Siapa Tanya?

whasssupppppp

2011-07-17T00:25:00.002+08:00

think i've abandoned ma homiez fo' too long already so i'm backkkk. damn so much has changed. for all the shit that i criticise the army for, i have to admit that the experience thus far has changed me more for the better than the worse. even the shit should be credited into opening my eyes to the existence of such shit which is surely a useful thing in the future. Good job, shit.

The future. It freaks me out. (at this point motion city soundtrack should start playing so go on to youtube and play it yourself you lazy bum). i wanna ord and yet where my life is heading after that is so uncertain. ok not really i'm going uni la but what then? some days the uncertainty is exciting but other days its scary and depressing and staying stuck in time in the army doesnt sound so bad after all. ok, i kid, not to that extent.

we're gonna be 20 next year. thats a zero with a TWO in front. and no teen at the back either to use an excuse for being stupid or dumb or immature or making mistakes. we're growing up, guys. and it scares me. we're not ready. I'M not ready. mentally, spiritually, i'm just not ready yet.

I guess one bright spot is that no one is ever ready to grow up into the unknown and anyone who says that he is is a big fat liar. so i wont be alone in facing the future. and thats reassuring enough.

Asamalapamprat

2011-06-19T15:25:00.005+08:00

The title made no sense whatsoever. But its okay. Titles are just one of the many ways to get a reader interested and the fact that you're here kind of makes me successful heh.

Anyway, I last posted on Feb 2, four months and seventeen days ago. Approximately 139 days ago. a little over a third of a year ago. Wow that's a long time. To be honest, I did remember this blog during my absence, but I highly expected someone else to post here in my place so I was a wee bit disappointed. Ohwell.

Anyway in other news, I am kind of in a dilemma. This is regarding social night. Its a dinner event held in celebration of my progression from being a junior officer cadet to a senior officer cadet. Everyone is supposed to bring a date, and thats where the problem lies for me. I find spending a hundred bucks on a girl who isn't special to me very wasteful. So why not just get someone who is special to me? Well, just in case anyone unintended comes across this, I won't reveal the full reason why. I feel safe only saying that I don't think it would be good for her to waste time like this. Not at this time at least. So should I go and look like an idiot being the only one who does not have a date, or should I not go when practically everyone else is going, looking like an idiot too?

Tough huh?

Maybe I'm just making a mountain out of a molehill. Or a shark out of a fry. Or an elephant out of a mouse. Ohwell. Life's like that.

Yours quite sincerely, Ging.

What a Ride

2011-02-02T01:15:00.004+08:00

I'm going into the army in...what...8 days?

Time really flies, like really. In fact it went so fast I dont think it actually flew. It teleported.

It seems like just last week (nah not yesterday. yesterday would be a gross exaggeration) when this blog was set up. I was a raw 14 year old boy, turning 15 that year. Today, im a well-cooked 18 year old boy turning 19. Four years. Probably four of the biggest years of my life, and they can be summarised very succintly:

2007: In sec 3, I began to screw up my life. Studies which were hanging by a thread was let to drop by a merciless pair of scissors brought upon inevitably by a class with half our malay population.

2008: I didnt even begin to care about studies. Rugby came to a grinding halt. I can still feel the scorch marks from the sudden braking force of my short-lived rugby career.

2009: In JC1, I crashed. With no background in studies, coupled with the fact that i was in the same class as Stittalicious AGAIN, I crashed in studies. Became a rebel without a cause, or maybe the cause was extreme and sudden self-destruction. Cared too much about frivolous things, got affected by frivolous people. I nearly got retained. Missed out of the fucking rugby gold.

2010: Studies began to pick up, but guess what, it was too late. Began caring for even more frivolous people. Made silly but forgivable choices. Failed to prioritise. Failed to see the implications of my misdeamours. Started preparing for probably the biggest exam in my life way too late. Missed out on the motherfucking rugby gold yet again. I would kill for that gold.

So there you have it. In short, I really screwed up my future in these four years. I'm starting to notice my innate ability to spoil things. Army had better be ready for me.

Fing. Im finally back at my real name hurrah.

Moving On

2011-01-21T23:57:00.003+08:00

Its pathetic that I look forward to the times which always pass by so quickly, leaving me stranded and alone.

Its pathetic how my life is like that scene in some movies where the actor stands on the streets and everyone gets on with their own lives, leaving you alone.

Its pathetic how I never have the courage to do the very things I advice people to do, making me the last man standing.

It really is pathetic how I absolutely cannot stand being alone.

Liberation after the exams? What liberation? I feel so used up I hardly have enough left to live the life I thought would be nice.

Life sucks. No really, it does, think about it.

Eing

well i guess this is growing up

2010-10-31T12:01:00.002+08:00

so we're making plans to take over the world.
so we all have our dreams.
so we all want to be somebody.

but we're gonna have to get through the next month first.

The Big A

2010-10-15T03:03:00.003+08:00

I finally got scared shitless today. Which was about time yknow. I've been going through the motion for the sake of it. Three weeks left. Damnit, in primary 6, I would be asleep now, waking up early with no problem, owning classes, going home right after school, read the junior encyclopedia, do some papers with my mum as supervisor, read even more, go to bed. I was almost a total nerd in primary 6. Except for the fact that I played pokemon on the gameboy every chance i had, and by this I REALLY MEAN every chance. When my mum went to the toilet, when I couldn't sleep and i hid under some table with a torchlight to play it, when I was bored of reading, etc. etc.

I need to wake up mannn. Grades are not automatic but I somehow feel like they are, its like I'm treading the very thin line between being confident (for no reason, which is weird) and complacent (even weirderP. And even if they don't come idk, I think I'll be crushed almost like the rugby finals. And so what?

I need to bring myself to care not only about the exams, but the consequences of not doing well. Somehow I can't, which other people think is good and naturally, they wish for it. Well, don't.

Ding

There she goes.

2010-09-22T22:59:00.002+08:00

Okay Im sorry I ignored this blog for almost 20 days o.o
Prelims really taking much more time than I am willing to give it.

But anyway, I feel weird. Haha no Shift, not because I discovered that giraffe found a mate, though it could play a part. I really dont know how to describe it haha. Forthe first time, I dont even know who to describe it. But ill try.

Its like, I feel high. And sometimes unexplainably extremely happy, then sad and lonesome atthe same time. I think some of you might know what this feels like. Like your insides are torn and you havethis queasy feeling in your stomache but you cant do anything about it. LIKE NOW OUCHHHHHH

Oh prelims are fine. I dont think I care too much about it which is bad. SHIT I should start caring. This isnt healthy. Having a happy-go-lucky attitude is fine. Having a happy-and-i-dont-care attitude isnt. No sir it isnt.

okay i dont know what wasthe point of that post
Cing.

Is That a Bird?

2010-09-06T14:43:00.002+08:00

Haha yknow what? After pondering for abit (yes, I know I do ponder quite alot. I can't help it, it just seems so...nice. It's weirdly therapeutic XD), I realise that I need an identity to identify myself with. Not the kind where you ask people what they think of you and you get a general reply, like:

Random person 1: Hey, what do you think of Bing?
Random person 2: I don't know, I guess he is retarded.

NAT like that. Being retarded is a habit or part of one's character. Also notice how the replier would begin his reply with "I don't know." THATS where my identity should be. "I don't know" suggests that I either don't have an identity or I have one but its easily forgettable. In my case I think I don't have one.

I think an identity should comprise of more than just a habit. It should include all sorts of things, like tastes and preferences, the way the mind works, and so on. The things one does should also reflect some part of that identity, like:

Random person 1: Omg what's Bing doing alone at the bridge?
Random person 2: Oh, he likes to look at _ _ _ _ _ to relax.

Not:

Random person 2: Uhh, I don't know. I guess he's being retarded.

Hahaha I realise how often I am associated with the word retarded. I guess that could be my character. But I don't have an identity. I make no choices when I have to simply because I don't know which choice I prefer. I have no clear taste and preference, no clear way of how my mind works etc. etc.

Ohwell I'll work on that.

AAAAnywayy, BABY GIRAFFE! ZOMG BABY GIRAFFE IS SO DAMN CUTE HA HA HA XD
Cuteness redefined. Heehee XD

And when you're free, you should seriously go and watch Love Actually, regardless of whether you have already watched it. Oh before that, watch 500 Days of Summer. The sadness and pity felt by watching 500 Days of Summer would be cured by the loveliness of Love Actually teehee ^^

Okay I'll be off to continue studying. I can't understand how some, or most people in school, can stand studying for hours on end. I just can't. I think the human mind isn't made like that. The human mind is a mushy squishy thing meant to be used for ALL aspects of life, not just studying. Or maybe I was talking about the brain. Hmm. Same difference I guess.

Yours with a rather odd mood,
Bing

For All The Shit

2010-08-31T22:53:00.004+08:00

For all the shit I went through, I get nothing,
Nothing, nothing, nothing.
Nothing to help me learn from the past,
nothing to help me feel good.
Nothing.

For all the shit I went through, nothing changed.
Nothing, nothing, nothing.
Shit still fell on my head,
shit still happened.

For all the shit I went through, I felt like it was unfair.
Unfair that I kept getting haunted by my past,
unfair that I can't let go no matter how hard I try.
Unfair, I think.

For all the shit I went through, I realise I probably deserved it.
Deserved what I got for quitting rugby,
deserved what I got for wasting four years of my life ruining my brain,
deserved what I got for not being a good son.
I deserved it, and I dont like it.

Quitting rugby was a mistake.
The finals in '08 still replays in my mind every two days or so.
Oh, how different the outcome could have been,
how different our reactions would have been,
how different the system mindsets would have been,
had I played.
Had I worked that little bit harder in training.
Had I not lost the ball to someone in what was to be my final touch of a rugby ball in training.
Had I just taken the shit from my coach like a man and not collapse when it mattered.
It still haunts me, I cant get over it.
Maybe someday, I can play against my old coachs' team.
And beat them.
And beat him.
Beat the shit out of him to make him see what he missed,
and what I let go to waste.
And maybe finally get over this and move on with life.

Dozing off in RI was a mistake.
Not using one's full mental capacity for some time reduces its overall mental capacity.
Imagine what four years can do.
Imagine what might be had I not let my mind rot.
I wouldn't be in this shit.
I shouldn't have had to go through the shit,
coming out smelling horrible.

Being a bad son was and is still a mistake I make.
I don't like talking about it.
But I wish I had enough self control not to lose my temper so easily.

For all the shit I went throught,
one would imagine me coming out a stronger person.
Instead, I come out smelling like, you guessed it, shit.
FML.

Im sorry, just to illustrate what I meant in that poem-which-wasn't-meant-to-be, I shall tell you what I did. I failed every test in the run up to the prelims. I had yet another nightmare about the rugby finals last night. I ripped my uniform shirt because I got too angry at my mum, and got so rude and offensive that I got disgusted by myself.

I hate not being able to let go. Of rugby.

-AING

someone has issues

2010-08-23T21:34:00.002+08:00

Problems with my life.

1) I never really know what I want until it's impossible to have it already, and then I do realise how much I wanted it.

2) I never make decisions that might have consequences, cos I'm scared shitless about consequences. So I wait and wait and wait until I don't have to make that decision anymore and life makes its decision for me, for better or worse.

3) I never finish what I star

Shift.

2010-08-10T19:05:00.002+08:00

because, Mr Creedy, ideas are bulletproof.

I WANA HUG YOU

2010-08-10T02:19:00.005+08:00

Okay I realised I've been completely void of humor in my previous posts and i dont know why. I think I'm losing it. Like seriously, remember how Indra Shahdan Daud got his knee injury and he never found his pace and scoring touch again? Yeah, something like that. For those who don't know who he is, you should be ashamed of yourself, really.

Crying is quite a mystery. When I feel high and happy, a simple incident could throw me off completely, making me cry involuntarily. When I feel overwhelmed and upset, I just can't seem to cry. Crying is therapeautic in that sense, because I always feel better after I cry, but when I'm upset, I can't cry. I think its because the body works following a system of counter-productive equilibrium. When you feel happy, your body will make you cry to reduce you to what you were before: normal. When you're sad, your body doesn't give a damn, because the body wants to see you suffer for all the suffering you made it go through.

OR I could just be a wimp.

Seriously, I think I'm turning into a wimp. I don't know why. Oh that reminds me, why do people always ask you stuff, the answer to which you just mentioned? Like:

Me: I don't know why, but I feel like crying alot these days.
Random person: Why do you feel like crying?
Me: I don't know why.
Random person: Oh. Okay.

Heh some might go, "Ohmygoodness is he talking about me? I remember having this conversation with him a while ago," followed by making my favourite face to use on MSN: o.o
Heh don't worry, this is just a random observation I made while staring at blank space yesterday morning.

Which reminds me. Yesterday, after a heart-to-heart (aww I think it's nice to have these, this probably explains why girls like having it) with a friend, I stayed up till 4.30 am before I went to sleep. And what did I do in the meantime? I stared at the wall in front of me, occasionally crying. AND I DON'T KNOW WHY. Sheesh that really pisses me off. Chey angsty ah.

Ohwell. I want to sign off here since its getting late.

FINGSTER

welcome to the new

2010-08-08T23:27:00.003+08:00

i've always thought of making a blog. But for 5 reasons.

1) I could never think of a nice url name thingy. To be honest, a lot of peoples blogs have really sucky names anyway and if i were to have a blog, i wanted something special. something unique and awesome. but I never found that perfect url.

2) too much commitment. If I had a blog, i'd probably feel obliged to post shit and nonsense even if I didn't have shit and nonsense to post. and i didn't want that. That probably comes from reading other people's shit and nonsense too. of course, that means when I did have actual insightful comments on the meaning of life, I had nowhere to put it on so they probably got lost in the depths of my mind. the world mourns. (who am i kidding, what insight, all i have to offer is more shit and nonsense)

3) all the options. too much thinking. wordpress or blogger? tagboard or not? what theme? really really really too much effort.

4) whats the point really? you blog to tell the world what you wouldn't otherwise be able to. but do you really want to tell the world? you spend enough time in real life trying to constantly act like how people want you to act, say what people want you to say that when you have a blog, you let it all out and say what you mean/think. but the world still sees it. and that kinda just defeated the point for me.

5) I don't have a 5th reason. see this is why i shouldnt have a blog.

but like many things in life, I want one anyway. so what this long-winded post is trying to say is:

TODAY IS THE DAY SIAPATANYA IS REVIVED.

but this isn't the old siapatanya. heck, no matter how many revives or hyper potions anyone uses on siapatanya it will never be the same again. yes, its sad but its true so time to get over it.

so, shift, whats new siapatanya all about? well, shift, its all about the power of words. the power of ideas. you can kill a man but you cant kill an idea (quote from awesome movie). so, fellow matbloods, put all ideas that you have here. ALL OF THEM. okay, maybe not all, but i think you get the point.

so post wtv you want to, say what you want to say to anyone in the world without actl having to deal with the consequences (unless its slander or some shit like that, in that case youre an idiot). Use codenames. If no one understands wtf you're talking about its okay, cos the most important thing is you do. and your words are out there. and the world is better for it.

yeah so thats all i have for now. like i said, everyone post what you want to. only one ground rule, always sign off. But difference is, you don't need to sign off as your REAL codename if you dont want to. you can sign off as anything you want (other than a real codename that already exists). you can use any colour you want. you can call yourself cockface beastmaster if you so please. all in the interest of saying what you want without the restrictions of your identity. but sign off. cos its your words.

so this might be the last time i post as shift. although i doubt it, i'm too self-indulgent for that. it wont be the last time i post though. watch out world.

shift to the wift

Getting On With The Show

2010-07-11T18:12:00.003+08:00

I'm so sorry about the last post, it was just me feeling down like I never felt before. Well maybe I felt worse than that in sec 4 after the rugby finals, but you get the point.

Anyway, I think its official that I must be the only one left visiting this blog, so I think I am going to keep posting here because I think nobody will discover this blog for awhile. I think I'll make this the place I come to when things get too much for me to handle. I want to at least keep this blog alive even if its just for awhile more.

I dont know whats happening to me. Im brushing my friends off the wrong way. Some had an okay impression with me when they first met me, but I think now they see me as just another insignificant person in their lives, if they even see me any more. I always take my best friends for granted. I think I've been lucky to have been gifted with so many extremely good friends, friends who are always there for me and who I can truly trust. Lately I think I've just been annoying them, something I never wanted to end up doing. I thought I could avoid that problem by not divulging all my thoughts to them because I have many thoughts and sharing them all at once would hog all the attention, making me selfish. This is also something I want to avoid but increasingly, I feel like I'm growing to be a bossy sort of person, somewhat a bully.

Im losing the friends I truly treasure with all my heart. Sure there will always be the one or two guys I can always depend on, but I think its not a nice thing to let relationships die. I dont know anything any more, but I think I dont mind. I'm all for going slow and steady, searching for what I need one at a time. The only problem is I don't know where to start. I need help. I need someone who can truly understand me without me having to say anything. I need someone who really understands me, someone who can read me, make me feel vulnerable yet secure. I have friends who fulfil some of those criteria, but none of them fill all of them at once.

I miss my old self, the one back in sec 3 and 4. I feel like despite what I said in my goodbye post at the end of sec 4, I think I am the one who changed the most. I hurt people. I cry so often I hate even mentioning it. Maybe that's why I come here. I want an escape. To go to someplace where I feel unencumbered.

I hope the rain stops soon. Then the rainbows can come out, even if for awhile only.

Fing ( I'm sorry, Ive been using inconsistent colours because I keep forgetting that I am pink.)

Seriously man

2010-05-22T13:18:00.003+08:00

FUCK THIS man. seriously fuck. I dont want to say it all here cos its a freaking public blog even though nobody comes here anymore but still FUCK. Life really sucks yknow. I keep expecting things and i keep getting disappointed. Since last year. Since i entered JC. So many things happened but I think it all revolved around one central problem. AND I CANT GET RID OF IT. I dont want to. But thats expecting too much. Thats inviting disappointment. And to think that after so many disappointments coming from the same shit, I should learn. But no. IT just keeps coming back. Just keeps making it impossible to ignore. FUCK. why am i such a wimp.

Fing.

a post.

2010-03-07T23:43:00.004+08:00

ok sorry not funny. But then again, I've never been particularly funny. Read my posts if you don't believe. But this blog is where I pretend like anyone finds me funny to boost my own ego. So if not funny then sorry don't blame me go make your own damn post. Or read kulubi/fuckle/mavado's posts located on the right of your screen. If you don't laugh at that shit you don't possess a sense of humour.

Which brings me to the point of this post. (kinda) CONGRATULATIONS TO THE FOUNDING FATHERS AND MOTHERS OF THIS ESTEEMED BLOG! (AND I LOVE YOU FOR COMING HERE TO READ THIS!) okay, I'm not sure what everyone got (except for certain people who the whole singapore know what they got hurhur) but the people I did meet (Fuckle aaand uh fuckle haha) did really well and so they deserve a round of applause. we love you guys for putting the mat in smart. especially the smart(est) mat. now go out there and have fun eh wait no do NS haha.

But this year its about us. And it's already March. The sitis eh no CTs are coming closer and closer and in a blink of an eye (a really long blink) it'll be prelims then a levels. damn. It says a lot about me that while some classmates of mine are already planning for university, I just want to do decently for my CTs. I still have no idea what the heck I want to do. Maybe Chem ah.

so j3s, I know I said I love you all but shit the pressure is pressurizing. But I have faith in us. We will pull through. We are gonna ownz pwnz ttmz. Confirm. Now someone please teach me Econs.

Shift.

ps: congrats also to pesta pantunners although i just realised that none of them are exactly the target audience of this blog so this is useless. uh to make it less awkward i shall compose a pantun of awesomeness now.

orang gila main tuba
something something something asam
jeba jeba jeba jeba
pantun ini sugguh awesome

dedicated to patch

Memories

2010-02-23T20:29:00.003+08:00

I was feeling kind of down so i decided to come here. kindof like how people run away to their childhood places to reminisce about the past to make themselves feel better. same concept here.

i dont know who else probably does this, but i really come here about once every two weeks with that tiny speck of hope that someone came and posted something in this blog. but who am i kidding? the j3s, the founding brothers, have long left the secondary section of the school and havent looked back since. the j2s are too busy being caught up with their own busy lives. or simply too cool to come to this childish place meant for expressing one's feelings when there were no girls around. now that there are girls, who needs a stupid blog? the j1s never really got into the tradition of posting any real posts into this blog, and although some commendable effort was made last year, it all faded into nothingness come midyear. lets not even go to the sec 4s.

everytime i come here to seek solace, i get disappointed. but then, at least there were people having mindless conversations in the tagboard. still, even those dried up by the end of last year. and as of now, i think i might be the only one left visiting this blog.

but it does not matter.
it does not matter that i get disappointed everytime.
it does not matter that nobody comes here anymore.
it does not matter that nobody might ever even remember this blog, or simply dismiss it as part of their miscellenous past.

because to me, this blog will always hold a special place in my heart. ridiculous right?

it probably is. but you should understand that i grew up for two years with this blog as one of my truest and closest friends. i grew up with it from sec 3 to sec 4, when academics did not offer much to me and the only thing providing me with comfort was this blog. when there was nobody around, long before true friendships and unbreakable bonds were forged, this blog was all i had. when i had to cry, this blog made me feel better. when i had to share my joy, this blog was there to share it all.

i know that some of the main members of this blog (the ones with the pictures on the right) might even be embarrassed to admit being a part of this not-so-historic blog. but that will never be me. i will always be proud to say that i was part of this blog, because childish as it may be, this blog represents a significant part of our growing years, whether we like to admit it or not.

so just in case any one of you get the urge to close down this blog, please reconsider. this blog holds many memories, memories which will not last very long should this blog be closed down because as you might have read, some of us really have a unique way of narrating and this makes reading about our past more interesting. the only thing keeping the memories of my (as well as others, im sure) secondary school days as vivid as they once were is this blog. take it away and the only thing i will have left is, well, memories.

it would be great if this blog someday came back to life, but i highly doubt it would ever be. after all, this blog has become somewhat irrelevant now that the purpose it was set up no longer applies to us. but still..

finally, to this great blog, i bid you farewell. i may not ever post here again, but it is not with the intention of doing so. We have served each other well, so lets take a final bow. a bow of honour if you like.

yours till the end, Fing

2009-09-26T04:54:00.001+08:00

2009-06-24T16:10:00.001+08:00

I am so bored.
i want extended hols.
fcuk theyre waiting for someone to die.
and it's quite scary since i was in two hotspots.
wheeee now who wants to share a drink?

ok tell me a guitar can't sing,
WRONG!

here, enjoy, too bad theres no video.

2009-05-24T20:57:00.002+08:00

rj drama 09

other stupid stuff

2009-01-12T20:57:00.000+08:00

5 pictures for a start.:)

AM

Heroes or Zeroes??

2008-12-30T22:23:00.005+08:00

okay, today i woke up then bath (not like some people...) then wear clothes then eat breakfast then go out then go back home then eat lunch then go out again then go back home again then skip dinner then watch TV and watch ManU own the fck out of Liverpool+Chealsea+Arsenal+all combines into one freaking dogol team then celebrate manU victory then feel damn tired then go to bed (but not sleep) then daydream (or is it night dream) then sleep. The End.

Ever wanted to read such a post in this blog and get amazed and fascinated by such bloody bullshit? Well, if u wanted then not my problem ah but if u did not want to, then wawaweewa good for you cause the bloody post above is like the shit the splashed out of the toilet bowl when some idiot pressed the flush button in the opposite direction(making the shit flush out and not in)........ so that is why happeeman is here to save you from ur boredom and tell you a freaking damn nice story about (as the title suggests) 'heroes or zeroes?'.....

Warning: This story is mainly related to the characters in the Heroes Series so all u toot who didnt bother to actually watch this damn freaking nice series, then go and eat some 'merepek kerepek' and let the others wh actually watched it sit back and enjoy...........

Heroes or Zeroes?

One fine day, super fine ah, like the sky was freaking blue and the birds were flying happily, Sylar when out on a shopping spree to steal Powers... So he walked cunningly along the pavements, waiting for the right moment to strike and suddenly out of the blue (why not red or yellow or green or purple?) he saw Claire (the hot one). So he used his bloody move things power and pinned claire to the wall, then he stupidly tried to cut open her forehead. On the first attempt, he didnt succeed as Claire healed back juz as Sylar cut through her head, so he tried again... and again... and again... and again... and again... and again and finally he gave up and said 'Claire, ur special'. So Sylar juz heck care and went off to find Arthur Patrelli, his 'father' and juz as he arrived at pinehearst, he stopped a bullet right infront of Arthur's head. Where the bullet came from? It was Peter and the Blackmama... So Sylar wanted to be the hero of the day and so he said 'Peter, go and die ah, this guy is mine'. So sylar, with his newfound lie detector skill, asked a simple question to arthur, 'are you my father?'. Arthur stupidly said 'yes, son.' Sylar got that tingling feeling and then he lost control of the bullet and the bullet went through Arthurs head, killing him instantly. So Sylar was like damn happy and all that he became somebody and so he went off to finish his other job, kill everyone else. So he went on a rampage, killing all the heroes and people in the world except one dog (wah like I am legend sia)... so sylar and the dog lived together (btw, the dog is snuffles (claires punye mak punye anjing that got injected with claire's healing powers, and so the dog could not die...)... so they lived together and Sylar was like, 'wat the hell ah! no people to kill, damn sian sia... Why the aliens dont want to visit earth, idiots, now i got nothing to do!!!'... and so he came up of a brilliant idea of how to content his hunger, so he cut Snuffles and waited for it to heal and repeated the process on and on until he became damn tired and then he sleep to regain energy so that he could repeat the process the next day... However, jengjengjeng.... One fine day, while Sylar was 'playing' with snuffles... Claire and the Blackmama emerged from the shadows to stop Sylar. "hey u bloody bastard, stop playing with my mum's dog and fight us like a man!" Sylar gave a horny smile and tried to whack both of them to the wall, but too bad, his powers couldnt work anymore cause the blackmama was there. So Sylar put on his wrestling underwear and wrestled with claire... then the blackmama recorded the fight so that it could be put on Youtube when suddenly, all of them realize something, claire could actually heal even though the blackmama was there, meaning that snuffles could heal too, so snuffles went and bite Sylar in the penis and made him hurt like crap(wah, so sad, no more fathers day)... so claire took advantage, took out two chairs from under the wrestling ring, placed sylars head in between the chairs and did the world famous 'conchairto'... Wooohooo.... Sylar was finally died when his brain got smashed into a trillion pieces which every neuron flying into the air like a volcano eruption... Claire and The blackmama was so relived that it was all finally over but they figured that the world was a little lonely... so with their horny heads put together, they had a fcking good time and made alot of children who made even more children and even more children and at last, the world had people living in it again, but this time the whole world had powers within them, good powers?evil powers? no one would ever know if there could be another Sylar on the loose....

-The End- or maybe -To bo Continued-

So why is the title Heroes or Zeroes? how i noe, it just sounds decend and nice and very nice and ultra nice and it at least has something to do with the story. as for the people who didnt understand the story, thats not my problem, im not like a damn pro writer who can make poeple enjoy reading but i got one suggestion, read the story again so u understand better but if you still dont understand, then juz go do your own shit and tell yourself that u have never read such a story..... On a lighter note, the heroes series is freakng awesome and people should go watch ah... Anyway, school starting sia, bloody hell, time fly like eagle sia, why cant it juz be a KIWI bird and not fly at all? so at least we can enjoy more of our holidays..... Anyway, to ppl out there still schooling, gd luck ppl and enjoy sch while u still can...

With much Happeeness, Like a happeemeal, As Happee as can be
Happeeman

merepek kerepek is actually bullshit in disguise

2008-11-26T22:10:00.007+08:00

Okay, as most of you can tell from the title, this post is going to be utter bullshit. So dont waste your time reading it if you're a Man Shitty fan, because Im going to make fun of Man Shitty and botakhead 'superman' in this post alot.

But before that, I have breaking news!

Merepek Kerepek is actually Bullshit in disguise!!!

In a shocking move that shocked many people, Merepek Kerepek, self-proclaimed ruler of the famous underworld only known as "Full of Crap", has finally revealed himself to be Bullshit, the masked vigilante who roams the streets at night doing nothing in particular. Political analysts could only describe the sudden revelation as "Shitty"...

Hmm, speaking of shitty, do you guys know of a team that lost to a team proclaimed as 'Loserpool' by the fan who supports this team? No? Oh yeah, the one with the botakhead in the team, who this aforementioned fan describes as 'Superman'. Actually I dont know why.

Look at this. The REAL superman, big, strong, red cape, hot girl, superhot red underwear. Deflecting bullets with his nipples, shooting laserbeams like step-cyclops, red boots. Oh yeah, the laserbeams he shoots are red. and his logo is mostly red. Cool superman logo. Sleek black hair. I can go on and on, but I dont think anyone would actually still be reading up to this point, so why bother?

Now look at this. Do you see what I mean? This looks exactly like The-Guy-Shift-Proclaims-To-Be-Superman. What the hell, right? I mean, you could even go as far as to say what the f***-uck, but this is a family blog so its censored. The only reason why I put this picture in particular is because I cant find a botak picture of The-Guy-Shift-Proclaims-To-Be-Superman. Look at him. Fat, botak, yellow, botak, cant deflect bullets with his nipples, botak, eats chips in a blue packet. So uncool. SO uncool. Like AM's sign off, but not that bad. heehee.

Hey what the hell? WHAT the hell? This isnt bullshit! This is Man Shitty slander! Okay focus, its time to use the power of the enormous empat-kepala to good use! ITS BULLSHIT TIME! KAMEHADHSFSFJHEEFNAKANINAFLE!

Haha kamehameha. Sounds so lame. like Nabuto. But I dont watch hentai, so I dont know whether kamehamehahahahaha is from Nabuto or Drago(no)ballZ or some other hentai show. heehee, Drago no ballz. Its like saying Dragonball Z, except you put an 'O' in between the 'n' and the 'b', then it looks like Drago no ballz. Its like making fun of Drago, whose balls were cut off in an unfortunate accident involving a Polar Bear and a McFlurry. heehee, Im so funny.

Speaking of funny, have you met Forge?

Forge. Makes me think of bunnies. I dont know why. Maybe its because when I think of a forge, I think of bunnies. Get it? Forge? Bunnies?

EXACTLY my point. Forge isnt funny.

Hahahaha Im such a bastard. Sorry Forge, I just feel like a bastard today.

Staying on course, bullshit. WHAT the hell? Again. Why the HELL do they call it bullshit? And by they, I mean them. Actually its not just them, its *THEM*, with the asterisks and capitalisations and all. Seriously. I mean it. And by it, I mean the part where I say its not just them but *THEM* complete with all the bullshit and all. EH! See what I mean? Why do *THEY* call *IT* bullshit? Why? WHY? Z. HAHAHAHAHA IM SO DAMN FREAKING FUNNY IT HURTS YOU KNOWING THAT YOURE NOT AS FUNNY AS ME.

Hmm speaking of tissue, I need to go. Bye!

Not the tile,
Dertile.

No, just kidding. Im not going until I think of a better sign off.

Ooh! I thought of one, but I never said I was going to use it. Bye!

Not the tile,
Dertile.

Farewell cruel world.

2008-11-24T21:58:00.006+08:00

~~Dear world.~~

Dear Headmaster(mistress?), Deputy HeadMaster, Deputy HeadMistress, teachers, fellow matrafflesians, Mr Barack Obama and the rest of the world,

My name is Shift. Well, not really, I've got a real name that I'm sure our dear head-whatevers would like to find out but sorry, no cake for you. I'm not sure really why when a while back, when the esteemed founders of this blog asked me for a code name to call myself, I chose Shift. If you asked me now for a code-name, I'd probably choose something else like Noose or Wookie. But I chose Shift then so it is with that that I introduce myself as Shift.

I am now in JC1. It feels so damn weird to be writing that. Heck, it still feels strange to be saying that I'm from RI. I've never been the most outgoing person, never been the most easy to make friends or the most fun guy to be around. And so I admit that I was more or less invisible throughout a majority of life in secondary school, only there to fill up the empty space. I never did make an effort to try to involve myself more and inevitably my fellow batchmates stopped trying to make me. If you asked someone from the mat batch of 2008 to name all the malays three years ago, he'd probably forget my name.

But I feel I can say now that I've shed that shell that I was hiding in all this while. The 3T/4T gang of malays, to a large extent, has helped me do this so take a bow Agents Forge, Fing, Finch, Patch and Stittilicious or however the fk you spell it. I guess it's not for me to say if I've truly been a much greater friend in Sec 4 than sec 1 but I feel that way. In some part of my brain, I'm feeling sad that I missed 2/3 years of great fun and enjoyment with my fellow mats but the other part of my brain is telling me that there's still JC to look forward too, that we'll still be together. I hope it's telling the truth, my brain is weird that way.

You know what's weird? People who say they know something like the back of their hands. How well can you fooking know the back of your hand? Personally, I don't know it that well, I mean I know his name of course (Say hello Leftie and Rightie) but I'm not sure of their hobbies or their favourite ice cream flavour. So that's what I'm saying when I say I know the sec 3 batch as well as the back of my hand. I like your batch. Bob has been one of the success stories of the year and with the other Bob leaving he'll be the one and only Bob left in the school. Keep close to each other but I don't think you need me telling you that.

As for the other batches I've got fuck all to say to you. Not because I'm not bothered but because I don't know enough. Just be good people, solat, puasa and everything.

I'm through this reflection shit now it's time for something a whole lot more important.

This goes out to my good friends Muzzle and AM. (and maybe Finch)

THREE NIL HAHA EAT MY SHIT WENGER IM SURE "THE SCORELINE FLATTERED CITY" WE WERE DAMN GOOD AND YOU KNOW IT.

for those who missed it, highlights here.

Here are my highlights

Ireland's goal - Superman has been so damn good this season I'm gonna post a picture of him at the end of this post.
Robinho - his goal was so classy, and that back heel that should've been a goal but was somehow stupidly ruled out for a non-existent offside was.. zomg. Shame he didn't score that one-on-one but I still wanna have his babies.
Van Persie - i laughed until i wanted to shit at his pathetic attempt to kick the ball out of Hart's hands and volley it in. Should've got booked or something, good refereeing (for once).
winning three-nil

So who's next? Guess what it's those red bastards, no not Arsenal the ones I hate to the fucking core. Watch out bitches.

In peace,
Wookie.

PS: I didn't break my promise cos I had my hands in a moon and star shape cos I'm a Muslim and so the promise wasn't valid and anyway I've posted now so who cares and this is such a run-on sentence.

PPS: Okay, maybe this isn't farewell, all depends on what happens on Sunday. I may go into hiding for a while.

PPPS: Dear Mr Barack Obama, I have noticed that your initials spell B.O. Maybe you should change your name to Danny or something, it would smell a whole lot sweeter. Thanks for reading Siapatanya.

PPPPS: Little kids please look away now.

I just realised that noone has ever hijacked a post. HAHA SHIFT 3-2 REMEMBER THAT?

Dertile

Dear Dertile,

go make your own post. it's not polite to hijack. even looserpool fans should have manners.

PS: 21 February 2009. Guess what, that's almost one month after 30th January 2009. I can't wait.

Winningly,
Noose

Dear Shift,

First of all, you are Shift, not Noose. Noose is such a stupid name. Like... Ireland. Who the hell has a surname which is the same as a country? Okay, many people. But they suck. Like Man shitty.

5 Oct 2008, remember. 21 Feb, looking forward to it ^^

Not the tile,
Dertile

2008-11-20T22:00:00.002+08:00

helloooooooooooh!
since the ever-so-hapee hapeeman asked me to post than i post.

firstly, im disappointed.
because.
wenger's los boys(gay eh?) LOST TO SPURS
HAAAAAAAAAAAAA HOW DID THAT HAPEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNN????
i was fromt own and rushed to the kopitiam in pasir ris and just sat down and BAM 1-0.
then when i was buying food my friend rushed to me and danced in the middle of the queue
bugger.

ouhh and i tore my lip, fuckle was there!
hahahas he saw me tear my lip!
wahh proud sehh tear lip -.-"

then i have retests.
and i doubt any other mat here has retests. Im damn sad.ok maybe not so.
but so tired and lazy to study.haaaaaaaa.
not tired as in tired tired but like tiredtired.i mean like not tired but study for eoy already still have to study for RETESTS.
balls.

and it's been awhile since i met you guys.
wanna go for some soccer/picnic/eatandgetfat session?
"hellJYEAH!" AM responds.

gahhh lame. me and lameness.we're attached twins.

so this is another boring post from AM

up UP and awa....OUCH the ceiling!
AM

Farewell..

2008-11-12T15:52:00.001+08:00

Hi. Long time no post. And that being said, i think this will be my last post. like, ever. Maybe not. who knows.

Anyway, since school ended..............
Bleh. Lets not go there just yet.

Ever wondered why during sch time, people all want sch to end so they can have all the time they want and yet when it arrives, everyone doesnt seem happy at all? Hm. Such a mystery. Ok lah, not not happy, just, not happy ah.

How to say? Like, alah u know wad i mean lah, i hope. If not, go spam the tagboard. At least it will be alive again. Haha.

And as i mentioned before, any strain of humour comes only during times of great stress, like when were suppossed to be studying for CCTs, which just shows our misplaced sense of priority. Of course, who wouldnt want to post in this blog given the chance to study hard? Not me. I would love to do so. However, i have been, shamefully, neglecting this blog, and when i got back, i found it to be dead. Haiz. Cmon man. Shitty as it is, this blog now in a way represents a part of our lives. The teachers talk about it (who wouldnt?), so much so that the DHM (thats the deputy headmaster, for u nutheads who still think the school is only being governed by a plump guy called Bob.) knows about it and because of that, every of our actions are now being scrutinised.

Hah, nice one. at least we wont be in RI next year to witness it all :p. Then again, technically we will still be in RI. Just not the part which has "Mats are troublemakers" written all over it. Actually thats not so bad. But save some dignity man.

Ah, heres the real reason for the post. Its time, and i am so dam sad to say this, to say goodbye. Yealah, its not goodbye. We will still meet wad. Like summore we still in same school all. But it not the same. It just isnt. There will be girls abound. Im not particularly happy about this. I know its bad to be like, possesive or sth, but u guys are all i can depend all, no matter how unreliable u all can be sometimes, and the very rumour or thought that a number of us are going out with them minahs is quite frightening, like some kind of reunion, for those who get what i mean.

Like four years. Four short years. It all just flew by. Like the wind. Betol sia. I remember when i first went to RI, i was like nemain can slack, i still got four years. Now its, wtf why did i slack, i only had four years. Really, your perspective changes as time goes by.

In 2005, basically in sec 1, we were as far apart as i can imagine. The first mat i made frens with is Fuz, and that is a good indicator of how far apart we all were. Not saying ur bad lah, Fuz, its just ur now not one of our closer frens, except me of course. Ppl got along ot knowing the inevitable, and i really did not like the sec 4s at that time, well except Nazirul, hes the one u just have to respect.I though they were a bunch of concieted assholes. Seriously. Especially when they stripped Finch, cos i wasnt familiar with the whole stripping tradition we all have. I also did not like the sec 3s and 2s, seeing i thought they too were assholes. I thought they were too joke-y, and did not take life seriously enough. Basically, i was an alien. I knew muzzle only by word of mouth, i heard of Stittalicious because of stories i heard and i did not even recognize Forge, And Gred, thinking they were twins a they had faters of a same name. *Gasp! Unbelievable but true. The part about me knowing Fuz first is true, even if i did sit next to Muzzle in malay class and officially, i "knew" him first.

In sec 2, life was no different. I went around hating ppl. Not hating lah, i did not like them. Man i still remember the day the then little Khai entered the school. That sort of made me obliged to like our predecessor, but i eventually did grow to like them. I still remember the MCC camp. Anuar, a nuthead like the rest of us, kicked the ball high into the sky. It went up, up up, then came down. It was going to the second floor of the podium and we were all screaming as if it would help the ball not get stuck. WE all heaved a huge sigh of relief when the ball hit the railings, only for it to bounce up onto the third floor, which was basically out of bounds to anyone. We were speechless. The sheer stupidity of some of us and our luck. From then on i started seeing the humour in things and became more light hearted and accepting.

Sec 3 was the power year. In came the shit batch. Nah joking. Now that i reflect, i think the sec 1s in 2007 are very very similar to us. Sec s became more involved and it was the year of the birth of the Mat room. What was so special about that year was we finally got together. Come to think of it, i dont kow how, we just did. Finch, who before this never mixed with us, somehow came good. I think this can be attributed to the fact that 6of us, thats half, were put in the same class. And that fatefull class was the only class in histiry, i think, that has less chinese than non-chinese. amazing. We did crazy stuff, hung around uselessly and Fuckle, the master mind, came up with this blog. He also made some wonderful videos which u all can go check out in his earlier posts. Life rocked in sec 3.

Then this year. WE all dread having to leave this school eventually, so we did stuff to try to emulate last year and pretend that were not going away for good. It was memorable,this year. The sec 3s are starting to take theri rightful shape as, i dono. The sec 2s and being a little closer to one another, but still not close enough. The new batch of sec 1s, are without doubt the weirdest bunch of dudes i met. I dont want to tak about them, not cos i hate them, theyre actually quite likeable. I just dont want to predict what they will become. Let them cock up. See how they turn out to be. Then post about them.

Well as it is, i am starting to get disconnected with this blog, a sure indicator or weakening ties. or at least laziness. Still, it isnt a good sign. Time for the pesanan to our predecessors. To the sec 3s, u all have come of age. Lead the way as we have tried to an as have others before us. Now anak mak dah besar, so must set a good example to ur juniors. good in ur own interpretations. heheh. Rmb ah, dun be like us, always stay close, dun like, alah senang aje cakap. Bros before hoes. Stick up for one another, even syafiq. that poor kid had it tough. i wonder if his childhood will ever be the same again.

Then to the sec 2s, next year dah long pants seh. I can vaguely see where ur going, and i daresay u all will make a fine batch. Just keep ut that effort in trying to be close. U allare cool ppl, contrary to Fuckles belief, cos he didnt have enought time to know u better. Not saying i know u better, just from wad i see. If u all bedek me ah, fuck you.

And sec 1s, hope is not lost. being stupidly weird does not stop you from being a cool batch. However it does pose a huge obstacle like the ones we had in OBS, only u have to face a big fat oily fish somewhere along the way. So beware and always wash ur underwear.

Ah well, thats it i guess. Hope this will not be the last time i post. Cos later, its 5.10 pm and i need to go ntuc to buy food. Chiaoz.

Urs hopefully not for the last time,
Fing.

PS, yang ade gambar grad nite tu, post lah. even better if u can find our batch song.

Unknown is Known.... jengjengjeng

2008-09-18T21:06:00.003+08:00

After all the merepeking around by the others, i figured that i should put an end to this. No, not a 'dead end', but more like a 'the end' and although 'the end's are mostly used in fairy tales, this one is not a fairy tail, neither is it an ox's tail nor a tailor, its known as a 'true tail'. True tails are real and not fake, so to all you people out there who think unknown is a makeup, well he aint, cause you cant put him on your faces.......

Back to unknown case, i think unknown is a real damn dumbshit name. you wanna noe why, not only the person dumbshit ah, but unknown is bloody random. Like, unknown can be anything... So be more specific. There are lots of unknowns to choose from; unknown A, unknown B, unknown C, unknown ..................Nyaejkjhskjaehii jeje BaBa......... unknown X, unknown Y and unknown Z. theres also unknown AB if you want to be more specific.

But actually, the use of unknown (wateva) is damn dumb cause its still damn random..... Why not call yourself Mr. X.................. this would be more specific as x is only one letter and can only refer to one thing. eh wait, oh yar, alamak, forgot, people now think mathematically...... so X is as random as X=X.... so why not name urself............... jengjengjeng

Mr. X= (pls fill in the barckets but dont use pen to fill in cause later ur monitor got permanent mark then not my problem)

So thats its, the identity of unknown......... you u dont already know, pls read the post again, and if you still dont noe, pls read it again, and again and again and read it till (X) times, where X is a positive integer and it equivalent or more or less equal to the exact value of the incredibly popular number, infinite. Still dont get it.......... k nvm

As Happee as can be,
a very happee person,

Happeeman

To Balls or not to Balls?

2008-09-15T20:14:00.002+08:00

I have put ten of thousands of magnifying glasses with zoom power of x5 near the crotch of the fake unknowN who happeely, without a care in the world, decides do disguise himself using another innocent and black member of the blog. Despicable. Kesian the real unkown (his trademark typo). Caught in the middle like a bear trapped in a bear trap only with gajah and gajah fighting and the bear is in between. Ish ish ish. Ish warpel singh. So point number one, use your own name lah, nak pon, make up a new name so u dun rant and rave at the expense of poor bear.

Point number two, as i mntioned, i have excruciatingly scoured the bare land of unknowN's crotch and to my dismay (or utter delight?) i have found no signs of any form of balls. thats right. no balls. I just realised that it is fucking stupid to express your grouses on the tinytiny tagboard only to clog it up with useless name-calling. so, i have taken this initiative to express whatever i store in my mind (obviously theres not alot) in a PROPER POST. Thats right. If i was going to complaincomplaincomplaincomplaincomplaincomplaincomplaincomplaincomplain forever i might as well express it on the nicely decorated page of this blog. So i have a suggestion. either get the password for this blog and post something or get the fuck away from this blog which, in the famous Fuckle's words, we hold dear to our hearts.

Be a man. Do the right thing.

Im not saying im doing the right thing. God knows, i hardly do the right things. but at least im doing it right. this is the last fucking time im saying this. if you really got the guts and you reaally think that i or any other member of the blog have done any wrong, please, for the poor unkown's sake and your maruah (no balls in a man = no maruah. makes sense right?), confront us. If you dare. Let us know how u feel. scream at us. Cry in front of us. maybe even bring ur beloved Pu-No-Who for all i care. the imprtant thing is you stop hiding behind that mouldy green tagboard.ocs later the mould attack you. Then you foever no balls sia.

PS: haha aminah. nice one. i like outsiders giving their inside opinion on this issue. NAICE.

Yours Ballfully,

Fing.

2008-09-11T22:18:00.003+08:00

heyy alls.
im back with a sack that i got on the rack in house of Jack and noticed i lack, a....a...no not smack.i dont want any of that.
ok stop it AM.it may seem damn =.="
but its funwhen u play it with sewel at night as you lay down on the artificial field at night without thinking of all the studying and work to be done.
but then after that, BAM! the work drop on you like...how...happeeman loves doing in taupoks.
yes you can imagine how that hurts.

but it couldnt hurt more to suck up till someone gets dry, then realise it wasnt worth it at all. wait lemme highlight. 'AT ALL'

or maybe it could. when you dont understand much of a language and two people keep talking about anderson anderlei weeman oaktree aladdin mrmushroom and all. hahahah milkcin.go figure.

i wonder why they call it giler babi. ive never seen a babi giler. babi yes ah pat skola.
ouhh maybe its those babi hutan when theyre hunted by wild oompaloompas wwith sticks that end with sharp edges. much like....'insert name''s

actually its quite mundane now in school.with all the mugging and no time for fun.and going home early to breakfast at home.heeheeXP

and im so mundane i dont know what else to talk about.

and thanks for spending tme to read this. its better than the newspapers.
XD

ouh and i pity patnick whos so distressed over something that came out today in the papers.

aniway, i wonder how itd be like next year :(

but yea lets have fun and kaciao aston martyn again.

AMnotPMeventhoitsPMasAMisthesex

and i saw a Mas inside there *makes horrific face like 5hotdogs stuck in the mouth and eyes like saw abg GAY when he saw AM's monster*cute one tho.

JEJE BABA

2008-09-09T20:07:00.003+08:00

Bwahaha. Onlt this time, im not back. Im front.

Whee. the holidays came and went just like that. Like, i didnt even have time to unzip my pants before the pee starts gushing out. Ok, maybe the fact that we are puasaing accounts for it, but still??!! I'd expect more from the holidays. Okay, maybe ppl like me sedar sikit and try to start early for EOY, but in the end, its the same old story. After enthu-enthu start studying at an electrifying pace, I burn out and slack, leaving no trace whatsoever of any form of studying. To put it short-short, the holidays were a waste. At least we got to warmup our puasa before school starts. I would hate to start puasa immediately and witness some insensitive munjens purposely eating in front of us.

Nyaejkjhskjaehii jeje BaBa.

Our new anthem.

However, despite a slow start to the week, it really warms me (and i hate being warm cos being warm makes me thirsty. id rather be cold.) to know that i can pull out a lesson or two in life. First lesson, as painfully learnt by a certain bugger called Syafiq, is that teachers dont rule the world and it doesnt pay to act like ur on top the world. It only pays when u sit behind the table pretending to teach, like Pu-No-Who. See, i told u redi. Suck up to teacher is no use unless u can suck up to frens and other students who matter at the same time. Sibuk-sibuk nak suck up to Pu-No-Who, exco pon tak dapat. HAAH! a big H-A-A-H! goes to Syafiq. if u cant manage what i suggested might as well dun suck up at all and be urself. Like me. I cant suck up to teachers for nuts. Probably the reason for my glowing remarks in my PRs. Or if u truly are an ass, I have only one thing to say, FUCK OFF!

Haha. It really pleases me to the max to see all his hard sucking go to waste like u made RI builing made of cards only to have the current exco pull out one of the bottom cards. FOOOM. The whole thing goes down. Well done guys. Really. U really made my day. I still cant contain my excitement. Interesting to see how Syafiq turns out to be. Maybe he will be so depressed that he will start taking drugs and die early, not like AM, cos AM got stamina bebeh. Ok lah, i wont be so bad as to hope for him to die, but i do hope he, uh, i dono what unbad things i can say so i should stop. Puasa tau. Nanti batal, in the famous words of Martyn, as his shoe flew around the room.

Ah now we should discus Martyn. Kesian, baru sec 1 dah kena Dingolfee. Ok dah end of story. And i like ur gesture of contributing 5 dollars for Patnics birthday bag when ur own costs 6.1 times more, a handsome 183 dollars to be exact. Haha.

Btw HAPPEE BIRTHDAY PATNIC! This is special, as i am veryveryveryveryveryveryveryveryveryvery sure he is the only non-mat who we care so much about to actually care about his birthday.

Alah, thats it ah. Dah penta. I dun even know if what i typed made senses. I do hope, however, that it made dollars.

Yours depressingly,

FIN

G

Whoops i dropped my name.

2008-08-17T22:02:00.002+08:00

hello wello all you dirty yellow mango fellows.
greetings and Assalamualaikum from me,
the one and only
AM
wheeee.
eh please.applause please.standing ovu...ovation please.
since this is my first post, i shall talk about something that really has nothing to be talked about,
nothing
actually i dont know what to talk about.maybe randombandom.
Firstly, to all taggers, i am not babi.neither am i haram. i am baby halal
while stocks last.
and secondly, the only reason why everyone except she who must not be named rarely sees me praying is that because i hafal the surahs so well that i perform them so fast but im still khusyuk.:)

and tomorrow is math CCT. n OUH my invigilator is my form teacher who happens to be *bleeep*
guess who. shes not chio thats why her name not chio.
and ouhh after tomorrow, if you guys dont see me, please tell mum, dad, n all the others and my dear goldfish that i always talk about that i love them. coz prolly i sent myself to the zoo and jumped into the lion's enclosure.heeee

taaa people.

AM
its AM coz...
its not PM

i'm not sure how many posts this is but i dont give a shit either.

2008-08-11T18:15:00.003+08:00

hey people. Have you missed me? I have. Have you? You have? You have. Have I? I have. yayy!

ok enough with the shizzle and on with the... bizzle. Before going on to my post proper just have a few replies to the Great M (so great we don't need to spell his name for you =P) and his post. Number ONE, SATU, UNO, YI, UNDEBARYO: The issue of lameness. This blog has always been lame, to a certain extent (oh sheeet essay writing mode kicking in) and now, it still is as lame as ever. ok, maybe sometimes certain posters like mee overstep the invisible line seperating lameness and humour but still, you cant have siapatanya without the ability to laugh at lame shit. So while I agree with the Great M to keep the lameness from becoming too much, I still urge all posters to maintain a bit of lameness. As a guide, if I were to suddenly put in a joke about not making your lameness not let you walk, that would be too much. As Happeeman would say, cukup cukup cukup.

And that brings me to Number TWO, DUER, ER, ERRR, HUH: The issue of inside jokes. I think inside jokes are very very very important to Siapatanya cos it's a blog meant for matraffles by matraffles. We don't care if the PM, MM, SM and M&M read our blog and don't understand our humour. We don't care if some random girl from Temasek Poly doesn't get our jokes (see what I did there, hehehe). Heck, we don't care if the Bishan Gay thinks we're unfunny even if we make him horny. Inside jokes are fine as long as the inside people understand it too and its not too inside sampai the inside people also dont understand. If in doubt, think of Superman. Seluar inside put outside makes you look stupid. But people laugh at it.

Speaking of the BG, if you're a katak di atas tempurung then you should know by now that he's famous like Mr Brown or Mr Purple. where? here.
http://www.straitstimes.com/Singapore/Story/STIStory_265637.html
I remember when someone from the Sec 4 batch (Finch, I think) was bloody scared of him. I remember when I went into the j8 toilet, saw him inside, then went straight out and held my piss until I reached school. But guess what? He's not really gay. BUMmer (no dont get any ideas.). He just really really REALLLY lurves Bishan and is really just taking photos of the beautiful Bishan scenery. As in really. So next time he points his phone camera at one of you, just remember. It's not you, it's the tree behind you. So jangan perasan lah.

Ohkay if you got here thus far, I have to congragulate you. You're brave. Or stupid. Or have a lot of time. But anyway, since Forge has been pestering me like a pest for the videos, here they are.

First up, we have the trio of Forge, Patch and Fing with their silky soccer skills. Oh, and the ability to fall damn convincingly. I like the way Fing passes the ball, realises that the other guy didn't notice and passes it again. I also like the way Fing "juggles". Basically, WATCH FING.

And the second video I have, no idea how it got into my cd but anyway here's the epic battle between Hang Ayam and Hang Katak.

ok so I've done it. Now I can go study for chem. Oh waiittt did I just say CHEM? hahhahhha. (yes thats an inside joke. xD) Right before I leave I just had to share this with someone. If the cina manjens think that 8 is special cos it sounds like luck in chinese, then I think we should say fuck more often.

Good luck for Chem hahahahhaha,
Shift.

ps: I notice at least 3 drafts inside the portal of posts. Goes to show, we're not dead, just hibernating. =)

after a long time

2008-08-09T00:43:00.004+08:00

what's up my bvudders.

long time since i've posted, and for good reason; i've been on top sikrit missions, which i will discuss in my blog tomorrow.

and i have a few suggestions for our sec 3 gymnast's nickname:
jump
flip
fall
gasp
snow
whee
flyte

ok ah that's it. and in case you happen to take offence, no offence intended. its all for khumor and if you like any of them, NOICE!

ok i'll repeat somesing i've been saying a long sime ago.

korang nak post takmo inside jokhes ah! those who read won't understand. UNLESS. they're inside. and IF they are, it means its just you guys.
and THAT means... tak best. no global take-overship.

and btw, although i didn't hear your kompang performance, good job. i know its very hard to play a kompang, cos you have to balance it with one hand then the other hand hit, and knowing some of you are pussies, it'll probably hurt and you'll go crying to your mommy but NEVERMIND! eventually you'll cross over to the land of men and you'll look at your past and laugh at yourself, and then go and play a kompang and feel proud that it doesn't hurt anymore.

korang nak buat dikir tak? for any reason ah. or just for fun. kalau gitu after our exams ah. cos in rj everyone mugger mode, nak berak pon kenek bawak buku. macam sial ah...
and hwan more thing! aku nak join korang mandi at the myrtle's bathroom kat stadium. macam shiok sial! although got some people shiok sendiri (henceforth known as SS) show their *things* to others, EVEN THOUGH some of them on the way to SOLAT.

and before i go, aku nak bilang SOME people. two words of weezdom.
jangan. lame.

not that i want to be arrogant or anything or 'oh mavado rj already ah, fine, he too good for us' or 'ok ah fine, rjc, good lah' or 'ya lah now he treat us like that'.

NO! NO!
NONE OF THAT!
i still love you guys like how i love my underwear... without it i'll feel empty. actually depends ah cos sometimes underwear can cause a lot of pain but NEVERMIND this is NOT the place to discuss underwear and... stuff.

back to what i wanted to comment on: the style where you talk sth like this: 'you can ask me. seriously. ask me. cos if you don't ask me you can't ask him. disclaimer: not asking me will result in me not answering which is BAD! so ask me! otherwise you KHREMGHOOL!'

see what i mean? repeat repeat something like some dick abeh in the end? INSIDE JOKE. and a lot of wasted space and unnecessary repetition.

according to my calculations, that would result in lotsa wind being formed which can sometimes cause hurricanes. AIYOH KORANG BUAT HURRICANE KEEMAX.

k ciao ah aku nak blah dee fool.

have fun in school and don't give a shit about the effing elitism and bullshit around you and GOOD JOB with keeping alive ze zpirit of SIAPATANYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
k serious i ciao bye

with lotsa wasted time,
mavado

Magic 100!

2008-08-06T20:50:00.005+08:00

Hi there. im back after a break which wasnt so fast. a long break. not a breakfast. So im back after breaklong. yay.

Waw. First and foremost, this is officially the 100the post since the blog came up. Yup. amazing eh? despite our scarily busy schedules, we still manage to carve out 100 posts. all in good spirit. So yeah. Well done boys. See lah. This is wad happens when u study in an all-boys school. you mix with the only obvious gender there is and u end up becoming retarded fucknuts with nothing to do. Actually we have. Just that to us, studying is a piece of cake. Its virtually nothing to us so yeah. Technically weve got nothing to do, if you know what i mean. heheh.

Now, since this is the 100th post, it has to be special. Now, what special thing is there that is worthy of the 100th post? i dono. maybe some pron (typo is intended to indescretely hide the real word.) ? Nah. this is a family blog. Meant for happee families leading happee lives and all is well until, FUCK! yes thats it. FUCK! haha. hows that for a family blog? now ur mum will scold u for bisiting this blog. for Forge's case, he'll probably get disowned. For that, im sorry.

Eh sick man how to get good testimonials sia? like the only two things i have to be proud about are now starting to make me feel like my testimonial is going to look like a tissue after u wipe ur ass with it. First is rugby. i always tell myself that if i fail in studies, i can fall bakc on rugby. now my rugby is falling on me. See lah. thats what u get for ponning all the pts. and now angmoh dun like me redi. like i care. go wear a bra lah for gods sake. and mcc. I give alot to mcc, contribute in all the ways that a lowly member can give and what do i get in return? Pu no who hating me to the core to the blood vessels to the bone to the dma to the protein strands. thats how much she hates her. for me, i hate her the same way she hates me, just i have to go through many more layers of fats than she has to go through when she hates me.

I heard insider opinions that Pu No Who is going to not give nice comments to all of us. I bet she will give the nice comments to the KC in sec3. see lah. This goes to show how very berat sebelah she is to the ppl who suck up to her. eh salah. she not berat sebelah only. she is simply berat. yeap.

Waw. MR Sentil. U asked for more info on that guy we call Tony Bear. Sialah he now so kedi to even come into the room when we are in it. i say FUCK HIM!!! like u so excellent come punish us laa. shine ur torchlight everywhere to the cieling oso no use if u nv do anything right? but hes not the problem now. the new problem is....Nodick. yeap, his malay counterpart. hes like some fucked up hypocrite, tell us to behave well cos we are muslims. well, at least we go solat sia. eh, AM, dun laff. i know u oso nv solat. just that at any time of the day, when ppl ask whether u solat redi, even if its like 10am, u confirm say dah solat. haha. we know u AM.

Eh, i dono why, but i feel like making this blog more family-oriented, since families play an important role in ur own upbringing. Because of this, i feel that it is my duty to introduce u to a company that can fix ur computers for u and also provide an extra service.

Presenting:

Haha. i think most of u can guess what the extra service is. for more clarification on this service, please call 97672177. (disclaimer: before calling, if ur actually dumb enuf to call, pls rmb to speak like a chinese boy so the operator cant guess who u are.) heheh. for u fucknuts who want to call, have fun. and i daresay, u will. if u do call, pls share ur experiences on the tagboard or even better still, make a post out of it!

Eh for those who still believe that this is a family blog, FUCK! hah. now i hope u see the true nature of this blog. Fun-loving, interesting and most importantly, fuck-loving. not to forget Fing-loving.

Well that was fun. now i just have to go and do my RE report and my malay practice paper. thats all. so little. HAPPEE 100TH ANNIVERSARY SIAPATANYA!

Eh no not anniversary cos though it isnt a virgin anymore, siapatanya isnt married yet. so happee 100th post!

signing on a piece of paper (you sign off for wad, stupid ah?)

Fing.

Dertile Nemisis

2008-07-24T20:48:00.009+08:00

Shit u dertile beat me first post

Freack u dertile. I will post more pictures and videos than u man u will see.

This i what happens if u fail to eat ure food and u leave it lying under the aircon in the malay room for a month.

Shit man look at tt. Yea i noe wad u all thinking. "Oh shit man this looks like Nanis brain". But actually its not. (Looks more like Ton-abehs one anyway.) ah. Its the hulks shit. If u dare eat it then u will like get food poisoning and nd to spend the next 4 days in hospital doing nothing but lying down and watch tv. Can lose like 7 kg in 10 days summore. So if u lazy and fat ah (ahemahem) iaghialghlaskgnldkhgnagkla;kng'adlgAMshg'awshgdds'hg'peoghdgojiohaoigahalsjkadgnalsdjgld

then u can eat this shit. Hulk's shit.

But strongly not recommended ah cos u will miss a lot of sch and then homework will come like the big tetek rugby teacher coming to the nice-ass malay teacher (not nani man) when she gt ache at her wonderful thighs. Like dam mega whoosh suddenly gt homework and u cannot finish for sure. Not like somebody (ahemahem) cares anyway lol.

This is Mr hockey guy with iPhone but no codename carrying dertile (or zeks?) after marrying him at an-nadhah mosque last friday. Dam romantic but sorry man its too dam gay.

Nah a puzzle set brilliantly by the brains of dertile, happeeman, muzzle AND ZEKS altogether. If u can solve it then power. The correct words ah on the correct side up and the irrelevant crap letters are all upside down. If u cannot solve then tomorrow u watch out.

Aiya cannot solve oso i give u answer. See i tell u alr its dam genius. GENIUS. But the gajah wasnt supposed to be there ah cos it ruins the perfect sentence. Tts just the "title" of the whole thing. Nani the Gajah. A Favourite Child-Tale. Suitable for ages 5 and below and dertile.

Muka lawa posing eh. He trying to better the video Mr Gymnastics-muscle guy with no name made but he obviously fail. Dah its a valiant effort and good try.

Dah he now trying to convert his "good try". If u didnt get this one, u slow giler. Or u sewel giler. Or u ate the Hulk's shit and u cannot think straight.

OK this one last picture. I swear no porn or violence. Its just dam cool how she does it. Add Sound effects too hor cos its a bit matching.

OK last video to piss dertile off and rub shit on his wounds. TEN-TEN! Taken from someones blog btw. If u dun get it oso, watch again man. If still dun get it,watch again. If still cannot get, watch one more time. If still cannot then fuck u, go to bed now and hope u dream tt someone tell u how to think and use ure brain.

Dah tts all (for now).

Khai

ps dertile MUAHAHHAH tts like 4 pictures and 2 videos more than u. BEAT TT!!!

The tile

2008-07-23T22:07:00.009+08:00

Dertile

Wah, the blog is dead seh. Everyone must be studying for malay, like i do everyday. serious sia, thats why i get so high. high like the sky. punowho go and die.

So, since I am a person who doesnt talk alot and is very quiet in class (especially melayu), i will entertain you with videos!

Thats some very rare footage of a very rare scene, AM solat-ting. Rare, right? Like care bear. Care bear solat. Care bear ambik drugs lepas tu solat. Solat a whole 2 minutes. How iman is that. Although you cannot see it, She who must not be named is actually watching him solat, and being very happy like happeeman and orgasm-ing because she managed to make AM solat. AM, on the other hand, is verry happy that he solat because he smile the whole time. Or maybe he thinking about something else. How khusyuk/khushuk/kotek is that?

Speaking of happy,
Happeeman! Cute eh?

Now another video, which will make you go "WHAT THE F-", featuring our very own Khai as the narrator! And Sec 3 gymnast with no codename yet!

What the F-

Dertile

P.S. see la Fing make me wait for you to tell me my colour. Now cannot do melayu.

P.P.S. dingolfee someone who is unknown :D Ok ah cukup. Must study.

a series of retarded events.

2008-07-07T07:42:00.004+08:00

so yeah ppl, i'm actually posting again.. WEEEEEEE!!!!!

Anyway, i'm just here to put up some videos of a few dols having slippery sliddy fun. This happened when one of the cleaners mopped the floor but then it rained, so the ramp thing was all soapy and slippery. ;P or at least that's our story.

vwwoooosshhhhh!!!!

just wait for awhile, ur in for a surprise :P

wooookay, so that's it for me now.

yours truly never fakely but sometimes trakely,
finch.

Toh nee Bear gets even more UnBEARable. x<

2008-07-02T23:35:00.003+08:00

Siala, Tony Bear strikes back again today bearbearh! The damn na-bearh managed to bring out the inner hulk within Ngok (the skipping track skipper, who hasn't been posting for reeeeaaaaallly long, mind you) as Ngok tried to defend our very lovable gedega friend Toe-in-my-knee bear 'cornered' ngok, nicglim, finch and gedega (i'll call you this temp. xD) like some super sexy corner kick and gave hell to gedega for a crime he didnt commit. Daaaamn double standard like what, siul. Shows juz how bloody shitty racist tony blair, i mean bear, really is. Oh ya, forgot to mention today he wasnt wearing his retarded cap, which made him look even more sememek.

Anyway, bearbear came and fucked around, saying gedega go into mat room lah, this lah, that lah, "i-never-see-you-at-the-door-means-you-go-in-the-room" lah, dunno what other cockshit lah. Whereas all our innocent friend did was just stand outside the room and talk to the peepz inside. Wah, so now even stoning outside the door also crime isit??? Damn basket. So, ngok tried his best to clear our dear friend's name, but bearbear come cari even more pasal go call the teacher with very soft balls. Unsurprisingly, the faggot of a teaacher sided with the fucking racist bear who does not deserve to even be called a bear cuz it is an insult to bears, and the situation got more bloody complicated.

Cut long story short, the bear-sket got his way and we all kena sai for shit we didnt even do wrong. The teacher also damn fing retarded (sorry fing) - dont even know the situation proper come talk a lot of shit. I was initially neutral about tona-bearh at first, but after finally witnessing what kinda screwed up shit he does, its time to take a stand. The anti-bear association has gotten itself a new member. xP

Bear hunting season is officially open. Cant bear to see bear bearing around anymore. totally wotally unbearable. Dammit. Tahan bear-ak cair also more bearable than having to bear with tony bear. Down with tony bear. Forge line people, you have my support.

Singing off (once again, not a typo),
Gred

Thank You Tony Bear

2008-06-25T22:28:00.000+08:00

whooaaaa people are posting like a post-it note (YEAH I'M ORIGINAL AND DIDNT SAY POSTER OR POSTMAN!!) and it's all thanks to one person. Okay maybe two. But primarily one. And it's the much-loved among the Malay community Mr Tonyyyy Blairrrr I mean Bearrrr! so on behalf of all readers of Siapa Tanya thank you very the much.

ok cukup. cukup. nanti dia kembang. but anyway although today we never kacau Mr Tony Bear, his presence still played a significant role in our lives, especially Finch. Thanks to him Finch could do his NSW writing shit, and it really was merepek giler shit but I'll leave him to (maybe, hopefully) post about it. But lets thank him once again now. wooooottt wooot.

oh no he too kembang sampai almost explode. better stop thanking him. so anyway, i totally support all the efforts to piss mr tony bear off while keeping on the "Forge line". we have proven that we are ready for anything though, as shown by the amazing transformation from messy lepak corner + indians to clean classroom with no indians in a mere 3 minutes or so. Not sure what Pu-no-who has against non-malays, but who cares this is about toh nee so lets keep it that way.

okkk dahbis dah nothing else to say but you dont care anyway so all go hip hip hooray cos friday is a holiday. byeee.

Shift.

ps: i dont care who the hell wins tonight but can there please be like 5 goals cos if no goals then i will fall asleep then wake up miss all the action. Like the turkey vs croatia game. arseholes.

pps: Tony Bear's sidekick is No Din. or Takde Din.

once in a blue moon thats red but at the same time green

2008-06-23T23:20:00.005+08:00

hello people, finch here. Quite possibly one of the most inactive poster on this blog. For that i apologise.

Forge: It's tooo late to apologise
Every1 else: Dao

So anyway, the reason why i suddenly decided to ask muzzle for the username and password and then post was because i suddenly felt the inspiration to do so. All thanks to our damn excellent security guard Tony Bear. As muzzle mentioned, tony bear is too innocent a name for that ever pissed off sonovabiatch who like taking down ppls numbers and grabbing away our balls. So maybe we shud come up with a new name.

Big nehneh - Cuz his initials TB = tetek besar
Kocok King - Cuz Masterbeh
Tony Hawk - Cuz i dunno
Fucker - Cuz he's a fucker

So anyway, as fing has mentioned, we will try and get him tembaked BANG by making him constantly flip out his walkie talkie and say ' ah OM OM, gimme gimme b-low-j-o-b' and like call all the big big ppl come. The trick is , we have to piss him off by doing things that are still within the rules. Remember? Fing's theory of the forge line. Yah dun forget ah. So yes, feel free to participate in this new movement. All u have to do is just be at the mat room at around 4.20 pm. Also, i think we have to tone down abit in what we do in the mat room. Like can still play but like make sure the Excellent Security don't see. Cuz if they see, then the nohdick guy will come and give syarahan all and talk to us about what nabi would do and bla bla bla bla bla then never go sembahyang jumaat.

It is clear that some among us are afraid to stand up to kocok king or tetek besar or tony hawk or fucker but the thing is, if we use the proper approach at pissing him off, we are pretty much safe. Kk, this is one of the plans that me, fing,forge,muzzle and patch have decided on.

As usual, we slack at the mat room and do whatever we want but now we have to have at least one person as the look out. Then around 4.20, every pack their bags put against the wall, arrange table, clear any mess, take off shoe and go ambik wuduk. After that, continue screwing around with one guy as the look out. Later, when the alert is given, every1 start praying. If TB decides to 'OM OM gimme gimme b-low-j-o-b' he will kena jacked like fuck. And if the teacher decides to ask why we decided to pray at the same time, we can say that praying together is better and that we were having lunch sumwhere else b4. If TB decides that he has had enough b-low-j-o-b's and doesnt wanna call the OM anymore, then we just finish praying then chow and completely dao his balls. SET? SET..... I know this seems like alot of work, but if it works. WAHHHH orgasm sia.

So yah, thats it for me now. I think my post not gd quality. Shit, must learn form postmasters like fing all.

Onward Combattenti Di Libertà!! Together will shall take down this new nemesis of ours.

Cukup Cukup. Thats Enough.

2008-06-23T20:52:00.004+08:00

Heheh.

First of all, kudos to the sec 3s. They are starting to post posts of good quality, i think. Aaaand, special mention must be given to Happee-man, for he has succeeded in inventing a catchphrase whch is now quite commonly used to irritate others or simply to act like retards. The now common, CUKUP CUKUP!

Wah. Sememek sia. First day of school redi got problem. Like what the heck. That must be a new record. Ok fine, it was us who wanted to cari pasal with our dearly beloved Tony Bear. But he stirred up the unnecessary trouble. Lemme relate the story:

Once upon a time, at approximately 4 pm today, a group of fucktards, namely Finch, Muzzle, Patch, Patnic, Forge, Ngok, Khai and myself, the ever present-when-there-is-trouble Fing, were doing what we do best at one corner of the Seminar Room. Nothing. Then, Finch came up with this brilliant idea. Sort of like the previous Combatten (is that how u spell it?), we were going to have a sort of protest against Bear. Like, we tread along the fine lines between following the rules strictly and breaking the rules, carefully taking note not to cross that thin line. Thinner than Forge. EEEEHHH. How seh. So thin. No lah. U not thin, Forge. U know why? Cos, ANAK MAK DAH BESAR! Heheh. Cant help it. So this is how it works. First, we do something that doesnt break any rules, but will piss Bear off. Then wait for Bear to get pissed and "Call OM ah" or "Call Mr Teo ah." Then the PROPER authority turns up to settle the issue, jacking Bear, cleaning our names, and eventually getting Bear FIRED. F-I-R-E-D. Fired. Yep Wouldn't a school with no Bear be so blissful? Evne the heavy burden of Pu-No-Who cant dampen our spirits with her damp, err, everything. EEE. Stop fantasizing about her lah Patch. Heheh.

So we decided that at 4.30, the time Bear usually comes to lock up the classrooms, we would all line up infront of the door, wait for him to open then walk out, daoing him. So, just as we easily predicted, he came at 4.30, being the Excellent Security he is. He didnt let us out and said, "Wait arh, i call Discipline Head." We laughed our ass off. Sememek sia. And the worst part, or rather, the best part is when Mr Teo, our friendly Malaysian Chausia-er (again i dono how to spell. teruk, eh?), came into the room laughing. Wah that took the cake. Not that there was any to take, i would have eaten it first.

So there. End of story. Moral of the story, have fun and piss Bear off! just watch that Forge-like line. Heh. Alah dowan to talk about Excellence lah. Makes me sick. Ok fine, Shift. I might already be sick in the first place.

Ah. our chem teacher, MR CHG was being his retarded self. Patnic was happily using his phone in class, he took it and immediately said "OOh. i think i will make a long overseas call. U know what i will say? i will say, 'hello, hold on ah,' then i put the phone in my pocket." Retard. In the end, its ppl like him who really make our day. Speaking of which, its night time redi.

Hmm. I really got no inspiration to post about amusing stuff. Just wanted to share about the threat that Bear poses and that we should all do the 10-minute mozzie wipeout. Then, Bear will have nothing to eat. Kesian, eh tak kesian Fuck, u deserve it. Haha. Alamak. What to say ah?

Ok since i got nothing to say, i will end by giving u all a lame excuse for not posting more stuff, which is, QUIZ TIME!

Heheh. Seems the only one who bothers to try is Shift. So for his benefit, here goes:

What did u do that caused me to go run and scream?

Ah. This is hard. Think it over. The first one to guess the song correctly will get a "'Free Dingolfee" card which can be used to dingolfee anyone of your choice. Ah, Unkown, watch out. Some ppl just love dingolfeeing u, ahem ahem, Dertile.

Yours Mental-Block-ly,

Fing.

PS: Soya milk is nice. Buy it, its 1 dollar!

excellent security!

2008-06-21T19:19:00.009+08:00

hi. im muzzle, and i havent been posting much lately. Fing has been getting all the glory, honour and laughs and fing has been bugging me to post. You see, fing posts like a postman, almost everyday post post post. I post like a poster. I come out occationally to voice out our problems. The problems that the mat community is currently facing. PUNOWHO, our main BIG FAT HUGE ASS problem is the almighty sacred one which we will be having till our sec four days. or maybe even in RJ. PUNANI has also become a thing (no, not human) but thing to be daoed and ignored and punani is only meant for the KC!!!! WOOOOO!!!! to be sucked up. Dont be surpirsed next time the kc will support her pantat walking up the stairs. THE FUTURE EXCO OF MCC. (sorry IQ ballllll) pity, dertile, AM, budak giler, happee man and the rest of you fcktards. one thing you can do for the graduating batch of mats are to give BOB and the rest hell when we leave. make us proud.

okay, CUKUP2. PUNOWHO IS A ~~HOT~~ - no not hot. UGLY/FUGLY/DUGLY/SUGLY (or any other adjective that describes a huge blob of alien/monsterlike creater with a tudung) - TOPIC.

BUT GUYS. THERE ARE OTHER STUFF OUT THERE IN THE RAFFLES WORLD THAT NEEDS TO BE KNOWN BY US ALL.

since i was sec 1, the mat rooms (aka sem rms and also the previous room behind the hall) have been our place of worship. worship not only in praying.but worship because thats where all the dingolpheeing, the games and the slacking and the bonding takes place. some entities in our dear ol school are trying to jeopardize our freedom of usage in the room. ALSO, these entities seem to only pick on brown coloured /white uniformed/spastic students in RI. no no no NOT the swimmers! but US. yes US. the united states of america. NO just kidding. US as in the malay community excluding kc.

these "entities" are none other than THE SECURITY GUARD - TONY BEAR and the MALAY SECURITY GUARD WHO PREACHES ALOT -er........ I DONT KNOW HIS NAME!

okay tony bear has been prowling everywhere in schools. his manjan never bathe eyes scour for us mats doing anything mischievous like climbing into sem rooms, making noise, slacking or even PRAYING and maybe to the extent of breathing heavily. get my drift? he is one helluvan asshole. he comes bursting in the room and just says get out! get out! im locking! or IM GOING TO CALL OM. YOU GUYS WATCH OUT.

recently enough, fing, stitalicious, patch, finch, PATNIC!, forge's particulars has been taken down just for .... guess what?.. just for kicking a ball around. ALSO, PATNIC and yours ever so truly - muzzle, ARE BLACKMARKED or what you call it? ermm.. TARGETED for being defiant and well just plainly fighting back for whats right so to speak.

*flashback* we were playing soccer on the ASTRO TURF. and he STOPPED US FROM PLAYING SAYING ITS NOT ALLOWED! of course me and npathy jacked him by asking him to call the authorities only to be jacked by getting a positive reply and finally just letting us play.

not only that. just today. he scolded us for playing KARMA (or for those of you who dont know karma, PLAYING PASSING AGAINST THE WALL UNDER THE CLOCK TOWER) and this time he called LOW JUNE MENG. so i spoks to him, ever so angellically, and low june meng didnt see the need nor the seriousness of the situation to call me. obviously we were doing nothing wrong. so with the help of stitch, npathy and abit of my stubborness to succumb to defeat and let him confiscate our ball and take down my particulars, we managed to swat him off... for the time being.

according to him, patnic and my faces are being remembered by him and he asks us to watch out. and so goes to the REST OF YOU. i guess we should stay out of trouble by not showing him what we do. IF WE GET CAUGHT DOING THINGS THAT ARE INNOCENT, we retaliate. its very obvious he only picks on malays. and we get pissed off. im sure you guys will relate to this pretty well, judging how many times he chased us and threatened us.

you know whats funny? TONY BEAR WEARS A CAP THAT SAYS "EXCELLENT SECURITY" AND FLAUNTS HIS "EXCELLENT-NESS" BY CATCHING US PRAYING AND DOING INNOCENT STUFF THAT ISNT AGAINST THE LAW. WHAT A NON BATHING, FCKING RETARD! OH, THE IRONY.

okay. i guess thats it.

remember....

once there was punowho, and now theres tony bear.
what should we do?
YOU tell me.

muzzle

Explosion, Fire........................and more Fire

2008-06-06T21:14:00.011+08:00

Yellow=Happee
Lepas tu,3, happee=happeeman......

Cukup,cukup (legs wide open with right palm facing u ppl)

K ah, cukup of all the equatic nonsense, and why in the world people make yellow a happy color? How i know, go ask the people who make red an angry color and purple a gay color ah... And who in the world knows what beige represents..... U dont know, i also dont know, hahahaha.... Cukup2

Have u ever tried to imagine white stuff flying all over the place, sprouting out like fireworks..... Thats what you get when you have a huge fire burning down a factory.....
Wlau, go clean your brains lah you sick people who were thinking of other stuff.

Anyway, i was trying to talk about my very wawaweewa experience in the middle of the night..... No.... not THAT experience, the experience of looking at a factory being engulfed by fire. Kay, let me start my story from the beginning..........
I was asleep on my bed, dreaming of happee dreams, when all of a sudden.....Kababoooom!!!Badabadabooom!!!!Boom!!!Boom!!!Boom!!! A few loud explosions broke the midnight silence. Yalah, ppl want to sleep also can kacau. I Woke up straight away sia, in the blink on an eye, eh actually, two eyes, i saw the factory across my house bursting into flames..... I tot i was dreaming, so i did what some idiots would do, slap they're faces untill redred. Wah then i know i wasnt dreaming..... The fire like some atomic bomb nye blast siol. Wah i tell you, the sky from black like serious black become red like red riding hood sia. Then suddenly the fire became bigger and bigger, like some Pokemon evolving..... I got scared ah, so i gave 2 options to myself:

Option 1,not2 or 3,) Go to sleep
Option 2, not 2 or 100) Go try to sleep

So i tried option 1, alamak punye lah susah...... So on to option 2..... Did i succeed?? Jengjengjeng.....
Yes, i did manage to sleep.......................NOT!!! I was too amazed that i decided to watch the fire all night long, and watch the firemen try to extinguish the fire....HAHA, like watching ants trying to fight human being sia..... The fire damn freaking huge, alamak, how the firemen want to wipe it out..... Alamak.... you all should have been wif me to watch it ah..... damn nice....
And the ironic thing about the whole thing........ it was raining about 1km away from the fire... hahahahaha..... damn jack sia......

After my long long long long post, i bet all of you still dont believe me.... Alamak go watch the news or go read tomorrow paper ah......

Yeah, so thats all for my first ever post, like wah first post sia, not second or third or fourth sia..... and if you all think i have more to say well i have..... more more more more more more.....

Cukup2

Yours happeely,
Happeeman

Sememek Ultraman

2008-06-06T21:14:00.005+08:00

Hello.

The holidays are like half empty. Dont blame me for being so pessimistic. There isnt much to be positive about these days, since electrons recently left me. haha. Forge, go and laugh. I appreciate the laughter for lame jokes. Quite nice.

Anyway. There is no way that i can find a way to go away from the given way. Shit man. Like, ok, there isnt actually much homework. Its just, She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, who really isnt such a bad person when she is high, gave a pile of shit she calls homework, smiles sweetly and says "Selamat Mengarang!" Like "Thank You, sweet little thing." My ASS ah. Like WTH man! we have a life too, you know. And for me, i need to file my papers which are all squished in my bag and if i dont take them out soon, they will become paper mache. My chem needs improving, or i will die, in the words of the wise mr CHG. Dammit. Life is hard. Not harder than a hockey stick, though. Speaking of which, Zeks got whacked in teh face by one. Dam nice and confusing. I saw them all happyhappy still playing hockey with no shinpads and all. Fun right?

Then skali, some innocent but fucking irritating sec 1 mat called Ilya, swung softly at the ball but after making contact with the ball, he somehow accelerated the velocity of the stick all the way till it was above his head and WHAM!

Zeks got hit.

Just like that. And poor little Ilya, literally, hes dam little, went to the clocktower, packed his bag and went off like, i dono, like, ah whattheheck lah. He went off. Zeks was like, wah lao no guts to talk to me all that shit. Already he was in bad mood cos some blissfully ignorant sec one, not Ilya, i think his name was Adam, was whacking his stick on the floor for no dam reason. I say. the sec 1s are wierd. And which other sec 1 would agree to get stripped? Like say, ahem ahem, Martyn?

I still rmb four years ago. Finch got stripped by the then sec 4s. He cried and we all were like stoning cos we didnt know what to do. The only diff this time was, Martyn was willing, and he sure didnt cry. Good job, Martyn. We salute You. and your little Winky. Heheh.

Eh see lah. I cant even remember why i wanted to post. Oh ya. The overnight in School. Dam fun. If only we didnt get like dam last minute pangseh from 3 very special people. Ok lah. One already gave a legitimae reason and told us early. So nvm. The other one also was like dam sorry sorry. Also nvm, cos i know hes dam ikutikut orang tanpa using brain. Ppl go concert, he oso go. So naturally, ppl go home, he oso go home. Left the one monkey.

I shall not reveal his identity, cos its dam bad to do so, but, hey, i htink he was dam bad to me. I was like persuading my mum to let me go just cos i know he and the other guy's parents let them overnight. I wanted to like at least be there so even if noone else was there i could make up numbers and we could still have some fun, but nooooo. Both pangseh us. If not for Muzzle, Stittalicious, Gred and Nicglim, It would have been a dam lonely night. So thanks guys.

Ah.

Dont know why. I feel dam sleepy. Oh wait, one more thing. the adidas marathon was super duper fun. too bad the same culprits couldnt make it also. We sat there, played some game a bored fella called Dixon invented, called Lord of The Rings, slept on the roadside, cycled and for me crashed. I didnt know how that could happen. Like, suddenly, GEDEBAK! I smashed into the concrete wall. I SERIOUSLY DONT KNOW HOW THAT HAPPENED. Even if i did i wouldnt admit it so there. Stop asking me. We got like 3-4 rounds of free ice-cream, got free massage, saw a shitload of hot girls, blahblahblah. It was dam unforgettable. AS in, i can remember everything as if it was a week ago.

Because it WAS a week ago. HAH!

For the last time. Goodnight.

No not last time forever. As in last time in this post.

Chiaoz.

Fing

PS: kalau ade orang tu terasa, sori eh, tapi memang nak dirasakan. HEHEH. Dol. I takde kerja. For those who dun understand malay, i said, i got no job. Which is true. Im still schooling.

Aww shitheads.

2008-05-20T22:08:00.002+08:00

Well after that post from Fing I felt I had to post. I mean come on. Not a single joke in that about me? This is SPARTAAAA, eh, I mean SIAPA TANYAAAA! We're supposed to be funny (or lame, or ridiculous but most of the time, funny.) Like me. I'm dammmmn funny. NOT

So in the interests of this blog, I have decided to invest in a huge neon sign to be placed at the top of this blog. You know those TV shows where they have a live audience? Well I can't really remember where I got this idea from, but I think they have signs like "APPLAUSE!" that light up whenever the audience is supposed to applaud. Not only for the idiots in the audience, mind you, but also for the deaf. You see, if they can't hear you clapping, how the hell would they know if it was time to clap or not. They might just either think you're retarded or you're damn cold and trying to stay warm. So seriously. Think of the deaf before you do anything.

But I digress. This huge neon sign of ours will not read applause, because people might think you're stupid if you applaud while reading a blog post no matter how good it is (like this one). Try it out now. APPLAUSE!

Hahahahaha see my point. dumbasses. so anyway, my (ours, fine, whatever) will read, "LAUGH!" In bright neon pink. At the top of the page. So anytime when there's a funny joke or shit that you're SUPPOSED to laugh at in posts, the sign will light up and remind you to fucking laugh. Or else. We may even put a rainbow on the sign so that MSN China will donate some loose change to those earthquake victims or whatever even though I have no idea how they know who puts that rainbow on their msn. They're watching us I tell you. Aaargh.

So yeah now that that sign is installed I can get onto my post proper without worrying that people either are too sad to laugh or too stupid to see the jokes. So anyway the past two days I have had direhoarea or however the hell you spell it. Ahh you know, the terrible disease that causes you to crap a lot. Hmm I think I have permanent direhaorea. (laugh!)
But seriously, I even had to pon assembly. And poor Fing actually had to go. Awww.

I've run out of funny things to say. Damn. Ah well, time for the tried and tested method of providing links to funny places. Like this one. The FAIL Blog

don't you just love to laugh at sadness? ok thats all this week. oh I almost forgot one more thing. who cares about the champs league when there are more exciting stuff happening with the blue half of manchester? FOLLOW THE LINKY! (may contain content that will over-excite those of you readers who are.. um.. less then straight. or those who like to touch dicks. you know who you are.) LINKY!

so to end it offff.. oops the sign just exploded. this blog must have been too funny for it. ah, who cares, just another few thousand dollars off the mcc fund. anyway, as i was saying, WE HAVE A REPUTATION. like all these shit raffles campaigns like to do, I even came up with a catchphrase.

FUCK it. Love it.

Shift.

Saddness. Pass it on.

2008-05-18T19:26:00.002+08:00

Hey.

You know, change is good. It really is. Like imagine if u didnt change ur underwear after 5 days. Yup its bad. But too much of change isnt good either and this it what my post will be about. So please do not expect so much humor in this post as it serves to send a strong message to all.

These days, our great batch isnt what it once used to be. Nobody notices it. There is something terribly wrong with the current sec 4 batch and it makes me uncomfortable. Now please do not get offended if i talk about you, cos its just some examples i will be using. Furthermore, this post isnt meant to offend anyone in particular. Its just to, as i said, send a message across and hope to change things.

Lookie here. As i said, do not get offended. Patch used to be a peace-maker. Always on the neutral side of things, which is no side at all. He was always the well-behaved one among all of us and never offended anyone. But lately, i dono. i really dont. Hes now like, how do u say it, more disruptive? no. thats not the word. i mean, he is taking sides more often now. And he is starting to offend people. I dont know how to put it. My english isnt good enough to conjure a word to describe what i think. Maybe he isnt. I dont know. Maybe its just me. This is how i see it. Please correct me if im wrong, cos i really have no idea and is merely hypothesizing.

Then there Finch. He used to be like a dam fun guy who mixes with everybody and was quite patient. Now, he still is a dam fun guy, just, not in the same way. I mean, dont get offended or anything, but i really think he is getting a little stuck up. And im not the only one. A few others think so too. Dont get me wrong. i dont hate you guys. Like i said, we are all changing. Just not in the way we like.

And theres the ever-troubled Stitalicious. Now, i dont think he frequents this blog, so i can use this as a means to gather support. If he does, good for him. Nowadays, he prioritises play over work. thats not a bad thing, as we all do it. the thing is, he never works and always plays. It is therefore up to us to help him. We can try and its true that he can choose not to accept it, but thats why we really need to do our best to help him. He doesnt do his assignments and only passes cos hes been cheating. Well, where do you think he gets his resources? From his trusted mats, of course. Or if not, he gets it from the friends of the mats, the munjens in Muzzles class. Okay, i shall not bitch about him cos it wont be doing him any favours, im just going to ask u all to observe this movement called the "revolution."

Ah. The simplicity of it. Now to explain. For the sake of Stitalicious, we need to lay down the foundations and we can do that by firmly putting our foot down and stepping up as the leader. Anyone can do it. Why? Cos the reason he goes about doing as he pleases is that he thinks or feels, thanks to us, that he has power over us and that he can easily control us. Like we are his slaves. So when we want to get things done, he will be the initiator. Not anymore. From this day, we be the initiators. When any of us wants to get something done, the rest of us must pakat and go along. Do not wait for him to start. By slowly stripping him of the mentality that hes the boss, we can hopefully influence him for the better.

Also, another way to make this revolution happen is to enforce a strict dao on him. Not all the time lah nutheads. We dao him only when it needs to be done. Like when hes supposed to be going for any remedial but is instead playing around, we ask him to go. we should even go to the remedial to accompany him. If not, we dao him. Simple. This plan could work, but the reason this plan hasnt been working is because it hasnt garnered enough support. When Muzzle, Finch, Patch Forge and i dao him, he goes to other sources of entertainment, namely the sec 3s. Thats y u all, especially Budak Giler, have to not be so influenced by him and to stand firm against him, even if it means losing him as a friend, cos that is the only way u all can help him. By stamping out all his resources, he will realise that he cant do anything but study, or go home, the latter which will get boring after a while, and thus, he will be forced to join us.

Hey, this is all for his sake. I it fails, i daresay i would rather him stay back in ri at sec 4 and finally learn his lesson, than moving on to jc and struggle somemore. It really is up to us, as his friends.

Saying all that i have said, i have to declare that i am no saint either. I do realise that i am become more and more irritating and unbearable (again, blame the bear.). If so, forgive me. I vow to change my ways if it means improving the bonds our batch shares. It really is saddening to see our once extremely close batch become merely very close. I really do not want to end my life in RI in this note, so for what its worth, lets work together to make it happen. And i do realise the reason why Patch has been so, i dono how to say, is because i constantly bug him. Heheh, Cant help it.

But for our sake, especially Stitalicious', we need to change.

Yours greivingly, Fing.

PS: for my quiz , here it is.
Qn: when the best falls down, what do you and i do?

Hinthint: song, again.

i'll see what i can do for u.

2008-05-14T22:21:00.004+08:00

hi. the only reason im posting is because i cudnt stand not sharing this. and also a bit because i havnt posted for damn long.

went to rj during lunch. blahblahblah. coming back from lunch. the rest went alrdy, so it was me STITALICIOUS and BUDAK GILER left. then a random vj (i think) girl came to us and like advertised some relief concert for myanmar after being hit by the cyclone nargis thingy. showed us a poster.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/leannelim/2482225253/

her: hi, this is a concert held to raise funds for myanmar. would u like to go? veeerryyy cheap.
TEN DOLLARS ONLY (wtf lah. but this is not the worst part). real price is like much more expensive. there will be local bands performing.

BUDAK GILER: oh, cyclone nargis performing ah? (genuine stupidity or not, i dont noe. he said he seriously didnt noe.)

her: nono, cyclone nargis is not performing.

i cant remember much, but we started talking about how expensive the tickets were. then

her: hmm... maybe u all just go please. ask ur friends. if the 3 of u go, i'll see what i can do for u. (smile smile)

fuck man.

3 of us: laughing our asses off.

her: go lah please.

STITALICIOUS: we got open house for our sch. end at 5.

her: but this starts at 6.30. go lah pls. if u 3 go, i will give a special price for u. (i think she started to realise what we were laughing at, then she was like mega mega horny smile blink blink eyes. IWISHBIRDSHITDROPPEDONHERHEADATTHATEXACTMOMENTANDTHEGUYNEXTTOUSTRYINGTOSELLUSBUBBLETEAWOULDSPILLSOMEONHERANDBLAHBLAH. sedar diri lah pls.)

worse still.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/leannelim/489974707/

thats her. found while searching for the myanmar poster. uh.

forge. argh.

Hey Fing here. Just so you know, Forge clownishly put the unmentionable and i have duly edited it. please exercise greater care when posting and not post anyhow or i will dingolfee u.

its so damn hard to spell weird correctly. wierd.

2008-05-10T00:20:00.001+08:00

Hi, I'm Shift and I'm sec 4 and just finished my mid-year exams.

When you say that to yourself it sounds so damn weird. Firstly, I can't believe I'm fucking Sec 4. Yes, I know I'm not the only one. But yeah, when I look at the whole batch, and think to myself, these are the most mature people in the whole malay RI community I laugh. HAHAHA. And it's already nearing the end of term 2. We'll be joining Fuckle and Mavado before long and leaving behind Dertile and dear beloved Bob. Awwww. And second reason why it sounds weird is: who the hell calls themselves Shift? But thats not the extremeness of weirdness I can go to. No, listen to this.

Hi, I'm Shift and I'm sec 4 and just finished my mid-year exams and now I'm playing hide and seek with Sewel.

Even if I deleted the whole of the sentence except the last sentence it would still be damn weird. Because its Sewel. If you put Sewel and Shift side by side you would have a damn power combo. Serious.

Wow, I'm already lost for words. I'm not even sure why I'm posting this, now. Maybe I'm stressed. Maybe I'm retarded. NOOOOO I'M NOT RAWWRRRRR. But whatever. I think I'll stop before I get the chance to get worse. =(

Oh wait I've got something damn cool to show you guys. Look at this damn interesting news.

CLICK ME!

Make sure no one is around though cos its.. um.. well its not for the young and immature (that means you can la Forge.) OK I'm gone.

Shift (not sheath or sheef or seth unless got typo).

Huh?

2008-05-08T21:53:00.003+08:00

Hey!

Gred finally posted!! WOOT!!
If im not wrong, hes the last guy to start posting among all the retards with the backs of their heads displayed. So kudos to you Gred, for taking up 30 minutes of your life dedicating yourself to post that SHORT, ahem ahem, SHORT, greeting to finally introduce yourself. No hard feelings. Just hard dicks. Heheh.

Anyway, i have a few things to clear. First, my problem with Shift. Seems he acts retarded in school. Acting, i dont know. Probably not. But still, it causes us to not be able to resist a little squirt on his shirt with a squirtbottle. Dam. Those were the days. I dont do it anymore. Cos im now a mature, responsible guy. Eh you, dont laugh okay?

What? I am mature and responsible what.

Anyway, the test are finally over! Well, most of the tests, that is. We still have chem open book assignment and some maths TA. What a killjoy. Like, send them to jail. Cos they killed Joy. And who the eff is Joy? Haha. Nice one. I just did a Forge. No more trying to remember what happens when a kidney fails. It would cause all the stuff like urine-related stuffs. I dont know. Hey this remind s me of a joke. What does the Sun and us do together?

Think.

*hinthint* a song.

Got it yet? For those smart ones like *ahemahem* Shift, you would probably know the answer. I shall not reveal it yet. Go think over it. Think long long until your hair strong strong to go and sing a song song. Wow. I can be a poet. I write beautiful poetry. In fact, i shall write one now.

Roses are rosy,
Voilets are violet.
The original poem doesnt make sense,
And neither does this.

Hah.

No seriously, i shall write a new one. Spontaneous. Lets go.

I like to smell fart,
they stink like shit.
When throwing a dart,
Remember to make a hit.

Tadaa! What a poem. See what did i tell you?

Ah. Pictures. I love them. My last post had no purpose but to cram as many photos into one post as i can. Fortunately enough, my com didnt lag halfway. So there. My pictures. AAAAnd, i will scour the school from now on, to catch pictures of the clownish stuff you all do. So smile! Your on candid camera!

BTW, i did fail my cheem chem test. 15/35. Kesian. I studied for it so much that i didnt have time to study for physics, which i probably failed. This just goes to show how fair the world is and that no matter how hard i try, i cant manage to strip Martyn.

Until next time, adios, dont dig nose.

Fing.

PS: if you find my post getting more and more unbearable, do not blame me.. Blame the bear.

t3h gred one finally posts...

2008-05-07T21:13:00.002+08:00

I dunno wat made me actually do this but im doing it. finally. After almost one whole year gred, one of the 'supposed founding members' finally decides to grace this blog with his presence (yea rite). Whee. At a bad time too, I must add. Im cracking up, just like my ankle. Well... nothing much to say, just that im daaaaaaaaaaaamn bored... who wouldnt be if theyre cooped up at home with a ****ed ankle. anyway nice pic u posted, fing. Captures the essence of me. Love goes out to all the mats out there mugging for bio tomoro. Have fun, while im stuck at home, icing my leg. See you guyz on friday, when punani's gonna bitch arnd during the Meeting for Crappy Cocksuckers.

Singing off, (no, that aint a typo)

the Gred one.

WTF not again....

2008-05-04T19:41:00.006+08:00

Heya!

Im back. Back inside your backside.

Whew. I finally realised how it feels like to mug properly for a test. It was horrible! Like, shit man. I study so hard for chem just to hear rumors that i failed the mcq part. Either i really did fail the mcq part and im a dumbass (which is probably true), or, some asshole decided to try and make me feels bad or demoralised or suff that can make me jump off the second floor of the junior block. It wont kill me, but it will definitely hurt like hell. If the latter is true, i will seriously kick the guys ass so hard that he will fly to China and even the chinese there will say, "Eee, his ass is an imitation."

Ok. Thats enough insulting myself and china in one paragraph.

Btw, Sewel has posted! WOOHOO! Soon, the floodgates will open and all the dormant, sleepy sec threes wil finally be awaken. Speaking of which, i find that almost every morning, I find a certain creature in a deep slumber. He will wake up when he hears the sound of soccer balls hitting the wall and sounding as if the whole dam thing is going to collapse. Say hello to:

Dertile!

Ah. The beauty of it. What feels nicer than to sleep early in the morning just after arriving for school and knowing that you have not studied for a test? Nothing, of course!

Then again, nothing also feels closer to nature than a lizard. Why? Cos we have an abundance of it in this school! Dont believe me? Check it out.

Ok that was only one lizard. But if you were observant enough, you would notice that it was standing on a rock. A huge rock. Why? this is because, underneath that rock, there is a hole. Not that hole, you pervs. A hole where a whole swarm of lizards live. I know that because i have seen it before. Really. Wah u all dont believe me? fine. Be like that. Later when you all penat and want to sit on that rock, then you know. Then you can post a picture of your asses after you encounter the lizards. Cos they are not friendly.

Anyway, on to the latest craze to hit the mud. Recently, our dear member, who hasnt posted since the dinosaurs started to eat each other, Gred, discovered a talent of his. He could wall-walk! like, amazing sia. Hes gotten so dam pro at it, he can wall-walk over 5 chairs placed along the wall, side by side. Whoa. He even attempted to jump off the wall and do a backflip. Unfortunately, he only ended up landing on the floor looking retarded, like this.

Yep. Hes good. I cant even do 2 chairs. Call it psychomotor problems. I dont care. I just think my feet has got no grip.

Anyway, I should really be going to study Bio. Like wth man. I studied Excretion in the bloody long notes for 2 day only yo realise that i did not know how to answer the key understanding questios after that. Sigh. Talk about trying to work hard.

Oh, that isnt a stunt. Thats just Patch being retarded.

Until I finally pass my chem test, Chiaoz.

PS: the day before yesterday was my birthday. u know, the date i was born. so, hooray!

PPS: Deathweek is upon us again. Please study hard to produce an admirable result. Then Punani cant say we are losers.

Fing.

Arificial Intelligence

2008-04-29T18:38:00.006+08:00

Sewel Baybeh!!!
i am the lost sheep here cos im the oni sec 3 posting but wat the hell...baik ah mavadodo
we mat people have an artificial field in our school which is as artificial as AM's intelligence or dertile's maturity..thats why AM hav gt artificial intelligence.anyways, when the sun is hot and like sewel panas giler, the field gets super duper sewel hot and we, being mats don wear shoes when playing soccer. and so, stupid people tries to be more stupid and do stupid stuff.stupid people! i dowan explain alot, let the video tell the story.
TAKE NOTE AH its super duper hot

You know its good

cos its sewel la sia

mebak

2008-04-18T00:34:00.002+08:00

NOICE I'M BAKK
hereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee's MAVADOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

eh long time no post AH SIAK.
good to see that you fellas are still tight night ALTHOUGH too tight in some ways. so tight until you alll play touchy touchy ah. walau eh that one seriously cannot.

BUT that's not what i'm here for. i'm gonna post again soon cos now i wanna go shlip, but i just decided to drop by quickly.

though its nice to see everyone still so active, i'd like to er kinda say that to me ah its quality over quantity. sometimes ah. ok ah not in this case. in our blog EVERYTHING IS GOOD. except when you all merepek too much. er cos that's kinda obvious in the blog now. there are hell lot of hardkoremerepeklameGILER posts floating around.

while i don't want you to stop having fun, i'd like to remind you that we have an image to uphold. we come from a very prestigious secret agency, and people have their expectations of us. so to all you prospective investors, DON'T CHANGE YOUR MIND YET THE GOOD STUFF IS WAITING TO COME OUT.

so the next time ya wanna post, think a little bit ah. like don't spam all your inside jokes for one whole frickin page cos no one's gonna understand. jangan nak step literary pro and go write your post in some weird format ah, i think you get it. and don't merepek until even i cannot tahan. its nice ah once in awhile but if too much ah... WOOH, natgoodnatgood.

so have fun, DON'T BE GAY, stay bonded, keep posting, use your kepala HOTAKKK more and don't make noise when people solat.

seeyounexttimeonartattackCHEERIO

mavado

RAWRGH.

2008-04-09T23:48:00.001+08:00

Hi. It's me. I'm back. Yay. lets smile. =)

Heck, enough with the niceness. I'm tired, I'm sleepy, I'm probably gonna get screwed tomorrow for not doing my math assignment and my karangan. My ass hurts, my brain hurts (or at least the part where it's supposed to be at hurts ie my chest. or was it my elbow. either one lah.) and I'm posting on Siapa Tanya. Why? I'm trying to think of an answer but my chest/elbow doesn't seem to be responding so I'll let me think for an answer while I try to bore you with something.

Since I'm not being nice and everything, I guess I today's theme shall be things that I get pissed off at. So firstly. Stupid names for places. The prime example being the wonderful, majestic, historic, horlicks, PADANG. I can totally see the guys who thought up of that name racking their brains for such an inspirational name. Hmm, it's a field so what should we call it? They probably looked for field in every single language possible such as

English - Field
Chinese - 领域
French - champ
German - Fieldch
Arabic - fa alif ya dal

etc. (the first three are correct if anyones wondering.) And then inspiration. EUREKA! We'll call it.. The padang. yay. I think we should simplify everything in Singapore like this. RI can be renamed to The School. Oh shit, that won't work. Aha, we can be The School version 1.0. Then all the other schools can be other versions. I mean, come on, don't tell me you've never had a moment when you looked at, say, some paper with the words "Catholic High" on it and you wonder wtf, is that some kind of disease where you get addicted to cats? My system will work. A school is a school. And we can go rename MRT as The Train. Esplanade can be named The Place That Some People Think Looks Like A Durian But It Obviously Isn't Because Firstly It Isnt Green And Secondly I Bit It And My Teeth Broke. A mouthful, but so much simpler than the ambigous Esplanade.

Actually, I think this plan is already in action. Strangely, they seem to apply to rugby games venues. Like Old Police Academy. So it's old. and it's a police academy. What if they decide to renovate it? Then it can be called something like the Previously Old Police Academy Until We Decided To Renovate It Until It Became Newer Than The New Police Academy. Bloody hell.

Okay actually I do have something else to be pissed about but my elbow just told me that I should go to sleep. But at least I posted. So there Fing. nananana.

Oh wait before I go, I wish the worst of luck for Manchester United in all upcoming competitions. Thank You. =)

PS: I should really stick with one colour.

Sheath.

Revival!

2008-04-09T20:47:00.003+08:00

Hiya!

Im back. Again. For like the third time this week. OMG. I just realised that i dont have a life. Ok lah i do cos im still living (ah a joke comparable to Forge's all-time legends). The point is, i dont think any of you realise what this means. If you do, go read a dictionary. If you dont, continue reading this post. It means that i, a sec four guy, dude, whatever you call me, who is supposed to be diligently studying like Muzzle and training diligently like Muzzle and playing games like Muzzle and watching TV like Muzzle and God knows what like Muzzle, is actually not doing any of the above, precisely one to two lines above.

This really has very serious implications, (Ripley's) believe it or not. It means that i will fail every test if i continue to indulge in this mindless lifestyle similar to that of a couch with a potato on it. Unless of course if i have the persuading skills of Avinash the Lightning Liar. Yep. Let me relate to you an incident that got moi blood boiling. Except that my blood wasnt bubbling. Even though it has alot of oxygen, and thus, according to Chong Han Guang's theory of clown, is supposed to bubble due to the fact that the oxidised blood id being reacted......

Shit. Intellectual stuff. Please stop before my mind fuses out.

It was a dam hard philo test. Philo. and naturally, being a subject you had to pass to downgrade yourself to the next sec, alot of people failed. Including me. No surprises there, eh? Most of us took it well. But not Avinash the Veiny Vulture. He went and begged for marks from the teacher after class and guess what. He passed! I was like OMGJHFDGJSGOAFGOMGOASGAGHOMG!
WTF WAS ALL THAT??!! It was so pissing, i felt like pissing on piss whish was pissed by a pissed of pisser. Wow. That was like six pisses in one legitimate sentence. Must be a record. So wheres my trophy?

Speaking of pissing, our dear friend Mavado tried to think of stupid things for us to do, since we are too stupid to do so ourselves. Kaching! Time for another episode of Fing's Ironical Irony! That was quite cool. Think about it. We are too STUPID to think of Stupid stuff. Boy we must be STUPIDSTUPID. Or we must be too clever to think about stupid stuff. Which contradicts what i said about being too stupid to think of stupid stuff and thus is a stupid statement in itself but if i could think of a stupid statement why cant i think of stupid things to do since they are both stupid?

Confused?

Kudos to you if you tried to make sense of it all. Cos it isnt even relevant to the post. HAH! gotcha.

Ok back to reality. Remembering 2007, Mavado refered to when Fuckle pissed in a bottle in the room and tossed the bottle around. Only thing is, Mavado suggested that we stood in a circle and took aim to piss in the bottle sitting nicely on the floor. WOOHOO! Great suggestion Mavado! Only, there are some people, I will not mention who, who refuse to let their dicks have some fresh air, eh Muzzle? Then, after the bottle is half filled with piss, close it loosely and toss it around, the loser being the guy who has pee spilt all over him. HAH. Nice try Mavado. Let me see you do it before i do it.

Btw, what do you get when you have two squirty bottles filled with water and two bored retards?

Answer: You get a game of Water Wars!

It is a fun simple and addictive game. Patch and I ran around the block meant for juniors and try to sneak up on each other to squeeze the content of the bottle on each other! It was like, wawaweewa! and we both got wet. Plus Patch got sick. Kesian. Shouldnt have used water-cooler water. Anyway, whats a little fun without its risks? NOTHING! Simple? YES! Fun? YES! Must you be retarded to play it? YES! Do you need a PE shirt to play it? YES! Am i retard? YES!

I guess this signals the revival of the downpour of games that we used to have. I just hope that this continue to grow. BTW, Shift? i havent read one of you lame blogs in a while. COuld you put one up so i can pull out my hair and kick myself reading it? i do like your ideas cos they are lame and is also lame. Not to forget that they are lame. Above all, they are lame.

Oh shit time to go do my karangan. Seeya!

Fing

Jinx

2008-04-07T20:36:00.002+08:00

Hello. Im back after a brief (not the underwear kind, the "shortwhile kind") break. The reason? a coolio guy called Happyman has given me the inspiration to post! And, without looking at the title (i'm guessing most of you nutheads don't look at the title of posts we all make), try to guess what i am going to talk about. And dont worry, shift, i dont think i will be insulting you in this post. *Hint Hint* look up at the title.

What did i just say?

You clearly werent listening. I said to dont look up at the title and also to look up at the title. So according to newtonian laws of elemental spirits, you should really be imploding within yourselves when you try to do what i told you. Of course, it really isnt even possible in the first place, since Newton's name sounds like Newt and On. Newts, if you still dont know, are living thing like reptiles and always lies. so yeah. Dont listen to Newton. The lightbulb thing was a lucky hit. For all we know, he could have been sleeping as the lightbulb supposedly lighted up and thus, couldnt think straight.

Back to my point. you cant please everybody. But every body can please you. It certainly can please me.

Anyway, before the digression in a digression, i was talking about his strange event or supernatural event called JINX! It occurs when two people randomly say the same word at the same time, causing both parties to be momentarily stunned and then shout "JINX!" What happens next is purely hypothetical. As the giler Budak Giler theorized, both parties should count to ten as fast as they can and if they finish first, the person must shout I WIN! like it isnt already obvious. If you finish first, you surely win, unless you are playing some retarded game called Strip Poker. You finish taking off your clothes first, you lose.

Another version goes as Avinash the gay muscleman hypothesizes. You say the same word, shout JINX! and simply slap the other person. Like, how gay is that? Who the heck slaps other people for kicks except me?

Either way, neither way, both ways, all ways, dan lain lain lagi... this game is retarded but it can be seriously fun if you are bored and have nothing to do. Once, me, Happyman, Budak Giler and Muzzle said the same word, i think it was "OI" just to see if we could try to jinx each other. And the ever image-concious Stitalicious, didnt join us and merely looked at us with that I-Know-You-But-I-Dont-Want-To-Know-You-Cos-You-Are-Retarded kind of look. Indeed, i dont blame him. For i say we are retarded but proud of it.

Yes and to less trivial issues. We won Saints! in the Semis! Like Whoa! Like Dough! Like Go!
6-nil sia! I mean it doesnt get any closer than that. Thougg i would have liked to play. Still, we will meet ACS(I, not You, but I) in the finals and we get to skip MAths CCT! The hardest shiit in the World! Just For Girls! In a Twirl! So, soya bean milk nice to drink if you are thirsty. So, do work out asses off for this. It was nice to see some support for the team, but please. For God's sake. Bloody dont boo at our own team lah! Like Munjens are dumb. Im sure u boo our team; thats like climbing mount everest and jumping down naked, hoping to survive. Please. Use your brains.

Ah. I believe that is all the mater of importance. Do remember to thank Happyman for this post as he was the one who inspired me.

Capsicum Melioris Ivy
The hope for a younger wife.

Fing.

PS: i never remember my colour for my posts. Could someone kindly remind me?

in response to fing.

2008-04-04T22:21:00.002+08:00

OK!

this whole post is dedicated to my response to fing's post and my review of how retarded YET GREAT EFFING FRIENDS i have.

but seriously, the card was enuf. the gym ball, the water bottle, the singlet?? the alarm clock, the number 15 jersey frm nicpat, the bobble head(???) and the birthday song using the peraduan's food utensils as musical instruments is... simply put.... it shows how good friends all of you can be.

i would just LOVE to comment on FING and CO's gift to me. (the alarm clock and the BOBBLE head). firstly, the alarmclock, ok lah its damn useful cause i always needed one. but srsly, the bobble head? fing says its just a present to remind me how retarded we are. haha. ok and to make things worst, they wrapped these two things up in the shape of a car and drew a wonderfully drawn outline of a car. i swear the wrapping had SIX layers of duct tape, and news papers.. hahaha. thanks fing and co. for wastig one hour wrapping it.

ok. the other group of pple namely the ever retarded stitalicious, the even retardeder finch, dol and our new sec 1 friend (the gymnast) had a more elaborate plan. they gave me toilet paper and half filled deodarant only to make me realise that my real gift was right in front of my eyes.

okok the reason im telling you guys this is nt bcos i wna brag abt the number of gifts i got but i wanted to make it clear to you guys that we have come to develop such a strong friendship and i suggest that we shouldnt break it, even in RJ........

so fing ing ng g, im not sad actually. my bones broken so yeah maybe thats the only sad part of me.

enuf emoing. times awasting. fings right, we really should be wrecking havoc in our dear ol school. its so uncharacteristic of us to remain soo... quiet wuiet.

oh shit i have this really dirty little secret abt what happened during peraduan today...... it involves finch and drinks... tsk tsk tsk naughty naughty. bbut i wont spurt the secret out cause ORA is coming. hmmmm whats the date again? 12th? thats when we strip sec 1 gymnast since he claims he'd rather get stripped on that day. and wait, am i missing anyone who will get dingolpheed too? hmm.. we'll wait and see.

ive already lost my dingolphee virginity to nicpat cause he attacked me while i was sleeping. ): speaking of which, i would like to talk abt the "illegal" sleepover that a grp of us had in sch not too long ago. imagine, walking around the school actually LOOKING for unnatural stuff at midnight while trying to escape frm security guards. those were the thrills that we experienced. for those of you who dont know, we are people who seek thrill like thrill seekers. trouble is our middle names after bin. so its like fing bin trouble muzzle. yeah..

enough abt us, what about YOU? what have YOU done thats crazy and stupid yet fun and stupid. nothing so far. so get off your asses and continue to do what we live for.. no NOT wanking. the other thing that we live for which is doing stupid funny stuff for the thrill of it.

cheers to all of us for being so closely knit, especially nicpat and nickglim who arent even malay.
muzzle

Hmmm......

2008-04-03T20:52:00.003+08:00

Hello to all once again! Its me, Fing. First, i would like to say sorry cos i havent been posting cos i was busy doing lastminute preparations for slacking. No lah. I have been studying. So i can continue my usual First-Term-Ownage, which is a term used to describe a certain phenomena where i do very well in all my tests in the first term and then fizzle out in the rest of the year due to the holidays.

Yes, it seems odd, but the holidays are to blame for my slump. Lump. Ump. Mp. P. Echo sia sia sia sia..... okay time to go out to a non enclosed area for i have been in my head, an empty mass of space filled with stuff like my brain, blood, cerebral stuff i learnt in bio and all. Now wait. There is something wrong with what i just said. Think. Cmon now. Think. I know its hard for retards like Shift, but just think. Tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock.

Ah forget it. I will tell you. I just said i have an empty head. Well, how can it be empty when theres a brain in it? haha. Bet u all didnt see that coming. And i bet avinash is gay. Yup. im digressing but what are digressions for if not to waste time and confuse people? Anyway, The holidays. Yes. In week 9 and 10 of every term, i would be in full steam doing all my homework and stuff ON TIME. Then the holidays come and i turn off my switch. And the slump lump ump mp p begins. WOULD YOU STOP IT? I play games and find out once again how nice it is to not work and just relax. So, naturally, i wouldnt want to slip into high gear after feeling the niceness of relaxing. Hope that clears up my slump lump ump mp p thing. FUCK YOU STOP IT!

Ah on to new things. Recently, or rather, Today-ly, our beloved member scored his 16th goal of his life. No lah. He celebrated his 16th birthday. YOu all stoopid or what? Anyway, Happy Birthday to MUZZLE uzzle zzle zle le e! Yep. Though its quite sad. All he got today from all his collection of good friends is a card with all our names on it. Kesian. Nvm. He probably didnt knw that the card was a decoy. Whoops. And he probably didnt know that we would be giving him stuff tomorrow. Whoops again.
So muzzle, if you are reading this, please dont be sad.
Be mad.
Wear a hat.
Pat a cat.
Kill a rat.
Dont get wet.
Fly in a jet.

And i can go on forever. Trust me. Ask Sunami. We played rhymer whymer and i pwned him like 1 million to one. Shit lah. This is all Finch's fault. He started this rhyming thing. His trademark phrase:
"What the hell, What the bell, What the smell, What the fell"
Is simple yet so stupid that i like it.

and to make it worse, munjens like it. Which isnt a good sign. Like good 'ol Biq. He get amused by lame stuff. So i think he and Forge should get along very well. But i though i love the ingenious phrase, it still irritates me when i hear it at nite before i sellp, in my head. No thanks to Forge. So thanks, but FUCK YOU OU U!

Ah. i kind of like the echo stuff.

On to trivial news. Man u beat roma 2-0 in italy.

See? simple does it.

Eh anyone iterested in the YOG? its cool. Too bad theres no rugby. but theres hockey, so at least patnic patch and finch and dertile and all can have a go. But why though. Why is there no rugby? its unfair. Hey, i just realised. There is no yoga in YOG. i guess the a in yoga can be converted to CAPS for the rest of the letters. Ah. there i go again. Thanks Forge.

Now i have run out of stuff to talk about. see lah. thats what happens when u got no brain. Ask Shift. Shift? oh Shift? ah. i guess apart from brain, he got no ears. haha.

Oh ya. In a serious note, seriously, as in serious lah. Can u dont laugh? i'm trying to say something important here. It could affect the blog or worse. Ur dicks. Im serious. I will cicumsise u all again if something bad happens cos u all nv listen to me. Except patnic. I will just dingolfee him. Ok here it is. I want to appeal to all you nutheads, aka mats, sec 1 to sec 4, to reignite the flame Fuckle brought upon us. I mean, where have all the stupid stuff we used to do gone to? Cmon man. or men. Do stupid stuff. Wreck havoc. Break records or bones. anything! speaking of which reminds me of Muzzles hand. Its broekn. But hey, lets not make it worse by talking about it. Ad seniors, i expect better. We should be setting benchmarks for the juniors to follow. Esp. Shift. Retardedness alone isnt enuf.

Well, thats all for this time. Till next time, keep track of time ime me e. HAIZ, FORGE.

With love like a dove from above burns on a stove,
Fing ing ng g.

if only...

2008-03-26T20:46:00.004+08:00

if only...

finch had put the ball on goal past the keeper in our interclass match. we would have won.

if only...

the ref wasnt so dumb. freaking dol.

if only...

patch's stick had met the slow ball in mid-air on the goal line in the hockey finals.

if only...

finch had stuck out his stick and just touched the ball zooming in from balu. could have been a hero.

if only...

the ref wasnt so biased. even the coach wasnt pissed.

if only...

u all would post more. our blog is getting more boring.

if only...

i hadnt run out of 'if only-s'.

PS im not like putting blame ah. just expressing my... sadness or feeling of wastedness or regretfulness or someth like that. and please post. i also come here for entertainment and lately havnt found any.

Things you've never noticed. Cos you suck.

2008-03-01T18:43:00.002+08:00

Ever noticed how Siapa Tanya posts are like RE? Obviously not, but I have. See, you wait a long long time for them to come but when it does, it comes in threes. Or twos. RE doesn't make you laugh as much though, unless you get a VWO whose mentor is a guy who is named after Batman, quotes Star Wars, and calls us cartoons. Like us. =)

Of course, like RE, Siapa Tanya is (largely) full of accurate facts and no unbased accusations whatsoever. However, recent posts have went against this standard and so I have taken the responsibility of correcting this. firstly, Forge. I am not retarded. Neither am I red. I AM BLUE. Thank you. Baik Forge.

(ever notice that red and retarded are made up of red and tard which could sound like turd which is shit for those who don't know? obviously not. But I have.)

Secondly, Muzzle, we may still be in RI next year. So it's not our last first term of our last first time in RI. So there. *sticks tongue out*

so on with my post proper. Yes, we all know about the ongoing search for Tsunami's long lost brother, Mat Selamat. Well, I would like to say I found him. Right there. On the front page of the newspaper. Like duh. The police must be fucking blind. It's true what they say about people nowadays, they never read the newspaper. Sheesh. They only come to read blogs like this. Well if you're reading this mr police person (khairi? =P) I'm ashamed of you. Heck, I even got a freaking sms from "MMS@Police" telling me to look out for, and I quote directly, "a short man who limps on his left foot". They specifically underlined that part. And they attached a freaking eerie picture of him too. And all the while he's been hiding on our living room tables staring out at us. wtf.

Have you ever noticed that the government is also looking for another mat too? serious. his name is all over the country, on bus stops, bus interchanges, even the freaking buses themselves. It's been since forever, but I guess no one has been able to find this guy. For some reason, his name seems to be on the damn rubbish bins everywhere too, the police must seriously hate him. Or maybe he hides in them? Whatever.

wait, what did you say? Did you say I'm retarded? Did you say "what the hell where got such thing one". okay you wouldnt say that, sorry, just realised that was very manjen. if you did say that, then "YOUR MOTHER!"

so did you just say "sialah, this sial Shift pancut ayam sial merepek siaaaaa."? If you did, HI ISH! but who cares what you said, let me continue to prove to you that all of you suck balls cos you never notice stuff. And I do.

So let me show you what the government has been putting up in order to find this mat dude. Let me show you what I, SHIFT, has noticed, while you people just walk past and think that shift is retarded. TA-DAH!

yeah. that is it. so make sure you keep your eyes out for this wanted mat. My purpose here is done. Thank You and have a nice day.

Totally not retarded-ly, Shift.

PS: if you're dumb, look at that picture until you see. See what? SEE IT, YOU FOOL. Thank You For Your Attention. *PA static sounds*

PPS: baik forge.

death week is over and AM is a criminal?

2008-02-29T22:42:00.003+08:00

Hello Hello!

We're all in a real high mood right cause death week 2 is OVER! no seriously, its over. so guys, only one more week to the holidays. Itll only be us Sec 1s 3s and 4s. cause sec 2s are going for their malaysian montage. please guys, dont kill yourselves in malacca. we'll try to miss you.
haha apart from that, i would like to wish all mat hockers the best of luck in your SUPER duper hard second round group. Dont let pathy fcuk around and let in goals. haha.

okay. today, me (muzzle), Budak giler, AM and finch got FILMED on TV. we sort of dont know when itll come out. but apparently, in the on-going search for mat selamat, there was this tv crew filming a good ol' police man who was giving out the wanted fliers. He gave us three to memorise the face of the convict. While on the bus back, we realised that.. well our dear friend AM has starkingly similar features to the guy on the poster. AS in real similar. We made him do the stone face to mimic the picture. You guys should look at him in school and youll realise it too! So warning to AM, dont go walking around baca'ing surah-surah from the Quran, or dont go around preaching, or dont go around in a turban or with a long beard (which is growing quite nicely) 3 out of 4 of the things that he shouldnt do will never be done, considering what a pious and staunch guy he is. so no worries. our dear old friend AM will not get mistaken by the police. Kudos to you!

once again, i emphasise that death week is over. To my fellow sec fourians, i say we treasure the last week of the last term 1 we will have in RI and we do so by playing soccer and just... doing what we do best ---> fooling around.

muzzle

my 4th post

2008-02-29T20:38:00.005+08:00

yay i finally posted after 8 (look at this sideways) years. clapclap. my 4th post over a span of one year. but now i dont noe what to post. my train of thought gone. later i continue ah.

Finally, Forge
PS SHIFT IS RETARDED. SERIOUS. NOW EVRYBODY RETARDED ALL HIS FAULT. EVEN POOR JAMES. and i dont get why shitting out a 1-dollar-coin is funny. just said it randomly and suddenly outburst of laughter. -_-" baik Forge. thank you thank you. and TurKeY our el teacher was mega jacked by our stittalicious (and a few others).

someone: eh thats a parker pen eh.

stittalicious: wah! parker? PARKER?

TurKeY: yes (stittalicious' real name), what did u say?????

pacth: ma'am he said parker!

whole class: HAHAHAHA STUPID BEACH! (of cos the beach part was not said out loud nutheads)

TurKeY turn red like shi(f)t sia. padan muke.

and our bio teacher bincang rocks like the rock. except now we are known as kampong glam, the whole row of mats but in L-shape cos patch ah. go extra sit there. aper sehh... and the malaikat game. lazy to tell ah long story. originated from mavado exaggerated by fing made into a 'game' by me! but i was caught playing (flapping my hands not arms super close to my shoulder when thers a sudden silence cos they say when got silence malaikat passing. there in the end i still told the long story. and close the bracket pls. some ppl always nvr close th bracket then equation become wrong ppl wanna read cannot. sungguh mengkonfusedkan. muzzle ah.). then bincang said someth along the lines of 'eh kampong glam! why r u flapping ur hands like that? u r not aerodynamic ok even though u r so thin.' an he also likes to tell unrelated stories and all that. damn fun lesson.

PPS my whole post was posted in my PS. how weird.

PPPS i dunno whether a PPS and a PPPS actually exist, but shift did it, so i can too. so if its retarded its all shift's fault.

PPPPS ha this is a real PS. my re blog! http://aid4shenghong.wordpress.com/ we'll try make it more interesting or appealing to u guys.

signing off agn after the REAL post, Forge
YAY

2008-02-19T21:35:00.004+08:00

hello everyone. it's shift here.

today i shall be talking about random crap. mostly because i have no specific crap to talk about which can fill up this post, except maybe stuff like forge's new alias (we should make it official =D) or more mat-invented games like pavement and more. or i could talk about death week but talking about it would make me depressed and i don't want to be depressed and i don't want to make you people depressed because siapatanya is supposed to make you smile. and show your teeth. brushed in the morning with a toothbrush and colgate. or darlie. or sensodyne toothpaste for sensitive teeth if you feel a short sharp pain.

anyway, on with the real purpose of this post. random crap. first random observation of the day. wtf is ftw spelled backwards. wtf, shift ftw.

great i ran out of random crap. time for google to save the day. enjoy.

http://www.redbrick.dcu.ie/~me/facts.

some damn coolio stuff there. like, did you know that the guy who played the voice of bugs bunny was allergic to carrots? and that right handed people live on the average longer than left handed people. watch out muzzle. xD for more, like the origin of our favourite word, fuck, visit that site. now. come back later.

okay, you're back. time for classic shift collection of random pictures that do fuck all but make you smile (hopefully). today's theme is children books that you probrably should have read and if you havent you should. they're classics. better than shakespeare.

okay fine if you didnt appreciate that then i'm sorry. must be my lit self kicking in. *hangs head in shame*

anyway, i'm off to mug. catch you later when we play catching.

shift.

ps: shift did not use the shift button at all for this post to make caps. that is irony.
pps: crap, litness coming again. adeeeyos army ghosts.
ppps: liverpool to lose today. =)

2008-02-16T15:45:00.004+08:00

okay firstly, i would like to clear things up. since fing doesnt want to "friend me" anymore, ill like to clarify that his skill of "flashing" is actually what we codenamed as "making jokes and making people laugh". In what way? you ask? you DICKS go find out yourselves. anyway to those outsiders who have a sick head and think flashing is showing private parts, its not! hahaha you guys got horny for nothing....

so sorry fing (:

and yes its death week once again. it looms ahead. and there will be more to come. but guess what? us ruggers get to skip ONE CCT! hahahahhahaah. thats the good part. the bad part is... we're skipping malay. which is the least that we want to skip. to you guys facing the death week (including myself) i say that we take it in high spirits. just stick to our mentality of "all for fail, fail for all" and we'll do fine (: no no thats bad. just try your best and play your best (for those having competitions AKA HOCKEY! and the fellow rugby mats)

apart from the fact that some of us got ALOT of ice down our underwear including AM and... me ): .. i guess theres nothing much happening.

really, we dont have much to post cause nothing BIG is happening. mind you, something ALWAYS happens in school thats worth blogging to make you guys laugh or scream or get orgasms, but nothing huge enough to be posted to make you guys do all three at once. so people who are eagerly waiting at the edge of your computer seats for a next post, i say that you guys have to be patient. when the time comes, fing will be there to post. probably other people too.

and i will support fing cause he supported me. He blocked me from our coaches when i was happily eating my macdonalds meal even though we are not allowed to. SHH!

good luck people!
muzzle

Death Week 1

2008-02-16T12:53:00.003+08:00

Yep. Hello all. Once again, the Deathweek is upon us. But before we contemplate our impending doom, let us all look back in this past week to reflect upon what we have done. First, you need a mirror. Tak lah. It's called self reflection so all u need is urself.

Oh, and this reminds me of an incident. Not long ago. in the year 1958, the Busby Babes died. Dead. Most of them. Imagine what the world would be like if Duncan Edwards survived, he would have torn City apart so badly that they wouldn't even cease to exist. Oh, the horror of it all. So, guess who just had to spoil their 50th anniversary commemoration? MANCHESTER CITY. Thats right. Those filthy blue fucknuts just had no sense of pity for those who died. I am glad, however, that the honourable Red half of Manchester, the one, the only, Man U, did not embarass the memory of those who died. They could have thrashed Cuty, but in the spirit of remembrance, they decided not to play ruthlessly and even wanted to share the spills with City by giving them a draw. But City? Noooooooo. They had to go for the win. I mean, what the heck man.

Ok. Enuf about that. I can see Shift turning red already (haha, get it, Shift?). As tradition goes, most, if not all, the mats will be posted to either hockey or rugby. It is no surprise then that the past week has been busy. The hockers are having fun wiping their ass on lousy hockeying schools. However, seems like Finch wasn't having fun. I'm sure 1v1 wif goalkeeper u chp the ball to his stomach lah. its like open goal and you backheel wide. Just kidding lah Finch. Don't cry lah. Go toilet and dry ur eyes. Go. We will wait.

Ok dah. Meanwhile, us ruggers beat acs int. 70-0. End of story. Boring right? Oh, and I am glad we have found another true member of our mat community. Although he is still in sec 1, he is still dam cool. as in, he mixes with us like cornflakes mixes with milk. Chocolate milk. Ladies and Gentlemen, i have a dream. that one day, black people, and white people, can play together in the open field full of flowers nad butter files and when it rains, we will keep each other dry. Ah. Im pretty sure Mairtin Luther King's speech didnt go that way. I made up that bulshit. Say hello to Martyn! Hello. Yep. Martyn. Hello. As he is still underaged, he doesnt need protection from external forces and thus, he wont be getting a nickname yet. Ah. and this year's batch of sec 1s isnt so bad. inf fact, the onlt thing i like dun lke abt them is that almost all the sporting mats go to hockey. And the fact that Iman doesnt like to bathe.dats all. means, we can expect alot from them in the coming years. all they need is tender-loving care from ppl ike Happyman, Budak Giler, Dertile and Sewel. Whale!

Oh, speaking abt Sewel, i think the time is right to finally, ahem ahem, have fun, with the munjen Happyman. Those who went to hongkong shud know which sec 4 prefect who is in rugby i am talking about. He did a terrible thing. Let me relate the story:

"It was a nice afternoon and the development B-div team had just bullied the C-div team. In the spirirt of fun and pure innocence, i started chasing ****** around shouting "happyman!" this upset him for some reason and he quickly escaped. Then later, I, the ever innocent Fing, chanced upon another prefect, a friend of Stittalicious, called a ShangXuan. I happily dragged him to the field where Budak Giler, AM, Sewel and Shannon (description: a baby-cute guy who mixes with mats) were waiting like flies waiting for a spider. or is it the other way round? same diff. Anyway, we started 'playing' with him. as in literally. Playing with him. then out of the blue, ****** appeared and rammed sewel so hard he landed head first with all the body weight. Dam hecould have died. ******, wad were u doing man? then he startd blaming me, the usual thing munjens do. But its okay, u can put the blame on me, even though the blame's on u."

Ah. back to the reason for this post. Death Week 1 is here. On Monday, the sec 4s have to take a maths CCT. Ok lah. Not so bad. Maths isnt dat hard. But we have 2 kefahamans due on monday. Dam, She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is only just starting. And i have an effing hard geog assignment due on monday. And there is an ss test that i am not even aware of. So, if i don't make it, i just want u all to know how i will miss u all, how the sky always rains when the clouds turn grey, and how much fun we had in such a small space of time. Well, here goes...

Fing.

2008-01-20T21:03:00.000+08:00

okayokay, since fing insisted we show the vids taken during the ruggers' hong kong trip, i guess i should post it up for the public to see what idiotic IDIOTS we are when no ones looking... when we are locked up in a room at 4 am HONGKONG time (which is the same as singapore by the way), with nothing but whipped cream, adrenaline, testosterone and a whole lot of malay idiocy. oh and i would like to apologise to budak giler cause he seriously didnt want us to put it up for the public's viewing. but since fing's persuasiveness overrules, i guess its unavoidable. but i shall be kind. i will not name anyone in the video and its up to you guys to guess who's who and which secret name belongs to who and who's the commentator (AND THATS THE HARDEST GUESS). ill give you a clue, its none of us. haha!

okay a brief introduction the the video. we couldnt strip avinash cause he was real violent. we even tried playing unoo with him and if he could win us three times, he wont get stripped. but, as you all shouldve guessed, he ended up getting + 24 cards each game. unfortunately he wiggled his way out of the room and escaped.

the whipped cream was brought by one of the mats, (forgot who). you see, in hongkong, almost every speck of food there will have pork in it. so we mats brought our very own stash of maggi, nutella, biscuits and whipped cream(??) for the trip. thus we decided to put the whipped cream to good use instead of wasting it...

so we made a story, of 4 idiots, and we named it "the last idiot" - enjoy..

okay. so the next night, we decided to be more ambitious and break into OTHER peoples rooms.
the best we could get was this....

thats all for now.
till next time,
muzzle.

Back To School Life

2008-01-13T21:46:00.000+08:00

Hey all! This is my first post in like, um, 105236 years. So yeah, forgive me if i'm a bit rusty. Anyone got lime? Or is it lemon? ( at this point, some of you might be going -.-" lame...)

But hey, thats a start.

Haha, first of all, let me apologize even though it's too late to apologize. Apologize for not keeping you all updated on things like the recent Honk Kong Rugby Tour, which, I assure you, was much more fun than bullying Sewel. Sorry Sewel, but Fuckle is right, you should stand up for yourself. Seriously, i am serious. Anyway, although we promised some people, like Ngok, that we would strip Avinash and record it all, we found that we just couldn't. Here's why. When we remember to strip him, we were on the bus on the way to training. Then, when we finally cornered him, he started waving a heavy glass cup at us and started to whip anyone, anyone who was around, including the ever innocent me, with his belt. We (Stittalicious, Budak Giler, Happyman and I,Fing) eventually gave up when he finally locked himself up in his room to read Playboy. Tsktsktsk. Naughty boy.

That was not all. Thanks to Happyman, we all had a damn fun time during the resting time. Why? Because he acted like how a mat should act; he bought his PS2. It was so much fun that it inspired us to do more stupid stuff, like buy whipped cream (this will be covered in the future by Muzzle, i hope.) sprayed everyone and other stuff mats do when given a bottle (or is it a can?) of whipped cream. Indeed, i pity Sewel who couldn't come, probably too caught up being bullied by other people. Sorry again, Sewewl.

Ok thats that and school has started. Hands up whoever who would rather be at home sleeping than going to school. EEEEEE. i can see all your armpit hair. Go and shave lah. Especially you, Patch. Yes you. Don't try to hide. I can still see the bits of hair sticking out of whatever you are wearing. Go and shave.

Oh, several people, like a hyperactive crazy pervertic and horny boy called Dertile has been insisting that we Sec 4s hand part of the ownership of this sacred blog to you sec3s, who will probably post porn or use it to get more GFs. But i think that before you unzip your pants, you all should ensure that your dicks are neat and cicumsised (not sure how u spell it...). What i meant was that before you get the blog, you all should prove yourself and do what mats do. Anyway, as i have posted, we will give you the blog when the time is right, which i think is near the Death weeks, when you all are supposed to be studying instead of posting stupid stuff. So sec 3s, be patient. Someday, just someday, the blog will fall into your sick, dirty hands.

Okay. I guess thats all for now. Oh and please do try to include the sec 2s in our mat activities, as they are quite nice, just that they are also idiotic. Nah, just kidding. I think we should try to at least be friends with them. Ok, as for now, do try to keep out of trouble, yes, i know, its unavoidable, especiallt with people like Dertile around, but at least restrain yourself from fucking around until the sec 1s get intoour community. See'ya!

Fing.

Happy New Year

2008-01-01T14:49:00.000+08:00

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And days of old long past.

Hello everyone. It's 2008 and the my first new year's resolution was to update this damn blog since it has been dead for quite awhile. Don't blame us. It's the holidays. We're just taking a break. But now, we're re-opening so you dumbfucks can start entertaining yourselves again.

So well, it's 2008. Like FINALLY! Like WAWAWEEWA! 2007 was a good year. A great year in fact. A year of CCTs, EOYs, DEATH WEEKS and whatnots. But still a year where I think we really really bonded. I was just thinking of the biggest cover-up in history. Seriously, like whoa man. Then there was so many other things. Towel Wars, trUSt Game, Liquid Explosion, studying for EOYs in the mat room, soccer here there everywhere, our Sexybutt fan club at Rafflesian Spotlight, just to name a few. As we move on to bigger things, let's keep those have-beens close to our hearts. Okay, don't emo already. Wait you all cry then I don't know ah sia.

In a few days' time the Sec 3s will be at OBS having a shit load of fun. The Sec 4s will be leading the way as the hope of a better age. And we, the J1s will be slacking our asses off. HAHAH! Tomorrow it's back to waking up at 5.45 a.m. taking the MRT and walking to school. Wow, what fun. But let's be optimistic. There'll be no more Tan Chiou Yen! LIKE YEAHHHH!!!!!!! Fuck, I hope she dies.

Okay, let's move on to more important stuff. Like this.

I AM LEGEND! THE LAST MAN ON EARTH!
THE LAST MAN ON EARTH IS BLACK! NOOOO!!!!!

Imagine if Mavado was the last man on earth. Like what the helll. Fancy leaving the earth in the hands of someone like him. Shit man. Like we're already screwed. And now MAVADO?! Like so super screwed man. He'll probably take advantage of the situation and piss and shit in open or something. The bloody fucknut.

And now, even more important stuff.

Hady Mirza, Singapore Idol, now Asian Idol?!

He couldn't believe, I could not believe it, you couldn't believe it, Asian couldn't believe it. But what the helllllll.

Yeah, you better believe it man. I know ah this news dah basi but this blog has been dead and it is currently re-living the past if you know what I mean. If not, go cebok your jubuh. Besides, who gives a shit? I'm still proud of this guy. He so super owned the rest ah. Pwn sia. GGXX. Noob sia the rest. AltQQ ah. Uber good seh. In your FACE, Paul Moss-ibat. The name sounds like some species of algae or something. Honey, can you please clean the pond? There's Paul Moss growing everywhere. Like FUCK YOU! HADY WON! In the words of the judge from India, "I don't like your woice. I lowe your woice!". Wery wery nice.

So tomorrow, it's back to school. If any of you guys still in RI get Tan Chiou Yen, I bid you good luck. But please give her hell like what me and Mavado did. Just kill her lah. I really want her to die. Put a snake in her car or something. For us J1s, I think it's gonna be damn fun at the start. But let us not forget about our studies. Like 'A' Levels sia. Like sial ah. Mati sial. So please don't party, party, no need study. Please study, study, sampai nak mati. For people like Mavado, like I know there's a damn small hope of you doing well but still no harm studying right? Good luck ah to all you and to myself also.

Until next time, so long fuckers,
Fuckle.

P.S. There's a new game coming up. Something me, Stittalicious, Ngok and Budak Giler came up with. It's called King of the Bottles. So stay tuned or piss off you retards.

cba to write a title but bothered to write this long shite.

2007-12-09T23:49:00.000+08:00

hello hello it's shift here. I'm bored and I've been hearing grumbles that this blog is dead so I'm giving it the perfect thing to make it un-dead.

*SHIFT used REVIVE on SIAPA TANYA!
SIAPA TANYA REVIVED!*

ahhhh, pokemon. Continuing on that theme, here's a video which should bring back great memories of how fun that game was. Totally.

Warning: Please, stop waiting for the video to end because it won't. And continue reading the rest of my fantestical post.

and still on the topic of Pokemon here's a picture of the ever-lovable PIKACHU!!!

I'm sure the many sick bastards out there who frequent this blog *ahem* fing *ahem* will instantly see that maybe Pikachu ain't so innocent no more.

So I've kinda run out of pokemon shits to show you and I want to go to sleep and I'm tired of entertaining you guys. And yes, i know i'm lame. As lame as Gred. (oh shite, note to self, joke does not work on codenames)

So here are some random funny youtube videos that should distract you while I leave you.

An 80's children show. Listen to what they say.

Best Song Ever

Most Painful Accidents Ever

okay that's all folks. goodnight.

*SHIFT RETURN!*

SHIfT

new post!

2007-11-22T20:51:00.000+08:00

YO!
HELLO EVERYBODY MY NAME IS MAVADO AND MY CAPS LOCK TER-STUCK
ok now not stuck anymore

eh first ah, i want to ah say something ah. i was not called encik ah. i was called MASTER! but i seriously don't give a shit about all this and i wish that you all stop associating me with ncc already. long shitty story and its not nice to tell. so i'll move on!

i'd like to extend my thanks to fuckle for that excellent video he made, and thanks a lot for that EXTRA LONG feature of me. ya i really asked for it. i was begging to have a feature like that. in fact i tried to get a law passed. nononojustjoking. damn fun right, doing all this kind of shit? no wait i guess its cause i'm INDIAN! WHEEHOOOOO! being indian entitles me to privileges unheard of to mankind, as well as immunity and laser eyes.

but again i'd like to move on. i remember ah, a long time ago before all of us grew up and stuff, before our kepala got stuff inside, the time when we first started the blog, i remember telling everyone that i was going to make a logo for the blog. some crest thing ah, like hogwarts one liddat. i was enthusiastically sketching out ideas and you guys were enthusiastically commenting and adding on and fuckle was enthusiastically exposing himself to whoever was in the room and kulubi was enthusiastically falling off tables...

BUT THEN! a crest never came. in fact i think you all forgot about it! but secretly, behind your backs, i was scheming. ooooh yes, the mavado whom all of you thought was innocent (ok ah maybe not THAT innocent) is actually a cunning wolf. while all of you were not looking, i toiled day at night at my desk, my pencil clutched so tightly in my fingers that the rubber grip melted and became one with my hand... i traveled to lavender, bedok, changi and beyond, scouring the land for ideas. and yet so silently i worked on, though my soul cried for salvation. and in the end, i triumphed. after 3 days of torture, i finally drew the crest but i chose to wait for a few months before FINALLY REVEALING IT.... NOW!!!!!!!!!!! BEHOLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE MASTERPIECE OF THE HYOOONIVERSE! tatatatatatatapadapadapaptatatatPREEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOWHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOWHEEEEEEEE!
atchelly ah... i was kidding. i have been telling you lies. ALL LIES! i myself completely forgot about the crest thing and so i'll begin work now. but if you like what is above you can purchase the jpeg from me at $9.99 with GST (Good Singapore Tax).

and i'll leave you with this, it's called Hey There Assholes by Plain White Uniform, sung to the tune of Hey There Delilah by the Plain White T's.

Hey there all my friends
What's it like during the holidays?
I'm far away in Sembawang
But now i say something to all of you
A bloody super big thank you
You stupid fools...

Hey all of my friends
Don't you worry about the distance
Our new school actually quite near
So we can all still hang out in the
Seminar room
Everytime we go there and lepak
Its very NICE!

Oh i'm running out of rhymes
Oh i'm wasting my damn time
Oh no i'm just joking
Oh please don't get angry
I give you money

Hey all my good friends
Looking back at our past
I think we had good times
And I know we'll wreak more havoc so
Don't be sad
We'll all be brudders long long time
Pleasure is mine

Let's all remember
All the good things that have happened
Just forget all the shitty things we had
AND STOP KACAU-ING ME!
I AM BRUCE LEE.
Actually i'm really not angry
I'm just hungry

Oh this song is quite lame
But I don't feel much shame
Cos its a dedication
And that's enough of a reason

To write this kinda crappy songs
Requires one to have balls
Hahahahahahahahahaha
Our friends would all make fun of us
But what the hell WE are them
So you are starting to get DAMN CONFUSED!
AND I'M TO BLAAAAAAAAAAAME!

Maybe in RJ
We may not have time to hang out
But we still got MSN facebook
Friendster handphone email and our blog too
In the end we all still same school
Hahahehewheeheehool
And don't forget our damn cool plans
To go JAPAN!

Eh what am i talking?
I salah remember
But who here gives a sheeeeeeeeeeet
Cos this song will make you happy

I think
I don't really knooooooow
Ho Ho
Father Christmas oh
Bye I have to go
Tidur
Eh no!

HYUK HYUK HYUK sorry ah i not very mentally correct. but i'll talk about that on my blog, don't wanna destroy the image of siapatanya. And don't forget! We still have to watch the exorcist and stuff and hopefully scare the shit out of ourselves! Sialah!

Ok now i really go
Un-yo.

We are the Young

2007-11-12T16:07:00.000+08:00

The Class of '07's Batch Song - We are the Young

We are the young, the children of the world
We hold tomorrow in our hands
We are the young, the promise of a brighter day
The future waits at our command

Teach us well, teach us how to care
Give us love, love that we can share
As we'll walk hand in hand in the light of the rising sun
We are the young

We are the young, and so we look to you
To show us how the world should be
We are the young, we trust in your experience
To help us shape our destiny

Teach us well, teach us how to care
Give us love, love that we can share
As we'll walk hand in hand in the light of the rising sun
We are the young

That day is dawning
When we will be grown
We will inherit
This world for our own

We are the young, the children of the world
We hold tomorrow in our hands
We are the young, the promise of a brighter day
The future waits in our command

Teach us well, teach us how to care
Give us love, love that we can share
As we'll walk hand in hand in the light of the rising sun
We are the young
We are the young
We are the young

That was us, the Class of '07 singing our batch song at the graduation ceremony. And so, we finally graduated.

To my batchmates, Mavado, Kulubi and all the other idiots, thank you for making my four years in this damn school a blast. Even with the shit load of tests, assignments and all the other crap, every single one of you helped me pull through. Here's something to bring you down memory lane.

Remember the very first week of school in Sarimbun? The push-ups, Paul Lim, Searges What, Senthil and Armageddon. Remember that? Remember how we looked up so much to Ilman, Imran, Makmur, Faizul, Nadjad, Danni and the rest? Remember your first time in your CCA? Remember me getting stripped? Remember the late nights in school preparing for Juara Tari? Remember all the times in the Mat Room in the hall? To all the hockers, remember Balbir, his motosikal and how we prayed each day that he would die? Remember how we used to be so carefree and not give a about EOYs or shit? We were all children, kids as a matter of fact and maybe we still are. Those were the days.

Then in Secondary 2, remember how we were getting GPAs above 3 without even putting in that much effort? To people like Mavado, I know you did your best. Perhaps, you were born to fail in secondary school but become something great later on. Maybe like The Great Khali? Remember Malaysian Montage? Remember how in 2005, we saw Muzzle, Stittalicious, Ngok and the rest entering the school? Remember how Fing, as impossible as it may seem, appeared all innocent? It was as though he wouldn't hurt a fly. Remember how we had to choose subjects and we were oblivious to the importance of it? I mean like which idiot chooses Physics and Biology and leaves out Chemistry? Mavado, Mavado, once again you prove to us how dumb you can be. Those were the days my friends.

Then there was OBS in Secondary 3. Remember how we kayaked for hours? Remember carrying backpacks that weighed you down so much you just felt like passing it to Mavado? Remember walking for hours and still not reaching your destination? Remember how at Karnival IQ at RGS we met Mavado's twin for the first time? Remember the day Kulubi whacked the shit out of me and I still managed to survive and tell this tale? Remember looking at Khai, Dertile, Sewelicious and all the rest enter? Those were the days.

Then finally, we reached the ripe old age of 16 and we were in Secondary 4. Strange as it may seem, I feel it was in 2007 that we really came together as a batch. Remember, how the arrival of Pu-No-Who? She was the Umbridge and we were the Weasely brothers. Remember the rebellion? Remember all the times in the Mat Room? Remember the greatest cover-up in the history of mankind? Remember the times in Death Room 8 where a certain stressed-up lady kept screwing us? Remember kelas sebelah and kelas sebelah? Remember HMT 'O' Levels? Remember graduation ceremony and graduation night? Those were the days.

Those may have been the days my friends. But there are days to come. We may have left a legacy but now we're starting on a new journey. As long as we stay together, damn, there won't be any 'those were the days'. There'll only be 'these are the days'. These memories that we all hold so dear are not there for us to be sad about but something that we should be happy about. We have come a long way from 2004 in Secondary 1. Again, thank you, all of you.

To the Secondary 3s. Your batch is one of great potential in both sports and the area of academics. You all are a rowdy and playful batch but so what? Who the hell has better dribbling skills than Stittalicious? Who the hell has a deadlier right foot than Muzzle? Who the hell has a thunderous volley better than that of Fing? I say no one. Next year you'll be taken under the wing of She Who Must Not Be Named. Give her hell as long as she gives you hell. But when she really teaches you, listen well. She's a damn good teacher just that she's stressed. So to the Secondary 3s, have fun and cherish your last year in RI. I look forward to the time we meet again in JC.

To the Secondary 2s. You all are the closest batch. Keep it that way man. Go ahead and keep bullying Sewel cause he's really a sewel. Sewel, learn how to stand up for yourself lah. To the KC, good luck being idiots ah. You're missing out alot on the fun. You all are lucky so far not to have a retard as a teacher but soon enough, you will. And when you do, I trust you know what to do. You guys have a lot of potential. Work on it and you all will make it big someday.

To the Secondary 1s, to put it short, there are some mighty idiots in your batch. Seriously, eradicate the idea that since you are in RI, you are a bigshot. Learn to be humble and you'll be much more respected. Maybe, it's because you're just Sec 1s. Probably, I was like that too and maybe I still am. Who knows? But grow up quick, learn from your mistakes and you will gain my respect.

Back to the Secondary 4s, in my last post I told you all to end our year with style at Graduation Night. And hell, we did. We totally blew away everyone at Grand Copthorne Waterfront Hotel didn't we? The pictures are below ah. I know ah you all wanna put on Friendster and Facebook semua. HAHAH! For more pictures, ask Kulubi ah.

And this is a little video tribute I put together for my batchmates.

Damn bloody video ends at 5 minutes. Fucking photobucket always spoils everything. So anyway, here's the rest of the list.

the inventor
Muzhaffar

the most flexible guy
Haliim

the future president
Haris

the Ronaldinho
Danial

the Batista
Zulhairy

the Arif
Arif

the budak giler
Faris

the Master
Fawaz

I spent dunno how long making this video ah. So you all better cry until your eyes dry up or something while watching it ah. Better ah, you bastards rarely appreciate shit. I don't care. Go put Clorox in your eyes until you cry or something. And Mavado, dah kena panggil master tu jangan kembang ahhhh.

To my comrades in the Combattenti Di Libertà, we are the young, the children of the world.

Damn, that was such an emo post,
Fuckle.

The Last of the Mohicans

2007-11-06T02:03:00.000+08:00

hey everyone.
its been a long time since you've heard from me.

a few hours ago was our grad night. the last night we're official ri boys. kinda sad when you come to think of it, but things must move on.

suddenly all the times we spent slacking in the mat room and doing stupid things have ended. we'll be just nearby next year, but who knows if we'll all be able to spend the same kinda quality time again.

what i'm sure of is that we're all a very close knit group, and i want it to stay that way. sec 3s you guys have taken over the leadership of mcc, so make sure you keep everyone stuck together. you guys consperm can do it. i feel like talking about each and every one of you but thats daaaamn emo and i havent got the time. and i'm not emo, i think i'm more goth. metal also can ah.

sec 2s you all are a good bunch ah. i think you'll all be damn cool when you GROW UP. not that what you are now is bad anyway. haha. you guys are a fun group of people and sometimes i think you all are sec 3s. then i see your shorts then i'm struck in the face with the fact of reality that you all are still in midget land. faster ah wear long pants!

sec 1s... a lot of you wanna kena rembat. hopefully you use your kepala otaks and realize your flaws, and change before people get sick of you. in such a small community, we cannot afford such breakaways.

to all my sec 4 buddies, you guys really made my time in ri a helluva good one. without you guys i think i would have set fire to the school a LOOOOONG time ago. we'll probably be in different classes next year, plus with the introduction of girls and crazy cca trainings, it may be kinda hard for us to be together a lot. but lets at least try our best to stay together. even if we don't get the chance i know we'll still be tight.

i'm gonna try to be at the mat room as much as i can next year. and solat jumaat confirm can meet up one.

so lets all look forward to a new year! and in the meantime enjoy the shit out of ourselves! but still must study for next year! otherwise become damn stupid! NOOO! but nevermind! its nice! ok! bye! aku nak tido ni!

mavado

Selamat Pulang

2007-11-05T14:23:00.001+08:00

Hey oh, listen what I say, oh I got your hey oh, now listen what I say, oh. The more I see, the less I know The more I like to let it go Hey oh, whooooaaaaaaaaaaa

Hellomotosikal!

I'm back with a BANG! I BANG I BANG OH BABY AND I MOVE I MOVE! Firstly, let me apologize for the absence. Peperiksaan Bahasa Melay Lanjutan Peringkat GCE 'O' merupakan suatu buruj yang telah menghambat saya daripada melaksanakan budaya hedonisme saya iaitu di sini merupakan kelaziman saya untuk mem-blog. Whoa! That sounds hot man. Yeah, so the HMT 'O' Levels really gave me not time to spend the already little time on dumbass things like blogging. I don't know why I blog. I mean people laugh at the posts and all but what benefits are there for me? I don't get paid or shit so what the hell am I blogging for? You wanna know why? It's because your sister punya mother punya nenek punya datuk punya binik no hair! HAHAHAHAH!

Okay so what've we been up to. A lot of jalaning raya perhaps. Besides the money I don't really see what else I can talk about for this particular topic. Joking joking! We really hit a few jackpots here and there with kind parents giving like $10. Baik Hatib! HAHAHAH! No wrong person. Baik Masjuri! Yes, that's the one. Okay seriously, the jalaning really opened our eyes to the families of our friends. Like Shift's mum who has a computer brain and Mesti Bunuh's datuk who's a Man U fan and obviously, Forge's mad, over-controlling dad (no wonder he's like that. you should like karate chop him or something ah with your black belt). Banyak ah. Too many to talk about. So here are some pictures.

So the last few days of school were really fun. Being a Sec 4 and being the last year I would be in the school, I decided to do some dumbass stuff. Like feeling my lungs with helium and talking like Akon. And of course there was liquid explosion. Refer to the videos.

Tonight will be my graduation night at Grand Copthorne Waterfront Hotel. I have to say I'll miss the school, my juniors and most importantly, all the memories. Goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend, you have been the one, the one for me. I'd like to thank all of you for making my 4 years in the institution a blast even though it was damn stressful. To the Class of '07 let's end it off with style.

Goodbye my friends,
Fuckle.

Selamat Hari Raya

2007-10-15T00:10:00.000+08:00

Satu hari di hari raya,
aku menangis tanda disiksa,
aku menangis tanda ku takut
KEPADANYAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!

Satu hari di hari raya,
ku lihat wajah hodoh guruku,
ku lihat wajah ngeri cikguku,
KETAKUTAAANNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!

Assalamualaikum semua.
Apa khabar?

Ramadhan sudahpun ciao, dan what's in is Syawal a.k.a. Hari Raya a.k.a. Happy macam mak kau punya kepala takder rambut cause no more puasa but got alot of money from my makcik and pakcik and my nenek but not my datuk who die already. Another reason to be happy is because right. You know what anot? You know ahhh....alamak! I forgot ah.

Hahahahah. No lahhh. Actually, it's cause no more EOYs. Finish already. That's why I typing here. If never finish I won't be typing but I will be studying. And SOO...the I am proud to tell you thatt.......(drum rolllll)...........the Order of the Pepek successfully managed to pulverize Voldy and his crew and get back our brains. YAHHHOOOHOOOO!!!

So how did we manage this near impossible feat? Well, as they (Beckham and his gay friends) impossible is nothing. Furthermore, we're the Combattenti Di Libertà. Obviously, we were successful. SOO..what we really did was we used Gred's one hell of a dick as a wand and prodded it into Voldy's behind while silently muttering the incantation, ENGORGIO! OOOOUUUUCHHHHHH!

So the Dark Lord has been weakened but I'm sure he'll be back for revenge once he recovers from soreness in the lower body. Gred really should go into hiding. He should bring Ron (his little brother) along with him. I've got a feeling Voldy's really pissed and he'd do anything to make both or ONE of them disappear. IT'S NIICEEE!

As such, our mission was a GREAAAt SUUCCCESSS! We are now liberated. Funny how the Combattenti Di Libertà has to liberate themselves to liberate others. Insted of 'We're a special task force set with the task of liberating the unliberated liberty-seekers', it should read, 'Your sister no hair'. HUHH?!!! HAHAHAHAH. If you can't convince, CONFUSE!

So now we are really free. Plus no puasa. YIPPPEEE! Damn, I'm bad. I'm supposed to be sad that Ramadhan's gone. Okay, I'm done being sad. THERE"S NO MORE EOYS AND PUASA LAH DOL! That means soccer everyday and whole lot of fun. HOW FUN IS THAT? DAMN FUUUUNNNN!!!!! Hahahahah.

There're alot of things that happened in this one month of absence. DMP period whilst studying was a bore so I shall leave that to Mavado. Then EOYS were the shit. Like one week of shit ah. Come to think of it ah. I screwed up a lot. Like a lot ah. A lot alot ah. Dunno how alot ah. So better not think of it. Then post-EOYS are the SHIT. Hell lot of fun things. Let's seeee. Wednesday was play soccer after exams thenthen go Bugis at night. Thursday was soccer whole day then go Geylang at night. Then Friday was Penin and Vivo whole day. Then yesterday was like Hari Raya.

However, the biggest cover-up took place on Thursday. I shall not reveal it here since it will no longer be a cover-up. But it was like soooo...WAAWWWEEEWWWAAA! HAHAHAH! Oh yar, before EOYs the kelas got the biggest ultimate mega gigantic scolding from She Who Must Not Be Named while kelas sebelah just somehow wiggled their way out and added oil to the fire. Jaga kau cicakkk. Aku next week avada kedavra kau ah. Mati kau! KAU ADALAH SATAN!

So I hope all you people can't you see can't you see. Eh alamak, ter-sidetrack. I hope all you people are having a great hari raya. I have collected like dunno how many packets and eaten like how many kuih tarts. NIICEEE!

So, I gladly look forward to meeting you assholes back in school next week. And sorry this post no pictures or videos cause don't have ah. HAHAHAH!

So long suckers,
Fuckle.

Goodbye For Now

2007-09-10T22:01:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum semua.
Jangan baca ajer! Jawab Waalaikumsalam. Nak gi neraka eh? Kalau tanak, cepat jawab.
Bagus bagus. Sekarang pergi solat ishak dan istighfah banyak banyak abih datang balik baca.

Eh dahbis? Belumlah!

Okay sekarang dahbis.

Alright. Here goes. DJ HEAT THAT BEAT! Buka music jiwang abih dengar baik baik.

I have sad and tragic news for all. Yes, I, Fuckle, come before you today to bring you the worst news you have ever heard in you entire lives. Yes, it is the worst. No, the news that Megan Fox already has a boyfriend is like kacang compared to what I'm about to tell you. Alright, here it comes. This blog will be temporarily closed from now till mid-October with immediate effect.

The reason being during my last encounter with Mr. Voldy Mouldy, I once again won but he now has my brain. He somehow Accio-ed it out of my head. Apparently, it was too small it could come out through my ear-hole or eartril or what ever you call that hole at the side of your head. Realizing that this could be done, he has asked his fag Shit-Eaters to go round collecting the brains of my fellow friends in the Order of the Pepek.

So now, all our brains are being kept at the Department of Mysteries. You know the thing that attacked Neville in the fifth book? That was actually Mavado's brain. It was too wild. It was normally kept under control by the curly wurly hair on his head which was actually acting as a leash and thus, the uncontrolled growth similar to that of the astroturf but now since it has no leash, it really is wild.

What is Voldemort doing of our brains you might ask. Well, I believe, he is using for an experiment known as the End of Years or in short EOYs. This is where the brains will undergo massive torture similar to that of you hearing me sing. Seriously. The brains will be put through multiple tests of a variety of subjects.

So yeah. I am now assembling a SWAT (Sewelicious Wrestlers and Testes) team to get these brains back. This will include hardcore revision and mugging. Therefore, there simply won't be any time to waste and hence, we can no longer post here cause that is an obvious waste of time. I know you all like to be entertained by us but please be considerate. Would you rather us post with or without or brains? I know lah for people like Mavado and me it doesn't make a difference but still, we need our brains to like...I dunno, cebok and stuff.

Once we get our brains back in October we will quickly get back to entertaining you selfish bastards, twats and pricks. But in the mean time, you can go entertain yourself by looking in the mirror or something. So yeah.

Anyway, here are the Chemistry test answers which I wanted to post but I didn't cause it was in the locker and I forgot to take when I go back to school in the holiday and so I put now.

Chemistry may be shit but Harry can fix anything.

This is retarded.

Shit, seriously, Voldy was disturbing me during the test. His face kept coming out of the paper saying I'll fail. So I decided to weaken him with differentiation and later avada kedavra his ass back to England.

Anyway, I failed the test. This is the reason why I can't post for now. Proper preparation leads to satisfaction. Since I didn't prepare for this test, I didn't get satisfying results. But obviously there are other ways of satisfying one's self. Like preparing for the EOYs. What were you pervs thinking?

As a great legend once said, failing to plan is planning to fail!

To the Combattenti Di Libertà a.k.a. Order of the Pepek, good luck! Especially the Sec 4s. This is our last test is this darned school man. Let's end it with a bang! I know a small group of us have been pulling the name of Melayu down in the school in terms of academics but I put it to you that we will do our very best. Even if we fail, we'll fail with style. So yeah, come on guys. All for one, all for me.

Goodnight, byebye, see you in October,
Fuckle!

The world is ending.

2007-09-05T22:33:00.000+08:00

It all started a few nights ago when my dad brought home a large, lumpy plastic bag. I didn't think much of it until quite some time later when I got curious and went to see what was in it. Inscribed on the plastic bag was two words. "Yellow pages". Two words that spell impending doom for all (really, they do.) Okay, I know what you all are thinking again. This is yet another useless stupid dumb post from Shift who has nothing better to do. Well, you're wrong.

So I opened that plastic bag and took out the massive books that are commonly known as the Yellow Pages. I flipped them open. And then, came the revelation. The shocking, horrible truth. I blinked. And blinked again. But the horrendous reality wouldn't go away. THE YELLOW PAGES WERE WHITE!!!

Again, I see you shaking your head. Well, stop it because you clearly don't see the implications of this. If the yellow pages (which, if is not painfully obvious to you by now, are supposed to be yellow) are white, the world is clearly coming to an end. It's clearly the start of a whole load of stuff which will eventually lead to doom for us all. First, up would be down and down would be up. City would be champions and United would be relegated. (actually, I wouldnt mind that. teehee) Pu-no-who would be a peace-loving teacher who never gives homework. (I wouldn't mind that either.) What would be most frightening thing of all would be.... SHIFT WOULD MAKE INTERESTING INSIGHTFUL POSTS THAT ACTUALLY MAKE PEOPLE LAUGH! OMFGLAKHFOAHOFIA!

And there ends my post today. Moral of the story? Start praying regularly, jangan skip puasa, jangan tengok pr0n, jangan cakap fuck. cos the world is ending.

Yang benar (okaylah, ada bedek-bedek sikit)
Shift

The Return of The King

2007-09-02T17:09:00.000+08:00

Greetings Earth. I'm Buzz Wanker.
I Cum in Piss.

Hell man, that's as sick as a sickbay. How can you tarnish the name of Buzz Lightyear (the greatest astroboy ever) with such unpleasant things? But most importantly, how can you corrupt the minds of our innocent visitors? Or are they really? Well as a legend once said, there are two types of wankers. Honest ones and dishonest ones. I guess it's up to you to decide for yourself. However, I bet when half of you saw those words up there you were already aroused. Sick bastards!

Alright, coming (not cumming for cum's sake) back to what I wanted to say before what I said which makes what I'm going to say the second thing that I'm saying since the first thing that I said has already been said. Said said vote SAID!

Okayokay. Seriously, I'd like to apologize for my absence. I know you all have been craving for me like mouth-watering cats awaiting a delicious dish of fish. Fcuk, you sickos really know how to use your imagination. The only person to be blamed for my prolonged absence from this prestigious blog is the Dark Lord Voldy. The bastard, seeing he could not take me out with regular spells since I'm such a talented wizard, decided to bombard with me with other things which I at first, did not expect. These things included Common Class Tests (first we had CTs, then CCTs, and now CCTVs), Performance Tasks and like shit load of other things that required me to do work. I couldn't use any form of wizardry as he koped my precious Elder Wand and placed it on a babi. EVIL!

But I have taken care of all that now although it took much time. I also have ensured that Voldy will not return for quite a long time depending on how long he takes to retrieve his wand from Mavado's hair. Those forest of curls are really gonna piss Voldy off man.

Okay, so what have I, Fuckle, been up to. Well I failed my Maths CCT and Chemistry CCT. Expected lah. Biol-ogy and Feeziks not back yet. I hope I pass. If not, then nevermind ah. Even the best make mistakes sometimes. Below are some retarded answers from my Chem CCT. Enjoy. They're NIIICCEEE!

*oh mavado! i forgot. my cct is in my locker. everything's there. i promised myself not to study during the hols. ohwell, i'll take it tomorrow and post it then. in the mean time, enjoy this video.*

Bloody hilarious video lah. But very true. Listen up fellow Singaporeans! Cut down on the arrogance says the EVIL BUNNY! Go Happepill for more fun stuff. NIICCEE!!!

Oh yeah, Teachers' Day was two days ago. I wanted to buy a whistle for my PE teacher lah but terlupa. Mavado must have Obliviate!-ed me. Bloody dick. So to all teachers out there, thank you so much although what you're teaching us is I think quite useless. Who the hell needs Pythagoras or Ohm? We've got Lockhart the fag and Bagshot the retard. Get the Hogwarts curriculum man! For sadistic teachers like Pu-Know-Who and She Who Must Not Be Named who only wish to see students suffer, this game will certainly satisfy you tremendously and give you the pleasure you always wanted but never ever got from us. Click here to Purify.

I also went to watch Rattata or dunno what cartoon movie on rats and The Bourne Ultimatum. Don't worry. No spoilers from me.

My name is Fleur Delacour. Zis movie is veghy good. Oui. It's NIIICEEE! Ze ghat is cute like my Bill alzough he has been fcuked up by Fenrir. I have gotten Zidane to headbutt him for hughting my Bill. He deseghves it, zat monstegh! It is as zough my Bill has been Sectusempra-ed! Anyway, zis movie iz in English. So don't woghy, be happy.

Shh! Classified Information. Top GGXX F2L Secret!
Agent 56w3894-88 reporting for duty. We have classified information on Bourne. He was last seen in humping the back of a humpback whale in the Pacific Ocean. We also have managed to tap his phone lines. The last person he called is identified to be this man.

Evan Almighty.
Their conversation is as follows.

Bourne: God. Please tell me who am I. I can't remember anything. Nothing.
Evan: Bourne, do you really want to know?
Bourne: Yes God. Please tell me. I beg you. I'll do anything you want me to do.
Evan. Really? Okay, I want you to kiss my beard. Then, I'll tell you everything.
Bourne: *french kisses the beard* Done, God! Now, please tell me.
Evan: That's nice Bourne. I really am turned on now. Okay, you are the offspring of two monkeys, Albert Einstein and Jackie Chan. That's how you got your overwhelming intelligence mixed with your deadly skill in the martial arts.
Bourne: Oh. Thank you God Almighty!
Evan: DAMN YOU! I'M EVAN ALMIGHTY! YOU SHALL NOW BE DAMNED TO HELLL!!!!
Bourne: NOOOOO!!!!!!!!

Yeah, so both movies were very good. If you're the kind like ooohhh, that rat is so cute go watch the rat one. If you're like oh man, Matt Damon is so cute go watch Bourne. I didn't understand Identity and Supremacy but Ultimatum pieced everything together. So go watch. NIIICEEE!

Oh yeah. I realized one more thing. The tagboard which is on the right for you dumbfcuks. >>>>>>>>>> There lah idiot! Okay, anyway, these past few days it has been getting very tension and a lot of vulgararities there with people arguing a lot. I don't care if you people not happy with one another. I just want this blog to be happy. So mantain sikit ah. If not happy also just smile. SMILE NOW! So yeah, please keep the tagboard happy. And why fight? We're all Malays aren't we? If we fight among ourselves, matilah. Bersatu teguh, bercerai roboh, so tolong, jangan bergaduh. Keep yourselves happy with this.

So that's all from me. I don't know when I'll be seeing you guys. My scar on my ass already hurts. Voldy must have gotten his wand from Mavado's hair. Damn! He must've used Johnson and Johnson's No More Tangles Strawberry Sensations. Alright then. Time to go off and duel.

Until next time,
Fuckle.

2007-08-28T20:18:00.000+08:00

ALRRRIIGGHTT today has been a very fruitful day, hidup kayu berbuah, hidup manusia juga berbuah HA HA!

anewayyzz wad a greeatt day it has been from the malay prelim to the malay prelim to the jimming to the underwear to the underwear to the underwear to the mugging oh yeah i loved the mugging haha..

k first and fore(skin)most, i wld like to express greatest displeasures towards my malay prelim,, even though i screwed it up bagai langau di ekor gajah( aper seyy dier buat kat ekor gajah???anal ehhh haha ANALISA!) i dun give a hampas!. firstly paper I: the surat was a fuck man so i tot i cld make it up wif the karangan perbincangan. BUT OH HO HO HO, i certainly screwed it up even worse writing 4-3+5 divided by 10 to the power of zero point 5 bla bla bla = x where x is a constantly varying multiple of 0.25. so, to hell with it. BUT the best part of writing the karangan was when i saw a monster walking around the hall, a veri veri hedious one indeed an utterly disgustingly atrociously GGXXly disfigured form of punowho. the sight of her inspired me to write the narrative which's topic is ," pengorbanan sth sth sth kerana wad fuck oso i dunno la". but i tot of writing abt how i berkorban demi menghabiskan karangan tersebut even with the disheavenly sight of punowho. bola keRAAAAnjang.

2ndly the 2nd paper. WOW this was a greeeeeeaaaaatttttt ___?????????????_____ coz it was partly [some text missing]. well but the best part of the paper II was a GREAAT VIEW!tt's all i haf to say full stop (.)(.)*

then i wanked to the gym. LOL i like this part. i was gg up alone ah. THEN SUDDENLY I SAW AN ORGASM! no seriously the longkang was like bubbling up and down up and down left and right and water was spouting and spurting all over the places. SO i decided to call fuckle and mavado but just as i took out the phone out of my mouth they were climbing up and they joined in the fun. longkang adalah seks!

however all the rockers that we made aroused some idiot from the audito. he was so aroused tt he decided to join in and form a threesome. do u know wad an echo is? he asked. bla bla bla bla becoz u are shouting IN AN ECHOEY PLACEE!!! is it fuckle? aiya i carn remember la. but less than a minute spent staring at mavado's sexxayyee face was enuff to climaxed him and give him and orgasmic orgasm. LOL!nice!

aiya malas ah nak talk abt the "studying with fuckers" experience. chiaoz

2007-08-27T16:58:00.000+08:00

i knew it. i'm gonna tell you what i shld have told you a long time ago

i'm feeling it again. this weird feeling. I feel like i want to explode. There's a monster within me. FUCK you monster
i hate you
seriously why do you exist
fuck off. stop making me
jgnnnn!

i'm a retard. why? you may ask. i dunno. siapa tanya. bapak kau punyer laki
i'm basically made up of three different things. A monster, a 5 year old kid who refuses to grow up and me. i just realized tt.

anyway, i had the scariest dream yest afternoon. After i returned home from my madrasah, i lied on my bed. i was gonna sleep. But i haven't prayed zohor. I told myself that i will surely wake up before asar coz i felt like pissing and i knew my piss would wake me up. BUT, i was wrong! i woke up and i was horrified to see the time on my phone: 4.52. i said two words, and instead of getting up and taubating i went back to sleep. i'm such an ass

then i had this afternoon nightmare. i shall get to the climax of the nightmare. i went into my father's car. i wanted to drive it for 10 metres or so. so i stepped on the thing la the wtv thing. then i stepped on the brake but i cldn't stop i went faster. i went so fast that i flew of the carpark to the main road i turned around and followed the flow and i crashed into 2 cars. I went faster and faster then i swerved and flew and crashed into the side netting and GOOOAALL!!!! nola a bit of a digress there. I went faster and faster and suddenly swerved and crashed into a railing and flew off into the sea. I died.

then i was alive again. i forgot i died. i read newspaper and i saw a newsreport saying a car crashed into a railing and fell into the sea. I knew it was my dad's car. i thought my father died. so i was super sad. i went to pray asar. then later on i dunno how but i realised that i was the one in the car and tt i'm actualli dead. so i went to pray and taubat and all and damn sad la cry cry emo clown. Then i woke up.

then i was horrified to see the time on my phone: 6.05. "OMG" i said. i then went to the toilet and abluted and went to pray asar, for real.

wth am i doing here. why am i blogging. I'm supposed to be studying for malay prelim. I look at the time on my com screen. I am horrified.

I am kulubi. I am a retard. I will study for my malay. I will be fully prepared.
dengan tulus ikhlas bagai kerbau yang dipegang hidungnya.
KU LUBI

CiS: The New Crack

2007-08-26T00:19:00.000+08:00

*warning! overloading of this webpage might occur due to the amt of picts i put here*

HELLOOOOO ALLLLL!!!

Patch! here to bring to your attention on a certain product made by one of my batch-mats and tested by other Sec 3 mats when we were sewel. (proper AND codenames will not be revealed here as that information is clearly classified)

i bring to you : *JENG ! JENG ! JENG!*

CiS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As u can see, this CiS is made up of household foodstuff u can kop at home (or school if your mother dun let u kop) The reason y i call this CiS will be explained later

STEPS IN MAKING THIS DELICACY
*warning! overloading of this webpage might occur due to the amt of picts i put below*

Step 1 : open the sugar packet *Note: sugar packet and creamer muz be like the pict above. dun care if the colour diff juz same size.

Step 2: Open the packet of Creamer.

Step 3: Pour the WHOLE content of the creamer into the sugar packet. *Note: Sugar packet muz be open using the least amount of wasted packet ( meaning tear across the top)

END PRODUCT

A sugary taste like no other (Sunami said it tasted like those cookie wif Digimon typed coloured shit on top of a small biscuit)

Step 4: Consume the delicacy in anyway you like (up ur nose or uranus or do like wat normal people does : using their mouth.)

RESULTS

Words spelling pure ecstasy in different language written all over your face!

*WARNING!*SIDE-EFFECTS*

You will start to get sugar rush pretty soon

And in the end, you will end up like this.

Higher you climb the harder your fall eh?

For those who cant visualize the Sewel Sugar Rush or SSR, this is a video on the testing of the new product.

Sewel-licious will be proud :D

Be sure to stock ur resources up ya? Coz once is never enuf!

So, The official Unveiling of Creamer-in-Sugar is done (CiS). The name CiS was chosen coz it was the oni thing i can think up of.

SiC u say? but u noticed tt we put the CREAMER in the SUGAR so there fore, it suppoz to be CiS coz its CREAMER-IN-SUGAR!

Wif That,

This is

Goodbye

Patch!

P.S. hope the vid works!

Inspiration!

2007-08-22T23:07:00.000+08:00

Yo! Patch here.

The Last Death Week is approaching. Good luck to all of ya! especially Shift who is doing a non-existing CCT presumably called : ' History'...

So for us normal, realistic, Geog students, We oni haf 2. if lliddat we not tt dead arrrrrr ( not like shift). but still got maths and physics.......... satu dah mcm kena cekek. dua dah terus mati.... (What about 3, Shift? :D ) Alar nvm dead onot still can be revived. Juz Renervate em or use resurrection stone.

Selain itu, ku ter jumpa beberapa videos. A parody of Khairi Potter.

Harry Potter and Lord Waldemart.

Walmartwatch.com

Haha. inspirational aye???? Maybe we should make our own vids. Haha.

Again, Gd luck to all for CCTS and all Sec 3 Combattents for their upcoming Surat Rasmi test Tmr. ( Which Pu-Know-WHO had conviniently tell us that she gaf us more time to do)

Yang Sebenar-benarnya,

Patch

United we SEWEL

2007-08-22T20:39:00.000+08:00

Hehe. Hope this turns out pink.

Hello clowns. Im back again for another uselessly useless post so watch out. Or if u like, u can watch in. Today, we shall be dis-cussing about Man Utd's evitable loss to local rivals Shity. As the statistics (damn lies) show, Man Utd had possesion for most of the game and had way more shots on target than there are stars in a clear night. So, how come Shity won? Well, I have a few ideas.

a) Shity were lucky as their second shot of the game got in due to a jumping Vidic (just like sewel when he tries to save a shot. Away from the ball.)
b) Geovanni used steroids and thus, his shot was unclearly uncleared by the unclearing Van The Sar.
c) Well, we just couldnt score as Kasper the Friendly Ghost, however transparent he was, did make some saves, unlike Sewel.

Ah the solutions? Well, as any United Fan, i would want Thaksin to be arrested so that Shitty will be in huge depts and be like a Leeds Utd. As i read in the papers, Shity's transfers were not paid for and were merely bought using credit. Wah then Ericsson kena fire then Shift would be the saddest guy on Earth. I will make all Shity fans Red with jealousy. Yes. RED. Not blue with jealousy, not red with sadness. Bwahahaha!

However, as any sane person knows, that might not happen and United will finish second this season with Shity being in 8th. Y 8th? dunno. it doesnt seem to hard yet not easy for Shity to achieve, those chronic over-achievers. So my message to all Shity fans, You all will win first! in coca cola championship. hmmmm.

Hope that happens. But Alwaysthemore, we united fans will continue to do our best, wat'er the test, to keep our colours flaaing. let comradship and fervent hope, with one voice make us pray, auspicium melioris aevi, with god to guide the way.

Yours Redly,
Fing

PS: All personal attacks on sewel are purely unitentional. If any hard fellings are being felt by sewel, do come down to the seminar room 7 for me to give u a proper atomic wedgie.

PPS: the atomic wedgie hasnt killed, yet...

2007-08-20T01:10:00.000+08:00

liverpool 1:1 chelsea, eh salah chelsea 1 : 1 liverpool

yeah tt's rite...laugh all u want mourinho the kanneeeforkbaaanggkai... lucky blues. i wld like to express my greatest condoms to man u who lost the match to man city. may alex haf mercy on van der sars, patrice evra kedevra, paul scolds, ryan geeks, punowho and all those who haf contributed in one way or another. but tt's all i dun relli give a sperm.

seriously, on to more serious matters other than BPL, liverpoolians draw/tie/lukis/tali leher/ikat/1-1 with the lucky chelseans. At this point of time, i do not want to put the blame on anyone but FUCK YOU R STYLE u deserve to rot in the dustbin for giving a penalty against liverpool. kalau malouda(sounds a lot like meludah HEEHEE!) relli got tripped by me or wad takper la but i can swear to all of u that all i did was stop and malouda just flew all over me. but tt's okae, i dun fault u malouda coz u ma frennnn. the onli one to blame is R STYLE also know as Referee style. style kepala hotak botak kau.

mak kau potek ke haper ah style. Dintch u see the playback on the screen LIVE ON CHANNEL 27. beraper banyak kali sak. basket. well at least now i know ur deepest darkest secret as dark as half the players of chelsea. u think i din't see the dark mark among the bushes at ur armpit as u were showing the yellow card to me. HOw could i miss it. it was the sign of the pig headed bull frog. yes tt's right. The symbol of big fat ugly lips and pantat terjojol. the symbol of loyalty towards PUNOWHOOOO. damn u style. this is war...
WAR ON TERROR!!! may the force be wifff uuuuuuuu!!!!

urs Teruli
Jay mee Kherei Ger.

The stupid things sec 4s do

2007-08-18T16:11:00.000+08:00

Hello mats,

I come to post regretfully at the end of a lon and eventful week. Firstly, I can no longer be called the Postman, due to an objection by one of the blog's hallowed co-founders. So, for now we shall refer to me as .

Most of this stupid week has been covered by the other posters so will skip that. However, a very unfortunate and saddening thing occurred on the "penghulu segala hari", hari jumaat. Most of our sec 3 mats, along with a rather dumb sec 4, missed their Friday prayers. I shouldn't talk about this much but I would like to remind every one that we should not waste time before Friday prayers as it is a compulsory compulsoty compulsory thing and we have no excuse to miss it

Anyway moving on, I was told by a form teacher (a teacher that forms lessons, if you don't know) to hand in my testimonial. What is a testimonial, you may ask. Well, a testimonial is a piece of paper or word document shamelessly exaggerating all the rubbish you have done in RI. Here are some excerpts from some testimonial samples i bought on the black market:

"He is effectively bilingual and is able to communicate, write and read fluently in English." Lol, who isn't?!

"While heavily committed to his academic and co-curricular pursuits, BBB (name is withheld because you all with laugh at him too much) is still able to find time to provide community service to the needy." Well what are those services? "One such project is the RI-MINDS Carnival in 2003, where he got to buddy intellectually disabled children. He was also involved in the newspaper collection to raise funds for MINDS in 2004. In 2005, he visited the Malaysian Orphanage during the Secondary 3 Gifted Education Malaysian trip."
Well, well, well, very impressive if you don't consider that more than a hundred other students did that too, and also that BBB never chose to join those events since they are compulsory for everyone in the first place.

"In 2005 OBS, he went through an 8-hour kayaking expedition in the sea despite not being able to swim." Well who didn't?

"AAA also took part in Community Involvement activities which served to help the under-privileged in the community. He would conscientiously volunteer his help in at least one major project each year." again, who doesn't?

"He never missed any training in all the four years at RI." Wahh, superman!

Well, AAHCHOO! Sorry, I'm allergic to bullshit. So in order to save you all from more rubbish by the creative and shameless self-promotion shit of past sec 4s, I shall stop here.

Signing off,

The Death of Death Week Eight.

2007-08-18T15:43:00.000+08:00

Hello there,
the angel from my nightmare.

BUT NO MORE NIGHTMARES!!!
DEATH WEEK 8 IS OVER!!!
MUMMMMYYYY!!! IT'S OVEERRRRR!!!
YIIPPPEEEDOOODDDLDOOODOOOTHATTHINGYOUDO!!!
YAHOOOOHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Wanna know how happy I am?

Like that man! HAHAHAHA! (For you dumbdols, that's Tiger Woods, the world's number 1 golfer and also, one of my students in my bapakkausutra class.)

Okay, I shall give an overview of how I and the Combattenti Di Libertà pulled through this one helluva week.

I'll start off with the TESTicleS. I shall not however, put up any questions for that will be cheating and hence, I'll be thrown into Azkaban. But just the other day, Sirius and some Death Eaters (yes, Sirius, we all know you were a mislabelled Death Eater but look what happened to Pu-No-Who. we all thought she was a mislabelled fish but it turned out to be true didn't it, you asswipe.) who managed to breakout from Azkaban were at my house teaching me how to escape in case I got caught. I can't use Sirius' method of turning into a dog. That'll be like fucking haram. Rabastan recommended me to transfigure myself into a Dementor. Bloody brilliant huh? His brother, Rodolphus, ain't so smart. Bloody bastard advised me to use Alohomora. Like HELLO! It's Azkaban! Not Alcatraz! His wife, Bellatrix, the bloody bitch who killed Sirius and later was killed my another of my bitch, Molly, told me how she escaped in the most simplistic manner. She just gave the Dementor a blowjob. I didn't know they had penises though. This'll be great news for Hermione. She likes these kinda kinky stuff like in this video. No, dont worry, it's not porno. Who do you think I am? Ronald Weasely. Bloody perv!

Okay, okay let's go on to the tests. The first test of the week was on Monday. It was as my friend calls it, Biol-ogy. The test was the easiest of the three in the Death Week. It was probably less hard because I studied most for it and because I studied the most for it, I did not study for Mathematics and Chemistry and so I shall move on to that later. And so Biol-ogy is my only hope of passing a test in the Death Week. There were so many questions pertaining to economic botany. Luckily I paid attention to Madam Sprout in Herbology unlike Mavado who was using one of Fred and George's Patented Daydream Charms to dream of Minerva. Bloody dick drooled all over my Devil's Snare.

The second test on Wetnessday, was Mathematics. Now THIS was the hardest test of the week. I got like pwnzz, ggxx and f2l all the way man. Might as well AltQQ and save meself from the uber hard testes. This is a sure fail as I think I never answered enough questions to pass. Reason being, I did't know what the questions were about. Reason being I barely studied for it. Reason being I spent too much time studying Bio. So yeah, moral of the story is oral.

The last test on Thursday was Chemistry. Chemistry is dumb lah. Everyone knows Chem is dumb because you can take the easier route by going to Severus' classes although he is a bitch. However, he still saved Dumbledore you know? AHAH! Bet you couldn't do that you ruddy Muggle. Okay, this Chem test I not so sure pass or fail. Can go either ways. So we'll see the verdict when the tests are returned. I think fail ah but hopefully, pass like a passport.

Oh yeah, there were a few questions in the tests which I answered with retarded answers. I'll upload these once I get the papers back. Examples of such stupid answers are as follows.

The Death Week 8 was also home to a lot of assignments like SS Documentary, Maths Performance task and RE Oral Presentation. So, we overcame that slowly too but we still owe She Who Must Not Be Named hell lot of stuff. We also calmed ourselved downs during the week with our own version of Pictionary and Blues Clues. HAHAHAHA! Oh yeah, the hockey boys were knocked out of the second group stage. Dol sia but good try! And the ruggers got third! HAHAHAH!

Sememek sial budak ni! Sememek takper. SEMEMEK JOHNSON!

Now that everything is over I can finish my books.

These books by Anthony Horowitz are bloody brilliant though they are intended for a younger audience. I still love The Power of Five. HIGH FIVE! IT'S NICE!

Alright then here are some super hot videos. ENJOY!

OOHHH! Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Snape!

And so as the week draws to a close, we are very proud to have survived with GREAT SUCESS!!!, although, some with injuries like Nasriminator. By golly, he had a stitch from clashing head on with his own rugby captain during training. I mean like, how dumb can you get lah. Ingat dah macam Terminator, dah indestructible ah. NOT!

So, mats, from me to you, sincerely, we have triumphed so remarkably. Although, there are more weeks like this to come, let us not forget that we are hard to bring down. We will not be run over by some stupid tests, assignments or teachers who are so fill of themselves. We will rise up to the challenge like all great men before us have done. Spider-Man, Superman, Batman and hell, even Spongebob Squarepants! We will fight! With all our might! See the horizon there. Immortality! Take it! IT'S YOURS!

Sweet, sweet victory mates.

With Pride,
Fuckle.

anybody want tic tac?

2007-08-18T12:03:00.000+08:00

very a lot of many things happend thats so damnd worth putting here. i noe it was long ago, but i went to see national day fireworks from somewher near esplanade, and it was very nice!

and well, i got some pics when on our recce, but i dunno whether to put here or nt.

anyone want a tic tac (its a sweet u dumbass)? sitting in maths nth to do (cos stittalicious was hogging the cube) except listen, wich i didnt want to. i made some oval shapes out of plasticine, and a brainwave came crashing to me. i tried offering it to ppl arnd me as tic tac, but no one was too much of a doombarse to fall for it, except KaKa the Klown. i said, u want tic tac? he said ok, then took it and put it into his mouth. well, me stittalicious and finch tried our best to tell him to spit it out while laughing our butts out, wich is quite hard. finally he had enuf sense to do it himself, and we told him it was plasticine.

finch took this pic of our imitation tic tac syndicate.

and we got back our maths ta, and i passed 8.5/15, wawaweewa! like the whole class faild and i tink abt 3 or 4 passed. finally someth to show my father and stop him calling me stupid or watever.

someth we did during a free period. stylo milo (mylo not meelo)!

wattaheck.

Forge

A totally useless post.

2007-08-16T23:01:00.000+08:00

It's not over,
We survived this time around
It's not over
More death weeks to come!!

Anyway for my third post every I will not be posting anything of remote use or relevance to life in any aspect at all.
*cue shock, horror and surprise*
As pu-no-who says, takde manfaat langsung so yeah. Go take that dmp peeps. Be like me, take both. w000t!

So I'll start off with a simple riddle. There was this bus. Like every other bus, it was driving along the road peacefully. Suddenly, there was a traffic light which turned red. But the bus didn't stop and continued driving. Then, three chickens ran across the road because they wanted to get to the other side. But the driver didn't stop and the chickens became KFC (Kentucky Flat Chicken!). Then, all of a sudden, the bus stopped. Why?

Because it reached a BUS STOP! bwahahahahaaa!

Moving on, a riddle with a thousand word answer. What do you do if you are driving in some ulu desert without any civilisation at all and suddenly your car runs out of gas and stops?

Answer: I don't know, but certainly not this!

Okay fine, that was 1007 words but I know you'll forgive me.

And lastly, for all those CCC guys, a quick guide to Chinese. Read out everything as you see it and I assure you you will be a pro.

Clicky here!

Well, that's all from me today. If my post seems more mature than usual, well, I guess it comes with growing older.

Yours with 3 fking CCTs in week 10,
Shift.

Celebrate good times, C'mon!!

2007-08-16T20:12:00.000+08:00

Fing-er here.

Hello ppl!! how the week been? as it is, i already see sewel-licios' head terkoyak pasal think too much...dun worry sewel...next time, just dont exert yourself trying to count to 5...

Joking lah! relax ah sewel. nobody's dat dumb.....ok maybe got.... but still?? Anyway, the scar is a proof of your bravery (or foolishness???) when colliding head on wif the rugby captain. u are the boy who lived...and you have the powers She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named does not know of...neither can live while the other survives... so, naturally i hope u will survive, however slim the chances.

on to more power issues. for most of us (kalau tak salah), today is the last cct for a week! so ppl this is when we have time to do what we want before week 10 looms over. here i have a list of what we can do and i think im going to do some of them myself.

1) play soccer during thursdayand tuesday (ok ah, and for muzzle and i, gym, though ive been neglecting it.)
2) stay back at sem room 7 or 6 to do stupid but fun stuff. like hide-and-seek or strip-the-avinash.
3) rebel against the Others (teachers lah.)
4) be clownish in class (like just now at malay class when Pu-No-Who noticed sambal marks on my pants...at the dick area...)
5) uh....get ur head patched up??? for sewel only

ok dah. those that i list are consperm the ones that i will do. for the rest of you clowns, you are free to do whatever stupid, dangerous and fun things you want to do. just rmb, when the going gets tough, get going! ok? ok. as for fuckle and mavado, esp. mavado, i notice they both seem somewhat a little subdued. probably due to the ccts. so, all we can do to help is keep casting "renevate" and give them pumpkin juice so they can resume being our top clowns.

thats probably all for now. do rmb to stay tuned for the next episode of ONE MINUTE OF FAME!!!

yours fingeringly,

Fing (fing-er)

p.s. posting on clownish blogs like this one is fun. yeap, fun. funfunfunfunfunfunfun. FUN.

destressing time

2007-08-14T20:50:00.000+08:00

okay guys, i know that it is a tough week ahead. and this is only the start. but i have a destressing song for you people.

this song is sent to me by NICHOLAS ANDREW JONATHAN KIRAMATHYPATHY and i spelt it right!

he asked me to send the hardest song (metal) that i have cause he hates metal. then he sent me this destressing song.. for all you guys out there

hope that it destressed you abit

yours un-truly,
muzzle