Narcissist Bastard
I'm 17, living in a holed up box under the sewers of KL. This trashed up laptop I found is my only connection to the world outside.
That didn't really work, did it?

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John Morgenstern

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Monday, 25 January 2010


Like the blend of old and new designs? it's PERFECT! Keeps the hounds out and my freedom of speech intact!


Thursday, 21 January 2010


Everyday I get my butt to school, someone's always out to get my throat. Take LKZ for example, (yes you bloody well know who you are) he's like damn jealous of me. I don't know why! I mean, once he said to CKY "That John Wong ar, he prays before he eats."
Like, what?!
2 people coming collaborating together to play a prank on their friend is not nice.NOT NICE AT ALL!
I hate you LJJ and CKY. So do the Superman and jump off some building.


Monday, 18 January 2010


Then you'll see the world as it is -infinite

Don't you fuckin quote Blake at me!

I don't know, really. People are like, "oh this coffee tastes fantastic!" and I'd go "wha?"
I mean, coffee is black and y'know, it tastes horrible! How can you people STAND it!?
The unsugared type I mean. And premium doesn't actually mean premium and all that..yeah..

I'M DRIVELING!!!


Sunday, 17 January 2010


and this one is dedicated to myself hah!

YES PEOPLE,I'M BEING BURIED ALIVE!
Because educationists* nowadays have this little twisted sense of humour wrapped around their cerebrums!
*and in case you're wondering, educationists are those aged mundanes who stand in front of classrooms every weekday droning on about the very thing sensible students around the world try to block out : knowledge. Try to rhyme it with foliage, y'know, that green pestilence your mother forces down your gullet when you were a kid? It's a conspiracy, they DON'T WORK mum!

yo, they trytha stuff you with their knowledge,
like your mama and her foliage.

Trytha say it with some gangster overtones, it really WORKS!
trust me, "wink"

I digress, maths is totally KILLING me! Like, THANK YOU PUAN TEMAH FOR YOU OH SO MIND BLOWING REWARD FOR US DOING THAT INTERVENTION POP QUIZ OF YOURS!
We, the good kids from 5C thank you for it. And as thanks, don't expect any of us (except tien chee perhaps) to finish it (:

Hmm, should I like, drop thisthisthis subject and take on another instead? I'm still considering...




WOMAN! Why has thou brought home that whistling pot!? It's driving me insane!

POST DEDICATED TO SHIRLENE LEONG BECAUSE SHE LURRRVES MY LITTLE UPDATES (apparently XD)

...the end :D


Thursday, 7 January 2010


Mum expects me to plan out my timetable. But really, I can't. In the first four days alone, my timetable has already changed like, 3 times!
And we have this mysterious period called "AJK" which we have no idea what it is, who's teaching it or what purpose it serves.
But we DO know that we're the only class who have it, and that it's freaking making us stay back up to 3 P.M for 3 days a week! And what more, for the next (nearly) 2 months, I have to stay back for sports house practice up to 4, on Wednesday! The only freakin day that we get to go home at 2.30!
I'm going to apply for change, hope it works.

On a brighter note...actually I can't state anything worth mentioning.
The freakin disciplinary teacher is teaching me history
The cutest teacher was supposed to teach us math, but got switched last minute (bummer man)
Bunkface is teaching us B.M
A wrinkly old woman who considers mumbling as a method of communication is teaching us physics
But I must say, Mrs Khaw is an excellent choice for an add math teacher. I mean, we totally UNDERSTAND what she's saying!
But really, the rest are all so totally lame and boring. Take B.M for example : I forgot to bring a book to read and bunkface was droning on about essay marking schemes (yes, the exact same thing we've been hearing for 5 years now) that I went nuts and started singing "it's a small world after all" for nearly a hundred times due to boredom.
I pity da fool