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Relocation in progress

Sat, 14 Mar 2009 08:45:25 GMT

Hey y'all. Your favourite blogger's relocating to blogspot for a while. Catch you there.

imcominatcha.blogspot.com

Banana honey milkshake

Thu, 12 Mar 2009 12:48:26 GMT

Yeah I just downed one of those things...

Although it does make you wanna cringe, it doesn't taste all that bad. Or maybe that's cos' my tastebuds were wiped out at first contact >.<

I'm gonna get my AdiPure boots tomorrow!! Wow I can't wait!

Apparently, my coach has a contact in some shoe shop. This means he can get us players a HUGE discount! Like, I'm only gonna be paying $130 bucks instead of the normal $200! Now isn't that simply awesome?? To top it off, Arsenal beat Roma yesterday!
*cheer*

Fine, it wasn't as spectacular as the Liverpuddlians victory but WE'RE THROUGH and that's all that matters! Even though Bendtner was back to his floppy self with his ever-willingness to return posession to the opposition. Idiot!

And speaking of idiots, you're listening to one right at this very moment. I went to buy socks form Queensway just now. The list of stuff was:

Two pairs of size S for Mark
One pair of M for Emann
One pair of M for myself

I ended up buying two Ms for Mark and having to go back to swap it. Went home, happily took a shower, then realised to my indescribable horror that I had gotten myself an L...

So, %#*& me had to drag myself back to Queensway to exchange the pair. And M was sold out T.T

Like, WHAT??

Oh yeah. I also went to Weston to try their boots for size. When I returned the sales person my pair and got up to leave, that motherfucking sonofabitch turned to one of his colleagues and 'whispered' in chinese, "****, that guy only wants to try the AdiPure. Keep an eye on that **** ****". What fucking good professionalism! Is that what they taught him in brick-laying school? At least I passed my PSLE unlike certain people!

Yes, I do realise that ~~bastard~~ man might have felt upset that I didn't buy the pair, but his comments were totally unecessary. I'd been buying from there since who remembers when too! Well, if that's the way Weston plans to attract customers, I wish them all the best. BUT. I'm NEVER going back to Weston again!!

Stupid, pea-brained...

PS: Pardon my French. I really was mad. Grrrr...

Fly Emirates

Mon, 09 Mar 2009 13:06:09 GMT

Happy belated b'day Jon!! Hope you liked the cake in the face!!

If you want pictures, go here. We would like to extend our thanks to Jasmyn for them pics.

Devious little pixies!! They didn't leave me out of their sneaky plan either! Just that, in this case, I too was the subject of their brutal and humiliating prank! It wasn't even my birthday and I already got mauled and trampled by Jas T and gang (I mean it when I say gang). I really don't want to imagine what'll happen when it really is my birthday... the gang were saying they would ambush me in the morning with
*shudder*
...cake...

Looks like I'll be taking an MC haha. I'm gonna end this with a really ____ (fill in suitable word here) quote from Rui Yang. Brace yourself.

"In euthanasia, one can see both life and death, but it is not life, nor is it death"

Like, what???? Go figure why don't you?

Down down dooby-doo dum dum...

Fri, 06 Mar 2009 15:16:45 GMT

Today was so incredibly long I can't believe I'm still awake right now. Am I insane or something? Don't answer that! I averaged SIX hours a night from I-lost-count-how-many-weeks ago. Like, booo... my expressions's more fixed than the stone dudes on Easter Island >.<

Back to my horrendously (I think I spelled it wrongly) draggy day. I thought the lectures were totally ~~crap~~ awesome! I totally ~~did not~~ understood ~~anything~~ everything taught to me! And then Econs...ever had this feeling you were paying 100% attention to someone before jolting awake with a lurching motion that always makes your heart beat faster? No? Try sitting through one of MY lectures. Better than the Viking in most theme parks I can assure you!

And if that wasn't bad enough, I still had training to attend. T.T
I went home and tried to power nap. Power my *ss!! I felt like Andrew Mark on steroids had powered over me after I got up. Yes, I did not fall asleep cos' Walter kept disturbing me for guitar strings to buy. I mean, doesn't Yamaha hire people to do that?? So screw, I downed a bowlful of glucose to wake myself up and attend training.

Guess what?

Today's training was tactical as tactical can be. Which you'll have realised, unless you have a very thick skull, was very tactical. So poor me juggled the ball for ten - FIVE?? - minutes, then was cruelly relegated to watching the first eleven do tactical drills. We then stopped like, an hour later, and that was it for today. WHAT IN THE WORLD?!! Of all the days to pick for the slackest training of the century, it HAD to be today! And here I was all twitchy and spasmic with sugar running through my veins, staring at the by-line at the J2s do their drills!! NO FAIR!! People get paid to act deranged!!

NB: the liberal use of exclamation marks and capitol letters are not punctuation errors. The writer uses these effects to demonstrate his persona's displeasure at having to eat the glucose for no reason, whatsoever.

Fuming at the injustice of this planet, I promptly went home and did MY own training for two hours. Bad idea Marcus. Now, not only do I feel tired from lack of sleep, my ENTIRE body is tingling with pain! From the tips of my toes to the split ends of my hair, all together now...OW!

So now you see why i'm just glad to be alive?

bug eyed

Thu, 05 Mar 2009 12:52:15 GMT

I feel....

alone

Somehow, in a moment of epiphany, I discover I don't have anybody to talk to. Well yes, I can very easily sms or MSN somebody, but I just don't feel... comfortable.

I'm like surrounded by friends, but I strangely feel so distant, so unattached to what's happening around me. You Wei and Joan have even began labelling me as a 'dreamer', as if i'm perpetually stoned. And i'm not on anything illegal. Don't mistake me, I am paying attention. It's just...AARRRGGGG!!

What's up with this funk i'm in? So hard to be me!!

Schizo; I'm walking with an engel on my right and the devil on my left

Marcus

The four great evils

Wed, 04 Mar 2009 13:05:32 GMT

As I sit in front of this gramma slow laptop, I find myself wondering about some of the decisions I made in JC life so far. Thinking back, I realise some of the choices I made which looked terrible at first turned out for the better. And then I recall those I made which I'm kinda regretting now =[

Personally, I prefer it if I retain no regrets after a decision, major or otherwise. You probably share that feeling so you'll know how awful it is when you discover what appeared to be the best thing that happened to you was actually the force that pulled the trigger of the gun to your head. If you don't, just put a gun to your head and squeeeeezeee...

I'm currently juggling the flaming torches of

SCHOOL WORK

SOCCER

CHURCH

FRIENDS
(or should I say fiends)

School: mountains and mountains of homework! They even have snow-tipped peaks!

Soccer...
Training FOUR times a week!! Insanity! And my entire March holidays are gone with the trip to Vietnam from the 16th to the 20th.

Church,
has been pretty laid-back lately. Only the upcoming musical...crap I forgot! Tabbi just smsed me. Rehearsel this Saturday?!! That clashes with training!! SEE WHAT I MEAN!

Friends?
My can you call some of them that? It's not like I need politics or backbiting or mood swings! But do they care?? No...bunch of selfish pricks >.<

If this isn't burden enough, try having to cope with a severe lack of sleep!

Shoot! Should have just stuck to my original gameplan to go work at MacDonalds. At least the uniform's colourful!

But ya know what? At least I'm utilising EVERY single minute of free time I have. I treasure my quiet moments more. Not being in a relationship or anything has also made things much easier now. I can finally hear myself think! If I think at all that is. Hey I do try!!

So maybe, when YOU next find a quiet little isle amidst the cacophony of life, you'll love it all the more. Cos' that's what I've learned =]

Marcus

Your secrets are mine

Fri, 27 Feb 2009 09:46:08 GMT

You keep spewing them out! Different secrets to different people. And you think they'll never tell. But nobody ever not tells. Nobody's that trustworthy. But most people are so trustable. Fools.

The only sure way to keep a ~~secret~~ secret is to
kill
the person you just told.

Just like a bloody wound, it drips...

and drips...

and you keep leaking them out.

While the leech sucks and grows...
...and gets fat on your blood.

And you can only wonder and puzzle over the gradual dizziness that ovecomes you.

Slowly...

bLACK

What a pretty [horrifying] creature!

Thu, 26 Feb 2009 13:52:53 GMT

You know the cross-country running event the school organized yesterday? Well, one of my friends, Beth, was taken away by the ambulance. The screaming sirens were kinda drowned out by the ROARING thunder so you can't blame me for not knowing.

But enough about that. Beth. Somebody told me about her sometime or other yesterday and I feared the worst. I mean, it was an ECNALUBMA after all! Was it a fracture? Maybe cardiac arrest?

NO...

It was the deaded...
Butterfly >.<

Apparently, Beth took one look at the insect, registered the wings and six legs, and promptly began hyperventilating. Now how lame is that? HAHA

So all's well that ends well. At least she didn't die O.O

~~~

Take a look at this AMV. Simply the best around!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ue0MCLWhLyk

Rain rain go away/Come again when it's like, convenient or something

Wed, 25 Feb 2009 12:17:41 GMT

How do you bite yourself while chewing on a Mentos??

~~~

The entire population of ACJC dragged themselves down to Bishan for cross-country today. Yes, Dover to Bishan. That's really far >.<

But anyway, the weather began with the sun high in the sky, with not a cloud to be seen. In fact, when Madam kick-started the event with a prayer, she asked God for "a few more clouds". Oh how she would rue that line later!!

FYI, my leg's injured. It's actually more my lower butt but I just call it my leg cos' I have no idea what it's official term is. So with a crippled leg, you'd expect me to finish dead last isn't it? So did I really. But I got 116 out of like 300 O.O Imagine if I had had the use of BOTH legs! I somehow fail to understand how a guy like me, with my one+half step to their every two, can beat half the competing population. There were J2s running as well...

Enough boasting. Almost right after I crossed the finish line, the skies opened up. How can that be right? Didn't I just say the clouds seemed to have gone into hiding? Well they returned with reinforcements.

The onslaught of rain just fell like...like...rain...and it poured and gushed and...
Think of one of those theme parks where you get wet under torrents of water while your friends and you laugh and have a ball...now lower the temperature some. Make that a lot.

So cold. So hungry. So...OH F*CK MY BAG'S IN THE RAIN!!

Now a sidenote here. My bag IS waterproof. Unfortunately, I usually leave my phone in the side pocket, which is exposed to all things wet and dripping. I'm an absolute flop right? I know I know. So it's just as well I kept the phone INSIDE my bag this time. Like, WHEW!

But screw glabal warming. I bet that's what caused the inter-spatial instant warping of them clouds. Save the environment people.

Use less toilet paper.

Facebooking

Sat, 21 Feb 2009 15:17:12 GMT

So here I was, minding my own business when out of the blue,
Ding-ding!
This thing pops up from the side of my com screen

"You have received a new e-mail from ********@*****.com"

YES, once again, Facebook has somehow contrived to send me yet another piece of spam! And I'm not even in that social website!! Thus, gritting my teeth and suppressing a sigh, I clicked on the blue box with the intention of deleting it (yet again). Mouse pointer hovering over 'Delete', I hesitated. Should I give in? Maybe if I do Facebook will stop the mails requesting me to join them once and for all. Hmmm, there's a thought!

To cut the long story short, I joined.

But boy was I SO WRONG! Since I passed through the doors of the Facebook universe, I've had a constant stream of emails. Most are along the lines of

"____ has accepted you as a friend"

So you can imagine how much deleting I've made in the last half-hour...
Blast, does the universe ever stop at anything to make your life that little bit more inconvenient??

I don't know what posessed me to give this networking site a shot. As I type, pop-ups are popping up (duh) with notifications again and again and again...in fact, in the time I took to write this sentence, SIX, no now SEVEN of those bloody things have 'popped'. Really regretting caving in to that impulse >.<

So moral of the story:
ALWAYS press delete.

Marcus
Loving his Taylor loads