tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57039032011-04-22T12:11:30.696+08:00h 3 | | 0To be nobody-but-yourself -- in a world which is doing its best night and day, to make you everybody else--means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comBlogger1281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1126709724800646032005-09-14T22:54:00.000+08:002005-09-14T23:02:19.203+08:00relink. drugged-out.blogspot.com. lets see how long this one survives.kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1106228819378623132005-01-20T21:32:00.000+08:002005-01-20T21:46:59.376+08:00Back from kluang everybody. Really unforgetable experience. But just in case... the trip in ..a few words.
centipedes.. clogged toilets.. laying down on mats and looking at the stars... ghost stories.. second helpings.. cardinal sin.. tents.. mudsliding down mountain.. muthu.. mosquitoes.. rafting in shit.. swimming in shit.. cuts.. horny tree.. water bottles.. sri pandan.. leaky canoe.. zanekevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1103553387146968502004-12-20T22:21:00.000+08:002004-12-20T22:36:27.146+08:00Life is like a painted line running parallel to the road.. We spend so much time focusing on it that everything elese becomes a blur. Inevitably the line disappears. Maybe it goes on for kilometres or perhaps only a few metres. Someday it'll vanish while we are still speeding along. By then it'll be too late to turn back. Too late for regrets.
Treasure your loved ones. Don't let trivial kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1103377025660921912004-12-18T20:54:00.000+08:002004-12-18T21:37:05.660+08:00No more freezing summers.
No more long ass bus rides.
No more gigantic mountains.
No more grossly overpriced food.
No more friendly ppl greeting you whenver you enter a store.
No more helicopter rides.
No more beautiful gardens.
No more gift stores.
No more all blacks.
No more glacier water.
No more funky bus driver.
No more rich creamy ice cream.
No more race horses.
No more pinkys.
No more kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1102343706778434432004-12-06T22:04:00.000+08:002004-12-06T22:35:06.776+08:0024.
All hail the existance of dvd renting. Otherwise i would have missed out on an intergral part of life. The mind numbing drama series - 24. Placed in a timeslot on channel 5 every mondays at an unearthly hour of 12.30 a.m... it has eluded my detection for months now. But like all excellent tv programmes once you pop you cant stop. I'm a '24' junkie now.
Maybe its the frantic chain kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1101659039512051372004-11-29T11:41:00.000+08:002004-11-29T00:23:59.513+08:00Be thankful for what you have.
Jealousy and despair will not only make matters worse, but cause you to lose sight of whats important.
I would be lying if i said i was happy. Because im not. These past few weeks have been horrible. Depressing. I don't know why. Or perhaps i don't want to face up with the truth. Instead of cherishing what i have, i allowed myself to feel inferior kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1101191987798792832004-11-23T14:34:00.000+08:002004-11-23T14:39:47.800+08:001. I will be assertive.
2. I will be treated with respect.
3. I will not bottle up my feelings anymore.
4. I will not tolerate anyone who violates my rights.
5. I will be more decisive and stick to my choices no matter what others say.
This list will inevitablily grow longer as time passes but lets just start with 5.
kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1101190475682747112004-11-23T14:10:00.000+08:002004-11-23T14:14:35.683+08:00I'm sick of it all.
I snapped yesterday but i dont regret anything i did or said. I'm quite thankful actually. I only wished it happened sooner.
No one has the right to dictate my life. I am in control. If you dont like it get out of the way. There's no turning back now. I'm going to start afresh.
kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1101126296820821572004-11-22T20:04:00.000+08:002004-11-22T20:24:56.820+08:00I tried to be nice.
I tried to be fair.
But i cant take it anymore.
People just suck. Suck to the core. Laughing at other peoples' expense and not giving a fuck about what they feel. Its alright one or two just talk cock.. dont mind. Except when everyone just mutters some stupid comment just to garner some laughs. When people push others around to look good? .. actually i dont know why. kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1100609535083014562004-11-16T20:24:00.000+08:002004-11-16T20:52:15.083+08:00The Da Vinci Kode. Or code.
My first book in like almost 4 years.
Havent been reading many books since primary school. Ever since the goosebumps era. Good times.. good times..
Anyway.. didnt do much today. whats new. Just woke up late. Played Fifa 2005.. cheated here.. scored a few own goals there. Read the da vinci code. I'm like addicted to the book. It's intriguing.. its kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1100270014637963262004-11-12T22:10:00.000+08:002004-11-12T22:33:34.636+08:00Its tough to work man.
Went for the job interview with Seb today at near chinatown. Quite friendly person. Very good commission.. except the product is difficult to sell on the streets.. so no wonder the commission is fairly high. Damn ironic. Seb and i stood outside Plaza Sing attempting to sell the calendar.. to no avail. Then this guy comes up to us and starts selling us this charity kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1099989806051506122004-11-09T16:40:00.000+08:002004-11-09T16:43:26.050+08:00Another day wasted..
Another day spent doing absolutely nothing..
Another day infront of the computer..
Nothing accomplished..
Havent found any jobs..
Read any books..
Damn.. i love the holidays. -.-
kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1099916886000765802004-11-08T20:00:00.000+08:002004-11-08T20:30:39.996+08:00acX rawkss!
The team really bonded today man.. Even though the morning training was kinda grim and ...unfavourable.. the post-training bonding time was super fun la. Rounds after rounds of fragging one another by frantically clicking away on the poor mouse.. Yelling at the top of our lungs and laughing like dicks :P The pretty screwed up coms and oily keyboards at brother david didnt hinder thekevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1098888284272083482004-10-27T22:09:00.000+08:002004-10-27T22:44:44.273+08:00Sitting. Watching. Listening.
This dark and musty place. Suffocating me. Like a painting devoid of life. A painting with only two colours. Green and grey. The faces everywhere have no emotion. They sit there gazing into the blackness, with dim lights above pouring down onto their heads. Fingerprints on the windows, ground littered with wrappers and vulgarities scribbled on the back of kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1098190824585018632004-10-19T20:07:00.000+08:002004-10-19T21:00:24.586+08:00What happened to the times when getting back results felt like doomsday? Where have the excitement and anxiety gone to? I sat there today at the back of the row.. not my usual sec 1 or 2 self.. about to burst in anticipation. And its not because i feel confident or anything.. its just this apathetic feeling.
Well.. all that changed when i got back the geog results. hahaha.. i thought i was kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1097154264276890292004-10-07T20:51:00.000+08:002004-10-07T21:04:24.276+08:00Ah... The sweet scent of freedom. I can feel it now. About 24 hours from now. I'll be released from this self-imprisonment.. this jail cell made of textbooks. Its not nice seeing your mates being released a day earlier than you. Yes. Stop laughing all you adv math people. Come on bio students.. lets stand up against this oppression and injustice! Lets unite and overthrow this tyranny forkevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1096734392704912302004-10-03T00:26:00.000+08:002004-10-03T00:26:32.703+08:00changming,xide,me,khing,mud(leon),elliot,seb(stoning),wenloong kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1096734472850876452004-10-02T23:40:00.000+08:002004-10-03T00:27:52.850+08:00Havent blogged in ages. Too friggin busy mugging. Or pretending too. The atmosphere now is so tense. The first line which escapes anybody's mouth is 'what have you studied today?' (including mine) Nobody willing to lose out. Exams has turned poor students into vampires. Living off coffee and digesting textbooks. Siigh. Im pretty pathetic now. Pouring a sachet of cadbery hot chocolate, kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1095848575927736732004-09-22T18:19:00.000+08:002004-09-22T18:22:55.926+08:00I was wondering when some fuktard would flood my board.
To mr fuktard who used my name to tag: get a life.stop hiding behind the monitor and amusing yourself by spamming.if you got something to say.. leave your name down bitch.dont dirty my tagboard.
kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1095602224563945152004-09-19T21:52:00.000+08:002004-09-19T21:58:21.906+08:00Im gonna kill your pet.
Bloody animals. Second time my beautiful shoe has been tarnished with excrement. Same shoe. Left shoe. Right in the middle ofthe pavement.
To the inconsiderate pet owner who lets his pet shit all over the pavement:
I hope your pet dies.You're worse than an animal. Argh. im disgusted now. Feel like puking. The stench is just unbearable. Can you imagine the running shoe.. kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1095441166519868222004-09-18T01:02:00.000+08:002004-09-18T01:12:46.520+08:00HaPPY BIRTHDAY SHER SERRRN~!
great party today.. haha. still cant believe you and marcus ate 40 chicken wings non-stop. and now you're saying you're still hungry. best joke ever. bah. my ice-cream got spiked just now. surprise surprise. Even his sister whom i dont know was in on it too. how bad can it get?? black sauce on my chocolate ice cream. it looked like chocolate la! but it kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1095330261778607332004-09-16T18:03:00.000+08:002004-09-16T18:24:21.776+08:00Finally something worth blogging about... AHAHAHA.. TODAY WAS SUPER FUUNKY! ok lets see.. it started when after school when everyone was going to board the bus. I was like where are we going? cos i didnt know we had to go to macritchie for CIp!! ( bah.. dunno why this kinda stuff i always dont recall hearing...) Anyway.. some dudes from 314 came along (particularly jin yan.. haha) He was likekevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1094830131891633802004-09-10T23:15:00.000+08:002004-09-10T23:30:42.533+08:00Phew. Finally done with this template. Don't you just love that swirlly dotty thing flying around the screen? Mesmerising. Let's see.. just came back from malaysia a few days ago. The atmosphere there is super serene and calm... especially the beach. The crystal clear water.. the wind.. the extra fine sand. aah.. i want to go back there again~! Holidays please don't end!! Every meal was a buffet kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1093706988704097232004-08-28T23:17:00.000+08:002004-08-28T23:29:48.703+08:00wooo.. freaky. the air con suddenly turned on by itself. I was wondering why there was a gust of cold air blowing at me .. and why the papers on the table started to move even though the fan was off. As if there was a spirit in the room. and NO MARCUS i'm not possessed. and neither is there a ghost in my room. All your fault.. talk about children of bodom then the air con suddenly on. Brrrkevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1093617305780945722004-08-27T22:24:00.000+08:002004-08-27T22:42:09.466+08:00Too lateby me.Dont go there.
He wouldnt listen,
And took another step forward as if on a dare.
Like a baby venturing outside his cradle.
He crept slowly.
Its more than you can handle.
A desperate plea.
A warning.
He stared with rapt attention at the alluring colours
Oblivious to the lurking creatures
Concealed in the obscure corner of the room.
The voices instigated him to come closer.
Broken kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1093357371006057922004-08-24T22:04:00.000+08:002004-08-24T22:22:51.006+08:00School is getting worse and worse everyday. Every passing minute means the exams are drawing closer.. and closer. You know the something's wrong when teachers start telling you the chapters to study for the final year.. or when the amount of homework suddenly dissipates. Yep. Play time's over.
Attempted to run to Marcus' house today. Dont know why. Just felt like exploring some new routes.kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1093173000664034812004-08-22T18:59:00.000+08:002004-08-22T19:10:00.663+08:00ARGH!
LEts boycott koreans man.
What kind of crappy game of table tennis was that?! That stupid korean with slits for eyes :P was doing the equliavent of camping in cs la. Whole day slice the ball and frustrate jia wei. I mean.. how the heck are you supposed to attack against this kind of play??! That match was not exciting at all bah .. the only breathtaking moments were when jia wei kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1093083969288914562004-08-21T18:15:00.000+08:002004-08-21T18:26:09.286+08:00AAHHHH DAMMIIITTT!!
DOWN WITH THE COMMUNISTS MAAAAN~!
1 - 0.
1 - 1.
2 - 1.
3 - 1.
3 - 2.
3 - 3.
Finally. the dreaded ..
3 - 4.
Sheet man.. im super sad now. That bloody north korean .. stupid mad dog. Keep yelping and screaming whenever she scores.
That table tennis match just now was freaking scary la. exhilarating. I was jumping and throwing pillows around. When the score hit 11 - 0kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1093074789216533392004-08-21T15:44:00.000+08:002004-08-21T15:53:09.216+08:00Ok. . table tennis match gonna start in 20 minutes time. I'm so patriotic. I even cancelled my math tuition to support Li Jia Wei.. haha ;) Go Singaporeeee~!
hmmm.. lets see. Had training in the morning at macritchie today. nice to run together once again. Stupid xide.. i was like. 'hey! thats a secret path! Lets go in!' during the run. Then i ran in. The path was not a path.. just a kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1093009748725947632004-08-20T21:45:00.000+08:002004-08-20T21:49:08.726+08:00To a certain SOMEONE out there:
CHILL!
RELAKK!!
NO TENSION ok..
Parents are sometimes too complicated for us to understand.
AHH.. you just chased me away. ok fine. I shant bother you anymore. I'm goonee!
kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1092831633629178522004-08-18T20:14:00.000+08:002004-08-18T20:20:33.630+08:00So Susilo lost to some stupid thai. Not the result everyone was hoping for. Hope that nobody starts critcising him for one loss and forget all the victories he gave Singapore. How many people can say they went into the Olympics and beat the world no.1? Poor dude.. must have been under immense pressure to perform... its not easy..
Anyway well done Susilo.. try harder next time
kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1092659069945701972004-08-16T20:11:00.000+08:002004-08-16T20:24:29.946+08:00Oh yea. My legs are still intact. Got so many death threats today... lol. Marcus want to break my legs.. Marcus lim tried to break my back (but i kicked his ass just now :P) Ahhh.. lost count. Basically everyone wanted to snap my legs into half.
Haha.. feeling euphoric now :P
Other than the fact i made it through the day without any fractures or broken legs..
It was a tough race.. kenneth kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1092411691332448592004-08-13T23:31:00.000+08:002004-08-13T23:56:49.316+08:00Either i'm spending too much time on the internet in one day researching.. or i've gone mad. This is one the few posts which involve work. Normally i avoid entries about school and work cos i think its monotonous and booooooring.. who would read entries talking about schoolwork?
Yep. i've gone insane. hmmm.. 3pm to 11pm.. about 7hours? Was asking elliot for comments on my EOS just now. Then i kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1092404782066094222004-08-13T21:46:00.000+08:002004-08-13T21:46:22.066+08:00testing kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1092400331942783072004-08-13T20:23:00.000+08:002004-08-13T20:34:19.283+08:00Needed to take my mind of that fugging EOS shit. I have officially locked myself in my room for 5 hours now. Eyes fixed on the monitor. Scanning through websites about Ebola. The complex mechanisms of the virus all floating around my brain now. Ebola is just revolting. I feel like puking now. Im eating my dinner infront of the computer while reading the symptoms of this hemorrhagic fever.
'kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1092152166306546692004-08-10T23:31:00.000+08:002004-08-10T23:36:06.306+08:00ahhh.. haven't blogged for so long. Busy with school and stuff. It's supposed to be the holidays and im here catching up with all the bigass assignments i missed during the nationals. basket. And on top of it all.. LEON SEB AND EVA ARE KEEPING ME IN THE DARK of whats happening.. THeres like so much activity goin on and i dont know whats happening.. WHATS GOING ON!? Seb went offline. kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1091529625502989742004-08-03T18:39:00.000+08:002004-08-03T18:45:58.920+08:00It's not easy.
by kevin ng
Ignorant fools make me sick.
Absurd expectations placed on poor runners just tick
Me off, especially by people who cant run a fraction of our warm-up.
People who bother solely about the result and not the process
What did you get? 13th? So lousy, I thought you were the best.
People who think running is a piece of cake.
People who think they can do a superior job.
Not kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1091091529669047412004-07-29T16:57:00.000+08:002004-07-29T16:58:49.670+08:00Track season is finally over.I learnt so much during this season. Nothing is impossible if you set your mind to it. Yesterday's 1500m was really thrilling.. once again i stepped on the starting line worried about the other competitors which kenneth told me about. ronghua.. jeffrey.. just to name a few. I was starting believe that coming in top 8 might be alittle too ambitious. i wanted to kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1090576958349701392004-07-23T16:54:00.000+08:002004-07-23T18:03:40.480+08:00Ecstatic.
Even though i didnt manage to step onto the podium this year, i proved myself wrong today.
I stepped onto the track with little confidence in my own ablity.. with intention only to come in within top 8 positions today. Almost everyone in the finals today had beaten me before in all the other minor competitions.. so to say i was nervous is an understatement. Thanks kenneth for kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1090413637816651482004-07-21T20:36:00.000+08:002004-07-21T20:43:08.476+08:00"You Took My Heart Away"
Staring at the moon so blueTurning all my thoughts to youI was without hopes or dreamsI tried to dull an inner scream but yousaw me through Walking on a path of airSee your faces everywhereAs you melt this heart of stoneyou take my hand to guide me home and nowI'm in love [Chorus:] You took my heart awaywhen my whole world was grayYou gave me everythingand a little bit kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1090324310961820542004-07-20T19:32:00.000+08:002004-07-20T19:54:03.793+08:00mmm.. 1500m is fun. Not just because xide muraly and me reported just as the 1500m runners were heading for the 200metre mark. The official even threatened to add 5 secs to my time! hahaha.. We honestly didnt hear the call to report.. bah. And we didnt have to stay in the air-conditioned reporting room which reeks of 'deep heat' spray and sweat ;) I dont mind doin it again if i had the kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1090080878533748132004-07-18T00:02:00.000+08:002004-07-18T00:14:38.533+08:00Wooohoo.. selling drinks rox~! hahaha..
Spent 3 hours selling drinks for drama night.. damn fun.. tiring too. Our class sold all our drinks! Made 230bucks.. which goes to the 118 fund.
Marcus and I decided to walk around and sell drinks. We carried that flimsy tray of drinks around.. persuading people to buy. haha.. super funny sight to see everyone holding a can of drinks. Saw so many kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1089899395206843142004-07-15T21:28:00.000+08:002004-07-15T21:49:55.206+08:0023 runners.
8 lanes.
800 metres.
4 heats.
Do the math.
Arrgh. Todays 800m race was exhilerating. Never have i run alongside so many people during a track race before. Probably cos i havent run in nats before.. haha. Daunting. The sensation just before the gun goes off. Mind blowing. Thank goodness i managed to qualify =D
Bah. You know whats the worst part? THERE WERENT ANY DRINKS AT THE kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1089713185440118042004-07-13T17:41:00.000+08:002004-07-14T19:00:35.266+08:00Scary stuff... O level Chinese oral exam tomorrow. 800m heats the following day. And thats just the beginning. Chinese oral is so freaky... especially for someone who rarely speaks Chinese! argh. im so dead tomorrow. I wonder if my heart can survive 2 frightening events in a row.
Your palms get sweaty. Your heart is knocking against your ribcage violently.. as if its gonna pop up anytime. kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1088864791513300762004-07-03T22:11:00.000+08:002004-07-03T22:26:31.513+08:00Good Samaritans do exist man. Honest and kind people who leave 15 bucks, 3 dollars worth of coins, my ic, ezlink card, even a charity donation ticket.. all intact. Not a single cent missing.
It all happened today at Toa payoh mrt station after the SWIFT race. A certain SOMEONE smsed me and distracted me! Thus i dropped my precious wallet at the station i guess. Then at city hall i realized kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1088494023978425902004-06-29T15:21:00.000+08:002004-06-29T15:28:16.316+08:00NO WONDER the Singapore government bans fuking chewing gum. ITS TO PREVENT FAGGOTS FROM PUTTING THEIR FUKING CHEWING GUM ON WALLS or anywhere else! FUK LARR.. 2 days of ill luck in a row. DAMMIT!
I leaned on the pillar while waiting for the bus today. Guess what? SOme bloody fuker put his fuking chewing gum on the pillar! AND IT GOT ONTO MY UNIFORM!! THAT IS DAMN DISGUSTING! I hope the kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1088429766823432892004-06-28T21:28:00.000+08:002004-06-28T21:36:58.063+08:00I hate lizards!! STUPID LIZARD!! I was minding my own business in the lift today when suddenly I felt something drop on my head! I was like.. erm. whats that? is that water? maybe aircon leaking or whatever. So i stoned for 2 -3 seconds. Didnt know what to do. Then i looked in the mirror. Is that chewing gum? It looks light brown.. like wriggly's. Wait a minute. THOSE ARE EYES!! AND A kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1088252475030819572004-06-26T20:14:00.000+08:002004-06-26T20:21:15.030+08:00SWIFT is a budget organisation. haha.. learnt that at todays race. No pistol. No officials were there until like 15minutes before the race. People playing soccer on the track just before the race was about to start. Oh... did i mention? No runners as well. hehe.. joking. It was like an acsi and sengkang sec timetrial. There were a few other runners there as well.. but.. it didnt feel kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1088175700958027662004-06-25T23:01:00.000+08:002004-06-25T23:01:40.956+08:00Hell: You are most likely not an evil or badperson, but are quite troubled at the moment.Something is probably bothering you intensly.With so much emotion bottled up, Hell will letyou release your anger. (please rate my quiz)
**Where will you go when you die?**(now with pics) brought to you by Quizilla
what?!kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1087737229036826352004-06-20T21:05:00.000+08:002004-06-20T21:13:49.036+08:00Didn't improve.. neither did i slow down. So.. i guess that kinda sucks. Everyone is improving and i was stuck for 2 weeks in the stupid gym cycling .. alone sometimes. This is bad. Bad bad bad.
The race was not bad. Not great. Had a considerable amount of strength until the 650metre mark. That was when 2 weeks of no running kicked in i guess. Lactic buildup and the legs refused to move.kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1087578487615565392004-06-19T00:44:00.000+08:002004-06-19T01:08:07.616+08:00THE SCARIEST THING JUST HAPPENED TO ME.
i was almost in tears.
i was trembling in fear as i desperately clicked away.
It all began about 1 hour ago.
I ran a simple program which clears internet history.. etc. Then horror struck.
IT STARTED ERASING "MY DOCUMENTS" and EVERYTHING INSIDE!!
MY HOLIDAY HOMEWORK which took me the ENTIRE HOLIDAY TO FINISH!!
MY ESSAYS AND POEMS AND PROJECTS for the kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1087566191097977542004-06-18T21:35:00.000+08:002004-06-18T21:43:11.096+08:00GO Greece! Go England! Go Spain! Go France!kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1087362501158117872004-06-16T13:06:00.000+08:002004-06-16T13:08:21.160+08:00Punk'd.
Can't believe i fell for it.
Can't believe i was tricked by not 1.. not 2.. but 3 of my teammates~!
I knew leon was bluffing.. but i didnt know xide and seb were in on it too!!!
kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1087309099192738272004-06-15T22:14:00.000+08:002004-06-15T22:18:19.193+08:00OH man.. im lost and confused. And i found my handphone. Nobody called... Hope i survive the wrath of Mr. Bongard tomorrow. Hope he listens to my explaination. Being chewed up by him isnt a great sensation... especially when he won't listen to your story. You just stand there... trying to defend yourself against his booming voice... Eaten up alive. kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1087270497469427052004-06-15T11:28:00.000+08:002004-06-15T11:34:57.470+08:00SORRY Leon.. i overreacted this morning. Maybe cos i felt that i hadnt done anything wrong yet i was still gonna get screwed. I really cant find my handphone since last night. Which was probably the reason everyone is so angry. I think they tried calling last night to inform me. I admit im wrong there.. for not looking after my belongings. But still.. isnt calling after 9 p.m. abit too LATEkevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1087226363722728852004-06-14T22:45:00.000+08:002004-06-14T23:19:23.723+08:00LIBRARY DAAAY
HMPH!! Seb just said that 'this dying soul' by dream theater not nice.. YOU watch out! i'll make sure the wet toliet paper will cover your entire shirt next time! Today was nothing ! nothing~ Should have thrown more stuff at you for throwing that ice cube at my jaws .. *rubs jaw* ouch..
The library at jurong east rox!! its so high tech and new.. and so cool! Like really cool as kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1086704989481298872004-06-08T22:20:00.000+08:002004-06-08T22:29:49.483+08:00What am I doing here? Why am I here? I want to go overseas and not stay in Singapore... Anywhere... anywhere. Just away from this place. I don't want to waste another holiday. Sitting infront of the computer. Doing holiday homework... Going to ttraining... going out for movies sometimes. This is definitely not my ideal holiday. Not million years. Gross.. get me outta here!!
sigh. kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1086683526465075572004-06-08T16:28:00.000+08:002004-06-08T16:32:06.466+08:00Day 2
subject:Kevin
Status: frustrated
argh .. i dont kknow how much of this torture i can take. Having so many cool songs staring you in the face and not being able to click on them is terrible! I want my dream theater. I had enough of slow and normal songs. I wonder how much longer i can survive without succumbing to the pressure. Maybe i should just put an end to all this and click. kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1086539620215098742004-06-07T00:28:00.000+08:002004-06-07T00:33:40.216+08:00Backmasking sucks.
I'm feeling wacky today... so i gonna do an experiment. A dangerous and maybe fatal experiment. I'm gonna abstain from 'crazy' music and switch to peaceful.. 'normal' music for one week. Yes. ONE ENTIRE WEEK. I dont know how im going to do it. NO Dream theater... no metallica.. no rammstein. Argh. Just thinking about it sends shivers down my spine. But hey... its the kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1086534804612452282004-06-06T23:12:00.000+08:002004-06-06T23:13:24.613+08:00This Dying Soul
Dream Theater
[IV. Reflections of Reality (Revisited)]
Hello, Mirror - so glad to see you my friend, it's been a while
Searching, Fearless - where do I begin to heal this wound of self-denial
Face yourself man!
Brace yourself and trace your hell back
You've been blinded, living lie a one way cold existence all the while
Now it's time to stare the problem right between kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1086452027332229162004-06-05T23:56:00.000+08:002004-06-06T00:13:47.333+08:00yay!!! its 6th june! 60 years since d-day!!
kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1086367082772087822004-06-05T00:02:00.000+08:002004-06-05T00:38:02.773+08:006th June 1944.
d-day.
60 years have passed since the invasion of europe began. Nothing really spectacular happened today so i guess i'll blog about d-day since i just spent 2 hours infront of the tv watching some National Geographic documentary on d-day.
So many obstacles had to be overcome just to get 150,000 men on that sandy piece of land. The allies had to get the men up on the beach at kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1085985734415379892004-05-31T14:25:00.000+08:002004-06-01T21:31:11.376+08:00here are my 20 fav songs:
1. The Glass prison -Dream Theater
2. Spiel mit mir -Rammstein
3. Sweet child o' mine -Guns and Roses
4. Toxicity -System of a Down
5. You're a god -Vertical Horizon
7. Chop Suey -System of a Down
8. Tier -Rammstein
9. Be Like That -Three Doors Down
10. Points of authority -Linkin Park
11. 100 Years -Five for Fighting
12. You Raise Me Up -Josh Groban
13. Enter Sandman -kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1085750733054712452004-05-28T21:19:00.000+08:002004-05-28T21:25:33.053+08:00yea. Life is good again. Puked after training today. Felt dizzy and had a piercing headache. Laid down for about 20 minutes. Disorientated. First hard workout in one month. But all is well. Life is good. kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1085235729939334092004-05-22T22:16:00.000+08:002004-05-22T22:22:09.940+08:00Attention all airheads:
This is your 2nd-in-command speaking here. BE careful! the bimbos are taking over the world! They are using revolving clock thingys to distract us!! i almost fell into their trap but the great 1st-in-command airhead seb warned me in time! And beware of evil meanies lurking around with their evil shoes. They are trying to take over the world tooo!! ahhh!! all this kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1085232059636912612004-05-22T21:12:00.000+08:002004-05-22T21:22:33.030+08:00Training today was not bad. First workout i've actually completed in about 3 weeks? Feeling much better now. There's less mucus and phlegm now. I feel so guity :s
1 in 2 guys in the team are currently sniffing or coughing because of me. hmmm... I think i've even spread my flu to my poor tuition teacher. Last week when we started he was still fine. Now he was like coughing abit during the kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1085065264062793902004-05-20T22:53:00.000+08:002004-05-20T23:01:04.063+08:00You are Form 0, Phoenix: The Eternal.
"And The Phoenix's cycle had reachedzenith, so he consumed himself in fire. Heemerged from his own ashes, to be foreverimmortal."
Some examples of the Phoenix Form are Quetzalcoatl(Aztec), Shiva (Indian), and Ra-Atum(Egyptian).
The Phoenix is associated with the concept of life,the number 0, and the element of fire.
His sign is the eclipsed sun.
As a kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1084868069171588122004-05-18T16:08:00.000+08:002004-05-18T16:14:29.170+08:00Alright.. im gonna get that Dream theater cd. By hook or by crook. (no not by stealing..although it sounds good.. nah jk.. =P) Six degrees of inner turbulance. 40 bucks. So that means if i save 2 bucks a day.. i can get it in 20 days! Math good eh?
nothing much to say lately.. just waiting for holidays to come. training has gotten tougher. But i cant say yet... cos im still coughing andkevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1084716647020949002004-05-16T22:09:00.000+08:002004-05-16T22:10:47.020+08:00hahahaha... minggy you are crazy! full of random comments~! and you found an ant! That is something i would never accomplish in a million years! you found an ant!!! im such a failure!! did i mention you were crazy? yep. hahhaha. damn fun/kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1084633011195817232004-05-15T22:52:00.000+08:002004-05-15T22:56:51.196+08:00wooohooo!! i got another guy addicted on iPod. haha.. Sebbyyy.. iPod rulesss right?!! Well... its just a slick gadget with cool buttons unless you have the correct songs inside ;P
Bah. Today was ok. Had my first tuition lesson in 3 years. Math. Wow. i just realised how lousy the school teacher was and how much i had forgotten after the test. hmmmm.. kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1084540749330841052004-05-14T21:03:00.000+08:002004-05-15T21:23:30.060+08:00Lagi best. Leon Leon... you are so deprived. :P haha.. so desperate to watch that movie troy. You almost managed to convice me to go sia..
ok lets see. Today Leon, Seb, Elliot, Kenneth and me went for sort of like a x-country outing. So long havent gone out with you guys. So.. we went to Cine. But that silly seb was stoning at home and made us wait for him. Bah. So we sat outside cine (kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1084462465337202702004-05-13T23:32:00.000+08:002004-05-13T23:34:25.336+08:00Damn. You lucky people. YOU HAVE exams. And you guys leave school EARLY tomorrow. Wait for me!! For 2hours and 40 minutes! Yep! Wait for me!!!
kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1084369862238836782004-05-12T21:44:00.000+08:002004-05-12T21:51:02.236+08:00bah. My dad just left for Manchester for a business trip. For about a month. Thats about the longest time he has gone away for as long as i can remember.. And that kinda sucks. Hope nothing bad happens over there... I'm starting to miss him alittle already. don't know why. oh well.
kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1084196907377721622004-05-10T21:38:00.000+08:002004-05-10T21:48:27.376+08:00wooohoo! i got a guitar! im an offical mudd rawker now. You get a tremendous sense of satisfaction when you manage to play your favourite songs. Its like...whoa! i just played that song!... well at least the first line :P Bah. I suck anyway.. my second day so far. Already my fingers are hurting from pressing the strings. But its fun!
siigh.. im still sick! And the panadol lemon drink kindakevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1084029460821581252004-05-08T23:17:00.000+08:002004-05-08T23:25:48.153+08:00Dream theater
The Glass Prison
[I. REFLECTION]
Cunning, Baffling, Powerful
Been beaten to a pulp
Vigorous, Irresistable
Sick and tired and laid low
Dominating, Invincible
Black-out, loss of control
Overwhelming, Unquenchable
I'm powerless, have to let go
I can't escape it
It leaves me frail and worn
Can no longer take it
Senses tattered and torn
Hopeless surrender
Obsession's got me beat
kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1083948054832613732004-05-08T00:40:00.000+08:002004-05-08T00:44:08.653+08:00argh. feeling terrible now. Cannot sleep. But im soo.. tired. Must be the cough mixture. ahh... my throat. Im feeling so yucky and sicky and yucky and sicky. what am i doin here... i should be sleeping! kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1083828156482771712004-05-06T15:22:00.000+08:002004-05-06T15:39:41.356+08:00WHat is this world coming to? Life has gotten pretty interesting for me these past few days.. hmmm. OK. heres the weird part. I just got onto the bus home today.. and at the clementi interchange bus stop... 3 girls from.. i dunno what school. boarded. I looked at them and then just continued playing puzzle bubble. They chat and chat in mandarin and english.. ( yea you know what im talking kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1083677040819598552004-05-04T21:24:00.000+08:002004-05-04T21:26:42.763+08:00A day of firsts. Today was great man. Totally. I learnt to play my first tune on the guitar which sounded pretty decent =D, well... not all that decent since 'stairway to heaven' is satanic and all that. ha.. my first song on the guitar.. a satanic one whoopsies. Went to Marcus' house today with Marcus and Marcus. Since we dont have mid years =P
IT WAS DAMN FUN!! First he taught me how kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1083313638077589552004-04-30T16:27:00.000+08:002004-04-30T16:30:24.750+08:00roses are red
violets are blue
and i screwed up my exams
because of you.
what the heck is that?!
kenneth! what were you thinking when you wrote that on Mr. Bongard's birthday card?! hahaha.. its like so out of point. So leon cut out a piece of paper and stuck on top of it. 2nd attempt. Elliot started scrimbling 'happy birthday' on the new layer. Bad. So messy!! So poor leon had to take kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1083242351445316822004-04-29T20:39:00.000+08:002004-04-29T20:42:17.123+08:00What is happening to this fu*ked up world man? Suicidal idiots creating chaos in Thailand. Fu*king terrorists getting bolder and bolder after each attack. Bastards. Killing innocent people. They have nothing to lose. They exist in this world for the sole purpose of taking lives away. Don't they value the life that they have been granted with? Is the prophecy in that book true? Is the kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1083145727683298072004-04-28T17:48:00.000+08:002004-04-28T17:56:13.436+08:00HOOBASTANK
The Reason
I'm not a perfect person
There's many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1082982262333067512004-04-26T20:24:00.000+08:002004-04-26T20:27:25.216+08:00Just added Crosby's blog to the linkss. Bah. Todays math test pretty much sucked. 'only question 4 tough'.. yea right. Silly math teacher. I hope i dont fail. Why is math is hard?! Why must they torment us with logs.. and surds.. and .. ahhh *runs of to one corner and smokes*kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1082728131129098372004-04-23T21:48:00.000+08:002004-04-23T21:51:50.733+08:00Layout change!! Finally. After working so long to put the silly image of the nuke and 'fate of mankind' image... ITS DONE~!! YEP. i came up with the pictures and everything :D cool right? its a bit dark and dull.. but who cares?! whoohoo!!kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1082451633858033552004-04-20T17:00:00.000+08:002004-04-20T17:03:30.903+08:00Everything was so blur but yet so clear. I had a knife. I was standing in a big mansion. In a room. With dinosaurs downstairs. And a car in the garage. It was raining. The man shot me with his gun and missed. Screams. He shoots again. Screams. I run over and slash him with the pen knife. I think it was a red pen knife. I stabbed him. And i woke up.kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1082282823181344442004-04-18T18:07:00.000+08:002004-04-18T18:09:58.170+08:00PHANTOM PLANET
"California"
We've been on the run
Driving in the sun
Looking out for #1
California here we come
Right back where we started from
Hustlers grab your guns
Your shadow weighs a ton
Driving down the 101
California here we come
Right back where we started from
California!
Here we come!
On the stereo
Listen as we go
Nothing's gonna stop me now
California here we come
Right back kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1082124021764153312004-04-16T22:00:00.000+08:002004-04-16T22:03:14.996+08:00What is it like to fight? As in, seriously fight. And have blood splattered everywhere and have scars everywhere? To fight for what something you really love... something that is worth getting hurt for? The closest incident to a fight i experienced was in primary school. I dont think you can consider that a fight anyway.. just a few kicks. Nothing much. Does adrenaline fill your head so kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1081955503744464972004-04-14T23:11:00.000+08:002004-04-14T23:14:34.840+08:00Suddenly felt like listening to rammstein.. and i sstumbled upon the lyrics.. so here you go.
Spiel Mit Mir
Wir teilen Zimmer und das Bett
Bruderlein komm sei so nett
Bruderlein komm fass mich an
rutsch ganz dicht an mich heran
Vor dem Bett ein schwarzes Loch
und hinein fallt jedes Schaf
bin schon zu alt und zahl sie doch
denn ich find keinen Schlaf
Unterm Nabel im Geast
wartet schon ein kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1081672942704662182004-04-11T16:42:00.000+08:002004-04-11T19:51:43.733+08:00i learnt a valuable lesson today. The more you try to avoid something.. the more it will come and haunt you. This morning i was still contemplating whether i should go and run the 800metre race. But my stomach wasnt doing too well and i had diahorrea last night and this morning. Well... that wasnt the only reason i was so reluctant. Yesterday we spent the whole afternoon waiting and stoning kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1081515953550709122004-04-09T21:05:00.000+08:002004-04-09T21:08:39.653+08:00Watched Hellboy last night with the mud, elliot and seb after training. The movie was entertaining.. plot lacked depth though.. Leon said the monsters looked like they came out of an ultraman show or something. So tame and not scary at all. But it didnt matter.. as i said the movie was entertaining.. so i enjoyed it quite abit. You dont have to think while you are watching. Just laugh and kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1081340663660845212004-04-07T20:24:00.000+08:002004-04-07T20:27:07.466+08:00Wow. Rugby lost. And i dont give a damn. But at the same time i feel kinda sad for them. I knew this was coming. About ttime those arrogant ruggers were humbled by an underdog. Tennis, cricket lost.. unexpectedly earlier in the year. See drong. You see. You've been supporting the wrong sports you prick. Sent the whole school down. And they still lost. Dont get me wrong. I love the kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1081262070367221132004-04-06T22:34:00.000+08:002004-04-06T23:00:59.780+08:00argh. Dont drink coffee at night. duh. And i had to learn it the hard way. Couldnt sleep last night.. or should i say morning . Laid in bed for 1 1/2 hours after midnight. Just couldnt sleep.
Impossible is nothing. yea right. Why are people so easily swayed by three words and a cool ad? Cant you see its just a gimmick to make you think that by wearing pathetic low-quality adidas shortskevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1081179839865076702004-04-05T23:43:00.000+08:002004-04-05T23:46:41.826+08:00Pretty relaxing day. Training was tough as usual. Before that xide, chang ming and me were throwing paper balls at one another in the cafe. :p childish.. maybe. hehe.. but it was fun!! My legs are still sore from todays seemingly 'easy' training. Siighh.. postman pat said 2/3s of the class failed the physics test. so i went to popular just now my me dad to buy the silly ten year series. kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1080654684552498332004-03-30T21:51:00.000+08:002004-03-30T22:02:16.840+08:00Why does there be homework on the days when i have training? Especially those which end super late? Is it some natural instinct that teachers have? To deprive me of my sleep? These past few days have been terrible. Races during the weekends.. taking up my whole weekend in the process.. :( The only relaxation i get is after the race when we go for dinner. On top of that i think i caught kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1080309181227297682004-03-26T21:53:00.000+08:002004-03-26T21:55:32.670+08:00ok. Removed the powerwebmusic. no more spongebob song *sobs* I hope it'll stop the porn pop-ups..
Anyway.. yesterday was quite fun. hehe.. First we went to Marcus' house. Super nice. We were supposed to do the lang arts project. Guess what. surprise surprise. We just stoned around.. did some work. Play the drums. Eat. Play the guitar. Talk cock. Basically just relac one corner la. kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1080136130360456152004-03-24T21:48:00.000+08:002004-03-24T21:51:20.013+08:00Some people are complete dickheads. I cant take anymore of this. I hate you. Go away. You don't think before you act. Never have.. Think man... think!! retarded freak. I dont like you and you dont like me. If i dont disturb you... you dont disturb me!! i promise.. the next time you touch or agitate me again.. i'll punch you. I dont care of the consequences anymore. I cant just let you kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1080046559666807742004-03-23T20:55:00.000+08:002004-03-23T20:58:28.046+08:00100years
I'm 15 for a moment
Caught in between 10 and 20
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
I'm 22 for a moment
She feels better than ever
And we're on fire
Making our way back from Mars
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
I'm 33 for a moment
Still the man, but you see kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1080028637705718892004-03-23T15:57:00.000+08:002004-03-23T20:57:38.903+08:00sigh. Stupid lang art teacher. Whats wrong with my 'things that make us acsians' essay? Its NOT negative!! Just because i talk about the truth and the different side of a typical school day.. you dont have to make me REDO the whole thing right?! bah. "Unappreciative.. rather negative.. blah blah.." Now i got no inspiration. And im just typing here hopefully something will strike me while kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1079860833748078852004-03-21T17:20:00.000+08:002004-03-23T15:54:16.840+08:00ahh damn it. The stupid 'hot adult download' window keeps popping up!! i think i have closed it at least 10 times already. I bet leon clicked on the 'yes' button when the popup came out :P. This is not a porn site!! I dont know why the fuking thing keeps appearing..
bah. didnt go to church today =( Couldnt wake up cos my nose was totally blocked and my eyes were soo.. teary. So i just kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1079442016889436222004-03-16T21:00:00.000+08:002004-03-16T21:02:39.030+08:00Another day of the holidays gone. Just like that. I dont remember doing anything except erm... playing computer.. doing chinese.. watching 2 hours of tv... Samurai jack.. Spongebob.. the practice. And my hamstrings..quads..and butt is aching!! I can barely stand up and walk without falling down. =(
Oh now leon is telling me he is gonna cut me up and pull out my vas deferens.. tie it to the kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703903.post-1079347242761059882004-03-15T18:40:00.000+08:002004-03-15T18:43:03.250+08:00Man.. im tired. Stupid stupid chinese holiday homework.. gave us 78 bloody pages of assessment book to do. Which is 40 chapters.. -_- Im now on chapter 30something.. 3 and a half hours in a row. I cant do anymore pages. I feel like tearing up this orange book right now and burning it. Thats why im blogging now. Maybe im just procrastinating :P. Hey, its not my fault right.. try sitting kevinnghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16889486495484952074noreply@blogger.com