( Thursday, April 17, 2003 10:19 p.m. )
OK this is seriously screwed up, I can't see my own entries anymore. I feel like an impotent stud.
( Tuesday, April 15, 2003 10:38 p.m. )
Heh reminiscing old times. Mouseover for captions.
Heh SX, so sorry.
( Monday, April 14, 2003 12:02 a.m. )
Bovril, Bovril beefs up soups, congees, stews, casseroles...
That's what it says on my bowl. I like the dotdotdots, they build excitement, like we're on the verge of impending doom. "Bovril beefs up soups, congees, stews, casseroles, and PHWOAR APOCALYPSE NOW!". And anyway nobody remembers Bovril anymore, it got closed down after the whole Mad Cow Disease scare.
( Saturday, April 12, 2003 11:48 p.m. )
Is it humanly possible to finish reading a whole Shakespeare text in the space of 48 hours? Apparently my lit teacher aka Madam Cleavage thinks this is well within reason. Anyway, time constraints and delibitating mental stress aside, Measure for Measure is a pretty nifty piece of literature. Angelo is one sick bastard.
I will get new shoes tomorrow. I will get new shoes tomorrow. I will get new shoes tomorrow. I will probably not get new shoes tomorrow.
( Thursday, April 10, 2003 11:28 p.m. )
Woah ho 2 entries in 10 minutes. Who's Mr. Prolific then? Anyway, this is quite funny. From Renyu's blog:
(received by SMS)
Mom: Where are you? What were you talking about putting on car?
Dad: Ha ha, yr mother sent email 2 the wrongson
Also, alot of people are mysteriously getting new layouts. Eh? Eh? You know who you are.
( Thursday, April 10, 2003 11:15 p.m. )
Math lectures are not conducive for the absorbtion of mathematical formulae, equations and the like. The air-conditioning is much too cold, the students are much too rowdy, and the teacher's dress is much too tight. Math lectures are however, conducive for friendly games of bingo and multi-player mayhem three player battleship, namely with Amos, Weiming and Rachel.
Haha me, Renyu, ZY and Loke are going to multi-player mayhem DJ freestyle-remix deathmatch. How fun. Renyu you can eat my f-f-f-ade out.
( Wednesday, April 9, 2003 11:41 p.m. )
Ok, not to be outdone, I too can do movie quotes hohoho.
"Without you, today's emotions would be the scurf of yesterday's"
Sigh...pretentious 'ol me. Interpol have enough moodiness to erm...no analogies seem to be forthcoming here. Yeah and THAT's how moody they are.
audio: Interpol - Obstacle 1
( Tuesday, April 8, 2003 08:17 p.m. )
Here's what I saw on the news today: A levelled building in a residential area, apparently targetted by coalition forces in an attempt to kill Saddam and his sons. While it has not been confirmed whether Saddam was killed, "sources tell [us] that whoever was inside the building is definately dead". Brilliant.
School starts tomorrow.
audio: Interpol - Say Hello to the Angels
( Monday, April 7, 2003 01:01 p.m. )
Also,
R.I.P Leslie Cheung
( Monday, April 7, 2003 12:30 p.m. )
Last night I lay awake in bed from 2.30am to 7.30am before I finally got to sleep. The bloody birds were already singing dammit.
2:30 Ah...time for bed...(little was I to know what was to come)
3:00 I'm not asleep yet, must have been the coffee. Shall read a book (Kundera's "the Joke").
3:45 Well, that's enough reading let's try and get back to sleep shall we?
4:30 I'm not asleep yet. I realise I've been trying to sleep for 2 hours.
5:00 I lie motionless and think about sheep and other fluffy things.
5:30 The back of my eyes start to hurt, like when I watch too many Creed MTVs.
6:00 I do 20 jumping jacks and lie in bed exhausted. I think:"I'm so tired I'll fall asleep now for sure". Hah.
6:12 The coffeshop below my house opens. I can hear people spitting.
7:15 It's light outside. The streetlamps are off.
7:30 This is never going to end. This is never going ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...
( Sunday, April 6, 2003 01:32 a.m. )
Ahhh, a lovely Sunday morning!
For the sake of my loving fans, I am obligated to add an entry today. Er...Kong Guan Biscuits is an internationally reknown brand. Go Go Singapore Brand Power! Apparently you can buy them in Hainan provision shops (according to my very knowledgable albeit drowsy GP teacher). Perhaps Kong Guan was a Hainanese man.
No one reads your blogs if they aren't sensational. Therefore: YINK IS GAY
Just so you'll stop asking. Yes I did take the above picture using a timer on my Dad's digicam (I lost it last year, someone just got $1300 richer).
LINKITY LINK of THE DAY!
( Friday, April 4, 2003 06:47 p.m. )
I woke up one Friday morning and I had a new layout.
