Typed this at |10/30/2007 09:25:00 PM| on Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Finished Claymore today, fucking beautiful, i tell you. I just hope there is a 2nd season and that 2nd season will not be fucking craptastic. XD
If worst comes to worst, I'll watch it again! ^_______^ Lol.
AVA tomorrow and thursday, probably some meeting that would take an hour. =/ I wanna slaaack!
Oh yeah, today's tuesday, so it means...SUPERNATURAL! WEEEE!!!!! Rofl, It's nice!!! =D
Typed this at |10/29/2007 07:21:00 PM| on Monday, October 29, 2007
I don't feel right.
And I've checked my penis and testicles, they're fine.
Uhh....hi.
Typed this at |10/26/2007 08:31:00 PM| on Friday, October 26, 2007
Last day of school, sure didn't feel like one. =P
Read the Red Rabbit by Tom Clancy for the whole day in school, right up till the last hour. XD Damn, the fucking CIA and KGB guys ain't what it's supposed to be in the movies.
Last hour in school, damn time ran past slow as hell. Got report books [HEY! I DIDN'T FAIL CHINESE!? WOOHOO!], stuff, blah blah, and then took photos together as a class.
Then went to staffroom with Clam and JW to take uhhh.....pics with Ms Neo, yeah we're clingy bastuds. XD
Went home, slept, woke up, fell asleep again, TEA!
Gotta try Earl Grey with lemon, like in the Da Vinci Code. Hell yeah.
See you crazy 2E1 people 2 months later, maybe earlier.
Typed this at |10/24/2007 07:01:00 PM| on Wednesday, October 24, 2007
i want to pon school tomorrow, because i have cca exchange day. ava is prolly going to change with netball with that ecks-gee saying it.
i dun wanna play it, i just wanna slaaaaaaccckkkkkkkkkk after today, the most boring thing happened lulz
hahahahahhaahhaahahahahahahahahaha
slept from 4 or 5 till 6 lol hahahaha tribes vengeance later, may pwn morely rofl
Typed this at |10/21/2007 05:14:00 PM| on Sunday, October 21, 2007
Yesterday was nick sim [from stomp]'s birthday, fucking boring there, just felt like going home right after the pizza lunch for some reason.
I don't know what to say about him, he's just..doesn't want to use him brain at times.
I think I have mild depression or an emo syndrome, might be harder to cure it this time by myself but....naaaaaaaaah, nothing is happening to me right? Left?
Having absolutely no mood to get up and design my next blogskin's picture, it's definitely going to be deliberately crappy and looking like a piece of shit, but I don't care. Because the theme is apathy, bitches.
I have this sinking feeling in my stomach, I think I'm hungry.
I am feeling unwanted for some reason. Maybe its my sinking feeling in the stomach.
Damn why do I always have to debunk things like that, makes me feel worse. ):
New MCR single is Mama, which I don't give a shit as I've outgrown this 'OMGMCRANDFOB!11!!!ONE!1!@!!1' mentality, I think I'm maturing in my musical tastes[as usual, FUCK YOU HIP HOP, RAP AND OTHER SHATNIGGAJIGGAWHAT 'music' with all the fugly girls, money, blingshit and motherfucking whores acting gay and singing out gay 'lyrics' MTV is responsible for showing this shit, flame them].
Should i be: a)emphathetic? b)sympathetic? c)apathetic?
Typed this at |10/19/2007 05:20:00 PM| on Friday, October 19, 2007
I am one very pissed son of a bitch today. Tomorrow might get better, but with that asswipe Zaley keeps pestering me on MSN and me replying to his ridicules with 'ridicule sense' yeah, he obviously provoked the demon today, big time.
Wonder why he can't take a 'imma strangle j00 nao buahahahahaha' joke now. Oh, must be my ridicule sense, yup, plenty space for explanation there.
Very pissed with my results, particularly English, the marking scheme has to be wacked up. And MT too, I fucking failed it. Failed, me. Haha, a joke, right?
God damn not funny.
My maths was decent, b3, fucking hell. Literature was a b4. What the fuck is this shit, science, one of my best subjects, only a b3, either I have not studied hard enough or some other thing is wrong.
I know I have studied hard, harder than last year definitely.
Just why.
Just don't piss me off next week, or I'll be one mean son of a bitch motherfucker.
Yes, I'm using expletives on myself, I don't care, I'm pissed, get out of here if your name starts with a Z and ends with a Y.
So on to apathy, like I said, there's always someone lousier than you if you think you're bad.
I think my mission's accomplished, you?
Typed this at |10/18/2007 09:54:00 PM| on Thursday, October 18, 2007
Tomorrow is the checking of scripts, sure as hell gonna be as many uhh....emo people crying about their results, especially the girls. The guys? Heck, we're apathetic[or at least, me] to whatever's going to hit us.
Those who studied hard, good job, mission accomplished [for now..>D]. Those who uhh...slacked[?], mission failed, continue/retry?
Ok that was sarcasm.
If anything happens to me, I still have my penguin emote. ^__^;;
[No, I am not going to delete the last post, this is a testament to my life, I want to log on to the internet like decades later and stumble upon this blog to see my teenage life, it would be FUCKIN' COOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLSPAMSPAMSPAM!]
Typed this at |10/17/2007 03:50:00 PM| on Wednesday, October 17, 2007
I laugh at you, Zaley. You seriously read too much books, got your fucking soul in a fucking fantasy, complete, total orgasm with you and your fucking books.
And yet.
You don't use your brain. I'm surprised you even got this far, 'controlling' yourself not to correct people's grammar, spelling and the rest of the shit on the fucking internet. And you shut yourself off the public by blocking your blog URL, and THEN have the cheek to post on people whom you did not invite to your blog, FUCKING POSTING ON THEIR TAGBOARDS.
Do you have no sense of shame? Do you have any idea what's going to happen to you when YOU cross ME?
Obviously not, since your brain is filled with fantasies of orgasm with your oh so interesting books, I laugh at you.
I laugh at you, Zaley.
Fine, enough wastage of energy trying to type out his faults, I have little time about that.
Typed this at |10/16/2007 05:43:00 PM| on Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Art, da shiz.
No school for wednesday and thursday, friday will be checking scripts, next week monday will be promotion day which us NO SCHOOL weeeeeeeee!
Watching Ghost hunters on youtube now, fuckin scary. I quote Brian Harnois, 'DUDE, RUN!' when you are in trouble of any kind.
XD
Typed this at |10/15/2007 07:15:00 PM| on Monday, October 15, 2007
This is seriously one fucked up week[the last one also]. The only days which I need to go to school is tomorrow and friday, like wtf? why not all at one go? Maybe even pushed back, I don't care. [I think i have autism? o__o]
Went arty farty at 10am today, the time form which I woke up today till just now, around 7pm. Yes, what the fuck art is time consuming and shit. Is slogging out homework, whatever in front of a computer considered PLAYING the computer? I bet 1ml of my semen[kinda hard to get la] that it is NOT CONSIDERED PLAYING THE COMPUTER.
Now I have to starve. ): And my legs are weak enough for today as it is, considering how little I stood up today. What the fuck. I feel like going, 'Yeh, you fuck ass gonna die today bitches' on everyone that pisses me off again today.
Oh there goes my dream. Aw. Fuck, why must my dreams be acccomplished only after I accomplish what my parents want me to accomplish, get out of here if you don't understand.
Shame, its a spiteful thing. You are shy, yet you show no shame in other people's impression. Yes, Zaley, you're a shameless git. Yes, I am opening fire publicly. Yes, I am fucking pissed.
I have lost my joking demeanor since sunday, became some sort of fed-up son of a bitch who is aggressive to whoever pisses him off a little.
I don't give a rat's ass to being happy now.
Suck my balls if you insist I be happy.
Typed this at |10/13/2007 11:52:00 PM| on Saturday, October 13, 2007
read the italics part please.
"Time Is Running Out"
I think I'm drowning Asphyxiated I wanna break this spell That you've created
You're something beautiful A contradiction I wanna play the game I want the friction
You will be the death of me You will be the death of me
Bury it I won't let you bury it I won't let you smother it I won't let you murder it
Our time is running out Our time is running out You can't push it underground You can't stop it screaming out
I wanted freedom Bound and restricted I tried to give you up But I'm addicted
Now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation You'd never dream of Breaking this fixation
You will squeeze the life out of me
Bury it I won't let you bury it I won't let you smother it I won't let you murder it
Our time is running out Our time is running out You can't push it underground You can't stop it screaming out How did it come to this? Oh
You will suck the life out of me
Bury it I won't let you bury it I won't let you smother it I won't let you murder it
Our time is running out Our time is running out You can't push it underground You can't stop it screaming out How did it come to this? Oh
This feeling sucks, bitch. Get it off me, anyone.
Typed this at |10/12/2007 01:55:00 PM| on Friday, October 12, 2007
G'day.
Post Carnage Report [12/10/2007]
English Literature Survival rate: 67% Damage: Yellow Potential killer rate: 33% Expectation: B4+
Time for something random....PIRATE METALLL!!!!!!! >D
http://www.myspace.com/scuurvy
HELL YEAH THEY ROCK! LOL!!!
Typed this at |10/11/2007 12:26:00 PM| on Thursday, October 11, 2007
Our hopes and expectations, black holes and revelationssssss~
Yeh da starlight is gud me likey song.
History Survival rate: 75% Damage: Green Potential killer rate: 25% Expectation: A2+
Had to write a lot. @_____@
Literature tomorrow, i don't think we need to study for it. =P
Typed this at |10/10/2007 10:28:00 AM| on Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Post Carnage Report [10/10/2007]
Mother Tongue Paper 2 Survival rate: 70% Damage: Green Potential killer rate 30% Expectation: B3+
Left with history, literature and art. Historyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy needs a hell lot of revising. i wanna make the LF win the 1959 elections or something and see how society is now.
Alt-Hist 4DAWIN!
Lol.
Major papers are over, can slack a bit more.
Typed this at |10/09/2007 10:48:00 AM| on Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Damn the section Cs. >__>;; Got screwed in the physics part! fuckfuckfuckfuckwhatismryeogonnasayaboutmenao? =P
This is sure as hell a tough paper, hope i can get something out of it.
Typed this at |10/08/2007 07:50:00 PM| on Monday, October 8, 2007
Post Carnage report [8/10/2007]
English paper 2 Survival rate: 80% Damage: Blue Potential killer rate: 20% Expectation: Pass
=P Had a lot of inference questions 'i think', 'it is', blablabla. I want to hoot the setter, set so much of this kind of qns. >O
And
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DJ! WOOOO!!! YOU ARE 14 NOW, HAPPY?! I'M STILL 13 DAMN IT! F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5!
Typed this at |10/05/2007 09:48:00 PM| on Friday, October 5, 2007
Post Carnage Report. [5/10/2007]
Maths Paper 1 Survival rate: 73% Damage: Green Potential killer rate: 26% Expectation: Pass
Maths Paper 2 Survival rate: 55% Damage: Red Potential killer rate: 45% Expectation: Borderline Pass
I got pwnt in paper 2. D:
Typed this at |10/03/2007 06:17:00 PM| on Wednesday, October 3, 2007
I am going through what I think is mass brain cell depletion with that large amounts of Maths worksheets and the looming prospect of the exams coming, along with my computer's life in the line. D:
Ah well, hope I can count on my super duper aXetreme 14398r19027459 gigacells of brainpower to pull me through maths formuli .______.
Formulas, formulaes or formuli? o__o
Well, this song is very encouraging by today's standards of lyrics which are mostly 'omg i am emo and i wanna dieeeeee ):' or 'omg i wub you so muchly! wubwubwubwub'. You get it. XD
Muse
"Invincible"
Follow through Make your dreams come true Don't give up the fight You will be alright 'Cause there's no one like you in the universe
Don't be afraid What your mind conceives You should make a stand Stand up for what you believe And tonight We can truly say Together we're invincible
During the struggle They will pull us down But please, please Let's use this chance To turn things around And tonight We can truly say Together we're invincible
Do it on your own It makes no difference to me What you leave behind What you choose to be And whatever they say Your souls unbreakable
During the struggle They will pull us down But please, please Let's use this chance To turn things around And tonight We can truly say Together we're invincible Together we're invincible
During the struggle They will pull us down Please, please Let's use this chance To turn things around And tonight We can truly say Together we're invincible Together we're invincible
I'm invincible damn it! >D
Typed this at |10/01/2007 05:28:00 PM| on Monday, October 1, 2007
Yo. =D
Today is going to be a bit relaxed, haven't started on my maths revision yet. And HOW THE FUCK DO YOU MAKE AN UNKNOWN THE SUBJECT?!?@?!?!?!?@#?!@#$?% Argh. D:
