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Tuesday, May 30, 2006


Jus 2 random photographs. Wonder whether they r the same person.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

miss betty


IF YOU THOUGHT ___________WAS AS MANLY AS THEY COME.

THINK AGAIN

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

hello teamb revival

HELLO!!!

haha for the sake of teamb i shall be putting up old convos here way back in sec4 for your reading pleasure. heres part 1 of the angst chronicles:

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

Hello is this Jonathan?

jon says:

Yes?

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

Is this Jonathan or his brother?

jon says:

Me.

jon says:

Please, refer me not as his brother.

jon says:

It is so degrading.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

wa this is damn fun

=[darkoes]= says:

lol

=[darkoes]= says:

i shall talk to him

-[cHinKs]=- says:

lets invite jian and mr. joshua here

-[cHinKs]=- says:

then fire qns abt angst

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com has been added to the conversation.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

jian

-[cHinKs]=- says:

invite the bloke here and ask him qns about angst

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

lol

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

sure

jon has been added to the conversation.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

hey good brother of jonathan the man!

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

Hello.

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

We are the friends of Jonathan.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Yup

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

We are writing a testimonial for him.

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

We want to know what you think about hm.

jon says:

Really horrible.

jon says:

Repulsive and repugnant.

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

May I enquire why you say so?

=[darkoes]= says:

Is R a favourite letter of yours?

jon says:

No.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

We have always held Jonathan in high regard

jon says:

I haven't.

jon says:

You should see him at home.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Is he not held in as high regard at home?

jon says:

Oh, he must be if he whacks my butt and pretends that he didn't do it.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Oh my he's such an angel in school

jon says:

Rubbish.

jon says:

His shirt is forever tucked out.

jon says:

Complete disrespect for rules.

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

That I must agree to some extent.

jon says:

And sadly lacking in a sense of decorum.

jon says:

I mean, I am the epitome of human righteousness.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Indeed we must agree upon that point

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Please do soemthing about his hair!

jon says:

He, on the other hand, is the devil incarnate.

=[darkoes]= says:

But you must admit you are physically inferior.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

He has told us many a tale of how he has pummelled you to submission

jon says:

Bah. Physical barriers can easily be circumvented by the mind.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Makingg you grovel at his feet

jon says:

At least I am not as intellectually challenged as him.

jon says:

I prefer to be more refined.

=[darkoes]= says:

So who is this genius we are conversing with?

jon says:

Oh?

jon says:

Someone not worth mentioning.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Sigh such a humble man you are

jon says:

But at least better than the disgusting boy he is.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Much unlike that arrogant brash mofo of your good brother

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

I must be inclined to bring up the fact that Jonathan has on many occasions smeared your name in conversations with us

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

*.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Indeed he has

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Now we have seen the light

jon says:

I am pleased to hear that.

=[darkoes]= says:

Jonathan is always bragging about the size of his house...Like a palace by the lakeside, he says

jon says:

Rubbish.

jon says:

It is but a humble abode which we live in temporarily till we move to the place above.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

He often says he does nothing but sleep at home yet manages to attain stellar grades

jon says:

His grades are stellar?

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Do you often observe this?

jon says:

My foot.

jon says:

I get over 80 and still I don't think that's good.

jon says:

How absurd.

jon says:

It is better work hard to get 100 than to slack and get A1.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Do you happen to have any insights into Jonathan's personal life?

jon says:

I prefer not to comment.

jon says:

After all, is it worth mentioning the beast?

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Often we hear of his trysts with a certain Andrea

jon says:

?

jon says:

Never heard of her before.

jon says:

If there is one female my brother likes, it is my mother.

jon says:

He sticks to her like glue.

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

I am certainly surprised to hear that.

Friday, October 14, 2005

angst in demand

found this off a dating site lollerskates. the magic of google.

HiE, my name is Pebbles and I'm looking for my "Bam-Bam" to sweep me off my feet.

Pebbles posted this profile on 9/26/2000:

Name:Pebbles

AKA: Skylah, Pebbs

Addictions: searching for my Bam-Bam

Alcohol: sometimes

Area Code:212

Art: n/a

Astrology: will tell you later

Birthdate: 1972

Books: There's so many. I can't remember them all.

Boxers or Briefs?: For him-definitely boxers. For me-Thongs or bloomers.

Bra-Size: 46C

Build: broad shoulders.....Hut hut hut...^tackle^

Clothes: Yes, I have clothes. What do you think, I walk around naked *eeeeeek*.

Computer: Yep, the no-frill brand. {laughing}

Drugs: no

Education: Ok, are you going to judge me by how much education I have?!

Ethnic: Miss. Blaque American

Exercise: I wouldn't be on this site if I did it often. {laughing}

Eyes: pretty brown eyes

Family: yes, and I hope my bam-bam loves his family just as much as I do.

Fertility: *fingers cross*

Food: If it looks good, smell good, and season good. Oh yeah I'll eat it.

Freckles: not

Great First Date: I want my "Bam-Bam" to decide.

Hair: straight brown

Hats: no

Height: past 5'7

Hugs: nice and warm, peeze. ;}

Instrument: no

Interests: "BAM-BAM"-my soul mate-my kindred love muffin {snicker}. Looking for an honest man.

Jewelry: diamonds are a girls best friend.

Kids: no

Language: ingles y espanol, un poco

Location: Manhattan

Magazines: Jet, Ebony, and People

Married?: *fingers cross* {wishing on a star}

Movies: anything thats funny, scary,romantic or dramatic. I think thats everything

Music: "The jeffersons theme song"..."Good Times theme song" "Roswell theme song" I'm really into the Tv shows/drama theme song genre. *laughing my ass off* But it's the truth. I like pop music too.

Myers-Briggs Type (MBTI): No thanks! I'm a "Bam-Bam" type. *) "Yabba Dabba Dooo"

Occupation: self employed

Orientation: real men only

Pajamas: yes

Paper/Plastic? and asking this question will......?

Pets: allergic

Politics: enough already-Gore 100%

Quote: "Looking for Love in all the wrong places"

Rltnshps: friends for a little while/serious/marriage-maybe. "Bam-Bam" I'm here for ya babe-bey.

Shoes: are you buying me a pair?! (s)

Sport: I like playing TOUCH football. *wink)

TV: martin, roswell, the parkers, and Angel.

Time Mgmt: and this information is needed because.........??

Travel: I want to go to Hawaii. (hint)

Weight: 325+

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

ahahaha saw this on chunk hos blog(which incidentally has become like 10 times cooler than ours)

“You guys have gf or not?” - Mrs Smith
“Yes.” - MJ
“So early? RGS ar? – Mrs Smith
“No. DHS.” - MJ
“Rest of you don’t worry ar…
there are many pebbles on the beach.” - Mrs Smith
“Louis has three pebbles!” – Minghan
“There was a flood yesterday. All washed away.” – Eric
“You guys know how pebbles(girls) are created?” – Mrs Smith
“Weathering!” – Yong Chyuan

Monday, October 10, 2005

the poop name list

www.poopnames.com

The Perfect Dump - Every once in a while, each of us experiences a perfect dump, it's rare, but a thing of beauty in all respects. You sit down expecting the worst, but what you get is a smooth sliding, fartless masterpiece that breaks the water with the splashless grace of an expert diver. But that's not the end of it. You use some toilet tissue only to find that it was totally unnecessary. It makes you feel that all is right with the world and you are in perfect harmony with it.

The Beer Dump - Talk about nasty dumps. Depending on the dumper's tolerance, the beer dump is the end result of too many beers. it could have been 2 or 22, it doesn't matter. What you get is a sinister, lengthy, noisy dump accompanied by a malevolent fog that could close a bathroom for days.

The Chili Dump - Hot when it goes in, and rocket fuel when it leaves. The chili dump stays with you all day, making your tush feel like a heat shield.

The Cable Dump - Long, curly and perfectly formed like 2 feet of E13 telephone CO-axial cable. It loops lazily around the bowl, like a friendly serpent. You wonder admiringly, "DID I DO THAT? Where did it come from?" you leave the bathroom pleased with yourself.

The Latrine Dump - In case you didn't know, a latrine is a hole in the ground with a tent around it where soldiers, boy scouts and flies go to dump. Tip: Don't ever, ever look in the hole.

The Mona Lisa Dump - This is the masterpiece of dumps. It's as perfectly formed as it can be. Delicate and slender with intricacies that would make da Vinci weep. And just think, you made it yourself. You may even want to break out the Polaroid, but maybe that's going a bit too far.

The Empty Roll Dump - You're done...you reach for the toilet paper only to discover that empty cardboard cylinder. A mild panic begins coldly in your throat. You could use the curtains...no, someone would say "Where are the curtains?" Then what would you say? The rug?...too cumbersome. Then you must come to the same conclusion that every "empty roll dumper" must face...Pull up your slacks, tighten your tush and wriggle yourself to the nearest full roll.

The Splash Back Dump - You send the dump on its way, it drops like a depth charge into the bowl creating a column of cold bowl water that washes your bottom with a startlingly unpleasant shock. Now you're wet and embarrassed.Tip: Blot instead of wiping.

The Aborted Dump - You are in mid-dump when the phone rings. What do you do? ABORT! Pinch it off, go for the phone, and save the rest for later. It isn't pretty, but you've gotta do what you gotta do

The Caesarian Dump - Pain, that's what this dump and childbirth have in common. Its simply a case of too much dump trying to go through too small a hole, and there's no obstetrician to help.

The Alfresco Dump - Everyone has had to go outdoors from time to time. This can be a rather pleasant experience really. The open air, the nature, and a good bush all contribute to the peaceful ambiance that our primitive forefathers must have enjoyed. What can screw up this harmonious interlude is a troop of brownies or a patch of poison ivy.

The Childbirth Dump - This is a dump that is simply too big to go through the aperture provided by nature for the purpose. You sit there, thinking over your dilemma. First it hurts, and it isn't going to get any better. You wonder if you'll ever see your loved ones again. You imagine the newspaper headlines screaming "Man dies trying to hatch monster loaf". You realize you'll have to resolve the crisis before you can leave the bathroom. Basically there are only three things you can do:
1. Scream 2. Call an Obstetrician 3. Hope like hell have enough Vaseline to get you through it.

The Tijuana Trot Dump - The phrase "Sh*t Happens" really applies here in a big way. When the ice in your tainted margarita makes contact with your lower intestinal tract, the fun begins. For the next 72 hours you'd be better off if you carried your own portable toilet with you because you will spend most of that time on the pot and the rest of the time in a fetal position. Now you realize why Mexico never had a navy.

The Machine Gun Dump - You're just sitting there in a state of sublime peace when all of a sudden you emit a group of noisy gassy bursts that break the silence like machine gun fire. The guy in the next stall hits the floor like a combat veteran cradling his umbrella like an M16...damn commies.

The Sound Effect Dump - You feel a noisy one coming on. Relatives, friends or work mates are within earshot, so you must employ some clever techniques to cover the disgusting sounds you are about to emit. Timing is obviously very important here. At the precise moment of release, try the following sound effects:
1. Flush the toilet 2. Sing the first two stanzas of your national anthem 3. Drop a handful of quarters on the floor

The Security Dump - You have enough on your mind when you're in the bathroom without worrying about a lockless door and someone bursting in to find you in mid-dump mode. So how can you prevent this embarrassing spectacle from taking place? One way is to strategically place your foot against the door. If you can't reach to do this...hum loudly

The Cling-On Dump - For the most part you've completed your dump, but there's one little morsel that refuses to drop off. You're getting impatient. Someone else wants to use your stall. So, you grip the seat with both hands and wriggle, twist and pump but that last little stubborn piece just hangs there, suspended, clinging like a canned peach between you and the bowl water. Maybe the person pounding impatiently on the door has scissors

The Houdini Dump - You go, then you stand up to flush, and the darn thing has disappeared. Where'd it go? Did it creep down the pipe? Did you dream the whole thing? Is it lurking out of sight? Should you wipe...maybe you should just to make sure you went. Should you flush? you'd better, because if you don't, you know it will reappear and smile at the next person who comes in

The Flu Dump - You feel so bad that you don't know which end of you to put down first. You have roaring cramps, so you sit down. Then a wave of nausea rolls over you like a cold fog, so you stand up and cramps squeeze your intestines like a vice so you sit down again...up down up down. Don't you wish Mom were close by?

The Porta-Pottie Dump - Construction workers and outdoor concert goers will tell you about going in a portable toilet. My best description would be, "Its like taking a shit in an upright coffin". Its claustrophobic and it smells bad...best advice...go in a paper cup.

The Proctologist Dump - In the beginning, the lord created the earth, the sky and the firmament, but I hope he didn't create this dump, because there is nothing biblical about it, you run out of gas. That's right, you run out of propulsion. The dump is right there at the end of your barrel and refuses to go any further. You grunt, you squeeze, you wriggle but it just stays there like a lump of lead. You've only got two choices here. One is to squeeze the damn thing back up your intestine and wait until next time. The other is to pretend you're a proctologist and go after it yourself. Not a pretty picture is it??

The Whole Roll Dump - No matter how much you wipe, it doesn't seem to be enough. You blow the whole roll and you have to flush 25 times too. The whole episode is consumer waste.

The Graffiti Dump - You flush the dump and the swirling motion of the receding bowl water forces the dump to the porcelain sides, scraping a creative squiggle on its way down. You flush again but the curlicue hangs there...love it or leave it. Its your choice.

The Encore Dump - Ahhhh, you're done, so you wipe, put yourself together, wash your hands and are about to vacate the bathroom when you feel another dump coming. You have to return for a curtain call. The world's record is seven encores.

The Born Again Dump - This is a dump that's going so badly, you say "Lord, if I live through this, I'll take up religion" you always get through it, but seldom keep the promise you made in desperation, because a born again dump is like childbirth...you forget the pain quickly.

Ghost Poopie-The kind where you feel the Poopie come out, but there's no poopie in the toilet.
Clean Poopie-The kind where you poopie it out, see it in the toilet, but there is nothing on the toilet paper.
Wet Poopie-The kind where you wipe your butt fifty times and it still feels unwiped, so you have to put some toilet paper between your butt and your underwear so you don't runie them with a stain.
Second Wave Poopie-The kind that happens when you're done poopie-ing and you've pulled your pants up to your knees, and you realize you have to poopie some more.
Turtle Poopie-The kind of poopie that pops out a little and goes back in a few times before it finallly comes out
Pop-a-Vein-in-your-Forehead-Poopie-The kind where you strain so much to get it out, you practically have a stroke.
Lincoln Log Poopie-The kind of Poopie that is so huge you're afraid to flush without first breaking it into little pieces with the plunger.
Gas-sy Poopie-The kind where it's so noisy, everyone within earshot is giggling!
Drinker Poopie-The kind of Poopie you have the morning after a long night of drinking. It's most noticeable trait is the skid marks on the bottom of the toilet.
Corn Poopie-(Self explanatory)
Gee-I-Wish-I-Could-Poop Poopie-The kind where you want to Poopie, but all you do is it on the toilet and fart a few times.
Spinal Tap Poopie-That's the kind when it hurts so badly coming out, you swear it was leaving you sideways.
Wet Cheeks Poopie (The Power Dump)-The kind that comes out of your butt so fast, your butt cheeks get spashed with water.
Liquid Poopie-The kind where yellowish-brown liquid shoots you of your butt and spashes all over the toilet bowl.
Mexican Poopie-The kind that smells so bad your nose burns.
Upper Class Poopie-The kind of Poopie that doesn't smell.
The Suprise Poopie-You are not even at the toilet, because you are sure you are about to fart, but, OOPS---a Poopie!
The Dangling Poopie-This Poopie refuses to drop into the toilet even though you know you are done poopie-ing. You just pray that a shake or two will cut it loose.
Fisherman's Bobber Poopie-You are in a public restroom with two people waiting on your stall, you poopie and flush two times, but several golfball pieces are still floating above the water line.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Berge is innocent i tink (n mr tan too)

Berge is a perfect model student in rj, his secret being the eating of baos which jian has so far failed to achieve. By the way, Mr Tan decided to cancel klass outing from mon to wed as certain fellow classmates (tennis captain) had ccal activities.

I must say that I disagree completely wif Joonang's description of Berge as an "innocent" person.

Remarks abt the previous post

The post below is written by a psychological disturbed person. U hav just to read wat he said abt berge to know that he loves slandering innocent ppl.