Lo siento, no tengo mucho que decir hoy.

Okay, so I may have cheated a little on my title.

But I swear, I've learnt Spanish! I'm not completely dependent on Google translator.

I know what "lo siento", "no", "mucho" and "hoy" means!

So my VPN and Messenger is being all wonky, hence this blogpost may not be as epic as the one I previously typed out before (because Safari didn't freakin' save. /Ragequit life).

I'm too used to my internet being all hunky dorky, I suppose. Time for adaptation.

Impossible is just a word for "no one's done it YET".

I need to motivate people. So:

Extended Essay: 4,000 words.

Theory of Knowledge: 1,200 to 1,500 words.

English: Two 1,000 words essays on (one or two) books of my choice that have been taught in the syllabus. (Slaughterhouse-Five, Perfume, etc.)

Chemistry: Ionization Energy: The energy required to convert one mole of gaseous atoms into ions with a single positive charge. (This is just a brief description in my handwritten notes, mind you.)

Spanish: ... Really? As if my first paragraph didn't tell you enough.

And it goes on and on.

"It must be a zinger, it sucks to be you" fits this situation to a T, I do believe.

So, in conclusion:

Os aren't so bad. Have fun with it, and do well, yeah? And for anyone doing F&N: I wanna eat it.

Now, As and IB on the other hand... (I'm not considering Poly because it's more hands-on, and you could technically already focus on specific career aspects. Granted, a diploma isn't going to get you far, but hey. It's something.)

Bitch bitch bitch. Fastest way to University, though. We must do this for a reason. So we can sit on our butts and get paid off-days in the future because we're the damn CEO - or someone else as important.

Can't believe I went for it because of my future. Tch, y'know, the thing that might not exist if 2012 happens? Alien contact, possibility of Biotics/The Force occuring? Oh well.

Doing this for my future.

For my life.

... For a hot beautiful, understanding, amazing, all-round perfect-for-me spouse and penthouse suite in New York. (Because y'know, I'm not looking to be a cougar or a sorority girl who parties 24/7 in University. Coughahem. Nudge, nudge.)

This is madness. No.

THIS.

IS.

SPARTAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

I'm sorry. I couldn't resist.

So yes.

This year will be difficult for all of us. Kim with Year 12, me with trying to grasp IB, Sherilyn and all the other MG girls with their future endeavors, Mick with his last year of As and the rest of the St Margs Sec 5 cohort with O levels. 

And we'll probably (I'm speaking for myself and the easily distracted, really, so no, not you Kimberly) stumble, screw up and lose gas midway through because of all the bullshit flying our way. But despite stalling,

Said in an epic voice:

WE MUST PUSH OUR METAPHORICAL CARS TO THE METAPHORICAL GAS STATION TO TOP UP ON METAPHORICAL GAS SO THAT WE MAY CONTINUE OUR METAPHORICAL JOURNEY 

TO.

LAS.

VEGAS.

Because they're cool there.

"Heavy risk... But the priiizeee."

- Mass Effect 2, Jacob Taylor, Worst Romance Dialogue ever. (But so damn funny.)

Let's go, fellow 90s children. Through the fire and flames!

ONWARDS TO VICTORY!!!


P.S: Look at how many references to pop culture I've made in this post. Awesomeness. I'mma try and beat this number out in my next post. Or something or other.

First post; STOLEN. :D

Wow I can post on your blog nao hehehehe. :D


Oh just to add on to that last part of the previous post,
Alessandra Ambrosio and Rosie Huntington-Whiteley pl0x.
Hur hur hur. Gisele Bundchen, Marisa Miller and Miranda Kerr. Y'know, if you're going into specifics. And yes. I do want Yvonne Strahovski. Must do.

Kthxbai.

Edit: I think we need to differentiate our posts. I mean, the 'Stape' and 'Sherikachu!' shows, but... it's all the way at the end. I'll use a different font and colour, 'bish.
See how much easier it is to tell who is saying what in this post? :D


Editedit: FINE I'll post in green. >: (


HUMPH.

FIR- SHERILYN STOLE MY KILL.

I feel the title is befitting.

Not only was I not the first on MY blog, she also mentioned exbawks-ing.

God knows that means FPS gaming.

Two years since I set up this link, eight months since I've posted. What a long, disturbing journey it has been.

Decided to delete everything; start afresh, if you will. I plan to let this blog be a daily (or frequent) update of my life. Facebook and Twitter can only do so much. (Plus, I sounded like a complete dunderhead. If that flew over your head, here's the translation: I was fucking retarded. No surprise there.)

Not really sure what else to say, honestly. Finally got that Macbook Pro and I'm trying to work out all the kinks. Really makes me wish I had gotten a Windows - but it would've been counterproductive. Gaming platform AND more viruses? Suppose I can't go there. Either way, owning a Mac makes me feel more business-y. (As if the suit didn't already.)

School is a drag, internet connection here is terrible, it's cold as hell and I think I've caught the flu. Nice way to start things off, but here's hoping for a better tomorrow.

"All of life is learning; therefore education can never end. 
Eduard Lindemann"

I figure I should say that to my peers back in St Margs who're doing their Os this year... It ain't over. Not by a long shot. This isn't the last major exam you're taking, unless you want to be part of the janitorial staff. Take this as a learning experience. Learn how to push yourself before you're forced into the oven. 

However, don't rush things. There's a fine line between maturity and stupidity - I've crossed it too many times to count myself. Embrace the youth you've still got, and the easy flow of life. Just... don't overdo it. And when I say that, I really mean: Don't be fucking immature, tactless, hardheaded, overindulgent, aggravating neanderthals.

Rushing everything last minute and crapping out halfassed work, being douchebags to each other like it's some shitty American Drama. You're all bloody morons.

That being said, I still miss you guys. It always was refreshing to talk to all of you blokes.

First, short introductory post. Nice way of propelling myself into my new course of life, I suppose. Huzzah.

And yes. This is a great way to learn English.

- Lance. Steph? Split personality fail.

(Also. Sherilyn and I are looking for an exploding, orgasmic wallpaper for our computers. This means Katy Perry, multiple hot Victoria's Secret models and possibly Yvonne Strahovski (the last one is to suck up to me) in lingerie.

And yes, my Mac's wallpaper is a VS poster. What, you didn't really think I'd leave out my perversions in my blog, did you? It's the best part!)

HI STEPH I'M HI-JACKING YOUR BLOG HEHEHEHE.

HELLO STEPHY.
I miss you max. COME BACK TO SINGAPORE SOON KKZ. :(
Or at least get your xbawkz. >:D


 ♥, your BFFL! ;D