Thursday, December 29, 2005
  Some random bullshit i have came up with.
Now it's less than 2 days to the spanking new year 2006, and I have been living in total delirium. They once said that what you are doing on the last few minutes of the previous year will be what you will be doing in your next year. I will be delirious for the whole of 2006. Greato.

Anyways, the animal for the year 2006 is Dog. Hmm Dog - God? God in reverse or opposite? Hehe. I think you got the idea now. Hails to 2006 is advance! Plus, have you, my dearest reader-fiends, realised the diabolical significance of 6th June 2006 (06/06/06)? I assure you, the world will not be the same again. *smirks in the fashion of a Malfoy*

To add more madness to this post of already maddened stuff, read this: As a young fallen angel, Satan used to revel in the joys of observing mortals and fantasizing ammagedon. Now, a matured blasphemer, The Beast will spasm in the thrills of materialising Doomsday, rejoicing with the increasing death toll of Christians.

With fullmoon diabolism (mystickism), we will usher in the new year, the New Age of Aquarius. And, let us, at that point of time, depart the past follies of being blinded by The ''Great'' Lord's seemingly beneficial ableit thrashy teachings.

Til then, have a nice day and Auf Wiedersehen!

  So you want to be a Death Eater?
Haha! I found it at MuggleNet.com. Interesting information for all aspiring Death Eater wannabes. :P

Greetings, new follower:

If you are reading this letter then you have doubtless been accepted into the select band of professional wizards known as the Death Eaters. If by some unprecedented chance you are reading this and you have not been accepted into the Death Eaters then I suggest you put down this letter and leave now, or the consequences for you will be as terrible as my lifelong study into the Dark Arts can make them.

Please find enclosed a short introductory guide to Death Eating, which you must memorise and then eat, to prevent security leaks. (Due to an unfortunate fatality last week, it is now permitted to cut the guide into small pieces before swallowing).

The next meeting is scheduled for midnight, 11th June, when I trust we will have the pleasure of watching your initiation ceremony. Please remember to bring a clean handsaw and enough twine. It's so distressing when people don't prepare for these events properly.

Yours in infamy,

Lord Voldemort

So You Want To Be A Death Eater?

Welcome to this helpful guide to being a Death Eater. This leaflet should provide you with all the information you need to become a successful servant to the Dark Lord. It will if you know what's good for you. Please read every page before eating.

Aims of the society:
World peace *
To be evil
To conquer the world
Elimination of all Muggles
Elimination of all Mudbloods
Elimination of Albus Dumbledore & the Order of the Phoenix
Elimination of (miscellaneous)
To serve Lord Voldemort (that's me!)
To create sanctuaries for endangered breeds of snakes
* This statement is a lie.

List of Equipment required for new Death Eaters:

(Equipment marked * must be obtained from Messers. Gorgon & Black Limited, outfitters to the intensely evil and terminally stylish since 12 BC. Their premises are on Knockturn Alley, but they now do mail order as well.)

Long Black Robes (Casual) *
Long Black Robes (Smart) *
Short Black Robes (for summer wear) *
Long Black cloak (silk is preferable to velvet, as it is much more absorbent) *
Black mask (informal)
Black mask (sequined)
Black boots (Stiletto heels are no longer permitted) *
Black leather gloves (barbed wire ornamentation optional) *
Extra wand in case of losing first wand
Plastic imitation wand in case of losing Extra wand

Cane (For favored members only. Unauthorized possession of a cane will result in a heavy fine. Before possessing cane, it is necessary to pass a rigorous series of tests to ascertain that your carrying-a-cane-in-a-nonchalant-yet-evil-fashion skills are up to scratch).

Dueling sword *
Disguise kit, containing: Nun's outfit, false beard, beekeeping veil, Muggle policeman's costume, etc. *
Assorted chains
Pointy stick

Recommended Reading:
Curses and Counter-Curses by Professor Vindictus Viridian
Evil: A Beginners Guide by Professor E. Maledict
The Illustrated Torturer's handbook by Bellatrix Black
What Not to Wear in the Torture Chamber by Narcissa Malfoy
Sex, Lies, and Unforgivable Curses: The Authorised Biography of Lord Voldemort by Peter Pettigrew
Caring For Your New Tattoo: An Informative Guide St. Mungo's Hospital Skin Department

Death Eater may also own snake or dragon or hippogriff. But only Lord Voldemort may possess a basilisk.

Death Eater Rules:

No Death Eater shall be a spy for Dumbledore.

No Death Eater shall play the harmonica.

All Death Eaters must be proficient in the Dark Arts: murder, Unforgivable Curses, yodeling etc. An annual examination will be made to make sure that all members are up to scratch.

No Death Eater shall behave with integrity unless it is a genuine accident.

A Death Eater must be pureblooded.

No Death Eater must ever mention that the Dark Lord himself is not pureblooded.

No Death Eater may kill another Death Eater without a very good reason.

All Death Eaters shall answer Lord Voldemort's summons immediately. (Unless you are having a shower, in which case it is permitted to don a bath robe first.)

All Death Eaters shall have vaguely sinister surnames.

All Death Eaters shall overtake on the left.

Frequently Asked Questions:

What happens if Voldemort is displeased with me?

As this is a fairly run (and currently short-staffed) organization, you will probably receive a warning. And some soul-destroying torture. A second offense and you will probably die a slow death. Options include:

Being slowly eaten by a manticore.

Being dissolved in a vat of basilisk venom.

Gradual impalement on your own wand.

Death by Mandrake (according to season).

The Pancake curse. (This newly developed spell will carve you into wafer-thin slices. Victims killed in this way are traditionally cooked in hot fat and served with maple syrup or lemon juice at Death Eater feasts.)

Being flayed alive and used as a life-sized glove puppet at Death Eater children's parties.

Avada Kedavra (if we're in a hurry/ feeling rather unimaginative).

What should I do if I decide to leave the organization?

Make your funeral arrangements as quickly as possible. (See above)

What is the salary like?

You should be in this job for the principle of the thing, not for sordid reasons. So let's just say that it's much, much better than they pay at the Ministry. There will also be opportunities for pillage, looting, theft, etc., and Christmas bonuses are guaranteed.

Does the Dark Mark hurt?

Of course it does; this is an evil society after all. What are you, a wimp?

Can the Dark Mark be removed by laser treatment?

No. Only a moron would ask such a stupid question.

But it can be temporarily obscured by a good-quality concealer. (Make sure it's a shade darker than your skin tone, as a lighter shade will simply draw attention to the tattoo. Pat translucent powder over the concealer to make it last longer.)

Is there a retirement age for Death Eaters?

You probably won't live long enough to have to deal with this problem.

Can I kill personal enemies or just opponents of Voldemort?

Murder is encouraged on principle; however, personal killings should be reserved for each individual Death Eater's free time, as obviously serving Lord Voldemort is much more important. Occasional massacre outings/ dark revels may take place as rewards for good (i.e. bad) behavior.

What should I do if Voldemort is defeated at the height of his powers by a one-year-old boy?

This circumstance is so unlikely that there is no point devising a protocol to deal with it.

The Death Eater Anthem (to be memorised by each new recruit as soon as possible). Please note that this tune should never, never, never, never be sung to the tune of "Blackadder," an inane Muggle television program to which we are completely oblivious and never watch. Honestly.

Who lurk beneath the undergrowth?
When all is dim and dark?
Who murder people in their beds
Or sometimes in the park?
Death Eaters! Death Eaters!
Our blood is pure as pure!
Death Eaters! Death Eaters!
We all love Voldemort!
We serve the Dark Lord every day,
We're always very loyal
And if with us you don't agree
We'll boil you in hot oil!
Death Eaters! Death Eaters!
We're evil as can be!
Death Eaters! Death Eaters!
But if we're scared we'll flee!
Our curses are incredible.
We're known for our Morsmordres
And though our leader is insane
We always follow orders.
Death Eaters! Death Eaters!
We're wickedness collective!
Death Eaters! Death Eaters!
Yet rather ineffective!

Health and Safety:

Being a Death Eater is naturally a dangerous job. Lord Voldemort accepts no liability for any pain/suffering/torture/impalement/loss of limbs/grievous bodily harm/disintegration/insanity/imprisonment/loss of soul/death which you may experience while in his service. No good will come of any attempts to sue him as a negligent employer. Trust us.

However, in order to protect members, these safety guidelines have been developed for Death Eaters both during leisure time and on missions for the Dark Lord:

Don't try to take out Harry Potter yourself. It is extremely presumptuous. Leave it to Lord Voldemort, who has much more practice.

Employ masterly deceit to conceal your allegiance to the Dark Lord: e.g., if someone accuses you of being a Death Eater, laugh carelessly and say: "No, I am not a Death Eater. Would you like a cup of tea?" This Machiavellian trickery should be enough to convince them.

If this does not convince your accuser, have them discreetly murdered. (Sussex and Fox Ltd, of 13, Knockturn Alley, run a very efficient assassination service and are currently offering cut-price deals for friends and associates of the Dark Lord. Present your membership card at the counter for further details.)

Keep your wand on you at all times, even if you are asleep/on a hot date/in the bath/on the beach/wearing very tight-fitting leather garments (or all of these at once).

Ostentatious indicators of evil, such as manic laughter/dressing entirely in black swooshy robes (Snape, this means you)/ making sinister comments/killing people should be practiced only in private.

If you suspect someone of being a spy, kill them and their family at the first opportunity. If it turns out they were not a spy at all, pass it off as a light-hearted practical joke.

Only eat food prepared by yourself or your faithful minions. Do not trust your spouse(s)/partner(s), no matter how pretty he/she/they may be.

Similarly, do not accept drinks from anyone. This may cause offense when visiting a pub or bar but it's better than being dead. Obviously.

Do not take off your mask for any reason while on a mission. If people see your face while you are conjuring the Dark Mark/ massacring etc, they may suspect that you are a Death Eater.

Do not try to smoke while wearing your mask, as it is not fireproof.

Never address your colleagues by name while on a mission. Survivors may recall it at a later date. For the same reason, never mention your address or telephone number to anyone you are kidnapping/raping/torturing/killing, no matter how attractive they may be. Evil relationship experts have stated that romance is unlikely to flourish under such circumstances anyway.

Burn all sensitive documents. Not only will this deter spies, it is also amusing as it contributes to global warming.

Set up an anti-Apparating spell round your residence (but make sure you have a Portkey handy so you're not embarrassingly trapped there if the place is attacked by Aurors).

Prepare a secret hideout for yourself should your cover be blown. Failure to do this may lead to your sharing a hideout with another Death Eating family, which often results in friction over use of bathroom facilities, television, etc.

Don't upset Lord Voldemort. It will only end in tears. (And multiple burns, fractured limbs, mortal torment, etc.)
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
1. Post the top 20 OR 30 OR 50 most frequently played songs in your player for the past one year.
2. Name five victims to pass the game on.

in no order of merit, and according to play count, since july 2005,

1. Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids - CoF.
2. Queen of Winter, Throned. - CoF.
3. Sonne - Rammstein.
4. Purity - Slipknot.
5. Raabjorn speiler draugheims skodde - Dimmu Borgir.
6. Stormblast - Dimmu Borgir.
7. A Gothic Romace (Red roses for the Devil's Whore) - CoF.
8. Funeral of Hearts - HIM.
9. Apostles in Triumph - Opeth.
10. Thirteen Autumns and A Widow - CoF.
11. Benzin - Rammstein.
12. Dusk and Her Embrace - CoF.
13. By Dark Glorious Thoughs - Enthroned.
14. Goddess of Sodomy - Dark Funeral.
15. When Love and Death Embrace - HIM.
16. Target Audience - Marilyn Manson.
17. At Least that's what you said - Wilco.
18. Gilded Cunt - CoF.
19. Progenies of the Great Apocalyse - Dimmu Borgir.
20. A Succubus in Rapture - Dimmu Borgir.

I'll pass this to

1. Merle
2. Rei
3. Fariza
4. Lincoln
5. Ren Hui

As you can clearly observe, my reputation of being a Cradle of Filth Whore is maintained.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
  Best of 2005.
Well, well. Since I am so bored, I shall do this. Plus, the year AD 2005 is coming to its inevitable demise in less than 4 days. I would like to take this chance to list down my favourite things of 2005. So sit back and stare at the next few lines of words and then comment, 'Oh Ok. Why are you telling me this?'.

Best moment of 2005 -- Slipknot Gig at Fort Canning Park on 16th August, 8.24 pm to 10.05 pm. (Yes, I remembered the exact duration of my favourite 2005 moment. That's how much I am an maggot.)

Best Band of 2005 -- Got to be Cradle of Filth. (As someone mentioned, I'm a Cradle of Filth Whore. Dani, you rock my world!)

Best Album of 2005 -- It's a tie between Rosenrot of Rammstein and Stormblast of Dimmu Borgir. (perhaps it's because I haven't got Opeth's Ghost Reveries.)

Best DVD of 2005 -- Cradle of Filth's 'Peace Through Superior Firepower'. (The shockumentary is indeed shocking.}

Best Vocalist of 2005 -- You guessed it, Dani Filth.

Best Guitarist of 2005 -- Paul Allender. (and Richard coming in second.)

Best Bassist of 2005 -- I'm not into bass, so I don't care. lol.

Best Drummer of 2005 -- Joey Jordison. That's self explanatory.

Best Song of 2005 -- This is going to be hard. Hmm, Rosenrot? (It's catchy, nice, and sung by Till! That's good enough to qualify.)

Best discovery of 2005 -- Eating Subway.

Best food of 2005 -- 6 inch Oven Toasted Chicken Breast Pramasean Oregano bread complete with chocolate chip cookies and coke. (I'm hungry!)

Best drink of 2005 -- I gotta credit Baron Strong Brew for this, for they sponsored the Slipknot gig.

Best swear words of 2005 -- Prick. (plus my ever-useful middle finger, since the finger can't be a word.)

Best hand gesture of 2005 -- \m/! (what else?!)

Best grade of 2005 -- A2. (I suck lah!)

Best website of 2005 -- www.yousuckalot.com.

Best book I have read in 2005 -- Interview with a Vampire by Anne Rice. (Can I be your fledging, Lestat?)

Best movie in 2005 -- Since 2005 is my sucky Os year, the number of movies I watched is a miserable one. I would say Downfall. (Hail the german film!)

Best Hero of 2005 -- TT Durai. (Thanks for sucking money into your wallet.)

Best Villian of 2005 -- Badman. (Batman, get it?)

Best 2 other things that happened to me -- Getting interviewed by Newpaper and Friday weekly and meeting my fiends, Rei, Merle and Fariza. <333

Best 'Most butterflies in my stomach' -- Flourish Competition at Magic Unlimited. (was nervous as hell.)

Best thing that happened (flourish-related) -- Owning Daren at Tornado cut. :P (Kidding.)

Best pals of 2005 -- Rei, Merle, Fariza, Alden (stop calling me lesbian!), Calesta (well, you still suck. Quit watching anime porn, will ya?!), Si Ping (yes, you still suck as well.), Yee Shin (Same, you suck.), Justin aka J10 and my brother.

Best Teacher of 2005 -- It's a tie between Mr Mok and Mr Neo. - votes Mr Neo one more time- Here! We've got a winner. (Thanks for his frequent chat sessions and of course, his CDs.)(Mr Mok, I do enjoy your highly mocking (all puns intended in all ways) lessons.)

Best thing in school -- My table cover! (sigh, i didn't bring it back or take a photo of it.)

Best Slash pairing -- Draco/Lucius Malfoy.

Best (I can't think of any...)

Alright, I'm sick of Best of 2005. End of post! Auf Wiedersehen!
  Tag Game.
Present from Ren Hui.

Read the rules and play the game.

Rules of the game:

Post 5 weird and random facts about yourself and list down 5 victims at the end of your list who has to play this game. Please leave a tag at the blog of the 5 victims that goes: " You have been tagged! Read my blog and Play the game!"

Five weird and random facts about myself:

1. I like to riffle through the pages of a new book and listen to the crispy sounds it made.

2. I have scored super high for additional mathematics.

3. I dislike all colours except Black. (I guessed you have figured this.)

4. I have a fetish for BDSM.

5. I like to stone in long bus rides.

The 5 victims:

1. Fariza
2. Rei
3. Merle
4. Si Yang
5. My sister.

- God damned bored.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
  Les 120 journées de Sodome ou l'école du libertinage
Phew. I was reading about Marquis De Sade on Wikipedia, then stumbled into his greatest piece of writing, 120 Days of Sodom or Les 120 journées de Sodome ou l'école du libertinage.

Before I proceed to say anything at all futhur, go to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/120_days_of_Sodom.

I assume you have read what's on that above given link. My reaction after reading it is 'Holy Molly! I gotta read this!', feeling totally hyped up. Merle, we must get this book no matter what happens. Screw the censorboard.

Even, the term Sadism comes from his writer, Marquis De Sade. Hail to him!

  Friedrich Nietzsche
Was spending my day reading up om the works of Friedrich Nietzsche. I must say that I so agree with his teachings and all. Brilliant German philosopher.

Here's one of his quotes that left me in awe:
What is good? Everything that heightens the feeling of power in man, the will to power, power itself. What is Bad? Everything that is born of weakness. What is happiness? The feeling that power is growing, that resistance has been overcome. Not contentedness but more power; not peace but war; not virtue but fitness. The weak and the failures shall perish like fish: first principle is our love of man. And they shall even be given every possible assistance. What is more Harmful than any vice? Active pity for all the failures and all the weak: Christianity. —Nietzsche, The Antichrist.

"Modern democracy is the historic form of decay of the state"(Nietzsche, der Antichrist)

Heil Friedrich Nietzsche!

Looks like I must go to the library to read up more on this magnificant man and his thoughts.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
  Another boring day...
Greetings, my fiend.

Today is yet another boring day. Went to Kovan to apply for the Japanese Tidbits Store, those people imitated me by saying 'You gotta stand 12 hour straight, the last 2 weeks must work straight, no break you know?!'. Well, I just wait for their call. Then, I bought coffee for my mom at her shop. Then, I went to Street magic, gosh, it's god damned boring there also. Then, I went to the Dental Clinic as my mom said they needed Dental Assistant, nah, they do not want students. Okay, Fine.

Here comes the highlight of the day. Sit tight and devour my next paragraph of words. :P

As I was walking out of the dental clinic, I saw a group of teenagers walking towards me. Soon, my Christ-o-radar sent alarms to me. Anyways, I entertained those young christians. A bespectacled girl was silenced by my abrupt asking of 'What is this?' in a callous ableit harsh manner. She softly mumbled, 'Oh we are Christians (I knew it!). And we are ...' Again I silenced her by the most non-chalanant comment of mine, "Oh. So sorry, I'm antichrist." She, still unaware of the situation that she's facing a tough cookie, said "Oh nevermind. Just take." Oh okay, I took it. (not because I'm obeying an order from a christian. But I need it to desekrate with Rei :P) The guys behind her were already half shocked. As I departed them in lurch for them to reel in shock, I gave them another shocker by shouting (not really shouting, but in a loud voice), "Hail Satan!" plus a hand gesture of the devil horns, \m/. I walked away without looking back as I was hundred and one percent certain of my shocking skills. Triumphant as I was, within 5 minutes another group of weirdo christians came up to me. Silencing them once yet again, I said, 'I got it already. Can't you bloody see?', again in the non-chalant manner, 'Oh yes, by the way, I'm Antichrist.', I reminded them again, they don't seem to understand that fact. To deepen their appal, I threw a smirk to their horror-stricken faces like those of a Malfoy, then walked away at full speed and grace, with a full bloom sense of accomplishment warming up my heart. Rei, our desekration plan is going on fine, I assure you. ;)

Hail to me!

At least, that brightened up my boring day. Christians never fail to amuse me with their special (queer) personalities. What interesting specimen of living organisms they are.
  This is my saviour!
Yeah! I have finally found a good online translator. So no more hassle and using broken german!

Fellow german (or norwegian) obsessed fiends, feel absolutely free to go here: http://ets.freetranslation.com/.

Enlightenment is the thing that will surface on your mind when you first clicked the Translation button. I believe with this wonderful tool, I'll be able to learn german and norwegian at a faster rate than to figure it out myself listening to Rammstein and other nordic black metal band.

Especially for the case of norwegian, which I am totally retarded at. This has came to great use. Now I can say : Hei. Min navn er Ng Ling Xuan. Hvordan gjør De gjør? Jeg er god.

Hehe, I like this translator!
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
  Rammstein Fever hits me.
Recently, I have been hopelessly obsessed over Rammstein together with my Voldemort. Swooning in Rammstein is my new-found love. Amongst all, i have been most obsessed over their latest hit, Rosenrot. I can't resist the tempting temptation but to post the lyrics up here and look at it in awe even though my german is as bad as a week-old dinner leftovers.


Sah ein Mädchen ein Röslein stehen
Blühte dort in lichten Höhen
Sprach sie ihren Liebsten an
ob er es ihr steigen kann

Sie will es und so ist es fein
So war es und so wird es immer sein
Sie will es und so ist es Brauch
Was sie will bekommt sie auch

Tiefe Brunnen muss man graben
wenn man klares Wasser will
Rosenrot oh Rosenrot
Tiefe Wasser sind nicht still

Der Jüngling steigt den Berg mit Qual
Die Aussicht ist ihm sehr egal
Hat das Röslein nur im Sinn
Bringt es seiner Liebsten hin

Sie will es und so ist es fein
So war es und so wird es immer sein
Sie will es und so ist es Brauch
Was sie will bekommt sie auch

Tiefe Brunnen muss man graben
wenn man klares Wasser will
Rosenrot oh Rosenrot
Tiefe Wasser sind nicht still

An seinen Stiefeln bricht ein Stein
Will nicht mehr am Felsen sein
Und ein Schrei tut jedem kund
Beide fallen in den Grund

Sie will es und so ist es fein
So war es und so wird es immer sein
Sie will es und so ist es Brauch
Was sie will bekommt sie auch

Tiefe Brunnen muss man graben
wenn man klares Wasser will
Rosenrot oh Rosenrot
Tiefe Wasser sind nicht still


Freur und Wasser (another song that keep playing in my head)

Wenn sie Brust schwimmt ist das schön
dann kann ich in ihr Zentrum sehn
Nicht dass die Brust das Schöne wär
Ich schwimm ihr einfach hinterher
Funkenstaub fließt aus der Mitte
ein Feuerwerk springt aus dem Schritt

Feuer und Wasser kommt nicht zusammen
Kann man nicht binden sind nicht verwandt
In Funken versunken steh ich in Flammen
und bin im Wasser verbrannt
Im Wasser verbrannt

Wenn sie nackt schwimmt ist das schön
dann will ich sie von hinten sehn
Nicht dass die Brüste reizvoll wären
Die Beine öffnen sich wie Scheren
Dann leuchtet heiß aus dem Versteck
die Flamme aus dem Schenkeleck

Sie schwimmt vorbei bemerkt mich nicht
Ich bin ihr Schatten sie steht im Licht
Da ist keine Hoffnung und keine Zuversicht denn

Feuer und Wasser kommt nicht zusammen
Kann man nicht binden sind nicht verwandt
In Funken versunken steh ich in Flammen
und bin im Wasser verbrannt
So kocht das Blut in meinen Lenden
Ich halt sie fest mit nassen Händen
Glatt wie ein Fisch und kalt wie Eis
sie wird sich nicht an mich verschwenden
Ich weiß

Feuer und Wasser kommt nie zusammen
Kann man nicht binden sind nicht verwandt
In Funken versunken steh ich in Flammen
und bin im Wasser verbrannt


Rammstein rules BIG time. No doubt to that.
  Dune Messiah
Finished reading Dune Messiah yesterday night. The ending blew me off! Dune never fails to amaze and intrigue me.

So Paul Atreides or Muad Dib sort of died, or rather was passed to his son. Now, Paul is his son, and his son is Paul. Wow. Brilliant novel. The son of Paul shall be called Leto for his father's honour and the twin sister, Ghanima.

Towards the end of the novel, I was intrigued by a line. Here's it: We say of Muad Dib that he has gone on a journey into that land where we walk without footprints. -- Preamble to the Qizarate Creed.

Muad Dib, now is omnipotent, ever-powerful. Sheesh, Frank Herbet rocks!

Speaking of which, I need to go burrow the next novel in line to continue this wonderful story, Children of Dune.

I heart Dune! And, Paul Atreides as well.
Monday, December 19, 2005
  I need more metal t-shirts!
Ruhe is correct. I need more metal t-shirts. But first, I need money. Bah, anyways, here's my wish list for my ever-pathetic wardrobe.

1) Immortal 'Pure Holocaust' or 'Damned In Black' Shirt.
2) Dark Funeral 'Unholy Horde' (saw it at Bugis) or 'Diablous Interium' Shirt.
3) Emperor 'In The Nightside Eclipse' or 'I Am The Black Wizard' Shirt.
4) Cradle of Filth 'Filth Fest' or 'Cruelty And The Beast' Shirt.
5) Hecate Enthroned 'Misma' (or whatever you call it, forgot) Shirt.

That would add some more black-ness in my wardrobe. Hehe. I will get them at Bugis Street, 3 for $20 only! How good is that?!

Anyway, I still haven't got a job yet. Al Dente hasn't called me yet, it's been almost one whole week, I guess I can forget about Al Dente. Sigh, I officially declare lookng for jobs sucks. I seriously do not know what will happen to my brain during my free three months period, I cannot imagine slacking (mentally) for so long. I guess the only way is to read novels and science books from the library to maintain my intellectual activity level. Ah wells, I've decided to return to NCHS on the first few days of the new school year 2006, to visit Mr Neo in that infernal hellhole and to help him alleviate his sanity to a decent level. Besides that, I will go see what's on the menu for my beloved juniors next year at the ever-miserable school canteen. Of course, I will grab the chance to eat some really cheap food there and relish my NCHS days. I really feel that I'm god damned old. 4 years, it may seemed long, but seriously, it isn't. All passed way too fast, sometimes, you don't even have the time to take notice of some things. To be honest, I am going to miss times in NCHS, not because of the school or the people there, but looking for jobs out there in the real world suck big time. Now I understand the pleasure of being a simple-minded don't-give-a-fucked-up-hoot-about-the-world student. Seriously, I rather worry about passing my exams and getting all fucking stressed up about Os then face the nags of my mom pressing me to go find for jobs and blah, the list never ends. Sigh, ends my conclusion of this shitty school thing. Oh yes, I will miss flourishing under my desk during lessons, and not getting caught. Now that's a skill you gotta hone to its perfection. I will miss cutting queue during recess especially in the Mixed Veggie Rice and the Local Noddle Delight and the Poultry Delight stores (I frequent these stores as the food are of the most decent amongst all). I will miss teasing Yee Shin, Si Ping, Calesta (yes, that one with the huge specs who watches Anime Porn). I will miss obeying the order of some guys in my class to scold Jia Hao a 'Bastard'. I will miss eating the 70 cent bee hoon order from Darwin in class, although it's way too spicy for my liking and the bee hoon is cold and hard at times. Most of all, I will miss my table cover as I drew the band logos on it (Cradle of Filth, HIM, Slipknot, Rammstein, Dimmu Borgir) (wanted to draw Immortal and Emperor, but it's too late back then.) And I will miss Mok's lessons and Ansar's slacking E. Geog lessons.

Crap. Can I have one more day of secondary 4 life again? I so wanna attend Ansar's lesson, and his 'Power' Revision Notes.

Argh. Sorry for me sounding abit crappy and weird today. I really miss those times, although it can be hectic sometimes.
Sunday, December 18, 2005
  My recent whereabouts in brevity.
Hey, my fiends. Greetings to you once again.

So, what have I been doing these few days? Hmm, I myself have no idea at all.

First of all, let's do things in a chronological manner.

Yesterday (16th Friday)

Met Kamil (aka dok from SMC) at Bugis. Daren, Justin and Siyang came as well. So just went around Bugis here and there, at Betty Ho's place, then to Shaws (the same old freaking place), then to Bugis Street. So we just flourished and walked and flourished and walked somemore. That's about it. Had a pleasurable time meeting a fellow flourisher and metalhead from Malaysia! Stay sic, kamil!

Then, to the dreadful one. 4 Integral BBQ turned out rather awesomely boring. I was so outcasted there. Firstly, there's no avid card flourisher like me. Then, there's no metalheads as well. So BOREDOM is a word that lingered around my mind most of the time there, except to think of slashy and dirty jokes out of the things around me. Merle was right, I should leave earlier. It's so godamn boring one could snore off there in 2.567 seconds if there aren't a gang of people making so much noise. And, I finally managed to piss the emo of the class off by saying MCR (aka Morons Can't Rock) sucks in the face of the emo. Yay! Hooray! I have done Annihilation of Emos by the Middle Finger (and insults) of Us plan proud! Hi 5 Fariza! ;)Finally, after eons of time has passed, they decided to head home. That's the most decent thing they have ever done there, go home. Yay!

Conclusion of the day, Metalheads should not go to beaches and parks.

Today (precisely speaking, it's yesterday) (17th Satanday)

Wheee! Outing with my Voldemort totally kick some arse! Voldemort, oh my Voldemort, you looked awesome! I heart your hand accessories so much. Nice ones. Anyways, went to have Subway lunch (yes, Rei, I got her hooked to Subway at first attempt :P) at Lido. Then went to Penny aka the much coveted holy land for all metalheads to check out some stuff and to get Live Aus Berlin for the case of my Voldemort. I believe that DVD will be awesome, well it's bloody Rammstein! Rammstein rules BIG time. Heart Rammstein.

Then, headed off to Bugis to check out the Kumon Tong. (again, I'm like the Kumon Tong ambassdor or something.) Then, I educated my Voldemort on Chinese culture stuffs and how to do the stuff (I dunno what's this called) at the temple. I've became a temporary tour guide. Hehe. Then, sat for a drink at the Hawker centre. (OMG, What the fuck are metalheads doing at hawker centres?!) Headed to Jimmy's place for a look. Daren and Mark were there, tending the shop. How I wish I can work there... Anyway, back to topic, flourished there for a while, then Sherman came along. Yay, will be burrowing his Marilyn Manson's DVD when we meet next time. Thanks a zillion, Sherman! I'm highly grateful. To my surpise, my Voldemort managed to open the box with the ten dollar note inside (with help from cheating) and to figure out the Finger Chopper prop within five minutes. Hmmm... Voldemort has lived up to his or her name, indeed. Pure magical blood, I suppose.

Next, we headed back to Orchard to meet up with Ning/Mac/Justin. Wow, it's been ages since I've met Ning or Mac. It was a great time seeing you people once again! We should meet up more often and talk (mainly cock or crap). So we were chatting or rather crapping away, blah blah blah... Dinner time! Went to tonnes of places, all packed with swarming gangs of mortals. Finally settled at Cine Foodcourt, and swallowed some rice. (Metalheads should not come to food courts, as Rei concluded some time ago) Then, Wormtail let Ning to read the kinky conversation between Wormtail and My Voldemort. I might say, we rock at roleplay. Yay! It's reviewed as Highly Kinky by Ning. Hooray! But then, I still think it's kind of nuts of me and my master to do that and for me to even printed it out. Alright, enough of that kinky talk before my Voldemort kills me with her newly acquired boots. And I got a conclusion, we need a Portkey. Transportation sucks in the Muggle way.

Soon enough, it's time for me to head back to the pit that spawned me. So here I am, in the pit or home that spawned me.

Conclusion of 17th Dec, Satanday: I need some damn sleep and meet up with my beloved fiend, Rei soon. I miss her and our deserkration plan.

Night, my fiends!
Thursday, December 15, 2005
  Roleplaying rocks!
Recently, I have been swooning in the thrills of roleplaying. To be more precise, roleplaying that involves sadomasochism. That totally rocks. I really can't help but to post some phrases of the MSN chat logs here. And, (My Master) is a great Lord Voledemort imposter. You can really feel the chill running down your spines, you will feel at total mercy of her. Phew.

Legend: The Lepidoctor : He Who Must Not Be Named aka Lord Voledemort.
LingNemesis: Pretty obvious right? Me aka Wormtail.

The Lepidoctor says:

But of course. As you might learn later on, I do not enjoy being proven wrong.

LingNemesis. says:

You will have your way, the master will be correct all the time.


The Lepidoctor says:

[fingers lightly stroke Wormtail's face] You are good at bootlicking, aren't you.

LingNemesis. says:

If you say so, master.

The Lepidoctor says:

I'll have to test that out for myself if I get new boots. [cackle]


The Lepidoctor says:

Somebody has questioned my authority before. She suggested I frquently let my servants override my orders and trample me underfoot.

The Lepidoctor says:

I guarantee you, this is definitely not the case

LingNemesis. says:

I have the most respect for your authority, master.

The Lepidoctor says:

Lovely, wormtail.


The Lepidoctor says:

To help me decide the next shade of nailpolish I should use.

The Lepidoctor says:

And why, what a smart little rat. Absolutely right.

LingNemesis. says:

I suppose black is the colour of the Dark Lord.

The Lepidoctor says:

Or maybe I could consider dark green....

The Lepidoctor says:

Maybe it doesn't matter, becaused they'll be stained dark red later... [leer]

LingNemesis. says:

You make me tingle with fear and anticipation at the same moment, master.

The Lepidoctor says:

And that is why you are such a fascinating specimen, dear Wormtail.


The Lepidoctor says:

Pretty answer, Wormtail. I'll let this go, this time... but be warned, I do not forget.

LingNemesis. says:

Thank you for your forgiveness, master!

The Lepidoctor says:

It does not come often.

The Lepidoctor says:

And it is also definitely not something to be regarded lightly.


LingNemesis. says:

You praise of Wormtail a little too much, Master.

The Lepidoctor says:

I will pass my own Judgement, Wormtail. Thank you for your feedback.

LingNemesis. says:

I will repent for doubting your omniscienist wisdom and judgement, master.

The Lepidoctor says:

And repent you shall. It is not plesant to have one's competence questioned.


Wheee. I should do this more often at MSN. Freaking fun and it kills boredom ultimately.

Roleplaying rocks.
SadoMasochism rocks even more.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
  Bored out of my sane wits.
Recently enough, I have been immersing myself in a sinful lifestyle of reading slash fan fiction all day long, eating, then more reading, then eating again, then talking nonsense online.

The perfect word to sum up my life at this very moment is ''Slothfull''.

I need a damn job. I want to get richer.

I shall depart my slothful lifestyle and go find one on monday. In fact, Merle/Ruhe got a lobang for me at Penninsula aka the Metal Haven. I really hope I'd get the deal. :P Danke, mein freund!

Oh yes, two of my very favourite bands, Rammstein and Slipknot has been nominated for Grammys 2006 Best Metal Act. Wheeee! Other challengers on the block for this much coveted award are Mudvayne, Shadows Fall, Ministry. Rammstein is competing with its mega opus hit, Mein Teil. Slipknot will use the latest single of theirs, Before I Forget. I just hope either Rammstein or Slipknot will get this award. And please, let one of the bands perform. I'm yearning for some metal action on stage. Plus, since I'm free from the clutches of school during the Grammys Awards, i can finally watch the Live show on TV, instead of recording it. Nice.

I need a medium to liberate my madness.

I don't know what am I saying.

Anyhow, I'm meeting Rei and Shakir later at Penninsula to chill. :P

Til my sanity returns, adios!
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
  Dune is brilliant!
Just read this quote from the book Dune, and you will understand why it had my entranced over the past 2 years. The enitre work of Frank Herbet is so complex and human-like you can't believe it.

Alright, cut the crap and let me get to the point.

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
--Litany Against Fear

Get what I mean now?

It's like a religion or philosophy to itself. Dune never fails to amaze me with its complexcity and epic-ness, if there's such a word.

So far, I have completed the Preludes Trilogy and currently reading Dune Messiah.
  Brilliant quote from Shakir.
Quoted from Shakir's sms:

When your life is in darkness, pray to God. And ask him to free you from the darkness. If after you have prayed, you are still in darkness. Please pay your electric bill.

Haha! Good one.

Anyhow, i'm so bored, I decided to write some slash stuff. So here's it: ">Click Here!

You have been warned here. By clicking the above link could result in you wanking, feeling disgusted, find yourself clicking back button or worse, a combination of all three. It's rated stuff there, and no children under 88 can enter. You have been warned, my fiends.
Saturday, December 03, 2005
  Arrest those robbers!
OMG. Ville just got drugged and robbed.

ContactMusic.com is reporting that H.I.M. frontman Ville Valo fell victim to a brazen robbery after his drink was spiked in a Minneapolis, Minnesota, bar during his recent U.S. tour — and he has vowed to stay sober ever since.

The Finnish rocker was drinking with strangers the evening before a gig on October 21, 2005 when the drugging took place, leaving him suffering minor injuries and with his pockets cleaned out.

And the singer is now so terrified of a repeat incident, he is staying off alcohol for the foreseeable future.

He says, "They put some drugs in my pint of beer. I blacked out and woke up in a hotel room I'd never seen before.

"Somebody had stolen my jacket, my asthma medicine, my fags (cigarettes), my credit cards and my cell phone.

"I had a couple of scratches, probably from falling down, but nothing worse.

"I've been sober ever since."

Someone gotta use their shotguns and annihilate those damned robbers.

Good that Ville is stayng sober now, otherwise he'd get liver chirrosis someday.

Take care, Hot Ville! \m/
Friday, December 02, 2005
  Random raving and some snapshots.
Hey people once again, guten Tag to you all.

I found these pictures at the 4I yahoo group, so I decided to post the finest ones here for memory keepsake purposes. ;)

Oh fuck it, get that damn bike away!

This is the picture of my class's Vice Chairman, Form Teacher, Chairman respectively, namely Hui Ying, Miss Neo (also the biology teacher), and finally Anthony John Stevens Lim Guo Yong aka the Chemistry FREAK plus Super Duper Mugger, don't mess with him, you'd lose him.

Now what on earth is this bloke doing?

The girls of 4I trying to form a mosh pit, but to no avail.

This distinctively look like a communist picture. *Ahh! Reach out to the Great Form Teacher, Miss Neo!*

On the random side, I'm mad over Lucius Malfoy, thanks to Merle/Ruhe. :P Argh, I want that wicked looking cane of his!
  The Emo reveals thyself...
OMFG. Emo detected! *alarm reverbrating in the room*

Here's the evidence.

** fishs out EMO Hunter Handbook and furrows my brows. hmmm. **
Thursday, December 01, 2005
  Word of the day: Bored.
Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. I so need to mug something, anything.

On the brighter side of things, I have bought the latest Cradle of Filth DVD, Peace Through Superior Firepower. Personally, I really enjoy watching it, unlike Disasterpieces where Corey will always have the same lines to say and it can get abit boring and draggy. Whereas, Dani is a much more interesting and unpredictable subject. The setlist for this DVD is a good mix of songs, with new and really old and classical songs like A Gothic Romance/ 13 Autumns and a Widow/ The Black Godness Rises and also never before played live songs like Mannequin/ Promise of Fever. With all that, a powerful performance is delivered deftly like canons from a panzer. (like the DVD title says Firepower. :)) And I really like the part when Dani narrated some nonsensical ableit interesting and wanton-like verses, going something like this: 'It takes one man to masturbate under the lonely stars... (then i forgot)' before Tortured Soul Asylum blared out.

In all, Hail Cradle of Filth! And Dani too.

So here's my filthy collection, I know it's quite little, but I'm gonna expand it really soon when my ang pows arrive at my pockets.

It's abit dark, pardon me.

Something on my daily life now, I'm a mod once again at SMC forums. So don;t mess with me! Muahaha! Kidding.

And I can't wait to get Stormblast 2005 of Dimmu Borgir's.

Alright, i think i'd better head to Rei's abode now.

See ya! \m/
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