now...
Tuesday, April 22, 2003
Friday, April 18, 2003
A COPPER Dragon Lies Beneath!
I took the Inner Dragon online quiz and found out I am a Copper Dragon on the inside. My Inner Dragon is the mighty warrior of dragon-kind. It's just that simple. Coppers show up when someone's about to die. Coppers don't mess around, and they don't play evil games like Red Dragons. They don't bother with magic, like Gold Dragons. They exist for a purpose, and they serve it well.
But what sort of a dragon would I be if that really was the whole story? I also like to stomp my enemies, start the occasional war, and spend lazy hours preening my battle aura. My favorable attributes are strength, physical abilities, thriftiness, warmth, and longevity in battle. Just in case some puny human (or conniving Red Dragon) thinks they can get the drop on me, I've got a concealed breath weapon - gigantic masses of Fire. Hey, it's the tried and true way to cook a cow in 0.75 seconds.
Thursday, April 17, 2003
crap, trying to change the layout but the thing won't change!? the html i have on my template is not the one you are looking at right now! what the hell. am getting clarissa to do it for me. goin to add a counter, tag board and a cute shout out thing at the end of every entry. you know, the usual every teenager has. then again, am i normal? do you know many teenagers who have content in their blogs like mine, likes gameing, reads neil gaiman, wants to have blue hair and does not have a wallet the size/weight of a brick?
ok, had PE today, feel disgustingly sticky. have to go bathe and eat dinner. gotta be in church by 5 then having church visiting. let's hope i last the night.
ok, had PE today, feel disgustingly sticky. have to go bathe and eat dinner. gotta be in church by 5 then having church visiting. let's hope i last the night.
Thursday, April 10, 2003
mum suggested that i go out for a morning walk ard the blk. so, walked in the opposite direction i usually do (the bus-stop). have just realised that i've never been there before. how odd, i've been living here for 13 years, it's a relatively small neighbourhood and i don't notice the pple diagonally across the road grow nothing but ferns?
the people i saw were mostly maids, grandmas, joggers... now i know why they come out in the morning. the air's... different. cleaner, cooler and much less humid. really quite pleasent. never noticed this before as have always been holed up in class/band/bed room during these hours.
oh yes, just a note. the time on my blog entries are correct. i really did post at 3 in the morning and it's abt 9 right now. heh heh.
the people i saw were mostly maids, grandmas, joggers... now i know why they come out in the morning. the air's... different. cleaner, cooler and much less humid. really quite pleasent. never noticed this before as have always been holed up in class/band/bed room during these hours.
oh yes, just a note. the time on my blog entries are correct. i really did post at 3 in the morning and it's abt 9 right now. heh heh.
just discovered that there's homework posted on the net. fantastic, 5 damn pages of it as well. it's nearly 3 and im just getting through my bio work. planning to stay up the whole night to get through just my humanity's work. leaving math and poa for tmr when jen and steph come over. hopefully will finish science and heck, sod chinese (if there's any).
not in any condition to write anything readable right now. mind swirling with facts on nutrition. damn bio essay. trying to say how peanut butter sandwiches don't make a well-balanced diet. ok, will perhaps blog again later. so i leave ya'll with more stuff from my folder...
The Good, Bad, Worse...
Bad: Your wife wants a divorce.
Worse: She's a lawyer.
Good: The postman's early.
Bad: He's wearing camos and has an AK-47.
Good: You go to see a strip show.
Bad: Your daughter's the headliner.
Worse: Your wife is on next.
Good: Your husband's exercising.
Bad: So he'll fit in your clothes.
Worse: And he looks better in them than you do.
Good: Your child's "waiting for Mr. Right".
Bad: Your son that is.
Good: Your neighbour exercises in the nude.
Bad: She weighs 350 pounds.
Good: Your wife meets you at the door nude.
Bad: She's coming home.
Good: Your daughter's on the Pill.
Bad: She's eleven.
not in any condition to write anything readable right now. mind swirling with facts on nutrition. damn bio essay. trying to say how peanut butter sandwiches don't make a well-balanced diet. ok, will perhaps blog again later. so i leave ya'll with more stuff from my folder...
The Good, Bad, Worse...
Bad: Your wife wants a divorce.
Worse: She's a lawyer.
Good: The postman's early.
Bad: He's wearing camos and has an AK-47.
Good: You go to see a strip show.
Bad: Your daughter's the headliner.
Worse: Your wife is on next.
Good: Your husband's exercising.
Bad: So he'll fit in your clothes.
Worse: And he looks better in them than you do.
Good: Your child's "waiting for Mr. Right".
Bad: Your son that is.
Good: Your neighbour exercises in the nude.
Bad: She weighs 350 pounds.
Good: Your wife meets you at the door nude.
Bad: She's coming home.
Good: Your daughter's on the Pill.
Bad: She's eleven.
Sunday, April 06, 2003
Thursday, April 03, 2003
If someone has a mid-life crisis while playing hide & seek, does he automatically lose because he can't find himself?
If, instead of talking to your plants, you yelled at them, would they still grow, only to be troubled and insecure?
When sign makers go on strike, is anything written on their picket signs?
Why do they report power outages on TV?
Why do they call it a TV set when you only get one?
Why is it called a "building" when it is already built?
In the bookstore the other day, I saw a book entitled "Sex for Dummies"... Why would someone want to teach dumb people how to reproduce? Aren't there enough of them alive already?
You know how most packages say "Open here". What is the protocol if the package says, "Open somewhere else"?
If you have your finger touching the rear-view mirror that says -- "objects in mirror are closer than they appear", how can that be possible?
Why is it when two planes almost hit each other it is called a "near miss"? Shouldn't it be called a "near hit"?
If, instead of talking to your plants, you yelled at them, would they still grow, only to be troubled and insecure?
When sign makers go on strike, is anything written on their picket signs?
Why do they report power outages on TV?
Why do they call it a TV set when you only get one?
Why is it called a "building" when it is already built?
In the bookstore the other day, I saw a book entitled "Sex for Dummies"... Why would someone want to teach dumb people how to reproduce? Aren't there enough of them alive already?
You know how most packages say "Open here". What is the protocol if the package says, "Open somewhere else"?
If you have your finger touching the rear-view mirror that says -- "objects in mirror are closer than they appear", how can that be possible?
Why is it when two planes almost hit each other it is called a "near miss"? Shouldn't it be called a "near hit"?
