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    Tuesday, September 29, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [5:26 PM]

    It was today that I became cognizant of the pathetic 8 days to EOY. 8 more stodgy days of intese excogitating. 8 more days to the great revolution. Following that woud be 5 heinous days of the EOY, with an accursed 3 days of rest in between (for mugging 133 HCL idioms and maths theorys).

    I've realised that in a comprehension test, on top of understanding the text, a comprehension is the meeting unexpected opportunities. While checking summary, it suddenly dawned upon me of another word to use for vocabulary; one that is more *cheem* and more suitable to the contextual word. HehHeh, luck is a skill.
    Well, it is an elongated aeon timed practice, with twenty minutes to fiddle with my thumbs when everyone has already completed the paper.


    reality at its best.


    Saturday, September 26, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [10:46 PM]

    Well, before you even continue, please get in your heads that I ain't evoking any terrorist, religious, anarchism or any other negetive feelings which harms anyone's interest, whatever. Be warned!

    In secondary two, we study DOOMSDAY geography. On the contary, I beg to differ, how wrong. Many people thought that global warming would wipe out humanity, and bring forth the end of the world. No, global warming would actually call upon the Ice Age. Think, the melting of polar icecaps and motion of tectonic plates would intervene with the ocean and wind currents, and then leading to climate change and CHEERIO, you get your glacier epoch! Err... before you can beat the drums and start your fete, begin to vituperate on how you're gonna die in the perennial jack frost.

    PS:

    -Or probably, Toba would blast its vent, and send the blizzards for eternity!
    -I ain't censuring Sec2 geography, I just have a rancour of memorising the facts.


    reality at its best.


    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [12:10 AM]

    I felt like a lowborn plebeian today, on my journey home. Just imagine having your primary-school friend walking along with you, deploring and berating your every action. I have to masquerade myself under a pretended blase mannerism, in order to continue this cat-and-mouse game. -Hey, hey ain't I magnanimous? haha

    All right, the good thing is that I have finished compiling my maths notes. Ask anyone and they would start bemoaning about how I flaunt the thick printing paper at their faces.

    I am recurrently in the excogitating humour. I guess the EOY dogma has taken over my apperception...


    reality at its best.


    Thursday, September 24, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [3:52 PM]

    Hey guys, my apologies for not updating for soooooo long. Man, you know the exams are nearing and I just need to finish some last-minute revisions. ( you should know...) Anyway, today's update is a tribute to your pleas and my boredom. :D

    We had floorball today. A new wound to lick, a goal to savor and a fantastic record. not forgetting an opponent's own goal to laugh at. HAHA

    The Masker halted at the junction. Dextral was a gang of smoker punks, and to the left was a bovine, over-sized chap. Naturally, only nincompop would skip happily to the right. I strided to the left, and stared hard at that hostile-looking lad. Once we got to the other division, I turned back. There he was, stealing nifty oblique glances at the bellicose Masker; vexation clearly written on his face. Thereupon, he flashed one big malicious cockeyed smirk.

    I headed home.


    reality at its best.


    Saturday, September 19, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [1:26 PM]

    There is nothing my buddies and I enjoy more than to banter good-naturedly, when the teachers are not around. Occasionally Ivan and I would stand along the corridor outside our classroom, ogle at the Chio Bu teachers, only to have BenChua and others to abhor with utter repugnance. (he destests pervys, but reverts back to his xiao jie attitude in the next min)

    * Punch * My computer cannot boot up that abhorrent MSN, and will be officially not going to be online untill that heinous hacker gets game over. -. - (which means watever recent update on my MSN will be fake!)

    As my 7-up cascaded down into the cannikin, I could't help but recall the Chemistry SPA we did earlier. OH MY GOODNESS! The sinister foam reminds me of acids, those corrosive sour-tasting compunds, containing the deadly hydrogen ions. We are actually downing acids after a hearty meal at the hawkers' centre! What the heck!


    PS:
    - I am currently mugging for My EOY-OPPS-im currently slacking ...
    - I might post today's account later ... depends on the cut-throat homework


    reality at its best.


    Tuesday, September 15, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [9:52 PM]

    It was distressing at school today. I should have went to the doctor and get a MC, so that I need not turn up for school today... Well, anyway this is my tale...

    I laughed too hard today, when the science teacher mentioned the canal successively five times in one sentence. Mann chill it, it was just that he faked an angmor accent while he pronounced the word, and that Asian-trying-to-be-caucasian diction just had a peculiar inkling of perversion. Ok, it's just me, don't go to your father and demand him to say 'vagina' five times. I assure you he'll smack you!

    JJ Chen did an ancient love dance during ACC. He warbled an ancient chinese love poem, Fei Yu Qing-style. As he scaled the lake of BAI PO, on an imaginary boat, with his fictitious oar, in search for his quixotic foxy babe. I must say, not bad for a seven decade old teacher to actually yodle this epic chinese composition in a sonorous voice. ( actually i didn't mess up in ACC...hehheh:) )


    I lost my unique artistic touch during ART! The first elongated ten minutes were spent trying to synthesize the broken pieces of my spastic mind, as I quickly put my dopey thoughts to my 2B, hoping to at least impress the exquisite NanZheng.

    AND THERE CAME ENGLISH!! I was squarely beaten by 'Justice'. Imagine sitting for an impromtu timed Compo Practice. TheMasker sticked to the sagacious ethics of narrative, and barely managed to proficiently crap out a masterpiece. ( note that it is crapped out...) I am so gonna be the subject of Ms Hua's humiliation tomorrow... Sigh..


    IMBAH FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLEBEE... THIS GUY IS GOD



    ps: finally able to post pictures on blog...


    reality at its best.


    Monday, September 14, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [9:45 PM]

    I am beginning to relish this two weeks of Science's chapter 14. Err... Don't think the wrong way, JUST CONTINUE READING!!

    A man's "duck" is actually alkaline in nature, and it cancels out the astringent condition of his partner's "hole" when it enters the acidic canal. " It's amazing how nature does things, like make things neutral in processes like this." The Science teacher stated in an indifferent, monotonous sonance, as his horned-rimmed glasses slides down nose, creating a Dumbledore effect, which in further enhanced by his wily-looking tilted eyes. ( whether the teacher is scheming.. hehheh i dont know)

    Many slides after this came the Fun Facts page, whereby one particular point asseverated that Using Steroids actually does harm to the male's two precious treasure hanging from his duck. "Apparently," He explained,"Steroids expands your muscles, but shrinks your balls."


    OROCHIMARU DOES THE PECULATOR!!



    reality at its best.


    Friday, September 11, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [9:02 PM]

    Another day of slacking, another day of blasting. From yesterday,-the first time I touched the Dark Adventure and Beyond the Highland scores- I can very confidently tell everyone that the bass part is a piece of cake.

    While our melodic pals are busy trying to enrich their diapason, the lower brass were having fun with the dynamics. And I was assuring HuaYu that ff means to semi-blast in Dark Adventure, because it gives the odyssey feel.Yes!Mr Glosz would call it musical style:), one step closer to becoming SL.

    And Ivan couldn't stop laughing when Shoki complained that he couldn't hear the melodic parts. I was taunting Ivan that I could go louder -which i actually can :D.

    We had kickball, or they would call kampung soccer, later. I could hear the OOs and the AAHs whenever some idiot whacks the balls. Well, judging from the fact that we are using the width of the pri sch plaza as our court, they are really half muscles but no brains :(.

    ps: I am so looking forward to a concert with Dark Adventure!!


    reality at its best.


    Wednesday, September 9, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [10:42 PM]

    I was staring at the Bangladeshi worker washing the floors of the market adjacent to the hawker centre where i was at. I thought of the water lost to his convenience. I was thinking if he had sticked to the traditional method of mopping the floor, we could salvage that scarce resource.

    I was zoning out at the table, lost my appetite to don't know what. Then I found myself gazing at my grandmother's chopsticks. The wooden untensil was resting on a fatty duck meat, while granny's nifty eyes caught another bigger piece of chow, the chopsticks -just as fast- darted into that juicy brawn, before grandma decided to maneuver the tool towards the biggest --braised duck drumsticks. I was thinking that if granny wasn't picking on the food, I might not have been told off by mom for not eating (MY MUM SCOLDS ME FOR THAT!), and I might already have grabbed that tender drumstick.

    And then we had chicken wings... I was thinking, how many chickens have died for this cause? How many chickens had had its throat slited, eyes gorged out, head hammered off, body grinded by modern technology so that their only two wings can be burned over that luminous flame, set ablazed by that smoke after having that sticky honey spread marinated on it for that ensanguined $8?

    And then i was spacing out -again- before I was astouned by this wonderful singing of JINGLE BELLS by one of the cook at the CharKwayTeow stall. Well, it was just---too flat and he had rhythmic problems. There were hints of perverted humour in the husked drone, and he sounded between A-do and an exhausted 吴宗宪.

    I was thinking, if you were to listen attentively to my two cents worth, you WILL be amazed at how I can turn black into white. (someone with half a brain should know not to take this literal...)


    reality at its best.


    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [12:44 PM]

    1. 'But' is a word used to delay the inevitable, a word to contradict, a word which when said sometimes gives the same impact as a certain expletive.

    Mum :  Hey! 你没有服药啊?这种是不可以delay的!
    Me    : 我忘记啦。。。
    Mum : 打psp就不会忘记哦?
    Me    : But...
    Mum : 不要but了!

       2.   I've realised of a new way to promote sales within the Singapore community now. Apparently this new method is by putting two or more music groups into one new group, and giving them a new name. My mum was back from the market, and she proudly handed me a 'new' album.

    Mum : 你看,有新的band
    Me    : (saw that it was actually Jay Chou, 王立宏 and JJ lin, in a 'new' band called RnB)
                shot a diao face   -.-




    ps: i should go back to my mugging status...


    reality at its best.


    Monday, September 7, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [9:38 PM]

    Don't really feel like writing anything, but I've to keep the blog ALIVE!!!


    Everything was running smoothly... Listening Comprehension, slacking-for-a-while, up to read-the-passage. HCL Oral is, well, HCL Oral... The teachers would spend hours persuading you to memorize some model-会话-answer, and when the exam questions come, you find yourself in deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep shit, because you have just wasted ur mugging time memorising on some stuffs which you-tried-and-tried-and-tried-but-just-couldn't-use-in-the-exams.

    Well, no offence, but that didn't happen to me. Why? Simple, the only time I was mugging was during the 7.30-8.00 am period before the exams.

    It was really amusing to see those I-wasted-my-time-mugging-on-nothing faces after I exited from the examination hall. The first thing 鸭子said was,“早知道, I should have go doTA... "


    This is the first time that anti-mugging paid off. I'm sure it wouldn't happen again in ten years, so I'm off to hit the books...



    FRED GOES SWIMMING


    Fred is some obnoxious kid on YouTube who tries to be funny by speeding up his voice and making it high pitched. All he does is talk about random stuff in that annoying-gay voice the whole time.


    reality at its best.


    Sunday, September 6, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [4:25 PM]

    While watching Boys over flowers, I realised that while some of us are very enthusiastic in perfecting the Korean language, especially in speaking, the Koreans are also very keen in polishing their English. It dawned upon me that people are not practising what their mentors are preaching. Our teachers are ranting endlessly for us to pass our chinese, (which often proves to be futile...:( ) while most of us here are practising on other foreign language. Well, people predict the Chinese market to prosper, and making China one of the major hub for trade. So why then are we practising on Korean, Japanese knowing very well of the limited opportunities to speak the language?

    I've realised that we speak those languages because for some strange resons, it make us look cool and trendy. According to my 3hours-of-listening-to-the-characters-in-Boys over flowers-speaking-korean, I discovered that one of the factors that attribute to this feeling of being trendy, is the beautiful phonology of this language. Korean has charming prosodic qualities too.
    The second reason for this is also becuase people want to associate themselves with these koreans.
    you see for yourselves how beautiful these people are. It's no wonder that people want to have affliations with them - and firstly, by speaking the same language.


    reality at its best.


    Saturday, September 5, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [10:39 PM]

    I was slacking through the first half of my Homecoming shift. Settling comfortably at the steamers place, and playing Duel Masters with an equally bored ducky. C'mon, gimme a job! And BenChua would occassionally pop around and spoil our game...To hell with you righteous idiots!!!  Anyway, i helped earn $20 for the second half. ^ ^


    those two pics are in the morning when i was still soundly asleep at home. hehheh, who cares about taking pics? ( kope from darrel's blog...)

    福迪馆... I remembered that I was that smart idiot who came up with the chinese characters...




    reality at its best.


    Friday, September 4, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [6:00 PM]

    I walk the road of bequest. Why do we go to school? Do we go to school for our beloved future? Do we go to school for our parents, whose only requests are good academic results? Do we go to school, because the shopping malls don't open at such wee hours in the morning? Even though we can foretell homewrok, why do we complain like some @sshole when we  receive the damned?

    I hate homework, and I'm sure most of you do.


    Homework ensconce itself comforably on friday, squashing Saturday flat.
    Homework makes the people mad, sniggers and laughs and pray.
    The homework dogma ruins man's ego, and spoils his day. this is poem is a property of VICLAUS YIP.

    My grandad reveals that in his youth, he was a student by day, and a plantation worker by night. And tell me why i wasn't surprised when i saw his report card..."31/40" ...zzz (he's proud tt he was from chung cheng main, but i think CHS is much better...)
    I said i walk this road of legacy, though we're apart by two generations, we have the common purpose for education - THE BRIGHT FUTURE LIES AHEAD!


    I'm so gonna finished this pile of homework and then start mugging for EOYS!!!  

    those who can't handle violence, pls dont click play.



    see you guys tommorrow in Homecoming@CHS


    reality at its best.


    Thursday, September 3, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [5:34 PM]

    BOREDOM. That's the word to use when I got my first MC of the year for PE. Yes, the FIRST. Imagine sitting down on the grandstand area and zooning out as EOY approaches. Well, I was like reading my scrambled sci notes (and HCL Oral notes mann chill it!) while watching the red badges playing their cranky game of soccer. It's really amusing to see how that bunch of rascals kicking each other on the legs, while sometimes, one or two pro manage to dribble past the mob of rampaging bulldozers and net home. Mann, I wanna play something! Curse this bout of illness...  But i have to get along with life.

    Btw, we had some kind of personality test during the CRUSH session, and I got 'critics'. Yeah, I ain't rantting i am a critic sort in reality, but just know that i rebuke people usually because u KAJIAO me first.


    reality at its best.


    Wednesday, September 2, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [6:19 PM]

    Some people prefer Coke Zero to the original Coca-cola recipe. I don't see how this zero calorie can become people's first choice, i mean how can a can of fizzy drink be zero calorie? Anyhow, there are rumours surfacing that Coke Zero, Coke Light, Pepsi Zero,...and the like actually kills sperms! Apparently it is the artificial sweeteners that actually does this gruesome job.


    Last night, as I reluctantly sipped through my Kickapoo Zero ( my mum ordered it...)I realised that sucralose (some wierd artificial sweetener i found on the label) has replaced sucrose( natural sugar .. duh). Think about it, we're actually consuming chemicals which derived from don't know where, and most people actually feel cool about it. I guess the coca-cola people did an excellent job in painting the ZERO CALORIE word. *hands down*


    Now did I just sparked off a lightbulb in your heads? Think about food in the future...Like how in the past salt has been replaced by MonoSodiumGlutamate.
    And I just thought that MAYBE, some smart guy can create some kind of capsule that when eaten can trigger the memory of a specific taste in our brains. That'll be cool, and MSG, when taken excessively causes hairfall, can now be consumed without having to worry about its drawbacks!


    Three cheers to Health and M...Memory Food!    Hip, Hip Hoorray CHEERIOO!!!


    reality at its best.


    Tuesday, September 1, 2009
    Nobody is Perfect, I'm nobody. [3:56 PM]

    38 degrees celcius! WTF... im down with this bout of sore throat + cold... But im still going to sch. After all, tmr is the last HCL double period before the HCL oral, and having one years wif long, we know very well that she would only go through oral on double periods. Fret not, im better now, 37.1 degrees celcius.

    btw i was surfing the net and i came across this...




    haha


    reality at its best.