Sunday, November 28, 2004
and so it ends...
i'll miss all the jokes we crack up,
not forgetting our usual routines and stuff;
how we greeted each other,
and how we stood up for one another.
i'll miss your every move and saying,
especially the night we found ourselves swaying,
to the rhythm of the music.
the thought of it makes me feel weak,
coz i'll always remember, the words we say to each other;
words that are worthy to be stored forever.
we should be happy because we're movin on.
after a few years, we find ourselves gone.
even though i know that i should be glad,
i just cant help but to feel sad.
for four years, we have put up strong relationships.
but now we are forced to abandon our sturdy ships.
i guess we have no choice but to continue,
this journey to make a good revenue.
be sure that i will hold on,
and that i'll remain strong.
but no matter what the hitch,
i'll still miss you peeps.
till next time.
i'll miss all the jokes we crack up,
not forgetting our usual routines and stuff;
how we greeted each other,
and how we stood up for one another.
i'll miss your every move and saying,
especially the night we found ourselves swaying,
to the rhythm of the music.
the thought of it makes me feel weak,
coz i'll always remember, the words we say to each other;
words that are worthy to be stored forever.
we should be happy because we're movin on.
after a few years, we find ourselves gone.
even though i know that i should be glad,
i just cant help but to feel sad.
for four years, we have put up strong relationships.
but now we are forced to abandon our sturdy ships.
i guess we have no choice but to continue,
this journey to make a good revenue.
be sure that i will hold on,
and that i'll remain strong.
but no matter what the hitch,
i'll still miss you peeps.
till next time.
++ posted by Hans @ 10:13 pm |
Thursday, November 25, 2004
sorry i havent been blogging.
been going out these days.
and not even going home.
like yesterday.
woke up at 11.30 am.
the dudes playin soccer at 11 am at Bishan Park.
so i told them to give me an hour.
came there 12.30+ pm.
played for some time.
we stopped and washed up.
and then we went our separate ways.
separated in groups.
but only i was alone going home.
anyway, we went to watch the choir idol in school at night.
Lucius was spontaneously chosen as the MC and Dale and I helped in video-taking.
Lucius imitated Gurmit just like in the Singapore Idol.
the numbers to dial or to SMS to vote were also mentioned.
hahaaZ. what the hell.
and he even was called out to sing.
hehh.
the judges were also trying to act like the judges in AI.
damn.
i became so lazy to blog all of a sudden.
i shall make this quick.
i'll try.
after the choir idol, Putra, Gabriel, Lucius, Eemeng, Dale and I went to play soccer at the parade square.
lol.
the goal posts were already there for us.
then, as to not miss the bus/train, Eemeng and Gabriel went home along with Lucius who went home due to his batt-less phone.
as for Dale, Putra and I, we planned to stay overnight.
we played with some of the choir seniors [our batch].
then, we got 'kicked out' by Ms. Lau.
indirectly.
but she was practically trying to chase us away.
idiot.
but never mind.
the three of us went to the recently-opened 7-eleven close-by and bought some drinks and stuff.
then we chilled at the pavilion.
for a long time.
it was only midnight then.
and so we talked.
Putra on the phone, Dale and I chit-chat.
for a long time.
Putra even saw a ghost standing on a tree 100 metres away.
Dale feeling its presence.
me... just freaked out coz i cant feel nor see anything unusual.
man im so lucky i cant see nor sense such things.
oh well, we still survived.
after the ghostly encounter, a bunch of drunken indians had just gotten off a lorry.
Putra was half-asleep.
he was trying to sleep but he cant.
Dale and I were just chilling and chatting as usual.
i told both of them to get ready especially Putra who had his shoes and socks off.
fortunately, they went off separately in taxis and the lorry.
we finally get to rest again.
after some time, we went off because all three of us were bored of that place.
by then, it was already around 5am.
while going off, i saw someone black at some distance behind Putra.
I was like, "another drunk!" pointing in the direction.
but then, it was only a girl wearing black.
who looked familiar.
she looked like one of the ex-graduates.
a.k.a. fishball.
Putra called out fishball and she looked to see who it was but she didnt see us.
she then walked faster.
lol.
we went back to the school.
kind of.
i needed to piss.
of course the gates were locked but there were other ways to enter.
before that, we also called the choir seniors.
they were not asleep.
only one was soundly asleep.
so 3 of us sat outside the front gate while 4 of the choir seniors sat on the other side of the gate and we chatted.
then, we saw a group of bikers coming our way.
i was thinking they came there for the roundabout but it was more.
one of the bikers who had his hair dyed [nicknamed golden monkey by Putra], cycled close to us about 10-20 metres.
straight away i realised, he was looking for trouble.
that was the first sign.
he cycled away and came back with another sucker.
they started cycling around the roundabout like stupid idiots swearing and cursing out loud.
sah la kao, heran tak heran and all those crap came out.
one of them said to another in mandarin, "3 people".
probably counting how many were outside the gate, meaning Dale, Putra and I.
one also said something in mandarin whether there's chio bu or not.
then, two of the [the rest looked like kids] bikers mentioned before cycled close to us and mumbled stupid shiet.
saying hum ji and whatnot.
and then they went off.
the ones who're hum ji are them.
i mean, 8 VS 3 and
they didnt attack us.
seriously speaking, 8 VS 3 is very unfair.
especially for the 8 losers.
=P
i tell you, if the guy did attack us or even try to, he'll find a hard soccer ball pumped into his face.
and if another comes, i'll be charging at him and then i'll throw him off the bike, grab his bike and whack him with it.
good thing they're riding BMXs.
they are light.
and i guess im just talking big and acting big.
what the heck.
if they attacked, i only will have two options: run or fight.
however, running is not an option so what else can i do?
but if they brought along sticks or pipes, that is when i'll put my sprinting to good use.
in this case, they were just idiots trying to find trouble.
if i fight, wort case is that i'll end up in the hospital.
they wont be able to beat me up long enough to kill me.
the police will be there soon.
anyway, since they shouted and made noise, someone might have called the police.
and so the Bishan police patrol car came with three officers.
they asked for our student passes and for the girls to go back into the school before the teacher was called.
they asked a few questions and received the answers and we were off.
they acted like they wanted to record our ID.
but like Putra said, "they act only. want to make us scared and make sure we dont do it again."
when the bikers approached us, you can never guess how excited i was.
so so excited that the coke, milo and chocolate donuts that i ate reacted so fast until i had a stomachache.
seriously, i was excited.
if we meet them again, man...
i think im gonna faint with excitement.
okay.
that's all.
We caught the first bus and Putra went home while Dale and I had breakfast at AMK Central Mac.
so much for trying to make this quick.
oh well.
and please dont think im acting big or anything.
im just too excited!
really!
okay?!
ahakZ.
tatZ.
been going out these days.
and not even going home.
like yesterday.
woke up at 11.30 am.
the dudes playin soccer at 11 am at Bishan Park.
so i told them to give me an hour.
came there 12.30+ pm.
played for some time.
we stopped and washed up.
and then we went our separate ways.
separated in groups.
but only i was alone going home.
anyway, we went to watch the choir idol in school at night.
Lucius was spontaneously chosen as the MC and Dale and I helped in video-taking.
Lucius imitated Gurmit just like in the Singapore Idol.
the numbers to dial or to SMS to vote were also mentioned.
hahaaZ. what the hell.
and he even was called out to sing.
hehh.
the judges were also trying to act like the judges in AI.
damn.
i became so lazy to blog all of a sudden.
i shall make this quick.
i'll try.
after the choir idol, Putra, Gabriel, Lucius, Eemeng, Dale and I went to play soccer at the parade square.
lol.
the goal posts were already there for us.
then, as to not miss the bus/train, Eemeng and Gabriel went home along with Lucius who went home due to his batt-less phone.
as for Dale, Putra and I, we planned to stay overnight.
we played with some of the choir seniors [our batch].
then, we got 'kicked out' by Ms. Lau.
indirectly.
but she was practically trying to chase us away.
idiot.
but never mind.
the three of us went to the recently-opened 7-eleven close-by and bought some drinks and stuff.
then we chilled at the pavilion.
for a long time.
it was only midnight then.
and so we talked.
Putra on the phone, Dale and I chit-chat.
for a long time.
Putra even saw a ghost standing on a tree 100 metres away.
Dale feeling its presence.
me... just freaked out coz i cant feel nor see anything unusual.
man im so lucky i cant see nor sense such things.
oh well, we still survived.
after the ghostly encounter, a bunch of drunken indians had just gotten off a lorry.
Putra was half-asleep.
he was trying to sleep but he cant.
Dale and I were just chilling and chatting as usual.
i told both of them to get ready especially Putra who had his shoes and socks off.
fortunately, they went off separately in taxis and the lorry.
we finally get to rest again.
after some time, we went off because all three of us were bored of that place.
by then, it was already around 5am.
while going off, i saw someone black at some distance behind Putra.
I was like, "another drunk!" pointing in the direction.
but then, it was only a girl wearing black.
who looked familiar.
she looked like one of the ex-graduates.
a.k.a. fishball.
Putra called out fishball and she looked to see who it was but she didnt see us.
she then walked faster.
lol.
we went back to the school.
kind of.
i needed to piss.
of course the gates were locked but there were other ways to enter.
before that, we also called the choir seniors.
they were not asleep.
only one was soundly asleep.
so 3 of us sat outside the front gate while 4 of the choir seniors sat on the other side of the gate and we chatted.
then, we saw a group of bikers coming our way.
i was thinking they came there for the roundabout but it was more.
one of the bikers who had his hair dyed [nicknamed golden monkey by Putra], cycled close to us about 10-20 metres.
straight away i realised, he was looking for trouble.
that was the first sign.
he cycled away and came back with another sucker.
they started cycling around the roundabout like stupid idiots swearing and cursing out loud.
sah la kao, heran tak heran and all those crap came out.
one of them said to another in mandarin, "3 people".
probably counting how many were outside the gate, meaning Dale, Putra and I.
one also said something in mandarin whether there's chio bu or not.
then, two of the [the rest looked like kids] bikers mentioned before cycled close to us and mumbled stupid shiet.
saying hum ji and whatnot.
and then they went off.
the ones who're hum ji are them.
i mean, 8 VS 3 and
they didnt attack us.
seriously speaking, 8 VS 3 is very unfair.
especially for the 8 losers.
=P
i tell you, if the guy did attack us or even try to, he'll find a hard soccer ball pumped into his face.
and if another comes, i'll be charging at him and then i'll throw him off the bike, grab his bike and whack him with it.
good thing they're riding BMXs.
they are light.
and i guess im just talking big and acting big.
what the heck.
if they attacked, i only will have two options: run or fight.
however, running is not an option so what else can i do?
but if they brought along sticks or pipes, that is when i'll put my sprinting to good use.
in this case, they were just idiots trying to find trouble.
if i fight, wort case is that i'll end up in the hospital.
they wont be able to beat me up long enough to kill me.
the police will be there soon.
anyway, since they shouted and made noise, someone might have called the police.
and so the Bishan police patrol car came with three officers.
they asked for our student passes and for the girls to go back into the school before the teacher was called.
they asked a few questions and received the answers and we were off.
they acted like they wanted to record our ID.
but like Putra said, "they act only. want to make us scared and make sure we dont do it again."
when the bikers approached us, you can never guess how excited i was.
so so excited that the coke, milo and chocolate donuts that i ate reacted so fast until i had a stomachache.
seriously, i was excited.
if we meet them again, man...
i think im gonna faint with excitement.
okay.
that's all.
We caught the first bus and Putra went home while Dale and I had breakfast at AMK Central Mac.
so much for trying to make this quick.
oh well.
and please dont think im acting big or anything.
im just too excited!
really!
okay?!
ahakZ.
tatZ.
++ posted by Hans @ 1:53 pm |
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Thursday, November 18, 2004
my Dad rocks.
i told him i made a mistake in choosing the subject combinations 2 years ago and said i should have chosen D&T instead of Biology.
and he said in quite a rough tone, which made me quite shocked, that i should not regret my decisions and...
some other inspirational statements.
i have forgotten due to temporary memory.
last paper tomorrow!!!
aahh aahh aahh aahh aaahhh!
im losin it.
aahh aahh aahh aahh aaahhh!
im crazy.
aahh aahh aahh aahh aaahhh!
oh baby.
toodles.
i told him i made a mistake in choosing the subject combinations 2 years ago and said i should have chosen D&T instead of Biology.
and he said in quite a rough tone, which made me quite shocked, that i should not regret my decisions and...
some other inspirational statements.
i have forgotten due to temporary memory.
last paper tomorrow!!!
aahh aahh aahh aahh aaahhh!
im losin it.
aahh aahh aahh aahh aaahhh!
im crazy.
aahh aahh aahh aahh aaahhh!
oh baby.
toodles.
++ posted by Hans @ 11:32 am |
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
God has been testing me to the extent that i feel like giving up to certain things.
just when i was so motivated to try to excel in the rest of the papers.
i really cant take it.
does it pay to be nice?
my answer is no.
thinking that your kindness will be repaid if you be patient and wait.
does it pay to be patient?
no.
i've been waiting for too long i cant bear to wait any longer.
maybe, in actual fact, i did not wait long enough.
maybe.
just when i was so motivated to try to excel in the rest of the papers.
i really cant take it.
does it pay to be nice?
my answer is no.
thinking that your kindness will be repaid if you be patient and wait.
does it pay to be patient?
no.
i've been waiting for too long i cant bear to wait any longer.
maybe, in actual fact, i did not wait long enough.
maybe.
++ posted by Hans @ 1:27 pm |
to all malays/muslims out there --
i know its a bit late but
Selamat Hari Raya Idulfitri!
Maaf Zahir dan Batin!!
i'll leave ya'all with this.
kerana you lah kawan i dunia dan akhirat!
coz you are forever my friend!
[sorry, my malay sucks.]
i know its a bit late but
Selamat Hari Raya Idulfitri!
Maaf Zahir dan Batin!!
i'll leave ya'all with this.
kerana you lah kawan i dunia dan akhirat!
coz you are forever my friend!
[sorry, my malay sucks.]
++ posted by Hans @ 1:02 am |
Friday, November 12, 2004
good morning everyone.
happy belated deepavali!
if there's sucha thing.
im sure you guys are still sleeping right?
ahakZ.
well, it depends.
oh wait.
lemme check my MSN.
dumdeedum...
okay...
there are a few undead minions online.
meaning they're probably online but not online, get me?
no?
never mind.
im a little off myself.
maybe a lot.
you know you usually take a nap in the afternoons for 2 or 3 hours right?
and then sleep for ages at night and wake up so late in the morning?
this fasting month, i do not require to sleep in the afternoons and i sleep for 2-3 hours at night.
ya.
i slept at 12am, and here i am 2 hours later.
i've even taken a shower.
god.
what's happening?
that was a rhetorical question; you do not need to answer it.
man, im hungry.
thinking about sahur makes me even more hungry.
Mom said she'll be cooking one of my favourite chicken dishes.
oooh.
cant wait.
still got a few hours to go.
haizz.
after Friday prayer, im going to mug a lil bit somewhere outside.
then go to Ginny's place for dinner or something.
i dont know the details.
oh well, i would have to wait and see later.
man.
im still hungry.
ive delayed this entry for hours.
i started at around 2.30am and now it's almost 5am.
yeah!
we usually sahur at 5+ am.
the time is finally coming.
ahakZ.
okay.
see ya peeps.
happy belated deepavali!
if there's sucha thing.
im sure you guys are still sleeping right?
ahakZ.
well, it depends.
oh wait.
lemme check my MSN.
dumdeedum...
okay...
there are a few undead minions online.
meaning they're probably online but not online, get me?
no?
never mind.
im a little off myself.
maybe a lot.
you know you usually take a nap in the afternoons for 2 or 3 hours right?
and then sleep for ages at night and wake up so late in the morning?
this fasting month, i do not require to sleep in the afternoons and i sleep for 2-3 hours at night.
ya.
i slept at 12am, and here i am 2 hours later.
i've even taken a shower.
god.
what's happening?
that was a rhetorical question; you do not need to answer it.
man, im hungry.
thinking about sahur makes me even more hungry.
Mom said she'll be cooking one of my favourite chicken dishes.
oooh.
cant wait.
still got a few hours to go.
haizz.
after Friday prayer, im going to mug a lil bit somewhere outside.
then go to Ginny's place for dinner or something.
i dont know the details.
oh well, i would have to wait and see later.
man.
im still hungry.
ive delayed this entry for hours.
i started at around 2.30am and now it's almost 5am.
yeah!
we usually sahur at 5+ am.
the time is finally coming.
ahakZ.
okay.
see ya peeps.
++ posted by Hans @ 2:25 am |
Thursday, November 11, 2004
yesterday, i slept for like 3 hours or so.
today... well, lets just say i have not started sleeping yet.
yup.
i am currently surviving on 3 hours of sleep.
its not like im the first one.
i dont know.
am i suffering from insomnia?
go figure it out for me ya?
i dont have enough brain cells to think.
during sahur just now, Mom gave us [her sons. no daughters. simply because i only have brothers.] our duties for household chores.
its what we usually do every year one or two days before Hari Raya.
i will have to clean the windows [including the grills] in my room.
and what's even worse is that i have to clean up the mess i made.
all the books and bags and whatnots.
this's gonna take 'a while'.
be right back.
constipation.
ahhhhggg.
back.
time now is 6.38am.
ahakZ.
i took a shower as well.
and prayed.
anyway, i've got nothing else to say.
if i do, i'll come back.
so till the next time, cya.
today... well, lets just say i have not started sleeping yet.
yup.
i am currently surviving on 3 hours of sleep.
its not like im the first one.
i dont know.
am i suffering from insomnia?
go figure it out for me ya?
i dont have enough brain cells to think.
during sahur just now, Mom gave us [her sons. no daughters. simply because i only have brothers.] our duties for household chores.
its what we usually do every year one or two days before Hari Raya.
i will have to clean the windows [including the grills] in my room.
and what's even worse is that i have to clean up the mess i made.
all the books and bags and whatnots.
this's gonna take 'a while'.
be right back.
constipation.
ahhhhggg.
back.
time now is 6.38am.
ahakZ.
i took a shower as well.
and prayed.
anyway, i've got nothing else to say.
if i do, i'll come back.
so till the next time, cya.
++ posted by Hans @ 5:26 am |
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
i practically screwed the 'O' s.
man im thrown and i dont know what to do.
but to give ya'all part two of my confessions?
noo...
this is the first time ever that i found both papers of Elementary Mathematics mathematically challenging.
and im worried for my one and only A1.
i might get worse than what i'd gotten for my prelims.
or i might get a better grade which does not make me any better.
guess my parents' wishes of me going into the JC is shattered.
im sorry Mom, Dad.
man, now i really feel bad.
i hope i dont go up there and cry after receiving my phat results.
damn.
i feel so so bad now.
i wont cry though.
no matter how bad the results are, crying is no way for me to unleash the utter disappointment.
most to most, i'll be gone somewhere private and be helping myself with the punching bag [wall].
or else, i'll just show the most crudest face i've ever shown.
but wait.
that wont come till next year.
for now, it's still the 'O' s.
im only halfway through.
i can try my best or give up.
i choose to try my best because giving up is never my cup of tea.
i still can recall people calling me freak of nature.
being good in athletics and academics.
now i've lost the academics' support.
i am going to live up to being a freak!
cause i am a freak!
yes!
i shall do whatever i can for my Bio which starts in a few hours.
wish me luck.
bye!
[ahakz. funny aint it? me, motivating myself in my blog? well, it does help i guess.]
man im thrown and i dont know what to do.
but to give ya'all part two of my confessions?
noo...
this is the first time ever that i found both papers of Elementary Mathematics mathematically challenging.
and im worried for my one and only A1.
i might get worse than what i'd gotten for my prelims.
or i might get a better grade which does not make me any better.
guess my parents' wishes of me going into the JC is shattered.
im sorry Mom, Dad.
man, now i really feel bad.
i hope i dont go up there and cry after receiving my phat results.
damn.
i feel so so bad now.
i wont cry though.
no matter how bad the results are, crying is no way for me to unleash the utter disappointment.
most to most, i'll be gone somewhere private and be helping myself with the punching bag [wall].
or else, i'll just show the most crudest face i've ever shown.
but wait.
that wont come till next year.
for now, it's still the 'O' s.
im only halfway through.
i can try my best or give up.
i choose to try my best because giving up is never my cup of tea.
i still can recall people calling me freak of nature.
being good in athletics and academics.
now i've lost the academics' support.
i am going to live up to being a freak!
cause i am a freak!
yes!
i shall do whatever i can for my Bio which starts in a few hours.
wish me luck.
bye!
[ahakz. funny aint it? me, motivating myself in my blog? well, it does help i guess.]
++ posted by Hans @ 9:49 am |
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
evil k'nieval.
stupid friendster.
i didnt lose all my testimonials but i lost several.
zsssrrr.
when i wanna drink milo, the 1-litre milo aint opened.
since im lazy to open it, i'll let it be.
but then, it will never be opened.
when i finally am not lazy, i will open it and have a glass.
and the next time i wanna drink it, its already gone.
only then, i found out that my bros are lazier to open the darn thing than me.
bummer.
stupid friendster.
i didnt lose all my testimonials but i lost several.
zsssrrr.
when i wanna drink milo, the 1-litre milo aint opened.
since im lazy to open it, i'll let it be.
but then, it will never be opened.
when i finally am not lazy, i will open it and have a glass.
and the next time i wanna drink it, its already gone.
only then, i found out that my bros are lazier to open the darn thing than me.
bummer.
++ posted by Hans @ 9:41 pm |
poor Roy...
noone wants to believe him.
its aight bro, i believe you.
it'd better be true.
all the best anyways.
noone wants to believe him.
its aight bro, i believe you.
it'd better be true.
all the best anyways.
++ posted by Hans @ 4:12 pm |
Monday, November 08, 2004
i still cant believe Ginny got an A1 for her Malay.
nahh.
you go Ginny!
nahh.
you go Ginny!
++ posted by Hans @ 10:19 pm |
Sunday, November 07, 2004
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