astrozillaboy

Met this 6 yr old kid on the train. He was an angel for a second then he turned into the nightmare visualization of Astroboy. Yina and I were going home on the train from jurong east after class gathering at swensons. He was so cute at first… I stuck my tongue out at him then he stuck his tongue out at me. He was waving his astroboy badge in the air. By the time we got to kranji he was screaming up and down the train carriage and bashing my chest, and jumping about and stepping on my feet and trying to exhume my dead teddybear from its pocket (I told him it was dead hoping he would stop trying to tear it up) and banging on my bag and pretending he was astroboy and that he could fly. And he was shouting things I dunno what they were what I think maybe it is wiser not to know. Thank goodness I had my bag over my legs or else I cannot imagine what kind or sensitive appendage destruction he would do.

astroboy had turned into astrozillaboy...

Ok I admit a bit to playing with him at first and working him up to some sort of adrenaline frenzy…

But I didn’t know I would release astrozillaboy into the unsuspecting MRTland! Quite unexpectedly his mum was just sitting there, half turned away, eyes closed, completely at peace. Yina said she was prob glad I took astrozillaboy off her hands for that fifteen minutes. But I’m no ultraman. The kid was quite chubby cute tho, and I imagine quite lovable at appropriate times.

I think tokyo should invent a roll of Suzuki Duct Tape XXXL so ultraman vega or omega or popcorn or his kernel siblings can just tape up the monsters and dump them into some landfill or something. The monsters never seem smart enough to use their brains if they even have any. If they’re so advanced that they can fly across space then why do they always fall into buildings and lie there wiggling their stupid arms. Stupid monsters. If ultraman cant stand earth’s polluted atmosphere why doesn’t he just fly into orbit and shoot the bloody stupid monsters from space with his laser thingy. I don’t understand. Maybe it’s a conspiracy to get international funding to rebuild tokyo. Then the government keeps some every time aid arrives and Japan prospers without having to produce anything. Except maybe bloody stupid monsters.

levity

Someone told me ‘you’re so fulla crap’. Which is prob true. I wouldn’t be me if I wasn’t. and I wouldn’t be sane either. Not that many ppl think I’m sane anyway, cref thinks I’m from outer space and prob some ppl think I’m weird, which is ok, and some other ppl think I’m gay, which is not ok. Look, I may a bitch at times, but I’m not gay ok. Being gay means I walk like I cant control my hips, have muscular deficiencies in my wrists and talk like some horny crab is gripping my balls. Stereotypical? Well, how would ppl define a gay? I bet I wouldn’t fit in the description. Having pierced ears and wearing earrings does not mean I’m gay either. And hey I talk to girls a million times more than I talk to guys, isn't that kinda contradictory already?

I want to create a bitch club. Me and melvin and maybe joshua phua, but I think josh is too sincerely nice at heart to be a bitch. We could go around doing good deeds like visiting old folks and doing environmental preservation works like Labrador Park Watch and so on. I will be Chief Bitch and melvin will be the Chief Bitch’s Bitch. Josh can be the antiBitch, the antineutron to our neutron, the baryon to our photino. He can dispense logical and supervisory advice, while we dream up plans of world domination. It will be so much fun. I am not gay.

lil' mish

today is mich lee's b'dae!!! michelle is now eighteen... welcome to the club! i think lil' mish is the sweetest girl i know... no kidding...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

argh

went to gym today

after nearly two months

i feel like a sausage now

or i guess as close to what a sausage can feel.. i think a sausage feels like its been beaten up by. after it is compressed and churned up by metal mixers and squeezed thru a little sausage-making hole. maybe the bits of farmyard animal that made it can feel the residue of pain, you know like in the residue consciousness of the residue farmyard animal... i dunno maybe. i wonder which parts go into the sausage machine.

anyway what if i fall asleep during exams later.. i think that would be not good. maybe abel will skip the the paper again haha. then cref will screw him upside down... this is prelims omigod he'll be hunted down and cut up and sausagified just a chicken

good luck to all
but i think it needs a miracle for us to pass now
i think i need to get like 95% on this section just to pass overall

miraclemiracle but i dont think miracles happen in ao maths class. oh wait.. come to think of it actually... mr tan is like david copperfield. he makes his students disappear. in the course of a year he can reduce a class of 25 down to a dozen and then on the day of exams they all magically reappear again. but then they fail so what difference does it make.

miracles can happen i guess
if i pray for it to happen i think God will throw me into His sausage machine and create new life all over again. Ayam brand human sausage. call me Ayam. in the image of... a sausage.

blogging is so fun

blug no 1

yay
today i made a blog

unfortunately its 3 and a half hours away to ao maths exam and total death for me..
how! i dun wanna study but its exams so i guess its that or well, total death and uncomfortable silence and headscratching as you sit at your desk for two and a half hours trying to appear like you're working hard to solve your muddlematics problems..

i dint study in the end. verily.

luke somewhere out there pls know i'm keeping u in my prayers, and i know you can survive this tough time... and you'll only come out of this stronger... God bless.

i am hungry..