kokkai


Friday, February 20


on hiatus.
will be back sometime in march.
considering whether to do some advertising/design diploma part-time though.
cya =)


Monday, February 16

Uncle Kok
ASK UNCLE KOK

"i have smelly socks! HOW?!" - belle
"i have smelly socks! HOW?!" - belle
"i have smelly socks! HOW?!" - siao
"i have smelly socks! HOW?!" -


10 helpful pointers
1. if you have smelly socks you should wash them.
2. don't smell smelly socks*
3. ANNABELLE CHEONG! Stop playing with my form!*
4. throw them away.
5. bah**
6. you could turn smelly socks into sock puppets and call your puppet Mr Stinko.
7. Stuff the sock in your undies. See if you get aroused.*
8. Continue wearing the sock*
9. dunno***
10. dunno***

*don't try this at home
** on the count of 3, laugh ...1,2,3..... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha (p.s. look at my effort)
*** nothing. trying to waste space


"are u a virgin?" - hehe

No. Yes. Dunno. Does masturbation count? Okays I've a theory.

1. All guys masturbate and watch porn movies
2. All girls have periods in return
3. Guys who don't masturbate are baboons. Baboons don't know how to masturbate
4. Girls who don't know how to 'pet the kitty' are hmm er. normal girls.
5. I know this is not related to the question at all. Sorry.

I've been molested before! ARGHH!!! (disgusting yes I know...stop going eewww now)


"i like ur email name." - wat lar.

okay. for those who don't know its wat_lar@hotmail.com. Whoopee.

"do u have a girlfriend, and would u want to have one?" - hmmm

*hushhush* answer withheld HAH! I don't go around publicising such stuff...I'M A DELUSIONAL SUPERSTAR....superstars dont tell people if theyre in a relationship or not HAH! btw...shall let things work out by themselves...and obviously it has to be THAT person...not anybody from the street. NOW WHO ASKED THIS QUESTION GRR.

"u should start ur own advice column, although i think it would be all crap" - a person who needs ur help

YOU ARE SO RIGHT! CONGRATULATIONS! YOU WIN erm. AH! A FREE DRINK! but i have no idea who you are. *prize forfeited* (hehehe orbee)

"wad poly are u from?" - tell u for wAd.

Republic/Redhill/Red/Rocky/Retarded Polytechnic.

"I keep havin sinus!! HOW?!" - belle

er. buy nasal spray? either that or go smell some smelly socks. yup.


Wednesday, February 11

Heh. Shall borrow a post from one of my friend's (William) blog



Hey, theres a lizard in MY CONTAINER 13!~!! SUPER DUPER ER XIN DA BIAN CUM KNS

kok is asking the cleaner to come to my container now.. OMG...issit dead or alive?? Its not moving at all!!!!!!!!




IT'S NOT PLASTIC.

So there you have it. I went to one of the containers in my school just now to do some work inside, then there's this lizard there. And you have 2 guys, 2 big macho strong handsome (sorry) guys who just stand there and yell "HOW?!?! GOT DEAD LIZARD! ARGGGH!!" Two guys, scared by a thing a thousandth the size of them. Yay.

I called the cleaner but the cleaner just said "dunno! dunno!" or something like that. Useless cleaner. Hmmph. William went to get some insectiside but then decided on using it...I got a plastic bag but then decided on using it...I threw a rag at it but it didn't budge...we thought it was dead. Then I ended up using some kind of mop to poke it....and then it MOVED! ARGH!!!! Then it slithered into the air con. I think's its disgusted by us. Two giants (we're both close to 1.8m) screaming and yelling at it. Or maybe we were too noisy. WE'RE PATHETIC ahhhaaha


Saturday, February 7

im sitting on a stool,
squinting at my laptop,
pounding on the keyboard
the cracks are showing
i can't take it anymore.
i'm going on hiatus. soon.
there is a tinge of sadness inside me
i dont know how to put it
but
do I take people for granted
do people take ME for granted?
i have made 2 people angry.
and of all people
two whom ive been in most contact with within the past 6 months
today. yesterday. i dont know. i dont care.

one,
he asked me about blogs and HTML
i ignored him. i REJECTED him.
i dont feel like helping others do their blogs and debugging HTML anymore
i dont get paid, just maybe "thanks" and thats it.
its not about recognition.
my classmates regard me as an expert in HTML. i wont comment on that.
its not about money.
ive never sought to earn any money from anything. i wont accept payment unless im a pro.
i dont know what it is, but i just dont feel like helping. at least for now.
maybe ive helped too much, and people take me for granted
maybe im being selfish, and i think people are pawns in my world.
i dont know.
i'm sorry.

two,
i enjoyed some excellent camaraderie with her
but i may have gone overboard with what i say
i slap, pinch, stab myself for being sarcastic
it hurts me when people say i dont care
on the surface, it might look like that
but deep beneath, you never know what i might be thinking
teachers always say i have lots on my mind
except i dont express it out
yes i think too much. i dont know, i dont care.
at least i think.
i found a channel to express my thoughts without hesitation
my awful, meaningless, nonsensical, useless thoughts
yes, she was very nice, she absorbed all of it without complaint
but i stepped over the line.
i want to cry.
i'm sorry.

i know 'sorry' can't heal the wounds much, but i'm hoping it helps.

i sat on my bed last night, after angering two, with the question "Who am I?" iterating in my mind. I just sat on my bed, talking, mumbling, i dont know, murmuring to my rabbit. Someone who will care. Someone's whos eternally happy at the sight of me. Someone who'll follow me. At least around the house. I asked her, "Who am I?", and she stared wide-eyed at me, nose twitching. She got up, licked my hand, and ran away.

Sometimes I look at this page with sadness. There was a time where I devoted my time, my energy to this page. Everywhere I went I was thinking about this page. Now I can't come up with the ideas I used to be able to with the snap of a finger, and I....I...don't know what to write.

I'm hung up with school stuff, doing school banners, posters, rubbish these days.
Like I've said before. It's not about the recognition
I'm pleased enough seeing my work immortalised in print, in life, on a canvas
Its not about money. I'm happy to be paid peanuts.
I don't know what it is...
but there's something missing from my life.
I feel like someone disassembled me in the night,
and hurriedly put me back together again.
Am I an oppressor, a conformist? Sounds absurd.
But then again I might be just that.

I read somewhere, another blog, where the writer questioned himself
questioned himself on why people would hire him
why people who want him
what makes him so special that someone would pay money to him.
I question myself these few questions too
and I add a few more
Why do people talk to me?
Why are people inclined to call me out?
Why do people not feel any hesistation when they message me?
I'm not being hostile here,
I'm wondering why would anybody bother with me.
What is it in me that makes people sidle up without any fear
its a good trait, yes it is.
i was at the train station just now
when this old lady tottered up to me dragging a kid in hand
and asked for directions to C.K. Tang
why would she totter to me when theres so many people around, some nearer to her than me?
why me?
what is it in me?
Contrary to that though is the fact that I made 2 people angry,
one, by being obstinate
two, by being sarcastic
I'm gutted.
I take no joy from angering people
Am I a bastard, a worry-wart? Sounds absurd.
But then again I might be just that.

What's missing from my life?



WHO AM I?


Thursday, February 5

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Tuesday, February 3

Yan can cook, Kok can not!

I don't know how to cook. I admit it. The only thing that I know how to cook would be instant noodles. But then there was once where while cooking some noodles, I ended up throwing the wrapper into the pot, the noodles in the bin and the seasoning I put in my pocket. Then I realised what I had done and ended up eating some bread. Hmmmph.

So recently I tried to fry an egg. Yes, an EGG. I've lived on the surface of this planet for more than a decade and I haven't the faintest idea on how to cook an egg. Shame on me. Okay then, I was hungry one day and wanted to eat, and I attempted cooking an egg. *self-applause*



So this was my maiden attempt at cooking an egg. At least I didn't get a stomachache eating it.



This was my second attempt.



And I cooked this at 7.50pm today(Wed). Then my dad told me to cook it for a while longer because apparently he doesnt want me running the risk of catching bird flu by eating eggs that aren't fully cooked. And so I did.



And ta-da! We have here a mangled mess. Yay.
EGGS! haha. Shall work on them. Then at least I can have instant noodles AND eggs. Yay.
I think nobody would eat any of the eggs I'd cooked. Hmmm. WOULD YOU???!?!