Pyramid Song

i jumped in the river and what did I see?
black-eyed angels swimming with me
a moon full of stars and astral cars
all the figures i used to see
all my lovers were there with me
all my past and futures
and we all went to heaven in a little row boat

there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt

i jumped in the river
black-eyed angels swimming with me
a moon full of stars and astral cars
all the figures i used to see
all my lovers were there with me
all my past and futures
and we all went to heaven in a little row boat

there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt

,

i laugh. at alot of things these days. not a humoured laugh. but something more cynical. life's a bitch. but its even less of a bitch if you face it alone.

t shirt

i so badly want a particular radiohead t shirt. except that you cant really buy it in singapore. or maybe i just never look hard enough. imagine the people who would try and look whats all that stuff on my shirt. not to mention, its damn nice! i think all the other W.A.S.T.E shirts are damn nice. only thing is that they are so expensive. wish i can find a shop in singapore that sells them.
managed to find a picture of it on ebay.

there. here it is. hahaha. that grim reaper like thingy sure looks like this thing.

haha. didnt know radiohead so onzxzx about saving the environment. haha. and i really really want that shirt. hmm.

prose

i like to write things in a story-like way. i dont know why. i've been in the middle of writing a very long and important email which will probably take a couple of days of careful thought. the resulting product doesnt really look like an explanatory email but more of prose. haha. i cant imagine the reaction of the recipient. actually. i'd rather not. that alone would give me the shivers.

took a gender test today with plan during civics where mr wong was too sick too do anything. it seems that my brain is wired to be overlapping with both male and female characteristics. lol. i got a score of 180. hmm. why was i sitting with plan? the recluse mountains got invaded. thats why. only jheeva kept his abode intact. so me and the cardinal had to descend into central district.

yesterday kaswin and i were discussing the my fate in an all out verbal war with certain peoples. i can safely say, i wont get destroyed. got too much front armour already. only got rear armour weakness and a small chink in the front armour. i can take on the world! only that its a waste of time. why bother anyway?

no reason.

i think i am entitled to the privilege of scrutinizing other people's actions and reporting them to others, unless i was specifically instructed by someone not do so. even still, i can be an ass and still do it. haha. but hardly. unless i got big time grudge. even less likely to affect my decision since it is unlikely that i actually keep a record of people i have grudges against. so what are the odds? very small. but any rational/mathematical/highly anal person would still say that it could happen, although almost never.

anyway, continuing the radiohead-ish feeling that has been plaguing me, i think How To Disappear Completely is a damn reclii song. its a very nice song too. haha.

How to Disappear Completely
That there
That's not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here

In a little while
I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah it's gone
And I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here

Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here

as much as i want to maybe i shall not make it the gospel of the reclii considering the cardinal isnt exactly very enthusiastic about radiohead. haha. unless he agrees though. it is always essential to maintain a state of content. now that the archbishop and cardinal are like trying to murder each other or something, this becomes even more essential. rofl. imagine what would happen if i promote the archbishop to a cardinal. all hell will almost(in a damn vivek voice) break loose. rofl.

lol. i have a phone that can use hotmail and msn. so if you see me constantly typing something on my phone tomorrow at singapore poly, dont ask. because i wont tell. :p

i want my eyes! damn reincarnation of flowers in the window! where are you sherlock, when i most need you? how about introducing me to your romanian friend? that way, i wouldn't have to bother you. haha. i really want to go singapore poly tomorrow and listen to my eyes while waiting. plx. haha. i'm going to add in the as of yet unofficial album art. hehex. check it out.


the boy is damn cute! haha. seriously. and the yellow background with those brown trimming thingys. damn nice. cant wait for may! i'll make sure i get a copy as soon as possible.

chem h3 test almost(in a damn vivek voice) rocked. considering i got a double digit(i think), and yet failed. i'd say, things went well if you take into account total time spent studying for it (factoring in the number of h3 lectures i've paid attention in).

i hope a can conquer sp tmr. at least with the help of sir f_k or whatever (we pwned your team in soccer today. haha.)i hope. lol. ;)

oh and btw, sorry vivek. no offence. hehex.

climbing up the walls.

i've been in a very radiohead-ish mood the past few days. having realised that i am a very pux fan, i decided to make a bargain with the devil to give me some two hundred odd songs, covers, live performances i think. it seems alot but being the devil who ns, he might be bluffing. hopefully, i hadnt unintentionally bartered my soul to society in the process though. but shit. Myxomatosis is damn godlike when you hear it really loud.

But now
I don't know why
I feel so tongue-tied

but i think has been unanimous that Climbing Up The Walls is a damn essential song to the education and induction of the reclii. it speaks of the evils of society. or it could just be a disturbing song about someone stalking somebody or something, which is also frowned upon. (despite the fact that the archbishop is guilty i think. hehex.) well. you decide. (though i never take into account thom yorke's own meaning for the song which seems rather strange as well.

Climbing Up The Walls


I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection

It's always best when the light is off
I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry out or hit the alarm
You know we're friends till we die

And either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls

It's always best when the light is off
It's always better on the outside
Fifteen blows to the back of your head
Fifteen blows to your mind

So lock the kids up safe tonight
Put the eyes in the cupboard
I've got the smell of a local man
Who's got the loneliest feeling

That either way he turns
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there

Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls

OK Computer is like an almost(in a ns voice) perfect album if not for one song. but that song, its not that i hate it, i just dont like it as much. but omg. radiohead 7th album coming this year! but somewhere in august. so well. still a long wait left. hope it will be perfect arh.

X: Such a piece of shit.
Z: hah. no lah.
X: What a..
Z: NO! dont complete the sentence!
X: ..piece of..
Z: piece of happiness!
X: what the hell..

i'm damn tired of waiting already. it appears that i must take drastic action (actually, not really drastic but more like the easy way out). spy camera siol! lmao. haha. anyway, i am accumulating alot of photos to post soon, maybe after h3 test. (including the class map!!!! woo)

perspective

i think attempting to look at things from a girl's perspective is highly entertaining. for my sake, please dont speculate on what i just said. i'm in the middle of something very amusing and explaining it would be erm, how would i say, very hard. yea.
anyway, well done peeps (including myself, even though i barely played, hehex) on becoming 4th out of 22 and the top jc! wooo. monday there shall be a feast! only for people who were there for the whole thing! *hint hint.

the long wait.

i wait. even though its been just a day, its almost been forever. when will the wait end?

cap

A1: lawl
A2: ?" imsure u lol me
A1: i just like finish posing fifty mans
A2: LOL. zai
A1: army mans vs lego ppl. the poor lego guys. got no guns only random pistols and rifles
A2: anti tank division. lool take picture! haha
A1: but i got make some tanks and stuff for them last time when i make lego civil war
A2: haha them still got chance lol. and imsure civil war. u zai.
A1: now they reunite to fight the green invaders from china
A2: imsure chinaa
A1: made in china whatt. haha.
A2: okayyyyyy
A1: will probably have a lot of collateral damage cos got civilians.

another incident

A3: i think her hair is damn unique
A4: yarh. quite true.
A3: it looks like those forager hats
A4: what?
A3: you know, those things you see in RPGs.
A4: wait, lemme think of something i know to describe it.
A3: okae.
A4: oh yea, you know those hunter caps with the flaps covering each ear?
A3: yeah exactly!
A4: haha.
A3: then when you go and pull it abit maybe it might get detached from the head.
A4: be my guest.

roflmao.

calexus

its been barely two months since i sat down to write that thingy. but i think its had a pretty big impact. sub-consciously, i think i've been making resolutions besides the "four goals in life for this year". it took me quite a while to steel myself but now i think i got enough front armour to take almost anything. which is why i have resolved to barge in head on the next time and find out what went wrong last year. sure, confirm there will be people who strongly detest this course of action. but i cannot let my life be dictated unseen by people. i must have a say in it. and at least, no matter whatever i end up finding out, i'll at least be contented with the fact that i heard it with my own ears rather than from others' mouths.

hitherto, i will be a significantly happier person by the end of the cny holidays. that will give me sufficient time to master vectors, finish up my second project which is now very woefully late as well as do whatever it is that i planned to do.

but yesterday's escapade was one that i wont really forget anytime soon even though it was very uneventful. of course, it wouldnt have been possible without the good old stall 2's ice lemon tea. i just wish someone had seen the final few moments before the crucial moment. haha. i think back and i laugh. but that was the catalyst. of course, jheeva did get a very well illustrated map on his math notes as i outlined (at his request) the entire series of events. i wish he'd scan it and send me.

and i wish ongnardo would send me those two photos. i'm in the mood for posting photos and i cannot continue without those two! they're crucial. haha.

resignation

i resign to the fact that i will not be able to finish my latest project by tomorrow. oh cruel world.
but at least the crusades around rjc have inspired me to another even wierder project.

one dimensional

all one dimensional retards should just stay away from me. if they wish to say anything they should tell me straight in the face before getting out of my life. i cannot risk the social demons from attacking me.

soccer

on friday i was hit during pe. i was running for the ball when suddenly the guy in front of me raised his knee. impact!
i swung around, carried by my momentum, for a few moments my vision became slightly blurred. i tried to stay up but i staggered and fell backwards painfully onto the floor.
i stood up. and then i felt pain. sheer unadulterated pain. for those few seconds all i can do was just stand there and howl.
it still hurts now but only when something comes into contact with the collision area.

fs = pope

wahh. i think today was positively crazy shit. i dont think i've ever had an adventure like this since i came to rjc. dont worry. i've added a post mortem picture we drew out to figure out what the hell we did. if feel lost, dont worry, we all did. it all started out when after me and sherlock decided to camp out at the library straight after wty lesson. this however turned out to be a very very beneficial decision since we were able to download Travis' newest song Closer from some random website! talk about luck. i now have it in my ipod. anyway, thats not really the main thing (even though its a big thing!! closer = <3).
so down we came to the canteen. hey! its khabil! looks like he decided to visit us for a game of soccer. great. soccer was at 5pm and we had about an hour before h3 chem. so we decided to go "find T-" ahem, I mean hunting for khabil's sake. so it was me, the bishop, the devil, the devil wannabe (since he strangely said that he wished he had the devil's hair. ugh), khabil and sherlock (who had to convinced that the pope would grant him sufficient protection against you know who but I don’t really think everyone would no who. Lets keep in mind that he did not want to see the target we were hunting and the "you know who" person we identified to be in the target's close proximity). we went to the stadium steps. we checked the area and all and identified the location of the target. me and sherlock lagged behind. it was then that sherlock spotted the target! he bolted for the toilet without warning me. i looked to see what was wrong. zomg! "you know who" person was there behind the target too! in that split second the target spotted me and without thinking, i dashed after sherlock into the big toilet. there we rallied the troops. oh no! the devil wannabe and the bishop disappeared! have they been abducted by the target? thankfully, only the social animal vanished. the bishop rejoined us in the toilet where there was a very scared sherlock and a rather amused khabil. the bishop reported that the target and the "you know who" person had left the block but the devil had just spotted both individuals inside the gym. we needed an escape plan. we gathered at the back door of the big toilet with me standing at the half open toilet door. then, I experienced unexplainable and yet, mind numbing shock. I bolted into the toilet, out near the gym door and ran one whole round around the block and came back the same place. Well, it may not sound amusing in words, but trust me, the moment was hilarious. I was laughing/hollering as I ran. We quickly ran up the stairs and past the stadium steps and came in front of the MPH. but then, me and the devil heard the voices of the target's friends. we then engaged in some covert op spying (yielding no results because it was either impossible, or we were imagining, or they had just left the place). meanwhile, khabil sherlock and the bishop dashed across the second floor walkway hiding in the cover of the railings all the way to the dance studio. me and the devil gave up our spying and followed shortly. oh no again! it was a dead end! if the targets came now, we would be trapped! we quickly strategized hiding places behind a dustbin for all five of us (the devil wannabe was still unaccounted for). i pointed out the notion of jumping down to the lower levels and escape through there. this was vehemently rejected even though I said there was a sit up mat to cushion our fall of over two stories. rofl. we had to move fast lest the targets were closing in on us. we dashed in cover all the way to lecture theatre six (I think) where we hid. there, we conducted our debrief and post mortem. the picture below shows the diagram we drew. lmao.

the arrow shows the path we took. i leave you to identify the location. but you can see my hysterical run around the gym if you look carefully. the text "fs = pope" is a comment on my craziness.

the irony of it all was that after we escaped from the gym and did all that shit, the targets went to the canteen long before we finally came to our senses. oh, you could consider that thing to be an irony as well. so khabil was moderately happy i think.

and that was the story of our adventure. really. i still cant stop laughing when i think about the whole chain of events. however, today i recieved a hard slap in the dace (metaphorically). i came so close to a horror of long ago in the library. so close, we had to squeeze past each other through the library entrance. not only that, we met each other (ala, our eyes met) at least two other times today. it made me think. damn. that ruined a perfectly good day.

with or without you.

thanks for the almost perfect performance guys. "The Irony Of It All" rocks. hope you guys get into the finals. sherlock is really an awesome stage performer. he got the groove. yea. insert.
today the secret church of the recluse faith was invaded by social animals and utterly desecrated. anyway, as veteran of the operation third floor, i must say that if we are to do it again, we should not go up to the 4th level before going down to the 3rd because that involves excess walking up and down stairs.

so today, my arrows were de-pointified. hopefully ken can cut them by monday and i can put the points back and get to shooting with a clicker! but me and kaptain left training earlier on the grounds that we had maths test tomorrow and we both needed to study (which we really do). i managed to exercise some of my sneaky skills. on the way home on bus 853 i listened to the entire "good feeling" album after i kept humming the tune for falling down during training.

its a very nice song. i like the piano.

Falling Down
by Travis

You think
I don't know
I swear
That I do
This time
On my hands
I've had all this time
And I got a kick out of you
Now I'm falling down
And I'm felling sick how 'bout you
Oh I'm falling
But you seem
Out of sorts
But I know
We'll be fine
These chances
We take
Time wastes
So much time
But I can't stand anymore
Without falling down
And I'm getting used to the floor
Forever falling
And I got a kick out of you
Now I'm falling down
And I'm feeling sick how 'bout you
Oh I'm falling
Yeah I'm falling

i think i ought to post those scans i scribbled during class. it can save me some time.

eggs and stuff

i'm quite intrigued by the concept of tarot. particularly after reading more about the emperor's tarot in the inquisition wars book. i like looking at the artwork of various types of tarot decks.

besides. i have eight days. a race against time. i need to finish my project. as such, most of the time, i am in deep thought. constantly imagining possibilities, situations, themes, ideas, anything that might aid me. as if to aid my imagination, today after school i spied disembodied mirrors floating and transversing near the canteen. jheeva told me to fly towards one. presumably, he was indicating at the unseen pilot of the mirror. of course i did not actually fly there but i imagined myself doing it and it had a chillingly satisfying result. rofl. what am i talking?

omg! travis fifth album has been announced as well as its release date. 7th May! barely three months away. *drools. heard two songs from it. very nice. wikipedia says that KT Tunstall is doing some vocals for a song. i think her voice is damn chio. she also looks chio. at least from what i see on the album art from Eye To The Telescope. looks like she got another album this year.

why am i being egged on? why am i hearing encouragements as though i am expected to do something? is it because you wish to see me fall again and feel some more pain? or is a genuine hint and that there is something waiting for me at the end of the road? a shining path or a dismal one?

oh yes. vote for the band "The Irony Of It All" at tomorrows talentime elimination. they're good but they might not get enough votes. please please support them hee.

topsy-turvy

i think some things in my life are going abit uncontrollable. others are really fantastic. some are too unchanging to be commented upon. while the rest are screwed up. i am almost beginning to hate the new company.