He is the one and only Jing ye. Jingye sometimes also goes by the name Hotpieceofshit. Jing ye is 13 in the year 2008 but will be 14 at 0000 22022009. Jingye is currently studying in Victoria school. Yay

A kawaii piece of shitty faggot who's aspiration is to be a banker to earn big bucks, buy a damn car, kill both guinea pigs, and marry a wife as hot as jessica alba.

I want Tom Cruise's balls. I also want to kill Nat Ho because he drove Felicia chin's car. I wish that one day, I would be dating a hot girl by the name of Felicia Chin

I hate drugs. I hate my computer. I hate mr chia. I hate kaderuppan. I hate sanjeev. I hate regan I hate linking people. I HATE ... erm... there's nothing else to hate...

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3 china people set on shore to beijing to compete in ping pong.

Maybe not a shore.

Okay the main point is...

Did you see Li Jia Wei crying? In the newspaper?

Wait, wait, give me time to sort out my wonderful english.

And yes, she was crying. Her sullen face reflects upon the loss of her cheap bronze medal. She was so full of hope, hoping to beat other other countries besides china to get her hands on that cheap thingy. But God abhored her fucked up face which was a mere representation of the modern Enning, and made her compete against another fucked up faced china bitch, who was also a represention of the face you get when you squint your eyes too much. Both of them fought hardly... like pussys. One by one gets thrashed by another, and soon , Li Jia Wei had suddenly diverted her thinking to Obama, and did not concentrate on the battle. This was why Li had lost. The reason for her loss is not her skill, its OBAMA! So the moral of the story is, vote for McCain. He is white too.

Besides that hint of racism and oh-so-shitty english, that was quite an essay.

I be truthful now. Li had fought well with her my20000bucksmustnotflyaway attitude and she lasted for... erm... 5 seconds? Literally?

Feng, on the other hand, has more of a face of a failed plastic surgery, but anyone can tell that she is the one with the better skills. Besides, shes damn young. Young enough to be a prostitute. Opps, is she one already?

Anyways, if you read the New Paper, the coach from China said that Feng has the potential to be a world class player. Just like me, i have the potential to be... erm... marry Felicia? OKay thats fucked up random.

If im not wrong, table, tennis, balls is from china right? That explains why China has like gold gold gold gold. Since they are facing an economic crisis, why don't they sell the gold medal for like 5 bucks? I doubt its even real in the first place. And they actually bite it. Taste like kangkong by the looks on their omgsohappy faces.

Overall, Singapore did well, IF ONLY LI JIA WEI HAD CUT HER HAIR BALD. Let me tell you why. Her current hairstlye blends with her face so much that china was motivated to beat the crap out of the ugly.

Does it make sense? Yes it does!

See? I have done some thorough thinking.

Speaking about economy crisis earlier, Usain Bolt from africa can save million of kids, if he sells both his gold medals.

Shit, i forgot they were fake.



Okay enough of the olympics.

Shall talk about choir today.

It all started with an uber cool nice weather.

Fine it was raining.

I almost fell due to the slippery floor, but since im like so agile like Usain Bolt and have godly legs like Michael Pulps, nevermind you dont need to know.

FINE I FELL DOWN. HAPPY?

Ya then we had practice, practice, practice, practice, afternoon practice, afternoon practice followed by a severe headache.

Give me a minute to prepare my wonderful script.

I wasnt einstein. But fuck it. My vision was blurry. I saw Anthana(dunno how to spell) as Hilary Clinton. I saw Cheng Kan as Napolean. Everything was absurd and topsy turvy. There was only a single word to describe my feelings. Fuckingjsabaijsnkjdsajdnjsna. Maybe that wasnt a word, but if i compare it to Lee Hsien Loong's dying father, it is most likely a word.
I touched my head. It was Hot. Yay that is a good thing, but, okay it is not a good thing. I was furious. I saw angels on my laurel. I saw magnolia clouds. I saw a colossal ear. I inevitable saw Buddha. I was in NIRVANA.

Fuck. That just ... sucked.

Okay to sum it up in 5 words, i had an headache.

Aaron was kind enough to let me sit, or else i would be in the hospital now.

Thank you aaron and jason and chengkan and buddha fo making me sleep on the bus after dismissal.

And yea, i recovered by 40 percent.

In the bus.

Anyways, i might be going to wild wild wet this teachers day with 6 people.

OKAY I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE GOING TO SAY.

SO SHUT UP. BEFORE I THINK YOU LIKE ME.

Yeah thats for tonight.

Goodnight.

Shit headache again.

Okay 2 good news.

I mean 3.

1. I got my hp back. yay.

2. CA2 is fucking over

3. I found the teddybear that i lost 5 years ago.

Three good things to tell you guys.

Nowadays i cant find time to update my blog due to exams. I mean like, hot people MUST get hot marks. You know what i mean right? Opps sorry, you are not hot so you wont understand.

I shall now tell you that i survived the 30 day torture camp.

I did it.

Mr chia gave me back my phone.

I feel victorious.

I feel the surging energy to shave Britney Spears head - again.

Tips on what to do when you get back your hp:

1. Rub it on your chest
Okay that sounds disgusting. But, just do it.

2. Feel the warmth on your cheeks.
After rubbing, there would be heat. To get pleasure, let the cheeks feel the energy.

3.Check for the items.
See if your memory card and battery is intact. If you want to, you can accuse the person who confiscated your hp for taking your memory card when you dont even have one.

4. OPTIONAL! Point middle finger at the person who confiscated your hp and run away!
If you are as daring as Britney spears and as lucky as angelina jolie( the lady who had twins),
point the finger and say fuck you, then proceed to run away. Okay, i dont think you should do this... unless it is your brother or your mom. Maybe not your mom.


Okay to sum it up, good people, i mean, hot people will have hot endings.

Joking.

So my beautiful life of hanging out with friends, throwing food at people, pulling regan's dick and jacking bryan kiang begins anew. Without worries about my phone. Everything is perfect BUT TODAY I JUST FUCKING DROPPED MY PHOE TO THE GROUND NOW IT HAS 5 SCRATCHES BLEAH BLEAH BLEAH BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Nvm ... as long as i get back my phonie.






Today went out with my sis to Pizza hut.

Have it ever crossed your mind that Pizza hut should actually be selling pizza in straw huts, instead of restaurants?

And have it ever crossed your mind that 80 percent of the workers in tampines mall outlet are Malays? Not to be racist.

Wowwwwwww.......... so the workplace for the malays is pizza hut and the workplace for chinese is... erm... huh.... OMG THE REST OF THE RACES HAVE THEIR OWN TERRITORY EXCEPT FOR CHINESE! ALL HOPE IS GONE! Better find way to have plastic surgery to change into an indian...

EWWW! Bad idea.

Anyway, i ate the pasta. Seriously, its freaking heaven. But not as heaven as a lip to lip kiss with felicia CHIN.

Okay i had enough of rambling. Might go out with eric this sunday to watch journey to the center of the rectum. Sean asked me out for escape theme park today but i declined becos etp are for kids. I am not a kid.

I admit i am a kid but not an ordinary kid.





I AM A KIDSCENTRAL KID!

Okay shall wrap this up with a self created joke. Why do indians suck at frisbee?
Cos they throw prata! La mao!

It does not make sense though, even though it might work if you threw a murtabak or an egg prata.

Go see the video on beinggayisgood.blogspot.com. The one with the humping. It is my friends video footage of 2 13 year olds pretending to erm you know. Not violence, okay it is violence, in a sick way.

Hai xin friend , a girl, humps the boy in front of him. Shes behind the chair he's sitting on. Can you imagine it? Its all wrong! Just go see the video. It should be the boy behind and the girl on the chair! Go and see it.

It defys the way of nature. I mean, giving birth.

You! Yes you!

Fuck you!

Yes FUCK you!

Only you!

I deleted the 2 entries!

So fuck you!

Okay enough.



I would seriously like to apologise.

Jason(the one who's sirname has a dick) told me that if my blog is found out, i am screwed.

But rest assured, I am nt scared.






FUCK I'M SCARED!

Sorry for being such a pussy.

I mean, its like badmouthing britney spears on your blog and at night she sppears in your dreams in her bald hair, raping you and pulling your nuts.

I do not seriously wanna cause any trouble.

I want to blame someone for this misfortune.

My prowess in english and my great sense of humour.

I did not know that by blogging, people could see the Oxford-university-hot-nerd potential in me when reading my blog.

Okay to simply put it across, i am better than you in english.

But nevertheless, im sorry. Sorry for being such a eloquent speaker, a great blogger, a hot sec1 and for having curly hair.

Okay that is like SO random.

So guys, dont pester me to update my blog.

I personally believe that true talent can only be nurtured through time.

Great minds think alike.

So if you dont think alike, then you dont have a great mind, which means that you are dumb, which also means that you live in woodbridge hospital, which also also means that you are seeking counselling for being an idiot, which means that you cry everyday, which ultimately means that you have no life.

And yes, it does not apply to me.

Subsequently, if i dont think alike like you, that means that i have my own opinions, which also means that i am independent, which also means that i am intelligent, which must have meant that i am hot, which also also means that girls sought after me, which ultimately means that i have a life.

Perfect!

Ah yes, that r





FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

You know what that means right?

Okay fine you dont.

It means that my com has gone gaga and restarted by itself again.

But you cant blame my second honey(my first honey is still felicia chin)
(NOTE FOR IDIOTS=second honey is my computer)

It lived sucessfully for 8 and a half years, with tools like a 256MB/KB RAM, a genuine Windows 98, a pirated windows xp, a pirated windows vista(fucking gay), a pirated adobe photoshop CS2, and other more pirated stuff.

So just call my computer a Pirate.

Okay let me get back to what i was saying.

Just 1 more week and i can finally get back my handphone.

When i get it, i will have some shi ren kong jian(2 people world) with it.

Pardon my fucked up chinese.

I will treat everyone to handmade fishballs made by felicia chin in Tong Xin Yuan when i get my handphone.

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YOU GUESSED IT! I WAS LYING!

Okay lar, i want to play my hula hoop liao.

What? Are you jealous about my hot body and my hot abs?

HUH? You want some tips on being skinny, muscular and hot like me?

Okay, heres the first and final tip that you MUST always remember if you want to have a hot body like mine.

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Eat more fried food.

Yep! Thats all you need to do to have a hot body like mine.

Happy eating!


And yes, i have two words for you, Aliff.

Fuck you!