Photos from Singapore Idol grand finale night at the stadium! Went there with Yunqian, her siblings and her future in-laws. Went to shop around with Viv too before she had to go home.

Nyeh nyeh I don't feel like typing.
Maybe I'll add some nifty but lame captions...





-.- >> HaHAhAHHAHAhAhAHHAHAhAhAHHAHAaha!!!!!!!!!!



Acting like they were just acquaintances about to get their first picture snapped. Fags.



























Those good ol' Singapore Idol days where I was rooting for Paul, got eliminated and I cried for hours. Not feeling the same vibe towards this year's though. Because I'm a beast.







Spasms all over my body when Charice sang.
So amazing.



I was on Team Sylvia but both of them sounded legendary either way. Hooray for Sezairi!





And fuck yeah Gurmit is the new Singapore Idol!



And photos from today's band practice!

Band today was awesome. Reshi came and everything was just like the old days of 2009. We sneaked food into the band room, had a picnic, took distorted and blur but candid photos of the people in the room, laughing throughout the whole practice... Not so much for the part where the percussion section were called losers in front of the whole band though.



Who is that hipster playing the drums?!

I'll post up the grainy photos from Singapore Idol last night next time just because I'm a grizzly beast, Yunqian is still a lao pok vampire who smells like a wet dog and Vivian is KFO. Kentucky. Fried. Owl.

Three years ago, at 11:42am, my little brother came into the world, not realising his face slid through my mum's vava. The previous sentence may be typed down explicitly but I love my little brother!! And nyeh heh heh I did had my face on it too.

And to commemorate this special day since its Christmas and my little's brother birthday, Mum bought back home KFC's family feast, chocolate log cake for my little brother, ice cream, drinks... Fucking fat glutton. Another futile Christmas spent.

During the afternoon after wasting half of my Christmas sleeping, I took out the studs from my emoxcore studded belt I bought from penisplaza years ago and punctured the metal ends of the studs into my black flats. Turned out awesome! But I had to rummage and ransack the storeroom just to find the shoes though. The amount of mold accumlated in some of my old shoes are like crazy!

Can't wait for Sunday. Yunqian managed to get free tiks to Singapore Idol finale on Sunday. I'll be at the stadium rooting for Sylvia and Sezairi with muah besties! I think there's a flea coming up on Sunday too so fuck yeah fleas.

Fuck you Yunqian.



Yunqian made cookies for our Christmas present! Om nom nom nom nom.
And I made little cards for them all in the name of my primary 5 ID photo.

Viv and I decided to order KFC's black pepper chicken for dinner that was acclaimed to be "deeply seasoned in black pepper marinade for a full-powered blast of flavour" (Derived from a newspaper advertorial) while Yunqian ordered the low graded, fat, crispy, lao pok one.

While Yunqian was happily pigging out on her meal, Viv and I were struggling to pluck the bits of the chicken because it came right off the deep fryer. And eating it? Wah. We were condemned into so much torture just to enjoy such a harmless but legendary chicken. It was so spicy!!! While some faggot who finished eating the lao pok chicken abandoned us for home halfway through.

Anyway. Look what came today at Yunqian's doorstep!



This is not an obituary. We look like we are eligible enough to be in the obituary column of the newspapers because someone messed with my camera settings a couple of days ago.

But look! Paramore's standing pen fucking tickets!
Fuck yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Last band practice before our little one week holiday starts. I just wish I could play better so that I can be more worthy of my conductors' respect. Lol. But band practice was awesome either way. Reshi and Mazlin came. Had a lot of fun with Kenneth and Danish as well. And struggled with the songs for a long while before I had to leave the school early and skip fall in. Fuck yeah.

Vivian came over when I got home and she immediately asked me for the phone, then fought with Thadar. I'm a sucker for "lending my friends the shoulder", "heart to heart talks" and shit like that. Because I can only find solace in food. LOL. ~Self-explanatory~ So all I did was to keep patting her on the back and asked her whether she's okay. Not. I wish Yunqian didn't had to go to Malaysia! Because it could really loosen up the tension and the awkwardness in the study room by shouting "Fuck you!!!!!!!" at Thadar in the background. Haha. In the end... They broke up.

Just joking! LOL.

In the end!!!! After ending up watching New Moon again with Viv so that I will be spared by her squealings, and dissing some fag's music videos called Justin Bieber, they made up and Thadar came over. The two fucked up lovebirds came over again today in the afternoon. And all we did was watch videos and played cards. Lulz.

Anyway, a very happy birthday to Heri Kustanto, my best, best mate! I love you mate!!!!

And happy birthday to Chang Mindy too! The first person in the world who first introduced and exposed me to the mallets even though you're very happy with the french horn now. *Wobbly fats hi-5*

Ending the post with a couple pictures of...



Us picking our nose because Justin Bieber is the new fuck.



And a fucked up photo of myself. One of my eye was bloodshot red and I used some "red eye removal" application on a photo editing program online and it worked. Kinda. Lol.

Yunqian just bought the tickets on Sistic for us I'm going for Paramore's gig with my besties! So stoked!!!!!

Now I have a $111 debt to pay off in installment though.

Yunqian and Thadar came over yesterday. Our little "rehearsal" didn't work out in the end so we ended up chatting and playing with cards.

I've been blogging over at Tumblr all these while and I had enough of resizing my pictures and compelling to the rules of not exceeding the 500px width there. So I decided to come back home to 135bpm. Ohai everyone!

I've blogged five posts according to the dates and changed the background because imma beast. (No relation to werewolves or 109 year old vampires who hits on some high school girl) And!! After having so much trouble embedding some ~magical, invisible~ codes into the template, this is my final prototype.

As for today... I collected my textbooks and went for band practice.
OMFGWTFKNNCCBHOLYSHIT!!!!!!! That was interesting.

Okay. Smelyalata alligators!

You're my Honeybunch, sugar plum. Pumpy-umpy-umpkin. You're my sweetie pie. You're my cuppycake, gumdrop, snoogums-boogums. You're the apple of my eye.
And I love you so, and I want you to know, that I'll always be right here.
And I love to sing sweet songs to you. Because. You. Are. So. Dear!







Act cute bo cute, Howie.







Impromptu baking session and sleepover at Yunqian's house!
Fook yeah.

Band camp was immense. Fuck yeah Team Puma. The band majors decided to end off the camp with a ~big splash~ by pouring the pails of water from the third storey gushing down to the parade square when we were falling in. Nifty trick faggots. Water fights initiated everywhere after that. So much for the cake fight during the 2nd day of camp.

The best part about camp was meeting Ms Akari, the percussion tutor we've been hearing horrible stories about from Mr Lim. And the fact that the camp wasn't entirely a camp. We don't get to sleep over at school because of the construction and some foreign unmoral paedophiles.

Oh yeah. I sat infront of some old hag in the bus while I was on the way to school during one of the mornings. And she persistently wrenches her head just to glare at me coz I was happily humming along to a couple of ISS's songs generated from my MP3 and my sound eliminating computer cheapskate earphones. Instant radiohead. Blame my high quality green earpiece of cunting out on me a long while ago. She got so mad in the end. But it makes me hip either way. At least I don't go come boarding the bus blasting Justin Bieber songs on loudspeaker.