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Thursday, June 21, 2007

Guitar Campaign

Hey, everyone out there with any guitars/ pedals/ amplifiers or musical instruments thats collecting dust and waiting to be disposed? Well you can come and do a good deed by donating these items. This is not organized by me, I am merely helping by spreading and find people to pass the love around.

"hey we're doing this for the kids... everyone should do their part..."
Do something good, donate your guitars/ Musical instruments! Or sell em at a low price!
http://www.friendster.com/guitdonate4real

Spread The Love Around!

It doesn't matter if it is a mere classical guitar or a ukulele. You can also sell your underused electrical guitar at a low price. Yes and please do spread this message around.

March In @ 5:22 PM

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Slam Poetry

Heres some video that I found interesting, and it definitely interest me. Hope it makes and impact.

Taylor Mali- " Importance of Proofreading"

The the impotence of proofreading
By Taylor Mali
www.taylormali.com

Has this ever happened to you?
You work very horde on a paper for English clash
And then get a very glow raid (like a D or even a D=)
and all because you are the word¹s liverwurst spoiler.
Proofreading your peppers is a matter of the the utmost impotence.

This is a problem that affects manly, manly students.
I myself was such a bed spiller once upon a term
that my English teacher in my sophomoric year,
Mrs. Myth, said I would never get into a good colleague.
And that¹s all I wanted, just to get into a good colleague.
Not just anal community colleague,
because I wouldn¹t be happy at anal community colleague.
I needed a place that would offer me intellectual simulation,
I really need to be challenged, challenged dentally.
I know this makes me sound like a stereo,
but I really wanted to go to an ivory legal collegue.
So I needed to improvement
or gone would be my dream of going to Harvard, Jail, or Prison
(in Prison, New Jersey).

So I got myself a spell checker
and figured I was on Sleazy Street.

But there are several missed aches
that a spell chukker can¹t can¹t catch catch.
For instant, if you accidentally leave a word
your spell exchequer won¹t put it in you.
And God for billing purposes only
you should have serial problems with Tori Spelling
your spell Chekhov might replace a word
with one you had absolutely no detention of using.
Because what do you want it to douch?
It only does what you tell it to douche.
You¹re the one with your hand on the mouth going clit, clit, clit.
It just goes to show you how embargo
one careless clit of the mouth can be.

Which reminds me of this one time during my Junior Mint.
The teacher read my entire paper on A Sale of Two Titties
out loud to all of my assmates.
I¹m not joking, I¹m totally cereal.
It was the most humidifying experience of my life,
being laughed at pubically.

So do yourself a flavor and follow these two Pisces of advice:
One: There is no prostitute for careful editing.
And three: When it comes to proofreading,
the red penis your friend.

God damn it, amazing!

March In @ 10:27 PM

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Back from ATC...

Well after 3 days of sheer "Training" finally got a chance to post something. Well what have I achieve in this 3 days aren't alot but it sure had an impact on me. During the 3 days we did High Ropes, Rafting and Orienteering. We also had another school to join in our area, Bukit Panjang Government High.

On the first day of ATC, had to pitch our tents, and it was totaly outrageous when we were given only 5 mins to pitch up our tents, and my group has only 5 men to do so...However we pitch our tent rather fast though. In my tent was Khairu, Daryl from St Gabriels , Moheimien from bartley Sec and Jin Rong in my squad... All of them were easy to get along...
Dinner later sucked.. noodles was all I ate and that was utter pathetic. We also had to survive with the lousy Chlorine filled water. Ugh~ But whats a camp without stories to tell??

To be Continues soon... off to dota haha

Okay Im back! time to continue my story.
Hmm where did i stop eh?
Ok well day 1 was a short day and we had ice breaking games after lunch. I learnt how to play whacko and double whacko but did not had the chance to be the whacker, err maybe because I'm just too good at it? Well after ice breaking we had our briefing on our sentry duties. Honestly speaking, im glad to say that my group was the very first group to do. Yeah man. Nothing much happened during sentry, no wild boars, ghosts spirts or any shit... BORING!! Went to sleep after that.

2nd day was much shaggier or what ever you call it. We had 3 activities cramped into one day, and as usual, some activities were unable to be accomplished due to the time constrains. Pathetic, because of the same old reasons that I would not mention. The walls have ears. My group's first activity was the High Elements. It seriously looked quite easy from below, but its a different ball game when you are doing it. I stepped on the thin wire and i was going Holy shit! Darn its high indeed! I had to walk this line, with this funny moving pole which you had to hold on to that only disrupts your balance. The 2nd part was to walk on the horizontal ladder across , and the last 1 to swing back to the tower, quite fun eh.

Rafting was up next. IMHO I did not enjoy it at all. We were told to make a raft, Yes we did. We were told that without a safety buoyant one cannot cross the gate into the beach, Yes we did that and sat on the side of the road drinking water. And we got literally fucked by the CI as he retorted that we were drinking teh susu while the others with the safety bouyant were listening to orders. Yeah and the CIs get to sit under the drill shed while us (without the buoyant) stood there and watch the raft sink or swim... Okay i got to understand its US in the camp and not them(CIs)

Then we had orienteering, nothing much just one whole load of walking, really.

Dinner came and went, had 2 cans of pineapple as there were not much food left , as I had went for a shower before heading to the shed for dinner. I started filling up my water bottle with some pineapple juice together with the pineapple bits. Nah did not really worked though, but it managed to hide the "aweful" taste of the water there. All i'm pleading is just some f***king plain water that taste nice, and doesn't give stomaches upon drinking.

Yea, then we had campfire, Hoooray (NOT). The campfire was still okay initially but it turned worse I almost fell asleep, or maybe I fell asleep during it. Pathetic, the Sec2s weren't showing any signs of enthusiasm at all.

Bedtime came and we went to sleep hoping for break camp...
However only to be disrupted when my peaceful sleep have been awoken when everyone was rushing to fall in. I was stunned and i knew that we are bound to be terkaned by the CIs. We had to hold in push up position upon given the timing to go down. We were literally kissing the grass and I could see grasshoppers jumping and laughing at us in delight. And the grass that brush upon my skin seemed to attack my skin with thousands spears. Damn it. It was *no name shall be mentioned* CI. How freaking fierce he was as he screamed at us. It came through one ear of mine and went out of the other as I was half awake.

Ya and after that we get to get some sleep at last. Please some rest?

March In @ 3:47 PM

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Dead no more its alive now...Went for the inter unit .22 shooting competition today, results wasn't fantastic neither bad, quoted from Mr Ang... Although i felt it was rather discouraging as Bartley Secondary Had 514 points while we had only 333...

Well what Ive decided to do during these holidays...
#1 improve on studies...
#2 Finish learning Daytripper/Lady Madonna by The Beatles on guitar
#3 Do an ollie
#4 rest

Pretty simple...

Daytripper By The Beatles

Daytripper/Lady Madonna By Tommy Emmanuel

March In @ 12:05 AM