design over functionality

greetings beings. so it's the first weekend of the term for me that really only has 2 days, namely Saturday and Sunday. last week was lagi best la, fri to mon off. so well, back to reality, and here i am coming up with another post on a Sunday night with a long school day tomorrow in mind. the prospect is just.... SIAN.




it's not easy.


school sucks. like really. i guess life from now on would just well.... SUCK. no more flying around like an airhead shunning responsibilities, like i did in sec 2. so i guess i just have to face the scary, scary prospect of growing up. so people in sec 2, treasure your time. i mean some of you may already be keeping beards and stuff and are like 1.9 tall and probably more or less grown up, but you really haven't grown up till you're >sec 3. cos that's when stupid slacky shit subkects like it lessons and art and music and home econs and dnt are thrown out the window
and you are made to suffer and sit through mind numbing lessons the entire day. that's when life gets reaaaaaaal SIAN. i don't know, i don't like it. maybe it's just me.

oh yeah, i guess probably the top part just applies to catholic high toots. like people in other schools, i'm not sure how things work over there. like duh, i'm not like some MOE official or what. but heck, like they would know too. okay they probably would.







on another note, i hate destructive people. okay that's it i'm not gonna elaborate anymore. i just don't understand them. and i don't understand vandalism at all. it's just plain disturbing. okay, unless it's funny.







so well. you should know i'm typing so much cos i'm waiting for my photos (all 154 of them) to be uploaded. the bulk of it are bangkok day ONE photos. the rest are like, random snapshots. and speaking about bulk.


okay, nevermind. let's just put it this way.

suppose kevin liam and i were standing on the eastern and western ends of the earth, it would probably like increase the distance between the north and the south poles. get it???? hopefully not. i love this, it makes things so indirect, so only certain people can see it. people like,


so well i was out on saturday evening. which is a wonderment in itself, cos i seldom am. i am the homebound kinda person, sleep is probably the best thing behind corn. and yes, the photos have finally been uploaded.


woohoo. great, it's already 11.

so well the greater wonderment was that i was going for CHMA (something i like very much to pronounce as schma. like smile with an h. schmile. ok i don't know. just me). an abbreviation for the Catholic High Music Awards. yep, pretty cool. great job by imedia. oh yeah before i write about my saturday, i would like to say that lampard is FAT. then you would say, what right do you have to say that, derek wong?

well, for starters, he is a soccer player. i am not one.

he is a soccer player playing in the english premier league.

erm, that's pretty much all, but pretty much in itself.



so there's fat frank in all his fatness. wayne rooney comes to mind right? right? hate them both la.


oh yeah, something else.




I HATE MANCHESTER UNITED.



and most of their fans, who are mostly assholes. the rest are donuts.



ok fine, there are nice manu fans. but i know they are liverpool fans inside. everytime a nice person proclaims himself a manu fan, i just feel this deep ARGH inside me. cos like. it really changes my perception of the person. call me biased, but it's true.

oh well, enough about $%^&*.

wah seriously hate manu. there's just something wrong with the club and all its associates. red devils isn't a very nice affectionate nickname to begin with, and there's this satanism i see in their players. it's true.

laugh out loud. ok fine. screw me manu fans.






smirk smirk smirk that felt damn good. hehe sorry manu fans. this would probably like destroy all my relationships with manure fans. but well.






and then i got my kernels to participate in some orientation style games to ease them before i cooked them. yay.







oh yeah. i was walking along one day after a fine buffet and left a trail like this. spectacular.









i would SO buy this. like really man. love(today) at first sight sia.




so so so so SATURDAY.


well i was in a fix at first. i didn't know whether i should go for cell, or schmile (CHMA). i bought the schmile ticket already, but was actually quite ready to forgo it. but then this punker kept bugging me to go, saying that it was one of the last times that there would be a school event like this of this scale, this being my last year. so well i thought about it. eh NO leh, there's still stuff like grad night (urgh) and besides can still come back for schmile also what. hmm well but i went in the end cos i didn't want to regret missing a fine show. yeah it was good, schmile never disappoints. it's getting late, so i prolly won't elaborate much. Decided rocked. and this is the first time i'm using rock in the true sense of the word. they were pretty good. a good vocalist makes lotsa difference!


it was what happened before schmile that was fascinating. i was due to meet edwin and daniel at j8 at 7, and was kinda rushing. couldn't make it on time in the end, cos of this.










i was already super pekcek, i forgot my phone, was running late. was at the 156 bus stop when i heard this bird. i don't know, usually i dao this kinda unimportant stuff, but 156 was seriously taking very long to come. so i checked it out. and saw this fellow perched on this low lying branch about waist height. ok fine i have no waist. in case people like tze heng or edwin dispute my waist height huh. haha just kidding. oh well. it was funny, it didn't move, it just perched there and squawked.

so me, being this ignorant being, thought it was injured or something. well birds usually are darn fast like kevin liam, sometimes as fat too. usually they would take off as long as you're within touching distance. or more. usually more. yeah so this one never leh, just blur blur perch there and screech.

so i thought it was injured. took out a tissue, picked it up, decided to bring it home. cos i seriously didn't want to see such a pretty little thing get mauled by a cat or something. left it in my mum's care before rushing off to schmile.





so well, when i got back my mum told me she fed it water, milk.






slept happily. and i checked the net this afternoon to find out how to look after it.










then i saw this.


The fact is, they're probably not orphans. Most birds are ready to leave the nest before they can fly or take care of themselves. This is a normal, routine part of a wild bird's life! Their parents bring them food and protect them (for weeks!) before they're on their own. Sometimes you will find a wild baby bird, looking lost and abandoned. Naturally, you want to help... but the best help is actually not to help (aside from keeping your pets away from the baby). The most important thing to understand is that the bird's parents are very much taking care of it, and they know better what to do for their baby than you do. So don't adopt it. It's not an orphan.




and i was like. SHIT???!!!!









SQUAWK!!! GIMME BACK MY MUMMY!!!! SQUAWK SQUAWK!!!!!






shit la. and we're not supposed to feed it liquid stuff like water and milk. esp through a straw or sth. which is exactly what my mum did. it may cause pneumonia or something. shit la.




so well, what to do. i've been feeding it watermelon. and it eats a lot. haha funny la it would like open its mouth huge. hmmmmm. so i guess i'll be leaving it with the primary side aviary tomorrow and hopefully they'll know what to do with it.


i'm such an asshole la. poor bird. it's like kidnapping a kid from a day care centre. which really sucks.





the zen like habitat it now lives in........... not. laugh out loud it can't fly, but my sis is so freaked it would suddenly fly so i just put that red thing. which is really some cover for food la. poor bird. and the pencil, i wanted to put it in the box for the bird to perch on, but it kinda failed. so the bird is in a jollibean taohui container with some towel wrapped around it to keep it warm. but i guess nothing would make up for it losing its parent birds. i am SO sorry!

see the cage behind, it's the hamster cage and smithy (stupid name) the fat rodent resides in it. my sister was like.


"eh maybe we should try to let them make friends."


"you mean like crossbreed? make what hambird ah."



"uh no.... birdster."









omigosh man. okay i guess the bird's hungry now, shall go feed it before leaving it in the care of the aviary tomorrow. =((