MOs lil COnfession BOoth

Yes its true…. I AM INCREDIBLY UNFIT… although it may seem that i have the physique of an Ethiopian Marathon Runner, my level of fitness would be closer to that of a 95yr old Asian grandmother whose been smoking since the tender age of 4… Well it came as quite a revelation to me… seeing that i have always thought of myself as the epitome of FITNESS AND ENDURANCE Pfft, SIF ^.^…. I Should have seen the signs earlier Haix… LOlz… Well firstly, you know you’re really unfit when things like a) running across the road  b) untying your shoelaces c) blogging on friendster?  Leave you lying half dead on the floor… Gasping for breath and sweating like a criminal on death row….  Well all that is about to change… Which brings me to my new found Worst enemy BEst-fren. MY TREADMILL :D… Standing at 1.5m… It is quite Intimidating… i Have officially given him the name "Road Runner" BeepBeep !! The first time was hell…  I was only on for about 10 minutes and already i was on the brink of exhaustion…  Reaching on to the 30minute mark. My legs are on fire and I’m about to asphyxiate at any moment, that is… if i don’t choke on my spit first. Its really hard to see how exercising can be good for me, especially since it makes me feel like I’m being burnt at the stake while being strangled by a homicidal maniac… Those are my last thoughts before i black out…. Thankfully, now its not sooo bad… after a week of running painfully to nowhere !!! I hate to say this, but the more I’ve exercised, the easier it as become… Now i can run consistently without looking like a Vietnamese refugee fleeing through a minefield in a bright pink lycra suit…. LOlz well i guess thatz enuff raving from me today… I shall jus erm lie down on the floor now and take a rest… CiaoZ~~ 

Schools Back…. WoooHOoo.. I’m Lovin IT… Haha as crazily insane as that may sound, I am actually enjoying school this year (Ignores the look of disbelief on the faces of… Everyone?) No, you did hear me right the first time… I LIKE School Very muchly Indeed… *nods vigorously* HAHAHA lolz.. (Mon week 1) Well school started with a BANG for me !!! well at least that was what it sounded like when my mum slammed the phone down after i kindly informed her in a most calm, pleasant and mild mannered way that her IRRESPONSIBLE, BRAINLESS, INCONSIDERATE cute, adorable and loveable son had been Evicted out of school. Apparently none of the teachers believed that i was born a natural blonde-ish orangey-ish Brunette. Other than that minor incident, everything was smooth sailing… Until the same scenario was repeated on Mon week 2 lolz.. Due to Excessive Nagging and Death threats… I have reverted to BLACK hair… this brought on expected reactions from my frens like "OMG who Did this to you!!! " enquired in that shocked tone people reserved for victims of child abuse… Ahhh welll.. and to top it off my parents want me to study 4hrs a day… apparently thats EASY and makes my life easier in the long run… Wow thatz great (=.=")…. sooo this is their idea of making my life EASY… What other EASY things do they want me to do next? Find a cure for Cancer…? Start an Orphanage in India? GIVE UP RICE AND EAT ONLY MASHED POTATOES????  lolz Welll anywayz… we shall seee huh…. CiaoZ~~ :]

Sighz, School is drawing near, the thought of that repetitive cycle frightens me greatly… I cant believe I’m actually in year 12 already… As usual all the promises i made about studying during the holidays were all unfulfilled, as a result i am equally as dumb as i was last year(if not dumber… Probably dumber…) Well for starters, may i state that the reason for my dreadful performance in school is not because i am lazy stupid, but because i am just plain stupid lazy. LOLz. Na i guess its a perfect combination of both my high level of stupidity and Uber laziness. Firstly, I started my first schooling years in SINGAPORE(ah my bEloved), which is well known for its bitchy, mean and slave-driving teachers. This is probably why even up to this day, i still nurture the kind of revulsion for teachers that one usually reserves for Paedophilles or Necrophiliacs. I suffer from a a chronic case of PETER PANitis, its like i’m this perpetual lost boy who seems to conveniently fly away with the faries to Neverland at the commencement of every class. Other than religion, in which i jus sleep like nobody’s business, this illness seems to afflict me for the rest of my other subjects….   I don’t think I’ve ever had a plan in life… but if i did, it would have probably be to live a life of complete cluelessness. After all my Brain WAVES do fall a little short of the BEACH. In my studies, I have never believed in the saying no pain means no gain, Instead i rely on my own philosophy of NO PAIN MEANS NO PAIN… (which explains my high rate of failure)  AHAH ahh wat the heck… studies never bothered me before…  i shall jus do what i do best and Drift Along Aimlessly..Or maybe, i shall leave school and start up a chain of chinese restauraunts called Moon Dragon Flying Round Lotus Umbrella, or soemthing stupid like that… Now thatz a good idea…. =]   CiaoZ~~

(Note: Some words are in Bold… this has been purposely and intentionally done to demonstrate that i am capable of using big and intelligent words no matter how small my brain may seem to be PLEASE NOTICE!!!)

Ahhhhhh * Deep sigh* Its Saturday once again, its summer and outside, God’s free tanning machine hangs in the air, shining its Ultra-Violetness and Deadly Skin cancer rays on the Young and old. Its the kind of day that’s ideal for wandering around half-naked, scaring chldren with the sight of your hairy back and corpse-like skin (not saying that i do that… *looks away suspiciously*) in other words the perfect outdoors day. Sooo what am i doing all cooped up indoors restlessly blogging? Hmm, It seems i’ve caught the itch to bitch once again and what better topic than FAMILY VACATIONS. Ever since i was young, My Dad has always thought it highly essential to take time off to spend with his Soulmate and Younglings. Since then, it has become like a ‘tradition’. So at least once a year, me, mummy and daddy, and erm… the rest of my dad’s spawn(aka my siblings)… had to leave perth and go do something together, no matter how anal it might be. My Dad firmly believes that the happy family is the nucleus of civilization and core of Society…  Well at least that allows me to take comfort in the fact that my time in Parent Purgatory.. would somehow mystically contribute to ensuring world peace and a prosperous economy??? -.-" Ahaha well this time round we went to esperance and than karlgoolie…. Esperance was not too bad.. karlgoolie… on the other hand… is a load of bollocks floating on a sea of shite… My parents are very very wise… they somehow managed to think of going to esperance right after it has been hit by a natural disaster… I guess that explains my inferior genes. But in thee end , it wasn’t that bad i suppose.. the beaches were great…besides the fact.. the sun was UBER UBER hot…. and as a result i changed from asian to Indian in jus a short span of 2hrs. I swear i was as black as night… you may now address me as "Muhhammed". kargoolie *speechless*… the name brings bitterness to my heart… *grinds teeth*.. Its a hole…  a big hot stinky hole… Now i have realised that Hell Does exist… Well ok imma sick of raving and ur probally doubly sick of reading… soo i shall end here… CiaoZ~

This Post was written on saturday.. don noe why the hell i onli decided to post it today lolz.. 

Yes, My once beautiful hair is now non-existent. Thanks to my latest haircut, i now have what looks like a Stumpy Cactus growing on the top of my head. And no the rumours are untrue.. although it may certainly look that way, my hair was not maliciously attacked by a lawnmower driven by my crazy dad on drugs (I THINK). Sighz.. i am still undecided on my next course of action, of either killing myself, killing the hairdresser or Both… Eithher way someones gonna pay… Rahhhhhh!!!! Well i guess the next part is even more painful…., the first thing my Dad said to me after that most unfortunate event (haircut) was "See that Wasn’t soo bad, you look way more cool now!" (-.-) Firstly, you know you’ve hit rock bottom when your dad comments on your level of coolness and decides that ur qualified to be cool… Apparently, my dad’s definition of a "cool person" can be found on page 271 of the Dictionary under the heading OutCASt (related words like Loser, Loner and reject can also be found on pages 201, 207, 314 Respectively). That statement caused me a great deal of Aggravation. Believe me, if Mother Teresa was in my place and that exact same thing was said to her under the same controlled circumstances, it would beeough to make her chuck her role as the Saint of the Century and send her screaming down the streets, going apeshit, looking for babies to kick. Also I hereby humbly apologise for writing 2 posts on something as trivial as my hair… I really shold spend my time more productively.. hmm Maybe even write a book or two… I can already picture the title in my head…. "How To Kill Cockroaches Silently" research has shown that screeching and ‘eeeeeeeeek’ noises have no deleterious effects on lizards and spiders *shudders* etc. Yes, i have tried with a variety of sounds, thus it has been proven. Yes, you, even you can learn how to extermnate household pests without having to make squealing pig noises or ancient tribal war cries. Well i guess its time for me to go… I shall now hunt for a cute little Mickey Mouse hat to cover up my lack-of hair… And hopefully…. jus Hopefully… In 3 weeks time My STUMPY CACTUS shall bloom INto a …erm PErky MESSy THornbush *nods vigorously*… CiaoZ~

Well i Guess the title kinda says it all huh…. YES! me and my Dad are experiencing a Temporary Phase of mutual hatred again. I really cant understand why we jus can’t get along. Well i guess it all started during my yr 10 end of year break…..  *pauses to reminiscence* I decided that a slight change in my mushroom hairstyle wud be highly beneficial… thus I decided to stop patronising low budget hair shack salons like "Ping Pong’s Hair SNips Snips", where chinese women magazines were scattered on the messy counter tops and hairdryer cords trailed haphazardly along a floor moustached with hair from 3 weeks ago…. My Dad obviously thought otherwise seeing that he much prefered the old "Perfect" Amos *points shyly at yr 10 pic in profile*  Well getting to the point… My Dad HATES my HAIR with a VENGEANCE…  From my Dad’s point of view, My  hairs only notable features are that its Shape and Texture make it the perfect tool for scrubbing those hard-to-reach spots of the pisspot (toilet). In his eyes, my hair Dosen’t just need work, it needs Witchery. My hair is so dry, so damaged, so tangled and twisted like a thorn bush. Its UNTOUCHABLE… touching it could indirectly result in rope burns >________,< This is not hair its Hay, and thus should be fed to horses or something…. Haix… depressing huh… i guess My Dads just jealous that I’ve actually got hair to flaunt *Tosses Hair*… *giggles hysterically to self* Erm Anyway… i shall jus end here… CiaoZ~

Soo maybe its a Tinge Untidy LOlz…

Helloz again…. Happy New Year… I cant believe that its actually 2007.  Time really flies soo fast when ur doing NOTHING. As of this year, i have decided to abolish the practice of setting New Year resolutions as they are never accomplished and only result in making me feel guilty at the end of each year. Soon school shall begin… and that Monotonous and Repetitive cycle shall start once again… As of this year i have decided to Strive For NERD-ism and Excellence… No more sleeeping or getting distracted during classes *glares at taro and Ernest* , No more wagging classes in A block Toilets lolz.. *glares at Ming and Kelvin*  The time for me to shine is now…. *puts on Round Nerdy and Thick glasses, pulls Pants up to armpits, combs hair in neat and tidy fashion, Left hand holding multiple textbooks, right hand holding graphic calculator*    WOW…. although the mental image scares me greatly…. the feeling of motivation is incredible, like nothing i have felt before, I feel sooooo Beautific… wat a wonderful experience, i swear if i farted right now… i would release a fragrant cloud that would smell like a relaxing blend of lavender, morning glory and bubblegum.                                 I AM A PUFF OF BLISS  ok seeeing that i have totally lost the plot i shall end here… CiaoZ~

ahhh I simply cannnot believe this, I am actually ensnared in the web of obssesive blogging. How unfortunate^^ , Ah well at least its certainly more beneficial than my past Anti-Boredom-Activities like chasing my imaginary tail and Dwiddling My Ever Soo Cute Thumbs. I have finally moved on from my temporarily emo-like phase (which was a result of my inability to return to Singapore) and have now reverted back to my cute little BABElicious, Twisted, Sarcastic and Downright Cynical NORMAL Self ^^. HAHa lolz… I seriously need to get some professional help :P  Well christmas, wasnt actually that bad this year… I have always thot of christmas presents as a time in your life where family and friends replenish your socks and underwear supply, this year though things were a bit different, i received erm… Soap (short form for U smell), A POP-UP BOOKLIGHT which purpose i have yet to determine… And lastly, saving the best for the last, a Poker Set and Lava Lamp( both bought by Me FOR Me.-.- )  Moving on, the christmas festivities *shudders Violently*… Trust me on this, you haven’t seen soemthing truly Satanic until you’ve witnessed your folks belting out "Joy To The World" complete with erratic hand actions and Shakira Bum Wiggles. The Irony… "Joy To The World"… It certainly brought no joy to my heart.. Just Endless Nightmares…  Truly A sight to Behold… I am officially scarred for the rest of my pitiful existence. Well i shall jus erm end here and let u try to diminish the horrific images that are no doubt polluting your very mind at this minute…. I shall save more raving and ranting for a later date… Probally 2morrow LOLz ^^ LAstly to all my friends and Family wherever you are I jus wana Say " Don’t You Ever For A Second Get To Thinking, That You’re REPLACABLE"

*hearts* you all.. CiaoZ~          

Yupz, Im back once again ^^…. dammm this is getting preety addictive…. More addictive than *gasps* smoking?  LOlz… believe it or not i jus found out that i actually had comments on my blog today… It certainly Shocked me!!! You mean people actually read this nonsensical load of pure garbage. Jeez get a life ^^… I mean even i nearly fell asleep while attempting to proof read my post and that is seriously saying something…. Aniwaiz yupyup Its that time of the year again… Christmas…. At exactly this time last year, I was in Heaven well, aka Singapore, definetly not sitting down by myself in perth at 4 in the morning writing out the stray and random thoughts that are floating around in my head. Haix its hard to build up any christmas cheer when u realise that ur missing all ur family and friends, it jus dosent seeem right. Celebrating Christmas alone in perth is like a Quote From a Song which i can sooo relate to: "Its Christmas time again, its time to be nice to the people you can’t stand all year, im growing tired of all this christmas cheer". Sorry for being such a party pooper… lolz im jus a grumpy little sad person…. Well i sincerely Hope everyone has a great Christmas with lots of pressies and love…. MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!! ^.^…. Now if u’ll excuse me, i shall jus erm crawl forlornly back to my little dark and creepy corner to comtemplate the many different creative methods of painless suicide… (GawD Im EMo…)    ciaoZ~~

Hmm… Juz remembered once again that i do have a blog(the best place to bitch about certain individuals, Mainly Myself). Strangely, I always seem to end up blogging late at night which is probally due to excessive and incurable boredom. Im sure by now everyone knows that i am stuck in Perth… Let me tell you It is HIGHLY distressing… Firstly, Perth is a @$#% hole (shall not swear to avoid being called boorish or uneducated, even though i fit perfectly into both categories.) There is absolutely nothing to do in Perth…. I am sooo UBERLY sick of the boring old city…  I know its my fault that im Shackled to perth(Absolutely disgraceful school results) …  But it all jus seems soooo unfair… I miss SG( frens, foood, family, FUN, Shopping… list goes on)  Rahhh~ *rawrs in frustration* Such feelings of loneliness, its like im standing out in the rain all alone… and its dampening my spirit… Haix wat to do huh? shall jus have to live with it…  well enuff of my selfish complaints… i shall be silent and think emo thoughts now.. BAiz~