the total random cheekz!
31.7.08 @ 2:00 PM
ok.. i am really bored and sleepy right now..
fruits are so not delicious after awhile..
lisbeth is sitting behind me.. idk what she is doing..
cause i don't have eyes behind my back..
she says i am so lame when i am bored..
kickass..
XD
its like the pot calling the kettle black..
ok, she decided to be the kettle..
so i will be the pot..
if u want healthy potato chips, go find her..
cause she can produce kettle cooked potato chips..
and felix the hottie is standing right in front of me..
damn it..
guys shouldn't be allowed to be THAT hot..
or be allowed to blow off dust from their handphones..
cause its just gay..
no, felix didn't do that..
the sexy french teacher who has nothing but purple shirts did tt..
oh wait, he does have something else..
hot sex..
XD
hi lisbeth here?(:
i can type with one hand!
YAY ME!
:DDDDDD
kayyy.byebye.
by the way before we end..
just to let ya know..
this post is labelled as the total random cheekz!
fitting title for the queens and everyone else..
KISS MY ASS!
christian is mai looboy's name
@ 12:40 AM
ohhhhhhhhhhh people.. hichews!
today was so much better than yesterday..
and i think i am so happy today..
photos with the girls later..
BUT UHHHHHH..
rin refused to take photos.. D:
so there is only group photos of us..
which i have to wait for celestine to send me.. idk when.. lols..
there was voice and group dynamics test today..
both went ok la..
i don't think i will be fantastic but i think i won't fail either..
dumb ehh, whatever..
kiss my ass..
that is my new favourite phrase, kiss my ass.. lols.. idk why..
ok, we were supposed to go sentosa today..
but then we totally just slacked our time away in mooncash(starbucks) and then went gyukaku in chijmes..
waaaaaaaah, i swear on my icecream that right, the milk pudding there is godsent..
so heavenly..
XD
so glad that i made the right choice..
sorry maccha, u have to make way for THE milk pudding..
so dinner was great, finally got to eat my gyuutan.. been wanting it for the longest time ever..
it was quite a short dinner actually.. but we chatted and chatted..
whole range of topics actually..
then at the end, i tried the pick up lines..
and got comments like..
now, she shows her true colours of being junno's fan..
she actually looks abit like junno..
ohmygod, don't make me pour hot tea on you..
lols, apparently it isn't very well received..
but they are the hilarious man..
so funny!
i promised to tell G more tomorrow! XD
yay!!
ok, i saw my eyecandy today, cute as ever..
and azouline knows him..
D:
i think he is really really really cute..
but then again, i think he MAY be attached.. so idk la..
if he is, then i guess i will never look at him in that way again..
cause i think its wrong..
=/
-shrugs-
just think that he is so friggin' cute uhh..
and he's got quite a nice name too..
^^
looboy's got a name! :D
ok, i will be really evil and hope he doesn't have one..
just so i won't feel really bad taking him for my eyecandy..
ok la, whatever.. if it is, it is..
if it isn't, it isn't..
enough.
idon'tneedanotherrepeatofwhathappened2yearsback.
better go look for pickup lines to entertain G tmr..
seriously man.. can't ul my picchars..
share tmr or smth..
hopefully rin will allow me to take her photos..
and she damn cute uhh..
keep trying to matchmake her nephew with us when she secretly thinks he is hot..
lmao..
XD
the girls are damn good company..
complete? no? i don't know man.. why don't u tell me?
it's so painfully obvious that i wonder why has no one realised? or did they all choose to keep silent? an unwritten rule in the book? i am so confused right now, it all seems to be down in the gutter. no one bargained for this, i didn't. so why is it happening to me? as if the last 2 times weren't bad enough. i hate.ARGHHHHHH!
30.7.08 @ 12:14 AM
today has all in all been a faggot day..
D:
apart from the quite long chat with rin, ry and gg..
i think i would say today officially sucked ass..
seriously..
the first thing i get when i go school is carpet burn..
fuck.
then i get serious fattening cravings for sinful chicken drumlets..
fuck.
and i proceed to eat icecream..
fuck.
then when i get to kino and at the counter i realised my atm card is missing..
fuck.
best thing is, i don't even know where it is..
fuck.
this big glaring hole there and i don't even realise it for the whole friggin' day..
fuck.
and then during dinner, my phone died on me..
fuck.
going home, i couldn't flag down a friggin' taxi for don't know how long..
fuck.
on top of all that, i dropped my stuff don't know how many times today, from bags to chairs..
fuck.
if all these happened over a span of time, i have nothing to say..
but it has to happen all within the same day..
what the hell seriously, today is such a friggin' unlucky day..
D:
tomorrow better be good..
but tomorrow will be a really busy day..
ahhh whatever..
rarely ever so unlucky..
and in case anyone worries, i blame no one but myself for all these..
crapnuts..
i have tons to do before i can say goodnight..
ciao people..
hope u had a good day unlike me..
D:
i like my friends alot.. ^~^
BATMAN!!!!
28.7.08 @ 10:55 PM
my new favourite superhero is BATMAN!
he is so heartbreaking, so cool and so funny all at the same time..
and my favourite scene in the dark knight definitely has to be where the prisoner threw the detonator out of the window..
woah.. woah.. woah..
it was so totally unexpected and somehow i was quite touched uhh..
the bad guys may not neccessarily ALWAYS be the bad guys..
and the good people with all their so called morals, they may not be exactly that great either..
XD
reminded me of the prisoner game we played last week..
resemblance was uncanny..
the scene kept replaying during my whole journey home..
and a pity that the joker will never act again..
he was awesome..
although more than once i felt like throttling him..
edison chen appeared in the show..
for like less than one second.. lmao..
but the whole show was damn damn damn good..
i think i teared a little at the end when batman sacrificed himself..
D:
superman and spidey, u can kiss batman's ass..
he is THE superhero..
it is a really really really awesome show.. like seriously kick ass..
>.<
byebye..
i got tons of work this week..
-sians-
junno10
27.7.08 @ 12:21 AM
third week of working in kitchen on saturday..
even the dishwasher is such a perv..
D:
but i think they are slowly getting used to me..
pretty nice bunch..
BUT THEY ARE MAJOR PERVERTS!
seriously..
=.=
crackpots, the whole lot of them..
because of today, i know that the dishwasher gets his dose of porn from the internet..
and the best thing?
i don't even know his name..
zgrahhhs!
lols.. i shall not go into the details of what funny happenings occurred in the kitchen today..
slightly rated.. ok not slightly.. is the most rated week alr..
i think unless naima really hates me..
i will still be working in the kitchen next saturday..
and someone with a beer belly is pissing me off real bad..
D:
quite irritated today..
but not cause of beer belly but another person..
hello? i am not paid to do YOUR share of work..
=.=
zomg, make your own settings and all can..
u think i so free to do all that for u huh..
was really quite annoyed..
but whatever.. the kitchen staff sent me into peals of laughter..
maeda-san can lie very well..
and I AM GETTING MY PAY SOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hey people, when the restaurant's grand opening is set, come support me on that day kay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
XD
every single singaporean who is reading this post..
the food is pretty good albeit a tad pricey..
but worth it..
its called tamaya bar and dining?
near the starhub centre, between centrepoint and OG that stretch of shophouses and there is even a bar next to it.. (stupidbeerbellyD:)
come come come.. i think grand opening's around end of august..
^~^
if u think i am totally perverted..
come meet the kitchen staff, u will know the true meaning..
XD
lisbeth, if u think i am funny..
this guy is even funnier.. like waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay funnier..
XD
bow to the junno-ism..
my mum seems to be reading this!
26.7.08 @ 1:22 PM
ya know.. i am gonna be careful about what i type now..
cause i just heard something that kinda seriously scared the fucking balls outta me..
D:
u wouldn't wanna know..
just plain weird uhh..
or maybe i should just start typing in morse code or something..
D:
my stupid LV duffel costs a freaking 630 POUNDS..
just gun me down seriously..
oh and i totally forgot to mention that the thinking of the smiley face products (wallet and bag) is driving me insane..
WHOEVER WHO INTRODUCED SHOPPING TO ME SHOULD BE HELD AT GUNPOINT, TRUSSED UP TIGHTLY AND THEN FEED THE SHARKS AFTER WHICH THE BONES TO BE USED TO MAKE SOUP..
zomg..
the sinful pleasures in life..
celestine, is your smiley bag from samantha thavasa?
or not?
i saw an orange wallet version of it..
nearly suffered from spasms..
i must think of some way to improve my finances..
D:
i love bags, clothes, books, perfumes, magazines, socks, shoes, underwear..
whatever ok..
the day i start to like shades, i will just officially declare myself a bankrupt..
poor as a pauper or a church mouse..
if u don't get whatever i am saying, good for u..
cause i don't either..
just feel like wallowing in self-pity..
T.T
ok focus..
group dynamics chapter one..
D:
my journal entries can go eat shit..
and lisbeth is the funniest crap i ever met..
prawn baby, prawn it all the waaaaaaaaaaay!
original joke by the smarty-warty aka yours truly..
Q: When is a crab shy?
A: When its cooked.
(you don't get it? how dumb.)
CAUSE IT TURNS ALL RED WHEN ITS COOKED!
now laugh.
-ducks from all glaring looks-
materialistic bitch
25.7.08 @ 10:28 PM
went taka-ing with lisbeth today..
have i ever mentioned?
taka is my ultimate favourite haunt..
have never gotten tired of it..
shopping centre with a good blend.. i like..
got a couple of items, crapped alot, ate prata sausage twice and bitched abit..
XD
life's good..
and i received email that i may be able to help out at F1!!!!!!!!
getting paid somemore..
how's that!
i get to see my desired F1 and get paid to help..
:woots:
ok anyway, i think i am a really materialistic bitch..
but u know what?
i don't care..
everyone is a bitch anyway.. in some way or another..
and it would be a lie to say u will reject getting that new lets say, LV? burberry? kate spade bag when its dangling like a carrot in front of u..
i am just being honest..
:D
freakballs, i really really really really want that LV duffel bag alright..
like i want it alot..
damn pretty.. D:
and the fendi baguette..
does anyone know how much the baguette costs?
the LV one is most likely out of range la..
D:
and my mum will gun me anyway..
i still love and adore sales and cheap stuff..
ok, put it plainly, i love shopping and anything nice..
not just branded goods, but the whole love for shopping..
XD
go on, shoot me..
time to tidy my table..
CAPRICORN - The Go-Getter
Patient and wise. Practical and rigid. Ambitious. Tends to be good-looking. Humorous and funny. Can be a bit shy and reserved. Often pessimists. Capricorns tend to act before they think and can be unfriendly at times. Hold grudges. Like competition. Get what they want.
SAGITTARIUS - The Happy-Go-Lucky One
Good-natured optimist. Doesn't want to grow up (Peter Pan Syndrome). Indulges self. Boastful. Likes luxuries and gambling. Social and outgoing. Doesn't like responsibilities. Often fantasizes. Impatient. Fun to be around. Having lots of friends. Flirtatious. Doesn't like rules. Sometimes hypocritical. Dislikes being confined - tight spaces or even tight clothes. Doesn't like being doubted. Beautiful inside and out.
two cause, sometimes i am abit of the two?
end of saggi and start of capricorn..
i think most quite true except for the tends to be good looking, patient and wise and beautiful inside and out..
XD
judge?
i am 17!! D:
@ 12:04 AM
i don't think i look like a 15year old..
seriously.. the trend nowadays is to (ohgreat, mitchell requests research on aggression, fantastic timing) SUSPECT THAT I AM NOT 17..
ok, technically speaking, 16 and 7 months..
but i am not a young kid..
D:
grahhs seriously..
i am friggin' 17 year old yo..
don't look so surprised when i tell u..
the worst was not from the tamaya customers yesterday that were apologising profusely about getting my age wrong..
"we thought u are very young, sorry."
i didn't need to know that.. =.=
but the damned taxi driver today said this..
"wah, so late already still not in school ah? where u want to go? which secondary school?"
-bangs wall-
i am in friggin' poly for god's sake..
the taxi uncle didn't seem to believe that i am studying in a poly and kept glancing at the mirror for the whole journey albeit it was a short one..
so whatever.. =.=
its no surprise that i can't wait to grow up..
nao kindly told me yesterday even if i put make up will be like a child trying to act grown up..
DDDDDDDDD:
but then again, she thinks i look like a 14 year old..
even worse..
=.=
is there some way to look older?
oh and throw in boobs reduction..
thanks in advance..
-.-
fucking pissed
24.7.08 @ 1:03 AM
i dont care if i shouldn't be blogging now..
but i am really quite fucking pissed..
cause i only had 2 fucking hours of sleep yesterday..
i just got home from work mere minutes and then i am told that i have to do something that i have absolutely no idea i needed to do..
and i haven't even bathed..
fucking hell..
its no one's fault..
but i am fucking pissed and annoyed on top of a million other things..
so right now..
i have to fucking re-do my research.. third fucking time..
and complete the ppt before i can even bathe or sleep..
if i snap/growl/scream/whatever at u tomorrow..
don't even fucking blame me..
cause u will face even more shit.. i swear..
this includes everyfuckingperson..
the fucking severe lack of sleep is not helping at all..
just die, seriously.. i am so irritated i can snap your neck in two this fucking moment..
and its not as though i can skip lessons.. just go die..
i haven't felt so friggin' pissed in ages..
it doesn't help that I AM DAMN FUCKING TIRED AND I WANT TO FUCKING GET SLEEP FOR AT LEAST 5 HOURS.
cheebye.
and i am not even half sure how the ppt should be..
fucking asshole.
my best friend
22.7.08 @ 10:32 PM
this is my 300th post..
funny ehh.. this is the post i am writing for my one and only best friend and its the kinda special number..
^~^
To: The girl who is made up of so much win and love
Today is her 18th birthday, the day where she is legalised to do alot of stuff, but i know for sure, definitely that she will not do anything of those nature. SHe is even more innocent, more naive than me. The first time a couple of years back when she told me she likes The Click Five, I was so shocked I had to no idea how to reply her. If you people know, I have so many idols, but she never had any one exact idol. Yea, musicians sure, but not one specific idol. For the whole night I was in surprise. I don't rememeber at what age I knew her because I was probably too young. I am 17 this year and her 18. Approximate estimation of the age when we first knew each other was probably when we were 3 or 4. Yea, that young. Over the years our friendship has not exactly been strong. We have never ever quarrelled even once. Maybe because I liked her too much? From when I could remember, I have always always always thought she is very smart and hardworking. Yea, there were times when I was really really jealous of what she possessed. I mean c'mon, for someone as normal as myself, I felt really really happy to have her as a friend and yet at the same time, damn friggin' jealous of what she has achieved. I remember one incident, hmm, that time we finished our used to be weekly ritual of bowling and then she was most probably primary6? Cause we were discussing where we would go after our PSLE. She chose SCGS, I couldn't decide, but then one thing that was agreed upon was that we wanted to go to the same secondary school together so that we can see each other daily. It is almost corny, but I have to smile everytime I think of it. It is so many many years back, but I find it so cute. I always found it easy to read the emotions on people's faces, but she is always the exception. Even till today. I can lie very well, no matter to who and likewise, she is also the exception. She caught me once with my first boyf, I could have denied it immediately, but for unknown reasons I didn't. She didn't mention it again after. We are polar opposites of each other and I mean it when I say we are really different. She is calm, controlled, reasonable, hardworking and focused whereas I am more wild, opinionated, talk alot more and change my goals quite easily. Just like water to fire. So, I can't really say I disagree with the phrase opposite attracts. Cause me and her are really really different. She is the one female that I really respect and like alot. Sometimes I suspect I am more inclined and likely to listen to her than to my mum. We don't talk till the ends of the world, but then somehow we always will know. For one, I didn't know this till my dad told me, but we got the same phone. She didn't know when I changed my phone and neither did I know she was going to get that phone so I went ahead and bought the phone. Couple of weeks later, my dad said she got the exact same phone as me. I was pretty surprised. She had wanted a phone pouch for her birthday and I got it for her before I knew she wanted it. Same goes for my pencil case. I personally thought it was pretty cool. Went on countless overseas trips with her. I don't know how to say this, but then hey girl, thanks for all the years of friendship. I don't know what may happen in the future, but thanks for creating countless of beautiful/funny/longlasting memories with me. I don't even know if you remember them, but still, thanks alot. They mean alot alot to me. Even if I have never once told you. And girl, the first time you go out to work and take your second pay, I will hunt you for a treat. Because the first time, you would definitely leave for your family. And if you choose to go overseas after your A'levels, I will save up for an airticket to visit you. Good luck for your a'levels girl, don't stress too much, you will do well, cause you always will. Just perform your usual magic. Stay healthy and smile.
From: The girl that is always running after you
before hols
@ 9:00 PM
1. Group Dynamics revision (EOS exam)
2. Intro to Psych revision (EOS exam)
3. Social Psych revision (EOS exam)
4. Stats revision (EOS exam)
5. Social Psych presentation6. PCM lesson plan presentation
7. Applied Drama project presentation
8. Voice monologue presentation
9. Devised Drama play
10. CRS test
11. Creative Comm test
all these need to be completed before holidays can come..
D:
did i miss out anything?
and bff, happy birthday to u..
even though u will never see, but my essay for, be patient kays..
my one and only bff.. XD
finally u are 18, known u for over a decade, a few more years and we can celebrate our second decade together..
my most trusted ally..
ilu.. XD
me+natsuki & hairproducts
@ 7:43 PM
school was awesomely tiring today..
no, actually it wasn't even tiring, but i was just tired..
D:
school holidays, -waves madly-
so desperate for holidays now..
but then again it would mean that my dreaded psych exams would be saying hi to me too..
so on the other hand, no, i guess not..
DD:
can't make up my mind..
and i can't decide if i will use janel's mean girls monologue for tomorrow..
a tad short ehh..
and have to mail mitch the gender prejudice stuff tonight..
remind me again, why am i in poly?
oh right, cause i have no friggin' choice..
i flunked my science..
whatever..
grabbed this from celestine's blog.. XD
went out with the hair products and took neos..
its rarely boring with the hair products..
the gossip/intellectual discussion about JE never fails to amaze..
and my favorite OL friend..
office lady, old lady.. take your pick.. ^~^
sunny's accident
21.7.08 @ 11:29 AM
sunny got into a car accident on saturday..
to be perfectly honest, i was staring at my phone in shock..
i totally have no idea how to fucking reply to that..
sunny is like one of my closest friends..
how would u guys react to hearing that your close friend got into a car accident..
i don't know the exact details..
cause i don't wanna ask and honestly, i don't wanna know..
i don't know how i would react to it..
she said she saw life..
i have never been in a car accident so i can't say for sure..
but she is only one year older than me..
how less frightened could she have been..
but i was really damn mad when she said she can't go to the hospital cause she has to complete her project..
oh fuck her group mates..
why don't u guys just go bang your puny heads against the wall and then continue to do your homework?
u don't treasure your lives doesn't mean it is the same for others..
anyone who thinks homework/project is more important than life should just die..
i mean it..
without life, where would your so-called important project/homework be?
hanging in space, in the middle of no where..
fucking retards..
no sunny, i will not play evergreen in your funeral..
i will really kick your coffin open and shake u until u come back to life..
if u die, who will bullshit with me?
who will oogle over pretty stuff with me?
who will go shopping with me?
no one will be on the same wavelength with me anymore..
so, no, unless i die first, u aren't allowed to die..
if not i will send..
and scare u into waking up again..
understand?
don't pull this a second time on me girlfriend.happy birthday mom!
@ 11:05 AM
no school today cause ah tummy ache..
and happy birthday mom..
XD
yayyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
we celebrated yesterday..
like went shopping and all..
i think its been a helluva long time since i went shopping with them?
D:
oh wells..
got a couple of new items and that's about it..
i hope sunny won't suffer from head concussion..
DDDDDD:
don't become stupid babe..
and its time i finish my essay on intro to psychology..
get it over and done with once and for all..
zgrahhhs!
i want to achieve essay completion and revsion of groups today..
^~^
byebye people!
ohhh, i changed my icons..
not quite matchy matchy..
but whatever..
XD
now, they have everyone that i like alot.. XD
kamisama, junno, maki, KAT-TUN, ryouchi, ohmiya and yuto..
makichan!
@ 1:39 AM
i don't swing the lesbian way..
but..
KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~~~~~~!!!!!
-dais-
imo, she has got to be the cutest girl ever. period.
dammit, she is too cute alr..
D:
i really really really really like her wide eye innocent look..
zomgodliness.
i am straight.. BUT I FIND HER REALLY CUTE LA!
seriously, i should have just went on and buy her poster when i was in japan..
but then again, if i had to choose one..
i think i would have end up getting alot.. D:
kamisama > junno > horikitty
no joke.
it doesn't take a genius to figure out she is my favourite actress..
XD
weekly homework!
19.7.08 @ 2:11 PM
its that time of the week again..
homework list..
D:
1. Devised Journal entry
2. Voice Journal entry
3. Intro to pysch essay
4. Group Dynamics revision
5. Social Psych revision
6. Stats revision
7. Applied Drama reading
kimura11
@ 10:25 AM
u know.. when u start to get used to the nicknames people give u, it does not bode well..
D:
i think i am starting to get used to being called mushroom..
wahhhhhhhhhh.. sian..
i personally dont think i look like a mushroom though..
just that i am getting used to the nickname..
oh yes people, don't contact me on wednesday, friday and saturday after 6.15 and before 10.30..
i am working, so i won't be able to reply u all..
unless its non-urgent like spazzing about edward cullen..
cause even if its urgent, i can't do anything..
my phone's not with me, so i can't reply..
and i think its better for my heart when i check my phone and i don't see like 10 missed calls and 13 messages..
XD
went to get the raw materials for yuma's present before work yesterday..
guess who i saw?
mitchell poon..
he was coming out of the store i was about to enter..
wahhhhhh sg is really damn small.. lols..
so surprised to see him there..
totally unexpected..
okay anyway, i think soyjoy tastes pretty good.. the apple flavour comes with a tangy feel and the blueberry one is just so sweet..
:hearts:
yesterday, gatsby advert was shown in class..
mai husband was on the big screen baring his chest off to anyone who wants to see..
-sighs-
but whatever..
i agree that as long as he endorses a product..
i would be highly tempted to get it..
XD
and ezzat should go eat my gatsby wax..
=.=
gatsby deod does not make u sexy, it makes u smell good..
at least for like 30 mins u can smell like how mai husband smells like..
he is too sexy for u to even start to imitate..
u are like 20 years too early.. XD
and u know what, i don't even care if he will be 36 and really old..
cause he will still be mai husband..
XD
shit, i think i am mad to hold a convo with myself..
D:
but anyway the point is, he is my favourite guy on planet earth.. period.
even LB is 10 years too early.. XD
at least even till today, just seeing him makes my heart go as fast as the bullet train..
ok anyway..
even after working for so long..
my legs still ache after standing for like 4 to 5 hours..
idk why..
D:
shouldn't they have developed the resistance or smth alr?
but no, they still ache like mad..
esp the soles.. D:
whai like that!
ok, off to complete/attempt to complete my homework!
if u didn't understand what i was going on about.. its ok..
cause i don't either.. (:
i swear, the next starnger that asks me if i am singaporean, i will tell them i am from pulau ubin.. =.=
what business is it of yours whether i am chinese/singaporean or not?
D:
i don't understand why people so curious..
and please ah, my face i think left, right, up, down, in, out..
is pure chinese/singaporean..
kimura10
17.7.08 @ 11:49 PM
tweedums.
i tried something new today..
not that word dumbass..
i don't even know where that word came from..
i just felt like saying it..
and i am really high on crack today..
or just from breathing in oxygen..
i think lis suffered alot today..
made her listen to all my blabbering nonsense..
but its ok..
she was laughing throughout..
laughing is good for health..
XD
ok, i better start talking about constructive stuff if not mitchell poon will start to say my blog's the best toilet in the world..
full of crap..
D:
i think he is a pretty nice guy..
and i don't really feel insulted when he says shutup..
cause his face is too retarded..
so i end up finding it funny instead..
XDD
hmm.. let's just say the turn of events in class have been quite surprising..
i don't really know what to make out of it yet..
but whatever, let things take its natural course then..
there is nothing much i can do anyway..
and it may end up the case of, the more i do the worse it gets..
am i really that bad/scary when i debate?
D:
don't hate me for it kays..
i just hate not being able to clarify things..
he's da bomb.. seriously.. puuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrfect. yums!
too good to be true
@ 1:07 AM
ohmaibloodygod.
today is too good to be true..
i managed to scrape a pass for my psych exam..
i feasted on my eyecandy like nobody's business..
i even took the same train as him twice..
and rosie just informed me i managed to scrape a 89 for my applied drama essay and 82 for my presentation..
pawnage.
XD
but i can't help but worry that i may have bad luck..
DDDD:
ohmaifreakinggod.
i still can't believe rosie's not kidding me..
its too good to be true..
if things can get any better i will wish to be friends with my EC..
-does victory cheer-
RANDOMMMMM!
15.7.08 @ 6:57 PM
i am quite rich at the start of the year..
but whenever it comes to the july/august period i get quite poor..
cause of the massive amount of presents i am giving out..
aka, presents for people i am actually bothered about..
I HAVEN'T BUY PRESENT FOR MY DADDY!!
D:
ok, that sounded mean..
but whatever..
i am just here to complain that i am belli poor right now..
DD:
my atm card's account is dwindling to 3digits figure..
online shopping is NOT helping at all..
but i hope i will clear both sprees by this friday..
less emotional stress..
and cc test tmr..
good luck to janelnelnelly for the talenttime tmr!
may claire be in a good mood and love u alot..
did i mention that i love katjes and haagen dazs?
well, the newest addition is the natural confectionary co.
XD
baibai people..
i better do my voice homework.. if not claire will be in a bad mood..
felix is the bomb!
homework list
11.7.08 @ 11:16 PM
1. 2 Devised Drama Journal entries2. 2 Voice Journal transcription
3. Voice dialogue intonation4. Applied Drama readup5. Intro to psych essay
6. Group Dynamics homework
7. Group Dynamics revision
8. Social Psych revision
9. Stats revision
10. PCM Journal entryto be completed this week ontop of my work schedule and raging fever..
D: sian man.
amanda & co.
10.7.08 @ 8:02 PM
been reading articles here and there..
and seriously, some people should grow up..
mother mok said today that some's school education system teaches their students to solve problems, think creatively..
but apparently, it is not helping their maturity level..
i was highly riked by some comments on a paticular subject..
and honestly, if u know nothing about the topic, just shut the fuck up..
don't act like u know alot and then come around and say u don't care..
cause seriously, u would sound damn dumb, no matter what u think..
and yeahh, if u have never ever touched or even read up about that particular subject, just keep your mouth shut..
cause from the view of people who actually do study it..
u sound really dumb and not in the know..
not aimed at anyone in particular..
but just that i think that not everything on the www is trustworthy..
unless u really know about that subject..
it would do u better to keep silent..
and not act like u know alot, cause when u are proven wrong, u would really seem funny and dumb..
just because one happens to have that particular trait does not mean everyone else has to have that particular trait..
don't assume everything to be what it is on the surface..
if u aren't even aware of that, don't even start to think u know everything or even anything..
cause u can't even start to imagine how wrong u are..
and people.. don't even start to think u know anything about this post kays..
cause u don't.. unless u ask me.. and if i wanna tell u the truth..
but yah, i am quite annoyed..
bitch session was damn good today..
I LOVE LIS! NUBS! SANTHIYA!(must find shortform) and uhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..
maybe the last guy who joined in?
president of singapore the king of paosai..
CRS went ok today i guess..
abuse is a sensitive issue and yahh.. D: quite saddening..
but whatever! over and donw with!
NEW PSYCHOLOGY LECTURER COMING IN SOON!!
and he is male! XD
but cutefelix maybe only teaching us for this sem!
-horrors!!-
ok.. i am sounding like janel.. like some handsome male deprived kid..
XD
CIAO PEOPLE!
eyecandy, eyecontact?
@ 4:29 PM
OHMAIGODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!
today is absolute win. v
XD
ohhhh.. if u are going to continue to read.. u will prolly end up with rolling eyeballs..
CAUSE I AM GOING TO SPAZZ ABOUT MY EC!!!!!
he is the cutest thang on earth man..
today damn lucky.. :woots:
i just kinda stared at him and EYE CONTACT!!!!!!!!
:luffs:
ohmaigod..
my brain just totally stopped functioning..
like now.. XD
felix is chatting away but i totally not registering la!
zomgzomgzomg..
LOOOBOY!!!!!!!!!!
=x
katjes is the pawn..
the gummies are triple love..
but haagen dazs is still the god..
erica joined talenttime..
siru will be her biggest fan!
i hate people that have big ugly noses..
i refuse to have sex with people that have big ugly noses..
YAYYYYYYYYY!
siru is officially mad.
the door and my face
7.7.08 @ 7:33 PM
two posts in one friggin' day!!!
but i think this is necessary..
i swear ah people, if u all don't like gore, don't read the post after this ok..
D:
don't say i never give warning ah..
i was abit grossed out by the post, not exactly blood and all..
but the tone that was used to address the issue..
ok, anyway..
i am sharing with u all my escapades with the glass door and my face..
it happened uhmm last thursday when the tamaya crowd went to visit nao..
ok, i swear on your balls that this is seriously the one of the most embarrasing thing that happened to me..
and like every other incident?
i brought that upon myself..
T.T
bloody hell, i should start wearing a sign that goes, "Warning, self-sabo-er here."
ok anyway..
this is how it went..
AND I WASN'T DRUNK IN CASE ANYONE WONDERS SO AFTER READING THE WHOLE STORY!
it was like 10 plus, we were going to visit nao cause she misses us..
no, i am not kidding..
ok anyway after going through maze like corridors, we finally arrive at the place..
and then we just stood there staring at each other..
no one went to open the damn door ok..
the door was like opaque from the outside..
like we totally cannot see what is happening from the outside..
and so tadaaaa! my smartest brain decided that i should do what people in detective shows do..
press my ear firmly against the door..
unlike popular rumours, i wasn't trying to peep in, i was trying to listen and see if there were customers..
ahh yes, since it was dark from the outside, i thought it was pretty smart to do..
suddenly, i heard a pattering of feet..
like running..
it didn't register fast enough and i moved away just in time when the door opened..
the first thing nao did was to ask me..
SIRUUUUU!!!! WHAT U DOING!!!!!!!!
apparently, from the inside, everything was crystal clear..
the customers saw some shadow crouching there and were terrifed..
i was, mortified..
and the best thing, nao recognised me by my hair..
those people are regulars, so there is a high chance they will too..
T.T
it took awhile for the situation to sink in..
and by then, i was ready to hide in a hole and don't come out..
the rest were having a helluva time laughing..
when we were leaving yui just had to rub it in..
siru, the panes of glass in joanne's workplace also see through one, u want to put your face there?
T.T T.T T.T T.T T.T
i never thought there could be anything more embarrasing as falling down on the stage TWICE in a roll and then pushing your principal down with u..
but yes, apparently there is..
that is, trying to act like a secret agent and getting told that it isn't very secret..
T.T
i was so embarrased.. and mortified..
i am not joking..
but ok, i have to admit..
i was as usual, laughing at myself the same time..
apparently, being embarrased to hell doesn't stop me from laughing at myself..
=/
i can't decide if i am more stupid or more win..
D:
issei sagawa
@ 2:47 PM
WARNING!!!!!!!!!WARNING!!!!!!!!!!!!DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE GORE.Cannibalism - "A must read!"
Issei Sagawa - A Taste for Beauty
THE CONFESSION - “You are delicious.”
[Excerpt from In the Fog, Sagawa’s post-cannibal best-selling account of his murder of fellow Dutch student Renée Hartevelt in Paris]
11th JUNE, 1981 - ” I am amazed.
She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
Tall, blonde, with pure white skin, she astonishes me with her grace.
I invited her to my home for a Japanese dinner. She accepts.
After the meal I asked her to read my favorite German Expressionist poem.
As she reads i can’t keep my eyes off her.
After she leaves I can still smell her body on the bed sheet where she sat reading the poem.
I lick the chopsticks and dishes she used.
I can taste her lips. My passion is so great. I want to eat her.
If I do she will be mine forever. There is no escape from this desire.
I arrange for her to read the poem for me once more. I lied to her.
I tell her I want to record the poem on tape for my Japanese teacher.
She believes. I prepare everything.
The cassette recorder for the poem, the rifle for the sacrifice.
She arrives on time. After drinking tea and whisky, she speaks.
She smiles at me.
But I know inside that I’m the strangest one of all.
Her yellow sleeveless top shows off her beautiful white arms. I can smell her body.
I turn on the recorder. She starts to read . She speaks in perfect German.
I reach for the rifle hidden beside the chest of drawers.
I stand slowly and aim the riffle at the back of her head. I cannot stop myself.
There is a loud sound and her body falls from the chair onto the floor.
It is like she is watching me.
I see her cheeks, her eyes, her nose and mouth, the blood pouring from her head.
I try to talk to her, but she no longer answers.
There is blood all over the floor. I try to wipe it up,
but I realize I cannot stop the flow of blood from her head.
It is very quiet here. There is only the silence of death.
I start to take off her clothes. It is hard to take the clothes off a dead body.
Finally it is done. Her beautiful white body is before me.
I’ve waited so long this day and now it is here. I touch her ass.
It is so very smooth.
I wonder where I should bite first.
I decide to bite the top of her butt. My nose is covered with her cold white skin.
I try to beat down hard, but I can’t. I suddenly have a horrible headache.
I get a knife from the kitchen and stab it deeply into her skin.
Suddenly a lot of sallow fat oozes from the wound.
It reminds me of Indian corn. It continues to ooze. It is strange.
Finally I find the red meat under the sallow fat.
I scoop it out and put it in my mouth. I chew. It has no smell and no taste.
It melts in my mouth like a perfect piece of tuna.
I look in her eyes and say: “You are delicious.”
I cut her body and lift the meat to my mouth again and again.
Then I take a photograph of her white corpse with its deep wounds.
I have sex with her body. When I hug her she lets out a breath.
I’m frightened, she seems alive. I kiss her and tell her I love her.
Then I drag her body to the bathroom. By now I am exhausted,
but I cut into her hip and put the meat in a roasing pan.
After it is cooked I sit at the table using her underwear as a napkin.
They still smell of her body.
Then I turn on the tape of her reading the German poem and eat.
There is not enough taste. I use some salt and some mustard and it is delicious,
very high quality meat.
Then I go back to the bathroom and cut off her breast and bake it.
It swells while it cooks. I serve the breast on the table
and eat it with a fork and knife. It isn’t very good. Too greasy.
I try to cut into another part of her body. Her thighs were wonderful.
Finally she is in my stomach. Finally she is in my stomach.
Finally she is mine. It is the best dinner I’ve ever had.
Afterwards I sleep with her.
Next morning she is still here. She doesn’t smell bad.
Today I must finish cutting up her body.
I have to put it into suitcases and sink it in the lake.
It will be her grave.
I touch the cold body again and I wonder where I should start.
I start to cut off all the meat before amputating the limbs.
While I cut her calf I suddenly want to taste it.
I see the beautiful red meat beneath the fat.
I grasp her knee and her ankle, and tear it with my teeth.
It is tender. I slowly chew and savor it.
After eating most of the calf I look at myself in the mirror.
There is grease all over my face. And then I start to eat at random.
I bite her little toe. It still smell of her feet.
I stab the knife into her arch and see the red meat deep inside.
I thrust my fingers inside and dig out the meat and put it in my mouth.
It tastes okay. Then I stab the knife into her armpit.
Ever since I saw it under her yellow sleeveless top I wondered how it would taste this good.
The wonderful taste cheers me up and I devour her underarm up to the elbow.
Finally I cut off her private parts. When I touch the pubic hair it has a
very bad smell. I bite her clit, but it won’t come off, it just stretches.
So I throw it in the frying pan and pop it in my mouth.
I chew very carefully and swallow it. It is so sweet.
After I swallow it, I feel her in my body and get hot.
I turn the body over and open her buttocks, revealing her anus.
I scoop it out with my knife and try to put it in my mouth.
It smells too much. I put it in the frying pan and throw it in my mouth.
It still smells. I spit it out. I go into the next room.
It smell of fat, like I’ve been frying a chicken.
It’s been twenty-four hours now.
Some huge flies hover and buzz in the bathroom.
I try to chase them away, but they came back.
They swarm on her face. They seem to tell me that I’ve lost her forever.
It is no longer her. Where is she? She’s gone far away.
I’ve broken her. Like a child who breaks his toy.
I try to use an electric knife to cut her body. It doesn’t work. It just makes a loud sound.
I use a hatchet. I strike several times. It’s hard work.
I strike her thigh. Her body jumps up. If she could feel, it would have hurt.
Finally the thigh separates from her body. I bite it again,
like I would bite a chicken leg. Then I cut off her arms.
It is even harder than the thigh. I use the electric knife again.
It makes a shrill sound, like the sound of her shrill voice.
It works this time. Her hand still wears a ring and a bracelet.
When I see her long fingers I am driven by another impulse.
I use her hand to masturbate. Her long fingers excite me.
When I’m finished I try to bite her finger. I can’t. I’m disappointed.
I put her hands into the plastic bag along with her legs.
And then I see her face. It is still quiet. She has a small nose and a sweet lower lip.
When she was alive I wanted to bite them.
Now I can satisfy that desire. It’s so easy to bite off her nose.
As I chew the cartilage I can hear the noise.
I use a knife to cut off more of the cartilage and put it in my mouth.
It really doesn’t taste very good.
I scoop out her lower lip with my knife and put it in my mouth. It has hard skin.
I decide to eat it later when I can fry it.
So I put it in the refrigerator.
I want her tongue. I can’t open her lower jaw, but I can reach in between her teeth.
Finally it comes out. I cut it off and put it in my mouth.
It’s hard to chew. I see my face in the mirror. Her tongue entwined with my tongue.
I try to close my mouth, but her tongue slips out.
Finally I cut the skin off the tongue and taste the meat.
I try to eat her eyes. It’s hard for me to stab into them, though it is the easiest part of her face.
I can tears coming from them.
It frightens me. Her eyes are all that is left of her face.
It is nearly a skull.
I decide to take out her stomach.
When I stab under her navel a little fat appears and then I can see the red meat under the fat.
I slice a piece of the red meat and put it on a plate.
Then I stab into the stomach. The internal organs appear.
There is a great length of rolled tubes and I find a gray bag at the end of the tubes.
It must be the bladder. There is a strong smell as soon as I pick it up.
I thrust my hand into her body cavity.
There is another bag. It must be her womb.
If she had lived she would have had a baby in this womb.
The thought depresses me for a moment.
I pull out the intestines. My hands sting from the digestive juices.
At last I have to cut off her head.
It is the most difficult thing I have to do.
I cut off the meat on her neck until I can see bone, then I cut again.
She still wears her necklace.
I try to use the electric knife, but it doesn’t work very well.
It just makes its shrill sound.
So I use the hatchet. I imagine myself on the guillotine.
It is surprisingly easy to cut through.
With the head gone her body is now only flesh.
When I grab the hair and hang up the head, I realize I am a cannibal.
I put the head in a plastic bag. I separate the body and put it into two plastic bags.
They are heavy. It is hard to put them into the suitcases.
I am finished. It is midnight. I call a taxi.
I am back home. I turn the TV and open the refrigerator.
I put the dishes on the glass table. I recognize each pieces of meat.
This is part of her hip and this is part of her thigh.
I fry them on the stove. I set the table.
There is mustard, salt, pepper and sauce. I put her underwear beside the dish.
I sniff it and look at a nude woman in a magazine.
I try to remember which part of her is in my mouth,
but it is difficult to connect the meat with a body. It just seems like a piece of meat.
I continue to eat her body until I am caught.
Each day the meat becomes more tender, each day the taste is more sweet and delicious. ”
THE BECOMING - Hansel & Gretel, Grace Kelly and Shakespear
[Excerpt taken off Issei Sagawa: Celebrity Cannibal by Steven Morris]
Tomi Sagawa fell down some steps, narrowly avoiding a miscarriage.
The infant within her, nearly lost, was born prematurely but alive on Monday,
26 April 1949. His parents named him Issei and would later remark
on how the baby was minute enough to fit in the palm of his father’s hand.
As a toddler it would begin for him, this imprinting of cannibalism.
There was an uncle, Mitsuo, who at the traditional New Year’s festivities
often disguised himself as a frightening, boy-eating giant.
Dressed to look like a monster, he would chase the scurrying children,
pretending he wanted to devour them.
Little Issei and his elder brother were the recipients of the “horrible” giant’s attentions
and it was up to their father, Akira Sagawa,
the knight quite literally in shining armour, to appear as their saviour.
The boys whooped and yelled hysterically as the giant, making his hungry giant noises,
dashed around the house in pursuit.
Strangely, each time the game was played the giant would always emerge the victor,
irst blinding, and then slaying the gallant knight, Akira.
The children would then be snatched up and taken away,
ready for the giant’s equally sizable cast iron cooking pot.
Issei Sagawa later recalled the giddy mixture of terror and elation he felt as he
and his brother were lowered, struggling wildly, into the “stew pot.”
The game was profoundly enjoyed by both boys and had a deep and lasting effect on Issei.
As he became old enough to read,
his early entry into a make-believe world where humans ate other humans resounded in his mind and he found himself reaching for as many fairy tale books as he could find,
keeping a keen eye out for any stories involving people being eaten by monsters and dragons,
or other people.
The tale of Hansel and Gretel was one of his favourites
and he would lay awake in bed for hours, fervently replaying in his mind
the story of the witch and her “fattening up” of the children she captured.
He experienced an early sexual awakening at the premise
of other children being prepared to be eaten and fancied himself the victim.
As with the game he played with his uncle,
Issei enjoyed the masochistic element inherent in being manhandled,
forced into the pot by a powerful giant.
It gave him a torrid sensation in his body that he wilfully mustered again and again
as he lay in his bed at night.
There was definitely something different about Issei Sagawa the schoolboy.
Typically he was a loner, unable or unwilling to express his true feelings.
Sharing his secret dreams of cannibalism was not something
he was likely to consider due to fear of ridicule.
The other children would have laughed and mocked him, or worse, rejected him.
Though he was often to be found alone, virtually friendless,
Sagawa enjoyed school.
The process of learning was something the intelligent boy embraced,
a compensatory mechanism for being unable to perform socially.
Like other emerging killers who as children were shy and emotionally stunted,
he sought refuge in the classroom.
In 1961, twelve-year-old Issei Sagawa began his secondary education.
In accordance with his intellect,
he veered away from fantastical fairytales like those written by the Brothers Grimm,
and instead began to take notice of the great literary works.
Stories unfolding in the faraway Western World, such as War and Peace,
particularly drew him, but not in terms of love for the story itself.
Sagawa was developing a preoccupation with revisiting particular characters, continually digesting descriptions of the grace and refined femininity of the heroines.
Sagawa later spoke of how he regarded these women, with their pale flesh and romantic dispositions, as “angels.”
Around this time he was also becoming immersed in viewing the works of Auguste Renoir,
the French impressionist. Renoir’s paintings typified the creamy,
flesh tones Sagawa longed for in a woman and he would gaze upon these images often,
wondering how all that luxuriant peach-hued skin would feel under his touch,
and how it would taste.
Sagawa’s first ejaculation occurred whilst he thought of one of his favourite western embodiments; the actress, Grace Kelly.
He was fixated on the low cut dresses she and other silver screen starlets favoured.
His very specific fantasy included first caressing,
then dining on such women. The fusion between sex and cannibalism had been established,
and for Sagawa it was the point of no return.
Ever conscious of his introverted physicality,
he felt he could nourish himself with flesh from the bodies of the amply proportioned Renoir beauties and Hollywood actresses who held him transfixed.
As he grew, his fantasies intensified and he took pleasure in relieving himself through masturbation at any opportunity.
Now a further element was introduced to his imaginings, overt violence.
One morbid fantasy involved Sagawa voyeuristically spying
\on a well-built western goddess as she showered.
He would then creep up on her and viciously strangle her from behind with his belt.
The idea of throttling a naked woman to death was now a vital component to the illusion
and realising that he had difficulty becoming aroused
by anything that did not involve killing and eating somebody,
he finally sought professional intervention.
Sagawa first contacted a psychiatrist at the age of fifteen,
some years after his sexual fantasises had taken root,
but not long after they had begun to vividly incorporate murder.
The psychiatrist he spoke with informed him that in order to be of any assistance,
Sagawa would need to actually come to his office and talk,
rather than hide away on the other end of a telephone.
Far too embarrassed to sit face to face with someone and discuss his private yearnings,
Sagawa reluctantly closed off this possible avenue of release,
but did eventually share his secrets with his brother.
The older boy was not impressed, passing it off as Issei trying to pull his leg,
and dismissed the disturbing revelations out of hand.
Sagawa’s lack of connection, professional or familial,
forced the teenager to retreat even further into his isolated
and increasingly violent inner realm. He could not get these thoughts out of his head,
and if no one could help him, he certainly could not help himself.
Sagawa resigned himself to the convenient and weak alternative of “what will be will be,”
and gave up the struggle. One day he knew,
he would capture one of the white goddesses who haunted his mind,
and subject her to his darkest needs.
The energies Issei Sagawa would pour into his considerable academic accomplishments
in no way dampened his lust for flesh,
and in 1970 he finally allowed his first foray into a real-life encounter endanger the
life of a human being.
He stalked a young German woman,
found out where she lived and that she sometimes kept a window in her house
open on warm evenings.
He decided to enter her home, kill her, and enact his cannibalistic dream.
Asleep before he entered, the girl was soon wide awake
as the decidedly unsubtle assailant clambered into her room.
Her screams sent him running.
The next day, Sagawa was back on the phone to another psychiatrist.
He needed help, he said, badly. This time he was persuaded to visit his office.
Having listened to Sagawa’s story of the night before,
the psychiatrist was unsympathetic, pronouncing the young man a public danger
and making it clear that he had crossed ethical boundaries with his admission.
For some reason, nothing came of the incident and
the issue of Sagawa’s intended assault was quietly dropped.
As initially recalcitrant about the botched attack as he was,
it did not take long for Sagawa’s desires to build to sufficient levels
where he actively wanted to do it again.
Whilst keeping his perversions to himself,
biding his time until he could try to realise them a second time,
he continued to achieve educationally,
earning himself an MA degree in Shakespearean literature.
Soon he would make a journey he must have known would bring about a head-on collision
of his fantasies and the real world.
In 1977, Issei Sagawa switched the venue from Tokyo’s Wako University
to the Sorbonne in Paris, which was of course bristling with potential candidates
for his affections.
He was twenty-eight-years old, intelligent, cultured, and a virgin.
His pervasive urge to kill and cannibalize had mutated to such a degree
that another attack on his part was imminent.
Suddenly in the presence of all these girls, clad in their short skirts and revealing tops,
Sagawa was a man on fire.
He had been living in the city for almost two years when a tragedy occurred.
In 1979, the beautiful American actress, Jean Seberg committed suicide in her car.
Issei Sagawa was amazed that her body was found not only in Paris,
but also a short distance from where he resided.
Seberg had been one of his earliest infatuations and
Sagawa concluded it was fate that she had died so near to him.
The papers reported how she had been naked when found,
and Sagawa could not control his roller-coasting brain.
He dreamed of getting to the actress’ corpse before the police found her
and taking her back to his flat, to eat.
Surrounded by all these enticing ladies in their form-fitting attire,
Sagawa knew he must act soon. Maybe if he took just one woman,
it would be enough to get it out of his system.
The prospect comforted him somewhat,
as he claims he did not wish to go through life killing people.
Thinking that by actually carrying out, from beginning to end, his ultimate fantasy,
he might be able to stop short of repeating the crime in future.
His plan involved luring the easiest target he could think of - a prostitute -
back to his studio-flat and stabbing her to death.
He eventually managed to pick up a pretty blonde
but after creeping up on her as she showered, found he could not go through with it.
There were several other failed attempts to kill leading up to 1980,
when Sagawa decided to go back to Japan for a while.
He stayed for four months and then returned to Paris; where he would go on to make poor Renée Hartevelt the object of three decades worth of sickness.
THE AFTERMATH - Sagawa walks free
Sagawa openly confessed to what he had done,
but a judge ruled that he was not mentally fit to stand trial.
Sagawa was sent to the Paul Guirald Asylum for an undetermined period of time.
Akira Sagawa, his father, helped workout a deal,
and he was transferred to a hospital in Japan not long after.
He was soon judged fit enough to be sent to prison,
where he stayed for only 15 months before being paroled.
He was free to go wherever he pleased,
and was even granted a passport to go to Germany.
Sagawa now lives in Tokyo and is a minor celebrity in Japan.
He is often invited as a guest speaker and commentator.
He also writes restaurant reviews and in 1992 he appeared in
Hisayasu Sato’s film Sisenjiyou no Aria (The Bedroom) as a sadosexual voyeur.
He admits to still having fantasies about cannibalism,
but says he never wants to realize them again.
Besides books about the murder he committed,
Sagawa wrote a commentary book Shonen A in 1997 on the
Kobe Children’s Serial Murder of 1997,
when a 14-year-old called “Boy A” (”Shonen A”) killed and decapitated a child.
His story inspired the 1981 Stranglers song “La Folie” and
the 1983 Rolling Stones song “Too Much Blood”.
He tells people that he is completely safe, and has no desire at all to repeat what he did.
As he simply puts it, he had a fantasy, acted on it, and that’s that. '
Apart from giving interviews to the Media,
he likes to paint, and do sculptures.
He has even managed to persuade women to pose nude for these.
He now says he has fantasies of being eaten by a western woman,
and believes it is the only thing that can save him.
bored nuts
6.7.08 @ 11:05 PM
you know, i think i know when my life has officially reached the peak of boredom?
when i realise i am doing NOTHING at all..
like practically nothing..
and i don't like it either..
cause it means that after this lapse, i would be engulfed by a tsunami worth of work later..
it does not brood well..
esp when i am going to start work soon..
DD:
7bucks per hour, hell, i would be mad to not grab that offer..
but it means i would have to work doubly hard..
and i think i am liking the korean show they are showing on tv now..
not the nineteen year old thingy..
but the one that is broadcasting on weekend nights..
the one with the mr bae..
EHHHHHH!!! damn exciting ok!
DD:
but i missed the start.. i think i will go borrow/buy the dvd to watch..
:woots:
the show is pretty exciting.. XD
i like..
ok anyway, this week i have..
Applied drama presentation on monday..
CRS presentation due on thursday..
CASS-sports meeting on friday..
and there seems to be something i need to do on wed, but i can't seem to recall what..
ahhh, whatever.. i really can't remember.. crapzels!
if anyone has any idea, please remind me ok.. DD:
thanks alot in advance ahh..
random photos in class..
with the tamaya crowd..
and my favourite guy on planet earth.. ever..
i really hope shizuka kudo is treating him well..
after all i read these couple of days..
idk what to think anymore..
the rumours of her having an affair with her hairdresser..
TREAT HIM WELL WILL YA WOMAN!
he chose you over so many other things..
i hope she can at least take care of him and his family.. their family..
=/
weekly list!
3.7.08 @ 12:27 AM
1. PCM journal entry2. Voice journal entry
3. Find a dialogue for Voice4. Research on jury system5. Applied Drama journal entry6. Research on Behaviorism
7. FBS revision
8. Group Dynamics revision
9. Social Psych revision
10. Intro to Psych revision
11. CRS powerpoint + research compilation12. Voice revision13. Devised journal entry
I NEED SLEEP!
2.7.08 @ 9:53 PM
i really really hate it when i am trying to sleep and people disturb me..
it makes me all grouchy..
esp when i realise i can't get back to sleep after tt..
fuck.
might as well make use of this time to do some work..
make use of the time..
=.=
thanks people.
1.7.08 @ 10:28 PM
i love eriKAH, liszszsz, janelnelnelly, annnnnnnnne, mitchy poon, santheeeya, liyana-nana, nubs, huilingling ok, most of my crassmates..
i swear i am not falling for the fairer sex.. but yea, just kinda felt like saying it..
thanks for making me roll over in laughter all the time..
at least for the past few weeks, life has been great in school with maaah pals..
the going is tough, but littered with crap and laughter provided by you guys, it has been a much much easier route..
today lessons' struck a chord within me..
esp jen wong's lesson..
sometimes at nights, like now, i feel really emo-ed out..
and the next day, i really really don't feel like going school at all, when i do, i think i am cheery and happy most of the time..
its a big contrast..
just a few hours ago, i felt like bawling my lungs out and a few hours later, i am laughing as though i have no worries..
so somehow, yeahh, i understood what she was trying to say..
and janelly's story of her classmate.. grahhs.. it struck me dumb..
DDD:
i realise i am feeling more worn out as the days pass..
but yea, at least i have the crowns of my crass..
the lovelies.. XD
the 9o'clock show on channel8 is making me reject marriage even more than i used to..
they are portraying love, relationship in such a negative manner, i wouldn't want to get married or pregnant..
and i hate how they would try to make everything seem perfect and happy as an ending..
life ain't a bed of roses, if something is ruined, it is ruined..
and it takes alot to making something bad be right again..
sure, we can thank the little miracles we have in our lives, but when life is really so tough, we can't help but to stop and think..
why must we continue?
-shrugs-
all my personal opinions really..
don't take offence if you like the show.. lols..
ohhhhh and as an ending note..
don't sleep when janelnelnelly is around and she isn't asleep..
this is what will happen..
don't understand why she can't stick to taking normal pictures like this..
that's annnnnnnnnnne and liyananana..
i miss seeing loo boy's face.. DDD:
liszszszs, i can't remember the name we gave him.. russell?
i remember naming him ben loo..
loo boy is so much easier to remember..
LOOboy'sCUTE.
