Too much to talk about

So much stuff, so little time. Really too tired to blog now. I'll just summarize what I have to say in point form.

-Being paid to be Santa Claus in front of the public is much more worse and less fulfilling then doing it from the bottom of your heart pro-bono in a Christmas outreach event

-Church camp, was, not gonna suger-coat it... Weird. It covered the whole spectrum of stuff. Its the best camp I ever been to, and also the worst. I had the best of times there, and also the lowest of times. Made some great friends and ticked off some old ones. Worked my best and slacked the most. Learned alot and learned nothing. Had a great location and also a not very conducive one. Was one of the best organized camps, but also organized in a strange way. Found out alot of things about myself, but am even more confused. Discouraged and encouraged me. Was spiritually attacked yet spiritually enlightened.

Anyway, at least the good outweigh the bad. In fact, its the bad parts of the camp that taught me alot of things.

Overall, this is definitely a very different camp for me. No impulsive jump jump or emo emo times. No reached-the-top-and-slide-back-down feelings. Rather than my other camps, which I felt were mountain peaks of my life, I felt this camp was a pit stop in the on-going climb up the (almost) never ending mountain of life.

I went for camp for two main purposes: To serve my best to God as a sub-comm member, and to reconnect with God. I'm glad I kind of fulfilled both objectives. Now its just up to me on my daily journey to take up my cross and follow Jesus.

-Carolling at taka was awesome.

-I STILL HAVN'T PLAYED LEFT 4 DEAD 2!!!!!!!!

-Thezenofben will not open until the front design has been finalized. That could take awhile.

-Cheer up, girl.

-Made some resolutions, but i shall break my ongoing resolution to not wait for New Year to make resolutions by procrastinating.

-lolololololololololololololololololololol

-Wow I became more and more lazy in typing posts. Just compare this with my posts of last year. Haha.

-Cya soon ppl

EPIC WEBCOMIC FANART HOLY SHIT

I just did the most epic fan-art that I have ever done! Ok, my only fan-art I ever done... But still EFFING EPIC HELL YEAH!

I did it hoping to win a t-shirt and stuff. And to kickstart my artistic career.

The webcomic is bearvszombies It has zombies and bears. Bears that talk. And are awesome. Talking animals too. And lots of undead celebrities.

Anyway heres THE EFFING SWEET PIECE OF ART WORK OH MY GOODNESS COWER IN FEAR YOU MORTALS

(sorry, having the case of finished-artwork-ego)



ITS TOO AWESOME OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT YOU

Really, sorry.

Anyway, thanks to my bro's girlfriend, who taught me gimp (even though she also use for first time), and Christie Tseng from deviantart who allowed me to use the background.

Awesome.

Busybusybusy

Looks like I won't be able to open thezenofben or update anytime soon. Theres term tests and projects to be done. After that theres church camp, and after that its carolling!!! Ugh soooo busy.... Anyway nothings gonna happen with the blogs anytime until, like probably after camp or something. 对不去！

P.S. I know 对不起 not 对不去 but my cheenis is so bad it'll sound like that

NO REALLY

LIVING PROOF HERE!


PHOTOS!!!!!!





SONGS!!!!!





WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111111111one




AAAAAAH CANNOT WAIT LOLOLOLOLOL sorry himbo moment

ZENINHISBEN OFFICIAL COUNTDOWN

I got some material for Zeninhisben, and it will be up real soon! Got quizzes and tests to clear first.

Promise.

Thanks for your faithfulness.

under construction

To prove that i'm actually doing something, hears a sneak preview.

Its gonna fail like this blog anyway but never mind.

When it officially opens you guys will know. Thanks!

lolololol

Thezenofben will be created once Ben is bored. That could be anytime within the next 10 years. Anyway this blog won't be updated till then. Sorry.

Ty for visiting.

Dictionary for frustrated people

Medical Electronics [med-i-kuh i-lek-tron-iks, ee-lek-tron-iks]

-noun

1. A compulsory core subject in Biomedical Informatics & Engineering that Ben Leong is going to fail so bad
2. A inane process of doing something over and over and over and over again to see some elusive signal in a oscilloscope
3. Something that one puts in all his blood, sweat and tears in, but yielding nothing in return.



Pardon my language, but I really need to let it out.

FUCK IT.

Sorry.

I need something to at least work so badly. Let's not talk about any other subjects. Like Netfund. Why does it seem like I'm the only one in class who find it repulsive?


HALP

Every new beginning come from some other beginning's end.

First off, I would like to announce that Beninhisden.blogspot.com will be made obsolete soon. I just not a blog kind of person, I realised.

And blogspot is unfriendly in uploading images.
Blogspot is quite fail actually.

I'm kind of thinking of starting anew... u know? something more different. more weird. more adventurous. more epic.

Not a blog though.

Maybe like a personal website or something.

....
...
....

I like comics.
I like songwriting.
I like photography.
I hate blogging. Or reading other ppl's blogs, for the matter. Not yours, though. Your blog is awesome. If you have one. I'm talking about other people's ones. Yep.


All my life, I had lots of ideas running around my head. They can be anything involving me doing something big. And successful. Things like manning a successful enterprise. Or being a successful rock star. Or a successful rugby player.

Then I have more simple but still kinda-unrealistic ideas. Like successfully writing a proper song. Or have my own successful webcomic. Or successfuly updating a blog.

But the thing is, no matter what dreams or what funny ideas i have, I never even accomplish it.

Because I don't even attempt it.

Damn you facebook quizzes, computer games, bad websites... damn you things that waste my time!

I wasted a good amount of my life on things that never mattered. Maybe it mattered for that minute. I did not use it to start building my dreams into reality.

Simple "dreams" like getting my GPA out of the 2.3 region (there. I made it public) by actually sitting down and studying has been destroyed because of my love of wasting time. I am more than capable of doing it. But the point is, i'm not even trying.

rrrgh.

Anyway, my current short term goal is to score good marks for my semester exams. Thats my last chance of redemption. Quizzes are gone. Virtually all of them.

Oh, and also to reach school on time for once.

Unfortunately, the only way to do this is to declare war on everything that stops me from doing anything productive. (except playing guitar. That is considered productive usage of time. Seriously)

First thing to do is to stop typing now at 1.15 am and actually sleep early. That way I won't wake up late tomorrow.

Next, I should try and write another song.

Then spent some time with God, and sleep.

Wake up early.

Revise maths for upcoming quiz.

Start soldering. Yes, i did not even solder my ecg project. I'm probally the last one in class.

Shit!







Anyway, back to my first point, i'll probably stop updating beninhisden. Maybe only for memes, because memes are awesome.

Blogging is a total waste of time.

But ironically i hope to start another blog once exams are over.
Not really a blog... more of a website that allows me to actually have an attempt for accomplishing some dreams i have. Might die like this website, but at least I can say i tried.

When Thezenofben is created, you guys will know.

Anyway, goodbye blogosphere. For now, at least.

I got to stop wasting my life away.

This is war. And I can only win it with God by my side.

Ok. Good night. Gotta try waking up early once in a while.

This is not a good bye. This is a "see you later, alligator"

再见。

Is there something wrong with blogspot!?!?!?

I can't seem to write a post properlly!!! I writing this on the "preview" screen, and theres like a big white space in between this little box and the title.... everything is basically screwed up. I can't upload photos or do nothing.

Someone help!

upcoming changes in every dang thing

im in your netfund lab, not doing your lab work....

Firstly i would like to say i really dislike netfund, to the point that i find it the most boring subject i have taken in poly. Its not because its hard or what, its reeeeeeeeeally dry. If I wanted to learn how to set up a LAN shop, I would have joined IT. Thats what i keep telling ppl.

Anyway I want to make changes. Firstly in this blog.

I want to start updating regularly again. Sorry for the 1 month lapse of updates. I would like to start by redesigning the whole thing. Either change the skin or make my own (don't know how, can ask ppl). I would give the cute dog a break from screaming "BEN IN HIS DEN!" everytimesomeone comes here (which is like once every year). He'll be relegated into a smaller role, with hopefully some new "artwork".

Next, I want to make changes in my studies. I have to start nao. No more procastination/.

I also want to honour my commitment to not sleep past 2 o' clock, and come to school on time for a change.

That would be all. Too much change is bad. Even Obama takes his Change pledge slow, so i better do that too.

I'm going through changes. - Ozzy Osbourne

Killing Fields re-uploaded. Fuck you terrorists.

This was written after the Mumbai attacks. I'm re-posting this in response to the recent Jakarta bombing.

This kind of shit really affects me. I don't see why so many innocent people have to die so unnecessarily like this. I really really really still can't grasp what the ones who commit such deeds gain. This was an attempt to get into their minds and try to fathom what are going on in their minds. This is as close I can get. But I still don't understand.

Killing Fields Of Hate

Killing fields of hate
Killing fields of blood so red
How I love to fight in your
Killing fields of hate

See these guns and bombs of mine
With these I put my life on the line
And on the blood of innocents I shall dine

See all this unbridled rage
Demons released from its cage
I will turn the page

What for? I don’t know
For peace? Love? Justice? God?
It seems that death is the only way
Maybe I’m brainwashed.
Maybe I’m possessed
Or maybe I just love to be in the

Killing fields of hate
Killing fields of blood so red
How I love to die
In your killing fields of hate

See the lies I have swallowed
And the ammunition I have borrowed
Hatred and prejudice soon followed

See the people in the meadow
If only they just lined up and follow
Where they deserved to be they shall go

What for? Personal gain?
Someone arrest me or I’ll kill them
Corrupted by the inconvenient truth of man
Maybe I’m crazy
Maybe I’m suicidal
Or maybe I just love to be in the

Killing fields of hate
Killing fields of blood so red
How everyone is going to suffer
In my personal fields of hate

Wow an update

Discuss

Ben has been tired since he came back from Cebu and too busy watching Jigoku Shoujo to update the blog. He promise to update soon, probably about Philippines.

Blood On Your Hands + facebook quizzes

I'm so bored I made not one, but two facebook quizzes. But I'm not conformist enough to ask you how well do you know me. Instead, I will ask about my music tastes. I noticed that no one really knows my musical tastes. For some reason people think I'm one of those metalheads (HINT HINT). Go do it if you're bored.

Part 1: Not Easy
http://apps.facebook.com/quizdoyouknowme/take_quiz.jsp?q=10931429&key=V827

Part 2: Harder.
http://apps.facebook.com/quizdoyouknowme/take_quiz.jsp?q=11419559&key=LI3C

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It's been months since I had any inspiration.
This song is dedicated to the governments, corporations, organizations and bullies that terrorize the lives of innocents just to satisfy their greed.

Blood On Your Hands

You think about nothing when it comes to stepping on the poor
You indulge in pleasures that muffles the cries of the meek
All you care about, is money, power, fame, sex, that kind of thing
You never realised, the amount of blood stained on your hands

You got blood, blood, blood all over your hands
And your fake, fake, fake pretentious friends
You gotta pay, pay, pay for your crimes
And gotta do, do, do the time

If you go down, down, down to that hell
With your dumb, dumb, dumb cronies as well
Don't say that no, no, no one told you
About the blood, blood, blood on your hands

Families are broken because of your insatiable greed
Lives are shattered to fulfill your little fantasies
Manipulating innocents doesn't even make you finch
It's only their blood that is flowing through your hands


You got blood, blood, blood all over your hands
With your fake, fake, fake pretentious friends
You gotta pay, pay, pay for your crimes
And gotta do, do, do the time

If you go down, down, down to your hell
With your dumb, dumb, dumb cronies as well
Don't say that no, no, no one told you
About the blood, blood, blood on your hands

Things I want to do in my life: Awesomeness - Effort Needed chart

After seeing this, I got inspired to do a similar chart.

X-Axis: Amount Of Effort Needed To Acheive
Y-Axis: Amount Of Awesomeness Felt If Succesful

Y= (½abcͩʰcosß)X² + over9000C

Yes my handwriting is atrocious

It saddens me that all the "realistic" goals are at the bottom right.

Do something similiar!

Another boring meme

Thanks LZ for making me feel like doing this total waste-of-time.

1. If your doctor told you TODAY that you were pregnant, what would you say?
Twins? Please say its twins! A boy and girl! Oh, and can you run a gender check on me too?

2. Do you trust all of your friends?
Generally, yes.

3. Would you move to another state or country to be with the one you love?
Depends.

4. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason?
Yeah

5. Can you make a dollar in change right now?
Too lazy to check. Don't think so.

6. Which one of your friends do you think would make the best doctor?
Michele Tan. Purely because she's the only one I know in Biomedical Science. And go ahead at laugh at my choice.

7. Are you afraid of falling in love?
I'm afraid of commitment

9. Is there someone who pops into your mind at random times?
Like everyone

10. Whats your most favorite scar?
A close tie between the chicken pox scar on my left hand, and the impetigo (soil viral infection) scar on my right feet. The former reminds me of my carefree nursery days, while the latter reminds me of my rugby days. Fun times.

11. When was the last time you flew in a plane?
Last year February, to India

12. What did the last text message you sent say?
"Are we meeting" to Jessica, for mission trip prep.

13. What features do you find most attractive in the preferred sex?
Boobs.

14. Fill in the blank:
lololololololololololololol

15. What is a goal would you like to accomplish in the near future?
Push up my horrible GPA.

16. If you were to wake up from being in a coma for an extended time who would you call?
I think I'll be too wasted to do anything at the moment. I hope the nurse will call my family, or better yet, they were already at my bedside.

17. How many kids do you want to have?
Either 3, two twins of a different gender + one, or 2, both different gender. Yes I'm fussy

18. Would you make a good parent?
I'm not sure... I think I need to grow up a little first

19. Where was your profile picture taken?
Blog: MS Paint
Facebook: Hotel 81 Kebangan
MSN: Bugis Street

20. Whats your middle name?
Yong Quan

21. Honestly, whats on your mind right now?
Boobs.

22. If you could go back in time and change something, what would it be?
Play more basketball. Play properly during my very last rugby Police Cup match. I think one of my mistakes caused my entire team to be kicked out of the last tournament. Dammit. But to give some consolation, the entire team played badly. And go for the school Music Vox (band) cca meet-up which I was too lazy to go at that moment.

23. Who will be the maid of honour/ best man in your wedding??
Dunno

24. What are you wearing right now?
tshirt and shorts. Yellow underwear.

25. Righty or Lefty?
I support the left, but my political convictions lean towards the right. I support traditional values but I support the objectives of liberals in general.

I'm right handed, for those who don't understand the other answer.

26. Best place to eat?
India. Home-cooked food by the pastor's wife. Shiok.

27. Favorite jeans?
The darker one.

28. Favorite animal?
A close call between Dogs and Horses. Cats come in a close second. But I like all animals except certain insects.

29. Favorite juice?
Apple

30. Have you had the chicken pox?
See question 10.

31. Have you had a sore throat?
Duh

32. Ever had a bar fight?
Nope

33. Who knows you the best?
Your mum

34. Shoe size?
11 1/2

35. Do you wear contact lenses or glasses?
Glasses. Contact lenses when i feel like it, or when i play sports

36. Ever been in a fight with your pet?
Tug-of-war with my old dog. He's one tough son of a bitch.

37. Been to Mexico?
Nope. Maybe when the who flu thing clears up I'll go there.

38. Did you buy something today?
Food and drinks.

39. Did you get sick today?
Homesick. Realised I won't be slacking at home for a good part of the holidays.

40. Do you miss someone today?
The kids in India, and the kind ppl there.

41. Did you get in a fight with someone today?
With your mum.

42. When is the last time you had a massage?
Probably when one of the sermon speakers or program i/c said "give your friend a massage". Dunno when

43. Last person to lay in your bed?
Your mum.

44 . Last person to see you cry?
Rather not disclose.

45. Who made you cry?
Your mum as usual.

46. What was the last TV show you watched.
Night At The Museum. Buts thats a movie shown on tv, technically not a tv show.
Jigoku Shoujo. But that was on the internet.
Red Thread. Brian Richmond dies.

47. What are your plans for the weekend?
Next weekend? I'll be in Philippines.

48. Who do you think will re-post this?
Your Mum

49. Who was the last person you hung out with?
Jessica and Jia Ling at aunty Jessie's/uncle Alan's house. Practicing sunday school songs for mission trip.

50. If your significant other asked you to marry them TODAY what would you say?
"It's more polite and socially accepted for the man to make the proposal, honey. But sure, why not?"

I don't feel like blogging for awhile because of term tests and can't-be-botheredness. Sorry for less then 5 of you who actually follow this blog. I promise to give a proper update soon, yeah?

To make it up I post a meme for you. Thanks to Liang Zhi, who dethroned Andrew to be the new king of meme addiction.

1. If someone says "you're so hot!", you'll say:
Dream Scream - Death Cab for Cutie

Yes I'm a random person


2. Your crush is:
You - Mustard Plug

But who are you?


3. You love to:
E-Kusa - Bonyari Band

What the hell does that mean? Not counted. retake.


3. You love to:
Rootless Tree - Damien Rice

No, I'm a environmentally aware kind of guy. I don't like uprooting trees

4. A lot of people have stopped you and told you that they're:
I Will Follow You Into The Dark - Death Cab For Cutie

STALKERS!!!!! AAAAAH


5. Your favourite food is:
When Worlds Collide - Powerman 500

Chinese-Western fusion food


6. Next year, you hope you'll have:
Underdog - Rock Star Supernova

But the following year I'll evolve into the dark horse


7. Your teacher scolded you because:
Its Alright - Melissa Otto

So teachers can just scold people because "Its alright"? Aren't there regulations set up by the MOE against this kind of abuse of power?


8. You fall the hardest for:
Just Won't Burn - Susan Tedeschi



9. Love is like :
Vultures - John Mayer

Love will only eat up your dead carcass


10. When you were three, you loved:
Good Love Is On The Way - John Mayer

I loved to be loved


11. Sometimes, all you want is:
Under The Bridge - Red Hot Chili Peppers

...and hide...


12. The person crushing on you right now:
Blackbird - Foo Fighters/Dave Grohl solo (Beatles Cover)

???


13. You'll go out with:
One Fine Day - The Offspring


14. Your first kiss will be:
Life, Birth, Blood, Doom - Black Label Society

Wow. That's like a kiss scene in a vampire movie


15. You're missing:
Shiver - Coldplay


16. The world is a:
By The Way - Red Hot Chili Peppers

...and preventing you from your journey to heaven


17. You think people who hate chocolate are:
Some Surprise - Gary Lightbody and Lisa Hannigan

It genuinely surprises me that some people don't like chocolate. WHY??? Chocolate is your friend.


18. When you grow up, you wanna be:
Miss You - Rolling Stones

no

19. Sunsets are:
噢买尬 - 五月天

Usually when i see sunsets and feel like saying OMG, I'll do it in English.

20. If only:
Look At All Those Idiots - The Simpsons

lol


21. When i say "hello", you say:
Lonely Soldier - Damien Rice ft Christ Moore

You're pretty random, huh?

22. A blind date is:
Forever Young - Bob Dylan
lol


23. If time stood still, all that matters would be:
One Too Many Mornings - Bob Dylan & Johnny Cash


24. If a stranger hugged you:
Come Out And Play - The Offspring

sounds damn wrong

25.This note is:
Leaving - Corrine May

Finally an accurate one.

Warning: This post contains explicit Graphic novels.

Libraries are God's gift to freeloaders. I like comics, and there are tons of comics which I would like to read, and the library has some of the good stuff. However, I have been introduced into a new kind of comic style: The graphic novel. I have been reading newspaper-type daily comic strips and a bit of manga, so this is the first time i came across a book which is actually a full-length novel in comic form.

I'm addicted to graphic novels now.

While looking for random comics to relax in the school library, I came across a huge book. Its about as thick as an encyclopedia, so I was pretty surprised to see comics when i opened it. I liked the art style, and the bit of the story seemed interesting enough, so I borrowed it.



Turns out I picked out Blankets by Craig Thompson.



A memoir by the author, he talks about his life was like as he grows from an adolescent into a young adult. Being raised in a fundamentalist Christian family, religion has always been surrounding him, but as much as he embraces his Christian faith, some values just seem imposing on him, for example, a Sunday School teacher questioning whether drawings can be used to praise God.

Being bullied as a skinny child and having been sexually abused by a babysitter could be the reasons of him growing up to be reserved introvert afraid of the crowds and other people in general. This can been seen in how he hates Church camps, for he never seemed to belong, especially when the minds of the other campers are thinking only about finding pussy in the camps and not set for God.

However, he meets a girl named Raina during one fateful camp. About half of the book documents the growing relationships between the both of them, as Craig visits Raina in her town for two weeks, meet her not so stable family, have discussions about God, reminisce about their childhood days with their siblings and stuff.

I was somewhat dissapointed with the ending, because Craig made some decisions which I don't agree with, but I won't spoil it just in case any of you want to read it up yourselves. Overall, I found that it was a beautiful take on the ordinariness of life, the emotions of love, confusion, dwindling faith and growing up.

I found that I have many similiarities and parallels with the author. In fact, dramatic as his life may seem, he is actually living out a pretty average life not too different from others. It reaffirms my thinking that everyone is actually the same, only different. I hope my ending isn't like him though, but I respect his decisions.

Not too far away from the shelf which I found Blankets, was a book which I had always wanted to read for years. How would I know that it had been lying in the school library all this while?

Persepolis by Marjane Satrapi

I want to watch the movie adaptation! Straight Times gave if 5 stars. Wanted to watch it when after o-levels ended but the peanut gallery preferred L Change The World.



Another memoir, this is very different in all aspects. The art style is very simple, childish even, a far cry from Craig Thompson's intricate fine-art stylings. Also, the dialouge and flow is very straight to the point. No time wasted on exposition, soliloquoys, metaphors or cliches that western books always inuanduate you with.

The book speaks about Marjane's life in Iran during the tumultous Iranian Revolution to the Iran-Iraq War. Her life is shaped by the political chaos happening all around her, as her parents demonstrate in the streets daily and her education changes from a liberal co-ed French school system to a strict single-gender Islamic school. Apparently she was the great-grandaughter of a inempt Shah, and her granddad, an educated idealistic prince, was named Prime Minister due to his educational background, but was arrested for having Communist beliefs.

A rebel at heart, Marjane disobeys her different forms of authority in little ways, like telling off a Religous teacher, not wearing the veil/headscarf and listening to American music. With war and strict regime sanctions, life become more dangerous and frightening with close people around either dying or migrating, like her uncle Anoosh, who was a Communist imprisioned before the revolution and grew to love Marjane alot. (SPOILER! He died lol)


Having been bitten by the graphic novel bug, and since I was in the areaI went to the National Library to look for V for Vendetta, a political comic book I read during secondary school. It was on loan, but I found Maus: A Survior's Tale by Art Spiegelman! Like Persepolis, I have always wanted to read this book, but it was always on loan in the Bugis National National Library.


Nazis! And Jews portrayed as mice! What more do you want?

Like Persepolis, this is another memoir from a war survivor. Having two narratives, one involving Art interviewing his father on his life during the WWII (he was a Jew living in Poland), his not so good state of health and his even worse state of marriage with his 2nd wife, another war survivor. (His first wife commited suicide a long time after the war.) The main plot is about how he lived during the war before he was sent to the infamous Aushwitz camp. Its done in a rather unusual style: Anthromorphic animals are used to represent the characters. Mice for Jews (derived from how Nazis deemed Jews as rodents to be crushed), Nazis as cats and Poles as pigs (supposed to be non-derogoratory, like Porky the Pig)


Persepolis and Maus make me think about how I take the stable political situation that we live in for granted. No wars, no revolutions, no forced imposing of religion or ideas. Thank God for that. A "normal" life in Blankets, concerned with other problems like relationships, family, personal religious convictions rather than being forced to ascribe to someone else's set of beliefs seems very inviting as compared to one scraping a living in war.

Blankets also made me realise how I take my family for granted. I do not know how families undergoing divorces and conflicts really feel. I still don't. But now I have a better understanding of what its like being in a broken family.

Yay Primary School

If you enjoyed your primary school years, you'll do it.
If you have nothing else to do, you'll do it.
If you're here to read the questions/answers and pretend to hate to do it, deep down you'll still do it.

This tag is so fun because the answers can go on and on.
Read if you miss your PRIMARY school years.

1) Which school did you go to?
Anglo-Cheenis School (Primary). Back then it was called Anglo-Cheenis Primary School I think.

2) What classes were you in?

(1-5)B, 6C.

3) What was/were your favourite lesson(s)?
Art. In primary 3 or4 I was so proud because my teacher showed my House-Theft-Prevention Poster artwork to the class. She wanted to make an example of NOT drawing stick figures I think, because mine wasn't one.

4) If you could remember, what time was your recess?
I think it was 9.30-10.00 for lower Primary, and 10.00-10.30 for upper Primary

5) List down your favourite food/snacks.
Ling Yong Pau.

1) Did you have a nickname way back in primary school?
Ostrich, Benis, Benis Leongcock, Ben Boy (but only my tutor called me that)

2) How did you wear your socks?
Primary school was the opposite of Secondary school. The taller your socks, the cooler you were.

3) Have you been suspended due to the way you put on your uniform?
No, only reprimanded and scolded. Got detention for uniform in secondary school though.

4) Were you given plenty of reminders about your appearance?
I had one of the most pimpled faced in primary 5-6, so everyone teased me about it lol. In secondary school, It was their turn to have disgusting pimples and I had a pretty good complexion, so I had my silent revenge. muahaha.

5) Who did you look up to when you were in primary school?
I was pretty tall so I didn't really look up to anyone.

Punishment

1) Name one memorable scene where you were punished in front of the whole class.
Too many to recall. All for petty reasons like not bringing textbook or homework, talking, etc.

2) How many times did you skip class? What were you doing?
I only started skipping classes in secondary school.

3) Give one scene where you escaped from being caught/punished.
I was chatting with my friend in primary 6 maths class, and he was one of the weaker students. The teacher caught me and asked me to leave. I lied to her that I was explaining the question to him. She bought the excuse and continued the lesson.

After school, I was in the canteen, the teacher saw me and came to me. And she apologised to me. I know I should have felt guilty about lying but deep down inside I was briming with pride about my own devioius craftiness.

4) Did you vandalize any school property
Tables, textbooks, and library megazines. In secondary school I progressed to walls and windowsills. Even library yearbooks were not spared, but my friends started it, so its not my fault.

5) Did you ever make any teacher cry?
Don't think so, but I made a teacher swear. BLOODY SHIT!!!!

6) Who was your favourite teacher?
Mrs Tay(?), the maths teacher I was talking about just now. She was kind of a bitch actually, and was biased towards brighter students, but the way she forced us to do our homework and spammed us with endless maths remedials towards PSLE caused most of us to improve our maths drastically. When not in a maths mood, she's nice.

Lee Lao Shi, my primary 6 chinese teacher. She knew I was pretty bad in Chinese but she never gave up on me and kept encouraging me.

7) Describe your DM.
I don't really remember much about my primary school DMs so I shall talk about the Barker Road ones.

They were my nemesis.

The worst one was, can't even be bothered to remember his name properly(Mr Sim i think), had something against me. I always kena him for all the small reasons. I remember when a few of us in the class was pulled out for long hair, my hair was actually quite short (but still violating school rules). Yet he pulled me out and scrutinized me up down left right, and overlooked the others with even longer hair.

Yeah, I know I shouldn't have grudges against past teachers, but I didn't really like him lah.

8) Who was the funniest/weirdest/loudest teacher?
Once again, too many to recall. All were funny, weird and loud.

Social Circle

1) Were you popular back then?
Don't think so

2) Were you in a big group of boys/girls or small ones?
If the students I hanged out with in ACS were girls, I would be seriously disturbed...

3) Who were your best friends?
I don't really like the term "best friend". My "close friends" changed every year with new class arrangements.

4) Did you and your friends have nicknames?
Yeah, but can't really remember them

5) What were your favourite memories of you and your friends?
The freedom we perceived we had as kids. The infantile joy of running around outside the school area before after-school activities. Exploring the same school compound over and over again, but each time it was a new navigation expedition. Making sick jokes involving body parts and sex.

But the best was still what I call the School-Bus Shenanigans. You can virtually do anything in the bus until the driver got pissed and stopped the bus. Games like murderer, time-bomb, Happy Family card game, wrestling, crawling below the seats for no apparent reason, stripping ourselves naked for no apparent reason too were the best road-trip activities ever. The climax was when the driver has reached his boiling point because of the noise, and he'll pull over and scold us in a mixture of Mandarin and Hokkien.

ALL school-bus drivers are psychos (in a fun kind of way)

Co-curricular Activities

1) What type of CCA were you in?
I was in Praise Club for about 3 years, Its a Christian club where we play games and stuff.
I tried out Golf, but it didn't work out. In primary 5 and 6 i was forced to quit because of maths remedials.

2) What did you have to bring to your CCA?
Praise Club notebook, these had stickers of Bible verses, a Bible-reading programme. If you followed the program, and did other cool stuff like attending meetings early or behaving well, you earn coupons which you can redeem for awesome stuff at the last meeting of the month. Ice cream and toy telescopes, thats one reason why God created Bible-reading.

Oh, and golf clubs.

3) What did your CCA required you to do?
Sing sunday school songs, do sunday school stuff.
Swing the club and whack the ball into the hole.

4) Got injured?
I was punished for being too tall in primary 1 by banging my head on the fire extinguisher when I tried to run under it. Hurt like hell. Parents were called up and they rushed me to a clinic. Quite a waste, because it was not an ordinary school-day that time. It was after exams i think, and they ahd some Halloween costume contest.

Crushes/Lovers (In primary school???? come on....)

1) Who was your first crush?
If i had any crushes in any of my schoolmates in ACS, others would be seriously disturbed by me.

2) Are you in good terms with your last crush?
Oh, we made out every minute every hour every day on the school porch.

3) Did you ever had a relationship with anyone in your primary school?
I had sexual relationships with everyone with two legs when i was 7 years old.

4) Have you ever made out in school?
Sex-machine was my middle name. Playing was my game.

Closing Ceremony

1) How did primary school changed you?
I always thought primary school formed you, not change you. Thats the job for secondary school.

2) Sing one verse of your school song.
In days of yore from western shore. Old ham dun less he row came.

3) What was your favourite question?
Can't remember. In secondary school it was "Where do babies come from?"

4) Who/what will you remember from your primary school?
The carefree imagination we all had. The sense of invincibility. The times where you did not need to study at all and you can still score well. Being allowed to act like retarded kids, because afterall, we WERE retarded kids. (Now we're just retarded teens)

5) Any memories you will not forget.
Scoring the winning goal during one soccer match. Never scored a proper goal for the next 10 years of my life. That's why God created rugby.
Everything I done with friends OUTSIDE school lessons.

Progress of my life goals

Goals for 2009:

1. Complete the Standard Chartered Half-Marathon in December

Progress: The last time I jogged was at least 3 weeks ago, at it was for like only 2 miserly kilometers.

2. Save up and buy a bicycle, a few music albums and other nice stuff

Progress: No money saved at all. All gone to chocolates, upsized food, stationary and other pretty unnecessary expenditure.

3. Push up horrible GPA

Progress: Did not study at all last friday and saturday. Completed E Maths Assignment 1, which was given 2 weeks ago. Thats an achievement in itself. Still in holiday mood. Rather than mugging, I'm only wishfully thinking that my classmates should just stop studying.

4. Draw better, maybe start a webcomic or something

Progress: Ideas in the head never materialize on paper. Too "busy" to draw. Art beginning to be relegated to childhood activity.

5. Play guitar better

Progress: Did not even plug guitar into amp and effects. Guitar goes virtually untouched.

6. Write songs and poems

Progress: One crappy poem written on the bus, song ideas, like drawings, never materializes on paper. Did one musical arrangement for a Bible Psalm though. Quite emo. Quite cool.

7. Sleep early, don't be late for school anymore

Progress: I'm writing this post at 12.35 am. I'll probably be late tomorrow, just like the whole of last week.

8. Be a better person

Progress: Thats for you to judge :)

9. Update blog regulary

What do you think!?



I need a shakeup.

Intaj Reunion!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111111111oneoneoneunounounouno一一一一一一一一一一一一satusatusatusatu!

India looks like the Middle East


Yay Trackers group Intaj reunion woohoo.

During the post o-level to pre-poly period, I was in a discipleship programme called Trackers, and I was in the team that went to India, and we called ourselves Intaj. I think I was the one who came up with the name... dunno lah. so long ago.

Every once in a while (2-3 times a year???) we meet up to catch up, eat stuff and insult each other.

Yay photo:





Poor Michele and I got the brunt of the teasing. They keep trying to matchmake the two of us, until we relented and officially become a couple around 9pm.

However around 12am, we felt a little sorry for Eugene, who was depressed over his "scandal" and jealous of us, so we broke up for his sake. For some reason the next day around noon, the two of us (Michele, not Eugene) reconcilled after the cruel heartbreak, so the status of our relationship now is still "Platonic Friends", just to make things clear for those who saw weird stuff on my facebook wall.


Scandals aside, we had a good time. Eugene asked me to open up the house for this gathering. I'm not a very hospitable person, but since I live near the MRT i might as well do so. All the previous gatherings were i n the far west anyway, so its only fair for the PMC people (except Vic who stay in Narnia) that we have it at the east for a change.


Tappenyaki is supposed to be harmless, but not when you put wasabi and Tobasco on the hot plate. My living room fogged up like a freaking mosquito-culling exercise. And my dad is freaked out that Eugene used up half of the big Tobasco bottle for all his food.

I'm glad everyone enjoyed the food. Big thanks to my parents who did all the work buying the food and preparing the ingredients while I slack.
PROTIP: Tobasco + prawn + hot plate = awesome!


We had sharing! Stuff shared a little P & C, so obviously I won't publicize them here. But I'm glad all of us have made some "progress" in our lives and are more postive after the last meeting. The last session was so emo even PKM's wife commented that "our lives are hard."


To me, it seems like Intaj has turned from a mission trip group has turned into a irregular accountability group, or more accurately a quartenary cell group. Interesting.


We havn't met since last year, but i personally feel that we are as close as a "clique" every time we meet. I hope we can continue to meet like this, and don't get too "bored" of doing it. Its so refreshing to have a fellowship and sharing time with the people you have worked so hard with together to take the journey of faith into a strange faraway land, hoping to bless the lives of the people there (but always the case, its THEM blessing us lol). For many, including me, this is our first mission trip, and with people from different churches, so its a special bond that we all share together.

After that, only the PMC people stayed over (WTF!? Some more two of you live in the east). That is, Eugene, Michele (stop bullying her lah) and Victoria. We went to Hotel 81.Scandalous picture will be posted when I get it.



Not comfortable enough, so we explored neighbourhood, remiscned over made-in-India videos, watched some Korean shows (Fact, all Korean guys have the same vocal coach, songwriters, fashioin stylist, dance teacher and more importantly, plastic surgeon). We did try to sleep.

This is the first time, aside from my cousin, that I have invited people to stay over at my place. I should be a little more hospitable and organize more lol.

I need to sleep. gtg bb

Attention given to swine flu > Attention given to "poor man" diseases

Ironic and funny.

But Malaria is disease afflicting poverty-stricken parts of the world on a daily basis.

As much as we must take Swine Flu seriously, why are all so hung up on a recoverable disease that has been suspected to infect hundreds worldwide when diseases like malaria, HIV, dengue, chicken pox and whathaveyou are killing thousands? And most of them are curable/preventable diseases affecting the poor.

Sad.

Don't panic over swine flu.

Hooray for Molecular Genetics!

So whats the Dominant Gene? Bull or Shitz?

Too much BIE is bad for your health.

On a more serious note, theres lots of things to pray for now. The swine flu endemic, the cliffhanging situation in Sri Lanka, things happening to friends.... seems like studies isn't the worst of my problems. Come on people, stop studying so hard. Let me catch up abit.

At least the situation in Thailand seems to be simmering down.

On a less serious note, I wish I could go canoeing tommorrow!!!! auuugh. I'll be cooking lagsana instead. I need to learn other stuff to cook, like fried rice.

L4D + THE EPIC STORY OF MY GUITAR

Who knew mindlessly killing hordes of running zombies could be so addictive? I have been spending my last week of freedom with fellow undead hunting buddies Ken, Leon, Liang Zhi and KW. (Notice that all our names have either L or K in them? I'm a Leong.)


My computer cannot handle the specs of L4D, so i can't play it right now even if I wanted to :(. But it's a good thing actually. I might get bored of the game if I have it. Its one of those games that's incredibly addictive initially, but since there isn't much variety of what you can do in the game, it can get ennui-inducing after killing zombies one after another.


Let's blog about something else.

Because of the zombie infestation, I havn't been spending time doing more important things, like playing guitar. I havn't touch it since Tuesday, and I only played it for half an hour. Fine, after posting this I'm gonna play it. Guitar, not L4D.

This was my guitar when I bought it:




Obviously I have to screw it up. This is my guitar now.





See how badly I treat my guitar? The jack keeps coming off. Only tape can keep it there.






Here's the story of my guitar. X-Guitar Origins: Fat Telecaster. Also known as Mr. TV or Ugly Shit Guitar.

December 2006, a few weeks before Christmas, they day TOFU was being held in my church. I left early to go with my family to the Swee Lee warehouse. They were having a 50% off sale.

I already knew I wanted a Telecaster. Why? I dunno. I guess Telecasters look weird. They were unique in the sense that they were not Stratocaster-shaped, but they didn't look so different like a Flying V or a Moderne. I wanted something different from the ubiquitous Stratocaster, which just about everyone has. Les Pauls are expensive, and I don't like them anyway. They seem a little... proud. No metalhead guitars for me either lol, although I wouldn't mind a Flying V. But with a Flying V, how can you sit and play? If there were no telecasters available I wanted a cheap Ibanez superstrat, an Ibanez semi-hollow or, what the heck, a Squire Stratocaster.

I specifically wanted a Fat Telecaster. That means instead of a single-coil at the neck position, there would be a humbucker.

Why? Again, I don't know. I always assumed humbuckers can give a nice warm sound (apparently I kind of correct).

You can see that my requirements were very specific. I wanted a Squire Telecaster with a humbucker at the neck position. And Swee Lee actually sells them!

And Lo and Behold, a guitar that I fell in love with at first sight.



Look at that. Beautiful. Sexy. Curvy. Ebony. Hawt.

I found one beautiful Squire Fat Tele, a brown sunburst one. I took it and tested it out. It felt right! It just did. I don't know why.

I was playing around with it for about 20 minutes, when the bombshell dropped.

A stall assistant came towards us, and ask where I found that guitar from. We(my family) pointed out the stand where we found it.

"I'm sorry, the guitars in that area are already sold."

WTF?

It's the guitar I want! It's on display! There's no "SOLD!" sticker on it anywhere!

"The buyer is some Indonesian dude who is downstairs looking for a drum set."

From then on, I hated Indonesian drummers who buys Squire Fat Telecasters.

My mum, being the protective mother who spoils her kid, was a little angry and kind of scolded the poor assitant. She said that there should be at least a sign saying that the guitars were already sold or something. She also asked if there were any other guitars of the same model. The assistant just said, "I don't think so"

I nearly cried. I'm not exagerrating about this part. After all, this is a specific guitar we are talking about.

Then another stall assistant, a female who looked more like at aunty at a market than a guitar expert, came to the rescue. She saw me, a little boy, sitting on the floor (I was testing the guitar after all), with bloodshot eyes (ok this time I probably exagerrating) and a sad sad frown, found a solution to diffuse the crisis.

"Ah boy, don't cry! I think downstairs got another one!"

Ok, she didn't say that, but she did say something like that.

Quicker than the speed of sound (from a guitar) she rushed to the storeroom, and came back with a white box which looked like a guitar coffin. She opened it up, revealing a Squire Candy Apple Red Fat Telecaster Standard Series.


Not actual one. Probably a Fender. Pickguard is beautiful.

I heaved a heavy sigh of relief. Its a thousand times uglier that the brown one (hence its nickname, the Ugly Shit), but a least its what I'm looking for. It feels the same. Buy it lor.

It was 15 minutes to closing time, and the assitant told us to quickly make our purchase. Then we realised, "Oh shit, we don't have an amplifier!"

We were looking at amplifiers earlier, but didn't put much thought to it. My brother, the expert and advisor, quickly glanced around. There was this Randall RX20R which we were trying earlier, and since it wasn't too expensive, he just said "That one!". And that one was it.

Both the guitar and amp cost about $550, making a nett total of $1100. That's alot.
But if you remembered, it was 50% OFF EVERYTHING DAY!!!!

Thats $550 for a semi-decent amp and guitar combo pack, or an equilivant of a "Buy one guitar get an amp free" coupon.



And thats the story of my guitar. Rescued from a claustrophobic box in a storeroom (it wasn't even out of the box, let alone on display), to the even worse fate of the hands of a crappy excuse of a guitarist. The end

This post is dedicated to the Swee Lee Warehouse Aunty, who is the true hero of the story and saved the day for everyone involved. If I see you again in Swee Lee (I think I can remember how you look like), I will shake your hand like a crazed Korean drama fangirl and thank you profusely for securing my first guitar for me.

If it wasn't for you, I would have brought a $1400 Fender Stratocaster 1960s reissue which will probably sound alot nicer that the crap guitar I have now. But I would have spent alot more.

Happy Easter

Happy Easter everyone! Will post soon

TGIGF!

TGIGF (The Great Indian Gonads Fellowship) was yesterday!!! Kinda disappointed that I couldn't get anyone to go with me (you guys were too busy lol). It was pretty fun. Kinda like a scaled-down version of Solid Rock Cafe. We should have another SRC! Then we can get the Hard Apple Fan-Choy Reunion World Tour on the road!

I wanted to go with "TGIGF Junior Band", but these guys chose "Ben's Band" instead.




With heavenly voices of angels, and killer looks of pop idols too, are the singers Marie, Cheng Yi and Ken




The string ensemble of the band is the strummin' Kyle, the telecastin' Ben and the strattin' Leon


Our very own rhythm section is Daniel "Ba-da-bum" Chia, hiding behind him is the shy Daniel "Sticks Of Fury" Ng, and pretty in pink boy bassis Loo Liang Zhi. I wanted to give him "Bass-0-licious" as his middle name, but unfortunately he already has one.




Sadly, without any pictures of him playing live, you only get to see a picture of Bryan taking a picture of me. He's on bass and vocals. (Yes he sings too.)


I think these guys put in alot of effort to practice come for rehearsals, especially those who have school and probably didn't do their homework on wednesday nights because of this. However, the eternal glory of playing for one day beats punishment from teachers.

This is the "lao" band, Mecury One. Have no idea what that name implies though.




Whats TGIGF about? Its basically an outreach event where we get to play board games and have live bands to entertain us on the side. One game i find really irritating is Uno Stacko because when they are played by a big group of girls, they will scream (those bloody high-pitched ones) everytime to tower collapses. And lots of girls were playing it. (ergo mutiply volume of a high-pitched scream with the number of girls playing)



Notice how slanted the tower is?



Obviously Rachel has to spoil things for everyone.

Thats why i prefer to play the more peaceful game of Uno Stackthecards



But the irritating things keep collapsing.

We also watched a movie, i forgot what its called. I call it The Fast and Religous, because its involves Ben, an illegal drag racer, finding God and stuff. Like most Christian movies, it was very corny. And not enough racing scenes. And no Japanese cars. All old-school American muscle cars which you'll never see in Singapore. Xian.

But the best part is when the dramatic "sad" scene where Ben was dying in the hospital emergency room, saying his last words to his family. Then the subtitles went: (Ben Dies).

The whole chapel burst out laughing. Super anti-climatic.

Then a speaker, I think his name was Rev. Lawrence Koh, gave us a 20 minute crash course speech on what Good Friday is all about and why Jesus died for us. He speaking style was a little too aggressive for my liking, but he's ok i guess. Hopefully some of us were truly inspired by his mini-sermon.

After TGIGF, a whole bunch of us played about 3 hours of bridge.
Normally I don't like to gloat about my card game skills, but because i won purely on luck, i HAVE to show this picture off to everyone:



The sickest hand ever. Notice that there is no clubs?

I bidded 4 Diamonds, and won all 10 sets myself. Its crazy. But then again, its only luck.


Hopefully we can have another event like this in time to come. Then YOU can join in on the fun too!

Thank God we have Good Friday. Happy Easter (soon) everyone!

Egg Shakers!

Egg shakers are sexy

Sh-sh-sh shake it baby

Can't think of a title

Havn't been updating... has been busy. Been practicing for TGIGF, attending Shaun's belated birthday party and going for Tracker 09' graduation... kinda brought back memories.

And I saw uBlues in Timbre! Woohoo. Blues for the win. Felt abit extra sitting with this year's Trackers but the music was worth it. Its gonna be their last few performances. Wonder why they're retiring. Damn i need to learn how to play blues properly.

Need people to chill out with me on friday, play board games and watch me screw up on stage. Come for TGIGF!

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Was watching the news about the killer rojak incident. Its so sad. A lady actually died and one had a miscarriage. The news team interviewed her. She was distraught. She said it was to be her first child with her second husband. Being 39, she's afraid that she might be too old to have another child. Who knew food poisoning could be so bad? I really feel sorry for the rest who are affected. I was thinking about the family with 5 kids aged 7-16 where the entire family fell sick, and got hospitalized i think. Must be hell for them.

Theres much needed comedy relief though. They interviewed this Malay storeowner from a neighbouring food stall, and she was something like, "Aiyoh, last week, my husband brought the rojak you know, the $5 round big big round one, he got eat, but never berak berak one!" Haha so cute.

Championship Debugger 2005

This would be the best game ever.

TGIGF coming

Coordinating stuff for TGIGF. That is Thank God Its Good Friday, a should-be-pretty-darn-fun event that my church is holding on Good Friday itself.

Putting together a band and deciding what songs to play and doing other stuff can be a lil' stressful. But with God we'll pull through.

Come join us at April 10th! Chill, enjoy yourself and relax jack. Get to know a bit about the big fuss over Jesus too. He's cool.

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Random Pictures of the Day! yays

Havn't updated for a while. Heres anooooooooooother instalment ooooooooooooooooooof: Random Pictures For The Day!!!!



Beautiful sandcastles at East Coast Park



Fat Cow + Tiny Puppy = Cuteness



Lord Owl addressing his minions



Path where souls commune



Engrish lol

Old pplz dun lieks bein kalled "unties"

I wanted to go Mosaic today. But I didn't. Sad face.
Hopefully I can go this Thursday or Friday. Maybe I can see Goodfellas without being duped again.

Instead I shall rant about a little dispute going on in the Straits Times the past few weeks.

This issue is so serious it has broken down the ST community into two hostile camps. What started as a candid discussion about something ordinary became a full-blown world incident. Petty squabbles has evolved into ham-fisted expletive-filled verbal arguments, which took a turn for the worse and developed into full fledged physical combat. Lawsuits have been made, and what was initially thought to be a small case in the Subordinate Courts has risen all the way up to The United Nations Supreme Court. However, speculators are fearing for the worse as we embrace for military combat between private armies and meceneries in a fight to the teeth.

Issue: People in Singapore being called "Uncles" or "Aunties"

Some people have wrote in to ST, complaining that the Singaporean/South-East Asian quirk of a younger person addressing an elder as Uncle or Auntie is offensive and rude. They have associated these words as terms to describe pedophile cheek0 peks and those loud Ah Sohs that annoy you in the bus with their loud voices.

They say that younger people should properly address their elders like other "cilivised" countries do: using "flattering" words like Mister, Missus, Miss. Some even went as far as saying that the correct term should be "Sir" or "Madame".

I say bollocks to this.

The term "Uncle" and "Auntie", when used properlly, is a term of respect or politeness. A person who addressess a person clearly in their mid 40s or older is adknowledging the seniority of the addressee. They are showing respect and they refrain from calling the addressee by their first name alone.

One ST reader wrote in and gave the best response so far. This is not her exact words, but its close enough.

"Those who have issues being called "uncle" or "auntie" have self-esteem problems. Foreigners who feel offended by this should understand that this is part of our Asian culture. Live with it"

To me, the term "mister", "missus" or "miss" can appear condescending and convulated in a Singaporean context, especially if you do not know if the lady you want to address is married or not. Sure, we can call everyone "sir" or "madame" if we all want to turn our country into a nation of departmental store assistants (no offense to them) or ACS students addressing their teachers (offense allowed to be taken).

One day i will be cursed to suffer the same fate, unless I die young. Face it. People call you uncle or auntie because you're old. Or at least you look old. Live with it, you fogey.

Born Fe Rebel

I'm finally doing this one.

Rules:
1. Put your music library on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write that song title as the answer to the question, no matter how silly it sounds! Most of the time they seem to work though, strangely enough.
4. Ok, go!
5. When you’re done, tag 20 people** in this note, and make sure to tag the person who sent you this.

I can't be bothered with number 5. Just do this if you see it and want to ^^

Here are my answers:

IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OK?” YOU SAY?

Hurt- Johnny Cash

Ok that was funny :)

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Back Of Your Car - Ryan Star

Hopefully yours isnt too messy

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
The Shock Of The Lightning - Oasis

I guess I like girls who can surprise me ^^

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
The Kids Aren't Alright - The Offspring

Pray for them.

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
Exhausted - Foo Fighters

If burning out is my purpose in life I'm one sad little bugger.

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Rocketman - Elton John

Wut?

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
I Wanna Be Sedated - The Ramones

Oh crap...

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
I Got Mine - The Black Keys

I'm selfish

WHAT IS 2+2?
Its All Love - Rock Star Supernova

Kinda makes sense actually

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Revolution (Beatles Cover) - Stereophonics

Thats nice.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
I Walk The Line - Johnny Cash

"Because you're mine... I walk the line"

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Deuces Are Wild - Aerosmith

Will I win?

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Big City Lights - Black Stone Cherry

I wanna rule the city

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Maybe Tomorrow - Stereophonics

@.@

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
The Ultimate Fling - Poets Of The Fall

OH SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why is it the questions relating to my parents give scary answers!?

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Bad Day - Daniel Powter

WTF!? On my wedding? No please.

And why do I have this song in my playlist? Oh yeah... got it from Jason's computer

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Babylon - David Gray

hmmm....

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
The Pretender - Foo Fighters

Wut? I like pretending?

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Let The Music Do The Talking - Aerosmith

I'll write songs and you can read the lyrics and slowly you'll find out all my secrets. meh

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Master Of Puppets - Metallica

Noooooo... I don't think my friends are controlling. :/

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Blues Improvisation - Steve Vai

wut?

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
None Of Us Are Free - Solomon Burke

I'll die a prisoner? Or does this mean that none of us are free from death?


WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
You Really Got Me - The Kinks

True.

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Shelter - Corrine May

Wut?

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Walk On Water - Aerosmith

If you think really really really hard about the miracles Jesus did you might cry.

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN
Interstate Love Song - Stone Temple Pilots

"Leavin' on a Southern train...Only yesterday, you lied..."

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Lonelily - Damien Rice

I'm sure everyone is afraid to be lonely.

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Reverend Wrinkle - Black Stone Cherry

Eeeeeeee... a pastor likes me.

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT COULD YOU CHANGE?
Momma, I'm Coming Home - Ozzy Osbourne

Um, does this mean I want to go back home with my mum, or I DON'T want to?

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
How Could You Do It - Henry Gray

Yeah lah... how could you??? Tsk tsk

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Born Fe Rebel - Steel Pulse