五月天 wu yue tian

No, not the singers, but rather the song 五月天 by S.H.E.

I love that song. But at time it can get rather annoying. Like when I'm trying to do the holiday homework and the songs keeps repeating itself over and over again in my head like a broken recorder.

I think it's becoming as obession.

God, NO. I have a screwed up amount of homework to deal with (I have to agree it's partly my fault for procratinating) but at least you can be kind and not let me give into temptation, amen.

Well, I kinda wonder why I'm updating this instead of focusing on my homework. GEEZ! WHAT THE *beepbeepcensoredbeepbeep*HELL!

Or, to make this more colourful, WTBMFKH?!!!!

I'll live the shortened letters for you to figure out. If you know what it means, congratulations, your mind is as tainted as mine.

Ok, here goes...I'll do homework....

Here goes nothing..

洁净的蓝天
清澈的水面
吻成一条海平线

看你温柔的双眼
弹著吉他的弦
歌词是诺言
旋律是依恋
唱出一首五月天~~~

ARGH! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!

I swear nice songs are evil. It's gonna be my demise...

And NO I am NOT advertising the song, damnit.

SHIT.

WHY can't I focus on my work? WHY can't I stop reading the damned fanfic? AND WHY DOES THE SONG KEEP PLAYIG OVER AND OBVER AGAIN MY MY HEAD????

I shall take a sip of barley water and gpo back to homework. AND I SHALL WORK HARD.

I can't afford to procrastinate anymore....support me!*does a very Tamaki-like stance, with petals swirling in the distance and ribbons a-twirling, and a spotlight shining, with roses and diamonds sparkling...*

I have got to stop reading Ouran High School Host Club manga before I get any more dramatic.

Which reminds me. Why am I typing this when I'm supposed to do homework????

Forget it. Back to the @$$#^%$#$%^$%fdg*yt^& erm.... great homework.

202 ways to kill barney

To all barney haters galore! C'mon Let;s kill as one! Mwahahahaha... Beware barney!

If you hate barney, this is it for you! Here's 202 creative ways to kill barney!(Or anyone else you hate....especially the idiot producer of the #$@#$@$# spongebob squarepants ad!Watch out!

1. Make him watch his own show.
2. Make him gargle broken glass.
3. Get children-sized mannequins and fill them with razor blades. (kinda like the razored apple Halloween trick!)
4. Get him to read "The Canonical List of Blonde Jokes" to a roomfull of feminists. 5. Send him to Sea World to see Shamu -enough said 6. Drop him from a bridge onto the in-bound lane of the BostonExpressway. 7. Slap some antlers on his head and send him into the woods duringNovember. 8. Move every third molecule 3 feet to the left until he closely resembles Picasso's "Guernica". 9. Nail his feet to his shoulders and use him as the Jamaican bobsled in the 1996 Winter Olympics. 10. Hollow him out and fill him with Bac-o-bits, use as Swiss Colony store display model. 11. Cryogenically freeze him, then cut out shamrock shaped pieces ofhis body, dye green, and use as lapel pins for St. Patrick's Day. 12. Shoot him. 13. "Barney, I would like you to meet Dr. Kevorkian...." 14. Let him be a guest on Geraldo...let the one armed, Vietnamese, lesbian, bigamist rip his arms off. 15. Donate his body to science...early. 16. Well, just call my cousins Guido and Vinnie and tell them that you kinda placed $200 in a bag under the rock in the park....mention the fact that you would _love_ to have Barney's knee-caps as conversation pieces. 17. Ask the owl in the tree, "How many layers of skin does it take to get to the middle of a Barney?" Peel off layers of skin one at a time. 18. Get him to show kids how to make and set off pipe bombs. 19. Have him magically turn the classroom into a vacuum ... watch his body explode. 20. Strip off his flesh, bury the bones in your back yard, and thendig them up, a piece at a time, selling them to your nearest natural history museum. A complete dinosaur skeleton would be worth a fortune! Death to Barney for fun AND profit! 21. Put him in a Straight-Jacket (really tough & leathery). 22. Put him in one of those inflated bounce amusement park things for a year or so... 23. Prepare him as food in any number of ways (deep fried and breadedis my personal favourite) then grind up his bones for fertilizer.Sell food to an enemy. Watch enemy become Barney. Then repeat the process as many times as you like... 24. Sew his lips to his rectum. 25. Take him into space and put him into a decaying orbit. 26. Cut him up with a dull chain-saw. 27. Toss him into a blast furnace. 28. Make him a referee in an NHL game. 29. Tell the kids of the world that Barney wants you to eat yourvegetables. 30. Write a "101 Uses for a Dead Purple Dinosaur" book. 31. Make him listen to Jesse Jackson. 32. Put him in a guillotine; put the rope holding up the blade in his mouth and then beat his ass with a jagged piece of metal until he screams. 33. Put him on the Starship Enterprise. Make him go up to Worf and ask him if it's true that all Klingons are really wimps. 34. Dip him in tar (anything sticky will do), cover him with hundred-dollar bills and throw him into a pit full of lawyers... 35. Cut open his gut until the entrails lie splayed out on thefloor. Don't give him a needle and thread. 36. Tie him down in the middle of the Sahara Desert and let the vultures have him. I am not sure that is a good idea because wedon't need to be that cruel to the vultures. 37. Duct tape him to a street light in South Central L.A. If we arelucky, he will be shot in a drive by! 38. There is the old "Cement Overshoes", but that could be considered water pollution. 39. Make him write, "I will not be a demon sent from the lowestdepths of hell" 100 times with a piece of chalk only 1/4 inch long. 40. Lob a can of Nitro-nine under his purple butt. 41. Bury all but his head in an anthill. Cover with honey. See howeffective that torture method *really* is. 42. Shark bait. (Need to cut him up a little first...) 43. Let him take the place of a car crash dummy. 44. Have him clean up toxic waste/nuclear radiation sites, withoutenvironmental gear. 45. Let him have a loooong visit in the Marinaras Trench. 46. Have him stand under the space shuttle during the next launch. 47. Send him to inspect an underground nuclear test site, minutesbefore the next test. 48. Send him to Somalia as famine relief. 49. Target practice. 50. Send him on a candlelight tour of the Wilson Dynamite factory. 51. Pack his parachute all wrong and push him out of an airplane. Then throw the chute after him. 52. Use him for testing Ginsu knives with Mrs. Bobbitt helping out.53. Get him to neuter a Pit-Bull Terrier. 54. Cruise missile target. 55. Plutonium enema. 56. "Charlie Manson? This is your new cell-mate." 57. Send him to Miami in a rented car. 58. Lock him in a room with 10 rabid raccoons. 59. Send him on a walking tour of the La Brea Tar Pits. 60. Make him become a politician in Mexico. 61. Take him bungee jumping. Forget to secure bungee cord. 62. Poke him in the belly. With an ice pick. See if he laughs like the Pillsbury Doughboy. 63. Cast him in place of Mr. Bill on "The Mr. Bill Show" 64. Cut off his tail, and watch him fall on his face for lack ofbalance. 65. Send him to Loch Ness. Maybe Nessie will try to mate with him.66. Cut off his arms and say "Where's that 'great big hug' *now*!?!"67. Shave his fur. ALL of it. 68. The Juice Tiger. It separates the Barney pulp from the Barneyjuices. 69. Infiltrate the PBS stations and switch the "Barney & Friends" tapes with "Beavis 'n' Butthead" and watch the kids burn him todeath. 70. Use him to insulate the steam pipes at your local nuclear generating station. 71. Move the set of the show to an actual inner-city classroom. 72. Let him visit the local jail, shove him in a cell and let the sex-starved convicts after him. 73. Use him as evidence to prove that the acceleration of gravity is9.8 m/sec on Earth. Oh! and make sure that it is off of the Searstower too. 74. Let him take a New York Subway at night. 75. Use his head to plug up leaky dikes in Holland. (that is the water barriers, not the other kind). 76. Use him as a bungee cord. 77. Make him hug Madonna. (When she's wearing her pointy bra) 78. Let him help put out forest fires. 79. Teflon bullets to the skull, chest, and genitalia of the beast.80. Throw him into a combine. 81. Bazooka blast to the cranium. 82. Nuclear Bombs. Nuff said. 83. Tie him up like a pinata and have small Mexican children beat itto death. 84. Drown him in gasoline and then set it ablaze. 85. Throw him in a vat of methylene chloride. 86. Use him for an 18 wheeler's traction. 87. Have him inspect the space shuttle's engines at T+60. 88. Put him in a cage that houses 1000 Tokay Geckoes (irony is thatthey're mostly purple too). 89. Have him change targets at a rifle range... without ceasing fire.90. Put him to work at the Mt. St. Helens Close Study Station AFTERthe next evacuation. 91. Use him as a test subject at the Army's Biological - Chemical - Nuclear Warfare unit. 92. Place him underneath equal quantities of iron oxide and powderedaluminum. (use lots of both... <>

Yup. So Ivisited the class blog.

And saw the many pictures somebody took of us poor unsuspecting people.

Then I saw a pic of a girl whose face was averted sitting in a..funny way.

Ok. Note to self: Upon noticing the damn camera and averting one's face from it, ALWAYS pay attention to how one sits.

Even if the poor girl wasn't me, well, it's about time I started sitting in a more ladylike way.

DAMN ALL THOSE ETTIQUE FREAKS.

I don't get it. Why can't we just sit how we please? Who is the idiot that said girls should cross their legs anyway????? I SO want to dig this f*cker from his grave and kill him in such a way hell seems like a lullaby.

It's not fair guys can sit however they want. Why do people immediately assume that when a girl sits in an "obscene" manner, (she doesn't cross her legs in the traditional fashion) She is either
a) a slut
b) a gangster or
c) uncouth.

WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM WE JUST LIKE TO SIT LIDDAT SO SHOVE THAT LOAD OF CRITISMS DOWN YOUR ASS WHERE IT BELONGS CAN?!

So irritating.

So people, that's the entertaining opening of this entry. So now sit back, relax, and enjoy me bitching about life.

I've been reading fanfic lately and frankly some plots are begining to annoy me.

So let's start with the top love cliche: DRAMA.

Boy hates Girl. Girl hates boy. Fight. Something big happens, and they slowly fall in love.

Top dying cliche:

Someone dies. Then girl/guy realizes how much he/she loves the person. The tears follow. Boo-hoo. Then miracle occurs and guy/girl nvr die. Then happy ending, blahblahblah, the end.

STUPIDEST LOVE ENDING :

Guy and girl now lovers. Run along the beach. Yadda, yadda.

STUPID. AND CORNY.

I don't know why so many people love fairy in wonderland. It stinks. Makes you cry and cry, but there's like, no interesting plot. Seems like the scriptwriter's intent is to make girls cry over the moie and exclaim: So romantic! I love this!

It's plain draggy to me.

Urgh. Writing this stuff had made me bored. Maybe my intent now is to bore the readers to death with this post... *sniggers insanely for no apparent reason*. I went out of topic AGAIN.

Contest

This will be the last fucking time I will write this. It used to be interesting, but I’m in no mood as blogger just had to fuck it up.

So, yeah, I’ll be adding something in my blog labeled ‘Classics’, akin to the one xiaxue has on her blog.

Just read entries dated from April 07 to May 07 and vote for the entry you think is the best, by the title of the entry.

Vote via the tagboard.

Note: It is not necessary to state reason why you voted for it, but it would be helpful as I can improve.

Everyone must participate. Idiots are obviously not allowed to vote as they would rather waste their youth flaming. I will show the I.P. address and other info. about flamers. Then you can go to their blogs and insult them all you want. Give them a taste of their own poison, I say.

Any queries please contact me via the HP/ email/ speaking to me at school(if you are one of my friends.)

Sacarsm will not be tolerated as, guess what? I can be too. You wouldn’t want to try…trust me.*Feral grin*


There. Isn’t it so short uninteresting and sweet compared to the previous entries?

Kindly do NOT try to be funny and vote for this. Because, unfortunately, I haven’t been having such a great sense of humor. A human punching bag works wonders for bad moods…..I just haven’t gotten mine. So this would be a great opportunity to scout future punching bags for those who do not listen to my advice.

Thank you. I hope to see you participate actively. Have a nice day if you didn’t fail any of your subjects.

Signed,

그림자 혈액

BLOGGER SUCKS FUCK IT THE @!^$@#%%&%^$@# JUST DELETED MY WHOLE POST DAMN YOU IDIOTS!!!!

WHAT THE BLOODY MOTHER FUCKING HELL?!

PLaytime!
Exams are officially over, and it's time to have fun.

So I and Xinyi decided to go to Tampines Mall to take neoprints and whatever.

Let's skip straight to the taking of neoprints.

Ok, on the way we purchased a 'mini melts' bubblegum flavour ice cream and proceeded to Century Square to take neoprints. I was then imformed that no food is allowed in. So i put in in my bag, thinking that because of the cover, it won't leak.

Then we paid S$10 to take.

My god, it was a nightmare.

1) I cant stand the damn music. Urgh.

2)The cutesy voices in Japenise saying God knows what. Probably giving intructions. But hello, I'm Singaporean and I only speak Chinese and English with the occasional overseas slang. HOw the BFH do they expect us to know what to do????

3)The background. It's PINK. With HEARTS. Can you say "eeww"?The decos? sOME WEREN'T SO BAD, BUT THEY WERE ALL SO...GIRLY.Now I know why the male population stays away from neoprints.


Well, The end result was nice but not enough to compensate the torture we went through.I was looking at the decorations and muttering"Thou shalt not puke. Thou shalt not puke."


Oh yeah I put bunny ears on Xinyi in one of the shots and for the next pic, she tried to take revenge. Note TRIED. I had the last laugh in the end.


Now, normal people would be attempting act-cute poses. I tried it out(to the amusement of Xinyi) and laughed like crazy when I saw the result. I looked damn stupid.


So we justr sat back and smiled at the camera.


Anyway I can't say I'll stay away from taking neoprints ever again. I'll make a mental note to bring earplugs though.


After we got the shots and walked out, traumatized(Yes it is my first time taking them but not for Xinyi so you'd better not laugh or I will hunt you down and murder you brutally)I reached into my bag and withdrew a sticky hand coated in melted ice-cream.


F*CK.


We all but ran to the toilet and cleaned up. I had to ask for a plastic bag from a nice auntie who was manning a stall nearby. I cleaned up my stuff. Fortunately I didn't bring much.
I, solemly sore that I will NEVER, EVER put anything that leaves a mess inside my bag again, even if it has a cap and whatnot, 'cause, chances are, the manufacturers didn't consider the chances of it spilling out.


This vow, however. was broken minutes later when I bought ice blended mocha at Coffee Bean and had to smuggle it up the bus.(Fine, it's against the law, but don't be such a stickler. Have YOU ever not brought in food before on the bus?)


Ha. I thought so. NO I am not talking to you kuai pple.


Thank God this one didn't spill. Xinyi was shaking her head and muttering, "You never learn, do you?"


...


Then after I teased her a little she said that her new quote would be 0000 is an imbecile. 0000 is pointing to me clearly. So, pissed off, I purposely played the song bao lian deng which I knew she hated.I had such great fun watching her pained expression.


I am such a sadist.


SBS Transit really should ban annoying advertisments. Like the stupid Spongebob Squarepants ad. It was so annoying, I radiated a dark aura(akin to the one Kyouya, from Ouran High School Host Club' radiates when he's woken up very early.) The tempreture dropped a few degrees(which was something to say, considering that it was a hot afternoon) as I struggled to resist temptaton. The Temptation being throwing my ice blended Mocha at it.


Xinyi brought me out of my icy reverie by whining about listening too a cantonese song. I obliged and the Subn was soon shiny and happy and whatever, and the tempreture turned back to normal.


I started to sing the bao lian deng song softly merely to annoy her and it worked. She calmly aked me,"Do you realise you are making a fool of yourself?"


I agreed.


"Glad you know" She said.


I smirked and then said,"Hmm, I know my singing sucks..I know!*coy tone* Shall we listen to the REAL thing?


She shivered in disgust and hurriedly declined. It was amusing to watch her facial expressons.

My smile soon faded as the stupid Spongebob Squarepants ad started up again.


Thank god we pulled up at our designated bus stop and alighted. I spread out my arm as if to hug the Sun and exclaimed,"Thnk God! Salvation! Alleluia!"


Xinyi muttered "Salvation to me as well."And hurried away as I suggested listening to the bao lian deng song again.


"Count me out!"


I walked away laughing internally.


The Sun was bright and shining and it was a good day. The birds were flying, sqwaking, whatever.


I leave you to paint your own happy ending.


~OWARI