Asian Backstreet Boys
the crazy dudes syching to I Want It That Way
super old BSB song..
these dudes are so much better that the BSB!!!
Frankly these two boys are quite talented!!haha..
they also do chinese numbers..lol
I come to realize that friends we hold dearest to our hearts are usually those from our secondary school years(this holds true especially to me).These friends has gone through thick and thin with us. Growing up together, helping each other through times of trouble, getting each other into trouble and what-nots.
I’m not saying that the friends that I have made in very recent past are bad or not worthy to be called friends. You all are and always will be appreciated and held close to my heart. But I don’t think that you’ll understand why my secondary school friends are extremely special to me. But I’ll try to explain anyway. Pardon me for being incoherent at times as I’m not really good with experiencing my feelings with words.
These are that people that I grew up with. From day one in primary school, we stuck with each other through quarrels, misunderstanding and fights, making it thru eleven schooling years to finally reach the last sorrowful parting on Dec 2nd 2004.
These are the friends that seriously care for me and will go all out to help me get out of trouble. These are the people that are willing to go through heck load of trouble just to save my ass. I cannot recount the numerous times my secondary school friends went all out of the way just to rescue me from impending doom=)thanks a lot gals!!
These are the people that has come to accept all my bad habits and come to love me for who me are and not what i pretend to be. When I’m with them I don’t have to put up an unnatural façade just to please them or conform to whatever stereotype people think I am. I can be just plain old me. Loud, straight –forward, obnoxious me=)
These are the people that I’ve borrow money from and forget about it and vice versa. The money will just keep shuttling back and forth, ricocheting of each other until it finally comes into balance without us paying each other back. .lol..
These are the friends that i once conspired with to prank a certain teacher or innocent bystanders that are unfortunate enough to be the guinea pig of my konco’s new “experiment”.
These are the people that sneak out with me to the hang out in the computer lab so that we can finish the last level of Bubble –Bubbles by annihilating the supreme last level king! Which we managed to after about a month of sneaking out of class !lol
These are the people that will fabricate tales to teachers on my absence in class, just to save my ass from a grilling by the teacher.
These are the people that frantically try to wake me up from my peaceful slumber in class when the teacher suddenly notices that she doesn’t have my attention anymore.
These are the people that borrow me their homework to zap in the morning so I don’t get in trouble for not completing my homework..lol..still remember everyone trying to get hold of either jo’s or jann’s book..frantically copying line by line before the first bell rings..lol
These are the people that composed crazy songs and sang it on the top of their voices. Not at all worrying that anyone will think of them as crazy.
These are the people that we all raced to say thank you to in the canteen, so that the last one to be thanked has to send all the dirty dishes back to its respective stalls.
These are the people that I can gossip with for hours on end. People I can both cry and laugh with and yet they won’t think of me as less of a person=)
These are the people that knows that I’m a big scatter brain and takes advantage of it by hiding my bag, then laughs at me because I only discovered that it was gone after half a day at school..lol..proof on how much I use my books and stationary at school..lol..
Ahh..a crazy bunch like you will be difficult to come by again in this lifetime.
Although distance and time will inevitable erode the strong bonds that we used to share. I would like all of you to know that you all will always have a special place in my heart till the day I’m old and gray=)
i am not becoming neurotic,demented or whatsoever you think i'm becoming.
the following post is the rants of a demented squirrel
OK, I'M FUCKIN' SICK OF THIS FAT-KINS DIET. YOU FUCKIN' CARB COUNTING ASSHOLES REALLY
NEED TO STOP. ALL I HEAR OUT OF EVERYONE'S MOUTH IS, OH I CAN'T EAT THAT, IT HAS
CARBS.... WELL YOU KNOW WHAT, YOU NEED CARBS, IF YOU DON'T HAVE CARBS YOUR BRAIN
ROTS AND YOUR LIVER GETS DAMAGED. NICE. YOUR THIN, AND HAVE SOME WEIRD ASS MENTAL
DISSEASE AND A BAD LIVER. YEP, THE VANITY IS WORTH IT.
I'M ALSO SICK OF THIS FUCKIN' EXCHANGE PROGRAM, WHERE YOU MINUS THE FIBER GRAMS
FROM THE FAT GRAMS AND THE CARB GRAMS, TO DETERMINE WHAT THE CARB RATIO IS IN
YOUR FOOD. FUCK THAT. WHEN I PICK UP FOOD I'M NOT GONNA START DOING ADDITION AND
SUBTRACTION TO SEE IF IT'S A FUCKIN' MEAL I CAN EAT. HOW ABOUT JUST MINUSING SOME
FUCKIN' FOOD FROM YOUR EVERY DAY EATING BINGES YOU FAT BASTARDS. STOP LOOKING TO
SOME DEAD MAN FOR A QUICK FIX DIET AND JUST EAT LIKE A SESIBLE HUMAN BEING.
YOU NEVER SEE ANY FAT SQUIRRLES DO YA?
WHY?
BECAUSE WE EXCERSICE BY JUMPING FROM TREE TO TREE AND ONLY EAT NUTS. AND THE
OCATIONAL BAGEL THAT SOMEONE THROWS OUT.
STOP BEING SO CONCERNED ABOUT YOUR IMAGE AND JUST BE YOURSELF. IF YOUR A FAT
BASTARD, FINE, BE A FAT BASTARD. IF YOU'RE AN ANOREXIC JACK-ASS WITH A THYROID
PROBLEM, FINE...BE A TWIG. STOP DOING ALL THESE UNNESSECARY DIETS.
CAUSE YOU KNOW, ONCE YOU GET DOWN TO YOUR GOAL WEIGHT, YOU'RE GONNA BE LIKE:
"SURE, I CAN HAVE AN EXTRA PIECE OF CAKE, LOOK AT ALL THE WEIGHT I LOST. THEN BEFORE
YOU KNOW IT, RRRRRRWEEEEEEEETT. BACK ON A DIET CAUSE YOUR ASS IS FALLIN' OUT OF
YOUR JEANS.
JUST BE YOURSELF. EAT THAT TWINKIE. ENJOY THAT CAKE, BUY THAT EXTRA POUND OF
GOURMET CREAM CHEESE YOU ALWAYS WANTED!!! AND IF PEOPLE LOOK AT YOU FUNNY
BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO FAT OR TOO SKINNY, TELL EM TO FUCK OFF AND DIE. YOU DO NOT NEED
TO ADHERE TO THE IDEALISTIC VISION OF BEAUTY MARKETED BY FASHION MAGAZINES AND
NEGATIVELY RE-NFORCED BY A SOCIETY DUMB ENOUGH TO BELIEVE THAT BEAUTY ONLY
APPEARS ON THE COVER OF A MAGAZINE.
FUCK THEM ALL!!!
NOW WEARS MY WAFFLE SUNDAE?
Copyright: Jonathan Ian Mathers: 2004.
www.illwillpress.com
Heeeey, how’s it going? I’m not sure about the rest of you, but I’m tired of going into fast food restaurants and seeing little fat-kins approved menus!! Go fuck yourself with a fucking loaf of bread! Stop shoving this fat-kins thing in my face! When I go get fast food, I know its bad for me, but I don’t care, I like it, and I’m gonna eat it, I don’t wanna have to see signs, reminding me of, how bad of a diet I’m on.
“You’re not eating right, so we’re gonna have to put fat-kins approved menus on there for people who want to eat an alternative healthy lifestyle.”
You wanna eat an alternative healthy lifestyle? Grow some vegetables in your backyard, pick em, and eat em, and make your own damn salad! Stop cluttering up my fat filled menu, with your stupid low carb crap! Okay?
For all the dieting you people do, for all the makeovers and all that other crap that you people do to make yourselves all attractive…You’re all gonna grow old, you’re all gonna get wrinkles…And you will all, eventually die, so yeah, the super size fries aren’t good for you, but neither are the fucking pesticides in your salad alright. So, basically we’re all choosing how we’re gonna die, let me kill myself in peace, okay? You fucking controlling bastards!
These are the same type of people who spew out a fact sheet of everything that’s gonna go wrong with your body because you had to have the large fries. You know what? Next time someone tells you the health ramifications of the food you’re eating, why don’t you tell them about the health ramifications of you stabbing them in the throat? Maybe that’ll shut em up, and you can enjoy your meal.
And…shifting gears for a second…why is it that every time I’m watching a commercial for a movie; some fucking critic has to call it, “riveting”? “The film is riveting!” What the fuck does that mean? Riveting!? I don’t want riveting! Everything is riveting to these fucking critics! And I don’t give two shits if fucking…that fat bastard and that other guy, sticks his thumb up into the air! No one gives a shit if some dumb fat guy with glasses “approves, or disapproves, of a movie. Well, I thought the cinematography was quite interesting and”…Shut the fuck up!
Shut up, put your thumb down, and stop eating the popcorn! Let me watch the film first, before my head gets filled with this nonsensical critiquing from some body who just sat around his whole life, and watched movies in his house!
Just because you’ve seen everything, doesn’t mean you understand it. Shut…up!
This guy sticks his thumb in the air like he’s fucking Caesar like his review means anything, to anybody, and God forbid if I come across somebody that says “well you know, they gave it two thumbs up” well you know what, here’s one finger up! Okay? I’m not going to see this movie with you! You fucking bastard! Cause then, you know, you go to see the movie with this fucker, and they come out, “huh, that thumb guy was right, the cinematography wasn’t so great.”
Yeah, okay, then you gotta kill him with a bucket of popcorn, and you know want ensues after that…police, broomsticks, it’s a whole ordeal, and you don’t need that!
I’m going to the movies by myself…leave me alone!
And if there’s fat-kins approved popcorn at the snack bar…I’m killing everyone!
Good Day To You!!!Empty Decorations
I wake in the dark
Showers of light
Moments of emptiness surround
Floating away
No words of hope
Reality brings me
To the ground
What can i do ? What can i say ?
I need a place to hide away
Just for a while, just for a smile
Just for the life i used to know....
.....Where every song was filled with words of love and not of anger
What if they go ? What if they leave me far behind ?
Cause i don't wanna be alone
Living life all on my own
I don't wanna live my life in isolation
Filled with empty decorations
Cause i wanna be with the people that i know
Who will do the things i do
Making all my dreams come true
I don't recognise the shadows on my door
Although i've seen them all before
Because the only thing i really want is to be with you..(all of you!!).
I look at the sky, it looks back at me
I can hear the silent melody
I know that i'm here
In the end i am lost
Alone in confusion by the breeze
Hiding my face, crying alone
I need to find my way back home
Back to the place, those wonderful days
Living the life i used to know....
....Where every smile was born out of the love and of sincerity
And every tear from overflow with joy....
This song sorta sums up how i feel nowadays...really crappy...... empty ...sick..tired..helpless
falling into an abyss...
Eysenck's Test Results |
Extraversion (87%) very high which suggests you are overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense too often of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity. Neuroticism (26%) low which suggests you are very relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic. Psychoticism (55%) medium medium which suggests you are moderately self interested, willful, and difficult, while still respecting the well being of others. |