<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:24:33.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to search for the peace within</title><subtitle type='html'>THIS WORLD OF CHAOS</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112729678186574812</id><published>2005-09-21T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:59:41.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>period</title><content type='html'>it is all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112729678186574812?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112533074331020692</id><published>2005-08-29T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T08:52:23.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malcolm as a Hole (whole)</title><content type='html'>ok... i m 17 yrs old today... i m glad that i m a year older... being born on this date makes me a virgin... i mean virgo *_* kidding la.... anyway... life has been pretty fair to me... i have got a normal house hold... normal family normal friends and normal life.... i have got a good up bringing i would say thanx to my parents esp my mum... i have a bro who can be nice at times but not so nice most of the time but still pretty nice... as my age matures... i see many new things... new pple new lifestyle... new thinking and new life plans... being able to go into poly... i m pretty glad... i haven been really hardworking in life... but... i still can get to where i m today i m glad... i have plans for my life... my own family... my parents my children my sibling....many more... hoping to fulfil them as time goes... but looking back... my life has been sweet n bitter... however the sweetness is overwhelming... over musking the stench of the harsh bitterness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below 5 yrs old... i have memories in kindergarten... my cousin always say i like this girl name christina in my K1 class.... thinking back... i tink i must have spouted nonsense to them when they ask smth like "GOT PRETTY GIRL IN YOUR CLASS?" i tink i must have replied this girl's name n they went "christina christina christina" all the way during family gatherings... my mom said i used the side of my forehead to hit against the TV table top's corner edge... there is a scar n a dent there in my skull .... the dent n scar is obvious yrs ago but now... fading.... i must have been nuts when young... since i dun remember... it must have been below the age of 3... i must be imitating batman or superman or smth then... so dumbED... they so stupid wear underwear outside n i still follow their moves... so dumb... but anyway i still do WWE moves on frens... at 16 yrs old :p  shawn the smallest amongst my frens always kena thrown around in swimming pool n gym mats in zhss.... LOL.... anyway... at primary sch... i was fine and normal till P4... i miraculously got the 1st in class that year... BUT THAT WAS THE BEGINNING OF THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that yr my mom went to hospital to remove a small tumour at the throat area.. i forgot the terms... it was the yr 1998... FRANCE 98 WORLD CUP!!! ok... mom was in hospital yet me n my bro were in the masturbate i mean masterbed room watching soccer.... FRANCE VS SENEGAL... SENEGAL WON!!! lol... anyway... i put all the files on the floor n wanted to read them through... but the tv was like 2 metres away so i glued onto it... somehow... i scored well for my streaming and got 1st in class and i was rewarded with a trip to my aunt's house in australia... the trip was cool la... i tink i was the 1st few singaporeans to wacth pokemon (there) b4 they showed in on tv here locally.... the top 3 of my class opted into EM1 when all hell broke loose next year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot i was a SMART ASS... so i hated studying for a while... n screwed up badly... ended up second last in class... though in the only EM1 class getting last means not so bad in the lvl.... i felt fucked up... i mean at then i feel i did damm badly... the last girl dropped out of the stream in the end... i was lucky to remain in EM1... then another miracle came... my form teacher MISS PHUA... ok... i want to say that she is nuts... but i mean she is damm good la... she take ENG MATHS SCIENCE CME and ART i tink... she damm pro la... she push us like siao... i had no choice la... she damm fierce and power... she made me gone  through many sleepless nights in p6... i had to copy work in the sch canteen early in the morning from my classmates who are all smarter n hardworkingER than me... however i made it well in PSLE thanx to her... she is a great teacher... kinda miss her.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ZHSS... ok here is wat i have to say... &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%^&amp;*()(*&amp;amp;^#$%^&amp;*(_)(*&amp;amp;^$%"&gt;!@#$%^&amp;*()(*&amp;amp;^#$%^&amp;*(_)(*&amp;amp;^$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;* to the sch... pls decipher ya self.... the only good memories there are my frens and SOME teachers... mark my words... SOME.... the sch sucks on the whole... i got 9 demerit pts n served 3 days of detention stretching to 4 days becoz my family brought me upon a vacation to Australia prior to sch holidays... but my parents are my final guardians la... they want to bring me out the sch shud not interfere la... and they do nth for post exam activites... at least nth really that constructive... the other better memories are a few teachers which i shall not mention names... and my frens la... so idiotic jokers that are immature too made up my memory.. it is those dumb things that make my sec sch life nice... me and CJ always do stupid things in sch and my best gang of frens... my npcc squadmates... esp those from campcraft team... we went through alot of shit la... really shit la... but i felt we grew most that way... thanx to a CI name weihao... he some how mould us to the way he is... which is not bad... and we learn alot under his guidiance... the campcraft experience zhss , i mean ZHSS NPCC unit had gave me n my campcraft team was very valueable priceless n irre-placeable... i thank this CCA n the unit... we put in alot of effort n were very committed to it.. i wanted to become a CI to serve the unit... but i so slack n hate the backstage work... i gave it up in the end and my passion faded since many of my close squadmates did not opt for it too... however i tink for me i made the right decision to quit....i did fairly well for o lvls  at least for poly entry i did not bad.... really not bad... much to my own effort for 1 subject... i will not say much... the subject i went to find books and help for it myself... the teacher really did not help much... maybe i do not blame him or maybe i do... just felt that i did almost 99.9 % of the things MYSELF... and i scored A2 for it... i m proud la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now in poly.. the vicious cycle repeats again... i m slacking and it is a bad bad bad phenomenon... X_X  i hope to buck up fast enuff... maybe i cannot make it into the local U liaoz... wif pros that can enter JC come poly... and foreign talents flooding into our nation to study n even make plans to stay here n develope their ROOTS ( i mean LUO DI SHENG GEN) have their descendants to live here i m like WTF la... i dun blame them but i just have to make plans for my future... some how get enuff qualifications still... i wanna set up a business really... i really hope to become a businessman... so i guess i will need to work damm hard....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... for now... i guess that my entry is damm long la... many may not read till here... but i shall say my last clause le... i m grateful for the things i have now in life... i hope the pple around me will stay safe and happy... i thank the frens i have made in life... thanx my close frens 2 days ago goin to the steamboat gathering.... i kinda miss u all and our old days... anyway... best wishes to u all in life... stay jovial people! love u all... *not some gay shit*... i dunnoe wat wishes i have this year... i tink the list is damm long la... so... i tink maybe i will follow many of my age... I HOPE I WILL NOT SPEND MY BIRTHDAY NEXT YEAR ALONE....(not just wif my frens but with someone special ^_^ *winks*)  peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112533074331020692?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112533074331020692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112533074331020692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112533074331020692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112533074331020692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/08/malcolm-as-hole-whole.html' title='Malcolm as a Hole (whole)'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112469818432026995</id><published>2005-08-22T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T01:09:44.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the lack of neurons</title><content type='html'>ok... for the past 20 hours... i had not taken a wink... i spent sat going to zx house to ask him teach me CAD since he is the 1st to submit his drafts in class.. then went to catch THE WEDDING CRASHERS at cine wif Roy Junwei n Shi Hui... the movie was SUPER HILARIOUS.....NC16.... worth my money ^^  ermmm then i went home shagged i slept till sunday noon.... then i ate my BRUNCH then i tink due to the lack of slp for the past week... i went back to dreamland again.... slept till 8 Pm till mum broke my dream n hauled out of dreamworld....went for dinner then came home... had a game of dota n all the way till 6 am in the morning... i was staring at this farking monitor fixing my cad draftings... holy fuck... that ate up like 90 &amp; of my brain... tot can hang on till 6 evening monday... for lesson ended at 12 n supposed to meet zaw for maths coaching... in e end.. the joker went home supposed to go put toolbox n get soccer boots drop dead too at home n forget all abt me!! leaving me in the library all alone... nvm la... not his fault... so here i m... trying to crack my brain.... so many to tok abt... MRT pple... all the farnie n stupid pple... singaporean lifestyle n future... and other cool stuf that i wanna put on my blog... but i guess time is not wif me... n i shall blog abt them next time when i m free.... meanwhile i guess i have to hang on to complete my work &gt;&lt; can't even fart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112469818432026995?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112469818432026995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112469818432026995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112469818432026995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112469818432026995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/08/lack-of-neurons.html' title='the lack of neurons'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112442893179445832</id><published>2005-08-18T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T22:24:13.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K---knocked out----O   LOST SOUL</title><content type='html'>ok... there are so many things to talk about... ytd... jue dui superstar has a result...ermmm weilian who was a handicap (blind) beat junyang n became the boys champion... i m trying not to be judgemental... however... i tink that junyang is superb in terms of improvement n vocal...he has a great look n great package... girls seems smitten by him... ermm i support him too.... i admire his voice... he sings JIE KOU well... wif style... then he sings JJ lin songs well too... like dong jie.. jiang nan... but i would say not as good as jie kou... rather a good imitation... anyway he is good.... as for weilian... i feel that the media is very biased towards him... tough he is blind i wud say that he did not chose to be blind.... he was born that way... pple shud not say some of the hurtful things... someone actually cursed him to fall off stairs... no matter who the person is.... or which ever other contestant he supports... the way he run down at weilian is not acceptable... n by saying such thing.... he or she is a farking asshole... still i have my own opinion to say... wei lian has a strong voice... wif the "Nose element" aka "PI YING" in mandarin... not really to my liking and i think he mixes the element wrongly.... how ever that is my personal view.... pls dun screw me up if u disagree... theni shall put it this way... junyang will still n shud get a recording contract though he lost ytd night.... he is a money tree man... admit it.... the commercial aspect of his possible career is worth looking into if i were the boss of a recording company.... still i wud congratulate weilian...but... due to his handicap... i personally feel that i will be hard for him to go far as a singer... i feel that despite having no proper teaching... he is good overall... but for a blind artiste to go super famous... it is really very difficult...for he cannot dance n provide alot of visual entertainment ... in this sense he loses out to alot of pple... unlike OU DE YANG.... he does not show his face... but i like his voice n songs... i think he might be handicap too in some way... but he probably might have impressed some song writers that decided to sign him on n cut an album without showing his face....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the real world is harsh out there.... being in the entertainment world...u must have a good package... handsome pretty...good voice... sing well n dance well... style and other elements too... jolin jay chou are good examples...unless like ou de yang... dun show their face.... weilian will not be able to go as far as the other artiste i feel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd... some pple said unpleasant things saying that weilian is "CHEA MEH" in hokkien meaning blind.... saying pple give pity votes...even the advertisement said that n me n my bro oso feel damm farking biased to him.... or say the blind pple association og SG inject all their funds n donations to phone calls n vote for weilian ... that is so "CEK ARK" (meaning curseful n bad mouthing in hokkien).. worse someone close to me say all the blind pple take bus to indoor stadium support weilian... the nwhen they alight the line up holding each other's shoulder... then go into stadium.... n it doesn't matter where they sit... tall in front short behind oso nber mind... coz they blind.... cannot see ... =X =S abit bad lor... but i wanna say weilian is courageous n made many handicapped pple proud... as a blind guy... he made it this far... beating so many other... be it pitiful support... his courage is worth salutes n pple's applause... think abit it.. being blind... not seeing a thing.... n yet song well infront of so many pple staring at u.... unable to look back n make eye contact at them.... it is pretty scary n tough.... he is courageous...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112442893179445832?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112442893179445832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112429576077841838</id><published>2005-08-17T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T09:22:40.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>losing myself...still not getting any (LOVE)</title><content type='html'>through out the yrs of my life... love is everywhere.... i noe my parents love me... my sibling love me... however....i shall put it this way.... they have the same line of blood running in u.... to all the rest of the world... face it... we have taken n has been taking our family's love for us for granted....ask yourself.... will u scream at your boyfriend or girlfriend if she say your table is cluttered wif things?? think this through man.... anyway... i tink i will say this while i m sober.... i tink i am having puberty... relax... i m not HORNY.... maybe desperate.... but not any thing worse thisis the worse stage of my life... everything seems to be out of control.... my life at home... sch.... lovelife... which is still and always seem to be empty....OMG.... i m losing myself... i dunnoe wats goin wrong or right now.... i will still try to be sober n study.... be a normal boy... i relaly believe that this is puberty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot having hair at sensitive areas like armpits etc = puberty.... i m so farking wrong.... my hormones seem to be rushing over my head taking over me.... i cannot seem to do any good analysis of anything.... becoming blur n disillusioned... even while i m typing this... i took  more than 15 mins... i dun tink anyone can help me... but i guess blogging will help a little to gain my conscious.... n oso help me express wat is goin on in me... since the last 3 hours... something has been flashing through my mind...  i tink it shud be normal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking abt this girl for over a month... i dunnoe if she is the one... but even if not so... i hope my wife in the future when see this n finds out that it is not her... she will not blame me...darling.... i m having puberty...though i hope it is her... anyway... i will tell u wat i tink abt the supposed love of my life now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink most boys like me i mean those normal boys.. wif normal upbringing.... normal family trouble... normal schooling experience...normal life will hope for the following...&lt;br /&gt;ALL BOYS HOPE FOR A PRETTY GIRLFRIEND...NICE N CARING...NOT WILFUL...MAY LOSE TEMPER ONCE IN A WHILE BUT NOT ALWAYS...BE LOVEABLE...&lt;br /&gt;FOR ME... I TINK IF THE BOY IS MORE MATURE... LIKE I TINK I M NOW... I WILL NOT JUST LOOK FOR A GIRL TO HAVE A RELATIONSHIP WIF.....I WILL LOOK AT THE IN THIS WAY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want her to..........&lt;br /&gt;1 be the mother of my children&lt;br /&gt;2 be the wife that i will love&lt;br /&gt;3 be caring partner for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;4 be decisive abt home affairs&lt;br /&gt;5 decide if she wanna work or stay at home wif our kids&lt;br /&gt;6 be able to perform her duty as a mother &amp; wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink i m pretty demanding but i tink most boys will oso include such criteria in their spouse.... ok.... if i m demanding... i will also ensure that i m capable to perform my dutys.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna.........&lt;br /&gt;1 take care of her till the rest of our life&lt;br /&gt;2 be there when she needs me&lt;br /&gt;3 love her always&lt;br /&gt;4 treat her wif proper attitude&lt;br /&gt;5 share my troubles wif her&lt;br /&gt;6 share thoughts wif her&lt;br /&gt;7 communicate wif her well&lt;br /&gt;8 understand her needs&lt;br /&gt;9 know wat she wans from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tinks most qualities we can experience when we start to fall in love.... but as time goes... things will complicate.....the simple equation will have more variables.... i wanna add kids into it... a home into it... hopefully a car.... houshold utilities bills.... family outings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple say i will be a family man... i tink so too... they say i will be a good BF.... but i wanna be a good father too.... n a good husband... as i write this... i noe i m sober...n i m not childish anymore... i m matured to think... compared to many around me....many oso say i tink too much for my age... i shall not bother... i m who i m..... i will love my loved ones still including my family... friends... for some things  will never change.... i just remember that my birthday is coming... i shall wish for that.... maybe the one n onli loved one that i m looking for has appeared... i shall see if it is so.... maybe she feels the same now??? i dunnoe... i hope so... i  shall write a poem i tot of while bathing  just now... for my probable current crush... if she makes  it as my spouse... GREAT!.... if not... n my  darling wife reads this 20 - 30 yrs down the road.. once  again... SORRY DEAR..... i m having puberty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS THIS GIRL THAT CROSS MY MIND&lt;br /&gt;EVERY TIME I SEE WARM SUNSHINE&lt;br /&gt;THE THOUGHT OF HER BLOWS MY MIND&lt;br /&gt;I NOW HOPE THAT SHE IS MINE&lt;br /&gt;SELFISH AS LOVE CAN BE&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA PROTECT HER FROM THE STING OF A BEE&lt;br /&gt;HOPE SHE IS NOT A RICH TAI TAI WANNA BE&lt;br /&gt;AS I WILL LOVE HER AS MUCH I CAN EVER BE&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY PRETTY  HEAR ME PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;WILL U ACCEPT ME AT LEAST&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NTH BUT MY LOVE TO GIVE&lt;br /&gt;ONLY U CAN MAKE ME SLEEP EASE&lt;br /&gt;SWEET DREAMS TO U NOW MY CRUSH&lt;br /&gt;HOPE THIS CRUSH WILL NOT LAST AS&lt;br /&gt;I WILL LIKE OUR LOVE TO LAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malcolm 0222hrs 18/08/05&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112429576077841838?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112429576077841838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112429576077841838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112429576077841838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112429576077841838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/08/losing-myselfstill-not-getting-any.html' title='losing myself...still not getting any (LOVE)'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112384673661452761</id><published>2005-08-12T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T04:38:56.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIT</title><content type='html'>ok... i m not gonna tok abt the mrt topic le... coz i m bloody pissed abt something.. actually i m angry over a piece of shit...put it this way... the shit i m toking abt is a person... y shit?? tink carefully n u will noe... he behaves like shit.. smells like one... HE is so childish... 17 yr old... ok... i was at fault... dozing off in class...he is so childish ... throws pieces of paper at others... at people sitting in front of him... bloody shit he is... when i woke up i look back he give me a fucking innocent look... so damm childish.. twice liaoz... 1st time i was already pissed... 2nd time... thats it... my temper has a limit... to trust he has a girlfriend... i tink his girlfriend is so fucking dumb... i tink same as him.. SHIT... stupid shit....he must be acting like a better piece of shit in front of her girlfriend... i mean shit too.... his parents must have been shitty parents... not knowing how to bring up a piece of shit... it is not blood that runs in him... it is shit that runs in him...anyway... my friend was oso affected by both attacks... 1st time we do not know who was the attacker... today it was my friend that saw the shit threw papers at me when i was dozing off.... the next lesson...i confronted him nicely saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malcolm:" (shit)... sorry ... it was my fault that i doze off during lesson... but i hope u will stop throwing papers at others in class"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT: "how u noe is me?? u have eyes behind your head arhz??" (in a shitty accent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malcolm: "my friend saw u doing it...wat reason has he gotta malign u??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT: "u believe wat he says arhz?? wat he tell u , u will do izzit?? then he ask u go jump building u will jmp izzit??"(in a shitty accent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malcolm: "yes i will jump ( to prove him wrong n spite him)"&lt;br /&gt;*end*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell him tat he is the creep of his race n that he is such a sissy wussy pussy that he dun own up for his actions.... today i shall not fart... i shall shit him out of my ass...*malcolm splatters remains of SHIT (a person) into his toilet bowl*...............eeeeeeeeeeeee DIRTY MY TOILET BOWL...... shall wash away the shit....*flushes SHIT to his SHIT world....let him reunite wif his shit family*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112384673661452761?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112384673661452761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112384673661452761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112384673661452761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112384673661452761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/08/shit.html' title='SHIT'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112366122729578315</id><published>2005-08-10T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T01:07:07.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf</title><content type='html'>ok... the last 30 hours of my life hass been hell... i shall not blog abt it... coz i dun wanna spread unhappiness to any body around me... if any reads my blog that is... &gt;&lt;  .....ermm any way i shall hint abt some unhappiness within me... 1st of all... like i said.. i shall not spread unhappiness to any body as long as i noe what m i doin.... but if i accidentally inflicted any phsycological pain to u.... i m sorry... but if it is on purpose.... u pls take care.... i will not care....any way... we shud be a blessing to others.....not a pain(in the ass)... some pple shud really kill themselves being a pain is others ass... if u tink i shud die... pls come up n tell me.... coz i will explain to u y i shud not die yet... at the same time... if u ask me this question... i tink i will wish u to die too... so i will let u explain... to me... friends or foe.... damm simple.... friends got diff kind.... HI- BYE frens alot.... good frens alot... close friends alot.... girlfriend none.... but enemies... quite a handful... i onli hate few to the core... n dun worry... most of my click oso tinks the same abt u... u shud really just fuck off n die... serious... we wish that u were out of our life... believe me... if 1 person for example me... tinks that u are fucked up... nvm.... but if alot of pple think so too... u shud really wake up... if not move away from us... or find ya own species... or rather live in solitude... in the society... no man is an island.... we need friends n family.... quoted from an aunt....so...grow up....be matured can?? filter ya thoughts through ya brain b4 u tok.... dun talk cock n dun talk rot....i m like wth n wtf abt some pple of my age.... aiya... PEOPLE... JUST LIVE LIFE HAPPILY.... U HAVE ONLY 1 LIFE... 1 FRIEND OF A KIND.... MANY FRIENDS..... MANY PEOPLE IN YA LIFE....CHERISH THEM....u have only 1 life... live it well... i m not trying to be philosophical.... however i believe no matter wat nonsense i say.... confirm have abit of sense in it... at least a bit... if u cann see any sense... go bang ya head against the wall... then come back n read my blog... u read liao i guarantee u sure got sense..... CONFIRM..... fart off liaoz.... my next entry will be abt singaporeans taking mrt trains n their behaviour on board the train.... stay tuned *PoooooooooooooooooooooooT*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112366122729578315?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112366122729578315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112366122729578315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112366122729578315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112366122729578315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/08/wtf.html' title='wtf'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112322090308996076</id><published>2005-08-04T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T22:48:23.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reminisce n nostalgic</title><content type='html'>ok.... i m starting to feel that some parts of my life is missing.... i dunnoe wat... zzzzz dun tell me a girlfriend... (inner malcolm says: MAYBE) wateva... how ever i m not horny or desperate... ok... rather wat i miss may be just wat i lost... i felt that i have missed the earlier stages of my life... u noe everytime when we experience a transitional period in out life like when we change to higher institute of education? we will lose some friends n gain some new friends...not realli lost the old friends... just some how lost contact... i miss alot of pple from zhss.... but note... i dun miss the sch at all... only the pple make me miss them... i will miss the students n the student days... the teachers that taught me n some that dun teach me at all... but definitely... i will not miss the current principle.... i shall not curse abt the sch anymore... alot pple in there are already saying bad things abt the sch n since i m outta the sch i shall not tarnish its reputation any further... after all.... it is screwed up badly enuff.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the days in sec1 where by i live life happily... slack from day to day ... lol...results suck but enjoyed... sec2 morning watch jay chou mtv in class until assembly... thanx to chin yang being that willing to share his technology wif us...n oso staying back in sch doin nth....so many memories... me n CJ even stay in sch until we saw a lightning strike the road outside the classroom... at in the path where crosses the fire engine access... so many memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... even the toilet... remember got once shit until the bloody lights went off... bloody motion censor... so stupid...then remeber seeing boys being vain... wetting hair (includes myself) waxing hair n glueing hair.... the person that first comes to mind is jay... then daniel then john...lol they all dammm standard one... lol... the all the classrooms oso got bring back memory... e1... i got go flip junwei table b4... is help kinho one... lol 4e2 got go play junio's skate board there b4... n play dai dee until kena caught =X n scolded.... e3 nth much bah... seeing wenting n cheelin always there... love birds as usual but very hardworking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4e4... shawn jueling yvette edwin ying xia joei jon chan jialing chin yang cheng hong... so many pple... then 4e5 best lotsa things liaoz.... fights wif soon long.... even guo hwee that i had bad blood with has already been a part of my life.... my past... elroy laming... hong wei being childish as he is.... so many more... like chin hwee being labelled as "irst time" or virgin... just so much more... playing Black jack... no offence guys ... but u all have been a great part of my memory... 4e6 got yuhui hu i once was crazy over but now looking back finding myself being farking stupid.. playing wif the boys chinese chess... n worse of all... now is revenge time... jason koh being a farked up loser... as he is in all his games... he play dgames damm CHAO KAR... smelly leg... in direct translation but actually in this sense mean sore loser n lousy player... he lose money in black jack die die oso dun return.... pathetic mother's boy... sissy wussy... n mingyang who onli boast like hell in wateva he plays... maybe he is tat  good la... but see his results??? aiya... he n jason same kind one.. thats y so many e6 boys at the end of the year hates the 2 of them .... shall not say hu... but guess u all know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e7 nth much.... 5n1 got fadullah that farnie guy.... chee hao that joker.... yao qing hu is oso a friends that we helped each other b4 the combine science exam.... n keong... a nice guy.. well all that bring that memory.... shud look ahead of  life liaoz.... pple that come in my life... i wish u all good luck in all ya future endeavours...... best wishes in life.... take care pple... i miss u guys realli... this is not some gay shit... but realli la.... *farts*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112322090308996076?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112322090308996076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112322090308996076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112322090308996076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112322090308996076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/08/reminisce-n-nostalgic.html' title='reminisce n nostalgic'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112316225848757790</id><published>2005-08-04T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T06:30:58.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heaven HELL</title><content type='html'>ok... constantine... the movie... Hell wants him, Heaven won't take him, Earth needs him... nice movie phrase... ok...  just found it nice to blog this phrase... anyway.... today the blardy mid semester test is over... damm it fark it.... so lame... the principles of EEE paper still can manage if if did them right... but it can go both ways.... the maths test i tink can score in front, at the back dun guarantee that i can clinch all the marks... then the Digital Electronics test is purely... completely FUCKED UP.... zzzz the questions to me damm tough.... those infront which i can do  in the end the lecturer explain after the test... then he say "ALL THE QUESTION VERY EASY!...U SEE THIS ONE?? VERY SIMPLE.... THE TRICK IS HERE...." (THAT QUESTION I GOT IT WRONG ANYWAY) "THIS ON OSO BERI SIMPLE.... U SEE... THIS ONE THE TRICK IS HERE"..................................... basket!!! ALL THE QUESTIONS GOT TRICK realli lor.... all got trick one.... that i GOT TRICKED KNNCCB &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%&amp;^*!@#$%^&amp;amp;(*&amp;^%"&gt;!@#$%&amp;amp;^*!@#$%^&amp;(*&amp;amp;^%&lt;/a&gt; *CURSING LIKE MAD*.........damm it la.... DE is so hard to score lor.... need to remember quite a lot of things.... then the theory damm vague.... as if can apply to all but the question alot of twist BLOODY HELL.......!!!!!!!! so damm pissed.... MST is 10% lor........ WTF.... argh! nvm.... now better slack abit.... my autocad  assignment will need about 10 to 20 man hours... have to chiong.... then 6 weeks more the other MST 20%.... sian ji pua liaoz... better work harder....meanwhile shall slack n do some things that i wan... shall go jogging again... watch DVD wif frens n go shawn house swim.... maybe catch a show then Accelerate again... maybe will DRIFT around the corner.... u noe....EXAM IS AROUND THE CORNER.... must DRIFT pas... like Initial D.... better drift properly dun drift off course... later skid off the hill fly down n crash n DIE.......zzzzzzzzz *fart* off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112316225848757790?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112316225848757790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112316225848757790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112316225848757790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112316225848757790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/08/heaven-hell.html' title='&lt;strike&gt;heaven&lt;/strike&gt; HELL'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112290186233491121</id><published>2005-08-01T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T06:11:02.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lame shit</title><content type='html'>ok... today start of mst week... damm it... the test suck... rather i suck... i tink i screwed it up badly... damm y Poly no have ten year series one?? then can score... -.-  zzzzzZZzzz  aiya... must buck up... play less... chat less as usual... ok... i now dun chat so much le... nber blog daily... becoming too lazy... on com actually not com online... actually is to  play WCIII dota... aiya.. a bit addictive... then always play wif shawn eric edwin zw they all... as i m toking now i actually just finished a game... i dunnoe how to say... but i still shall say... it is just a game... n i noobish...so i get killed abit pissed le... u all so strong then i in game so weak... i oso wanna do some wonders in the game wat... all pple when play game wanna be GODLIKE in game mah.... i oso not exception.... just DUN PUSH me around.... i m like a ball physically... not in game... -_-  nvm i m crapping... the game shud keep the pple happy not make pple pissed or quarrel among one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... wat the hell...this week is test week n i m still playing lor... zzzZZzZ... a bit farked up leh...aiya... i wanted to do well for all my test in poly one... but this test week i abit slack , feel that i nber  study hard enuff... fark it.... still i shall not lose momentum.... must mug more... do well.... pray hard can go U.... poly must constantly do well then can get top 5% de... (TESTED &amp;amp; PROVEN).... older friends are right... poly easy to pass but hard to get distinction...i tot is becoz they dun mug... i m wrong... poly lesser reference... not like primary sch got SHOU CE as in booklets... n Ten Years Series... so... to hell wif it... must mug more...the exams u study book not good enuff one... must understand all variations... at least for my course modules.... sian ji pua liao lor.....shall fart off.... *poooOooOoooooooT*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112290186233491121?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112290186233491121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112290186233491121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112290186233491121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112290186233491121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/08/lame-shit.html' title='lame shit'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112273637436688876</id><published>2005-07-30T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T08:12:54.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just another lame day</title><content type='html'>today we go amk eat ZI CHAR to celebrate eric birthday... today his bird day.. i mean birthday LOL..... the sweet n sour pork was good YUMMY!..... ermm after we checked the receipt.. a few of us came to a conclusion... junwei blacklist the shop... for selling us curry fishhead at $15.... lame lor.. the TAU POK is more worth the money compared to the fish head... anyway... i did not really eat the fish head... dun really go for that dish... then roy found out that the cereal prawn cost $20.... felt that it was too EX.... the amount of cereals was pretty large... covering all the prawn... basket.... i dun tink they gave enuff prawn lor... though i dun eat... i feel that they somehow rip us off... anyway... onli the sweet n sour pork nice :p  we gave red packets for eric n shihui... not that we lazy to buy gifts... but just that we find it better... wif the cash... they can do wat they want... may not be a very large amount but the thought is still there....overall... i feel that the price of the whole meal was alright....still feel kinda ripped off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner... we went back amk central to play daytona.... me n roy were play house of the dead... sian ji pua... damm careless... keep shooting innocent... then after which.... shihui nidge me to play daytona against this guy... he raced wif edwin n eric before that n he damm zhuai... he let the other 2 go 1st... making him able to accelerate faster ...so... i decide to play wif him.... as usual he let me go 1st... so ... i tried to take inner lanes to travel faster n further.... lalala.... n i still win... come on la... dun pose lor... unless u can skid at the highest speed for all turns... u know ya combination of gear changing... u noe it is not the fastest... so drive on or fark off from the machine... there are pple wanting to play against their friends n not pose like u.... anyway... was pretty fun the whole night.... shall go have a few game of dota n get thrashed.... b4 muggin for mst week next week... so... farting off.... this is malcolm reporting from FART ZONE....&lt;div 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day'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112270409717895090</id><published>2005-07-29T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T23:14:57.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>songs of emotions</title><content type='html'>hey guys... u may wonder y i publish some lyrics on my blog... these songs have definitely taken over my mind at some point of time by storm.... they do reflect some of my feelings... n i believe oso reflect some of u pple's feelings too... the lyrics are pretty meaningful to me... the songs are of course nice... if u wan them... ask them from me via msn.... i will definitely like to share them wif u.... peace out....*POOT* girl... i hope u noe how i feel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112270409717895090?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112270409717895090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112270409717895090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112270409717895090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112270409717895090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/07/songs-of-emotions.html' title='songs of emotions'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112270386999197172</id><published>2005-07-29T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T23:11:09.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the girl on tv</title><content type='html'>I wish for you on a fallin' star,&lt;br /&gt;wonderin' where you are,&lt;br /&gt;do I ever cross your mind,&lt;br /&gt;In the warm sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;she's from the city of angels,&lt;br /&gt;like Betty Davis,James Dean,and Gable,&lt;br /&gt;never know what she means to me.&lt;br /&gt;I fell for the girl that's on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her at a counter affair,&lt;br /&gt;she wore a green dress,&lt;br /&gt;and everybody was there,&lt;br /&gt;felt out of place till she looked into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Shook your hand around 9 P.M. about&lt;br /&gt;never gonna be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;Never had to be on a movie screen&lt;br /&gt; to be the leading lady in all my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;Shooby-doo-wop,and scobby snacks,&lt;br /&gt;met a fly girl and i can't relax,&lt;br /&gt;the only problem is she's a movie star,Oh,&lt;br /&gt;my friends,they won't believe me,&lt;br /&gt;if they could only see me,&lt;br /&gt;at the risk of sounding cheesy,&lt;br /&gt;i think i fell for the girl on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows her name,&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take a picture and their glad she came,&lt;br /&gt;But I just want to be there when she's down,down(Be there when she's down)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want her autograph,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to call her up and make her laugh,&lt;br /&gt;Never had to be on a movie screen,&lt;br /&gt;To be the leading lady in all my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Shooby doo-wap &amp; scooby snacks,&lt;br /&gt;I Met a fly girl and I can't relax&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is she's a movie star, Oh,&lt;br /&gt;My friends they won't believe me&lt;br /&gt;If they could only see me,&lt;br /&gt;At the risk of sounding cheezy,&lt;br /&gt;I think I fell for the girl on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishin' on a star....and wonderin' where you are&lt;br /&gt;Do i cross your mind??In the warm sunshine???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rich's Rap]-&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,So I wish for you on a bright shining star,&lt;br /&gt;Every where I look there you are,&lt;br /&gt;There you are It's the girl in the green dress,&lt;br /&gt;She took my breath away,And now I look to the sky, For a better day,&lt;br /&gt;To the beach shore and scooby snacks, I met a fly girl and I can't relax,&lt;br /&gt;Never had to be on a movie screen Cause she's the leading lady in all my dreams,I wish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112270386999197172?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112270386999197172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112270386999197172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112270386999197172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112270386999197172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/07/girl-on-tv.html' title='the girl on tv'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112262327751284158</id><published>2005-07-29T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T23:07:23.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mr brightside</title><content type='html'>I'm coming out of my cage&lt;br /&gt;And I have been doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;Gotta gotta be down&lt;br /&gt;Because I want it all&lt;br /&gt;It started out with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;How did it end up like this&lt;br /&gt;It was only a kiss,&lt;br /&gt;it was only a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Now I am falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;And she is calling a cab&lt;br /&gt;While he is having a smoke&lt;br /&gt;And she is taking a drag&lt;br /&gt;Now they are going to bed&lt;br /&gt;And my stomach is sick&lt;br /&gt;And it is all in my head&lt;br /&gt;But she is touching his chest&lt;br /&gt;Now, he takes off her dress&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me go&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot look its killing me&lt;br /&gt;And taking control&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, turning saints into the sea&lt;br /&gt;Swimming through sick lullabies&lt;br /&gt;Choking on your alibis&lt;br /&gt;But it is just the price I pay&lt;br /&gt;Destiny is calling me&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eager eyes&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am Mr Brightside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112262327751284158?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112262327751284158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112262327751284158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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craving for soya bean milk... budden..after reaching home... as usual i quenched my thirst wif cold water... killing the thirst... i lost all crave for soya bean -.- then after a damm long time... i finally go n buy my own breakfast... i volunteered to help my family buy... but no one wanted to buy anything... felt FISHY... did i do anything wrong that pple give me a cold shoulder?? aiya... hack care la... then supposed to go do work instead went to slp.... ZZzZzzz so lame... now then wake up... 2.00 pm :P   so.. i shall start my hard work n chiong till late night.. eric n shihui's birthday celebration coming soon on sat... wanna watch wet dreams 2 leh... but i doubt the guys will agree =x  *horny look* bleah... cannot be horny... later kena slaughtered :x  kk gtg *poot*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112253443104171105?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112253443104171105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112253443104171105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112253443104171105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112253443104171105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/07/chilling-out.html' title='chilling out'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112245977955777630</id><published>2005-07-27T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T03:23:39.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goin to hell</title><content type='html'>blardy hell... this morning my com kena spyware... n thanx to it i cannot even backup my files... i lost all my farnie clips.... n some of my pics... including (her) pictures... i m so damm pissed now... ok.... CJ came to help me reformat my com... my heart sank the moment he pressed the button to reformat... so blardy sad... some songs are gone... have to use mp3 player songs... phew.. luckily... my mp3 player can display pix... so i did save her pictures in... =) so i can still retrieve them back :p anyway... the com is finally up... thanx ah tan... now can use hamachi liaoz... so i shall game wif my frens after my test week... shall let them have a taste of my CS skills muahahahaz.... then maybe try dota wif shawn n edwin they all.... but i m lagging behind themm... they damm pro.... so i shall see abt it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway shud concentrate on my tests my week... maths ortunately they reduced the syllabus tested... so i can slack a bit more... but shall call over 2 friends to revise together.... (trying to work hard)...PEEE my foreign fren is good at it.. in case got tough questions he can teach... zx too will benefit :P ... electronics module suck too... but none the less... i shall do my best... come on la... who ever that is hardworking in poly... who doesn't wanna fight for a spot in local U?? so beat it malcolm.... fart off n start working hard... blog less... chat less... meanwhile i tink CS wif Cj will be FUN! lol.... slack until tmr bah... n go back to the battlefield....*fart* will upload pics asap... my headstand pic gone!!! muff.. remember to send me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112245977955777630?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112245977955777630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112245977955777630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112245977955777630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112245977955777630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/07/goin-to-hell.html' title='goin to hell'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14780386.post-112231341532665690</id><published>2005-07-25T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T00:56:09.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life</title><content type='html'>first of all...this is my blog.. i m pretty excited, got lotsa things to do... links....edit the whole blog... change the song... but most importantly i wanan thank profire...he is the creator of this blog skin... all the blog skin damm sissy coz uploaded by girls... wanted to look for something more for a boy :p then since i have no fav bands... i went for games... here i m with starcraft... where the game engulfed my whole brain 2 years back... thanx to pple like chinyang that i got in touch wif this cool game.. lotsa things to say , however.. i shall stop here n fart some other time...gotta go support shawn in his rugby match soon... see him getting speared lol...will be back soon to fart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14780386-112231341532665690?l=malcolmfarted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/feeds/112231341532665690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14780386&amp;postID=112231341532665690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112231341532665690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14780386/posts/default/112231341532665690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcolmfarted.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>[M]@[L]c[0]L[m]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226442747803673455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
