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2/27/2005 The fearsome curse : The brown guitar's wrath



How limericks work
5 lines.
last word of line 1,2,5 rhymes,
last word of line 3,4 rhymes.

Once upon a blue tick,
there lived a silly little NiCK.
Then, a voice from above
which sounded like a smurf
commanded, " learn God's music"

So off NiCK went,
in search of a marking pen,
a paper,
and a teacher.
And then, he found a Man. (Sorry not woman)

This man could play the guitar
which sounded nice from afar.
Noticing the man's special music intution,
NiCK asked this man for music tution,
hoping to pay him using flour (Its not true lah haha :D)

After learning the simplest of simple
and having a growing pimple,
NiCK practises everyday for some time, (Ok, it may have just been 2 days, but...)
hoping to impress rather than look like a stupid mime,
but NiCK's fingers starts to twinkle.

Red red red went the finger
which is starting to become as rough as timber,
boo hoo hoo,
moo moo moo,
the pain persists and lingers

the excruciating pain pain pain,
if only it feels soft like a sheeps mane...
even typing this limerick
would activate the screaming sound EEEEEEEEEk.
But not to worry, At most NiCK will only faint.


9:32 PM


2/26/2005




What a cool photo. All looking like silly.




Impersonation. Need i say more?


3:23 PM


2/25/2005

Noooooooooooooooo....The hair shop is close!!! NoooOOOOOOoooooooooooo It closed at 3pm! And my lessons finished at 5...Nevermind, at least i enjoyed battleship and chinese chess. Oh, and i got to squeeze Matthew's fats! haha!


6:35 PM


2/24/2005

It may have already passed me by, totally disappearing from sight, as if no longer existent. The aftermath seems to show scars. 5 hours after my re-test, i still feel as though Rekha wants us dead. Once again, Rekha or Chao ta Ba Qua for short seems to want to prove the same point. She wants us dead or something close to that. ( i won't mind, if i get to eat lots of non-chao ta ba qua on the way) Its one thing to preach, another to do the opposite. Well, i guess that respect towards Rekha is at an all time low. Everybody seems to talk in class regardless of whether she is lecturing or torturing us. God tells us to be a light unto the world and set an example. But i don't see myself doing it. What a challenge.

Plans for tommorow: CUT HAIR & DYE IT! And worry not, my hair won't DiE in the process!

PS, Black on yellow background or yellow on black background, as taught by gweeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!


10:44 PM


2/23/2005

Forgive my crudeness, but its really funny haha..

There once was a man from Peru
Who had a lot of growing up to do,
He'd ring a doorbell,
then run like hell,
Until the owner shot him with a .22



There once was a man from York
who picked his nose with a fork
when it got stuck
he cried "I don't give a f***"
and walked around looking like a dork.


There once was this guy named Stan
Who had some trouble being a man
He wore a dress and high heels
And drove a Chevrolet with pink wheels
And soon Stan became a tran


11:27 PM



Today on NiCK's corner, we talk about movies.

The first one on the list is NiCK's very own personal video! Scripted by the master scripter, Sir Anle, the product was close to perfect. Despite a few blooppers, really horrible sound quality inadequate crew, the final product was at least of some standard good enough for the movie review board. Featuring Tofuhai as the evil crazy Dr. Tofu, Drought-tree pictures presents "What is Alzheimer's Disease?" Special thanks to Eddie, the man behind everything, who handled the rental and pioneering being the project, we(2/3 of the whole cast) decided that it is nessassary to fatten Eddie further with a free lunch. With regards to review and distribution, the crew have this to say, "Piracy is a crime". Release date : 3 / 3 / 2005. Sneak preview movie passes are on the house, courtesy of Drought-tree pictures.

Tommorow, "The wrath of rekha" will finally be on the cinema shelf. The movie draws it audience to a grim scene in a newly built structure. Just when bad was bad, worst showed up. 16 soldiers marching off towards this structure, so unfamiliar so unknown, the nightmare-of-the-year. Nevertheless, marking towards their doom, "The wrath of rekha" showcases many talented actors who specialise in being really sad all the time.

Thank you for joining me, your host for this evening's seriously retarded movie reviews.


7:31 PM


2/21/2005

Tonight is the night, where i tell my friends that i'm studying.

Tonight is the night, where i tell my friends and myself that i'm studying.

Tonight is the night, where i tell my friends and myself that i'm studying, and i do.

Tonight is the night, where i tell my friends and myself that i'm studying, and i do......but only for a while.

Tonight is the night, where i tell my friends and myself that i'm studying, and i do......but only for a while. After that, it ends up in msn and minesweeper.


Tonight is the night, where i tell my friends and myself that i'm studying, and i do......but only for a while. After that, it ends up in msn and minesweeper.Thankfully that didn't last long.


Tonight is the night, where i tell my friends and myself that i'm studying, and i do......but only for a while. After that, it ends up in msn and minesweeper.Thankfully that didn't last long and the night was still young.

Tonight is the night, i want to conquer. Tonight, tonight tonight tonight.


11:26 PM


2/20/2005

Gandhi and a little of his life.


Here's how a close friend of Gandhiji came to give up two of his possessions. This friend, a German named Kallenbach, was an engineer-architect whose earnings had made him rich. Kallenbach shared the beliefs and principles of Gandhiji and worked closely with him in the struggle against the white South African government. This, however, was not always easy.

It was 1908. Gandhiji was being released from jail, having served his sentence for the Satyagraha struggle. At the gate he realised that his friend Kallenbach was so happy at his release that he had actually bought a new car to take him home. Gandhiji refused to enter the car. "It is stupid to spend so much money on a car when other people are suffering. You must return it to the seller before doing anything else."

On another occasion, Kallenbach and Gandhiji were returning to South Africa from England by ship. Kallenbach had a well-crafted and expensive pair of binoculars. This led to a serious discussion. What exactly is essential for a good and simple life? And if non-essentials are not required, shouldn't they be discarded? The binoculars were costly, but not essential. Persuaded by Gandhiji, Kallenbach threw them into the sea. And felt greatly relieved.





10:44 AM


2/17/2005

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Maybe block 56 is a nice place.

Wreckha really makes a good psychologist. Very good at being conjuring up instantanous reasons that definitely make sense to only 1 person: herself. :(
I'm feeling a total wreck now, the worst in a blue cow and transparent moon.

Gone with the breeze. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.


10:16 PM


2/16/2005

Its really been an exhausting day. Really really really. School wasn't much out of the ordinary, except from Mr Gwee being really nice and canceled the ACCA Lab lesson. With much well deserved respect, we roared gweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! when we saw him coming out of the elevator. And he smiled.
Following that, we met a super guai lan lecturer(who lectures about sports) who insisted that by carrying in 2 tables into the sports hall during his class, we were disturbing the entire congregation of his Sports and wellness class. I guess he won't ever get married, but who am i to comment? I am, but a mere thorn in his sight, a piece of cow jerky in a slaughterhouse, the dirt he kicks on the floor. Nevertheless, I'll always remember how i wasn't ever under him: Mr thormas something. I still vividly remember my S&W teacher. He was a very nice guy, even though he enjoyed picking on me, ever since the first lesson that i showed up with fluffy hair.

Well, at the end of classes, at around roughly 3, my little gang went to the Ngee ann polytechnic sports hall, in hopes of training a bit of badminton before our BME badminton open, only to meet that goondo Mr thormas something. Refer to above for more information. Soon after, the even littleler gang decided that observing mr thomas something was going to be all that we could do. I must say, Mr thormas something isn't too bad a badminton player himself, but i still hate him. So the littleler gang left and hang around the basketball courts with cryve and his good friend denise(i used to think this name meant the niece, which didn't make sense).

After a little goodbyes and stuff, i went for BME badminton opens. My 3 important matches definitely was a very very big let down. I did some good on the line shots, and some really stupid Stupid stupid *&amp;@^*#@&^#@*&^#@&^#%@&^ blunders. My mind, on the other hand was more consistent. It was almost as if i was falling asleep on the courts, literally. All in all, i enjoyed the practice i played with Jonathan a lot(hes so really good man! I almost can't keep up, but nvm) and the deeper understanding i have of H1 class a bit.

Results: Win 1, lose 2.

And please pray for my knee. Its really pain. An old injury that shows its anger at the most crucial times.

Ok my friends, it is here i bid u a farewell.Hope you guys love your life lots and make your life a happy life. Good night!


10:47 PM



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12:07 AM


2/14/2005 I can't believe this: My little mei wants to kill me painfully

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. NiCK!
2. Nicholas!
3. Small kid....

THREE SCREENNAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
dark3n
thetomatothatwentroar
metalnut (aha sounds damn weird but whatever)


THREE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUTYOURSELF:
small-tiny-microscopic-close-to-non-existently sized
rather insensitive at times
Sometimes can't be bothered even if i notice it.

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
Small size
High blood pressure
Breast cancer(Thankfully it probably won't affect me haha)

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
The day when everybody will hate me
Marriage
shortage of food

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
Sweets!
Bed!
Food!
Water!
God!


THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHTNOW:
Yf camp shirt
Shorts
undees (secret colour)

THREE BANDS IN YOUR PLAYLIST
Tokyo Kosei Wind orchestra(Super pro Classical band)
Iron Maiden(Super pro Rock band)
Deodato(Super pro Latin band)

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:
Majulah Singapura - rock version
Theatre Music(Classical)
ALL PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN SOUNDTRACKS! WOooW its so grand sounding!


THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12MONTHS:
Guitaring
Tennis


THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP :
Truthfullness
World peace! ahahahaha!
Fun! loads of it! loads and loads of it! More more more!


TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE:
I am a good lier.
My previous sentence was a lie.
My previous sentence was a lie.

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
Hair
face
size -_-"


THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:
Sleep well in a rainstorm on normal everyday occasions
Kill someone(even though i dreamt about it last night)
Finish up my food

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
Gaming
Movies(Oh no i watched 5 movies in 1 week)
Badminton/tennis!
Making music!
opps thats 4 already. Nvm! its all the same right?

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALBADLY RIGHT NOW:
Stop thinking about not having a date on valentines day...haha -_-"
Study real hard and get full marks for PS so that rekha will just shut up and buzz off, otherwise i'll stuff a big stick-pole into her head and force the juice out of her nostrills, followed by a neck breaking smack.
Be a good boy


THREE CAREERS YOU ARE CONSIDERING:
Engineer
Loan shark
Bill gates


THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
Cyberspace
Japan
Korea


THREE KIDS NAMES:

ANDREW ANDREW ANDREW!!!!!!!!!! MY BLOG IS NOT LAMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE


THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
Bungee
Sky dive
Both at the same time.


THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THISQUIZ NOW OR DIE PAINFULLY:
IAN I"M NOT A KUKU BIRDDDDDDDDDDDDd
SAMUEL TEO
Daiyan!!!!!!!!!


8:24 PM


2/12/2005

Dear Diary,
My dad thinks i'm a lazy potato who doesn't exercise. Thats quite the truth. He also thinks i spend to much time not studying. In addition, he added how late i sleep. My mom slept through the dad-mom-son lecture. Hahahaha. After a few days of filling my cash stash, its back to school already.

Rekha has proven herself once again. No wonder she is the champion. As expected, she didn't give out the test papers. Ulterior reason being "I haven't marked your papers".
From the name rekha, you should know its not a chinese name. Which means no need to celebrate Chinese new year Whats more, the PS common test date was 4th feb 2005 at 11am-1230pm. Supposing the papers were finally put in the rekha-private-marking-room at 2pm, she would have
6days and 21 hrs = 165 hours = 9900 mins = 594000 secs
to mark all the crap. Oh, so you think i'm biased against her? Nah, i think not. Every of my other papers have already been marked, all except this Physiology systems paper!!

Anyhow, today was a fun day(i forgot to post this entry last night). Woke up because of a noisy dog and sis' chinese tution teacher combination. Almost wanted to kill my dog but i guess its too cute -_-"...also, my dog's too skinny to make soup. Then it was onto boring stuff like playing computer games(ha its not boring, really!) Mid-afternoon, my whole family gang went to visit my new aunt's house. Damn! so nice sia! Its big, its colourful and its beside an old folk's home. Weirdest part about the house is the upper level toilet. It has a toilet gallery, a toilet with walls that are made of transparent glass! Some of my cousins decided that it was a nice place to explore, thereafter climbing into the toilet. Upon seeing the first one in, my other super kanchong cousin followed suit, but instead of going in through the entrance, she tried to go through the glass, resulting in a collision and tons of retarted laughter.

Oh hey, tommorow its off to chruch. I really wonder, am i really suitable for cell-group IC?


11:32 PM


2/11/2005

As the chinese new year season draws to a closing end, i sincerely hope all of you kids out there who ain't married are happy. I'm sure your parents/guardians were quite happy to meet up with families, catch up with each other and pay the kids to sit around and think about what they would splurge on later. Nevertheless, I spent an exorbitant amount of money recently, guess its got to end somewhere. Back to saving mode. I'm saving up all my Ang baos this year, breaking the NiCK tradition.

My cousins are so cute :P! My dad's side of the family are so interesting(weird in teenager's terms). Year after year, their gathering consist of Oldies(Beetles and stuff) and singing and more singing while we kids just sit around and :D with our cute little faces :D. Mom's family was quite closely too. Definitely a more practical family. Oh, and Carl, who is primary 3, owns a handphone and a laptop. what is the world coming too?! hahaha!


8:30 AM


2/08/2005

Just hate it when your com fails right in front of ur big pinky face?
Spyware may invading your computer! Its a real nusiance to see popups poping up during your session of diablo2 or when you're watching a good little NC18 movie.


Get rid of spyware? Nick's suggestion: Spybot - search and destroy & Ad-aware, both downloadable from downloads.com


Just married...


If you think a crocodile is scary, consider rabbits as well.


The trendy barbie...gh3y!



Kids(including stupid old people who might do this), don't try this at home


4:06 PM


2/06/2005

"Tommorow marks the beginning of a new future, a one of peace, prosperity and hope. It is a time of renewal, equality and freedom! "

Nick's prediction of Bush's speech. I wonder what happens when bush shaves off his bush.

Ole! Ole! Ole! Rejoice, for i spent some 40 dollars, on a pair of slippers! Big deal...
Ole! Ole! Ole! Rejoice, for i spent some 10 dollars, on a westwinds concert ticket pass!! Big deal...
Ole! Ole! Ole! Rejoice, for i spent some 24 dollars, on movie tickets,popcorn and IOUs!!! Big deal...
Ole! Ole! Ole! Rejoice, for i spent some 200 dollars, on a game debts which have not been settled!!!! Big deal...
Ole! Ole! Ole! Rejoice, for i spent some of my time, on this blog typing nonsense for the electronic box audience to read!!!!! Big deal...


With Chinese new year around the corner, what are all of you guys planning to do? Westwind community band decided it was time to introduce classics into the new year by playing new year songs medley for their encore. What a delight, to hear people laughing during the song. Who ever heard of the xing nian song with running notes and choral notes? I'm glad i did. Too bad, that was the only really nice song which i enjoyed. HAHA!

BBPC's Youth fellowship session was rather frolic. After an interesting auction bid/battle royal, 800 dollars for a tube-top and 400 dollars for a skirt(wasn't too bad, considering some spent 50 bucks on newspaper & 300 on a green rubber ball) was spent on britney's wardrobe. However, Britney had other plans : blue long sleeve shirt and jeans. I guess it was still a success. The whole point of the game, was for people to guess which "celebrity"(including william hung) you were representing. Thankfully, cross-dressing was prohibitated, for Nick happens to be the midget in mids of the skyscraping giants society.


11:25 PM


2/04/2005 Here marks the end,of a great mental torment. Its all already over,I hope I haven't developed a phobia, Oh no I have to see Rekha again

Hey guys, heres a story i made up about rekha and her stereo-type thinking. Read it to the end and give me some comments ok?






Once upon a time, there lived an evil who called herself Dr. Pillai Rekha. This evil has managed to take over the world of NP, right from the frontiers to the edge of sewerpipes. It was rumoured that she sold her soul to the .



Finally, the day came when all of man's super heros were mutilated, if not, driven crazy or into exile in the Rekha desert. All, but one remained. Will he/she/it have what it takes to overcome the wrath of ?



On an unpeaceful , misty evening, awoke himself abruptly in the ancient ruins of the PS Temple. Something was calling his name.

"Tomato! Tomato! Tomato!", whispered a creepy, eerie voice.

Duck pimples scaring his beautiful skin, quickly hid behind a gigantic stone statue of the once mighty super hero, Miss Monkey universe.

"Do not be afraid, it is I who has come to show you your destiny!!!!!!!!!!!!!", echoed the voice in the looming silence,"I am who,who am i, that is not important! But if you want to know, I am Miss Monkey universe, Sun Wukong's wife! I need you to seek out this evil and destroy her!"



Shocked and perified in his spot, began thinking as quickly as his little mind could take him. His first thoughts in a shinhan's accent were "WtF Miss Monkey universe is Sun Wukong's wife?! WtF!"


"How could i destroy this evil ???", stammered .

"That my friend, is a good question.", followed by a ''pop'' sound(indicating the departual of Miss Monkey universe)






So off went on his quest to destroy this evil . Upon arrival at the Rekha terrority, noticed something terribly wrong with her headquarters.

Instincts told to hide in the bushes in the bottom left corner of the headquarters and observe his enemy. It was then that he noticed a sign
.




Timid as he was, looked away, only to stare face first at 2 rekhian guards.
.



Diving head first into the bushes, pretended to be a real planted in the soil. Apparently successful, the guards did not persue the matter.




After a while, decided to risk his life by stealthily sneaking into the headquarters. Not wanting to be caught, thought of an ingenious plan(which really means its a plan out of stupidity) to get in without being spotted. Dressing up as a (where he got the costume is still a mystery to this day) , sneaked into the building.






It was rumoured that this evil was very very very rich. finally saw why.

.


Once again, using his wits, sneaked passed the shitters and headed for a room labelled "". This had to be where she could be found, since big evil bosses on TV always played golf. It must be some kinda conspiracy between the media and .






Pushing the door open, blowing the challenger horn and gonging the challenger gong, summoned to a fight that would end everything. Either way, the winner would surely benefit.


And so the battle began, first as a series of verbal insults.
VS
"You didn't read your book, so you don't need help!" vs "You taught us wrong facts!

"You didn't do your homework, so you're gonna get 0!" vs "You didn't even teach us how to answer the question!"

"Oh, Ultimately it is you who will lose out, not me!" vs "You're just a selfish snubbed up lecturer who doesn't want to help us even when we ask you!!!!!!"

"Am i really that fat?" vs "Evidently!"

"Oh yes i think i am! Hahaha, thats a plus point!" vs "Especially for the chances of getting a heart attack!"




Very clear cut, we all know was the winner
Of course, the rules of the fight was
1. is always right.
2. If is wrong, refer to rule 1 for more information.

So, based on this, Rekha won.

"Its time to end this, ", roared the forever pridefu,l evil .



"Help help!",screamed in desperation,"I'm too young to go mad!!!!"



All of a sudden, some super being appeared. In a grand entrance, accompanied by the sounds of trumpets and horns and harps and a long red carpet,
transented down from the high levels.

"The principal AKA King of NP I am, defile another of my wonderful apprentice, you will not!. Be gone back into the darkness!"

Sidestepping,the evil dodged 's Power word attacks.

Quoting her already prepared speech,the evil spat,"Your words are weak, and ineffective. You are nothing more than a pawn of politics. I, on the other hand, a real professional doctor have been placed here to replace you! Be gone from my sight!"

With a swirl and rapid mouth movement, the evil sent flying out of the whole of the remaining story, but too slow to shut off the voice......


"Destroy , fallen to the darkside she has! Press the red dot you must! ARhhhHh!"

It was then, that noticed something else.




Seizing this opportunity, leaped forward for the reset button.



THE END


11:17 PM


NICK



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