Friday, August 30, 2002
im bored...
promos startin soon n i dunno where to start revisin
i just started on this book "The Great Train Robbery" by Michael Cricthon
and that sort of lit my interest in the english history, especially Victorian england.
i was just surfin the net on it n came across this....
According to Donna J. Haraway's latest book, gender is never something one possesses, like an arm, haircolor, or strength:
Gender is always a relationship, not a preformed category of beings or a possession that one can have. Gender does not pertain more to women than to men. Gender is the relation between variously constituted categories of men and women (and variously arrayed tropes), differentiated by nation, generation, class, lineage, color, and much else. [28]
Gender and race have never existed separately and never were about preformed subjects endowed with funny genitals and curious colors. Race and gender are about entwined, barely analytically separable, highly protean, relational categories. Racial, class, sexual, and gender formations (not essences) were, from the start, dangerous and rickety machines for guarding the chief fictions and powers of European civil manhood. To be unmanly is to be uncivil, to be dark is to be unruly: These metaphors have mattered enormously in the constitution of what may count as knowledge. [30]
quite chim..i could not fully comprehend this...but it is sort of interestin
i got a feelin that charli n clara r goin too faint when they read this...
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Thursday, August 29, 2002
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Tuesday, August 27, 2002
~liu's mummy~
i love my mummy
everyone loves their mummy
because everyone needs a slave
and my mummy is my slave
my mummy is the absolute best
l love my mummy
coz she always do anything for me
staple my notes
punch holes for all my notes
iron my clothes
be there when i throw my tantrums
be there when i need to insult someone
my mummy is always there for me
when mummy is good, i reward her with my sweet smile
or when im feelin generous, i say "thank you"
a simple thanks
her face will glow
i love my muumy
I love the fact that i can twist her around my little finger
when i want to be mean
mummy will be sad
when mummy dies,
it is a relief to her
when she dies, it is just a passin of progress for her
she will simply get elevated,
to become the slave of a Greater being
mummys r eternal slaves
they are nothing more than a slaval entity
a nameless worthless entity
~the end~
dun get mi wrong
i realli ^love^ my ma
really.
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Friday, August 23, 2002
You Are a Kogyaru!
If it's cute, you'll wear it. Fake and bake, hair bleach, and bright makeup line your bathroom cabinet.
As for clothes - anything that's short and cute ("kawaii!").
You are the prize object of all sorts of men - but you are really looking for a rich foreign guy.
He'll find you out hanging out in Shibuya shopping at the 109, text messaging and sending photos over your cellphone.
What's *Your* Japanese Subculture?
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math is a language of garble n symbols
only known n practised by freaks
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Wednesday, August 21, 2002
Don't trust people too easily.
That's my advice to you...
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Tuesday, August 20, 2002
"reality check"
Reality
Cold Water
Awakening from a drunken stupour
Long overdue
Realization dawning on me
Love setting on me
Time to move on
brian
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i realize i cant really write any more private stuff here anymore
i guess too many ppl noe abt this blog...so i deleted a particular entry away...accedin to a particular request...
see la it is all ur fault...adelia nydia sis
this blog although noted public, is actualli initialli reserved fer the private viewin of a few selected ex-sC-ians, nJ-cians n ex-pJ-cians....
no....n now i haf to watch wat i say...bummer bummer bummer...
i tink i will haf to delete alot of the entries...
note to self..watever u read here wont b the true reflections of liu...not anymore
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Sunday, August 18, 2002
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went w my parents to RaffLes cIty alreadi...i realize i was nOt in love w tt dKnY watch at all...budden i saw dis tissot watch..not bad la
perhaps coz owen's face was there...makin it looked better den it actualli was...i would wait n c whether it would develop into a full-blown love affair...like i did w my irOny watch.
my new resolution of the wk...im gonna buy a pair of campers shoes by the end of dis wk...coz im goin fer dis dinner in mandarin hotel...my dad actualli saaid i cant wear shorts coz it will b formal wear thingy..n he has to wear a suit...i mite as well wear a gown horr...mebbe he can sponser mi a danieL yam gown
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Saturday, August 17, 2002
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You are Heavy Metal! Angry, sad, and disillusioned, you are Heavy Metal. You are the embodiment of the darkness of the human heart. Your main themes are sadness, anger, and hopelessness. You are frequently misunderstood by others and many link you to devil worship. However, those willing to look through the shell of darkness and anger find you to be very intelligant, poetic, and artistic. Too bad your inclination to look for the beauty in darkness and your general attitude of frustration with humanity as a whole tends to send most people running for the nearest exit. But despite that, you wouldn't have it any other way.
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Take the what music genre are you quiz by
PsychosisX!
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If I lived in Middle-Earth, it would be in: The Shire The rolling green hills, the springtime weather, and especially being surrounded by the ones you love makes the Shire a comfortable area for you. You love being surrounded only by the ones you care about, and you only desire this in an environment that is vast and open to nature, unlike in the cities or the caves. |
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eh halloo
im drinkin cold milo now..
bleahz
added too much ice...
no taste...
just finished writin my chinese essay, written in beautiful Qiong-Yao style...at least wanna-be qiongyao style..
supposed to write a 'shu-qing wen'...fer chinese remedial..which is like a few wks overdue...
tryin to relax now before tryin to attempt 2 history essays n finish it by the mornin..yea mornin as in sundae 18th..tmr mornin..
n tmr...i shalt do my econs essay outline..econs tys mcq 40Qs ...maths assignment...study fer functions quiz...yep tt's like my agenda fer this wkend wich is like halfway thru...
shit
im damn stressed now...my workload is like a neverendin plateau...always goin up...nv reachin the flat nor goin down
sheesh im tokkin geog wat's wrong w mi
muz b the history teacher's fault...she made us draw out the entire map of southeast Asia n label the ancient n modern colonial cities....
i mean the reason y i took history coz i wanted to avoid all the technical bits of humanities..
but i realize tt it was not onli liu hu cant draw a map....ronald,andrew n brendon shifted the whole of cambodia..........fr dunno where to dunno where.....
ai yo eh...
haf to learn mapping n ancient cities' names on top of all those details....
sheesh
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Friday, August 16, 2002
this is another series of quizzes i took to pass time....
ppl 5 weeks to promos...
shit im gettin stressed...
another of my fren broke down the dae before
cannot take it...
the nJ ppl r getin snappish..
apparentli i tink there isnt ample time enuff fer them to mug...
u noe wat they say...24 hrs aint enuff...
won bim is soooo cute
after brian ang flashed tt pic of won durin econs lec....
wah...i had gone gaga over him ever since.
i mean would u rather buy the sloman bk fr the fussy ang or ...sigh...angelic little won...
sheesh
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What WB drama are you?
You are totally the über-sophisticate. You've practically have the world wrapped around your finger because you've got the attitude, look, and personality. You truly are all that (forget that Rachael Leigh Cook chick!), but you think nothing of it because you're completely committed to helping those in need. You are incredible dependable and caring, and so this makes you very likeable. The absolute most important thing to you in your life is your family, so when something threatens them, you unleash hell and bitch-slap the bad guys! Your bond with your family is incredible strong like the one that Piper, Phoebe, and Paige share, and you intend to keep it that way!
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Which Willy Wonka character are you?
made by
I am the most annoying of all Wonka characters. I am so greedy, snobby; basically just a stuck-up rich bitch. Everyone hates me! I am Veruca Salt. You most often are found saying "I want it now!"
My fate: I fall down the educated eggdicator, where I am possibly "sizzled like sausage".
wah...sounds like mi..."i cant wait anymore...i MUZ buy it..."
does it sound familiar to anyone?
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What color hair should YOU have?
Yes, you are a blonde at heart. The bubbly lifestyle, champagne and cocaine attitude. It seems that bouncing along is your favorite activity, but people only pretend to like you. Sorry 'bout that. Maybe if you stop being so concerned with what others think of you, things will be better. Maybe.
ai yo eh...the last part is rather true heh
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I'm Spark!
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ok.. dis is e poem.. it sux bud itz my ferz attempt ok??
do try to UNDERSTAND OK??
itz jz my friggin ferz try!!!
hre goes nuthin.. in formal writin, dedicated 2 u sis. =>
strawberry pits and raspberry dreams
Last tuesday night when stars were bright
And everyone was fast asleep,
From my sis' room shone a bright yellow light,
And the aura of a creep.
Sis was on her fifth bubble bath
getting her body clean.
She tried soap and scrub and chinchilla dust,
Even peeling off her skin.
Ade's abscence ignited the splint
That led to the rape of those poor hands,
When sis had to, with jiesheng, learn dancing,
(That meant he had to hold them).
I'll start off by describing Jiesheng first
A bigger freak you'll never see.
That don't mean he''s tall my love,
He's only a hundred fifty three.
I think he should be shoved up a hole
With that poor excuse for a face.
Covred in hair from head to toe,
He's a disgrace to the monkey race.
*sorry i'm mean i know
I love my sis too much.
I feel for her with my heart and soul,
Jiesheng really. really. really. sucks.*
Chacha don't need much stamina
Thus sis could not suffer the flu.
Teacher said they'll have to be partners,
And learn the tango too.
So Jiesheng sought her out
And took her hands in his.
Oblivious to the watching crowd,
And the mortification of my sis.
Sis could peer over his head,
Smell his foul black hair.
She realised when she looked at his palms instead,
That fur also grew there!
His hands were small
And moist to the touch.
Suddenly sis felt that homework and all,
Din realli suck that much.
The music played and dancing commenced,
Laughter filled the air.
Of exuberant, excited, eville friends,
Who knew too well her despair.
Ronald and Faiz had tummy cramps,
While Andrew doubled up in tears.
Brendon clapped and cheered out loud,
Whenever Ah Liu drew near.
And Jiesheng groped and grappled, crushed and compressed,
He twisted sis around wrong turns.
Held and handled without a rest,
Those palms of innocence.
Sis was filled with revulsion,
Subjected to his starchy coarse hair.
The ape-like grip his severely warped notion,
Of Tender Loving Care.
She was ranting madly within,
Violated and traumatised was sis.
In agony and shame she began to think,
That hell don't get worse than this.
Nightmares don't get worse then this,
Doing the chacha in full.
This dweeby diminished liddle beast,
And he was furry too.
Where's Brian, Darryl and Nicholas gone?
Where's my Remoo dear?
Jiesheng's face was intensely fond
And carried an awful leer.
(And he was drawing near.)
Her hands felt adulterated and ruined
Totally red and raw.
Tjey had been raped, modesty strewn,
And din't wanna live anymore.
Just before the hairball was going to
Seal it with a kiss,
The final whistle blew,
And Eternity gave way to Bliss.
Eternity gave way to Bliss.
Eternity gave way to Bliss.
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"I am invincible
As long as I'm alive
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you've got to rise above"
~i tink tis song is quite apt too....just sub the high skool part to nj
no need to rise above...onli need to sink lower...nj quite elevated...too many staircases stacked on top of each other~
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Met a girl, thought she was grand
fell in love, found out first hand
went well for a week or two
then it all came unglued
in a trapp trip I can't grip
never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie
She fucking hates me
trust
she fucking hates me
la la la love
I tried too hard
and she tore my feelings like I had none
and ripped them away
She was queen for about an hour
after that shit got sour
she took all I ever had
no sign of guilt
no feeling of bad, no
In a trapped trip I can't grip
never thought i'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie
[Chorus]
that's my story, as you see
learned my lesson and so did she
now it's over and i'm glad
'cause i'm a fool for all i've said
[Chorus]
la la la la la la la la la love
Trust
la la la la la la la la la love
Trust
and she tore my feelings like I had none
she fucking hates me
~i fell in love w dis song...cute n i want to b tt gal..hatin guys instead if umm...u noe huh~
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ok...
i try to clean up...verballi...
todae i caught ronald w a bk...asked him to show mi..he dun want..i tot it is some porn bk...he said he will haf to kill mi ferst before lettin mi seee it...
chey i tot wat..it is actualli..."denG XiAO pinG...the making of chiNa"
said his mum bought it fer him
wat a mum mum's boy
i tink even brezhnev n krushchev would b more interestin....
i left my sweaty pe shirt n baby powder in the maths LT....
hope tt i can get to it on mon before the roaches...
(CENSORED)
sis, ur les is olso on the list...
sad
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Tuesday, August 13, 2002
U POOR TING!!!!!!!
POOR POOR POOR SIS!!!
go haf a gd scrub 2 cleanse yerslf ok? rid yer nice clean body of the essence of jiesheng. burn yer clothes. go get yerslf a full body chemical peel. im sure u can get yer hands transplantd if yer willin 2 pay..
omigosh.. e shame! e trauma! e violatn!
dun worri.. ill avenge u.. i swear.. eEw..
hez a gross n repulsive freak of creatn.
yer so poor ting.. i feel fer u.. can jz imagine e scene..
by e wae dun type the f-wrd out can u.. itz so rude! ;p
erm.. if u can.. dun touch mi tmr? hahaha.. jk la sis..
Jorraine at 5:25 AM
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Heyhey.. Relax Liu Xiao Lang... aka Liu Little Boy...
Your
VIRGIN HANDS weren't taken away by Mr. Hairy... I bet u remember the breakwater incident yar... guess i dun haf to spell everything out yar?? haha... cool it...
Hmm.. What an interesting lit lesson u've had... Yep.. to add on to ur SEX KNOWLEDGE... read up on haemophilia, necrophilia and pedophila... I guess they're enough to entertain ur litlle mind for sometime...
Hmm.. Let's hope that our brother-in-law will stop bugging me for a day... He's nice to talk to... but definitely scary and sticky when it comes to the
JORRAINE ISSUE... Yar.. some kind of brother-in-law we always get... haha...
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ok...i muz calm down...let's tok abt somethging boring...like yesterdae's lit lesson....
the things we learnt yesterdae....
' phallus=penis
tt in the past before the Middle Ages, that there were mainly matriarchal societies...n the high priestess would select a handsome n virile guy to become the king..fer 1 yr.he can haf anything he wants fer 1 yr...absolutely anything..even like 20 virgins a night olso can..(mind u..al these r true...at least accprdin to my teacher)den after a yr,the priestresses will drug him to the point when he can still perform his "duty" n bring him to the field...den the high priestress will haf sex w him...at the pt of his ejaluation..they will slit his throat n slowly let his blood seep into the soil as a form of sacrifice to ensure good harvest.they did this yearly...cool huh
Ms C said we muz know this as the historical bakground behind Antony and Cleopatra
o ya..n the philippian sword tt antony used to kill brutus n cassius at phillipi is used to represent the roman manhood...'
actualli lit is quite kool provided tt we actualli learn abt sex tactics(???)
n cleo n AN crossdressin as each other...imagine AN in cleo's headdress n clothes...n cleo prancing around naked playin w the phillipian sword??
swOllen at 3:13 AM
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FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!!!
todae i had to dance w that filthli jiesheng
tt hairy monkey thing
till now i can still feel his touch
his grip
he actualli tried to lean towards mi...t pervert.....
the hole class was like laughin n cheerin mi on
mr ronald lee n mr faiz law were like
"ah liu ahliu ahliu ahliu ahliu..gogogo...ahliuahliuahliuahliuahliu....gogogo.."
fer 40 mins....
andrew n brendon were like laughin like crazy...
nydia promised to treat mi to something
she admires my tolerance level
fuck
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^tAinTEd haNds^
my hands
clean pure virgin untainted
used to
until it got ravaged by a beast
hairy
bristlingly hairy
short
lumpy
disgusting beast
they had put up a good fight
but to no avail
one cannot disobey the highest order of authority
losing all their resistance
they resigned to fate
laying limp
they were raped
proded
groped
violated
the great hairy beast went hurdling on
crushing them against their will..
alas
completion of the act
poor them
no longer clean
the violated dirty them
nothing can ever restore them to their vriginal state of purity
ever again
not dettol
nor protex
only the destruction of the raped hands will ever diminsh its violated form
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Sunday, August 11, 2002
Your ruling planet is JUPITER
The animal associated with you sign is the centaur.
The color of choice for Sagittarius is
RICH PURPLE
Your Birthstone is the TOPAZ
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Traditional
Sagittarius Traits
Optimistic and freedom-loving
Jovial and good-humored
Honest and straightforward
Intellectual and philosophical
On the dark side....
Blindly optimistic and careless
Irresponsible and superficial
Tactless and restless
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Mmm, I am Lemon Flavoured.
I am bitter and twisted. Expect from me acerbic humour and sharp commentary. While I may seem nasty at first, I'm actually quite good company if I like you, so long as you don't mind a bit of cutting to the chase. What Flavour Are You?
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when she was a child
all she ever wanted
was to grow up
now her wish is fulfilled
but it comes with sadness and pain,
heartbreak
now all she wants is
disengagement
to free herself
soar into the sky
without leaden wings which is otherwise known as love
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im still sufferin fr the aftermath of eatin too much prawns,cockles n clams...clara dis is AlL ur fault....
despite the 20 hr digestion period...i still feel faint at the tot of cockles...
cannot stand it anymore..
wait fer mi..i go puke out the clam-y liquid ferst...
.......wait...
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Saturday, August 10, 2002
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Friday, August 09, 2002
I am 45% Tortured Artist

I have some artistic ability, but it is probably a hobby and doesn't drive my life into a dark abysmal hole were I am alone and against the world.
Take the Tortured Artist Test at fuali.com
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I am 32% Goth

Goth ny night, normal by day. Deep in my heart I know I am evil, but not on the company's time. I do need to eat.
Take the Goth Test at fuali.com
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I am 13% Geek

I wanna be a geek. But I'm not. Why would I even want to be one. Do I think it's fun? I should try writting an online test application at 1 am in my underwear
Take the Geek Test at fuali.com
im not a geek but am i a nerd??
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Find out what kind of driver you are!
You are accutely aware of others around you, and will do what it takes to defend your space as well as the road in front of you. You react to drivers who you feel are trying to block you or play with you. You sometimes feel that other drivers must be 'punished'
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ok here i m again..
im bored..so bored tt i resorted to playin online pool...
im now countin down til i can actually feel the butter prawns melt in my mouth....literalli
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You are Harley Barbie! You don't asocciate with "sophisticate" barbie and never "nsync #1 fan" barbie, but you know who your friends are and you do what you want. Plus, you have a kick ass motorcycle.
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i juz love doin all this brainless blog quizzes....
it is so inane...u actualli manage to feel stupid yet acomplished at the same time
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can u tell mi something tt i dunno?
like im basicalli flawless??
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ok it is 11.30am in the morn...nobody's awake yet...
im bored...
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Thursday, August 08, 2002
i plan to die at the age of 50.
i want to die
think its fun
not now
but later
at 50
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ah...speak good eng-lish...
no more las, lors, watever...sigh...my arm is sore fr all that punchins clara n charli gave mi...
but i tink it is tiny tweeny bit the "buffer" since then...mebbe punchin fats will turn it into muscles?????
o..my dad dropped his hp into the toilet bowl again...tt is the third time it happened to the Same fone....
sure die already...i've been fone=dryin the hole nite..doesnt work...
dad is out now...scourin fer a new nokia fone
hope he gets the latest 1...company's payin fer it so i can switch w him...im gettin tired of mine...
fingers=crossed...hope i can go bbq_in w the gang todae...
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Monday, August 05, 2002
 | AverageYou were probably an average child. Nothing less, nothing more. |
test yourself at geekykid.net
sheesh
i tot i was more n alot less
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You are
Jen Yu |
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You are Jen Yu from Crouching
Tiger, Hidden Dragon. You are beautiful, skilled and rebellious, the
epitome of the young and restless. The life you're forced to lead bores you, so you find amusement in more
dangerous things. You are very cocky, but inside you're really just
troubled and confused. |
Which movie heroine are you?