2 mroe papenrs
end next monday..haiz
mus wait
an not slack unguiltily
Friday, September 29, 2006
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
gotta catch 'em all
how nice it would be if we all had pokemon. then we can knock teachers unconscious so they would never give us homework ever again!
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
muaji
once upon a time there was a muaji and a tausarpiah, and they were good friends. they were walking along the seaside one day, when they saw a small waterfall. the muaji said, "i want to see what's behind the waterfall!" the tausarpiah told him "don't, you will fall into the sea." the muaji thought about it for a while, then decided to heed the tausarpiah's advice.
so they continued walking. after a while, they saw a bigger waterfall. the muaji said, "i want to see what's behind the waterfall!" the tausarpiah told him "dont, you will fall into the sea." the muaji thought about it for a while, then decided to heed the tausarpiah's advice.
and they continued walking again. after a while, they saw a humongous waterfall. the muaji said, "i want to see what's behind the waterfall!" the tausarpiah told him "don't, you will fall into the sea." the muaji thought about it for a while. and he decided that he should stop being bossed around by the tausarpiah. "i shall walk behind the waterfall," he declared. the tausarpiah said, "but you will fall into the sea!" the muaji ignored the tausarpiah's advice for once, trusting in his superior ability to balance on the rocky ledges. he then walked into the waterfall.
what do you think happened to the muaji?
he fell into the sea.
ahahaha.
ok next joke. (yes that was a joke. Laugh, am i clear?! Laugh!!)
once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl, and they loved each other very very much. however the only problem was that they were separated physically. the boy was on a desert island; the girl was on another. absence makes the heart grow fonder, and so out of the strong urge he had to express his love for the girl, he decided to write a letter to the girl, pouring his heart all into it.
the letter read, "oh honey bunch. you are the sweetest little tiddly-tums i've ever met. every time i think of ur large sugarplum eyes, my legs go weak with the sheer beauty that i see in my mind's eye. oh you sweet pie! oh you apple of my eye! oh come unto me from the heavens above. (it goes on for a good 46 pages more, so i shall stop here.)"
so after writing the letter, the boy was faced with a dilemna - how should be pass the letter to the girl? the poor boy was so tied up with pouring out his heart that he hadn't figured out a way to let the girl read the innermost secrets of his heart. when he was just about to cry himself to sleep, he had a brainwave - he would use a glass bottle like they always did on tv shows!
so having found himself a bottle (he used plastic this time, because he figured the girl might cut herself on the glass), he carefully folded the 46-page letter/tome and stuffed it into the bottle. as he threw the bottle out to sea, he made the greatest wish of his 16 years of life - that the bottle would come to the girl, and that she would read it, and that she would not cut herself on the plastic.
days passed, weeks passed, and on another desert island there was a girl walking along the shore. yes, it was the very girl that so captured the heart of our lovesick teenage boy protagonist. she was walking along the beach one morning, and she suddenly saw something washed up on the shore. all hot and excited, she ran over to it, hoping with all her heart that finally the boy had thought of sending her a letter.
what do you think the girl found?
she found the muaji.
hahahaha. yes, that was another joke, albeit lame but entertaining.
okayokay my last joke of the day before you all kick me out of this blog.
once upon a time, there was a very beautiful, very exotic butterfly. it had purple and green wings, with red feelers and a yellow abdomen. there were deep dark blue eyes and orange stripes all across its body. sadly, as with all beautiful insects, this one was on the verge of extinction. in fact it was the only butterfly of its kind left.
one day it was majestically flapping its way along a beach, contemplating the beauty of life and the mysteries of the universe. it thought about the many years that had passed, the many caterpillars he had fathered, the many female butterflies he had spent nights with.
and suddenly he died.
why?
it was the mauji's birthday, so the girl was singing "happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!" she was clapping her hands, and so the butterfly got crushed accidentally. "happy birthday to muaji, happy birthday to you!"
ah-hah. hah. hah. i hope you enjoyed the muaji joke - I LEARNT IT FROM CAP ARHHAHAHHAA. join creative arts programme, it rocks xD
till then, we will ardently await your return. tata, dears.
so they continued walking. after a while, they saw a bigger waterfall. the muaji said, "i want to see what's behind the waterfall!" the tausarpiah told him "dont, you will fall into the sea." the muaji thought about it for a while, then decided to heed the tausarpiah's advice.
and they continued walking again. after a while, they saw a humongous waterfall. the muaji said, "i want to see what's behind the waterfall!" the tausarpiah told him "don't, you will fall into the sea." the muaji thought about it for a while. and he decided that he should stop being bossed around by the tausarpiah. "i shall walk behind the waterfall," he declared. the tausarpiah said, "but you will fall into the sea!" the muaji ignored the tausarpiah's advice for once, trusting in his superior ability to balance on the rocky ledges. he then walked into the waterfall.
what do you think happened to the muaji?
he fell into the sea.
ahahaha.
ok next joke. (yes that was a joke. Laugh, am i clear?! Laugh!!)
once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl, and they loved each other very very much. however the only problem was that they were separated physically. the boy was on a desert island; the girl was on another. absence makes the heart grow fonder, and so out of the strong urge he had to express his love for the girl, he decided to write a letter to the girl, pouring his heart all into it.
the letter read, "oh honey bunch. you are the sweetest little tiddly-tums i've ever met. every time i think of ur large sugarplum eyes, my legs go weak with the sheer beauty that i see in my mind's eye. oh you sweet pie! oh you apple of my eye! oh come unto me from the heavens above. (it goes on for a good 46 pages more, so i shall stop here.)"
so after writing the letter, the boy was faced with a dilemna - how should be pass the letter to the girl? the poor boy was so tied up with pouring out his heart that he hadn't figured out a way to let the girl read the innermost secrets of his heart. when he was just about to cry himself to sleep, he had a brainwave - he would use a glass bottle like they always did on tv shows!
so having found himself a bottle (he used plastic this time, because he figured the girl might cut herself on the glass), he carefully folded the 46-page letter/tome and stuffed it into the bottle. as he threw the bottle out to sea, he made the greatest wish of his 16 years of life - that the bottle would come to the girl, and that she would read it, and that she would not cut herself on the plastic.
days passed, weeks passed, and on another desert island there was a girl walking along the shore. yes, it was the very girl that so captured the heart of our lovesick teenage boy protagonist. she was walking along the beach one morning, and she suddenly saw something washed up on the shore. all hot and excited, she ran over to it, hoping with all her heart that finally the boy had thought of sending her a letter.
what do you think the girl found?
she found the muaji.
hahahaha. yes, that was another joke, albeit lame but entertaining.
okayokay my last joke of the day before you all kick me out of this blog.
once upon a time, there was a very beautiful, very exotic butterfly. it had purple and green wings, with red feelers and a yellow abdomen. there were deep dark blue eyes and orange stripes all across its body. sadly, as with all beautiful insects, this one was on the verge of extinction. in fact it was the only butterfly of its kind left.
one day it was majestically flapping its way along a beach, contemplating the beauty of life and the mysteries of the universe. it thought about the many years that had passed, the many caterpillars he had fathered, the many female butterflies he had spent nights with.
and suddenly he died.
why?
it was the mauji's birthday, so the girl was singing "happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!" she was clapping her hands, and so the butterfly got crushed accidentally. "happy birthday to muaji, happy birthday to you!"
ah-hah. hah. hah. i hope you enjoyed the muaji joke - I LEARNT IT FROM CAP ARHHAHAHHAA. join creative arts programme, it rocks xD
till then, we will ardently await your return. tata, dears.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
"... Some people just have too many dreams.
Some people make empty promises.
Some people don't know that there is no "I" in "We" or "Team".
Or "Group" or "Class" or "Batch" or "Platoon".
Some people aim to be our voice.
and some people...
stand and think.
about why there are some people..." -- someone from some Sec 2 Class, Edited and cut by some other people
Some people make empty promises.
Some people don't know that there is no "I" in "We" or "Team".
Or "Group" or "Class" or "Batch" or "Platoon".
Some people aim to be our voice.
and some people...
stand and think.
about why there are some people..." -- someone from some Sec 2 Class, Edited and cut by some other people
she said
she said
eatyourgreens and sleepearly
she said
doyourhomework and don'tdillydally
she said
gowashthedishes and gobuydinner
she said
makesureyougethomebefore11
she said
youmakemesad whyareyoulikethat
i say
thank you, mom.
eatyourgreens and sleepearly
she said
doyourhomework and don'tdillydally
she said
gowashthedishes and gobuydinner
she said
makesureyougethomebefore11
she said
youmakemesad whyareyoulikethat
i say
thank you, mom.
me posted
i believe now we know why wei siang is fat. unfortunatly is trying to make everyone fat like him. it seems that he loves playing with the OHP and burning stuff. I belive that he accidentally exposed himself to the OHP. Mattter expands when heated. SO, there you go. ...... Hope it works for everything. ......
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Friday, September 22, 2006
harhar. physics ALWAYS works.
hey crap.
this blog's empty again.
sry royce sry dd. we admit our wrongs.
so now we have to make up for it.
how?
i think spamming will do the trick.
or perhaps physics.
nvm, u'll get what i mean. read on.
______________________
EINSTEIN'S THEORY OF RELATIVITY
ON THE ELECTRODYNAMICSOF MOVING BODIES
harhar. so now u believe me. physics always works XD
this blog's empty again.
sry royce sry dd. we admit our wrongs.
so now we have to make up for it.
how?
i think spamming will do the trick.
or perhaps physics.
nvm, u'll get what i mean. read on.
______________________
EINSTEIN'S THEORY OF RELATIVITY
ON THE ELECTRODYNAMICSOF MOVING BODIES
If a material point is at rest relatively to this system of
co-ordinates, its position can be defined relatively thereto by the
employment of rigid standards of measurement and the methods of
Euclidean geometry, and can be expressed in Cartesian
co-ordinates.
If we wish to describe the motion of a material point,
we give the values of its co-ordinates as functions of the time.
Now we must bear carefully in mind that a mathematical description
of this kind has no physical meaning unless we are quite clear as
to what we understand by ``time.'' We have to take into account
that all our judgments in which time plays a part are always
judgments of simultaneous events. If, for instance, I say,
``That train arrives here at 7 o'clock,'' I mean something like
this: ``The pointing of the small hand of my watch to 7 and the
arrival of the train are simultaneous events.''3
It might appear possible to overcome all the difficulties
attending the definition of ``time'' by substituting ``the position
of the small hand of my watch'' for ``time.'' And in fact such a
definition is satisfactory when we are concerned with defining a
time exclusively for the place where the watch is located; but it
is no longer satisfactory when we have to connect in time series of
events occurring at different places, or--what comes to the same
thing--to evaluate the times of events occurring at places remote
from the watch.
We might, of course, content ourselves with time values
determined by an observer stationed together with the watch at the
origin of the co-ordinates, and co-ordinating the corresponding
positions of the hands with light signals, given out by every event
to be timed, and reaching him through empty space. But this
co-ordination has the disadvantage that it is not independent of
the standpoint of the observer with the watch or clock, as we know
from experience. We arrive at a much more practical determination
along the following line of thought.
If at the point A of space there is a clock, an observer at A
can determine the time values of events in the immediate proximity
of A by finding the positions of the hands which are simultaneous
with these events. If there is at the point B of space another
clock in all respects resembling the one at A, it is possible for
an observer at B to determine the time values of events in the
immediate neighbourhood of B. But it is not possible without
further assumption to compare, in respect of time, an event at A
with an event at B. We have so far defined only an ``A time'' and a
``B time.'' We have not defined a common ``time'' for A and B, for
the latter cannot be defined at all unless we establish by
definition that the ``time'' required by light to travel from
A to B equals the ``time'' it requires to travel from B to A. Let a
ray of light start at the ``A time''
from A towards B, let it at the ``B time''
be reflected at B in the
direction of A, and arrive again at A at the ``A time''
.
In accordance with definition the two clocks synchronize if
We assume that this definition of synchronism is free from
contradictions, and possible for any number of points; and that the
following relations are universally valid:--
- If the clock at B synchronizes with the clock at A, the clock
at A synchronizes with the clock at B. - If the clock at A synchronizes with the clock at B and also
with the clock at C, the clocks at B and C also synchronize with
each other.
Thus with the help of certain imaginary physical experiments we
have settled what is to be understood by synchronous stationary
clocks located at different places, and have evidently obtained a
definition of ``simultaneous,'' or ``synchronous,'' and of
``time.'' The ``time'' of an event is that which is given
simultaneously with the event by a stationary clock located at the
place of the event, this clock being synchronous, and indeed
synchronous for all time determinations, with a specified
stationary clock.
In agreement with experience we further assume the quantity
to be a universal constant--the velocity of
light in empty space.
It is essential to have time defined by means of stationary
clocks in the stationary system, and the time now defined being
appropriate to the stationary system we call it ``the time of the
stationary system.''
harhar. so now u believe me. physics always works XD
Thursday, September 21, 2006
and
we're the only two pple posting again, hadi...
nvm i shall cheer myself up by awarding myself with that musiest muse of lj prize thingy.
clap.
let's take turns, hadi. this week i win, next week you win okay?
nvm i shall cheer myself up by awarding myself with that musiest muse of lj prize thingy.
clap.
let's take turns, hadi. this week i win, next week you win okay?
um
um
infiltration capacity is the max rate amt of water the soil at a given condition can hold.
infiltration rate is the amt of water that a soil can hold, can be equal to or locwer than infiltration capacity
this is determined by the type of rainfall
and nature of infiltrtion capacity
ya
infiltration capacity is the max rate amt of water the soil at a given condition can hold.
infiltration rate is the amt of water that a soil can hold, can be equal to or locwer than infiltration capacity
this is determined by the type of rainfall
and nature of infiltrtion capacity
ya
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
two hawaiians with extra cheese
sing a song of sixpence
a pocket full of rye
four and twenty black birds
sitting in a pie
i like ants. fried, steamed or boiled, or even served chilled.
a pocket full of rye
four and twenty black birds
sitting in a pie
i like ants. fried, steamed or boiled, or even served chilled.
Questions
A lot to ask. very little to answer.
And I don't think i would need to advertise my blog in the first place.
And I don't think i would need to advertise my blog in the first place.
Monday, September 18, 2006
lol
see la
first starting is a lot of ppl post
then now like no one post
except me and royce
tsk tsk..these ppl ah
break rules only
basket
first starting is a lot of ppl post
then now like no one post
except me and royce
tsk tsk..these ppl ah
break rules only
basket
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
lol
sumtin happen yest
cldn blog
eh where are all of the ppl
tsk tsk
nvm
still got 2 ppl can liao..let them die
cldn blog
eh where are all of the ppl
tsk tsk
nvm
still got 2 ppl can liao..let them die
booo.
ehhh i'm like the only guy following the rules. =(
i feel LONELY.
well, dont walk in the rain. it's emo.
i feel LONELY.
well, dont walk in the rain. it's emo.
when i say OOGAH
you can say
OOGAH back.
OOGAH SHACKA OOGAH SHACKA OOGAH SHACKA BAM BAM!
[repeat]
Eh, lelong chapati and sushimi
honda mitsubishi uruguay zimbabwe
yellow yellow underpants say hello
shhhh!
OOGAH back.
OOGAH SHACKA OOGAH SHACKA OOGAH SHACKA BAM BAM!
[repeat]
Eh, lelong chapati and sushimi
honda mitsubishi uruguay zimbabwe
yellow yellow underpants say hello
shhhh!
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
spastic video
this is a VERY spastic video. be warned.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qmp0SUExY-w
lol. its some crapped up spastic pokemon theme song. must go watch hor. i dun care.
ps. zhao yang found this on youtube. thx zy!! =)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qmp0SUExY-w
lol. its some crapped up spastic pokemon theme song. must go watch hor. i dun care.
ps. zhao yang found this on youtube. thx zy!! =)
oh yay my first post...i'm sooo exxxciteeed!!!!! yay!!!! lol.
ok this blog is yea cool, or at least the blogskin roxx. ah heck anyway i've come here to tell u that now i'm finally licensed to post posts on this blog. huh? what?? how did YOU know THAT????
lol.
lol.
ipod
hey
got new ipod
watch the advert
http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/ads/
now
watch the spoof
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H5uTS1c4_8c
got new ipod
watch the advert
http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/ads/
now
watch the spoof
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H5uTS1c4_8c
you must be that angel
and ladies and gentlemen, ive just presented to u the first four lines of angel, by edison chen.
life is short; we should all learn to be as random as possible.
apple, snout, ginger and enron.
*you must be that (coleslaw-consuming) angel. =)
life is short; we should all learn to be as random as possible.
apple, snout, ginger and enron.
*you must be that (coleslaw-consuming) angel. =)
erps
kidnap the child<12 and tell him his parents hate him. he'll believe u and live wif u says:
genetically modified human
kidnap the child<12 and tell him his parents hate him. he'll believe u and live wif u says:
lol
kidnap the child<12 and tell him his parents hate him. he'll believe u and live wif u says:
coodinators
-LKH-INFJso sad, so sad... it's a sad, sad situation... and it's getting more and more absurd says:
soon it will be cloning, and then
kidnap the child<12 and tell him his parents hate him. he'll believe u and live wif u says:
civil war
-LKH-INFJso sad, so sad... it's a sad, sad situation... and it's getting more and more absurd says:
then matrix
kidnap the child<12 and tell him his parents hate him. he'll believe u and live wif u says:
dots?
genetically modified human
kidnap the child<12 and tell him his parents hate him. he'll believe u and live wif u says:
lol
kidnap the child<12 and tell him his parents hate him. he'll believe u and live wif u says:
coodinators
-LKH-INFJso sad, so sad... it's a sad, sad situation... and it's getting more and more absurd says:
soon it will be cloning, and then
kidnap the child<12 and tell him his parents hate him. he'll believe u and live wif u says:
civil war
-LKH-INFJso sad, so sad... it's a sad, sad situation... and it's getting more and more absurd says:
then matrix
kidnap the child<12 and tell him his parents hate him. he'll believe u and live wif u says:
dots?
...
some people just can't differentiate work and play. i wonder why.
not only my classmates. some others too.
i wonder who...
not only my classmates. some others too.
i wonder who...
updates on manga muhahaha
i found a new manga site yesterday
heres the url
http://www.stoptazmo.com/
it has prince of tennis until 315
one piece until 424
yea and thats all worth knowing for me
today i found something nice too
one piece manga 426
url: http://www.mangacult.com/series.php?series=onepiece&do=download
but u need to sign up (but its free)
heres the url
http://www.stoptazmo.com/
it has prince of tennis until 315
one piece until 424
yea and thats all worth knowing for me
today i found something nice too
one piece manga 426
url: http://www.mangacult.com/series.php?series=onepiece&do=download
but u need to sign up (but its free)
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
bo liaoz No.2
Read Majin Devil
Heres the link: http://www.mangadownload.net/manga.php?a=series&sid=50
bwut u need to sign up first (dun wori its free)
Bah u can use my user and pass
User: this is for me to know
Pass: and for u to find out
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btw
btw...every month
there will be 4 BOMB of the week rite
then well vote for BOMB of the month
and the guy will get a prize
ya...so
POST
there will be 4 BOMB of the week rite
then well vote for BOMB of the month
and the guy will get a prize
ya...so
POST
SUMBOMB award
orite
the administrators r gonna haf the most BOMB post competition...
\every week well announce the winner
and the winner can be the administrators too
lol
its by voting la
BOMB = er..makes our day more happy/lame/errr
simply put
when we read the post
it livens up our day
and well rmbr it for the rest of the wk
if possible
for the rest of our lives
so ya
POST MAN
the administrators r gonna haf the most BOMB post competition...
\every week well announce the winner
and the winner can be the administrators too
lol
its by voting la
BOMB = er..makes our day more happy/lame/errr
simply put
when we read the post
it livens up our day
and well rmbr it for the rest of the wk
if possible
for the rest of our lives
so ya
POST MAN
another old saying....
since i cannot think of anything to say
never interupt your enemies when they are making a mistake.
thank you bye bye
never interupt your enemies when they are making a mistake.
thank you bye bye
-.-
Be careful of imposter charity donation people at Bishan MRT. Said people are especially professional in their presentation.
So... Just don't donate to them. Donate to help "the sick and the suffering".
this moment in heaven
where
you're supposed to
stop whispering
in my ear
and
lean on my shoulder
snuggling up to me
so we can
eat our coleslaw
together.
love ya <3
you're supposed to
stop whispering
in my ear
and
lean on my shoulder
snuggling up to me
so we can
eat our coleslaw
together.
love ya <3
School
Starting of term 4 is like hell la, first must prepare for my maths TA and chinese test. I spent the whole holiday helping shen tong with his campaign, until no time for me to do much else. My PC broke down during the holidays too, cannot have some decent gaming too. I hate the holidays... espcially KC...
msn
SUX
SUXSUXSUXSUXSUX
but it became part of our lives such that todae when theres a huge prob we cldn even do our work
everythin went stagnant
jus imagine a world, suddenly wif no internet connection
can we live it for a year..ot at least a week?
i bet ill start crying in a day ah
like now :P
MSN U PIECE OF F*****
SUXSUXSUXSUXSUX
but it became part of our lives such that todae when theres a huge prob we cldn even do our work
everythin went stagnant
jus imagine a world, suddenly wif no internet connection
can we live it for a year..ot at least a week?
i bet ill start crying in a day ah
like now :P
MSN U PIECE OF F*****
Monday, September 11, 2006
everytime i feel your kiss
i can taste the slightest hint of mayonaise and cabbage.
oh yea man. oh yeaaa.
love ya <3
oh yea man. oh yeaaa.
love ya <3
Nice pic...
Huh? It turned out so faint? Never mind... Go here for a better view.
first day of school in term 4. quite tired i would say.
6.30pm news messed up. tv station problems. hm.
And I think we should play a game once we have enough people.
Here that is.
Sunday, September 10, 2006
hooray
mugigng is fun
imsure
look at wat im staring at rite now
VOLCANOES
BOOOOOOOOM
ash, bombs and blocks
they can spread from mt hekla to Finland
COOOOOL
and the world will end
imsure
look at wat im staring at rite now
VOLCANOES
BOOOOOOOOM
ash, bombs and blocks
they can spread from mt hekla to Finland
COOOOOL
and the world will end
Whenever i eat at LJS
my pockets hurt. my hand trembles as i reach into my pocket to get my suffering wallet. i hear the silent scream as i open my wallet and take out those pieces of paper which mean to much to me. i can see the evil look of the cashiers as they loom over me threatening me for money. I stand scared inder theri gaze. as i part with those beloved pieces of paper, i hope i could run away, after eating wat i bought of course. Who wants to waste money???
Public Service announcement
the previous message will be blank if you remove all the spastic stuff.
i am sorry
that is who i am/
hahaha my post is the longest. HAHAHAHAHA.
wounds so deep they never show they never go away
Public Service announcement
the previous message will be blank if you remove all the spastic stuff.
i am sorry
that is who i am/
hahaha my post is the longest. HAHAHAHAHA.
wounds so deep they never show they never go away
everytime i hear your voice,
i feel this little tinge of happiness deep inside of me. that's cos i know you're that aunty who'd give me extra coleslaw even without me asking.
love ya. <3
love ya. <3
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