I miss the days where I was driven to and from school, when school consisted of learning the alphabet and counting 1, 2, 3. I miss not having to know what algebra and complex numbers and n-t co ordinates are. I miss the simplicity.
We were allowed to be naïve, we were expected to be innocent. It was just another part of being a child – to just accept, without really questioning.
Being naïve, being innocent, being accepting usuallydidn’t get us into trouble.
As the years went by, learning the alphabet turned into in class essays, 1-2-3 into complex numbers and dimensionless groups. Being naïve and being innocent? It wasn’t such a good thing anymore.
It was acceptable as a child. There were teachers to tell you that picking your nose in public wasn’t such a good idea. Our parents (almost) always kept a wary eye on us, keeping us safe from sharp pointy objects and reminding us about stranger danger.
But what about now? No longer do we have teachers to make sure our homework gets done or telling us that sharing is caring. No longer do our parents watch out for us day in and day out. We lost that dependence in place of responsibility.
We were given responsibility over ourselves. Over what we wanted to learn, when we wanted to sleep, what we wanted to eat – over our actions, and more importantly, the consequences of those actions.
These days, being naïve seems to just get us into trouble. We forget that there are those out there who just want to screw us over. To take advantage of your trust.
Hell, this freakin blog is called Coconuts & Melons. “Coconut” and “Melon” may as well be perverted paedophiles in Singapore living in an underground lair with fake identities, beer bellies and a handlebar moustache. O__O
Point being – you can’t trust and believe everything you see and hear. Things can be faked, plagiarised. Identities can be stolen. People aren’t always what they seem.
coconut.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Where Does the Good Go?
Control. To have the power to direct or determine. The regulation or maintenance of a function. To restrain.
We all want some sense of control. There’s no use denying it. It might be over something as trivial as the weather, or the release date of the next Pokemon game to wanting control over your life, or control over others.
Having control gives us a sense of power, a sense of authority. It makes us feel important.
However, like most things – nothing good can be expected when too much control, too much power, too much authority is given to those who don’t deserve it.
There are bad people in this world. People who are selfish, that lie, and deceive and cheat and don’t give a damn about anyone else. They take advantage of the weak, those that are too trusting and too naïve to think any different.
They’ll tell riddles filled with lies and compose intricate webs of deceit – only to stand back and watch others fall when it all unravels. When they’re finally exposed for what they are. Then they leave, without an ounce of guilt. They simply walk away with another notch on their belt.
Their victims are left empty, used, spinning and confused. The irreversible damage already done.
As a bystander, what can you do? How would you tell someone they’re being cheated? You can’t change people. You can’t change the way they were brought up or the way they think. They’re going to live their life the way they think they should. You can give them advice. Tell them what you wish they would do.
At the end of they day, they are their own person. You don’t have control over how they think and you can’t stop them from believing what they want to believe.
And it sucks.
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defence
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
~ The Fray – How to Save a Life
a posse ad esse non valet consequentia,
coconut.
We all want some sense of control. There’s no use denying it. It might be over something as trivial as the weather, or the release date of the next Pokemon game to wanting control over your life, or control over others.
Having control gives us a sense of power, a sense of authority. It makes us feel important.
However, like most things – nothing good can be expected when too much control, too much power, too much authority is given to those who don’t deserve it.
There are bad people in this world. People who are selfish, that lie, and deceive and cheat and don’t give a damn about anyone else. They take advantage of the weak, those that are too trusting and too naïve to think any different.
They’ll tell riddles filled with lies and compose intricate webs of deceit – only to stand back and watch others fall when it all unravels. When they’re finally exposed for what they are. Then they leave, without an ounce of guilt. They simply walk away with another notch on their belt.
Their victims are left empty, used, spinning and confused. The irreversible damage already done.
As a bystander, what can you do? How would you tell someone they’re being cheated? You can’t change people. You can’t change the way they were brought up or the way they think. They’re going to live their life the way they think they should. You can give them advice. Tell them what you wish they would do.
At the end of they day, they are their own person. You don’t have control over how they think and you can’t stop them from believing what they want to believe.
And it sucks.
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defence
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
~ The Fray – How to Save a Life
a posse ad esse non valet consequentia,
coconut.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
lies
To lie is to give a false statement which is deliberately been presented as true, a lie is to deceive others – or give the wrong impression.
Lying is bad. It gets us into trouble. That’s what we were taught as children, when we still naïve enough to see the world as a good place - when our lives consisted of playgroup, coloured blocks and apple slices.
As we grew up, some of that naivety and innocence left us. No longer could we simply play all day long in the sandpit, without a care in the world. Before we knew it, that carefree childhood was gone forever. We were taken out of our protective bubbles into a world that judged anything and everything. The way we spoke, the way we dressed, the way we acted and the way we thought.
Childhood was simple. Things were either right or wrong. If we broke a vase, peed on the floor, ate toothpaste or lied about breaking the vase, peeing on the floor and eating toothpaste – we were punished accordingly.
What comes after childhood isn’t so simple. Lines became blurred and unclear.
We began to lie.
Lie, in order to evade punishment.
Lie to protect our friends.
Lie to make ourselves feel less guilty.
Lie to get something we didn’t deserve.
Lie to ridicule another.
Lie to avoid being ridiculed.
Lie to escape knowing the truth.
We lie.
Most of the time, we can get away with the occasional small, insignificant white lies.
But sometimes, things go too far. The lies become more than small and insignificant, they snowball into manipulation and cold, hard deceit.
We are often unaware of the other person’s intensions when being lied to. That is, after all, the whole reason behind lying in the first place. If a student lied to the teacher in order to protect the friend that stole the pencil, they are protecting another out of friendship. If a parent lies to their child about the running over/immediate death of the family pet, they are trying to spare that child grief. But when one person lies to another for purely selfish, despicable, thoughtless reasons – one cannot help but be disgusted.
These are the lies that ruin lives.
We lie. It’s a part of being human. We’re imperfect, flawed.
So the next time you lie to someone, at least think about the consequences. Think about how much your lies could hurt that person and everyone around them. Think about how you would feel if someone you trusted manipulated you intentionally. Think about how much you could lose when those lies are eventually uncovered because one way or another, the truth always prevails. Whether we like it or not.
mens regnum bona possidet
coconut.
Lying is bad. It gets us into trouble. That’s what we were taught as children, when we still naïve enough to see the world as a good place - when our lives consisted of playgroup, coloured blocks and apple slices.
As we grew up, some of that naivety and innocence left us. No longer could we simply play all day long in the sandpit, without a care in the world. Before we knew it, that carefree childhood was gone forever. We were taken out of our protective bubbles into a world that judged anything and everything. The way we spoke, the way we dressed, the way we acted and the way we thought.
Childhood was simple. Things were either right or wrong. If we broke a vase, peed on the floor, ate toothpaste or lied about breaking the vase, peeing on the floor and eating toothpaste – we were punished accordingly.
What comes after childhood isn’t so simple. Lines became blurred and unclear.
We began to lie.
Lie, in order to evade punishment.
Lie to protect our friends.
Lie to make ourselves feel less guilty.
Lie to get something we didn’t deserve.
Lie to ridicule another.
Lie to avoid being ridiculed.
Lie to escape knowing the truth.
We lie.
Most of the time, we can get away with the occasional small, insignificant white lies.
But sometimes, things go too far. The lies become more than small and insignificant, they snowball into manipulation and cold, hard deceit.
We are often unaware of the other person’s intensions when being lied to. That is, after all, the whole reason behind lying in the first place. If a student lied to the teacher in order to protect the friend that stole the pencil, they are protecting another out of friendship. If a parent lies to their child about the running over/immediate death of the family pet, they are trying to spare that child grief. But when one person lies to another for purely selfish, despicable, thoughtless reasons – one cannot help but be disgusted.
These are the lies that ruin lives.
We lie. It’s a part of being human. We’re imperfect, flawed.
So the next time you lie to someone, at least think about the consequences. Think about how much your lies could hurt that person and everyone around them. Think about how you would feel if someone you trusted manipulated you intentionally. Think about how much you could lose when those lies are eventually uncovered because one way or another, the truth always prevails. Whether we like it or not.
mens regnum bona possidet
coconut.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Milk
A completely worthless analogy.
Milk comes in a whole range of different flavours. Some flavours are nice, others are gay.
Sometimes it’s too sweet
Sometimes it’s just right
At other times it’s not sweet at all.
Not everyone likes milk.
Some people hate milk.
Hence their existence is milk-less.
Others love milk.
They embrace milk everyday.
They drink from the fountain of milk each and every day.
Milk must be maintained
It must be looked after,
Cared for in an appropriate manner
If milk is left out in the sun, it’ll go off.
If milk is not drunk quickly enough, it’ll go curdle-y
If milk is poured into an inadequate drinking flask,
Milk may slowly escape said drinking flask and be wasted.
Sometimes milk is boring
It’s plain
It tastes the same day after day
This is why milk is often accompanied by Oreo’s
Or timtams
Or icecream
Or all three.
Such additions make milk more interesting
Exciting
Different.
We should all embrace milk.
Even if milk isn’t always as sweet as we’d like it to be,
We have to see the bigger picture,
See the long term benefits rather than the short comings of the present
eg. It has calcium – good for strong bones & teeth =]
It will prevent osteoporosis & other related diseases I cannot be bothered mentioning
Be inventive and find your own, unique way to make milk interesting for you.
Just because the person next to you likes strawberry-honeycomb-chocolate-malteser-mint choc chip icecream-milk. DOES NOT mean you must also like strawberry-honeycomb-chocolate-malteser-mint choc chip icecream-milk.
Find what suits you, and enjoy milk.
Some politically correct terms for you to integrate into your daily milk:
Bald – comb free, follicularly challenged, follically independent
Cannibalism – intra species dining
Clumsy – uniquely coordinated
Cowardly – challenge challenged
Fat – gravitationally challenged, horizontally gifted, person of substance
Garbage man – sanitation engineer
PMS – cyclically challenged
Lazy – motivationally deficient
Stupid – differently brained
Slut – suffering from sexual addiction
Perverted – sexually dysfunctional
Hunter – Bambi butcher
Large nose – nasally gifted
Geeks/nerds – socially challenged
Abortion - near life experience
Alcoholic - anti sobriety activist
Bum - displaced home owner
Dirty Old Man - sexually focused chronologically gifted individual
Drowning - aquatically challenged
Drug addict - chemically challenged
Fail - achieve a deficiency
[http://www.scribd.com/doc/6377028/A-List-of-Politically-Correct-Terms]
So drink up me hearties
till another day,
coconut.
Milk comes in a whole range of different flavours. Some flavours are nice, others are gay.
Sometimes it’s too sweet
Sometimes it’s just right
At other times it’s not sweet at all.
Not everyone likes milk.
Some people hate milk.
Hence their existence is milk-less.
Others love milk.
They embrace milk everyday.
They drink from the fountain of milk each and every day.
Milk must be maintained
It must be looked after,
Cared for in an appropriate manner
If milk is left out in the sun, it’ll go off.
If milk is not drunk quickly enough, it’ll go curdle-y
If milk is poured into an inadequate drinking flask,
Milk may slowly escape said drinking flask and be wasted.
Sometimes milk is boring
It’s plain
It tastes the same day after day
This is why milk is often accompanied by Oreo’s
Or timtams
Or icecream
Or all three.
Such additions make milk more interesting
Exciting
Different.
We should all embrace milk.
Even if milk isn’t always as sweet as we’d like it to be,
We have to see the bigger picture,
See the long term benefits rather than the short comings of the present
eg. It has calcium – good for strong bones & teeth =]
It will prevent osteoporosis & other related diseases I cannot be bothered mentioning
Be inventive and find your own, unique way to make milk interesting for you.
Just because the person next to you likes strawberry-honeycomb-chocolate-malteser-mint choc chip icecream-milk. DOES NOT mean you must also like strawberry-honeycomb-chocolate-malteser-mint choc chip icecream-milk.
Find what suits you, and enjoy milk.
Some politically correct terms for you to integrate into your daily milk:
Bald – comb free, follicularly challenged, follically independent
Cannibalism – intra species dining
Clumsy – uniquely coordinated
Cowardly – challenge challenged
Fat – gravitationally challenged, horizontally gifted, person of substance
Garbage man – sanitation engineer
PMS – cyclically challenged
Lazy – motivationally deficient
Stupid – differently brained
Slut – suffering from sexual addiction
Perverted – sexually dysfunctional
Hunter – Bambi butcher
Large nose – nasally gifted
Geeks/nerds – socially challenged
Abortion - near life experience
Alcoholic - anti sobriety activist
Bum - displaced home owner
Dirty Old Man - sexually focused chronologically gifted individual
Drowning - aquatically challenged
Drug addict - chemically challenged
Fail - achieve a deficiency
[http://www.scribd.com/doc/6377028/A-List-of-Politically-Correct-Terms]
So drink up me hearties
till another day,
coconut.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Coconut&Melon DnM
It is Saturday, the 16th of May, 2009. Coconut and Melon are reporting from the underground dungeon of Coconut’s evil fortress. We’re kinda depressed right now. Thinking about the purpose of life and why things seem to happen the way they do. Why do bad things happen to good people? What have they done to deserve the trials they’re put through? Why can’t life just be simple? Yes or no. Right and wrong. Without all the maybes, and without all those grey areas in between.
Life can be a bitch. We all know it, we’ve all experienced it. Things can be seemingly perfect one day, we would be laughing, smiling, thinking how lucky we are to have what we have. And then shit happens. Life happens. It screws us over. It takes all that happiness, all that laughter and all that contentment. It leaves us with the unknown, situations that seem all to unfair – and we’re simply left with the remains, the memories and the hope that one day, we could, maybe, return to that state of happiness. To one day feel that contentment we once felt. That one day, things would return to normal.
When you’re in that place, it’s often hard to see the way out – to see even the slightest hint of light hidden within this never ending, ominous darkness. It’s a lonely place. It can pull you down, beat you up and make you feel utterly useless, completely powerless. It’s times like these when you just have let go - let yourself fall. Fall, and hope to hell your friends are there to catch you, lift you off the ground and help patch up your wounds.
It is during the bleakest, darkest hours that we need those friends the most. The ones we can turn to any time of the day or night. The ones we know won’t judge us. The ones that simply listen and lend a shoulder the lean on. Those are ones we should all hang on to =]
-05.16.09
I don’t need anyone else, it’s only you
When you ask again, it’s only you
Even if you already have another love
I can’t forget you, I can’t turn back around
The moment my eyes began to burn
The moment my heart was captured by you
I have no regret, I chose you
That’s right, it’s you
Oh when you tell me you love me
When you tell me thousands and millions of times
Even when my heart sets on fire, my dry lips wear out
Even when I’m born again, it’s still only you
Even as time goes by
My lips, cold as can be, are even more blue
I cry out to find to find your warmth
I call, even though I call for you
And there’s no reply, I’ll wait for you
~Super Junior – It’s You (너라고)
Sayonara,
Coconut&Melon
Life can be a bitch. We all know it, we’ve all experienced it. Things can be seemingly perfect one day, we would be laughing, smiling, thinking how lucky we are to have what we have. And then shit happens. Life happens. It screws us over. It takes all that happiness, all that laughter and all that contentment. It leaves us with the unknown, situations that seem all to unfair – and we’re simply left with the remains, the memories and the hope that one day, we could, maybe, return to that state of happiness. To one day feel that contentment we once felt. That one day, things would return to normal.
When you’re in that place, it’s often hard to see the way out – to see even the slightest hint of light hidden within this never ending, ominous darkness. It’s a lonely place. It can pull you down, beat you up and make you feel utterly useless, completely powerless. It’s times like these when you just have let go - let yourself fall. Fall, and hope to hell your friends are there to catch you, lift you off the ground and help patch up your wounds.
It is during the bleakest, darkest hours that we need those friends the most. The ones we can turn to any time of the day or night. The ones we know won’t judge us. The ones that simply listen and lend a shoulder the lean on. Those are ones we should all hang on to =]
-05.16.09
I don’t need anyone else, it’s only you
When you ask again, it’s only you
Even if you already have another love
I can’t forget you, I can’t turn back around
The moment my eyes began to burn
The moment my heart was captured by you
I have no regret, I chose you
That’s right, it’s you
Oh when you tell me you love me
When you tell me thousands and millions of times
Even when my heart sets on fire, my dry lips wear out
Even when I’m born again, it’s still only you
Even as time goes by
My lips, cold as can be, are even more blue
I cry out to find to find your warmth
I call, even though I call for you
And there’s no reply, I’ll wait for you
~Super Junior – It’s You (너라고)
Sayonara,
Coconut&Melon
Friday, May 15, 2009
the week that was
It’s Saturday. I had to wake up at 7am. On a Saturday. Because my brother had to play badminton, on a Saturday, at 7:30. On a Saturday. So there I was. On Saturday morning. At 7am. Watching Kim Possible. Waiting for my brother to finish his shower, spray liberal amounts on lynx and get dressed so I could drive him to badminton. At 7 am. On Saturday. Stupid freakin hours. Just give me the damn licence already. I’m asian. Sif driving for 25 hours is gonna make me any better at it.
Melon and I haven’t blogged for donkey years. I’ve been lazy, and she’s been, uh *cough* busy winknudgewinkpokepokenudgeshoveslapwinkblinkwinknudgenudgewhee
OMGWTFahhhhh!LOLOLOLyayyaywinkwinkwinkwinkpoke. She’ll probably kill me now. Life has been gay and boring. Physics test was #$%^&*(). Less $%^&*()*&^% than the first physics test but still $%^&*(&^%$ and very failable. Especially when you’re me. And you were born with a naturally immunity against understanding the un-understandable concepts of electromagnetism.
But really, how is knowing that the speed of light , c = 2.998E8 m/s or that the permittivity constant is 8.854E-12 F/m or that the elementary charge of some inexplicably small thing is 1.602E-19 C or that the mass of an electron is 9.109E-31 kg going to HELP YOU IN LIFE? WTFOMGWTFOMFGWTHWTFOMGOMGWTF!! WHAT AM I SAYING?!
OF COURSE THESE FACTS WILL HELP YOU IN LIFE! Now I can talk about the velocity and wavelengths that create the colours we see! Or I can calculate the radius of the path a particle of a particular charge will travel when it enters a uniform magnetic field of magnitude B! SHIT I’M SET FOR LIFE! I could even calculate the number of electrons required to equal the mass of an apple by dividing said mass of apple by the mass of one electron. HOW FKING AMAZING IS THAT! I HEART PHYSICS FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER (AND EVER)n+1.98765432, for n is infinity.
We made more white shit in chem. Surprise surprise. Except this time they called it “aspirin”. I have to say, it’s the first time I’ve seen aspirin that looked like powder-y, white curdled crap and smelt oddly like vinegar. And as it turns out, plastic is rather flammable. As achiever of the seemingly impossible, I set my bright yellow plastic clip on fire. It proceeded to melt land on the heat mat and CONTINUE TO BURN. Like WTF. Seriously. What. The. Freak. You have a ROOM of ADOLESCENT IDIOTS. You have a BUNSEN BURNER. WHY DO YOU GIVE THEM PLASTIC CLIPS THAT ARE FKING FLAMMABLE?! In my defence, I did try to blow it out. But it seemed to just increase the amount of orange hot stuff. So to the next person that has to use that heat mat: I’m sorry it has a blob of green, slimy, fungus looking dried up plastic leaking a suspicious brown liquid. It was the clip’s fault.
That will be all for today. I don’t actually remember what I wrote, but hopefully it wasn’t too reflective of a psychopathic lunatic who miraculously escapes from some high security facility for the mentally unstable by stabbing the guard with a plastic fork, transforming into an autobot and smashing through the mental facility walls before swimming from the unmapped, unchartered island on which said mental facility is located to some far away land where psychopathic lunatic proceeds to live a long and psychopathic, drug filled life. =]
ttfn world
Melon and I haven’t blogged for donkey years. I’ve been lazy, and she’s been, uh *cough* busy winknudgewinkpokepokenudgeshoveslapwinkblinkwinknudgenudgewhee
OMGWTFahhhhh!LOLOLOLyayyaywinkwinkwinkwinkpoke. She’ll probably kill me now. Life has been gay and boring. Physics test was #$%^&*(). Less $%^&*()*&^% than the first physics test but still $%^&*(&^%$ and very failable. Especially when you’re me. And you were born with a naturally immunity against understanding the un-understandable concepts of electromagnetism.
But really, how is knowing that the speed of light , c = 2.998E8 m/s or that the permittivity constant is 8.854E-12 F/m or that the elementary charge of some inexplicably small thing is 1.602E-19 C or that the mass of an electron is 9.109E-31 kg going to HELP YOU IN LIFE? WTFOMGWTFOMFGWTHWTFOMGOMGWTF!! WHAT AM I SAYING?!
OF COURSE THESE FACTS WILL HELP YOU IN LIFE! Now I can talk about the velocity and wavelengths that create the colours we see! Or I can calculate the radius of the path a particle of a particular charge will travel when it enters a uniform magnetic field of magnitude B! SHIT I’M SET FOR LIFE! I could even calculate the number of electrons required to equal the mass of an apple by dividing said mass of apple by the mass of one electron. HOW FKING AMAZING IS THAT! I HEART PHYSICS FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER (AND EVER)n+1.98765432, for n is infinity.
We made more white shit in chem. Surprise surprise. Except this time they called it “aspirin”. I have to say, it’s the first time I’ve seen aspirin that looked like powder-y, white curdled crap and smelt oddly like vinegar. And as it turns out, plastic is rather flammable. As achiever of the seemingly impossible, I set my bright yellow plastic clip on fire. It proceeded to melt land on the heat mat and CONTINUE TO BURN. Like WTF. Seriously. What. The. Freak. You have a ROOM of ADOLESCENT IDIOTS. You have a BUNSEN BURNER. WHY DO YOU GIVE THEM PLASTIC CLIPS THAT ARE FKING FLAMMABLE?! In my defence, I did try to blow it out. But it seemed to just increase the amount of orange hot stuff. So to the next person that has to use that heat mat: I’m sorry it has a blob of green, slimy, fungus looking dried up plastic leaking a suspicious brown liquid. It was the clip’s fault.
That will be all for today. I don’t actually remember what I wrote, but hopefully it wasn’t too reflective of a psychopathic lunatic who miraculously escapes from some high security facility for the mentally unstable by stabbing the guard with a plastic fork, transforming into an autobot and smashing through the mental facility walls before swimming from the unmapped, unchartered island on which said mental facility is located to some far away land where psychopathic lunatic proceeds to live a long and psychopathic, drug filled life. =]
ttfn world
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
To Joseph,
His name is Joseph Pham,
He was born in Vietnam.
He has his p’s,
His own set of keys
But don’t be fooled,
…he can’t drive.
The killer of curbs
Turns passengers into turds
Joseph Pham is a scary man
But not coz he’s from Vietnam
Because he drives like shit
And that is it.
lol.
He was born in Vietnam.
He has his p’s,
His own set of keys
But don’t be fooled,
…he can’t drive.
The killer of curbs
Turns passengers into turds
Joseph Pham is a scary man
But not coz he’s from Vietnam
Because he drives like shit
And that is it.
lol.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Let me see..
2nd of may.
i would like to dedicated this post to vernice! ehehehe
HAPPY BIRTHDAY VERNICE'S MUM! I HOPE YOU HAD AN AWESOMELY AWESOME DAY TODAYY
and also hopefully vernice sent my happy birthday message to youuuu! ^^
what shall i write bout you now vernice dear??
im visiting uwa on tuesdayy! ehehehe how exciting is thatt!? maths for lyff..
as usual.. i'll be doin mandy's notes while she falls bk asleep and later will join eileen to her phys class and seek auntyblondeguy! yaaaays
hopefully auntyblondeguy wont be in the same busss... so scaryy! ><"
he freakin looks lyk A****'s brother oh and also a stalkerrr *huekkkkk*
uh-oh off topic.. vernice;
vernice lets go city on tuesday and eat waffles *ehehehe reminds me of last nite! ><"* andand jap./kor foooddd melon craveeeeesss..
OH! melon&mandy decided to go piercing that daaaayyy. yaaaaayss im excitedddd! cant wait yaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyys! dang after how many months of deciding whether or not i shud get now i finally decideddd hehehe i want i want and i want! =) vernice come and get one tooooooo! =) or you can jst watch us get pierceddd mwahahahaha
oh! melon&coconut wna watch 17agenn. come and join us! okokok!? ^^
i would like to dedicated this post to vernice! ehehehe
HAPPY BIRTHDAY VERNICE'S MUM! I HOPE YOU HAD AN AWESOMELY AWESOME DAY TODAYY
and also hopefully vernice sent my happy birthday message to youuuu! ^^
what shall i write bout you now vernice dear??
im visiting uwa on tuesdayy! ehehehe how exciting is thatt!? maths for lyff..
as usual.. i'll be doin mandy's notes while she falls bk asleep and later will join eileen to her phys class and seek auntyblondeguy! yaaaays
hopefully auntyblondeguy wont be in the same busss... so scaryy! ><"
he freakin looks lyk A****'s brother oh and also a stalkerrr *huekkkkk*
uh-oh off topic.. vernice;
vernice lets go city on tuesday and eat waffles *ehehehe reminds me of last nite! ><"* andand jap./kor foooddd melon craveeeeesss..
OH! melon&mandy decided to go piercing that daaaayyy. yaaaaayss im excitedddd! cant wait yaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyys! dang after how many months of deciding whether or not i shud get now i finally decideddd hehehe i want i want and i want! =) vernice come and get one tooooooo! =) or you can jst watch us get pierceddd mwahahahaha
oh! melon&coconut wna watch 17agenn. come and join us! okokok!? ^^
Friday, May 1, 2009
Coconut's Captivating Thoughts
Yes. It’s true. Rather shocking, but true nonetheless. Coconut…has thoughts. So there IS something hidden within that brown, hairy, dirty and roundish coconut shell…other than white shit. Even more shocking is the depth, substance and ingenuity carved into each and every thought…
*Note: events/thoughts are not in chronological order.
>coefficients of static friction and kinetic friction?!? W.T.F.
>engineering you suck.
>why didn’t I choose arts?
>seedy guy on train =S
>he has like a …girl cardigan on
>andd he has a man bag!
>anddd he has a green, plastic flowery ring
>andddd he has his glasses hooked onto his pants
>anddddd he's writing on a tea bag. With a black artline pen.
>andddddd I sound like a stalker.
>but lol anyway.
>why does my bbt look like mushy yam…
>EASYWAY LADY GAVE ME THE WRONG BBT =[
>how does a grape snow become a grape soy punch?!
>wtffmlLOL. Jerk.
>I have apple jelly!
>I should ilecture Wednesday’s geng
>crapness. I missed today’s 11am lecture. Again. I suck.
>av & vern forcing me to go to the 2pm one.
>skip chem. Sif organic chem has any correlation to life anyway.
>I want more teh manis wheeeeeee
>ahahahhahahahhaa
>melon san your blog is funnyshit
>chemical white shit is awesome
>white shit is better known as diphenylmenthypoopycrap
>guy clothes are comfy.
>I want more guy clothes
>ppl will think I’m gay
>or bi
>or a crossdresser
>or all three O.o
>wait. That's not possible
>or is it?
>wow I’m confuzzled.
>I should stop thinking
>wait
>I wanna see xmen origins
>apparently there’s a hot Korean dude
>a hot, buff Korean dude.
…
*end of thought process*
*Note: events/thoughts are not in chronological order.
>coefficients of static friction and kinetic friction?!? W.T.F.
>engineering you suck.
>why didn’t I choose arts?
>seedy guy on train =S
>he has like a …girl cardigan on
>andd he has a man bag!
>anddd he has a green, plastic flowery ring
>andddd he has his glasses hooked onto his pants
>anddddd he's writing on a tea bag. With a black artline pen.
>andddddd I sound like a stalker.
>but lol anyway.
>why does my bbt look like mushy yam…
>EASYWAY LADY GAVE ME THE WRONG BBT =[
>how does a grape snow become a grape soy punch?!
>wtffmlLOL. Jerk.
>I have apple jelly!
>I should ilecture Wednesday’s geng
>crapness. I missed today’s 11am lecture. Again. I suck.
>av & vern forcing me to go to the 2pm one.
>skip chem. Sif organic chem has any correlation to life anyway.
>I want more teh manis wheeeeeee
>ahahahhahahahhaa
>melon san your blog is funnyshit
>chemical white shit is awesome
>white shit is better known as diphenylmenthypoopycrap
>guy clothes are comfy.
>I want more guy clothes
>ppl will think I’m gay
>or bi
>or a crossdresser
>or all three O.o
>wait. That's not possible
>or is it?
>wow I’m confuzzled.
>I should stop thinking
>wait
>I wanna see xmen origins
>apparently there’s a hot Korean dude
>a hot, buff Korean dude.
…
*end of thought process*
melons inner thoughts
huhh.. okeeii there's no entry for the last 1 day? hahahaha is it?
shooo now melon and coconut is gna do a rdm talk bout our feelings todayy...
but ofcourse coconuts thoughts is gna b in a different posttt..
first of all.. kappoooooooooooww!! kekekekekkeeee i dno how on earth i got tht word but i jst feel lyk sayin ittt ^^ got a problem with tht!? huehuehueeeeee...
right now i feel annoyyeddddd.. fknn annoyedddd... lyk fkkkkk... omgggg ewwww.. wtfff.. omggg.. oh nooo..ewwww.. IAUSHDLAIKSJNDLKNSDL!!!! grrrrrr... dun ask whyy.. grrrrrrr X-infinity. actuallyy.. now i forgot wat im annoyed at.. after releasing my angerrr hahahaha short term memorryyyy....
looooooolsss.. i laughhhhh.... or did i really laugh?? hmmmm... only i would noe
isnt tht rite.. huhh??? yeppps thts ritee.. i think im talkin to myself too muchh..
double econ todayyy tut & lect. funfunnnn... NO REALLY IT WAS FUN! why you askk?? well ofcourse gud eye-candy ;) mwahahahaha the cute guy tht i saw on day1 and last wk came agen todayyyyy and yday ahahahaha he's bein gud comin along to the lecturess.. too bad he isnt in my tut class and no group ass to do. otherwise huehuehueeeeee.... ;)
i am craving for crabs, popcorn, korean snacks, melon ice cream, green tea ice cream, wafflee, cake from tht nice cake shop tht baileys oneee. cake wa hoshii desuu!
ohhhh.. onaka ga suita! huhu... tomss.. POPCORN TIMEE!! while watchin FO! <3 oh how i miss youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my dearrrrrr....
OH and omgg.. fk SE! grrrrr. so annoyeddd.. my dearest mobileee and also mandy's dream mobile suppose to come out in freakin JUNE but postponed to OCTOBER in america and europeee.. WTF!? wat happens to perth huh? shoooo shiiiiittt.. gaynessss... they wont even import tht mob til probs mid of nxt yrr.. errr ew much? indo better have it
otherwise annooooyyyddd and i'll start killin emmm.. mwahahahahahaha xD
errr.. ok .. i think i've written a lot of shiit already..
so thts all for now . daaaahhhh.....
OH and first post of the monthh! (:
shooo now melon and coconut is gna do a rdm talk bout our feelings todayy...
but ofcourse coconuts thoughts is gna b in a different posttt..
first of all.. kappoooooooooooww!! kekekekekkeeee i dno how on earth i got tht word but i jst feel lyk sayin ittt ^^ got a problem with tht!? huehuehueeeeee...
right now i feel annoyyeddddd.. fknn annoyedddd... lyk fkkkkk... omgggg ewwww.. wtfff.. omggg.. oh nooo..ewwww.. IAUSHDLAIKSJNDLKNSDL!!!! grrrrrr... dun ask whyy.. grrrrrrr X-infinity. actuallyy.. now i forgot wat im annoyed at.. after releasing my angerrr hahahaha short term memorryyyy....
looooooolsss.. i laughhhhh.... or did i really laugh?? hmmmm... only i would noe
isnt tht rite.. huhh??? yeppps thts ritee.. i think im talkin to myself too muchh..
double econ todayyy tut & lect. funfunnnn... NO REALLY IT WAS FUN! why you askk?? well ofcourse gud eye-candy ;) mwahahahaha the cute guy tht i saw on day1 and last wk came agen todayyyyy and yday ahahahaha he's bein gud comin along to the lecturess.. too bad he isnt in my tut class and no group ass to do. otherwise huehuehueeeeee.... ;)
i am craving for crabs, popcorn, korean snacks, melon ice cream, green tea ice cream, wafflee, cake from tht nice cake shop tht baileys oneee. cake wa hoshii desuu!
ohhhh.. onaka ga suita! huhu... tomss.. POPCORN TIMEE!! while watchin FO! <3 oh how i miss youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my dearrrrrr....
OH and omgg.. fk SE! grrrrr. so annoyeddd.. my dearest mobileee and also mandy's dream mobile suppose to come out in freakin JUNE but postponed to OCTOBER in america and europeee.. WTF!? wat happens to perth huh? shoooo shiiiiittt.. gaynessss... they wont even import tht mob til probs mid of nxt yrr.. errr ew much? indo better have it
otherwise annooooyyyddd and i'll start killin emmm.. mwahahahahahaha xD
errr.. ok .. i think i've written a lot of shiit already..
so thts all for now . daaaahhhh.....
OH and first post of the monthh! (:
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