hello ^^ my name is Neil Brian. Brian like his Games, Everyone likeable, someone...maybe?
and his Computer, Mozzila Firefox and Microsoft, though at the moment Mozzila Firefox is kinda popular and Microsoft still doubts that Firefox is THAT good.
Brian is absolute fan of Any Techno/Dance/Electronica/Rock/Alternative/Oldies Artiste/Band
You may not like them, but now you may do, so good for you yeah.
Brian currently studies in Ahmad Ibrahim and is sec 2.
Brian won't tell you any more about his life, too bad for you.
I like it here I like it there but not deep in my heart.
SOOO BAD heehee.
4Teen
RANDOM FACTS
well, i am 14 years old, i just said so.
ONEballoons are friends
TWOthey are very VERY colorful friends
THREEthey should never be held
FOURthey should only be let up to fly in the air FIVEwhistling is like blowing a balloon of sound
SIXa sound that needs no instrument
SEVENother than you mouth EIGHTschool shooting isn't influenced by video games
NINEonly by depression and hate TENi like the letter L ELEVENinsults are knives of words
TWELVEbut should never be stabbed through the heart THIRTEENdon't you even know? i let you.
FOURTEENi love the sound of you walking away...
MUST DO MUST DO
YA!!! MUST DO.
I MUST, I MUST DO: Think about Life,
THE frickin hmwk,
Think about this, think a about that,
and PLAY!!! (YAY).
T A G B O A R D
leave a tag...but don't leave
6:39 AM - Saturday, August 29, 2009
watched Where Got Ghost with my pals today at causeway cathay.
crap lol, we took quite too close to the screen.
but lol too at the movie.
scary but funny!
got myself into some of the Mr Men Little Miss craze.
zzz.
1 Mr. Small
2 Little Miss Sunshines
1 Mr Nosey.
haha, mr small, what irony.
~
kinda weird
reflected on my past actions for the term.
a philosphers rule;
Always simplify and summarise.
Never make something simple into some complex drama tale.
the two topics i've been pondering about is.
about love and
about guilt and the word 'sorry'
i broke that rule. but hopefully not anymore.
sigh...
4:41 AM - Friday, August 28, 2009
took a long way back home.
i'm really dull and bored.
seeing the world fail in my eyes.
i'm Dissapoint, i am the emotion.
i get dangerous when i'm dull.
when not even a human life
is an act of success,
not even worth existence seeing.
sigh,
cheer up boy,
there's a streaming exam ahead for you...
3:57 AM - Thursday, August 27, 2009
hm, studies... that's on my mind for now...
3:28 AM - Tuesday, August 25, 2009
"never hold on too long. or
you'll find yourself troubled with a mind filled with memory than it is with hope."
5:35 AM - Sunday, August 23, 2009
http://www.waytotruelove.blogspot.com/
very true principles of love. surprising because i've found out i broke some of them... :(
2:39 AM
blogger is as bugged as i am sick. throat infection, mc down 1 week.
but i'm feeling kinda better now. taking my chances on tues if i feel fine. if not, oh well.
8:20 PM - Friday, August 21, 2009
lol, i found this.
4:55 AM
the last day of the week is one of the best days.
this last day of this week is one of the better days.
:P
oh c'mon.
other than some hiccups in math.
THREE FREE PERIODS!
omg, no homec.
for reg 1-20 , that is.
and the guys did some "man to man" discusion for the first period.
only when the 2nd period struck then we had to do our science worksheets.
ok.
so, today was cca.
did some presentation
on How to Sing The National Anthem
together with weeseng, quanen, and piexian.
then pt.
o.o
we ran and ran.
so fun!
clap clap! jia yous.
god, sec2s brought boots for nothing.
oh well.
then blah blah.
hey! i finally saved $6 this week.
i'm gonna treat myself mac this sun. :P
so anyway.
consider yourself lucky.
i've been told that you have to do the remaining sums we did for chap 16.
the fews sums we did and handed in are blue file work.
the remaining sums for homework is Pink file.
due on tue
~
There's utterly no point being left behind sad.
There's every reason to go on and forth happy :D
3:27 AM - Wednesday, August 19, 2009
school was eventful,
much,
or so i think
much tearful, not me.
just much tearful...
~
after school,
go charades.
oh wtf, i'm stuck with that sumit.
only 2 of us in the team and we...
left off!
woohoo.
though i must say,
sumit doesn't really know what the class interests are in hand.
and just because some members don't wanna go competition
doesn't mean they are doing something horribly bad or anything...
i just told the teacher 'they couldn't make it'
he wanted to say the complete truth.
ugh.
c'mon lah, i also feel lazy.
i could have already skpped.
what's the problem.
if we or they don't wanna go,
it's our choice.
oh well.
it's just a competition i guess.
well, gone back home.
plenty of hmwk to do.
i guess..
~
i forgive you, we all need to be happy. please, and Thank you.
2:53 AM - Monday, August 17, 2009
and all it took was to look into my heart once more.
and then i truly realised,
that the simplest of friendship was all that i needed to be content...
2:32 AM - Sunday, August 16, 2009
today.
church was usual.
lunch was usual, grilled dory fish.
library was usual.
saw chong soon.
and i was bored, and so was he.
and i borrowed book, and so did he.
bleh.
ok, then i walked around northpoint.
listen to techno...
then saw lynelle and her friend.
then walk walk somemore.
then want go home to the bus stop.
but it was very very hot outside northpoint.
so i decided to go interchange,
then take 811,
bused home.
well before home,
bought some decent green apple milk tea.
then, that's all i guess.
11:38 PM - Saturday, August 15, 2009
~excerpts~
3:24 AM - Tuesday, June 23, 2009
you asked me to forget. i've completely forgotten my care for you.
2:01 AM - Saturday, June 6, 2009
"And here I am fighting, fighting Yes I'm fighting not to cry and that's another reason why I ought to hate you like I do"
~Franz Ferdinand - You're the Reason I'm Leaving
4:43 AM
i coined a term
"Emotional Sucide"
during chinese class last thursday.
because i was wondering,
if emotional pain was worse than physical pain,
and if suicide was worse than pain.
then emotional suicide
is worse than
than phyical suicide.
it's when all your emotions jump off some sort of cliff.
it's very very horrible i guess.
~
random, much.
i was just wondering...
8:19 PM - Friday, August 14, 2009
Sorry
i really think i lost.
i mean, lost for real.
but i guess,
other people are winners too.
and i'm glad for them.
they're right.
i've made too many mistakes,
and i've got to learn.
i'll never understand some things in life.
but that's ok. because
the point of life is to learn.
i really should shuttup like i know it all.
because i don't, and that's reality.
Thanks to all the people who taught me along my life.
Sorry to all the people who i never really helped them enjoy life.
and i'm truly sorry and thankful.
~
i feel so guilty, and i plead i am.
7:00 AM
I'm in Indifference so Innocuous
and if i'm ever gonna lose;
if i'm never triumphant.
i don't care that people may have won.
because they haven't made me feel lost yet.
no one ever will.
showing nothing in response is so great.
it's so harmless.
7:21 AM - Thursday, August 13, 2009
none of the world fking gets it huh?
that i hate the word sorry.
sorry is meaningless.
meaningless!
null; void; stupid.
it's an overused word.
i don't want to hear anyone's crap trying to say,
it's already enough.
'sometimes it's the only word you'll need'
'sorry means sorry'
blah blah blah....
bleh ><
sorry doesn't mean sorry if you're gonna hurt again.
and i am.
i feel like i want to.
i don't care whether people think my meaning of sorry if fked up.
ಠ_ಠ
shuttup.
hold on,
all of you are idiots right?
right right?
oh god, no one understands...
noooo ooone.
2:11 AM
i don't care.
i don't give a damn.
i'm not going to say anything that helps.
i never say anything that helps.
i want to laugh.
i want to snarl and hiss in rage.
oh, i wish i could kill right now.
i wish i could just jump of a cliff.
i'll walk down the field and sleep by the oak tree.
i'll drift down the river.
i'll be happy!
haha!
oh well..
i'm starting to laugh now.
this is a joke.
3:40 AM - Tuesday, August 11, 2009
UPDATE: + FRENCH SONG, wooh.
yes, ok.
google chrome did a decent work of putting the toolbar up.
ok, so.
days has passed.
fighting over orginisers.
i mean, i'm not pissed that people are reading my organisers.
i'm utterly pissed because they have to steal just to get it?
wtf?
why?
where the hell did all the "excuse me, lend me your organiser" go off to?
anyway,
oh the irony.
chip's so understanding,
yet so sneaky and unexpected.
bleh ><
ever since the organiser incident.
i don't think it'll ever be a diary, lol.
just as long as i write stories.
ok.
~
gotto revise, wth, tests...
ooh, french song from Ratatouille.
3:38 AM
wait hold on... where's my toolbars...
5:45 AM - Sunday, August 9, 2009
i'm not sick, that's quite surprising...
ok, school ndp was ok. parade was...um, rehearsal-standard. or maybe rehearsal was already parade-standard! xD
talentime was ok. singing was mediocre. but but! that weida yoyo guy did it!
wooh. either he starts a new trend of yoyos. or he'll have more gay fans screaming "i love you weida!" "marry me!"
lol.
ok
tv's ndp was. also. uninteresting? wow. to me that is...
i nid to do hmwk.
anyway.
i like my friends. we should be drinking buddies. go to pub then talk and talk.
it's funny how we can change topics so easily. like for example. i start talking about french girls and then we're talking about pokemon.
O.o xD
ok. must do chinese formal letter writing. now what horror is that? new format??? oh god...
~
changed my blog songs. hear it, and let it blast into your ears!
6:38 AM - Thursday, August 6, 2009
i should either be a philosopher or a physiologist.
provided i never get to be a game designer.
so, here's an excerpt from my organiser.
chong soon, that friend of mine, understood part of everything.
bleh ><
it would be polite if anyone would credit me.
~
"Reminiscence; nostalgia, is all so soothing. Yet so disgusting somehow. It's like coming out from water and you're all wet, but you want to come back to the cool of the water. However, I know I should never overdo it. Like you could down in the water anytime and die.
I guess this is an exception. I'm dry now...
~~~
Here's a story:
There's this boy who jumped off a cliff, away from what he wanted to be away from.
Somehow, something in him made him grab on and hold back.
Something? Perhaps a slight force of attachment... nevertheless.
And so, there was the poor boy, holding on to cliff side. Holding on, knowing that his hands are aching; that his fingers are pain and trembling.
However, the boy wasn't much of a poor soul.
He wouldn't die falling, he had life down on the green fields below him.
He held on not because he was going to die falling.
He held on because he still wanted to see,
he wanted to see what he had originally left.
But he was hanging on a cliff side.
The boy had to pull himself up with his aching hands and fingers.
And then he pulled himself up in agony.
Pulling together all the strength he had elft.
And when he inched a peek,
There was nothing; bare; desert.
Everything left when he jumped;
He left everything behind and
Everything was not worth his anymore.
He was shocked; dumbfounded; aghast.
and he used up all his strength and fell.
Confused; pained; sad.
He fell to the fields.
Picked himself up again.
He looked back up at the cliff wall.
But
He didn't care anymore.
He did not give a damn
He walked off to the river which had an oak tree at the bend..."
5:01 AM
pretty much a good day. organiser crap. the story on the boy. Chong soon reliability sbq. lols.
well, tmrw's NDP :D 2nd parade this year. too bad for the 3rd, GOH's cancelled :(
must polish my boots...
and must burn the music to disc!
6:32 AM - Wednesday, August 5, 2009
here's a touching story about a boy who jumped off a cliff. and you're not reading it yet. :D
6:29 AM - Monday, August 3, 2009
one day, blogger was all so fine. today, blogger screwed up all over again. and tomorrow blogger who know's what would happen. ~
the whole post is about? Time. i've been fascinated by it starting of this month. not really, quite pissed off.
anyway, here's my point of view ~
Tom looked up at the sky seeing the sun rise and set, he was bored and called it Day. Then the moon rose and set, he was still bored and called it Night.
For some stupid reason, Tom said a period of Day and Night together, would be called Day. Only God knows why he thought of that, Why call it Day, instead of Night? Or think of a completely new name instead.
All I know, that was just the start of stupid things. More stupid things happened, and Tom broke 3 fingers.
And Tom looked up at the sky for a couple more Days and Nights. He counted with 7 fingers. And decided to call 7 sets of Days, or Days and Nights, a Week. And a couple 4 Weeks or so, a Month. And 12 Months, a Year.
Dear Tom had wasted a year doing all that. Poor Tom.
But no matter how poor Tom was, he was still bored.
And Tom wondered.
"The sun just left, what do I call it?" "The moon left too, what do I call?" He called it Past.
"I want to see the sun and moon again." He called it Future.
And he was bored. And what he had now was a decent gift. He called it Present.
And Tom wanted to return to the Past. But he didn't know how.
He thought he knew in the Future. And wanted to travel there.
And he took the normal way to the Future. Simply by living at the pace of Time itself.
And in the Future he died.
And did he return to the Past? Maybe, he's History.
