a not very beautiful mind;

russell crowe has a very short tongue, and i spent most of the time trying to decipher all that he was speaking. cos not just his incredibly short tongue alone, his voice is really deep and he speaks as if he's whispering in the show. i think junming resmebles russell crowe in terms of build, and john nash in terms of actions and behavoir. not that he is retarded or what, but his actions are just mockingly hilarious. but yah, you'll get what i mean if you watch it. mr whiteway walks like john nash.

i watched my first STAR WARS movie yesterday with sihong and amanda. it was funny, okay i think it is. and sihong doesn't get why i laugh. but amanda gets it. anakin has horrible eyes, his pupils are forever hanging up there. kenobi wasabi has nice voice. yound kids are called younglings. zoda looks like a jumping green bean. and his hair looks like white cotton candy.

okay, may the forces not be with you. but be with me always.

she screams;
he weeps

boy god save me, for not revising my chinese for 2 consequetive days. and i'm feeling guilty like God knows what. well all thanks to my over-worrying parents. now nothings done, since wed when i finished my sec.2b chinese.

the day's drawing near, and amanda's bday too.


why does she not fear?
she screams and he weeps
the onlooker watches in fear
though it was all a different tongue

the onlooker asks, "aren't you afriad?"
she replies, "no. its just ending."

here's the chorus of this new song i wrote. its not about me breaking any boy's heart (maybe not yet or anytime soon), but abt breaking God's heart. i'm not sure if its God speaking to me or not, but it is about doing the best for Him. this shall be the best I wanna do for Him.

so here goes...

*do not steal pls. tell me if you like it.

I prayed that night You would mend Your heart
I prayed that night You would be alright
I've hurt you so much, too much
I heard you cry when you watched me fall
I never knew You felt that way
I didn't know You were my friend
For You are God.

well i guess everytime when i sin, i never realise how God actually feels about it. like because, HE IS GOD. like will someone so great and mighty feel hurt and disappointed when he has the power to make things go his way? you never know how many times you just gotta say sorry, cos SINNING IS OUR NATURE. but for now that's the song for him. the verses and pre-choruses aren't very developed yet. ask me to play it for you next time alright, when its done.

til then, happy mugging EVERYONE, and happy holidays BASTARDS.

i think you need a cap;
no a crash helmet would be better.

do you feel it? THE EXAMS ARE OVER!!!! YES, OVER! NO MORE for now, and YAY!

alright, just got home after dinner with The Kohs/Koks and it was so lame. just realise my parents are really lame sometimes. my dad was like some lame ass sharing about all the kinds of meat he had eaten before. my bro was like asking him how dog meat tasted like, and he told my bro he'll buy it for him if go to malaysia. and my mom said my dad's nose bled after he ate dog meat. and he has eaten corcodile, emu, orstrich, IGUANA, and dog meat before.

yucks.

he said IGUANA meat tastes really smooth just like chicken neck. well, i don't enjoy meat as much as he does, and im very picky about my food. i only a certain kinds of chicken, and a certain kind of pork. beef has been okay, and i actually like it more than chicken and pork. yea, beef spells my name as well right. so i had dumpling noodles for dinner. and it was nice, but the soup was horrible. so you know why i never order my food in soup, cos if the soup taste PORKY, i will hate it and i'll feel really grumpy after eating it, and i'll COMPLAIN. so here you have a short little 'CHRONICLES TO THE BELLA KOH diary"

when we were in the car, we were talking about bird shit and stuff and it was so funny. and my mom was like, "i think next time you all better wear caps out." and then my dad was like, "why don't you wear a crash helmet just in case a nut on the aeroplane fall on you."

im in hyper mode cos the exams are over, and we're gonne have some real good fun NEXT SAT. oh my, can't wait. so i say EVERYONE IN THE BAND GET TIPSY, how about it. cool shit. we'll just really have fun.

my mom's taking her high way code tmr. and she asked what to bring, and i said your brains are enough. she thought i was trying to be rude. but obviously your brain will tell you what to bring as well. so good luck to her.

do you feel the oomph?

fuck.

that's what describes almost everything. maybe not. but well most of it.

its so fucked up.

yes, im a bad christian. thank you. but i don't really ________________. well maybe i will again, someday.

its the same old routine. and i wonder why. yah, its me.

okay.

happy holidays, bastard(s).