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Written on: Sunday, August 20, 2006
Time: 7:50 PM
WASSUP YALLTime: 7:50 PM
how's life been? no, wait! i don't wanna know. actually i do, but i can't hear you. so let's drop it.
but YOU on the other hand are stuck at my blog. oooooh yes you are. somehow.
soooo, where shall i begin...
i'll start with my skin. blog skin, dumbass. i TOLD you i wasn't a badass. i TOLD you i was gonna change the skin. YOU IDIOTS WHO DIDN'T BELIEVE ME ARE GONNA GET IT. someday.
now, on to something else. SINGAPORE IDLE! YES! NOT IDOL! cos the idiots who vote ain't voting right. lots of them are stoning in front of the tv, or somewhere, voting for joakim. now, i don't hate joakim, but i hate him. the way he sings, actually. yeah he can be a good entertainer and i'd love to see him on his on show or sth, but this is singapore idol goddammit. its a damn SINGING COMPETITION. there, i spelt it out for all yall tone deaf people. right now, i can only imagine what's going on in joakim's head.
first probability: aw yes! the girls dig me! i'll just keep making cute faces, and soon i'll be singapore idol! WOOHOO!
second probability: those damn stupid girls are damn stupid. i DON'T WANNA be in this competition. i know darn well the limits of my vocal capabilities, and i WANNA GET OUT OF THIS SHIT HOLE. BUT HOWWWW. THOSE DUMB GIRLS OR GAYS OR WHATEVER THEY ARE KEEP VOTING FOR ME. SCREW. YOU. IDIOTS.
so for the good of singapore, please stop voting for joakim. but PAUL! aaaaaHA! i didn't forget you ma man.
from the start, the judges said he could sing. my honest opinion is that his voice is sometimes ok, sometimes bearable, sometimes cannot make it. yeah he's cool and stuff and i too enjoy his jokes but i already said what competition singapore idol is. kids, don't make me repeat myself.
SO! for MORE good, stop voting for paul too. instead, let's write in to mediumcorp and ask them to come up with this fantastic show where joakim and paul can shine. they'll do much better there.
i'm done with that, but i swear there was other stuff to be talkethed about but i can't seem to remember. i'm gettin ol'...
talking about getting old. i was reading through my old posts, and gosh, i'm disappointed in myself. how could you, man. how could i what? you darn idiot. idiot my ass. you shut up. no you shut up first. oh damn they're listening in... or rather reading it. let's BOTH shut up and let da main man talk.
i read myposts and saw all kinds of variations of english. mostly bad. and the content! in the words of dick lee: it's not your fault that you couldn't hear yourself. in the words of florence: you've got the mak ciks aunties and maybe some of the pak ciks. in the words of ja: you reached a musical synthesis with yourself, whatever that's supposed to mean. in the words of ken: i said you have a good low voice, but i didn't say you used it well. in short, i was young and stupid. i'm now a little older, but i dunno about the stupid part... i've probably grown outta it.
damn, the dumb singapore idol virus or whatever has infected me. NOOOOOO.
ah yes! i remember now.
i wanted to talk about gays. say this to them: FAG OR FICTION. i haven't figured out what that's supposed to mean, but that's your job if you're gonna say it.
now i wanna talk about tall people. hello gala. hello flagpost. how's the air up there. what's your altitude. if you get dizzy, lie down. hold on to something when the wind blows.
now i wanna talk about sleeping. i need some shuteye and a yoyo cos i'm damn tired. i just remembered something else i wanted to talk about. NEWSPAPER COLLECTION. yes, NEWSPAPER COLLECTION. it is the phenomenon where a newspaper collects itself.
but now i reallyhave to sleep so i'll talk about that crap some other time.
good night. and if you're waken up in the middle of the night by a loud sound remember my words:
never mind that noise you heard
its just the beast under your bed
in your closet
in your head
oh wait. that's metallica's words in their song enter sandman. here's mine.
never mind that noise you heard
its just the pee under your bed
in your closet
in your head
don't laugh, i'm serious. now i wanna SLEEP. goodbye person on the other side, hellooooo pillow, bed, mattress, bedsheet, bolster, pillow case and everybody in the house! make some noise!
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