tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27786963151893003962011-07-08T12:12:49.036+08:00M.I.A Boys Love PinkFanaticshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03732921395459757225noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2778696315189300396.post-51330405355385842882009-11-20T00:09:00.001+08:002009-11-20T00:11:11.911+08:00happy birthdat to my idol!!<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:180%;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLIVER SCOTT SYKES!!!!!!!!! YOU ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!</span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2778696315189300396-5133040535538584288?l=boyslovepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fanaticshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03732921395459757225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2778696315189300396.post-60511743736490670462009-10-17T22:05:00.000+08:002009-10-17T22:06:13.475+08:00<span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">ok i rephrase. i can scream. but, there is a extra voice in my throat that i do not want. and its softer. ):</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2778696315189300396-6051174373649067046?l=boyslovepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fanaticshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03732921395459757225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2778696315189300396.post-9605390907176986542009-10-17T21:37:00.003+08:002009-10-17T21:47:57.188+08:00I'M SCAREDDDDDD!!!! ):<span style="color:#ff0000;">alright. so i went to wildwildwet with soonlai, melvin, elvis, and xing han. fucking awesome. it was like, we chiong every single mothafuggin ride. hahahahahahah. the U ride was the awesomest-est one. damn nice. its like they put you on a little float, and they slide you down a seemingly never ending 80 degree slide. and its like so high, everyone was like screaming cuz it was so scary. no pictures were taken, i repeat, NO PICTURES WERE TAKEN. sorry for the inconvenience caused. we went everywhere, took every slide and ride, and ended up doing stupid things in the lazy pool. we were like totally trying to fit all of us into a small float, we kept capsizing, and everyone was laughing at us. soonlai and me started dry humping on the float for no reason but what the heck, it was fun. </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">playplayplay..then get sunburn. nabeibutengteng. </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">so jack and jill went up a hill, they spent some time there and jill came back down pregnant and jack came back down really tired. go figure. </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;">anyway, i do not know what is happening to my throat. i haven't been able to scream musically for these past 3 days. i'm afraid my throat might be wrecked. damnnnnnn. i cant lose my screaming voice. its my life. oh damn. i hope my throat recovers soon. advices anyone?</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;">i cant lose my screaming voice. not now. my dream to be popular in a screamo band is not fufilled yet!!!! ): someone please help me...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2778696315189300396-960539090717698654?l=boyslovepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fanaticshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03732921395459757225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2778696315189300396.post-46486818314617625032009-10-16T18:28:00.004+08:002009-10-16T19:19:19.713+08:00self reflection<span style="color:#ff0000;">hey. i know its been forever since i last updated. like what the fuck, i know.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">ok. i've been really busy. so two things</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">1) i've been really busy making covers to put on youtube. and i'll probably bomb everything on my page soon.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">2)i've been busy spending time with my family, best friends and bros, for the holidays are ending soon.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">In case nobody knows, i'm 17. it'll be another year til i can drive a car, or buy alcohol without having to "act man". But thats not the fucking point. point is, i have lived for so damn long, but there are only some things that i'm capable of</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">doing<br />lets start listing those that i can already do :</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">1) playing the guitar</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">2) playing the piano</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">3) screaming (musically)</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">4) badminton</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">5) soccer</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">6) swimming</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">7) basketball</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">8) wing chun </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">9) taekwondo</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">10) rollerblade</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">11) ice-skating</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">12) running</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">13) fighting =.=</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">14) cooking</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">15) irritating people =.=</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">16) climbing trees</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">17) climbing mountains</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">18) PE</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">19) biology</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">20) english</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">21) getting the girl i love truly</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">22) treating my family nicely</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">22) anything basic people can already do</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">now. lets summarise this list into the things that i am actually considered GOOD at :</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">1) playing the guitar<br />2) playing the piano ( i'm a diploma holder and i'm most pleased with this achievement)<br />3) screaming (musically)</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">4) ice-skating.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">5) treating my family nicely ( in fact, i am not gonna praise myself and say that i'm a wonderful son to my two wonderful parents). in fact, i make them real mad at times</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">there. a whole long list of shit summarised to that short lil list.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">as you can see, this is all i've achieved in 17 years of living. some of my close friends call me a douche bag (JOKINGLY), and sometimes, i'd get pissed with them.. BUT. come to think of it, maybe they are right. i could be very well a douche bag my friends. for i know nothing but these miserable 5 things( as listed above)</span><br /><p><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span> </p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span> </p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span> </p><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">its so saddening to know that i cant seem to do these things properly. its like, i've done it before. but doing it before ain't the same as having the ability to do it properly for the rest of my entire fucking life.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">i cant seem to ace subjects i study.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">i cant seem to master the art of soccer, basketball, etc, etc.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">i cant seem to socialise well. and i end up having nothing to say when you plop and really hot girl right in front of me ( LIKE REALLYREALLY HOT THOSE KIND, NORMAL HOT ONES I STILL CAN HANDLE. )</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">i cant seem to treat everyone nicely</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">i cant seem to like everybody just for who they are</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">And i have to say, i am proud to have a couple of girlfriends who i truly love and care. but still i cant seem to be able to get hold of the other ones who i like but cant get to --- (not saying i'm like a playboy or shit, only 2. i swear, only 2.) --- but, i'm always too late. its like they are so far from me, and i cant seem to get to them, and i'm always too late cuz, i cant chase after them fast enough, and even when i do, some other guy already beat me to them. how pathetic, i know.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">ANYWAY! i did not fail any module. i repeat. i DID NOT FAIL any module, and i have been promoted to semester two. yippee. yay</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">andandand, i've been having these sleepless nights, for about a week and a half already. like, sleep at 1, wake up at 2, sleep at 3, wake up at 3.30. then cannot sleep all the way. like what the fuck am i suppose to do at 3.30 in the morning. so i'll watch 24 the series. and then my dad will come out and he'll be like " siao ah. so late still watch..off..NOW!" then i'll off. then i'll go to my room and on the lights. so i can read a fuggen book. then my mom, being a light sleeper in nature, will come out, and she'll be like, "Arron ah. so late still on the light. go and sleep..NOW!!" then i'll be like wtf..then i'll off my light and start talking to myself, tossing and turning, til the next morning 7 o clock. then i'll on my laptop and go online. How sweet is my life huh. yay!. and you think yours is shit.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">ok. O levels approaching when? 15 days? 20??? anyway. good luck to the people who are taking their O levels this year yeah!! i do not believe in god but i'm sure that if you study hard. some holy person will bless you and you'll like score 6 points for your l1r5. okok, maybe if your cca good minus 2 point, become 4. then to those taking higher mt or shit. minus 2 again.. then become 2. then like enter a imba fuggen-ed JC and study hard there, next time become doctor and lawyer earn big big money treat me eat chicken rice. k.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">ok bottomline. i just bought a ZARA BEANIE for like 19.90. fucking cheep right. somemore, its nice. andandand..i left my mp3 in a bus, and my handphone spoil. cannot unlock keypad. so have to use chapalang shit phone. zzzz. secondary bottomline is, i have no music player anymore, so good ol' soonlai lent me his old ipod. steady guy! steady! weee. now i can eat my low mai kai in peace knowing that i have a music player.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">thought i'd share a stupid but funny story with you guys from yang ee's blog. CREDITS TO GOH YANG EE FOR IT TOO.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">Amazing Adventures of Ah Moi</span> </span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">One fine day, Ah Moi go to Shop&Save to buy pei pei mian (cup noodles), then afterthat he choose the flavour of pei pei mian he want already, then afterthat he went to casher to pay for the pei pei mian. Ah Moi go to the casher den he pay for the pei pei mian, it cost 70cent, but he gave the casher auntie 100 dollars note. The casher auntie was very very very pissed off, so the casher auntie take her slipper then smack on Ah Moi's penis. then Ah Moi screamed very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very LOUD!The casher auntie gave Ah Moi his 99 dollars and 30 cent change back, then Ah Moi went home with pain on his weewee. After he reached home he open the pei pei mian cover, then an UFO fly out of the pei pei mian cup. Ah Moi was very shocked, then the UFO became very very big, then an alien came out of the UFO ship. Ah Moi was very very very scared then he take a knife to stab the alien. The alien wasnt affected by the stab of the knife. The alien take chilli sauce throw at Ah Moi's eyes, then Ah Moi is in very pain. his eyes are bulging and super sore. The alien laughed at Ah Moi and kick Ah Moi head. Ah Moi's head flew off his body then the head bounced around the house, then the alien play shaolin soccer with Ah Moi's head. Ah Moi's house is filled with blood, in the end the alien took the pei pei mian Ah Moi bought and add hot water den after 3 mins the alien eat the pei pei mian happily.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;">i was lazy so i just copied and paste the whole damn thing</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2778696315189300396-4648681831461762503?l=boyslovepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fanaticshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03732921395459757225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2778696315189300396.post-46091607226376809172009-08-17T00:38:00.002+08:002009-08-17T00:42:29.349+08:00happy birthday to meeeeeeeeee!<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">happy birthday to meeee</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">happy birthday to meeee</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">happy birthdayto arron</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">happy birthday to meeee!!!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;"><span style="font-size:130%;">its just so insignificant. no one will ever remember. (: sadded. only a few hardcore "brothers" and "sister" will remember.</span> year by year will pass, i'll get older and older. To me, its one of the greatest day. to others, its just a typical day of the week..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2778696315189300396-4609160722637680917?l=boyslovepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fanaticshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03732921395459757225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2778696315189300396.post-32840694845129167092009-08-14T16:22:00.007+08:002009-08-17T00:45:03.700+08:00starting all over againnnnn<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUcG1Ekeymo/SoUioxLzMGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/0IH3ULw6kUQ/s1600-h/oli+sykes+high+five.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369736214502125666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUcG1Ekeymo/SoUioxLzMGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/0IH3ULw6kUQ/s320/oli+sykes+high+five.jpg" border="0" /></a>
<br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">ok. i'm not saying its wrong, but i just feel that there is a need to rethink about what i post. everything is so messy, there is not sequence whatsoever. As such, i have made a decision, a decision done to change my blog, i have permanantly deleted all my previous posts. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div>
<br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">ok, so what to blog about..
<br />major exams coming right up, AE&E, CPPA, MIP, AP chem, maths. ahhhhh..die</span></div><div>
<br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">maths is goooooood
<br />CPPA AND APchem is ok... </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">MIP is a little less then ok </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">and AE&E sucks.
<br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">anyway..i've decided that i should go for vocal lessons, if i want to improve my screaming. for those of you who do not know, yes, i love screamo, BUT, i dont know if i'm doing it correctly, the sound comes out, but, my diaphragm hurts, when its not supposed to. hence the thought of vocal lessons. oh well, guess i'll just continue keeping oliver sykes as my idol for now(he's the one in the picture above).</span></div><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span>
<br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;">oh yeah. i heart my "brothers" and "sisters"</span></span>
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