gbGB- teh bLoG!

Another doodle.

2005-02-24T18:56:00.000+08:00

I don't listen much, in class anyway.

HQ

2005-02-24T17:45:00.000+08:00

Gan,

You are selected. Welcome onboard.

RSM NCC

YES.

More pictures.

2005-02-23T22:46:00.000+08:00

A doodle in math class.

Pictures

2005-02-22T19:15:00.000+08:00


Me and My itachi headband. =P


Asuna, based on Magister Negi Magi, which I am collecting.

Need for Speed

2005-02-22T16:46:00.000+08:00

I now realise why I probably should'nt own a car, much less even a go-kart.

I had the opportunity to play Need For Speed Underground 2 for a couple of hours on Sunday (which completely burned my tests, don't ask. ) I raced against a couple of people, and I began to get really addicted. It is an adrenaline rush to see the speedometer rush up to 200 km/h and then 50 km/h more with a burst of Nitrous. I could see the onrushing cars speeding towards me, but I didn't care. All I wanted to do was to go faster, and faster. (For maximum effect, we drove in maximum traffic conditions in reverse on the road- all the cars were rushing towards us) I was blind to everything except the speedometer and the road ahead. Cars flashed infront of me, and I waited till the last possible second to swerve away, gaining Nitrous Oxide points to BURN on more speed. So the viscious cycle till I was shook out of my stupor when I slammed into a truck. *BOOM* The truck and my car flew into the sky, and it took me a few seconds to re-orientate myself. I remember imagining myself in the driver's seat. I would have died, probably.

Not too long ago during the holidays, the ncc guys and myself were racing at the car-circuit at Escape theme park. Not once did I like step on the brake, and this reckless acceleration led to me aggressively cutting into other people's lanes, which resulted in a serious accident when i was pushed off into a wall. Everything went black, and my chest hurt.

Speed is addictive. I like it.

Nothing has changed

2005-02-16T18:59:00.000+08:00

I'm very, very tired of and sick of NCC HQ.

First they tell me no, then yes, then a resounding no. It's like a huge slap in the face. I mean, seriously. I feel really bad inside, guilt, and remorse. Served TWICE.

In other news, I fell sick. Am unable to continue with training till friday. Damn. The fever was slight compared to other ones exprienced before, didn't feel really bad.

Love, is just another game, for two.

2005-02-06T20:06:00.000+08:00

Wait, ill finished this later.

Halo ITD

2005-02-01T23:45:00.000+08:00

I just watched this clip, called Halo : In too deep. Basically its about all the crazy stuff you can do in halo and its indestructible warthog (yes, :D). These people are seriously crazy, launching like 99999999999999999 miles up into the sky. This level of craziness is not supposed to happen in a game! I tried it myself, and it is INSANE. W00T. Stuffing vehicles where they won't go, stuffing yourself through doors that arn't supposed to open, blowing warthogs up to launch yourself into the sky- MAN.

Anyway, I hope to get NFS 2 Underground. Apparently it is way too cool. Unfortunately the twit of a brother my brother is has decided to get a high fever. Urgh. Must remember to clean out the Xbox when he is done.
Should I get XBox live? Considering my limited gaming time...haiz.

Enough of the gaming already :P. Yongxian, GF of hairy liau, decided to "friend" KC on friendster- of course, her insistence on using flowers as her photo and then a final phot of herself, with the tagline "this is not me" kinda pissed us off :D So we (correction, I) altered the pic, blew it up and uploaded it. w00t. Then Wx came in and saw his gf being used as the com wallpaper and got the greatest shock of his life, with us rolling around in laughter. And apparently she saw it (www.guobin.illusione.com/errbu.bmp - abit obvious, no?) and was uber pissed, so she called KC and shouted at him through da phone. Man. Sorry KC. Ah well, this is the price we pay for fun.

And walau, TTH12gay has inflicted us with his lag disease. I dream, Austin sleeps, TTH lags. So we don't collect any worksheets and I bear the brunt of Austin's post wakeup attacks.

School

2005-01-27T20:01:00.000+08:00

Day by day I drag myself awake and remain a sort of zombie throughout the actual schoolday. Were it not for the laming antics of the people in my class and the ginseng I would have probably fallen long ago. Like Positive Loke Mun Kitt, lol, sleeping everyday next to me. Jan the God next to me also sleeping. I went home after school today, and slept from 2 till now. I hope the sleepgod ackonwlegdes that I have repayed my debt. LOL.

In other news I escaped the school dentist. The female one apparently was some sadist noob who like drilled people till they bled like crazy.

"Gan Guo Bin."
"I got dental appointment next week."
"Okay."

Maybe the dentist got ditched the day before or something.

I hope chinese test goes well.

LL

2005-01-26T20:36:00.000+08:00

Just something I created for fun.

http://www.hcippp.qn.com

Don't kope 'kay? Kiddin.

Lurking in the shadows.

2005-01-22T10:53:00.000+08:00

Hello all who read my blog.

Anyway, the days have passed without much incident, except that my halo 2 playing phase has reached a new, feverish, maniacal pitch. I can't stop myself from waking up at 7am to go zham halo 2 on weekend mornings, on LEGENDARY setting, where the very first firefight would kill you in 2 seconds. After trying legendary I got through Cairo Station on easy without firing a single shot.

xboxlivexboxlive
xboxlive
xboxlive
xboxlivexboxlive
xboxlivexboxlive

kingdomofloathing.com has been productive, to say.

i've waited all my life, to pass this by

42

2005-01-17T17:22:00.000+08:00

42 jogs. 41 left.

Running Around

2005-01-16T23:47:00.000+08:00

Runing around you can't deny, out to door just to lie.

I absolutely love halo 2 and kingdomofloathing. Despite the fact that I am continously late with pictures.

If I do well in term one I will get Xbox Live and NFS Underground 2. Fight!

I'm running every monday and wednesday, 3pm at the track. If interested, gimme a call.

lunge attack

Hello

2005-01-09T18:37:00.000+08:00

I haven't blogged in a long time, sad to say.

http://kingdomofloathing.com has taken over my life.

That aside, training was immensely fun. I'm glad I could render some assistance, no matter how insignificant. After training we had like bonding sessions. BONDing sessions. meh. (meh. meh. I love that word.) Ruiyi had more -41R 7-4\ Lujie, *laugh*.

During training GR displayed his incredible abilites to me once more! I wrote the message "How do you get Carrie Chong in bed? Get a portable radio." on the white board, and GR comes to me during the meeting and asks me the question. I was shocked for a second by the utter *^*^*(*& that I answered in a whisper before exploding in a cry of " WALAUUU". GRGB!!!

Speaking of the meeting, KC you did well. Nice atmosphere, teamwork everything.

In other news I am very happy to report that HALO 2 is now first on 1up.com, trashing the GTA SA.... In your face, CJ, with a helping of "Wort wort wort" (elite cheer).

dual wielding ridiculously large swords for me, jick.

It's like a full glass jar

2004-12-24T01:16:00.000+08:00

It's like a full glass jar
with impressions at the bottom
and jam stains on the cap
red jam stains.

It's like a full glass jar
with a ridge running down the half-way line
and jam stains on the cap
more jam stains.

It's like a full glass jar
filled to the brim but I can't see the meniscus
under the jam-stained metal cap
sticky jam stains

It's like a full glass jar
with glassy twists and depressions along the bottom
and jam stains on the cap
translucent jam stains

It's like a full glass jar
with the torn sticker on the side
and jam stains on the cap
really blood-red jam stains

It's like a full glass jar
all lucid and distorted through the non-stickered side
and more, more jam stains on the cap
liquid ruby stains

and thats a full glass jar.

I wrote this because I was inspired. Hardly every do sweet ideas burst through my brain nowadays.

could we be?

Today

2004-12-22T20:40:00.000+08:00

Today I went to do my bloody ic.

Having played Halo 2 till like 2 am, I woke up at 10. Yay. So I had some breakfast, and hunted for my damn wallet so I could retrieve the ezlink card. But it just had to disappear. Damn. So I went to do my IC (which was very fast, compared to the malaysian customs. Fucking slow).

Anyway I went to school to get my school stuff, and I saw jason tan. We had a long discussion about orange ping pong balls , which was, as usual, layered with sexual innuendo. Then I went home and played more Halo 2.

Halo 2 match

redeva vs Spherefein102

Map: Midship

Game: Slayer

Final Score: redeva 21, Spherefein102 19. Game goes to redeva, with liberal use of plasma pistol, plasma grenades and energy sword.

I am a covenant elite. Fear me.

hello.

2004-12-21T01:57:00.000+08:00

Back from both Camp Pinnacle, and Shanghai Trip.

Camp Pinnacle

siansiansiansian

Day 1: "Sorry guys you will all have to stone for 9484746368 hours because it is raining and we cannot alter the rain"
Day 2: "Join the navy freegiftsfreegiftsfreegiftsfreegifts
Day 3: "Chapel Church Museum OH MY GOD IT IS THE MOST interesting place to stone and stone and stone
Day 4: "Stone."
Day 5: "Stone."

That's about it.

Shanghai

Well, I spent 10 days in shanghai, leaving on the day I came back from Camp Pinnacle. Very fun. Will post photos later. KC I dreamt of you 2 times in a row (lol I was attacking you) GR I dreamt of you once( You were acting like a pig lol).

Where are you? Foward, please.

Friday

2004-12-04T13:30:00.000+08:00

Today I went for training. Nothing much happened, did a little weights, feigned injury at the street court....
Then brought home a mass of people to play halo 2. Most people are easily confused by the controls but WX was the stupidest. After the 3rd time he was still asking: "Which button to fire?".
Okay. Of course, he wasn't helped by people like Yuan Jun (press B to fire! [B= melee attack]) and myself (Like this hold the trigggeerrr! [wastes away all the ammo but 1 bullet]). Then everytime I tried to play they all dunlan me and forced me away lol. So some people got bored mainly because there are only 2 controllers and a steep learning curve. So I booted up Aliens VS Predator on the computer for them to play, as well as Rush Hour 2. This still wasn't enough for people like Wan Peng, who sprawled over the sofa and fell asleep (later, as I found out, leaving a huge wanpeng shaped depression on the sofa), impervious to the number of pillows thrown at him.
It was fun. Maybe there'll be another time.

Morning. I think.

2004-12-02T15:33:00.000+08:00

I woke up today and lolled around in bed, before tossing off my quilt and stumbling out of my room.
Then I felt the blast of cold aircon. I saw no one in the living room, so I just went over to the computer and turned it on.

3.05 pm.

I heard a noise and turned around. My dad was still sleeping on the sofa. Fine.

What decadence.

I've be listening to this. Nice illustration.

Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else

I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I’ve had you so many times but somehow
I want more

I don’t mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get insecure
It doesn’t matter anymore

It’s not always rainbows and butterflies
It’s compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door’s always open
You can come anytime you want

I don’t mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls.

ChatLog

2004-12-01T19:02:00.000+08:00

Tristan and I. Man the keyboard can suck. lol.

redeva to give the covenant back their bomb. says:
hi
redeva to give the covenant back their bomb. says:
when is sg idol
redeva to give the covenant back their bomb. says:
i have to tape it for my bro
Johnson, its a Homidaetodon! Wait, what in good gravy is that? says:
err ...
Johnson, its a Homidaetodon! Wait, what in good gravy is that? says:
give me a sex
Johnson, its a Homidaetodon! Wait, what in good gravy is that? says:
*sec
redeva to give the covenant back their bomb. says:
WALAU
Johnson, its a Homidaetodon! Wait, what in good gravy is that? says:
I DIN MEAN IT
redeva to give the covenant back their bomb. says:
hahaa
Johnson, its a Homidaetodon! Wait, what in good gravy is that? says:
X is next to C on the Keyboard!
Johnson, its a Homidaetodon! Wait, what in good gravy is that? says:
damn it

2004-11-06T12:36:00.000+08:00

KOL story

Redeevil sat on his throne, inside the recently renovated and rebuilt Naughty Sorceress’s castle. Behind him, on the flame-emblazoned walls hung his ridiculously ridiculously large sword, polished to the extent that the lights had to remain dim so as not to blind Redeevil, Edgemaster of the Flame himself. His right-hand man, guobin, sheathed his crazy bastard sword as he stood behind the throne, on it’s left side.

“0|\/|6 |\/|@|\| wtf r (_) l1k3 |)01|\|6?”, came a great scream of 31337 5P34K. “5T4|\||) 0|\| t3h 13ft!”

guobin, who had been, in a previous life the student of the Ghost of the English Language fell to the flow as deliberating pain wracked his entire body. On the right hand side of the throne hung the UB32 31337 H4X0R, wrists firmly gripped by jet black cuffs and chains, which stretched far away into the unfathomable darkness above them, as eerie wisps of his soul floated beyond him, just above his head. He coughed, a weak, glowing cough of hack coding. “connect: …upload h4x0r…cough…”

Redeevil paused, wary of the figure at his right. In an extreme show of might he had H4X0RED the great h4X0r himself, and now chained him, binding him permanently to the castle. He stood, heaving his massive armored frame from the Frozen Throne of X-treme Ice (infused with spirit of yeti, itsnotyerzitzmine inc.), grabbing his mighty blade and slamming it into the ground with untamed fury. Cold whispers emanated from his form, flowing off his shoulders to the ground. His cape glowed a deep carmine as he flew at impossible velocities to the giant stone doors, slamming them apart with a resounding thud as the chains creaked and guobin got up. He stumbled silently towards the doors, drawing his crazy bastard sword and coughing crimson blood, splattering it all over the floor. His matt-black armor shifted as he too leapt out into the howling winds Redeevil’s movement had created. The H4X0R shivered in the cold, chains rattling as he moaned out loud in pain.

Cupnoodles

2004-11-06T10:01:00.000+08:00

cupnoodles roxor-> delicacies in cups

That aside, I must get back to playing more after such a lengthy period of angst.

I HAVE NO INSPIRATION

MY ENTRIES ARE DISJOINTED AND STINGY LIKE CHARMAINE'S

NOOOOOOOOOO

*ring ring*

C:"hello?"
GGB:"lego."
C:"no."
GGB:"yarn."
C:"wtf nooooo!"
GGB:"lego."

That aside, I watched the powerpuff girls friday premiere on friday. (duh.) PPG VS the rowdy ruff boys. Man, the power puff girls got trashed. The boys did everything short of raping them (noooooooooo), including strapping a slug to bubbles.

:P:ZP:P:P:P:

man i needz0rs az0rs breakz0rs

late

2004-10-28T23:48:00.000+08:00

CHARMAINE LIKES ************************************************

Toon Tuat

2004-10-22T23:53:00.000+08:00

Well. Today NCC went for dinner at coro, at guess what happened?

We almost got into a fight. erpz.

When we all were like walking to Coro Yanlong and Soon Huat decided to lag behind, and as we took the lift they took the escalator, where they met some dulan guys and 1 dulan bu who got nothing dulan better to dulan do so they dulan go and dulan the both of them.

"Whoa Chinese High arh."- Ah Beng/uber pissed off guy who was basically dulan.
"YES."-Soo Yan Long, who by this time also got dulan.

Then they Dulan lai2, dulan qi4 until just at the top of the escalator (the dulanners were at the bottom)

"Scared arh! Come ah!"- Soo Yan Long (who was showing a great dulan attitude) (This sentence is not accurate, there are many different variations)

Which, of course, in chinese is the keyword for " COME AND ZHAM ME BECAUSE I AM ACT SEH "

Then they described their story at the eating area, so we dulan want to go and dulan that guy. Our juniors were also there, and just as we went to the escalator, this pissed off looking guy like rammed passed hongyi and I, and went straight for Yan Long and Soon Huat.

Soon Huat then blasted a weird mixture of mandarin and hokkien and english phrases, while the guy was limited to :

"What did you say? Who are you? Does this matter concern you? So shaddup lar"

Over and over again again again as different people went to like try and calm things down. I'm very sure he didnt say anything else, bloody ITE-brainless fuck.

Then when the tension was at breaking point, Wanpeng hid at the back and started making wierd horny laughing noises, which made everyone feel like laughing (walau, he was so dulan, we laugh then we all got no mroe lan to du already). dotdotdot.

But Soon Huat is qiang. GOGO!

Long-ge....you have lost your naaammee! walau you! never fight

Okay nevermind. Thats all for today.

skip

2004-10-21T22:44:00.000+08:00

Ignore the last post. I was damn angry then.

I will never forget the ride down the slope, the anticipation beforehand, the crash afterwards.

Lol. When I went to escape theme park I tried out the go karts. Walau eh. At 1st go damn fast, faster, fastest then I became uber act seh. I tried to cut into my friend's lane to prevent him from overtaking, and I slammed into the wall like thing at full speed. I bit down hard on my tongue as my chest like got slammed hard. All of the sudden I couldn't breathe and my head was lost in a whirl.

I'll cont. tml. Watching evangelion now.... :D

2004-10-20T20:09:00.000+08:00

I don't think you should be my parents.

Firstly, you don't give a fuck about what I feel. You think that just because you are the reason for my continued existence. Your feelings? HELLO? NEWSFLASH BUGGERS, I AM THE ONE TAKING THE EXAM.

Secondly, if you can't keep my mind in check you enforce it using physical rules.

" 3 hours! YOU ARE GIVEN 3 HOURS ONLY AND YOU HAD BETTER USE IT IN ONE SHOT YOU ARE ADDICTED"

LOL. Read ? I don't want to use it in one shot, therefore I am NOT addicted. I can do without the computer. What's the definition of "addicted"?

ad·dict P Pronunciation Key (-dkt)
tr.v. ad·dict·ed, ad·dict·ing, ad·dicts

To cause to become physiologically or psychologically dependent on a habit-forming substance: The thief was addicted to cocaine.
To occupy (oneself) with or involve (oneself) in something habitually or compulsively: The child was addicted to video games.

n. (dkt)

One who is addicted, as to narcotics or a compulsive activity.
A devoted adherent; a fan: “We are all... addicts of change” (Christopher Lasch).

HELLO? It's because you restrict my usage of the comp so much that I have to scrimp and save every spare bit of time I have. Bastards.

Thirdly, if you can't get your way you shout. You scream. You whack. I've had it. One day I am going to take something and smash it into both of you, and watch you 2 bleed on the ground, sweet sweet blood soaking up the precious marble floor. I'll savour your agony, the thought of your spirit finally broken. I'll watch you squirm and scrabble upon the floor, while you suffer through a pain whose emotional form I have not been able to assuage for the 15 years of my life.

You know what? Other children have normal, supportive parents who sit down and go through things with them. Thats why they say I love you.

Fuck you.

FUCK

2004-10-15T07:55:00.000+08:00

FUCK

I DID A DAMN STUPID THING YESTERDAY. FUCK. FUCK. FUCKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!

(The author goes off to wallow in self pity while I, Blogger.com will continue his blog for him.)

Apparently he decided to go and watch Wimbeldon (ARGH! The AGONY!) with Shuqun and Wenjie.

Fuck I'll take over here. So fine we bought the tickets, lamed around in Timezone (10 dollars for free paper card which u can use to use the 10 dollars u spent) And then we went to the Cinema. Fine. We had 3 cokes and 1 popcorn (salty, heh.) and then shuqun decided that he had to go to the toilet. So wenjie took my stuff and said that I was to go first. I saw this door ajar. It looked like there were toilets inside. So i just meng chiong.

An eerie calm settles over the area like a sticky fluid, uncomfortable but unidentifiable. I take 5 steps into the toilet, hunting for a urinal. Shit. There are no goddamn urina- wait. THERE ARE NO URINALS. oh my god. fuck

FUCK

then i slowly turn around and see a girl staring at herself in the mirror. Which means that she could see whatever was behind her.

Eventually we did get to the movie. Kristen Dunst is quite chio lehz. Never thought that way. But cheh no taxi trailer.

FUCK.

YAY SUCKERS

2004-10-12T16:41:00.000+08:00

THE OFFER IS NOW OVER
ALL BOUNTY HUNTERS HAVE FAILED.

I have succeded in finding my boots.

Today I went with austin and weiming to junction 8, to watch White Chicks. I shan't talk about the movie, but some of the trailers we saw.

Taxi- OMFG I wanna watch this one makes me damn horny. There's a scene where the cop orders the woman to come out and then she starts stripping. WALAU. Then the police ask the women to check each other and they start groping each other everywhere. Nabei crap I am getting horny.

Shutter- This one is intriguing. IN all the photos there are ghostly pictures: They are everywhere.

You won't believe the sense of satisfication i had when i bought my boots. Thank you charmaine for coming with me the whole day.

TOTAL 90 PLSPLSPLS GOD

2004-10-10T11:10:00.000+08:00

PLEASE. GOD. I NEED A PAIR OF RED AND WHITE TOTAL 90 iii SHOES!

30 Singaporean Dollars! Cold hard cash! I AM GIVING OUT 30 DOLLARS TO ANYONE WHO CAN TELL ME WHERE TO BUY TOTAL 90 iii RED + WHITE STREET BOOTS

Total 90

2004-10-08T16:57:00.000+08:00

Damn. (Insert Stronger Swear Word Here)

That about sums up my experience at Queensway these 2 days. I have been trying to buy a pair of Total 90 III street soccer boots, but the thing is-

THEY ARE SOLD OUT

And EVERY SINGLE BLOODY STORE I BLOODY ASKED

"No we don't have. Want to try blue? Latest color."

Goddammit!

Reasons Why I want a Pair of RED AND WHITE:
1. They're cool.
2. I can't possibly go out wearing Air Max Moto all the time.
3. They're cool.
4. God I need to piss my brother off badly.
5. I am not patriotic, neither is Singapore my country of citizenship. I just like red.
6. I hate blue.
7. They're blue.

I could go on and on about the stupidity of certain vendors.

"65 for the blue pair! Early morning price, best price." (What is this, a marketplace?)
"Eh chin chai la don't need red buy blue!"
"Okay okay 45!"

Me: "No thankyou. I want red."

Okay, so maybe certain people can go to queensway and see many total 90 red+white shoes.

They have spikes. DAMN.

Eric the fucking bastard refuses to tell me where the nike concept store is. Fuck him.

I NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED A PAAAAAAAAAAAIR

Well, then I relented and bought this Man U soccer ball for my brother. Total Ninety again. Red chrome, much like a red mirror. Damn zhai. Damn 45 dollars. Aiyah he's my brother lah.

doesanyonenoewhereicangett90streetboots???? I WILL PAY 30 DOLLARS FOR ANY INFORMATION REGARD THE SHOES THAT LEADS ME TO MY PURCHASE

chem

2004-10-06T18:44:00.000+08:00

Well. I didn't exactly sleep yesterday so my brain's a little frazzled.

Today's chemistry paper was quite okay. Everyone said so.

But I'm really worried. Every exam I finish at least 45 mins b4 the cut off time, and I'll be staring around and seeing everyone still at their papers. It really freaks me out, like I missed 1 page or something.

Sitting next to Shang Ji is a morale booster, contrary to his uber uber dark black aura of failure. 'Cause when you finish you can see him struggling to fill up his question sheet with 90% UNDONE AND 10 MINS LEFT. Okay nevermind I know I'm being sadistic but Shangjib, that's the reality.

Sitting next to eric is also quite bad. Because this is one absolutely horny fellow that loves to stick his finger in the air, especially when the teacher isn't looking and then flashing me a horny grin while doing all the stupid hand signs from that Naruto Manga. Then he likes to stick his head out of the door and leer at things outside (what things, I don't know).

I wish I sat near Austin's area. Super aura there, but what to do? Atleast my side still has Shuqun.

man, time to mug.

exams

2004-10-05T16:14:00.000+08:00

Let me describe to you the sleep process that I normally undergo under great stressssss

1. 1st day

Study till 3 am

2. 2nd Day

Wake up feeling fine, go to school feeling fine, hide in one corner and sleep away double chem.
Study from 4 to 9, fall asleep wake up at 12am, study till 2.

3. 3rd Day

Wake up and faint

spec 3

2004-09-12T09:27:00.000+08:00

I'm back.

After such a long hiatus at the Spec 3 camp is time i blog something instead of what im eating, incidentally cup noodles.

After effects of camp.

My fingers are super raw and burnt. Not from any weird rope activities but from starching and ironing my uniform at least 10 times b4 i went back to the non-residential camp each day.

A sensation of pride and completion has overwhelmed me. Not only have I acheived the coveted 2gt rank (11/45 in my platoon got it)i have also gotten the platoon best cadet award. I HAVE PROVEN MY WORTH MUHAHAHAHAHA

A sensation of humiliation at having lost to fairfield, since i have never heard of such a school. fuck.

I have done it. Thanks to WeiXiang, KC, GR and all my ncc mates for the support you have given me. Thanks to my clts, cause you guys surprisingly werent the assholes that i thought i would be getting.

NO THANKS to Bravo OC CLT OHIMSOPOWERFULBUTIDUNNOHOWTOSTRIPRIFLE Neo Xueli. WALAU. Niao me every step of the way.

congrats to the rest of the tchs guys in spec 3. I noe u guys tried ur best.

2004-09-01T20:09:00.000+08:00

eating sticky dumpling

2004-09-01T08:53:00.000+08:00

Gross groupies gatherto gab about gal-groping
By Masuo Kamiyama
Contributing WriterOctober 3, 2003
Shigeru Oohori (a pseudonym) is a 35-year-old "elite salaryman" at a major corporation and loving father of a 10-year-old daughter. He's also a dedicated chikan (groper) who gets his thrills running his hands over the bodies of young women on commuter trains.Five years ago, Oohori was posting messages on an Internet bulletin board set up for aficionados of train groping. (Example: "Today, I got my hands on a girl with a big ass...") and proposed that his fellow correspondents get together for drinks."I never could have imagined it could be so enjoyable to get together and discuss our fetishes," he tells Hanashi no Channel (11/6).Oohori was quite impressed to see that many of the participants at the gathering were of high social standing."We had Buddhist priests, school principals, government bureaucrats, doctors and others," he relates.This initial encounter led to the formal establishment of the Chikan Tomo-no-Kai (The Gropers' Brotherhood), whose membership currently numbers 50 nationwide, and of which Oohori serves as chairman.While the members range from students to septuagenarians, the largest age segment is composed of salaried wage earners in their 30s, an overwhelming number of whom are married.According to Oohori, there are two types of chikan. One is the "orthodox" type, who become excited by seeing the expression of disgust on a girl's face at the moment they begin running their hands over her body. The other type, the "technician," aims at subtly titillating the woman using practiced erotic techniques that succeed in getting her wet before she even realizes what's happening.Some 80 percent of chikan are estimated to belong to the former category.Once monthly, the groper groupies gather at a pub somewhere in Tokyo to swap stories about their conquests. At a recent meeting, one relayed an account of his special technique for perforating girls' pantyhose in order to get closer to the land of milk and honey. While some members listened in with rapturous envy, others energetically transcribed his advice into their memo books.Another speaker warned his fellow enthusiasts that plainclothes detectives would be on duty in the Ikebukuro area in the coming month, so they should take added precautions not to be nabbed."Groping was once a solitary activity, but now thanks to the Internet it's become easy to link up with people who share the same kind of sexual interests," enthuses Oohori. "We swap information. This nurtures a sense of competition and spurs us to bolder activities. Another purpose of our group is to warn members from getting so carried away they risk arrest."Aside from being able to attend lectures on groping techniques and proper etiquette, Hanashi no Channel adds that members of Oohori's group become eligible for hands-on training sessions, aboard actual commuter trains."We all pool our money and employ several girls who let us grope them while actually on the train," he explains. "We do it in teams of six, and take turns on the girl, while the others observe from a slightly detached location. Then when it's over, we'll go to a coffee shop and critique the others, telling one, 'If you look around suspiciously before touching her, people will take notice,' or 'You squeezed her too hard at the beginning; you can't do it that way.'"A proper performance in front of the brotherhood's chairman can earn the accomplished groper a "black belt" ranking, with the level proficiency based on how effectively the candidate conducts suchmovements as groping while carrying a briefcase (basic), or how effectively he succeeds in getting fingers inside a girl's panties (advanced). So far, Oohori has reached the exalted level of 7th dan; 12 others are ranked 1st dan and five have reached the 2nd dan level.A 5th dan is expected to maintain the prestige of his rank by fondling the buttocks of at least 100 women a month.Oohori was honored with his advanced 7th dan level by his ability to flee police pursuers. To do this, he keeps himself in top physical shape, arising each morning at six for an hour or more of jogging. -from galven

2004-09-01T08:44:00.000+08:00

eating sticky dumpling

P.O

2004-08-29T20:17:00.000+08:00

Part Outing today. Only 8 ppl turned up at the Jurong East sports Complex.

"Can you hear the vegtables screaming"

My back is on fire now, and my head feels like there's a ton worth of un compressed cottonballs in it. My nose is blocked.

The slides were not bad at the JESC. The Blue one started from 4 stories up and some of us (wink wink yuanjun/yanlong/kc) tried to go down in ppairs, resulting in a complete overturn of the float. Red was super hot. Sauna sia. Yellow was toofast liao.

Then at the wave pool, which had started spraying rain and waves, we launched onto our floats and created a circle, using innovate methods like grabbign leg's and other body parts.

The lazy river was one fight filled bonzana, which included almost indecent exposure and pseudo rape.

fun.

[i wanna save your soul, but will you let me?]

.blog

2004-08-28T17:43:00.000+08:00

Blogging again.
The computer is a healing balm, all my sorrows + pain seem to melt into meaningless bytes of information.
Today I would like to share with you readers out there some stuff about NCC.

NCC is good. I'm proud of my ep3/cca.

I never thought I would say that in a million years. As a cadet, all I did was slack (X 600000000) and report sick like crazy (thus resulting in my 'medical' expertise). Chao Keng was my forte, and PDS was a 2 hr lesson.

But somethings have changed. After becoming an NCO, i know realise the perils of being slack. You want to help. You're eager. But there's nothing you can do cause your past has destroyed you. You want to be part of a training team? Get best cadet or something in the upcoming spec 3.

There's quite a lot of pressure sometimes upon me. I feel useless at times, especially when there is nothing for me to do. But i try to come down everyday, incase my help is needed.

Sometimes, it's just this overwhelming sense of bonding that I feel that i have missed out. Yan long the cockster + the rest have this great, intimate bond. Everyone's a part. And it's because they've pumped together sans everything.

I haven't. Fortunately though, after working harder during the past few months I have been able to sort of reintergrate myself with them. It feels good and sad at the same time, that I have missed out so much but will enjoy so much more.

It's the vibes.

I;ve always let down NCC, but NCC has never let up on me. So I try.

[i hope one day keppy will forgive me]

On a lighter note, i "jabfought" with Yanlong the Ultra ultimate Jab Master today. Almost won, coz I was jabbing his dick like siao and managed to make him back off after I slammed him into the wall and jabbed him. Then he grabbed my leg and started swinging me on the floor. So I lost.

Wearily I dragged myself back at 145. Tuition is interfering with NCC. I wanted to stay longer, just to be with those (cocksters :D) friends...

But I can't.

[I discoverd something about you today. Beneath that facade, you're just one materialistic girl. I give up.]

2004-08-25T22:35:00.000+08:00

First off, blogger is seriously lagging on me.

Secondly, FUCK OFF WORLD.

Why? Let me list the reasons.

1. I'm screwed.
2. I'm fucked.
3. I'm so despo for music that I have to hold the damn speaker to my ear.
4. I'm dead.
5. I just lurve those kinky predator wristblades.
6. The idea of the Alien double mouth thingy is like teh rox0r to me.
7. I suck at street hacker.
8. I gained a triple prize today, went to see the doctor for my toe. I caught 3 things on the right second toe, eczema, infection, fungi.
9. Random people tell me I'm a
9a. loser
9b. luzzah
9c. lu55@h!
10. My phone is now public proptery of NCC, resulting in
10a. reading of smses
10b. everyone stealing charmaine's number just 'cause they think she's one hot chick
10c. everyone trying to find out who s***** **** is thanks to galven's uber hornae smses.
11. My mum thinks I'm alienating everyone. Hell, you have to see them before you can ostracize them. Where are they? (okay so maybe this is true)
12. My computer usage has been boosted to the status of random- uber high usage time + uber low usage time
13. I am a total n00b at Street Hacker.
14. Come to think of it, I AM a total n00b at street hacker.
15. I think time spent chatting and blogging is productive.
16. I am like, so immature. Whatever!
17. I am scrounging for ways to show that i suck just to fill up this list.
18. I AM a loser.
19. My literary skills (if I had any in the first place) are dwindling to one word- fuck.
20. I owe Jason 2000+ pushups for screaming the word fuck multiple times in the con room and log room. 1 fuck = 1 pushup.
20a. fuck
20b. fuck
20c. fuck

2004-08-24T21:29:00.000+08:00

fuck. I had typed quite a lot of stuff when the thing backfired on me. Nvm, I shall tell the condensed tale.

LIVE FIRING = BULLET CASINGS (HOT) UPON BACK, THUS BACK BURNS. PARTNER ON THE RIGHT USING DEFLECTOR, WHICH MEANS MORE BULLET CASINGS UPON BACK
AND AS SUCH BACK BURN X 2.

RECOIL= TOTAL JERK OF BODY + RIFLE, RESULTING IN SEVERLY IN ACCURATE FIRING, THUS LEADING ONE TO THE CONCLUSION THAT NEO'S ONE HANDED CARTWHEEL IN THE MATRIX WAS FAUX.

SOUND = EAR-EARPLUGS = DEAF

ENTRY = COMPLETE.

2004-08-23T22:06:00.000+08:00

the peom below was written directly after i had thoughts of self muitilation
now i can't
coz if i do i can't train pds. yay. i wanna go train somemore

[u stabbed me so many times i forgot who u were]

Lyrical

2004-08-22T19:18:00.000+08:00

Blood

blood
is flowing down my shoulders.
the alleyway is dark.
there is no glimmer of light.
only scarlet drops
and their tinkling among the stones.

blood
is dripping from my wrists
the knife shines in a holy light
the tiny swirls I make with its blade
and the flip of the flap
of skin

blood
is streaming from my chest
my heart is flowing in the darkness
a messy, feverish flow
of life in death
and death of life

blood
it oozes from my being
I feel myself being lost
not lifted to the heavens
but frozen by the dark, wintry frost
there is no stanza in the poem
only one continuous river
of scarlet red and living things
and the days of lost poetic flings

dripping
tinkle tinkle
like the lost lamb
to the slaughter.

WHAT??!!!?!!1111

2004-08-19T23:19:00.001+08:00

i am NOT a loser.

6

2004-08-17T20:15:00.000+08:00

In review of my horrible scores of Literaure (16/25-ohhhh the AGONY) i have decided to drown myself in the chemically enchanced food called the cup noodle.

I am sitting here, at 8-17pm, waiting for my dinner to be digested so I may attack the particular food I require. Since young I have considered Cup Noodles to be an exceptional treat, to be savoured on Saturday mornings with a dash of Saturday morning cartoons.
Not only do they taste good, they are also known as a form of psychological torture. 3 minutes seems like eternity when eating cupnoodles. Which in turn makes the noodles taste better. True bliss and fufillment.
Cup Noodles are served hot, and with or without certain ingredients. For example, the Laska flavour by the brand "Cup Noodles" (i'm not joking) contains a packet of red chili oil, without which the noodles might not be as platable. I find that the noodles by First Choice invaribly have good ingredients, but they are slightly small, as compared to Cup Noodles. But First Choice has a cleaner and smoother soup base.
Cup Noodles also have many different flavours, including "Green Curry" (not bad, though my father didn't like it) to the aforementioned laksa, heaven in a cup. As said, I usually partake of seafood or chicken flavoured First Choice cup noodles, even if the chicken resembles large balls. That have hardly anytaste, but the soup base and noodles from First Choice generally are excellent. There are also other guai lan flavours, but generally i prefer the Laksa. Now that one's special.

I'll come back later to finsih this entry, after i finish the cup noodles.

5

2004-08-15T20:01:00.000+08:00

Haven't blogged for a while.

Anyway we had special training under WX for Spec 3. bleh.

After that we went to coro to eat. Where Yanlong kept cracking jokes abt Mok Lai Koin.

Yanlong: "You walk past her... then point to her face and say ee."

Then after that WX got his dick attacked.

Then we went into the lift, and soon huat was the last one in. The moment the doors closed, about20 hands reached for his dick, leaving him screaming like crazy.

yay I am officially part of PDS now. HURRAH.

4

2004-08-07T22:15:00.000+08:00

Hey, haven't blogged for quite a while. Been away.

Anyway NCC had a sleepover on thursday. Not as many people attended, but it was fun, after the NDP rehearsal.

We gathered at the street soccer court to (quoting Eric Ho) "play street". Sec 2s bei trashed diao. Then again, the ball did smash into Hongyi's face with astounding velocity. Reminds me of some day as a sec 1, when we were sitting down and this softball came flying from nowhere in particular and smashed into the guy next to me's face. So yea, Hongyi was pissed.

On a different note, however, I received my badges today. w00t. 4 glittering badges upon the left of my chest. Finally. Next stop, Spec 3.

Anyway everyone rampaged and raped Jason for his Mcdonald coupons before climbing out of the gate to rush to KAP. Because of the 2 dollar deficeit on my Ez-link card I had to sneak in. ha.
So we reached KAP, and massed food. After that I left a little earlier with KC and Yang GR to buy KC's chem txtbk. lol. Mok Lai Lai wo gei ni Koin. Turns out the 2 of them had no idea where the Popular was. Haix. Lucky I was there. Then we went back to CHS coz WX had to shit. ...

Upon reaching, we cleared up everything and immediately booted Metal Slug + Music in 3K. After playing for a while KC, bingyuan WX and I went to bathe.

The moment we arrived at the Gym toilets, WX stripped himself and started bouncing around, showing off his hairy dick. I, being more shy refused to share a cubicle with KC and bathed admist peering eyes and incessant shouting.

We changed and went back. Slowly everyone fell asleep except me, because I carried on playing till like 4 am.

to be continued.

3

2004-07-31T08:14:00.000+08:00

Went for NCC on Fri.

I came, and then Bingyuan told me that i would be attached to part A for that particular day, since yuan jun had the NDP rehearsal. Anyway so I carried the medikit down (after destroying the con room floor with an "oil" spill) and went to see the Part As. Walau. All of them adjusting like crazy! Quite angry, but didn't do anything due to the fact that Yuan Jun was going to punish them for some previous error. bah.
We marched them a little bit, and then stopped to allow those who hadnt eaten to eat their burgers. OMFG they marched off with the burgers in one hand, swinging merrily. walauwalauwalau.
Then we came to the multi story carpark. while they all were havving a break they all were damn noisy, so we shouted
"Oi! Party issit?"

lol nvm

Then they were split into 2 sections. I decided to try and train one instead of sitting with the medikit.
shit i was fierce
shouted till my voice gone liao.

haix. depresssed. refer to blog no.2.

apparently i am like hitler and his charisma while training the cadets. Hope i get attached to them more often.

2

2004-07-29T16:23:00.000+08:00

well. I decided to blog anyway.
Some things have affected me throughout these 2 days. I'm left thinking, more than i should be.
and i hate the staffroom, lit section, right half. The teachers are wonderful, but i'm not a machine. The moment i step there i am assaulted by a request. X 2, X 3, X 4.

I dont know about you, but I'm seriously considering gunning for someone. What i saw the other day has affected me in ways unseen. Unfelt.

Been play counterstrike by myself. Yep. Thats it. Shooting at "parts" of e hostages. Ha.

What can I say.

I need SOMEONE

Anyway, rain is cool. I love rain.

2004-07-25T14:49:00.000+08:00

I keep having fights with people. Life's a drag, no matter how cliched that stupid term is.
I intend for this to be a private blog, just a place to reflect, to think.

What does it mean to like?

I want you. Unfortunately you are out of my reach. It's killing me.
For I have bound my heart with iron bands. That shudder and shake.