Saturday, September 30, 2006

The "Tau Pok" Incident
A man complains that he's incomplete before finding love. After marraige, he's finished.

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Sigh. Looking at all those happy couples hugging and smooching around, I cant help but feel a little jealous. Oh well. Being single has its own advantages as well (Saw this in the October's edition of Teens. Thanks Dex.).

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Hmmm. Do you know that there was this new delight that can satisfy and excites (and beyond) all of your five senses? Its called the "Tau Pok". Its origin is probably from the US and its darn affordable I'm telling you! Its a litlle yellow in colour, with lots of sweaty-salt kind of taste splinge on it. Its about 1.5 meters high and 1.8 meters long. Its so huge, that its weight can go up to 600 kg. You heard me right. 600 KG. Its not the regular, puny, insy-winsy "tau pok"s you find in 'laksa' and stuff. Rather, I'm refering to a game. More precisely, THE Game.

For those who haven't heard of the it (thank your God), "Tau Pok", is a 'game' whereby one lucky person is dragged down to the floor, by overwhelming force or pure brute strength (take you pick), and then other people you called 'friends', start to make a 6~10 story high human pile, out of you, as base.

Oh yeah! Its something like a game of american football, other than a few exceptions. There ain't no amours or helmets to don, except for your uniform. Its pretty much the same. There are still balls included, although, lets just say, you would rather not have it in the game. It is also a game which you can play anywhere such as The Classroom, or The Bus Stop, or even The Public, so long as you're sure your ass will be safe.

Lets assume you're in my school, an all boys school to be exact, with the average weight of any boy in my class to be around 65 kilos. Imagine getting body-slammed by a 65 kg guy, followed by a 65 kg guy, followed by a 65 kg guy, followed by a 65 kg guy, followed by a 65 kg guy, followed by... well, you get what I mean. What an awesome game eh? Sadly, I haven't been the lucky guy yet. Hey! I'm just kidding! I'm only 51 kg and if I hear you (you know who you are!) guys discussing about "Tau Pok"-ing me again (don't think I didn't hear it!), I'm gonna make sure a couple of noses are going to be broken! Yay! I'm still a 'virgin'! *Victory Dance*

Anyway, back to the point. During yesterday's free-period, the "Tau Pok" game thingy happened once again...

*Long Story intermission*

And so, Donkey Kong terrorised our class. My condolences to all those guys who got caught (Go class spirit!).
But still, curse THAT guy* who sabotaged you people. He's such a selfish person. Just cause he wants to suck up to Donkey Kong in order to get back to being a useless councellor he was, doesn't mean he has to get one quarter of the class into trouble! What a boot-licker he is! Oh well. He'll get his retribution some day, one way or another.

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* No names were mentioned. As such, no flamming or related incidents had taken place in my blog. If YOU happen to think I was refering to you, well, you've probably made a mistake. Don't like what I'm saying, there's a button made specially for you. The 'exit' button. Click it. Good bye. Watch your steps too.
StreetFlow-[Jaz] ate tomatoes on 9:28 AM

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Sigh...FUG FUG FUG!!!
It's easy enough to be pleasant
when life hums along like a song
but the man worth while
is the man who can smile
when everything goes dead wrong.

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I'd like to think I'm that man but I'm not, I have my depressed days too. As all of you who knows me well knows, I WAS using a 2 gigabyte memory stick for my phone. Just some background information on my memory stick-- It would burn a $120-sized hole in anyone's pocket if he were to get one from a store now. But the thing is that right now, it does not seem to be working. Damn you freaking cars! Why did you (the person who drove who-knows-what car) have to drive over my memory stick!? Argh!

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Ookay. So this is wad happened. I was walking up the slope to school in the morning, when I saw Mister Dunnoe-who ( don't know what's his name, but he's the kind who seems to have a funeral to attend to everyday). I was so freaked out, because of my phone dangling from my bag, that I dropped my phone on the road. Yeap. And with that goes my heart.

The case split into two, people watched, couple of cars stopped BUT, but, luckily, the phone was intact. I picked it up, thanking god and dear Jesus, for protecting my phone. The teacher wasn't even looking my way! I put it in my pocket and walked to school, a little embarrassed, but still happy and jolly that my phone's all good and working. But I was wrong.

I went back to class, everything seemed pretty normal, until the moment I tried playing a song! I was like, "Huh? What the...", cause the song wasnt playing like it used to. I checked other stuff and realised that my memory stick wasn't in my phone! Damn! Must have came off when I dropped it! I made a fictionous story to my teacher, saying I've dropped an imaginary wallet by the road and had to get it back.

Thankfully, I got it back. Tragically, it couldn't be read by my phone. CURSE WHOEVER'S CAR WHO DID THIS!

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Sigh... And so here I am, going on and on rentlessly. But I'll forget about this.

I WILL LET GO.
StreetFlow-[Jaz] ate tomatoes on 5:27 PM

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Cool Kicks!
By the way, just before i leave for real, this is one cool video I saw, kudos to K.S. . Thanks dude!


Flashing kicks of Mr. Terada!---You don't wanna be anywhere near his legs...


Signing off for now!
StreetFlow-[Jaz] ate tomatoes on 9:44 PM

Baskets and Balls

I've just heard: Apparently three out of four people make up 75 percent of the population of the world.

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Just thought that from now onwards I'll start writing random thoughts before any posts. Should cheer some poor blokes out there up abit. Smiles ( or I'll force you to) !

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Okay ... So I thought that maybe today I would start some serious, hardcore studying. And to get the momentum, I decided to join in a study group, made up of mainly my closest gang. We were to study together today on A.Math, and only to end after atleast 2 hours of pen-scribbling, calculators-wrenching math exercise. The thing is, we've been doing this before every exams, since sec 2. And the problem is, we always started on a table, but end up somewhere else.

I won't admit anything but all I can say is that most of the time things were not within our control. There was once, eons away, that it was this huge hurricane that blew us away. We wanted to sit down and study so badly, we were willing to give up our shirts! Ahh ... then there was another time, though I can't remember when, a cow, the size of 7 football stadium, came crashing into us and started chewing our homeworks up! So you see, sometimes its just not our fault. We just can't help it.

Today was no different. We encounted a couple of female Vikings , and they were intimidating (though they were kinda cute! In a friendly way, I mean) . They had an appetite matching the blue whale, and ate little boys and girls just like you and me for breakfast.

Me and my friends were an Zed's castle slogging our hearts out on some Math logarithums problems ( pardon me if I've spelt it wrong), when all of the sudden, jolting me out of my seat, shockingly, from nowhere, out of the blu...okay okay... don't want you to go all dizzy with my extensive vocabulary...... we saw a couple of female vikings in a nearby basketball court. They seemed to be playing bas-headball, a popular game among the Vikings. It is where there are two teams, each with I don't know how many players (hey, its not like I play it) , and they all go chasing after a human head.

They saw us and one of them used her come-and-play-don't-study eye laser and shoot it at me. Not having my defences up, I was overcomed by that. Walking in a zombie-liked manner, I walked towards them. My friends, not really sure what was happening, grab me to prevent me from certain death. However, as I've mentioned, I was in a zombie-liked stated, so i bit them. The poison from my saliva caused a chemical reaction on the wound producing liquid slackeride, and it was circulated into the bloodstream in each and every one of my friends. All of them turned like me, and we all started to move towards the bouncing ball... I mean bouncing human H.E.A.D.S ... and we played bas-headball together.

We were seperated into two teams.
The Vikjay (the Vikings and me... still don't know their names), V.S. Zeee-Mattdan ( Zed, Matt and Dan)

All in all it was pretty fun, since my team practically thrashed Zed, Matt and Dan, though I didn't really do much. Oh well... in the end the Vikings were happy and so a happy ending.

So you see? Most of the times its not our fault that we can't study. Infact, it never is! There always some old witch in disguise trying to hook us, or some natural disaster disrupting us... or weird vikings turning us into zombie-liked creatures.........


The story ends...
StreetFlow-[Jaz] ate tomatoes on 8:02 PM

Monday, September 25, 2006

The Great Escape
Just to brag abit about my luck today, I found a POT of GOLD! Yup! Real, hard, teeth-shattering, impossibly-shiny, G.O.L.D. ! Tomorrows lunch is on me. =) Nah, just kidding. Didn't found any gold whatsoever. However, I must say I AM lucky. I think my deadly charms has somehow managed to make Lady Luck go all googoogaga over me. Or maybe its just cause of the things we (me and Miss pretty Lady Luck) did, last night in my room. Giggles. It was a looong night. As so, I'm going to give you the exact details and description of what happpened.


Hahaha. Got you off your chair didn't I? Just kiddin.


But speaking to the point, I've managed to escape the Deadly Killer ( a.k.a. Donkey Kong/Dick King or better known as The D.K.) and his malicious gang of comrades not once, but TWO friggin times! Thank God and Jesus!

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First Escape- Just after the P.E. survey ... thing ... in the AVA, me and Zed decided to seperate from the group and go to the toilet to empty our bladders. After the Emptying Process and the session of gruelling battle with the Zippers and Belt and our little weasels, we left the battlefield with our classrooms in mind as destination. *But suddenly, dark clouds began to form, with lightning flashing down to earth splitting a nearby tree neatly into two ... Alright alright! You got me! I was making those crap out. But whatever, me and my partner saw HIM.*

Thats right. The one who strikes fear in all who ever been through M.S.H.S. .
We saw D.K. . And thus, a heated word-fight took place.

D.k. : Hey, you two! Where do you think you're going? Come here.

(Both starts to tuck-in shirt and move fringe out of the way, Zed and me walked towards him.)
Zed: We just came out of the toilet and we are going back to class now.

Me: Err... yeah yeah.

Apparently trying to use the somewhat little mass left between his ears, he continued.)
D.K. : Is that a handphone in your pocket? (Pointing to Zed's pocket)

(Both Zed and Me starts to piss, although none brought handphones with them.)
Zed: Err, no. Its my wallet. *Silent smirks*

Jaz: Err... yeah yeah.

D.K. : Empty your pockets. *Smirking too*

(Both Zed and me emptied our pockets, revealing wallets, treasure maps, bits of yesterday's leftover from dinner e.t.c. , but no HANDPHONES!)

(Feeling somewhat disappointed, furious and unsatisfied, D.K. had no choice but to release his bite on our heads)

D.K. : Go back to class this way!


Second Escape- With the end of hall assembly ( Can't believe I managed to go through it without hanging myself), D.K. went up to the front and told us some reeally bad news. Probably he had too much steriods in the morning or something, but he was ready to go all out with his favourite job, that is to scare the daylights out of us poor blokes.

He said that he, two other comrades from his gang of deadly Head-Biters are going to conduct hair check, class by class, one by one, individually.

Anyone with long hair (me), long side burns (me), un-sloped hair (me), standing up hair (me), and fringes that touches or over the eyebrow (oops, me again), will have their names taken down and have to produce an "acceptable" haircut (nerd style) by tomorrow morning. Attendance and stuff will be taken as measures to prevent any students from escaping the hair check.

At first, me and my friends though there was no way out of this "flawless" plan. However, being brain-equipped primates, we managed to see a loop hole in this so-called "flawless" plan. Me and a couple of pri-mates... i mean CLASS-mates, sorry... ran to hide in the toilets till the dust settles down.

Once again, I've managed to escape certain death, with the help of Lady Luck. Sadly, it took a few pals of mine to get their names taken down before any of us realised this flaw.

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As extremely understandable people, Zed and me understood that it was D.K.'s job to look for trouble, and the other way round too. Therefore we've never hated him one bit, although sometimes we feel liking slashing some conical body parts off him. I'm just happy i got away from him with my ass intact, for lovely Lady Luck... JUST KIDDING!
StreetFlow-[Jaz] ate tomatoes on 8:36 PM

Sunday, September 24, 2006

SF JJ compilations

StreetFlow-[Jaz] ate tomatoes on 5:05 PM

OH YEA!!

Alright so I completely redid my page. I'm happy with it for the most part, as its more streamlined and everything is just easier to see. It's simple, and that was the point.

I'm done reading Deception Point by Dan Brown and I'm allusively obsessed with the unbelievable ending. For those who haven't read it, I won't spoil anything, but for those who have.. well let me know. I love to chew over these types of things.

I have a lot of homework to do (whether i'm gonna finish them or not, well, thats another subject altogether) , so as usual, I've been surfing the net in procrastination. Here are some cool links I found.

M. Bison beats a Mario level - It's exactly that. Psycho Crusher!

Ryan Patricio solves the rubics cube one hand, in 20secs - Unbelivably crazy.

Bunch of *people doing *things. If there's any videos u want to be in, don't be in this - *add the word "S.T.U.P.I.D." to them.

Thats pretty much to it for this post. Stay tune to be bored out of your mind by me!

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P.S. Finally figured out how to put up songs! Awesome!
However it seems no one managed to get the fabulous cookie ...
Well the song is When there was me and you by Vanessa Anne Hudgens ( Grabiella in High School Musical). Guess i'll have the whole cookie to myself then. =D
StreetFlow-[Jaz] ate tomatoes on 10:29 AM

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Too little to do, too much time...

StreetFlow-[Jaz] ate tomatoes on 10:34 AM

Thursday, September 21, 2006

It's funny when you find yourself
Looking from the outside
I'm standing here but all I wantIs to be over there
Why did I let myself believe
Miracles could happen
Cause now I have to pretend
That I don't really care
I thought you were my fairytale
A dream when I'm not sleeping
A wish upon a star
Thats coming true
But everybody else could tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
When there was me and you
I swore I knew the melody
That I heard you singing
And when you smiled
You made me feel
Like I could sing along
But then you went and changed the words
Now my heart is empty
I'm only left with used-to-be's
Once upon a song
Now I know your not a fairytale
And dreams were meant for sleeping
And wishes on a star
Just don't come true
Cause now even I tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
Cause I liked the view
When there was me and you
I can't believe thatI could be so blind
It's like you were floating
While I was falling
And I didn't mind
Cause I liked the view
Thought you felt it too
When there was me and you

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Just thought the song was... really thought-provoking eh? Ok, who is able to tell me where it came from will stand to win a FABULOUS cookie! xD


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I changed my profile quite a bit. I'm not very good at html, but I'm learning so it's sorta fun all the while. My goal was to just get it simple, you know... make it less messy than the previous layout. I'm still working on it, figuring how to put up all my videos ( I know how you guys soooo want to see them) and awesome songs, but for now let me know how much you hate it.

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I'm procrastinating on homework again. I put on Norah Jones so I can get in the studying mood, but all I've been doing is surfing the web and editing my blog, while grooving to her jazz. Step one's done though, I have my books laid out on my desk.

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If rainbows could be plucked from air
Like threads be woven into hair
Or stars be seized from midnight skies
Varnished into sparkling eyes
Else orchids fresh with morning dew
Yield with scents so new
Oh there would be my perfect girl
Undoubtly, you are that special one.


Another awesome statement to end this post with =)
StreetFlow-[Jaz] ate tomatoes on 9:47 PM

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Saturday, September 16, 2006
Life is like a waiter. It treats you a certain way, but what's brought is your own choice. To add to that, you may look at what's served differently than the person next to you. My life's been treating me well lately, and this is how I see it.

I've been pretty organized lately. I've gotten all my homework done and on time, for once. I've worked up the courage to part from some long-time possessions in order to clear space in my closet, and the ones I'm not parting with I'm putting to extensive use. I'm styling my hair in a new way. I've given up some bad habits. And I've even been exercising a few times a week. All in all things are nice. Also, I have an odd feeling that I can't describe, definitely not in one word, but I'm happy with it. I'm sure things will all be perfect in the end.


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Life is like a waiter. It treats you a certain way, but what's brought is your own choice. To add to that, you may look at what's served differently than the person next to you. My life's been treating me well lately, and this is how I (actually) see it.

I've been pretty (accidentally) organized lately (the past month, for about once). I've gotten all my homework done (copied) and on time (literal last minute), for once (seriously, i think its only once). I've worked up the courage to part from some long-time personal possessions (sold grungy old useless clothes I didn't want) in order to clear space in my closet, and the ones I'm not parting with I'm putting to extensive use (lazily watching dvds multiple times). I'm styling my hair in a new way (can't afford hair cut). I've given up some bad habits (have to because of Charmaine). And I've even been exercising a few times a week (had to run when I was late to class). All in all things are (luckily) nice. Also, I have an odd feeling that I can't describe (not having money), definitely not in one word (poorness), but I'm happy with (despite) it. I'm sure things will all be perfect (satisfactory) in the end.
StreetFlow-[Jaz] ate tomatoes on 9:37 AM

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Wednesday, 13.09.2006
First entry. I've never really dedicated myself to one of these. Let's see if that trend continues. =x


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I have a confession to make. You ready? ........................... Nah.---So I've been sleeping really late lately. My biological clock is all kindsa wrong ("whoa that lady's all kindsa naked"). I really need a break. Maybe a day in a happy place (no not a crazy farm), I'm talking the happiest place on earth. The weekend can't come soon enough!


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Girls grow up with hope. Or at least I hope so... Well, I mean, they're told that someday their prince will come. What about for guys? No I don't want a prince, nyah. I'm talking about a princess. Someone H.O.T. You know, someone happy, organized, and talented. Now, I'm perfectly fine the way I am, but I have a friend, Neil. He likes Betty, and well it gets really complicated but I think he should be more positive about it. So should she, but she's stubborn. She always wins anyhow. What was I saying? Oh yeah there should be a bit more guy fairytales.


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I don't know what I'm talking about. Does anybody? I'm not talking about love. But, again... what do we talk about when we talk about love? Can anyone really explain it? Nah. It's like trying to catch smoke. It's like trying to catch smoke with your bare hands. And what is it with nature anyway? The past few years have seen devastating natural disasters all in major areas. I mean come on, TWO hurricanes, an enormous tsunami, mudslides, fires... even the worst earthquake in Pakistan's history... Let's hope that's it for a while. But what AM I talking about anyway? We all hate tangents right? Circles suck. But what was I talking about? Can someone explain why I'm free associating? I need a break.


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Sigh... this week is a series of struggles and perils! I mean, with the TPM, results being given back to its scared-stiff owner (yea its that bad =< ), bla bla bla...the list goes on and on! Damn! Sigh...a break is what i really need from all this nonsensical troubles. Lets hope things turn for the better.


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I apologize for all who took the time to sit through that literary equivalent of three successive cold showers.
StreetFlow-[Jaz] ate tomatoes on 9:39 PM