Wednesday, November 30, 2005
MY XMAS LIST!
AHHH VIVA LA ESPANA! (aldo i support portugal)
the black ones! i want the white ones!
wel wel wel. since all you laddies are in the mood for santarinas and elf costumes..i'ma came up with a little xmas list on me own! YEA! 10 things i want for xmas. u can get me all of em if u want. i'l reli appreciate it. hahahahaha.
- a radio academy cert.
- a job that pays 10 bucks an hour, flexible timing and 2/3 days a week. yes, impossible. unless of course u be my pimp. hahahahaha.
- the new adidas absolute boots size 8 i think. US7.5 or 8. NIIIICE!!!! the white n gold one
- the new spain jersey. size? you can wear i can wear. mwahahaha.
- new parents tt wudnt mind my gf. come on folks. get some open minds. its 2005. not jurassic.
- money.
- levis jeans. mwahaha.
- a longer attention span.
- more commitment to my studies. ahaha.
- for the holidays to come quickly.
WOOHOO! isnt tt fantastic. ok, i'l post a few pics of the stuff later. heh heh.
a sheep wore socks at 12:33 PM
Monday, November 28, 2005
sensitive bastard,
an ending brings a new beginning. its another day for me i gues.
yea, sure its not gona be the same widout 2 of my family around. (theyre not gone yet! 15 dec!)im sure its different. as my baby and alex said, its gona be hard. its natural to feel tt way.
but hey. technology makes the world a terribly small place i said b4. they'l be jus a skype call away. (not like i like skype. but my dad somehow forced me to learn it. and im getting e hang of it.) yea.
a new beginning as i said. yes, this new beginning wud be bonding more wid my mom, be4 she too has to leave one day. but of course. i'l be fine. im reli ok now. just to keep an optimistic view on things, tt wud be best. this new beginning wud also be spending more time wid my dearie. and ooohhhh CHRISTMAS!!!!
but ok. enuff of emo shits. now im sitting in the sch lib typing my fingers off. ow. and haz just said his pants are wet. hahahaha. geez. just had breakfast wid my birdie too. oh wel.
life is wot u make it out to be. im not gona spend it thinking n brooding on wot shud haf been. i stil have a fantastic girlfriend, my mom, and reli good frens(thanks al!) out thr to love(no, not you al. we trust.). all i can do now is to cherish all tt, and yes me laddies. i cherish you all very very much.
hahahaha. man. im such a sensitive bastard. sure, the tears wil come inevitably. but wot e hell. DUN DO IT ALL E DAMNED TIME U BIG BABY. eargh. ok. sorry.
and lastly. i'd like to thank dearie for being thr always. thanks for everything, and sorry for making it so hard for you. not everyday that a big crying idiot cries over his brother.
(talent cue: gives her a big hug).
zhi yang loves you!~
yea, sure its not gona be the same widout 2 of my family around. (theyre not gone yet! 15 dec!)im sure its different. as my baby and alex said, its gona be hard. its natural to feel tt way.
but hey. technology makes the world a terribly small place i said b4. they'l be jus a skype call away. (not like i like skype. but my dad somehow forced me to learn it. and im getting e hang of it.) yea.
a new beginning as i said. yes, this new beginning wud be bonding more wid my mom, be4 she too has to leave one day. but of course. i'l be fine. im reli ok now. just to keep an optimistic view on things, tt wud be best. this new beginning wud also be spending more time wid my dearie. and ooohhhh CHRISTMAS!!!!
but ok. enuff of emo shits. now im sitting in the sch lib typing my fingers off. ow. and haz just said his pants are wet. hahahaha. geez. just had breakfast wid my birdie too. oh wel.
life is wot u make it out to be. im not gona spend it thinking n brooding on wot shud haf been. i stil have a fantastic girlfriend, my mom, and reli good frens(thanks al!) out thr to love(no, not you al. we trust.). all i can do now is to cherish all tt, and yes me laddies. i cherish you all very very much.
hahahaha. man. im such a sensitive bastard. sure, the tears wil come inevitably. but wot e hell. DUN DO IT ALL E DAMNED TIME U BIG BABY. eargh. ok. sorry.
and lastly. i'd like to thank dearie for being thr always. thanks for everything, and sorry for making it so hard for you. not everyday that a big crying idiot cries over his brother.
(talent cue: gives her a big hug).
zhi yang loves you!~
a sheep wore socks at 9:24 AM
Sunday, November 27, 2005
cherish the present. it'l be too late when its gone.
this lump in my throat wun go away. im gona start tearing again in front of the com.
all this time i overlooked what was most impt in my life at home. this was the rship wid my brother. all this time i've been out thr, more occupied wid other things in life. yes, those things were impt. but family is the MOST very MOST important thing in life.
hong and dad's gona be away for a yr or so. i noe. its just a yr u say. wel. i haven had them gone for so long.
when my bros ard i never even reli noticed him. but when hes gone. its. its. fff man. shit.
his smell.
his smely moose smell.
the way he burns insects.
the way he 'halloo eeee' me.
the way i get irritated wid him sometimes.
the way my mom calls him 'HONG!'.
the times we played soccer at popo's. i seriously think hes getting much better than i am. im getting old.
the times we'd sing together wid him on e guitar and me on e bed. singing tt is.
i sound so gay toking bout all this shit. but hey. his my brother. oh my god. i cant tok bout dis widout tearing. everytime i do it jus gets to me.
he was never dis important. you never noe wot u have til its gone. hes gona b gone for sometime. i jus wish i cud freeze time. i jus wish he'd pull out of it and not go. but den again if he did i'd most probably neglect him again like be4.
but haf i reli? i do play soccer wid him once in a while. back den when we were younger we'd stay over at each others rooms. we'd wrestle together. so many memories. all dis wud be etched in my mind. all dis wudnt leave even if he did.
absence makes the heart fondrer. absence is also very very hard to take. esp when its coming so soon and u've just realised it.
i gues i'l get over it. thrs always a bright side. is there? yes thr is. i'l be able to bond more wid my mom.
oh. and my dads also leaving. sigh. wel. im gona have to kill all e cockroaches myself. noone to help me pay my bills. no one to drive me back.
all dis seem like im making use of him. all dis seems like hes nothing but a mere servant or something to me. but hes not. hes. hes my father man.
but somehow. i gues i'l miss my bro much more than him. yea, but i'l miss them both.
i love you zhi hong. as hard as its gona be to say it widout sounding reli gay and faggy. but i reli do man. and yes. i'l miss you.
as my tears fall. onto the computer table. and you up thr wid the violin. you talented bastard.
and yes, i love you too dad.
all this time i overlooked what was most impt in my life at home. this was the rship wid my brother. all this time i've been out thr, more occupied wid other things in life. yes, those things were impt. but family is the MOST very MOST important thing in life.
hong and dad's gona be away for a yr or so. i noe. its just a yr u say. wel. i haven had them gone for so long.
when my bros ard i never even reli noticed him. but when hes gone. its. its. fff man. shit.
his smell.
his smely moose smell.
the way he burns insects.
the way he 'halloo eeee' me.
the way i get irritated wid him sometimes.
the way my mom calls him 'HONG!'.
the times we played soccer at popo's. i seriously think hes getting much better than i am. im getting old.
the times we'd sing together wid him on e guitar and me on e bed. singing tt is.
i sound so gay toking bout all this shit. but hey. his my brother. oh my god. i cant tok bout dis widout tearing. everytime i do it jus gets to me.
he was never dis important. you never noe wot u have til its gone. hes gona b gone for sometime. i jus wish i cud freeze time. i jus wish he'd pull out of it and not go. but den again if he did i'd most probably neglect him again like be4.
but haf i reli? i do play soccer wid him once in a while. back den when we were younger we'd stay over at each others rooms. we'd wrestle together. so many memories. all dis wud be etched in my mind. all dis wudnt leave even if he did.
absence makes the heart fondrer. absence is also very very hard to take. esp when its coming so soon and u've just realised it.
i gues i'l get over it. thrs always a bright side. is there? yes thr is. i'l be able to bond more wid my mom.
oh. and my dads also leaving. sigh. wel. im gona have to kill all e cockroaches myself. noone to help me pay my bills. no one to drive me back.
all dis seem like im making use of him. all dis seems like hes nothing but a mere servant or something to me. but hes not. hes. hes my father man.
but somehow. i gues i'l miss my bro much more than him. yea, but i'l miss them both.
i love you zhi hong. as hard as its gona be to say it widout sounding reli gay and faggy. but i reli do man. and yes. i'l miss you.
as my tears fall. onto the computer table. and you up thr wid the violin. you talented bastard.
and yes, i love you too dad.
a sheep wore socks at 9:18 PM
Monday, November 21, 2005
jyeah!
hahaha. hows it hanging me ladddies. ah ok. not good. not a good start.
anyways. yea. man. recently jus went out wid my trustpower man. yup. went ard. went for some gelare interview. geez. man. u noe, most jobs you WANT ppl to call you? somehow, after tt gelare interview, alex and i went off feeling like we'd been told we're the next sadako targets. the CALL. AND YOU'RE DEAD.
ok. a few reasons. firstly, xie xie ni looks scary. looks strict. looks like em typical bossy boss. yea, i noe i noe, theeyre all over e place, u gota learn to live wid em. wel, i've lived wid a damn few of em too long. i need a nice man. like ah huat at pizzas.
secondly. she asked us, can u work long hours. and long hours. in her definition. is. 16 hrs. 16. yes, u got it rite. the time you cud be used gg out, coming home, bathing, haviing dinner wid ur parents, and having a good nite's rest. you might even be able to fit in a porno session here and thr. and thr xie xie ni is, demanding 16 hours standing, scooping icecream, making waffles. i say. tts even worse than scouts.........................NOT.
but yea. i gues these are the 2 main reasons. the last one seems stupid. but i dowana wear the stupid gelare beret. geeziz christ, i fainted in those berets in my scout days. holy darno. but i gues dis reason isnt reli as valid. wel, cos. erm
i went, albeit enthusiastically, for a ramen-ten interview. wel, al my man worked thr b4, so he recomended me thr. wel, looks like a nice place. i mean. wel, hey. i need the job. i cant be too choosy and worried wid my managers and my pay and working time and stuff rite. (hahahahaha.)
anyways. yea. was bout it for these days. been a long time since i met up wid my trustman. but, yeap. stil the same as b4. we're stil as sick. wel, you are for sure. hhahahahaha.
and dearie. get well soon. if you read dis, i hope you've laffed til you puked out all the germs and stuff in your body. or you can jus do it the clean way and drink lotsa lotsa water! in a few days.
3 months. i better start doing my calculations.
anyways. yea. man. recently jus went out wid my trustpower man. yup. went ard. went for some gelare interview. geez. man. u noe, most jobs you WANT ppl to call you? somehow, after tt gelare interview, alex and i went off feeling like we'd been told we're the next sadako targets. the CALL. AND YOU'RE DEAD.
ok. a few reasons. firstly, xie xie ni looks scary. looks strict. looks like em typical bossy boss. yea, i noe i noe, theeyre all over e place, u gota learn to live wid em. wel, i've lived wid a damn few of em too long. i need a nice man. like ah huat at pizzas.
secondly. she asked us, can u work long hours. and long hours. in her definition. is. 16 hrs. 16. yes, u got it rite. the time you cud be used gg out, coming home, bathing, haviing dinner wid ur parents, and having a good nite's rest. you might even be able to fit in a porno session here and thr. and thr xie xie ni is, demanding 16 hours standing, scooping icecream, making waffles. i say. tts even worse than scouts.........................NOT.
but yea. i gues these are the 2 main reasons. the last one seems stupid. but i dowana wear the stupid gelare beret. geeziz christ, i fainted in those berets in my scout days. holy darno. but i gues dis reason isnt reli as valid. wel, cos. erm
i went, albeit enthusiastically, for a ramen-ten interview. wel, al my man worked thr b4, so he recomended me thr. wel, looks like a nice place. i mean. wel, hey. i need the job. i cant be too choosy and worried wid my managers and my pay and working time and stuff rite. (hahahahaha.)
anyways. yea. was bout it for these days. been a long time since i met up wid my trustman. but, yeap. stil the same as b4. we're stil as sick. wel, you are for sure. hhahahahaha.
and dearie. get well soon. if you read dis, i hope you've laffed til you puked out all the germs and stuff in your body. or you can jus do it the clean way and drink lotsa lotsa water! in a few days.
3 months. i better start doing my calculations.
a sheep wore socks at 11:21 PM
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
camera day! WOOHOO!
hahahaha. today was crazy man.
it all started off wid MODS (haz, me, weiliang n xw..darr and jem not ard) plus sze bim interviewing some yr3 classes for some graduation ceremony video..yea, all went fairly well...all questions and everything. hahaha.
one kinda trend i see outside of DMC is: most people. MOST. react to cameras like vampires react to crosses and like i react to seafood and cockroaches. things like 'NOOO!!' and 'ARGH!' and 'EEARGH!!' *cringing. hahahahaha. hahahha. its so funny man. seeing them trying to hide themselves.
no im not wicked. we're jus fun loving, humiliation appreciating people. MWAHAHAH!
anyways. yea, so after tt we got bored when we were waiting for our lecture to start, cos we ran from PRMP. yea wel, who cares bout tt rite. man im so sleepy in thr i cud slp wid my eyes open.
so we decided to grab a cam and gigantic boommic and run all over the place interviewing ppl like it was some food variety show. ahahahha. think i'ma name it YANGO's FOOD SHOW! hahahahaa. its fantastic man. hahaha. it was. we jus ran all over e place interviewing ppl, most of wich one of us knew..hahahaha. and u cud c my point (the camera allergic thing) emphasized over n over again. ahahaha. MAN!
and even lecturers man. hahaha, those we stand in front of large lecture classes and stuff. hhahahaha. one even ran from us! geez! hahahaha. but its nice eh, its real good exposure. i was thinkin, as informal as it may seem, i reli tink it'd be a great addition to my portfolio. i gota thank MODS and szebim man, i mean. it wudnt be possible widout u guys. io mean, i haven succeeded yet, but yea, i mean its a start eh, an enthusiastic grp of frens cud easily become ur future crew.
tokin bout portfolios. thr might be further additons, mr rajan (my PR teacher) has chosen me to do some MCing for some event for the yr3s, whr they'l be presenting their ideas to ppl like e media and clients. and tt wud be whr i'd be mcing and stuff. THINK BOUT IT MAN! THE MEDIA! if i make an impression, i might be..i duno. wel, ok not too naive eh? but yea, i'l do my best as always. thanks for u laddies support! (esp. me dearie.)
and also. i MAY. MAY be doing MCing for talentime 2005.
SO THINK BOUT IT MAN! hahahaha. eh i said tt jus now rite. haha. (geez now my coms doing alot of baaaa-ing cos i set a sheep baa sound for my msn conversation sound. hahahahaa) yea, all dis tings cud be great exposure to me, and tings are slowly fitting into place.
maybe life wun be tt bad anymore. mum dad n hongetonk are leaving for canada on 15 dec man. yea wel, wud be nice living alone for sometime. think i covered dis be4 eh. yea wel. when it comes, it comes.
lastly. dearie, i'm glad u got a lappie finally! but. erm. isit jus me or is my online presence being forgotten? argh oh wel it is jus me i gues.
til next time, YANGO LOVES YOU!
it all started off wid MODS (haz, me, weiliang n xw..darr and jem not ard) plus sze bim interviewing some yr3 classes for some graduation ceremony video..yea, all went fairly well...all questions and everything. hahaha.
one kinda trend i see outside of DMC is: most people. MOST. react to cameras like vampires react to crosses and like i react to seafood and cockroaches. things like 'NOOO!!' and 'ARGH!' and 'EEARGH!!' *cringing. hahahahaha. hahahha. its so funny man. seeing them trying to hide themselves.
no im not wicked. we're jus fun loving, humiliation appreciating people. MWAHAHAH!
anyways. yea, so after tt we got bored when we were waiting for our lecture to start, cos we ran from PRMP. yea wel, who cares bout tt rite. man im so sleepy in thr i cud slp wid my eyes open.
so we decided to grab a cam and gigantic boommic and run all over the place interviewing ppl like it was some food variety show. ahahahha. think i'ma name it YANGO's FOOD SHOW! hahahahaa. its fantastic man. hahaha. it was. we jus ran all over e place interviewing ppl, most of wich one of us knew..hahahaha. and u cud c my point (the camera allergic thing) emphasized over n over again. ahahaha. MAN!
and even lecturers man. hahaha, those we stand in front of large lecture classes and stuff. hhahahaha. one even ran from us! geez! hahahaha. but its nice eh, its real good exposure. i was thinkin, as informal as it may seem, i reli tink it'd be a great addition to my portfolio. i gota thank MODS and szebim man, i mean. it wudnt be possible widout u guys. io mean, i haven succeeded yet, but yea, i mean its a start eh, an enthusiastic grp of frens cud easily become ur future crew.
tokin bout portfolios. thr might be further additons, mr rajan (my PR teacher) has chosen me to do some MCing for some event for the yr3s, whr they'l be presenting their ideas to ppl like e media and clients. and tt wud be whr i'd be mcing and stuff. THINK BOUT IT MAN! THE MEDIA! if i make an impression, i might be..i duno. wel, ok not too naive eh? but yea, i'l do my best as always. thanks for u laddies support! (esp. me dearie.)
and also. i MAY. MAY be doing MCing for talentime 2005.
SO THINK BOUT IT MAN! hahahaha. eh i said tt jus now rite. haha. (geez now my coms doing alot of baaaa-ing cos i set a sheep baa sound for my msn conversation sound. hahahahaa) yea, all dis tings cud be great exposure to me, and tings are slowly fitting into place.
maybe life wun be tt bad anymore. mum dad n hongetonk are leaving for canada on 15 dec man. yea wel, wud be nice living alone for sometime. think i covered dis be4 eh. yea wel. when it comes, it comes.
lastly. dearie, i'm glad u got a lappie finally! but. erm. isit jus me or is my online presence being forgotten? argh oh wel it is jus me i gues.
til next time, YANGO LOVES YOU!
a sheep wore socks at 10:26 PM
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Nickelback - Photograph
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
And what the hell is on Joey’s head?
This is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneakin’ out
This is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must’ve done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it’s too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life’s better now than it was back then
If I was them, I wouldn’t let me in
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say
It’s time to say it
Goodbye,
Goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say
It’s time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin’ out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we’d know
We said someday we’d find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since then
I haven’t seen her since God knows when I
miss that town
I miss their faces
You can’t erase
You can’t replace it
I miss it now
I can’t believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
Every time I do it makes me
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
And what the hell is on Joey’s head?
This is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneakin’ out
This is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must’ve done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it’s too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life’s better now than it was back then
If I was them, I wouldn’t let me in
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say
It’s time to say it
Goodbye,
Goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say
It’s time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin’ out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we’d know
We said someday we’d find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since then
I haven’t seen her since God knows when I
miss that town
I miss their faces
You can’t erase
You can’t replace it
I miss it now
I can’t believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
Every time I do it makes me
a sheep wore socks at 10:18 PM
Friday, November 04, 2005
donk.
eh hellor. after my previous bout of anger and rash posting and stuff. i have gained some feedback. somebody thinks my blog is emo. heh heh heh. wel, u wana c emo? go check out chucky's man. hahahaa. it seems like everyday tt hes got some gal in his life he cant get over and thinks is a goddess and a shrine of smmthg. (oops. hahahahaa)
but. wel. ok, feedback is essential for survival. ah i mean. improvement
anyways. wel. the place i call home is now having a post war peace. i mean. ok, no im not saying thr'l be more. i'l try to keep e peace until i cant take my mom's nagging anymore and i kill someone and fling myself out my window. (aldo i'l most probably use my brother to ram thru the grills first or i'l end up a walking waffle in my garden)
yup. had school today. geez come to tink obut it. the best days to have holidays wud reli be the days we've had dis week. and tt is, tue and thurs. hahahaha. theyre rite smack in the middle of everything. so u can.
dun go to sch on monday, cos tues is a hol anyway.
den dun go sch on wed, cos thurs is a hol anyway.
den wots e point of gg to sch on friday when the next 2 days are WEEKEND!? WOOHOO! thr'l most prob be hardly any1 in school anyway!
but somehow. my calculations are wrong. and most ppl have turned up in school. mayb its cos its the first wk or smthg. oh well. yea..anyways. i stil need a damned job. hahaha. i jus went for an interview for foster's cousin restrnt, cast ah i mean crustaceans. or smthg. selling sea snails i think. isnt tt it? oh wel. anyways. ahhaha. the intervieweress(hahaha.) kinda reminds me of my IDEAS teacher. erm. alice or nelice or lelis or something chong. wassit eleanor?
yea. it felt promising enuff. cos thr was a part whr she read the part whr i worked one mth or 2 mths in a few shops and stuff.
den she said 'nonono. one mth 2 mth. dis is no good ah.'
and i said 'oh, its cos i had a sudden change of interests, and the working conditions werent too good ah'
den she prompted me by saying 'how was the pay thr?'
and i said 'lerk thai 5/hr, pizza 4.5/hr, all bags less than 4 (tt stil reli sucks).'
and she kinda offered me the job in a way by saying 'oh, hopefully we pay better than tt ' or smthg along those lines. seems like she wants me to get e job yea. but too bad its up to the upstairs guy.
NO not god u fool. the manager.
yup. tts bout it. wud be reli nice if i cud work thr. yea, near to me birdie. and yea. near my school. and yes i reli need dis liquid. as in e cash. u sicko.
heh heh. now im gona go back to a bit of photoshop. MWAHAHAHHAHA!!! i love mr. adobe man.
or whoever invented it.
but. wel. ok, feedback is essential for survival. ah i mean. improvement
anyways. wel. the place i call home is now having a post war peace. i mean. ok, no im not saying thr'l be more. i'l try to keep e peace until i cant take my mom's nagging anymore and i kill someone and fling myself out my window. (aldo i'l most probably use my brother to ram thru the grills first or i'l end up a walking waffle in my garden)
yup. had school today. geez come to tink obut it. the best days to have holidays wud reli be the days we've had dis week. and tt is, tue and thurs. hahahaha. theyre rite smack in the middle of everything. so u can.
dun go to sch on monday, cos tues is a hol anyway.
den dun go sch on wed, cos thurs is a hol anyway.
den wots e point of gg to sch on friday when the next 2 days are WEEKEND!? WOOHOO! thr'l most prob be hardly any1 in school anyway!
but somehow. my calculations are wrong. and most ppl have turned up in school. mayb its cos its the first wk or smthg. oh well. yea..anyways. i stil need a damned job. hahaha. i jus went for an interview for foster's cousin restrnt, cast ah i mean crustaceans. or smthg. selling sea snails i think. isnt tt it? oh wel. anyways. ahhaha. the intervieweress(hahaha.) kinda reminds me of my IDEAS teacher. erm. alice or nelice or lelis or something chong. wassit eleanor?
yea. it felt promising enuff. cos thr was a part whr she read the part whr i worked one mth or 2 mths in a few shops and stuff.
den she said 'nonono. one mth 2 mth. dis is no good ah.'
and i said 'oh, its cos i had a sudden change of interests, and the working conditions werent too good ah'
den she prompted me by saying 'how was the pay thr?'
and i said 'lerk thai 5/hr, pizza 4.5/hr, all bags less than 4 (tt stil reli sucks).'
and she kinda offered me the job in a way by saying 'oh, hopefully we pay better than tt ' or smthg along those lines. seems like she wants me to get e job yea. but too bad its up to the upstairs guy.
NO not god u fool. the manager.
yup. tts bout it. wud be reli nice if i cud work thr. yea, near to me birdie. and yea. near my school. and yes i reli need dis liquid. as in e cash. u sicko.
heh heh. now im gona go back to a bit of photoshop. MWAHAHAHHAHA!!! i love mr. adobe man.
or whoever invented it.
a sheep wore socks at 8:57 PM
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
wtf man.
geez. its almost everyday i get a damn lecture bout my stupid life n shit. what e hell man. dis reli sucks.
WTF MAN!? geez. why's my parents never ever satisfied wid my damned self? i gota keep improvin myself and shit, reading newspapers, 'carrying out useful debates bout hurricane katrina', becoming einstein or sim wong woo or whatever tt creative guy is...MAN!
wait til i go clubbin n smokin n drinkin and hav loan shark bastards up my doorstep wil they finally accept what i am now as acceptable and not as bad.
i noe maybe i shudnt be comparing myself wid e worst. but its not as though im tt bad. why dont they ever see my good points? im good at english, writing, poetry, drawing..and all other shits. encouragement never killed anyone. discouragement might soon kill me. FFFF man. FFFF.
and whats wid my dad joining in my mom's nagging man. i owaes tot him as a lil more reasonable den my mom. but when he gets unreasonable he freakin forgets all logic of arguement. geez. asking me to do smthg useful while he sits his nights away in front of the tv. geez.
i reli appreciate him picking me up n all tt stuff. yes, he doesnt haf to at all. and i do acknowledge tt their jus a lil concerned bout all tt stuff im doing everyday, and what im not doing everyday. but geez. arent they a lil TOO concerned? and the way they're concerned is like. man. outta way man. not e way u'd treat a teenager at 18. argh wth man.
sduvnjdvnkjwendvuiaNDVINVJ.
WTF MAN!? geez. why's my parents never ever satisfied wid my damned self? i gota keep improvin myself and shit, reading newspapers, 'carrying out useful debates bout hurricane katrina', becoming einstein or sim wong woo or whatever tt creative guy is...MAN!
wait til i go clubbin n smokin n drinkin and hav loan shark bastards up my doorstep wil they finally accept what i am now as acceptable and not as bad.
i noe maybe i shudnt be comparing myself wid e worst. but its not as though im tt bad. why dont they ever see my good points? im good at english, writing, poetry, drawing..and all other shits. encouragement never killed anyone. discouragement might soon kill me. FFFF man. FFFF.
and whats wid my dad joining in my mom's nagging man. i owaes tot him as a lil more reasonable den my mom. but when he gets unreasonable he freakin forgets all logic of arguement. geez. asking me to do smthg useful while he sits his nights away in front of the tv. geez.
i reli appreciate him picking me up n all tt stuff. yes, he doesnt haf to at all. and i do acknowledge tt their jus a lil concerned bout all tt stuff im doing everyday, and what im not doing everyday. but geez. arent they a lil TOO concerned? and the way they're concerned is like. man. outta way man. not e way u'd treat a teenager at 18. argh wth man.
sduvnjdvnkjwendvuiaNDVINVJ.
a sheep wore socks at 10:21 PM