Tuesday, November 18, 2008

1.

again

as they always say

again

irony

Monday, November 17, 2008

ix. tomorrow

success and failure aren't mutually exclusive.

Sunday, July 06, 2008

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

vii. us u s.

This is us.

We are who we say we are.

What are we?

Sunday, February 10, 2008

DD

very interesting.

im hating ns.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

v. you, yourself

"You know the truth, and the truth is this: Some Sec2s misbehave ,some Sec2s drag, some Sec2s can never be trusted with the platoon flag. But this is a truth that applies to the whole unit and to no particular batch of cadets."

Some say life ends at 13.

v. crow.

it has been a long time since i have updated this repository of random musings, but much has changed since the last time we met.

first, and foremost, many leaders of EuOIa have fallen.

maybe they had forgotten the trials and tribulations that they had been through together with the rest.
maybe they had failed to remember their importance to the world.
or maybe...

maybe they succumbed to the temptations they promised never to touch.

second, the war of drill.

the denizens of EuOIa have been regularly training for the battle that was looming. and it did not help that the crows were flying in the arid morning air, and squawking their beaks out about how we would fail to win.

again, a fall from glory.



and third, but not today, independence of mind versus traditionalism.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

iv. b. ode to the A.

The pawns of the enemy loom ahead of you.

Minions of the Burning Blade they are, wielding their various implements of destruction -- scimitars, daggers, rapiers, and the like. They are ready.

Are you?

You stare into their bloodthirsty and frenzied eyes, which are no longer welling up with virtue and righteousness, but instead lifeless and exhausted. They have surrended their destiny to the nether.

Have you?

The king has decreed that you would lead his elité forces to quell the uprising. His hopes are on you. The nation's fate lies with you. The supreme monarch is decided by you.

Can you?

Friday, October 19, 2007

iv. a. Llama.

I was once a treehouse, I lived in a cake;
but I never saw the way the orange slayed the rake;
I was only three years dead, but I told a tale;
and now listen, little child, to the safety rail.


It was never meant to be.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

iv. dancing in the moonlight.

Those virulent voices echoed through my wearied brain again.

Insanity beckons to me, whispering, "come on, you know how bad it's been. just make a few changes, and everything will be much better..."

The seeds of disruption sown gradually and silently in the past three years were ready to bloom.

And as I continue my fervent quest for academic achievement, the doom of crankiness draws close...

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Sunday, September 16, 2007

boom

last post was on the anniversary of alqaedas first carelessness of their blur pilot who was suposed to bring the hosts back to t afghanistan bt ended up striking the WTC. then coz they got ego they mus cover up that they actually hired pilots who noe nuts abt navigation. so they made up a story whereby they wanted to bomb the WTC since ages ago and had even documents to proove that they made a lot of calculations and wtv crap

then movie 23 believed the story soo much that they even made the number 23 frm the date

11-9-2001..add up the digits
11+9+2+0+0+1 = 23....lame

k la so cum find me lor...im born on the 23 wad..whee ur connected to me in sum mystical way woooooo

ok screw im ranting haha haf fun guys!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

taste

taste the blood of your friends
arent they delicious
rotten and cold
feel the evil running through your veins
oh the marvellous taste of your cold blooded friends
but while im happily licking the wound of my friend
..
is that the taste of a tinge of my own?

Monday, September 10, 2007

spastic video #2:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwLrgxtALWs

yeah. this is good stuff. even though it's 41 minutes long. i'm telling you its bullshit but you can go judge for yourself xp

Sunday, September 09, 2007

romance story

One day there was a boy
He liked to play with toy
He wanted to be coy
So he called himself pinoy

Then there was a girl
She liked to cook and whirl
She whirled and twirled and firled
And firled and dwirled and curled

Pinoy came along one day
And whirly firly out to play
"Trippity tray!" he had to say
When whirly girl had twirled his way

Trippity tray, and trippity hey?
There couldn't be a happier fray
Why whirly girl and pinoy lay
That started yousheng's jealousay

Oh look at the time!
I can't just rhyme
And feel my eyeballs turn to grime!
Yousheng shall wait
And wait and wait
And he can go chew on a lime.

PINOY

screw driver
whee
pinoy is a funny name fror filipinos.....

ahahaha
i mus post this

unleash ur sorrow
sry bt my heart is hollow
cmon hadi rhyme wif me : royce

me: i look at my pee and its yellow


ahahahahhahahahahh wheeeeee

beating your kids




WAHAHA. I FOUND THIS. CHECK OUT THE CHEENA ACCENT.


wel i should be doing work now. i face the conflicting desires of sleep and nonsleep!





*cue mortal kombat musik*


it is obvious who shall win.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

iiid. one plus one equals three.

there is this mathematician from reptilia.

he is shorter than your usual mathematician (but come to think of it, all mathematicians in EuOIa now are quite tall), and also shorter than your usual non-mathematician.

but being of such a height is... actually quite useful to him.

during his spare time, he is more than a mathematician.

he is employed by the elders to defend the ancients, taking the persona of any hero he wishes and fighting against the enemy. usually, this results in him returning home successfully.

even when he is not doing so, he is finding his next target to




poke prod stumble throw kick punch lash assault kidnap murder assassinate.




please pity him, for he is an only child, yet a mathematician.

may the lord have mercy on his soul.

(to be continued)

dots

a giant chessboard?!

Friday, September 07, 2007

iiic. not propaganda.

there's no place i wanna be
you'll always be a part of me
and even though i roam the world
it's still my home i long to see
this is where i wanna be
you'll always be a part of me
so i cross the skies and sail the seas
to be where i wanna be

there is no doubt, when i hear this verse being repeatedly broadcasted over and over again from my magic sound-producing gizmo, that i feel a tiny bit more patriotic, to want to serve the three populace even more. EuOIa was my home since 3 years ago, and ever since i became one of the elders i have made an effort to give the populace the best experiences they should have.

but before the opportunity presents itself, the waiting ensues...

(to be continued)