This is why I don't have a Tagboard

I tried to hold the flood gates, but you showed your crack.

Pardon the pun.

Fuck the mother-fuckers who use my name on other blogs. Know what? To all those impostors in tagboards? Stop typing...yeah...stop typing, I'm sure your fingers will fit better up your ass. It's good practice too. You'll be gay, eventually, anyways, so it's good practice, no?

And just for everybody's benefit, I don't want to be involved in anything more than what I'm already am in right now. I'm busy enough as it is, with school and council, so...just don't drag my name in, because it's my name still, and don't speak up for me, because I've got my own voice.

It's right here. Can you see it? My voice?

Had council training yesterday. Quite ok lah, but most of everybody wasn't there, so I didn'gt get the full impact just yet. Went out for lunch with a few elects (you can call us councilors yet, those are the seniors. 'til investiture, we're elects) at Holland, and then took the train with Sarah to Paya Lebar. Only three councilors live in the east :(. But that might change! You heard it here first, I might be moving by the end of the June Holidays!

Glen Wirawan called me out then, so yeap, onto Cine to shoot some pool, play some Lan, eat dinner. Yeap.

Today? I'm going to be a chiongster mugger. See you!

And just for the sheer epic-ness of this image...check it out. Reach for the stars!