KANG TOI

Don't know what the dickens that meant but brother kept yelling it.Said it meant "go die you sick b*****d". White font is annoying, but for the sake of my (nonexistent) readers, I shall use it!

Okay it's really bugging me y'know? I can't read what I'm typing.
Thus said

fin

This recipe I give to thee,
Dear brother in the heat.
Take two of sour (lime let it be)
To one and a half of sweet,
Of Old Jamaica pour three strong,
And add four parts of weak.
Then mix and drink. I do no wrong —
I know whereof I speak.

What a dreadfully delighting way to make punch :D
Dear me, they missed the ice.

Where is the Christmas mood? Non shall thou find here. It seems absurd to me to find people spending days and weeks preparing for a single day's joy.

The death of Christ is important, for without His death, we cannot be saved.
But the birth of Christ is equally important, for without His birth, He cannot die, and thus, we cannot be saved.

Yes, I'm a Christian, but not a Catholic. There's a difference you see.

mmhm, I'm trying my best to follow the life of Bree, A.K.A lonelygirl15 A.K.A Jessica Rose. I heard she (Bree) died but her legacy (however devoid of truth it is) is carrying on. THE RESISTANCE MUAAHAHAHAAHAHA
FALL TO THE ORDER!
I love how WhatTheBuck talked about LG15. hee, that guy's so hilarious. You know he wears proper up and not down?
Addiction : I write sins, not tragedies - Panic! At the Disco (Panic at the Disco)
I try my best not to go foul mamee.

Ah..our substitute Christmas tree is looking mighty....fine..sort of.
I better stop looking at it, makes me feel silly.

Life today:
I only got 2 presents. One from Joseph and Esther, the other from s-i-l Elizabeth ( how sweet, NOT)
I'm guessing it's a bomb or something.
Mum didn't give me a present, dad didn't either.
): ( see? I'm frowning)

okay nevermind, not like I mind, right? ( i so DO T.T)

The meaning of Christmas ( my opinion):
Christmas is... not Jesus's birthday.(CITE 1)( gasps and cries from the readers O_O)
that's a very famous misconception, really. Everyone thinks Christmas is Christ's birthday and that when He flew off into the clouds, he went to North Pole instead and became the famed "Santa Clause."
Sorry, Santa Claus.

You know I read one really interesting article :
ROVANIEMI, FINLAND -

Stanley Twinkleflake is an exile. Three years ago, the diminutive snow elf and three of his closest companions were banished from the North Pole by an enraged Santa Claus, who accused them of trying to unionize his workshop.

“Now we can’t even go north of the Arctic circle,” sighs Twinkleflake, who has relocated to this northern Finnish town just shy of the 66th parallel. “You can’t even get decent cloudberries here.”

At issue is Claus’ treatment of his large elvish work force, which annually produces some 700 million toys with a market value in excess of $14 billion. Critics claim that the elves work long hours for low pay under hazardous conditions. Particularly at issue is Claus' adamant refusal to give the elves any sort of health insurance and his stubborn insistence on keeping his manufacturing operations at the North Pole, where governmental oversight is nonexistent.

“It was bad enough trying to make wooden rocking horses and sleds during the depths of an arctic winter,” says Twinkleflake, “but nowadays all the kids want is electronics. You try working with all those chemicals in perpetual darkness.”

During the winter (approximately Sept. 21 to March 21), the sun never rises at the North Pole, and temperatures as low as minus 59 degrees Fahrenheit have been recorded.

“That’s cold, even for a snow elf,” says Holly Stockingstuffer, an independent filmmaker who recently released a fiercely anti-Claus documentary entitled The Workshop: The High Cost of Free Toys. “The conditions up there are subhuman. I mean, leaving aside the bitter cold and the months of darkness for a moment, there is the wildlife problem. There are literally hundreds of ill-tempered polar bears roaming freely about the property. And those flying reindeer don’t smell too sweet either.”

Polar bears are the world’s largest land predator and can weigh more than 1,500 pounds.

Claus’ spokes-elf, Celeste “Bubbles” Nognipper, is dismissive of the complaints. “Elves are immortal. They don’t need health insurance. This is just the griping of a few bad snowflakes.” As for the supposedly subhuman conditions, Nognipper points out that elves “aren’t human.”

“See how far immortality will get you after you’ve been mauled, chewed up and regurgitated by a thousand-pound bear,” retorts Twinkleflake. “Immortality doesn’t mean we can’t suffer wounds or feel pain. We need proper doctors and cheap pain-killers.”

Claus himself denied repeated requests for an interview, but issued the following statement: “Ho! Ho! Ho!”

“I think that perfectly sums up our policy toward this--and every other--issue,” Nognipper says.

Wages are another concern. Claus pays the elves solely in candy canes, the local currency. While a good worker can make as many as 50 candy canes per day (plus room and board), the cane has little value outside of polar regions.

Stockingstuffer says the lack of legitimate alternative employment for the snow elves exacerbates the problem.

“In general, humans won’t hire magical creatures. There are exceptions--Wonka has his Oompa-Loompas, and Google has its wizards--but those are pretty much closed shops. If you are a snow elf, the workshop is the only game in town.”

Additionally, Stockingstuffer charges that Claus’ low expenses and infinite wealth allow him to produce toys well below cost, which he dumps on the world market once a year. Surprisingly, traditional toy makers such as Hasbro (nyse: HAS - news - people ), Mattel (nyse: MAT - news - people ) and Topps (nasdaq: TOPP - news - people ), have mostly kept mum about the “Santa situation.”

In fact, Warner Flackmouth, president of the Worldwide Association of Toys and Trinkets, a Washington, D.C.-based lobbying group, insists that relations with Claus are cordial. “Look, this has been going on for hundreds of years. The industry has a long-standing relationship with Mr. Claus. As long as he confines his philanthropic activities to one day out of the year, we are happy to look the other way. But if he were to expand his operations--say start giving away toys on midsummer’s night eve or something--we would have a problem on our hands."

Okay enough about Santa, no he is NOT Christ. He's some fictional character made by coca cola ( notice why he's red?)

I hate coca cola. ( you all know that, right?)

Okay soo... Christmas is more of a "remembrance" than a birth date. Christians from all over the world REMEMBER of the day Christ was born,and not celebrate this birthday--
CITATIONS
(1) For many centuries, Christian writers accepted that Christmas was the actual date on which Jesus was born. However, in the early eighteenth century, some scholars began proposing alternative explanations. Isaac Newton argued that the date of Christmas was selected to correspond with the winter solstice, which in ancient times was marked on December 25. In 1743, German Protestant Paul Ernst Jablonski argued Christmas was placed on December 25 to correspond with the Roman solar holiday Dies Natalis Solis Invicti and was therefore a "paganization" that debased the true church.In 1889, Louis Duchesne suggested that the date of Christmas was calculated as nine months after the Annunciation on March 25, the traditional date of the conception of Jesus.
-wikipedia

Something tells me I should end here so...

fin

You know the squeaky hamster?
Ahh I'm like some kid addicted to some random sentence now.
You know the squeaky hamster?
You know the squeaky hamster?
You know the squeaky hamster?
You know the squeaky hamster?

I'm BACK! To those who did not miss me. And to those who DID, no happy welcomings to you.
Because gu jie hasn't invited us to her Christmas party): I smell a rat(hamster :D)

Okay so the past few COLD days, I showered ( bathed more like it) in COLD water, helped grandma slosh out the COLD ice water from the freezer, slept on a sofa in the COLD living room with a fan blasting COLD air full blast at me without a blanket, brrr...COLD... that's about all that's COLD. You know how you look at a certain word, it starts getting alien to you?

What else? No TV, no internet, no fridge (sub- no chocolate, no ice cream), no hot water, no bed, no breakfast, no lunch and no friends.

And this rotten splitting headache! Feels like I'm having a hangover. But I haven't drank any liquor for a long time! and those times were just COOKING WINE SOUP!
Like, not even 1%. Bro said I needed to drink like 50 bowls before i feel anything, heehee :D
I'm rambling.
The end.
Did i mention the cold bath was pretty nice?

stop complaining i don't blog! sheesh, i haven't the sum-gey ( means interest somewhat) do go on!
Fine, here's a post if you care to read.
Butterfly : I realized i can't do the butterfly. Y'know, that swimming technique. mmhm, right. can't do the butterfly.
This is Justin! My aunt's husband's brother's son :D isn't he just adorable?

Uhh..soo I went to s'pore on Wednesday. My cousin's right! he said Singapore is boring. On the very first night, he brought us to Geylang! Okay wait let me this back :
Day 1 : My cousin (another one) was speeding like some possessed demon! He actually took less than 3 hours (7 till 9.30) to get to JB! even after we stopped twice! anyways, we had McD lunch at JB city center something. ( we actually walked aimlessly around for half an hour trying to decide on what to eat)
(by the way : we refers to my 2 girl cousins and 1 guy cousin and I)
After that we were driving around trying to get to the immigration point. Tough luck, they sealed all the roads. Stupid signs said WOODLANDS -> so we went -> and ended up getting diverted. My cousin (guy) kept spewing colourful cantonese words. hehe I shan't repeat them for the sakes of some unfortunate junior readers. Anyways! We called tai yee (aunt) and derek ( cousin) and they were like, so impatient. kept asking us to find some petrol station (petrolnas or caltex ) so we FINALLY found them. was pretty straight-forward after that. went through the immi and got stuck in a jam. okay fine, JAM. I tried to sms lene then but couldn't. ( later i found out i needed to add +65) Anyways that was when the radio started going haywire (MY FM dum dum dum ~STATIC~ 98.7 FM ) odd. then my dad's i-lend-to-you phone started going crazy too. every second an sms came in from maxis. Then my maxis turned into singtel. Go dad and his roaming.
okay nevermind. immi, we were cursing at those slow-pokes then when we reached the counter, i had to fill in some white card! heehee, better not curse anymore or you might end up with the same fate ,eh?
So derek was like : aiya! you didn't fill up!? then to the guy : sorry la bro, sorry la.
Okay FINALLY we reached their place. Turns out I have to sleep with my 2 GIRL COUSINS.
ouch.
so after that we went out to jurong point. okaaay, we actually rotted around @ John Little. (teehee my namesake)
Blah blah blah then we went over to my AUNT'S MOTHER-in-LAW'S house. sheesh, my aunt is so rude to them. derek too, well we were actually waiting for derek but for 2 HOURS!! can you believe it!? we rotted at their place for over 2 hours!! I was sleeping/lolling on their couch. but justin was there so it's okay. i think justin is gonna grow up to be a gay. why? because he sticks to guys more than girls. my 2 cousins tried to coax him but resulted in an EPIC PHAIL. i took pictures of him and he came lumbering over to me, all the while giggling and gibbering.
JUSTIN IS SO MUCH CUTER THAN KENDRICK OR HOWEVER YOU SPELL HIS NAME
credits to lene's blog which credits shermae's friendster account which indirectly credits their camera/ her phone. therefore credits go to her phone/camera and non to them.

after that we went to some cafe called yellow banana / 3 monkeys cafe ( i never figured out which is the main name) for dinner. there, i managed to sms lene. like FINALLY. after a billion tries!! (okay not but it seems like it) anyways, I gobbled down a whole Joe burger!( i forgot the name , just remembered Joe and burger) i was like, ordering it and they said : are you sure you can finish that? then aunt said : aiya if he can't we'll help him la.
Mmhm! They helped me alright, helped me eat the fries that is. Gosh it was huge! not even TGI's worldfamous burger could defeat me but this totally knocked me out. Still, i managed to eat a bit more after that but pheew.. mass overload.
then after that!! we ( derek, cousins and the possessed driver cousin) took a walk along orchard road. sweeet, i took pictures of the revolving donut.
Dollies!! reminds me of Noddy.
Fake tree thingy!
Need I say more?
and the GIANT INEDIBLE REVOLVING GLITTERING DONUT!
ORCHARD ROAD!!!!! ( and the tiny sticky square note there says CAVE CUM!!!)
i think? Singaporeans go find out yourselves.

Then we went to the MRT station and met up with one of my 2 girl cousins university friends.
3 guys 2 girls. well actually to be more specific, one of the guys had a beaver-like face with pimples ( HAH I CAN SAY THAT WITHOUT GUILT NOW!!! BECAUSE MINE'S ALL CLEARED UP!!!(shall blog about that next time, or later?))
anyways he was hitting on the elder of my cousin girls!!! sheesh, the younger is nicer, why choose the elder?
Another guy was like, TALL. A long haired guy. man, he was TALL! (didn't i just mention that? yes it did but i felt that it needed to be repeated, and when i repeat twice i say it's something worth mentioning blah blah blah) I mean, yeah, I'm tall, i admit. (sheepishly) I'm taller than derek, taller than my demon possessed cousin, taller than both my girl cousins, taller than the 2 other guys and the 2 other girls but this guy is taller than me by almost half a head!!
okay the LAST guy : this guy is so totally NERD. yeah you got that right, NERD. everything about him is NERDISH. I mean, people just can over nerd this guy. well, maybe except that guy i saw in popular the other time. Okay that one is number 1 and this one is number 2! I mean, if nerdishness is a crime, these 2 will be public enemy number 1 & 2 .
gosh..NERD. Something to remember : he was wearing spectacles.

Okay moving on, i shan't talk about the girls lest some people call me a sexist. yeah i talk bad about boys but not girls! because i'm a boy so i'm obliged to talk bad about those of the male species. I'll spare the girls. oh come ON!

so we walked around orchard road, our little rowdy band of thieves teenagers ( oh did i mention i'm in love with MCR'S teenagers? yeah i know it's a bit late but music is supposed to last forever! )

Then derek was like : LETS GO TO THE PUB!!!
then everyone was like, sure why not? then i said : helloo? am i allowed in ? i'm only 15 y'know. and he was like, oh.
oh.
Then my other cousin reminded him that she too was only 17. so his plans got an EPIC PHAIL.
H.A! (Half-Assed laughter)
so there we parted ways with my cousin's friends. but MR BEAVER and MR NERD just wouldn't go! okay fine! let them tag along. we started walking back to the cafe then. oh did i mention derek works at the cafe and that the cafe is owned by his aunt? i didn't did i? now i did.
anyways, we had to cross through a shopping mall. just a lil and there were those hand phone shops EVERYWHERE! that's when i saw it. tucked away in a corner, just a pane of glass seperating us. Xperia 1.
: O
anyways i stared at it a bit longer , but they were walking away too fast, so i had to tear my eyes away from it and rejoin them.
back at the cafe, i spent my first dollars @ 7/11. a bottle of water. whooo go H2O!!
anyways derek wanted to bring us for a ride in his car, so we piled in, minus my aunt.
just the 6 of us. my demon possessed cousin had to go back to JB. 6 including mr beaver and mr nerd.
then i found out the shocking truth! mr beaver actually had a beaver ancestorial! derek was also demon possessed!! he sped like a...demon! in singapore! can you believe it?
okay nevermind. we got a free car tour. and off all places, guess where he went?

!!!! i shan't state what's on the picture for prostitutional purposes various purposes regarding whores people of immorality.(but you can pretty well READ, can't you?)


yup! there! we drove around there. derek brought us INCHES close to them ahem ahems. they were looking at us and we them, with only a pane of glass separating them from us. made me feel like how that X1 did when i was looking at it. woah! they were like, LINING UP in the alleyways. We made a joke out of it, naturally. i asked : are those them!!??? and derek was like, yeah, those are the licensed ones. And those are the freelancers. XD
gosh i even whipped out my camera and took some pictures!!




ahem hem, no comments. ( heehee pretty candid hur?)
and the catchphrase from derek was : YOU DON'T CHOOSE THEM, THEY CHOOSE YOU!
makes me feel like i'm some pokemon. Pikachu! i choose you! I found out that there were like, 40 districts!! or more, how'd i know!? i ain't singaporean. when we turned in, derek said : Welcome to Geylang. Please enjoy yourselves.
anyways, we drove up to mt fable after that horrendous exhibition of chickens: the view and wind was so nice : D




whooo go night mode!
okay what else? mr beaver started getting brave. he wanted to hold my elder cousin's hand but she was like : don't you dare go too far!
then both of them turned around and saw me staring.
AWKWARD!
anyways we drove mr beaver and mr nerd back to their hostel after that and went home.

DAY 2 : this is getting boring isn't it? we woke up at 6 something. well i woke up in the middle of the night because it was so dang hot! the fan was facing them ): ah well, ladies first, right? anyways, they were chattering at 6, that woke me up and i was like, ugh..here we go again.
AWKWARD!

took a shower and brushed my teeth. then aunt let me use msn a bit. okaaaay. oh did i mention lene and i had to pay 1 buck for each sms we sent to each other? i must've spent like 30 bucks worth of sms-es! lene spent 10. And she's forcing me to pay her back!
You want your 10, you come get it yourself!

anyways, the second day was pretty boring. derek dropped my cousins and i at vivo city and went to fix his car. sheeesh....
so we just walked and walked and met up with MR BEAVER AND MR NERD, AGAIN!!!
sheesh, can't they just go away?! anyways mr beaver was looking as beaverish as ever wherelse mr nerd...
okay i told you to remember something, right? something about mr nerd,mmhm. well he wasn't wearing whatever i said just now. which made him look like a SUCKER AND A NERD. Mr sucking nerd.
sheesh, just because i wore contacts doesn't mean he has to follow suit.
and nooo, he isn't wearing contacts. he actually TOOK OFF HIS whatever i stated !! what a dumbass. he looked so stupid!! MR STUPID SUCKING NERD.
ugh...
anyways we walked around and met up with the rest of cousin's friends (minus tall guy). then we walked around the skytop which was like, veeery nice but pretty useless designs.
Then we went to some food republic place for lunch. 5 bucks lunch!!! crazy.
okay the rain spoilt all my plans so i continued tagging along with them. derek dropped us off at the 2 girls' hostel and each room was like, so tiny!! how in the world did they fit 2 beds in it!!!?!?!?
took a shuttle bus to singapore's biodiversity museum. EWWWW gross. dead preserved animals!!! and they don't keep everything behind glass!!! yuck! i saw this monkey floating in yellowed liquid, like how humans are kept in large glass tubes in final fantasy 7.
yuck!
I took pictures but i shan't put them on.
ADULT CONTENT MUAHAHAHAHA
okay we wanted to go to the library after that but non students of NUS weren't allowed.

we went to the G max place when it stopped raining, but just nice when we reached there it started raining again. stupid stupid stupid.
So we went to mr tall guy's hostel place for a look see. and gosh! he was wearing a hair band!! not the rubber band type hair bands, the plastic curve ones? he looked for all the world like an old aunty!!
XD
okay after that i forgot but we ended up in SMRT ( some light rail transit thingy) and bought tickets to ...uh... oh boon keng!
mr beaver and mr S.S NERD still insisted to tag along until we bought the tickets. that's when they left. that's the last we saw of them, like PHEW.
okay went to jurong point from boon keng and met up with aunt and derek there. derek treated us to dinner!! crystal jade something something place.
so AFTER that we went to IMM for shopping! didn't buy much though. bought wonka nerd sna d goobstoppers!! yeehaw!! it's like, impossible to find in malaysia.
but then again, you can't find bubble gum in s'pore, so 1 for 1?
NOT! 1 for 2!
okay so we went back after that. wow, i blogged so long!
DAY 3 : LAST DAY whooo you don't have to put up with my garbage anymore.
i insisted on us going on the singapore flyer. so derek dropped us off there and went to work, he only took 2 days leave.
so aunt went in and said, how much for 1 ticket? 29 bucks. WHA!? for how long? half an hour. what THE!? 1 buck per minute?!
okay so aunt said : let John go alone bah, so expensive.
i really wanted to go so i said i'd pay myself. then the guy was like, how about the rest of you?
aunt : we wait here la!
him : huh!? how can?? he go alone??
aunt : no choice la, so expensive.
him : okay la okay la. I close 1 eye and give you christmas promotion.
the promotion was 2 adults and 2 children under 12. my cousins are so short you know!! like,not even 160 i guess. so the guy said the younger one looked like an 11 year old, and the elder he counted as 12. XD
we laughed hard at that one.
so 60 bucks plus tax i think.
they gave us earphones and some odd device. gosh..can't upload anymore pictures!!
sheesh.
anyways this guy called..i forgot his name but it had a keng in it i think? he was like our guide. not really, we were just listening to his voice over the earphones and the device.
so it started a bit fast but slowed down drastically. so slow!! and it was quite high.
okay i'm slightly afraid of heights.
heightophobie or something, can't really be bothered to Google it.
then after that we took the MRT to dhoby ghaut ( however you pronounce it) dobi gourt? hoby haut? hoby gourt? like WHATEVER!
then we went to little india from there. went to this huge but dirty place called mustafa. there i bought like 117 bucks worth of sweets and chocolate!!!!!

whooo

chocofest people!!

i'm getting bored. at mustafa, lene called me!! according to her, she said caroline was on the phone but was rendered speechless at the sexy and cute powers of my sexy and cute voice! muahahaha
lene's upset i told her she had a singaporean accent ):
no worries!

okay my trip ends there. took a bus back to KL with mr tall guy!!!
but i left stars in singapore ):
ahh i can't sleep without stars!!!

okay END.
phew, like FINALLY.