MUAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA I LURRRVEE MY COM!!!! MUACKS MUACKS HUGXXX HUGSSSZZ YEAHAAHAHAHA!!!
It's fixed!!!! haaaaaa..... $45 to diagnose the problem, $68 to replace the old worn out 64MB RAM with a 128 one!!! sheessshhh.... O.o""""
I bundled the heavy tower on foot over 2-3 bus stops' distance to the repair shop and waited about an hour plus. After it was done, i bundled it back home again... muscles now aching ""!!! ~~~~~~~~~~ p( >.< )q""
But... nevertheless, my lovely com runs much better than before!!! haaaaaa!!!
Coupled with my formidable CD burner, I had spent the entire evening backing up my stuffs and clearing up space in my hard drive!!!!
see my happy goofy face ---> v( ^-^ )V
YEAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAAAA!~~!!
arghhh im gonna bring my com down to a nearby repair shop and get it fixed now!! *poof*
Bwarrrrrggghhhhhhhh my com spoil!!!!
Damn thing has been slowing down drastically to the point that i can't even load a decent web page properly... if the web page could load... it took at least one bloody minute! As such, it is decreed that i shall backup all my documents into CDs and format the entire com. But i would need a cd writer!!!
So, yesterday evening went Sim Lim wif my fren and bought a IOMEGA CDRW for $112.
Went home and installed the hardware, after that the damn com coudln't start and keep giving some spastic error beep!!!
Now i can only use my sis com .... bwargggghhhhhh!!!! WHY!!!!!!
( ;x; ) <--- so sad... aiyerrrr...
arrhhh :D!!!! his eminent kiddieness lord tabe has been dying to tell the world - that he finally got his dragon this past wednesday 19th feb! :D!!!
lo n behold! share in his joy and witness the marvellous splendour of his cute, ugly dragon ->
http://www.hobbyexpress.com/hobbyx/ulanwyr.html
ooo... i wonder... will i get sued for putting a link here
( 'x' )? no matter! i'm still a kid - i dunno anything wor...
- Ultima Online Ancient Wyrm -
Being creatures of magic, the dragons of Sosaria were reshaped when the Great Cataclysm remade reality. Now, possessing traits of both the ancient and future members of their draconian race, these great wyrms once again rule the skies. Strong as titans and as skilled in sorcery as the greatest mages, the awesome Sosarian dragons intend to rule the world as they did in ages past.
hohohohoho x(^-^)v <----- *hapi*
aiyer to day very ke lian er... ( ;x; )"
i take bus go home, but then i oversleep wor.
then i wake up... "eh why the place so different one?" ?( 'x')
then i wait for the bus pass by 2 more busstops...
"hopefully the place will become same again bah..."
but then the place still different wor.
so i get down the bus cross the road and take another bus go back lor...
u see lar -----> (;x; )? ... ?( ;x;) ... so ke lian wor...
i wake up. i go to skool.
i take the bus. but i late for class.
10 minute late. but i bo chap.
one hour, i finish the class.
then i walk to computer room use computer.
but i very suey sit under aircon.
the air cold cold blow down i also cold.
but i no scared cold and continue type my blog.
so now i type my blog but got nothing to say.
so i anyhow type and i typing rubbish.
stupid air blow so cold now bueh tahan.
sian jippua dun type liao.
i go off liao. byebye.
Two mice fell into a bucket of cream. The first quickly gave up and drowned. The second mouse kicked and swam until he turned that cream into butter. He sold the butter, made a huge profit and soon became a millionaire. I am that second mouse.
har! i got me a $2 blair witch stick figure key chain!
*swings it around and kills everyone with it*
wheeeeeeeee......... v(^-^)v
Destiny is at hand. It cannot be denied. Fate has chosen that which is irrevocable. The inevitable has arrived. I must answer to that which is required of me. The task as assigned has blended so naturally into my kind ever since the evolution of life itself - a process so superficially simple, yet drawn up as part of a complex network of intricate processes so well concealed and its influence so infinitely subtle it can break even the most adamant of concentrations and the most iron of will. Behold! I must answer to the call! Resistance is futile and unhealthy! I must... go now... now... because Nature calls!!!! WARRRRRGGGHHHH *zips to the toilet*
.........
Audience/Reader response simulation:
tabe!!!! -_______-""" u go n die lar!!!!
Audience/Reader put-off level expectancy:
Sorry. Meter spoiled. Cannot measure.
This is some pretty serious shit! Today, as in Saturday, Feb 8, I was with Iris browsing over some stuffs at the MAD FACTORY shop on 5th floor Heeren. We were talking about the items as we browsed and probably our PRIVATE conversation was overheard.
The shop keeper, some pretty bald and plump guy, called Iris over and told her, "I duno who u are but I see that u have been coming here a very long time already. I notice that everytime u are here, u see the stuff but u never buy. I do not welcome this kind of people in my shop so can u next time pls don come into my shop anymore? And the one next door over there also, just don't come anymore OK?"
Iris and I were too stunned by the suddenness to even react appropriately. She could only muster an "OK" before we left, totally shocked at such behaviour.
People have rights to come into a shop and browse at the items and don't purchase anything in the end. So how could Iris be in any wrong then?
Moreover, Iris DID purchased items there before. She even had her ears pierced there and it was a badly done job. If we were ready enough, Iris would have pointed at the pendant she was wearing and retort, "Hello! I bought this pendant from your shop before leh? U cannot recognise ur own goods is it?"
Akane happened to meet us just at the same time the incident took place. She stayed on as I and Iris left the scene. Akane said the fucker continued to complain that he had noticed Iris for TWO years and had been trying to tolerate her (wat a fuckin arsehole) since then.
All in all, the semi bald dickhead (i was too freakin stunned to even pay attention to his screw-shit appearance) was in the wrong. He had conducted himself in the most unprofessional manner. Even if some loved one of his passed away recently, sorry, that's not the right way to behave.
Stupid fool, go n die suan le. Wait sekali anyhow take one of his inferior quality cross he selling there and cha on his fen mu. Pooi!
Famous quote of the day:
"har!! saturday is kiddie day! no skool of any sort! no work of any kind! no assignment of any academia! nothing can touch my precious saturday!!! harrrrr!!!"
- tabe
... and ... as declared by the great holy tori ... all forms of work shall be deemed illegal on Saturdays!
Hail Saturday!!!! HARRRR!!!!
today's words of wisdom:
"i wanna be a fat rabbit when i grow up."
One crusade after another, I tire from lack of rest! But it is in my blood that i must answer the call for help! Where there is evil threaning the life of my dear innocents kids, where danger lurks unchecked and peril roams the land, I shall be there! Lord tele! Saviour of kiddie kind! Grand Inquisitor of Injustice! Behold my ravenous appetite to right wrongs and to undo the shouldn't-be-done! Har!!! Tread on my wrong foot and I shall see to it that you will be relentlessly pursued and mercilessly corrected! I, Lord tele, shall rise to the ranks of the legendary heroic Ancient Grand Master tabe in my crusade to champion for the rights of all innocent kids of the lovable tele-kingdom! I will........!@@###~~ and...... there shall..... ........... ........... ...........~!@____@@@__!~~
*BUUIIISHHH!!!!*
SHUT UP U IDIOT!!!!
( *x" )~?
(') " (')
(,)__(,)
What manner of foolery is this? My body is wracked with weariness and threatens to yield to my cosy bed, yet my mind refuses to conform in the same manner. Active with a myriad of swirling thoughts but encased in a physical form that screams for its much needed rest, I try to battle the absurdity of such a paradox characterised by weariness and activity in an attempt to make sense of such a contradictory situation.
What game is at hand? How do I play it? What are the rules that govern it? How am I to win? I need tactics!!! I require means to tap into this vast mental resource that avails itself only when I am close to slumber! How else would other geniuses have operated, I ponder as sleep threatens to engulf me... Do they concoct the brightest of ideas when they are about to fall asleep? Or am I merely dreaming while still awake? As faint ideas become ever apparent and as words begin to reaarange themselves into sensible statements from once meaningless jumbles, my eyes shut slowly and silently, only to reopen again when i realise their temptedness to laze...
And so, I ask again... What trickery is this? Or am I merely dreaming that I possess such a self-conflicting gift? What .....
ARRHHH Shut up lah tabe!
And go to sleep!
Wanna sleep still wanna anyhow tok kok ni now hia u!
happie boot day to u
harpy booth they too yew
hippie bird thee though peenk koo
hobby but die two eewwwww
""\ /""
(^-^) yippee yippee yaay yaay!
X|_|V
""b d""
Happy Birthday Pinku!
A king's burden is seldom noticed amidst all the splendour and royalty. Charged with numerous tasks that need be completed within imminent datelines, I, Lord tele, protest silently to no avail as these stressful matters take their toll upon my very being. Yet, hot blood courses through my very veins as realization dawn upon me that should i fail to deliver, the very foundation of my tele-kingdom is at risk of falling apart.
To make matters worse, the whimsical Sir Emer has made demands that I spend a fair amount of my quality time with him and the rest of the members of the Utopian Council of Death to practise our secret technique of spreading jam over bread! Understandably, there is a need to constantly hone our jamming skills to produce excellent quality bread befitting our royal status. But, even a wise and capable ruler like Lord tele needs time to himself.
This cannot be! I must escape from these bedevilled burdens! I must have some time to myself! HAR!!! I must go into hiding! HAAHAHHAAHAHAAAAAA!!! And noone shall find me for a time.
Yet, I ponder, what, then, is a RULER who must resort to such MEASURES?
With my head bowed down, my return to reality is of utmost reluctance... but it is also fired by a deeply intrinsic detemination so strong that it can only exist in my royal tele-blood! Behold! Impudent weaklings! Scums of every sort! All who dare stand in the way of an innocent peace-loving Lord tele trying to find a fair bit of free time to enjoy the cuteness of his own existence! =|! Behold my tele wrath!!! I shall wipe out all such resistance sooner than would a fat rabbit complete a 5000 mile marathon! HAAARRGGHHH!!!! Expect no mercy from I, Lord tele!!!! MUAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA~~~!!!!
The little kiddie kei, tiny tot of mischief, had summoned me for an audience purely for the sake of her own amusement. Such outrage! Had I, lord tele, his eminence royal, discovered such impudence sooner, I would have had my royal tele guards march this little kiddie kei off to give my royal cesspit the finest scrubbing in a year! Yet, with a heart burdened with conscience, I had allowed her to leave though not without a fair warning that, in future times, seeking an audience with lord tele must be done only over the strictest of matters. After all, what is a king if he is to entertain the whims of a little kiddie kei when he should be spending it wisely ruling over his own kingdom? As such, after penning my thoughts upon this page, I, Lord tele, shall consign myself once more to what I always do best - to rule my own kingdom with wisdom and to exude the natural charisma of my leadership for all to follow... May they one day too, if their will be wrought of iron, achieve the very same capability, if not more, that i wield today. Long live Lord tele and hail ... to myself! HARRRRR!!
The exalted excellency his royal eminence the lord tabe: "It is proclaimed that this day be a day of great celebration. Hence, all within my tele-kingdom shall be free of the day's work. In place of labour, there shall be a grand feast! A feast to last into the the next dawn, whereupon the first rays of the sun shall shower the land with its benign radiance and remind all those who have enjoyed themselves a little over the night before that it is time to return to reality, pry their lazy buttocks out of the ground and get back to work."
