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Saturday, October 29, 2005, 10:05 PM

Untitled Part 0.2

I was devatasted at first when that ignoramous sick son of a gun Robert Pires, whose birthday falls on this date scored the equaliser from a corner. But when the whistle was blown, I pondered, pondered about the chances of Manchester United to secure the second spot later should they dominate. Everytime they come out of the entrance before matches, I would feel the pride inside of me. This is life I assume. On to another topic, it is a week to English and Maths. Guess what? I haven't study no shiat! All I do is blog and blog and blog till I drop. Wait a minute, I ain't gonna drop! Instead, I would stay firm and continue to be consistent in everything I do......well besides losing and performing horrendously. It's the mirror that reflects yourself but you ain't gonna see a ghost during Hallloween. As for now, all I want is candy......

Friday, October 28, 2005, 3:09 AM

Untitled Part 0.1

Ridiculous! Seriously, someone from the back door was eavesdropping our conversation regarding relationships and admiration. Coincidentally, a girl who was apart of our conversation verbally appeared out of nowhere and guess what happened......the "Someone from the back door" sick daughter of a psychopath exposed the so-called "conversation secret" and even mentioned the gaffer's name, which supposedly was not involved in it. What a disaster. The gaffer's screwed. Really screwed. From a professional standpoint, she's not even malicious, but ignoramous. Shouldn't things like that end silently and not being revealed in such an unprecedented scenario? Oh by the way, you guys are currently going through Untitled Part 0.1, the untold story by the gaffer. Back to the hot topic, it seems that someone have balls.......in HER/his pocket. This is damn bloddy personal. Confrontation needs to be done. Perhaps a deservedly smack to HER/his face. Before spilling out the beans, think. Just like me. A owl who blogs in the wee hours of the night. Least to say again, multitasking time!

Thursday, October 27, 2005, 3:14 AM

Recently, I developed a habit of blogging around the wee hours of the night. It's common for me I guess, as insufficient of rest results in lack of concentration during lectures. For the gaffer, it's no ordinary shiat. The peeps, including myself, gotta stop being disdainful to a specific individual. I dun wanna focus on other points, due to the fact that fingers will be pinpointing at me for the full responsibility of the failure behind it. Man, gotta brush up on my work before the exams start. Intensive training requires a resistent and unconstrained mindset. I dun even know what the shiat and I typing....

Tuesday, October 25, 2005, 10:27 PM

Counterfeit

Went for a fiesta, japanese style on the hilltop of Jurong to commemorate my Mum's birthday. It was a truly insane but delighted and soothing trip walking up the mini tower. Unlike any other self-proclaimed "The original Japanese" restaurant, the food is fresh and up to standard. I ain't gonna compliment much on this as I have other areas to cover on. The time is now for me to be a studious sick son of a gun, mugging hard for exams day and night. On the behalf of my alter-ego Jethron 5000, I condone for those who have been consistently condemning the screwed up and unsuccessful gimmick. I can ensure you that nothing like this will happen again. Perhaps he's too asethetic with his preserved body and muscles. To be more succinct, it's nacisisstic. We all must be paintaking in attempting things like that. If it flops, it's the end for you. No turning back. Your life will be hellacious and affectious. To conclude this post, shenanigans up for grabs as Green Day hits video stores with a first ever DVD concert.

Sunday, October 23, 2005, 11:42 PM

Taxidermy

I'm back for sure. To make "the greatest comeback of the century", it will involve tons of rigorous training and a pessimistic mindset. Least to say, it's unprecedented. When Ric Flair was involved in a plane crash, he was paralyzed and the doctors said he could never wrestle and walk again. But six months later, he was the World Heavyweight Champion, with the skin layout sagging. Ditto to "The Cinderella Man" Jimmy Braddock. After a 9 months hiatus, he made an unprecedented and shocking return by defeating an opponent who had been clumbering opponents after opponents, resulting in an undefeated streak. This implies on something......Nothing Is Impossible or should I say, Something Is Impossible. Taxidermist made that happened, as our eyes has fallen to perception again and again. Man, for crying out loud, am I supposed to concentrate on newsletter that is due later? That's a kick in the wall!

Monday, October 17, 2005, 10:40 PM

Four Brothers concluded

Just watched Four Brothers, private screening style. I've realised that the movie reflects on the GTA trilogy, with the foul languages that occurred throughout the movie. You would have the tendency and urge to kill if you find out about a certain situation which pinpoints on someone's death. Least to say, you would take the initiative to perform that impromptu task as lives will be risked in an unpredecented scenario. Everyone is expendable. Not even the mayor is spared. The demise of Jack Mercer was tragically dramatic and the suspense lies everywhere. In fact, it was done deal.

Sunday, October 16, 2005, 6:32 PM

Restored™

As for now, I shall assume the name "Jethron" for the use of online chats and etc. 16 October 2005. The day I will never forget. The old is dead for the new is born. Or should I say, it DIED. Did names like Batista or Baptista originated from the word Baptise? I am lethargic and exhausted after a fruitful day in church. Halfway through the luncheon, it rained heavily but we did managed to pull it through. As for the "old has died for the new has born" philosophy, the positive side of me didn't really suffered such a tragic moment. Something new, fresh and of course, positive has just been incorporated into it. I can confide in anyone, period. And I'm just gonna do that in my sleep.

Friday, October 07, 2005, 7:21 PM

Unknown

As time draws closer, I am gonna unleash my true abilities and potential. But I'm referring to is the pain, agony and hell that I've been through these past few weeks. Something has gone bonkers without my notice. I tried to reason it out, but to no avail. Perhaps, I should emulate one of my buddies via seeking solitude. Sometimes, I yearn to be alone, reflecting on what I've done that resulted in such a consequences that sucks. I've renowned for being open in the public. I'm not ashamed for the things that I've done throughout my entire illustrious life. Records after records, I broke them all. I kick asses and deal with the jack of all trades. The gaffer gave me an opportunity to deal with the aspects of leadership, exposing me to the tougher side of the world. Sometimes, it's hard to open your mouth, especially when you're freaking tired. Even endurance. perseverance and persistance couldn't help that much. The only solution is to be consistent and such attempts will lead you to achieve greater heights. There I go again.........

So fucking special, I wish I was special. I don't belong here..........

Thursday, October 06, 2005, 11:59 PM

Self-Inflict

I've realised that I haven't been blogging to the fullest, least to say that I am been inflicting pain on myself lately. As for now, my finger is swollen. I am implying on my "little brother". Yeah dawg, you know what I mean. It's really fingers. Lately, something has been occurring my mind. What happened to the bond between both parties? The distance seems to get further and further, with no valid reasons given. Confusion leads to perception and illusion. I opt out to avoid a controversy from happening. Yeah, Mathematics Paper 2 during the weekends. Studying intensively is the path to success. Switching back to the most controversial topic, it's hard to imagine that will happen. Anyways, I expected that to happen, and yeah, before it ever happened. Call it sixth sense or deja vu if you insist, but I know it's a test from God. To be engulf with boar cloth is comfy. I am always positive and optimistic about things around me. To end off shiat stuffs, I ain't no bloody dawg!