I HAVE MOVED.

NEW LIFE.

Sure you can link this lame place but don't you think you should move with the times?
Link the new one, asswipe. Because it's bigger, better and twice as satirical.

In case of overpowering ignorance, REMASTERS actually means reproduced in a newer or better form for improved quality. That's exactly it.

If you must, flame me and spam me there. Be my guest. But like the present, the guestbook is in use and bear in mind that your IP Address dearest will be in my hands ever since you made an entry.

KTHNXBYE.

[turningpoint] 10:02:00 PM

 

Stupid fucking Google
"The" is a common word, and was not included in your search
"Who" is a common word, and was not included in your search

Something seen on AIM. It's hilarious. The Who is a band by the way, for all of you Good Charlotte Fan suckers who live in wells.



You know, this couple of months have been pretty much hectic. Everyone in school was mugging for prelims and such. And suddenly, the big hooha ended. So now, it's all prom and JC and O'levels.
Singaporeans should die. All of them, plus me.

I'm going to change this site address soon. Sure I'll put my new link here in case any of you faggots want to stalk me even when I'm 40 years old.

You know what infuriates me? The fact that 'blogging' has taken Singapore by storm in year 2005. Now, everyone either 'blogs' or read 'blogs'. Students, teachers, bosses, grandmothers.. I mean, let's see. When did the 'blogging' trend start? Probably about the end of year 2002, or for some, 2003. That was when all the friggin' sec twos of then, my batch, started their 'blogs'. I started slightly later, because I was a late-blooming juvenile piece of shit.

I won't say that I hate 'blogging' because I really do not, I like to express my thoughts in words. Why? Because I am living in Singapore, a sunny island where people don't really give a rat's ass about your feelings and opinions. I turn to the World Wide Web as an outlet for my opinions, because if I actually said some of the words I put on here in real life to a real person, he/she would wish for me to go to hell. I have absolutely no idea why 'blogging' has become such a trend as of late, when fact is, it started approximately three years ago.

THREE EFFING YEARS. NEWSFLASH: 'BLOGGING' IS AU PASSE.

If adults think that they are cool when they have a blog, then I think the world needs to recognise the genre of people that needs growing up. 'Blogs' have never been a statement of cool, it's just a bandwagon which every imbecile jumps on just to be part of the norm. Either that, or 'blogs' are just there for you to vent your frustrations, or speak your thoughts, or just perfect your skills to becoming a full-fledged schizophrenic.

Writing about cutting yourself is not cool. You just look like part of this group of people called the Idiots, who do not know how to treasure and embrace life the way it is given to you. Another thing is, for adults, jumping on the 'blogging' bandwagon is not a way for you to closer the generation gap nor becoming more trendy. No. Having a 'blog' does not make you the epitome of cool. It is the things you write about that define your character.

It's not like "sigh my life sux i tink i shld go cut myself now" is going to make you any richer, prettier or happier. Instead, it just depicts to the world how much attention you need.

I know I know, I'm close to the "attention-seeking" part of my rave. But you know what? I'm not even going to start on that, because I will never finish.

I know if I suddenly end here, it'd be called an anticlimax. Abrupt. But seeing as this is a 'blog', and seeing how 1.5 billion people do not give a rat's ass about what I say, why should I give a rat's ass about what they think?

Afterall, if everyone gives each other rats' asses, rats would soon become extinct, just like the dodo bird. And who will mother earth blame it on?
Me.

Therefore, I end here.

PS: I don't give a rat's ass about the dodo bird too. I mean, DODO? With a name like that you're better off dead. Like you already are.

[turningpoint] 11:36:00 AM

 

Oh Em Gee.
The Turks strike again. My MSN is once again cluttered with the social rejects of Turkey dearest, and yes, NOT A SINGLE ONE of them can spell properly. The conversation are as follows:

zombie: hi
me: who are you
zombie: 19 m turkiye
me: you mean Turkey
zombie: ya u
zombie: ?
me: not from turkiye
zombie: asl?
-deletes and blocks

jhugsgur: wazzup
me: who are you?
jhugsgur: my names jhugsgur
me: how the hell do you pronounce that?
jhugsgur: jhugsgur
me: forget it.
jhugsgur: 18/m/turkey
-deletes and blocks

some retard: heyz
-deletes and blocks

some cybering retard: hi sexy
me: wrong person
the same cybering retard: u got cam?
me: not giving it to you
cybering retard: lol wanna cyber?
me: i'd rather cycle
-deletes and blocks

All you nincompoops pay attention, especially those from Turkey, Pakistan and the likes. If you have so much time, go dig for oil. Stop pestering uninterested people from overseas (a.k.a. me). Cybering on the internet is lame, au passe. Don't bother, people like you will never get laid. I mean, you're 18 or 19 years old. What are you doing sitting in front of the computer asking for sex? Further your education or get a job, jerk. The oil doesn't stay under your feet forever, even if it doesn't evaporate, it'll be extracted. By someone else. And don't go crying to mommy when you realise that you have no sex and no oil as well.
Stupid Turks.

[turningpoint] 10:26:00 PM

 

TWO LOST SOULS LIVING IN A FISH BOWL, YEAR AFTER YEAR.

OH MY EFFING GOODNESS GRACIOUS.

I wrote absolute bollocks for my essays today. I'm as good as crucfied. I won't be ressurected though.

I even wrote a prayer into my essay. LIKE WHO AM I TRYING TO REACH? As if God will read my essay. I know I definitely need his blessings though.

Shit.

I shall eat my goldfishes now.

[turningpoint] 3:53:00 PM

 

I just felt this immense need to comment on something.

FRANK LAMPARD SCORED TWO GOALS JUST FOR HIS DAUGHTER'S BIRTH!

Luna Lampard is fours days old as of today, and her father celebrated her birthday with the rest of the Chelsea squad by slamming in 2 goals to the back of West Brom Albion's nets, past Kirkland, Liverpool's ex-keeper.

Actually, the thing that I wanted to comment on was not the proud deed he did for his daughter. If you're smart, or rather, know me well enough, you would know that I wanted to comment on his daughter's name.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to praise his daughter just because I respect Lampard and team. I am objective to names, and hence, I would like to say that 'Luna' is a dumb name.

Why?
1. Imbeciles will think that it's a spelling error for 'Lunar'.
2. Imbeciles will think that she was named after a moon, or worse, a mooncake.
3. Imbeciles will..nothing. Her brother will be named 'Tuna' Tuna Lampard, which will further evolve into Tuna Tampard, which will mutate into Tuna Tampax. And all hell breaks lose, because Tuna Tampax implies Fishy Tampons.

I'm sorry if you found the last point oddly crude, but that's human nature. We tend to think far, we tend to think whacked.

[turningpoint] 9:39:00 PM