Feeling much better...seems I had conjunctivitis. I suspect that Jason could have been the original source, as me and Tsang Sheng were infected. Or it could be that the classroom itself is dirty. Inferring from the anti-bacterial ointment the doctor gave me, I had either:

Bacterial conjunctivitis is most often caused by pyogenic bacteria such as Staphylococcus or Streptococcus from the patient's own skin or respiratory flora. Others are due to infection from the environment (eg insect bourne), from other people (usually by touch - especially in children), but occasionally via eye makeup or facial lotions. An example of this is conjunctivitis due to the bacteria Haemophilus influenzae biogroup aegyptius.

Viral conjunctivitis is spread by aerosol or contact of a variety of contagious viruses, including many that cause the common cold, so that it is often associated with upper respiratory tract symptoms. Clusters of cases have been due to transfer from inadequately-sterilised ophthalmic instruments that make contact with the eye


As infectious as the common cold. Beware!

Octupus that can turn "invisible". Watch it! Just one of the fine wonders of nature.

Yesterday I went to school and my left eye itched like hell. Had a minor headache and felt horrible, but never did anything. Went home and called my mom. I went and had a nap and when I woke up and Ihad my dinner and went to the doc. I had a fucking eye infection. x.X The bugger teachers also never notice, lol. Anyways it seems that it has spread to Tsang sheng, Jason and Shenglong according to www.shadowmysterious.blogspot.com


I AM SO SORRY, TSANG SHENG, JASON AND SHENGLONG.

I am feeling horrible....

I think the reason I want to get good grades is so that I at least say I'm better than some of the buggers I see and talk to everyday.

It seems like certain people are too afraid to put their name of my tagboard and say what they want to say..... dumbass

Shunsui



Ruud van Nistelrooy

See the resememblance?


Edgar Davids



Tousen

=O They must be related!

CLARENCE YOU NOOB

This morning there was a knock at my door. When I answered the door I found a well groomed, nicely dressed couple. The man spoke first:

John: "Hi! I'm John, and this is Mary."

Mary: "Hi! We're here to invite you to come kiss Hank's ass with us."

Me: "Pardon me?! What are you talking about? Who's Hank, and why would I want to kiss His ass?"

John: "If you kiss Hank's ass, He'll give you a million dollars; and if you don't, He'll kick the shit out of you."

Me: "What? Is this some sort of bizarre mob shake-down?"

John: "Hank is a billionaire philanthropist. Hank built this town. Hank owns this town. He can do whatever He wants, and what He wants is to give you a million dollars, but He can't until you kiss His ass."

Me: "That doesn't make any sense. Why..."

Mary: "Who are you to question Hank's gift? Don't you want a million dollars? Isn't it worth a little kiss on the ass?"

Me: "Well maybe, if it's legit, but..."

John: "Then come kiss Hank's ass with us."

Me: "Do you kiss Hank's ass often?"

Mary: "Oh yes, all the time..."

Me: "And has He given you a million dollars?"

John: "Well no. You don't actually get the money until you leave town."

Me: "So why don't you just leave town now?"

Mary: "You can't leave until Hank tells you to, or you don't get the money, and He kicks the shit out of you."

Me: "Do you know anyone who kissed Hank's ass, left town, and got the million dollars?"

John: "My mother kissed Hank's ass for years. She left town last year, and I'm sure she got the money."

Me: "Haven't you talked to her since then?"

John: "Of course not, Hank doesn't allow it."

Me: "So what makes you think He'll actually give you the money if you've never talked to anyone who got the money?"

Mary: "Well, He gives you a little bit before you leave. Maybe you'll get a raise, maybe you'll win a small lotto, maybe you'll just find a twenty-dollar bill on the street."

Me: "What's that got to do with Hank?"

John: "Hank has certain 'connections.'"

Me: "I'm sorry, but this sounds like some sort of bizarre con game."

John: "But it's a million dollars, can you really take the chance? And remember, if you don't kiss Hank's ass He'll kick the shit out of you."

Me: "Maybe if I could see Hank, talk to Him, get the details straight from Him..."

Mary: "No one sees Hank, no one talks to Hank."

Me: "Then how do you kiss His ass?"

John: "Sometimes we just blow Him a kiss, and think of His ass. Other times we kiss Karl's ass, and he passes it on."

Me: "Who's Karl?"

Mary: "A friend of ours. He's the one who taught us all about kissing Hank's ass. All we had to do was take him out to dinner a few times."

Me: "And you just took his word for it when he said there was a Hank, that Hank wanted you to kiss His ass, and that Hank would reward you?"

John: "Oh no! Karl has a letter he got from Hank years ago explaining the whole thing. Here's a copy; see for yourself."

From the Desk of Karl

1. Kiss Hank's ass and He'll give you a million dollars when you leave town.
2. Use alcohol in moderation.
3. Kick the shit out of people who aren't like you.
4. Eat right.
5. Hank dictated this list Himself.
6. The moon is made of green cheese.
7. Everything Hank says is right.
8. Wash your hands after going to the bathroom.
9. Don't use alcohol.
10. Eat your wieners on buns, no condiments.
11. Kiss Hank's ass or He'll kick the shit out of you.

Me: "This appears to be written on Karl's letterhead."

Mary: "Hank didn't have any paper."

Me: "I have a hunch that if we checked we'd find this is Karl's handwriting."

John: "Of course, Hank dictated it."

Me: "I thought you said no one gets to see Hank?"

Mary: "Not now, but years ago He would talk to some people."

Me: "I thought you said He was a philanthropist. What sort of philanthropist kicks the shit out of people just because they're different?"

Mary: "It's what Hank wants, and Hank's always right."

Me: "How do you figure that?"

Mary: "Item 7 says 'Everything Hank says is right.' That's good enough for me!"

Me: "Maybe your friend Karl just made the whole thing up."

John: "No way! Item 5 says 'Hank dictated this list himself.' Besides, item 2 says 'Use alcohol in moderation,' Item 4 says 'Eat right,' and item 8 says 'Wash your hands after going to the bathroom.' Everyone knows those things are right, so the rest must be true, too."

Me: "But 9 says 'Don't use alcohol.' which doesn't quite go with item 2, and 6 says 'The moon is made of green cheese,' which is just plain wrong."

John: "There's no contradiction between 9 and 2, 9 just clarifies 2. As far as 6 goes, you've never been to the moon, so you can't say for sure."

Me: "Scientists have pretty firmly established that the moon is made of rock..."

Mary: "But they don't know if the rock came from the Earth, or from out of space, so it could just as easily be green cheese."

Me: "I'm not really an expert, but I think the theory that the Moon was somehow 'captured' by the Earth has been discounted*. Besides, not knowing where the rock came from doesn't make it cheese."

John: "Ha! You just admitted that scientists make mistakes, but we know Hank is always right!"

Me: "We do?"

Mary: "Of course we do, Item 7 says so."

Me: "You're saying Hank's always right because the list says so, the list is right because Hank dictated it, and we know that Hank dictated it because the list says so. That's circular logic, no different than saying 'Hank's right because He says He's right.'"

John: "Now you're getting it! It's so rewarding to see someone come around to Hank's way of thinking."

Me: "But...oh, never mind. What's the deal with wieners?"

Mary: She blushes.

John: "Wieners, in buns, no condiments. It's Hank's way. Anything else is wrong."

Me: "What if I don't have a bun?"

John: "No bun, no wiener. A wiener without a bun is wrong."

Me: "No relish? No Mustard?"

Mary: She looks positively stricken.

John: He's shouting. "There's no need for such language! Condiments of any kind are wrong!"

Me: "So a big pile of sauerkraut with some wieners chopped up in it would be out of the question?"

Mary: Sticks her fingers in her ears."I am not listening to this. La la la, la la, la la la."

John: "That's disgusting. Only some sort of evil deviant would eat that..."

Me: "It's good! I eat it all the time."

Mary: She faints.

John: He catches Mary. "Well, if I'd known you were one of those I wouldn't have wasted my time. When Hank kicks the shit out of you I'll be there, counting my money and laughing. I'll kiss Hank's ass for you, you bunless cut-wienered kraut-eater."

With this, John dragged Mary to their waiting car, and sped off.

Found on the internet. I wonder if this has some sort of relation to the real world? ;)

OMFG It's wormy!

New Skin

Yup, i got a new skin. It's quite girlish...but what the heck, Yachiru's cute. I'm willing to to have a cutesy blogskin. LOL

CLARENCE HOW TALL ARE YOU? I AM GOING TO COMPARE YOU TO BLEACH CHARACTERS AND I NEED YOUR HEIGHT



I think I shall delete the nudey one as I have found this "cleaner" pic

Clarence said during Mr. Tan farewell party that HuiShia looks like Yoruichi from the back. While I do see the similarities. huishia ahs abosolutely nothing on Yoruichi.

ok, rant done.

Yoruichi is the tanned babe on the left side of the picture on the post below, by the way.

Poem

This is my fave poem, I even read it for a poetry contest, lol:

The Tyger
by William Blake

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare sieze the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art.
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Update:And the companion poem to the Tyger, the Lamb, seems like this 2 poems were inspired from the Bible...o.o:

Little Lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed,
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, woolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
Little Lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?

Little Lamb, I'll tell thee,
Little Lamb, I'll tell thee.
He is called by thy name,
For He calls Himself a Lamb.
He is meek, and He is mild;
He became a little child.
I a child, and thou a lamb,
We are called by His name.
Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Little Lamb, God bless thee!

LYRICS FOR * BY ORANGE RANGE

BLEACH OPENING ONE

* miageta yozora no hoshitachi no hikari inishie no omoi negai ga jidai wo koe iroaseru KOTO naku todoku KIRARI hitomi ni utsuru dareka no sakebi kaze ni omoi wo tsuki ni negai wo chikara aru kagiri ikiteikunda kyou mo bokura no omoi mo itsuka dareka no mune ni hikari tsuzukeyou ano hoshi no you ni hitotsu futatsu kane no ne wa hibiku kokoro no naka e to hiroku fukaku monogatari no youna hoshi no shizuku sono naka ni hosoi senro wo kizuku jikan to tomo ni jidai wa ugoku nagareru hoshi wa shizuka ni ugoku me wo tojite mimi wo sumaseba GOOD BYE oozora ippai no shirokuro shashin nabiku MAFURA- shiroi iki sukoshi demo chikazuki takute ano takadai made kakeashi de omotai bouenkyou toridasu to RENZU hamidashita SUTA-DASUTTO jikan wo ubawareta jikan jidai wo koete kuru ROMAN # hanate hikari makezu ni shikkari ima toki wo koe dareka ni todoku made eikou no hikari wa kono mukou ni KIMItachi to tsukutteiku SUTO-RI- REPEAT * ubugoe ageta chiisana hikari ookina hikari jikuu wo koe deai subete no kagayaki ga hitotsu to nari tsukuridasu monogatari ten to ten wo musubu seiza no you ni dareka ni totte bokura mo kirei na e egaketetara ii ne miagete goran yo hora fuyu no DAIAMONDO yuruyaka na amanogawa sugu yuuki torimodoseru kara REPEAT # REPEAT * kono sora wa hitotsu dokomade mo hiroku sou umi no mukou ima umareru ibuki tatareru inochi hoshi wa terasu megami no gotoku nagaku tsuzuku kurikaesu shunkashuntou no isshun demo ii sukoshi de ii omoi wo kizamu tada hatenaku toki wo koe kagayaki dasu monogatari wa kokoro no naka de tsuzuite iru ano hi no kimi wa itsuka yogisha ni notte miageta yozora no hoshitachi no hikari inishie no omoi negai ga jidai wo koe iroaseru KOTO naku todoku KIRARI hitomi ni utsuru dareka no sakebi kaze ni omoi wo tsuki ni negai wo chikara aru kagiri ikiteikunda kyou mo miageta yozora no hoshitachi no hikari inishie no omoi negai ga jidai wo koe iroaseru KOTO naku todoku bokura no omoi mo itsuka dareka no mune ni hikari tsuzukeyou ano hoshi no you ni hikari tsuzukeyou ano hoshi no you ni