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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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Mr Buaya wanted me to paint Kelly Clarkson black. He wants me to do a Michael Jackson stunt. Now it proves that he's mad. Anyway, I got the latest Backstreet Boys album.

Have to say that their cover single Incomplete is not the best song they have in the album. The first few tracks like Poster Girl --- one of my favourites --- are okay, but a few others seemed a bit of shoddy work. And have you noticed how bands and singers are cheating your money more? They used to have something like 18 tracks, but now a typically album has only 12 tracks. Must have been the rampent piracy.

Ahem. So please don't support piracy.

"Be original, be hip. Fight piracy and save the world (not to forget our favourite singers.)"

So I plan to go out this coming weekend to buy an album. Depending on the price, I'll have either one of these:










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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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Listening to Kelly Clarkson's Breakaway CD now. It's so nice! Highly recommended for the long drive up the North South Highway as an easy listening --- as opposed to the terrible diet of crap like Good Charlotte, Korn, Lim Biscuit. HA! Trust me. Been there, done that.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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Hadee-haha. I'm back from my holiday! Had such a blast. Now I'm all ready to blast that textbook. Everytime I'm away for a few days, Singapore will fall over her heels with all the noicey gossips. THink I'll sit back and enjoy the show for a bit before I continue with mt slip-shoddy blogging style, but meanwhile, nude shots from Sarong Party Girl (seems aka SPG) a plenty. And the ever-egoistic =) Wendy Cheng and mrbrown to entertain me. I'm off for my beauty sleep. Nightty!
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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I thought of the Oreo Joke I heard of while I was skimming though Rebecca just now. I think it was back in sec 3 or sec 4 when the ever-so-crazy Rais re-introduced this joke. Vijayandran s/o Kanakalingam aka Fat Bastard was chasing Shauna (my sister. HA. yeah right) Nutter just then. But then again, Fat Bastard's Indian, so we shall call him Black Fat Bastard.








So one fine day when Black Fat Bastard was fooling around, the-ever-so-darling Mrs Lawrence changed our sittings in the classroom such that Black Fat Bastard would sit next to Shauna and Faiz would sit next to Shauna too --- in a joined table.

I think that's when Black Fat Bastard's infatuation with Ms Nutter started. For the general's information, Ms Nutter's already hanging out with Mr Benjamin Tan, whom we presume is Ms Nutter's boyfriend already.

Then somes along Abieshek Madavan aka DuckAss Brahmin:





Yeah. He literally walks around with his fking butt jutt out like some duck. In fact, he's even lower than a duck. But let's not allow my extreme hatred for DuckAss Brahmin get in the way of my story telling.

We can safely assume that racial harmony's in abundance most of the time when Black Fat Bastard, Shauna and Faiz sits together:



This is a literally sense because Black fat Bastard's really huge, thus needing a --- ahem. bigger area.

And while we go home, when DuckAss mihgt hang around before his hops back, we might catch a walking Oreo:





Looks like a walking Oreo, ain't it? We didn't realise until Rais screamed it out loud.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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I sense a great disturbance in the force. We are not well. Things are caving in like 4 tonne trucks on 4 toothpicks. People aren't telling me things which they used to confide tell freely. People who confided in me are turning to other people to tell their secrets to.

Left out. Not exactly the best feeling in the world. I'm turning second class. Partly me to blame, cos I do throw tantrums to hint to them to eff off when they come at a bad time when my mood isn't on it's best.



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Bro nearly gave us all a heart attack. He woke up quite early as usual, but pretended to go back to sleep and eventually did. When he woke up, I was over here at the PC, and Ma and Hoong yiyi were in the kitchen. He let out a groan from the bedroom. At first I didn't bother --- he's always doing odd things like that, and Ma went into the bedroom to drag him out of bed cos she wants to go IKEA to buy a new table.

Suddenly we heard a loud yell from the living room:

"OOI! YOU ok OR NOT?"

Of course me and Hoong Yiyi rushed into the bedroom, but to find my brother clutching his neck like it broke. Tears were literally streaming down his neck when he complained that he's in pain cos he's neck cramped. Then he couldn't swallow next. Tried to revive his 'dead' neck by jerking his neck up and down. Wasn't of any use. They hastily moved him to the clinic downstairs and came back half and hour laer saying it's a serious thoat infection.

Bro and I doubt, but he still has to finish his assigned course of medication, just in case.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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I want to blog on my bloody hell interesting gathering with my primary school mates, but right now, I have a fucking headache that's so bad if anyone tries to amuse me with crap messages like

"I stepped through a cockroach massacre!"

I'll wring his neck like I smashed that Northland Sec school kiddo on Saturday.

It's not my day today. So everybody should get the fk out of my way.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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I'm sure you've heard of crazy modders who drastically change the look of their PCs by adding neons and casings which contains enough water to fill a few Olympic-sized swimming pool:



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But I bet you never heard of fan cooled PC casings, huh? Check this.





There are other pictures of this mad fella who did this nonsense. Bet he needs the power equivilant of those coming out from our local typical substation.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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Darn funny. Ripped this off mrbrown
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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Been very confused lately. Everything's not rock solid. Like life used to be in secondary school. I need 26 hours. No. Make it 30. It's not for studying. It's for everything else but study.

Dreaming. I dunno why. I've been dreaming alot. Lately. Don't usually do that. Probably it's the holiday's that's making me all dizzy. But then again, I don't need all that much mental power during the holidays. OK. I'm ranting crap. Let me think for 30 seconds.

Right. Everything IS like liquid. I can't spell correctly. I can't learn something quickly. I need more time than I usually do to go through that same length of wordings. I'm getting crabby with the same people I knew. I'm getting angry more easily with people I've been hanging around most of the time. I think about things that I shouldn't. And they're the same things I swore I'll keep at bay the last time I crashed like a fighter jet because of them.

But somehow, I feel like I'm waiting for something to happen. Someone to appear in my life to organise me. My mum won't work this time round. I'm waaaay out of her range of scoop.

I've been having too many breaks. I'm scared of not passing my tests. I haven't been passing all of them anyway. And somehow it doesn't feel frightening to fail tests anymore. And it feels damn scary not to be scared. As I looked around me within the last couple of days, I literally took apart everything and examined them. it's plain.

I'm lagging behind. People of the same age seemed smarter, compared to years ago when I was the smartest one. OK. It wasn't consiencious work that I got that smart. I think I peaked too soon. If anything, I'll take the miracle to peak intellectually a second time round from right this second.

Phew. Feel better already. Have to thank my blog for letting me rant.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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I just got banned by Slashdot:



Those assholes. I had to email them to unban me. Not that I'll care. Everything will change when I reboot my modem. Unless SingNet is playing some joke on me, which if I know of, I'll poke them in their butthole.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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It's so hot, my seat's drinking the sweat coming from my butt. Yucks.

I'm getting giddy. Whoopee. Need a shower.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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Some new colours for a change. Makes it easier for those with crapped colour vision.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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Everytime I try to type something, there has to be something else to distract me. Right now, I have a guava fruit on my left hand, so I'm typing with my right.

Busy holiday ahead.
Training starting on 6th.
Checkup on 6th.
6B gathering on 12th.
Grand's on 17th.

Insatiable homejoy to last me for eons.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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I can't be bothered. Sean messaged me a few minutes to ask about the 6B gathering I was requesting.

Sean: "So wad hapPeneD to ur plan f0r an ouTing? Is it stil oN?"

Shawn: "oh man.i 4gt all abt it!"

"Its N0t to0 Late. ."

"Mk itat e end of e month?"

"Earlier betTEr"

"4th wk or third?"

"i n0t sure. .I tink u shud ask m0re peple"

I really hate to bitch about Sean on my blog, cos he's one of my good friends since I starterd socialising with this planet. But I can't be bother right here right now. I've got a floorball national competition next month. And school work's so much I need a break from life. god damn.

If he has the time to ask me, I think he has enough time to message the others to ask. That's why I didn't answer his last message as you can see. Everytime we have a gathering, I'm always the one taking the job as the operator for everyone, like using my handphone to spam everyone in the class, and there they are shaking their legs for dunno what the work to be done then they enjoy MY hardwork.

Okay. Not completely true. everyone does chip in to help do their bit. Should Gystara when he comes back during his holiday break. He might be damn freaking free.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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