just popped over to this old thingy to look thru posts and i think i have grown up in certain ways. haha anw. im gonna shift to a new blog cos its a new year.

http://rippythegatorwent.blogspot.com

so coldplay came down the other day and according to people who went for it, like abel, it was pretty dam good. oh well, no regrets whatsoever, considering i only like a handful of coldplay songs, and i cant really consider myself a fan of the band. oh btw i hate "speed of sound".but ppl who love it please dun take it to heart. the song doesnt suck, its just really not my type. my type is more the 'steps', 's club 7', 'a1', '911' kind. yup. im still a 10-year-old at heart in that way.

anyway, abel was telling me about how good chris martin was and how great the concert was as a whole. i vaguely remember abel telling me chris martin sang some song with his head hanging off the stage and the people could actually touch his face, which is pretty cool in my opinion. of course, if i knew in advance madonna would do the same while singing "hung up", i would get tickets and go down and give her a good hard slap for singing the damn song.

anyway, when abel was recounting how good coldplay was, he suddenly started humming and half-singing some coldplay song, and somehow I thought of "in my place", which is actually one of the songs i like. the mischievous, childish, retarded side of me emerged and i decided to change the lyrics. and i came up with this masterpiece, entitled "In My Pants"

In My Pants

In my pants, in my pants,
I had a million ants,
And it was itchy.
I will scratch, I will scratch,
But my fingers were no match,
For the crawling ants.

Yeah...I think I killed two or three,
Yeah...maybe soon I will be free,
Yeah...but there are just too many, too many.


oh well. unfortunately i cant make a career out of this, cos noone wud pay money for this shit. anyway, roland then had a moment of pure inspiration, which served as a springboard for our second version of "in my place", this time entitled "in my face". unfortunately, it's so graphic and sick i shall not be posting it here, even though its dam good. if u want, u can ask me/roland about it. and we were at it for the rest of the day, thinking up a few songs and dedicating them to our dear jovian, even though he didnt appreciate it at all and chucked our lyrics-sheet down some wastepaper basket. ingrate.

anyway friday saw our class getting our class photo. good news: everyone besides me looked kinda good in it. bad news: my eyes were closed, and i was frowning. for some strange reason. i look really retarded in it and i swear i did not do that on purpose! it looks freeking stupid and i wished i cud turn back time to smile properly and maybe also conveniently put more money on italy to win the world cup.

oh and i just realised. j2 photos are like printed in colour in the yearbook. HMM. and its gonna show me closing my eyes and frowning. bad.

and i got c for math, d for hist, and e for econs so far. pretty bad too. hope my lit fares better. although im kinda pleasantly surprised by my math grade. anw im pretty surprised by this quiz thingy i took. im 19 years old, when id fully expected to fall under the 10-13 age range, considering my music taste, terribly optimistic outlook on life, maturity level and many other factors. so to everyone who calls me childish...a big fat HA! im not freekin childish..im not freekin childish...haha

You Are 19 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

so cts are over. which is good. and results are coming back slowly. which is good too. (at least its not coming back quickly, that would be bad.)

pretty dismal so far. 25/50 for sea history. and 10/20 for econs mcq. and not too high hopes for the rest of the papers. but strangely enough, its the first time i have high hopes for lit.

however. why should i dwell on that when the biggest event of the year is barely a day away? its italy vs france and here's what i think will happen...

general prediction: italy to win in normal time by 1/2 goals.

more detailed and possibly rather bullshit prediction:
the game will get off to a cagey start with both sides not daring to commit more men upfront. however, italy will profit from a corner/free kick which will be headed in by some tall italian. france will respond by pouring men forward. henry will receive a good through-ball from zidane/vieira and will fall in the box after being tripped by an italian defender (likely to be materrazzi), but the referee will not give the penalty, leaving henry to whine on the turf. in the second half, italy will defend desperately, cannavaro being at his imperious best once again to thwart france's attacks time and again, and when france realise that time is running out, they will send plenty of men forward, leaving holes at the back, which will allow pirlo to pick out a teammate to roam forward unchallenged and score (much like the second goals against the czech republic and germany)

anyway i hope italy win, but i wud not be pissed if the french won. both teams deserve to be in here, and they do not have bastards like cristiano ronaldo, so that's good.

oh and my friend invited me to some basketball court in yew tee to play soccer with his friends tmr. he describes them as being physical. "like to use elbow" and "xiao lang" phrases used to describe them. i hope i dun regret agreeing to go down tmr. keeping my fingers crossed..

okinawa travels part 1

so touchdown in osaka to catch a connecting flight to okinawa and thats where the trouble started. i developed a sudden high fever, runny nose, and bad cough. diarrhoea would come along later.

so the first day in okinawa i didnt do much actually, lay in bed with icepacks all over me trying to bring my temperature down from the 40.7 on the thermometer.so i just slept and slept and slept till it was dinner and i forced some tempura soba into my mouth and some medicine before plonk! back to sleep.

interestingly though, the medicine i took tasted quite good. no kidding. it was like panadol. but sugar-coated panadol. a pretty good idea actually. especially for kids, or whiny teenagers like me.

the temperature eventually came down and now my temperature is a much safer 37.8. and my appetite's back to normal, so all's good. went to the supermarket and bought lotsa cups of instant noodles. tonkotsu ramen, tan-tan men, supa-spicy ramen, niku udon...the list goes on. a total of 11 cups i bought. and i've already finished 3 cos when i regained my appetite i realised i was really hungry.

another interesting thing about japan. their toiletbowls. i mean i'm sure all of you would have heard of the jets that wash your ass after your b-2 bomber drops the atomic bomb/s. as you can see, im not being very sensitive. but much more sensitive was my ass. i got a rather rude shock when i experimented with the buttons at the side of the toiletbowl as i tried to get the jet to spray my behind. there were 4 levels of water strength and i did not know which one was the strongest, and which one the weakest. so i decided to just pick the top one, and unfortunately it was the strongest one, which kinda hurt actually. so i immediately switched to the weakest level and it really is kinda comfortable. push the right buttons and it gives you a royal ass treatment that cannot be bettered by anyone/anything besides roland. haha

also, u know those rather embarrassing noises in the cubicles when you go about your business? trust the japs to come up with a music player next to the toiletbowl which can play either a flushing sound or loud bird chirping sounds to drown out your "sound effects"

visited all my relatives yesterday, and today im gonna go see the okinawa aquarium. great. wonder if i can eat the fish. haha

till next time. sayonara

last-minute travel plans: i will be jetting off to a very sunny japmanland aka japan on the 8th of June in the wee hours of the morning. and therefore.......

WOOHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

am really quite excited. will be going to visit my grandmother, cousins and other relatives. fantastic. will be going to okinawa, where one of my relatives lives. its a tiny offshore island which is a 2-hour plane ride from osaka kansai airport. it's supposed to be really rich in culture and had military links from the past.

DID YOU KNOW? okinawa was not part of japan in the past. it was called the kingdom of the ryukyus. haha betcha didnt know that and are probably gonna forget it after say, 10 minutes.

last night was really tiring, though very satisfying. NO, i did not go to geylang. no it wasn't orchard towers. and no it wasnt roland's house.

it happened at a carpark...

it was kinda dark. and i was starting to get really hot...

there was no one else around...

i was starting to feel really hot as I pressed my hands on the rubber...

sweat started to drip from my palms and was all over my body...

my muscles tightened and i started to pant...

i jerked over and over and over again, each time accompanied with a loud grunt...

the nuts just wudnt budge.

one more jerk, one more would do it surely...

"ARGHHHHHH"

and it was out. finally, at long last.

if only i had paid more attention when my dad used to change the tyres last time. maybe it wudnt have taken so long.

my mum had a flat tyre cos some nail got stuck in the front right wheel and as it was late at night and im the only man in the house, i volunteered to change the tyre and put the spare in, so that she could drive to the tyre workshop the next day. it took really long and I was soaked. changing a tyre is as good as playing soccer for 30min. it is that tiring and sweat will coat your whole body. just like in soccer. but at the end of it, it is really satisfying, especially when the nut securing the tyre is finally removed, as it sure took a lot of strength to unscrew it. putting it back in was relatively easy though. as u can see, im rather good at screwing. hehe.

and now that im done with that, guys, please go check out myheritage.com. its a site where u can use a free demo to see which celebrity u look like. just upload a few photos of yourself, and the software will tell you which celebrities' faces resemble yours. so i took five shots of myself on my digital camera, and uploaded them. so how this works is different poses might yield different results, so if u send in several shots, and somehow, say, brad pitt turns up all the time, chances are, u really look like him.

MY RESULTS:
football-related:
ruud gullit 60%
patrick kluivert 61%
ronaldinho 48%
ronaldo 46%
diego maradona 54%

celebrities:
jesse metcalfe 56% and 59% (got him twice)
p diddy 72% and 55% (twice too)
viktor yuschenko 57% and 50% (twice too)
jet li 60% 45% (twice too, sadly)
grace kelly 67%
patrick stewart aka william xavier 64%
matt damon 60%
jennifer connelly 60%
david schwimmer 60%
beyonce knowles 57%
uma thurman 56%
whoopi golberg 51%
elisha cuthbert 50%
jared leto 46%
suzuki ichiro 46%
leslie cheung 46%

must say the results really surprise me. b4 i did the test, i thot my greatest likeness was probably theo walcott. but as he's not a celeb yet, maybe thats why he's not there in the list. but oh well must say im pleasantly surprised with jesse metcalfe of desperate housewives in my list.

basically im a mix of viktor yuschenko, jesse metcalfe, p diddy and jet li. with the mix of black white and yellow, i might end up looking like a zebra with half its body coated by mustard.

which sounds kinda delicious actually.

oh and i got a 100% likeness to takeshi kaneshiro!! kidding. im not that ugly u know.

cya all when i get back from the land of the hunky mixed-breeds, japan, where their mixed kids with japanese and singaporean blood turn out looking GORGEOUS. just ask me. i should know.

till next time. sayonara!

youth avenue closing ceremony yesterday and yam and i were the emcees. i felt we handled the minister segment pretty well and we did not disgrace ourselves in front of him. what was really disappointing was that we failed to engage the audience during the bits of the show without tharman around. oh well i guess with the diverse audience, it was always gonna be an uphill task, but i cant help but feel we cud haf done better and maybe repaid cheryl's faith in us a little more.

performances were enjoyable and the closing act west grand boulevard were brilliant. fantastic. daphne khoo is actually quite good, and the rest of the band is quite simply fantastic. they had me bobbing my head thru the night and even jumping up and down like a kangaroo that struck the national lottery nearing the end of their performance. i was THAT excited. and you guys know im not usually that excited about alternative rock, labelling it as "noise". and before some of you get your hopes up, i've not become a rock fan overnight. i'm still very much into pop, the kind of music i usually listen to. but yar i did enjoy myself last night. and to top it all off, the guys from west grand boulevard are really humble. or at least they seem like it, as they do not have any airs about them. spoke with daphne khoo for about 10sec, and another bandmember for about 30 sec and they were both very very nice and polite. and i think thats rather admirable, considering theyre stars, and i'm a nobody.

and so it was a good night and i rushed home in time to catch the second half of arsenal v spurs. i must say the match ended and i was FURIOUS. really really boiling. spurs had opened the scoring with a highly controversial and absolutely disgusting goal. eboue and gilberto had clashed with each other and they were injured but spurs played on, like the assholes they are, and edgar davids (who clearly saw the injured players) passed the ball to robbie keane to score into an empty net. WOW BRILLIANT GOAL A LIKELY CONTENDER FOR GOAL OF THE SEASON I RECKON WELL DONE SPURS!!! GREAT GREAT GOAL. until you remember that sportsmanship totally left the hearts and minds of the spurs players. absolute cunts.

spurs cunt: "we would not want to score a goal like that." YAR RIGHT. if ur seriously remorseful, RETURN THE GOAL! simple enough ain't it? a few months back, some lower league team allowed their opponents to walk the ball into an unguarded net from kickoff because they'd just scored in similar circumstances.

and just to refresh your memory, this is not the first time spurs have been absolute cunts. rmb against newcastle? newcastle were ahead and attacking in spurs third of the pitch when they put the ball out because some spurs player was down "injured". when play finally resumed, some spurs cunt punted the ball into newcastle's half and out for a throwin so that they could pressure newcastle in their own half. TOTAL LACK OF SPORTSMANSHIP. alan shearer was understandably livid.

in conclusion, spurs are cunts. from now on i will refer to them as sp*rs. theyre disgusting and vile. and their manager is fat and ugly and looks like shrek. then again, no. shrek is kind and funny and nice, while martin jol's just DISGUSTING. and ugly. i mean he's probably uglier than me and macy gray COMBINED. now thats ugly.

after waiting freaking long for our lit results to come back, finally all 4 (or is it 4.5?) subject results are back! and this time around, i made good improvements to banish the terrible memories of my promo results from my mind.

Promos:
hist: C
lit: C
econs: D
math: F
gp: a2

CT 1:
hist: B
lit: C
econs: B
math: E
gp: b4

so yup good improvement overall. only lit and gp did not improve. boohoo. especially disappointed with gp cos i know i can do better. lit was well, expected, cos besides the fact that i didnt study much, i think my lit sux so bad that even if i mugged dam hard, the best i cud probably do is a low B.

but really, i think im rather glad with the improvement considering i MUGGED MY ASS OFF during the march hols to make up ground on econs and math, even sacrificing hist and lit cos those are two subjects that really cant be that bad, i mean i dun see myself getting an F for lit or history but math well i SAW myself getting F for it way too many times beginning in sec 1 and its a trend that has never gone away ever since. its so many F's if u tried reading my math grades since 5 years back u'd sound like a sputtering pocket fan. at least that's what i think a sputtering pocket fan would sound like, never ever come across one before. but it would, wouldn't it? wind coming out because of the 'F' sound and because it's repeated quickly in succession. but hey who gives a chelsea?

i just hope im not like peaking now. cos that wud be SAD. to peak now and ultimately bomb at the a levels wud be retarded. so i hope i keep on improving and i hope that if i can't motivate myself, maybe some of u around me can help me and like tell me to work harder if i seem to be slacking.

but hey school isnt all about grades and studies (although in rj it seems like that), at least i've got floorball and it's some kind of release for me. the j2 floorball team finished top of the group with five wins out of five, scoring 4 goals in each and every one of the games. so well done!! whee. and i scored 7 out of those 20, and add to that probably 3 or 4 assists and im rather pleased with my haul. and finishing top of the group doesnt mean we win the tournament, as we still have to play a final match against the second-placed team, which is probably morrison-richardson or moor-tarbet, and both those teams are quality teams which we only managed to beat 4-3 in nail-biting and intense matches. (if u remember i got sent off permanently in the moor-tarbet match) so yar it's far from over and we still have to get out there and show them what we're made of. so come on j2s!!

in the past two days, i've run a total of 11km on the treadmill in a bid to get fit in time for napfa. and btw, just cos u guys might wanna know, i finally got a six-pack!! WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! but then again, my relatives are coming over this weekend, and as my cousins love root beer, 5 cans might be taken from the fridge, and it'll be a six-pack no more.

(pauses and hears people from computers far away from bukit batok scream "WTF!!! that's retarded!")

i mean, hey were u really expecting me to have a six-pack? i eat so much, and a large chunk of the food i eat is unhealthy. think nissin chilli crab instant noodles, think ruffles/lays/doritos chips, think snickers bars, think whole packets of dried mangoes, think pepper crab, think char kway teow, think nasi lemak, think nasi briyani, think masala chicken, think tonkatsu, etc etc.
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and now that you've wiped that disgusting drool off your table, and proceeded to disgustingly put it back into your mouth, yar that's what i eat very often. VERY VERY often. and so the chances of me getting a six-pack are about as high as takeshi kaneshiro's chances of someday looking better than me. very very low. in fact, it's so low, it's not a duet. (solo solo get it get it?)

i see im not making sense anymore.

(pauses and hears people from computers far away from bukit batok scream "since when have you ever?!??")

fine. shall stop blogging now and go do sourcebasedquestion. and MATH. yuckewwyuckdisgustingfuckedupdetestableshittydespicablerepulsivechelsea-ish MATH. yuck.

till the next time (which is probably not very soon), bye everyone.