The Crew Deathmatch!

Inspired by Mr. Klar and his silly mustache wonderful teachings, you might notice that there are a few new polls.

People, I bring you: The Crew Deathmatch... (Or not really)

Basically, you guys vote on who you think would come out on top if they were thrown into a random situation. For instance, a dance battle between Jasryn and Su Yin? A violin-crushing contest between Panit and Priya? Having to endure Wei Yun singing for longer between Jing Min and Sarah?

You vote for the winner, who goes on to the next round, and so on. And so on. The one that emerges as the winner of the final will get errrr. Errrr. No idea. LA LA LA LA LA! XD

HAVE FUN :D

CLUCK CLUCK CLUCKKKK

A conversation in English class this time last week:

Mr. Walton: And the hawk's species lends it a certain majesty. It is a great animal, better so than a-
Someone: A pigeon? :D
Mr. Walton: Yes, a pigeon! But you know, pigeons in the UK can be vicious.
Wei Yun: Pigeons in Malaysia aren't. XD
Mr. Walton: Well, we should test that theory. Why don't we put Darren on the field and wait for ow long it takes for the Malaysian pigeons to attack him. He shall henceforth be known as.... Pigeon Bait.
Everyone: ROFLMAO MUAHAHAHA

Hence the beginning of a lot of jokes about Darren and his pigeon-ness, which culminated today in the giving of a poem to the class by Mr. Walton. We were told to annotate it.

Because. You know... I wrote Darren a poem to express my love for him.

His goon-like manners, his perpetual grin, and...

The fact that he is sheer pigeon bait.

Enjoy.

And mock Darren.

The Pigeons

To Darren Goon

1 Like an inverted ink-stain they raged towards me
2 Swatting their wings, pecking diamond beaks.
3 They were lions to red meat, wolves to lame sheep-
4 Prey surrounded in my sea of artificial green.

5 Lunging with spears, the pigeons charged
6 As though they were soldiers on the battlefield of chance.
7 They had seen their unsuspecting victim
8 Alone on the night-watch, and barged,

9 Suffocating me by flurry of sulphur and gas,
10 They fired their guns, raging, angry, crass;
11 Stumbling yelling very unmanly shrieking,
12 Fumbling for my gas-mask of death's escape:

13 A crumbled cookie, tossed past the horizon-

14 And they retreated; oh, if this had been the War,
15 They would be shot at dawn,
16 The firing squad's order zooming, rushing past the lawn.

17 Several moons later, beaten, broken, bruised,
18 I found myself again on that man-made turf.
19 The predators were nowhere to be found,
20 Until I heard that ungodly pecking sound-

21 On mud-dashed scrambling trodden emerald green
22 Did I see the pigeon's broken blood pour,
23 Did I see its wan wings and swollen belly
24 Crash and fall into shaken dust.

25 They will attack me no more.


Guiding questions: With reference to the 'artificial turf', what is the exact brand of cookie that the persona (henceforth referred to as Goony) threw?
Name the exact reason that Goony was attacked by pigeons. Clue: Goony-ness.

And I still maintain that Mr. Walton should seriously have let us continue with this as a commentary. Imagine drawing this in your IOC.

Storm Front

Very, veeeeeeery entertaining :]

"My name is Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden. Conjure by it at your own risk. When things get strange, when what goes bump in the night flicks on the lights, when no one else can help you, give me a call.

I'm in the book."

I know I'm sad to be posting about a book... But it's funny - and good :]

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo

I just thought of something.

Now I know why Su reads romance novels...

HEE HEE thats what we were discussing that day. When Su was supposed to be doing 'Malay test papers' hahaha ;) LEMON!
I read it for the story. And not all books have lemon okayyy. I'm not that bad.

Now, THAT I must agree. Girls read romance novels for the story. >.<... We're crazy, but not perpetually and mortally insane.

Jeanson used to keep asking me to read this book, which I refuse to because apparently I write like the guy, my main character sounds, apparently, like a 17-year-old Harry Dresden (but probably a less cool, Asian version) and the way I write about magic and stuff is pretty similar...

If I read that book, I will probably throw my arms into the air and faint. Haha. Because I don't think that I'd ever be as good as what people have said about this? :] And if I end up not liking it, I'll probably get insulted and never speak to Jeanson again. So no thanks, I'll pass. Not until I finish an epic masterpiece I think? *no wait that will probably never happen, screw that*



Lol epic masterpiece, for me, means Steven Erikson's the Malazan Book of the Fallen. Starting with Gardens of the Moon.

What's it about? The title sounds pretty good already. I'm pretty hard to please with fantasy though; a lot of the writers TRY to be too epic and then I get bored. Neil Gaiman is one of the few writers I like. Terry Pratchett, too. Heck I couldn't even swallow the Belgariad.



Belgariad sucks balls.

OMFG PANIT THANK YOU. YOU DO NOT KNOW HOW MANY PEOPLE WANT TO KILL ME BECAUSE I COULDN'T GET PAST THE FIRST HALF WITHOUT DYING OF BOREDOM. SAME WITH ERAGON. I ******* HATE ERAGON.

I finished the entire four book tetralogy... But yeah it sucked. I've read Eragon and Eldest, but I doubt I'll ever bring myself to read Brisingr... Or Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows :P Sorry not into fan-fiction.

... YOU INSULT HARRY POTTER? *cries* :]

Fantasy, particularly high fantasy, for me means:
A Song of Ice and Fire series by George R.R. Martin (first book A Game of Thrones)
Malazan book of the Fallen by Steven Erikson (Gardens of the Moon)
The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan RIP (The Eye of the World)
The Farseer Trilogy by Robin Hobb (Assassin's Apprentice)
The Gentlemen Bastard Sequence (The Lies of Locke Lamora)


And currently on trial right now are the Dragonriders of Pern (Dragonflight) by Anne MacCaffrey and The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant (Lord Foul's Bane).


Lastly, for something rather different and short, sweet read, there's Lud-in-the-Mist Hope Mirrlees.

A Little Piece of Randumb

Guys, I'm going to need some help.

I have decided to participate in NaNoWriMo; National Novel Writing Month for those of you that have been living in a rock.

Long story short, I need to write at least 1667 words a day, every day, in the month of November.

I will therefore need... People to hole me up.

And make sure that I write. I'm not joking. Even if this entails taking away my candy :D

And when I'm done, to laugh at my bad writing and tell me how craptacular the whole plot is and make me wallow in pain.

Any takers? Jing Min, I'm looking at you? (:

Hmmm...???

Three word story

This now the Archive:

ONE
Death was walking then he tripped.And bought cookies! Which Darren sells. To innocent kiddies.Who paid Rm100,000. And these kids had melamine poisoning, he was tried, and was convicted just like Anwar.Darren's in parliament. Selling his book, RM1.5 million per copy. Darren became rich.*He told me to type this* he went AWOL. And never returned. But he's rich! Life goes on.Darren's still rich.Now he's gone,with Megan Fox. Jasryn visited themand their kid with squinty eyes who are HOTTTT! Darren's "hot" kid ate Hokkien mee and drank Milo then died. Rubber Panit is mean :( Panit's kid however (known as POINKY) ate Mee Jawa and went "BOINK" all the way down the loo. Priya died today,we all mourned, but she rose, from her grave. So we celebrated AND SHARED COOKIES! But the milk had melamine, HOWEVER everyone was spared (except poooor Boinky)who haunts everyone(he's a liar)and pokes them. POKE POKE POKE. Since Boinky was dead, left alone, everyone rejoiced happily and shared brownies which were poisoned with much sugar. They all died.

TWO
I hate IB. IB hates me.We're happy family. With a great generation of kids. Our kid shall love us eternally and be good til they die. All except Panit's who host funerals and live forever with blocked arteries in his mind. And that will cause his brain to explode randomly and go 'POFFOINK' Oooh new word!!! Which sounds nice!!!! JM invented it. She also invented condoms, rubber, toasters in assorted flavours including vanilla milkshake. Exploded-Panit bites these with non-existent teeth, making his tummy squeal like piggy which killed Darren (ate aminated bacon).

THREE
Jing Min says Su is naughty but Su isnt, but the evidence is very CONVULATINGGG but so clear.... The Laffer curve (aka Panit's Curve) resembles his large corpulent, sizeable, cushion-like, rotund, generously proportioned, and substancially curved Boinkety Boinky Boink not-to-forget Boinketylicious tummy-fats! Hence boinky is dead, like everyone. Except everyone else! Its only Boinky? Isn't it always? Poor, poor Boinky God of Death, Matyr of Boinkety-Boinkiness's corpse rolls away under Jas' car. KFC buns however (are cyanide-laced) caused Panits death. Panit died...... AGAIN And he goes not to heaven, but to cats' land. The end. But is it.......even remotely possible? Su is naughty, so is Darren. WeiYun is good! Weh! End dee!!!!! Is it? *JENGJENGJENGGG*

FOUR
Tofu turns purple Jas' favourite colour! STAB STABBIDITTY STAB and blend tofu in a blender. Vanilla flavoured tofu! (does not exist) jagung flavour got! Jas was walking ban chiang kuih!is very nice especially with jagung!Which is NOT. Burn in hellhot like JM!Who doesn't understand? Tofurkey (tofu turkey)story's now nonsensical Wasn't it always?Which SUYIN started. Isn't it always? Jas senses hostility. Which is strange.Since Jas doesn't really do much. Jas is insulted. Sara kills Panit. Darren helps her. Panit kills everyone.

FIVE
Nails stuffed in Panit's pants shall sink into his bottom and pierce his IMMENSE, GLOBULAR rotund, boinkety-licious tummy-fats, no effect really. Oh the tragedy. Well not really. That was sarcasm which Su learned! We're bad influence. But whoop-dee-doo BOO! Jagung ban-chiang kuih does not taste like fluffy cotton thats COTTON CANDEH! Donkey assimilated humans like Zerg assimilated Buzz Lightyear. However Piggy goes POOOP! TO INFINITY BEYOND!!! Warner Bros presents Jas goes 'LAAAAAA', the opera starring tone deaf singer Sara's forbidden lover very bimbotic nutter jagung ice snowy! fan, Jasryn Ng.

SIX
I start again! Nothing to do except to blog. What about work? Aiya, die lah. Why only us? Cause the others have better things such as work? A LA MAAAAKKKK!!!!!!!!!! What to do? Do work loh....


SEVEN

Why die? Please la morbid people why nobody else?I KNOWW!!!! SADD just like Piaki a cute name! WeiYun is cuter :D Su is cutest! Su is perasan! har har har hee hee hee Where's the trophy? With Su, duh. Its polished everyday. oh the vanity where art thou? Hidden safely away. Its underneath Su's skirt? So that when it's flipped by her twirling pink thongs show! My golden Banglawhat is it? Bangladesh's national anthem? Heard at The-Chicken-Rice-Shop! No-la. At econs. Releasing smurfs into-the-sea!